29 December 2021
Our freedom is, apparently, being saved by a virus. The Omicron virus is, by all accounts, a very mild illness. People who have had it have remarked that it was like having the common cold. It seems to be causing a bunch of reported cases but fewer and fewer hospitalizations and deaths. We are, at last, being able to see a light at the end of the tunnel that is not an oncoming train. The politicians are not going to want to relinquish their newly found power. At some point, we’ll just have to ignore the politicians and go on about the business of living our lives. Anyway, it seems that the Omicron virus is enough like Delta and the other variants that it will give immunity to the other more deadly viruses. As I said earlier, we are being saved by a virus. I still have not taken the MRNA gene therapy ”vaccine”. The military researchers have come up with a real vaccine that I suspect will never see the light of day. This is because too many politicians and bureaucrats have too much of a vested financial interest in the MRNA gene therapy. Now there is a pill you can take, if you get the virus that seems to be very effective. The drug companies have finished the major drug trial i.e the coerced vaccination of 200 million Americans and only God knows how many others outside the US with an experimental drug. Sad thing is that the experimental drug did not stop the spread of the virus. Millions of people took the ”vaccine” and still got sick, spread the virus and many died. I’m reminded of the scene at the beginning of The Walking Dead where they discover that there is no cure for the virus that created the zombies.
Little Miss Suzy was the last vestige of 43 years of marriage to my wife and my best friend. Summer and I had to take her to the Vet and have her put down. Some disease in small dogs makes the throat collapse. She got to where she couldn’t eat or drink. It is a terrible thing to have to kill that which has become almost another child to me. Suzy was Connie’s dog. She doted on this little critter right up until the last days of her life. When Connie was in hospice, I would take Suzy to visit. Suzy was a bed hog. She would sleep on top of the bed covers between Connie and myself. Some how every morning I would find myself barely on the bed and Suzy lying across the bed. She pushed me so that she could be comfortable. After Connie passed away, she continued to sleep on the bed and I gradually became her human. That did not stop her from shoving me to the edge of the bed. I did become comfortable having her sleeping against my back. Her little warm body was like having a heating pad against my sometimes sore back. Connie died almost 5 years ago and I got the honor of being Suzy’s human since then. She went everywhere I did. She made 3 trips on the ALCAN as were going to and from Alaska. She was the perfect passenger. She was on my lap looking at the scenery or sound asleep. She was no trouble at all during our travels. For almost 50 years, I have not slept alone. It has been an adjustment. I miss my wife terribly but I, also, am missing Suzy. She was my buddy and her presence pretty much was the only thing that kept me sane after Connie died.
As you can see in the picture, we still don’t have the oak flooring down. We are going to rewire the entire house which entails taking out all of the sheetrock on the walls and ceilings. There will be a lot of tramping around on the floor and a crap load of sheet rock pieces and dust so the floors have to wait. We have the flooring, we have the kitchen cabinets and we have the wire. It is now just a matter of waiting until Spring. The entire kitchen has to be removed and we’ll have to set up a cook house outside. That is the one thing we really can’t do in the winter. As I have stated previously, I have surrendered to the house as far as getting it level is concerned. I have a guy coming when the ground thaws to pour some concrete and stabilize the house. After that I might be able to level it. The original plan was to lower the house to level it. However, I’m inclined to raise it a couple of feet so that I can get some heavy beams mounted of concrete pillars.
Winter is bad for your health. There is no way to work outside in 18 inches of snow. Any serious construction will have to wait for spring. During the summer I would rack up 2 and sometime 3 miles of walking around the property along with whatever exercise that the current job required. Since the snow started, i’ve been sitting on my rear end doing nearly nothing except eating all day Chewing does not count as exercise. All of this eating and inactivity led to my gaining 5 pounds. Since I’m already about 20 pounds too heavy an extra 5 pounds isn’t a good thing. My solution to the growing poundage is to walk, at least, 2 miles every day. I thought that I might be biting off more than I could chew but two miles seems to be the correct number. I get a little cardio going up the hills on the road and it doesn’t completely exhaust me.
We’ve had a heat wave. The daytime temps have been at or above freezing for most of a week now. The snow on the roads has become ice and I’ve been forced to wear cleats on my walks. This is Wednesday and they are predicting 80% chance of snow for Thursday and Friday. This will likely put us to over two feet of snow on the ground and cause me to be wrestling with the snow blower. I was going to build a snowman but the snow was too dry and wouldn’t ball up.
Since Christmas, I have been eating soup for every meal. I made potato soup the day before Christmas and it was very good. Summer and I ate a lot of it that evening. I had it for dinner last night and breakfast this morning. I made a Minestrone soup on Monday which I alone have eaten for every meal this week that wasn’t potato soup. I am about souped up to my eyeballs. The rest of the minestrone is headed for the freezer.
As you can tell there isn’t much going on here at the homestead. I’ve watched too much Antique Aliens, Unexplained and news shows. There is always one little chore or project to do but 30 minutes later you are stumped as to what you might do next. Most of the time there is nothing else to fo but screw around on the computer or watch another dumbass show in search of Sasquatch, Antique Aliens gold, tuna, crabs or even worse watch the depressing news
Yesterday on my walk a moose cow decided that I was not going to pass her by. She ran out into the road as as I was approaching. I backed up and walked up a drive way and stood behind some brush. I stood very still for about five minutes. Abruptly, she turned and trotted back up the hill where she had been eating. I, again, got back on the road to continue my walk. The crazy moose then ran back into road and stood in the way I intended to go. I was only about 300 yards from the house and Summer happened to looking in my direction and saw the moose and me. Summer drove down to where i was and the car noise made the crazy moose run off down the slope. The first time it blocked my way, I was within 15 feet or so. In other words, too damned close. People in Alaska are more afraid of moose than bears. Moose kill far more people than bears is a fact of life in Alaska. There aren’t a whole bunch of things that scare me but that moose scared the crap out of me. I was so scared I forgot to take pictures
Below are some pictures I took on my walkabouts and from the house.
Well that’s it for me. I hope everyone had a very merry Christmas and may your God bless each and every one of you.
2 thoughts on “Dad’s Alaska”
My condolences on the loss of your little furry child. That is a very hard decision to make, and it’s so hard to put aside our selfishness to do what’s best for them.
We had to make that same decision back in January for ours. She was 2 weeks shy of being 17. It still hurts.
I’m glad you’re posting some again. Homer was my favorite place we went in Alaska. Looking forward to coming back someday. I think I’ll need lottery money to move there, though.
It has changed drastically in the last 5 years.