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Extreme Fatigue

Extreme Fatigue

I have never felt extreme fatigue like I have today.  I woke up sleepy, and spent the entire day feeling like I was about to fall asleep.  This is the strangest feeling I’ve ever experienced.

Taking a walk didn’t help.  In fact, it made me feel more sleepy.  Dinner didn’t help either; it didn’t have an impact either way.

Let’s hope tomorrow I don’t feel like this.

More History

The house on Teal was my parent’s first home.  Prior to buying the house, we lived in rentals.  My little brother never knew what it was like living in a rented house.  In a few cases, they were houses with tenants upstairs and downstairs.

Trouble on Teal

I’ve mentioned a couple of times I got in to trouble when we lived on Teal.  There was the flooding of the farmer’s fields.  Setting the shed on fire (even though that happened near Grandma’s house, it was during the time period we lived on Teal.)

While they were building the homes nearby, I decided to play Superman and dive through the insulation.  I didn’t know how stupid that was, but I must have torn out the insulation of at least 5 or 6 framed homes.

Another time I had Karen and Lisa sit in the front scoop of a tractor with a payloader scoop.  Back then, they left the keys in these things.  I managed to get them off the ground.  I was probably 5 or 6.

I’d also wire up “electric” fences and connect the wires to the fuse box and then throw the switch.  Sparks were all I got.

The Tree House

I found some boys playing in the barley field the last summer we lived in Pocatello.  They were building a treehouse and invited me to join them.  It was at the far end of the field near the Yellowstone Highway.  (Later, that would have been the entrance to a K-Mart parking lot.)

They were a few years older, but I learned how to get a 4×8 sheet of plywood  25 feet off the ground and secured as a floor in a tree house.  It was awesome.  To this day, I can’t believe we pulled it off.  We were 3 stories off the ground and looking across the highway into the 3rd story windows of the Naval Weapons Plant.

They also taught me how to drive a nail without bending it.  It took a lot of practice, but they were patient with me… as long as I brought them lots of nails… which I would scrounge (actually steal come to think of it) from the local housing construction.

The Big Move

When Mom and Dad announced we were moving to Moscow, I was quite excited.  To me it meant friends.  I really didn’t have many in Pocatello.  Many of the kids (boys) near us had farm chores and weren’t outside playing.  I fantasized about meeting new friends.

We had visited Moscow once before.  We stayed in a strip motel next to the railroad tracks and the freight trains kept us awake most of the night.  Dad said our new apartment was on the bluff above where the motel used to be.  He said they tore it down that winter and built a Chevrolet dealership there.  Gubb Mix Chevrolet.

Mom and dad were also going to be the apartment managers in this 40-unit, 2 building complex.  To a 10 year old, that sounded pretty cool.  “Apartment Manager”, just had a sound of prestige.

This also meant we were going to live very close to Jeff and John – our cousins from Mom’s sister Shirley.  They lived in Pullman where Uncle Dick was a professor and audiologist.    Jeff was a couple years younger than me, and John was a little younger than Mark.  They would become our best friends during the year we lived in Moscow.

Empty Nest Again

Empty Nest Again

We have an empty nest again.  I took Natalie and her sons to the airport.  Of course, I cried.

The last few weeks have been wonderful.  It is nice getting to know my grandchildren better.  We did some fun activities.  Now I’m hoping my son-in-law gets a job at a big airline company so they can fly out here whenever they want.

Picking Up

While picking up around the house we have discovered a lot of things left by our children and grandchildren. While they left various food items in the refrigerator, we are also finding socks, shirts, sippy cups, toys and more.

I’m sure we’ll find more months down the road too.

Back to Work

It is time to get back to work.  I have retouching to do, emails to answer, and other work related task.  They were put on the back-burner while we had family visiting.

Here is one of the pictures I took of my granddaughter in film noir style.  Her mom wanted it to look like and old aged photo, so pardon the effect applied.

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Film Noir Look


I also have paying client photos I’m working on too.  My work this week is cut out for me.



I have never been to Johnsonberg… until today.  We made the long drive to Johnsonberg to see Jennifer and Spencer’s house and Amber’s family.

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Me and the Newest Additions

We toured their house, and saw the renovations they are doing.  It’s really looking nice!  The neighborhood seems nice too.

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Family Gathering

We then made our way to a pizza place.  The food was great, but they had no air conditioning, and it was miserably hot inside.  No wonder we were the only customers eating there.

Drive Home

On the way to Johnsonberg I took NY SR 21 down to I-86.  It took a very long time.  So, for the drive home I decided to take I-86 to NY SR 36 up to I-390 and then I-90 home.  Much faster and less stress of going through various towns at 30mph.

My grandson got quite fussy on the way home.  After a rest stop and some walking around, using the bathroom, etc., he felt much better and fell asleep driving home.

Early Job

Early Job

I had an early job this morning.  My 7am job went quite well and I was done by 7:45am.  It is nice when a plan comes together.

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Palmyra Temple Missionaries

I’m still catching up on computer/office work.  Mid-afternoon, it started to rain so hard I got a flash-flood warning on my phone.  We also had a couple of roof leaks on the house.

We have Kim Smith and her son Brian visiting.  Kim is one of the few descendants of Joseph Smith, Jr., who has joined the church.  We had a nice visit with them.

Our other house guest, David, prepared a nice dinner for us tonight.

Flower Covered Lawn

Flower Covered Lawn

I now have a flower covered lawn.  This normally happens in late March, but with the harsh temperatures it was a little slower getting here.

Schumann Construction started replacing the skirts around the house.  They had a lot of insect and dry rot damage.  It is good to stop that sort of stuff before it spreads to the infrastructure of the house.

I took a walk with my cell phone around the yard.  The flowers are starting to bloom and it is actually starting to look like spring.  This was a long cold winter.

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More Crocus

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Glories of the Snow

I pulled up a chair and painted the front door of the studio.  The harsh weather has also left its mark on the paint around the house and studio.  Some I’ll be able to do, but some I will not because of my knee.  The stuff close to the ground I’ll have to hire someone to get down on their hands and knees to scrape and paint.  The same with the high ladder work.  Uhg… I hate being like this.

Home Tour 2014

Home Tour 2014

Tonight was the Christmas Home Tour 2014.  We had lots of people come to tour the house while I sat that and watched them funnel through.

We had a bit of excitement and learned a lesson. One of the candles started a fire.  It was one of those store-bought decorative candles with a glass hurricane cover over the candle, and a floral arrangement around the outside.  Some how, those fake plants around the outside caught fire.  The house filled with smoke and they almost had to discharge an extinguisher to put it out.  I will NEVER use a candle in an unoccupied room again.  That was too close a call.  Fortunately, we had just had the batteries replaced in the smoke detectors.

Needless to say, feeling a bit helpless and upset about the near catastrophe, I had to keep reminding myself to be thankful and grateful it wasn’t worse.

Elizabethe gave me my birthday present tonight.  It is a TT850 Neewer Flash.  This is a VERY nice flash gun.  It’s 100% manual, which is okay, but it is built like a $600 flash.  In fact, it is the best made flash I have ever handled.  The cool thing about this flash is it is the only flash that uses a rechargeable lithium battery.  It also has a remote available that will control multiple units.  If this thing works well, I might order two more.  (Oh, they are only about $120 each.  For the price of one Canon flash, I could own 5 of these things.

I’m going to let the battery charge over night.  (Oh, and it came with the charger too.)

Most of the time electronics made in China are pretty cheaply made.   This thing feels luxurious.  When I was a kid, cheap stuff came from Japan.  Then, the Japanese started making higher quality items.  Looks like the Chinese are starting to make quality stuff.


Day After 2014

Day After 2014

The Day After 2014’s election and it looks like Cuomo narrowly won.  Maffei lost by a landslide.  I guess you lose some and you win some.  It is said that Cuomo won by the smallest margin since FDR.  I’m happy Katko won the House seat for our district.

I see Mia Love from Saratoga Springs, Utah, won in her district.  In an interview, they tried to make it about race, and Mia set them straight.

I also see that Republicans won in practically every district except those in heavy metropolitan costal areas.  Perhaps it is a property owners verses renters.  Or, perhaps it is something that goes along with population density.  I’m sure there is some study about it somewhere on the Internet.

The day started with the chamber of commerce board meeting here at the house.  Since I couldn’t make it out to the meeting, I invited them to meet here.  It was nice to see and interact with them.

The rest of the day I spent working on the new standing rules and bylaws for the chamber.  We need to vote on them at our annual meeting.  I’m not the best for attention to detail in writing, but I’ll do my best and let others comment and recommend changes.

You Say Potato, I Say…

We call bison buffalo, sweet potatoes yams and we wonder why we’re confused.  I’ve been told that when people call something by a certain name long enough, that name sticks.  So, like calling a spade a shovel… I’ll stick with what they really are.

And now for something completely different…

There was a beautiful sunset behind the house last night.  I had to capture it as we were on our way out the door.  Check this out…

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Sunset Last Night

Today I substituted in Primary as the pianist.  I love playing the piano for kids when they sing.

Sisters Killen and Graham came for dinner.  It was mostly re-made leftovers.  I made turkey in pepper gravy over rice and reheated some scalloped potatoes.

House Repairs

Today was set aside for some of those little, annoying house repairs.  This meant walking around with a bucket of paint to get those places where something banged against the wall, or where some paint had started to peel.  Then you have those cracks that need a little spackle, sanding and paint.  Light bulbs needed replacing too.

It is amazing how exhausting those little things can get.  And, if you try to do them as you find them, you spend all that preparation time for one little thing.  It’s easier to set aside a day like today to do them.

It is also a time when you discover which paint cans did not get labeled.  You sit there and ask yourself, “Is this the paint for the bedroom?  Or, is it for the downstairs bathroom?”  Of course, the only real way to tell is to shake it up, stir it up, and then go test it.  All of this takes time.

At the end of the day you realize you have to schedule another day to go back after the spackle has cured, and the touch-up paint has dried, only to go over things one more time.

It looks like I will be busy Friday.