Thursday, August 28, 2014

Retirement has Many Faces

What does the word 'retirement' mean to you?  I bet I can get as many different answers as the number of people I ask.

For me, retirement has meant different things at different times.  I thought about this today when I received an email telling me that I had been listed on the web page of a retirement community in Arizona.  My thanks to them for finding me.

Before retirement happened in 2008, it only meant that I would no longer be working every day.  But, I would still be on a committee at the Treasury Department in Lansing and I would be chairing a committee on legislation.  So, my professional life would continue as always, except I no longer would be paid to do any work.  I even did some pro bono consulting last fall, but ultimately decided that the paying job offered to me was not on my bucket list.  As of now, all of that is pretty much in my past.

Another item never on my bucket list was baby-sitting a grandchild.  I have been reminded on several occasions that I always said I would pay someone else to do it.  HA!  I cannot imagine not having my grandson here during the day.  I actually miss him on week-ends.  I'll be reading a book and wonder if he is due to wake up from his nap before I remember he is not here.

There were many things I wanted to do and have accomplished.  I have my yard finally where I want it.  There will always be 'stuff' to be done (like cleaning out the 'swamp' in my back corner), but it is not nearly as daunting as it was when I started having the entire summer to devote to it.

And I have done a good bit of traveling with more to come.  I've seen Bryce Canyon, Grand Canyon, and Glacier NP, but still have the Canadian Rockies on the bucket list.  In Europe, I finally toured Germany and definitely want to go back to Berlin.  My Russian visa has being processed and I will soon see Moscow and St. Petersburg.

There were things not on the bucket list that I did.  Like have spinal surgery.  Something that probably should have happened years ago, but didn't.  But, that surgery and my practice of yoga have given me the ability to work in the yard, travel and lift little Charlie over my head.

I am so completing enjoying everything I have done in my retirement years and look forward to many more to come.  What does your retirement look like?

Monday, August 11, 2014

I'm a Sucker for a Good-lookin' Guy

I bought a bib for my grandson that says 'This is what Handsome looks like'.  In case you were wondering exactly what that is, here is a pic:

He is just shy of four months old.  Everyone believes they have the cutest baby, but I feel that I am 100% right.  But that is just MHO.  OK.  Humble is not exactly the right word.

Friday, August 1, 2014

The One that Didn't Get Away

Last Monday I had to pay someone to remove a dead mouse that had crawled in through the dryer vent and managed to die in the dryer exhaust vent inside the house.  YUCK!!!!!  I was so hoping that the many hawks around here would have caught him first.

Just last week I saw this one sitting in the park for nearly an hour enjoying the view:

Yesterday two baby hawks were arguing over a branch in the birch tree out front.  Today I walked into my kitchen and saw a 'flash'.  At first I thought that some danged deer had managed to penetrate Fort Hammond.  Oh no, it was a hawk with lunch:

He moved from the bridge to the trellis:

I am thinking he has caught a baby possum.  That is perfectly fine with me.  I wonder if he fancies raccoon?

Whilst on the trellis he/she was communicating with another hawk in the spruce tree:

They both ended up flying off, but not before Mr. Hunter left his unfinished lunch on the trellis.  With every fly in a ten-mile radius descending, I threw the entrails over the fence.  They can come back and finish it up later on.