Now you see them…

Today’s post comes from Jacque.

We pulled away from the curb to leave. I turned around to wave at the grandchildren just in time to witness our 8 year-old granddaughter racing across the street behind our car, running behind it yelling, “Good-bye, I love you!” She ran for 2 blocks.

“Oh, dear,” I said to Lou, who was driving. “She is following us. It’s so hard to say good-bye to them.“

We had spent the weekend playing games with the 3 kids, primarily the card game Uno, a great game for many ages and abilities. Our 6 year old grandson, who got to nail his dad with a Pick-up 4 card, was jumping up and down and shaking with excitement. All three kids seemed to notice us in a new way that weekend. As in, “Oh, this is fun. They are not just old people!” And for our part, we found their delight and antics adorable!

Six months later, after our next visit, our Granddaughter ran after our car again, this time joined by our Grandson. It was clear that these kids wanted us around. The allure of those Uno games, to which we added Spot It was undeniable. So my husband and I made a decision to visit Arizona more. We scraped together our funds and some courage, and decided to purchase a small condo near Phoenix, in the exurban community of Fountain Hills, just east of Scottsdale.

Cloud shadows

This is a lovely town surrounded by the Superstition Mountains to the East. It is more like Northern Arizona than the Phoenix area. As our granddaughter said, “I feel like I am in a different state than Arizona.” We are here now. My blogging plan was to document the mountains with pictures from our balcony, demonstrating to you how these mountains appear to change colors, shapes, and sizes with the weather. Last week, however, they disappeared entirely during 5 days of rain. Gone. I couldn’t even find them to TAKE a picture. The El Nino weather pattern that dumped many inches of rain on drought-stricken Southern California, extended into Arizona, dumping heavy rain and sleet here, and now in the mountains. People told us rain like this had not happened since 2007!

Rain

Finally on Saturday, the clouds cleared and we could see the mountains again, covered with new snow. So here are the pictures of the fascinating and ever-changing mountain view. Meanwhile, we spent last Sunday evening with the kids and grandkids watching the Vikings beat Green Bay, playing Uno and Spot it while talking football smack. After all, their Arizona Cardinals are really good this year. This coming Saturday, two of the three kids may be over for the afternoon while their parents work.

I am no fan of hot weather, so our time in Fountain HIlls will be limited to winter. This year we will return home to Minnesota in February while some renters occupy the condo. We will come back to Arizona for a week of mountain views and Uno games in April. So in the meantime I will have to just look at the pictures of the mountains.

What do you rely on that just disappeared?

56 thoughts on “Now you see them…”

  1. my right hand man. 20 years and he decided to go south. now the consequences of trusting one guy who has proven trustworthy with the keys to the castle with no back up will be realized. im in for it.

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  2. When I was in graduate school I liked to treat myself on occasion to a nice (but affordable) bottle of Sandeman’s VIntage Port. Imagine my outrage when, with no warning, the Manitoba Liquor Commission raised the price $30 a bottle more than it had been. Given my limited means, it was lost to me forever.

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  3. There is a bunch of stuff that disappeared during or after our move to Minneapolis. We finally found some missing family pictures after spending several hours looking for them. A collection of jigsaw puzzles is nowhere to be found and I don’t know why I can’t find a big kettle I used for canning. We tried to get rid of some extra stuff we didn’t need before we moved. A number of useful things that I think we decided to keep seem to have disappeared. Where are those things?

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    1. Jim, I have a canning kettle that I haven’t used in ages. If you still haven’t found yours by next summer, talk to me and we can talk about loaning or giving it to you.

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  4. We had a weird thing last Friday; we pissed off some theater Gods or spirits or *somebody* the way things were going.
    Daughter had a cheer event at a local high school. I watched the event and then went to rehearsal at the theater.
    I open my briefcase, take out my script and notebook and my main worksheet for lighting isn’t there. I always keep it all together and it should be RIGHT THERE.
    Kelly calls; did I take daughters white cheer shoes as they’re not around. No, I didn’t.
    Meanwhile, the sound guy can’t get a backstage speaker to work. I tested that, I know it works…

    Dealing with all three of those things at the same time. I spend an hour digging through my briefcase, looking under seats, finally find the lighting paper perfectly tucked into my notebook pages.
    Kelly spends an hour searching the school, gym, talking with maintenance and concessions people TRYING TO FIND THE SHOES! Finally learns head coach picked up daughters shoes thinking they belonged to someone else.
    Spent an hour and a half trying to figure out sound before I finally looked at the back of the mixer.
    I mixed up my numbers. I thought it was 7 or 8. It was hooked up as 3 and 4. It was really 1 and 2.

    All’s well that ends well.

    Moral of the story, things don’t just disappear…

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    1. Ben: There was an expert on finding things on Michael Feldman’s show once. He said that most things we “lose” are not in some exotic place. They are usually right where you think they are, only you don’t see them. When we fail to see something, we too often go into panic and start seeking it with a random search pattern. But, again, the object is usually right where we expect it be, only some silly thing makes us unable to see it.

      As I read your post, it seems the lighting paper was an example of that (although the missing shoes were an exception). I have saved myself countless hours of panic by applying this fellow’s insight. When I lose something I usually find it where it should be, but maybe it has something over it that prevents me from seeing it.

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      1. I usually do the methodical “when was the last time I remember having it” and then try to remember what I did after that. Works quite a bit for me but frustrates Young Adult quite a bit when I’m trying to help her find something!

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      2. HVSteve, you’re absolutely right. I knew that paper had to be there… and I was trying not to get too excited and l looked through the notebook briefly. And I knew I was being distracted by the shoes and the sound stuff and I figured it had to be there.
        But also thought maybe it fell off the notebook the night before… hence I messed myself up.

        As a man, I will admit to not seeing the ketchup because it’s 2″ left of the spot it’s supposed to be in the fridge.

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  5. When I was a young married, my father send me a rubber mold to make a polar bear ice sculpture. The polar bear stood about 8″ high. I used it once to see how it worked, but wasn’t really in a place in my life where I needed a polar bear ice mold so it was consigned to the back of a cabinet. I’m not sure when it went by the wayside but I’d give anything to have it again!

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  6. BTW Jacque, how nice for you and Lou. Your are surrounded by my relatives, aunts, uncles, cousins, brother. It is my wish that you never encounter any one of them.

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    1. Hey Clyde – was The Outermost House one of your suggestions? Just finished it yesterday and it SEEMS like it might have been one yours. Or maybe Steve?

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        1. I should have said Outermost House was my recommendation. I have another one for you, Verily Sherilee. “Lolly Willowes” by Sylvia Townsend Warner. (I can’t remember the code for underline or italics on WordPress)

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        2. Aahhh… you were next on my list but it was SHORTER than most of things you recommend for me so that’s why I thought Clyde or Steve. LOL.

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  7. Back in about 1997 Kellys Aunt and Uncle bought a ‘Villa’ in the Copperwynd Area of Fountain Hills. It was really nice and we were lucky to be able to visit a few times. They loved it there.
    After both had passed away Kelly was the one to ship things up here and sell the villa. This was 2004 and the market had changed and he was almost upside down on the payments.
    We would have loved to keep it but there was no way we could afford it; not to mention the association fees.
    It was a trip there when we almost died on that 5 lane highway I mentioned a few days ago.

    Good for you two Jacque and Lou. Drive up around CopperWynd and wave for us.

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    1. My father and stepmother also had a condo in Fountain Hills in the mid1980s. I visited them once. It was still a “small town” (how big is it now?) and close to the desert hills, walking distance to the few businesses that were just starting up…or, so it appeared to me not knowing when it had been created. When the mountains return to view, wave at them for me, Jacque. Thanks.

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  8. I too am happy for you being near the grandkids so often, now. How far is your place from theirs, Jacque?

    “Of all the things I’ve lost, I miss my mind the most” – Mark Twain

    Things that have seemingly disappeared at times:
    – my balance (for ice skating – I’m pretty good on dry land)
    – my temper with certain family members lately
    – my ability to make good use of a little free time
    – my composure when trying to reason with someone
    – and a few items where I just finally throw up my hands and say “Well, it will be interesting to see there THAT shows up.”

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  9. My car keys. 😦 I was volunteering at a Habitat build today and wore my not-usual coat. The house was not heated so I kept the coat on most of the day and checked periodically to be sure the keys were still there. Later in the afternoon, I shed the coat. I had carpooled and so didn’t have not-being-able-to-start-my-car as a clue. Got home and they weren’t there. I’m surprised I didn’t see them on the floor. I will head up there tomorrow with fingers crossed. Those fancy Prius keyless things are not cheap.

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  10. I went to summer school at Harvard in 1971 (well, la dee dah – actually anyone can do that). One of my favorite haunts was The Muffin Shop (or something like that). I quickly found that the maple walnut was my favorite.
    One time, I went and thought I should branch out so I selected a different flavor. Meh.
    Of course, the next time I went, my ol’ reliable favorite had been removed from the menu. I’d missed my last chance to have it.

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  11. Trader Joe’s has a nasty habit of discontinuing things I especially like. Several years ago, they had these wonderful fruit infusion teas, raspberry and a couple other flavors, that tasted really fruity and were delicious. Of course, after I fell in love with them, they were discontinued. They’ve done that with a couple other things, but I’ve forgotten what those are now; it’s those teas that really stick in my mind. They tasted and felt so good when you were a bit under the weather, especially when it was cold outside. And now that I’ve talked about them, I would give anything to have a cup of that tea right now. Darn you, TJs!

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  12. The Curtis Hotel. When we lived in Winnipeg in the 1980’s husband and I were planning a trip to The Cities and were going to stay at the Curtis. I phoned directory assistance to get the number, and the operator told me that it wasn’t there any more. I couldn’t believe it because we had stayed there a year or so earlier. The operator got really exasperated with me when I protested that she must be mistaken and she sort of yelled at me “Ma’am, they blew it up!!”

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