Saturday Morning

 I rearranged again yesterday. I wasn't sure my idea would work and I may end up changing it again but I'm going to try it out for a couple weeks or so. I often head to my recliner in the early morning hours if my bed starts to get uncomfortable (anywhere from 3 to 5 a.m.)  I also use my recliner for afternoon naps. I never used to like naps and sometimes I still find them annoying but only because I HAVE to take them now or I can't last the day. Not always, but more often than not. Anyhow, sometimes trying to get a daytime nap or sleep longer in the morning in the living room recliner is hard because of noise in the hall. I wasn't sure my chair would fit in my bedroom but I was determined to try.  The room is large enough so I still have my sewing area but of course, I'm made the room smaller somewhat by putting a big old chair at the end of my bed.

I took my sewing chair and brought it to the living room as it rolls easily if I get a sewing mood and need it back in the bedroom. My goal is to eventually invest in a single bed so I can free up more room in my bedroom.

I don't actually get much company but now and then someone stops in. Yesterday it was my brother, Les, who brought me (and my sister) Christmas money. What a surprise that was! 

Yesterday I drove to the Quilcene Animal Clinic on Center Valley Road. A guy downstairs needed to get his two dogs there for shots but our manager here decided that was too far for the bus to go. Another neighbor offered to take the dogs in my car as he was feeling poorly.  Cute little things and they rode very well.

My daughter, Jenni, tells me that their dog, Sammy, isn't doing well. Kind of sounds like he's on the way out. She's bringing him to Mary's on the 27th so that may be the last time I get to see him. I do love that dog!

I watched this movie last night called 6 Below. At first I wasn't all that sorry for the star of the show (this a true story) because he was sniffing coke and took the daredevil route on the snow slopes. Of course he got lost and a storm came in. Over time, though, I did feel bad for him.  He ended up losing both legs but went on as a mentor for other kids.  Before he got lost, one scene showed him making a snow angel on the ground. That made me laugh as I recalled a few winters back. Might have been 2009 when this photo was shot in my back yard.,

What made me laugh is remembering that Jenni came by and I got it in my head that we should get on the ground and make snow angels.  She was game but darned if I could get down there!  I tried and tried and the more I tried, the more we giggled and laughed. I never did get to make one!

My plan for today is to bake up some banana breads to give away. I discovered two gallon bags of bananas in my freezer and I need to free up the space. I do hate fighting with my oven but I made cranberry bread yesterday and I think they cooked all the way through so I'm going to try again.  I do intend to invest in a toaster oven once I get out of the food program here and am preparing my own meals.

One of the websites that shows up in my hotmail account is Quora. Here's an interesting story:

Somebody asked what movie stars' life was especially hard. They wrote:

James Garner’s upbringing was remarkably hellish.James Bumgarner (the actor’s original name) was born and raised in Norman, Oklahoma. His mother died when he was four, and Jim later came to believe his Mom’s death was caused by a botched abortionFor a time, his alcoholic father Weldon Bumgarner raised James and his two older brothers alone. Beatings became regular occurrences; Jim and his siblings were finally split up to live with relatives, since the old man could no longer cope with chasing down low-paying jobs while raising three young kids.But life got worse.

As James turned nine, the family was reunited when Weldon Bumgarner married a redheaded witch named Wilma. She intensified the corporal punishment Jim’s father had initiated years before, and beat all three of Weldon’s sons. But since young Jim was the smallest, he got the worst of it. And he remembered that she added a special punishment to the beatings‘Whenever I did anything wrong, she’d put me in a dress and make everyone call me “Louise”,’This went on for years. However, Garner grew, and grew some more. And when he was fourteen, he knocked Wilma down as she came after him for the latest round of thrashings, and started strangling her. Family members managed to pull him off of her, whereupon she beat him in the customary waySoon after, Wilma left the house and divorced Weldon. Jim Bumgarner never saw her again.Postscript: seventeen years later, when James Garner was a TV and movie star, he returned to Norman, Oklahoma for “Jim Garner Day”. He was tipped off that Wilma might shoot him as he rode down the street in an open car, but he rode down the street anyway. No shots were fired.

 

                                                        James as a younger man

I've been watching the tree outside my window wondering how long the last two little leaves will continue to stay hooked to the branch. I thought with all the wind we've had lately that surely they wouldn't survive but as of this morning, they're still there. Yeah, I'm losing it.  haha

Outside of the bread baking, all I have to do today is one load of laundry. Maybe I'll head down there now and get that off my list so I can sit and watch golf and play solitaire and bingo on my computer. It's a hard life sometimes.