Saturday, November 30, 2019

Christmas at Crystal Beach

1 Jan 2020.  Happy New Year.  (Next post to follow soon.) Thank God for another year and each other. 

31 Dec:  New Year's eve, and we are packing to be ready to ride up to Houston tomorrow morning before the forecast rain arrives, God willing.  The day was successful, and we got to bed before midnight with nearly everything packed or ready to complete quickly in the morning.  Ron's evening walk on the beach was forestalled by the literally hundreds of cars parked and dozens of campfires roaring and many random fireworks flying across the beach towards the gulf waves.  Ron was content to bury his compost near the dunes (still nothing but sand there, how do those plants survive?) and walk through the streets of the subdivision, avoiding the several fireworks fountains actually in the middle of the streets.  Happy New Year.


Cynthia's sister anf family present a pretty Christmas picture
30 Dec is the last Monday of the year, and of this decade.  This is the quiet week between Christmas joy and New Year fireworks given to completing computer projects, long walks on the beach, reading and reflection.  In several works by various authors, Cynthia read the history of the Romanovs through the Russian revolution and of Russia's descent into socialism which then moved into communism.  Ron is surprised that he awakened without difficulty after less than 4 hours of sleep and the day is progressing nicely.  Cynthia said we'd walk at 11 AM, and it is now ten minutes past eleven.  We walked first time at 11:38, second time at 5:15 as the sun set.  Our in-laws sent a photo.  Cynthia’s sister’s, Bonnie, and her family pictured here.  Ron walked at 10:30 and stepped into a hole that kids had dug into the beach.  No injury, but he did take quite a tumble.

29 Dec:  Crystal Beach, Texas is experiencing a partially rainy day.  We upped, exercised, et and walked the beach early (before noon) today and were rewarded with just enough rain to get a bit wet.  Ron is quite excited that the cornbread late last night apparently helped him to sleep for five uninterrupted hours.  Our second walk today started at 4:50 as the sun was low on the horizon and occasionally blindingly bright through the receding clouds.  WOW did the colors ever come alive as sunset progressed.  Cynthia remarked, "Technicolor by God." Ron went for his third walk after 9 PM pills and is eating cornbread while updating this blog and readying himself to work on the index again for another brief time.  Oops again at 3:30 AM.  No chance for five hours uninterrupted sleep tonight.

28 Dec:  We wonder what tomorrow will bring on Crystal Beach. HA !!  Another great day of foggy skies and lovely late arising.  At least the fog isn't as wet as yesterday's mist, so about an hour after noon Ron rode ten miles to wait a hour for the ferry to Galveston, purchased frozen pineapple, mango and blueberries at Kroger along with several other items.  (It is never a good idea to go grocery shopping when hungry.)  Even though he attempted to return posthaste, the ferry lines were already an hour long - and they were running four ferries.  Ron worked on the index for Volume 7 again until 9 o'clock pill alarm, then we walked the beach in the dark together.  We were delighted to NOT stumble into a puddle in the dark - and here it is 10:30 already.  Time for a bit more on the index while I eat dry cornbread before bed.  Oops, overdid it again, and it is 1 AM - goodnight.

27 Dec:  Thank God we've enjoyed so many tomorrows.  We retired after midnight last night, so our morning was not early, and Ron's plan to ride to Galveston is delayed by a heavy mist that promises to soak any motorcyclist foolish enough to ride.  Good grief, here it is already 3:15 PM and the fog is still heavy and wet.  We did ride to the Big Store to resupply, but they don't carry fat free pretels or big enough bags of frozen pineapple to keep Ron provisioned.  We gave up on a walk today until Ron's evening constitutional.  The late dinner of sweet potato and oatmeal with frozen veggies sans pretzels caused Ron to awaken four times during the night - still not bad, but more than desirable.  The dry cornbread that Ed suggested was appealing but didn't soak up as many fluids as promised.  Ron was a little shocked to see 12:15 on the clock before he headed to bed.

26 Dec:  Merry Christmas again from Crystal Beach, near Galveston, TX.  We are awakened, exercised, fed, and digesting.  After  a bit of puzzling over the index and perhaps another bowl of oatmeal with berries, we will go for our morning constitutional, 3 plus-mile walk on the beach.  After the walk, Ron attempted to ride to Galveston to restock pineapple supplies, but the line at the ferry looked to be more than an hour long and did NOT move much in 45 minutes, so that trip is postponed until tomorrow, weather permitting.  The BIG surprise was running into heavy fog on the return to the house at 4:30.  And suddenly at 6 PM, it is both foggy and dark.  No walk for Cynthia tonight.  Ron's walk was surprisingly pleasant and warm; not the least bit foggy, and Orion was up adorning a clearing in the night sky.

SmoochSmooch and Smooch, happy together
25 Dec:  A Beatty Merry Christmas!  Our Christmas gift is each other!  We toasted with a glass of champagne. And we Thank God for all those wonderful gifts he gives.  Our Christmas was saddened by hearing of Rev. Shenk's passing this morning; Clayton, it has been a true pleasure to have known you these twelve years.  May you enjoy your new home.  Ron is now working on the index for Volume 7 of the Colonial Records of the Swedish Churches; his scripts and edits are proving educational rather than effective.  Cynthia and Ron walked the beach shortly after noon for the usual 90 minutes and again at 5:30 for a total of 7 miles!  YAY!  Ron walked again at ten PM. Galveston looked to be putting on quite the fireworks display, but Ron didn't trip over any fireworks aficionados durning his hour out.

24 Dec:  Cynthia accidentally deleted the post Ron wrote after midnight this morning.  Smooch!   He was up late finishing the current effort on James Lea - more to follow in another couple of weeks.  We enjoyed a lovely walk on the beach early this afternoon and celebrated Christmas early by going to Steve's Landing for dinner of salmon, potatoes, and veggies ... with champagne and beer!


23 Dec:  Crystal Beach.  We get to stay here another seven days until January 1, 2020.  Good grief !!  How did it get to 2020 so quickly? - that date seemed impossibly far off just a month ago.  Our walk on the beach was sunny, warm, and less windy - very enjoyable.  The second walk at sunset was highlighted by several crimson streaks of clouds.  Cynthia's Apple watch calculated 7.9 miles today!  Ron is back at work on James Lea while Cynthia is watching the hilarious movie 'Elf.'  Ron's final walk began at 10:30 and finished at 11:30; Cynthia was still awake and caught Ron eating a quick bowl of oatmeal.

22 Dec:  Crystal Beach!  Good Morning to Us!  Ron's project today was to figure out the Required Minimum Distribution from his IRA.  That was easy, but asset allocation is proving harder.  The phone call to Fidelity was astounding in that there was no wait to talk to a representative, and he took care of all my issues at once.  After entering those numbers into my spreadsheet, it is obvious that I need to do nothing much to adjust my asset allocation.  Pictures below were taken during our second beach walk of the day during the bright afternoon sunshine.
Smooch behaving himself


SmoochSmooch enjoying her beach walk


SmoochSmooch is both a wonderful weefee and a word long enough to drop this paragraph below the pictures.  Maybe the techie should learn the HTML to fix the situation invisibly.

21 Dec:  And, although cloudy, any day is another beautiful day on the beach.  We are awake, exercised, fed, and considering our morning walk soon.  Walking along the Gulf coast beach is lovely and relaxing.  Immediately after the walk, we donned our motorcycling gear and rode to the ferry to Galveston seeking provisions, popcorn, pretzels, oatmeal, frozen fruits & berries, blueberries & raspberries, beans, and a hairdryer.  Good thing that it all fit.  After returning on the ferry across the ship channel and unpacking provisions, we walked the beach again.  Cynthia clocked 7.8 miles today!  She is very, very proud.  It was less windy and felt warmer, so we are happy today.  And after a dinner of yams and pretzels, Ron opted for a third walk on the beach after dark.  Cynthia has remarked upon the absence of Christmas decorations this year, and it was VERY obvious during Ron's 10 PM walk.

20 Dec:  Crystal Beach, Texas.  Cynthia's Elk Horn, Iowa friend, Ardis, passed away this morning.  Multi-talented, Ardis was also an outstanding musician and singer who loved the Lord.  Amen.  Ron and Cynthia walked 3 miles this morning under a canopy of gloomy gray clouds without a single shaft of sunlight shining through.  The wind had our back and we were warm enough until we turned around.  Then the wind seemed a lot colder than the 60-degree temperature.  Still, for December, who's complaining?  Since rain was forecast to probably come between 1 and 3 PM, we opted to stay indoors with our computer projects until later.  But then the fickle forecast proved wrong, and the rain came from 4 until after 6.  By the time Ron went for his constitutional evening walk & talk, the rain was long gone, but the wind was quite strong and cold.

19 Dec:  Today we will end up in Crystal Beach, God willing.  Ron hopes that Cynthia will be up for a walk in the morning after oatmeal.  Walk we did, pack we did (but not by 11 AM check-out), lunch we did, and ride we did, mostly on lesser traveled highways and "farm to market" roads.  It was a beautiful day and a lovely winter ride 152 miles door to door.  It did get a bit chilly for the last hour as the sunset.  (Fifty degrees on a motorcycle is certainly chilly these days - it was of no concern when I was younger riding shorter distances.)  We arrived at 5:45, toted luggage up the stairs, and rode back to Steve's Landing for dinner of salmon and baked potatoes.  Then we rode over to the Big Store and brought home a full load of groceries.  Life is good, Thank God.

18 Dec:  What are the odds that we will be ready to leave when we return from Cynthia's MRI ?? They seemed good to Ron in the morning, especially when Cynthia was all a-tither and uncertain of which location was to do her MRI.  Eventually, it was the one she had considered least likely, but they had her appointment and the doctor's order, so we went, arrived on time, and were done by 11 PM, in time to drop off recycling and eat a nice lunch salad and baked sweet potato at Jason's Deli.  So we arrived back at the condo by 12:45, and Ron hoped to be wrapped up and ready to depart by 2 PM - then 3 PM - finally 4 PM seemed certain until he was loading the motorcycle and discovered a strap missing, so he called Cynthia to return with the key to open the door.  By this time the sun was far too close to the horizon, so we decided to stay put until morning.

17 Dec:  Oofta, Ron forgot to weigh himself until after eating a bowl of oatmeal and then weighed 176.4 lbs; cannot open pretzels tonight.  Cynthia is running errands. Ron spent the day organizing and readying recycling and things to go into the storage locker.  Cynthia returned about 2 PM, and we went for a nice walk in the brisk air.  At 4:30 most everything went into the locker easily, but in January, Ron needs to reduce his footprint by three large boxes.  By 6:30 Ron was pooped, so he fixed a bowl of oatmeal, although there is still more to do.  Cynthia is baking potatoes.

16 Dec:  Cynthia was disappointed that her hearing specialist was unable to see her despite the appointment.  The audiologist did take a quick minute to tune her hearing aids so that noises are not as sharp.  We then ate omelets at the Toasted Yolk, and Cynthia's physical therapy appointment included dry needling that is proving very effective.  Ron weighed in at 176 lbs this morning after exercises and before oatmeal, so the rules are that he is not allowed to open another bag of pretzels until he weighs less.


Cynthia and Judy, best friends 35 years ago


Jon, Judy, Cynthia, and Judy's family

15 Dec, Sunday:  Cynthia has decided to skip church this morning in order to visit a shut-in friend from Elkhorn, Iowa.  That meant that immediately after exercises, oatmeal and pills, we left on our daily walk to the lake (since the construction crews are not on site Sunday).  Cynthia was then showered and dressed to leave by 11:15.  Ron packed his luggage in preparation to leave the condo on Wednesday & relocate to Crystal Beach.  Then TimeMachine backups of the computer were made "just in case".  Now comes the hard part, cleaning all the recycling, etc. from the kitchen counters.  Well, that was only so successful; the recycling is rinsed and drying, the compost is boxed, but the counters are still not clear, so this project will carry over to tomorrow.  Ron's evening walk and talk take precedence.

Jon, Tyler, Lauren Cynthia, and Ron at Perry's 
14 Dec:  No longer tomorrow.  Our walk was early today, just after noon, and Ron finished packing old computers for storage (today's project).  We were dressed and ready, but our stop at the storage locker delayed our arrival at Jon's slightly past 4:30, but Jon still got us to Perry's in time for Christmas dinner with Lauren, Tyler, and Jon !!!!  We thoroughly enjoy our times with Lauren and Tyler and Jon.  Much fun, comfortable conversation, and love.  Curiously, Ron ate only a plain baked potato, the simplest fare, but he was the last one to finish eating.  Ron continues to eat a pretzel and walk every evening to help him sleep better through the night.

Sunset over Lake Conroe
13 Dec: "Sankta Lucia Dag,"  "St. Lucia Day!'   Oh, what fun! Oh, what fun!  Cynthia had a fun day, a facial by Bambi, a terrific treat after a month of medical appointments! YAY!  YAY! YAY!  Jason's Deli was nearby so we gobbled down the sweet potato, baked potato and veggies.  Ron's weight was below 175 so he gets to eat pretzels tonight!  Sunset tonight was gorgeous! 

12 Dec:  We plan to eat a lot before going to the Clergy Luncheon in the Woodlands.  They won't have anything we can eat !  Unfortunately, Ron ran out of time, so he took a couple of leftover potatoes.  They actually provided a good mix of fruits & raw veggies, so we did enjoy eating.  We chatted for half an hour after the luncheon and actually arrived nearly an hour early to Cynthia's physical therapy appointment at 3 PM.  She got right in but was very disappointed that they worked her hard on her assigned exercises; no needles, no spinal decompression yet. 


Sam and Adam snorkeling on their Caribbean honeymoon
11 Dec:  Cynthia should be earning another Ph.D. seeing so many doctors!  The spinal specialist, Dr. Kevin Moran, reviewed Cynthia's spinal report and new X-rays, did a quick clinical exam and ordered a new MRI.  (The old MRI was done 3+ years ago.)  Upon request, he wrote a prescription for physical therapy spinal decompression.  We enjoyed lunch at Jason's Deli followed by a walk to the fitness center.  The Mac got down to 6% battery but didn't shut down and go ballistics.  Ron is working on the James Lea book.  Cynthia got girlicued, mani and pedi!   Ron has spent the day trying to find another Bankston, cousin, for Myra without success.  Tomorrow he needs to send Myra a list of all the cousins he did find for her, but right now he needs to go for his evening walk.

10 Dec:  NO appointments, so this is a day to sleep late and exercise!!!!  We are awake, exercised, fed and would be walking if it weren't raining ever so lightly.  Eureka !!  The computer booted successfully after its rest, and Ron finally delivered the Jonas Likens package.  Now he can take a breather to do the other forty projects that he has been postponing.  The rain stopped before dark, so Ron was able to walk to the lakeside view - HA on a cloudy, rainy day.  Cynthia opted not to risk walking in rain or chill.  Neither Ron nor the deer was deterred at all by the occasional slight mist.

9 Dec:  Cynthia's inconclusive mammogram results three weeks ago has been causing her unimaginable (to Ron) stress.  It was obvious (even to Ron) that the results of today's diagnostic mammogram and ultrasound test were a HUGE relief.  Cynthia says that the only way to get through stressful ordeals is to pray.  We had time to eat at Jason's Deli before the 3 PM physical therapy appointment.  After we arrived "home" at 5 PM, Ron walked to the lake to see the sunset, which was worthwhile and talked the whole way there and back.  The 8-point buck & retinue was again evident.  Cynthia was too worn out to walk.  Ron walked a second time after dark and clipped stickery bushes once.  Unfortunately on the day-long trip to doctors and physical therapy, Ron had not taken the charging cord for the computer and ran it until only a 5% charge left.  Even though he put it to "sleep" immediately upon noticing 5%, the computer still shut down and needed to be rebooted, resulting in a striped screen for the rest of the evening and morning until Ron finally gave up and held the power on button down until the computer shut down entirely at 5 AM in the morning.

8 Dec, Sunday:  We awoke late this morning and had to rush to exercise, eat and shower (Cynthia) before church.  Egg white omelets for lunch at the Yacht Club buffet was followed by an afternoon on electronics.  At 4:40 in the afternoon it was time for the afternoon walk - but without Cynthia, since she has been enjoying feet that don't hurt today.  Ron enjoyed walking and talking to his friends en route to a gorgeous rose sunset over Lake Conroe.  There were lots of deer to witness his passage including his favorite 8-point buck escorting 9 little does.

Sunday Offering – Advent Two
The Rev. Dr. Cynthia Forde
Peace. How do I get peace? Like right now during worship! My hearing aids render the organ music piercingly shrill; it hurts my ears. Macular degeneration requires extra light to read the bulletin. I hurt over the news of a friend’s  cancer diagnosis.   My heart is burdened over angry news. I try to worship, but I do not have peace in my soul this morning. And I pray. 
Peace comes in prayer. 
Peace is a Person. 
Peace that cannot be explained. 
Peace that comes in the middle of the storm and passes all understanding. 
Peace that hugs our hearts when we need it most.
Peace when we need Him most. 
Ephesians 2:14, “For He Himself is our peace.” (RSV)


Santa holding great grandchild
On weekends, we can walk to this view.
7 Dec:  Time continues to fly.  We are awake, exercised, fed, walked, and now engaged again with electronic devices.  And we walked for a second time today !!  Five miles total !! Cynthia made chickpea pasta that wasn't wonderful in her opinion; she prefers oatmeal.  Despite another 9:30 PM walk for 45 minutes, Ron again woke up often since his evening did not include constant pretzel eating.  Grandson Brett and family posed with Santa Claus for holiday photo.


6 Dec:  Already ??  Where does the time go?  Again awake, exercised, fed, and physical therapy done.  We re-provisioned grapes, bananas, coffee and mango and are now set to sit all afternoon working on electronics devices.  Afternoon over, and we've walked and dined, so we are back at those electronics devices until 9 PM pill time.  No pretzels tonight because Ron's weight goes up when he eats them.  The before bedtime walk was not as effective at helping his sleep without the pretzels.

5 Dec:  Lake Conroe:  Awake, exercised, fed, and physical therapy already done.  Next on the agenda is a pleasant walk in nice weather, 70 degrees plus.  We walked later in the afternoon today, and Cynthia appreciated the less light at sunset.  Ron walked again before bed - it does seem to be helping him sleep better.  So do the pretzels, although they cause temporary weight gain (water weight?).

4 Dec:  After awakening at Lake Conroe, exercising, and gulping down a bowl of oatmeal, we hurried out the door for Cynthia's 10 AM medical appointment with her oncologist.  Somehow MD Anderson hadn't seen fit to inform the schedule that Dr. Nelson's office moved from St. Luke's to MD Anderson nearby, so we got to St. Luke's on time and were extremely frustrated to be given a run-around until we finally determined that the schedule was wrong and the appointment was elsewhere.  Cynthia was finally seen and her mammogram results discussed, but that led to another run-around to get a DVD from St. Luke's over to MD Anderson in preparation for a follow-up diagnostic mammogram to better visualize some "unclear" areas in her mammogram from two weeks ago.  We had only time for a hurried salad at the hospital cafeteria before her retinal exam at 2 PM.  That appointment went smoothly and was far less stressful, although the retinal specialist agreed that Cynthia has dry macular degeneration.  The only treatment is eye vitamins and dark green veggies such as spinach and kale.  Hey, we still Thank God for whatever works, no matter how imperfectly (look at my brain).  As a reward for all that travel and stress, we ate at Jason's Deli (their baked sweet potatoes are caramelized.)  After another evening of working on the Likens package, Ron has only 15 new files to scan through looking for anything of greater interest.  Since Ron weighed less than 176 lbs this morning, he allowed himself to snack on pretzels this evening.  Hurray !!  Ron walked before bed again.

3 Dec:  Today we drove from Lake Conroe to Brenham, but not for Blue Bell.  We lunched with Cynthia's friends, Carol and Sandy, then visited Dr. Beim's office for eye vitamins, then picked up my inheritance from Uncle Lawrence, one share of Van Buren Telephone Company stock which he inherited from his parents.  No time to walk this morning because we needed to leave at 10 AM, so we walked at 5 PM after our busy day of driving miles.  One thing was very different about our drive: as we approached Montgomery, traffic was backed up by a HUGE box on a semi escorted by Sheriff's officers on motorcycles.  As we left Montgomery west, we found ourselves in a long line of backed up traffic following another one of these HUGE boxes, escorted by police and preceded by line crews to raise the telephone and power lines so that the box could pass underneath.  This was slow going for 10 miles until we could exit left and look for an alternate route, FM 1488.  Ron walked before bed again tonight.

2 Dec:  We are up, exercised, et, and ready to digitize again.  Ron has his walking shoes on already.  For now, we are walking separately for a bit and more gently when together to help Cynthia's leg recover.  Then we went to the physical therapist for an evaluation, to the Dr. Margolis for orthotics and to Jason's Deli for a baked potato, baked sweet potato, and lots of salad at dinner time.  Ron walked his additional 45 minutes before bed again tonight since it has been helping him sleep.

1 Dec, Sunday:  Still in Montgomery, Texas at Lake Conroe.  Cynthia did this on the evening of the 30th, yesterday.  HA !! Cynthia didn't look.  Let's go back to the larger font.  We successful woke up, exercised, ate oatmeal, and are preparing to go to church.  Church service was very good, and the cute twin babies of last year are even cuter now with long wavy hair.  Cynthia's bunion acted up to prevent her from walking this afternoon but Ron walked all the way to the lake and discovered on his return that the Fitness Center bathrooms were unlocked but unlit.  Fortunately he has a tiny,wind-up flashlight on his keychain.  Ron walked a second time before bed.

Friday, November 1, 2019

November and a sad farewell to Uncle Lawrence and a happy welcome to Adam

30 Nov:  Ron thought the new title would be needed tomorrow, but he forgets that Cynthia always gets things done yesterday.  And we are awake, exercised, oatmealed and digitizing.  Now we finished errands and resupply and walked to the lake, together at times.  We are experimenting with walking separately so that Cynthia does not over-stress her physique trying to keep Ron's pace.  Cynthia prepared sweet potatoes and corn on the cob for dinner.  Yum.  Now it is approaching 9 PM pill time and bed time.  G'night.  Except that Ron walked for an hour again since walking before bed seems to help him sleep better.  

29 Nov:  Oh, NO!  It is the end of the month and tomorrow I have to find a new blog chapter title for next month!  Another beautiful day to wake up to God's creation - Thank God.  There, now we've given thanks two days in a row.  Our morning has been wonderful so far.  We woke up in good health and good spirits; we've exercised, eaten oatmeal, and are back to enjoying our electronics devices.  Ron is working on the second Likens package, and that is going smoothly, being mostly a copy of the just-completed first package.  Cynthia vows to get to the fitness center to carve off the three pounds she has gained in three days of not walking, and she did by walking with Ron.  But then the pace was too quick, so she returned alone while Ron continued to the lake and returned to find her sitting at the apartment door.  So Ron's pace was not quick enough to triple Cynthia's distance.  After dark Ron surreptitiously enlarged a depression and filled it with compost in the field we walk across every day.  Hmm, and slept for longer periods through the night.

28 Nov:  Best wishes to all for this Thanksgiving, and let's all pray for many, many more opportunities to give thanks.  Cynthia was perplexed that Ron was awake early and cutting boxes to size for stacking more stuff into a smaller space in the storage locker.  Be prepared Sweetie, there are three more identically sized boxes to mutilate.  And we enjoyed a lovely Thanksgiving lunch at the Yacht Club with Cynthia's son Jon, daughter Julie, granddaughter Loren and Loren's fiancé, Tyler.


Thank God for us!
Tyler, Lauren, Jon, Julie, Ron and Cynthia
27 Nov:  Its another great morning in the condo overlooking the marina on Lake Conroe.  We slept in and missed the sunrise, but we've done our exercises, eaten oatmeal with berries, and are fully engrossed with our electronics devices as usual.  Life is good.  We made an early afternoon jaunt to the chiropractor's office to fill out paperwork prior to Cynthia's spinal decompression therapy in the near future.  Then we stopped at the Magnolia Diner for the first time this fall for egg white veggie omelets and baked potatoes before returning home to our electronics devices; the waitress and cook remembered us and our no oil, no butter, no fat, no cheese, no salt orders.

26 Nov:  And another day has dawned with a pretty rosy sunrise at Lake Conroe.  Not much news: exercises, Ron walked alone to the fitness center and back.  Cynthia did a new set of exercises prescribed by Frank back in October.  She also baked a caramelized sweet potato and boiled sweet corn for dinner.  Yummy.

25 Nov:  Awake at Lake Conroe.  Eureka !! Ron's weight is again down to an acceptable 174 lbs, so he can allow himself to eat pretzels again tonight.  Before noon he "finished" the first of the two Likens packages.  The next decision is whether to walk to our lake view or ride the bike to WallyWorld to buy more popcorn, berries, frozen fruits, and frozen veggies.  Maybe first add water and start the beans & lentils cooking.  Done, done, done and back to work on SCS packages.  Cynthia's phone call to Frank Musumeci about leg & foot pain brought the unwelcome news that she had better stop walking until the issue is resolved.  Frank's opinion is that it could be a pinching of the S1 nerve from the L5 vertebrae, not an uncommon complaint and easy enough to resolve with a zero-gravity recliner or spinal traction device or pricy "Relax The Back" pillows for reading whilst reclining.  I'm voting for the zero gravity recliner; Bass Pro Shops sells one for $79, but I'd betcha dollars to donuts that Cynthia will try to use points on her Amazon one-click.

24 Nov, Sunday:  still at Lake Conroe, Montgomery, Texas.  And Thank God that we awoke again.  We also enjoy a warm glow from the wedding yesterday.  It was comforting to again attend Grace Lutheran Church in Conroe, and we learned a bit of church history.  We ate our usual Sunday brunch at the Yacht Club and are digesting for a couple of hours prior to walking at 4 PM (to avoid the mid-day "heat.")  The Likens package continues to progress.  Walking close to dusk has the advantage of "wildlife," and we were rewarded with a closeup of a nice 6-point buck with a doe and three small ones, all relatively unafraid of us - we walked within 10 feet of them.

23 Nov:  Today is the big wedding day for Cynthia's granddaughter Sam & Adam.  We have to be there by 4 PM, wherever there is, half an hour west of here.  Up, exercised, fed, internet down, internet up, and Ron is now working on Likens package again.  We walked past the fitness center to the lake past the new mystery construction.  No one seems to know what structure is being built.  Amazing that the people who live in the community and work at the fitness center are actually unaware of the construction only 200 yards away - no wonder, it is a sewage treatment plant.  Driving to and from the wedding was quite a puzzle; I have to remember to always bring a GPS.  The wedding was quite delightful, and all the sundry relations were well behaved.  In the middle of the ceremony, Samantha blurted out "sure" in answer to one of the minister's questions.  The entire party cracked up.  These two are certainly down-to-earth.  We wish them a long and happy marriage.
Samantha and Adam


More newlyweds
Lauren, Samantha and Tyler
Lauren and Grandmother




Jon, Julie, Paul and Roxanne


Rachel, Ryan and a Baby Bump



Yours truly two.

We enjoyed posing for our photos for free.

Photos below are from rehearsal dinner, above was from the wedding. 
Regal SmoochSmooch



Ron, Roxanne and Ali

Julie and Lamar


Jon, Paul, Samantha and Chery



22 Nov:  Today's big event is the rehearsal dinner for Sam and Adam at 6:30 PM this evening at the Yacht Club.  Fortunately it is walking distance for Cynthia and Ron.  Unfortunately Ron has been told that he needs to cut his hair.  Until then, Ron is saddled with revisiting the Likens package that was so near to completion when we left the Inn at Long Trail in September.  Ron has now forgotten everything about the package, so rereading 300 pages is a necessity.  Fooey.  We did go for a nice walk to the fitness center and return, about 2 miles altogether.  Rehearsal dinner was a fine event with a Mexican theme.  All of Cynthia's children came along with a host of Adam's family and friends of the bride & groom.  We old folks left by 8:30 and were happy to return to peace and quiet.  My, how things have changed. 

21 Nov:  Fall fell in Texas!  Thanks to the hard freeze a few days ago, the trees have color, and a few are quite brilliant in reds and oranges.  Ron & Cynthia spent a lazy morning before our usual walk to the fitness center.  Then we drove to Cynthia's appointment with the infectious disease specialist, who was bearded today with his traditional November beard (it makes him appear ten years older).  Afterwards we ate at Jason's Deli with the result that Ron is comatose after a huge salad, a huge potato and a half a huge sweet potato.  Goodnight.


Sunrise 1
20 Nov:  Somehow the blog entry for Wednesday disappeared.  This was the day that Ron awoke at 5:30, finished daily exercises by 6 AM and was riding southward from Newport by 7:25 AM in 40 degree temperatures.  The day warmed up quickly, but time passed slowly, in part because US 67 is 4-lane, Interstate 30 has lots of traffic, US 59 is 4-lane and all of those roads carry too much traffic to allow sightseeing.  Even though the 4-lane roads pass through several towns, traffic and navigation prevent seeing much else.  Riding southward into the sun was the other significant detractor, discomfort and occasional hazard.  The only significant advantage is that sometimes the clouds were marvelously varied.  Towards evening as shadows lengthened and light reddened, Ron turned onto FM 1988, 


Sunrise 2, mere minutes later



grandson Hudson, aged 1+





















FM 3278, FM 222, FM 150, and FM 1097 which were quite pleasant and lovely in fall foliage approaching sunset.  The skies were turning dark as Ron parked at the condo and greeted his sweetie, a wonderful reward after a long haul.  I guess I had an excuse for being very tired - 500 miles in a short winters day after 300 miles yesterday.  Besides that, there was not a Ruby Tuesday on the route, so all I ate was 1/3 of a bag of fat-free pretzels.  Cynthia had a mammogram, an appointment with Dr. Birken and a meal at Jason's Deli.

19 Nov:  Ron breakfasted with Carol and Bill before donating belongings from the Texas storage locker to the Edwardsville storage locker.  He then visited the SIUSWIC Credit Union to spend a bit of time with a bit of his money and to visit with Kathy, the president who intends to retire in three years.  Ron has been banking there for perhaps 45 years.  As he rode south towards Eric's bridge into Missouri, the winds concerned him, but the river crossing on I-255 was easy-peasy.  He then noticed a Ruby Tuesday road sign and stopped for lunch just south of St. Louis in Festus, MO.  The Mississippi flood plains in southern Missouri and Arkansas were quite appealing in the evening sunshine.  By evening Ron had passed by Success and Pocahontas in Arkansas to a Days Inn in Newport, AR, having ridden three hundred miles since 11:30 today.  Had he checked beforehand or ridden through town, he would have stayed at the Fortune, where he has stayed previously.  Cynthia went to see Bambi for a facial.  

18 Nov:  Monday: Cynthia saw Dr. Sparks for a steroid injection in her hip bursa that has been bothering her, visited Lab Corps for medical tests, returned items via UPS, dropped off dry-cleaning, and picked up a prescription at Lakeside Pharmacy.  What fascinating errands, huh?  Ron is in Illinois visiting his sister, Carol, whose son, Eric, bagged a deer Sunday afternoon.  Dutiful mother Carol is finishing processing the deer that Eric shot yesterday.  Ron is again deciding whether papers go into the wood burner or to the storage locker.  We are heartsick that our dear friend Emily passed away from a brain aneurysm. 

17 Nov, Sunday:  Cynthia house-cleaned. Ta-DA!  Ron did not have a Ta-DA, but enjoyed an enjoyable afternoon and meal with sistah Carol and Bill.  Bill is quite the character and is usually quite amused by Ron's witticisms and half-witticisms.  Ron spent most of the day going thorough the paperwork he plans to leave in the Illinois storage locker and feeding the rejects into the wood burner.

16 Nov:  Ron said goodbyes to Dean & Janina, then to Cynthia, then rode the motorcycle out of Missouri (after filling the gas tank) and back up to Litchfield where Carol again picked him up after another meal at Ruby Tuesday including Bill.  Cynthia’s return flight arrived in Houston thirty minutes early.  It took almost two hours to claim bag, go to Park and Fly, and drive back to Lake Conroe.  Ron phoned at 8:03, but the notifier was turned off; she picked up the phone to call Ron at 8:04 and saw the phone call she missed!
Carol was NOT going to let Kyle hide behind her.


Dean and Janina

Carol could not resist clowning for the camera
and kissed Ron's bald top
15 Nov:  We awoke to another wonderful day in St. Louis with relatives.  We breakfasted with Dean & Janina and Carol until Brigette and Chet showed up and took a different table.  Then Jerry and Kerri came and sat at yet another different table.  More of Brigette's family showed: Rex, Susie, and Nanette.  Conversation was varied and interesting, but way too soon Rex and Susie needed to leave with Nanette in tow.  Brigette and Chet left about the same time.  Perry and Kerri delayed a little longer.  And then no one was left except my immediate family, so after another hour Dean & Janina suggested the fitness center, so we all dressed for that and assembled there for an hour, after which we sat in our room for an hour before walking across Lindbergh to the Schnucks for their salad bar, which was very good.  Now we are digesting, nearly somnolescent, as dinner time approaches.  Eric & family will join us at Schneithorsts - promising more fun.  Which was delivered.  Eric & Denise put on their usual parental and nephewish behaviors.  The kids behaved well and were delightful company.  Kyle has grown to within an inch or two of Dean and Ron.  Erika is sophomore at McKendree and quite a good student, intending to study law.  Chelsea was smiling, cheerful and shy as ever.  The food was again good, and everyone was well satisfied and happy. 

14 Nov:  The memorial service for dear, departed Uncle Lawrence was quite lovely.  Margaret and the minister are to be commended for honoring Lawrence so appropriately.  The meal and fellowship after the service was enjoyed by all of us relatives, but as always, there is never enough time to "catch up" with everyone.  All of the cousins gathered at Schneithorst's that evening for a delicious meal.  Ron again ate nothing but potatoes and a bit of Cynthia's salmon.  (Matt & Mary, Rex & Susie, Brigette & Chet, Nanette, Kay & Tom, Jerry & Kerri, Perry & Sharon, Dean & Janina, Carol, Cynthia and Ron)


Sunrise over Lake Conroe 13 Nov 2019
13 Nov:  Cynthia awoke at 3:30 AM...  eyes wide open, OK, let’s start this day!  The temperature is a record-breaking 28 degrees.  The sunrise is awesome.  Two cups of real, undiluted coffee and breakfast, the suitcase is in the car, a lunch is packed.  At 8:30, it is time for another one of those crazy appointments 90 minutes of driving to an appointment in Houston.  We hope the car will start.  After the medical appointment, is another long drive to the airport to catch a flight to St. Louis, MO.  The weather promises the same kind of deep freeze.  But, two hours of quiet rest on the flight are good news. Mostly, it will be wonderful to see Smooch! Most of the cousins arrived early for the memorial service, and we all gathered at Bricktop for an evening meal (Matt & Mary, Dean & Janina, Rex & Susie, Jerry & Kerri, Perry & Sharon, Cynthia and Ron)
 
12 Nov:  Today Cynthia had an appointment, this time in Houston’s Galleria area, 90 minutes from our condo at Lake Conroe.  She allowed two full hours of driving time and arrived early, feeling very thankful to get there and home again safely.  Do you need to know Houston traffic is stressful?  Probably not, but she is indeed happy to share that being thankful while driving, whether lost or on time, kept her focused and about as stress-free as possible on Houston highways.  She is very thankful for Sasha, her hairdresser. Her suitcase is packed!  Thinking about that nosebleed "yesterday," Ron has decided that dehydration and saline nasal rinses were perhaps catalysts.  He needs to be more careful to imbibe more fluids with his "medicinal" salted pretzels.

11 Nov:  Forecast is rain everywhere Ron needed to pass through, but Ron is in Illinois, safe and dry with Sistah Carol!  How fun is this!  Cynthia tried driving the new Grand Parkway from the Woodlands to Tomball, Texas without researching the route carefully.  Construction on I-249 West was very confusing; she ended up in Magnolia, Texas, about twenty miles west of her destination, and she was 45 minutes late for her appointment with Bambi.  She didn’t feel particularly thankful by the time she got home at night.  For Carol and Ron started the day with exercises by the torturess Miranda Esmonde White (Classical Stretch on PBS).  Then oatmeal.  Then as we considered activities, the forecast rain began to fall as sleet, which quickly turned into snow, which quickly accumulated into inches.  We stayed indoors nearly all day, except for gathering a load of firewood into the house, and discussed DNA via GEDmatch.  Carol cooked a lovely batch of chicken soup.  Ron consolidated notes while Carol napped.  Nighttime came early and bedtime similarly.

10 Nov, Sunday:  Ron asked for a six AM wake up call; but he awoke at three AM and was unable to go back to sleep because, as he laid quietly on his back in bed, a nosebleed suddenly started.  This was quite a shock, but it wasn't messy since he was on his back, but it took several tissues stuffed up his nose to finally staunch the flow.  By 7:30 AM he was breakfasted, bundled, nose plugged and on the road towards Sistah Carol’s house in Illinois.  Cynthia is trying to get back to feeling energetic and filled with gratitude again.  She is worn down.  Worship, coffee, IHOP and a manicure and pedicure didn’t do the job.  She planned a walk but instead wrote a devotion.  Mid-day Ron arrived at an IHOP north of Little Rock and called Cynthia to tell her that he had just ordered an egg white veggie omelet, and we were both amused to discover that Cynthia was also in an IHOP awaiting an egg white veggie omelet.  After Ron crossed the Missouri state line and bypassed Poplar Bluff, he started looking for a filling station, and the GPS promised a Phillips 66 station in  30 miles. When he arrived at that gas station, he had three miles of gas remaining in the tank; the station had stopped pumping gas years ago and only sold convenience items.  After Ron called a tow service to bring gas (at $50), a lovely, considerate couple offered to follow him to the next station which was open.  Ron canceled the order to the tow company and rode the 7 miles to the nearest station with the other couple following.  Relief !!  Cynthia did not like hearing the gas tank actually holds 9 miles of gas when it reads three.  That's too close for comfort.  Ron arrived at Ruby Tuesday in Litchfield at 7:06 PM; Carol and Bill were waiting for him.  After a good salad, Ron parked the bike in the nearby Hampton Inn parking lot and rode back out to Carol's in her new car with Bill driving.  Bill left Ron & Carol to chat and retire early.  Today's route was US 59 N to I-30 NE to I-440 skirting Little Rock to US 67 N into Missouri (including 50 miles paid for by the residents of Poplar Bluff, MO) to I-55 approaching St. Louis to I-255 skirting St. Louis to I-55 again to Litchfield, Illinois.


Erika in Color Guard
9 Nov:  Ron did not sleep well last night, lying awake in bed for several hours, but he felt well upon waking.  The cold, wet, and likely icy weather on Monday does not look like good traveling weather.  Ron completed packing, recycling, cleaning, and took off at 3:20 PM today!  The forecast prompted him to move up his departure by a day, albeit late in the day.  He phoned Cynthia 80 miles south of Texarkana from a motel, so he was able to cover about 200 miles by riding for an hour after dark.  The route was quite pleasant, out of Walden to TX 105 W briefly to N on Lone Star Pkwy to R on Buffalo Springs Rd to R on FM 1097 crossing Lake Conroe through Willis to R on FM 150 for 20 miles to L on FM 222 for a few miles to L on FM 3278 for several miles to L on FM 1988 passing the Lake Livingston dam (which was very pretty, having the middle two gates releasing water in a white fan shape contrasting with the otherwise dark dam).  That soon exited onto US 59 north for the duration of the trip through Texas.  The fall colors were very pretty with reds, rusts, yellows, and lime greens.  Ron wants to take off at first light in the morning and hopefully cover the remaining 600 miles tomorrow before dark.  He loves motorcycle life.  Thanks to Eric A. for sending us a photo of Erika during the halftime show.

8 Nov:  More packing.  We awakened as usual, exercised as usual, breakfasted as usual and hustled into Montgomery to the skin specialist who froze four moles from Ron's back.  (Only once did it burn noticeably.)  Then we bought pretzels, picked up two more boxes from storage (- count them: 1,2,3,4,5,6), and Ron got his flu shot at Wally World.  After eating lunch, we walked as usual to the fitness center and back.  Ron was hoping to be able to walk to the lake, but the construction workers were in the way again.  Maybe tomorrow.  The afternoon was filled with backing up the computer, trimming roses, crock potting beans & lentils, and rinsing recycling. Finally, in late afternoon Ron sorted through the boxes to separate 1) things to go to Illinois, 2) things to pitch, 3) things to recycle ... and wore himself out.  Time for bed.  G'night.

7 Nov, Lake Conroe:  Today promises to be different with a forecast of rain and the need to pack discards to take to permanent storage in Illinois.  Ron's efforts to reduce calorie intake were too successful; he now weighs only 171.8 lbs instead of the 175 he wishes to maintain. Eat more food !!  Cynthia got a flu shot appropriate to youngsters 18 again.

6 Nov:  Today now, still in Lake Conroe, another day just like yesterday.  Awakened, exercised, breakfasted, indentures transcribed (typed), walked, and it will be bedtime before we know it.  Ain't life Grand !!

5 Nov:  Tomorrow.  Whoops, yesterday already.  Cynthia drove to take a fasting blood test at the Medical Center, so afterwards we treated ourselves to breakfast at the Toasted Yolk.  The egg white omelet arrived looking far too yellow (regular eggs = loaded with fat) and was returned.  Cynthia's oatmeal was not hot when it arrived.  After running a couple of errands, Cynthia voted. The issues she voted for passed favorably.  

4 Nov:  And we woke up an hour early.  How can it be so light already at 7 AM?  We are not used to this, but we arose, exercised, breakfasted and adjusted to the new norm.  Ron again spent the entire day working on DNA, this time for Bankston cousin Myra.  We did take time out to walk to the fitness center again since construction has resumed on the path to the lake.  Cynthia managed to get errands run in the afternoon.  We bought even more frozen fruits and veggies besides carrots and celery to reduce calories while nibbling.

Morning Has Broken
3 Nov, Sunday: was a stellar day on Lake Conroe, beginning an hour earlier.  Meanwhile, in England, workers at Stonehenge worked feverishly through the night moving the stones back an hour.

All Saints Sunday service at Grace Lutheran was lovely!  We lit candles for those saints in our lives who have passed on before us. Ron lit one for Uncle Lawrence Rambo who recently passed away.  Cynthia lit one for her son Scott.  

Cynthia shares her memory about the meaning of the Communion of Saints that brings much comfort at a time of loss. 

On All Saints Day 1 Nov. 1977, Cynthia's father passed away after suffering from lung cancer.  The last time she saw her dad, she glanced back as she was leaving the hotel room, and he was praying the Lord's Prayer aloud.  Dad was a living member of the Christian church until his death.  
The sermon that morning in 1977 was about the Communion of Saints, the spiritual union of the members of the Christian church the living and the dead.  When we grasp in our guts the meaning of the Communion of Saints, the Eucharist is a spiritual reunion.

Jon, Cynthia, and Ron at Lakeview Dining
Notice how Cynthia's little hand  keeps Ron in line 
Today, after church we joined Jon at the Yacht Club for a Sunday brunch.  Cynthia took pictures of course.

2 Nov:  Tomorrow, Tomorrow, and so the song goes!  But, it's already tomorrow...  And here we are on the second day of November hiking the two-mile trail to the lake.  Saturday and Sunday, we are able to walk through the construction site all the way to the lake; during the week we have to obey the keep out signs because workers are on site.  After the hike and lunch, Cynthia organized the storage unit while Ron helped her move heavy boxes.  The red lentil rigatoni chili is really delicious! Salt-free, 1.5 grams of fat and very spicey! Yum.  
Looking East
Lake Conroe South (plus finger)
Cynthia's Favorite View
1 Nov:  Walden in Lake Conroe, Montgomery, Texas.  We are slowly settling into being in one place for a while.  We went for a nice walk after breakfast, before Ron rode the motorcycle to first Jason's Deli, and second the new BMW dealership in the Woodlands to have a new rear tire installed.  The service manager talked Ron into a new front tire as well by remarking that the front was "cupped."  While waiting for the installation, Ron asked a salesman for a test ride on a new R1250RT.  It was quite a surprise, and that may well be our next choice when we need to replace our current bike - which has taken us 54,000 miles in the 3 1/2 years we've owned it.  Returning "home" in the 4:45 rush hour on I-35, Ron opted to stop again at Jason's Deli to pick up baked potatoes and baked sweet potatoes.  Cynthia had spent the day cooking, but neglected to tell Ron about this, so we decided to eat the potatoes.