Reams

February 18th, 2016 / Categories: words / 8 Comments »

Paper. Reams and reams of paper. Not your normal sized paper. We are talking 70 inches plus.

This was my life for well over 20 years. Our family owned a small print shop and spent a lot of time there working together. A lot of time.

We printed 500 business cards or thousands of full-color brochures. Our customers ranged from small business to the hospital and college. Everyone needed paper covered by ink, folded just so.

Until copiers came on scene making most printing presses obsolete. Our business closed. We went toward different careers.

The world needs paper. I still smell the ink.

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(not ours, but very similar to our Heidelburg press. We printed thousands of brochures using that press – one color at a time – one side at a time. It was an art – run by Art.)

Written for the 100 Word Challenge as hosted by Tara. The word this week is PAPER. Now, you go find some paper and jot down your 100.

Lucky?

February 10th, 2016 / Categories: Moose Nuggets / 6 Comments »

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“Lucky the bride the sun shines on”, my aunts intoned as I married in the rain.

As our years reached 46 and counting I would smile and tell everyone, “he’s a lucky man,” knowing full well that I shared that “luck”.

“Your husband is lucky to have survived the cardiac arrest, we didn’t think he’d make it”, shared many surprised doctors.

As I age, even though I have a strong Irish bent, I think luck has far less to do with what happens in my world. I am blessed beyond belief by a gracious and loving God. I am thankful.

Written for the 100 Word Challenge – the word is LUCK.

I have an idea

February 8th, 2016 / Categories: Hear Me, inspiration, poetry, talkin' to mahself, words / 6 Comments »

They scurry and scamper
On feet so spry – so fleet
Into one ear
Bouncing around in my brain
Then
Slipping quickly into
The nether regions of
My mind
Then out again
Into the bigger
Nothingness

I grasp and try to
Bring them back
These ideas
These flitting pieces
Of wisdom
Of brilliance
And then

I awake
They are gone
And I am left bereft
Missing them
Those tiny thoughts
That could be so
BIG!

The bulb dims
The candle flickers
What once was gray
Matter
No longer matters
Is no longer within
Reach

Memo to self
Write the brilliance down!

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100 words – in nearly as many lines – for the current 100 Word challenge by Ms. Tara. Now, you go on over and write your 100, won’t you?

100 Words – Peculiar

January 29th, 2016 / Categories: Family, Moose Nuggets / 34 Comments »

6 months ago I walked into the building, frightened and worried about the love of my life. He’d been flown by helicopter while I’d had to follow by driving 150+ miles. What followed was nearly a month of anxious moments interspersed with moments of joyful improvements.

It felt strange to walk back into that place today. But this was a thankful day. In my arms, a basket filled with goodies for the staff of the intensive care unit. I gave tearful hugs and answered questions about his current health. It was a much better day than that day in July.

100 Word Challenge

8 broken ribs and a crushed sternum (from compressions) meant a heart shaped pillow to cradle.

8 broken ribs and a crushed sternum (from compressions) meant a heart shaped pillow to cradle.

My husband suffered a massive cardiac arrest July 31st and was hospitalized 26 days, followed by 30 days in a rehabilitative care facility. That was followed by 12 weeks of cardiac rehab. Hubbymoose is currently settled in his chair next to me and doing well. We are thankful.

welcome summer

June 13th, 2015 / Categories: Moose Nuggets / 1 Comment »

it is H.O.T! in Kenai. To those of you who live “outside” of Alaska heat is a relative matter. But here? 70 degrees is H.O.T!

Hubbymoose and I went for the first of the summer reindeer hot dogs this afternoon. All the windows were rolled down and we were letting the breeze blow through. Got our dogs and went to the bluff to see what we could see. Gorgeous day – blue skies, wispy clouds – boater helping another boater back to shore – looks like he was having engine trouble. Went back to the Saturday Market to get our dessert – ice cream from the truck – and back to another spot on the bluff where we had our own private air show.

And, you wonder why I love Alaska? There you have it in a nutshell.

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hotdog

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airshow

Hubbymoose is a talker – as you can see from two of these pictures. On our way out to our small adventure we stopped to talk with the two men who painted our house – made arrangements for one of our grandsons to mow the yard. The other is of him and Father Thomas at the bluff chatting about fish (of course).

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