A beautiful day

It was a beautiful day in the neighborhood. We have finally had some yellow & green burn days. It is so nice to see the sunlight.

Today, instead of enjoying the beautiful day, I spent the afternoon at Mother's curled up on the couch, sleeping the day away. Our visiting teacher came & after she left, the fatigue just crashed down on me like an avalanche. I laid on the left side & it hurt, but I was too tired to change sides. The left side is the side where I had the partial mastectomy & all the lymph nodes are gone. I have lymphedema on that side & shouldn't lay on that arm.

I found this picture of our house with icicles on it, but as I look at it, I realize it must have been taken last winter. The shepherd's hook is in front of the bedroom window, the metal storm door is still on the front door & the large front porch is not there. This year, the shepherd's hook is still out on the north side of the house with my bucket garden hanging on it.

The Recipe Corner for this week featured a recipe for Ravioli Soup. I thought it was in last week's paper, so I didn't bother to copy the recipe. I've been planning on making that today because Tuesday is soup day. I kind of winged it. Nick hasn't told me he didn't like it. Next month I'll have to use the real recipe. I get so confused over which week something was published (in The Preston Citizen). Sometimes I'm sure something was published & either it was pulled or it was something that came in & was never published.

Today, I can't remember what the front page story is, sigh, or the front page picture. I'll remember tomorrow when I see it, LOL. I do remember that the Bear River Massacre was lower right hand corner of the front page. I hate reading the story of the massacre every year. I didn't get the page until late & we were really close to deadline, so I didn't read it. I hope there were no mistakes. The anniversary of the massacre is Jan. 29, so there will be a memorial Thursday at 11 a.m. I wonder if my ancestors had to put members of the calvary up that night in 1863 in Franklin. I hope not. I have a hard time going through those river bottoms because I can feel the unhappiness. I've also learned not to look up at the mural in the post office showing the "battle" of Bear River.

EDITED TO ADD: Nick told me tonight that supper was not good & there wasn't enough of it. He didn't get full.

Will the inversion ever end?

Weather here has been new & interesting. It was 21° this morning & it was RAINING. We were having an ice storm. Don says it's because the inversion is so strong. We've had another red burn day. It's been red burn all week. We are so socked in, even the precip won't break it.

I went to Logan this afternoon to pick up Kim Kent's car. Kim & Shari flew to Connecticut to take care of her aunt & get her affairs in order. The bridge in the river bottoms just north of Franklin was a sheet of ice. There was an accident. A big 4-wheel drive pickup had hit that bridge going too fast for conditions. It looked like the truck was going south & did a 180 (° turn) & started back up the hill going north. The truck slammed against the cement wall of the bridge. There was a police car on the scene & when I got about even with the police car, the car started sliding. Man! that scared me, I just KNEW I was going to be the next car to pile up. I took my foot off the gas & the car straightened up. I went about 45 the rest of the way home.

I went over to dress Mother's wound tonight & when I went, I almost fell under the car because everything is a sheet of ice with water on top of it. I need to get some cleats to attach to my shoes. I think Gloria (Bartlomé) & her family gave some to Don's mom once. I wonder whatever happened to them. I wonder where you can get them.