Official old age slammed me on the head!

In a couple of days, I’ll reach a milestone birthday.  I look at the calendar with wonderment that I would live this long.  When did that happen?  How did all this time go by?  I don’t feel old.

I try to push things out of my mind that I don’t particularly want to think about, but it’s hard to ignore this because I’ve received a trashcan full of Medicare brochures over the last two--three months.  Suddenly everyone has my name and address.  I hate to deal with things like this where I have to make a big decision because if I don’t do it, it will be made for me.  It seems no one is exempt from Medicare.  There is no opting out.

I made an appointment with a counselor at the senior center here to discuss my options and have the whole program explained to me.  He wasn’t selling anything, so I figured I was safe.  It was all about as clear as mud when I left his office an hour later, but I read up on some things (boring) and met with another person to sign up the next day.

The guy at the senior center told me I had to act ASAP because I’d be without insurance for another month if I wasn’t signed up by the fourteenth.  What he didn’t know was that I wasn’t very worried because I haven’t had insurance for thirty years.  What difference would another month make?  I guess if I was always ill this would be a concern, but I only see the doctor once a year.

So folks, I’m going to be official old and inundated with paperwork from now on.  When thinking about all this stuff, I remember the two old guys who used to work for me back in the 1980’s and all their problems with Medicare.  I’ve even seen all the issues with my husband’s claims finally being paid after a lot of time, phone calls and frustration.  Of course, anytime the government is involved in anything, look out.  I’m not looking forward to it one bit.  I wonder how many trees they chop down to accommodate all the paperwork.

At least I’m still healthy and thankful for that.  I intend to go on with an optimistic attitude like usual.  That’s all we can do, right.  Eat healthy, exercise and keep a positive outlook.  

Searching for shade

That’s a priority in the summer when you live in the desert.  It can get to 115, although that’s rare, but we do see between 105 and 108 on quite a few days.  I live in a two-story house so it’s a challenge to keep it cool, or doable.  I’m sure by some standards; the house wouldn’t be cool because we keep the thermostat set on 82.

 Sunshade sewed and ready to hang

 

This year I decided to put shade on the skylights upstairs.  I have three large ones that catch the afternoon sun and that room is roasting in summer.  I think we lose a lot of A/C because of all the heat streaming in.  After checking about town, I decided to make my own because of what everyone wanted to charge to do the job.  After all, I do know how to sew and I’ll only be using them three months of the year.

 This is how it started out

 

I finally found the best price online at Walmart.  This isn’t something they carry in store so I ordered the roll.  It arrived in two days, which really shocked me because I didn’t pay for expedited shipping.  While in Walmart to pick up the product, I bought the spring tension rods I would use to hold them up in the window well.

 Tension rods

 

The biggest part of the project was measuring and figuring out what I wanted to do before cutting into this big roll of shade cloth.  I have lots left over.  Once I did cut them out and pin the hems, I’m quick on the sewing machine and it only took me about thirty minutes to sew and install each one.

 Before installing sunshades

 

Naturally, this also cuts down on the light in the room, but I think it’ll be worth it.  This fabric provides 90% shade.

 Close up of installed sunshade

 

When I walked into that room this morning, I did notice it’s cooler in there, so I’m pleased.  Now I wonder why I didn’t do these ten years ago.  There is no job too big if you really need to do it.

Look at the pictures.  How did I do?

Minding Miss Snuggles

And here she is:

Snuggles

Snuggles is about four-years-old.  She’s friendly and quite playful.  This cat opens drawers and doors, although she hasn’t done that much lately.

When my neighbor is away hiking and camping, I’m the one elected to make sure Snuggles stays out of trouble, has food and water and her litter box scooped.  Plus, she needs a little company too.  There was another neighbor sharing this job with me but she moved about two weeks ago, so it’s just me again.

Snuggles

Snuggles is always glad to see me and wants me to pet her as soon as my feet are in the door.  After about five minutes, I can deposit my neighbor’s mail on the table and then go about my cat duties.  After that, it’s playtime.  She wants me to chase her around the house or play with the laser light. 

 Snuggles

I really feel sorry for this little cat (not really so little) because she’s alone so much.  I try to take Raven with me occasionally because he loves to go and loves everybody.  But today, he was napping and didn’t even move when I jingled the keys.  This is unusual for him, but he was up and into my sewing stuff part of the day while I was making sunshades for the skylights in my sewing/craft room.  I guess he missed his nap.

Raven

I’ll show you the sunshades in my next post.

You can’t get much cuter than this

Wildlife babies are finally showing up in our yard.  We haven’t seen as many this summer.  I think that’s due to lots of rain and plenty of seeds in the desert.  I had to post a few cute pics because everybody comes here for a drink of water.  As you can see, there’s always a parent close by to watch over the little ones.

Enjoy!  I think they're so darn cute!

 

The importance of water in the desert

One of the first things we learned when moving here, almost eleven years ago, is the importance of water to stay hydrated.  Everyone here never leaves the house to go anywhere without a bottle of water.  You never know when you could have a flat tire or some other catastrophe, so it’s best to be smart and prepared.

When temperatures reach the nineties and the triple digits here in the summers, every creature must stay hydrated.  This includes all the critters too and not just people.

I remember going to Palm Springs years ago during the summer.  We were sitting outside under a patio with a mister.  The lunch was wonderful and the mist system sure helped but it was still very hot.  The poor birds gathered on the decorative stucco walls surrounding the place, holding their wings out from their bodies and panting in an effort to stay cool.  I tried to find anything that would hold water so I could set some out for them.  Sadly, there was nothing available.  I felt terrible and never forgot that experience.

Today we keep pans of water all over the yard for the birds and other creatures that venture by.  We have to put rocks in all the pans so the wind doesn’t carry them off into the desert.

Our birdbath gets loaded with birds.  They sit in there shoulder-to-shoulder with others lined up waiting for some space to open up so they can get in there and cool off.  All the species get along well here and usually never squabble, although at times a pigeon bully will come by. 

The desert toads venture out late at night, get into the water pans, swim, and hang out.  They can’t come out in the desert heat, so are strictly night visitors and catch moths and other bugs that are active at that time of day.

There are also many lizards (no, not the green ones) and some snakes that come by for a drink and then slither away back into the desert.

Right now, we’re busy watching the baby quail and baby chipmunks passing through with their parents and siblings all day long.  I always keep a camera close by in hopes of getting a great shot.

It definitely takes stamina and skill to survive here and some species thrive.

The first baby sighting of the year

I’m talking about animal babies here, in this case baby quail.  They are about three weeks late in showing up this year but the weather has been cooler and rainier.  I don’t know if that affects quail life or not.

 Baby quail twins

 

This morning a recently hatched couple of babies were separated from their siblings and parents.  I’m not sure how this can happen because the quail seem to know how many little ones they have and if anyone is lost.  They will stay around and call out until they find the babies.  Not so today.  The parents were missing.  My husband went out, picked these two up, took them around to the vacant lot, and let them go in the dense underbrush.  They seemed to be looking that way and didn’t now how to get over there.  Of course, I’m worried about them because survival is slim anyway here in the desert.  I hope the parents will find them before dark.

They were very unafraid because they haven’t learned that skill yet.  This is the only pic I got of them but they are so cute and only about an inch high.  I’m sure more pictures will be coming later.

Clouds fascinate me

Clouds taken from my backyard

I’m always taking photos and the sky is a favorite thing to photograph.  I love all the cloud formations and when puffy, white clouds adorn the sky giving the field of blue a bit of character.  

This also reminds me of growing up when my siblings and I would lie on the ground in the summers and pick out animals and things from the formations of ever-changing clouds.

 Clouds taken from my yard

Sometimes this is almost better than just a pure blue sky, at least for pics of scenery and such.

Here in the desert, we don’t get many days with big, cumulous clouds all over.  It’s usually black clouds, or all blue sky.

Here are a few pics from the past few months.

Do you like the clouds or prefer blue sky?