Thursday, January 2, 2025

Boud and the trouble I get into

Here's a screenshot of the Boud story, from way back, 2010, so very few readers will have read it, since I've had quite a turnover of readership over the years.

Amazing what people believe that ain't so.  I notice in the opening, the reference to my age, then 71! I'd have been astonished to know I was still going to be here, well and walking and causing trouble and  buying green bananas, fifteen years later. 

That was written at the hardest period of the care giving, after HP became virtually quadriplegic,  when my doctors were warning me darkly that the caregiver is often the first to go, from stress and exhaustion.  This caregiver seems to have survived and thrived.

I know Handsome Partner was still able to eat well, at the time of this writing,  because the picture shows grapes and oranges, for him. He loved grapes, little bunch with cheddar cheese and crackers mid afternoon with his meds. That morphed into the solo  afternoon tea  I still do.

I used to supreme the oranges for him, which he very much appreciated, easy for him, with limited use of his hands, to eat and enjoy. Nice memories there. I don't get any practice in supreming nowadays, since I can't tolerate oranges.  A skill in abeyance.

A skill that's continuing is the ruggy thing 




Happy day everyone, let's be there for each other. 






28 comments:

  1. You know, I was just wondering the other day if "Boud" was short for "Boudicca." And now I know about the intervening cat!

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    1. She certainly intervened. Six pounds at her heaviest, boss of her fifteen pound sister, she was a cat to be reckoned with.

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  2. The blogroll does tick over, doesn't it? I barely remember some of the previous tickees. I confess to never hearing of supreming before. Still learning at 77.

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    1. Some of my blogistas died since I started. Some defected to other platforms which shall remain nameless, being the property of an oligarch who tried to destabilize our government. Others, who knows, maybe tired of blogging.
      But, just as we mourn vanished natural species, new ones also emerge, and in the last couple of years, lovely new blogistas have appeared, bringing a wave of new energy.

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  3. I thought I'd cull my blog list once and then couldn't. So many who are gone are no longer alive, and I don't want to forget them.

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    1. Exactly. And my phone contacts list. I can't remove them.

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  4. That is certainly true about bloggers turning over and others dying or choosing other platforms which do not require much thought from the user or the level of communication one can find on a blog post. It is hard sometimes to keep writing but I've met people I would not have and it is worth the effort for that alone.

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    1. Yes. I find blogging much more satisfying, writing and reading, than other shorter forms. I'm active on Spoutible but there friendships tend to form in their audio pods because there's time to talk and listen, rather than in the written areas, limited in space.

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  5. Facebook caused a huge cull amongst blogistas as it was more immediate but I prefer the joy of the thought about, written word. I still read blogs from 25 years ago when I started but so many have disappeared. I am glad you are still kicking up a storm!

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    1. I love writing my blog posts. I was a writer for actual money way back, writing all kinds of short stuff and making a nice income source back when there were a lot of print publications to submit to.

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  6. Yours is not the first story of wrong path in genealogy.
    My friend has had the same issue.
    People really need to learn that just because it’s on the internet. Doesn’t mean it’s true lol
    Your crochet is coming along

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    1. I'm very dubious about a lot of amateur genealogy, especially the kind that claims to go back many centuries, to kings and queens!

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  7. It is interesting to know what you were doing back then, and caring for your partner. Luxury would be to back read every bloggers writing but that's impossible, so snippets of the past are welcome. I am guessing if I send a postcard to Miss/Mrs/Ms Boud in NJ, it won't reach you.

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    1. It might reach someone of that name, but it wouldn't be me!

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  8. I love the story of Boudicca the Cat. Not so much the thick-headed genealogist. Talk about a still life!

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    1. Boud was a force to be reckoned with! I often wonder about how many people really get the point of the still life convention. It's very dark.

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  9. I had never heard of 'supreming' either. Live and learn, or try to, anyway. I still think about lost bloggees - some died, some simply stopped.

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    1. Yes, sometimes it's a mystery. I'm so nosy, I like to know.

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  10. I didn't know that story so I'm delighted you shared it here! I, for one, am glad you stuck to it and continue to blog. I find it a wonderful way to learn about people I may otherwise never meet and I love that.

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    1. You're one of the lovely new blogistas who bring new energy into this humble corner, thank you.

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  11. Hah, we've always preferred green bananas. Fun to read about the discussion that went on over your screen name. Some people just refuse to understand. I had one blog reader who, when she read my post about suffering from piles, took me literally and quite seriously suggested I should invest in some PreparationH. I explained that I meant piles in an entirely different context and she still insisted that I really should get some Prep H. She missed the point entirely.

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    1. Those literal minded people! The kind who correct your jokes and explain its not swell foop etc!

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  12. I once had a woman insist that I was her cousin. I used to get a lot of people telling me I looked like someone they knew. But this lady absolutely refused to believe we were not related.
    In another weird cat-related story, I used to have a Manx cat named Bob. He was a very fine cat. But one day, a woman stopped her car on my street and insisted that. Bob was her cat that had disappeared a long time ago. "But what did you do to his tail?" she wailed.
    That was weird.

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  13. I found your blog 3 years ago, I think in February. I'm so happy I did. I left blogging somewhere around 2012. Almost everyone I knew moved on to FB. I tried to hang on but finally gave up. I'm happy I came back. I also have not heard of supreming. I seem to learn something from you almost daily.

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    1. Yes, you're one of my lovely New Wave. I made an effort during lockdown to enlarge my blog reach and reading and it paid off great.
      Funny that supreming isn't well known. I think I first learned it from Yan Can Cook, TV chef.

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  14. How strange that she wouldn't believe you!
    I didn't know that about the concept of still life. Fascinating.

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    1. Some people just can't abandon their first idea. She was quite irate with me.
      I think a lot of people think still life is just a pleasing arrangement of objects. Well it is, but that's only the surface.

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