Hello Friends!

The race is on! Let’s see if I can write this before the laptop runs out of battery power! Place your bets now.

I am also procrastinating. I am supposed to be finishing up the cleaning, then making jelly and baking cookies.  Ahahahahahaha! but I haven’t done anything creative in such a long time that I FEEL THE NEED.

Do you ever feel like this? Where you have to do some thing out of the ordinary just to spice up your life?  I feel like I’ve been doing nothing but what has to be done : exercises, dishes, groceries, cleaning,  exercises, dishes, laundry, dishes, cleaning, exercises, laundry.  So writing today’s post is my routine breaker, my rebelliousness, my outside the box activity. What will be your outside the box activity today?

++++++++good news++++++++

If you like the Salted Caramel cookies from Great Harvest, they now have a mix that you can buy. I haven’t made them yet, so I’ll let you know how they turn out.  I am thinking if you can make them smaller, they would last longer than the huge ones.  That may be faulty logic; these cookies are so good they may disappear no matter  what size they are.

********too bad**************

For those of you who had the odds on finishing the post before the battery ran out, sorry! I just plugged it in.

+++++++++++it was bound to happen+++++++++++++

Oh yes, I pulled what I thought was a weed in the perennial garden only to discover that it was a poppy. Before I pulled, I looked and looked for that id tag and couldn’t see it, so I thought I was safe. Of course, right after the roots cleared the soil, I saw the tag.  Dang.

Everything else has grown well, though.   Maybe I need bigger plant tags.  Or a stop sign in front of a poppy in case I decide to try to grow one again.  I knew it didn’t flower the first year; what I didn’t know was how much like a weed it looked.

*******It truly doesn’t*********

It doesn’t get any better than this.

This was our view of Lake Superior from our campsite on our last trip. The strip of land that you can see in the distance is Madeline and then Basswood Island of the Apostle Islands. That would mean that we were on the mainland at Bayfield, WI.

The campground is on a hill above this lookout. There are fabulous pit toilets with cement floors; two holers with one being a wheelchair access for the men’s and women’s sides. (So, four holes in all)  And there are locked doors on each stall! You are cautioned to close the door and to keep your food contained because every once on a while a bear wanders into the campground.  Hmmmmm. If you have to keep the door to the bathrooms closed and there are bears in the vicinity, what does that say about that old question about what bears do in the woods??  (Sorry, Fozzie!  Couldn’t resist.)

Well, this last time we were in a site on flat ground, but the time before we were perched somewhat precariously on the side of the hill. 

Here you can see the camper leg support fully extended and NOT reaching the boards the hubster created for leveling the camper.  Yep.  we used firewood to make up the difference.

On a hill.

Leading into Lake Superior.

Once he got it all in place, the hubster did tell me that we wouldn’t hit the lake first if we started to slide. There was a gully there that we’d land in.

Uh hunh.

Let’s just say that I didn’t crawl on to that side of the camper to unzip those windows on that trip. And the air circulation was just fine. And we didn’t slide into the lake.

Danger isn’t only in camping. Yesterday I successfully unscrewed the base of the broken oven light bulb with a pair of needle nosed pliers. Yes, yes, I turned off the circuit breakers first.  In fact,  I turned off the whole house because I couldn’t figure out the hubster’s code for the oven breaker.  Better safe than sorry, I told myself as I leaned over the oven door, one hand on the flashlight, the other rotating the pliers. I am still trying to figure out, however, how the bulb broke off its base while protected by a cover. Hmmmm.

Better get back to cleaning, so I can bake those cookies. I didn’t get much juice from the last bucket of grapes, but it may make three of four jars of jelly.  And there are SO many more grapes out there. I am hoping that the upcoming hot weather will help them ripen before I will be laid up after surgery.

Yep. Getting the ol’ knee replaced. It was finally time. That’s what the exercises have been for, along with the arm and hand ones. Oh, and the Flexi has been working well.  After I told you that it took only 10-15 minutes to get into it, I spent 25 minutes struggling with it that next time. Of course. But lately it’s been better., and it helps keep my arm and hand from swelling, so that’s good.

Have a heavenly weekend! And do something out of the box!  Just for you!

Love,

Janet