The house stinks

That sounds bad. The house does have, shall we say, scents.  Some are good, like the smell of cooking foods and yummies.  Some are … well, stinky … like sealer, glue, paint, and such. These are the result of some Santa’s workshop projects going on.

The Bean said that gifties need to be mailed out next week to get to the friends and family by Krissmiss.  She and we (even Cooper has helped) are working hard to make it all happen, so it does provide a few olfactory samples.  Sigh.

But soon the odors that aren’t so great will be replaced by the delightful ones of baking, sugar, and savory snacks and treats.  One day at a time.

Only 18 days till X-Mass.

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The absolute end of November

It’s official – it’s the Christmas season!  Farewell pumpkins, autumn leaves, and gobbling turkeys, but hello Santa!

Bean is mostly recovered now, and she celebrated with Mr. Bean and Jr. Bean, who all went to the Verizon Store on Black Friday to get new phones.  Bean loves her Pixel 3, though at times still struggles with certain functions.  She says it works great and is “pretty,” thanks to the addition of a cool protective case in pink and grey.

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We are delighted to be hosting Elizabeth “Pinkly” Pinkerton’s good friend, Cooper Herbert. He’s only here for a few weeks, but has already proved most useful, helping to haul in the stones from Scar’s fountain. It was a big job.  He claims to feel right at home because of one of the other Ruruko girls, Saoirse, aka “Identa-Cousin,”  so called because she looks nearly identical to Cooper’s twin, Kestrel. Saoirse and Kestrel also had on  nearly identical sneakers. Saoirse says Kestrel’s were way cooler – Converse!

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We are all now busy going over wish lists, making gifts and searching for them online when they can’t be created.

‘Tis the season.

 

Family week in the Pacific Northwest

First of all, Cooper came and so Pinkly and he were very happy together. He brought her a pretty pink ribbon.

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The Identa-Cousins met for the first time.  Saoirse on the right in white blouse, and her cousin Kestrel two her left.

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On Wednesday, we went into Seattle and visited the Chihuly Garden and Glass. Pretty awesome.  A small selection of photos follow.

We visited the Pacific Science Center, which was hands-on for kids and big kids (hehe).  Bean really liked the Naked Mole Rats. We could not touch the critters or the cool large albino corn snake, but Naked Mole Rats are colonies, like bees, with a queen who produces the babies and workers, one of which was industriously creating a new nest during the visit.

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There was also brain touching.  Awesome.  It was a sheep’s brain, and we now know why sheep aren’t the smartest animal in the barn. Check the size (and yes, it was an adult sheep).

Thanksgiving was pretty tasty and awesome.  Never had dessert (pumpkin and cherry pie) because someone was too full of turkey, stuffing, gravy, cranberries, cheesy cauliflower, sweet potato casserole with some sort of awesome topping, green bean casserole, and rolls.

 

Today, Black Friday, the Bean, Mr. Bean, and Bean Son all went to the Verizon store and bought new phones.  Son got a Samsung Note 9 and the Bean and Mr. got Pixel 3 phones.  Everyone seems happy.

We have only another day and a half with the visitors, but there is one more big activity and potential games to be played.  A week never seems to last as long as we’d like.

Happy Thanksgiving Week to one and all….now, let the Krissmiss season begin!

EXTRA EXTRA EXTRA BIG NEWS!

Yesterday, Mr. Happy showed up, and tomorrow Auntie Sara and the Beanettes will arrive for the full week of Thanksgiving.  Typically, we go to a beach house every other year, but made a switch this year in part so the family could see our new digs.  Actually, Mr. Happy has seen Auntie Glenda and Uncle GT’s house, but nobody else has, and nobody has seen ours, so there is much to see and do.  As always, my Bean and Auntie Glenda have probably over-planned things.  At least nobody will lack for activity time!

We are all moving into Auntie Glenda and Uncle GT’s house for the week starting Saturday, but there will be a mid-week tea and sewing event at the Bean’s for the girls. We don’t know what the men and I will do.  We’ll think of something. It’s going to be a true crowd!

We are also eagerly awaiting the outcome of tonight’s Archery Team competition in which Uncle GT will be participating. I’ll try to do some special posts throughout this entire week on my Facebook page:  https://www.facebook.com/snipherbertBJD/

I’m ultra excited to also see some of my cousins from VA.  So much excitement.  Only Auntie Karla and her wee (and not so wee) Beans will be absent this year.  It was her announcement last year telling us she wouldn’t be at the bi-annual event that spawned this one. But they will be missed. We hope they have a great time too.  Maybe we’ll see some photos of their doings.

Snip (I’m so excited!!!)

 

My first real vacation

The airplane travel wasn’t entirely new to me, but it had been several years since I flew.  Not sure I enjoyed it.  But we arrived safely and, after a longish drive made it to our destination, Branson, MO.

We came for a Woodcarving Seminar and Hitty Retreat, back-to-back.  Our room had a swan towel that welcomed me, so Bean took my photo.  After sleep, we had our first woodcarving day.  Lots of old friends were there. The stairs up were steep, but once there, we didn’t mind so much.  Everyone carved Hitty.  Ours is still incubating.

Day two the plumbing had issues (turned out to be a collapsed sewer line down the way). Possibly not yet fixed since some people past the problem objected to them digging up the street or something.  For the Retreat, we moved to a lovely clubhouse in the neighborhood where the carving’s building owner lived.  It was already reserved for the final night, but she pulled a few strings and made it happen for the entire retreat. It was on Lake Taneycomo and lovely.

More friends joined us, including Bean’s good friends Gillman Davis and his wife Nellie. Gillman and the Bean1

There were a few people there who the Bean didn’t know, and a few who she had never met, and some she had not seen for many years.  It was fun.  We watched a Hitty be born, swapped back and forth between carvers Janet Cordell and Adina Huckins, a tiny gourd turned into a cute Hitty birdhouse, and learned how to make a sheep from pipe cleaners and wool. Ours needs a smidge more wool on it, but is ultra cute.  There were sales tables and a silent auction, too.  One thing we purchased was a painting by Nancy Arthurs of the old carving cabin where Bean first learned to carve. In front of the cabin is the Farkleberry tree.  Bean is a member of the Farkleberry Woodcarvers.Carving Cabin painting

The final evening was a dessert where the dolls were given out.  Each was carved by both Janet and Adina: one blocked the face, the other finished. Ours told use her name is Hitty Ja-dina, the first two letters of Janet and the last four of Adina. Beautiful Ja-dina

Our table decorations were lovely – driftwood with fairy lights and crow’s nests. I tested it out, since I was tired, and found it quite comfy.  Even more comfy is being home. In the Crow's nesr

See you next week.

Branson, MO, Hitty Aux Arc

We got to Missouri on Sunday and started carving Monday morning.  Despite all odds, we managed to get most of a Hitty carved and moved from the Seminar to the Event today.  Saw old friends, made some new friends, and spent relaxed time with others.

Sorry to be brief, but I’m so tired from fighting off an alligators and a beat today. Photos are on my Facebook page, Snip Herbert.

I’ll try to put it all together next week, but I’ve been posting daily on Facebook, so consider checking that page.

Hugs from the Bean and her Snip plus Hitty GoBy.

Going on a trip…

I am most excited to report that I’m going on a trip with the Bean…just me and a couple of woodens.  The Bean invited Smidge, but she didn’t want to come, so will hang out at home with Kele and Taelyn. So I’m head kid.  AND I’ll be reporting daily from Branson, MO.

Where are we going?  Well, Branson….duh.  But to a Hitty carving seminar AND a Hitty Retreat, Hitty Aux Arc.  Janet Cordell and Adina Huckins (Denton sisters) are the organizers. I know them from visiting in Arkansas, but all manner of people will be there too, and I’ve only met some of them.  Bean says she’s met nearly all of them, so she’ll introduce me.  I have to ride in a capsule, but not the pink one…too pink. I’m only bringing my laptop so I can post. Keeping it simple. So that’s the upcoming excitement.

But this week at home, the Bean was gone two days to puppy-sit the grand-dog.  Haley got her surgical stitches out on Monday, and positively hates the cone of shame.  She seems to believe that it renders her paralyzed and as hopeless invalid to have it put on her.  The Bean’s theory was that if the incision was healed to the point the vet removed the stitches, then why was the cone necessary? It’s been a tough process.  The pain meds made her loopy, the cone paralyzed her, she was embarrassed by the shaved area, and we think she’s depressed from everyone telling her no-no if she even looks at the wound. The bean hoped to give her respite from the cone by being there so she wouldn’t have to wear it while her Mama & Papa were at work.

Unfortunately, she had to leave at 4:30 yesterday, and both parents were going to be late. Under orders to keep her coned for 3-4 days post stitch removal, the Bean had to install the CONE OF SHAME before leaving.  She apologized as she put it on,  but for her efforts she received the “Et tu, Brute?” look of betrayal, and Bean is feeling horribly guilty and sad.

So maybe it’s a good thing we are leaving town. Reports can be expected starting on Monday Oct. 29.

See y’all in Branson.

So it’s not really Indian Summer after all

Here in the Pacific Northwest, we thought for sure we were experiencing Indian Summer.  It had become rainy and cooler and then suddenly, it was warm and sunny and dry.  Hooray…we thought. Indian summer.

Then our local TV station weather person explained it to us, and sadly we learned that our current October weather didn’t meet the criteria!

 

What Is an Indian Summer?

Here are criteria for an Indian summer from THE OLD FARMER’S ALMANAC:

  • As well as being warm, the atmosphere during Indian summer is hazy or smoky, there is no wind, the barometer is standing high, and the nights are clear and chilly.
  • A moving, cool, shallow polar air mass is converting into a deep, warm, stagnant anticyclone (high pressure) system, which has the effect of causing the haze and large swing in temperature between day and night.
  • The time of occurrence is important: The warm days must follow a spell of cold weather or a good hard frost.

The conditions described above must occur between St. Martin’s Day (November 11) and November 20. For over 200 years, The Old Farmer’s Almanac has adhered to the saying, “If All Saints’ (November 1) brings out winter, St. Martin’s brings out Indian summer.”

 

So it’s definitely not Indian Summer, although we might still pretend. Next week it will no longer be dry or sunny, and probably not too warm either, and it still won’t be Indian Sumner.  However, just today, the same weather person promised us we would not have a very severe winter this year.  Small blessings.

This news regarding our lack of Indian Summer was rather disappointing, but the good news is that at least it is still Autumn with pretty leaves everywhere.

Happy Autumn.

 

 

The weekend of the dog

So the Bean left us in favor of her Grand-dog. Sigh.  Yes, it’s true, but she said it was entirely for our own safety.  Smidge still gets the willies when she thinks about the old Leo dog that snatched her, ran away with her, drooled all over her pink hairs, and caused her to drop a foot in the grass. {{{shudder}}}  So staying home was fine with us.

Haley pup has never once tried to snatch us, even though we are often within her reach, but it did seem safer to stay away for the weekend. It’s a long time and she might get ideas. The Bean had a grand time at the pup’s house. They cuddled, played fetch (she returns balls, but not toys), and ate happily together.

Play time and cuddle time are interesting. With toys, it’s keep away.  Not letting any human have her toy, thank you.  She will sleep on toys, if necessary. Play with me

The balls are another matter.  Toss one, and she’s off and running after it, spitting it out upon arrival because she knows that’s the signal to humans to toss another one, but only after you squeak it. And she’s off again.  But once she tires of the game (it’s a lot of running), she tells you she’s done by hiding.  This was the first time Bean witnessed this event, so photographed it for posterity.  Too tired so no more fetching

Since Uncle GT decided he could do some things over at our place after the archery event ended, the Bean popped said pup wearing her harness and tether (seat belt for pups)into the back seat of her car and brought her back here on Sunday evening.  She was a good dog, and just curled up in the back seat like she’s supposed to.

There was nowhere nearby to park when they arrived, and Haley typically hates having to walk wearing her harness, yet she leapt out of the car and practically dragged the bean down the road to the house.  She then danced around the condo like a crazy pup, pulling all her toys from the crock where they are kept for her.  Such a funny puppy.  She was even more excited when her papa showed up.

However, she had to have some minor surgery this week, and is now wearing the cone of shame.  She does not like the cone of shame.  We do not blame her, so our photo of her is during happier times.

We love you, Haley.

Change of Seasons

Auntie Glenda kept telling us that the hot, dry weather would change, and this week it finally did.  We now have the typical Pacific Northwest cool and damp … make that wet … weather. Auntie Glenda was right, not that we ever doubted her.

Bean had to go pick up a small “if it fits it ships” box from the PO on Monday, and as she came out, it was raining.  She checked her cell and it told her that not only was it going to rain again Tuesday, it was going to be about 10 degrees colder.  She opted to skip her stop at the grocery and the local craft store in favor of the bank.  It wouldn’t change anything in that she’d still get wet on Tuesday, but instead of getting wet for a longer period, she could break it up.  She said she wasn’t in the mood to shop, anyway.

But the good news was that she could postpone both the grocery and the craft store until Wednesday … and on Wednesday, it was not predicted to rain.  So she would only get a little wet.

So on Wednesday, she headed first to the craft store but with her grocery list in hand so she could accomplish both errands. Sometimes postponing works.  And she had Tuesday to work on her project for the upcoming Hitty Retreat. Since Monday was October 1, she panicked when she realized she would be leaving in just a short time, and all the projects had to be finished before she left.  Eeek. So she didn’t go to the grocery store.

But we have faith in her. She will finish all of the Hitty projects, despite starving to death while trying, and we know they will be fabulous.  We hope.

BREAKING NEWS!!! First, Bean has still not made it to the grocery (it’s now been pushed to tomorrow’s list) but she’s making progress on the Hitty projects, which she will be packing up tomorrow to take with her on Saturday because (DRUM ROLL!!!!!!!) she has been invited to puppy sit her Granddog, Haley, this weekend.  Haley is so adorable as to be illegal. Anything that sweet, soft, and cuddly is hard to come by, and Bean loves her puppy time with the fur baby. We are all excited for her.

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And while the Bean’s away, we dollies will play.  Hope Mimi doesn’t tell on us!