February 21, 2007

“WHAT’S COOKIN’?”

Joe and I missed church last week and were not aware of Joan Hefner’s Congestive Heart failure, which landed her in Fox Hospital for a week. From there she went to the Manor, Otsego County’s new nursing home. You may remember Joan as an active member of St. Matthews Church, maneuvered around with a super special, three-wheeler walker, which I called her Harley. Quite by accident, I ran into her at the Manor, on one of my visiting days. She filled me in and said she was doing well and thought the Manor was great. “I lost thirty pounds and I’ll see you at church Sunday,” she said confidently, and we did.

I went on to see Florence Rood, a dear friend of mind who I try to see, but having been there in about a month. It was snowed heavily when I arrived and had to park on the far side of the lot. I looked like a snow gal upon entering. I found Florence asleep in her chair in the television room her hands were clasped on her lap and her beautiful white, hair sparkled in the sunlight. I leaned over and gave her a kiss on her warm cheek and patted on hand. She lifted her head and smiled and said, ”Why, hello Corinne." We chatted about everyone. She always asked about my children. She remembers them as little ones. Our visits always seem short but she enjoys them. I soon was on my way home traveling in the beginning of a winter storm.

Joe’s daughter, Missy and her beautiful, fair, blonde twin girls popped by. We had a nice visit. She is very busy with her girls and our visits are few. They turned four on Valentine’s Day and Joe had picked out two little stuffed puppies that looked like his Patchy. Hugs and kisses prevailed and a little lunch hit the spot. As quickly as they came, they went. . .

Andy called to tell me that snowmobile had driven into my front dooryard over the weekend. They went over the snow piles, right into the Verizon pedestal, laying it all most flat. If they had been just a light to the left, they would have slammed into a concrete marker. I shuttered to think what would have happened. I reported it and the next morning I called repair and they came right out. The technicians dug around it, marked it and will have to wait for better weather conditions to repair it. Fortunately, phone service was not affected. Andy’s buddy came and plowed out my dooryard again. The space is getting smaller and smaller. I hope that the snow disappears and stops coming. . . .

Speaking of snow, be sure to get the snow off the roof of your vehicle when you are planning to drive it.. Folks seem to clean the snow off the whole car and leave a pile on the roof. I caught a news item on TV, when 18” or more of snow slide off the roof of a car and ended up on the windshield of a following car blocking the driver’s vision. The driver stopped forcing cars following to rear ended into each other. Don’t know where it happened or if anyone was hurt, but there is a good lesson here.