Saturday, December 31, 2011

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

As early as it is (8:41 P.M. EST), yes, we did go to the neighbors for the late afternoon evening, and had a lovely dinner and fine company.
Unfortunately, between last night and right now my head, sinuses, ears and eyes have been behaving badly and so I will make this the shortest one of my blogs ever!
Last night I was up most of it, and I am back on the eye antibiotic salve, saline nasal spray and alcohol on cotton balls in each ear, a few aspirin and I was good for three hours, and tonight is proving to be more of the same.
It is NO FUN!!!

On that not too informative note allow me to truly wish you all a very HAPPY NEW YEAR and to ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Friday, December 30, 2011

Race!?

The word ‘RACE’ is a contest, competition, battle, chase, pursuit, event, to compete, take part, run, go fast, sprint, hurry, speed dash, rush, zip, gallop, or it can be an ethnic group, nation, or people, tribe and or line.
Whew, again!
WOW!
Mostly if you notice the definitions when discussing races, in the moving form, they are supposed to be FAST!
Is it that our politicians are all older?
Why, you ask so quietly.
Because, if they were younger and speedier wouldn’t this whole election process be over by now?
These candidates are slow as molasses as far as I can see… which is questionable in itself, (I will go into that later) and they appear to be taking their good ole time about weeding out the stronger ones from the weaker ones, hmm?
Gosh, it is nearly as bad as watching paint dry or grass seeds germinate, and sadly I have been guilty of doing both!
Any-who, my point is, why do these mostly men political presidential hopefuls insist that that should spend a boatload of money to get to the White House and take their slow boat via China (it seems to me), arriving at the point of no return in two very long years?
I ask you, why should anything that means so much take that much consumption of all our precious time? I call these people malingers! Don’t they have any jobs that should be attended to or families?
Us women, can produce a child, new human life, in about nine months, give or take a week or two.
Does this seem right to you?
Race can also mean ‘LENGTHY’ which is why I do believe the people involved in our needs to hear what they can do for all of us American citizens feel that they can take their time to accomplish this.
But we all know why that is, hmm?
They have no idea why or what to say!
Taking time is a ploy to try to figure out what we want to hear and then for them to parrot it back to us! So, in their minds we can say, “Now he/she thinks just like me!”
I gotta tell you these guys sure have more than an eighth grade education and I am pretty sure they all took some of their own finals in their colleges that they attended too!
Really, who knows…hmm?
Many have been exposed already as liars, or with mild amnesia of previous hyper inflammatory statements, does this seem right to you?
How are they going to handle the international community; smooze them all, if they can think on their feet?
That’s fine for a Borscht Belt, Catskill comedian in the nineteen fifties or sixties, but come on, today?
If they cannot be responsible for their own accountability now, what will be the case when they must be giving us a State of the Union speech to inform us, all their constituents about what’s up, hmm?

Round-a-bout answers are for the naïve America, but that no longer exists, most of us are very savvy! Or so I would like to think, with these new fangled machines that work almost always when we kick them or contact our personal Geek Squad peeps or relatives or brainy friends of techno abilities!

My rationale or not so rational is best simply put; why has this process been costing so much and taking so darn long? That’s all.
I do know that over the next few weeks the culmination of the entire metaphoric dagger throws will be coming to a slow demise with the upcoming elections next month/year…but still it’s a long way till November, huh?

On that, gosh she said what, and I still have no clue…allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count all your blessings and to share all those overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

PS my eyes seem to be acting badly, I spilt a glass of milk at dinner tonight and what a big splash that made! I know, not worth crying over spilt milk, but what a mess that made and that Hubby and I had to clean up…and I do feel really bad about that.

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Starting the New Year off; many may say way off...early?

And so I was a pretty good girl/woman or old lady, whatever and I did listened to all that I was told to do for good health, than why?
Why, have I been getting more and more, unhealthier each year that I do what I have been told?
Remember my most recent eye floaters, coral snake-like?
Well, after two days I felt that I should speak to a professional and get some intelligent feedback, and guess what?
Of course, you all know the routine, “I would have to be checked and so I should come in.” And so I did.
They again dilated my eye, this time only the culprit of infamous dispute, righty, my always problem legally blond/blind eye.
But the young teen looking, Dougie Houser type eye doc felt that even then he could not see what he had to see due to that enormous cataract also in that eye which I suppose made the view, even from his side rather cloudy!
On my side it always is, in that righty/wrongful eye!
And so again I was recommended to return by his popular demand and to see his colleague, the surgeon one who had done lefty’s cataract surgery, for a procedure to see within my righty/tighty eye that appears to have some mighty powers on this gaggle of eye doc peeps, oh wait it’s my peep, peeper, that is, ha! HUH?
Any-who and below is what I am going in for next year /week…,

“B-scan ultrasound is most useful when direct visualization of intraocular structures is difficult or impossible. Situations that prevent normal examination include lid problems (eg, severe edema, partial or total tarsorrhaphy), keratoprosthesis, corneal opacities (eg, scars, severe edema), hyphema, hypopyon, miosis, pupillary membranes, dense cataracts, or vitreous opacities (eg, hemorrhage, inflammatory debris).
In such cases, diagnostic B-scan ultrasound can accurately image intraocular structures and give valuable information on the status of the lens, vitreous, retina, choroid, and sclera. However, in many instances, ultrasound is used for diagnostic purposes even though pathology is clinically visible. Such instances include differentiating iris or ciliary body lesions; ruling out ciliary body detachments; and differentiating intraocular tumors, serous versus hemorrhagic choroidal detachments, rhegmatogenous versus exudative retinal detachments, and disc drusen versus papilledema.”
For more info: http://emedicine.medscape.com/article/1228865-overview#aw2aab6b4

After that we finally found a parking spot at Fishville where they are displaying the Nina and Pinta reproductions, nice ships, but no ADA, entree…sadly…
Then we picked up some prescriptions and dinner ala the grocery store!
The mail awaited us and to my surprise I received my approval to go for my MAMMOGRAM between now and 3-27-12, hello?
And appointment is up to me to make, and you all know that I will.

And so my New Year also had another pleasant surprise that we have been invited to the neighbors for New Year’s Eve and I have not replied yet.
With me being me, I have no idea if I would make good company for anyone, let alone Hubby, who is basically stuck with me… I think I will have to sleep on it, hmm?
No rash decisions; either way.

On that note of a bit of mystery, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to kindly ask you to count all your blessings and to share those overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Conclusions

Conclusions are something we all share another commonality in our diverse vocabulary.
They may be an end, to close, finish, termination, and wrapping-up, winding up, finale, deduction, assumption, interference, and supposition.

‘End’ might sound sad if you are happy with something continuing, but if not than I suppose then it is very good!
When we ‘close’ something it can be a case for a lawyer or a cop, or a book or a door, a suitcase and so to close is really multifaceted, hmm?
To ‘finish’ is to be all done, and it most cases, like a test, than that would be very nice to have completed it if all finished and correct, hmm? Or sad if that beloved novel is all over and left you hanging?
‘Termination’, we all must admit is an ominous expression and in its use many will agree no good has come from it!
‘Wrapping up’ of a scene in a movie, play or a TV show, while ‘winding up’ can be where, a location or also completing a task of necessity?
‘Finale’ is the same as our first reasonable concept.
‘Interference’, when not asked for is bad but when requested is good, plain and simple, right?
Now I left the last three to discuss together since to me I cannot differentiate one from the other…deduction, assumption and supposition… all appear to be that old adage of when we ‘assume’ we make an -ss of you and me, cringe factor returns!
Does that mean that ‘deduction’ makes a duck of you and your shin and that ‘supposition’ makes a su-possum of you and your shin? That’s utterly preposterous!

And so the dissection of conclusions brought me to the conclusion that most words are more than what, at first they appear to be, how about you?
Aren’t we all more than what we first appear to be.
So that is my conclusion of the dissection of ‘conclusion’; got that?

Moving on…
Updates; mammogram; if you recall, that lovely woman that has my breast health in her hands, well not literarily, gosh no! CRINGE FACTOR, BIG TIME… When I called her last week to find out if she had received my additional paperwork proving my residency… get this, her response was… “No, and it doesn’t matter anyway since she was going on vacation and I would not be scheduled until after the first of the year!” How truly cavalier of her and presumably non- caring too!
December 14th I ordered my Dexilant medication for my GERD since it is another one of those systems you must go through to receive what you need. At that time I had eleven pills of a three month supply left and it was my first time renewing through their program and when I called they assured me that it would arrive in plenty of time before I was out.
Since policy is that it takes forty-eight hours to process and five days for delivery, that did sound fine.
Well, I called a week later to get my tracking number and found out from them, although I called on the 14th they actually didn’t put it in until the 21st and though I tracked it with the number it did say I would have it delivered by the 23rd, and that seemed fair.
But then a glitch happened, it was still in Kentucky and did not seem to be moving southward towards its Florida destination, and when it finally did reach Tampa it was the twenty fourth! Oh yes I did receive it, yesterday December 27th and a day after I ran out.
What luck, hmm?
I suppose, but then I would be assuming and who knows better than us what that really means, hmm?
Relief and concern are mixed emotions that only add to the joyous stress that the season seems to provoke in the best of us…

Oh well, we are all at the mercy of others I have concluded in some way shape or form…but that is just my supposition or su-possum shin of mine, huh?
AHA!
On that tear jerking note of lunacy, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share all those overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Many of us have found that...

At different times in our lives we have ideas that may not jive with others and we have no fears in expressing them.
And that is what I am going to do tonight.
Right now I am having weird floaters in my righty eye, my legally blind one that started earlier today. Why, I have no idea, but they come and go and are quite annoying so much so I am considering putting something over that eye since it is a headache worthy of a problem. Any suggestions or have any of you experienced these types of floaters with your vitreous humor tears?
They appear like colorful floating rings that change shape as they float, and the colors are that of a coral snake, orange and black, with small well placed gaps between each color, almost like a necklace in design. I had to cover my lefty to make sure that’s where they were coming from.
How odd since that eye is in a Vaseline fog except for these annoying rings.
I even told myself perhaps my eyesight is finally trying to come back in that eye!
Wouldn’t that be great!
I’ve heard of wilder things occurring, hmm?
But alas, when I delved further by trying to Google that specific info, I only got the floaters thingy which I know that I have, but mine have always been gnat-like or clear, and ghost-like, these are considerably different. And of course the info said to go to the eye doctor!
That difference does makes me wonder if my brain is now in charge of this problem, more so than my optic nerve, which is in the brain too, of course, not in my eye alone, I think.
Whatever is happening I do wish it would please stop.
And so I just thought I would throw that out to anyone who might have an answer for me on what to do.

Next I am completely baffled on why I cannot post my blog as I did four nights ago with my logo?
You see, I have posted but with much difficulty and I had to copy and paste from this site in actuality instead of my usual clicking on the link below, how odd?
And so frustrating I even have to try and read the secret code which with my compromised sight is consistently becoming even more difficult to do.
I sure hope I am not being sabotaged by any haters of me and what I say in my blog?
Sure that sounds paranoid, but no one else has shared if they too have had any similar experiences, boy I would love to hear about those and perhaps be told what to do about it all…

This Blog will be four years old this coming June and to me it is my connection to the world. I don’t go out or socialize much at all these days but this is my touchstone of consistency in my current abilities of my now-life.
Being, having the ability to express my thoughts and have that feeling that someone out there is listening, that’s all.
So being heard is not unique to people who are physically challenged, why all human beings need to know that what we think and feel is of some value, hmm, and that we have been heard.
Crazy, that now would be the time for Facebook to decide that I am creating a problem or that I am not to be allowed to post my own works of my own doing on this so-called socialization page that was created to be heard and for us to have a platform to speak far and wide to the entire world!
It’s times like these that I wish I was so much smarter than I am, but alas I am not.
Solving problems such as these are way too technical for someone like me and so I have no idea what-so-ever…
Oddly enough my other nights of blogs have been getting plenty of rereads from the world at large that seems to have taken them under their wings, since I still count ten countries strong in my stats!
But the last three nights with the lacking of my logo it appears my Facebook pals have not been able to understand that it is still me there; or so it seems to me.

So again I have spoken my mind to the help of myself and the detriment to whom?
I have no idea.

On another evening of total confusion and odd eyesight, allow me to be the first to wish any of you there a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly to count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Monday, December 26, 2011

Gosh, so much to talk about Kwanzaa, Boxing Day and of course all those returns!

“Kwanzaa is a week-long celebration held in the United States honoring universal African-American heritage and culture, observed from December 26 to January 1 each year. It features activities such as lighting a candle holder with seven candles and culminates in a feast and gift-giving. It was created by Maulana Karenga and was first celebrated in 1966–67.” This brief description is thanks to Wikipedia.
“Boxing Day is traditionally a day following Christmas when wealthy people in the United Kingdom would give a box containing a gift to their servants. Today, Boxing Day is better known as a bank or public holiday that occurs on December 26, or the first or second weekday after Christmas Day, depending on national or regional laws. It is observed in Great Britain, Australia, Canada, New Zealand, and some other Commonwealth nations.
In South Africa, Boxing Day was renamed Day of Goodwill in 1994. In Ireland it is recognized as St. Stephen's Day (Irish: Lá Fhéile Stiofáin) or the Day of the Wren (Irish: Lá an Dreoilín). In the Netherlands, Lithuania, Austria, Germany, Scandinavia and Poland, December 26 is celebrated as the Second Christmas Day.
Although the same legislation—the Bank Holidays Act of 1871—originally established the bank holidays throughout the UK, the day after Christmas was defined as Boxing Day in England, Scotland and Wales, and the feast day of St. Stephen in Ireland. A "substitute bank holiday in place of 26 December" is only possible in Northern Ireland, reflecting the legal difference in that St. Stephen's Day does not automatically shift to the Monday in the same way as Boxing Day.
In Canada, Boxing Day takes place on December 26th and is a federal statutory holiday where all full-time workers receive time off with pay.” Thanks again Wikipedia!
Okay moving on… now ‘returns’ I do believe that I can handle this one all on my own, as you too will be able to too!
Keeping all receipts, I so do hope, with knowledge of any of those stores that your gifts of retunability quality have to go back to is abundantly a necessary concept.
Why, you so boldly ask?
Because otherwise you will need a program to do it with the least resistance of your nerves going wild and stress taking you by the throat and compromising your well being!
Oh the throat thingy?
Yep, from yelling when the store won’t take it back since you did not follow their procedure to the letter!
Having the receipt for instance should have that information or you can turn around fifty times in a circle and pass out in their presence and see what happens, kidding of course…but who knows what lengths some may go to, to get their refund or store credit or perhaps just a free (To them, not to the gift giver or you the gift receiver, because you just want cash to spend elsewhere!) tokens to spend in their store at a later date…all legal, I might add, and according to their place of business with their rules!
Whatever happened to the customer is always right, hmm, you ask?
Well, its still there as long as you play the return game accordingly to the legality of their system…huh?
Their rules again, but remember their reputation is on the line and as a consumer, now you didn’t hear this from me, but you could mention it to them… that is if you are happy with their practices of their return policies or not and whether or not you will shop there ever again, but don’t tell them I told you this, OKAY? (It’s just between us, wink, wink...) You all are probably fine by now… since the day is nearly over and I am sure you have returned anything you didn’t want or need…if not, I hear that regifting is always another possibility for next year, as long as you don’t give it back to the person who gave it to you, hmm? And tomorrow is another day, some places even take gifts back weeks after they were purchased, as long as you have that definitive information notarized…LOL!
Any-who, personally, we have been quiet here and it’s now seemingly becoming our mode of handling life and holidays and what-have-yous? Not too bad, but noise is good too, joyous noise that is.

On that note of realizing that all is well after all, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

PS CONGRATS to Port Charlotte Florida being named the most reasonable place in America to retire, due to thrifty canal living! By US News and World Report: http://finance.yahoo.com/news/10-best-places-retire-2012-070000895.html

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Merry Christmas and a Happy 6th night of Hanukkah!

Have you ever felt as if you lived in a sitcom?
Nah, me neither; just asking…
Why than do they, meaning the network program TV writers; believe that we should always be portrayed as being buffoons? Do they have real lives and socialize in the real world?
Sure, we all get emotional at holiday time, but isn’t that the way it’s supposed to be; due to family, friends and faith and all that hullabaloo?
Some times we all go a bit over the top with our feelings but not to the extent that they seem to think, hmm?
OK, I get it comedy is exaggeration… sure, and stupidity is always good for a no punches barred quickie guffaw, but really?
Perhaps, when those TV writers call on their own experiences with their own families they don’t have that much going on; could that be it?
Now, Seinfeld was a wee bit more realistic and relatable to the world, since they really never ever did have major controversy mostly it was a show about nothing with not much going on, or so we thought.
But we all knew better…
That show reached the real person in all of us with all our insecurities and miseries and non-caring or caring too much about certain things that were egomaniac. It was a true blessing in disguise of meaningless useless performance art! And we loved and enjoyed it and it continues on and on in reruns; as it well should. Hooray, you see something’s are still right in our world, hmm?
Many older sitcoms have become iconic, especially the ones that touch us in our own truths or half-truths of our own personalities…that’s what good writing is all about…and the term ‘dramedy’, became what it was in the last century a comedy that could not only make us laugh but touch our hearts to make those happy tears dribble down too… and those sad ones as well…WOW!
Now, don’t you wish you DID live in a sitcom?
Too hard to be that clever without writers doing your thinking/speaking for you; at least I think so? Not a bad challenge though, hmm?
Let me consider this possibility, thinking and reading someone else’s mind’s words before I speak them, hmm, could work…
We sure know that what I have been doing the last few years has not been working for me in that thingy called socialization…
Gosh, I think that I heard of this concept somewhere a long, long time ago, but at the time I was a mere child…they called it by something else though…wait it will come to me…ah yes! But those grownup words were too well thought out and tame and polite in my book…I do recall though…
I do believe they called it, wait for it……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….
THINKING BEFORE YOUR SPEAKING AND CHOOSING YOUR WORDS WISELY!
AHA, a thought to live by, maybe?
On that reality in all our lives, sometimes I do know that we are all more exciting than what we would like to be; just remember that, on those way too quiet days and I will too.
Life is a trip, a journey and sure we are all here for the long haul and everyday is a gift and all we can do is make each one count.
On that trying harder concept of being a better me, ha, we will see…allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and very merry and very happy too and ask you to kindly to count all your blessings and share all those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Classic Christmas Eve!

“Twas the Night before Christmas Poem
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.

His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"”

Another gift here from Tobi!
Here’s another kid friendly idea all those children out there, a Santa Tracker: http://www.noradsanta.org/en/

And let me be kind and oh so sublime…since tonight is your night and I would never ever waste any of your time…
Ho, Ho, Ho, it’s time for me to Go, Go, Go!
And so allow me to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count all your blessings and to share all your overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Friday, December 23, 2011

Believe!

Word dissection time once again…but I do ‘believe’ that you will like this one!
Now take the word, ‘BELIEVE’, it is a wonderful word with a broad spectrum of meaning, such as: consider, think, suppose, deem, judge, accept as truth, trust, have faith in…WOW!
When we think about such things this is the one of those all encompassing self explanatory declarations of a remark that sells itself by the pure utterance of its sound, believe… say it with me, be---lieve, just the thoughts of its powers of what its intentions presume, hmm?
Smile when you say that partner!
Why to believe is of course to have faith in…what, why oneself, and the world and that all will turn out well and right and that life will not always be this crappy, Geez I almost said that sh-tty word! One has more of a cringe factor power than the other though, and so tis the season to not curse!
We all agree?
Right, right.

Being a believer in something anything is somewhat of a beginning to happiness, right?
Take it from me though, if you believe in yourself as a decent upstanding person and follow through with the concept that that entails all the other beliefs will follow!

Now, I just want to interject here that Best Buy has apologized to all its customers that have not been able to receive their ordered products on time for Christmas and will be following through with an appropriate course of action. And so they have taken the high road after a BIG Mistake, not necessarily of their doing, but their responsibility just the same. I believe in your judgment to correct what happened, Best Buy and our experiences with you in our recent past have been all good. When we needed a new hard drive a year ago November their Geek Squad gave us the information to be able to do it at a realistic price and with intellectual informative action on our DIY ability, or I should say Hubby’s! This year, about a month ago when we thought that we needed new TV antennae and found out the pixeling problem was more than likely an anomaly or weather related or a ghost and temporary and so we returned the antennae without any fanfare or problems and within days the reimbursement appeared as a credit on our account!
You Guys, Best Buy…you do what you know you can do so well… I believe in you!
As well as we all should since most of the time they are knowledgeable and priced right.

Any-who… moving on…
Believing as you can tell from above is a very personal thing, in that fact that we all chose who or what we care to believe in, hmm?
But I jest.
Most, especially at this time of the year, but it really should be all year long… believe in things, like miracles and stuff more powerful than that!
The Almighty comes to mind, and he/she has many names by many different people in this world, but whatever you call that one entity of your FAITH, you believe.
And we all know no one can touch that, since it is not tangible, but is somewhere deep in our hearts and souls and we just know.
That’s what everyone can agree on, it’s not something you can see smell hear or touch it just is…How wonderful is that?
But some don’t have that faith or belief and there is nothing wrong with that, since a true believer is accepting of all others, right?
You betcha!
So believe what is right and good and wholesome and for you.
Because as a being on this planet we should all have that ability and respect all others too…
Some say LOVE IS GOD, and well that could be true, personally I would like to BELIEVE that and what the heck, why don’t we all try it…or not…your choice!

On that reasoning of hope, love, happiness and belief, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Blanks and dizzy is the mode of the night...

Dizzy is easy to explain with me…I bent my head down and I nearly passed out, I had knocked into Skipper’s dry dog food dish (plastic, I’m no fool) and foolishly I was trying to pick it (the food) up.
Good thing he eats dry food, otherwise boy it would definitely be a bigger mess than it was; Hubby got my back and put it all back…I am a poet and I know it, ha!

Blanks, yep me with tonight’s blog topic, I couldn’t come up with something I felt was worthy of your read. I know… but… I want to please you!
And that is ingrained in us gals, but I saw today where our First Lady has taken it upon herself to make all of us little girl-minded people who thought we were not worthy to be considered putting ourselves first, should, like she does.
The information gleaned this time was from Barbara Walters’ interview snippet of her tomorrow night’s 20/20 Show, shown on her daily show, The View!
What an incredible woman, Barbara, is herself, hmm?
Our First Lady says that putting herself first makes her a better, healthier, more rested, happier person, and therefore better Mom, wife, daughter, sister and person; and you know something it makes sense. Not a direct quote but you get the gist…
So I declare that all women do whatever it takes for you to be happy, why let’s not stop there …MEN should do it TOO!
And then we will all be better people, what do you say?
Nothing to lose, might as well try it, hmm?

It looks like the government guys and gals got a vote that should hold people over for a while, at least we all hope so… two months worth, we need more decisive behavior people!
Maybe they should put themselves first? To be happier and better at what they do…?
Wait a minute, they have been and that’s why they have been forgetting about the rest of us…NOW I am sooo confused!
What’s right?

We had been taught that we should always put others first or we would be considered selfish, but the First Lady makes a good point too…hmm… This is a hard one and I am still dizzy from that other thingy I did earlier… and so I cannot think straight on such important topics… can you?
And so I do believe that I will make this a shorty tonight and wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all your blessings and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Happy third night of Hanukkah! We had some more of the brisket, boy there was so much that we froze the rest tonight and yes there was more… And to think that the whole thing was only a little over two pounds and they shrink when cooking slowly for three hours, but this one is going on and on and on…I hear a song coming on, oh no, too dizzy to sing, nighty night!

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Amongst the last minute shoppers are the spoilers...

Not the patrons of ye olde shops, oh no, they are not thee spoilers; thy shop owners are…
I hear tell that due to thee shop of thee new fangled mechanical objects of extreme devilish abilities are to blame for the public is not enabled to fill their desire of ownerships of these Satanistic objects called ‘electronics’.
They that mysteriously make people not intermingle with thou offspring, siblings and matrimonially bestowed.
Ah, the higher power has intervened on these last days before thy Lord of thou Divinity’s birthday celebration is to be heralded, in just four more days!
Me does thinketh that it is posibilith that he thy father of all Christianity may be wondering why…
Have we all forgotten that our purpose is to remember his messages that have been to all who care to recall it and to listen to what he proclaimed?
That love, family, caring for each and everyone of us without prejudice and faith in ourselves should be our gift to each other and thy self.
Life is to be one of giving but not when we no longer canith, when have no materialistic possessions we can be cleansed and giveth from thee heart and soul.
Being of thy good nature will make thy savior most appreciative.
Remember that thee is living life now for entrance into heaven’s gate, and so think before you do and repent when you know that you should.

Gosh, this ye olde language ain’t as easy as they made it seem in those old movies, hmm?
But in current ye neuvo speak, me thinks that Best Buy has some explaining to do about they’re not fulfilling their orders of their customers and now they all appear to be considerably PISSED (Cringe factor, BIG TIME), their customers that is, but that’s what’s going on!
Shame on you, Best Buy!

Any-who, the holiday for most of the planet has its eve in three more nights and the big day in four more, whew, that sure went swiftly!

While slow and steady Hanukah continues on its second night…last night we had brisket and tonight we had latkes, wow!
Who knows what tomorrow will bring?
Oh you are wondering about those eight night’s of presents?
Why, I want and need for nothing but the love of family and a roof over my head and the ability to regulate the room temperatures and food in the fridge, and guess what?
I got almost all of that, and that is what I consider my gold, and until you don’t have any of that you don’t realize what is truly important in life, simplicity!

I wish that for all of you too!

On that note of sharing my truth allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too!

‘Festivus for the rest of us’ (Seinfeld Show); on this second night of Hanukah!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

The Phoenix in all of us...

For those living under a rock a Phoenix is: “A phoenix is a mythical bird with a colorful plumage and a tail of gold and scarlet (or purple, blue, and green according to some legends]). It has a 500 to 1000 year life-cycle, near the end of which it builds itself a nest of twigs that then ignites; both nest and bird burn fiercely and are reduced to ashes, from which a new, young phoenix or phoenix egg arises, reborn anew to live again.” Thanks to Wikipedia.com for a clarification.
Most of us know a bit about the Phoenix rising anew from the flames to live again and I am sure that during our life spans we all have at one time or another felt a smidge as if we too have to risen above all that had set us metaphorically ablaze!

I know a gal currently who happens to have graduated from the University of Phoenix and also who happens to be a Phoenix herself, since Leukemia and Progressive Multiple Sclerosis has not kept her from rising above those flames that would engulf many of us others… since her inner strength also has her dealing with her own husband that is also disabled and that she has proven her metal over and over again as they both are each others’ caregivers… some people are just sooo amazing, literarily!
But they do not stand alone although their circumstances are unique unto them, sadly there are too many others.
Many I know, right this minute, are also dealing daily with caring for family or friends in many difficult incomprehensible daily challenges and rise above to continue on to the next day, miraculously?

No, not at all, unless you consider that the all mighty never gives anyone more than they can handle; then I suppose divinity has a hand in all of it.

Do you know something?
Until you are tested one never knows what their true capabilities are.
We are all more than we suspect, for this I am more than sure; daily we see examples that prove this.

Why I have two other Facebook friends that have lost loved ones, one a few years ago, a spouse and another just recently, her son. Incredibly horrendous life altering experiences, but they called upon the things that make us; us… strength, resilience, perseverance and the need to go on for ourselves and others who love us…
WE ARE ALL PHOENIXES!
In the mythological bird type of rising from the deaths of misery to go on and on…no matter what.
All of us have horrendous experiences at one time or another in our lives which we think, in the moment all is lost… but in reality it’s never ever the case.
Someone cares somewhere you must find them or that person within yourself to go on.
We all have that courage; sometimes it is just deeper inside than we realize, but we can draw on it we reach far enough.


Daily I hope and pray that I too will find the Phoenix in me, since I am up and then down and spun all around and then I think of my Texan pal and say to myself that I can do this if she can too.
Life is not easy when things are going smoothly but throw some crap (cringe factor, but that’s what it all is, hmm?) into the mix and we sure need to think on how to do it better that is to try harder to think of ways to mind our settings of our brains working overtime creating havoc with our personal issues in life… that we all have!

And so on this first night of Chanukah let me be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share all those overages and we will too!

Happy Chanukah to all who celebrate!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Monday, December 19, 2011

Normal day bad evening

Hubby here

Tobi had a normal day but after supper she felt very weak so I helped her to bed and she is resting.

She should be back tomorrow night.

Sunday, December 18, 2011

Ideas...ideals...idealistic...

Ideas...ideals...idealistic... Those were Hubby’s choices for a topic.
And so I have to give him a break and go with his suggestion… tis the season to please, hmm?

Ideas are thoughts, designs, plans, schemes, suggestions (Like this of Hubby’s), proposals, initiatives, inspirations, brainchild, and of course my favorite, brainstorm!

Ideals are quite different since they are principles, standards, morals and ethics.

Idealistic has also a totally different meaning, since it is being naïve, unrealistic, romantic, impractical and optimistic.

Sad when so many positive sounding ‘ideas’ that some feel are ‘ideals’ are considered unrealistic, therefore such as being ‘idealistic’, gosh and so unfortunate too! Whew was that a mouthful or what?

Now, I think that I have fulfilled my commitment to his ‘idea’ of a topic, due to his ‘ideals’ of his ‘idealistic’ concepts, don’t you?

Enough already; I hear you yelling!
Actually, by now you all do know that I can’t hear you at all.
But I do know how many of you think, I think.

So I will be moving on…
My eyes ‘appear’, interesting choice of words, hmm, to be doing better with my latest dosing of my antibiotic nightly salve, night three is tonight, and I must keep count since it is to be done for seven days.
I suppose that that should not be a surprise to me, since that is what it’s supposed to do…
Redundancy, oops, it ‘appears’ to be back! HA!

Any-who, what did you all, do this week before Christmas day?
Or those who celebrate Hanukah with just three days to go and let us not forget that Kwanza starts in eight more days and how are you all doing too?
I can well imagine that most of you have been rushing around diligently with preparations for the big days, hmm?
But in you rush to accomplish let’s not forget why we are doing all of this… for the one with the most toys gets to heaven first, right?
Kidding, nah, we all know we do it for the joy of giving and love of family and friends, or at least that’s what we tell ourselves and all those peeps around us, wondering too!
Fooling you all… how I love to mess with you.
NO one is making any of you do what you do it is purely from the goodness of your own hearts.
Why Toys for Tots and other organizations for all who need to know that they are cared about are having record years of giving, and so does that mean the recession is over?
YIPPEE!
We spend more when we know that all is well, hooray!
Sharing is also a sign that our current president is doing what we all hired him for change and I guess that with the sales and charitable giving going as well as I hear, all is finally well!
Well, yell and spread it around the world all is truly well and we can spend like there is no tomorrows and give till it hurts, since we know that all will be fabulous for us all with jobs and the economy and health programs and the senate and congress will make the right decisions for all Americans!

That’s my fantasy, what’s yours?

Here’s a reality for you: our soldiers are coming home from Iraq!
We only spent more than eight hundred billion dollars and lost more lives than on 9/11/2001.
Osama Bin Laden is dead, and so is Saddam Hussein too and many of those other bad people… so that too is fact.
Life is good, don’t get me wrong, but ideas and ideals and idealistic behavior has to be tempered with what we do know…
Dreams are for dreamers and we should all be… especially now, but no, always… with pleasant dreams.

On that I have no ‘idea’ of those ‘ideals’ that we should share without causing ‘idealistic’ behavior to be a negative… allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to count all those blessings and kindly share all those overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

PS Dear government employees that we hired by voting you all in, please enjoy your holiday vacations, and try hard not to think about all the people that you left hanging without knowing what’s what, but you all have a very nice time off! YOU HEAR ME? Big smile hear, with an adult tongue sticking out…!
You try it, it is possible! HA!
And if you don’t mind me saying come back with some ideas, ideals and a little bit of idealism, hmm!

Saturday, December 17, 2011

It's been awhile ...

Since I have fessed up about my medical issues and so tonight I will give you some updates.
Being one of many ills I think it only fair to mention that somehow and this is just a supposition on my part, but I think that my chronic sinus problems have to do with my compromised immune system due to the Multiple Sclerosis, which is an autoimmune disease.
And that does seem logical to me.
Last night again after less than a week of stopping my antibiotic salve for my eyes I awoke around three A.M. with both of my eyes burning, nose too and ears feeling like they were full of something dreadful!
Horrible and very yucky!
So remembering that the eye doctor said that the medicine had three refills and could be used when I needed it, it appeared to be the right time to put it back into my arsenal of medications by applying it immediately!
And so I did, and I was good for another three hours of zzz’s and awoke at six on the dot!
Blurry eyed still with that Vaseline imaging now in both eyes from the salve.
Maneuvering around the house and on here was, I must say, a wee bit challenging to say the least!
Of course it was hours until I could prove my theories and I did, of course, the eyes and nose and ears are all connected! WOW, is it just me or I bet you all knew that already, hmm? LOL! HA!
The eye involvement in my case though has been waiting in the wings apparently, until the wind and whatever thrusted it into the fold, via my outdoor adventure out on that little too breezy day over a week ago, and so now I am a total head wreck and I am not speaking figuratively; I really feel that way!
Boy, am I glad that I got that flu shot way back in September…another big ha!
What I would like to know is when are they going to come up with the inoculation against chronic sinus infections, huh?
And of course it’s the weekend and I will again have to wait until Monday to seek medical intervention.

In spite of this problem, yesterday Hubby did go back to Jo-Anne’s Fabric and Crafts and bought two yards of the fleece, enough extra for a pillow, still for the whole shebang about ten bucks, but the matching thread and needed staple of white thread put us over; a bit around seventeen. Did you know that darn thread is like $2.79 a spool, crazy?

Now to be fair, when I get next to my nearly forty year old sewing machine, yep, still works Hubby bought it for me when I was expecting baby number one, in those days we didn’t know if we were having a boy or a girl, since they didn’t have the ultrasounds then I think…oh the sewing machine breaks jams up or goes kaflooey when I touch it and so Hubby took over the machine, I suppose that’s why it’s a ‘machine’, men do better with them, ha, not really but it sounded good at the time!
And what we got from the cut off piece is something that looks like a short body pillow or long bolster that matches the throw, just right!

Oh and I did get some better news while at the eye doctors, when my left eye was tested in August my sight in spite of that cataract lens thingy fogging up was still 20/40 then, but last week was 20/20 and so they also said that according to my eye working, and results in that were still sealed in that envelope for the license bureau said according to his findings that I could drive with that one eye, but he has no bearing on my legs strength being my eye doctor and I do and so even though the sealed letter is still in the car… I would not want to be on the road with someone like me driving, would you? About a year ago I did try driving again when I still had an active legit license, but my legs weren’t strong enough and I couldn’t get past fifteen miles an hour and the speed limit even in our neighborhood is thirty!
Hubby being a retired law enforcement officer used to tell me how many people out there shouldn’t be driving with devastating physical/health issues, but were and there were way too many traffic deaths due to that.

So I am good with him driving and since he now is fully covered with his insurance if he has an emergency I will call an ambulance, and then we have Dial-A-Ride too… so we have got a plan.

Thinking ahead here… and so allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and to kindly share those overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

PS I do believe tonight is another movie night and we will be seeing the prequel to Planet of the Apes, Rise of the Planet of the Apes. Gosh I watch that kid James Franco so often lately especially on General Hospital, what an amazing brilliant talented easily bored kid, hmm? We have been seeing pretty great movies, like: Cowboys and Aliens and Super Eight all in the last couple of weeks… but I am sure you have been seeing them too!

Friday, December 16, 2011

How Lovely to Be a Woman

From Bye Bye Birdie: Thanks to: http://www.allmusicals.com/lyrics/byebyebirdie/howlovelytobeawoman.htm

”Kim:
When you're a skinny child of fourteen,
Wired with braces from ear to ear,
You doubt that you could ever be appealing...

The hallelujah! You are fifteen,
And the braces disappear,
And your skin is smooth and clear,
And you have that happy, grown-up, female feeling!

How lovely to be a woman,
The wait was well worthwhile,
How lovely to wear mascara,
And smile a woman's smile.

How lovely to have a figure
That's round instead of flat,
Whenever you hear boys whistle,
You're what they're whistling at!

It's wonderful to feel
The way a woman feels,
It gives you such a glow,
Just to know,
You're wearing lipstick and heels.

How lovely to be a woman,
And have one job to do:
To pick out a boy and train him,
And then when you are through,
You've made him the man you want him to be...
Life's lovely when you're a woman ike me!

How wonderful to know
The things a woman knows!
How marvelous to wait
For a date
In simply beautiful clothes!

How lovely to be a woman,
And change from boys to men,
And go to a fancy night club,
And stay out after ten!
How lovely to be so grown-up and free!
Life's lovely when you're a woman like me!”

Ah… memories… I was in the OFF OFF Broadway production, in Ridgewood New Jersey with the Thunderbird Teen Corporation of ‘Bye Bye Birdie’, when I was just fifteen I was part of the chorus of singers and dancers.
Little did I realize how prophetic that song would be.
Being a gal at any age has its pluses and minuses, and any woman worth her salt would be the first to tell you if you were willing to listen.
Let’s say it as it is…
Women who start out as babies and then little girls around eleven through sixteen have that joy of becoming, ‘a woman’, Argh…if truth be told and with that joy comes what we euphemistically call the, ‘time of the month’ and each and every month until we get old enough or have surgical intervention sooner, but then another thing happens to cause us to go temporarily insane!
Oh joy, first the becoming a woman thingy and then the PMS thingy that creates for many of us a witch-like persona for a couple a days a month due to hormones, monthly!
Then we have after years of this joyous monthly interference with somewhat normal growth of maturity to have some nine months off as often as we care to carry another human being in a place where the sun doesn’t shine for nine whole months but also tortuous laughing crying yelling emotions gone wild bouts!
But that’s fine because at least then we get a prize at the end…a child!
Who may be quiet and sleep or cranky with colic and make it so you don’t sleep, but as we all love to say well worth all of it!
Oh joy, then around those little darlings becoming teenagers themselves we gals start changing, which in many a case can take years, a slow painful process that creates more witchy behavior for more years due, now we hear that it is our hormones are not doing what they should be and we need more, perimenopausal aha! Is it anyone but me who sees why that may be a questionable act, and perhaps making worse the whole darn thing!
Yep, those hormones have been at the root of all those years of ups and downs of emotions that some men folks may even call you a ‘Crazy Stitch’, nah the word that rhymes with that!
On and on we go into the finale of this roller coaster ride or so we hope, called MENOPAUSE, no hormones now or so we are told but again they say take ‘em, but no men are involved with this, then why is it named for them since none of them will get near you or want to be with you any which way they cannot!
Bear in mind that I am now supposedly on the final stretch of this leg of life the last quarter, and so I hope… and now with all these ischemias showing up on my MRI’s meaning that they are mini strokes… that makes you a little bit CRAZY:
“Mini strokes create exactly the same circumstances like a major stroke. Strokes can cause changes in personality some people and the same is also true for a mini stroke. When people suffer from a mini stroke or a regular stroke, they can start behaving very differently. Most of them appear confused. Some people tend to get jittery and short tempered and even impatient after a stroke. The change in personality may be attributed mainly to the emotional distress the stroke could have brought upon and thus resulting in emotional problems. Many people often wonder what happened to their grandfather or their grandmother soon after the stroke. The personality change has always been discussed as an aftermath of unfavorable conditions during stroke.”

All I can say is oh joy, and so all of this as you can well see, this is my very well thought out disclaimer to the life that I have lived and why it has been the crazy ride that I thought was my entire fault!
Hooray!
Realistic excuses to all these things that I have got to stop blaming myself for and let it all go…!

Now if you will allow this crazy stitch witch to wish you all a very happy good night, oh heck ‘THE BITCH’ here (still a cringe factor, sorry but true, even though they say it on TV now); kindly count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too!

And next time, please be here or be square, ya hear?

Thursday, December 15, 2011

When we flirt with being gutsy, we...

MUST FOLLOW THROUGH!
Who am I to talk about this, these days, really?
I talk a good game but rarely… no wait that’s not true, I DO FOLLOW THROUGH!
That’s why I don’t make ridiculous promises to anyone else or myself, hmm?
We all know that’s the true way to commit to success; to tell everyone that you are going to do something that is a sure thing and then do it!
Now Santa’s been busy with checking all those lists and Mom’s and Dad’s of children who celebrate Hanukkah have had their work cut out for them too, why we get eight days of presents for those of us of that persuasion. Who said Christmas was more fun, hmm?
Uh oh, am I making a comparison of whose holiday is better than whose, and I promised that I wouldn’t and I really shouldn’t!
Gosh, most other faiths do have a difficult time competing with all the hoopla of Christmas, never mind about getting to stay up late Christmas Eve to go to that midnight mass!
Hanukkah’s got gelt (money) and dreidls (tops) and all those glittering candles one for each night that the original oil lasted, eight miraculous days in all; thus the eight gifts!
And lately, less I forget we have had some pretty nifty funny Hanukkah songs, thanks to Adam Sandler and others…and so we are good too!
So what if staying up past midnight is such a big deal… we get a sure thing, of eight gifts!
Teasing all of you, hmm?
Now we all can see how holidays cause conflict, but we mustn’t let them.
I always try to go back to a very wise program that taught my sons when they were small and I was exhausted keeping up with them and so at times, dare I say, I allowed it to be a built in baby sitter…Sesame Street! I was free for an hour…!
Yes, one of their knowledgeable characters stated that people are like flowers and that they come in all different sizes, shaped and colors, which makes them all beautiful in their own ways!
The same can be said about most organized religions; oops I said most!
Well, to be fair the ones that teach hatred I am definitely against; hypocrite; no, not ever, selective and honest. I say what I mean.

Moving on...
We left our small, but adequate compound once again today.
Our motivation or mission was to go to Jo-Anne’s Fabric and Crafts store to attempt to purchase fleecy fabric to make a throw for the guestroom, a cheerful lime green was on sale for $4.99 a yard! Even at two yards that puts it under the twenty bucks most cost, and the only difference here is that you ask them to cut the right size of fabric for you, and voila, you got a throw! I changed my mind after Hubby carried the bolt of fabric around for my search of stencils for another project that too did not pan out…
He suggested trying Michael’s Crafts, and so we decided to put back the fleece and move on, there was plenty and the sale is on until Saturday.
And so we went over to Michael’s with the stencil plan, but they were quite a bit more than I was willing to spend, small ones started at four bucks and graduated sizes went way up to over twenty dollars! And besides, none were the effect that I wanted to create, a spa look in my bathroom over my pedestal sink and under my oval mirror, we have left over tiles that I would paint with my acrylics that I am fairly well stocked with.
An idea that only due to my fear of free handing the design did not work, because none of the stencils full-filled my brain’s image of what I wanted, stumped.
Moving around in circles in their art department which is quite extensive I found an entirely different concept that might work…floral transfer rubs.
I have never done it before, but they were within budget, and the package had many choices within it and so it was a sale!
Once I begin, with Hubby’s help, he’s the tile guy… we still have all the equipment from when he did all our ceramic tile floors and subway tile bath surround in my girly bathroom when doing our rebuild. His bath was an insert, a one piece shower stall, his floor is also ceramic tile, but someday I would love to see some nice masculine tile for his shower too!

Any-who, I suppose I was too quick to put that fleece back we have chilly fifties at night here, oh yes we do have central heat just like air-conditioning, but sometimes you need an in between way to stay comfy when switching the electric (heat) on seems like overkill, an extra blanket is just the right thing, hmm?
Have to get back to Jo-Anne’s or Hubby might be better off going by himself; I slow him down.

On that idea to do something as a complete follow through, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too!
Hanukkah is in only six days, while Christmas is in ten, gotcha, beat ya, kidding! (We celebrate both anyway!)

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
PS American SOLDIERS welcome home!

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Hang up!

And forgive me…SHUT UP!
“Whatever are you talking about?”
I hear you.
Nah, you didn’t say that.
But I said what I said, got that?

Cell phones and automobiles with talking don’t go together, oh alright I can’t testify to talking on hands free, but one in your hand, could be lethal while in that machine.
And gosh ‘texting’ just sounds too scary to me, since you need to use both of your hands!

The phone thing I speak from experience on, since in would you believe, 1994, I had a bag phone, yep, sort of like 007,James Bond, but his was early 1960’s if I recall and at that time it was only for the rich!
Mine came for free with my Saturn circa 1993 brand new ride… but squashed in 1994 via my cellular phone call! That was when I was a district manager for an international environmentally safe products company; with me being responsible for five stores in five different counties in Florida!
I drove three thousand miles a month in those days.
And worked sixteen hour days regularly and so my office was pretty much my car, and as neat as my home was kept my car was not!

Any-who, I had been on the phone while on the access road to I95 then I would get onto I4-west, heading to my Orlando store from my home in Ormond Beach.
While on the phone and on that short road to the highway I did not notice that the car in front of me stopped and you betcha, bam wham no thank you m’am!
In my terror to over adjust not only did I clip the car in front of me I ran across the opposite lane, and thankfully no one was in it since that would have been a head on collision but I went smashing into a big tree, causing forty-five hundred dollars worth of damage to my year old car! And thank God no one was injured, my airbag did open and because at the time I still was smoking, yep while talking on that phone, where were my hands? The cigarette put a hole in that airbag!
My arm was bruised and my shoulder did hurt a bit, but nothing major, I was very lucky no one got killed!

And so, hands free might be OK, but texting to me sounds way wrong!
So if we are to vote on the law banning both, I suppose most of you will know that I will vote to ban texting and holding that phone.
From then on I either turned off my phone or didn’t answer it or waited until I was in a parking lot or at my destination. It takes practice and patience, but I know we can all do this to be safe, and isn’t that better than, oh I don’t know…DYING?

Sorry, to weigh in on this very touchy subject, but you know me if I know just a wee bit about something, I feel that I must share…HA!

On that telling you because I truly do care for all of you… allow me to be the first to ask you to kindly count all your blessings and to share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Behaving badly...

Determining how to act in certain situations I suppose is a gentle art, which I might have known at one time, but I guess I have forgotten; nah, I never got that one right, sadly.
Today was a perfect example.
I had applied for the last two years to my mammogram coordinator for the program that I qualify for and I mailed the paper work, application and doctor’s prescription on December 2nd.
My last year’s one was on December 3rd and you are not allowed to mail it out for them to get it before that date and so mailing it snail mail on the second seemed like a no-brainer…you all know me in my case that is a literal comment! Bud dumb bump…
Any-who, now get this, this was my third year doing this and sending it to the same place.
And so when I did not hear back with my appointment early last week I began calling every few days but did not get a person I got a voice mail and I did leave a message with my name and phone number requesting for them to call me back and never ever heard back from them.
But today, I called once again and I did have alive being on the other end of the line, halleluiah!
So I started with giving the woman my name and whatever she asked for and she told me that ‘yesterday’, December 12th, ten days after I sent it to the next town over which I am sure she received it the next day, she sent it back to me because their was no proof of local residence, huh?
This is my third year dealing with this one woman operation, this is just speculation on my part because why else would she not answer her phone during normal operating business hours, hmm?
To be fair to this woman who I believe is a volunteer since this is a non-profit organization doing this fine work, I blew my stack!
Every year at this time, which by the way has been getting later each year; twenty-six years ago when I started regularly going for this diagnostic procedure it had started on my birthday, with dare I say is in JULY!
You see, my Mom had breast cancer and I have had three lumpectomies … I know we only have two of them and me too! LOL!
But back in 1992 I had one and then ten years later I had bi-lateral ones or is that twos?
Any-who, the first was ductal-something but benign, which ten years later supposedly could make you more susceptible to cancer and so they did the biopsy lumpectomies to be safe and again, thankfully, they were benign, but very scary!
This was before most people were so smart about it all, but I still made a plan to have the lumpectomies and then chemo if it was cancer.
Better than my poor Mom’s no decision back in 1980 of a massive mastectomy if they were sort of sure it was cancer.
And yes I always wondered, Mom lived for two years after and then died of a massive stroke in less than 12 hours, but they never put her on chemo or radiation or anything and so you have to wonder…?
Others later said that they must have gotten it all, the cancerous, bad stuff, who knows and it is so way after the fact… but you know you gotta wonder, hmm?

And so it brings me back to why I get a wee bit crazy every year I gotta go and act like I have to know yesterday, or not?
Irrational to some, justifiable to me; but not fair to the woman that I whined too about not calling me back and telling her that I could have just sent her my photo I.D. card printout if I had only known! Boy; is that thing, my I.D. card, getting a lot of mileage on it or what twice in two days of proof of who I am, ha!
It all boils down to what my title is and I do believe that I acted like a spoiled brat, but I did not think the woman was very professional either.
She didn’t even know if she got my three messages and than said oh that’s right I tried to call you back, now does that sound true or kosher to you?
I guess we can call it a draw then, huh?
We both were wrong and there is never any excuse for any of that, shame on me, but her too!
Being decent is a lot harder some days than others, hmm?
As we all know we are all works in progress… and I am one of those BIG WORKS with slow progress…

And so with that different divulgence tonight of another glimpse into my so-called personal business, who cares I say!
I truly feel the more you share the more you realize that we are more common, wait I mean we have more IN common than, we don’t… or some such thing!

On those oddities of nature’s needs, wait that’s not right if I went au naturalle then that would mean no mammogram and more of us would die of a something that if caught early enough that dreadful disease would not be able to take hold and than we all would win! No, so a small correction, on those oddities of medical needs, that’s the ticket, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Monday, December 12, 2011

Ups and downs and all arounds...

Does anyone know where the expression, ‘my stomach is tied in knots’, came from? Or butterflies in the belly? Shaking like a leaf?
Emotions all over the place were the name of the game today.
I felt like a trial was in the making.
How can I explain with not divulging too much yet making all of you realize it was no picnic hearing back from our new daughter-in-law?
Apparently, our son has made up a ridiculous story and she had believed him.
It all boiled down to me having to prove that Hubby and I were married and never divorced and I had never ever had another husband that passed away from a heart attack in 2006 and that he had worked for NASA!
CRAZY!
Our son has more problems than I realized and I hope the fact that I proved to his new bride by running off copies of my photo I.D. and Hubby’s photo driver’s license that we are very much together since our addresses are current and the same. And we will be celebrating our forty-first anniversary in February!
In the end, I do believe with our undeniable proof that our loving but very odd child is not being completely honest with his new bride, and my heart is very heavy with this sadness. She has realized that she too will be walking on eggshells, but now I fear the explanation of what that really means (refer to last night’s blog) is accurate in his case sorrowfully. And would that be an unrefuted proof of why we have been estranged all these years? I wonder what caused his trauma that made him become so confused.
On the plus side we were given a wedding picture of the two of them on a beach, but I will not divulge where, since then I would be giving you too much info, but not in Florida.
And I have taken and made a real photo of it on the photo paper we have had for years and also we were fortunate enough to have a frame, one of the ones I see at those thrift shops when I go out, my bargains, for only a dollar, but this one is in brass, so pretty enough for such a picture! I suppose now our family gallery on our breakfront is growing, how nice, for the season?
I suppose that makes me crazy too?
That I did that already?
Nah, I am of the mindset that somehow it will all work out for the best… an optimist; with patience and a lot of understanding from us all…tearing up again…

Still a little shaking we went back and forth pretty much a good portion of the day…exhausted, and feel for someone like me… praying is becoming more often than not these days…
Not like my Dad who thanked God nightly for everything, but for me asking for it to all work out for all of us!
Love is a powerful thing and nothing can compete with a parent’s love for a child no matter what!

On that bit of TMI into my world once again allow me to wish you all a very happy good night and kindly ask you to count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Don't hold your breath...let me hold mine...

Many things in life make you hope that the possibilities are infinite.
Have you ever been encouraged by someone who you truly believe to be a person who had the ability to change your life in a way that you had been hoping for, for years?
My anticipated and optimistic belief is that something wonderful could happen any day now.
Trust and conviction of this semi-miraculous occurrence can only be explained by my daughter-in-law, of my estranged younger son's wife responding to the message I sent to her on her Facebook message section!
She even gave me her personal email address and asked me to write back to her!
And so trying to contain my overly enthusiastic response Hubby has helped me with my restrains in dealing appropriately with my writing back, by editing what I did write and have sent on behalf of both of us as a united front.
I think that I took the right route by just letting her know how happy I was to hear from her and that I would like her to let our son know how we love and miss him!
And welcomed her into the family and asked her to tell us about herself with anything she feels we should or could know.
I requested photos.
And perhaps an update on how they both are and how they met and anything else that she cared to tell us and gosh I suppose I did gush a bit…

My heart beats faster just thinking that this could be the break that I have been hoping for!
Persistence and perseverance can be borderline annoying or even dare I say be called harassment?
But I did pull back in my severe desire to regain a relationship with our younger son, which has been so difficult… any mothers out there know what I am talking about.
I am tearing up as I write this.
The hope is for this to be a new beginning and pray that anything that caused our relationship to derail to be in the past… To be truthful to this day I cannot understand or recall anything that caused this!
But if I ask that may prevent us from going forward and so I will try my darndest not to!
Geez, who said real life is stranger than a soap opera knew from what they speak, ha!

Foreseeably this could be a double edge sword, I must be cautious on how I proceed, sadly I will feel like I am walking on eggshells.
“The idiom ‘walking on eggshells’ generally describes a situation in which people must tread lightly around a sensitive topic, or make every effort not to offend a volatile or hypersensitive person. Literally walking on eggshells would require exceptional caution and self-control, similar to the feeling of avoiding conflict with an easily disturbed friend, relative or employer. Family members of active alcoholics or rageaholics often describe their careful avoidance of conflict as "walking on eggshells."” Thanks to WiseGeek.com!
That is not to say that either of my children (younger son and new daughter-in-law) have any of those described above disorders or problems, or I don’t believe that they do; but sincerely I am in fear of screwing this up, that’s all!
We all know how I have been known to say things that seem to anger some people when I don’t seem to realize why…cognitive flaw, old age or broken filter all past excuses that I have blamed for my inflammatory spewings!
Well, what it all boils down to is being careful with my words, since I truly believe all though I would love to hug my son and tell him in person how much I love him... I think that we should all take it slow.
DARN! I am tearing up again…but no, we can never go back to when they were small and cuddly and to them were their world of information and knew all the right things to do or say… and story read to them, or a game played or a vacation for fun and learning are still fond memories, but not of this day…
On that…gosh I don’t know what, heart opening of a very possible happy ending/beginning; allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Open Discussion

Allowing the door to be a wee bit ajar to talk about one of the so-called many taboo topics that ‘polite’ people are not supposed to discuss is rather eye opening.
I have this overwhelming desire to bring all faiths and beliefs together within the universe to make us keep all those promises that we all expound on in our houses of worship or our nightly prayers.
The truth is I am in fear of many not backing up what they truly want for us beings of this planet?
Do we really want peace on earth good will toward mankind or is it just polite lip service to others?
All of our wants in life would be that simpler if we just meant what we say.
Oh, that taboo topic is a discussion of religion.
No one wants to admit that they are all founded on the same reasoning’s of being good to each other.
In other words be decent.
This time on our planet is not a competition of whose religion is better than yours.
If we truly examine what is true and right with all of it, it has been that proof that as dissimilar as many would like to believe… it is not the truth, we are all much more alike than different.
We may call the deity we aspire to please by different names but what their teachings are all so much alike, it is uncanny!
One could almost say we are one. (Redundant but true)
And wouldn’t that be great; to really want the same things?
An overlap in written material is so wild too and the fact that most religious teachings begin with the Old Testament and go on to the new and on occasion beyond to others’ good books in all the many religions of the world if we open our hearts and minds, and that fascinates me.
Theology is an amazing study, which I am sure that many have tried out to know about more than just their own faith.
Understanding, is the way we can all become happier and healthier and more compatible, hmm?
I do believe in not putting down anyone who has a strong feeling for their faith.
My only problem is when someone might try to convert me to theirs that tells me that they think that theirs is superior or that mine is not as good or bad.
Respect is allowing others to believe what they feel in their own hearts to be true, and no one has the right to tell you that you are wrong.
And that is why I have on many occasions told people who blatantly spew righteous writings on my Facebook page; I bluntly state that I do not want any religious zealots writing on my page there, since most people feel that they too would do that and then we are no longer a social page but a mine is better than yours page, huh?
Now let’s dissect the word ‘zealot’, in its tamest version it is: a supporter, believer, enthusiast, devotee, aficionado, aficionada, member, but as a fanatic it can be over the top and as an advocate in my mind it is trying to be a converter, maybe?
And that is why I have my reasoning for non-promoting of religious material ala my home page, got that?
There are so many other venues like here.
That’s what blogs can be a way to express your personal opinion page, and I truly believe that we should all have one for our own free expression!
FREEDOM OF THE PRESS!
HOORAY!
And so in closing I invite all peoples of all faiths to leave a comment here that could be a positive message for this holiday season to all who may read this.
I bet you will be pleasantly surprised how many really care to be positive too!

On that miniscule suggestion of Peace on Earth and Goodwill toward all Men and Women, allow me to be the first to wish you a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly to count all your blessings and to share your overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Friday, December 9, 2011

What happened to the mall and door to door carolers?

When I was a kid we caroled every year around this time at the local mall, and when I became older and worked we caroled in our store where Hubby and I met as seniors in high school, Ohrbach’s that lived from 1923-1987. I was first as a salesgirl in the children’s department and then a second floor, floor manager, but I modeled there and I was even an elf at this time of the year there; giving out balloons to the little ones. Hubby worked in the men’s wear department, 1967-1969 then I moved on to Lord and Taylor’s through college and work study programs and after all the way through our engagement and wedding and even expecting our first son, being eight and half months pregnant!
Sadly, Ohrbach’s demised was in 1987 and that is how it is stated in its historical bio. Lord and Taylor’s is still quite alive and I have been recently informed they are opening a store in Montreal, ala our neighbors who live there all summer long.
The door to door caroling was something I seem to vaguely recall as well, probably from scouts.
Both Hubby and I were in choir in our schools, me from fifth through eleventh grade, since I worked after school in my senior year I could no longer do it, since rehearsals were then… Ahhh memories!
Being a Jew I suppose many are surprised to know that I knew all of the most famous carols, but Irving Berlin was one too and he wrote ‘White Christmas’, and ‘Chestnuts Roasting On An Open Fire’ was written by Mel Torme; also one of my people!
And I am sure there are many others too…that I have forgotten, but you get the idea.
At this time of year we all come together and that’s what is the most important thing to remember faith, family and caring for our fellow man and woman is what the season should be built on in the coming year, but to tell you the truth it should be all year long that we practice this… don’t you think?
Hanukkah and Christmas overlap this year which is kinda nice I think when that happens...
In our home since our boys are grown and not going to be here and we live in the tiniest place ever we have minimal decorations, thus the wreath with, ‘Season’s Greetings’ on our front door, a similar season’s greeting on our foyer mirror and when we get a wee bit closer to the holiday, our Menorah, from my parents, and a miniature Christmas tree from Hubby’s Mom’s friend, Ellie, a woman who was an Irish Catholic married also to a Jew (the reverse of Hubby and me), how we miss her, a truly good hearted fine woman and those emblems of the holidays will take their delegated places on our open bar from our kitchen to our living room… festive and easy breezy, and respecting both of our faiths.

I cannot reiterate my feelings enough how I miss the joy of having family close and here, but to my own sadness of memories no longer… be your own family for the season bring people you know into your fold of your homes warmth, yep even here in Florida!
But I am referring to your warmth of heart and joy of caring.

On that disconnected, not so much, dissertation of mine allow me to be the first to wish you a very happy good night and ask you to kindly to count all your blessings and share all those overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

PS And SING all those childhood favorites! Maybe try going from door to door?

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Reading, writing and arithmatic...

Yes!
That is what my title is tonight.
Happily I have sort of joined the people of the reading realm.
I have been fortunate to have gotten, already, a copy from our library of Patricia Cornwell’s latest novel Red Mist.
It amazes me that some books you have to wait weeks sometimes months for but no sooner than I saw Ms. Cornwell discussing her newest on the View I tried to contact my own public library branch on line and hit a glitch!
And so I used ye ole landline and made a verbal request! And Hubby picked it up yesterday and I am slowly on my way through another great read… more challenging than I remember with more breaks needed, but I am pumped to reach the end! Nearly five hundred pages from beginning to end.
Crazy how some things still work.

PS I am still waiting On James W. Hall’s Dead Last latest and Sue Grafton’s V is for Vengeance too, both have been on my wants list with them for a couple of weeks now.
Patricia Cornwell’s Kay Scarpetta character series has had its movie rights sold since 2009 and the confirmed rumor is that Angelina Jolie with be playing her!
She seems a bit young for the forty something medical examiner/forensics specialist military/lawyer persona with her being a mere thirty-six, but I suppose that’s Hollywood.

Why when I used to cast local commercials on the other coast here in Florida, mother’s of eight year olds were portrayed by models of twenty-three, sure it’s possible but, really?
Everything is done with smoke and mirrors… why that’s why it’s called, LALA-land, I suspect, hmm?

That appears to cover my reading portion of my title and of course this is a part of my writing, TA DA!
Not only this but I am trying harder to be more involved with my Facebook buddies posts and responding to cute or clever emails…communication is important in all forms, true?
When home I take breaks from this as you must all do, although I bet most need to be here all day long for business purposes, huh?
But I don’t and so between doing mundane household tasks, watching the TV and reading my book, I check over here to see what’s up…it does fill my day…as you all can well imagine…hmm?

The arithmetic is the figuring I had done to check to see if our refund was subtracted from our credit card yet, oh our refund?
Oh that’s right I forgot to tell you… Hubby and I felt that the TVs were being acceptably functioning and so yesterday he returned our antenna only a few days after our initial purchase when we thought ours wasn’t working due to all those pros weighing in with their diagnoses!
Any-who, we have only two credit cards other than our debit that we use and since I was a credit manager years ago I have given us a budget to not go above monthly and that antenna put us a wee bit over.
You see, I make sure we never spend more than we can pay off at the end of the month, not the minimum, all of it! Of course we are approved for considerably more than my mental image of our most allowed for us not to get into any problems… but it is always there for any emergency if need be that our cash savings is totally depleted!
So arithmetic is done here fairly often.
I am so meticulous at making sure we have no financial difficulties and then something always seems to happen to screw it up!
That imaginary account I mentioned to all of you is what I do, do, I set some monies aside, and then for some reason something happens and we have to spend it… Murphy’s Law; at least for us it always seems.
Now you know why I want to be prepared.
I knew being in scouts first as a Brownie then as a Girl Scout would pay off! HA, but true.
My business background too helps even in these bum years as I have known to call these last several that I have not worked for money!
But the point is I do work, just not for any money, get that?
I suppose saving monies legitimately is a way to have positive income, hmm?

Now to me this is what we always thought of as the three ‘R s’, but as any of us can see if we are at all educated, even minimally, one can see that to be more accurate that it should be called what it really is and than we would have to say the ‘RWA’, oh I see, doesn’t roll off the lips as well… but by now I would think it would sound a bit illiterate to say the three ‘R s’, hmm?
SORRY!
That’s me all over the place, ruining fun with my own idea of logic. LOL!

On that you had to ask, oh no you didn’t, but if you did… allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Seventy years later...

Anyone that was here and I mean alive, seventy years ago on this date December 7.1941 remember where they were then; when we formally entered WW11…The bombing of Pearl Harbor Hawaii!
Just like all the other major stories that us post WWII kids know about where we’re then for The Bay of Pigs scare of war and total inhalation, or for the JF Kennedy, Bobbie Kennedy’s or Dr. Martin Luther King’s assassinations. And adding into it the entire our major one of this century, of course, 9-11!
My parents told me they were at their friends engagement party on this date seventy years ago, being they were the ‘newlyweds’ having had their ‘Big Day’ on March 9th earlier that year too.
Shock and anxiety overtakes us all during these historic moments, and a crazy unreality wants us to believe the unbelievable.
But our minds don’t want to have it to be true.

FDR spoke of this day then as being one that will live in infamy and it has, and sadly it was one of many more that just seem to start all the others of similar infamous memories to us all of that last century.
But we have always had horrendous happenings and that is why history never ends; and has always been life changing. WWII was one of our last wars that we were proud to say that we had actually won.
Many since have been stalemates more so or not declared wars with iffy outcomes… and they continue on and on…since time immemorial it is our MOs on this planet.

Moving on…
Last night was my first night of using the new eye medication and I misspoke about what it actually is; it is erythromycin optical in a salve, not an eye drop being in liquid form.
That it is applied at bedtime to your lower lid of your eye a quarter inch’s worth on both eyes, where else, no other lower lids on my body, any on yours? LOL!
Any-who, I found out why it is to be applied at bedtime… would you be interested in knowing too?
I can’t hear you!
That’s OK I will tell you anyway… because as a salve it’s like putting Vaseline on your eyeballs!
Yep, if you want to know what my legally blind right eye sees I recommend it highly for that is the effect it gave to my left eye, you see, (interesting choice of words, ha!) now I am assuming it also did it to my right eye but to tell you the truth it was the same view as always, ha, like looking through Vaseline!
Now the assumption must be that once in bed you never ever get up, hmm…if still alive most of us do… no one does… not get out of bed? Come on, we all know that we all have to!
The trick last night and now for six more… yep, that’s the prescription recommendation a total of seven days with three refills if need be! OH NO!
And so now after bedtime I get to experience one of my least favorite of my fears, the fear of going totally legally blind, very scary!

On those gamut of thoughts in all directions allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all your blessings and kindly share your overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Just when you think everything is all right...

Newt Gingrich takes the lead as the GOP front runner, gosh what could be next; working papers for five year olds? I suppose as long as their family’s income falls below the poverty level, hmm? (His idea, not mine)
Any-who, that was not where I was going with tonight’s blog… although, something did register correctly with me today our Governor Scott is only approved by a mere 26%! Alright, perhaps I had thought it was lower, but I am sure like all polls there is at least a 5% leeway in either direction, hmm? HA!

And no, again this wasn’t either my tonight’s objective in my title… my eye doctor’s appointment was or I should say that the fact that it was not a planned event!
But when I felt a stabbing pain in my righty eye this morning, the legally blond/blind eye, and after referring to all sites having to do with eye pain… the consensus was to call the doctor and get he/she to take a look-see.
And so I did.
I called around ten thirty A.M. and they took me at one at their appointment time, not bad.
Well, maybe a little frightening since I called with hoping to test the waters and explaining that I have had sinus problems regularly and that perhaps the eye thingy could be related to that.
Why is it that no one yet can tell via the phone what’s wrong and you always have to come in for a check, actually, they get the check/the money, that is, bud dump bum! LOL!

Sure, I see it on the TV with Skype and those new phones that some doctors somewhere on the planet are examining patients via the airwaves, but not here, and not yet.
Not being that hooked-up or in or what-have-you I have to do this sort of thing the old fashioned way and so Hubby drove us to the doc’s office.

And after the usual eye-tech info exam and eye chart and drops to see what he has to see the main man the eye doc walks in with his personal assistant in his wake… and he examines my baby-blues personally and determines that I indeed had something not quite Kosher.
Yep, apparently, something invaded my territory of my righty eye in the form of dust or dirt ala windy outdoor traveling experience of yesterday!
And that dusty terrorist left my eye with a minor scratch on my right cornea and my left eye showed it too might have something going askew too… any-who the treatment for this problem was just antibiotic drops that were already picked up and are to be used at bedtime, but for both eyes for one week’s time.
I have another appointment for follow up but if I feel ok I can cancel…OKEY DOKEY!
But the drops are refillable for three more times.
And so not such a big deal in the long run, hmm?
It was such a really gorgeous day yesterday and I was wearing my duel glasses, my regular ones with those gawky old folk’s cataract ones over them.
Just when you think you are protected this happens!
Why it’s like having protected sex, well, not really, but do you get the analogy… I do!

In closing on to this evening’s topics from ordinary to wacko extraordinary allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you all to count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Monday, December 5, 2011

Supporting (indirectly) the oil companies via driving ourselves crazy!

Another day another dollar for all those other guys!
Yes, we support the economy, a little, in our own way, by shopping for things we need like a tomato plant some basil and rosemary seeds, a toilet seat (a bit of a delicate topic) and oh yes, groceries!

Let me explain why I feel the oil companies will be happy we were seemingly so befuddled with trying to replace my bathroom's toilet seat with one fairly as nice as the previous one, how odd you say, sure, but that’s me…
You see the original, which now has been replaced twice since the bathroom was refurbished after the rebuild after the hurricane… and the one chosen for the seashell theme in that feminine girly bathroom that is also a bit Victorian minus the claw-foot tub, but pedestal sink and oval mirror over it. The seat of importance had seashells embedded in the Lucite, making it not only keeping within the seashore theme but also a rather nice touch. Unfortunately, the metal parts that attached it to the toilet apparently did not hold up well to the bleach or other products used in maintaining its cleanliness and it cracked and broke. The idea at first as usual was to buy the nonperishable items first of course, which we did do… but we ended going foolishly on somewhat of a scavenger hunt for the seat. I was being logical when I said to Hubby that after two times the metal fasteners breaking we should not get the same one. It was apparent to me that it was a flaw in the design; we had never gone through that sort of thing so often before… I even thought due to my large size that I could be responsible, but Hubby straightened me out right away and said, no, because where it broke on the upright fastener on just the one side. He did study engineering for five years and so I trust his knowledge on those things.

And so we set out on our journey with an open mind to find the perfect toilet seat for the perfect ladies bathroom, by the way, his bathroom is all oak and masculine!
Any-who, we first stopped at Lowe’s and gave their assortment a once over, the newest idea in this sort of thing appears to be one that fits the adult and toddler tushies, two seaters, one inside of the other and also the not crashing down, slow release or slow go down seats.
Who would have thunk it, hmm?
But most all were white or off white with not much personality, only one had a scroll detail that I sort of responded to in my design mind, and of course those soft cushiony ones too, had one once and found it hard to keep clean.
So we went on to Home Depot with the same or similar products and so off to Walmart and again nothing new here, but we finally ended up at Target where I originally bought those seashell ones, and guess what?
None there anymore, must have been having that problem too and customers told them; boy I should have said something, how odd for me not to, huh?

We had gotten the tomato plant ( our seedlings were taking too long and the lettuce was way ahead, in growth, ha I made a funny!) and seeds at Home Depot and so Hubby suggested that we get the one at Lowe’s and so we did… see around, and around we go where we stop nobody knows!
Oh, that’s right we do… gas wasted there’s my reference to the help to the poor little ole oil companies, ha, but we have all the time in the world so who cares about wasted more of that commodity!
We had stopped for lunch out earlier between stores at Panera's and before the grocery and so it was a full day out and something productive to do.

The seat looks great and fits well with my décor, girly.
Haven’t needed to try it out yet, but uh oh TMI!
That’s me…
On that incredibly ridiculous hunt for something so very necessary… and you do know that there is a country that calls ala toilettes, necessaries?
Moving on now... and kindly allow me to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

PS Janet from Tuesday Morning in Tampa's district office did contact me when we arrived back home and we discussed how to improve entrée into their stores for people with physical challenges. She seemed quite receptive and truly concerned and determined to change it for the better; only time will tell.

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