Frankie and Slim

Frankie and Slim
Happy New Year

Monday, May 30, 2011


Do you respond to people who attempt to communicate with you by pointing, grunting, staring or blinking?

(I was raised in a family that voiced their desires. We said things like "Please pass the potatoes, etc." I find my spouse pointing, grunting, tapping, or staring and I am supposed to interpret what he is wanting. Did I miss the class on this particular sign language? Do you know this language? Is there some need for us to preserve words because they might be endangered? I find this form of communication amazing well as annoying.)

Remembering those who gave their lives for our freedom and safety this Memorial Day.

Watch another quick clip of baby goats at play 2011

Sunday, May 29, 2011


Here is a quick video of our 2011 baby goats Cole and Chocolate Chip. Cole us named for Ron's doctor and Chocolate Chip's name was picked by granddaughter Hope. Hope has always claimed Dixie as her goat because she picked her out so it was only fair for her to name Dixie's baby. We will call Chocolate Chip "CC". Mama Dixie is busy feeding her baby CC while Cole seems to attempt a meal from her after Mama Polly has already fed the kid. As stated in a earlier post, Cole is a bit greedy.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011


I believe my blog reading and commenting is caught up. I have enjoyed these past few days at home and one of the joyful spots has been finding out what other bloggers are up to these days. Tomorrow it will slow again as Ron begins his second round of treatments. With 22 treatments already under our belts, we are looking at another 13 radiation treatments and we're not sure about how many more chemo treatments he will need because they are changing his type of chemo. At least his strength seems to have improved since his release from the hospital and we are filled with hope again.

We live very close to Joplin, MO and we are thankful that we have not had to travel in this weather. I did have one harrowing drive to Tulsa in 60 mph winds and rain and hope I won't have that again. However our weather in these parts continues to be horrible and Joplin is trying to clean up and restore under more and more rain. How sad to have this insult added to their mass injuries. Right this moment our friends and family members in the Oklahoma City area are all in cellars taking cover for the newest round of tornado warnings.

My goats are doing well despite the weather. Dixie delivered her kid this evening. It is another cutie and mother and child seem to be doing well. We are still looking for one more baby goat.

My mama cats are taking good care of their kittens. I showed you Boomer's kittens but am not sure if I mentioned David has a new kitten too. David's kitten is going to have to be named Mini-me because it looks identical to David. Exact same markings and all.

Mr. Gibson is on a nest again and hopeful for a bunch of chicks. She is as devoted and determined as her mother Elenore was.

Slim has been enjoying lots of rest in the house these few days and will be shocked to learn she is back on duty tomorrow as we begin our daily jaunts to Tulsa. She should be well rested to begin her protective vigil over NOL-NOC Estates.

Here is what was happening on the lake we live on when the tornadoes were ripping through Joplin, MO on May 22, 2011. Ron and I were napping through the whole thing. We knew nothing until our daughter in San Diego and my sister in Chicago called to tell us.
Not a very good picture, but this is Dixie with her baby resting in front of her, and Cole, (Polly's baby) nursing off Dixie. You think Cole might be a little greedy?

Monday, May 23, 2011


If you sign up to install a new program or join a website, do you read the "Terms of Service" or do you simply click "I Agree" and continue on?

(If you don't read these entire small-print disclosures, does it haunt you to think you may have unknowingly signed away your first born?)

Other posts from last week:




Saturday, May 21, 2011


This is our staging area just for Ron's medications, BP kit, Pulse ox and thermometer. I am quite sure I will be eligible to hang out a shingle soon as NURSE GRANNY ANNIE, Medical Assistant, if the patient doesn't decide to fire me first. That could happen soon because I'm pretty sure I heard him whispering something about "Nurse Ratched" the other day.

Friday, May 20, 2011


I have reached a place where I have two choices. Wear pants that are too large and falling down or wear pants that are a bit snug and uncomfortable. Don't you wonder what Jared did when he hit this place in his weight loss program. Fortunately I have saved clothes and have been able to size down accordingly until now. My 35 pound weight loss has left me at a limbo stage. Did I mention how happy I am with this problem? LOL

Thursday, May 19, 2011


Annie had a little goat
It's fleece was brown and black
When Annie found it in the pen
She almost had a heart attack!

Here are photos of our new arrival. We have named this newborn goat Cole to honor Ron's cancer doctor. We do not know yet if Cole is a boy or girl. The proud and devoted mother is Polly. Two more of our goats are pregnant but nothing is happening with them yet.

Yes Ron is home from the hospital and so far so good. He is not back to normal, but he is certainly feeling better than when they admitted him last Friday. Hopefully we will have a break from treatments and travel for at least a week.

Monday, May 16, 2011


How often do you fail to practice what you preach?

During our daily drives to Tulsa for Ron's treatment I look for ways to avoid boredom. This particular day I took my picture with the camera phone while driving. (Ron was very sound asleep at the time or he would have killed me.) I made the mistake of showing the picture to my daughter when she visited us at the hospital this week. (Yes, they have had to admit Ron to the hospital for bacteria in his blood and UTI. It seems with cancer treatments they have to come close to killing you before they cure you.) Anyway, when she arrived back at her home in Oklahoma City she sent me a text to let me know she arrived safely and it had her picture attached that she took while driving. Oh dear, I am a bad influence on my children. At least we both are wearing our seat belts.

I returned home last night to find a new baby goat in the pen. I was thinking Dixie would be the first to give birth but the baby is Polly's. What a lift in the day to be greeted by a new, cute, tiny baby goat. There might be more when I get home tonight. I will post photos soon and blog more once I get my Ron all fixed up and back home.

Monday, May 09, 2011


"The straw that broke the camel's back"

Have you had "last straw" experiences in your life?

One of my first bosses, a horrible man, yanked a document out of my typewriter that I was working on for another bank officer. I tried to complete the typing in the order it was received. My boss cursed me loudly and told me I had to do his work first. I got up, said "I quit" and walked out. Later that day the bank president called me at home and asked me to return and talk about the issue because "something wasn't handled properly" he said, and "you are a valuable employee." I ended up working for them several years launching a 32 year successful banking career.

Sunday, May 08, 2011


Beth is 15

Enjoying my Mother's Day as an Elizabeth and Remembering my precious mother Elizabeth, while celebrating my granddaughter Elizabeth on this her 15th Birthday:)

Thursday, May 05, 2011


Some of you know and some of you don't know that we are living with the Big "C" in our lives. It requires treatments of chemo and radiation five days a week and our commute is 170 miles round trip.

Ron and I both have experienced multiple illnesses from arthritis to broken bones, back problems, heart and lung disease. Yet this has to be the most frightening of all. You never know from one day to the next how you are going to feel. You go from bad to worse. The crazy thing about this is that the week before his cancer was discovered, Ron was feeling better than he had felt in a long time. The treatments are debilitating.

What is equally as bad as having cancer is looking at the multitudes around us that have cancer. There is no age discrimination. It strikes infant to elderly. I wait while Ron is in treatment and hear the stories of every form of cancer... brain, breast, bladder, testicular, skin, esophageal, ovarian, lung, lymph node, liver, stomach, kidney, etc. Pick a body part and someone will have experienced a cancer invasion there. The saddest story is when they add, "My cancer is not curable" and you are looking at a young mother with four year old twins.

Some are looking at 25 treatments, some at 55 treatments, some will finish a group of treatments then wait a couple of weeks and start another round of treatments.

I thought I had empathy for cancer patients, but until you have lived it as the patient or their advocate, you really don't get a sense of the toll it takes. Walking into the cancer treatment areas is mind blowing as you search for a seat in areas already packed with people waiting.

I have found that my magic wand is out of order and this stick I'm waving around just doesn't cut it.

Wednesday, May 04, 2011


Are you a Harlan Coben fan and have you read his series with Myron Bolitar? If so, have you read LIVE WIRE? I am reading it now and am shocked to learn of his brother Brad. I have inquired of my children and my sister who are also fans, and agree that they do not remember Myron ever having a brother mentioned in any of the other books. We would have sworn in a court of law that the character of Myron Bolitar was an only child. I am betting Ileana can answer this. If anyone else knows better, please advise.

Monday, May 02, 2011


Does this insignia and the quote beneath it have new meaning for you and how do you feel about all our men and women in uniform today?

Osama bin Laden, the mastermind behind the 9/11 attacks has finally been brought to justice.