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Saturday, August 23, 2014


I was in Need of a New Coat

Not for my body!  My chicken for dinner:

Friday, August 22, 2014


What a Difference a Day Makes

What a Difference a Day Makes

In case you didn’t watch the news this past week, from Sunday night right on through Tuesday night we here in North Phoenix were not only “under siege”, we were “under water”!


No kidding!  Steve and I went with Sarah and the boys out to dinner and came out from the restaurant at 7:30 to a very gray sky, clouds, heavy winds-all the makings of an expected monsoon.  Well, suddenly we had not one but 3 separate lightning storms and rain following us the 30 miles back home to Anthem/New River!

The noise was so loud that even with my earplugs set firmly in place; the noise kept waking me up.  Okay, some of that may have been the various paws holding on to my face and arms, but I digress.  The point is-it was blowing and raining really HARD!

Monday was on and off wind and rain.  But oh my word, Tuesday night the heavens broke loose!  We were sure the wind was blowing the rain so hard that we’d lose power (again), but the fans and a/c kept going.  For that we were more than thankful.

However, 6:15 came with Lucky begging to go out.  When she saw the rain, she did the “oh no, not me mom!” dance.  She refused to even go on the covered patio, which seemed perfectly agreeable to use just the night before!

She should’ve gone too.  At 6:30, we were under siege!  The wind was blowing at 50 MPH, the rain coming down so hard that the news reports said we had 5” in an hour and the lightning and thunder were pretty darn frightening!

Our yard looked like a dirty pool.  I tried to take Lucky out front to potty under an umbrella.  Nope.  Wasn’t happening.  I tried walking her to the pocket park across the street.  That is a wash-which was now a dirty pool as well.

I posted a photo during a mild break for everyone to see-that pool is normally a ditch full of boulders.


Our friends who live up a street and against the wash texted me a photo of the other side of their fence-the desert was now a rushing dangerous river!

Soon after our power went out for 4 hours, the freeway was shut down from the mud and flash floods, several schools were shut for the day and everyone was told to stay HOME.


Alex dropped off Aidan to me later in the afternoon.  Aidan summed up his day by disgustedly telling me, “Grandma-they wouldn’t let me go out and play at lunch!  And the teachers made us do nothing but learn all day!”

I suppose learning is tough when you’re 6.  But better than drowning!

By Wednesday morning-no one would have been able to tell what we had all witnessed the day prior.  We woke up to a clear blue sky without a hint of a cloud, 85 degrees with the most wonderful light waft of a breeze.

Oh what a difference a day really does make.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014


Monsoon rains

Sunday, August 17, 2014


Grandma, There's Nothing to Eat!

Of course, that wasn't true-but I did find a way to get some much needed kitchen help:

Friday, August 15, 2014


It was a Dark and Stormy Night...

It Was a Dark and Stormy Night…


It really was too.  A few nights ago, Steve was replacing the lighting fixture over our breakfast table with a much better fan, he was just about done and he went out front to put the fuse back on when he nearly tripped over something.


He almost tripped because it was about 8:00 at night and was pitch black out.  Plus a storm was about to hit and the only light (besides the porch light) was coming from the lightning bolts.  It was really windy too!


What did he almost trip over?  A lost 30 pound black dog!  Seems to me, if you’re a dog who’s bolted from a neighbor’s yard, been dumped by a callous moron or just out for a friendly stroll by yourself-we’re the house you want to stop at and visit/ask for help.


As soon as Steve realized what was “underfoot”, he called me outside.  No need to tell me why-Lucky was barking up a storm and smelling the bottom of the front door. Pepper was darting all over the place.


Poor girl was so frightened!  She was crying, tears running down her face and panting.  While Steve got some water and Lucky’s leash, I began checking for ID tags.  Thank goodness!  “Clio” had a personal piece of jewelry that also had an emergency phone number.


We took her into the yard and let Lucky get used to her-that was a loud event, but Clio was a very good guest and just looked at her hostess as if to say, “Thank you.  I’m so glad I came here.”


We hoped that we could reach someone before our bedtime.  Steve called her “Dad”.  The neighbor was very grateful.  He said someone must have unlatched the gate.   He had been gone all day and was just coming home from work.  He’d would be right over.


The wind was howling, the lightning gave a beautiful show and the thunder was loud enough that our neighbors couldn’t possibly hear Lucky yapping.  It was also over 100 and uncomfortably humid.  Ick!

In a very few minutes, “Clio’s” dad arrived and Steve brought her out to his car.  Just in time too-as soon as Steve shut our door the rain began coming down as hard as we’ve ever heard.  The entire evening had me wondering why anyone would leave their dog out in 110 degrees all day-but maybe I baby my fur babies more than others.


The storm came and went in about an hour.  Several neighbors lost some trees from the wind, some lost power and a few had “leakage” from the force of the wind blowing the rain into the window frames.


But at least, thanks to us, one little dog was safe and happy.  In that dark a car could’ve easily run over her, a coyote could have attacked her or she could have gotten herself hopelessly lost in the wash. 


Thank goodness for her guardian angel.  Stay safe little Clio.

Tuesday, August 12, 2014


Kathy Holmes-Thank you so much!

Had to share this wonderful post written by a dear cyber friend.  We "met" years ago when we were both starting our blogs.  She's a wonderful fiction writer, but I loved her book on fatherless daughters so much that I interviewed her for an article that ran in the OC Register.

Give it a read, you'll be glad you did:  

Nancy Mueller-Strong and Savvy 2nd Act

This month's profile in the Senior Reporter is all about a very strong woman who really "went" for a completely different second act.  Read about her on pages 3 and 5:

Sunday, August 10, 2014


Alex and Dyl

The guys keeping Lucky entertained  

Making dinner

Aidan helping Uncle Adam make burgers for dinner  

Mom and the b-day boy  

Eating During the Summer

How do you feel about eating in the summer heat?

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