Tuesdays Aren't All Bad!

I can't believe I said that!

But it seems to be rather true...

Mr. K and I realized that we might need a few more supplies because we were going to be house bound for a much longer time than we originally thought.

Since our local grocery stores were reserving an hour in the mornings strictly for senior citizens,

we made plans to go.  The hour started at 6:AM!

Mr. K NEVER gets up that early.  The last time he saw life before 8:30 AM was when he fell out of bed!

I woke at 4, took a wonderful bubble bath, posted yesterday's blog, got dressed and was reviewing my list when Mr. K rolled out of bed at 5:30.

It took him 15 minutes to get ready and we were out the door.

The parking lot was pretty busy...

I never knew that there were that many elderly early risers in out area.

I was a little intimidated.  I had been in the house for more than 10 days...

Everyone was so respectful.

They maintained social distance, and respected the store's limits on special items.

The line was sooooo long but they had extra registers open and it went quickly.

Everyone kept their distance but chatted and joked with each other.

I just wanted to dance around the store singing "We are the world..." but I can hardly walk let alone dance...and the dogs howl when I sing.

Stay home.  If you must go out, practice social distancing.   Heck, Mr. K and I, who live in a ten room house, are practicing marital distancing!

We are responsible for our fellow human's health.

We are the world...

Now...here's some sweetness...

Happy Lollipop Day!

It's National Lollipop Day!

Of course, I can't celebrate without honoring my Dum Dum  lady...

Shortly after losing my husband,  the dogs, Tony and I left my dream house, 

the house on the hill, the house I believed to be my forever castle.

Even though I was happy to be living in town where there were sidewalks and stores...

Parks and of course my friend and walking partner, Deb.

I was so sad...

One day the dogs were out in the yard and I heard them barking hysterically.

I looked out and there was this tiny woman, just a bit taller than the chain link fence,

standing there looking at the dogs, a lollipop hanging out of her mouth.

She saw me and in this gravelly voice said that she knew I was not Bill, but she wasn't sure if I was Jan or Linda.

If you didn't know, I AM the Jan, Bill and Linda were my English Mastiffs.

I was too stunned to ask how she knew and she didn't seem to think I needed to know.

From then on, I would see her (and her Dum Dum) when Deb and I were out walking.

She was always friendly, happy to see us and made sure we were okay.

She was kind of like the elf on the shelf...you never knew where she would show up,

but you knew she was around...she was tiny and cute...get the picture?

Then, during the summer, we didn't see her for a week.  Someone told me where she lived, and I left a note on her door.

The next day, I went out to find a Dum Dum on the windshield of my car.

Every day that week, and it was stinking hot, I'd find Dum Dums stuck here and there around my house. 

Later that week, we found out that she was walking a few hours earlier than usual because it was so hot, but she didn't want us to worry about her.  She called us her Dum Dum girls.

She even formed a bond with Tony...she thought he was the most handsome man in the neighborhood!

One morning, I came out to find a note, scribbled in pencil, on the back of an envelope, in my car.

It was from Darlene, a friend of Jeannie's, saying she had taken Darlene to the hospital, that they thought she had the flu.  She also gave me her phone number.

When I called, I was finally able to put the puzzle pieces together.  

Darlene (who I had never met) was the wife of our new neighbor on the hill.

When my son told her husband where I was going, Darlene told Jeannie and I instantly became one of Jeannie's MANY missions.  Her morning walks were her way of checking on all she thought needed checked on.  She was tiny in stature, but had a huge heart...

Jeannie never came home to the her apartment.  She moved on to her heavenly home.

I don't know if I ever knew her birthday,

I just celebrate her on Lollipop day.

Bill, the lap dog!

Linda Lou, duchess of House on the Hill

I wonder what the neighbors thought when I moved in with these...

For the record, that's about 440 pounds of dog.

Bill was 205

Linda was 175

Winnie was 60

I know it's been too long...

But as you can see...

 

 

We're busy!

 

Catch up with you soon, I promise!

Meet Shirley!

Meet Princess Shirley's Goodness and Mercy, AKA Shirley, AKA the seven pound poop generator. 

She's a 13 week old 

Pembroke Welch Corgi,

And quite a character!  

She's changed our lives...

I now carry a diaper bag for a dog, And go shopping for accessories that are not for me...

Mr K gets down on the floor by choice and not because he fell,  

And yogurt cups have a whole new meaning! 

What were we thinking???

Last night...

Last  night, Ron, Tony and I went to visit Locklan.

 

We pretended, at some point, that we also went to see Andy and Ashley...

 

 

But we all know the truth, don't we?

 

Tony wore his special Uncle Shirt...

 

 

And was prepared...to meet his nephew...

 

 

And he did!  I think they got along quite well...

 

 

 

Locklan also got to meet Pappy...

 

 

Better known as Mr. K...

 

But most important, he got to see Granny Jan again!

 

 

and spend a little time with some of his very favorite people...

 

 

The time went by way too soon,

but it was time to leave...

 

I gave Andy a very special gift

(in a very special, manly diaper bag)

AKA a Craftsman tool bag)

 

 

More about the gift later...

 

And then Locklan and his dad...

 

 

Settled in.

 

They need to rest, there are lots more family members to meet!

 

Now I'm sure you are wondering where Ashley was during all this...

 

She didn't come right out and say it,

but I think that if I had pointed the camera towards her with the intention of posting them here...

 

I would lose my status as her favorite Mother-in-law!

 

I'll catch up with you guys later!

For now, I have to catch my breath!

 

God bless you,

Love,

Granny Jan

 

 

 

 

Ding dong

Think about this:  Yesterday afternoon, Linda wanted to go out.  We were getting ready to leave, so I put her out on the tie-out on the front porch where she proceeded to eat all the snow off the porch.

I came inside and was busy in the kitchen when I heard the 'ding dong' of the door bell.

We have only one door bell, at the front door, so I went to answer it, wondering why Linda did not bark.  She was sitting there, happy to see me.  There was no one around.
Ron came to the door to see who was there and I explained that I didn't see anyone but the dog.  He went out and walked around the house to see if perhaps someone had walked around to the back door.

No one was there.

Now we are logical people...we came to the conclusion that either we were both hearing things, and the same thing at that, or someone was playing a prank on us, OR Linda was ringing the door bell.

Hmmmmmm...

Of course, Linda is the smartest and cutest dog on the planet...it had to be her, playing tricks on us.

Still....we wondered....

We were driving down the turnpike, on our way to meet Tony and Noelle for dinner when we heard it again...ding dong!

Yes. Sometime in the past 24 hours, I managed to change my text tone to DING DONG!

Now tell me...who is the ding dong?

Okay...things to do, snow to enjoy!
Be a blessing to someone today...

God bless YOU!
Jan

Taking it easy...

I am fine, thanks for asking. Just tweaking my life a bit...it's all for the good. See you later this week!

For now, Winnie, Bill and Linda are offering free chillin' lessons!