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Sunday, March 21, 2021

They opened Covid-19 vaccination to people 55+ a couple of weeks ago. I called and got an appointment for April 15th. Last Monday I received a call and was asked if I wanted to change my appointment and I did. So I drove to the Kino Sports Complex last Wednesday. It took about an hour from start to finish. I received trhe Pfizer vaccine.

Waiting for vaccine.

The next day around 10:45 AM, while out digging, I started to feel weird- could not concentrate and kept making mistakes. So I came home and went to bed for a while.

When I got up I made a yellow cake with nutella filling and chocolate frosting. It was Matt's 44th birthday. I took it over along with his presents- a Singer sewing machine and a variety of cloth and sewing goods. I look forward to him sewing me elaborate outfits.


Matt's cake.

I confess, the cake wasn't the best I have ever made. I blame it on the side effects of the vaccine. I am scheduled for my second vaccine on April 7th, I already feel a sense of relief, no longer having to fear that I am going to die from Covid.

 


Sunday, March 07, 2021

Buddy Cat came to lived with me in 2018 after Mummy died. He quickly decided living at my house was pretty nice, lots of delicious wet food given to him when he started meowing in the early morning. The last week he seemed off, finally stopped eating and started panting. I took him to the emergency vet on March 2 and they found that he had fluid around his lungs and that he probably had cancer. So he had to be put down. I cried all the way home. Matt came and helped me dig a hole next to Mama Cat and Joey's graves. He was so nice to me.

Last photo, February 23rd, before he got sick.

I'm still out digging pit houses. I found this beautiful sherd, Middle Rincon I phase.

Sherd.

So the pandemic continues. In Arizona, the governor is being stupid and the legislature is a nightmare (we didn't wear masks during the AIDS pandemic, so we shouldn't have to wear them now says the representative from Scottsdale).

I wrote a letter to the newspaper complaining about who is getting priority for vaccination.

Letter (you can click on it to enlarge).

On Tuesday, while I was at the vet, my neighbor Rose came home and found a little white puppy crying next to her recycling bin. Somebody had abandoned him .Matt was sitting on my porch and told me how cute it was. On Thursday I got to go over to their backyard and see little Eddy. 

Eddy.

Pete's brother is apparently going to adopt him. He has sharp teeth, you can see on my hand where he chewed on me.

Kisses.

I don't think Clyde Kitty would like having that puppy in my house.

Clyde.

 


Sunday, February 28, 2021

I've been busy working on a dig, it is cold in the morning but by lunch time it warms up.

Occasionally wildlife appears. Greg found this little snake, the same type that the roadrunner ate a while ago. Greg moved it to a safe location.
 

Banded sand snake.

I was digging elsewhere when out popped out a three-inch-long scorpion. It was not happy to see me, rearing his stinger up. I did not kill ir, sent it on its way.

Scorpion.

Out at the dig site a few interesting artifacts are showing up.

Bone arrowhead.

The Hohokam made beautiful pottery, grinding hematite into a powder, mixing that with water, using a paintbrush to apply the paint onto pots in carefully drawn designs.

Hohokam pottery.

At home, Ruby and Clyde are having fun playing with each other. It is starting to warm up, but I leave the heater on in the living room for Buddy Cat, who at age 16 is getting old and skinny. He still likes to hang out with me at my desk, waiting patiently to lick some milk out of my cereal bowl.

Ruby keeping warm.

This weekend I felt sad, something reminded me of my mother. Poor Matt had to deal with me being depressed.

 


Wednesday, February 17, 2021

I laughed when I heard that Rush Limbaugh had died. He was evil, pure evil. I wish I believed in Hell, because if there was a Hell that piece of shit would be burning right now. 


Saturday, February 06, 2021

Everyday I feel more peaceful. It is amazing not to be embarrassed by some stupid thing the President and his horrible staff were dreaming up, tweeting, lying... The competence of President Biden and his team is wonderful. Imagine, the people he is appointing actually want to do a good job and be helpful! Amazing.

The pandemic is still raging, but slowly people are being vaccinated. I think here in Pima County something like 12 or 13 percent of the population have gotten at least one shot. Archaeologists are considered essential workers, but I am going to wait until Matt and I can go together. In the meantime, I am being very careful, wearing two masks in public 

I need a gas dryer, mine has died. So I stopped by the Habitat for Humanity store. They did not have any, but I did see a plate with fruit on them, 75 cents. It is now on my kitchen wall. While standing in line (double masked, socially distanced), the woman in front of me had an interesting painting. At the cash register a woman was busy chatting with the worker for a long time. Eventually the woman in front of me sighed and announced she had had enough. She took the painting back and left. I wandered over and looked for it, admired it, and paid $10 for it. Once I get some wire, it will join my picture gallery.

The painting. And the plate Matt got me for Holiday, with an embroidered cloth that I got somewhere.

The guest house fridge died so Doug and I went to Lowes and I ordered a new fridge. The covid fridge I bought last year around April when my fridge died, which was way too small, went into the guest house and today the guys from Lowes brought the new one. It is huge compared to that one, barely fit in the space. SO MUCH ROOM. IT had been a struggle for the last 10 months to put anything in the covid fridge (which was the only one available at that time I bought it).



The new fridge.

Tonight I am watching the Celebrating America show that aired on January 20th. I confess to tearing up at times. I have hope again.


Monday, February 01, 2021

Well that was a month.  I watched the Inauguration at work, the next few weeks I felt like I have PTSD. No more stupid tweets. No more horrible policies. Still have a couple of vile congress-women.

I'm out working on a dig. Last week it was cold and it snowed, lots of it in the mountains.

Hunter digging with the sow in the Catalina Mountains.

Found some interesting things. Some of the pottery is painted.

Pottery.

I am in the office a few days a week writing and I sometimes catch a movement out of the corner of my eye. A bobcat or a coyote will walk by, sometimes I tap on the window and they stop and I get a photo.


Bobcat.

At home, Buddy Cat and Snowball like to sit in front of the radiator heater, absorbing warmth.

Snowball and Buddy Cat.

Yesterday Matt came over and I showed him how to make lemon curd. we used the Meyer lemons from my tree.

Matt zesting lemons.

We used Martha Stewart's recipe- sugar, egg yolks, salt, butter, lemon juice, and lemon zest. YUM!

Lemon curd.

Today at work a roadrunner walked over close to where I was working, a little strange. Suddenly it ran over and poked its beak into the ground and pulled out a baby snake and ran off. Crazy!

Roadrunner.

I got banned on Facebook for telling a nasty woman she was racist trash. Her Facebook feed was a mess of racist garbage, but apparently Facebook is fine with hate speech if conservative people post it. Can't wait for that company to be broken up.

 


Thursday, January 07, 2021

Yesterday was crazy-crazy. I was out digging and checked JoeMyGod's blog and saw that all hell had broken out in DC. Not a surprise, this is what the Orange dipshit wanted. But it was a surprise just how bad it was. I wonder if this will be the end of Trumpism.

I purchased a painting on an online auction. On the other side is a drawing of a young man. I need to have it property framed. My living room walls are almost filled with paintings.
 

Egrets.

I bought one of those little laser lights that cats like to chase around. Well guess who is obsessed with it? Ruby loves running around the living room following the red light.

Crazy Ruby.
 


Thursday, December 31, 2020

Last day of 2020. What a wretched year. The positive things- spending a lot of time with Matt, learning how to bake no-knead bread, having Clyde Kitty show up, and Biden winning the election. The negative things- pandemic, pandemic, pandemic. And yesterday Dawn Wells died. So sad, I've been a huge fan of Gilligan's Island since I was a little kid.

End of year selfie.


 


Tuesday, December 29, 2020

Holiday 2020 commenced. The living room and dining room were carefully decorated. The artificial flocked tree has vintage ornaments on it. 

Vintage!

Dinosaurs frolic amid pine trees in front of the telly.

Dinosaurs!

On the Eastlake table is the red tree with figurative ornaments. A new one I purchased this year is a king on a camel.

Big Head Santa!

On the china cabinet farm animals frolic amid more trees.


Baaa!

In the corner of the dining room a cluster of Santas examine the silver tree decorated with various birds.

Santa ornithologists.

I made gingerbread cookies and decorated them the next night.


Ginger!

I made scalloped potatoes, an acorn squash, salad, and cranberry bread. For Holiday Eve supper. The next morning we opened presents. Matt got a JCRT plaid shirt, Martha Stewart's Entertaining book, and the Humans book. He got Ruby and the cats treats. Ruby was naughty and snapped at Buddy Cat and got yelled at.
 

Matt and Naughty Ruby.

I received a lovely vintage Mexican plate to hang up on the wall.

Plate!

That night we watched Lawrence Welk's 1972 Christmas show.
Matt's place.

Later that night, a Holiday Miracle occurred and Clyde Kitty and Ruby snuggled up.

Miracle!

This morning, after undertaking some sensitive archaeology, I went to the office and happened to look out the window when a bobcat kitten wandered by.

Cute!

I tapped on the window and it looked at me.

Hello!

I went to tell other people and missed the second kitten and mama cat.

Tonight I came home and discovered Ruby had disemboweled another couch cushion. SIGH.

 


Tuesday, December 15, 2020

Every year since 1992 I have made my own Holiday cards.

This year I decided to do something different. I had purchased watercolor paints at the start of the pandemic and decided to use them. I painted trees, adding decorations and presents. I have really enjoyed this.

2020 Holiday cards.

 


Sunday, December 13, 2020

Catching up. Well the election shit-show has been on-going with the piece of crap still claiming he won. So tiresome. Matt and I had Thanksgiving together. I made mashed potatoes, cranberry dressing, and a Meyer lemon meringue pie. 

I eventually put up the lights on my porch. 

Porch lights.

I spent the month of November on a dig at a multi-component site. The historic portion dated from the 1920s to 1960s. There were a number of wells and outhouse shafts. We dug many of these and recovered (too) many artifacts. 

John digging a well shaft.

I made fruit cakes. The fruits had been soaking in peach brandy for a year. I add more fresh dried fruit and then used the Better Homes and Garden recipe, adding some extra spices. Thirteen cups of fruits and nuts!

First three.

One of the larger loaf cakes broke when I removed it, I ended up eating that one. I soaked the cakes in more brandy.

Baked fruit cakes.

Katie, Jennifer, and Addison & Elizabeth each got a cake.

So Clyde Kitty comes into the house for breakfast and supper, hanging out for a few hours. I have learned that when he goes to the door, he needs to go outside. There were some very disgusting poop incidents. I had planned to get him fixed and then he disappeared for a day. The next day when he appeared, someone had gotten him fixed! Yeah, I saved some money.

Me and Clyde.

Ruby and Clyde have decided to not be enemies. Sometimes they hang out next to each other.

Ruby posing.

I'm now working on an exciting prehistoric site.

An exciting pestle and mano.

Matt has been entertaining me. We watched the British Baking Show and now we are watching Season 4 of the Crown.

Matt and Homer at the Menlo Home and Garden Center store.

The Presidio Museum is still open, but hardly anyone is going there. Covid-19 is raging again in Arizona, and Tucson residents are being more cautious. Still, Mario and I got a Holiday Tree  I put the felt ball garland on it and made some Victorian postcard ornaments.

Mario and Holiday Tree.

Last night a Holiday miracle happened and I got all four of the kids to pose on the couch at the same time.

Buddy Cat, Snowball, Clyde Kitty, and Ruby.

 


Monday, November 09, 2020

On election night I could not sleep. It wasn't until 4 AM when I saw that Biden was ahead in Wisconsin that I was finally able to sleep for a few hours.

And then Saturday morning it was official, Biden had won. Such a feeling of peace and calm filled me. No more stupid tweets. No more racist and homophobic crap coming from the White House. History being made with the first mixed-race Vice President, who coincidentally is a woman. I am so happy.

And of course the Orange Thing is busy having temper tantrums. Who cares. 

It rained this morning. Clyde Kitty was happy to come inside. Snowball has decided that Clyde is alright and doesn't hiss at him anymore. Ruby wants him to play with her, but Clyde is not interested. Poor Ruby. She is so obsessed with playing ball fetch. She would do that for hours if only this human would cooperate.



















Snowball, Ruby, Clyde Kitty, and Buddy Cat.


 


Monday, November 02, 2020

I'm working on a new project downtown. As we were stripping away the overburden we came upon a pit (probably a cesspool) filled with 1960s trash. I told John I hoped to find some cowboy and Indians, and the next backhoe scrape a toy gun showed up. Then I looked down and there were two toy soldiers. Later in the backdirt I found the troll doll and a money from a Barrel of Monkeys. Currently I am digging a well or outhouse pit filled with 1930s trash. 

























1960s toys,.

At the Presidio Museum Matt helped me put up an altar for All Soul's Day, honoring my mother and her ancestors. I had to go back and put name tags on the photos and I started weeping. I miss my mother.






































Altar.

Tomorrow is election day. Biden better win. I have been, of course, obsessing about it.

 


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