Friday, June 26, 2009
BUT we have hope! This morning it was hotter in the living room than the deck. We opened the bedroom window and the wind on that side was even stronger and the draperies knocked a water glass over. We tied them up and let the wind blow for a half hour before the temperature began to climb. It will take about four days to know if the real change has come and we can get out of the "oven" and enjoy just hot summer days. Maybe the change is here. MAYBE!!!
Monday, June 22, 2009
Details were worked out and contract printed and sent from Bangalore. The owner said he wanted one more day to read the contract. THEN THE PHONE CALL. He was very sorry but his cousin brother was coming from Africa for an operation and he must give the apartment to him. Then we found a brand new apartment. Beautiful marble floor and fine wood work. It was owned by several family members so it took several days of meetings and lots of back and forth. FINALLY THE PHONE CALL. We were not Hindu enough.
Now we found this apartment but we must meet the landlord. We arrive in the evening and there is another prospective renter there. They are talking in Tamil. We are hoping. Yes! the other man left and the apartment was ours.
A report had come back to Bangalore to our president that our apartment in Chennai was not good and needed to be replaced. The report was right plus more. Also the apartment was on the ground floor and had hundreds of bugs. After we moved out I cleaned all day to get it ready to turn over to the landlord. This will give an idea why we didn't want to unpack our suitcases. One item, however was brought out right away. Several of my daughters bought me this amazing handbag. It was designed by a woman who was frustrated one day as she dug through her purse looking for a particular item. she was inspired by the plastic basket in her dishwasher that holds silverware and knives. This purse is full of zippers, spaces and cubbies of all shapes and sizes. I can immediately find a pen, lipstick or Gospel pamphlet with the tips of my fingers. Digging is a thing of the past!
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Last night there was lots of lightening for an hour and a driving rain for a bit. So the question is will it be enough moisture to start the mosquitoes again.
If the mosquitoes come at least the bees left this morning. A man was to come a week ago and never showed up. Yesterday the watchman brought a second man. He is a driver for one of the families in our building. They were to come at four this morning and showed up at six so some of the bees were stirring.
This is how it happened. The night watchman came and so did the day watchman. They both stood with the door cracked and kept giving advice to the driver who was on the balcony doing all the work. This is what the driver did and how he was dressed. He first wadded up a big piece of burlap then set it on fire. Next he dressed himself with a motorcycle helmet with a full face mask. Then he wrapped himself in a tarp. After smoking the bees away he cut the honey comb down and put it on a very large platter, covered it and took it away. Through all of this he was barefoot. Oh, the simple life! We often turn toward too much technology.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
In India when someone is sick the whole family will go for support, that would mean extended family too - all the aunties and uncles. This practice makes huge crowds every where.
EpiPin Two Pak. The problem persisted after our arrival in India and I finally had to find a good doctor. This one worked out of the Apollo Hospital. The visit had an auspicious beginning.
Friday, June 12, 2009
That upper window has since been lined with filled water bottles and that works great for keeping that area clear. We tried the same technique on a flower pot ledge out there and the pigeons joined forces and knocked the bottles off. Not knowing the seasons here we kept up the battle. We finally realized that it was Spring. When it is always hot how do you tell? Well intense nesting instinct or not we finally won and the pigeons left the porch.
Did I say won? One day later they were back. How did they know it was us and our apartment. They flew over or maybe around to the other side of the building. We were working in the office and heard a noise that we did not recognize. We looked in the living room and pigeons were hopping around. Two more came to the window and we were thinking shades of Alfred Hitchcock. It took a little doing but we finally "talked" them out of nesting in our house. So now for every nesting season (there have been three) we put a net up on the laundry porch and as soon as we scrub it clean again will do the same for the old pigeon porch off the bedroom.
It was the size of a large watermelon. We were impressed and just shut the door. Three days later we went to take a picture and the hive was now the size of three big watermelons. You can see a honey comb and I hate to disturb their industry, but we have heard killer bees talked about so we are taking steps. The one thing you must not do is get under it. If a little piece should fall on you they will all come down straight for you.
So birds we will battle but, bees we let be.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
The picture and article above came out after a child died from punishment from a teacher. Always lots of talk after it is too late and most often just talk and not much action.
Okay, so you have a family and they have enough money for modern clothes and to send you off to college where you can be happy with your friends. Is everything good? We could wish but the pressure to do well in school is so tremendous that if grades are posted and yours are low it may be too much for you. You decide to give up on life in the most devastating way.
Yesterday there WAS a very happy moment. Seven babies ages a year and a half down to a few months were recovered from a kidnapping ring.
Over and over again there are beautiful stories. A young fourteen year old boy was baptized and his mother gave permission but she wanted to wait and be baptised with her husband (who has lots of problems with addiction). She watched her son and saw him praying and having lots of changes in his life and she wanted that too. She went ahead on her own to be baptized. The mother and son travel two and a half hours each way using two buses to come to Church. She gets up at four in the morning to cook for her husband before she leaves Sunday morning.
In May we had ten baptisms in our branch.
Monday, June 8, 2009
We had a good beginning - an eternal marriage in the Los Angeles Temple and a happy reception surrounded by family, fraternity brothers and friends of all ages from Orange and Los Angeles Counties. We parked the red 1957 Chevy right by the door and it was so obvious that it didn't get painted and decorated before we made our get away. The next morning we took a train to Chicago and another train to New York where we stayed at the Plaza. We toured around the city and came back and into the Plaza's lobby to find it dark. The whole city was down. We were handed a candle and took the elevator that worked on a generator and got up to our room. We dressed for the evening and started walking down the street. No taxis in sight. It turned out that only three fourths of the city was blacked out. Down the street we saw that the Winter Garden Theatre had lights on the marque. We crossed the street and saw Tammy Grimes in the "Unsinkable Molly Brown." In the morning we decided just to head for our ship early in case there were still taxis problems. The ship left several hours early to beat a dock strike that was imminent but we were safely tucked in our little cabin on the way to Naples, Italy. Yes, a good beginning.