Thirteen Things about Maribeth When She Was 13

Baby dog, Maribeth, and Laurie

1. I wanted to grow up and get married and have children.
2. I dreamt of having a small house with a vegetable garden.
3. While I was planting this garden, my children would run around in the fresh clean air.
4. I would have 4 children.
5. I would be married to a man who would love me forever.
6. I would become an artist and I would work at this at home. (when I wasn’t gardening)
7. I would have cats and dogs.
8. Life would be good and simple and happy.
9. I would wear jeans and t-shirts and straw hats.
10. And my hair would grow down to my waist.
11. I would have a little swing in my yard, where I would sit and watch my family.
12. Eventually my grandchildren would come to see me.
13. And I would live peacefully and happily ever after.

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This & That Saturday

Yesterday we drove to the beautiful state of Maine to have Greta’s eyes examined and certified free of a disease called PRA (progressive retinal atrophy) and cataracts. The German Dachshund club requires this exam before a dog is bred. I also wanted this done, because I believe in breeding only healthy dogs and cats.
Greta (her German name is Xochil, but that’s another story), passed her exam with flying colors. She has beautiful eyes with no sign of disease! I am so happy I am on cloud nine!


On another subject, Fritz the amazingly nervous car rider proved that the Vets don’t know everything. They mentioned that Benedryl might help to calm him when he is in the car. Wrong!!! The boy was crazed. He jumped, he whined, he fussed, he was basically so irritated that I had wild thoughts of leaving him on the side of the road in Maine. The only thing is, the boy has such a sense of smell, I know he would find his way home to New Hampshire.
Something must be done for my boy. Either he gets some sort of tranquilizer or I do.

Today I am doing laundry and air conditioners.
Our house is on a hill and due to view restrictions we are not allowed to have any sort of shading trees on our property. Dwarf fruit trees, yes. But not any tall nice shade trees. Consequently, the afternoon sun just cooks our family room and bedroom. Opening windows just doesn’t work, so we need those heavy in the window air conditioners. Today we install them and prepare for the summer ahead!
Laundry? Well, I have been terribly remiss this week in keeping up with this task, so time to play catch up!

To all far and wide, have a great day!!!


I slept.
Now I know you are all thinking that I have lost it, writing about sleeping, but I have to tell you what happened on Wednesday night.
If you haven’t been following the news in New Hampshire, you won’t know that the officials have been trying to figure out what to do about “Sudafed”. What’s Sudafed? It’s what I use and have used for years to treat my allergies (which are many). It is also what the druggies have been using to make crystal meth in the many home labs nationwide. I’ve always been able to buy a cheap Allergy/Sinus medication that contained both Sudafed and Tylenol. This makes me a happy girl and one with a dry nose and who is not sneezing all over you, day and night. (Had Hubby seen me at my allergy worst, I am sure he never would have married me!)
New Hampshire, which is currently being run by a “I feel your pain” governor, put pressure on all the stores that carried my beloved Allergy medication until one day, you couldn’t just pick it up at the store.
I talked to the Wal-Mart Pharmacist and he told me that the new ingredient in my allergy medication was “just the same” and would be fine. (At this point he wouldn’t sell me my Sudafed, even though it is still a legal, over the counter drug. Can I help it if the druggies buy the stuff and make meth out of it?)
So, I took the new stuff home and I tried it on Wednesday night.
Oh my God!!! I felt like I had been drinking super espresso all day and all night when I tried to go to bed! I tossed, I turned, I rocked in the sheets. I did not sleep! The bed looked like a violent crime had occurred there the next morning. And worst of all, it didn’t work!
I went back to Wal-Mart to get my Sudafed. If they refused to sell me this medication, I would call my doctor, Dr. D. and get a prescription. I explained what had occurred. The Pharmacist said, “Oh I am sorry, it happens occasionally to sensitive people”.
I wanted to throttle him!
He agreed to sell me the Sudafed, but I had to fill out a form, show my license, a credit card and then sign another document. All the while the pharmacist looked at me like I was some criminal.
I’ll see what they’re charging at my local drug store. They know me there, they know I’m not a “Meth Maker” and I’m sure I won’t get that treatment there.
Meanwhile, last night, I took my beloved Sudafed. I wasn’t stuffy and I slept like a baby! And yes, I slept in my nice comfy cotton pajamas!

This And That Wednesday

I’m in a ramblin’ mood folks. Nothing is happening that would fill a post, but a lot of little things are, so here goes.

Last night as I prepared for bed, I looked up at the wall near my computer. What did I see? A gazillion Black Flies! (blackfly – (Diptera Simuliidae) small blackish stout-bodied biting fly having aquatic larvae; sucks the blood of birds as well as humans and other mammals) What to do, what to do? Well, I got out the vacuum and vacuumed them all up (I also got the cobwebs that I’d been ignoring for the last couple of months). Hubby was puzzled about how they got in. Easy. We open our sliding glass doors a million times a day for the dogs.

Fritz and Greta went in for their heart worm/shots appointments at the Vets yesterday. Greta is definitely my dog. She is a little chubby right now (19 1/2 lbs) and I am to exercise her more and reduce her wet food a bit. She is in good health. She did, however, get all her shots yesterday and last night she was a sore little girl.
Fritz is a skinny dog (73.4 lbs) and he is not a good eater. As I have said before, he is definitely not my dog! All my dogs have been good eaters and like me, on the verge of chubbiness! I talked to the Vet about Fritz being a nervous wreck in the car, and he suggested that on long trips we use Benedryl to calm him down. I sure hope that works. If not, I have the sign made.

As we watched TV I went to pick up Greta who screamed! Hubby was convinced I had done her bodily harm, but a few moments later he went to pick her up and she did the same thing. “It’s the shot’s”, I said. And I am sure that is was.

Now, due to the fact that both dogs got shots yesterday, they were feeling a little punk (under the weather). They both slept late today and this meant that I also got to sleep. What is late? 8:15!!! This is the latest I have slept since Fritz came to our house 2 1/2 years ago!!!

Here are a few pictures from our yard. Spring is just around the corner!!! The first is a lilac bud, not yet open. The second is a baby lilac! The third is a view from our house.

Rambling On A Sunny Tuesday

Yesterday I looked around my family room/kitchen area and decided I needed to get up off my rear end and do some cleaning. No one was around, and I could work in peace while I listened to All My Children. (I simply can’t miss that right now, as Dixie and Tad just saw each other for the first time after she reappeared, after she drove her car off a cliff in Switzerland! Yes, I know!)
So I cleared stuff away, washed shelves down and refilled doggie bowls with fresh water and kibble. Then I dusted. Since I had the dust thing out, I did the entire house. I got to the guest room where hubby was resting and he looked at me with a puzzled expression and said, “What’s gotten into you?”.
I had planned on vacuuming too, but then I started to sneeze and since I could not longer breath after that (allergies), I never did vacuum.
Hubby is well and progressing nicely. He’s actually been working in the yard on his beloved fruit trees, and out playing with the two dogs in the yard. When we go back on May 8th for the appointment with the Orthopedic Surgeon, I’m going to push for the next surgery. I want it to all be over with. Now before you all think I am a terrible wife, Hubby feels this way too.
I went to visit my neighbor on Easter afternoon. We sat with Greta, talking and the subject of sweet Shubi came up. A. loved Shubi like Shubi was her own. A.’s house is above ours on our hill. She looks down on our back yard. She told me that often she looks down and for a second the thinks she sees Shubi running in the yard. I smiled because I’ve had my own Shubi sightings, or maybe feelings would be a better description. I told her that I really believe that when someone or something we love dies that they never really leave us, but remain by our side, sort of like a Guardian Angel.
Today is Vet. day for Fritz and Greta, and Physical Therapy day for Hubby. Life goes on, doesn’t it?

Gas & Taxes

The Gas Man arrived about 7:45 last night. He said he thinks the valve wasn’t screwed on tightly after the last fill. I hope that is all. I did have gas to cook with this morning, so all is well, for now.
I know today is Tax Day. Unbelievably, Hubby got ours done a month ago, and so today is just another day for us! A friend in Florida sent me this funny graphic:


A Creature Of Habit

I’m a creature of habit. I have certain things I do and I like to do them at certain times. I don’t like my little boat to be rocked, which is why I was very unhappy last night, when, at 10 PM, my usual bedtime, another episode of “The Apprentice” came on. There are few things in life I will stay up past 10 PM for and “The Apprentice” is one of those things.
Now before you all think I am a total wimp, let me say, in my defense, I am sick with a sinus and ear infection and I was feeling kind of lousy last night.
Okay, back to the show. The first pitted Lenny against Michael. Both performed poorly and the biggest difference in the two projects was that Michael’s team outperformed Lenny’s. I felt bad for Lenny. I liked him. He is driven and a good worker, he just isn’t strong in the idea department. Michael’s problem was his inability to make any decision, but his team just went ahead without him.
The next episode had Andrea vs Leslie. No question, hands down, Andrea was going to win. I don’t really like Andrea, but she is smart and well organized and can lead a team. She is someone to watch. Leslie and her team didn’t know or understand their market and got greedy. The bottom line was Andrea understood so much more than Leslie.
So there I was wide awake at 11 PM. Well past my bedtime. Hubby had physical therapy the next morning and really needed me to get him up and fix him a good breakfast. I wanted to go to sleep fast. Of course, just because my boat was rocked and I was out of my little routine, I had trouble getting to sleep.
I just hope that they don’t sneak another one of these back to back episode deals in again for a while. I’m really grumpy when I don’t get my beauty sleep.

A Rawhide, Anyone?

I had to order new bones for Greta today. She is what is known as “an aggressive chewer”. She is quite obviously related to me! I simply love to chew, preferably on chips, cookies or chocolate! Greta is happy with 8 inch compressed rawhide bones.

Now when I first got her, I could get those little 4 inch compressed bones and that would last a bit, but now, she would chew up one of those little bones in half a day. So, it became more economical to get the large ones (that are actually meant for dogs Fritz’s size), and let her go to town.
*Note* Fritz could care less about these bones. He’s just not a chewer.
Now, these bones can be expensive. They cost nearly as much as a good steak in a butcher shop! Since she goes through these things like I wish I could go through boxes of dark chocolate, I needed to find her a supplier that was cost efficient.
I searched high and low and finally I found a great supplier for these wonderful bones. The Ferret Shop! Yes, they have a branch of their on-line store that has dog supplies! If I order over 12, I get a drastic reduction. So I ordered 24 and then I got free shipping as well.
I figure it is something in the genes that makes me unbelievably happy when I buy something on sale. I really do hate to buy anything at full price, especially when it’s a rawhide bone! Add to that *Free* shipping and I am simply delirious!
When ordering rawhide bones makes my day, all I can say is, “I lead a very strange life!”

Living Life Before Noon!

This morning I was up and out the door before 7:30. What had me moving so quickly? First, my new glasses were ready down in Concord, and I knew if I left as soon as I made Hubby breakfast, I could go down get the glasses, stop at Sam’s Club and Wal-Mart and then go and worship at my favorite store, “LL Bean” where I also happened to have a $10.00 gift certificate and still be home in time to make Hubby lunch.
Off I went on this bright spring morning with the radio tuned to “Hit’s of the ’70’s”. Singing and driving along, feeling really good about the early start to my day. The best part was, that everything went right. I got to Sam’s Club just as they opened and I was able to buy the soaps I wanted there as well as a 40 pound bag of dog food. Then it was over to Wal-Mart where I bought canned dog food and dog cookies. (do you get the feeling my dogs like to eat?)
I arrived at the Opticians right at 9 AM and within 15 minutes had my glasses all fit and was out the door. It is wonderful to have my new glasses, which afford me the ability to see perfectly!
Then I went over to LL Bean. I found two long sleeve cotton shirts and a cute little kiddie purse for my grandniece.


After that I flew up the highway, got a few groceries, the mail and my allergy pills before coming home…just in time to make Hubby’s lunch! Right on schedule. Boy am I tired now!


It’s Monday morning, and the sun is shining. Spring is in the air, even if it is just 35 degrees outside. There is something so different about the sunshine at the end of March. Maybe it’s the angle, maybe it is just, after a long, dark winter, every sunny day is much appreciated and enjoyed.
I find myself looking for the first sprouts of spring flowers in the yard, for buds on the trees and for the ice to break up and leave the lake. Spring, spring, spring!!!
It is also the time of the year known in these parts as “Mud Season“. I hadn’t thought too much about that until yesterday when Fritz arrived back at the house from his morning walk-a-bout, literally covered in mud. There is nothing worse than a white dog covered in mud, unless said white dog is also large and hyperactive!
You all know that my house is sparkling clean. I was not about to let him in, so I filled up a bucket and went outside and washed him there. I didn’t yell, I didn’t swear (out loud anyway), I just cleaned him up, dried him off and came in and told Hubby that this is the last big dog we are having! I love him, but let’s face it, a dachshund you can toss in a bucket of water and clean up lickity split. Not so a German Shepherd!
So here is to spring, in all it’s muddy, sunny, wet glory!