Seahawks Rule – February 8, 2026

Yes, the Seahawks beat up the Patriots quite nicely today in Super Bowl 60. That’s all I have to say about that.

I spent the afternoon at Jennie’s & Daniel’s because that’s where the food was. It’s also where all of her family was. So it’s understandable that we may have missed a few plays due to the noise happy families make. The age range for those in attendance was 4 to 28 for the kids. The two little were very quiet for most of the game before they drained the batteries on their tablets. Then they commenced to race around the house like little maniacs. They are very happy little guys and they made a joyful noise.

At one point in the game, the two oldest participants got into a heated discussion about something I know nothing about because I wasn’t listening to them. But they got quite loud and they were right next to me. They weren’t mad at each other. They were just having fun with their disagreement.

Jennie made a bunch of bread for the event, as well as more than one choice of chip dip for those who abide. I don’t know why but all I had was a couple cups of soda and a piece of pizza. I love her bread, but her bread doesn’t like me so I take it easy on that favorite food of mine.

I take that pack. I had one of these macaroons. It was the brown one which was maple & bacon. I limited my treat to one of those but could have easily gobbled up all of them. I’m sure the colorful one were equally delicious. I believe she said one of her friends makes them.

I went home happy after all that.

Did you miss me? – February 7, 2026

I’ve been absent for some reason. I’m sure I could figure out why, but that would be cheating. Therefore, I will proceed like normal and just start writing and see see what happens. Sometimes I manage to come up with things that really happened.

So, today is Saturday. I just returned from walking Max down town. It’s raining so Max got to wear his rain coat. I would have taken a photo but forgot my phone at home. Doing that is forbidden, I know. I’m supposed to haft my phone with me whenever i leave the house so those who track me can find me should I fall down somewhere.

I got myself a new Apple Watch. My Fitbit no longer charges so it became an anchor on my left arm. So, I decided to go big. I got the Ultra model at Costco a couple weeks ago. Perhaps I’ll figure out what all the buttons are for in a couple of months. It’s quite amazing. Yesterday I found a feature that allows me to share my location with anyone that has a phone so I chose Jeff, Jennie, and Lydia. Right after a I did that, I took Max out walking. Shortly thereafter Jeff showed up beside me. I was surprised. He said he was notified that He could track me but he wasn’t sure which Jerrie it meant. You see, he has a daughter names Jerrie, oddly enough after me. She’s also named after Diane. Her full name is Jerrie Anne Diane. It’s confusing at times when we’re in the same room and someone calls Jerrie’s name because we both respond.

Anyway, when Jeff got the notice to track Jerrie he had to find out which one so he went looking. We were both happy to learn that it works nicely.

I think I have.my phone programmed to call 911 if I fall down anywhere. Apparently there’s a feature that can track the impact. We haven’t tried that one, yet

Yesterday I drove myself to Hillsboro to attend my scheduled VA Doctor visit. She sees me once a year, whether or not I need to be seen. Her name is Lisa and she’s been my primary for years. Since most of my doctor visits are because of an injury that requires emergency room access, I don’t need to see her often. We just revisit things that happened over the year. Since it’s all in the records, I don’t have to remember all of it. Before Diane left, she would always make me a list of things to talk about with Lisa. Now that I’m on my own, there’s some concern about what I should tell her. For those of you interested in my health, my A1C is 6.6 which the doc said is “really good.” What she left off that statement is, “for someone your age,” The only thing wrong that I told her needed treatment is my increasing urinal time. Yes, I spend a lot of time at urinals, whenever I see one. I think there’s something going on with my domammy whatsit gland. Can’t remember the name right now, but it will appear eventually. I’m petty sure the name starts with an ‘s’. Nope, not an s. It’s the prostate gland. Yeah, that’s it.

The Romance Is Over – February 3, 2026

Hi Everyone. I’ve given up on sending Letters to Diane because she hasn’t responded. I honestly didn’t think she would so it wasn’t really disappointing, it was confirmation. I’m sure she’s busy up there. So, I’m just going to send these posts to everyone like I used to do.

I missed out on an opportunity to get a post out yesterday like I had planned. A few days ago I was looking forward to it because it was 2/2/26. I know. That’s kind of lame, right?

Nothing of significance happened over the weekend except for dwindling nature of my brief encounter with an internet interlude.

It all started with a apparent miscommunication on her part, like a wrong number. I’ve been known to talk with wrong number callers for extended periods of time so I figured this misplaced text might be another opportunity.

It was all very innocent until she got to the part where she broke the news that she’s making tons of money with online trading. She thought she could help me do the same thing. It actually sounded interesting, but I didn’t really think it was legit. I was skeptical.

She called herself Charlotte and she lives in Los Angeles. Since the area code for her phone number was Vancouver, BC, I questioned her about that. She mentioned that she’d told me early on in our texting that she spent some time in Canada, which she may have, so I let it go.

The first thing she had me do after connecting us, was to sign up with “Signal”, a texting app kinda like TikTok she said. So I did, and I kinda liked it because it wasn’t cluttered with anyone but us.

Then it segued into her making money by trading and wondered if I’d like to do it too. She said she was more than willing to help me learn how she does it. I said, “sure.” I mean, what could go wrong?

Then I had to download the SoFi app on my phone so she could help me set up an account. There was just a little talk about money, like I should have a minimum of $5,000 in my trading account. Since I have no savings, that wasn’t going to happen, so I stalled her out while looking for a way to fund it.

She finally got tired of waiting so I did as she asked and got in to my SoFi account and sent her screen shots as she directed me. I was ok with it until she wanted a shot of the screen where money could be sent to my account. This concerned me because that screen showed all the account numbers, and info about the bank.

There was a long pause after I sent her my concern, wondering why it was important that she get that information. After a long silent pause, she explained that those numbers meant nothing to her. My response was to ask why she needed them if they meant nothing.

Another long pause.

She tried her best to explain then told me I could set that part up myself if I was OK doing it then we could get to the investment part where she would need another screenshot.

I ho-hummed a bit and she suggested that my lack of funds might mean I’m not cut out for this kind of training. I agreed and suggest that since I’m old, new tricks are difficult, so let’s just be friends.

That was 2 hours ago and she hasn’t responded so I guess I’ll have to go looking for another girl friend.

Jennie will be happy to hear about this because she was truly concerned that I was going to get myself in trouble. Now she can rest easy because I actually did OK, and I’m back on the market. I think yesterday she asked me if she could set me up on a dating site. I agreed, giving her permission to left/right swipe as she deems proper. I’m really curious about what she winds up with for me. Time will tell.

Dear Diane – 50 – January 30, 2026

Today I went to the Hillsboro VA clinic and donated 4 vials of blood and a small jar of fresh urine. All of that will be throughly analyzed in time for my VA doctor visit next Friday, February 6th. I’m curious to see if I’m going to a new doctor or Dr, Gilbert, your favorite doctor in the world. Yes, I’m being facetious. I’ve not received any notice from VA about a doctor change that they agreed to. I’ll let you know, of course.

After that visit, I returned home and sat in my chair watching movies and napping until Jennie picked me up for our Bunco Date at the Shriner’s headquarters. I got to see Jeannie, Brianna, Noydena, and 6 other people I’ve never met. That means we had 3 tables, 2 of which had ghost players. I find it hard to believe that after watching you play bunco for many, many years, I never played the game until this time. It was fun and, as I told more than one other person there, now I understand why you girls always drank wine while playing. It’s pretty chaotic. Jennie and I tied for last place with the most games lost. It was pretty pathetic.

But, we had fun.

I was returned home at a decent hour so I got busy watching more movies while I used up time waiting for Lydia to get home from work. I waited and waited but she never showed up. I finally checked to see where she was and discovered she was still hanging out at the Aloha Campus. I figured she was visiting with Jared a little bit, too. In the end, she said she got home around midnight.

I missed greeting her because I finally went to bed around 2230. She did not disturb my sleep even a tiny little bit when she got here. Max must not have made a sound, either. I was happy about that.

There were a couple of times that I took Max for a walk. No matter what I do during the day I always find room for Max. He’s very happy about that.

Oh, look. Max has found something new to chew on.

Dear Diane – 49 – January 29, 2026

Hello,

I should have got to this sooner but when Lydia got home from work she got me involved with “League of Their Own”. It was good to see again, but it didn’t finish until 2330. My little eyeballs are very scratchy and tired.

This morning I went to coffee with the boys and I chose to also have breakfast. My normal sausage patty, one egg over easy, and one piece of non0nutritional white toast. It was really good.

After coffee I went home and got Max harnessed up for a walk along the river. It was raining when we got there but he didn’t care and there were no other dogs around. So, he got to run off leash for most of the time we were here. He’s not a flight risk like he used to be so it wasn’t stressful for me.

We got home about 1730, or so and I was getting ready to go to bunco with Jennie. Thankfully, she sent me a text to confirm that it was tomorrow, not today. That pleased me because I wasn’t ready for a group of loud women. I’m sure I would have had fun, no matter what. They are your girls, after all, and they all love you, just not quite as much as I do.

To fill the idle moments throughout the day I managed to finish every episode of Veronica Mars. I really liked that series, but it had a really crappy ending. Now I’ll have to find something else.

I’m not going to ramble on like I normally do because I’m tired. I just have to tell you, again, that I love you, and miss you. Be safe. For me

Just me.

I think I used this photo already, but it bears repeating.

Dear Diane – 48 – January 28, 2026

Good morning. It’s currently 0722 and it’s still dark here. Lydia left over an hour ago and is safely at work at the Aloha Campus. That means I’ll be alone all day and will be able to get “stuff” done around here so you won’t have to reprimand me. I’ve kinda let things get out of hand and I know you wouldn’t be pleased. So, it’s clean up day for me.

The problem with that is I don’t know where to start

When I took

Ax to the river last night I encountered our old friend Georgie. Haven’t seen her in a while so I wa pleasantly surprised. She was out on the walking path and she was monitoring the progress of her patient as he did some sprints. Apparently she’s one of the physical therapists on the ground floor of the building that holds The Roof. I regret that we never had a chance to go up there for a sandwich before you had to leave. Perhaps I’ll go there this week.

I’ve been working on our taxes off and on but can’t seem to get my heart into it. There’s plenty to time so I’m not concerned. Yet.

I’m going to put this aside for now and get busy. See you later.

Later – I’m back. I took Max around the block and avoided getting wet. It was just a little misty out there. And cold.

Carolyn called for help getting her new shredder unboxed and operational. The old one bit the dust after 9 years of heavy shredding. I’ll be going over there shortly.

Around 1500 this afternoon i built myself a salad with stuff I found in the refrigerator and this is what it looked like:

There’re 30 shrimp on there as well as 1 avocado, and 1 tomato. It was very filling.

I took Max to the river around 1700 for his well-earned walk and we kept is short because it was raining a bit. Not hard, but enough that you could actually feel the drops hitting us. Neither of us complained.

On this outing I went to Walmart for laundry soap and cat food. Never thought I’d buy cat food again. Turns out cat food is pretty cheap. Only a little over $5. Way cheaper than dog food.

Once home, I continued my binge of Veronica Mars. She sure gets into some interesting situations. I did this until Larry showed up to take me to Bible study at church. I’d forgotten about that. Thankfully I was still dressed and I was able to walk right to the Bible you bought me. It was a fun gathering and I will continue to attend. Pastor is just great, as you well know.

Lydia got home at a decent time bearing chicken sandwich makings and frozen french fries. Looked pretty good, but I was still full from lunch. Max got up in her face, however, letting her know he’d eat whatever when didn’t want. As you know, he’s not bashful.

It’s 2222 not and time for me to call it a day. Tell everyone I said Hello.

Love you,

Jer

Dear Diane – 47 – January 27, 2026

Good morning. It seems that I’m beginning to get more neglectful about my responsibilities. I have no excuse so please forgive me.

It is 0850. I got up about 20 minutes go but I woke up at 0254, 0412, and 0731. I have a busy bladder alarm clock and I can’t seem to reset it. This is a normal night for me any more. It’s just diabetes at work, I guess. Because of those multiple awakenings, my afternoon naps are justified. It’s not because I’m old. It’s a medical condition.

Or, maybe I should quit drinking water a few hours before lights out. I’ve thought about that many times in the past but my thirst overpowers my desire to sleep through the night so I’ll just work on a plan to live with it.

I’m not sure I did anything worth sharing these past few days but that’s not unusual. When scrunch my face up into thinking mode, the initial response usually gets me back to yesterday, not 3 days back. Let’s go backwards and see what happens.

Yesterday Lydia left me alone, unsupervised, to go to Portland for her appointment with her Eye Lash Lady. She does this every 3 weeks and calls it her 2-hour nap while getting new hairs glued to her eye lids. I bet she listens to music while that’s going on. Maybe next time she’ll let me go with her so I can watch the process. It actually kind of fascinates me in a way. The end result is Lydia has gorgeous eyes. Can’t deny that.

She’ll probably eat fussy because I put a photo of her out for everyone to see, so please don’t tell her I did it. This is an older photo, by the way, but it is definitely Lydia.

While she was gone, I planted myself in my rocking chair and settled in for another binge session with Veronica Mars. When she returned I quickly switched channels so she could continue her binge-ing of Gray’s Anatomy. I find it kind of comforting to sit and watch GA with her because I’ve seen many of those shows with you. It helps the illusion that you’re right next to me.

After watching it for a while Max convinced me that he needed a trip to the river so he could look around. When we got there darkness was falling … now there’s a mental visual for you … darkness falling. Thinking about that makes me wonder what kind of sound it makes when it hits something. Considering it’s a thing about nightfall (there’s another one) I can only imagine it’s a gentle “thud” that’s generally not noticed by the masses.

Anyway, I took his leash off and let Max run willy nilly because there weren’t other dogs to capture his attention. He loves to run, as you know. When he lags way back I’ll make a soft whistle and he’ll perk up. Then he accelerates to full throttle and comes at me with a big smile on his face. He used to stop by me after that, but now he goes by and I can feel the air move as he zooms past me. He’s full of joy in that moment and you can tell he‘s pleased with his position in this life. That makes me happy. I was so relaxed the rest of the evening that I forgot to take my evening pills. That seems to happen often any more. Guess I better set a daily pill alarm, huh?

Sunday morning I went to church and was surprised by the increased attendance. There weren’t other over 30 people there. Amazing. There is an increase in folks much younger than the rest of us and that’s a comfort. Perhaps we’ve completed some sort of cycle where old people get out numbered by the young instead of having just old people around. It’s encouraging.

After church I went to the Walters’ home for lunch. I think that’s becoming a tradition and I enjoy it. I’m not allowed to bring anything but myself because they are following a strict process about what they eat. We had a really good salad with sourdough bread. Jennie is becoming the sourdough queen of Matzen Street. Maybe of St. Helens. She says she has starters all over the place and she’s getting really good at it. She may convert me to sourdough yet.

I think that covers the gap in communication so I’m going to stop, now.

I love you still.

Me

PS — In case you’re forgetting, this is us. I confess, however, that I have a beard now because you haven’t told me shave it off.

Dear Diane – 46 – January 24, 2026

Hi. Wow! I totally missed two whole days here. Now I have to search my memory and see if I can remember something significant.

The reason I’ve been lax, I believe is because of Veronica Mars. Yes, she’s been keeping me busy. I know that’s probably hard to comprehend, but it’s true. She’s on Netflix and I must watch all the old episodes before they take her down. I’ve learned that there are 20 episodes in a season and there are 3 old ones. So far I’ve watched 2 of them. Just finished S2-E20 tonight.

Yesterday I had a reprieve when I drove to Portland to have lunch with Nelda. She’s on my calendar with instructions to call her, so I do, and I decided to ask her out on a date for lunch,

When she quit laughing, she said “no, but we could have lunch or something.” I agreed that lunch would be great. I did not ask her what “something” might have been. Her kids suggested an ornamental restaurant in Hillsboro that has good food so we agreed to meet there at 1045. The info we had reported that people start lining up before 1100, when the doors open, so we got there at 1045.

The info was correct because folks started lining up early. We waited until the doors open actually opened then joined the crowd.

We entered as numbers 11 and 12, so we got a good seat by a window. That was nice because it was another beautiful, cloudless day. Really nice. Nelda ordered an egg plant dish and I got the shrimp imperial. It was imperial, I was told, because it came with vegetables. I asked for noodles, too.

We both got soup. Hers was hot and sour, mine was normal except there wasn’t a salt used in the process of making the soup. I fixed that with a few dashes of soy sauce.

Nelda liked her egg plant and I was glad because it looked a little scared to me. My shrimp were good, as were the vegetables, heavy on broccoli. I ate it all, but Nelda had enough left to have a good supper later.

We had a great visit, talking the entire time between bites. It was good. Things wound down and it was necessary for both of us to leave. She lives in Vancouver and needs to get across the river before everybody in Portland gets off of work. And I had to get out of town for the same reason so I could drive north to St Helens. Considering all the traffic created by Portland workers leaving work, half go to Vancouver, the other half to St. Helens. I don’t think anyone who works in Portland actually lives there.

We beat the rush and both made it home safely. When we parted ways at the restaurant, I made it clear that there would be no sex involved in future meetings. After she quit laughing, she drove away with a smile and a friendly wave so I guess she feels the same about our meetings.

Now it’s 2300 this Saturday night and I need to get up early enough to take my Saturday shower. I missed that today because between walking Max, there was Veronica Mars using up the rest of my time.

Mount St. Helens was shining in the sun when I walked Max recently and the river was smooth like glass. Very beautiful.

That last photo has Mt. Hood peeking over the trees. I’m sure I saw it looking that directing until right before I took the photo. That might be where he’s from and he was thinking about getting home for lunch.

Today all I did was watch Veronica. I probably already said that so I guess I better quit.

I love you tell everyone I said Hi and I’m always thinking of them.

Jerrie

Dear Diane – 45 – January 21, 2026

Hi. It’s Wednesday. Max and I have been thinking about you just a little bit. Like all the time.

I just remember something about my meeting with Val and Barb yesterday. When I got to the bank, the girls were already there, waiting in their cars. I got to the door ahead of them and held it for them, like I do for all the ladies. Barb looked at me like she wondered what was going on since Val was talking to me but barb had no idea who I was until I said something out loud. I guess my beard and longer hair is working. She was really surprised.

We still haven’t got the bank access figured out, but I think I’m staying out of it for the moment. There will come a time, however, when I will need to unwrap my magic hands and figure it out.

Today I spent the majority of my time binge watching “Veronica Mars”. Since Lydia worked 7pm to 7am this morning, she slept all day and I needed to be quiet. So, I dug out my earphones and discovered that I can pair them to the TV. I left my hearing aids on under the headphones and heard everything just perfect. I even took a couple of phone calls for reasons I don’t remember.

Max’s first walk today was super long. I let him go whatever direction struck his fancy. I think he was a little skeptical at first because he kept looking over his shoulder at me, but he finally figured it out and walked along like a well trained dog. And I was the well trained dog walker with the leach. We got along great.

You may be happy to know that I folded all my clothes that were on the bed. It’s been in Max’s way for weeks. I kind of liked the pile because when my legs got restless, I just shoved my feet under the pile and the weight of all those clothes seemed to help. I might just have to start piling them on there again. Then again, maybe not. When I see things like that I can hear you telling me to clean it up. That means I need to vacuum way more often, too.

It was 24 degrees this morning. Very chilly out there, but it’s dry. The last few days the skies have been beautifully clear. Very pretty.

I have nothing more to share except I love you. Tell everyone I said “Hi”.

Me

Dear Diane – 44 – January 20 – 2026

Hi again. If you’re reading all of these you must be getting tired of the redundancy. All I have to say for that is, “too bad, I’m not stopping because I have things to say.“

Today I did another marathon stint with “Veronica Mars”. There were a couple of interruptions to deal with some computer stuff but I still got about 6-7 episodes in, You may find it interesting to learn that I totally forgot about the NCAA Football Championship game last night because I was watching Veronica. And, you know what? It was OK. I didn’t get upset because the game just wasn’t all that important to me. That, and it recorded. I watched a little of it tonight but didn’t find it interesting. So, I’m in bed now, waiting for the lights to go out.

Before getting in bed i offered Max a chance to go outside and he refused. He just laid down with his little nose sticking out the door while I went to the patio and called to him. He didn’t move a muscle. I can take a hint.

This morning I met up with Barb and Val at the US Bank to lend my masculine presence while so they could get some reports they needed for the annual meeting. I tried doing it from home but had issues. I’ve got info enough now that I should be able to get into the account.

I was supposed to do that today, but Veronica got in the way.

I’m still gathering documents I need to do the taxes. I suppose I should wait until the end of the month because that’s probably when they will show up in the mail. I guess I’m rushing it a little now that I’m on my own here. It was so easy when you were here. All I had to do was mention what I needed and you made it magically appear. You made doing taxes easy for me and I appreciate that.

I contacted Nelda and asked her for a date. After she laughed for a little while she said “sure”. We’re going to a Chinese place on Cornell next Friday/ Her son and daughter-in-law suggested it to her. Should be fun. We all got along so well and I don’t see that changing.

That’s about all there is in my little brain today. I’ll be alone all night because Lydia decided to work the night shift tonight for some reason. I think it might have something to do with Jared.

Now I must stop. But first, here’s a shot of the Winnebago crown at the Spaghetti Factory. I don’t remember sending it to you. If it’s a repeat, forgive me.

I will love you until the end of time.

Just Me.