tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16982291882392504772024-03-27T19:53:01.249-04:00Accidently Aging,Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.comBlogger599125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-43335816262184822622024-03-25T12:47:00.004-04:002024-03-25T12:47:42.356-04:00Easter Door Wreath<p><span style="font-size: large;"> I finally got around to adding my Easter stuff to my front door wreath. Sometimes I just put things off but I've been busy, y'all.. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I've gone through every shelf, drawer, closet you name it, I been through it. I have tossed out 2 garbage bags full of just junk. Why do we hang on to things that we can't use, don't want (but somebody gave me that, they might wonder where it went) etc. etc. etc. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">So, yes, I have been busy. And, in my dragging out I ran across a couple Easter items and added them to my wreath. I mean, Easter is one week away! But, I'll enjoy them that one week and perhaps anyone else passing my door will too. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPMGwRnLYS_ZtecwTHqv8msCcdbG6-vkdmG2JC-CM0wRpLLdB7IS-yPHTzUeqZc_LhI-FdV5mYd1ALP4KKP5Sm_zKfV_gUkglCSjHIfLmugWIqdr79b7TnuyLAjev15vy0Oy9-2C_-kXZarPfEX7nIE7HDLMA_XdoIAAzDPPO4QLT_YR1KzvUSif0jKSCK/s4032/20240325_120945.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPMGwRnLYS_ZtecwTHqv8msCcdbG6-vkdmG2JC-CM0wRpLLdB7IS-yPHTzUeqZc_LhI-FdV5mYd1ALP4KKP5Sm_zKfV_gUkglCSjHIfLmugWIqdr79b7TnuyLAjev15vy0Oy9-2C_-kXZarPfEX7nIE7HDLMA_XdoIAAzDPPO4QLT_YR1KzvUSif0jKSCK/w480-h640/20240325_120945.jpg" width="480" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">it was the lillies and the eggs that I added. Makes it look more Eastery. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">What are y'all doing for Easter? </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I'm not sure just yet. </span></div><br /><p></p>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-64814002519288812262024-03-24T09:39:00.007-04:002024-03-24T09:41:00.019-04:00Enjoying Our Surroundings <p><span style="font-size: large;"> It's cold this morning. We had a bunch of rain yesterday so it's not a good idea to plan on sitting on the balcony today. Wind has picked up, too. Makes for a miserable time. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I do enjoy my balcony. I love to sit there and watch all the things God has given us to enjoy. The other day I noticed a couple of Mallards on the pond. I think it is so odd that in most of nature the male outshines the female. But, as a human, and a woman I think we outshine the men!! Right, girls? </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9wm6kmGdYPAWEdv6RaG_GwduWyZOqBT7RmmiAJhnlRBVegYW4c_HHvNqD28urJV8F0rMQu5gh74szFtOqT84HsOsgUABc9TDbmgi4muVtWaHE-2QSNM5W40oVdfup4tt70z9tg32_54G9noss_28PAX8-SmYFMqzb2tdJ0TineQy6pDotbBJImxEi-ePu/s3249/IMG_3818-fotor-2024032492545.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3249" data-original-width="3013" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9wm6kmGdYPAWEdv6RaG_GwduWyZOqBT7RmmiAJhnlRBVegYW4c_HHvNqD28urJV8F0rMQu5gh74szFtOqT84HsOsgUABc9TDbmgi4muVtWaHE-2QSNM5W40oVdfup4tt70z9tg32_54G9noss_28PAX8-SmYFMqzb2tdJ0TineQy6pDotbBJImxEi-ePu/w594-h640/IMG_3818-fotor-2024032492545.jpg" width="594" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3OtZ0CLljkeoY2sizL60d5Nol2uGW7UysgtfH5dW8HMXCpBCXK-vPNE4VxWPHSBBz_TELfvGP_CBn9twOCwD883O1ohcXJ3fZrvUj_V76hX-ON12gnK5dMNEM2DUyuX5bpQ-jAkI2nVA5MMLX_jVEjgdXO1z843DKBZoSr-pjqjkJuGue_Zr19WIP3xt7/s2000/Duck%20(Mallard%20Duck)%20Centerbrooke%20(2)-fotor-2024032492953.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="2000" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3OtZ0CLljkeoY2sizL60d5Nol2uGW7UysgtfH5dW8HMXCpBCXK-vPNE4VxWPHSBBz_TELfvGP_CBn9twOCwD883O1ohcXJ3fZrvUj_V76hX-ON12gnK5dMNEM2DUyuX5bpQ-jAkI2nVA5MMLX_jVEjgdXO1z843DKBZoSr-pjqjkJuGue_Zr19WIP3xt7/w640-h480/Duck%20(Mallard%20Duck)%20Centerbrooke%20(2)-fotor-2024032492953.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p><span style="font-size: large;">Sometimes late in the afternoon, a black cat will come creeping out of the woods and sits on the bank of the pond to sun herself. I am not sure who she belongs to.. there is a church and a school on the other side of the woods so perhaps she is the rat catcher for those places. She'll sit there for ever so long and then she just casually strolls back through the trees and is gone until the next afternoon. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWLXMVjMX8ULQHixYe6EdeAouHrtCMTZ8Pwge70M9nYIiFDeE3swe6L9BWk07V5c4IIITsAWFNxm6_xt64lEBynZtEj2Q9EzQ6n7aTHk-B1y9S4sKIOOapH29Iu6HTKns7QP_5gApCz3Ggx_kKH6crKW8hdWOneJ0-I8Drw7uM8bOygnPRCsfwdIAunj-e/s4000/3-12-2024%20Centerbrooke-fotor-2024032492757.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2837" data-original-width="4000" height="454" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWLXMVjMX8ULQHixYe6EdeAouHrtCMTZ8Pwge70M9nYIiFDeE3swe6L9BWk07V5c4IIITsAWFNxm6_xt64lEBynZtEj2Q9EzQ6n7aTHk-B1y9S4sKIOOapH29Iu6HTKns7QP_5gApCz3Ggx_kKH6crKW8hdWOneJ0-I8Drw7uM8bOygnPRCsfwdIAunj-e/w640-h454/3-12-2024%20Centerbrooke-fotor-2024032492757.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p><span style="font-size: large;">I hope you all are having a wonderful Sunday. I hope your day is sunny and bright.... and warm! Take good care of yourselves. See you again soon. </span></p>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-2731627238009568112024-03-21T17:17:00.002-04:002024-03-21T17:19:41.568-04:00Choosing Healthy over not so Healthy<p><span style="font-size: large;"> I couldn't help but drool over these photos as I was scanning through some earlier pictures. I mean, who could resist these pastries! I am afraid I have a sweet tooth when it comes to certain things that I shouldn't eat. Is it because I shouldn't have them that gives me such a craving or am I just a nut for sugary things?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Who knows.... But, just look at these. Could you forego any of them? </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN_k_fAFfHlgBm2lZeg-kCh1YQURq7dA61YdeTw0ZubZ8ocQB4wOXehkCSux5BjJvqZsbLI2dy92VuXU3EZoOXTH3Dj4ghpgEHGIo1eviSeLFl_4WQEr5jRGcXyg-mH-cAlszvYpBvzeF0hX-2vCFNfyYabIGU8BZKn3BYT1xHJiRNXb1PXP84a1p6L6Xn/s1080/400445691_10225968502932737_8087660339586784566_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="810" data-original-width="1080" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN_k_fAFfHlgBm2lZeg-kCh1YQURq7dA61YdeTw0ZubZ8ocQB4wOXehkCSux5BjJvqZsbLI2dy92VuXU3EZoOXTH3Dj4ghpgEHGIo1eviSeLFl_4WQEr5jRGcXyg-mH-cAlszvYpBvzeF0hX-2vCFNfyYabIGU8BZKn3BYT1xHJiRNXb1PXP84a1p6L6Xn/w640-h480/400445691_10225968502932737_8087660339586784566_n.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWuWgmFR21GzbZj61sMTmDcufqpTp8EjEM6cB54Fo8MCjbjNZg3jDjY4R_Hi06ISzdxSIRRYWvSZh9M7qMystere8P5-M7hu7_CgjGwIzGGFMQPcRkR1YST3ZOINmGMl-MkoV_GlmafFVVJIin6s9VlP44WjmspZEkFVZSyPASX__BQ7kManrhPUcMBMrs/s960/400756169_10168756307930790_2201946756705280188_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWuWgmFR21GzbZj61sMTmDcufqpTp8EjEM6cB54Fo8MCjbjNZg3jDjY4R_Hi06ISzdxSIRRYWvSZh9M7qMystere8P5-M7hu7_CgjGwIzGGFMQPcRkR1YST3ZOINmGMl-MkoV_GlmafFVVJIin6s9VlP44WjmspZEkFVZSyPASX__BQ7kManrhPUcMBMrs/w480-h640/400756169_10168756307930790_2201946756705280188_n.jpg" width="480" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXAcntXu0c4FlszdicwXeKMuo3R9CiZRkiLh8K_2wvVmimA6iB5QMuHRrS4JMTeDjRUXWv3cQg1UqvVO3AVM_FVcihd3usgIzCOwd_UcSR-PVxhiCkcfdbjsMymeYFTaMLkUcekRkMEqACJWagDc8PXyKYYb9SpFceDVC36kQq0nYO0eusv1k9ltrUnrm0/s1080/402032273_10225968498452625_794954178199127926_n-fotor-20240318133056.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="712" data-original-width="1080" height="422" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXAcntXu0c4FlszdicwXeKMuo3R9CiZRkiLh8K_2wvVmimA6iB5QMuHRrS4JMTeDjRUXWv3cQg1UqvVO3AVM_FVcihd3usgIzCOwd_UcSR-PVxhiCkcfdbjsMymeYFTaMLkUcekRkMEqACJWagDc8PXyKYYb9SpFceDVC36kQq0nYO0eusv1k9ltrUnrm0/w640-h422/402032273_10225968498452625_794954178199127926_n-fotor-20240318133056.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">At least I ate something healthy last night. Tried a new recipe. I just don't know how food photographers make food look so good! Compare the pictures. First the one I discovered on facebook...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrJo5ZaD5XyIsM3QgWWCgAGjmawHRsvamEmG76_vxbSzzMP3u78Q14fZwMd7IhILn_KJtB2OFQ1Fpn59AB5__DGbw2Xp1nFWFjFefeOvyEh_ZY6n2r9hfGBnSbWbZM6KFFSHpZ9NV4LaNVl2Z5FsY8W0QNt3sdW9Mni_MuWpQt8ylHgUohAoe7sCDljJaQ/s800/Blackberry%20Chicken%20Salad.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="533" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrJo5ZaD5XyIsM3QgWWCgAGjmawHRsvamEmG76_vxbSzzMP3u78Q14fZwMd7IhILn_KJtB2OFQ1Fpn59AB5__DGbw2Xp1nFWFjFefeOvyEh_ZY6n2r9hfGBnSbWbZM6KFFSHpZ9NV4LaNVl2Z5FsY8W0QNt3sdW9Mni_MuWpQt8ylHgUohAoe7sCDljJaQ/w426-h640/Blackberry%20Chicken%20Salad.jpg" width="426" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Then here is mine. </span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhavuggVNS857xThJlr0DIXkYOs_zDTEqHjwKb9IbaNeUAsQwq54WNGvL9WzShjkzxvBIcnb9wEhUt_Q5rWzPXQXi11syZydW0VVrT93jpb7s3Z_yhfi8aunXS6pM2oWa7zbXqnRz3vLtdyqT-MGkKyd9rYDndGAcqxrES5Ufvc2i4qhioN8VNzhMEHWtUh/s5184/IMG_3837.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhavuggVNS857xThJlr0DIXkYOs_zDTEqHjwKb9IbaNeUAsQwq54WNGvL9WzShjkzxvBIcnb9wEhUt_Q5rWzPXQXi11syZydW0VVrT93jpb7s3Z_yhfi8aunXS6pM2oWa7zbXqnRz3vLtdyqT-MGkKyd9rYDndGAcqxrES5Ufvc2i4qhioN8VNzhMEHWtUh/w640-h480/IMG_3837.JPG" width="640" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">The pictures may not look the same but it was a very refreshing, tasty salad. I'll have to make it again sometime. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Oh, in case you are wondering. It's chicken, avocado slices, blackberries, strawberries, crispy-fried goat cheese, candied pecans on a bed of lettuce and drizzled with balsamic vinargrette. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-11515145049609630792024-03-19T09:19:00.011-04:002024-03-19T09:38:23.853-04:00Parties Galore!<p> <span style="font-size: large;">It's <b>Tuesday Morning</b>....</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Oh, I guess you already knew that. Just thought I'd say so if you didn't. hehe.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Things are going well. After all I've been through for the past 10 months I am feeling <u><b>MYSELF</b></u> again. Ready and raring to go! And, go I will... but darn... it's another doctor appt. This time it's a checkup with the oncologist. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">But, first I will stop in at the March Birthday Party going on at noon today in the Commons Room. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Sunday a small group met to celebrate St. Patrick's Day. We had all the Irish we could take. πThe corned beef, cabbage, sauerkraut to make a rueben if you wished. Irish potatoes. Pies galore. I made a big bowl of green beans and they were soon gone. We wore green and just had a grand ole time. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">A golden coin or two was hidden under the hats at each seating. If you got one .... you were<b><span style="color: #38761d;"> lucky</span></b>!! </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">You got on the clean up crew! π </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi19QfLsdlusoQVY21g2W_BoCBvl3hrQEQfSZ5BqlOYKGLkkA9I1todOMkPrsrg8k81tK5YcgV7h8AlHO-rPatug98Bi794jCE-pvvJkv43-Wm7XHvCn7VlbN_981jU8HU-eRRroaVRE52Wo5s8CPWBOlbRgsWZGLq4WhLc3Hvr4j67Og4G2PO4SaTJpqvd/s4032/20240317_153225%20st%20patricks%20day.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi19QfLsdlusoQVY21g2W_BoCBvl3hrQEQfSZ5BqlOYKGLkkA9I1todOMkPrsrg8k81tK5YcgV7h8AlHO-rPatug98Bi794jCE-pvvJkv43-Wm7XHvCn7VlbN_981jU8HU-eRRroaVRE52Wo5s8CPWBOlbRgsWZGLq4WhLc3Hvr4j67Og4G2PO4SaTJpqvd/w480-h640/20240317_153225%20st%20patricks%20day.jpg" width="480" /></span></a></div><br /><p> <span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;"><span> It's Spring!!</span><span><br /></span></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi8_lZurLqrlAmWUj5WZevf2DD9AkDp1bRC43sPfdSLbU4bXxLAIZ98RuLwpYmWkOnv0EhKg6_kNpxzS0dgr_SK2pENyJcvpr2quXF3G8eaEBSqeMqKovlac31uCanbd1dzB_dYdc0Ls18yjrTKSRLd3bzpkWPd9dnhFvOqSY1cZ1iNv_tBuxxEgBGC6I7/s576/springtime.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="576" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi8_lZurLqrlAmWUj5WZevf2DD9AkDp1bRC43sPfdSLbU4bXxLAIZ98RuLwpYmWkOnv0EhKg6_kNpxzS0dgr_SK2pENyJcvpr2quXF3G8eaEBSqeMqKovlac31uCanbd1dzB_dYdc0Ls18yjrTKSRLd3bzpkWPd9dnhFvOqSY1cZ1iNv_tBuxxEgBGC6I7/w400-h400/springtime.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Make it a happy one!</span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><span><br /></span><p></p>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-25868259880547622272024-03-17T12:04:00.006-04:002024-03-17T12:06:53.280-04:00St. Patrick's Day<p><span style="font-size: large;"> I always thought I was probably of Irish descent. Just felt it in my bones so in 1996 I went to Ireland. I felt right at home so my assumption must be correct!!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"> NOT...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Did my DNA and there's very little Irish in me. I'm mostly English with smatters of Scotch, German and maybe a drop of other things here and there. Well, durn!!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"> HOWEVER...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I still celebrate St. Patrick's Day. That wee bit of Irish blood in me (although it is centuries old) speaks loud and clear to this day. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"> <b> To all my Irish friends and those like me who think they are Irish..</b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiucCUFGn3YJxpMUqgIqR6vGB0S75ecbkyxjb_vZOGORzR6X-kEvFhRLo_w1LrAOb6y8B35w7u6OEQ9kgrwej8qw10rVUZm77lgHoXoek1jZC3Ko-CfshvmDM_kGngadd2K3EQORiluhmLtA4NmouzCpZqndz0SjYbfaJkgI9ptjFA6ZgImNR1fDharVY-7/s425/st%20patrick%20pixabay.webp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="340" data-original-width="425" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiucCUFGn3YJxpMUqgIqR6vGB0S75ecbkyxjb_vZOGORzR6X-kEvFhRLo_w1LrAOb6y8B35w7u6OEQ9kgrwej8qw10rVUZm77lgHoXoek1jZC3Ko-CfshvmDM_kGngadd2K3EQORiluhmLtA4NmouzCpZqndz0SjYbfaJkgI9ptjFA6ZgImNR1fDharVY-7/s320/st%20patrick%20pixabay.webp" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #04ff00;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #04ff00; font-size: x-large;"><b>Happy St. Patty's Day</b></span></div><p><br /></p>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-68099432003614673912024-03-16T13:10:00.002-04:002024-03-16T17:36:41.912-04:00Joy, Joy, Joy!<span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">It's been a good time, a fun time, a time of loving and learning....</span><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Susan and Owen (he's 30, 6'5" tall and has severe autism) spent some time with me this week. Owen doesn't travel well so he had not been down for 12-13 years. Of course, I'd go spend time with him and he kept asking his Mom, 'Go to Virginia. See Grandma'. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Yes indeed, Owen, and we had a wonderful visit. Not much picture taking but here one of him and his Mom taken elsewhere.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNV2ZzoWhVFDWuviRYxWv50L10Mu72tl0cXjif-jxyHtBmEmAh2OBuQ9RO2qo31A81TUjd5leaSD7kaR7NiVuhT8fc36IMxzLOU_vXkN_132YPL3svR7YOR76sj29TImBpdHorMECHwcvnJ-lPu2p7mh36zUQZEEGpkq621NHQXBduGT054k9LvZHrKUXD/s639/Susan;%20Owen%20(1).png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="426" data-original-width="639" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNV2ZzoWhVFDWuviRYxWv50L10Mu72tl0cXjif-jxyHtBmEmAh2OBuQ9RO2qo31A81TUjd5leaSD7kaR7NiVuhT8fc36IMxzLOU_vXkN_132YPL3svR7YOR76sj29TImBpdHorMECHwcvnJ-lPu2p7mh36zUQZEEGpkq621NHQXBduGT054k9LvZHrKUXD/w640-h426/Susan;%20Owen%20(1).png" width="640" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">He loved going to Sonic for cheese tater tots and strawberry milk shakes! The tater tots I could do without but those milk shakes are too good to pass up.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Too soon it was time for them to go. Shirley came down to say goodbye to them as well. Owen took my picture with my two sweet daughters.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTO0XGC3uuG5hgg4WwwkhDyX68qR_5-OrwQ1g7FiKoT23b61w9TnKMcKaSYRWigo6OBXcGfnwlzmKY6Oyesd2gvwbVH2ps_MNXrRCG8bTVoLwAxRryeEWCRy0MIcuEtp2rxjcMeTA2KF4zyR8s-D7FyDfKPoJMmiP3rICaRaoeGg6c_r4S1np5SHTgcWi0/s2119/20240313_133743002.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1589" data-original-width="2119" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTO0XGC3uuG5hgg4WwwkhDyX68qR_5-OrwQ1g7FiKoT23b61w9TnKMcKaSYRWigo6OBXcGfnwlzmKY6Oyesd2gvwbVH2ps_MNXrRCG8bTVoLwAxRryeEWCRy0MIcuEtp2rxjcMeTA2KF4zyR8s-D7FyDfKPoJMmiP3rICaRaoeGg6c_r4S1np5SHTgcWi0/w640-h480/20240313_133743002.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTtp2TDIQCNoKCWPuN_HbyfTFIsE1N3oE4Dbama29Afcv0O7HA-jXA1e8OTD9S6YeXIu2VXn038uKoVUPAC4Wj5CU9I-mNWFbETYQ-mhxxizeqkN-X9MgSLgccIABc6fZ_n1KiUIxY7HDjUkbP6G4BLJ1fcqRqFkWKiITFrDPhCvh7yDlZGhJT9b15nhQL/s1916/20240313_134017.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1916" data-original-width="1859" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTtp2TDIQCNoKCWPuN_HbyfTFIsE1N3oE4Dbama29Afcv0O7HA-jXA1e8OTD9S6YeXIu2VXn038uKoVUPAC4Wj5CU9I-mNWFbETYQ-mhxxizeqkN-X9MgSLgccIABc6fZ_n1KiUIxY7HDjUkbP6G4BLJ1fcqRqFkWKiITFrDPhCvh7yDlZGhJT9b15nhQL/w620-h640/20240313_134017.jpg" width="620" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">My week also included two doctor visits.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Had my 1 month 'after radiation' checkup and it went super. My next appointment in this clinic is not for 6 months!! Yippee</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I also had two Plantar's warts taken off my left foot. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Just a week filled with so many joys and I'd even list that foot surgery as a joy. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I'm just one happy camper. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Missed you guys. I'll try to catch up soon.</span> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-9308496297482128512024-03-07T11:55:00.002-05:002024-03-07T11:57:17.933-05:00Can't Beat An Old Country Store!<p><span style="font-family: georgia;"> <span style="font-size: large;">Sometimes GPSs are more trouble than they are worth!! </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">On Tuesday Shirley and I was trying to find a little country store about 15 miles from my apartment and I've never seen so many twists and turns on this little bitty narrow country road. There's no way I could ever find it on my own and the GPS wasn't too much help.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMRrA6aSHfY-I2vcwX5xV9gPxN104Wo2hkGtgPEKIEJPsUdoR5KGhgwVsVPQ97d9CHGITKfcP3PxQxCdO-Erv8_P4gPOxP161vUKD7DFpPd_xrJZhPEoT_YNk0_Mx0IP0qqDghHKMks3iOy0ZQ8QMWTL_Ktv0hdm8C43maLo_HD6fjt_gmexU3eBEwPHiU/s4000/unnamed%20(7).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMRrA6aSHfY-I2vcwX5xV9gPxN104Wo2hkGtgPEKIEJPsUdoR5KGhgwVsVPQ97d9CHGITKfcP3PxQxCdO-Erv8_P4gPOxP161vUKD7DFpPd_xrJZhPEoT_YNk0_Mx0IP0qqDghHKMks3iOy0ZQ8QMWTL_Ktv0hdm8C43maLo_HD6fjt_gmexU3eBEwPHiU/w300-h400/unnamed%20(7).jpg" width="300" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p>This place is well-known, lots of people go there. It's small, crowded, not a lot of space but crammed full of all sorts of things to eat. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I don't or won't cook much just for myself. So, I am always on the lookout for ready-to-eat stuff I can warm up. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I bought some home-grown sausage. Can't wait to try that. I sure hope it is good.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXFbQE5nwkEH3wLSxM_tCeVroGqZnC_4XM8QL1abPprPLpa0mdb0KAxjRcwnmaG74lwLbe5Rdd_lwV5FlTk9FvKK1vi3Jg5n0Kd5zBrQYvUabcwSXSPk_QS6_M-Z1Yq0zGIwYhF_eDG2hu0e6f6fN_3MhvMVfiDxARYaWGram2DzPVhp1rinQS3r2-8KDg/s4603/IMG_3785.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3640" data-original-width="4603" height="316" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXFbQE5nwkEH3wLSxM_tCeVroGqZnC_4XM8QL1abPprPLpa0mdb0KAxjRcwnmaG74lwLbe5Rdd_lwV5FlTk9FvKK1vi3Jg5n0Kd5zBrQYvUabcwSXSPk_QS6_M-Z1Yq0zGIwYhF_eDG2hu0e6f6fN_3MhvMVfiDxARYaWGram2DzPVhp1rinQS3r2-8KDg/w400-h316/IMG_3785.JPG" width="400" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p>I bought a home-made frozen chicken pot pie. Way too big for me but I have company coming!! </span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGYtW54KVQB1ekvgqlSFmmXP1zuwxZLjo5qFqDbUquDTwIWdRjVJWqIqpZuK_k2-JkyprZhPbCpneWw5XgG6mbVmTbupJNuGj_m8DrgNKMpP8IRpsBe-_p7_etsLTSv7P64JAI25vZXK8hT_-szFMIyKDhJJbRVtYPxeMLf8SLHhZpfoqf_Bwyzj_6-9fi/s4728/IMG_3788.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3692" data-original-width="4728" height="313" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGYtW54KVQB1ekvgqlSFmmXP1zuwxZLjo5qFqDbUquDTwIWdRjVJWqIqpZuK_k2-JkyprZhPbCpneWw5XgG6mbVmTbupJNuGj_m8DrgNKMpP8IRpsBe-_p7_etsLTSv7P64JAI25vZXK8hT_-szFMIyKDhJJbRVtYPxeMLf8SLHhZpfoqf_Bwyzj_6-9fi/w400-h313/IMG_3788.JPG" width="400" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I got some chicken salad which was pretty darn good. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">And, a dozen deviled eggs. Gee, it's nice to be able to just open the fridge and get one out when I want it. I didn't have to peel one single egg!! Yippee!</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_KcDRDbOJjI9VVuWCfAkt9-9j-xcRJ0xzCVSrRZeU46DiC74taETH5nOmjI2l37DxBCrlS8QtPi_ARPcKseR5v7KemTiUWyQRgdlET9gYVCeCnXoqCkvXibSNh0yhZESzxsnHKaPcydyca7JbHvS06TJBWv1o03DGlpjtWWSxtM9_OmB24CiKWxgjCZAN/s4817/IMG_3786.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3609" data-original-width="4817" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_KcDRDbOJjI9VVuWCfAkt9-9j-xcRJ0xzCVSrRZeU46DiC74taETH5nOmjI2l37DxBCrlS8QtPi_ARPcKseR5v7KemTiUWyQRgdlET9gYVCeCnXoqCkvXibSNh0yhZESzxsnHKaPcydyca7JbHvS06TJBWv1o03DGlpjtWWSxtM9_OmB24CiKWxgjCZAN/w400-h300/IMG_3786.JPG" width="400" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">And, I got Hoop Cheese.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOvUMiTunM7Wj3RToe18qBtDdicAnB6gz83sq0o7rjqXdAfrCzVw62iisPXij_yRH4lDe8yaZLbIvu9eqohkDgzyASc97Y8YIfKgNlK64yG_7Cf0bKBXW9yRohXUs6yqSD4BKaAIHsQHeNiiKGigR22YYwEfsuIswssG2BywRXMAd-ClKnq4zmJXbDE4sj/s4000/unnamed%20(3).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOvUMiTunM7Wj3RToe18qBtDdicAnB6gz83sq0o7rjqXdAfrCzVw62iisPXij_yRH4lDe8yaZLbIvu9eqohkDgzyASc97Y8YIfKgNlK64yG_7Cf0bKBXW9yRohXUs6yqSD4BKaAIHsQHeNiiKGigR22YYwEfsuIswssG2BywRXMAd-ClKnq4zmJXbDE4sj/w300-h400/unnamed%20(3).jpg" width="300" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">For those of you who don't know what hoop cheese is... <span style="background-color: white; color: #4d5156;">Hoop cheese is farmer made, not produced manufacturally and can be difficult to find </span><span style="background-color: #d3e3fd; color: #040c28;">because it has a short shelf life</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #4d5156;">. It used to be a common cheese product in the Southern United States in the early to mid 1900s. It's dark yellow, a bit chewy, stringy when heated. I was thrilled to see it and got 1/4 lb. should have gotten more. Had m</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #4d5156;">e some Hoop Cheese Toast this morning. Yummy.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWvXaOVGDDg2Pvt2XyjqFvRIWPVC1RrERy0Y8hIS1_bTPt1mq4ru9XFx6BeetWiFEkKpGbKEdSKT7WtpwKFoy9DIrBY8Z2srpRcrrF-WuBAaYuv-FHetvcNzyasLJeR8dyQtybMWJvOz8thHRuO81i899WWoVQI1SR1Zz09xAaKaro6QdDZuOpiSUIt6pY/s5184/IMG_3784.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWvXaOVGDDg2Pvt2XyjqFvRIWPVC1RrERy0Y8hIS1_bTPt1mq4ru9XFx6BeetWiFEkKpGbKEdSKT7WtpwKFoy9DIrBY8Z2srpRcrrF-WuBAaYuv-FHetvcNzyasLJeR8dyQtybMWJvOz8thHRuO81i899WWoVQI1SR1Zz09xAaKaro6QdDZuOpiSUIt6pY/w400-h300/IMG_3784.JPG" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #4d5156;"><br /></span></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #4d5156;">Now, there is a story behind my excitement in finding it. When I was a teenager, my mom and stepdad owned a dry cleaning establishment. When I would go with them for a day my stepdad would drive up to a nearby store and buy hoop chees</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #4d5156;">e and crackers plus stuff for us to make a sandwich for our lunch. I don't think I've had hoop cheese since that time. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #4d5156;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Seeing it in Darden's store was like walking back into my youth. </span></span></p>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-70822497820959628952024-03-05T11:53:00.007-05:002024-03-05T12:26:57.517-05:00Tea and Phil<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibIP_Kgs35qwx54qC6zX_T-IRg6AIIpXIKsT1fABWiI2_JLjAzLzqkcFnXe1uFSoXp498FIDsjdndUpv_R4BVyyEcf4zAeorwdb2kOBpqjDN00MZPlLrc3txx_mFrToifuNUXjuzjfagoWGrojCArYMIUPMDHWQZwQhPPZgGgC1cXI8E6E1g6YI46d69EQ/s4032/20240305_112438.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibIP_Kgs35qwx54qC6zX_T-IRg6AIIpXIKsT1fABWiI2_JLjAzLzqkcFnXe1uFSoXp498FIDsjdndUpv_R4BVyyEcf4zAeorwdb2kOBpqjDN00MZPlLrc3txx_mFrToifuNUXjuzjfagoWGrojCArYMIUPMDHWQZwQhPPZgGgC1cXI8E6E1g6YI46d69EQ/w480-h640/20240305_112438.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Overlock;"><p><span style="font-size: large;">Some time back I got this adorable box of assorted tea bags from a sweet friend. Never had seen anything like it! Each bag was triangular with a leaf attached to the end of the 'string'. Easy to lift out of a cup, that's for sure. </span></p></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">So, this morning I have been enjoying some jasmine tea. I really ought to be getting ready for an outing with daughter Shirley but here I sit in front of my computer telling you about my tea! Sometimes I surprise myself at how caught up I get with blogging, other times I am MIA. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">I have been enjoying a new season of 'Somebody Feed Phil' on Netflix. I love the cuisine of different countries and the interesting things Phil gets into... and how he fusses at his brother who is either a director or producer (anyway he's in the background) when brother Richard has him do ridiculous things, like don a warm suit to go into a pool when it's 1 degree temp outside. I find this entertaining and educational. Love being both. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">I tried a bit of a twist on my breakfast... oh darn... I didn't make a picture of it and it's long gone! But, I sliced up some gruyere cheese </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidj8lY6ywAnWV5FDJ9n379nCMirxdmz559ocNyBogK1mBsPKlCFN1LTmVeKB8kKtVMrBLQ_d6b7qA6JkWFwvbJNUWVErQZ1N0q9AeryWWOCN0S7gCUMDjScAY7VBT6SddNJ5hjjBf3zy_YAmA_Ppk2PavH_xj0XorOVxscCHoI7Ib68x3zlxlBHDjIIyuT/s880/DAI292.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="880" data-original-width="880" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidj8lY6ywAnWV5FDJ9n379nCMirxdmz559ocNyBogK1mBsPKlCFN1LTmVeKB8kKtVMrBLQ_d6b7qA6JkWFwvbJNUWVErQZ1N0q9AeryWWOCN0S7gCUMDjScAY7VBT6SddNJ5hjjBf3zy_YAmA_Ppk2PavH_xj0XorOVxscCHoI7Ib68x3zlxlBHDjIIyuT/s320/DAI292.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">and chopped onions into my scrambled egg. Added some dried basil and served it alongside some tomato salsa. Pretty tasty. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Now, I really must get up from here and get ready for my outing. She's gonna be here and waiting if I don't get off my butt. Can't have that happen. I think we are having lunch and then go to a farm market... I will remember to take pictures!! </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">You all have a fabulous day! Enjoy every second of it. I intend to. </span></p>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-44487072155767110112024-03-03T14:47:00.000-05:002024-03-03T14:47:24.005-05:00Life Is A Gift<p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"> Call me weird, call me crazy, whatever... but I follow the obituaries in my home town paper. I haven't lived there for 24 years and I am finding that just about everyone I knew back there are gone now. Sort of sets you back a bit, knowing they aren't here but you are. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">The other day I was scanning down the list of the departed and I got to noticing the ages. Yes, I know people are living longer these days but for some reason that particular day the ages were: 64 - 57- 72- 19 etc. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">And, it hit me. I could have been gone long ago so I have received a gift from God to live all these extra years! </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">I just wanted to share that little thought with you on this Sunday afternoon. We all are given gifts of life. Some are short, some are long. God makes that decision. It's how we use that life that is important. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">I just want to thank God for my life ...</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">and, man, I hope He doesn't have me on the check-out list anytime soon!!</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyC6BGtJQ3Ju5nKxnTJiPaTBk_xtDNCyS8xCM88pZBnO1VxKFubaHe0j24O8DjX9Cmp2xwfGZXH0MnDke0Ln1kjzdIyAKaIcnZNahyphenhyphen584kC2iCP6HIifN7vZ0rT48TMQ7S1Zh0itN9LP6c9C9waRUkfPbSqU8kFZkhWoNvFTYucXGRCC8Stj9v-tHxFwgq/s960/420213122_889169819878434_1644926518901075301_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyC6BGtJQ3Ju5nKxnTJiPaTBk_xtDNCyS8xCM88pZBnO1VxKFubaHe0j24O8DjX9Cmp2xwfGZXH0MnDke0Ln1kjzdIyAKaIcnZNahyphenhyphen584kC2iCP6HIifN7vZ0rT48TMQ7S1Zh0itN9LP6c9C9waRUkfPbSqU8kFZkhWoNvFTYucXGRCC8Stj9v-tHxFwgq/w320-h400/420213122_889169819878434_1644926518901075301_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-27717213276243329132024-03-02T12:42:00.008-05:002024-03-02T12:43:46.581-05:00The Golden Goose That Laid the Golden Egg<p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"> Mid-February we held our activity planning meeting and came up with a few great ideas for the residents here at The Commons at Centerbrooke to enjoy. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">This one lasts all month long and how cute it is!! A golden egg will be hidden each day. The resident who finds it gets a prize. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">I couldn't be happier that a good, good friend of mine found that golden egg on March 1st. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2q3SORnK4JNNk4Nga7QTSP_jlqSoTcv7hkZ8SnN1aNJBFiFaHoAfPKpZ3kZ3Y0ml2-zg3CNNBBvQwyo_NQiDF4aFanpWI6sJImg9CKuUUXNLfV-iP1WibEyqoP7ey8M_Cuu0pZuEgOO9DiLkVbAPbjbiVRo_VrX97ClNIZXzAv16y0Vy7HooE4AA_qn7T/s4032/unnamed.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2q3SORnK4JNNk4Nga7QTSP_jlqSoTcv7hkZ8SnN1aNJBFiFaHoAfPKpZ3kZ3Y0ml2-zg3CNNBBvQwyo_NQiDF4aFanpWI6sJImg9CKuUUXNLfV-iP1WibEyqoP7ey8M_Cuu0pZuEgOO9DiLkVbAPbjbiVRo_VrX97ClNIZXzAv16y0Vy7HooE4AA_qn7T/w480-h640/unnamed.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Her name is Evelyn. She's a retired nurse, a good Christian woman, a good friend and has such a sweet, giving heart. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">I got the biggest kick out of her gift to me on my birthday. It was a card with a fake million dollar bill inside. (along with some real money) 'cause she said I was worth a million dollars to her. Now isn't that the sweetest, and so clever! </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQZrfLYjv8xRbOumy2UjZyC_BR4Cit0sU_5mTAiTr-km4VH1b-yb4SP2U6yhPJXhvtltrXPSiLeo3fkQBuLz_k0qrmCnhyphenhyphennEkvkWr_6gHQh0FMlWCIGV-zo6lXyzE-2vS1NhGJ7WQ-0B2LNzVCdE0zlsa3w7B9z-p3w_qnhp0tAGcq3V6hY84K8W_8gOLr/s5184/IMG_3780.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5184" data-original-width="3888" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQZrfLYjv8xRbOumy2UjZyC_BR4Cit0sU_5mTAiTr-km4VH1b-yb4SP2U6yhPJXhvtltrXPSiLeo3fkQBuLz_k0qrmCnhyphenhyphennEkvkWr_6gHQh0FMlWCIGV-zo6lXyzE-2vS1NhGJ7WQ-0B2LNzVCdE0zlsa3w7B9z-p3w_qnhp0tAGcq3V6hY84K8W_8gOLr/w480-h640/IMG_3780.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">I have made such good friends since moving into this 55+ apartment complex. Don't see the younger ones much since they are off working or shopping or whatever it is younger folks do. I've forgotten what that is like!! But, those closer my age, now we have a good time. Yes, we complain about our aches and pains but we are there for each other through thick and thin. And, we know how to party when it's time to party!!</span><p></p><p><br /></p>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-69435290278609635072024-02-28T10:22:00.002-05:002024-02-28T10:23:51.199-05:00Oh, How The Wind Doeth Blow!<p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"> Oh boy, did the wind howl, and whistle and screech around the corner of my apartment last night! I lay in bed listening to it and trying to figure out what it reminded me of. An old movie with a bad winter storm, maybe. the time I was in a hurricane, a characture of Old Man Winter with icy breath coming from his mouth. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-rW-wKt8m-DN2Y88zyI-DtpjW7ex0kTmd6gHYxEoHSlW7BBp0_SjJqQjQLqW5LTK5XOg_6BZac53B-jvCfWeXL8y19xV7EK6TLeX0pZpuA5KAR1v_2bTv9kil_iCnbtALKbuHrvnPXWlGf3Bh5N1_MnqNqYKL7UhEJQOSWp_F-nB44mZxi2DqHa5Veo-U/s300/0da6561c3edb3e69d690a143e730d740.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="225" data-original-width="300" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-rW-wKt8m-DN2Y88zyI-DtpjW7ex0kTmd6gHYxEoHSlW7BBp0_SjJqQjQLqW5LTK5XOg_6BZac53B-jvCfWeXL8y19xV7EK6TLeX0pZpuA5KAR1v_2bTv9kil_iCnbtALKbuHrvnPXWlGf3Bh5N1_MnqNqYKL7UhEJQOSWp_F-nB44mZxi2DqHa5Veo-U/w320-h240/0da6561c3edb3e69d690a143e730d740.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Actually it wasn't that cold. But, I had fun with imagery while I listened to it.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">I went to lunch yesterday with 6 others from Centerbrooke. We are trying to start up our lunch bunch once again but this time we are on our own for transportation. We used to go by van but since Covid that van is sitting on the backlot, mold growing on it's rooftop, man, it needs a powerwash. And, a driver. But, we will do what we have to do to go out and have fun. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG4gmiB0TRxTj4jLJkgnExSHhK2uU0iDCnd7seHqYJqWI-LmCaH_442FYwo7kdlp0qxluE-L6mf4r_UyQqPpLjPmRLGyCwrRpO_LAE2g4msgX8opTWIigqRJWEYvrVEtAHH84nJtbAOhikxoHvJjZqWLBj9VMFr04eNxV5OBdHpzptW5djCswroHzj1kJY/s2048/417498774_10169034140930790_3539995687608044994_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1315" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG4gmiB0TRxTj4jLJkgnExSHhK2uU0iDCnd7seHqYJqWI-LmCaH_442FYwo7kdlp0qxluE-L6mf4r_UyQqPpLjPmRLGyCwrRpO_LAE2g4msgX8opTWIigqRJWEYvrVEtAHH84nJtbAOhikxoHvJjZqWLBj9VMFr04eNxV5OBdHpzptW5djCswroHzj1kJY/w410-h640/417498774_10169034140930790_3539995687608044994_n.jpg" width="410" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">I am so happy that I can now get out and do things. I missed that so much but at the time (my radiation and right after) I was most happy curled up in my bed either sleeping or streaming on my tablet. No motivation whatsoever. But, Old MoJo is back and I am raring to go. </span></p>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-22995921906758815092024-02-25T13:32:00.006-05:002024-02-25T13:34:03.844-05:00Reading and Eating<span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">My daughter Shirley loves Chic-fil-a ! She finds any excuse whatsoever to have lunch there. Since I moved to Suffolk (Virginia) in 2014, where the nearest Chic-fil-a was, she and I have eaten there too many times to count. </span><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik4gMGnCgkuMgkLgUwQEP0MyS1o_0JNAmYbJMguhX9mO96wT6KSKDEgBVvNDlHwRnX3ClGokLGu-9sHbjjvotCiBcMJPsKREBFQTNQxytUUNSeNMqhDmwELNlhUM-HrZUhyphenhyphenv958S7nYXsIwHIn1D5wF9FrVlAvqzQXccKBIaqg4vG4OYEJXhFzdGw1702G/s2638/5-28-2014%20Chicfila%20-%20Suffolk.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1820" data-original-width="2638" height="442" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik4gMGnCgkuMgkLgUwQEP0MyS1o_0JNAmYbJMguhX9mO96wT6KSKDEgBVvNDlHwRnX3ClGokLGu-9sHbjjvotCiBcMJPsKREBFQTNQxytUUNSeNMqhDmwELNlhUM-HrZUhyphenhyphenv958S7nYXsIwHIn1D5wF9FrVlAvqzQXccKBIaqg4vG4OYEJXhFzdGw1702G/w640-h442/5-28-2014%20Chicfila%20-%20Suffolk.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">In fact, she's made her love of that place so well known that her husband was teasing her about it one day. He told her that when she died he was going to have her cremated and then he was going to sprinkle her ashes just outside Chic-fil-a's door. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9v0e0VldD2PDJ3RKEeYpNEBI2j3f5OAUs13YLCSBgxAP99uYr9cpL7lWBxo3k3R7MI0JZZWtKik8q0uwT2u12u-W3GzPyE6_4baScK4_vzRU5LOkEu4oL__TsARsagSymA2qifX_3x2Ho04IUPBpXqqvjEqppTYjgTscN4QLqTdhTFyKywPZ_3Knhxv3Y/s2176/2-14-2020%20Suffolk%20-%20Chicfila.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2176" data-original-width="1647" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9v0e0VldD2PDJ3RKEeYpNEBI2j3f5OAUs13YLCSBgxAP99uYr9cpL7lWBxo3k3R7MI0JZZWtKik8q0uwT2u12u-W3GzPyE6_4baScK4_vzRU5LOkEu4oL__TsARsagSymA2qifX_3x2Ho04IUPBpXqqvjEqppTYjgTscN4QLqTdhTFyKywPZ_3Knhxv3Y/w484-h640/2-14-2020%20Suffolk%20-%20Chicfila.jpg" width="484" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Right in the beginning there was this one waitress that caught our eye. An older lady, short in stature, long hair pulled up into a bun, friendly, always helpful. We tried to get in her line so she'd take our order each time. </span></div><div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Sometimes she'd come by our table and chat a brief spell. One day she said she was a writer. I am,too, so that gave us a topic to talk about for sure. Seems she has 19 published books on the market, those sweet little romance novels that are easy reading and so enjoyable. Her name is Nan O'Berry. And, her books are on Amazon (just in case you need something to read these days π I just finished this one and found it delightful. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzWDoDCKqtTmgaRe6cnDFsHvuj7SDZBX0l41grFa1mOFucIuJxXGZiy9lxVHO5yP8kpLhBveDLWy1xxJXbR7EVrWJU9kFpSJ4Mu0pRCrRzsk5vONbZOBK9oB8OezhuWewl7re29RmBKLaswb_DOuGLDqgvnjxgFZO1GVuzGAi5E-gT-4mCBStBNXrpgIZs/s466/81MTpHgvHrL._SY466_.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="466" data-original-width="291" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzWDoDCKqtTmgaRe6cnDFsHvuj7SDZBX0l41grFa1mOFucIuJxXGZiy9lxVHO5yP8kpLhBveDLWy1xxJXbR7EVrWJU9kFpSJ4Mu0pRCrRzsk5vONbZOBK9oB8OezhuWewl7re29RmBKLaswb_DOuGLDqgvnjxgFZO1GVuzGAi5E-gT-4mCBStBNXrpgIZs/s320/81MTpHgvHrL._SY466_.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-65052285847822832282024-02-21T15:59:00.001-05:002024-02-21T16:13:05.243-05:00Breakfast Time<p> <span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">It's Wednesday. Time to check in with everyone. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">The first thing on my mind is a poll taken of the best breakfast places to eat. This was from 'It's a Southern Thing' on facebook. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyKqw4fQy5H-zHbjySyFUmQ225BKvvyfxBvdnaLkumakqiNNlLpMD9ufCGSKr21o5UFJ1tYuop7-TB_GQE5BPhAc-3J-jmJbSG05zUhJgWdJgGwebAHwWf2CXaVmoNfRv1uYcGBUhtjhiWXVl5rzn5bapoXVK6hHWsX3dlXJU5pSczqBzMi2V-s54d4ae7/s4127/egg%20-%20avocado%20toast.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2972" data-original-width="4127" height="288" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyKqw4fQy5H-zHbjySyFUmQ225BKvvyfxBvdnaLkumakqiNNlLpMD9ufCGSKr21o5UFJ1tYuop7-TB_GQE5BPhAc-3J-jmJbSG05zUhJgWdJgGwebAHwWf2CXaVmoNfRv1uYcGBUhtjhiWXVl5rzn5bapoXVK6hHWsX3dlXJU5pSczqBzMi2V-s54d4ae7/w400-h288/egg%20-%20avocado%20toast.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Overlock;"><p><span style="font-size: large;">I enjoy breakfast a LOT... Like every other meal, I want a good one, one that's tasty, filling and fun. </span></p></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">I thought I'd check out how that poll went ... to see if it measured up to my standards... </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><span style="color: red;">#9</span> <b>Arby's </b>(now, I've never had breakfast in Arbys so I can't judge. Love their roast beef sandwiches though (with plenty of horseradish sauce).</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><span style="color: red;">#8</span> <b>Wendy's</b>. I like their home fries but I can't even remember what the rest of the meal tasted like so it must not have been too impressive.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><span style="color: red;">#7 </span><b>WhatA Burger</b>. I've never eaten at a WhataBurger, they don't have them in my neck of the woods. I have to take their word for it that they have a decent breakfast.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><span style="color: red;">#6 </span> <b>Krystals</b> .. Does Krystals still exist? Haven't seen one in ages but when I much younger I loved their little burgers.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><span style="color: red;">#5 </span><b>Bojangles</b>... There's a Bojangles 2 blocks from my apartment. I am quite taken with their morning fare and believe that they deserved to be swapped for #4 or maybe #2.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><span style="color: red;">#4 <b> </b></span><b>Burger King</b>... I would walk 5 miles in the snow, barefoot,all uphill for a Whopper but when I have ordered breakfast from BK, I thought it was awful.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><span style="color: red;">#3</span> <b>Hardees</b>... This place has been my go-to place for sausage biscuit for years and there is one about 4 blocks from my apartment. If they have a good biscuit maker, they can't be beat.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><span style="color: red;">#2 </span><b>McDonalds.</b>.. wonder how it got that rating?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><span style="color: red;">#1</span> <b>Chic-fil-A.</b>.. I enjoy their little chicken biscuits but I would not give it #1 for breakfast. It's true that this chain knows how to do chicken and their chic-fil-a sauce, I could swim in it! The fast service is par none. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">What's your favorite place to eat breakfast? </span></p>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-71181847182113922192024-02-19T15:59:00.008-05:002024-02-19T17:31:19.773-05:00Friends and Other Important Things<p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"> <a href="http://abreathoffreshair-mary.blogdspot.com">Mary</a> a friend from over at A Breath Of Fresh Air, said in my comment section that we cancer survivors must stick together ... 'cause we have a lot of living to do, places to go and chocolate to eat. Mary, I agree wholeheartly. Be sure to click on Mary and visit her if you don't already. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">My sweet Susan got me a box of truffles for Valentines.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidClF3KeXhLaIkFtRbhEk5cwbrwxQ6QFve7x8Q80E9r9Zmry83Dx9wSnQJ8-ivZrwDQ8NYeDeB3AXLRqNas2s_PWbyfVmYALLKiMdMikkljk3ofGCraJazQLP7UuXcneo0mQVCTmwY_ktiw7aw-LX6ccCc7-jBJVudMkNEinfMip9D55WwanT50QHtMOHH/s3972/IMG_3778.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3972" data-original-width="3888" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidClF3KeXhLaIkFtRbhEk5cwbrwxQ6QFve7x8Q80E9r9Zmry83Dx9wSnQJ8-ivZrwDQ8NYeDeB3AXLRqNas2s_PWbyfVmYALLKiMdMikkljk3ofGCraJazQLP7UuXcneo0mQVCTmwY_ktiw7aw-LX6ccCc7-jBJVudMkNEinfMip9D55WwanT50QHtMOHH/w626-h640/IMG_3778.JPG" width="626" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">As you can see, they are long gone! </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjweG2GPwIxstKubDIZbC_q2WsL_AaCV8f3QvuAyE2hCN4hmbTIYmR7jUAQnypdVaIBNS1QXUDrmFI9P_TlfpCxO8mLMr4Gl73wKTaIco9pQgOo6MoG2D_ww3MplGFAJqHfNop06JmHBolHLMrKMYSV_3K9ny-KgHT_QC2HcAfkkWkvlFYQCS9E4EShtI6i/s3888/IMG_3779.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3205" data-original-width="3888" height="528" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjweG2GPwIxstKubDIZbC_q2WsL_AaCV8f3QvuAyE2hCN4hmbTIYmR7jUAQnypdVaIBNS1QXUDrmFI9P_TlfpCxO8mLMr4Gl73wKTaIco9pQgOo6MoG2D_ww3MplGFAJqHfNop06JmHBolHLMrKMYSV_3K9ny-KgHT_QC2HcAfkkWkvlFYQCS9E4EShtI6i/w640-h528/IMG_3779.JPG" width="640" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Speaking of cancer... I know that several of my blogging buddies have come face to face with that awful fear of the big C. Each story is different 'cause we are so different. Glad everyone is still around, going places, eating chocolates.... Love you guys so much.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaBMU1xmzjp074TaA3dmjoF0kJV_tmlYPqvHkYbC9WbggEvS-G-KtLh9bBmvRxwVL22DUSbxs-87ZgRQ25nyeCgnfXWFPb8GvGFnfAvzmWIzm1YAe21HC2e_uWTYrHfAEvVCIJc7a-WlY6lOfR4-QjUgAsscvkOdlpU6DtHvn9Sb4S8awnQ9qXUxPA88TO/s950/line%20-%20heart.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="253" data-original-width="950" height="85" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaBMU1xmzjp074TaA3dmjoF0kJV_tmlYPqvHkYbC9WbggEvS-G-KtLh9bBmvRxwVL22DUSbxs-87ZgRQ25nyeCgnfXWFPb8GvGFnfAvzmWIzm1YAe21HC2e_uWTYrHfAEvVCIJc7a-WlY6lOfR4-QjUgAsscvkOdlpU6DtHvn9Sb4S8awnQ9qXUxPA88TO/s320/line%20-%20heart.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">I guess I figured that since I was finished with radiation, I could put it behind me. Forgot the doctor said that after the treatments were over, it would get worse before it got better. So, with Susan here I did too much. She left and I still thought I could come and go as I pleased. And, I flat crashed. I am like a balloon, full of hot air and flying high and all of a sudden a pin pokes me and I look like this!! </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGtIwgHTICdICbSpGzmqP_HZdEih0mrbLqlE8Sp2ImGOxFBqOGBlTiagvf_ua0E3nRa_Ra3JJVI4zz5GOMxJDdjj60-MTFxZKuSUe7hyphenhyphenKTUspWdRMGtCtuq3hxJ3X1rx2EeERHYRYSvzo6hm46Wam3pg1ht8EY0Ch954WGPL8fgfFTyjAXMgYQ2LOK6bbC/s612/istockphoto-488406502-612x612.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="408" data-original-width="612" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGtIwgHTICdICbSpGzmqP_HZdEih0mrbLqlE8Sp2ImGOxFBqOGBlTiagvf_ua0E3nRa_Ra3JJVI4zz5GOMxJDdjj60-MTFxZKuSUe7hyphenhyphenKTUspWdRMGtCtuq3hxJ3X1rx2EeERHYRYSvzo6hm46Wam3pg1ht8EY0Ch954WGPL8fgfFTyjAXMgYQ2LOK6bbC/s320/istockphoto-488406502-612x612.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVCcBQr-C8jQ1b4KVF365DQLn-4IxaOhM_TiaT8qZzKuQQ-qdyQwzjqGUqEnoiDDy7NEH6I26egkr9xsU2UCeIqb3FIXugbnNV-_jBexVeqaePjwQ173-rZNkG5RdNlJM1_0SxLTdrbb3ANRZ4k7j9Gc1mJq4RH3hyphenhyphenLC4gnaTieqyPEfkgGkXGUEMfry2h/s512/friends.gif.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="465" data-original-width="512" height="291" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVCcBQr-C8jQ1b4KVF365DQLn-4IxaOhM_TiaT8qZzKuQQ-qdyQwzjqGUqEnoiDDy7NEH6I26egkr9xsU2UCeIqb3FIXugbnNV-_jBexVeqaePjwQ173-rZNkG5RdNlJM1_0SxLTdrbb3ANRZ4k7j9Gc1mJq4RH3hyphenhyphenLC4gnaTieqyPEfkgGkXGUEMfry2h/s320/friends.gif.gif" width="320" /></span></a></div><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">I have a new follower named Sandy. I am always so excited when I get a new follower. We used to be able to link to a new follower but most are not allowing that now. Another product of the nasties out in the world. So,<b><span style="color: #800180;"> Sandy... hi. </span></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">I recently finished reading <b>'The Waters'</b> by Campbell. Susan gave it to me to enjoy while I was 'lying low'. She said the reviews had been good but then someone said it was weird so that scared her a bit. Would Mama like it? </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyPZR4kql8-cqPM_gJ4LwRxoLsmcerFusK_i_a1C1qmj-AHAJYm6ysjAlzBFgwe_EIk-iuQbcJQo_PKiVnSHyaqpb_oLQIbjosGbx4TBiVA-Zdh3XE_7K6EYiyLLyt1-BqRLaxcwDkX709_cLvsTupV2eUGluY2SraZP4RlUohyphenhyphenYdvOlT0yKoINDpZdrVu/s445/51vUkUKqdwL._SY445_SX342_.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="445" data-original-width="296" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyPZR4kql8-cqPM_gJ4LwRxoLsmcerFusK_i_a1C1qmj-AHAJYm6ysjAlzBFgwe_EIk-iuQbcJQo_PKiVnSHyaqpb_oLQIbjosGbx4TBiVA-Zdh3XE_7K6EYiyLLyt1-BqRLaxcwDkX709_cLvsTupV2eUGluY2SraZP4RlUohyphenhyphenYdvOlT0yKoINDpZdrVu/s320/51vUkUKqdwL._SY445_SX342_.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Overlock;"><p><span style="font-size: large;">Well,Mama did like it. Yes,it was different, a bit weird! But,it was well written and held me in the page-turning mode especially toward the end. </span></p></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"> I hope you all have a wonderful week. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Hugs,<i> Latane</i></span></p><p><br /></p>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-49603466772855259722024-02-16T16:30:00.010-05:002024-02-16T17:34:17.557-05:00A Little Valentine's Day Fun<span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Shirley has been doing a muffin morning for my fellow residents here at Centerbrooke for over a year. Once a month, 2nd Wednesday. She brings all sorts of homebaked muffins and other goodies and we visit and have a great time.</span><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">And, wouldn't you know it.... <span style="color: #cc0000;"><b>Valentine's Day</b></span> fell on the 2nd Wednesday this year! And, she went all out, made a big to-do out of it and it was just so much fun. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwRcYUr5ska6L21kF16-mJCI31dCm1WhnvgyyQJdRZXrKYEYMgPHpXkhsnbI8wuqhXx-VjdDR_p2F1Njtj4jPwtxOXF0_eu_6wqVAAQsVTM_FCqNcu4YwJXVzA5jD3GEJQtatFig1xk2c4DhjQbWNQLXkSkPTv6vcd0Rosr0Jrn0saU4bwppYxzKE0_1fJ/s960/426442727_10169000519565790_7388485958910308739_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwRcYUr5ska6L21kF16-mJCI31dCm1WhnvgyyQJdRZXrKYEYMgPHpXkhsnbI8wuqhXx-VjdDR_p2F1Njtj4jPwtxOXF0_eu_6wqVAAQsVTM_FCqNcu4YwJXVzA5jD3GEJQtatFig1xk2c4DhjQbWNQLXkSkPTv6vcd0Rosr0Jrn0saU4bwppYxzKE0_1fJ/w480-h640/426442727_10169000519565790_7388485958910308739_n.jpg" width="480" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Susan had arrived the day before so she helped her sister host. I just enjoyed having my girls here for that event. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJQP9GkxSDzsYYdtF1HbVUSucO2ILlNcfIUn-ZVLuoUAEsJtaYr53C5TrVXSPj3GPiw9fWHS5wQkfhmJDw3E6hbAdd0MOMuO0VgMhG_O9andnBH0on5zJVb4CFf5SSdXnatATnIawv2uH1FWuzDhwehAIZJ9Tu1BI1SQ-ZZkjmXwm52M_t1RJlaXjSVIo0/s3587/20240214_100918.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2690" data-original-width="3587" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJQP9GkxSDzsYYdtF1HbVUSucO2ILlNcfIUn-ZVLuoUAEsJtaYr53C5TrVXSPj3GPiw9fWHS5wQkfhmJDw3E6hbAdd0MOMuO0VgMhG_O9andnBH0on5zJVb4CFf5SSdXnatATnIawv2uH1FWuzDhwehAIZJ9Tu1BI1SQ-ZZkjmXwm52M_t1RJlaXjSVIo0/w640-h480/20240214_100918.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Of course, the muffins were gobbled right up as well as the brownies and cinnamon buns. There was red Valentine punch served in clear plastic glasses with sipping straws that were encircled in pastel stripes. Pretty balloons decorated the tables. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIeOo3iHqQmG0Z0XhHkC8Zm2k4mqHK8ZJFjLisuN85vRcY0jG4aYT0L5B-8KmKmDB21MU7SaTpMdcubwLdhBxpC16p9sGOxJ5FjWBE19dTzoMXCtX5vDubDXFQz0DbzYEaCtMClweYwVkBlU_Burm4Pni15s6bpIkJhX_PS1Ng3zL-Khi8VZbtlhlTh1L5/s4032/20240214_101404.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIeOo3iHqQmG0Z0XhHkC8Zm2k4mqHK8ZJFjLisuN85vRcY0jG4aYT0L5B-8KmKmDB21MU7SaTpMdcubwLdhBxpC16p9sGOxJ5FjWBE19dTzoMXCtX5vDubDXFQz0DbzYEaCtMClweYwVkBlU_Burm4Pni15s6bpIkJhX_PS1Ng3zL-Khi8VZbtlhlTh1L5/w640-h480/20240214_101404.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">We all brought Valentines to exchange, doing it like we used to in grade school. Each of us had a decorated bag and we went up and delivered our valentines to everyone's bag. No one was left out. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDRY6R7nEtI-VW5WLdDCXi8UJ_HbqqUX9ZSjF-W6SOrKkHvD8HLioPcoD6Uo-9vjrU2vHC-GLtMaz1lpilMyn2SjSxz4QZn7bZgBwZLr_ruNs8FfzpHpAcrrar-l3ZfwssmfD1MOavg1VsKtLj2Xzl-a1uwXf7AUkpEVr7gya3dGzfSM6bER6fC1-ai0Mq/s1714/417480692_10169000520455790_2630067539045096611_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1714" data-original-width="1372" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDRY6R7nEtI-VW5WLdDCXi8UJ_HbqqUX9ZSjF-W6SOrKkHvD8HLioPcoD6Uo-9vjrU2vHC-GLtMaz1lpilMyn2SjSxz4QZn7bZgBwZLr_ruNs8FfzpHpAcrrar-l3ZfwssmfD1MOavg1VsKtLj2Xzl-a1uwXf7AUkpEVr7gya3dGzfSM6bER6fC1-ai0Mq/w512-h640/417480692_10169000520455790_2630067539045096611_n.jpg" width="512" /></span></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">And, we guessed how many candy hearts was in a jar... Boy, was I off on that one. I said 75 and it was 125. One of the gals (a former professor from a local university) tried to hold the jar up and count them. She thought she had that thing won.<b> <u>NOPE.</u></b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">And, we played bingo with chic-fil-la gift cards as prizes. Some of our residents go nuts over playing bingo! I like it well enough that I play it on an app on my Kindle often. But, no gift cards for me when I do that! π</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">When that was over, we girls (me, Shirley and Susan) were going to a local restaurant to celebrate the end of my radiation. Got there and it was closed.The next restaurant we tried was also closed. So, we drove over to the next town to a place called 'Taste of Smithfield'. And, lo and behold... what we ordered couldn't be fixed.... their grill was down. So, we just changed our order, enjoyed our lunch and headed home. What a day!! </span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-208421652540988302024-02-15T14:39:00.004-05:002024-02-15T14:39:36.010-05:00Surprise, Surprise, Surprise!!!<p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"> Oh my gosh! </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Guess you have been wondering where I have been!! Well, let me tell you. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Susan, my baby daughter, had been planning to come down sometime during my radiation but nothing was set in stone. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Monday was the next to last day treatment so as usual Shirley and I go to lunch first. We lollygag around longer than I thought we should but finally we head toward the restaurant exit. Somebody opens the door for us. I go through, intend on getting to the car and don't even acknowledge the kind person opening the door. Guess it 'ticked' them off I was so thoughtless and they stepped out in front of me. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">It was my Susan! She'd flown down to surprise me and be here to help me for a few days. Well, as I usually do when startled, I blurted out 'Well Sh-t!' I was so surprised and so happy.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">So, she has been with me for several days, just left headed back to New York. She was such a huge joy, a huge help, and huge bunch of love! I hated to see her go.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">That was Monday....</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Tuesday was my last day of treatment and Susan took me. Here I am celebrating afterward. I've already kicked my shoes off and I am ready to get back to 'normal'. Instead of ringing a bell like they do for chemo completion, the radiation department gave me a tea mug filled with candy and a smiley face balloon. Those girls are just so sweet.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3dm0TkRpUvQRmR1IBVLksNmAc7mDMZxcoEQBCYDdlfHYMD_MAew8h-i333VfvraRJ8DwwMYmrplI24Xplf87FekuqRaA80uXTl8kJNCA3v47THMRojiIoKEFPyWyUhyphenhyphen8iFU8tyPAunTwJkIAZM4_TbheGq_EWHpXzZxBt36ND_kLEg_0XD8yZwxJyvKuS/s1600/IMG_1641.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3dm0TkRpUvQRmR1IBVLksNmAc7mDMZxcoEQBCYDdlfHYMD_MAew8h-i333VfvraRJ8DwwMYmrplI24Xplf87FekuqRaA80uXTl8kJNCA3v47THMRojiIoKEFPyWyUhyphenhyphen8iFU8tyPAunTwJkIAZM4_TbheGq_EWHpXzZxBt36ND_kLEg_0XD8yZwxJyvKuS/w480-h640/IMG_1641.jpg" width="480" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">It's over! It's done with and I am raring to go, do something exciting, different, fun. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">The doc did say, though, that it will take a month to 6 weeks for me to get my strength back. I don't think I want to wait that long... </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">hmmm.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">wonder what I can do in the meantime? </span></div><br /><p><br /></p>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-66537011560378918742024-02-09T17:56:00.003-05:002024-02-15T14:14:14.139-05:00Chili Night <p><span style="font-family: Overlock;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;">Last night we had a chili cook-off! I think we had five different kinds of chili with all the fixings so I ate way too much.</span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNgbqew5_p_tGN9zRDJhwqK2HoEUY32CAc0pBs5mok1zXnAhnRA-9eAa6__J85hY77FC_mMTKX1vSBvjuAXBhRGtjqggFWB-_qgBaBEgy7KbKtUWG5dOv_6HQawOipxXSiVZkoePvN-Bp_OU6-JVymH_NZnS2SbtnoPnDEHZ5d79BvlW7d-kFvb71fdGRE/s960/426600712_10168985601580790_1529362536482531785_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNgbqew5_p_tGN9zRDJhwqK2HoEUY32CAc0pBs5mok1zXnAhnRA-9eAa6__J85hY77FC_mMTKX1vSBvjuAXBhRGtjqggFWB-_qgBaBEgy7KbKtUWG5dOv_6HQawOipxXSiVZkoePvN-Bp_OU6-JVymH_NZnS2SbtnoPnDEHZ5d79BvlW7d-kFvb71fdGRE/w480-h640/426600712_10168985601580790_1529362536482531785_n.jpg" width="480" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Shirley organized the event for us so it had more 'going on' than just eating. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">First of all, everyone was given a 'tasting' of each chili. Then we had to vote on the one we liked the best. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisg8act3DOLlL2j0kKgBk13nY1eOPeJ-EayH0xJVYiMYF6e8JsaBdJOLu-oRnx8nf4D_S9ilWN87liuLwgkZqSiCGTkFoPAQQbMUxfCfxf_aosi50JZABpdlH_ZoBBX4aZO1C1BQ1HNsFHdwCfP4PPNc8Oxjx5SeJwQLQtq6P08VWCMeEj24mrUTCOPUkY/s960/426635923_10168985601650790_5109812074060839049_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="817" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisg8act3DOLlL2j0kKgBk13nY1eOPeJ-EayH0xJVYiMYF6e8JsaBdJOLu-oRnx8nf4D_S9ilWN87liuLwgkZqSiCGTkFoPAQQbMUxfCfxf_aosi50JZABpdlH_ZoBBX4aZO1C1BQ1HNsFHdwCfP4PPNc8Oxjx5SeJwQLQtq6P08VWCMeEj24mrUTCOPUkY/w544-h640/426635923_10168985601650790_5109812074060839049_n.jpg" width="544" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">A trophy was awarded to the winner and then we all lined up, got a big bowl of the hot stuff topped with whatever toppings we wanted and we ate and ate and ate.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid7oPuN1Mup-XY-uRCuzU_cx-LKxlY053rWNwti3fPXFPhYRXLcY7ZGw0i-x45tlHUP0A_UOimVnlF-9bWi-Cr7tv5sy3utwDDSY0ZSNL24tysS-j2Ubd7yYlXTHQ2MK-Ho5mBhyeJtLj_Kw_WRPwCwwXS_PmVy37uPKeroip9p6SQ1L9cM12R_siJ44SO/s2048/417419467_10168985605870790_7172640623805401584_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid7oPuN1Mup-XY-uRCuzU_cx-LKxlY053rWNwti3fPXFPhYRXLcY7ZGw0i-x45tlHUP0A_UOimVnlF-9bWi-Cr7tv5sy3utwDDSY0ZSNL24tysS-j2Ubd7yYlXTHQ2MK-Ho5mBhyeJtLj_Kw_WRPwCwwXS_PmVy37uPKeroip9p6SQ1L9cM12R_siJ44SO/w480-h640/417419467_10168985605870790_7172640623805401584_n.jpg" width="480" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">The door prize was won by one of the guys. He was certain that his chili was going to win so getting a door prize wasn't in his plans. But, there were a couple of crockpots full of chili that were better than his. It's funny to see an old man pout like a little boy!! ha ha. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Since Shirley was taking me to my radiation treatment today, we had a 'sleep over'. No sense in her driving home (35 miles away) only to turn around and come back when she woke up. We enjoyed our time and this morning I saw a big bird land in a tree opposite my apartment. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Shirley was hot on it's trail. She's a bird girl for sure. Soon found it along with another one on the same branch and she snapped some photos for us to have. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC-LovM1NqNg0T3AhM-aPoiHCmkIz0VsfYyn7h11YkqDDsYv-PXdjsuNwgLdJ1WtkQSrHRAjbcf_zOUFlJtjxiIfjmC4LRdWammLlt5t8E2DetbnX4mmzr066VXFLodFb7Or2boZaP2NesphNKEFsuXKF4kdKXWlP0udD6V0DF-sZQXqrDEpxqEkSFynd9/s960/417423595_10168986871170790_8541533958291163143_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="821" data-original-width="960" height="548" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC-LovM1NqNg0T3AhM-aPoiHCmkIz0VsfYyn7h11YkqDDsYv-PXdjsuNwgLdJ1WtkQSrHRAjbcf_zOUFlJtjxiIfjmC4LRdWammLlt5t8E2DetbnX4mmzr066VXFLodFb7Or2boZaP2NesphNKEFsuXKF4kdKXWlP0udD6V0DF-sZQXqrDEpxqEkSFynd9/w640-h548/417423595_10168986871170790_8541533958291163143_n.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Now, I enjoy birds but she has me beat big time. She knows their songs and she can identify most birds. Me.... I know a robin (it has a red breast), the bluebird is of course blue, the cardinal is red and I know a few others. but, I am lost when it comes to knowing one hawk from another, or one sparrow from another. And, the only song I know is one the mocking bird sings... 'cause he changes his tune so often. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Two more treatments to go!! </span></p>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-61907720706786975732024-02-06T08:59:00.000-05:002024-02-06T08:59:01.086-05:00Murphy's Law...<span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">I've been thinking about y'all and wondering what you were up to. Just had a rough spot the last few days. </span><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">It all started on Friday. Shirley came down to take me to my treatment and we always go to lunch first. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Well, she said I could pick any place I wanted so<u> it wasn't my fault</u>!! I chose the Mod Olive downtown not even thinking about the fact that there was a railroad between there and the hospital. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">The 'not even thinking' got us in trouble. After lunch, just as we approached the railroad the arms come down, red lights flashing. A train is coming. We have waited as long as half an hour on trains before, so this wasn't an option. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Shirley turned around and headed to another crossing, hoping to beat the train but guess what. Just as we approached the crossing, down come the arms and we are stuck again. Luckily it was only an engine pulling about half a dozen cars and we take off again.. we are going to make it on time. <span style="color: red;"><b>NOT</b></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Closer to my treatment clinic the traffic slows down then it stops and we start creeping forward inch by inch. What the dickens!! It's just not my day! It's a wreck. So, we edge our way forward. Finally get to the clinic, late of course!! But, they were so nice about it. Some places won't take you if you are late! But, these girls are always so sweet and friendly and forgiving. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Well, I start to get up off the table after my radiation is over and I guess I got up too fast. Had a little bout of vertigo that lasted all weekend. If it 'ain't' one thing it's twenty. But, I feel super this morning. And, hey, counting today I just got<b> 5 more to go</b>!! Yippee. </span></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYXj3A3bBFzFw3RDt341uQti1cDcR6qvKUFkxMkeHgN5arZlEbVONusLXHY63E4VK86PsOKra_B46D_aftb4cDCCqz8SrzwMEhiVG3JplH-pq3esvEzFvmDUo7G5TsF1zHV871A4EBvCBK8HKqIyJdyKKvwV-fucVdw-kS6erjVMS-foxePeIMBY3fpuvi/s557/419640205_330932706578487_1464640542659130429_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="557" data-original-width="368" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYXj3A3bBFzFw3RDt341uQti1cDcR6qvKUFkxMkeHgN5arZlEbVONusLXHY63E4VK86PsOKra_B46D_aftb4cDCCqz8SrzwMEhiVG3JplH-pq3esvEzFvmDUo7G5TsF1zHV871A4EBvCBK8HKqIyJdyKKvwV-fucVdw-kS6erjVMS-foxePeIMBY3fpuvi/w264-h400/419640205_330932706578487_1464640542659130429_n.jpg" width="264" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-72289789539089621182024-02-02T08:44:00.000-05:002024-02-02T08:44:02.476-05:00I'm Halfway There!<p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"> Yesterday was the midway point in my radiation treatment. The energy level is beginning to lag... oh darn. But, I am doing well and I am so thankful for that. So I'll just keep 'clucking' on down the road to recovery.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsaJVhfN5WZjDC9DGtAmfvDvGxxqT0D5l7ae3SsmmiEZ1BYoCO_te-eKRUM4mts8sUMgJYl64GWpSgVbJFAfg8XuGFV1TgBy2zTPPT9zPSPVOpSZqT0tWJFazFVaaqI4vNYjfHzSxztxhqE6fLWh6fHW1L4kpRsrjAUNlQvuG_3ORAf8XYoquZF2VXeL-F/s1500/2023-9-15%20chicken;%20fair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="972" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsaJVhfN5WZjDC9DGtAmfvDvGxxqT0D5l7ae3SsmmiEZ1BYoCO_te-eKRUM4mts8sUMgJYl64GWpSgVbJFAfg8XuGFV1TgBy2zTPPT9zPSPVOpSZqT0tWJFazFVaaqI4vNYjfHzSxztxhqE6fLWh6fHW1L4kpRsrjAUNlQvuG_3ORAf8XYoquZF2VXeL-F/w206-h320/2023-9-15%20chicken;%20fair.jpg" width="206" /></a></span></p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">I am thankful, too, for all the sweet, kind remarks you girls leave in my comment section. I am so fortunate to have you all as blogging buddies. Wish I could hug each one of you. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgupGb4o5Ka7nT81OytSbMB8AaUEEvfsfEKrJSdN7y7o_PYWhTVw5fXxof47TnZdg_1vDMNujScKiNNcSIoartHzfRp4ORvB8nHBHz_R7rVdx_fyvvLVuiFIFcvqMMH2QjIaCN6oH0yrEHUkByii8AtbTf_bY9XmDKhuqJSaQPOfrFzaksqgdQS-1UwsyAZ/s624/friends%20(3).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="624" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgupGb4o5Ka7nT81OytSbMB8AaUEEvfsfEKrJSdN7y7o_PYWhTVw5fXxof47TnZdg_1vDMNujScKiNNcSIoartHzfRp4ORvB8nHBHz_R7rVdx_fyvvLVuiFIFcvqMMH2QjIaCN6oH0yrEHUkByii8AtbTf_bY9XmDKhuqJSaQPOfrFzaksqgdQS-1UwsyAZ/s320/friends%20(3).jpg" width="289" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-18743288228035258312024-01-31T16:52:00.001-05:002024-01-31T16:54:20.126-05:00And The Fun Goes On!<p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: x-large;"> </span><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">As you probably know already that my big birthday bash was postponed due to Covid. I had the intimate dinner with family on my actual birthday (Jan. 6th) but this one was to include my friends. Shirley outdid herself. I knew she would. It's in her genes!!! </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">There were surprises for me and lots of great food, fun, music, a slideshow of my life playing on the tv. It was great and I appreciate my Dietz family so much for such a wonderful celebration.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Overlock;">The honoree's table! </span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRD6rmbJJ1sDRFnAa2oke_UzyDpOvbXBq-ZSrQwpM5Xi-s5tJLT_7WjyDvHpOEsWkrzRYFmGlevErlLbA_cybrlcuY9ywUEK5npWWm3GAGR_nqg1j8Bu8A38UOHqHdb_49UbBzs5JjR-MaVsdHZewMZucAN-nMA0lcl2_viAZiZIxAF4PHegc7P1RAg68k/s3440/1-27-2024%20(48).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3440" data-original-width="2752" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRD6rmbJJ1sDRFnAa2oke_UzyDpOvbXBq-ZSrQwpM5Xi-s5tJLT_7WjyDvHpOEsWkrzRYFmGlevErlLbA_cybrlcuY9ywUEK5npWWm3GAGR_nqg1j8Bu8A38UOHqHdb_49UbBzs5JjR-MaVsdHZewMZucAN-nMA0lcl2_viAZiZIxAF4PHegc7P1RAg68k/w512-h640/1-27-2024%20(48).jpg" width="512" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">My family (daughter Shirley and her gang)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqvP9c8NPphq7jIU6ktxNlKmEKD-dUO_GFPtGf5adPtzPLJzdDOJQeMHI_3v1Js3GW2sDMXlrxPa4beZ3XgwWFiNPO4kQYJKyJQFOd2XD9C2OgU3k-Koips_I56VmKh93lbPaPoQRwJ2PTEqXKotEI4i06rSBiaL-JLbXKzIbhRACn81oX_vNd6ArmIlp4/s949/1-27-2024%20(18).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="654" data-original-width="949" height="442" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqvP9c8NPphq7jIU6ktxNlKmEKD-dUO_GFPtGf5adPtzPLJzdDOJQeMHI_3v1Js3GW2sDMXlrxPa4beZ3XgwWFiNPO4kQYJKyJQFOd2XD9C2OgU3k-Koips_I56VmKh93lbPaPoQRwJ2PTEqXKotEI4i06rSBiaL-JLbXKzIbhRACn81oX_vNd6ArmIlp4/w640-h442/1-27-2024%20(18).jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Some of the guests. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbTcufnnOWatSlRxJJP-XqkzFPdtnIgdnQ1z9oL_T6_LEnbtF95lTHo4Sk1RsIRymOoJbc-i__6-11wj0lkMKce_lcGq9d0wRa5Rsdxt0JYxn4AFsqHIsJQWPXc4IDMs9ubpoDQ-0Uexmd7Yn14Gm2RtUgEs4g4KQDPSn0_U336m7bllSqdlRK0i8Lu3ku/s1280/1-27-2024%20(17).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="747" data-original-width="1280" height="374" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbTcufnnOWatSlRxJJP-XqkzFPdtnIgdnQ1z9oL_T6_LEnbtF95lTHo4Sk1RsIRymOoJbc-i__6-11wj0lkMKce_lcGq9d0wRa5Rsdxt0JYxn4AFsqHIsJQWPXc4IDMs9ubpoDQ-0Uexmd7Yn14Gm2RtUgEs4g4KQDPSn0_U336m7bllSqdlRK0i8Lu3ku/w640-h374/1-27-2024%20(17).jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"> I'm about to dive into the 'goodies'. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipZBfuu6HH3VwXAbzIpuL2CZx8Rrgi9rdwHgNNmyN867nTBIaTdZc4cKhRlgriFnHZuXLfmicPgn2csknGRtdNpHNqqLRwM5XW6Ko9MrhZiGRwbm4DD7saA2BCYGZdIT-09uhcEeC-5VGrC5u5Zqn0oiz7XcWpo1N7rM3PD2vYXHdf7BKxX6_pfJjCwNgL/s2755/1-27-2024%20(28).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2755" data-original-width="2502" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipZBfuu6HH3VwXAbzIpuL2CZx8Rrgi9rdwHgNNmyN867nTBIaTdZc4cKhRlgriFnHZuXLfmicPgn2csknGRtdNpHNqqLRwM5XW6Ko9MrhZiGRwbm4DD7saA2BCYGZdIT-09uhcEeC-5VGrC5u5Zqn0oiz7XcWpo1N7rM3PD2vYXHdf7BKxX6_pfJjCwNgL/w582-h640/1-27-2024%20(28).jpg" width="582" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Grandson Kenny and wife Bethany provided this 'spread'. It was sooo good and looked so pretty.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW4CcFXSfJwdtho9AS8c72x92W6iW8VCeUwEJdJyCBiS6QsJS89tt-TdKVjMLrCtUXUHXtLgdlPZLb2ydtden2B4bZ14rGkEBy1pDlNCUOhUfXLQ_9N1PUVWz2CsNAP2GEZbry2tk-BLwjmRfhLTVoXMjl8U1Fok0FmFDEOYUD3Rqs7Z9kPICz6dPoWTAa/s3502/1-27-2024%20(35).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3502" data-original-width="2647" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW4CcFXSfJwdtho9AS8c72x92W6iW8VCeUwEJdJyCBiS6QsJS89tt-TdKVjMLrCtUXUHXtLgdlPZLb2ydtden2B4bZ14rGkEBy1pDlNCUOhUfXLQ_9N1PUVWz2CsNAP2GEZbry2tk-BLwjmRfhLTVoXMjl8U1Fok0FmFDEOYUD3Rqs7Z9kPICz6dPoWTAa/w484-h640/1-27-2024%20(35).jpg" width="484" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Granddaughter Brittany did the fruit tray. I don't think I've ever seen one more beautiful or more tasty.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-1Whl2U8eD022ubn88h6ykJx2z6HuR3ubEpwAsOrvCWVMwB9UQQ2yrPxeFLiHo1a5EkNe4U_zpOd37VXXqtywySquLTcbNvhyDePzxhb9u5crzDwKlANXsQeRdPpt7R8ehWHrT9mZcvOTZOIEEE3LbOCJK5OsGdtoUpXCYEKx7HH44DsZ9o3isMyV9x6u/s4000/1-27-2024%20(33).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-1Whl2U8eD022ubn88h6ykJx2z6HuR3ubEpwAsOrvCWVMwB9UQQ2yrPxeFLiHo1a5EkNe4U_zpOd37VXXqtywySquLTcbNvhyDePzxhb9u5crzDwKlANXsQeRdPpt7R8ehWHrT9mZcvOTZOIEEE3LbOCJK5OsGdtoUpXCYEKx7HH44DsZ9o3isMyV9x6u/w480-h640/1-27-2024%20(33).jpg" width="480" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Shirley calling bingo. She replaced the numbers on bingo cards with facts about my life. That was a hoot. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDs34d314qLpQcyRXcdD4-kEJvJqoef62TsNJSuxBA_fRsGug3Nu8v8NWFpCzbViomrpRY772LRJNcKC1H-x5E485CYa-VxuE-L5mPKbc6u0qUPZWKZbuCbinoaonWVvtIM_5EMdfTW3HsOA_HgrTDHPU5vrUeMU_JA9BLOijfx6NsKJ6fhQw4auZ-0WUO/s660/1-27-2024%20(19).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="660" data-original-width="630" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDs34d314qLpQcyRXcdD4-kEJvJqoef62TsNJSuxBA_fRsGug3Nu8v8NWFpCzbViomrpRY772LRJNcKC1H-x5E485CYa-VxuE-L5mPKbc6u0qUPZWKZbuCbinoaonWVvtIM_5EMdfTW3HsOA_HgrTDHPU5vrUeMU_JA9BLOijfx6NsKJ6fhQw4auZ-0WUO/w610-h640/1-27-2024%20(19).jpg" width="610" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">My request.... a German Chocolate texas-sized cupcake!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMVEKH4iFmcGh_K2fUA_WHxqwwzTjV5pYatXaL1mJf-2Z39ZDPgZsSv2oBbJMz57eEg3SUaJGsx4jn0aQXsEulwZ1Ia1lG5NhTgrsLRBT5MycpjQUR-Qght0gVbH7eEm7HrmW4cTTpCYGbLaJOUhUsXxNDt0cpUINUGG8FkgpI5iouwVqBMp2JY-FvxbFU/s4000/1-27-2024%20(55).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMVEKH4iFmcGh_K2fUA_WHxqwwzTjV5pYatXaL1mJf-2Z39ZDPgZsSv2oBbJMz57eEg3SUaJGsx4jn0aQXsEulwZ1Ia1lG5NhTgrsLRBT5MycpjQUR-Qght0gVbH7eEm7HrmW4cTTpCYGbLaJOUhUsXxNDt0cpUINUGG8FkgpI5iouwVqBMp2JY-FvxbFU/w480-h640/1-27-2024%20(55).jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-7086796607902192892024-01-24T10:06:00.006-05:002024-01-24T10:07:46.985-05:00Fighting Again<p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"> Yesterday was different!! </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">I started my radiation treatments for my breast cancer. Didn't know what to expect, it's<i> new ground</i> I am walking on these days. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">My granddaughter brought me lunch then she drove me over to the hospital. It's only about 3 blocks away and I could have done it alone but it certainly was nice to have support. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Having gone through chemo years ago, I have to say that this was totally different. Easy. Now, it might get harder as I go along but it will be nothing like what I went through before. I did that and I can do this!! </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqtAIVUO2LWLY_6mR3kPdUkIyhBJVDmUkkJAPS2rUiarW6GDM0aPhihjrj34PHlBMIas1FqnSNXHqa6SE_UibokLwBRiPbz4vDC4yPiJ5tlY7hVXdXoh8Ov3gZeR7YLL3I7254bmNgTKKbIdGDUnvjAVwa1iZvHZ0MZ_9TygJCVbnySXiGF2nsRJ6sqJ8Q/s960/420505372_392552793291088_1882731405950589270_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqtAIVUO2LWLY_6mR3kPdUkIyhBJVDmUkkJAPS2rUiarW6GDM0aPhihjrj34PHlBMIas1FqnSNXHqa6SE_UibokLwBRiPbz4vDC4yPiJ5tlY7hVXdXoh8Ov3gZeR7YLL3I7254bmNgTKKbIdGDUnvjAVwa1iZvHZ0MZ_9TygJCVbnySXiGF2nsRJ6sqJ8Q/w320-h400/420505372_392552793291088_1882731405950589270_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-21218215126702188042024-01-20T16:14:00.002-05:002024-01-20T16:22:37.676-05:00There's a Ghost In Here!!<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirC7GpBeKd7adKEjNHPk4kcWjdoIYBIMwQ6sySALm3DEUfbgtlclHl44yLlZq3iP4aP29BDgxEQAgso7nIXzaeD0c1X0FfR7UVY6L0E7dKtuQlMiKeYPn3xfaqOA8Sf2l-buEZFDegLHbiRzQA1w4lfYseNLP20L11rU3vEdS1dVegiuhZI9bHBI7Y80v2/s277/day%20-%20saturday.gif.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="208" data-original-width="277" height="208" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirC7GpBeKd7adKEjNHPk4kcWjdoIYBIMwQ6sySALm3DEUfbgtlclHl44yLlZq3iP4aP29BDgxEQAgso7nIXzaeD0c1X0FfR7UVY6L0E7dKtuQlMiKeYPn3xfaqOA8Sf2l-buEZFDegLHbiRzQA1w4lfYseNLP20L11rU3vEdS1dVegiuhZI9bHBI7Y80v2/s1600/day%20-%20saturday.gif.gif" width="277" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">When we lived in the big house (before here) it was so big I was forever losing things. I never knew where I'd find whatever it was I was looking for... was it upstairs? in the laundry room? maybe the living room. To cover up the fact that I was the one who lost it in the first place, I told everyone we had a ghost. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Myrtle wasn't mean, she was just mischevious. She'd take my stuff and hide it from me. When she'd tire of the game I'd find whatever I was looking for lying in plain sight. She caused me more aggreviation and more steps than I could count. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">I was often heard saying 'Myrtle, you go get (what it was that was lost) and bring it here right now'. Of course the kids thought I was nuts. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglc9A17wbY1auRr9aOufIUkKLCLn4F8-NxZOdcA6_rGaodzCMHIElV55rSJmP0kskzspQYH1NJL5fn2Fjanmwx13J4xbISJ1TM3Uyv-JqFpS6dfkJ9QuufCQvxiviD6S7KHJEwTxQh199hn5kZLQJfgKrnmeBXZsOFy0-elTS3Mi0xryeMMelhjURejnaj/s236/socks%20lost.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="236" data-original-width="236" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglc9A17wbY1auRr9aOufIUkKLCLn4F8-NxZOdcA6_rGaodzCMHIElV55rSJmP0kskzspQYH1NJL5fn2Fjanmwx13J4xbISJ1TM3Uyv-JqFpS6dfkJ9QuufCQvxiviD6S7KHJEwTxQh199hn5kZLQJfgKrnmeBXZsOFy0-elTS3Mi0xryeMMelhjURejnaj/w320-h320/socks%20lost.jpg" width="320" /></a></div></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Well, Myrtle hasn't been around in a long time. She doesn't like apartment living evidently. But, at Christmas that ghost was in full swing. I lost a monetary gift I was giving. Never did find it. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Then my debit card went missing. And, then my driver's licence. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Myrtle has turned a deaf ear to my plea.. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">So, yesterday I ordered me a new debit card and driver's licence. Unfortunately I can not 'order' another hundred dollar bill I was gifting someone. I hope Myrtle is having a high time enjoying that one!</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-81425855181932458422024-01-17T12:32:00.002-05:002024-01-17T12:33:49.430-05:00What is Age? Just a Number!<p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ8c38k5kFIK3K-UlAEkeF9XEIutNrvBMp00RxcTpeU65d53LF-QIZ463MdcoSQ0sjKCZJFIqkrWIRPF5YVSkXfTwRVOMT688AW708trYEQeLePZz6K7rWfWzzUCpX4hGLla7OtgbQsMyaEG35Ro532wANAtvJrTSdNE7iQBjuBpI_GS4-XA-ouXcs0rRG/s326/age.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="326" data-original-width="236" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ8c38k5kFIK3K-UlAEkeF9XEIutNrvBMp00RxcTpeU65d53LF-QIZ463MdcoSQ0sjKCZJFIqkrWIRPF5YVSkXfTwRVOMT688AW708trYEQeLePZz6K7rWfWzzUCpX4hGLla7OtgbQsMyaEG35Ro532wANAtvJrTSdNE7iQBjuBpI_GS4-XA-ouXcs0rRG/w290-h400/age.jpg" width="290" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Overlock;"><br /> </span><span style="font-family: Overlock;">Yesterday's dr. appt was interesting. My surgeon sent me to a radiation therapist.</span></span><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: x-large;"> </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Having breast cancer has been quite the journey and I did worry about 'what if it came back?' sort of thing. I feel very good about decisions I made during the appt. and am so ready to feel easier about the whole process.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">This week sometime I will be given my first appt. to start radiation. I will get 20 sessions (5 days a week for one month). I'm good with that. And, hey, it's wintertime. What else was I gonna do with staying indoors during these cold months. Right? </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwk1tmz6l5YKdvdgbRJ38xONspkOdDdfa8dSC2pidhcO6kowJ9j9tfcSKGlWFEYUpYFIlvI1NK05TjgzWP7NOhbHVw5ON-HZCQBfgJpy7UNG0uetG8dR4WTYD70C5cR0ZA6UZ_VeO2GTW0TS8EXdQh3S7oW8GgkzfvZTY5q143Y_OjYOKThfCtRe0os9m/s565/line%20-%20star.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="56" data-original-width="565" height="40" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwk1tmz6l5YKdvdgbRJ38xONspkOdDdfa8dSC2pidhcO6kowJ9j9tfcSKGlWFEYUpYFIlvI1NK05TjgzWP7NOhbHVw5ON-HZCQBfgJpy7UNG0uetG8dR4WTYD70C5cR0ZA6UZ_VeO2GTW0TS8EXdQh3S7oW8GgkzfvZTY5q143Y_OjYOKThfCtRe0os9m/w400-h40/line%20-%20star.gif" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Overlock;"><p><span style="font-size: large;">Now, on to other things. I felt so good when I woke up this morning. Each morning I write in my journal my thoughts of the previous day. Do you keep a journal? I have for most of my years. </span></p></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Anyway, I wrote 'I don't feel 90. I don't look 90. I don't act 90. So, today I am 70!' I think that each day I will choose an age I want to be for that day. Days I might not feel as well I could be 95 or 100. Days I am really 'on my game' I could be 60 or younger. I think this will be fun, choosing my age each morning and acting that way all day. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">We (Shirley and I) have decided that we will do something very special every month this year. Something I want to do and haven't. Or something very different and not usually done by people my age. Oh, I forgot. I am 70 today. This project will be a hoot and I can't wait to get started. Do any of you have any suggestions that I might try. Here are some ideas we are tooling around with.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">1. Learn to eat with chopsticks</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">2. Surf fishing</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">3. lazy river tubing</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">4. maybe zip lining (we'll have to see about that one)</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">5. sledding in the snow</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">6. a ride in snow in a horse drawn sleigh</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">7. Try strange, new dishes</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">8. Searching for sea glass </span><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: x-large;">etc,, etc. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;">Now, don't you all go suggesting I go sky-diving or wind-surfing. That 'ain't' gonna happen. π</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3weA8U9xUjICXUt4gfzrKpWoGQwGwEoP9GXwE8P10UW5KgbaquudAJwbCB4pbK2gyoPA0z_zzVWtfshXKbM2wrhOweCeBI4tDJNRYzfw_I3bYZW9Ca-fKN1c31A9JPRjhNTaOogFbbkUcig2jy8z_OL-8Ga-1dWAO4-cp7Tg3WNpALeDq_xMfuZGugiSq/s960/Nags%20Head%20(105).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="960" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3weA8U9xUjICXUt4gfzrKpWoGQwGwEoP9GXwE8P10UW5KgbaquudAJwbCB4pbK2gyoPA0z_zzVWtfshXKbM2wrhOweCeBI4tDJNRYzfw_I3bYZW9Ca-fKN1c31A9JPRjhNTaOogFbbkUcig2jy8z_OL-8Ga-1dWAO4-cp7Tg3WNpALeDq_xMfuZGugiSq/w400-h266/Nags%20Head%20(105).jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">My granddaughter skydiving. Not me, for sure!</span></div><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: large;"><p>Take care and if you are in this really cold weather most of the U. S. is experiencing, please be careful, stay warm, stay well.. Have a cup of hot tea and think of me. Love you all. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK4atITxQ_UNZ_7tGO7iyLWrQXofGC2dkJ7_zaE3F4l-vZAbY1EQ1QKmz6n0yazUbaWuJwoVeWWdMvM5Y9jsjeNRZjaTsH5tFg7uXrsHsy2PqEnPF9IuhZmbXPulpwcHNfLIVP47MaviSqkzmVVagiE8yEMG5y6qhtmomE_xfpplKpFyRewAVc2-JzjvHI/s750/friend.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="500" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK4atITxQ_UNZ_7tGO7iyLWrQXofGC2dkJ7_zaE3F4l-vZAbY1EQ1QKmz6n0yazUbaWuJwoVeWWdMvM5Y9jsjeNRZjaTsH5tFg7uXrsHsy2PqEnPF9IuhZmbXPulpwcHNfLIVP47MaviSqkzmVVagiE8yEMG5y6qhtmomE_xfpplKpFyRewAVc2-JzjvHI/w266-h400/friend.jpg" width="266" /></a></div></span><p></p>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-82685620049347679102024-01-16T10:29:00.009-05:002024-01-16T10:47:32.299-05:00An Adventure in a Lifetime<p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: x-large;"> Man, it's foggy out there this morning! And, there is rain coming in soon. I wouldn't mind it so badly if I didn't have a dr. appt this morning. At least Shirley is coming to take me. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: x-large;">Shirley is so funny. Although I am still very sharp (and can drive myself to the dr.) she likes to go with me to the doctor appointments. <u><span style="color: red;">'Four ears are better than two'</span><span style="color: #ffa400;">, </span></u>she says. And, she's probably right but I didn't invite her to go with me to my wellness check up and a routine followup with my surgeon and she was pouting about it. That girl!! What am I gonna do with her.!</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: x-large;">I am still struggling at getting back on my normal routine - after all the visitors, Christmas, my birthday etc. This morning I noticed that all five of the large floral arrangements that I had received for my birthday were shot so I started throwing that out. Now, my floor is covered with bits of dried leaves, stems ... what a mess. I guess I should sweep it up.</span><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: xx-large;"> π</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: x-large;">I have been looking at my granddaughter and her son's pictures from New York City. Susan, who lives near the city, and her 2 boys went with them. It was D's 13th birthday and his first trip to the City. </span></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRe04L2fatOsdKp94tiSR-rns5cmF3Zj0-f6cR_ow_1CTXDBkqyC68jTr1ERl0CFe-M22w99JvrkoEOgOOQM4EEugS4t6uAAoDWLnvo7qKnJ0Or6B1D9FJpsGK7IpxAX-8rBlQ7z9aY8ZmbBAk5Fv8g2m2qqNsN4hxJJzk1GsWgsyjaXY-vwS5CVQgU2o7/s2048/419915334_10168796993925045_9043641260892516750_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRe04L2fatOsdKp94tiSR-rns5cmF3Zj0-f6cR_ow_1CTXDBkqyC68jTr1ERl0CFe-M22w99JvrkoEOgOOQM4EEugS4t6uAAoDWLnvo7qKnJ0Or6B1D9FJpsGK7IpxAX-8rBlQ7z9aY8ZmbBAk5Fv8g2m2qqNsN4hxJJzk1GsWgsyjaXY-vwS5CVQgU2o7/w480-h640/419915334_10168796993925045_9043641260892516750_n.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My grandson and my great-grandson (the birthday boy looking out over the city) at the Edge in New York City. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiuBcEWfX039FZYfHh9EEr_yW9QyCoQ4JIMvg_M-yh2V7VTu97iWpWhPUDRgjlicLZvHZH_b_brLWYRGTOLAJbMTPEQm6GtsL-eetaZiayfM7p5vVDjS0MmwmpEEHXONlQHDBs50LmJEpEOAdUWkNJMIXNkZY5QaMQJ5ev4lbiyPiSw3co7NMyTKf-w1vN/s950/0213_RET_RGB_LoRes150%20(2).png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="602" data-original-width="950" height="406" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiuBcEWfX039FZYfHh9EEr_yW9QyCoQ4JIMvg_M-yh2V7VTu97iWpWhPUDRgjlicLZvHZH_b_brLWYRGTOLAJbMTPEQm6GtsL-eetaZiayfM7p5vVDjS0MmwmpEEHXONlQHDBs50LmJEpEOAdUWkNJMIXNkZY5QaMQJ5ev4lbiyPiSw3co7NMyTKf-w1vN/w640-h406/0213_RET_RGB_LoRes150%20(2).png" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This photo I got from googling 'The Edge'</div><br /><span style="font-family: Overlock; font-size: x-large;"><div>If you don't know what the Edge is... it's a platform projecting out of a building with slanted glass walls and a portion of the floor is glass so you can look straight down for 100 floors. I would imagine the feeling would be similiar to floating in space. it's high above the city. You ought to google it. Have any of you been? I was just wondering. It's <b><u>not </u></b>on my bucket list. </div></span>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698229188239250477.post-50364619099327483132024-01-13T10:11:00.016-05:002024-01-13T10:36:54.989-05:00My Week In a Nutshelll #2. <span style="font-family: Courgette; font-size: x-large;"> </span><span><span style="font-family: Courgette;"> <span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"> Here it is... Saturday already and time for My Week In A Nutshell.</span></span><div><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwf06asafTcQIHQpjiuKQYu8k1vRCTpoOgOK6E1OS_MZ8yOjp6MUcl59BEgLAyS5is4CTP4qqZ2frWs_XuduOEalpBDWrSYf3fKgSojSWK1TyLtbt_VRwbPq7nfzRA3jdIwt1VjeCW8rXUETtILt8veXyS3NhfoxoqjWAaHiV71loG6VaT7OTY2ffi6wVE/s845/Birthday%20(3).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="845" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwf06asafTcQIHQpjiuKQYu8k1vRCTpoOgOK6E1OS_MZ8yOjp6MUcl59BEgLAyS5is4CTP4qqZ2frWs_XuduOEalpBDWrSYf3fKgSojSWK1TyLtbt_VRwbPq7nfzRA3jdIwt1VjeCW8rXUETtILt8veXyS3NhfoxoqjWAaHiV71loG6VaT7OTY2ffi6wVE/s320/Birthday%20(3).jpg" width="214" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><br /><span><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"> <b> <u> <span style="color: #674ea7;"> Looking out my window....</span></u></b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;">Too often I see fire trucks, rescue squads, etc. sitting outside my window and I worry about which one of the residents is involved this time. Sometimes, it is a minor thing and the EMTs are soon on their way, sometimes they rush people to the hospital and ever so often someone passes away. Living in an environment with this age group (55+) there is bound to be problems that are health related. I am so grateful that we have help nearby... firestation and hospital very close. Help is there when we need it. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6vE11GxBLvri3zPJhjWzJJ-KALIVbQMqUTs0lVpcbzja81_g_RZ6u4kvXFtnNg7fxRYbkE8ts_IFa0ZyBvZV5ELzPswuCfMr5mMrkLmKpVMsUgIXChGGwXjpJ5_BUpFgIGeHH1LUlxxgBXlP32QNl5dsF4BHdaL0h6bHaNunwXHgqhyHCr0Fb_Oigk_vh/s4032/2023-1-31%20Centerbrooke.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6vE11GxBLvri3zPJhjWzJJ-KALIVbQMqUTs0lVpcbzja81_g_RZ6u4kvXFtnNg7fxRYbkE8ts_IFa0ZyBvZV5ELzPswuCfMr5mMrkLmKpVMsUgIXChGGwXjpJ5_BUpFgIGeHH1LUlxxgBXlP32QNl5dsF4BHdaL0h6bHaNunwXHgqhyHCr0Fb_Oigk_vh/w640-h480/2023-1-31%20Centerbrooke.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><u><b>Thinking About </b></u></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;">My kiddos who are stuck in Washington D. C. trying to get a flight back home to Oregon. Storms in the Northwest have planes grounded, flights delayed for days. What a trial it must be for them. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVDsVYPdHWVOFS3rksOPXK5CfCmxxWhI8n-e-dYlXkZLFphg_817oqPlZsnSGJqvg7eZBmMJ6NKCj_6uUEDZn8-q1kfWiucKbGo0f-W-AlM31yjQuR0AE1DZZvZ3teiScpvFYI4vYRkoV9nNhR_W-zvjuMcziPg9Bi7pkLenipOAXDLWQQyILNAHLSOB72/s5184/9-26%20at%20Rodeos%20Windsor.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVDsVYPdHWVOFS3rksOPXK5CfCmxxWhI8n-e-dYlXkZLFphg_817oqPlZsnSGJqvg7eZBmMJ6NKCj_6uUEDZn8-q1kfWiucKbGo0f-W-AlM31yjQuR0AE1DZZvZ3teiScpvFYI4vYRkoV9nNhR_W-zvjuMcziPg9Bi7pkLenipOAXDLWQQyILNAHLSOB72/w640-h480/9-26%20at%20Rodeos%20Windsor.JPG" width="640" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><u><b>Something New This Week</b></u></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;">I have been smothered with love, flowers, food, family and more love. My birthday couldn't have been more exciting. I am so blessed to have such a loving family and friends. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOH-NR9eYRjwoBPgk4MbFRovM5aPMcLcIt_pWcwhLQQGwukU2MudYUfl0L5qzDNeQl1B7-11WIXGlWKLSuC5WucDDl9BADc9E6FIIomVx1uWFJbRFdNG7rclxleCcZet4weQ_VS56MF7TNqqIn5wNFeWMjVa1XRE3fTe9aVeQyLzRn3o4dVX0EXWC0N8s-/s4032/1-6-2024.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOH-NR9eYRjwoBPgk4MbFRovM5aPMcLcIt_pWcwhLQQGwukU2MudYUfl0L5qzDNeQl1B7-11WIXGlWKLSuC5WucDDl9BADc9E6FIIomVx1uWFJbRFdNG7rclxleCcZet4weQ_VS56MF7TNqqIn5wNFeWMjVa1XRE3fTe9aVeQyLzRn3o4dVX0EXWC0N8s-/w640-h480/1-6-2024.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><u><b>What I'm Reading</b></u></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;">"Last Night" by Luanne Rice. I seem to be stuck on murder mysteries lately. Do you like that genre or do you prefer something else? </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglcI47Cf8BSzBjy9jISV1wlkDha1lp23Qeif06j_dRK_PWDIToqGypWgzPyH7aBtZf5r88ruHtoqFnad0eHcSRlyFR4Zmt8t0FYxgzpms6Tx1cEs-m2x4PlAwLnZKznBGkDDAUG2dCqkhyxTNjF2z1Y2pXkumpImiVC_GBblSU_dGxQzHqZcRyzMnT0lfu/s218/8175u1ynI5L._AC_UY218_.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="218" data-original-width="141" height="218" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglcI47Cf8BSzBjy9jISV1wlkDha1lp23Qeif06j_dRK_PWDIToqGypWgzPyH7aBtZf5r88ruHtoqFnad0eHcSRlyFR4Zmt8t0FYxgzpms6Tx1cEs-m2x4PlAwLnZKznBGkDDAUG2dCqkhyxTNjF2z1Y2pXkumpImiVC_GBblSU_dGxQzHqZcRyzMnT0lfu/s1600/8175u1ynI5L._AC_UY218_.jpg" width="141" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><br /><span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;">For years I have had a very bad digestive system... it runs in my family! Ugh. The more I find out about gut health, the more I want to do something about being gut-healthy! </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;">Are you familiar with how bad bacteria in your digestive system can affect your over-all health? Well, I am going to do something about mine. I ordered a book about fermentation of food. Fermention is so good for you... yogurt, sauerkraut, pickles, cheese, veggies etc, etc. So, I read that as well. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><u><b>I'm Looking Forward to...</b></u></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;">Getting my house back in order. It's amazing how trashed it got during all my birthday partying and visitors coming and going. I hate a trashed house!! I'm making progress! </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Crimson Pro; font-size: x-large;">Onward and Upward!!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div><br /></div>Latane Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01745676377589651275noreply@blogger.com14