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I almost feel like I need to do a, “check-in”, and reassure you dear friends, “I have not lost it”.  Well,  or lost it all. We have been in the process of the Tribe, “rehabbing”, or house, or um finishing certain aspects of it. Big huge job.
It has been pretty well going on since January 3rd, this year. And, it has not been, “smooth sailing”. That red cedar floor downstairs now has been done twice. The first time, a less then stellar job. 
Plus the rest of it. It was a big job, and the first crew we had up here flat out left when my husband said it needed a third coat. We had to somehow get them to do that second coat, and thought it was a big gift to us. Plus, they used one of those, cylinder sander. And, wherever he stopped, there was a dip in the floor. 
 Bottom line, it not only got a sealer coat, but four more coats of the stuff. It’s beautiful. They kept it natural, with grain still there 
There is more like this…
Everything was in my Zoom room. In fact, both of my Zoom rooms. I had two rooms I could use. 
In the meantime, us and three cats were living upstairs. (We now have a bathroom, upstairs) 
We could not go over the floor downstairs, so we used the door that eventually will be a back exit. Right now, it goes to the top of the washroom, and to a bank, about 4 feet from the top of the washroom floor. The bank.
We used two planks to get to the bank. And, then a sketchy trail down the hill. I had to use something to make sure I did not tumble down the hill. Walking stick. 
The floor is now cured, and we will start getting some order in this house. 
Basically we have been living in one room, (the bed room) with a newly installed upstairs bathroom, that is functional. 
My husband has lost his hearing aids, so he watches, very loud television. News, if you can call it that.
No room for Zoom, until today. 
I’ve gotten to all the meetings, and managed to prepare pretty well. (When my husband was out, doing whatever. 
His wonderfully intelligent golden lab, (a rescue) killed on of our cat. I still can’t talk about that. 
We are trying to get him into a, “no-kill” shelter. They will get 
$100.00 when they take him. Yes, we are bribing! 
I’ve been cooking outside. Let’s not talk about that either. 
My sanity has been prayer, personal study, and the meetings. I did miss two weeks service.
Its almost over. With the work they are doing on the house, that one was most dreadful. And, it’s all but over.  
So, perhaps I should not have posted during this trauma. But I did. Maybe I will get my wits back now 
Thank you for being there.❤️💜❤️

This actually happened. We inherited this cat. His name was, “Dowg”, because he sort of acts like one. He will get into the bathtub with water in it. He’s fascinated by water. He will follow us around like a puppy. He picks up things and carries whatever around, in his mouth.
He came into the house, proud as a peacock. In his mouth was a hard plastic wrapper they put around wood. 
The house is being worked on by the tribe, and he finds treasures they left. 
Oh, and he is mouthy. I mean mouthy. He has a big vocabulary. Even makes noises when he sleeps. Like a dog!
Well my husband comes up with the. Best names after we get to know our critters. 
He named this cat, “barking dog” in Yurok. (We are both Yurok Indians) And guess how it is pronounced? “May-Gok”. Yep. I didn’t think about it until a sister pointed out that names sounds like you know who. Then she said, she will just picture that one as a barking dog. 
Yes, this is one special kitty!
 

Memorial Bible Reading starts today. You might want to follow along with our Collaborative project:
 

Verizon just texted me:
 

 
I have Wi-Fi so I never even use the 3GB Verizon forces me to purchase and charges me a fortune for. 
 
So, now I will have 18 GB of data to never use. Lol
 
I wish there was a way for me to give my unused data to someone who doesn't have access to Wi-Fi.
 
I would like to say something nice about Verizon, but I can't come up with anything.
And, if I can't say something nice I was taught not to say anything at all.
 
 

I checked out a so-called nutrition plan that uses a name like "Fairy Tale Nutrition" and espouses "miracle food and flavor combinations." it is simply a rewrite of the diabetic exchange program. F'rinstance for breakfast it states: One power protein, one super fat and one angel carbohydrate. Translate: One ounce lean meat or an egg, one tsp olive oil, one half cup Kale or spinach. There is nothing new or proprietary here. Save your $$$$

The watchtower conductor all say Thank you after someone commits
Some had their phone on and siri said your welcome  

RE: Gertrude 8/9/18
It hs been a rough day. As many noted from my firs t post of the day, the operation was succesful, the Doctor spoke toLelie and I, and was very pleased with Gertie's resilence and even went so far as to say "If she maintains this rate of recouperating she might be released as early as tomorrow afternoon. We just need to get her from recovery and up the to ICU so you can visit her. Expect about  40 minutes before she is settled into ICU." 
That is when I sent out the happy notices. 
15 minutes later he returned to the lobby where we were and said "I am sorry, but your wife is showing symptoms that something is not right, she is loosing function of here right side.We are taking her back to the operating room. It looks like she has started bleeding just beyound the incision area.
That is when I posted that things were not good.
To add to the worry, they post on a monitor that shows where the surgery paitients are at any given time. It looks much like the monitors at airports that show arrivals and gate locations. We are sitting on the edge of our seats when Gertrude asigned number dissapears form the monitor.
We waited an hour, her number stayed gone. Dave Benbrook had come up to lend moral support and he was in tears as the clocked ticked away. Leslie wasn't doing much better. I kept thinking that her last picture might be the one I poster with her great grand daughter. This does not look good. Leslie went over to surgery registation to find where her Mom was. The women at the desk said she went back into surgery so we gave her new number, it has been posted for an hour. "Thanks peoples for not telling us."
Another thirty minutes went by before the surgeon came back "So sorry to put you through this, but Gertrude is doing fine and as soon as she is transferred to ICU, she can have visitors." (I think we heard this once before.)
THE REST OF THE STORY
The second operation was succesful. He decided to remove a little more of the crainium than he prefered, but felt the need to get all of the potential leakers cauterized' As of 6:30 t his eveningshe was wide awake, though drugged. All vitals in the green, taking liguids including chicken soup, which is the hospitals last ditch to cure anything. Both our sons came to see her, the DFd one we hadn't seen in five years.
The three of us left Seattle for Leslies house at 7:00 PM. I had been up since 3:30 AM. We started for the hospital at 6:00 AM this morning, a very long day, but all's well that ends well.
Again I thank all for their concern and prayers.
YB 
Jerry

Update. Gertrude was going home tomorrow, inter cranial bleeding started further back and she has been rushed back for emergency surgery. 
Does not look good.