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I'll spend the whole day worrying about my girl cat, Buffy. A year ago she started pulling the fur off the top of her right foot. It was finally confirmed by 2 vets that she is gnawing at a tumor, possibly cancerous. It looks so awful.

Anyway, she is scheduled for surgery tomorrow morning. She is 15. She is the sweetest, nicest most affectionate cat I have ever known. I love her so much and hope she does well under anesthesia. When she comes home, her brother Max will shun her & hiss at her because she will be wearing a collar and might be bandaged. She has been in medical trouble before, and when she gets home she always goes to Max first, and he always behaves this way, so I expect nothing different. Hope it's not cancer. I don't think I would seek treatment for it, but hopefully I won't have to.
All the best for Buffy.
 

I so disagree with your fifth paragraph. Maybe we are different generation. I worked in an insurance office in Los Angeles on Wilshire Blvd. My friend worked in the garment district. She got paid by the finished piece. I don’t know who owned the company, let alone what religion they were. If she had ever opened her mouth, to a supervisor, she would have been fired.

If I ever opened my mouth to a supervisor I would have been fired.

Jewish woman, of the day during these years, were subservient to the men. Not to mention how close to the horrors of WWII we still were. Not to mention how many survivors were still alive and in the Jewish community. Were the woman strong, yes, powerful in their family, yes. As they had to deal with the horrors of the past, the memories, the deaths, life was still hard. But they deferred to the men.

A Jewish man, in the 1960’s/1970’s-trying to get into your pants? No way. You maybe need to clarify that statement cause NO WAY it was a Jewish man; let alone men. I had a friend who worked at the insurance company. She was Jewish. I was invited and stayed over at her house. The Jewish community was in a separate part of town.

I think you may have remembered wrong, or I read it wrong, or whatever. But a Jewish man, in those years. Nope, not believable to me.
I worked for and with Jewish-owned apparel manufacturers from the early 70s through the early 2000s, have had many Jewish friends (most of my closest friends are Jewish), dated several Jewish men, my godparents were Jewish (as were most of my parents' friends), and for four years I had a Jewish roommate (who spent a year in Israel on a kibbutz and was fluent in Hebrew). I knew her family well and in the beginning was able to pass as Jewish when near her bubbe. (I knew enough about Judaism and Yiddish to squeak by until Bubbe accepted me.)

To be clear, I never suggested that ALL Jewish men were skirt-chasers. But those who were (and their were plenty with eyes for young, attractive shiksas) backed away when they got told off.

Your friend apparently bundled, sewed, trimmed, pressed or performed other sewing floor labor, which was very different from management (which I was). Virtually ALL people in that category were/are paid by the piece (with a minimum wage guarantee).

Unless it was a very small company, the owner was unlikely to have any interaction with her. Supervision over employees in that category was left to the floor lady or floor man. And you're correct that some of those folks could be ruthless.

Jewish women were subservient or deferential to men? Not hardly. Maybe in some ultra orthodox communities that I didn't have contact with, but those would have been very scarce in the Los Angeles garment industry.

My lifetime of experience: American Jewish women tend to be well educated, liberal, politically astute, generous and kind, unafraid of stating their opinions, career-driven professionals who delight in their children, and who don't take a back seat to anyone - certainly not to their husbands or other men. I learned a lot about asserting myself from these powerful women.
 
I'm very happy to report... for anyone whose been following the saga of my DD .. that today she's had her offer on a new house accepted!! Thank you God!...and better still it's in the very same lovely village where she lives now.. so still very close to work which was her main concern about finding somewhere...👏🙏

The house needs some internal work, but that was reflected in the price.. there was 11 offers on the house all meeting the asking price and more , and my daughter knowing how urgently she needed this and the chances of another coming available in the next month are slim.., upped the offer to a lot more than it's actually worth and it was accepted today ... but it was imperative she got a home before her lease on the rental runs out in a month and she would essentially be homeless..
 
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Very cold here today but I still went out for my hour walk around the block...can't go to the mall to walk as we are in Step 2 which is limiting the number of people there. Sigh...went to Costco with son and it was a bit quiet there too. Picked up a grocery order at Loblaws and some items missing (probably out of stock) so I did another grocery order for Wed. Did some supper preparation so the bowl is thrown into the microwave for a few minutes and it's ready to eat. Played some Rummikub with hubby. Probably going to read a book now. I usually go to the library to pick up/drop off books but not today. Sigh...sometimes I wish my life was a bit more exciting but I am thankful for what I do have. Hope everyone has a good day too!
 
So happy for your DD and you, @hollydolly It’s hard worrying about our kids, no matter the age.
Thank you Jules...it's been 11 months of worry since she sold her house and business in Spain last December at short notice and had to find a job and a home to rent very quickly.. about 2 hours from here .. she's been a star doing all this pretty much alone, and while working full time... and looking after 3 elderly dogs.., and once all the paperwork is signed she won't let the grass grow under her feet, she'll get the renovations done asap...
 
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Thank you Jules...it's been 11 months of worry since she sold her house and business in Spain last December at short notice and had to find a job and a home to rent very quickly.. about 2 hours from here .. she's been a star doing all this pretty much alone, and while working full time... and looking after 3 elderly dogs.., and once all the paperwork is signed she won't let the grass grow under her feet, she'll get the renovations done asap...
@hollydolly
It's great to hear that your DD has bought a house for herself and her 3 doggos :) When does she have to leave her present abode?
 
I'm very happy to report... for anyone whose been following the saga of my DD .. that today she's had her offer on a new house accepted!! Thank you God!...and better still it's in the very same lovely village where she lives now.. so still very close to work which was her main concern about finding somewhere...👏🙏

The house needs some internal work, but that was reflected in the price.. there was 11 offers on the house all meeting the asking price and more , and my daughter knowing how urgently she needed this and the chanes of another coming available in the next month are slim.., upped the offer to a lot more than it's actually worth and it was accepted today ... but it was imperative she got a home before her lease on the rental runs out in a month and she would essentially be homeless..

Hurray! That's terrific news! 🤩 🤩 🤩
Very glad for you and for her!

And we love, and need, some good news like this! So thanks for sharing it!:D
 
Hurray! That's terrific news! 🤩 🤩 🤩
Very glad for you and for her!

And we love, and need, some good news like this! So thanks for sharing it!:D
Thank you Kaila.🌷.. you have no idea how much this good news has been welcomed in this family for more reasons than the obvious one.. it's one layer of worry lifted off our shoulders of many that have burdened us this last 6 months .. 🙏
 
Where are you from @Vida May?
I was born in Seattle, Washington. When I was 4 my mother moved my sister and I to Hollywood, California, and we lived in the valley for a while. My married years have been mostly in Oregon. That was a difficult adjustment, from southern California and big cities to cooler and wetter Oregon and little rural towns. The day I looked up at the sky and thought how beautiful the clouds were was when I realized, I had finally made the adjustment.

But socially the adjustment was more challenging! You can imagine I am sure, from L.A. to small rural towns. 😵 I experienced cultural shock! Our first home was a small coastal town that was so primitive it was like being taken into the past. People chopping and burning wood, instead of having central heating. No theatre or even awareness of what a theatre is. A Native American woman threatening to chop my head off. 😂 I can appreciate Dorthy's words, "We are not in Kansas anymore."
 
I'm very happy to report... for anyone whose been following the saga of my DD .. that today she's had her offer on a new house accepted!! Thank you God!...and better still it's in the very same lovely village where she lives now.. so still very close to work which was her main concern about finding somewhere...👏🙏

The house needs some internal work, but that was reflected in the price.. there was 11 offers on the house all meeting the asking price and more , and my daughter knowing how urgently she needed this and the chances of another coming available in the next month are slim.., upped the offer to a lot more than it's actually worth and it was accepted today ... but it was imperative she got a home before her lease on the rental runs out in a month and she would essentially be homeless..
Wow, that sounds like a very serious housing problem! Oregon is starting to fill up now and has a housing problem now. I remember when housing was cheap because there was a lot of it and not a lot of people.
 
My home is a 1954, never renovated, ranch house. It has 3 bedroom, 1.5 bathrooms, kitchen, small den, living room, dining area, laundry room, and a full basement. The windows have never been replaced, and are all casement windows. One picture window is 103" long, and the other is 98" long, both in the living room.

The basement is partially finished with a huge playroom and a full bathroom. The rest of it is concrete. Nearly the entire basement is paneled. We don't use it because it has to be renovated. My landlord was going to do that this winter, but he never got around to it. The other rooms, which are not finished (concrete floors) have tons of stuff in them that belong to the owner.

The house sits on two lots, so about an acre of land. The second lot is empty. The backyard is full of trees and bushes, the house is basically covered in ivy. When the ivy started to sneak into the house (via the windows), I got out the clippers and leaned out the window to cut as much of it away as I could. The back yard also has a 2,000-3,000 s.f. storage building. My landlord's father had it built for his wife, who was a hoarder, when her belongings had overfilled the house, including the basement. The building is not heated, but has electricity for lights.

My dear friend and landlord said he would clean it all up this fall but he didn't. Nothing has been done to the yard in 6 years, aside from regular lawn mowing, so all the plants are terribly overgrown and the trees are totally invested with some extremely long sticky vine that arrived in my area a few years ago. It is almost impossible to get off the trees, and I think of it as the northeastern version of kudzu. I know, because I tried to get it off my trees when I lived in the country. The vine is completely wrapped around every limb of the trees.

The house is an orange-ish brick, and has a double garage.

I like the house a lot, but if I could afford to buy it, I wouldn't. The electrical and plumbing systems are 67 years old, for example. They must be replaced.

Sounds like a lot of work needs to be done! I would begin by getting control of the vegetation! The plants you mentioned can destroy the house and trees.

Can you find the sticky vine that is growing on the trees here?
https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1...KHUhIDcwQjJkEegQIHxAC&biw=856&bih=531&dpr=1.5

I know the difficulty of getting rid of ivy but it really should not be allowed to grow on buildings. Has anyone attempted to cut the vines at ground level? That should kill the vine going up a building or trees, but of course, what remains in the ground will continue to grow.

I hear about the other repair problems. I love old homes and buildings and have dealt with electrical and plumbing problems. When we love the old homes and buildings, of course, we want to care for them. It is kind of a conflict between preserving its original condition and doing the updates that are a big improvement. For years I have thought of how wonderful it would be to turn a 1950 home into a museum. I would want to restore it and furnish it with things from that time period. And it would be really great to park a 1950 car in the driveway.

What kind of trees do you have? I could want fruit trees and berries and space for a vegetable garden. 😂 And the physical body I had when I was 30 so I could take care of everything. :cautious: What I have and what I want are not compatible. Meaning I have neither the money nor the physical ability to have my dream home.
 
I'm very happy to report... for anyone whose been following the saga of my DD .. that today she's had her offer on a new house accepted!! Thank you God!...and better still it's in the very same lovely village where she lives now.. so still very close to work which was her main concern about finding somewhere...👏🙏

The house needs some internal work, but that was reflected in the price.. there was 11 offers on the house all meeting the asking price and more , and my daughter knowing how urgently she needed this and the chances of another coming available in the next month are slim.., upped the offer to a lot more than it's actually worth and it was accepted today ... but it was imperative she got a home before her lease on the rental runs out in a month and she would essentially be homeless..
Yea! Good for her! It's nice to hear about her good news. 😊
 
Sounds like a lot of work needs to be done! I would begin by getting control of the vegetation! The plants you mentioned can destroy the house and trees.
I warned my friend/landlord about the ivy problem. He can see for himself the state of the yard. I cannot fix it, nor can I grow a garden. I'm recovering from chemo. The trees would have to be climbed using my friend's landscaping equipment, of which he has an abundance. He's 77 and he is in the best physical shape, has energy and stamina, that I've ever seen in a person his age. But he's been putting this off for a long time, and he may be overwhelmed. It took 9 huge dumpsters to get most of the hoarded stuff out of the house, especially the basement. My sons helped him, but he worked faster and harder than they did. It is very hard work to clear a hoarder's house, and he'd already done most of it in the living area, five years ago. It took him ages. Rooms were literally filled from floor to ceiling, so he had to start in the doorways.

When spring comes, if I can do it, I will offer to help him with the yard. He refuses to hire help, even though he can easily afford it. First, the problem is that help is hard to find, and second, when it is found, the people don't work very hard and often don't show up for work. That's why he retired, in fact. And it's why my friend who has a landscaping and excavation business can't expand it.
 
Well, this was an interesting day. First, my daughter said that I am trans-phobic because I don't always remember to use the correct pronouns for her boyfriend I told her that with a lifetime of seeing men, who always looked like men (as her bf does), it is just wired in my brain to call him "him" instead of "them". Also a lifetime of using grammar more or less properly. And chemo brain, too.

Then she said chemo brain was a made up condition, and I urged her to read about on the Mayo Clinic website. It's real, and I have it, although it is getting better. It effects my short term memory, and my being able to remember the words I want to use. I can't remember, for example, when making a spreadsheet, the name of the vendor and the amount charged -- only one at time. I'm working from PDFs that can't be printed. The words come to me if I just relax for a few minutes. I no longer have brain fog because the chemo brain is improving. Then I told her that I was not going to talk to her about this any more, and left the room.

Later, I asked her bf what this trans thing is about, and he said times have changed and now non-gendered people are "under the trans umbrella". That makes no sense to me, but hey, it's their gig, not mine.
 
I'm very happy to report... for anyone whose been following the saga of my DD .. that today she's had her offer on a new house accepted!! Thank you God!...and better still it's in the very same lovely village where she lives now.. so still very close to work which was her main concern about finding somewhere...👏🙏

The house needs some internal work, but that was reflected in the price.. there was 11 offers on the house all meeting the asking price and more , and my daughter knowing how urgently she needed this and the chances of another coming available in the next month are slim.., upped the offer to a lot more than it's actually worth and it was accepted today ... but it was imperative she got a home before her lease on the rental runs out in a month and she would essentially be homeless..
That is good news! One less worry for you.
 
I was born in Seattle, Washington. When I was 4 my mother moved my sister and I to Hollywood, California, and we lived in the valley for a while. My married years have been mostly in Oregon. That was a difficult adjustment, from southern California and big cities to cooler and wetter Oregon and little rural towns. The day I looked up at the sky and thought how beautiful the clouds were was when I realized, I had finally made the adjustment.

But socially the adjustment was more challenging! You can imagine I am sure, from L.A. to small rural towns. 😵 I experienced cultural shock! Our first home was a small coastal town that was so primitive it was like being taken into the past. People chopping and burning wood, instead of having central heating. No theatre or even awareness of what a theatre is. A Native American woman threatening to chop my head off. 😂 I can appreciate Dorthy's words, "We are not in Kansas anymore."
I did very similar when I moved from the largest city in Scotland to this backwood of a country rural town in England ... ( although no-one was threatening to chop my head off , but they were extremely unwelcoming to this 19 year old).. There was nothing to do, nowhere to go.. for a teenager... it took a lot of adjusting
 
3 degrees when I got up but sun is out now. It will warm up some. Not worried about because I am not even going to the dumpster today. I just started a pot of bone broth in the Instant Pot. I saved up all my chicken bones for the last month or so in the freezer. Time to get rid of them.

Having coffee now, probably do some laundry if the laundry room is free.

Have a good day everyone!
 
Wow, that sounds like a very serious housing problem! Oregon is starting to fill up now and has a housing problem now. I remember when housing was cheap because there was a lot of it and not a lot of people.
yes we have a very serious housing problem here... ..to put it into Perspective we have around 68 million 'legal' people living here, and they suspect at least 2 million more illegals ...in a country smaller than the State of Oregon USA whose estimated population is 4 million....
 
Once again I'm wearing long underwear when I'm going for my walks
This morning around 6:40,all bundled up went outside,temp was 5 with slight wind felt below zero.I'm used to walking in this weather when its bone chilling cold. I did for 27 yrs when I walked to work 3 times/wk.My short walk was around our apt complex
I don't have any other plans for the day,I'll find something to do,mid morning will venture outside for another short walk.I go stir crazy if I can't go outside for my walks, even if its for a couple of minutes
 

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