Thanks, Jed

 

Nephew Jed (back row, left, in blue shirt) comes through again! He saw my post from yesterday and sent me this picture taken on the same day and including me (middle, left, in white shirt)  and my sister Joanne (back, right, in pink shirt). Neighborhood dog Darby seems to have split.

Joanne is Jed and Jenny's mom. She's also Jack's mom, but he was absent that day. Ramey is India's mom, and also mom to Buffy, who was also absent. I am Andy's mom, and also mom to Cait, also absent. Andy is mom to my grandson Jesse; absent.

Rest in Peace Joanne, Jenny, Jack, and Mama. We miss you guys.

Mother's Day

A late 90s Mother's Day with the matriarch. Back row, her grandson Jed Cage. Middle row from left, her youngest daughter Ramey Channell and granddaughter Jenny Cage. Front row, from left: neighborhood dog Darby, Mary's granddaughter Angela Wright Osborn (Andy), Mary Ramey herself, granddaughter India Dyer. (This was at my house, so I don't know why I wasn't in the photo. Maybe I was taking the phone. Also missing are three grandchildren, one great grandson (Jesse), and one more daughter Joanne Cage. Apparently I don't have a photo with everyone together.)

I had a fabulous Mother's Day last Sunday. I went to church to hear a great sermon, and brought home a pretty pink rose. When I got home, daughter Andy was there with goodies. After enjoying a great lunch, thanks to Andy, we settled in on the sofa and streamed movies. When the festivities were over and Andy had gone home, I snuggled into bed and finished reading a great book by Ken Follett, The Third Twin (more about that in later).

I hope your Mother's Day was as enjoyable as mine.

Readings

In not particular order, here are here are the books I've read in the last few weeks.

Wild Dark Shore by Charlotte McConaghy - One of the best books I've read in a while. Dominic Salt and his three children are caretakers of Shearwater, a tiny island between Australia and Antarctica. Their mission: to care for and protect the world’s largest seed bank, Shearwater was once full of researchers, but with climate change speeding up, sea levels rising, and the island sinking beneath the sea, the Salts are now its only inhabitants, preparing the seeds for a safe relocation. During the worst storm the island has ever seen, a woman mysteriously washes ashore, and the plot thickens.

The Frozen People by Elly Griffiths - Ali Dawson and her cold case team investigate crimes so old, they're frozen—or so their inside joke goes. Nobody knows that her team has a secret: they can travel back in time to look for evidence.The latest assignment sees Ali venture back farther than they have dared before, to 1850s London to clear the name of Cain Templeton, an eccentric patron of the arts who is accused of murder. For some reason she doesn't understand, Elly gets stuck in the past. But while she trusts her team to sort things out and get her home, she continues to investigate the case for which she was sent to find evidence.

The Lost Apolthecary by Sarah Penner - Hidden in the depths of eighteenth-century London, a secret apothecary shop caters to an unusual kind of clientele. Women across the city whisper of a mysterious figure named Nella who sells well-disguised poisons to use against the oppressive men in their lives. But the apothecary’s fate is jeopardized when her newest patron, a precocious twelve-year-old, makes a fatal mistake, sparking a string of consequences that echo through the centuries.

A Marriage at Sea by Sophie Elmhirst - In this true story, Maurice and Maralyn Bailey long for a different life, a life of travel and adventure. So in June 1972, the couple quits their jobs, sells their house, buys a boat, and sets sail.  For nearly a year all goes well, until deep in the Pacific, a breaching whale knocks a hole in their boat and it sinks beneath the waves. What follows is a fight to survive in the wild ocean, with little hope of rescue. Alone together for months in a tiny rubber raft, starving and exhausted, Maurice and Maralyn have to find not only ways to stay alive but ways to get along, as their marriage is put to the greatest of tests. If I ever had a desire to set sail in a small yacht in the open sea, which I don't remember ever having, this book cured that longing.

The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho -This story, filled with mysticism, wisdom, and wonder, tells of an Andalusian shepherd boy named Santiago who travels on a spiritual journey from his homeland in Spain to the Egyptian desert in search of a treasure buried near the Pyramids. Along the way he meets a Gypsy woman, a man who calls himself a king, and an alchemist, all of whom point Santiago in the direction of his quest. No one knows what the treasure is, or if Santiago will be able to surmount the obstacles in his path. But what starts out as a journey to find worldly treasure turns into a discovery of his Personal Legend and the truth that the most valuable treasures are those found within. Perhaps you have read this classic. I never had until my book club picked it for our April selection. I recommend it for anyone who likes a good and adventurous parable.

Anxious People by Fredrick Backman - Looking at real estate isn’t usually a life-or-death situation, but an apartment open house becomes just that when a failed bank robber bursts in and takes a group of strangers hostage at gunpoint. Each of the captives carries a lifetime of grievances, hurts, secrets, and passions that are ready to boil over. And I challenge you to think of a more irritating and whiney bunch of people held captive by a person with a gun in their faces. 

     This is an absolutely delightful book, which might be hard to believe based on the subject matter. But I promise it produces just as much, if not more, laughter as it does gasps. And not a bad ending, considering. 

Strangers by Belle Burden - I opened this book and started reading, thinking that it would be somewhat of a domestic thriller. I misunderstood. Instead it's a memoir written by the granddaughter of Babe Paley, the iconic New York City socialite and Vogue editor. It's about a bunch of rich people with too much money and too little good sense, in my opinion. But let's stick with Ms. Burden's story detailing her marriage. 

     Belle and James have been married for 20 years when the pandemic hits. As Belle is just getting used to lockdown with James and their three children in their house on Martha's Vineyard (they also have a luxury apartment in Manhattan), the phone rings. When Belle answers, a stranger states that Belle's husband James is having and affair with his wife. Belle immediately confronts James, who cries, apologizes, swears it meant nothing and that it's over, and that he loves her deeply. Shortly thereafter James tells his wife that he isn't happy and that he's leaving, which he does. The rest if the book tells of the heartaches and intricacies of dissolving a long-time marriage of two very wealthy folks. Very well written and heart rending, but really not my kind of story.

Raising Hare by Cloe Dalton - True story. In February 2021, political adviser and speechwriter Chloe Dalton stumbles upon a newborn hare—a leveret—that had been chased by a dog. Fearing for its life, she brings it home, only to discover how difficult it is to rear a wild hare. Through trial and error, she learns to feed and care for the leveret intending to return it to the wilderness. Instead, it becomes her constant companion, wandering the fields and woods of the English countryside at night and returning to Dalton’s house by day. Though Dalton feared that the hare would be preyed upon by foxes, weasels, feral cats, raptors, or even people, she never tried to restrict it to the house. Each time the hare leaves, Chloe knows she may never see it again. Yet she also understands that to confine it would be its own kind of death. I worried constantly about the hare while reading this book, which was the only thing that kept me from enjoying the read fully.

Sleepers by Lorenzo Carcaterra - Another one based on a true story. This book, and the subsequent movie, available on Amazon Prime, tore my heart out. It's about four young boys, Michael, John, Tommy, and Shakes (the book's author), growing up in New York's Hell's Kitchen. They're good, though spirited, boys. To escape their troubling home lives, the four spend their days with each other, unsupervised on the streets of the Kitchen, looking for new ways to entertain themselves. One stupid stunt is all it takes to alter their lives for the worst and cause them to be locked away for years in the nightmare of the Wilkinson Home for Boys. There they suffer beating, torture, starvation, sexual abuse, and loneliness. Actually just about every horror that could be bestowed upon them was.

     The last half of the book deals with what happens to them years later after they are released from the home. Two of them, Tommy and John, join a gang and get into even more severe trouble. When they are arrested for murder, The other two, one a lawyer and one a newspaper worker, join forces to help their friends, assisted by a local priest, Father Bobby, who has been friends of the four since their boyhood. 

     If you're one of those people I've encountered lately who don't believe people who mistreat and abuse children should pay for their deeds, read this book or watch the excellent movie. You might change your mind. You might not agree with the events in the last part of the story. Truthfully, I don't know how I feel about it, but I do recognize a certainly kind of long withheld justice at work.

Brother by Ania Alborn - Deep in the West Virginia wilderness stands a crooked old farmhouse miles from any road or town. The strange members of the family within keep to themselves. When girls go missing off the side of the highway, the cops don’t even visit them. Which is a good thing, seeing as to what’s buried in the Morrows’ backyard. But nineteen-year-old Michael Morrow isn’t like the rest of his family. He doesn’t take pleasure in the screams that echo through the trees. Michael craves a normal life. He  and his domineering brother Rebel meet two girls in the town 20 miles from their home and begin to visit them regularly. Here the story gets more and more horrible. I can't recommend this book; it's just too disturbing. Although I have always loved scary books and movies, the violence and depravity are too much for even me. I did finish it, however. I had to keep reading to find out what happened to this monstrous family.

And that's all, folks.

Just a Note

 I just want to check in to let any readers I have left know that I'm not dead. I have just felt so lousy lately. The pain has been horrendous. Walking is more difficult than ever. I'm hoping the warmer weather will help matters. I hate hot, humid weather. But maybe it will be a blessing this year. Not today, however. I woke up to dark skies and thunder. Rain since then. The pain in my back, hips, and legs is horrible.

I did finally get all the credit/debit card matter sorted out. In fact, somehow I came out of it with an extra debit card account, which is helpful. I gave one to Jesse to use when I call him at work to stop by the store and pick up things. Now we don't have to switch the one card back and forth.

I have read several books since my last post. I'll try to get back soon to list them.

I haven't done a bit of sewing or quilting in weeks though. Sitting at the sewing machine is more than I can face right now. I have lots of plans for such time as I feel like implementing them. but that won't be today. 

The Trouble With Plastic

 "I've been hacked."

In the past couple of weeks, it has come to my attention just how addicted we are to our little plastic cards. Now unlike some folks, I don't have a wallet full of the things, just two, a credit card and a debit card. That is to say, I used to have two. At the present time I have no valid plastic.

Let me explain. Some time around my birthday, my credit card was refused by Amazon. Knowing that I had no payments past due, or even due, and that I was far away from reaching my limit, I contacted the card company to see what the problem was. (Contacting the company was a whole nuther hassle, but that's a story for another day.) I was informed, probably by an AI entity, that attempted suspicious charges had necessitated blocking my credit card. My card had obviously been hacked. So I told the entity to please cancel the card and issue me another one. It said it would, and I subsequently received and email to that effect. I was told the new card would arrive in 7-10 business days. 

Yesterday being more than two weeks since that communication with no new card showing up, I went to the credit card site, clicked on "check status of new card" button, and learned that the card had supposedly been delivered. I have no idea who might now have my new credit card, but they can't use it. Because now I have cancelled that one and am supposed to received another new one in 7-10 business days.

But that's not all of the story. As I was dealing with the credit card problem, I received a call from my bank (a real person this time). She told me that they had noticed  several suspicious charges on my debit card. I pulled up my account online and sure enough, there were numerous charges that I didn't make. After a protracted phone session with the bank rep, we got all the suspicious charges flagged and I was told I would receive a new card in 7-10 business days.

Fast forward until today. I have not yet received a new debit card. I checked my online account and, lo and behold, there are more unauthorized charges. All in all, the unauthorized charges amount to several hundred dollars stolen from my account. So I called the bank. 

It was a nightmare. The poor woman (or girl, she sounded like) had a very thick foreign accent. I was able to catch about one word out of ten.* We had to go through the whole month of March again, asking me if I recognized each charge. If she told me why my card had not been cancelled and a new card issued, it was during one of those times that I didn't understand a word she said. The call was long, very long, about an hour and a half.

Anyway, I think she told me that an investigation would begin and I would get a refund. I should also receive a new debit card within, you guessed it, seven to ten business days.

So now I'm without plastic--no credit card, no debit card. I had to write a check at the grocery store yesterday. I'm glad I remembered how. But I'm sure I'll have my bright and shiny new cards in about seven to ten business days. But, just in case, I might better order some more checks.

*Note: I have no negative feelings nor bigotry about the woman's accent. I mentioned it only to point out the nightmare this long long call was. I hate talking on the phone anyway. The woman on the first bank call had an accent too, but it was something like Brooklyn. She was also hard to understand but no so much as the one today.

Happy St. Patrick's Day

 

Good Health!

Let the malarky and shenanigans begin!

St. Paddy's Eve

 

Tornado watch yesterday; snow today. Weird huh? But the temp is holding around 34 degrees, so the white stuff won't stay long. That makes most people around here happy. Me? I'd like to see several inches. for several days.

We celebrating St. Patrick's Day after services at church yesterday. As usual, the folks outdid themselves with eats. For some reason, I wasn't aware of the feast and I didn't bring anything. Just as well, I guess. I don't think anything else would have fit on the table.

After church I had to stop by the grocery store for just a few items. By the time I got home, my back and legs were complaining so that I could barely walk. Had to go to bed. This chronic pain thing seems to have got much worse in the past few months. If anybody out there, anywhere in the country, knows a back doctor or pain doctor that can work miracles, send me info. I've gone through all the doctors around here, I think.

The snow has stopped now, and I can tell it's already melting. I still haven't caught up on my reading, so that's what I'll be doing for the rest of the day.