Saturday, December 27, 2025

Saturday Slight

 



Schweitzer's ready, finally!








Yup, we sure did have a lot of rain yesterday, but now the ground is white and crispy. 

It's not crispy enough to slip and slide but crispy enough to crunch with every step. 

Interestingly, enough with the new crispy snow on top of partially frozen water, I now know what it feels like when horses have snow build up and turn to ice on the bottoms of their hooves. 

My boots had the same feeling this morning, after I walked through some standing but frozen water. I eventually had to go over to the fence to scrape it off on a board.  

Not easy walking when the boot picks up all that snow. 


We decided almost at the last minute to cut loose for one last night on the town, as Annie is returning to Seattle today. 

In the midst of all the minor calamities during her stay at the Lovestead, we have had a wonderful week. 

So, we topped it off with a meal at MickDuff's where we also had a nice visit with the three lovelies below. 

I have known Sadie (right) but met Tess (left) for the first time and Jacey (middle) for the second time. 

And, when I say "lovely," I mean it.  

I learned that Tess is the sister of Ashley, one of my favorite students from when I taught in the portables at Sandpoint High School. 

I first met Jacey while picking up my Ponderay Rotary flower baskets.  

She's somewhat famous in Sandpoint because there's an annual fundraising race named after her.  The funds go to cancer, which she fought and defeated as a child. 


Since then Jacey's Race designates other cancer warriors each year and raises money to help them out. Jacey is now studying to be a doctor, and she wants to work with the elderly. 

Her dad Dr. Jenkins, a cardiologist, worked with my mother's congestive heart disease and the condition improved dramatically. 

There's a special place in my heart for Sadie cuz I taught with her dad, the sweet, funny and lovable Johnny Nitcy whom we all lost to cancer a few years ago. 

Johnny, a passionate student of history, devoted a lot of his time to supporting the honor flights to Washington, D.C. for veterans.  

Sadie told me last night that she is now teaching middle school at Frenchtown, Mont., just a mile or so away from where my brother Kevin lives. 

Annie also enjoyed meeting and visiting with these ladies, so it made a fun finale to her final night in Sandpoint.  






The following are suggestions on making life roll along better, from this morning's New York Times newsletter. 

Seems like a lot of good ideas here. 

  • Nothing changes if nothing changes. — Kristine Tobin Balasz, Charlevoix, Mich.
  • If it’s meant to serve you, and it doesn’t (and it’s affordable), replace it. Daily things like your bag, your water bottle, your socks. Find ones you actually like using. — Alissa Gulin, Laurel, Md.
  • Before your kids go to college, find something you are passionate about other than work. — Sandra Beaulieu, Bellevue, Wash.
  • You don’t need to tell everyone everything that goes into making the chicken soup. — Hannah Schoff, New York City
  • Your parents are also doing things for the first time. Cut them some slack. — Katie Claytor, Richmond, Va.
  • Don’t think harder, breathe deeper. Most of us are surviving on shallow sips of air. — Carly Sotas, Los Angeles
  • Never second-guess going to a funeral. — Kathy Nechanicky, Lakeville, Minn.
  • We tend to forget that baby steps still move us forward. — Becki Moss, Sarasota, Fla.
  • Good conversations have lots of doorknobs. — Samantha Good, Portland, Ore.
  • It’ll be fine or it’ll be over. — Nathalie Cunningham, Tacoma, Wash.
  • Do dishes when the baby does dishes. — Lisa Francomacaro, White River Junction, Vt.
  • Ask yourself: What if there was no problem to solve right now? — BrianΓ‘n Kiernan, San Francisco
  • Write what’s bothering you down on a piece of paper; put it in a little box. A year later, read what’s in there and see if you don’t start laughing. — Diane Huebner, Merced, Calif.
  • “Wear the ring.” — A jeweler who cleaned a family heirloom I’d kept in a box for 50 years for fear of losing it. — Arline Sirkus, New York City
  • Best advice for decluttering: If you didn’t own it, would you buy it again? — Margaret Roberts, Kodiak, Alaska
  • Stop trying to calm the storm. Calm yourself, the storm will pass. — Lyn Banghart, Easton, Md.
  • Go outside first thing in the morning before you do anything else. — Carrie Swift Heck, Lee, Mass.
  • Your job needs to leave you enough time to go for walks with your old dog. — Gillian Williams, Madrid, Spain
  • Ask for a favor, get advice. Ask for advice, get a favor. Asking for a favor can put someone in an uncomfortable spot, but asking for advice taps into their intelligence and shows respect. It may feel slower, but it ultimately gets you what you want more effectively. — Max Zawacki, Conroe, Texas
  • Even in the hardest of times, you have the ability to whistle in the dark. — Kate Chimenti, Los Gatos, Calif.
  • Don’t make what someone told you into your narrative. — Jean Anderson, Winter Garden, Fla.
  • When going on a trip, ask yourself: Are you going to see places or show yourself? Then pack accordingly. — Marina Selcuk, Oakville, Ontario, Canada
  • Always have a bottle of Champagne chilling in the fridge. — Helen Labun, Montpelier, Vt.
  • Don’t pick up the rope: When someone is starting to argue, state the facts calmly and walk away. — Laurel Givens, Houghton, Mich.
  • Why don’t you get hearing aids? — Amy Kepple Strawser, Columbus, Ohio
  • In order to fall asleep, you pretend to fall asleep. Perhaps that’s how everything works … cheers to faking it ’til you make it. — Christen Bakken, Pine, Colo.
  • Anxiety is not intuition. — Kaylee Davis, Fuquay Varina, N.C.
  • When your 100-pound German shepherd takes off after a squirrel, drop the leash so you don’t end up with a broken arm. — Cherie Walker, Pickens, S.C.
  • From a fellow vegetarian: Don’t bother ordering the sad, token meatless item on the menu when they drag you to a steakhouse. Just get dessert, and relish it. — Emily Wasserman, Portland, Me.
  • Sometimes, you have to let people lie to you. You don’t always have to be right or call people on their nonsense. — Rob Lancia, Nanuet, N.Y.
  • Put away your phone whenever there is a human being in front of you. — Emily Herrick, Vashon, Wash.



From wetness to whiteness;  just in time to be late for Christmas. 





The overnight snow created some beautiful scenes which would have been nice for Christmas, but oh well.  

Nature's beauty is welcome any day of the year.

Happy Saturday.  





Friday, December 26, 2025

The Day After

 


AI image created by Laurie Tibbs


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I switched to instrumental country music this morning. 

Yesterday morning I carried my phone while walking through the darkness of the Lovestead.  

The iPhone in my jacket pocket was alive with beautiful sounds and lyrics from the album "Celtic Christmas Music 2025."  

That experience in the midst of outdoor solitude during the dawn definitely provided my personal Christmas reverence, respect and reflection of the "reason for the season." 

On this Friday afterward, it's time to switch gears and leave the lovely festivities of Christmas behind. 

And, lovely they were in so many ways, including the gifts, the music, the lights and, most importantly, the peeps who made the season special. 


One peep who made our day was a supremely creative and very thoughtful former student named Mark.  

His gift was a total surprise, and, as is customary with Mark, all aspects in the gift box touched us deeply.  

The picture above was included.   

We had never seen it before, so to spend a moment remembering our wedding day  and our "ungrey" hair so many years ago was nostalgic and delightful. 

Thank you, MarkπŸ’šπŸ’“



The charcuterie display of boards with engravings of our beloveds was created by my sister Laurie, who loves to use her computer skills for a variety of items like horse show awards and meaningful gifts for friends and family. 

She is also into AI and has spent hours blending and creating images of her beloveds and those of others.  

I will always treasure the sketch at the top that she put together of Lefty, Lily and CB. The images of each came from separate photos.  Laurie blended them into one. 

Below:  to Barbara and Laurie:  this morning I have sampled sausage cooked in the air fryer.  Wonderful, and thank you. 




This is always a season which I find hard to leave behind because of all the reminders of goodness and generosity, but the nice part is that it will be back again next year. 

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Thursday, December 25, 2025

Merry Christmas 2025

 






Truly, He taught us to love one another
His law is love
And, His Gospel is Peace

from "O Holy Night"







Wednesday, December 24, 2025

Solas Na Nollag

 



This Frosty is much more special than I realized.

He will continue to be very special over the years because he's a perfect symbol of the Christmas lesson. 

Monday night when we had our Love family Christmas and our daughter-in-law Debbie saw to it that I discovered Frosty on our deck, she shared some highlights. 

But yesterday in a Facebook comment she elaborated on the overall story.  

Here 'tis. 

from Debbie:  

A fun evening! 

You never want those moments to end.

The snowmen ⛄️ and turkeys were made by Cora and Henry, who worked so hard in their grandpa’s wood shop. 

They spent several days sitting at North 40 requesting donations and decided to give all the proceeds to the food bank. 

It reminded me so much of projects I did with my own grandpa. I loved seeing the kids spending that special time with their grandparents and giving back to such a good cause.

I also couldn’t wait to see Willie’s face when it was time to load them into the car 🀣 they are HEAVY! 

We left one at the front entrance of the barn for Barbara and Laurie, and another is Boise bound in the backseat. 

I’m having way too much fun watching Willie shake his head ⛄️🀣πŸ₯°πŸ™❤️

Merry Christmas! πŸŽ„πŸ’š








Just when we thought this past month's money drain was going to end, water gushed from one of the faucets for hoses attached to the new washer. 

That happened when the installers were hooking it up.

I had just dropped off some cookies to my classmate and good friend Mike (pictured below with his daughter Tasha--a former student--and granddaughter and her friend). 

As I drove into our driveway, Bill was standing at the garage door with a glum look on his face. 

 I stepped out of the car and Bill said, "Joey's coming." 

At first I thought Joey was one of the installers, but, no, it was Joey, the plumber. 

"Why . . . what happened now?" I asked. 

Bill told me about the water exploding from the faucet.  I didn't ask how much had to be cleaned up. 

One more thing . . . I thought this fix-it siege was ending with the new washer. 

Joey and Jada, his apprentice, soon arrived.  After some mutual mental troubleshooting, they went to work replacing the faucets, which apparently have run their course, like the dryer, the washer, the chimney, the culverts, the outdoor hydrant . . . it's been a busy and expensive year. 

Joey also asked for applesauce.  Apparently, he cleaned off the jar I gave to his wife Sally a while back, and she discovered the empty jar. 

So, when finished, off they went with money, applesauce and cookies. 

Meanwhile, George, the inspector who was supposed to come and remove the utility dryer and the plastic sheeting from around the damaged ceiling did not show.  

Maybe today. 

We've had a lot of people in and out of our house lately, and, though we love them all, we're looking for some normalcy. 

All that said, it's been a fun few days because those workers are all great people and it is fun to see them.  It's also been fun doing the Christmas countdown. 

Much more fun than following the news, which is overflowing with un-Christmas like behavior.  

I'm so glad we live in our little piece of Heaven where we can switch off the ugliness and rejoice in the wonderful people surrounding us,  who do so much good onto others and also bring infinite tidings of great joy. 
 


It was so great to see Tasha and her daughter Maykenna yesterday.  

It's been several years since they left Sandpoint and moved to Boise where Maykenna is attending Boise State University after transferring from Montana State.  

Maykenna brought along her boyfriend Harrison for this week's visit which involved lunch in downtown Sandpoint with Grandpa Mike. 




I made my first beignets yesterday.  

My niece Laura attended a conference in New Orleans last week so she brought home one of the highlights of anyone's visit to the Big Easy. 

I was amazed how easy they are to make with the mix.  Just put in some water and deep fry. 

Within 30 seconds they're ready for powdered sugar and then to eat.  

We didn't have any of that chickory coffee to go with them, but Bill and I still enjoyed our samples. 

Keeping it brief today cuz I'm looking forward to a day where---if we're really lucky---nothing will need fixing, and we can enjoy a relaxing Christmas Eve. 

Wishing the same for all of you too. 

Merry Christmas Eve, and do enjoy the beautiful video below. 

The light is coming. 

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A little "Christmas light" from Ireland. 

Solas Na Nollag