Good evening people; I suppose saying that is a safe way to go?
Generalities are more PC, Politically Correct. But we all know that you are especially fond of the one time I called you all geniuses, right?
It appears that my stomach is not functioning at the proper capacity for what it was created for, did you understand what I am trying to cautiously with dignity, trying to relate to you, I hope that it was as clear as mud, and that is why I am saying that I am under the weather; euphuisms; got it?
Any-who, I may be cutting this writing short tonight due to my tummy ache with fluids that are released on demand, its own demand that is.
Today we accomplished some errands and I paid some bills all and all the day was as bland as it can get, I guess. And, oh yes I forgot no pool for me this morning, no, not because of my disgusting bowel situation, that arrived this late afternoon, no the reason was… now get this we had a ‘Cold Front’, come through overnight and it was in the 76 degree range this morning…chilly!
Stop laughing all you NORTHERNERS!!!!
I do know that in some areas of these United States, some places are having snow already, wow!
I thought before I close this brilliant drivel tonight I would add some more power to your already, I am sure, arsenal of dealing with the Flu Season, and in particular H1N1, here is the hot link to our CDC, I personally think the best on the subject! http://www.cdc.gov/h1n1flu/sick.htm
With that brief statement of awareness of our boring but sustaining lives I will bid you all a good night and to take care, be safe, WASH THOSE HANDS, COVER THOSE COUGHS AND SNEEZES with a tissue that you dispose of or use your sleeve to.
And count those blessings and I will look for mine later, OK?
Speaking My Mind is about: Tobi, who is a middle aged, no, oh all right a slightly over the hill woman with all the imperfections that go with that, and this concerns her daily life's perceptions and experiences.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Being asked my opinion is dangerous but people still do it!
The reason I say it is dangerous asking my opinion on anything is because when I give my opinion it’s with reckless abandonment; verbally throwing caution to the wind! And to top it all off I am long winded!
But no one has felt the need lately to stop the practice.
The subject that I am referring to in this particular case is the vaccine for H1N1 and all the controversy that goes along with anything of this sort. Below is what I wrote in an email to my across the canal neighbor that is at their other home in Canada. They will be arriving back here in early November:
“Well, the medical doctors on TV consensus here is that children and pregnant women should get the vaccine, as well as chronically ill people, probably the same in Canada. It seems that healthy people in their mid to late sixties are not at that high a risk for this strain, unless they have a chronic disease. I qualify, but Hubby’s back injury does not, but since he smokes he might. I have only been getting a flu shot (regular one) for the last two years, but fortunately I did get a pneumonia shot while hospitalized, any past or present smoker should ( that's what killed my Dad while in the hospital recuperating from his stroke, pneumonia! He had been a smoker too!), but Hubby is still thinking about it, darn him! I think you two would have to make that decision for yourselves. Although, with your Hubby’s Emphysema and Colitis, maybe he should get it, but you know best for yourselves! But our H1N1 vaccine we were just notified on the news will be ready around October 19th. Our yearly flu shots are ready for us now all over!
I don't know if I was any help... but good luck on whatever you decide.”
I think that was not too opinionated?
Although, my circle of ‘friends’ has grown considerably smaller than when I was out in the world. I suppose as we get older picking and choosing who we wish to spend our relaxing retiring time is our own business and being selective is a good thing. We all need people with similar interests to fit the bill.
You may have remembered that this past weekend we did go out for a whole hour and a half to our convention center’s Home and Garden Show. While there the local garden club was displaying their plants and being a gardener myself I did stop and chat with the women. They tried to encourage Hubby and me to join them, men are also included in their group; they meet once a month not far from our home. That was nice to hear since I was in my scooter and did say Hubby does more gardening than I these days, but I do miss it something awful. We discussed plants and xeriscaping( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xeriscaping) which means that plants once established need little or no water and minimal care; personally I have been doing this for years. It is great and truly is a significant way to be green with water conservation. I mentioned our also composting and that we have rain barrels and veggie garden too, perhaps that is why they wanted us to join?
They were very flattering, and gave us their literature which I did not file in the round file, yet.
Unfortunately, since I no longer drive for over a year I have given up quite a few of my interests, although Hubby has offered to take me here and there, but I feel so dependent when I was always the opposite! I am still adjusting.
If Hubby would be willing to join too, I would go, I suppose; it is only once a month after all.
On that thoughtful note I will wish you all a good night and take care, be safe, and count those blessings and I will look seriously for mine!
But no one has felt the need lately to stop the practice.
The subject that I am referring to in this particular case is the vaccine for H1N1 and all the controversy that goes along with anything of this sort. Below is what I wrote in an email to my across the canal neighbor that is at their other home in Canada. They will be arriving back here in early November:
“Well, the medical doctors on TV consensus here is that children and pregnant women should get the vaccine, as well as chronically ill people, probably the same in Canada. It seems that healthy people in their mid to late sixties are not at that high a risk for this strain, unless they have a chronic disease. I qualify, but Hubby’s back injury does not, but since he smokes he might. I have only been getting a flu shot (regular one) for the last two years, but fortunately I did get a pneumonia shot while hospitalized, any past or present smoker should ( that's what killed my Dad while in the hospital recuperating from his stroke, pneumonia! He had been a smoker too!), but Hubby is still thinking about it, darn him! I think you two would have to make that decision for yourselves. Although, with your Hubby’s Emphysema and Colitis, maybe he should get it, but you know best for yourselves! But our H1N1 vaccine we were just notified on the news will be ready around October 19th. Our yearly flu shots are ready for us now all over!
I don't know if I was any help... but good luck on whatever you decide.”
I think that was not too opinionated?
Although, my circle of ‘friends’ has grown considerably smaller than when I was out in the world. I suppose as we get older picking and choosing who we wish to spend our relaxing retiring time is our own business and being selective is a good thing. We all need people with similar interests to fit the bill.
You may have remembered that this past weekend we did go out for a whole hour and a half to our convention center’s Home and Garden Show. While there the local garden club was displaying their plants and being a gardener myself I did stop and chat with the women. They tried to encourage Hubby and me to join them, men are also included in their group; they meet once a month not far from our home. That was nice to hear since I was in my scooter and did say Hubby does more gardening than I these days, but I do miss it something awful. We discussed plants and xeriscaping( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xeriscaping) which means that plants once established need little or no water and minimal care; personally I have been doing this for years. It is great and truly is a significant way to be green with water conservation. I mentioned our also composting and that we have rain barrels and veggie garden too, perhaps that is why they wanted us to join?
They were very flattering, and gave us their literature which I did not file in the round file, yet.
Unfortunately, since I no longer drive for over a year I have given up quite a few of my interests, although Hubby has offered to take me here and there, but I feel so dependent when I was always the opposite! I am still adjusting.
If Hubby would be willing to join too, I would go, I suppose; it is only once a month after all.
On that thoughtful note I will wish you all a good night and take care, be safe, and count those blessings and I will look seriously for mine!
Monday, September 28, 2009
Days come and go, but where?
Did you ever think when something’s leave us, such as a day; where do they really go?
That concept of them, the things, going somewhere opens up a whole Pandora’s Box of possibilities. I believe that we all should have an open mind, one geared for imagination…
I personally think that our days that have passed on go into another dimension, perhaps one that is a parallel to our current day, but most likely not.
Maybe our days travel through the time continuum and find their own way on to continue whatever was started when they were your own personal days?
Or they might even have an enormous file some where that they are just thrown in and stacked up, and then eventually after a few years time …dare I say it…shredded to smithereens! Oh no! But what else is one to do with that much clutter?
I suppose that wouldn’t bother me to know that too much since each of our memories of each and every day is somewhere in each of our individual subconscious’s. And as long as we don’t crash our brain computers we still got it all some where, right? And if our brain computer should crash I really don’t think we would care, since we wouldn’t be able to think either way anyway; logic.
Now the truth is each of our days does go somewhere, particles known as anti-matter, really do matter to somebody, namely us. And that is the antithesis of what we all know is true and profound. No, I am not on drugs, at least not that kind…go with me here… what if all that we believe is just that, not true that everything that we considered to do with the earth and how it all began was more than the ‘Almighty’ related, more than anyone could ever imagine from any faith or non faith belief, what if evolution was just a theory too?
Then what?
The Big Bang Theory is more than just an enjoyable smart half hour situation comedy!
What if that is actually how it all began and explains the unexplainable?
And that we are all just blips in time that is what I have always believed anyway, but that our purpose is about to expire, thus the ozone layer diminishing thus the greenhouse effect thus the polar melt thus everything else, we are nearly over our expiration date.
It’s just the way it goes…
Nothing can be done somehow it is all predestined to go, the Stone Age Ice Age, etc… and such, not so ridiculous you say now, huh?
But I truly believe we may have nearly another millennium left in us or at least a few centuries, and so just relax, and I will too.
On that thought provoking commentary I will bid you geniuses all a good night, and stop worrying since nothing can be done, have some fun instead! Take care and be safe and count those blessings and I will try to find some of my own, but later, since I got at the minimum a few hundred years or so…right?
That concept of them, the things, going somewhere opens up a whole Pandora’s Box of possibilities. I believe that we all should have an open mind, one geared for imagination…
I personally think that our days that have passed on go into another dimension, perhaps one that is a parallel to our current day, but most likely not.
Maybe our days travel through the time continuum and find their own way on to continue whatever was started when they were your own personal days?
Or they might even have an enormous file some where that they are just thrown in and stacked up, and then eventually after a few years time …dare I say it…shredded to smithereens! Oh no! But what else is one to do with that much clutter?
I suppose that wouldn’t bother me to know that too much since each of our memories of each and every day is somewhere in each of our individual subconscious’s. And as long as we don’t crash our brain computers we still got it all some where, right? And if our brain computer should crash I really don’t think we would care, since we wouldn’t be able to think either way anyway; logic.
Now the truth is each of our days does go somewhere, particles known as anti-matter, really do matter to somebody, namely us. And that is the antithesis of what we all know is true and profound. No, I am not on drugs, at least not that kind…go with me here… what if all that we believe is just that, not true that everything that we considered to do with the earth and how it all began was more than the ‘Almighty’ related, more than anyone could ever imagine from any faith or non faith belief, what if evolution was just a theory too?
Then what?
The Big Bang Theory is more than just an enjoyable smart half hour situation comedy!
What if that is actually how it all began and explains the unexplainable?
And that we are all just blips in time that is what I have always believed anyway, but that our purpose is about to expire, thus the ozone layer diminishing thus the greenhouse effect thus the polar melt thus everything else, we are nearly over our expiration date.
It’s just the way it goes…
Nothing can be done somehow it is all predestined to go, the Stone Age Ice Age, etc… and such, not so ridiculous you say now, huh?
But I truly believe we may have nearly another millennium left in us or at least a few centuries, and so just relax, and I will too.
On that thought provoking commentary I will bid you geniuses all a good night, and stop worrying since nothing can be done, have some fun instead! Take care and be safe and count those blessings and I will try to find some of my own, but later, since I got at the minimum a few hundred years or so…right?
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Peace and quiet and just hanging out...
Life has many ordinary days where not much happens...really!
Although, I do know that on occasion I have been known to look for trouble, well not really look for it but I have a big problem of disagreeing with others, I suppose that will do, yes that’s it.
Today, I wrote two emails complaining; one was for a grammatical mistake in the newspaper, yep me…Miss Grammatically incorrect more times than not!
But this mistake was so simple that even a simpleton like me could see how wrong it was… “Blankety, Bankety was able to met its goal of raising $10,000 in donations”. Was the sentence although I did not put the organization’s name (it is not really blankety, blankety) in for this ridiculous mistake I would think it best to protect the grammatically incorrect. I told the managing editor by email that the word should have been “meet” not ”met”, and I think you all would agree that even with my minimum ability this time I got it right, right?
Any-who, the other email was to the www.dollarsformammograms.org , you see they sent back my application, and prescription with a note written on the application stating that I would have to re-apply in November of 2009, since I applied too soon from my last mammography from last year. But that was why I was applying now, so they could decide by then! If I waited until the last minute then would they approve me or would I have to look elsewhere? So that is why I felt it necessary to ask that question, because what they said is, “You are not eligible to apply until November of 2009. Resubmit application at that time. Returned with script 9/24/09.” I ask all of you, what would you think? So I let them know my concerns in that email, and went into quite a bit of detail why I was so concerned, so we will see what comes of it.
Now for something a bit controversial, my brother-in law who is, well lets just say quite conservative in his political views, and time and time again has felt that all liberals were communists and Atheists, wacko in my opinion, but he is my husband’s brother.
Any- who, it took me all this time but I think the next time he says that I have finally found a comeback to that , and here it is…then all conservatives must be Neo Nazis, and hate mongers! What do you think? Ludicrous both of our statements, but he is sometimes way too far right! And I suppose I tend to be slightly to the left, and more liberal all of the time.
He lives on the other side of the country and we speak very infrequently, but more so with emails that have been horrors at times with what he sends in his conservative genres, but Hubby has requested I just delete them and not respond, but you all know me by now, sometimes I just can’t!
Even when we lived in the same hemisphere way back when we always disagreed as young marrieds in our twenties; he had high blood pressure even then and he used to get so angry his face would turn red, and then I would stop with my logical reasoning or so I thought. Now we both have high blood pressure, how things do change but stay the same too.
Well, with that small insight into my trouble making abilities, nothing new page in my life’s ways…I will wish you all good night and to all take care, be safe, and count those blessings, and I will try and find some, but maybe that is why I haven’t been able to?
Although, I do know that on occasion I have been known to look for trouble, well not really look for it but I have a big problem of disagreeing with others, I suppose that will do, yes that’s it.
Today, I wrote two emails complaining; one was for a grammatical mistake in the newspaper, yep me…Miss Grammatically incorrect more times than not!
But this mistake was so simple that even a simpleton like me could see how wrong it was… “Blankety, Bankety was able to met its goal of raising $10,000 in donations”. Was the sentence although I did not put the organization’s name (it is not really blankety, blankety) in for this ridiculous mistake I would think it best to protect the grammatically incorrect. I told the managing editor by email that the word should have been “meet” not ”met”, and I think you all would agree that even with my minimum ability this time I got it right, right?
Any-who, the other email was to the www.dollarsformammograms.org , you see they sent back my application, and prescription with a note written on the application stating that I would have to re-apply in November of 2009, since I applied too soon from my last mammography from last year. But that was why I was applying now, so they could decide by then! If I waited until the last minute then would they approve me or would I have to look elsewhere? So that is why I felt it necessary to ask that question, because what they said is, “You are not eligible to apply until November of 2009. Resubmit application at that time. Returned with script 9/24/09.” I ask all of you, what would you think? So I let them know my concerns in that email, and went into quite a bit of detail why I was so concerned, so we will see what comes of it.
Now for something a bit controversial, my brother-in law who is, well lets just say quite conservative in his political views, and time and time again has felt that all liberals were communists and Atheists, wacko in my opinion, but he is my husband’s brother.
Any- who, it took me all this time but I think the next time he says that I have finally found a comeback to that , and here it is…then all conservatives must be Neo Nazis, and hate mongers! What do you think? Ludicrous both of our statements, but he is sometimes way too far right! And I suppose I tend to be slightly to the left, and more liberal all of the time.
He lives on the other side of the country and we speak very infrequently, but more so with emails that have been horrors at times with what he sends in his conservative genres, but Hubby has requested I just delete them and not respond, but you all know me by now, sometimes I just can’t!
Even when we lived in the same hemisphere way back when we always disagreed as young marrieds in our twenties; he had high blood pressure even then and he used to get so angry his face would turn red, and then I would stop with my logical reasoning or so I thought. Now we both have high blood pressure, how things do change but stay the same too.
Well, with that small insight into my trouble making abilities, nothing new page in my life’s ways…I will wish you all good night and to all take care, be safe, and count those blessings, and I will try and find some, but maybe that is why I haven’t been able to?
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Out and About a Little Bit
It's so hard when you have a patient at home to try and get out to be a bit more sociable; guilt has a sneaky way of creeping into anything that you may try to do to keep your happy sanity.
Such as today; we did go out for about an hour and half to the Home and Garden Show at our new across the bridge convention center; entrĂ©e was free, and it’s less than three miles from the house. Simplicity for a good time; the price was right and the location was even better; who could complain?
No one; but me of course!
This was done silently in my own brain, that is.
Fear and concern for poor Casey kept creeping back into my consciousness, and so until we arrived back home it was an enormous guilt trip for me, having any fun while he was at home suffering.
Actually, that’s not totally true he, Casey, is very well medicated, with heavy duty narcotic type pain meds.
What I think bothered me more, was knowing that he wasn’t hungry before we left when I tried to feed him, and that was worrisome. He had eaten quite well earlier in the morning. But I knew once his appetite wavered that would be a negative symptom and seriously that made me very concerned.
That also makes me feel out of control, not a good feeling in my book.
Oh well, will I ever be someone who never worries?
I don’t suppose I would know how to handle that.
Poof with my wand to make things better for anyone who needs that sort of thing!
Life is difficult for everyone in these times; wouldn’t a little magic in the ability department be great?
Sick family member…poof and they were all better!
You need your bills paid…poof, and it was done!
Home going into foreclosure…poof and all is fine with the mortgage paid off!
Whatever you needed it would be poofed and all would be well that would be so cool, don’t you agree?
Ah dreaming…why not? Reality is way too harsh and real!
My body has been acting up again in a negative way…ouch!
So I will wish you all a goodnight, take care, be safe, and count those blessings and I will try to find some, but later, OK?
Such as today; we did go out for about an hour and half to the Home and Garden Show at our new across the bridge convention center; entrĂ©e was free, and it’s less than three miles from the house. Simplicity for a good time; the price was right and the location was even better; who could complain?
No one; but me of course!
This was done silently in my own brain, that is.
Fear and concern for poor Casey kept creeping back into my consciousness, and so until we arrived back home it was an enormous guilt trip for me, having any fun while he was at home suffering.
Actually, that’s not totally true he, Casey, is very well medicated, with heavy duty narcotic type pain meds.
What I think bothered me more, was knowing that he wasn’t hungry before we left when I tried to feed him, and that was worrisome. He had eaten quite well earlier in the morning. But I knew once his appetite wavered that would be a negative symptom and seriously that made me very concerned.
That also makes me feel out of control, not a good feeling in my book.
Oh well, will I ever be someone who never worries?
I don’t suppose I would know how to handle that.
Poof with my wand to make things better for anyone who needs that sort of thing!
Life is difficult for everyone in these times; wouldn’t a little magic in the ability department be great?
Sick family member…poof and they were all better!
You need your bills paid…poof, and it was done!
Home going into foreclosure…poof and all is fine with the mortgage paid off!
Whatever you needed it would be poofed and all would be well that would be so cool, don’t you agree?
Ah dreaming…why not? Reality is way too harsh and real!
My body has been acting up again in a negative way…ouch!
So I will wish you all a goodnight, take care, be safe, and count those blessings and I will try to find some, but later, OK?
Friday, September 25, 2009
Trying to update programs has proven to be frustrating..
Tonight I did something that I thought would be useful…I updated my browser. Now logically to anyone who has a computer when we get these notices that a specific program needs to be updated, especially for safety purposes we usually do it, right?
But since this particular update was done we have been having nothing but problems, again. Example: it took over an hour to get this site up, and the update was supposed to make it easier not harder!
Any-who, that is what was happening for the last hour.
Well, I made up for last night’s disaster of a meal with a marinated London broil, hubby cooked indirectly on the grill with the baked potatoes, while I made homemade Cole slaw, yum, and it was! Sounds harder than it actually was, but these days I buy the already chopped tri-colored cabbage, and just add my own dressing.
PS Hubby declared that last night’s mess could go into the round outdoor file for such things.
Today has been rather quiet here, which I really can’t complain about.
Hubby did go down to the doc’s office to pick up more heavy duty pain meds for Casey, since we did a count yesterday and found out we didn’t have enough for the weekend.
I called in the request yesterday, and was told that they would call when it was ready, but they did not, and that made me angry. I thought that was very inconsiderate. The receptionist apparently has no idea what Casey and we are dealing with. Hubby called back this morning and they still never called us back, he called them since he was doing errands and wanted to include the pick up of the medication in that; especially since it is in the next town over, River City AKA Punta Gorda, and considerably out of the way.
I did my thrice pool exercise this morning, and unfortunately my left shoulder is acting up terribly and I thought that water exercise was good for my shoulder? Everything I do is gentle and under the very warm 88 degree water, and yes the mornings have fluctuated to warmer air numbers, mid to high eighties, not such a big contrast for me from the pool water, much better.
What I usually do is three twenty minute exercise segments and rest out of the water in between for about ten minutes each break. Since I don’t use the pool on the weekends that much my shoulder has two days to recuperate, I hope. I am listening to my body and right now it says….your tired so…I will bid you all a good night, take care, be safe, and count those blessings and I will try to find mind, but later, OK?
But since this particular update was done we have been having nothing but problems, again. Example: it took over an hour to get this site up, and the update was supposed to make it easier not harder!
Any-who, that is what was happening for the last hour.
Well, I made up for last night’s disaster of a meal with a marinated London broil, hubby cooked indirectly on the grill with the baked potatoes, while I made homemade Cole slaw, yum, and it was! Sounds harder than it actually was, but these days I buy the already chopped tri-colored cabbage, and just add my own dressing.
PS Hubby declared that last night’s mess could go into the round outdoor file for such things.
Today has been rather quiet here, which I really can’t complain about.
Hubby did go down to the doc’s office to pick up more heavy duty pain meds for Casey, since we did a count yesterday and found out we didn’t have enough for the weekend.
I called in the request yesterday, and was told that they would call when it was ready, but they did not, and that made me angry. I thought that was very inconsiderate. The receptionist apparently has no idea what Casey and we are dealing with. Hubby called back this morning and they still never called us back, he called them since he was doing errands and wanted to include the pick up of the medication in that; especially since it is in the next town over, River City AKA Punta Gorda, and considerably out of the way.
I did my thrice pool exercise this morning, and unfortunately my left shoulder is acting up terribly and I thought that water exercise was good for my shoulder? Everything I do is gentle and under the very warm 88 degree water, and yes the mornings have fluctuated to warmer air numbers, mid to high eighties, not such a big contrast for me from the pool water, much better.
What I usually do is three twenty minute exercise segments and rest out of the water in between for about ten minutes each break. Since I don’t use the pool on the weekends that much my shoulder has two days to recuperate, I hope. I am listening to my body and right now it says….your tired so…I will bid you all a good night, take care, be safe, and count those blessings and I will try to find mind, but later, OK?
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Warning!
I don't want to alarm any of you, but...did you know that prepared boxed biscuit mix does not make good pizza dough?
Well, it doesn’t, it crumbles, even with canola oil in it, yep I found out the hard way…thought I had a great idea, which at times I do have but tonight it was almost as bad as when I was a young working bride and defrosted TV dinners so they would be ready for dinner that night. Yes, I left them out on the counter to defrost. In those days we didn’t know anything about salmonella we defrosted everything that way, pre-microwave days. It’s amazing that we are still here.
Oddly enough Hubby ate it but I settled on yesterday’s bean soup; my wonda drug for what ails you! Hope he is OK, what a dear sweet man to eat that mess! Presently it is still sitting atop the stove with me debating on whether or not to toss it or save it for him?
To my good I scraped it off the pizza pan and decided to put it in a square cake pan with added dry milk and water and set the oven on very hot, 450 for twenty minutes when placed in it. Actually, I even cut up onions, garlic, sweet peppers to mix into it in layers, with mozzarella cheese and tomato sauce with mushrooms and additional spices of oregano and basil. In reality it didn’t taste real bad it was the consistency that was unusual and weird, crumbly.
It was definitely high time that I should have a cooking disaster it has been quite awhile, so I was due!
And I bet that you all have had a few of those lulus yourselves at one time or another, huh? Be honest, everyone has.
It has been my experience to always have a backup plan in those situations, suggestion…take out menus placed conspicuously with cook books or in the junk drawer; backup soups too will work. You can’t cook for nearly forty years without a few interesting stories.
That was the most interesting thing that happened today…in a way that’s good, if you know what I mean?
So I will wish you all a good night, take care, be safe and count those blessings of yours and I will still look for mine.
Well, it doesn’t, it crumbles, even with canola oil in it, yep I found out the hard way…thought I had a great idea, which at times I do have but tonight it was almost as bad as when I was a young working bride and defrosted TV dinners so they would be ready for dinner that night. Yes, I left them out on the counter to defrost. In those days we didn’t know anything about salmonella we defrosted everything that way, pre-microwave days. It’s amazing that we are still here.
Oddly enough Hubby ate it but I settled on yesterday’s bean soup; my wonda drug for what ails you! Hope he is OK, what a dear sweet man to eat that mess! Presently it is still sitting atop the stove with me debating on whether or not to toss it or save it for him?
To my good I scraped it off the pizza pan and decided to put it in a square cake pan with added dry milk and water and set the oven on very hot, 450 for twenty minutes when placed in it. Actually, I even cut up onions, garlic, sweet peppers to mix into it in layers, with mozzarella cheese and tomato sauce with mushrooms and additional spices of oregano and basil. In reality it didn’t taste real bad it was the consistency that was unusual and weird, crumbly.
It was definitely high time that I should have a cooking disaster it has been quite awhile, so I was due!
And I bet that you all have had a few of those lulus yourselves at one time or another, huh? Be honest, everyone has.
It has been my experience to always have a backup plan in those situations, suggestion…take out menus placed conspicuously with cook books or in the junk drawer; backup soups too will work. You can’t cook for nearly forty years without a few interesting stories.
That was the most interesting thing that happened today…in a way that’s good, if you know what I mean?
So I will wish you all a good night, take care, be safe and count those blessings of yours and I will still look for mine.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Good evening!
I hope this is large enough for my following to read. It occurred to me that perhaps the ones looking at this Blog may need reading glasses, being my peers, and making the print larger might help.
With my new bad vision this is an asset to me as well. Who said size doesn’t matter? In the written word it can help a great deal!
Any-who, today I felt darn exhausted and overdrawn in the sense of abilities usage; perhaps it could be blamed on me trying to do too much before Hubby awoke; I did dust and start making my famous 15 bean soup with brown rice all before he got up. Thank heaven for small food processors for helping with the chopping of onions, garlic, celery, carrots etc. It is a cure for what ails you; I like to think of it as minimally prevention.
Then I did my pool exercises for over an hour, showered, by after lunch I was whipped. Hubby went out for his hair cut, which I used to do, but since my MS has made my co-ordination iffy I stopped with the fear of maiming him.
I did try to nap when he left, but Casey needed to eat, and since he has been ill he is on a special prescription soft diet, which cannot be left out, it needs refrigeration, not like his old indoor cat hard kibbles always had been out, and so he is being fed on demand, not unlike an infant, thus my exhaustion. Then for some unknown reason Charley our thirty year old Cockatiel began fussing and so I had to check his food and water that were just fine and full, but his cage toy was apparently blocking his view of his food. Once moved he still fussed so I moved him closer, could he be losing his eyesight as well?
Senior pets are not that unlike us senior people!
Consequently, I never did get a nap so I had a second cup of coffee which these days is highly unusual, but I gave up on the nap since when I did try again Hubby returned in fine spirits loudly letting me know that he was home. Then I gave up for the rest of the day.
I have been irritable ever since and feeling poorly sort of achy all over; probably need to have some more of my soup.
You know the type of irritability where anything anyone says or does begins wearing on those last exposed nerves, yep that’s it! So when asked about dinner I was extremely short tempered, and did not want to have anything to do with the process. Hubby is more than capable of preparing it himself, but he wanted my input and I didn’t want any part of it.
Oh well, it is over with now, and was not that exciting for me, and I didn’t finish it, and since I am still rather very tired I will bid you all good night and to all take care, be safe, and count those blessings, and I will try to find mine…but later, OK?
With my new bad vision this is an asset to me as well. Who said size doesn’t matter? In the written word it can help a great deal!
Any-who, today I felt darn exhausted and overdrawn in the sense of abilities usage; perhaps it could be blamed on me trying to do too much before Hubby awoke; I did dust and start making my famous 15 bean soup with brown rice all before he got up. Thank heaven for small food processors for helping with the chopping of onions, garlic, celery, carrots etc. It is a cure for what ails you; I like to think of it as minimally prevention.
Then I did my pool exercises for over an hour, showered, by after lunch I was whipped. Hubby went out for his hair cut, which I used to do, but since my MS has made my co-ordination iffy I stopped with the fear of maiming him.
I did try to nap when he left, but Casey needed to eat, and since he has been ill he is on a special prescription soft diet, which cannot be left out, it needs refrigeration, not like his old indoor cat hard kibbles always had been out, and so he is being fed on demand, not unlike an infant, thus my exhaustion. Then for some unknown reason Charley our thirty year old Cockatiel began fussing and so I had to check his food and water that were just fine and full, but his cage toy was apparently blocking his view of his food. Once moved he still fussed so I moved him closer, could he be losing his eyesight as well?
Senior pets are not that unlike us senior people!
Consequently, I never did get a nap so I had a second cup of coffee which these days is highly unusual, but I gave up on the nap since when I did try again Hubby returned in fine spirits loudly letting me know that he was home. Then I gave up for the rest of the day.
I have been irritable ever since and feeling poorly sort of achy all over; probably need to have some more of my soup.
You know the type of irritability where anything anyone says or does begins wearing on those last exposed nerves, yep that’s it! So when asked about dinner I was extremely short tempered, and did not want to have anything to do with the process. Hubby is more than capable of preparing it himself, but he wanted my input and I didn’t want any part of it.
Oh well, it is over with now, and was not that exciting for me, and I didn’t finish it, and since I am still rather very tired I will bid you all good night and to all take care, be safe, and count those blessings, and I will try to find mine…but later, OK?
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Did you feel it?
We are officially in fall! Now that doesn’t sound right does it?
“We have officially fallen”; sounds more correct, correct? Boy, isn’t the English language crazy? All I was trying to say is that the season has transitioned into another and we are now in autumn, better?
Geez, the first statement made it sound like we were falling from something, but that we said it grammatically incorrect. And the second made that seem that we had fallen, but that is not what we were trying to say at all.
That said; I didn’t feel a thing, did you?
Told you so; fall in Florida has very little affect on our weather, since hurricane season isn’t over until November 30th, which is nearly winter for you all?
Update on Casey the orange longhaired Tabby Cat with amber eyes:
Casey is now in stage four cancer and is considered to be in hospice care, and that is what we are now, a cat hospice.
Merriam Webster Dictionaries definition of hospice is: a facility or program designed to provide a caring environment for meeting the physical and emotional needs of the terminally ill.
We as his people/parents are responsible in making him as comfortable as possible. I was wrong about him getting his second steroid shot the doctor says it was too soon but next week will be two weeks and so then she will give it to him.
At this point we do not know how long he has. He is the sixth four-legged pal that we have had in this fragile state of near death with evidently death eminent since moving here, and these were senior pets and the first was in 1992, Puffy the cat, 13 and a half, Lymphoma, six years after we moved here, and the last was back in 2004, Brandi the Yorkie, nearly 16, heart disease from medication for another problem.
It is terribly exhausting just thinking about all of it, and devastating.
I suppose the people who never have pets have it easier without having life and death issues raise their ugly heads so often. But I always remember the quote, “It is always better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all”. But I suppose that has to do with unrequited love more so than losing a love, but it still applies in the fact that to love is a wonderful emotion even when at times the object/person/critter of your love has only been with you for a short time. The best part about pets is they always return your love it is never unrequited; theirs is unconditional! Anyone who has loved a critter will tell you that.
On that thoughtful expression of clarity I will bid you all a good night and to all be careful, be safe and count your blessings and I will continue to look for mine…
“We have officially fallen”; sounds more correct, correct? Boy, isn’t the English language crazy? All I was trying to say is that the season has transitioned into another and we are now in autumn, better?
Geez, the first statement made it sound like we were falling from something, but that we said it grammatically incorrect. And the second made that seem that we had fallen, but that is not what we were trying to say at all.
That said; I didn’t feel a thing, did you?
Told you so; fall in Florida has very little affect on our weather, since hurricane season isn’t over until November 30th, which is nearly winter for you all?
Update on Casey the orange longhaired Tabby Cat with amber eyes:
Casey is now in stage four cancer and is considered to be in hospice care, and that is what we are now, a cat hospice.
Merriam Webster Dictionaries definition of hospice is: a facility or program designed to provide a caring environment for meeting the physical and emotional needs of the terminally ill.
We as his people/parents are responsible in making him as comfortable as possible. I was wrong about him getting his second steroid shot the doctor says it was too soon but next week will be two weeks and so then she will give it to him.
At this point we do not know how long he has. He is the sixth four-legged pal that we have had in this fragile state of near death with evidently death eminent since moving here, and these were senior pets and the first was in 1992, Puffy the cat, 13 and a half, Lymphoma, six years after we moved here, and the last was back in 2004, Brandi the Yorkie, nearly 16, heart disease from medication for another problem.
It is terribly exhausting just thinking about all of it, and devastating.
I suppose the people who never have pets have it easier without having life and death issues raise their ugly heads so often. But I always remember the quote, “It is always better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all”. But I suppose that has to do with unrequited love more so than losing a love, but it still applies in the fact that to love is a wonderful emotion even when at times the object/person/critter of your love has only been with you for a short time. The best part about pets is they always return your love it is never unrequited; theirs is unconditional! Anyone who has loved a critter will tell you that.
On that thoughtful expression of clarity I will bid you all a good night and to all be careful, be safe and count your blessings and I will continue to look for mine…
Monday, September 21, 2009
Monday, Monday can't stand that day...
We all have dreaded at one time or another going back to school or work on Mondays, right?
Interestingly enough though when you get to the point of retirement the days and weekends are pretty much all the same except for TV programming. It’s a bit like an endless vacation or holiday, which if not careful can become boring!
I know; who would have thunk it?
It can happen when you have very few or no plans at all.
This retirement thing is more difficult than many might think.
It takes a lot of work to stay or try in our cases to stay away from doctors and hospitals, but as we all know is often inevitable.
You must keep flexible in your body and mind!
Now this part is tricky…since when we get older we also have no, no’s, not unlike two year olds do; which mainly pertains to things one cannot or should not do.
I have a short list:
1. Don’t get up too fast… even if you have never been dizzy, you might become and fall and then break a hip and end up dead or worse in a coma. And there goes the brain and body in one foul swoop! Since most medical professionals feel this is not a curable ailment and therefore not a profit maker; watch out!
2. Also watch where you walk indoors and out, make sure it is well lit, since more seniors everyday are considered easy prime targets as victims of violent crimes; watch out always carry a weapon with you…recommended is a flashlight, but make sure its big enough to do some good but not too heavy; who needs to cause bursitis; whack!
3. Now three, is making sure that your spectacles are functioning with both eyes at their very optimal and always ask at the library for the large print issues of all printed material.
Why, you say? You had Lasik and Cataract surgeries and your eyesight has never been better, you see like a kid, sympathy of course! Seniors dwell on that with children and grandchildren miles and miles away we need a willing ear to listen when we complain!
4. Don’t drive a vehicle. You ask why? Especially when your eyesight is 20/20 and your reflexes are as sharp as a twenty year’s old, because this way when the traffic accident numbers go up we cannot be blamed!
Now I recommend that you don’t listen to or do anything that I have just said but if you really must know, remember that an idle mind can be quite creative and that is why I write this…
STUFF... for my own and hopefully others' entertainment.
On this silly note I will bid you all a good night and to all laugh, love and live whatever way is best for you and yours and hurts no one else in the process!
So count those blessings, be safe, take care, and as long as we can find our funny bone we can go on… and that’s Tobi’s orders!
Interestingly enough though when you get to the point of retirement the days and weekends are pretty much all the same except for TV programming. It’s a bit like an endless vacation or holiday, which if not careful can become boring!
I know; who would have thunk it?
It can happen when you have very few or no plans at all.
This retirement thing is more difficult than many might think.
It takes a lot of work to stay or try in our cases to stay away from doctors and hospitals, but as we all know is often inevitable.
You must keep flexible in your body and mind!
Now this part is tricky…since when we get older we also have no, no’s, not unlike two year olds do; which mainly pertains to things one cannot or should not do.
I have a short list:
1. Don’t get up too fast… even if you have never been dizzy, you might become and fall and then break a hip and end up dead or worse in a coma. And there goes the brain and body in one foul swoop! Since most medical professionals feel this is not a curable ailment and therefore not a profit maker; watch out!
2. Also watch where you walk indoors and out, make sure it is well lit, since more seniors everyday are considered easy prime targets as victims of violent crimes; watch out always carry a weapon with you…recommended is a flashlight, but make sure its big enough to do some good but not too heavy; who needs to cause bursitis; whack!
3. Now three, is making sure that your spectacles are functioning with both eyes at their very optimal and always ask at the library for the large print issues of all printed material.
Why, you say? You had Lasik and Cataract surgeries and your eyesight has never been better, you see like a kid, sympathy of course! Seniors dwell on that with children and grandchildren miles and miles away we need a willing ear to listen when we complain!
4. Don’t drive a vehicle. You ask why? Especially when your eyesight is 20/20 and your reflexes are as sharp as a twenty year’s old, because this way when the traffic accident numbers go up we cannot be blamed!
Now I recommend that you don’t listen to or do anything that I have just said but if you really must know, remember that an idle mind can be quite creative and that is why I write this…
STUFF... for my own and hopefully others' entertainment.
On this silly note I will bid you all a good night and to all laugh, love and live whatever way is best for you and yours and hurts no one else in the process!
So count those blessings, be safe, take care, and as long as we can find our funny bone we can go on… and that’s Tobi’s orders!
Sunday, September 20, 2009
The wind came up and blew the palms nearly in half...
We have been experiencing extreme rain storms; better them than hurricanes I say! It all starts with the sky darkening and the wind blowing so hard you think a tornado will soon follow, but thankfully it does not.
The lightening brightens the way for the roaring thunder, and then the clamor creates electrical outages that blink our power out then back on two or three times a hit.
Ah weather….ah summer in Florida… I know it is soon over around the rest of the country with the numerical beginning of fall this coming Tuesday, but not here.
We live in a continuous summer with splatterings of occasional chills on a temporary basis that is. Some times as long as a week or two!
After all this is southwest Florida, whatever did you think we get leafless trees and need to rake those matted messes up?
I know… they are so pretty; you northerners always say look at all those colors!
Yep, red, yellow, orange, brown all have fallen to the ground! Just soooo beautiful!
Then comes winter with white cotton frozen marshmallows, Currier and Ives picturesque paintings, but soon yellowed by nature reliving itself, oh what a joy! Plow, plow, plow, shovel, shovel, shovel this is the way I get my winter workout, got to keep warm, have to get out of here!
Ah seasonal change; I ask you… is it really what it’s cracked up to be?
Give me a rain storm wild and true with warmth anew fresh and clean; it never yellows and we don’t need to plow or shovel at all in or around our hovel; that is FLORIDA!
A deciduous tree is a rarity here, most trees love to flaunt there leaves year round, protects them from the sun and soaks up the rain water.
Update on Casey, he has been sleeping and loving me as he nuzzles me with his chin as he lies on my belly. He must know that something is not right, but cannot express it…I tell him that I love him and he listens as if he understands; it is all so truly sad that there is nothing that can be done.
I will wish you all a good night and hold your dear ones close, take care, be safe, and count those blessings and I will try to find some of mine.
The lightening brightens the way for the roaring thunder, and then the clamor creates electrical outages that blink our power out then back on two or three times a hit.
Ah weather….ah summer in Florida… I know it is soon over around the rest of the country with the numerical beginning of fall this coming Tuesday, but not here.
We live in a continuous summer with splatterings of occasional chills on a temporary basis that is. Some times as long as a week or two!
After all this is southwest Florida, whatever did you think we get leafless trees and need to rake those matted messes up?
I know… they are so pretty; you northerners always say look at all those colors!
Yep, red, yellow, orange, brown all have fallen to the ground! Just soooo beautiful!
Then comes winter with white cotton frozen marshmallows, Currier and Ives picturesque paintings, but soon yellowed by nature reliving itself, oh what a joy! Plow, plow, plow, shovel, shovel, shovel this is the way I get my winter workout, got to keep warm, have to get out of here!
Ah seasonal change; I ask you… is it really what it’s cracked up to be?
Give me a rain storm wild and true with warmth anew fresh and clean; it never yellows and we don’t need to plow or shovel at all in or around our hovel; that is FLORIDA!
A deciduous tree is a rarity here, most trees love to flaunt there leaves year round, protects them from the sun and soaks up the rain water.
Update on Casey, he has been sleeping and loving me as he nuzzles me with his chin as he lies on my belly. He must know that something is not right, but cannot express it…I tell him that I love him and he listens as if he understands; it is all so truly sad that there is nothing that can be done.
I will wish you all a good night and hold your dear ones close, take care, be safe, and count those blessings and I will try to find some of mine.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Stress is best handled with exercise...
That seems to be the way the pros are telling us humans to handle our daily lives with exercising to maintain a healthy outlook on life; simplicity in a nutshell.
And so I did my only form of exercise that I can, I got into the pool again.
I had also made my completed thrice a week program by making up for Wednesday on Thursday. Logically it gives me a break before Monday to get back to my original promise to myself of utilizing the pool Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.
Now how many of you were bored to tears with that explanation?
I was, and so I am sure you were too.
Any-who, so far Casey has not changed so much as you could tell.
Today his hunger is not as often and he is sleeping slightly more, or so it seems to me.
But he is napping in most of his usual places except on occasion behind Hubby’s bathroom door. That is odd since he has never done that before.
I can only hope that whatever time he has left we can make it as pleasant as possible for him without annoyance, just like any of us would like I am sure.
I know I would.
Interestingly enough Skipper has instinctively picked up on the situation and has been listening to our commands of not doing this or that when it comes to his relationship with Casey who has been his bud and sparing partner since he was a pup.
The day has been quiet as it well should be after the week we had. One tiny good thing happened the PDF for the application magically began to work when Hubby tried it and I was able to fill it out and mail it off before our mail was picked up!
I guess emotionally I am very exhausted and so I will close now.
Please everyone have a good night, count those blessings, take care and be safe, and I will try and find my blessings too.
And so I did my only form of exercise that I can, I got into the pool again.
I had also made my completed thrice a week program by making up for Wednesday on Thursday. Logically it gives me a break before Monday to get back to my original promise to myself of utilizing the pool Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.
Now how many of you were bored to tears with that explanation?
I was, and so I am sure you were too.
Any-who, so far Casey has not changed so much as you could tell.
Today his hunger is not as often and he is sleeping slightly more, or so it seems to me.
But he is napping in most of his usual places except on occasion behind Hubby’s bathroom door. That is odd since he has never done that before.
I can only hope that whatever time he has left we can make it as pleasant as possible for him without annoyance, just like any of us would like I am sure.
I know I would.
Interestingly enough Skipper has instinctively picked up on the situation and has been listening to our commands of not doing this or that when it comes to his relationship with Casey who has been his bud and sparing partner since he was a pup.
The day has been quiet as it well should be after the week we had. One tiny good thing happened the PDF for the application magically began to work when Hubby tried it and I was able to fill it out and mail it off before our mail was picked up!
I guess emotionally I am very exhausted and so I will close now.
Please everyone have a good night, count those blessings, take care and be safe, and I will try and find my blessings too.
Friday, September 18, 2009
Day of reckoning has arrived...
Diagnosis is bad, really bad our little fellow Casey does have cancer, squamous cell carcinoma of the mouth, and his prognosis is no hope of recovery, damn!
I have been doing too much crying most of the day. The phone call came in around 10:20 A.M. with the horrid biopsy results. I have been numb with grief.
Hubby went back down to the vet’s office to pick up some more pain medication, but we were told not to give it unless he seems to be in pain. But he can’t talk; how will we know? When his knee went out he howled in pain but even before the doctor visit this time he never complained with this non recovery disease.
Hope had not been lost till then since he was still eating very much and rubbing against me to tell me when he needed more; so sad, he’s so sweet and lovable, always has been.
He is sleeping now as most cats do, on and off all day.
Tuesday, we will be going back to the vet she has decided to try some more steroids, but truthfully we all know that it is only to please the people in Casey’s life and it is not a treatment or cure for this sort of cancer.
While in the doldrums I received a phone call from the American Cancer Society (for people) ironically; they are still searching for a low cost mammography program for me, but let me know that they are working on it. I did, after that literal wake up call remember the phone numbers the woman from Susan G. Komen had emailed to me, and so I called the familiar one. The woman there said that I would qualify, even financially for the dollarsformammography.org and I went there right away online, since I was excited I finally qualified for a program! So at the site it has an application to open, a PDF. File, well, since our computer crashed and was restored our PDF program apparently went with it, and so I went to Microsoft to download their free one, and it hasn’t worked yet, and I can’t figure out why. So now what? I’m screwed, how did I get such bad Karma? I’m a good person; at least I do try to be. I will say it to myself as a mantra; the previous statement.
That dilemma just intensified my concerns over Casey and made me more miserable with self pity and anger with that overindulgent why me attitude.
Tomorrow doesn’t look to be any different since none of this is going away soon.
Remember when I discussed that I am weak in the coping mechanism department?
This is when it all falls in.
I cancelled my eye doctor appointment too, it was scheduled for 11:00 A.M., and somehow my cataracts didn’t seem too important anymore.
Good night to all and to all, take care, be safe and count those blessings and I will continue to search for mine.
I have been doing too much crying most of the day. The phone call came in around 10:20 A.M. with the horrid biopsy results. I have been numb with grief.
Hubby went back down to the vet’s office to pick up some more pain medication, but we were told not to give it unless he seems to be in pain. But he can’t talk; how will we know? When his knee went out he howled in pain but even before the doctor visit this time he never complained with this non recovery disease.
Hope had not been lost till then since he was still eating very much and rubbing against me to tell me when he needed more; so sad, he’s so sweet and lovable, always has been.
He is sleeping now as most cats do, on and off all day.
Tuesday, we will be going back to the vet she has decided to try some more steroids, but truthfully we all know that it is only to please the people in Casey’s life and it is not a treatment or cure for this sort of cancer.
While in the doldrums I received a phone call from the American Cancer Society (for people) ironically; they are still searching for a low cost mammography program for me, but let me know that they are working on it. I did, after that literal wake up call remember the phone numbers the woman from Susan G. Komen had emailed to me, and so I called the familiar one. The woman there said that I would qualify, even financially for the dollarsformammography.org and I went there right away online, since I was excited I finally qualified for a program! So at the site it has an application to open, a PDF. File, well, since our computer crashed and was restored our PDF program apparently went with it, and so I went to Microsoft to download their free one, and it hasn’t worked yet, and I can’t figure out why. So now what? I’m screwed, how did I get such bad Karma? I’m a good person; at least I do try to be. I will say it to myself as a mantra; the previous statement.
That dilemma just intensified my concerns over Casey and made me more miserable with self pity and anger with that overindulgent why me attitude.
Tomorrow doesn’t look to be any different since none of this is going away soon.
Remember when I discussed that I am weak in the coping mechanism department?
This is when it all falls in.
I cancelled my eye doctor appointment too, it was scheduled for 11:00 A.M., and somehow my cataracts didn’t seem too important anymore.
Good night to all and to all, take care, be safe and count those blessings and I will continue to search for mine.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Back to the schedule and Casey update...
Today I was able to go into the swimming pool, but I don't know how much longer. The water temperature was just right at 86 degrees, but the weather outside of the pool was slightly chilly only around 80 degrees! I know you know that sounds just hunky dory and lovely, but I’m a Floridian and with the air being that many degrees cooler I was chilled, sorry to you northerners who don’t get it., oh, all right I was downright cold! Stop that that laughing that you are doing! I don’t know what to say but that is the truth; and so there...
At least I am honest when I speak or write.
Most believe that honesty is the best policy, but why is it that so many don’t tell the whole truth in life? That has always baffled me. People are by nature born to be good, not one infant opens his or her eyes and says I’m going to spend the next eighty or so years being dishonest. I do know it’s not born in us to be so, it must be by learning it by example or even could it be environmental? That would have to be from severely bad experiences. That’s a conundrum I do wish someone could solve and get back to me on?
Casey our cat is my new topic; and he is eating madly daily, a good sign I hope. Today I caught him at his usual game of trying to get the lizard from the other-side of the glass paneled window on our sunroom door, which of course he is unable to do since the glass keeps them safe from one another. Playfulness is a good thing I would think. Tomorrow is the day of reckoning we will be on pins and needles until then. He has had his medication each day, and his swelling in his lymph node doesn’t seem to be diminishing but not getting any bigger either, which I will take as a good sign. I have not opened his mouth to check on the actual wound since I am sure it must be extremely painful, and me fussing with him might slow down the healing.
I was amiss not mentioning the noble battle lost with Pancreatic Cancer by the incredible human being and entertainer Patrick Swayze who passed away a few days ago; he will be sorely missed, but will he? He may very well be able to continue communicating as his character did in, ‘Ghost’, with his beautiful wife Lisa; we can only hope.
Henry Gibson and Mary from Peter Paul and Mary too have passed away in these last few days, all unique in what they did and were here for the purpose to leave a mark on this planet with the joy of what they did, and they did, mission accomplished, and thank you all!
On that note I will wish you all a good night and to all be safe, and take care, count those blessings and I will keep looking.
At least I am honest when I speak or write.
Most believe that honesty is the best policy, but why is it that so many don’t tell the whole truth in life? That has always baffled me. People are by nature born to be good, not one infant opens his or her eyes and says I’m going to spend the next eighty or so years being dishonest. I do know it’s not born in us to be so, it must be by learning it by example or even could it be environmental? That would have to be from severely bad experiences. That’s a conundrum I do wish someone could solve and get back to me on?
Casey our cat is my new topic; and he is eating madly daily, a good sign I hope. Today I caught him at his usual game of trying to get the lizard from the other-side of the glass paneled window on our sunroom door, which of course he is unable to do since the glass keeps them safe from one another. Playfulness is a good thing I would think. Tomorrow is the day of reckoning we will be on pins and needles until then. He has had his medication each day, and his swelling in his lymph node doesn’t seem to be diminishing but not getting any bigger either, which I will take as a good sign. I have not opened his mouth to check on the actual wound since I am sure it must be extremely painful, and me fussing with him might slow down the healing.
I was amiss not mentioning the noble battle lost with Pancreatic Cancer by the incredible human being and entertainer Patrick Swayze who passed away a few days ago; he will be sorely missed, but will he? He may very well be able to continue communicating as his character did in, ‘Ghost’, with his beautiful wife Lisa; we can only hope.
Henry Gibson and Mary from Peter Paul and Mary too have passed away in these last few days, all unique in what they did and were here for the purpose to leave a mark on this planet with the joy of what they did, and they did, mission accomplished, and thank you all!
On that note I will wish you all a good night and to all be safe, and take care, count those blessings and I will keep looking.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Nearly electrocuted and an update on cutie boy...
Scary, is the word that comes to mind when I think about what could have happened this morning…for some reason the swimming pool was electrified!
Hubby found out the hard way when he received a slight zapping when cleaning it this morning for me to go in for my thrice a week exercise program. He reported the situation to me, and I was horrified! We had a similar situation when our chain link fence in the backyard had a loose wire make contact with it with some lights that had been strung there; I was the zapped victim that time and extremely upset.
I reminded hubby of that incident and suggested perhaps this previously non electrified swimming pool might also have a loose wire or wiring to the one light in the deep end, and sure enough due to my requiring much chlorine in our pool due to the nearly daily rainfall apparently the stainless screws created this problem by loosening out of their sockets which dissolve with too much of the chemicals….one enormous oops!
Consequently I wasn’t up for exercising in the pool this morning or any until it would be fixed, but hubby solved the problem by disconnecting the light and checking with a meter if there was any surge still in the water; last test, he reassured me was he stuck his hand in the possible widow maker liquid. I am happy to say he is fine and so is the pool!
I used my pool time trying to find a low cost mammography program since I am once again due this year, and received my prescription from my doctor’s appointment on Monday. It was suggested to contact the American Cancer Society as well as Susan G. Komen organization for the cure. Waiting to hear back and hopefully I will find some program that won’t break the bank, but will give me peace of mind in the long run.
By eleven A.M. we had another appointment to take Casey in for his recheck of his tongue wound to make sure it didn’t need irrigation again of foreign matter; this time his food possibly. His tongue was nice and clean doc reported and he also put on some weight too! Looking good, but we still need that biopsy report and his swelling of his left lymph node to go down, which it still hasn’t, but it is early for the penicillin medication to have kicked in, and we are hopeful, but realistic too. Another good thing he is acting more like himself and he did jump on me in my chair to nuzzle me, since he can’t lick, sadly. He also ate quite well today; another entire can of his food is already gone for today!
I will close for this evening and wish you all well, and good night, be safe take care, and count those blessings, and I will try to, too.
Hubby found out the hard way when he received a slight zapping when cleaning it this morning for me to go in for my thrice a week exercise program. He reported the situation to me, and I was horrified! We had a similar situation when our chain link fence in the backyard had a loose wire make contact with it with some lights that had been strung there; I was the zapped victim that time and extremely upset.
I reminded hubby of that incident and suggested perhaps this previously non electrified swimming pool might also have a loose wire or wiring to the one light in the deep end, and sure enough due to my requiring much chlorine in our pool due to the nearly daily rainfall apparently the stainless screws created this problem by loosening out of their sockets which dissolve with too much of the chemicals….one enormous oops!
Consequently I wasn’t up for exercising in the pool this morning or any until it would be fixed, but hubby solved the problem by disconnecting the light and checking with a meter if there was any surge still in the water; last test, he reassured me was he stuck his hand in the possible widow maker liquid. I am happy to say he is fine and so is the pool!
I used my pool time trying to find a low cost mammography program since I am once again due this year, and received my prescription from my doctor’s appointment on Monday. It was suggested to contact the American Cancer Society as well as Susan G. Komen organization for the cure. Waiting to hear back and hopefully I will find some program that won’t break the bank, but will give me peace of mind in the long run.
By eleven A.M. we had another appointment to take Casey in for his recheck of his tongue wound to make sure it didn’t need irrigation again of foreign matter; this time his food possibly. His tongue was nice and clean doc reported and he also put on some weight too! Looking good, but we still need that biopsy report and his swelling of his left lymph node to go down, which it still hasn’t, but it is early for the penicillin medication to have kicked in, and we are hopeful, but realistic too. Another good thing he is acting more like himself and he did jump on me in my chair to nuzzle me, since he can’t lick, sadly. He also ate quite well today; another entire can of his food is already gone for today!
I will close for this evening and wish you all well, and good night, be safe take care, and count those blessings, and I will try to, too.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Poor Casey!
Our dear sweet orange long-haired Tabby cat, Casey, with amber eyes has a severe hole in his tongue! He never ever complained, and until we saw blood on the bed where he was lying we just thought he was tired and old. But the other problem was his food wasn’t disappearing but he was drinking, and when I tried to look into his mouth it was shut tighter than a tin can! I called the vet first thing this morning since I had noticed also that he had a hard lump under his skin on his left side of his neck, and thought maybe he broke a tooth. One cat we had years ago had done that.
She told me to wake hubby and bring him in right away, Casey that is, so she could sedate him to get to the bottom of the problem.
It appears to be somewhat of a mystery still, since he is a house cat and has never been one to chomp on things like Skipper, our Bichon Frise who does eat just about everything he sees.
The hole is massive and goes all the way through. I feel like crying just thinking about it, it was horrifying seeing it when doc managed to pry his mouth open during her exam of him! She kept him for several hours to x-ray, blood work, take a biopsy, and medicate him since no real surgery is possible due to the location of the hole and it is too big and in his tongue, where she oddly enough found leaves imbedded in the wound possibly responsible for the infection. But steroids were given at the surgery as well as an IV of fluids, and soft foods were started as well as our job at home to continue with his pain medication morning and night and his penicillin too. He had lost four pounds; a lot for an eleven pound cat. Soft food will be given daily a can’s worth each day. Infection is the lesser of the two evils we are hoping for, since the other is horrendous….cancer! Hopefully not; a good sign we all agreed on was that he ate the food they were trying to give to him by syringe, he licked it right out of the bowl!
Casey is twelve now, nearly thirteen this coming January and has always been a house cat a gift from our younger son with his dog when he went into the Navy way back in 1999. His dog, a collie/Shepard mix, Andrew, named for the hurricane of the same name, since that is where he was brought home from. He had passed away years ago, 2001, from liver cancer; very quick and very sad at that time.
The biopsy report will be back by Friday, the day of reckoning one way or another, but by then he may feel so much better that we wouldn’t even know this ever happened, we hope.
On that concerned note we wish you all a good night and to all take care, and be safe, and count your blessings and I will think positive happy thoughts for Casey’s sake, OK?
She told me to wake hubby and bring him in right away, Casey that is, so she could sedate him to get to the bottom of the problem.
It appears to be somewhat of a mystery still, since he is a house cat and has never been one to chomp on things like Skipper, our Bichon Frise who does eat just about everything he sees.
The hole is massive and goes all the way through. I feel like crying just thinking about it, it was horrifying seeing it when doc managed to pry his mouth open during her exam of him! She kept him for several hours to x-ray, blood work, take a biopsy, and medicate him since no real surgery is possible due to the location of the hole and it is too big and in his tongue, where she oddly enough found leaves imbedded in the wound possibly responsible for the infection. But steroids were given at the surgery as well as an IV of fluids, and soft foods were started as well as our job at home to continue with his pain medication morning and night and his penicillin too. He had lost four pounds; a lot for an eleven pound cat. Soft food will be given daily a can’s worth each day. Infection is the lesser of the two evils we are hoping for, since the other is horrendous….cancer! Hopefully not; a good sign we all agreed on was that he ate the food they were trying to give to him by syringe, he licked it right out of the bowl!
Casey is twelve now, nearly thirteen this coming January and has always been a house cat a gift from our younger son with his dog when he went into the Navy way back in 1999. His dog, a collie/Shepard mix, Andrew, named for the hurricane of the same name, since that is where he was brought home from. He had passed away years ago, 2001, from liver cancer; very quick and very sad at that time.
The biopsy report will be back by Friday, the day of reckoning one way or another, but by then he may feel so much better that we wouldn’t even know this ever happened, we hope.
On that concerned note we wish you all a good night and to all take care, and be safe, and count your blessings and I will think positive happy thoughts for Casey’s sake, OK?
Monday, September 14, 2009
Preparing for the worst and expecting the better?
Good news for me! My A1C was all the way down to…..6.2! That means I don’t have diabetes…yet. I am still pre-diabetic and so I will just have to continue on this current route of exercise and eating carefully what is healthy.
I believe it must be the pool exercises mostly though since I have been eating fairly the same. I do suppose the pool workout is providing more help than I thought which of course is great!
We were going to also go to the grocery on our way home but I was pooped out and besides we had enough in the house for dinner anyway. And so we returned in time for my catching up with the only two Soaps I have watched for nearly forty years on and off between jobs and children et all, One Life to Live and General Hospital. If any of you out there will admit to watching them too you know that on Fridays for years they have been initiating they’re cliffhangers so you just ‘gotta’ tune in on Monday to find out how it all turns out, you know what I mean?
I can remember in the old days when they wrote in the credits, you know the roll that would come at the end of the then half hour drama they would always mention who provided the clothes along of course with hair and makeup. Little did I know that I would someday be working for one of those clothing stores, Orhbachs? And I did for quite sometime as well as Lord and Taylor who also provided clothing for many of the soaps and still does I was so proud then and returned to my catching up fulltime watching when I semi-retired for maternity leave to have our first son way back in 1972. Which in those days some went back to work but some of us didn’t, I did for a few months just before our next son was to roll along. After he was born I had pretty much bankers hours choosing jobs with their school hours in mind and then eventually have our own businesses where my hours were my own or for a few years I even had a home office; the best of both world’s. The restaurant at first was a great family business but we never could leave and we sort of lost touch with the real world, too many hours seven days a week, but the boys would come by bicycle after school.
So you can only imagine that at times it was great to have a touchstone to something familiar like OLTL and GH, a constant in my life, now more so with me home so much and the boys long gone. Hubby gets a break too, a two hour break they went to an hour each years ago, but I couldn’t tell you exactly when.
That’s why, although I don’t watch Guiding Light that has been around since 1937, would you believe, I felt their pain that it was now being cancelled, so truly sad, a real part of Americana.
Story lines for all the shows have been contemporary, hitting hard on every topic of human concern and emotions; nothing has ever been too taboo or too loony to experiment with either. Some were people returning from the dead, but also traveling to other times like going ‘back to the future’, etc. or having twins return to the show years later due to ‘contract negotiations originally breaking down and now all is smoothed over.. I wonder sometimes if not many prime time and movie consorts are not just watching to steal some of the ideas? Since we all know that in reality nothing is so original in any medium everything comes from somewhere.
Yes, we all know that Soaps have been around for years and years like the Guiding Light. Most of them did have their humble beginnings in radio and live TV, wild in those days I bet, but I believe in those days I was more into Howdy Dowdy and the likes, way back in the 1950’s.
It makes me confused on the fact why so many think it is wrong to watch TV or the Boob Tube as so many seem to believe it is. We are living in a very difficult time what’s wrong with taking the nasty bull by the horns and admitting that you enjoy what some would like to call mindless entertainment?
It can heal sad minds weary souls and be a friend to the friendless, why not claim it for what it is…a familiar form of private in home enjoyment that can sometimes educate, but mostly bring you home again around the fires of memories and of joy and of an easier time gone by…
On that bittersweet note I will wish you all a good night and to all be safe, take care and count those blessings and I will continue to search for mine.
I believe it must be the pool exercises mostly though since I have been eating fairly the same. I do suppose the pool workout is providing more help than I thought which of course is great!
We were going to also go to the grocery on our way home but I was pooped out and besides we had enough in the house for dinner anyway. And so we returned in time for my catching up with the only two Soaps I have watched for nearly forty years on and off between jobs and children et all, One Life to Live and General Hospital. If any of you out there will admit to watching them too you know that on Fridays for years they have been initiating they’re cliffhangers so you just ‘gotta’ tune in on Monday to find out how it all turns out, you know what I mean?
I can remember in the old days when they wrote in the credits, you know the roll that would come at the end of the then half hour drama they would always mention who provided the clothes along of course with hair and makeup. Little did I know that I would someday be working for one of those clothing stores, Orhbachs? And I did for quite sometime as well as Lord and Taylor who also provided clothing for many of the soaps and still does I was so proud then and returned to my catching up fulltime watching when I semi-retired for maternity leave to have our first son way back in 1972. Which in those days some went back to work but some of us didn’t, I did for a few months just before our next son was to roll along. After he was born I had pretty much bankers hours choosing jobs with their school hours in mind and then eventually have our own businesses where my hours were my own or for a few years I even had a home office; the best of both world’s. The restaurant at first was a great family business but we never could leave and we sort of lost touch with the real world, too many hours seven days a week, but the boys would come by bicycle after school.
So you can only imagine that at times it was great to have a touchstone to something familiar like OLTL and GH, a constant in my life, now more so with me home so much and the boys long gone. Hubby gets a break too, a two hour break they went to an hour each years ago, but I couldn’t tell you exactly when.
That’s why, although I don’t watch Guiding Light that has been around since 1937, would you believe, I felt their pain that it was now being cancelled, so truly sad, a real part of Americana.
Story lines for all the shows have been contemporary, hitting hard on every topic of human concern and emotions; nothing has ever been too taboo or too loony to experiment with either. Some were people returning from the dead, but also traveling to other times like going ‘back to the future’, etc. or having twins return to the show years later due to ‘contract negotiations originally breaking down and now all is smoothed over.. I wonder sometimes if not many prime time and movie consorts are not just watching to steal some of the ideas? Since we all know that in reality nothing is so original in any medium everything comes from somewhere.
Yes, we all know that Soaps have been around for years and years like the Guiding Light. Most of them did have their humble beginnings in radio and live TV, wild in those days I bet, but I believe in those days I was more into Howdy Dowdy and the likes, way back in the 1950’s.
It makes me confused on the fact why so many think it is wrong to watch TV or the Boob Tube as so many seem to believe it is. We are living in a very difficult time what’s wrong with taking the nasty bull by the horns and admitting that you enjoy what some would like to call mindless entertainment?
It can heal sad minds weary souls and be a friend to the friendless, why not claim it for what it is…a familiar form of private in home enjoyment that can sometimes educate, but mostly bring you home again around the fires of memories and of joy and of an easier time gone by…
On that bittersweet note I will wish you all a good night and to all be safe, take care and count those blessings and I will continue to search for mine.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
My day started rather badly...
In an effort to try and figure out why the arcade that we went to with my cousins, I tried to find out if they had been doing any previous advertising that perhaps I hadn’t noticed, and so I Googled it by name and location. I really thought I would find some ads that I may have missed, but what I found was slightly shocking and like an act of betrayal instead, and it was in an ad. (The place was deader than a doornail for a Friday night and I thought with my advertising background I might see if his friend’s place of business could use a little help in that department.)
You see, my cousins had not been visiting us all summer here and it was their first summer being home since they retired but they had both been hospitalized this past year. Most summers they take the entire summer and drive cross country visiting friends and family along the way. But this year they were busy hanging out at the “arcade”, now they are both in their mid-sixties, and I suppose many do, do that and usually my cousins visited Las Vegas when they went on their cross country trek, but I thought that was just because of my uncle, my cousin’s dad lives there. He’s one of my mom’s brothers, she was the oldest of five and he was the middle child and the only one left at the age of 93.
And so the invite was well received by us to find out where they had been keeping themselves all summer. When they did say they would go there almost every day being there ourselves we really, on our way home from there could not find a good reason for that to hold such a fascination for them. Casually at dinner I asked my cousins if perhaps they were partial owners and I received a very vague answer, which he said they’re many partners, about a dozen.
It was a large place square footage wise. OK, I thought then left that topic alone. My cousin is seven years older than me and he doesn’t know that I am one of those lost souls that truly believes that family should not lie to one another, since we were not really friendly as kids, but this morning I found out he doesn’t believe that as well.
Simple question I thought should receive a simple answer, right? I guess not, since the news item that I found that was from last month stating that there were 13 partners, my cousin included in the 800K price tag whether that they all were equal partners it did not say. But I still think when a newspaper knows and the world basically knows, why in heavens name wouldn’t he tell me? I was flabbergasted. I know some may say that is an over the top reaction, but I will explain to you why I was… they have been listening and commiserating about my medical issues and the fact that I can’t do this surgery or that, and within a month they have spent more than 100K between the business and their new car, and so I feel like a fool.
Oh yes, they offered to help, even offered to pay off our mortgage at one point when I mentioned that when grandpa died back in 1958 my mom the eldest told her brothers to take over grandpa’s real-estate buildings which were many and enabled both of them to retire from teaching, and she said that my dad would take care of us, but my aunt who’s husband also had MS they all decided to take care of him and his family, paying off his mortgage back then and helping with his bills. I said oh no when they offered it to me, stupid me I said my mortgage was way too big for them to do that and declined. Little did I know that they too had that kind of money, and could spend significantly more than our mortgage’s total in only one month! I am such a stupid fool…my eyes will never have surgery, and I will go blind before I am old enough for Medicare, yes we still make too much for Medicaid, and at two thousand to five thousand dollars an eye, it will be more like which comes first the chicken or the egg, but in this case which comes first my meager ability to save or Medicare at... what is it 62 or 65 or 67? You try to save anything with our not being able to get health insurance due to me being pre-existing, and having to still pay off all my hospital medical bills? I am now only 59, and in just a year and a half my cataract in my left eye went from a 3 to a 7 and it won’t be long for my right they have proven that.
I reacted so significantly to the stress I decided since that tomorrow I am going to the health department for my follow-up on my A1C test the last was a 7.1, and I was told to monitor it all this time, and so I have been, well, it was up again a wee bit too high this morning, actually the worst it has ever been before breakfast and my additional three months are up now. Tomorrow I will find out if I have to add diabetes to my repertoire of ills and whether or not I will have to be on medication for that too.
I’m a medical mess; and not able to pay for a whole bunch of stuff.
I guess you could say it was just another bad day for me.
But hubby was nice enough to take me out for a bit to the downtown street craft’s fair in River City, Punta Gorda, and then we went for a short drive since my scooter was running out of juice and needed a recharge.
Bought nothing, but it did create a more peaceful afternoon for me emotionally.
Good night to all and to all take care, be safe and count those blessings and I suppose I have to start over trying to find mine.
You see, my cousins had not been visiting us all summer here and it was their first summer being home since they retired but they had both been hospitalized this past year. Most summers they take the entire summer and drive cross country visiting friends and family along the way. But this year they were busy hanging out at the “arcade”, now they are both in their mid-sixties, and I suppose many do, do that and usually my cousins visited Las Vegas when they went on their cross country trek, but I thought that was just because of my uncle, my cousin’s dad lives there. He’s one of my mom’s brothers, she was the oldest of five and he was the middle child and the only one left at the age of 93.
And so the invite was well received by us to find out where they had been keeping themselves all summer. When they did say they would go there almost every day being there ourselves we really, on our way home from there could not find a good reason for that to hold such a fascination for them. Casually at dinner I asked my cousins if perhaps they were partial owners and I received a very vague answer, which he said they’re many partners, about a dozen.
It was a large place square footage wise. OK, I thought then left that topic alone. My cousin is seven years older than me and he doesn’t know that I am one of those lost souls that truly believes that family should not lie to one another, since we were not really friendly as kids, but this morning I found out he doesn’t believe that as well.
Simple question I thought should receive a simple answer, right? I guess not, since the news item that I found that was from last month stating that there were 13 partners, my cousin included in the 800K price tag whether that they all were equal partners it did not say. But I still think when a newspaper knows and the world basically knows, why in heavens name wouldn’t he tell me? I was flabbergasted. I know some may say that is an over the top reaction, but I will explain to you why I was… they have been listening and commiserating about my medical issues and the fact that I can’t do this surgery or that, and within a month they have spent more than 100K between the business and their new car, and so I feel like a fool.
Oh yes, they offered to help, even offered to pay off our mortgage at one point when I mentioned that when grandpa died back in 1958 my mom the eldest told her brothers to take over grandpa’s real-estate buildings which were many and enabled both of them to retire from teaching, and she said that my dad would take care of us, but my aunt who’s husband also had MS they all decided to take care of him and his family, paying off his mortgage back then and helping with his bills. I said oh no when they offered it to me, stupid me I said my mortgage was way too big for them to do that and declined. Little did I know that they too had that kind of money, and could spend significantly more than our mortgage’s total in only one month! I am such a stupid fool…my eyes will never have surgery, and I will go blind before I am old enough for Medicare, yes we still make too much for Medicaid, and at two thousand to five thousand dollars an eye, it will be more like which comes first the chicken or the egg, but in this case which comes first my meager ability to save or Medicare at... what is it 62 or 65 or 67? You try to save anything with our not being able to get health insurance due to me being pre-existing, and having to still pay off all my hospital medical bills? I am now only 59, and in just a year and a half my cataract in my left eye went from a 3 to a 7 and it won’t be long for my right they have proven that.
I reacted so significantly to the stress I decided since that tomorrow I am going to the health department for my follow-up on my A1C test the last was a 7.1, and I was told to monitor it all this time, and so I have been, well, it was up again a wee bit too high this morning, actually the worst it has ever been before breakfast and my additional three months are up now. Tomorrow I will find out if I have to add diabetes to my repertoire of ills and whether or not I will have to be on medication for that too.
I’m a medical mess; and not able to pay for a whole bunch of stuff.
I guess you could say it was just another bad day for me.
But hubby was nice enough to take me out for a bit to the downtown street craft’s fair in River City, Punta Gorda, and then we went for a short drive since my scooter was running out of juice and needed a recharge.
Bought nothing, but it did create a more peaceful afternoon for me emotionally.
Good night to all and to all take care, be safe and count those blessings and I suppose I have to start over trying to find mine.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Rain, rain...go away...come again another day...
The only way to describe how today was and unfortunately still is, is that it has been extremely gloomy, our rainfall has been relentless.
It woke me early this morning before five thirty actually! Stormy and never any brightness or sunshine even at sunrise, dark as night, and we had a few flickers of power outages with one that knocked it out for about a half an hour.
I’m the one, usually the first to be on the old fashioned land-line calling our power company, and they said it would be fixed in two hours. Well, they beat their record again, since it was only a half hour until it was fixed.
The odd thing is that they take a number for them to contact you where you can be reached for the day and to let you know how they are progressing on the repair, that’s not really the most peculiar thing…the strange thing was they kept calling to give me updates, twice, after it was already fixed! I wasn’t able to prevent it either, since you are phoned by a computer voice, disembodied entity, and you cannot respond, until the last call did ask me to hit a button if the power is still out, which I did not, and the calls finally did stop.
I am curious and I think many of you might be able to give me some feedback since we have been using this newest technological supposedly enhanced thing, for lack of a better word … you know what I am talking about, digital TV, how is yours working for you?
Ours is temperamental at times with pixels doing wild puzzle like dancing on the screen, and so we scan for new channels whenever it starts to act up, sometimes it makes it relax and fulfill our viewing needs, but at other times the newest channel is lost until we scan again. Have any of you experienced this? We also occasionally have received messages or voice-overs; have you, of emergency personnel working on their radios I suspect, interesting, huh? I thought this new concept was to free up the airwaves for them to communicate without problems or interference?
That’s all I got for you tonight hope tomorrow is a wee bit nicer…I know we beg complain and wish for this watery substance that provides so much sustenance to us especially when we are, believe it or not below our average for the year by more than ten inches, so we are told? But today gave us too much of a good thing, you know what I mean? A half an hour a day is great with rain, an hour is good too I just wish we could negotiate but as we all know that’s something that we haven’t had any control over at all! I must admit that I was happy to hear that Texas was getting the rain they needed so badly, in their southern part of their state.
On that note I will wish you all a good night, be safe and please take care and count those blessings and I will too!
It woke me early this morning before five thirty actually! Stormy and never any brightness or sunshine even at sunrise, dark as night, and we had a few flickers of power outages with one that knocked it out for about a half an hour.
I’m the one, usually the first to be on the old fashioned land-line calling our power company, and they said it would be fixed in two hours. Well, they beat their record again, since it was only a half hour until it was fixed.
The odd thing is that they take a number for them to contact you where you can be reached for the day and to let you know how they are progressing on the repair, that’s not really the most peculiar thing…the strange thing was they kept calling to give me updates, twice, after it was already fixed! I wasn’t able to prevent it either, since you are phoned by a computer voice, disembodied entity, and you cannot respond, until the last call did ask me to hit a button if the power is still out, which I did not, and the calls finally did stop.
I am curious and I think many of you might be able to give me some feedback since we have been using this newest technological supposedly enhanced thing, for lack of a better word … you know what I am talking about, digital TV, how is yours working for you?
Ours is temperamental at times with pixels doing wild puzzle like dancing on the screen, and so we scan for new channels whenever it starts to act up, sometimes it makes it relax and fulfill our viewing needs, but at other times the newest channel is lost until we scan again. Have any of you experienced this? We also occasionally have received messages or voice-overs; have you, of emergency personnel working on their radios I suspect, interesting, huh? I thought this new concept was to free up the airwaves for them to communicate without problems or interference?
That’s all I got for you tonight hope tomorrow is a wee bit nicer…I know we beg complain and wish for this watery substance that provides so much sustenance to us especially when we are, believe it or not below our average for the year by more than ten inches, so we are told? But today gave us too much of a good thing, you know what I mean? A half an hour a day is great with rain, an hour is good too I just wish we could negotiate but as we all know that’s something that we haven’t had any control over at all! I must admit that I was happy to hear that Texas was getting the rain they needed so badly, in their southern part of their state.
On that note I will wish you all a good night, be safe and please take care and count those blessings and I will too!
Friday, September 11, 2009
Forgetfulness and another pleasant evening.
Yesterday, 9-10-09 was the 49th Anniversary of Hurricane Donna, a 160 MPH storm killing 13 people in this area of southwest Florida. We, as Charley survivors can only imagine what they all went through and wonder if it is still as fresh to them as what Charley seems to be to us.
Port Charlotte Florida made the number one spot in Money Magazine as the best place in America to retire: for more info go to: http://money.cnn.com/galleries/2009/moneymag/0909/gallery.bpretire_top25.moneymag/index.html
Of course everyone knows that today is the eighth anniversary of that horrendous day of 9/11, and we all remember where we were at the time. I don’t think I have met too many that haven’t had their own personal contact or a story of that day and so many individuals that have known someone on that day that they too had lost.
Personally, my best friend’s husband's law associates were in one of the towers, and our niece’s best friend's father was the pilot in the plane that crashed in Pennsylvania, our younger son lost friends in the Pentagon, his Naval friends, and a dear friend here in Florida lost her nephew who worked for one of the financial firms in one of the towers as well. We as a nation were equally touched, no, actually as a world of caring human beings; except for the ones who perpetrated this horrible deed!
Now to tonight we met our cousins at the arcade that they enjoy, but immediately left that parking lot to have an early dinner at a sports bar restaurant across the road from there that you’re all familiar with, and the three out of four of us ordered salads. And they were delish, and the fourth ordered the roast beef mini sandwiches with fries and gravy that my hubby did enjoy also!
After dinner we went back to the arcade to play some high action games that require quick sharp eyes and decision making, and unfortunately, I am lacking in both. But I did spend an enjoyable hour playing with the buttons, hubby went his way and I suppose he had a pleasant time too. We left in not too long a period of time, and arrived back here at a decent time before eight P.M.
We had rather a precarious journey there first the traffic was great due to it being rush hour and then we had a torrential downpour, and topped it all off with the cars ABS light flashing on, and us needing to pull off the road to make sure our brakes were all right.
As you can tell it was after all was said and done.
Good night to all, and to all be safe, please take care and count those blessings and I will too!
Port Charlotte Florida made the number one spot in Money Magazine as the best place in America to retire: for more info go to: http://money.cnn.com/galleries/2009/moneymag/0909/gallery.bpretire_top25.moneymag/index.html
Of course everyone knows that today is the eighth anniversary of that horrendous day of 9/11, and we all remember where we were at the time. I don’t think I have met too many that haven’t had their own personal contact or a story of that day and so many individuals that have known someone on that day that they too had lost.
Personally, my best friend’s husband's law associates were in one of the towers, and our niece’s best friend's father was the pilot in the plane that crashed in Pennsylvania, our younger son lost friends in the Pentagon, his Naval friends, and a dear friend here in Florida lost her nephew who worked for one of the financial firms in one of the towers as well. We as a nation were equally touched, no, actually as a world of caring human beings; except for the ones who perpetrated this horrible deed!
Now to tonight we met our cousins at the arcade that they enjoy, but immediately left that parking lot to have an early dinner at a sports bar restaurant across the road from there that you’re all familiar with, and the three out of four of us ordered salads. And they were delish, and the fourth ordered the roast beef mini sandwiches with fries and gravy that my hubby did enjoy also!
After dinner we went back to the arcade to play some high action games that require quick sharp eyes and decision making, and unfortunately, I am lacking in both. But I did spend an enjoyable hour playing with the buttons, hubby went his way and I suppose he had a pleasant time too. We left in not too long a period of time, and arrived back here at a decent time before eight P.M.
We had rather a precarious journey there first the traffic was great due to it being rush hour and then we had a torrential downpour, and topped it all off with the cars ABS light flashing on, and us needing to pull off the road to make sure our brakes were all right.
As you can tell it was after all was said and done.
Good night to all, and to all be safe, please take care and count those blessings and I will too!
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Important items in the news
Ellen of the Ellen Show fame has a new job this January, and the only way you wouldn't know what I am talking about is if you lived under a rock, and I take it you don't, right?
No, she didn’t accept a congressional position yet. I bet you do know…she is the new judge for American Idol! Some are questioning her experience in the music industry; well…she claims she has none. Her claim to fame for this particular venture is just plain and simple that she is a fan of the show and will represent us the American fans in that aspect, but has an in with the remainder of the judges, and did a short stint this summer as an associated show “So you think you can dance?”, as a judge for that. PS she will be keeping her daytime gig, so all of her fans can rest easy too.
Below is my comment on the president’s speech about healthcare reform that he presented last night, and that is when I wrote it too, but the channel that said I could comment online… for some reason forgot to leave an opening for me to write this, but as you can see I did save it for all of you, so I am somewhat vindicated.
“Our president, Mr. Obama seems to hear us Americans and that we do need a health care reform bill and comprehensive plan. He appears to listen with true compassion and honesty. I hope it will turn out the way he suggests! Please listen to him in a bi-partisan way America!” stated by me, Tobi.
In addition to this… is that he addressed all stupidity including the supposed inclusion in the healthcare bill of killing of the elderly, and paying for illegal immigrants to be covered by the bill, which were of course ridiculous concepts.
The non regular Joe Wilson, a congressman that called our commander-in-chief a liar during his heartfelt speech has recanted and apologized quickly, what a guy…NOT!
I thought politicos were supposed to have more self control than the mass population, but time and time again they seem to prove otherwise; how sad.
All I ask all Americans is to be better informed with the facts before saying horrible things about our president.
On that pleading note of concern I will bid you all a good night, please take care, and be safe, and count those blessings, and I will count mine too!
No, she didn’t accept a congressional position yet. I bet you do know…she is the new judge for American Idol! Some are questioning her experience in the music industry; well…she claims she has none. Her claim to fame for this particular venture is just plain and simple that she is a fan of the show and will represent us the American fans in that aspect, but has an in with the remainder of the judges, and did a short stint this summer as an associated show “So you think you can dance?”, as a judge for that. PS she will be keeping her daytime gig, so all of her fans can rest easy too.
Below is my comment on the president’s speech about healthcare reform that he presented last night, and that is when I wrote it too, but the channel that said I could comment online… for some reason forgot to leave an opening for me to write this, but as you can see I did save it for all of you, so I am somewhat vindicated.
“Our president, Mr. Obama seems to hear us Americans and that we do need a health care reform bill and comprehensive plan. He appears to listen with true compassion and honesty. I hope it will turn out the way he suggests! Please listen to him in a bi-partisan way America!” stated by me, Tobi.
In addition to this… is that he addressed all stupidity including the supposed inclusion in the healthcare bill of killing of the elderly, and paying for illegal immigrants to be covered by the bill, which were of course ridiculous concepts.
The non regular Joe Wilson, a congressman that called our commander-in-chief a liar during his heartfelt speech has recanted and apologized quickly, what a guy…NOT!
I thought politicos were supposed to have more self control than the mass population, but time and time again they seem to prove otherwise; how sad.
All I ask all Americans is to be better informed with the facts before saying horrible things about our president.
On that pleading note of concern I will bid you all a good night, please take care, and be safe, and count those blessings, and I will count mine too!
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
This evening we had a pleasant ...
We ate out this evening at one of our usual haunts by the local home store, a healthy soup and salad place, and we had pleasant company too. My retired teacher cousins came down for a first time in a long time and so we had an enjoyable experience with our conversations, catching up, and riding in their new car a silver colored Acura. It is just the right size and comfort also.
I suspect it was all right and agreeable to them as well since they invited us up by them to a casino that they enjoy for this Friday. A friend of theirs has opened his second one, and this one is supposed to look like the ones in Las Vegas that should be interesting.
You see, though unless you are Native American in Florida you cannot have actual gambling, unless you go out past the limit by boat, but the friends is the type where you win prizes and gift certificates, which is allowed in this state.
Right now I am fairly pooped so I will close early and wish you all a good night, and please take care, be safe, and count those blessings and I will too, yep me too! How about that?
I suspect it was all right and agreeable to them as well since they invited us up by them to a casino that they enjoy for this Friday. A friend of theirs has opened his second one, and this one is supposed to look like the ones in Las Vegas that should be interesting.
You see, though unless you are Native American in Florida you cannot have actual gambling, unless you go out past the limit by boat, but the friends is the type where you win prizes and gift certificates, which is allowed in this state.
Right now I am fairly pooped so I will close early and wish you all a good night, and please take care, be safe, and count those blessings and I will too, yep me too! How about that?
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Well, good evening... finally!
This has been a hectic 36 hours, since our computer crashed yesterday morning, and it has been a nasty hard recovery for these nearly two days!
But Hubby's diligence and perseverance made tonight happen.
I just wanted to check in and let you know that is why last night I was not here!
Unfortunately, within the last several hours as hard as we tried to salvage the data like the precious other writings of mine as well as the beautiful pictures that we coveted...sadly, they appear to be all gone.
It is a miracle, alas a small one compared to the more interesting and important ones if life, in the respect that we have not had to give up totally and that during this period proving to ourselves just how stick-to-itiveness really can work.Hubby never quit on this, but at times I threw up my hands in overwhelming frustration.
All in all it took his ability of trying harder to succeed to win the war of the computer's not too soon demise and for it to become renewed.
Did you see the presidents' speech to the children today at noon on C-span?
We did; it comes in on our PBS Florida channel.
I thought it was very encouraging for our youngsters, and I do hope that all those qualms that people were concerned about have now been laid to rest!
I am truly exhausted tonight, physically and emotionally, and so I will bid you all a good night, be safe, take care, and count those blessings and I suppose I should too!
But Hubby's diligence and perseverance made tonight happen.
I just wanted to check in and let you know that is why last night I was not here!
Unfortunately, within the last several hours as hard as we tried to salvage the data like the precious other writings of mine as well as the beautiful pictures that we coveted...sadly, they appear to be all gone.
It is a miracle, alas a small one compared to the more interesting and important ones if life, in the respect that we have not had to give up totally and that during this period proving to ourselves just how stick-to-itiveness really can work.Hubby never quit on this, but at times I threw up my hands in overwhelming frustration.
All in all it took his ability of trying harder to succeed to win the war of the computer's not too soon demise and for it to become renewed.
Did you see the presidents' speech to the children today at noon on C-span?
We did; it comes in on our PBS Florida channel.
I thought it was very encouraging for our youngsters, and I do hope that all those qualms that people were concerned about have now been laid to rest!
I am truly exhausted tonight, physically and emotionally, and so I will bid you all a good night, be safe, take care, and count those blessings and I suppose I should too!
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Our Marley dog...
I am talking about the famous one of book and movie fame, our little Skipper has somewhat of a reputation of not listening so well in the public arena, and so I affectionately call him a Marley. If you haven’t read the book or seen the movie I will explain encapsulate: he, puppy Marley is a beautiful yellow Labrador with questionable parentage, and so he is the bargain basement one of the litter.
Unfortunately, he is not trainable by any humans including his adoptive Mom and Dad who tend to let him have his way, mostly because he is so lovable in spite of being what any child of the same nature would be called incorrigible. After everything is tried to make him more civilized and all of it fails, many times they really come to terms with this spoiled Childs misbehaving and consider returning him or giving him away. The story goes on about the birth of his three human siblings and their addition to the family too and how they all love him, and they all go through those trials and tribulations that all families do, but in the end he wins the hearts of the family and dies a heart wrenching death at the ripe old age of fifteen stealing their love all the way.
Our Skipper is somewhat of a Marley in nature, but he only misbehaves when non family members are present making them believe that he is always rambunctious, which he is not. He is now five years old and loves to see people but gets a bit wild in their presence. But last Saturday we took him to a 4Paws, a first at our Cultural Center for all our four-footed friends’ type expo, and they were invited to come too, and so we all went.
He does love other dogs and pretty much ignores them when out and about except for subtle hellos. I do believe it was the set up of all the vendors that threw him for a loop, so much action created that the wild child in him that went slightly rogue, and so hubby had to take him out of the building several times to calm down. Oh, you are concerned because I said rogue, not vicious just barking and excited by jumping on his lead, he is never ever vicious just excited. He is a rather handsome specimen too, especially after he has just been groomed, which he had been just days before.
His collar which has always been electric blue has a tendency to fade due to the chlorine in the pool which he does enjoy swimming in, and so when I saw an adorable electric blue nautical style collar on sale there I bought it from the vendor.
And guess what she said after we put it on him?
That if we take a digital picture of him wearing the collar and send it to her by email that he would be one of her models on her site! http://www.ppyluv.com/index.html This is the site, she did keep her promise, and now he is her cover boy for the month too! Our little dog-child or mog, as our younger son used to call his dog, using the combination of man and dog to form the word mog.
Any-who, he is quite the model, but you can see for yourselves.
On that pleasant note I will wish you all a good night and to all be safe, take care, and count those blessings, and I suppose I should too!
Unfortunately, he is not trainable by any humans including his adoptive Mom and Dad who tend to let him have his way, mostly because he is so lovable in spite of being what any child of the same nature would be called incorrigible. After everything is tried to make him more civilized and all of it fails, many times they really come to terms with this spoiled Childs misbehaving and consider returning him or giving him away. The story goes on about the birth of his three human siblings and their addition to the family too and how they all love him, and they all go through those trials and tribulations that all families do, but in the end he wins the hearts of the family and dies a heart wrenching death at the ripe old age of fifteen stealing their love all the way.
Our Skipper is somewhat of a Marley in nature, but he only misbehaves when non family members are present making them believe that he is always rambunctious, which he is not. He is now five years old and loves to see people but gets a bit wild in their presence. But last Saturday we took him to a 4Paws, a first at our Cultural Center for all our four-footed friends’ type expo, and they were invited to come too, and so we all went.
He does love other dogs and pretty much ignores them when out and about except for subtle hellos. I do believe it was the set up of all the vendors that threw him for a loop, so much action created that the wild child in him that went slightly rogue, and so hubby had to take him out of the building several times to calm down. Oh, you are concerned because I said rogue, not vicious just barking and excited by jumping on his lead, he is never ever vicious just excited. He is a rather handsome specimen too, especially after he has just been groomed, which he had been just days before.
His collar which has always been electric blue has a tendency to fade due to the chlorine in the pool which he does enjoy swimming in, and so when I saw an adorable electric blue nautical style collar on sale there I bought it from the vendor.
And guess what she said after we put it on him?
That if we take a digital picture of him wearing the collar and send it to her by email that he would be one of her models on her site! http://www.ppyluv.com/index.html This is the site, she did keep her promise, and now he is her cover boy for the month too! Our little dog-child or mog, as our younger son used to call his dog, using the combination of man and dog to form the word mog.
Any-who, he is quite the model, but you can see for yourselves.
On that pleasant note I will wish you all a good night and to all be safe, take care, and count those blessings, and I suppose I should too!
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Doing everything right for a change and waiting on those benefits to kick in!
They, whoever they are, in this case it is the Heart Association, recommends that all women over fifty get exercise in any of one these forms, dancing, gardening or swimming at least three times a week for a half an hour or more.
Having had dancing lessons for about fourteen years as a child and a lover of all that I did, it was painful for me to be told years ago that was one of the things I would have to give up, it was nearly two decades prior to that, that I was told the same thing about horseback riding; another one of those things that I used to love to do, and I had taken lessons on English saddle for a few years, also as a child. Oh, you are wondering why. My back injuries, and disc bulges, etc. the same theory that if you do those things if will get worse, and if it hurts when you do that, don’t do that!
But water exercise is beneficial for everyone, in any condition, as you have heard me continuously say whenever given the chance. And so as I mentioned that is in my weekly schedule, and now, this morning I incorporated a little bit of gardening too!
It is a little more complicated, but as I have said before where there is a will there is always a way, and I found one.
I requested and enlisted hubby’s help. You see yesterday I felt that the original tomato garden under the sunroom window that was now bare, since the tomato plants had expired, a natural death after producing quite well in their season.
The space looked so sad and empty, and so yesterday I entered the home store with a special mission in mind, and acquired small bedding plants to adorn the space that cried out for some attention.
Oh, hubby’s help? Yes, he moved all the plants, mulch etc. in the back yard on the patio and there I can maneuver myself by holding onto that furniture out there and he also then brought out the rolling garden seat to there as well, and so that they would all be ready for my morning project to get started when it would still be cool, in the low to mid seventies.
This morning I accomplished my mission within a little over an hour all was planted, fertilized and watered. The mulch was to wait till hubby was available, which he was later this same morning and he mulched the new garden and put down the weed preventative as well, and he watered that in too! Now it looks much better and happier. The plants chosen were in the red tones, since I recently learned while watching my beloved PBS TV programs that red flowering plants do not attract Bumble Bees, which I am allergic to, but they will attract butterflies and humming birds, what a good deal I say! Who can argue with that?
I will wish you all a good night, take care, be safe, and count those blessings….mine are coming closer to reality with me helping me, and thinking better and figuring out how to accomplish the things I used to love to do and doing them!
Having had dancing lessons for about fourteen years as a child and a lover of all that I did, it was painful for me to be told years ago that was one of the things I would have to give up, it was nearly two decades prior to that, that I was told the same thing about horseback riding; another one of those things that I used to love to do, and I had taken lessons on English saddle for a few years, also as a child. Oh, you are wondering why. My back injuries, and disc bulges, etc. the same theory that if you do those things if will get worse, and if it hurts when you do that, don’t do that!
But water exercise is beneficial for everyone, in any condition, as you have heard me continuously say whenever given the chance. And so as I mentioned that is in my weekly schedule, and now, this morning I incorporated a little bit of gardening too!
It is a little more complicated, but as I have said before where there is a will there is always a way, and I found one.
I requested and enlisted hubby’s help. You see yesterday I felt that the original tomato garden under the sunroom window that was now bare, since the tomato plants had expired, a natural death after producing quite well in their season.
The space looked so sad and empty, and so yesterday I entered the home store with a special mission in mind, and acquired small bedding plants to adorn the space that cried out for some attention.
Oh, hubby’s help? Yes, he moved all the plants, mulch etc. in the back yard on the patio and there I can maneuver myself by holding onto that furniture out there and he also then brought out the rolling garden seat to there as well, and so that they would all be ready for my morning project to get started when it would still be cool, in the low to mid seventies.
This morning I accomplished my mission within a little over an hour all was planted, fertilized and watered. The mulch was to wait till hubby was available, which he was later this same morning and he mulched the new garden and put down the weed preventative as well, and he watered that in too! Now it looks much better and happier. The plants chosen were in the red tones, since I recently learned while watching my beloved PBS TV programs that red flowering plants do not attract Bumble Bees, which I am allergic to, but they will attract butterflies and humming birds, what a good deal I say! Who can argue with that?
I will wish you all a good night, take care, be safe, and count those blessings….mine are coming closer to reality with me helping me, and thinking better and figuring out how to accomplish the things I used to love to do and doing them!
Friday, September 4, 2009
Kim Novak was being interviewed live tonight ...
I know me too, I thought Kim Novak died years ago; but she didn’t….she is still alive and well at 76, and this kid could not possibly be her in the interview that was live tonight on my local news! The only reason I was mistaken was because the first Kim Novak hasn’t been in any movies since 1991, oops my bad.
Well, this one was a college co-ed, also a blonde, and she was being asked her opinion on student teacher fraternizing, to be more specific…dating and I believe she thought it was not a good idea.
I wonder what the original model, Kim Novak would have said if asked?
Interestingly, there is a whole generation, next, of some of those popular previous used or as I like to call them in this day and age, recycled names…why even our younger son went to school with a singing and acting fellow also named, Robert Goulet, would you believe? And our son is only 33 now. The original Robert Goulet lived circa 1933 – 2007, and will be most fondly remembered for his role in Camelot, I am sure.
“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet." Shakespeare’s Juliet pondered.
Although, you got to hand it to some today on originality, names of fruit or inanimate objects are hard to put on a kid for his or hers moniker for into perpetuity, or they always can legally change it? But why; I ask why do that to them in the first place?
Having somewhat of an unusual name myself, I suppose I refused to go the too creative route with our sons’ names and so theirs are much more commonly accepted ones. The best part of that is they both are happy with our choices.
It’s true that a name like your appearance in a true and just society should not cause what you are inside to blind anyone to the real you and your abilities, and worthiness for employment, but let’s face it, it does. People are judgmental especially when you’re being thought of for a job. We as employers want the total package …intelligence, a clean neat appearance and would prefer a name of a person instead of a fruit, like just say, Banana or Cornflakes, or even Comforter?
Now does that sound right to you?
No, of course not, but some think it is just fine or cute or both.
I bet you know a person who has one of those recycled names, Sam Davis, comes to mind…Marion Wayne, or Duke, or John?
Well, maybe not any of those but you got the idea.
At least it’s not as weird as some of those last names I had mixed emotions about repeating while a young credit manager…someone actually had the last name of a men’s room toilet appliance, and was that embarrassing to say as a 21 year calling the woman…Mrs. Urinyl, as the maker is my witness that was her real name!
Take care, good night, be safe, and count your blessings and I will continue to look for mine.
Well, this one was a college co-ed, also a blonde, and she was being asked her opinion on student teacher fraternizing, to be more specific…dating and I believe she thought it was not a good idea.
I wonder what the original model, Kim Novak would have said if asked?
Interestingly, there is a whole generation, next, of some of those popular previous used or as I like to call them in this day and age, recycled names…why even our younger son went to school with a singing and acting fellow also named, Robert Goulet, would you believe? And our son is only 33 now. The original Robert Goulet lived circa 1933 – 2007, and will be most fondly remembered for his role in Camelot, I am sure.
“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet." Shakespeare’s Juliet pondered.
Although, you got to hand it to some today on originality, names of fruit or inanimate objects are hard to put on a kid for his or hers moniker for into perpetuity, or they always can legally change it? But why; I ask why do that to them in the first place?
Having somewhat of an unusual name myself, I suppose I refused to go the too creative route with our sons’ names and so theirs are much more commonly accepted ones. The best part of that is they both are happy with our choices.
It’s true that a name like your appearance in a true and just society should not cause what you are inside to blind anyone to the real you and your abilities, and worthiness for employment, but let’s face it, it does. People are judgmental especially when you’re being thought of for a job. We as employers want the total package …intelligence, a clean neat appearance and would prefer a name of a person instead of a fruit, like just say, Banana or Cornflakes, or even Comforter?
Now does that sound right to you?
No, of course not, but some think it is just fine or cute or both.
I bet you know a person who has one of those recycled names, Sam Davis, comes to mind…Marion Wayne, or Duke, or John?
Well, maybe not any of those but you got the idea.
At least it’s not as weird as some of those last names I had mixed emotions about repeating while a young credit manager…someone actually had the last name of a men’s room toilet appliance, and was that embarrassing to say as a 21 year calling the woman…Mrs. Urinyl, as the maker is my witness that was her real name!
Take care, good night, be safe, and count your blessings and I will continue to look for mine.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
I was wrong, but I have been before!
Sometimes I do go out on a limb and guess things incorrectly or dare I say wr...ong, there I said it, I said that I was wrong; hubby guessed right and I guessed wr..o..n..g. Oh, on what? You are wondering? Oh that’s right, I haven’t mentioned what I am talking about; do you really want to know? I’ll take your silence as a yes.
Our neighbor’s evening outdoor project, well, it turns out that he was actually installing one of those roll-up canopies.
We had one years ago on our upper deck of our bi-level home, in New Jersey they work quite well, and the best part is in the wind you can close them quickly, but they are great for making shade effectively, great idea… neigh…way to go!
He can’t hear me and even if he could I doubt he would care very much about my opinion, few do.
Moving on from the sublime to the just plain odd, in my opinion, but we all know how much that is worth, any-who, why did it take seventy days to bury MJ? For you non in the business peeps, Michael Jackson, they did do more than enough labs and fluids and examinations on the man’s body to keep CSIs busy enough for years and years; plus they already determined it was murder weeks ago, right? I’m confused, doesn’t that seem rather a long time to you? Best to let me know when you know, OK?
Florida is in the rainy season but in reverse. Oh, you need me to explain? Not a drought, oh no, we are getting our rain sure enough, you betcha, but in the mornings not in the afternoons like it used to be. I guess beggars can’t be choosers. Some aren’t getting any, and we should be happy about the fact that we are, right? Right, of course I am right, sometimes anyway.
Centennial Bank right here in River City got robbed this morning. We have had quite a few of them lately, but this bank robber was unique, not by his demeanor or by his clothing, oh no, by his mode of transportation….he escaped by bicycle! Guess he was fuel conscious or maybe just a fuel/fool, and a wee bit green?
On that interesting bit of useless information I will bid you all a good night and to all be safe, take care, and count those blessings and mine are showing up a tad late, but more than likely better since late is better than never, huh?
Our neighbor’s evening outdoor project, well, it turns out that he was actually installing one of those roll-up canopies.
We had one years ago on our upper deck of our bi-level home, in New Jersey they work quite well, and the best part is in the wind you can close them quickly, but they are great for making shade effectively, great idea… neigh…way to go!
He can’t hear me and even if he could I doubt he would care very much about my opinion, few do.
Moving on from the sublime to the just plain odd, in my opinion, but we all know how much that is worth, any-who, why did it take seventy days to bury MJ? For you non in the business peeps, Michael Jackson, they did do more than enough labs and fluids and examinations on the man’s body to keep CSIs busy enough for years and years; plus they already determined it was murder weeks ago, right? I’m confused, doesn’t that seem rather a long time to you? Best to let me know when you know, OK?
Florida is in the rainy season but in reverse. Oh, you need me to explain? Not a drought, oh no, we are getting our rain sure enough, you betcha, but in the mornings not in the afternoons like it used to be. I guess beggars can’t be choosers. Some aren’t getting any, and we should be happy about the fact that we are, right? Right, of course I am right, sometimes anyway.
Centennial Bank right here in River City got robbed this morning. We have had quite a few of them lately, but this bank robber was unique, not by his demeanor or by his clothing, oh no, by his mode of transportation….he escaped by bicycle! Guess he was fuel conscious or maybe just a fuel/fool, and a wee bit green?
On that interesting bit of useless information I will bid you all a good night and to all be safe, take care, and count those blessings and mine are showing up a tad late, but more than likely better since late is better than never, huh?
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Enjoying nosiness...
I am looking out of our sunroom window across the canal at the home adjacent to our Canadian friends, who are up north right now. Their neighbor to their right facing us, which would be our left view, is installing some brackets onto his home at the roof line and this was started yesterday.
I’m guessing it is an additional screen porch; they are from New England and seem to enjoy many screening rooms. They have one on the front and one on the side of their home.
We learned fairly early on that the screen rooms are nice but harbor much mildew due to our high humidity, and so with the three homes that we have owned in Florida in the twenty-three years we have been here, we made those bonus rooms into additional enclosed air-conditioned rooms.
Oh well, perhaps they prefer them, but the one fact most newbie northerners forget when you live by moving water like a saltwater canal that goes directly to a harbor like ours does, mosquitoes are thankfully a rarity!
Pet peeves abound: I can’t understand people who think that your way of life is no good, because it doesn’t jive with their ways of thinking. Most people live beyond their means that is a fact, and was proven most recently by what has happened in our economy, and have to work harder to catch up or compete. What’s wrong with living below or within your means and accepting that and enjoying the simplicity of it all?
Not to say that we live in the woods in a tent or with an outhouse, we have more than enough of our creature comforts met, and I feel we live quite well.
Perception, I am very low maintenance, as they say, for I never ask for materialistic things or feel that I need them, but that is not to say we don’t have them we have an inground pool, and a boat and live on a canal that goes straight to the harbor.
We are fortunate at this point in our lives to realize what is truly important though; waking each morning and having someone who truly cares about you.
News clip this evening happened to mention how helpful water exercise is for Multiple Sclerosis and there is a free class being taught not far from here in the city of Cape Coral in Lee County, not far from Fort Myers. Well, I have known that for years since I am a certified Aquacize instructor for all these years and I did actually teach for about four years locally I stopped in 2001 when I had to have hand surgery, but if was through the Arthritis Foundation that I received my certification, and it was open to anyone who needed that sort of thing including people with MS. And so for the last several weeks I have been back in our pool three times a week and giving myself my own class for some days nearly as long as two hours but mostly over an hour, pretty good if I do say so myself, and I do! Our swimming season here is pretty long since we are in the southwestern part of our state, as long as November sometimes with using our solar panels to keep it at the optimal temperature, around 85 or so.
People out there if you are reading this I do thank you profusely, and will wish you all a good night and take care, be safe, and count your blessings and mine are coming closer to my reality!
PS: Our neighbor stopped his construction, but he still works during the day he is younger than us and this is his after work project, and so he probably is having dinner by now.
I’m guessing it is an additional screen porch; they are from New England and seem to enjoy many screening rooms. They have one on the front and one on the side of their home.
We learned fairly early on that the screen rooms are nice but harbor much mildew due to our high humidity, and so with the three homes that we have owned in Florida in the twenty-three years we have been here, we made those bonus rooms into additional enclosed air-conditioned rooms.
Oh well, perhaps they prefer them, but the one fact most newbie northerners forget when you live by moving water like a saltwater canal that goes directly to a harbor like ours does, mosquitoes are thankfully a rarity!
Pet peeves abound: I can’t understand people who think that your way of life is no good, because it doesn’t jive with their ways of thinking. Most people live beyond their means that is a fact, and was proven most recently by what has happened in our economy, and have to work harder to catch up or compete. What’s wrong with living below or within your means and accepting that and enjoying the simplicity of it all?
Not to say that we live in the woods in a tent or with an outhouse, we have more than enough of our creature comforts met, and I feel we live quite well.
Perception, I am very low maintenance, as they say, for I never ask for materialistic things or feel that I need them, but that is not to say we don’t have them we have an inground pool, and a boat and live on a canal that goes straight to the harbor.
We are fortunate at this point in our lives to realize what is truly important though; waking each morning and having someone who truly cares about you.
News clip this evening happened to mention how helpful water exercise is for Multiple Sclerosis and there is a free class being taught not far from here in the city of Cape Coral in Lee County, not far from Fort Myers. Well, I have known that for years since I am a certified Aquacize instructor for all these years and I did actually teach for about four years locally I stopped in 2001 when I had to have hand surgery, but if was through the Arthritis Foundation that I received my certification, and it was open to anyone who needed that sort of thing including people with MS. And so for the last several weeks I have been back in our pool three times a week and giving myself my own class for some days nearly as long as two hours but mostly over an hour, pretty good if I do say so myself, and I do! Our swimming season here is pretty long since we are in the southwestern part of our state, as long as November sometimes with using our solar panels to keep it at the optimal temperature, around 85 or so.
People out there if you are reading this I do thank you profusely, and will wish you all a good night and take care, be safe, and count your blessings and mine are coming closer to my reality!
PS: Our neighbor stopped his construction, but he still works during the day he is younger than us and this is his after work project, and so he probably is having dinner by now.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
I found the stats that make us all crazy and I found them to be obscene
Shock therapy… let’s put it this way if you fall into any of these below groups financially then you are in a very difficult situation and my heart goes out to you…but if you just thought you were poor…this puts it all into perspective and teaches you what financially poor really is:
2007 Poverty Thresholds, Selected Family Types:
Single Individual
Under 65 years
$ 10,787
65 years & older
$ 9,944
Single Parent
One child
$ 14,291
Two children
$ 16,705
Two Adults
No children
$ 13,884
One child
$ 16,689
Two children
$ 21,027
Three children
$ 24,744
For more information go to, copy and paste: http://www.npc.umich.edu/poverty/#1
In 2007, 12.5 percent of all persons lived in poverty. In 1993 the poverty rate was 15.1 percent. Between 1993 and 2000, the poverty rate fell each year, reaching 11.3 percent in 2000. But we all know that sadly the rate over the last two years has gone up significantly, the numbers just aren’t out yet.
In comparison to the rest of our country we, personally, in reality our income is nearly three times the amount stated for two adults with no children, but we are not rich by anybodies standard, but this is just another realization that things could be a whole lot worse, and we are still OK after all! Only wish we knew how to help those others…and wish that we had the ability to come up with the way to lift them up…
In the process of dealing with our reality of minimal problems we somehow forgot about the others, people who really do have life hard, but somehow know how to manage in spite of it or perhaps some could be soured by their situation. Though what I have heard more times than not many down trodden individuals find solace in helping each other, and I do know that has worked for me in the past emotionally. Helping other has an uncanny way of getting you to forget about your own problems. You see, though this time I really am in somewhat of a dilemma of being between a rock and a hard place since I longer can drive, and walking is another issue too, but one of my favorite sayings is: where there is a will there is a way.
I will have to figure it out; if I can, I definitely will try; that perseverance thing again.
I won an award for perseverance in my senior year in high school from the Berkeley Business School for business acumen.
But when I feel the most helpless in life I call upon those guts of trial and error and fearlessness to work in all other circumstances, and it does seem to help!
If you recall I began this Blog tonight with the facts of poverty, but that is the monetary dry numbers not the cost of peoples needs and lives and loves and education et all.
Most impoverished people do have programs available to help them but many are too uneducated or not aware to know how to access them; thus the dropping the ball theory and how it continues generationally.
There are not enough people involved governmentally to aid individuals to get to those resources. All in all it seems to be a part of our American landscape if you know where to look, and aren’t fearful to go to those locations. We all know about the negativity of gangs and ghettos, but these things are nothing new, all nationalities of people have had gangs and ghettos throughout the history of the world. Go to, copy and paste: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ghetto,
and http://historyofgangs.net/
The reality of history is that we do repeat it, and sometimes the most unfortunate parts of it; there goes the most contentious statement that: we study history so we don’t repeat it!
On that thought provoking topic I will bid you all good night, be safe, take care, and count those blessings…while mine are becoming more tangible each day!
2007 Poverty Thresholds, Selected Family Types:
Single Individual
Under 65 years
$ 10,787
65 years & older
$ 9,944
Single Parent
One child
$ 14,291
Two children
$ 16,705
Two Adults
No children
$ 13,884
One child
$ 16,689
Two children
$ 21,027
Three children
$ 24,744
For more information go to, copy and paste: http://www.npc.umich.edu/poverty/#1
In 2007, 12.5 percent of all persons lived in poverty. In 1993 the poverty rate was 15.1 percent. Between 1993 and 2000, the poverty rate fell each year, reaching 11.3 percent in 2000. But we all know that sadly the rate over the last two years has gone up significantly, the numbers just aren’t out yet.
In comparison to the rest of our country we, personally, in reality our income is nearly three times the amount stated for two adults with no children, but we are not rich by anybodies standard, but this is just another realization that things could be a whole lot worse, and we are still OK after all! Only wish we knew how to help those others…and wish that we had the ability to come up with the way to lift them up…
In the process of dealing with our reality of minimal problems we somehow forgot about the others, people who really do have life hard, but somehow know how to manage in spite of it or perhaps some could be soured by their situation. Though what I have heard more times than not many down trodden individuals find solace in helping each other, and I do know that has worked for me in the past emotionally. Helping other has an uncanny way of getting you to forget about your own problems. You see, though this time I really am in somewhat of a dilemma of being between a rock and a hard place since I longer can drive, and walking is another issue too, but one of my favorite sayings is: where there is a will there is a way.
I will have to figure it out; if I can, I definitely will try; that perseverance thing again.
I won an award for perseverance in my senior year in high school from the Berkeley Business School for business acumen.
But when I feel the most helpless in life I call upon those guts of trial and error and fearlessness to work in all other circumstances, and it does seem to help!
If you recall I began this Blog tonight with the facts of poverty, but that is the monetary dry numbers not the cost of peoples needs and lives and loves and education et all.
Most impoverished people do have programs available to help them but many are too uneducated or not aware to know how to access them; thus the dropping the ball theory and how it continues generationally.
There are not enough people involved governmentally to aid individuals to get to those resources. All in all it seems to be a part of our American landscape if you know where to look, and aren’t fearful to go to those locations. We all know about the negativity of gangs and ghettos, but these things are nothing new, all nationalities of people have had gangs and ghettos throughout the history of the world. Go to, copy and paste: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ghetto,
and http://historyofgangs.net/
The reality of history is that we do repeat it, and sometimes the most unfortunate parts of it; there goes the most contentious statement that: we study history so we don’t repeat it!
On that thought provoking topic I will bid you all good night, be safe, take care, and count those blessings…while mine are becoming more tangible each day!
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