It occurred to me that if there is an almighty that cares for every living entity than he/she would be all forgiving and then we as creatures of the Earth would know that our mistakes are just that.
What you ask? I know you really didn’t, but let’s pretend.
That our mistakes were not made out of some underlying evil reasoning, but just as simple a momentary err in judgment without malice of forethought in other words just because we appear to be evildoers doesn’t mean we always are; not with any preparedness anyway.
Some of us mistake makers are just not good at planning ahead and so sometimes we goof.
Others use the excuse that they have fear of making the wrong choice and then when rushed screw up!
Sounds like our congress is in that boat of fear of making too many mistakes, huh?
Hubby too suffers from fear of messing up; right now it is centered on whether or not our pineapple is ready for the picking. The information says when you thump on the pineapple and it sounds solid it is ripe and ready; well he already did that and it did sound solid but he is still not sure. And that’s the rub, fear of making of a mistake of picking the pineapple too soon and not having a sweet ripe fruit, could congress be worried about that too?
Analogically speaking that is…
It must be their reasoning and that is why we are all sitting on pins and needles waiting here for them to make that decision while we all chant, come on chant with me folks; pick the pineapple, pick the pineapple, pick the pineapple, will you pick the damn pineapple already! Didn’t that feel oh so much better?
Mistakes can be bad and some can be good, remember the one your parents told you they made? Kidding, but some might think they were accidents, and tell me how do you have an accidental baby, really? Anyone old enough to make one should be able to try harder, and stop that laughing, and double entendre intended, to prevent one if not ready, but who is really? (I think I am still not… and mine are thirty-five and thirty-nine, amazing!)
No way! In reality that facetious mistake that I just mentioned is one that most will admit when all is said and done; that it was a wonderful one!
It is true that horrid ones are made daily with medications and dangerous ones with mistaking gas pedals and brake pedals, but most I would like to think are fairly harmless and if not that at the very least rectifiable without too much harm or foul committed. Some inventors discovered incredible things by making what many would consider a mistake, as well as other scientific research and experiments. Why even some odd side effects of some medications proved to have dual uses that have been considered wonderful findings in the field of medicine!
I do know that what our government has to decide is much more important than what I have been making jest of, but I still feel that they all should be on the same page by now.
Gosh, they are practically living together there.
Oh that’s right, they are!
And so logically we should hopefully have the answer soon… even if it’s just them saying we can compromise! Two days left give us some relief people!
We need to know where we stand.
Updates: Skipper’s new gold plated bone-shaped tag arrived yesterday in our mailbox by get this… our postal carrier! And yes, I did pay for it to be delivered by FEDEX, and was charged $5.99 for that privilege to have delivered on this Tuesday the earliest that it could get here via them, hmm. Yea, for an early delivery but darn that delivery cost for that prime delivery company that went as far as our local post office! And so I called and felt that was not kosher and so Smith and Foster is refunding my $5.99, I offered to split the difference, but they insisted.
The next up date is my antacid coupons also arrived yesterday via the USPS too at the same time actually, one for $6, and two for each $1 off of my medication, and so that was so nice too and that was from Pepcid Complete a Johnson & Johnson product. It even came with a card for discounts on prescription drugs but unfortunately none of the ones I take are on their list, but the thought was very nice.
On those more pleasant realizations of how negotiations can work and be beneficial allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and kindly count those blessings and share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
Speaking My Mind is about: Tobi, who is a middle aged, no, oh all right a slightly over the hill woman with all the imperfections that go with that, and this concerns her daily life's perceptions and experiences.
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Nothing to do...
The weekend is now half over and without definitive plans, or I should say pre-made plans I suppose that is why Hubby and I were disappointed to find out that there was nothing around to do for grown ups locally. And believe me we did try.
We thought that we would have lunch at Hendricks Deli in Punta Gorda the industrial, green the natural one with dual flush choices on their toilets and a new lighted bar since our last visit and we did, which was just fine our Pannini sandwiches of the Cuban persuasion. And our intentions were to also go over to the two antique shops in town, one at the railroad station and the other across from it that looks like an old fashioned gas station. Well, to our unknowingly surprise the railroad station is closed for the months of July and August and the other did not have a true ADA access since there were steps into it and no ramp that Hubby could see and he did reconnaissance for me at both locations while I waited in the car with cooling vest on and air-conditioning running.
Oh sure, there was a Harry Potter Faire at the Historic Park with wand creating and magic and face painting and such and even the Cultural Center had a back to school carnival, but nothing for us grown-ups!
Oh poo!
I suppose with that comment I would have fit in just fine, huh?
But seriously without even a grandchild to falsify entry we did not think that would be our thing or appropriate. Although, I must admit we are Harry Potter fans and have seen all of the movies but this newest one, since we wait for the rental DVD’s to come out and that last one is already in out Blockebuster queue. And being a Mom myself no one can underestimate our memories of the going back to school time period that we all used to get excited over with anticipation for new things from clothes to necessities for the classroom, but again we had no legit reasoning to go to either. We do hope everyone else had a wonderful time though.
One more museum we felt sure would be opened on our journey but it wasn’t and disappointment rebounded, darn, why are so many fun things closed on Saturday and Sunday here?
And so our final trip back home left us with one possibility and so after Hubby ran in to pick up my two prescriptions. And so close to home, on the access road nearby our main thoroughfare to our street is an indoor flea market that has been there a while. We had never ventured into it and Hubby once again checked this venue out and he reported back it was accessible but did not have anything he felt we would be interested in and so we came home. Oddly enough we were right on time for one of our favorite PBS shows, Ask This Old House. And so routine returned and our nothing to do boredom too…
Gosh as an adult you would think we would be able to find more constructive ways to entertain ourselves, huh?
I am NOT giving up for my inquiring mind needs to be active and so does Hubby’s…
It’s just sad that we seem to not have that many museums here and the few we do have, have shortened hours, but I suppose it is the money thing and cutback thing for that I am pretty sure.
Any-who, we will just have to co-ordinate with their hours and investigate further and make an effort to organize our adventures not so spur of the moment, which is what we did when younger.
Why I can remember when our sons were young we would each pack a bag and take off for the weekend and decide after once in the car where we were going.
One time we went all the way down to Key West when we lived in Ormond Beach just north of Daytona around three hundred and thirty miles give or take a mile!
Yep, that was us, and some times it is nice to just do something, but I guess now that we don’t go as far we will have to think ahead with our head, huh?
On that thought of trying to be spontaneous in an area that makes it more challenging allow me to be the first to wish you a very happy good night and to ask you kindly 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?
We thought that we would have lunch at Hendricks Deli in Punta Gorda the industrial, green the natural one with dual flush choices on their toilets and a new lighted bar since our last visit and we did, which was just fine our Pannini sandwiches of the Cuban persuasion. And our intentions were to also go over to the two antique shops in town, one at the railroad station and the other across from it that looks like an old fashioned gas station. Well, to our unknowingly surprise the railroad station is closed for the months of July and August and the other did not have a true ADA access since there were steps into it and no ramp that Hubby could see and he did reconnaissance for me at both locations while I waited in the car with cooling vest on and air-conditioning running.
Oh sure, there was a Harry Potter Faire at the Historic Park with wand creating and magic and face painting and such and even the Cultural Center had a back to school carnival, but nothing for us grown-ups!
Oh poo!
I suppose with that comment I would have fit in just fine, huh?
But seriously without even a grandchild to falsify entry we did not think that would be our thing or appropriate. Although, I must admit we are Harry Potter fans and have seen all of the movies but this newest one, since we wait for the rental DVD’s to come out and that last one is already in out Blockebuster queue. And being a Mom myself no one can underestimate our memories of the going back to school time period that we all used to get excited over with anticipation for new things from clothes to necessities for the classroom, but again we had no legit reasoning to go to either. We do hope everyone else had a wonderful time though.
One more museum we felt sure would be opened on our journey but it wasn’t and disappointment rebounded, darn, why are so many fun things closed on Saturday and Sunday here?
And so our final trip back home left us with one possibility and so after Hubby ran in to pick up my two prescriptions. And so close to home, on the access road nearby our main thoroughfare to our street is an indoor flea market that has been there a while. We had never ventured into it and Hubby once again checked this venue out and he reported back it was accessible but did not have anything he felt we would be interested in and so we came home. Oddly enough we were right on time for one of our favorite PBS shows, Ask This Old House. And so routine returned and our nothing to do boredom too…
Gosh as an adult you would think we would be able to find more constructive ways to entertain ourselves, huh?
I am NOT giving up for my inquiring mind needs to be active and so does Hubby’s…
It’s just sad that we seem to not have that many museums here and the few we do have, have shortened hours, but I suppose it is the money thing and cutback thing for that I am pretty sure.
Any-who, we will just have to co-ordinate with their hours and investigate further and make an effort to organize our adventures not so spur of the moment, which is what we did when younger.
Why I can remember when our sons were young we would each pack a bag and take off for the weekend and decide after once in the car where we were going.
One time we went all the way down to Key West when we lived in Ormond Beach just north of Daytona around three hundred and thirty miles give or take a mile!
Yep, that was us, and some times it is nice to just do something, but I guess now that we don’t go as far we will have to think ahead with our head, huh?
On that thought of trying to be spontaneous in an area that makes it more challenging allow me to be the first to wish you a very happy good night and to ask you kindly 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?
Friday, July 29, 2011
Sabotage
Sabotage to one’s self in life is damaging, disruptive, and interfering to the point that it can harm and incapacitate you by impairing yourself to not being able to do much of anything other than to think about it.
Then why do I do it so often?
Not consciously, but heck yes, it has to be consciously when I know what I am doing has ramifications, but when I don’t get answers for questions (Questions that are not anything earth shattering either but to be polite should be answered) from those whom you consider friends, distrust shows and it sinks my heart inside of me. My resolve is to argue to no avail or to cut lose the believed to be offender.
And this afternoon I did it again without any patience what-so-ever I asked my question and waited for a response and when I did not get any but noticed in the interim that the person had time to post something on my site I first closed their post which I think was directed at me in a very negative way (or it could be my paranoia showing its ugly head) and then I unfriended them!
My temperament is still riled now and I am very sad, since I did really truly believe this person to be a friend; others have been easier since they’re no emotional connection to them, oh well…too late now.
Oddly enough two others have requested to be my friends in that time since earlier today when it all happened and I said yes to them.
Sadly these Facebook friends appear to be a dime a dozen, oops did I say that? But to be honest most will have to admit many are.
Just like men or women discuss when they have a bad break up, ‘there are always more fish in the sea”, same with friendship I am sorry to report or maybe not?
True friends I found are difficult to find.
I thought I had one and then she deceived me and this was after forty-one years of sister-like friendship our sons even call her aunt.
Lying as I said makes me cringe and some feel that only puppies and drunks tell the truth and to me that just seems like a sad commentary on us human beings.
As a confirmed Pollyanna on many topics I sure hope not.
And how odd it is to hear that a person who mimics Mom’s word of if you cannot say anything nice about someone don’t say anything at all appears to consistently find how to back door friends with negative commentary, how ironic I would say!
OK now I am on to pet peeves I do know that practically anything in life has been said before by some savvy person or another and quotes are there for the searching, surfing or what-have-you, but at times originality would be nice to hear from people instead of only using others words via the brilliant quote?
Have we all gone bonkers with the realization that we cannot come up with an original thought? I would definitely like to think that is not the case…
Of course we have all been influenced by things we have learned as children or even as adults, but when did individual thinking stop being the preferred way to communicate?
And when did we have to reference everything we say or do by what have been said or done in the past?
There ought to be a law that we as human beings should think for ourselves daily!
And do not ask anyone else their opinion or if these jeans make my backside look big or any other more profound questions, you get my drift...
This social networking is exhilarating but on some things I still think we all have a ways to go on like in the area of… THINK, THINK, THINK for yourself and then express those thoughts out loud to perhaps your Facebook peeps?
Tonight I am more than sure you will be happy to know that I can no longer individually post to your walls and from now on you all who might want to read this drivel nightly will have to go to my wall on my profile page to access it or here on Blogspot thank you the Tobi management, LOL! I cannot read those security codes and my hands tire from all those mistakes I make by my misreads of the letters… and so you either get me or not and I am truly sorry for that.
On this evening of nasty retorts 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 your overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
Then why do I do it so often?
Not consciously, but heck yes, it has to be consciously when I know what I am doing has ramifications, but when I don’t get answers for questions (Questions that are not anything earth shattering either but to be polite should be answered) from those whom you consider friends, distrust shows and it sinks my heart inside of me. My resolve is to argue to no avail or to cut lose the believed to be offender.
And this afternoon I did it again without any patience what-so-ever I asked my question and waited for a response and when I did not get any but noticed in the interim that the person had time to post something on my site I first closed their post which I think was directed at me in a very negative way (or it could be my paranoia showing its ugly head) and then I unfriended them!
My temperament is still riled now and I am very sad, since I did really truly believe this person to be a friend; others have been easier since they’re no emotional connection to them, oh well…too late now.
Oddly enough two others have requested to be my friends in that time since earlier today when it all happened and I said yes to them.
Sadly these Facebook friends appear to be a dime a dozen, oops did I say that? But to be honest most will have to admit many are.
Just like men or women discuss when they have a bad break up, ‘there are always more fish in the sea”, same with friendship I am sorry to report or maybe not?
True friends I found are difficult to find.
I thought I had one and then she deceived me and this was after forty-one years of sister-like friendship our sons even call her aunt.
Lying as I said makes me cringe and some feel that only puppies and drunks tell the truth and to me that just seems like a sad commentary on us human beings.
As a confirmed Pollyanna on many topics I sure hope not.
And how odd it is to hear that a person who mimics Mom’s word of if you cannot say anything nice about someone don’t say anything at all appears to consistently find how to back door friends with negative commentary, how ironic I would say!
OK now I am on to pet peeves I do know that practically anything in life has been said before by some savvy person or another and quotes are there for the searching, surfing or what-have-you, but at times originality would be nice to hear from people instead of only using others words via the brilliant quote?
Have we all gone bonkers with the realization that we cannot come up with an original thought? I would definitely like to think that is not the case…
Of course we have all been influenced by things we have learned as children or even as adults, but when did individual thinking stop being the preferred way to communicate?
And when did we have to reference everything we say or do by what have been said or done in the past?
There ought to be a law that we as human beings should think for ourselves daily!
And do not ask anyone else their opinion or if these jeans make my backside look big or any other more profound questions, you get my drift...
This social networking is exhilarating but on some things I still think we all have a ways to go on like in the area of… THINK, THINK, THINK for yourself and then express those thoughts out loud to perhaps your Facebook peeps?
Tonight I am more than sure you will be happy to know that I can no longer individually post to your walls and from now on you all who might want to read this drivel nightly will have to go to my wall on my profile page to access it or here on Blogspot thank you the Tobi management, LOL! I cannot read those security codes and my hands tire from all those mistakes I make by my misreads of the letters… and so you either get me or not and I am truly sorry for that.
On this evening of nasty retorts 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 your overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Consumers do have the ability to get what they want or need
Today I revisited an old reoccurring problem that I really thought had been resolved a couple of years ago, our kitchen faucet’s finish was peeling once again.
Now I do know that the world is into stainless steal but being in the restaurant business for a while everything we had was commercial grade and all of it was stainless, big refrigerator/freezer, stove, grill, even our prep surfaces were stainless, display cases you name it.
And because of that in our home I did not want or like it. And so when we had to redo our kitchen after Hurricane Charley I went with white appliances, switching out the stainless steal sink and faucet with a white Corian sink (our counters are Corian too, but Blueridge is the color) and therefore a white single handle faucet with a built in hose and all our faucets in the bathrooms are brass and even our door handles are brass as well, to me it looks like gold, which I find quite appealing. While to me, stainless means industrial strength not homey; and I do know most crave it, desire it and just plum want it or have it because of the way it looks, and one must admit it does hold up well and polishes up well with Sheila Shine, which at one point we should have had stock in from all the stainless we had.
We did buy an American Standard faucet that is what this one is and we have bought entire bathrooms of that brand over the forty-years we have been married and in those five homes that we have had either built or renovated or whatever. But to be sure we have always had good luck with anything that was purchased from them except for this darn faucet in the white coated product, let’s put it this way it is our third one that the finish has chipped off of.
Last time a few years ago after purchasing the second a few years before that and it is a good one of over one hundred bucks when the second one went we asked Home Depot about what to do and they suggested contacting the company and then American Standard sent us a new one no charge and identical. But this time when we called and got an email address to send them PICS of what had happened they said I had two choices to send them our receipt for a full refund or they would replace it with chrome or stainless steal one free of charge; even without my receipt.
Well, I told the customers service rep that it was so long ago that I would probably not be able to find the receipt and so I did something rather nervy and I asked her if they had any in brass. And she said no, and then I said that I would prefer the stainless over the chrome and that’s what she is sending. I had explained why I preferred the brass like I did here, but I suppose that if I recall that is why we went with white last time, brass kitchen sink faucets are not that common, and apparently our white one finally was determined to be a problem since they no longer make them in the white for our style.
All I emailed back was a great big, literarily a big, THANK YOU!
What else should one say?
Looking a gift horse in the mouth again, I should be so ashamed, but it is refreshing to know that some company’s ala ‘American Standard’ still stand behind their products completely and they are an American company out of Piscataway, NJ, at least their customer's service is and I hope their manufacturing is too.
On that bit of what I did today’s peek into my life as I see it or how it appears, huh?
Dear readers please allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count those blessings and to share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
Now I do know that the world is into stainless steal but being in the restaurant business for a while everything we had was commercial grade and all of it was stainless, big refrigerator/freezer, stove, grill, even our prep surfaces were stainless, display cases you name it.
And because of that in our home I did not want or like it. And so when we had to redo our kitchen after Hurricane Charley I went with white appliances, switching out the stainless steal sink and faucet with a white Corian sink (our counters are Corian too, but Blueridge is the color) and therefore a white single handle faucet with a built in hose and all our faucets in the bathrooms are brass and even our door handles are brass as well, to me it looks like gold, which I find quite appealing. While to me, stainless means industrial strength not homey; and I do know most crave it, desire it and just plum want it or have it because of the way it looks, and one must admit it does hold up well and polishes up well with Sheila Shine, which at one point we should have had stock in from all the stainless we had.
We did buy an American Standard faucet that is what this one is and we have bought entire bathrooms of that brand over the forty-years we have been married and in those five homes that we have had either built or renovated or whatever. But to be sure we have always had good luck with anything that was purchased from them except for this darn faucet in the white coated product, let’s put it this way it is our third one that the finish has chipped off of.
Last time a few years ago after purchasing the second a few years before that and it is a good one of over one hundred bucks when the second one went we asked Home Depot about what to do and they suggested contacting the company and then American Standard sent us a new one no charge and identical. But this time when we called and got an email address to send them PICS of what had happened they said I had two choices to send them our receipt for a full refund or they would replace it with chrome or stainless steal one free of charge; even without my receipt.
Well, I told the customers service rep that it was so long ago that I would probably not be able to find the receipt and so I did something rather nervy and I asked her if they had any in brass. And she said no, and then I said that I would prefer the stainless over the chrome and that’s what she is sending. I had explained why I preferred the brass like I did here, but I suppose that if I recall that is why we went with white last time, brass kitchen sink faucets are not that common, and apparently our white one finally was determined to be a problem since they no longer make them in the white for our style.
All I emailed back was a great big, literarily a big, THANK YOU!
What else should one say?
Looking a gift horse in the mouth again, I should be so ashamed, but it is refreshing to know that some company’s ala ‘American Standard’ still stand behind their products completely and they are an American company out of Piscataway, NJ, at least their customer's service is and I hope their manufacturing is too.
On that bit of what I did today’s peek into my life as I see it or how it appears, huh?
Dear readers please allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count those blessings and to share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Have you ever...
Let’s say that it was a plan in you mind and you argued in your head with the how of the way it might, not could, turn out?
Medical/mental health professionals might say that this way of thinking is counter-productive and could cause a freeze in your going forward with anything positive and could even be considered, wait for it… a ‘stalemate’, that it is more beneficial to consider COMPROMISE!
Does this sound familiar to you?
Sure it does, and one savvy newsman from NBC in New York, Brian Williams even suggested that it appears that we are all living in the: ‘Groundhog Day Movie’ circa 1993, where everyday is exactly the same as the other with nothing changing, hmm, sound more familiar? COMPROMISE is the ANSWER for change!
I believe it’s worse than doing something that doesn’t work over and over again and getting the same negative result, which is PS considered CRAZY! To listen to others and self evaluate why your way is not working is considered and that perhaps that a compromise might, is how SANE people accomplish things!
Not to be rude, but doesn’t our government realize that we are all losing quite a bit of respect for them?
Nah, that would mean they get us, and it is evident that OH NO, THEY DON’T!
Ladies and Gentlemen please play nice!
People are responding and acting by going where you are and telling you all what we need for you to do to get this done!
We can make decisions, why is it that you cannot?
Listen, if it is fear of making a mistake that is responsible for your indecision then guys think of it this way… it’s not like you haven’t made any before, right?
This country’s finances are in a big mess and you all seem to know what we have to cut out our over spending on and to tighten our belts and throw out programs that don’t work and so start there, huh? But may I suggest starting with the thought of concern for some of us underdogs, not your crony’s?
I know we can all find things in our personal budgets to cutback on, heaven knows we scaled back nearly thirteen years ago to our smaller home, got rid of cable nearly sixteen years ago after our sons left, we even switch car insurances whenever we can get a better deal, same with other things, grow veggies, have a composter, and rain barrels, etc. you name it. Sure we no longer have loyalty to any particular company but why should we if they gouge us? Too bad we can’t change the old guard of you government guys as quickly as that, huh?
Unfortunately, you all have the job to watch our backs with our monies from the taxes that we pay as good AMERICANS! Through our payroll taxes FDIC yearly too etc.
You are all watching the bank, so-to-speak, and may I say you are doing a lousy job!
Half of the expenditures are not accounted for appropriately or if not inappropriate superfluous!
And the other half you are claiming were necessary… or unnecessary, whichever appears to work for your special needs or incomes, huh? It can all take a simplistic mind like mine and create HAVOC! You all should be so ashamed; you know that!
We, as the so-called, ‘little-people’ are depending on you to represent us all, not just your favs, get that?
I am so frustrated not unlike millions of Americans with the lack of cooperation that you have been showing to one another and so you must all know that when the election comes around and you all have not done what you have been expected to do in a timely fashion then you must realize we will let you know…the only way you seem to understand, that you are going to go the way of the dinosaurs! And no, Stephen Spielberg will not bring you all back, so there! (I am now sticking out my adult tongue at all of you impossible peeps so take that!)
I must admit that did nothing for my feelings of needing a resolve but it is often considered helpful with trying to make heads or tails of stupidity when you write things down, and NAH it didn’t do that either, oh well… sorry!
You have to admit I did try, once again, hmm?
On that, gosh who knows what? Any-who, allow me to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share your overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
Medical/mental health professionals might say that this way of thinking is counter-productive and could cause a freeze in your going forward with anything positive and could even be considered, wait for it… a ‘stalemate’, that it is more beneficial to consider COMPROMISE!
Does this sound familiar to you?
Sure it does, and one savvy newsman from NBC in New York, Brian Williams even suggested that it appears that we are all living in the: ‘Groundhog Day Movie’ circa 1993, where everyday is exactly the same as the other with nothing changing, hmm, sound more familiar? COMPROMISE is the ANSWER for change!
I believe it’s worse than doing something that doesn’t work over and over again and getting the same negative result, which is PS considered CRAZY! To listen to others and self evaluate why your way is not working is considered and that perhaps that a compromise might, is how SANE people accomplish things!
Not to be rude, but doesn’t our government realize that we are all losing quite a bit of respect for them?
Nah, that would mean they get us, and it is evident that OH NO, THEY DON’T!
Ladies and Gentlemen please play nice!
People are responding and acting by going where you are and telling you all what we need for you to do to get this done!
We can make decisions, why is it that you cannot?
Listen, if it is fear of making a mistake that is responsible for your indecision then guys think of it this way… it’s not like you haven’t made any before, right?
This country’s finances are in a big mess and you all seem to know what we have to cut out our over spending on and to tighten our belts and throw out programs that don’t work and so start there, huh? But may I suggest starting with the thought of concern for some of us underdogs, not your crony’s?
I know we can all find things in our personal budgets to cutback on, heaven knows we scaled back nearly thirteen years ago to our smaller home, got rid of cable nearly sixteen years ago after our sons left, we even switch car insurances whenever we can get a better deal, same with other things, grow veggies, have a composter, and rain barrels, etc. you name it. Sure we no longer have loyalty to any particular company but why should we if they gouge us? Too bad we can’t change the old guard of you government guys as quickly as that, huh?
Unfortunately, you all have the job to watch our backs with our monies from the taxes that we pay as good AMERICANS! Through our payroll taxes FDIC yearly too etc.
You are all watching the bank, so-to-speak, and may I say you are doing a lousy job!
Half of the expenditures are not accounted for appropriately or if not inappropriate superfluous!
And the other half you are claiming were necessary… or unnecessary, whichever appears to work for your special needs or incomes, huh? It can all take a simplistic mind like mine and create HAVOC! You all should be so ashamed; you know that!
We, as the so-called, ‘little-people’ are depending on you to represent us all, not just your favs, get that?
I am so frustrated not unlike millions of Americans with the lack of cooperation that you have been showing to one another and so you must all know that when the election comes around and you all have not done what you have been expected to do in a timely fashion then you must realize we will let you know…the only way you seem to understand, that you are going to go the way of the dinosaurs! And no, Stephen Spielberg will not bring you all back, so there! (I am now sticking out my adult tongue at all of you impossible peeps so take that!)
I must admit that did nothing for my feelings of needing a resolve but it is often considered helpful with trying to make heads or tails of stupidity when you write things down, and NAH it didn’t do that either, oh well… sorry!
You have to admit I did try, once again, hmm?
On that, gosh who knows what? Any-who, allow me to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share your overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Sometimes talking to someone about...
The reason why you are locked out of acquiring more coupons for an item is just a matter of picking up the telephone and asking, and so I did.
Amazingly, I kept trying to get a few dollars off for an antacid tablet I take twice a day that helps me with all my medications that irritate my stomach and it is more expensive than my prescriptions that are discounted through our county, at 65%, a nice one. The only thing you need to qualify is that you do not have any insurance.
And so I checked online for their customer service toll free number and sure enough they were very happy to send me a six dollar off coupon within the week, better than the three dollar one online, and to also put me on their mailing list to receive more coupons every few months, but at a dollar a shot. Every little bit helps, huh?
I was not ever one much for coupons but with all that is going on and my telling everyone how we should all manage better it was sort of my last frontier in that arena.
Early on I would clip them out and then forget to use them or file them in my handy dandy Rubbermaid filing box and then forget again and found myself tossing them since they would then be out dated.
Mind you this is when I was young and extremely busy with work and family!
Now I have all the time in the world…and so I do try to look at the grocery circulars and save that way and also surf the net for particular items that I need that are usually online with coupons.
Groupon, I think is a wonderful idea, but for some reason I couldn’t get into it.
Simplicity is best when you need something search the net prior to the outing and find out that way and print and clip, for me it works, when I remember… that is!
Many groceries are doing it also online… get your mind out of the gutter!
No, posting their specials online too with in-store coupons as well, all you have to do is check before your weekly shopping spree.
Ah this techno marvel is super duper, although I do know that many higher tech phones have all these apps too!
I say whatever works for you, just do it.
Remember we all will have to be cutting back even more than we have been which sounds really harsh.
Since most of us have learned how to cut back quite significantly over these last several hard time years.
Have you contacted your congressmen and women to let them know how you feel?
I did a while back and so far I wonder why they haven’t seemed to have gotten my message, huh?
Well, I can hear you all laughing, but THIS IS NOT FUNNY!
Listen folks if it is done en masse then for sure they would have no choice than to listen!
We are getting down to the wire and I do know that many are not worried, but sadly I believe that is people who do not like our president or are very wealthy and prefer the status quo.
Any-who, I, as a commoner feel that need to be heard and I am never shy when it comes to what I think is unfair and SPEAKING MY MIND, ha!
Right now they are spreading boloney about how our unemployment rate is going down and that jobs are bountiful here in the Sunshine State of Florida, not to put a damper on this propaganda but I checked and although it appears that construction jobs are slowly rebounding, thankfully, the jobs available were not in that field and besides the article only mentioned a little over 20K openings, but I beg to differ if I recall our state lost 750K or so I thought so, but I could be wrong I have been wrong before, nothing new there…
And the worst of it was that it was recommending that these jobs were for out of stators to come here and take them from our locals?
WHAT?
Isn’t our state’s unemployment rate sky high; with one county as high as just over 16%?
Most of the other counties here are still in the double digits and we have 67 of them and so I mark this article as …WHAT? ARE YOU KIDDING?
On this night of another baffling time in our lives I would like to be the first allowed to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you kindly to count your blessings and share your overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
PS here’s a picture that we bought months ago at the Cultural Center’s, Trash or Treasure shop for twenty bucks and I was hoping that someone might know where it is supposed to be and who the artist is, it was taken apart for me to clean it and there wasn’t a signature I do believe it is Giclée and it’s outer dimensions with frame included are 21”X 24”.
PSS plus it is quite even the picture is askew only due to trying to keep the glass from having that nasty glare that distorts it from the cameras eye. My guess was South Beach in Miami, since I seem to have a collection of artwork forming since 2004 of places in Florida that we have been to.
Amazingly, I kept trying to get a few dollars off for an antacid tablet I take twice a day that helps me with all my medications that irritate my stomach and it is more expensive than my prescriptions that are discounted through our county, at 65%, a nice one. The only thing you need to qualify is that you do not have any insurance.
And so I checked online for their customer service toll free number and sure enough they were very happy to send me a six dollar off coupon within the week, better than the three dollar one online, and to also put me on their mailing list to receive more coupons every few months, but at a dollar a shot. Every little bit helps, huh?
I was not ever one much for coupons but with all that is going on and my telling everyone how we should all manage better it was sort of my last frontier in that arena.
Early on I would clip them out and then forget to use them or file them in my handy dandy Rubbermaid filing box and then forget again and found myself tossing them since they would then be out dated.
Mind you this is when I was young and extremely busy with work and family!
Now I have all the time in the world…and so I do try to look at the grocery circulars and save that way and also surf the net for particular items that I need that are usually online with coupons.
Groupon, I think is a wonderful idea, but for some reason I couldn’t get into it.
Simplicity is best when you need something search the net prior to the outing and find out that way and print and clip, for me it works, when I remember… that is!
Many groceries are doing it also online… get your mind out of the gutter!
No, posting their specials online too with in-store coupons as well, all you have to do is check before your weekly shopping spree.
Ah this techno marvel is super duper, although I do know that many higher tech phones have all these apps too!
I say whatever works for you, just do it.
Remember we all will have to be cutting back even more than we have been which sounds really harsh.
Since most of us have learned how to cut back quite significantly over these last several hard time years.
Have you contacted your congressmen and women to let them know how you feel?
I did a while back and so far I wonder why they haven’t seemed to have gotten my message, huh?
Well, I can hear you all laughing, but THIS IS NOT FUNNY!
Listen folks if it is done en masse then for sure they would have no choice than to listen!
We are getting down to the wire and I do know that many are not worried, but sadly I believe that is people who do not like our president or are very wealthy and prefer the status quo.
Any-who, I, as a commoner feel that need to be heard and I am never shy when it comes to what I think is unfair and SPEAKING MY MIND, ha!
Right now they are spreading boloney about how our unemployment rate is going down and that jobs are bountiful here in the Sunshine State of Florida, not to put a damper on this propaganda but I checked and although it appears that construction jobs are slowly rebounding, thankfully, the jobs available were not in that field and besides the article only mentioned a little over 20K openings, but I beg to differ if I recall our state lost 750K or so I thought so, but I could be wrong I have been wrong before, nothing new there…
And the worst of it was that it was recommending that these jobs were for out of stators to come here and take them from our locals?
WHAT?
Isn’t our state’s unemployment rate sky high; with one county as high as just over 16%?
Most of the other counties here are still in the double digits and we have 67 of them and so I mark this article as …WHAT? ARE YOU KIDDING?
On this night of another baffling time in our lives I would like to be the first allowed to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you kindly to count your blessings and share your overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
PS here’s a picture that we bought months ago at the Cultural Center’s, Trash or Treasure shop for twenty bucks and I was hoping that someone might know where it is supposed to be and who the artist is, it was taken apart for me to clean it and there wasn’t a signature I do believe it is Giclée and it’s outer dimensions with frame included are 21”X 24”.
PSS plus it is quite even the picture is askew only due to trying to keep the glass from having that nasty glare that distorts it from the cameras eye. My guess was South Beach in Miami, since I seem to have a collection of artwork forming since 2004 of places in Florida that we have been to.
Monday, July 25, 2011
Tag I am it...
Oops gal is at it again.
Senility may be coming sooner rather than later.
When we came home from our yearly veterinarian office visit with our noble canine Skipper a few weeks ago I got a rude awakening.
Yep, sometime in between then (last year) and then (the earlier part of this month) I had tossed his name tag away and foolishly kept his old rabies/license from two years ago with his last year’s rabies/license and so he was well rabies/licensed in duplicate, uh oh and I don’t even work for the government, dud dump dumb, got that? And yes, now he only has the one rabies/license this year’s model on now.
Any-who, and I suppose that I was dually upset, since that was a gift, perhaps the last one that we received from our estranged son, the younger one; small but memorable and because of by who it was from and that saddened me quite a bit.
With us now in the season, that is hurricane, yep, I won’t let it go since it weights heavy on all of us disaster survivors as you can well imagine.
Today, I took it upon myself to find a similar one online and when I recognized the name of a legit company, Doctor Foster and Smith: drsfostersmith.com, on my search and so I went ahead and ordered it. It was only $4.49 on sale, but this one instead of being colored blue like his original one we upgraded to a 14K gold ‘plated’ thus the cheap price in a bone shape, same as the old one. The new one sounds good and looks pretty good too by the picture I chose it from, and it allowed for all of Skipper’s info, address and two phone numbers, cell and home so if he gets lost and then found they can contact us. Crazy as it is the shipping ala FEDEX is more expensive than the whole thing at $5.99 to be delivered in seven business days, and that was the cheapest!
To be fair, Skipper is not a wanderer and never has been, but one never knows does one. Hubby wouldn’t go for the chip, he thinks it’s not safe even after I explained it to him that it is safe, and I kept explaining that it does not hurt the dog or cat or whoever gets them. I think that I heard somewhere that it was being considered for some people with Alzheimer’s or other forms of dementia that wanders from their homes without I.D. And I would consider it for myself if I needed it, but then I wouldn’t know would I? Not funny!
That or a GPS would be a great idea, but newer phones have that, huh?
Ours are older and so I don’t believe we have that, anyway I hope we don’t get lost!
Our boat has a GPS, but even so we haven’t gotten the new card which allows it to become transferable to our car.
But so far we hardly ever get lost, and if we do, I always remember what dad would say, “The world is round and so we will find our way home eventually!” gotta love the guy.
And I remember when he said that to me.
When my mom took a nap and we were on our trip across country that summer of 1965, and he handed me the map to help navigate and we ended up in Toledo Ohio when we were supposed to be heading towards Amarillo Texas, would you believe?
What can I say I was fifteen and had no idea what I was doing, but I learned fast after that big OOPS! And dad handled it great, and mom was none the wiser.
On that scenic route of an end to another glimpse into the goofy one’s life allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you kindly to count your blessings and to share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
Senility may be coming sooner rather than later.
When we came home from our yearly veterinarian office visit with our noble canine Skipper a few weeks ago I got a rude awakening.
Yep, sometime in between then (last year) and then (the earlier part of this month) I had tossed his name tag away and foolishly kept his old rabies/license from two years ago with his last year’s rabies/license and so he was well rabies/licensed in duplicate, uh oh and I don’t even work for the government, dud dump dumb, got that? And yes, now he only has the one rabies/license this year’s model on now.
Any-who, and I suppose that I was dually upset, since that was a gift, perhaps the last one that we received from our estranged son, the younger one; small but memorable and because of by who it was from and that saddened me quite a bit.
With us now in the season, that is hurricane, yep, I won’t let it go since it weights heavy on all of us disaster survivors as you can well imagine.
Today, I took it upon myself to find a similar one online and when I recognized the name of a legit company, Doctor Foster and Smith: drsfostersmith.com, on my search and so I went ahead and ordered it. It was only $4.49 on sale, but this one instead of being colored blue like his original one we upgraded to a 14K gold ‘plated’ thus the cheap price in a bone shape, same as the old one. The new one sounds good and looks pretty good too by the picture I chose it from, and it allowed for all of Skipper’s info, address and two phone numbers, cell and home so if he gets lost and then found they can contact us. Crazy as it is the shipping ala FEDEX is more expensive than the whole thing at $5.99 to be delivered in seven business days, and that was the cheapest!
To be fair, Skipper is not a wanderer and never has been, but one never knows does one. Hubby wouldn’t go for the chip, he thinks it’s not safe even after I explained it to him that it is safe, and I kept explaining that it does not hurt the dog or cat or whoever gets them. I think that I heard somewhere that it was being considered for some people with Alzheimer’s or other forms of dementia that wanders from their homes without I.D. And I would consider it for myself if I needed it, but then I wouldn’t know would I? Not funny!
That or a GPS would be a great idea, but newer phones have that, huh?
Ours are older and so I don’t believe we have that, anyway I hope we don’t get lost!
Our boat has a GPS, but even so we haven’t gotten the new card which allows it to become transferable to our car.
But so far we hardly ever get lost, and if we do, I always remember what dad would say, “The world is round and so we will find our way home eventually!” gotta love the guy.
And I remember when he said that to me.
When my mom took a nap and we were on our trip across country that summer of 1965, and he handed me the map to help navigate and we ended up in Toledo Ohio when we were supposed to be heading towards Amarillo Texas, would you believe?
What can I say I was fifteen and had no idea what I was doing, but I learned fast after that big OOPS! And dad handled it great, and mom was none the wiser.
On that scenic route of an end to another glimpse into the goofy one’s life allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you kindly to count your blessings and to share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Jumble, bumble and crumble...
Jumble, is an untidy heap, clutter, muddle, mess, hodgepodge, mishmash, mixture, mix up, disarrange, mess up and shuffle.
To bumble is to speak clumsily, move clumsily or to hum as if a bee.
And to crumble is to disintegrate, fall down, deteriorate, fall apart, fall to pieces, collapse, crush, grind, powder, and yield, give in, submit, and also cave in.
Now on a good day I am none of those, but lately… I must admit that…
Let’s put it this way… I resemble those remarks on most days way too often…!
Oh and that refers to my body and language issues not my housekeeping in case any one was wondering, LOL!
Fascinating to know where you stand in the bigger picture of the world, huh?
And to be able to stay true to your beliefs that are honorable.
So today I am sad to say that I unfriended another person who I felt was way over the top with thinking and hatred of a particular race of people, and when I read that this person wrote to be prepared and locked and loaded, that’s when I cut them loose!
It’s only fair for me to have my beliefs of trying hard to have faith in all humankind, but when some spew so much negativity it frightens me and sadly I have no other option than to do what I did.
All people have value I do believe but some cannot change their way of thinking and I suppose all one can do in that case is try to be the best you can be and not associate with such venomous attitudes.
Unfortunately in my early years I learned the hard way that some people don’t want to change and it made me feel sad to acknowledge that truth. In the end those who will not change ended up hating me for not thinking their way.
But such is life, I suspect.
As I have said many times before I do respect other ways of thinking unless it is pure hatred for a particular group of people then I have no acceptance what-so-ever and I have no remorse in my heart for that; cold, huh? Actually darn hot with anger and frustration!
As a young woman I did try my hardest to change some others but they wanted no part of what I was saying and so I did learn the hard way as the expression goes and alienated many others.
Besides hate of other peoples being on my list of why you might lose me as a friend; I also do not care for being lied to, which has in recent years that alone has ended many a relationship when I spoke my mind back to the perpetrator.
I suppose I have come full circle with being able to or I should say allowed to do that here, huh?
Better at times than telling a human face-to-face, true?
Yes, I do suppose I am a bit of a chicken, but a sensitive one.
And as we all think we know “no guts no glory”, wait a minute; I know where I heard that before… that was Indy Jones! LOL!
A movie character and you see why now that I cannot keep things straight, but in some cases those movie characters did have it right or their screen writers I should say did…
Listen I think the harsh reality of other vehemence has made me realized that guts and glory has its purpose by sturdier more capable people than me…and so I have retreated into the hole of non-combativeness and using the pen or in this case the keyboard be my outlet to express what I think and how I handle this life and my meaning of being in it…
On that note of inner sanctum realization allow me to be the first to wish you a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count your blessings and share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
To bumble is to speak clumsily, move clumsily or to hum as if a bee.
And to crumble is to disintegrate, fall down, deteriorate, fall apart, fall to pieces, collapse, crush, grind, powder, and yield, give in, submit, and also cave in.
Now on a good day I am none of those, but lately… I must admit that…
Let’s put it this way… I resemble those remarks on most days way too often…!
Oh and that refers to my body and language issues not my housekeeping in case any one was wondering, LOL!
Fascinating to know where you stand in the bigger picture of the world, huh?
And to be able to stay true to your beliefs that are honorable.
So today I am sad to say that I unfriended another person who I felt was way over the top with thinking and hatred of a particular race of people, and when I read that this person wrote to be prepared and locked and loaded, that’s when I cut them loose!
It’s only fair for me to have my beliefs of trying hard to have faith in all humankind, but when some spew so much negativity it frightens me and sadly I have no other option than to do what I did.
All people have value I do believe but some cannot change their way of thinking and I suppose all one can do in that case is try to be the best you can be and not associate with such venomous attitudes.
Unfortunately in my early years I learned the hard way that some people don’t want to change and it made me feel sad to acknowledge that truth. In the end those who will not change ended up hating me for not thinking their way.
But such is life, I suspect.
As I have said many times before I do respect other ways of thinking unless it is pure hatred for a particular group of people then I have no acceptance what-so-ever and I have no remorse in my heart for that; cold, huh? Actually darn hot with anger and frustration!
As a young woman I did try my hardest to change some others but they wanted no part of what I was saying and so I did learn the hard way as the expression goes and alienated many others.
Besides hate of other peoples being on my list of why you might lose me as a friend; I also do not care for being lied to, which has in recent years that alone has ended many a relationship when I spoke my mind back to the perpetrator.
I suppose I have come full circle with being able to or I should say allowed to do that here, huh?
Better at times than telling a human face-to-face, true?
Yes, I do suppose I am a bit of a chicken, but a sensitive one.
And as we all think we know “no guts no glory”, wait a minute; I know where I heard that before… that was Indy Jones! LOL!
A movie character and you see why now that I cannot keep things straight, but in some cases those movie characters did have it right or their screen writers I should say did…
Listen I think the harsh reality of other vehemence has made me realized that guts and glory has its purpose by sturdier more capable people than me…and so I have retreated into the hole of non-combativeness and using the pen or in this case the keyboard be my outlet to express what I think and how I handle this life and my meaning of being in it…
On that note of inner sanctum realization allow me to be the first to wish you a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count your blessings and share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
Saturday, July 23, 2011
What did you do today?
Did you manage to stay cool?
I did our air-conditioning works fine.
Did you leave your home?
I did, that’s when I wore my cooling vest to stay cool. (Redundancy, at its finest!)
Geez, I wish I could disperse cooling vests for everyone, what a bunch of cool cats we would all be, huh?
Where did you go?
Nah, that’s none of my business unless you want to tell me of course?
While you think on that I will tell you where we went, to fill the void of quiet awkward pausing of your indecision, okay?
We left the house around eleven thirty A.M. to go to a big sale at an outlet store!
Ask me if I bought anything?
Well, since you asked, no I did not.
Why, you ask?
Because I didn’t see anything that struck me as purchase worthy, if you must know.
Just because its on sale doesn’t mean you have to buy it you know.
From there we took our old magazines over to the Cultural Center’s bookstore adjacent to the library to donate them again and they are thrilled for any reading material that you may have too. I believe that it all goes back to the non-profits in the complex.
I thought that we should see if some of the local stores had water lilies and the usual suspects were plum out and so we went onto a nice healthy lunch at Crispers where we hadn’t been in quite some time. It’s the soup and salad specialty place.
Moving on from there our next stop was at the warehouse store and to pick up some items that we find are more reasonable there than at the grocery at times, but sometimes that changes.
Today we bought Tilapia, soy crab, and a prepackaged stuffed cabbage that was actually low sodium and low fat and all you had to do was heat in the oven for twenty minutes, although I make pretty good ones myself, but this wasn’t bad. It became our choice for dinner along with mashed potatoes and string beans with mushrooms. Also purchased was a very large extra virgin olive oil as well as wine and a large box of black apricots, I know but they were giving out samples and they were delish, and we all know they are good for what ails you, bud dump bum! Who knows… really?
We topped off our gas tank too since their gas is always five to ten cents a gallon cheaper than the other main thoroughfare location, it was $3.52.9, wow!
And believe it or not it was over twenty bucks to purchase just 5.737 gallons about a quarter of our tank, but in this season, ‘Hurricane Season’, we made ourselves a promise to make sure that its kept full, just in case we have to evacuate.
When we arrived around two thirty P.M. to our home our dear sweet Skipper, he could not come with us due to where we were going. We were horrified to see that he had been ill while we were gone all over our small five by seven area rug in our living room and by our back door; although, he has been acting just fine since and has even eaten and has gone out to make as if nothing happened. And so we are crossing our fingers that perhaps whatever it was that got tossed out of his system literarily while we were not here was just that, tossed out of his system. What a sweetie! It hurts us when he’s ill almost like when our sons were sick as children, we feel his pain, since our four-legged ones are our babies too!
On that explicit rendition of our not too exciting but productive day... oh I am still waiting to hear or see on where you went for your days’ activities, where was that, huh?
And please write it down and send it to me in essay form or short notes sporadically dictated from whomever was your co-conspirator in your journey for the day, OKAY?
You see my inquiring mind never ever stops inquiring and I am a nosy gal to boot, and so since I tell you mine now; it’s only fair that I should know yours…it’s called sharing!
And all of you know how much I love to share here nightly with all of you.
On that extrication of meaning of what my life is to my fellow peeps allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count those blessings and to share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
I did our air-conditioning works fine.
Did you leave your home?
I did, that’s when I wore my cooling vest to stay cool. (Redundancy, at its finest!)
Geez, I wish I could disperse cooling vests for everyone, what a bunch of cool cats we would all be, huh?
Where did you go?
Nah, that’s none of my business unless you want to tell me of course?
While you think on that I will tell you where we went, to fill the void of quiet awkward pausing of your indecision, okay?
We left the house around eleven thirty A.M. to go to a big sale at an outlet store!
Ask me if I bought anything?
Well, since you asked, no I did not.
Why, you ask?
Because I didn’t see anything that struck me as purchase worthy, if you must know.
Just because its on sale doesn’t mean you have to buy it you know.
From there we took our old magazines over to the Cultural Center’s bookstore adjacent to the library to donate them again and they are thrilled for any reading material that you may have too. I believe that it all goes back to the non-profits in the complex.
I thought that we should see if some of the local stores had water lilies and the usual suspects were plum out and so we went onto a nice healthy lunch at Crispers where we hadn’t been in quite some time. It’s the soup and salad specialty place.
Moving on from there our next stop was at the warehouse store and to pick up some items that we find are more reasonable there than at the grocery at times, but sometimes that changes.
Today we bought Tilapia, soy crab, and a prepackaged stuffed cabbage that was actually low sodium and low fat and all you had to do was heat in the oven for twenty minutes, although I make pretty good ones myself, but this wasn’t bad. It became our choice for dinner along with mashed potatoes and string beans with mushrooms. Also purchased was a very large extra virgin olive oil as well as wine and a large box of black apricots, I know but they were giving out samples and they were delish, and we all know they are good for what ails you, bud dump bum! Who knows… really?
We topped off our gas tank too since their gas is always five to ten cents a gallon cheaper than the other main thoroughfare location, it was $3.52.9, wow!
And believe it or not it was over twenty bucks to purchase just 5.737 gallons about a quarter of our tank, but in this season, ‘Hurricane Season’, we made ourselves a promise to make sure that its kept full, just in case we have to evacuate.
When we arrived around two thirty P.M. to our home our dear sweet Skipper, he could not come with us due to where we were going. We were horrified to see that he had been ill while we were gone all over our small five by seven area rug in our living room and by our back door; although, he has been acting just fine since and has even eaten and has gone out to make as if nothing happened. And so we are crossing our fingers that perhaps whatever it was that got tossed out of his system literarily while we were not here was just that, tossed out of his system. What a sweetie! It hurts us when he’s ill almost like when our sons were sick as children, we feel his pain, since our four-legged ones are our babies too!
On that explicit rendition of our not too exciting but productive day... oh I am still waiting to hear or see on where you went for your days’ activities, where was that, huh?
And please write it down and send it to me in essay form or short notes sporadically dictated from whomever was your co-conspirator in your journey for the day, OKAY?
You see my inquiring mind never ever stops inquiring and I am a nosy gal to boot, and so since I tell you mine now; it’s only fair that I should know yours…it’s called sharing!
And all of you know how much I love to share here nightly with all of you.
On that extrication of meaning of what my life is to my fellow peeps allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count those blessings and to share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
Friday, July 22, 2011
Let's choose something nice to talk about...
After last night’s mega complaining bout I think I owe you all that.
We all need to think about what is good in our lives.
More than what makes us just smile, which we do automatically since it takes less muscles to do that than frown, huh? But the true reason to get out of bed in the morning; what makes you do it?
Get your mind out of the gutter! Nah, that would probably make you stay... bud dump bum.
I mean what makes you jump out of your warm or air-cooled (hopefully), in this weather, comfy and cozy cocoon and arise to begin your day with a purpose?
For me it used to be our sons when they were small and before them it was my love of my job, and soon again when they got older that was my motivation again and over again, then volunteering, going to the pool or gym, shopping, vacations, riding my bike, going for a walk, starting a new hobby, writing a story, seeing the sunrise; I suppose lotsa of things...
I still believe for most of us it is the cause of being needed to do something and knowing that you are useful.
As our families grow and children leave if they are able to we all go through that sadness of what’s next, 'empty nest syndrome' they call it, who's 'they' again, huh? And you would think after all this time that I would be over it by now, but Mom’s I do think take a wee bit longer than Dad’s.
But each era of our lives brings new reasoning’s of being and sometimes we just have to search just a wee bit harder at times to find that zing to make our heart strings want to do it!
Again, get your mind out of the gutter…!
I am talking about the passion of life’s work or hobby or volunteerism or what-have-you; something that causes you to actually or figuratively to spring out of that bed daily knowing it’s going to be a great day, one that is pregnant with possibilities, and all good ones!
‘Fired-up’, I do believe is another common modern expression to describe how that feeling works inside of you.
I suspect it means that when dissected it means having a fire under you to do what you want to do, a wonderful desire.
In this weather nationally to be fired-up may be taken literally with most of these fine United States well into the triple digits temperature wise but oddly enough not here in good old Florida! Some TV guys and gals have been cooking eggs on sidewalks and cookies in automobiles but that is in the northern states and far from here…
In fact right now we are a rain cooled seventy-three degrees Fahrenheit, how about them apples; how do you like that our rest of our countrymen and women? Only thing is we were at 101 earlier today before the rain, but that might not be the official temperature since our thermometers seem to always run higher warmer than the TV’s temps for us.
Anyway, as you may have guessed I have been in all day.
Any-who, getting things done indoors can be quite entertaining too, and should not be dismissed as non-exciting.
Gosh some of our do-it-yourself projects have been more exciting than some news stories.
From simple crafts of my signs that many may have seen on my Facebook PICS page to major room decorating, to re-dos of furniture and even many enormous home renovations and when outdoors landscaping projects with outdoor rooms and water features of our years in our past.
Those have been known to fire me up, and even just maintenance of those things now continues to make me enjoy our home.
I must admit with the rain the shades now have been opened they had been closed to help keep out the heat, but now looking at everything in bloom and the grass so lush with nature doing its part makes me feel joy in my heart from the beauty of it all!
I suppose just pulling open a drape or lifting a shade or twirling open a blind and seeing the world outside that is no longer shriveled and dying but gloriously luscious and is a good reason to hop out of your bed and realize that everyday is a renewed beginning to you and the rest of the world and so why not enjoy even if all you can do is look out from the inside…
On that pleasant thought allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count those blessings and to share your overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
We all need to think about what is good in our lives.
More than what makes us just smile, which we do automatically since it takes less muscles to do that than frown, huh? But the true reason to get out of bed in the morning; what makes you do it?
Get your mind out of the gutter! Nah, that would probably make you stay... bud dump bum.
I mean what makes you jump out of your warm or air-cooled (hopefully), in this weather, comfy and cozy cocoon and arise to begin your day with a purpose?
For me it used to be our sons when they were small and before them it was my love of my job, and soon again when they got older that was my motivation again and over again, then volunteering, going to the pool or gym, shopping, vacations, riding my bike, going for a walk, starting a new hobby, writing a story, seeing the sunrise; I suppose lotsa of things...
I still believe for most of us it is the cause of being needed to do something and knowing that you are useful.
As our families grow and children leave if they are able to we all go through that sadness of what’s next, 'empty nest syndrome' they call it, who's 'they' again, huh? And you would think after all this time that I would be over it by now, but Mom’s I do think take a wee bit longer than Dad’s.
But each era of our lives brings new reasoning’s of being and sometimes we just have to search just a wee bit harder at times to find that zing to make our heart strings want to do it!
Again, get your mind out of the gutter…!
I am talking about the passion of life’s work or hobby or volunteerism or what-have-you; something that causes you to actually or figuratively to spring out of that bed daily knowing it’s going to be a great day, one that is pregnant with possibilities, and all good ones!
‘Fired-up’, I do believe is another common modern expression to describe how that feeling works inside of you.
I suspect it means that when dissected it means having a fire under you to do what you want to do, a wonderful desire.
In this weather nationally to be fired-up may be taken literally with most of these fine United States well into the triple digits temperature wise but oddly enough not here in good old Florida! Some TV guys and gals have been cooking eggs on sidewalks and cookies in automobiles but that is in the northern states and far from here…
In fact right now we are a rain cooled seventy-three degrees Fahrenheit, how about them apples; how do you like that our rest of our countrymen and women? Only thing is we were at 101 earlier today before the rain, but that might not be the official temperature since our thermometers seem to always run higher warmer than the TV’s temps for us.
Anyway, as you may have guessed I have been in all day.
Any-who, getting things done indoors can be quite entertaining too, and should not be dismissed as non-exciting.
Gosh some of our do-it-yourself projects have been more exciting than some news stories.
From simple crafts of my signs that many may have seen on my Facebook PICS page to major room decorating, to re-dos of furniture and even many enormous home renovations and when outdoors landscaping projects with outdoor rooms and water features of our years in our past.
Those have been known to fire me up, and even just maintenance of those things now continues to make me enjoy our home.
I must admit with the rain the shades now have been opened they had been closed to help keep out the heat, but now looking at everything in bloom and the grass so lush with nature doing its part makes me feel joy in my heart from the beauty of it all!
I suppose just pulling open a drape or lifting a shade or twirling open a blind and seeing the world outside that is no longer shriveled and dying but gloriously luscious and is a good reason to hop out of your bed and realize that everyday is a renewed beginning to you and the rest of the world and so why not enjoy even if all you can do is look out from the inside…
On that pleasant thought allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count those blessings and to share your overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Do this, do that, think this, think that, and you will feel younger, better, healthier...
I AM SICK AND TIRED AND I AM NOT GOING TO TAKE IT ANYMORE!
You see, it seems to be a continuing conscientious thread throughout the advertisements and nightly news segments that I hear that you must eat this or workout this way or think this or do this or do that or think that, STOP ALREADY!
My head is spinning!
How many of you out there with a fatal disease or chronic one would not like to feel better? I can’t hear you! WRITE LOUDER!
It’s just too much… and I am getting fed up with it...
Come on people, we didn’t do this to ourselves and magic wands of healthy eating thinking or exercise are not going to change our situation, but those charlatans will make more money from those of us who sadly are too weak and perhaps grasping at straws to think for ourselves and believe in the snake oil that you seem to want to sell to all of us!
I implore those still of sound mind, don’t buy into it!
Some things we all must admit they’re just no cures for.
Don’t get me wrong, I am not telling any of us to give up.
But for some reason there has been a national campaign to show us how to live our lives even when we have non-curable illnesses or heaven forbid ones that are fatal.
I suppose if you have the ability to go to a Zoomba class then in my book you’re not that sick anyway, and I say go for it!
Sure take the Aquacize class that I used to teach but due to exacerbations with the heat I can’t take them or give them either; same for the Zoomba.
It’s so nice to see cancer SURVIVORS in those classes at ninety; I should live so long, but not likely with my family history and my medical issues.
Not to be negative but why can’t you all understand and accept us for what we are?
Ill people, but not just biding our time, some of us have wonderful jobs, and exciting hobbies and still love to see or hear from friends and family and isn’t that when you get down to it… what real living is all about?
Caring for one another and not trying to change people, some thing is nice in life when we can appreciate the time we have on this planet with people we love and care about.
We tell our children daily to not stare at anyone who may look different from us an amputee, a person in a wheelchair, or someone with a cane being used or walkers or artificial limbs, but then we tell those very people that they have to use those things to act a certain way…buck up, be brave, don’t complain, another case of martyr-ism going horribly wrong, hmmm?
Acceptance is an interesting term we as human beings have made leaps and bounds in that arena caring and trying to understand different races, cultures and ethnicity, but there are still many mountains of understanding that we still have to climb.
For illness it is no different.
People, many get nervous and uncomfortable even discussing imperfections of the human condition and this case not being absolutely healthy, although many have some imperfection themselves, but it is a taboo topic in most circles.
Gosh, here we are in the twenty-first century and we have less difficulty talking about sex-ting and men and women’s genitals being sent as screensavers on cells than illness!
Does this seem wrong to you or is it just me?
I guess because, balance disorders, lack of bodily fluids’ function control, blindness, and numbness and limbs failing and on and on… to you is just not that SEXY! SO SORRY!
WHOA! Eureka I got it, and that is SOOO TRUE!
That’s the problem.
I’m an idiot!
Now I got it.
Add sex into anything, but wait when you are numb there you don’t have sex, since it takes feeling for that to really work for human beings…
But isn’t SEX really in the brain?
And if that noggin is still thinking theoretically one who thinks must be full of it!
What is that you ask?
Sex that is…GOT YOU!
On that way over the top realization let me be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you kindly to count all those blessings and to share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
PS Nice try, but gosh if you want someone to feel badly about feeling badly keep telling them that they are not trying hard enough…and that’s why that makes me angry all those healthy oldies doing what I wish I could, but can’t.
You see, it seems to be a continuing conscientious thread throughout the advertisements and nightly news segments that I hear that you must eat this or workout this way or think this or do this or do that or think that, STOP ALREADY!
My head is spinning!
How many of you out there with a fatal disease or chronic one would not like to feel better? I can’t hear you! WRITE LOUDER!
It’s just too much… and I am getting fed up with it...
Come on people, we didn’t do this to ourselves and magic wands of healthy eating thinking or exercise are not going to change our situation, but those charlatans will make more money from those of us who sadly are too weak and perhaps grasping at straws to think for ourselves and believe in the snake oil that you seem to want to sell to all of us!
I implore those still of sound mind, don’t buy into it!
Some things we all must admit they’re just no cures for.
Don’t get me wrong, I am not telling any of us to give up.
But for some reason there has been a national campaign to show us how to live our lives even when we have non-curable illnesses or heaven forbid ones that are fatal.
I suppose if you have the ability to go to a Zoomba class then in my book you’re not that sick anyway, and I say go for it!
Sure take the Aquacize class that I used to teach but due to exacerbations with the heat I can’t take them or give them either; same for the Zoomba.
It’s so nice to see cancer SURVIVORS in those classes at ninety; I should live so long, but not likely with my family history and my medical issues.
Not to be negative but why can’t you all understand and accept us for what we are?
Ill people, but not just biding our time, some of us have wonderful jobs, and exciting hobbies and still love to see or hear from friends and family and isn’t that when you get down to it… what real living is all about?
Caring for one another and not trying to change people, some thing is nice in life when we can appreciate the time we have on this planet with people we love and care about.
We tell our children daily to not stare at anyone who may look different from us an amputee, a person in a wheelchair, or someone with a cane being used or walkers or artificial limbs, but then we tell those very people that they have to use those things to act a certain way…buck up, be brave, don’t complain, another case of martyr-ism going horribly wrong, hmmm?
Acceptance is an interesting term we as human beings have made leaps and bounds in that arena caring and trying to understand different races, cultures and ethnicity, but there are still many mountains of understanding that we still have to climb.
For illness it is no different.
People, many get nervous and uncomfortable even discussing imperfections of the human condition and this case not being absolutely healthy, although many have some imperfection themselves, but it is a taboo topic in most circles.
Gosh, here we are in the twenty-first century and we have less difficulty talking about sex-ting and men and women’s genitals being sent as screensavers on cells than illness!
Does this seem wrong to you or is it just me?
I guess because, balance disorders, lack of bodily fluids’ function control, blindness, and numbness and limbs failing and on and on… to you is just not that SEXY! SO SORRY!
WHOA! Eureka I got it, and that is SOOO TRUE!
That’s the problem.
I’m an idiot!
Now I got it.
Add sex into anything, but wait when you are numb there you don’t have sex, since it takes feeling for that to really work for human beings…
But isn’t SEX really in the brain?
And if that noggin is still thinking theoretically one who thinks must be full of it!
What is that you ask?
Sex that is…GOT YOU!
On that way over the top realization let me be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you kindly to count all those blessings and to share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
PS Nice try, but gosh if you want someone to feel badly about feeling badly keep telling them that they are not trying hard enough…and that’s why that makes me angry all those healthy oldies doing what I wish I could, but can’t.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
If you knew something was not quite right, what would you do about it?
And this could be anything. You have the power to make a difference in setting a situation straight or wrong information right or change…I don’t know, let’s say an injustice, how would you handle it and what would you do to fix it; that is if you knew that you could?
I did something again that was a mistake, big surprise, another oops from the OOPS LADY, huh?
Don’t laugh; you too could have done the same thing.
Foolishly, I was trying to join a professional site that alone is dumb, since duh I am retired, but it was so I could speak to my one son, the younger one, yep my estranged one, now is this considered stalking?
If it is I was totally unaware, until just now that thought came into my idle brain and double oops! Oh well, I suppose I will have to remove myself from that site as soon as I figure out how to.
All I wanted to do was to get into it to speak to him, and I did send him a note that I miss him and I would love to hear from him...
Any-who, in that effort I called myself Mom, after all it was to my son, not by my birth name and to be fair to him I am still his Mom even at thirty-five, the site must have added in my last name but for some reason in my profile it has my occupation as a writer and an editor, which gosh I know that I am not either and I don’t recall writing any of that! I barely can put two words together that mean anything significant you all can all attest to that and heaven knows I need an editor so that proves that I can’t be one and that I am nowhere near even capable enough to edit this nightly spewing!
I asked the public forum of the site how to edit my profile and I suppose I should also find out how to quit it all together, huh?
What would you do, hypothetically if it was you?
It is Linkedin professional site and for some reason I have contacts and I don’t even know how that happened, although I think it has to do with them asking me about my email people on my list.
Though some of the people I don’t know at all!
But they are local business people who must be impressed by my info on my profile, which might be impressive to some, gosh it is to me; BUT SADLY IT IS NOT TRUE!
What to do, what to do, what to do, I am wringing my hands figuratively in my head, really! (Reminds me of someone… OH NO Lady Macbeth! But I did not kill anyone…, and that’s not funny a thought anyway since my hands are blood free!) You laugh, but this is all true, now would I lie to you? But I must admit this is still pretty upsetting to me on how to handle this situation.
Aren’t you all my confidants?
I can trust you not to share this with anyone untrustworthy, right?
Send me ideas on what to do right here on this site if you have anything that might be helpful.
Sometimes I wonder if you believe anything I say here.
As quiet as some days are I wonder why I would cause more aggravation to myself or Hubby, but he appears to be disconnected from it all since he has given up on our son for the way our son had spoken to me… But I can’t do that oh no, a Mother’s love is for always and forever… and in truth I bet Hubby hasn’t given up either.
On that sad and much too much divulgence into our private lives let me be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count those blessings and share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!
PS and gals donate those new bras for a good cause!
http://www.prnewswire.com/news-releases/soma-intimates-launches-nationwide-bra-donation-campaign-98237859.html
Update: All fixed Hubby found out what to do and it is now cancelled!
I did something again that was a mistake, big surprise, another oops from the OOPS LADY, huh?
Don’t laugh; you too could have done the same thing.
Foolishly, I was trying to join a professional site that alone is dumb, since duh I am retired, but it was so I could speak to my one son, the younger one, yep my estranged one, now is this considered stalking?
If it is I was totally unaware, until just now that thought came into my idle brain and double oops! Oh well, I suppose I will have to remove myself from that site as soon as I figure out how to.
All I wanted to do was to get into it to speak to him, and I did send him a note that I miss him and I would love to hear from him...
Any-who, in that effort I called myself Mom, after all it was to my son, not by my birth name and to be fair to him I am still his Mom even at thirty-five, the site must have added in my last name but for some reason in my profile it has my occupation as a writer and an editor, which gosh I know that I am not either and I don’t recall writing any of that! I barely can put two words together that mean anything significant you all can all attest to that and heaven knows I need an editor so that proves that I can’t be one and that I am nowhere near even capable enough to edit this nightly spewing!
I asked the public forum of the site how to edit my profile and I suppose I should also find out how to quit it all together, huh?
What would you do, hypothetically if it was you?
It is Linkedin professional site and for some reason I have contacts and I don’t even know how that happened, although I think it has to do with them asking me about my email people on my list.
Though some of the people I don’t know at all!
But they are local business people who must be impressed by my info on my profile, which might be impressive to some, gosh it is to me; BUT SADLY IT IS NOT TRUE!
What to do, what to do, what to do, I am wringing my hands figuratively in my head, really! (Reminds me of someone… OH NO Lady Macbeth! But I did not kill anyone…, and that’s not funny a thought anyway since my hands are blood free!) You laugh, but this is all true, now would I lie to you? But I must admit this is still pretty upsetting to me on how to handle this situation.
Aren’t you all my confidants?
I can trust you not to share this with anyone untrustworthy, right?
Send me ideas on what to do right here on this site if you have anything that might be helpful.
Sometimes I wonder if you believe anything I say here.
As quiet as some days are I wonder why I would cause more aggravation to myself or Hubby, but he appears to be disconnected from it all since he has given up on our son for the way our son had spoken to me… But I can’t do that oh no, a Mother’s love is for always and forever… and in truth I bet Hubby hasn’t given up either.
On that sad and much too much divulgence into our private lives let me be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count those blessings and share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!
PS and gals donate those new bras for a good cause!
http://www.prnewswire.com/news-releases/soma-intimates-launches-nationwide-bra-donation-campaign-98237859.html
Update: All fixed Hubby found out what to do and it is now cancelled!
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Little black crabs, lizards, and birds oh my!
Small critters are knocking on our doors wanting to enter, what’s with that?
For two days now or perhaps a bit longer these faunas have been trying hard to retreat from who knows where or from what?
Some, like the lizards, do sneak passed us periodically into our home but now the little black crabs are trying to too, which I did a search on the net for an actual name other than the one I bestowed on them but no luck with that. And they are usually on our seawall fifty or more feet from our backdoor. Small birds have been known to hit our many windows encompassing our home and some have sadly died, but usually that is due to a Peregrine Falcon chasing them or some other predators like Osprey or other hawks, but these birds just appear to have lost their way and have been bouncing off of the windows; so far, fortunately no deaths, yet.
I think and this is not scientific reasoning on my part but it might be a trace of, maybe it’s the lower barometric pressure or like what is going on south of here with the red tide or algae blooms and possible less oxygen in the water? But these little black crabs seem to be land lubbers, not water crustaceans, and what about the birds, huh?
Prior to Hurricane Charley giving us that direct hit back in August 13th of ’04, about two weeks before that Hubby and I were coming back by boat from the islands south of here after a luscious day of shelling, swimming, fishing and eating at one of our favorite waterfront restaurants down that way. While on our way home an enormous storm with fifty foot waves came up and it was not anywhere mentioned on our weather check prior to leaving that day. Skipper was a five month old pup at the time and I was much healthier and my skinny self and Hubby was Hubby and he was at that time a licensed boat captain being in the marine patrol; anyway we had been boaters for over forty years even by then. And this was for my first time ever that I could remember that Hubby told me to put on my life jacket over our raingear even Skipper had his raingear and lifejacket on too, but I held him tight under all of my gear. Little did we know or possibly think that this was a precursor to what was about to happen two weeks later, Hurricane Charley. And yes, due to Captain Hubby’s know how we made it home safely it just took a bit longer, but you knew that or I would not be here writing this now, LOL!
The Native Americans have been capable forever to tell by nature’s signs how the weather was going to change for the better or worse by watching tree frogs and other creatures telling them that.
More scientific than a lot of our computerized equipment of today I bet.
Nature, you have to admit has been around an awful lot longer, huh?
So signs of a change coming are not that farfetched to assume, oops, did I say that?
Well, this assumption has a bit of history attached to it, millions of years, and so that might ring true.
I sure hope not that what we have been seeing could be indicative signs of what we may be in for; another tumultuous season.
But who knows…sure HOPE NOT!
Even meteorologists will be the first to admit that most are predictions not absolutes, hmm?
Sound familiar?
Not unlike psychics make?
Lawyers and doctors practice on us; scientists predict, nothing is carved in stone; is all that I am saying, true?
YOU BETCHA!
On that note of possibilities of anything could happen…let me be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you kindly to count your blessings and to share your overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
For two days now or perhaps a bit longer these faunas have been trying hard to retreat from who knows where or from what?
Some, like the lizards, do sneak passed us periodically into our home but now the little black crabs are trying to too, which I did a search on the net for an actual name other than the one I bestowed on them but no luck with that. And they are usually on our seawall fifty or more feet from our backdoor. Small birds have been known to hit our many windows encompassing our home and some have sadly died, but usually that is due to a Peregrine Falcon chasing them or some other predators like Osprey or other hawks, but these birds just appear to have lost their way and have been bouncing off of the windows; so far, fortunately no deaths, yet.
I think and this is not scientific reasoning on my part but it might be a trace of, maybe it’s the lower barometric pressure or like what is going on south of here with the red tide or algae blooms and possible less oxygen in the water? But these little black crabs seem to be land lubbers, not water crustaceans, and what about the birds, huh?
Prior to Hurricane Charley giving us that direct hit back in August 13th of ’04, about two weeks before that Hubby and I were coming back by boat from the islands south of here after a luscious day of shelling, swimming, fishing and eating at one of our favorite waterfront restaurants down that way. While on our way home an enormous storm with fifty foot waves came up and it was not anywhere mentioned on our weather check prior to leaving that day. Skipper was a five month old pup at the time and I was much healthier and my skinny self and Hubby was Hubby and he was at that time a licensed boat captain being in the marine patrol; anyway we had been boaters for over forty years even by then. And this was for my first time ever that I could remember that Hubby told me to put on my life jacket over our raingear even Skipper had his raingear and lifejacket on too, but I held him tight under all of my gear. Little did we know or possibly think that this was a precursor to what was about to happen two weeks later, Hurricane Charley. And yes, due to Captain Hubby’s know how we made it home safely it just took a bit longer, but you knew that or I would not be here writing this now, LOL!
The Native Americans have been capable forever to tell by nature’s signs how the weather was going to change for the better or worse by watching tree frogs and other creatures telling them that.
More scientific than a lot of our computerized equipment of today I bet.
Nature, you have to admit has been around an awful lot longer, huh?
So signs of a change coming are not that farfetched to assume, oops, did I say that?
Well, this assumption has a bit of history attached to it, millions of years, and so that might ring true.
I sure hope not that what we have been seeing could be indicative signs of what we may be in for; another tumultuous season.
But who knows…sure HOPE NOT!
Even meteorologists will be the first to admit that most are predictions not absolutes, hmm?
Sound familiar?
Not unlike psychics make?
Lawyers and doctors practice on us; scientists predict, nothing is carved in stone; is all that I am saying, true?
YOU BETCHA!
On that note of possibilities of anything could happen…let me be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you kindly to count your blessings and to share your overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
Monday, July 18, 2011
Duplicate and dupe the public, huh?
We all waste things which we all know that we shouldn’t and decent folks feel ashamed when they admit they did it but with recycling, composting and veggie gardens and hybrid vehicles and Energy Star products we are doing our share of trying to do better, right?
Then I ask why would the IRS be sending duplicates of the same paid for statement to a married couple living under the same roof, knowing by, what I would imagine pre-sort machines or some other techno marvel that we live together in the same home?
So I called and inquired, since as we all know I have an inquiring mind.
And the answer was that some married people living at the same address perhaps don’t speak to one another.
Hmm, it could be plausible.
You all remember that movie the ‘War of the Roses’, circa 1989, Michael Douglas and Kathleen Turner, and yes they split it all down the middle didn’t they, and I suppose their mail was their mail… divided evenly…
But really how often does that happen, I ask you?
Any-who, back to my point of wasteful spending we received two notices telling us that our monthly paying of $100 a month for five months that we started three months ago repaying their mistaken payment of $500 bucks back in 2009 to millions of us innocent needy peeps who being honest even questioned them and told them it must be their mistake but they said it was a correction in a filing mistake that we made, huh?
And it took them until this past November to realize that I was right!
The notice informed me and Hubby individually that they had received our May and June payment but no mention of the one that was done electronically, just like the other two from our bank to them on July 5th, and today is the 18th, how odd… and so I inquired if they received it and sure enough it was received on the sixth of July! And I just checked and the noticed is dated the 21st of July and so no they did not miss my payment they apparently just ignored it that is until I called and asked about it! But wait today it is the 18th the 21st hasn’t come yet, huh? Luckily, I am keeping track and so far they have three hundred dollars repaid and our bank is keeping track too.
This is our government in action, hmm…
Now if I receive another declaration of the last payment with Hubby in duplicate after I just called them and they do ask you your social security number and address and of course your name and I would think it was a taped call or recorded in some way shape or form diligently keeping track of us fine Americans and what we say and who we say it to!
Sounds like nitpicking to you, huh?
Well we know that paper is not cheap and that posting anything isn’t either by snail mail even for our government who has been known to overpay for many a small item, like a six hundred dollar hammer and the like…oh, now you remember and so I have proven my point.
So cost cutting should have started years ago, hmm.
One of my Facebook friends posted our elected government officials salaries and they are quite impressive but not as much as those CEO’s but we all know excessive monies dispersed in anyone’s salaries without any return on them getting the job done is more than ridiculous; it is OBSCENE!
Private industry didn’t bother us until it effected us with the bail out that us tax payers saw go to them…but the government’s elected officials have always been our employees and we should have called them in for a talk long ago on how they were actually hearing what we needed and wanted accomplished!
Getting exorbitant salaries without producing is a nasty business and in the private sector no boss would stand for it, they would all be fired.
Today I received an email from Congressman Thomas Rooney concerning my email to him about spending on the war effort and he felt that I should have contacted my local congressmen and gave me their names, which I did tell him that I have contacted those people with my advocacy and I did know who they were and that I did not recall sending anything to him, but I had to admit that I could have forgotten.
But I did use as an opening and wrote back to him and this is what I wrote:
Dear Mr. Rooney:
Sir, I do not recall sending you any message RE: the situation below, so sorry.
Not to say that I did not since with my MS my memory has been faltering.
But I am concerned with the injured veterans, since my brother was an injured vet who fought in the Korean War (yes, he would have been 80 next month, but passed away in 2004, spending most years on and off in VA hospitals and he was 19 years my senior, in case you were wondering) and our younger son was in the Navy during the most recent wars and served six years, he is a Nuclear Engineer at thirty-five, actually the last four a project manager for FPL. We are all concerned with the ones who come home and need continuing care and their families. Thankfully our son is not one of them who had been wounded. And I do know who my Representatives are, since I have contacted them on many matters about my own Multiple Sclerosis and arthritis with bills that have come up concerning them. But thank you for looking into any matters that concern our military ability to do their jobs safely.
But I did send a message to the president that may have been sent to you? It was all about my concerns over this budget that you all seem to be having difficulty taking care of and I listed some of my concerns about where the cuts might be made, perhaps you were sent that?
I also write a nightly blog that had many suggestions in it as well, but it was a bit irreverent for all of you who profess to work for your constituents, hmm?
Let me send you a link, although I doubt you will be happy with what I discerned from your meetings during these several weeks with all our fate in all of your hands...
http://tobi-adayinthelife.blogspot.com/2011/07/trickle-down-theory.html
Enough said… and if I disappear you all now know why…
KIDDING!
On that more than ridiculous thought and hopefully gutsy move on my part… or not…
Let me be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count those blessings and share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
Then I ask why would the IRS be sending duplicates of the same paid for statement to a married couple living under the same roof, knowing by, what I would imagine pre-sort machines or some other techno marvel that we live together in the same home?
So I called and inquired, since as we all know I have an inquiring mind.
And the answer was that some married people living at the same address perhaps don’t speak to one another.
Hmm, it could be plausible.
You all remember that movie the ‘War of the Roses’, circa 1989, Michael Douglas and Kathleen Turner, and yes they split it all down the middle didn’t they, and I suppose their mail was their mail… divided evenly…
But really how often does that happen, I ask you?
Any-who, back to my point of wasteful spending we received two notices telling us that our monthly paying of $100 a month for five months that we started three months ago repaying their mistaken payment of $500 bucks back in 2009 to millions of us innocent needy peeps who being honest even questioned them and told them it must be their mistake but they said it was a correction in a filing mistake that we made, huh?
And it took them until this past November to realize that I was right!
The notice informed me and Hubby individually that they had received our May and June payment but no mention of the one that was done electronically, just like the other two from our bank to them on July 5th, and today is the 18th, how odd… and so I inquired if they received it and sure enough it was received on the sixth of July! And I just checked and the noticed is dated the 21st of July and so no they did not miss my payment they apparently just ignored it that is until I called and asked about it! But wait today it is the 18th the 21st hasn’t come yet, huh? Luckily, I am keeping track and so far they have three hundred dollars repaid and our bank is keeping track too.
This is our government in action, hmm…
Now if I receive another declaration of the last payment with Hubby in duplicate after I just called them and they do ask you your social security number and address and of course your name and I would think it was a taped call or recorded in some way shape or form diligently keeping track of us fine Americans and what we say and who we say it to!
Sounds like nitpicking to you, huh?
Well we know that paper is not cheap and that posting anything isn’t either by snail mail even for our government who has been known to overpay for many a small item, like a six hundred dollar hammer and the like…oh, now you remember and so I have proven my point.
So cost cutting should have started years ago, hmm.
One of my Facebook friends posted our elected government officials salaries and they are quite impressive but not as much as those CEO’s but we all know excessive monies dispersed in anyone’s salaries without any return on them getting the job done is more than ridiculous; it is OBSCENE!
Private industry didn’t bother us until it effected us with the bail out that us tax payers saw go to them…but the government’s elected officials have always been our employees and we should have called them in for a talk long ago on how they were actually hearing what we needed and wanted accomplished!
Getting exorbitant salaries without producing is a nasty business and in the private sector no boss would stand for it, they would all be fired.
Today I received an email from Congressman Thomas Rooney concerning my email to him about spending on the war effort and he felt that I should have contacted my local congressmen and gave me their names, which I did tell him that I have contacted those people with my advocacy and I did know who they were and that I did not recall sending anything to him, but I had to admit that I could have forgotten.
But I did use as an opening and wrote back to him and this is what I wrote:
Dear Mr. Rooney:
Sir, I do not recall sending you any message RE: the situation below, so sorry.
Not to say that I did not since with my MS my memory has been faltering.
But I am concerned with the injured veterans, since my brother was an injured vet who fought in the Korean War (yes, he would have been 80 next month, but passed away in 2004, spending most years on and off in VA hospitals and he was 19 years my senior, in case you were wondering) and our younger son was in the Navy during the most recent wars and served six years, he is a Nuclear Engineer at thirty-five, actually the last four a project manager for FPL. We are all concerned with the ones who come home and need continuing care and their families. Thankfully our son is not one of them who had been wounded. And I do know who my Representatives are, since I have contacted them on many matters about my own Multiple Sclerosis and arthritis with bills that have come up concerning them. But thank you for looking into any matters that concern our military ability to do their jobs safely.
But I did send a message to the president that may have been sent to you? It was all about my concerns over this budget that you all seem to be having difficulty taking care of and I listed some of my concerns about where the cuts might be made, perhaps you were sent that?
I also write a nightly blog that had many suggestions in it as well, but it was a bit irreverent for all of you who profess to work for your constituents, hmm?
Let me send you a link, although I doubt you will be happy with what I discerned from your meetings during these several weeks with all our fate in all of your hands...
http://tobi-adayinthelife.blogspot.com/2011/07/trickle-down-theory.html
Enough said… and if I disappear you all now know why…
KIDDING!
On that more than ridiculous thought and hopefully gutsy move on my part… or not…
Let me be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count those blessings and share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Interesting story...or not... you decide...
Escapism: diversion, distraction, pastime, leisure activity, getting away from, dodging and avoidance are all what the true meanings of what to escape can be.
But for me, escapism, is to go into the world and out of my hidey hole and enter the rest of the world of humanity that is being amongst the living and lively ones and verbally sounding out while interacting by gesticulation of facial expressions to the best of my ability…etc…
And today we also went to the local Farmer’s Market at our Historical Park on Shreve Street in Punta Gorda (opened on Sundays from 8:30 A.M. – 1:00 P.M.) and went crazy buying luscious vegetables and fruit at very fair prices. From there we went on to Fisherman’s Village to look around and eat lunch at our favorite fish restaurant, hmm so good… and then from there we went on a ride to here and there with our dear sweet, Bichon Frise, Skipper, on board, who behaved quite well and so it made for that much more pleasant an outing today!
While to Casey Anthony ‘escapism’ must mean getting out of incarceration today and away from her accusers and new found prison buds and to begin a life of fear of who she shall meet out in the real world that she initially missed so much and thought that it would be there for her in its old fun ways of non-committal to have to maintain a job or any noble reliability to carry on in the so-called single mother’s world of responsibility. And since she IS no longer a MOTHER, but unfortunately someone that many still believe is responsible for her own daughter’s death and don’t want her anywhere near or around themselves she is a non welcomed guest in anyone’s life or home or business or you name it... and she will either need to move far, far away or change her appearance or who knows what in this day and age, huh? And none of her old friends want anything to do with her anymore…
Not to speak unkindly of most humans but there does appear to be some who carry distaste or so-called hatred to an extreme with their feelings about alleged notorious criminal type elements. Although, Casey was found NOT GUILTY, but as we all know that does not mean that she was or is innocent either!
Some will not leave well enough alone, and her fear alone of the possibility that some one might do something should be terror enough for any person to deal with, but while actually doing something to anyone should not be tolerated by any decent human being no matter what the case may be and hopefully we as the majority of the decent non-criminal peeps should never sink to that level, because then we would be no better than them, right?
I hear in my head that incantation of “what comes around, goes around” or some such idiom, huh?
You know I just thought of an idea…hmm, you know if she received no attention what-so-ever, that would pretty much destroy her need to be upfront and center, true?
So that would also probably be a great idea, for all of us to just not talk about her anymore, and for the entire world to ignore her!
That will show her.
We will treat her like she is invisible.
That would hurt her.
You know I am truly sorry, I did say I was not going to discuss her anymore, oops and I will try to stop… I suppose it’s like anything that you know is bad for you and others and the more you think about it in terms of not doing it; the harder it is to not do it, huh?
Forbidden, is the easiest way to get a kid to do what you don’t want them to do, tell them not to, right?
Okay, what we have here is a situation where we all have got to just tell ourselves that Casey is poison and that discussing her will harm us more than her!
Now, that should work…
Not so easy, huh?
All right, we can all hope that she stays wherever she is right now and never comes out into the media world or does any public speaking or TV or Movie’s or writes any books that we will not touch with even a ten foot pole, right? (That's not gonna happen, huh?)
I’ll try, how about you?
Let’s make a pact to behave about everything in a positive way when it comes to negativity, we won’t play that nasty game, YEA!
Oh and I don’t mean the paid media, since it is your job to keep up with the facts of all newsworthy stories, but thankfully it’s not mine…Well, not really, if I were about twenty years younger and I was to start my life all over again, heck, I would probably like to try to be a reporter, but more like a Lois Lane type, print journalism…not on-air that is unless I was my cute old self, then maybe… nah you can’t go back…
And that’s the point, we cannot change what has happened in anything that has occurred in her life or even in our own all we can do is to think of ways to react logically to how to handle things now in our lives…and that is more than true for me and you too!
On that that reality in all of our lives let me please be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you kindly 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?
But for me, escapism, is to go into the world and out of my hidey hole and enter the rest of the world of humanity that is being amongst the living and lively ones and verbally sounding out while interacting by gesticulation of facial expressions to the best of my ability…etc…
And today we also went to the local Farmer’s Market at our Historical Park on Shreve Street in Punta Gorda (opened on Sundays from 8:30 A.M. – 1:00 P.M.) and went crazy buying luscious vegetables and fruit at very fair prices. From there we went on to Fisherman’s Village to look around and eat lunch at our favorite fish restaurant, hmm so good… and then from there we went on a ride to here and there with our dear sweet, Bichon Frise, Skipper, on board, who behaved quite well and so it made for that much more pleasant an outing today!
While to Casey Anthony ‘escapism’ must mean getting out of incarceration today and away from her accusers and new found prison buds and to begin a life of fear of who she shall meet out in the real world that she initially missed so much and thought that it would be there for her in its old fun ways of non-committal to have to maintain a job or any noble reliability to carry on in the so-called single mother’s world of responsibility. And since she IS no longer a MOTHER, but unfortunately someone that many still believe is responsible for her own daughter’s death and don’t want her anywhere near or around themselves she is a non welcomed guest in anyone’s life or home or business or you name it... and she will either need to move far, far away or change her appearance or who knows what in this day and age, huh? And none of her old friends want anything to do with her anymore…
Not to speak unkindly of most humans but there does appear to be some who carry distaste or so-called hatred to an extreme with their feelings about alleged notorious criminal type elements. Although, Casey was found NOT GUILTY, but as we all know that does not mean that she was or is innocent either!
Some will not leave well enough alone, and her fear alone of the possibility that some one might do something should be terror enough for any person to deal with, but while actually doing something to anyone should not be tolerated by any decent human being no matter what the case may be and hopefully we as the majority of the decent non-criminal peeps should never sink to that level, because then we would be no better than them, right?
I hear in my head that incantation of “what comes around, goes around” or some such idiom, huh?
You know I just thought of an idea…hmm, you know if she received no attention what-so-ever, that would pretty much destroy her need to be upfront and center, true?
So that would also probably be a great idea, for all of us to just not talk about her anymore, and for the entire world to ignore her!
That will show her.
We will treat her like she is invisible.
That would hurt her.
You know I am truly sorry, I did say I was not going to discuss her anymore, oops and I will try to stop… I suppose it’s like anything that you know is bad for you and others and the more you think about it in terms of not doing it; the harder it is to not do it, huh?
Forbidden, is the easiest way to get a kid to do what you don’t want them to do, tell them not to, right?
Okay, what we have here is a situation where we all have got to just tell ourselves that Casey is poison and that discussing her will harm us more than her!
Now, that should work…
Not so easy, huh?
All right, we can all hope that she stays wherever she is right now and never comes out into the media world or does any public speaking or TV or Movie’s or writes any books that we will not touch with even a ten foot pole, right? (That's not gonna happen, huh?)
I’ll try, how about you?
Let’s make a pact to behave about everything in a positive way when it comes to negativity, we won’t play that nasty game, YEA!
Oh and I don’t mean the paid media, since it is your job to keep up with the facts of all newsworthy stories, but thankfully it’s not mine…Well, not really, if I were about twenty years younger and I was to start my life all over again, heck, I would probably like to try to be a reporter, but more like a Lois Lane type, print journalism…not on-air that is unless I was my cute old self, then maybe… nah you can’t go back…
And that’s the point, we cannot change what has happened in anything that has occurred in her life or even in our own all we can do is to think of ways to react logically to how to handle things now in our lives…and that is more than true for me and you too!
On that that reality in all of our lives let me please be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you kindly 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?
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Unsolicited help and why we today are very surprised when offered...
Have you noticed?
What? I cannot hear you saying that, but I bet you know what.
Why is it that when a person today offers to help us it is not quite the same response- wise from us as it might have been decades ago?
Most of us are wary if a stranger offers more than just opening a door for us.
Radar seems to go up and we wonder, what’s their ulterior motive, hmm?
And if we don’t question this act of unsolicited kindness and accept it for what we believe it to be, just that an act of unadulterated giving, than that seems to be the day that something awful happens to us!
Some might say a double edged sword; and you feel damned if you do and damned if you don’t.
Too many chances for the bad to happen in life and heaven knows the nightly news is full of stories of them.
Our neighborhood, I think that I have mentioned it before it is so transient with people moving in and out so often. Just for an example we counted families that lived in the home next door to ours in the nearly thirteen years that we have been living here in this particular house we have had thirteen neighbors in that house to our right, and the house on our other side was destroyed by the hurricane in 2004 and so it is just an empty lot and the new owners live in Germany and won’t be building until they retire years from now, crazy!
So it is at times quite lonely here.
And you get jaded to meet the part timers who move in and usually move on…
The reason I brought up the act of kindness thing it appears that someone renting a home on the other side of the empty lot has been offering to mow lawns for some of the other neighbors. Now that seemed like a very generous offer and Hubby used to be one of those who did that for no other reason than to help out someone who may have needed help like when we lived in a neighborhood in Punta Gorda with mostly all seniors. And at the time we were still in our forties and although Hubby was working fulltime when the mower was out he would offer to mow our adjacent neighbors lawns while they were here or even when they went back up north for the summer.
It was for free of course.
Just doing the neighborly thing and those yards were tiny anyway and so it was no big deal to Hubby and it kept our area neatly manicured a benefit to all.
This fellow has approached us before the night we were going to the hospital back in May when Hubby’s blood pressure went sky high and we went to have it checked.
The man started talking to us and we said we were in a bit of a hurry to get over to the hospital and he offered to follow us over in his car. Mind you we never met him before and to this day we still don’t know even his first name, but he offered that and to us being out of practice with such things and in a precarious situation at the time thought it was rather an odd offer. He appears to be harmless but so did Ted Bundy, hmm? I know a bit farfetched, huh? But one never knows does one?
Any-who, we saw him again today driving a lawn mower around the neighborhood mowing lawns, but he never finished the one across the street and with all the rain it is quite long and now looks rather hacked. I thought perhaps his lawn tractor broke down, but Hubby said he drove it home, who knows...
With Hubby’s ills doing what used to be simple like our own lawn is a bigger project especially with the hot, hot, hot factor added in and so he hasn’t offered his overly generous services in many years.
Hubby’s nickname used to be the Lone Ranger, because when we lived on the other coast in Ormond Beach across from the Atlantic Ocean and tourists would drive on the beach there and some would drive foolishly in the soft sand, Hubby used to tow them out for FREE with his black Jeep Wrangler in those days. People did try to pay but he would say basically that new idea of paying it forward, yep he would say help someone else…and they would just say thanks then. That’s why I love him, before being a paid deputy for nearly twelve years starting at age 45 (he went to the academy at the age of 44), he had been a volunteer fireman for twelve years which included his last several as Chief and that is while in college and when he worked in the corporate world and also had our own businesses back up in New Jersey. (Trivia fact, did you know that 70% of all firemen and women are volunteers in the USA, yep it was on the national news just recently!)
On that more thoughtful wonderings let me be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you kindly to count your blessings and ask you to share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
What? I cannot hear you saying that, but I bet you know what.
Why is it that when a person today offers to help us it is not quite the same response- wise from us as it might have been decades ago?
Most of us are wary if a stranger offers more than just opening a door for us.
Radar seems to go up and we wonder, what’s their ulterior motive, hmm?
And if we don’t question this act of unsolicited kindness and accept it for what we believe it to be, just that an act of unadulterated giving, than that seems to be the day that something awful happens to us!
Some might say a double edged sword; and you feel damned if you do and damned if you don’t.
Too many chances for the bad to happen in life and heaven knows the nightly news is full of stories of them.
Our neighborhood, I think that I have mentioned it before it is so transient with people moving in and out so often. Just for an example we counted families that lived in the home next door to ours in the nearly thirteen years that we have been living here in this particular house we have had thirteen neighbors in that house to our right, and the house on our other side was destroyed by the hurricane in 2004 and so it is just an empty lot and the new owners live in Germany and won’t be building until they retire years from now, crazy!
So it is at times quite lonely here.
And you get jaded to meet the part timers who move in and usually move on…
The reason I brought up the act of kindness thing it appears that someone renting a home on the other side of the empty lot has been offering to mow lawns for some of the other neighbors. Now that seemed like a very generous offer and Hubby used to be one of those who did that for no other reason than to help out someone who may have needed help like when we lived in a neighborhood in Punta Gorda with mostly all seniors. And at the time we were still in our forties and although Hubby was working fulltime when the mower was out he would offer to mow our adjacent neighbors lawns while they were here or even when they went back up north for the summer.
It was for free of course.
Just doing the neighborly thing and those yards were tiny anyway and so it was no big deal to Hubby and it kept our area neatly manicured a benefit to all.
This fellow has approached us before the night we were going to the hospital back in May when Hubby’s blood pressure went sky high and we went to have it checked.
The man started talking to us and we said we were in a bit of a hurry to get over to the hospital and he offered to follow us over in his car. Mind you we never met him before and to this day we still don’t know even his first name, but he offered that and to us being out of practice with such things and in a precarious situation at the time thought it was rather an odd offer. He appears to be harmless but so did Ted Bundy, hmm? I know a bit farfetched, huh? But one never knows does one?
Any-who, we saw him again today driving a lawn mower around the neighborhood mowing lawns, but he never finished the one across the street and with all the rain it is quite long and now looks rather hacked. I thought perhaps his lawn tractor broke down, but Hubby said he drove it home, who knows...
With Hubby’s ills doing what used to be simple like our own lawn is a bigger project especially with the hot, hot, hot factor added in and so he hasn’t offered his overly generous services in many years.
Hubby’s nickname used to be the Lone Ranger, because when we lived on the other coast in Ormond Beach across from the Atlantic Ocean and tourists would drive on the beach there and some would drive foolishly in the soft sand, Hubby used to tow them out for FREE with his black Jeep Wrangler in those days. People did try to pay but he would say basically that new idea of paying it forward, yep he would say help someone else…and they would just say thanks then. That’s why I love him, before being a paid deputy for nearly twelve years starting at age 45 (he went to the academy at the age of 44), he had been a volunteer fireman for twelve years which included his last several as Chief and that is while in college and when he worked in the corporate world and also had our own businesses back up in New Jersey. (Trivia fact, did you know that 70% of all firemen and women are volunteers in the USA, yep it was on the national news just recently!)
On that more thoughtful wonderings let me be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you kindly to count your blessings and ask you to share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
Friday, July 15, 2011
Trickle down theory
Now to some this might sound like unfair, since we all know that most millionaires and billionaires worked hard for their money that is…wait for it… unless it was inherited, hmm?
Not today we are told most are self made, fill-in-the-blank-aires.
And so what I am about to suggest will definitely piss off some of them if not most, true? Well, how can you know that unless you read what I am writing and you haven’t yet, hmm?
Any-who, here goes …, SOAPBOX TIME BIG TIME!
I do think that the concept of the wealthy paying a wee bit more in taxes and not taking out as much in social security and Medicare when they come of age and retire or paying higher co-payments, since they can without pain, so to speak, would probably be helpful to aid in the reconciliation of our fourteen trillion dollar debt and counting.
Now about the fact that, that would prevent them from freely creating more jobs which we all know they hold the golden keys to doing…I do believe is a bunch of hogwash!
How much does one need to open a stand and hire a bunch of good hard working people, really?
The other alternative which many seem to feel is necessary by cutting Social Security and Medicare, disability, and aid to the veterans, what are they crazy?
Don’t they know that if these are cut or diminished in any way, shape or form that these fine people, ourselves included will end up trickling down to the truly down trodden millions and resort to Medicaid and all those other programs available for those who have nearly no income at all and cannot work due to no fault of their own and then what good will that do?
Now you will have more on those programs that soon too will have to go, since they too need an overhaul.
Here’s another idea, reduce the amount of nonsensical research programs that are paid for by our government, or pork bellies or special interest groups getting funding for let’s see: things like the true reason why the chicken crossed the road, what was she thinking, huh? Or for museums for salt and pepper shakers that all can be privately funded by whatever idiot may find those things interesting to them, perhaps a billionaire who wants to cut his taxes, hmm, what-have-you!
Government salaries should be cut to more realistic ones where government employees that are elected by us should not receive increases unless their voters have received them too, same with good health care it all should be decided by tandem realism that means tit for tat, if they get it we do too! After all aren’t they, OUR EMPLOYEES!
Those ideas could save billions for that I am more than sure!
It’s only a beginning but I am sure you all have more ideas and now we can easily send them on to the people who are trying, do we really think so? Well, let’s give them the benefit of the doubt since our futures are in their hands… making all those choices for you and me…in our tomorrows! Here is access to say what you feel: http://www.whitehouse.gov/contact/
I think that a campaign to really listen to their constituents would or could be helpful and so what... we have nothing to lose and everything to gain, wouldn't you say?
On that power of being able to do something, instead of sitting back and not doing anything, it is definitely very freeing! Please allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you all to kindly count your blessings and share all your overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
Not today we are told most are self made, fill-in-the-blank-aires.
And so what I am about to suggest will definitely piss off some of them if not most, true? Well, how can you know that unless you read what I am writing and you haven’t yet, hmm?
Any-who, here goes …, SOAPBOX TIME BIG TIME!
I do think that the concept of the wealthy paying a wee bit more in taxes and not taking out as much in social security and Medicare when they come of age and retire or paying higher co-payments, since they can without pain, so to speak, would probably be helpful to aid in the reconciliation of our fourteen trillion dollar debt and counting.
Now about the fact that, that would prevent them from freely creating more jobs which we all know they hold the golden keys to doing…I do believe is a bunch of hogwash!
How much does one need to open a stand and hire a bunch of good hard working people, really?
The other alternative which many seem to feel is necessary by cutting Social Security and Medicare, disability, and aid to the veterans, what are they crazy?
Don’t they know that if these are cut or diminished in any way, shape or form that these fine people, ourselves included will end up trickling down to the truly down trodden millions and resort to Medicaid and all those other programs available for those who have nearly no income at all and cannot work due to no fault of their own and then what good will that do?
Now you will have more on those programs that soon too will have to go, since they too need an overhaul.
Here’s another idea, reduce the amount of nonsensical research programs that are paid for by our government, or pork bellies or special interest groups getting funding for let’s see: things like the true reason why the chicken crossed the road, what was she thinking, huh? Or for museums for salt and pepper shakers that all can be privately funded by whatever idiot may find those things interesting to them, perhaps a billionaire who wants to cut his taxes, hmm, what-have-you!
Government salaries should be cut to more realistic ones where government employees that are elected by us should not receive increases unless their voters have received them too, same with good health care it all should be decided by tandem realism that means tit for tat, if they get it we do too! After all aren’t they, OUR EMPLOYEES!
Those ideas could save billions for that I am more than sure!
It’s only a beginning but I am sure you all have more ideas and now we can easily send them on to the people who are trying, do we really think so? Well, let’s give them the benefit of the doubt since our futures are in their hands… making all those choices for you and me…in our tomorrows! Here is access to say what you feel: http://www.whitehouse.gov/contact/
I think that a campaign to really listen to their constituents would or could be helpful and so what... we have nothing to lose and everything to gain, wouldn't you say?
On that power of being able to do something, instead of sitting back and not doing anything, it is definitely very freeing! Please allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you all to kindly count your blessings and share all your overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Jealousy
Envy, covetousness, resentment, protectiveness, suspicion and distrust are all definitions of jealousy.
It’s a nasty emotion that as adults we should not have.
But why do some of us still have that adolescent feeling of not being as good as… and why do you flinch when you see others who you think are better than you do and why do you think that you cannot do it too?
Is something lacking in your character that creates this misbehavior or misunderstanding?
Or is it something more insidious?
Many suffer from lack of self control and therefore confidence and do terrible things to make up for what they may have missing within their souls, like a meanness that has no filter if it was allowed escape or to be spoken aloud.
What I want to know is it a normal emotion?
Perhaps it is not.
Euphemistically speaking it has been referred to as having the ‘green-eyed monster’ sticking out its ugly head.
For mental health purposes is it important to find out why the feeling exists or better to just think about how to handle it when it tries to rear its ugliness?
Personally I try to choose the latter.
Take deep breaths and say isn’t it wonderful that so and so is doing this or that so much better than yourself and that you are so proud to be considered their friend or acquaintance or a friend of a friend or relative, or what?
Is that like a left handed compliment, and we all know what that is, huh?
Oh you don’t?
It’s not totally clear in this much confused brain of mine either, but I do believe it refers to not being sincere with what you are saying?
I know; isn’t that like lying; which is silly because it IS lying!
Well, I can’t do that!
I tried it for a couple of times on different things in my life and it came back to bite me in my rear-end, well not really, you know figuratively, oh no; is that lying too?
This has got to stop!
How can we be politely honest and still not hurt feelings when telling others how we truly feel about them?
I got nothing; do you?
Many have suggested in not being shallow in your choices when finding people to befriend, just make sure you chose wisely, hmmm where did I hear that before?
In my recent past I have wanted to chose people who I felt I could learn from and were smarter than me, which does give me a wealth of billions to choose from, eh? LOL!
I suppose that’s why jealousy could come up for me not unlike the general population of the rest of the world, right?
Gosh, am I hypocritical or what?
On what you may ask?
Why on my choosing my friends' list.
Most all of the ones I chose are ‘quite something’, as my Dad would have said … they are amazing with all their accomplishments and abilities, no matter what!
Incredible, is such a small word for describing all these persons.
I suppose it is a flaw in that person who cannot control that negative sensation namely referred to as 'jealousy', but for the rest of us we must look for the silver lining in all our relationships and utilize that knowledge from those wise wonderful people and turn it around to learn, learn, and learn! It is a rearrangement of the thought process to turn negatives into positives, huh?
And so on that, what was that?
Who knows, but please allow me to be the first to ask you to kindly count those blessings and to share those overages and we will too!
And please next time be here or be square, ya hear?
It’s a nasty emotion that as adults we should not have.
But why do some of us still have that adolescent feeling of not being as good as… and why do you flinch when you see others who you think are better than you do and why do you think that you cannot do it too?
Is something lacking in your character that creates this misbehavior or misunderstanding?
Or is it something more insidious?
Many suffer from lack of self control and therefore confidence and do terrible things to make up for what they may have missing within their souls, like a meanness that has no filter if it was allowed escape or to be spoken aloud.
What I want to know is it a normal emotion?
Perhaps it is not.
Euphemistically speaking it has been referred to as having the ‘green-eyed monster’ sticking out its ugly head.
For mental health purposes is it important to find out why the feeling exists or better to just think about how to handle it when it tries to rear its ugliness?
Personally I try to choose the latter.
Take deep breaths and say isn’t it wonderful that so and so is doing this or that so much better than yourself and that you are so proud to be considered their friend or acquaintance or a friend of a friend or relative, or what?
Is that like a left handed compliment, and we all know what that is, huh?
Oh you don’t?
It’s not totally clear in this much confused brain of mine either, but I do believe it refers to not being sincere with what you are saying?
I know; isn’t that like lying; which is silly because it IS lying!
Well, I can’t do that!
I tried it for a couple of times on different things in my life and it came back to bite me in my rear-end, well not really, you know figuratively, oh no; is that lying too?
This has got to stop!
How can we be politely honest and still not hurt feelings when telling others how we truly feel about them?
I got nothing; do you?
Many have suggested in not being shallow in your choices when finding people to befriend, just make sure you chose wisely, hmmm where did I hear that before?
In my recent past I have wanted to chose people who I felt I could learn from and were smarter than me, which does give me a wealth of billions to choose from, eh? LOL!
I suppose that’s why jealousy could come up for me not unlike the general population of the rest of the world, right?
Gosh, am I hypocritical or what?
On what you may ask?
Why on my choosing my friends' list.
Most all of the ones I chose are ‘quite something’, as my Dad would have said … they are amazing with all their accomplishments and abilities, no matter what!
Incredible, is such a small word for describing all these persons.
I suppose it is a flaw in that person who cannot control that negative sensation namely referred to as 'jealousy', but for the rest of us we must look for the silver lining in all our relationships and utilize that knowledge from those wise wonderful people and turn it around to learn, learn, and learn! It is a rearrangement of the thought process to turn negatives into positives, huh?
And so on that, what was that?
Who knows, but please allow me to be the first to ask you to kindly count those blessings and to share those overages and we will too!
And please next time be here or be square, ya hear?
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Back on track ...
And no, I am not a derailed train, bud dump bum…
You deserve to be entertained and I deserve to try my darndest to do that and so shall I give it the old college try?
What makes you smile?
No, seriously, what does make you smile?
Perhaps it could be a beautiful picture of a healthy baby, or a puppy or a kitten or majestic mountain or ocean view?
Or is it a side splitting joke that you heard or read?
Maybe, it’s someone giving you an unsolicited compliment or some form of praise?
Come on, own up…
Well, it’s something to be putting on your thinking caps about, hmm?
A pleasant thought, huh?
There you go… are those corners of your mouth turning…up?
I DID IT. Did what? Wait for it…a SMILE!
We all know that smiling uses fewer muscles than frowning does, right?
And so why do we wait for some- thing to make us do it?
I think that we should just do it without thought or reason, what do you think?
Oh so you think that would look strange and others will call you odd or weirdo or peculiar, hmm?
Now you made me wonder; why doesn’t anyone think that when we don’t smile when we have blank looks, huh?
I believe it’s because when we do the extremes of anything like frowning which could be considered the exact opposite of smiling it also gets a reaction, but usually one of concern, hmm?
The human animal is a strange lot, why we are more than fortunate that our faces are so expressive.
Have you heard that they’re people who can read you by only that?
How truly marvelous I would say!
It gives a person a moment to pause and ponder how they want to be thought of, true?
What if you were deaf and perhaps some of my readership is and so everyone’s facial and bodily … expressions and language are so telling even to the hearing more so to the unhearing and if that is the case I would like to think that many of us would try to present a positive happy appearance to the world… which you must admit makes for a much better place to live in, right?
And so my happy campaign continues with us all grinning like idiots daily for no reason what-so-ever, deal?
No?
Why not?
I can’t hear you!
No I am not deaf yet, you must write it here for me to see and I use that term loosely since that one is diminishing but slowly, my sight, and so I should shut up before I jinx it to me to happen more swiftly!
Any-who, oh the smile campaign… you found fault with the grinning idiot terminology it sounded good until I said that?
Well, what would you call it if you just smiled with nothing to back it up with, no rhyme or reasoning, huh?
Here, I got it… because you are, HAPPY IN YOUR SOUL!
What the heck try it because and here’s a really good reason, because it takes less muscles than frowning and therefore you WRINKLE THAT MUCH LESS!
Now who could argue with that, really?
LOL!
On that little bit of silly….which means I’m Back!
Let me be the first to wish you all a happy, smiling good night and to please count all those blessings and share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
Or read?
Take care all…
You deserve to be entertained and I deserve to try my darndest to do that and so shall I give it the old college try?
What makes you smile?
No, seriously, what does make you smile?
Perhaps it could be a beautiful picture of a healthy baby, or a puppy or a kitten or majestic mountain or ocean view?
Or is it a side splitting joke that you heard or read?
Maybe, it’s someone giving you an unsolicited compliment or some form of praise?
Come on, own up…
Well, it’s something to be putting on your thinking caps about, hmm?
A pleasant thought, huh?
There you go… are those corners of your mouth turning…up?
I DID IT. Did what? Wait for it…a SMILE!
We all know that smiling uses fewer muscles than frowning does, right?
And so why do we wait for some- thing to make us do it?
I think that we should just do it without thought or reason, what do you think?
Oh so you think that would look strange and others will call you odd or weirdo or peculiar, hmm?
Now you made me wonder; why doesn’t anyone think that when we don’t smile when we have blank looks, huh?
I believe it’s because when we do the extremes of anything like frowning which could be considered the exact opposite of smiling it also gets a reaction, but usually one of concern, hmm?
The human animal is a strange lot, why we are more than fortunate that our faces are so expressive.
Have you heard that they’re people who can read you by only that?
How truly marvelous I would say!
It gives a person a moment to pause and ponder how they want to be thought of, true?
What if you were deaf and perhaps some of my readership is and so everyone’s facial and bodily … expressions and language are so telling even to the hearing more so to the unhearing and if that is the case I would like to think that many of us would try to present a positive happy appearance to the world… which you must admit makes for a much better place to live in, right?
And so my happy campaign continues with us all grinning like idiots daily for no reason what-so-ever, deal?
No?
Why not?
I can’t hear you!
No I am not deaf yet, you must write it here for me to see and I use that term loosely since that one is diminishing but slowly, my sight, and so I should shut up before I jinx it to me to happen more swiftly!
Any-who, oh the smile campaign… you found fault with the grinning idiot terminology it sounded good until I said that?
Well, what would you call it if you just smiled with nothing to back it up with, no rhyme or reasoning, huh?
Here, I got it… because you are, HAPPY IN YOUR SOUL!
What the heck try it because and here’s a really good reason, because it takes less muscles than frowning and therefore you WRINKLE THAT MUCH LESS!
Now who could argue with that, really?
LOL!
On that little bit of silly….which means I’m Back!
Let me be the first to wish you all a happy, smiling good night and to please count all those blessings and share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
Or read?
Take care all…
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
How do I follow my last night's rant?
Shall I follow it with a sequel?
Nah, you don’t want that, do you?
And in actuality that would not be true, since I am a bit better than my hellish day of my recent past of yesterday.
Not to say that I am all good, who is ever, really?
I am just not as bad.
Would you care to know the gory details?
I can’t hear you…
And so I will take that as a yes and tell you as much as my law of allowance will permit…which is usually TMI! LOL!
Here it goes… I cannot stand for long at all, minutes it seems now is only what can be done. My neck and shoulders feel like they will implode into one another whether I sit here or over there, got that?
Lying down is difficult too. Dizzy is my middle name.
Ahhh, but I don’t believe it is another exacerbation so soon after the other, not when I am on the wonder drug Copaxone!
Crazy, that the gnats are back and floaters too with my eyesight, both eyes, even my right illegally blind eye, yep I know it’s supposed to be legal, but really I believe that it is illegal to have this problem by all who do have it. And I do think most would agree if they could see this!
Any-who, life does go on with or without my input, I will reason since it always has.
My self imposed to-do list of today was not completed.
It is something I did when I stopped working outside of the home all those years ago.
I made myself, oh ok pushed myself to complete certain things within the day that needed to be done, so even though by many standards I was a bum I would be a self accomplished one who fulfilled tangible daily tasks in a form that made me imagine myself as not being useless.
Since this little thing of illness has taken over me at times so totally it appears that my concern for accomplishment has seemed to have waned and dwindled considerably.
Being just the two of us these days and since Hubby’s been retired nearly these last five years my priorities have changed. Our sons have been grown and gone on their own since 1995! And so why should I be so concerned daily with this or that, hmm?
And Hubby’s recent ills too have made us both change our priorities of what needs to be done or what has to be, got that?
Priority, now that’s an interesting word…of main concern, precedence or right of way.
It has been in my observance over these many years how this too can be quite a significant way to figure out or not really figure out people’s character, huh?
When we lived in NJ we had an area not far from us as many places do where very poor run down homes were and even though the structures were minimal and some looked as if a good wind would blow them down, some had fancy cars sitting in front of them. And then where we lived with all custom homes on acre or more properties there would be cars up on jacks or run down, most likely a teen in the home’s idea of a project but odd just the same, hmm?
Teaches us something, huh?
And when I figure it out I will tell you… here’s some possibilities for an active mind checking to see if it is still working… maybe those fancy cars belonged to their drug dealers or they just needed reliable transportation to go to work? And the others with the nice homes and bad cars/rundown vehicles were actually their idea of lawn art, not a teen’s science or reconditioning project or maybe they got into the fancy home and spent all their money and they only had a little bit left for it for transportation?
You see when it comes to why people do some things it can be confusing even without cognitive or mind haze disorders, but those are my excuses and I will stick to them, ha, I think?
Pain, physical, actually does cause the mind to wander and sometimes one might wonder if it will ever comeback, kidding!
Right now my head feels as if it has backup clutter with heavy pressure, could it be the barometric pressure, ya think?
Many professionals of the medical persuasion will agree that weather does really have an affect on everything from arthritis to sinus issues, why not MS too?
The more I search for answers the more it comes back to Multiple Sclerosis, how odd.
I bet most didn’t realize how many symptoms have to do with the one disease that plagues them.
But unfortunately many ills have similar symptoms and so while trying to get diagnosed it is usually a nightmare; been there done that.
On that end to my usual verbose self expressions of nonsense let me 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!
And please next time be here or be square, ya hear?
PS If I have helped one person with my somewhat overwhelming problems make theirs feel not seem as bad, then I can say I have done my job to take the weight of the world off of someone else’s shoulders, and WOW what a feeling! A two way street, I hope…one only has that, hope, you know…
Nah, you don’t want that, do you?
And in actuality that would not be true, since I am a bit better than my hellish day of my recent past of yesterday.
Not to say that I am all good, who is ever, really?
I am just not as bad.
Would you care to know the gory details?
I can’t hear you…
And so I will take that as a yes and tell you as much as my law of allowance will permit…which is usually TMI! LOL!
Here it goes… I cannot stand for long at all, minutes it seems now is only what can be done. My neck and shoulders feel like they will implode into one another whether I sit here or over there, got that?
Lying down is difficult too. Dizzy is my middle name.
Ahhh, but I don’t believe it is another exacerbation so soon after the other, not when I am on the wonder drug Copaxone!
Crazy, that the gnats are back and floaters too with my eyesight, both eyes, even my right illegally blind eye, yep I know it’s supposed to be legal, but really I believe that it is illegal to have this problem by all who do have it. And I do think most would agree if they could see this!
Any-who, life does go on with or without my input, I will reason since it always has.
My self imposed to-do list of today was not completed.
It is something I did when I stopped working outside of the home all those years ago.
I made myself, oh ok pushed myself to complete certain things within the day that needed to be done, so even though by many standards I was a bum I would be a self accomplished one who fulfilled tangible daily tasks in a form that made me imagine myself as not being useless.
Since this little thing of illness has taken over me at times so totally it appears that my concern for accomplishment has seemed to have waned and dwindled considerably.
Being just the two of us these days and since Hubby’s been retired nearly these last five years my priorities have changed. Our sons have been grown and gone on their own since 1995! And so why should I be so concerned daily with this or that, hmm?
And Hubby’s recent ills too have made us both change our priorities of what needs to be done or what has to be, got that?
Priority, now that’s an interesting word…of main concern, precedence or right of way.
It has been in my observance over these many years how this too can be quite a significant way to figure out or not really figure out people’s character, huh?
When we lived in NJ we had an area not far from us as many places do where very poor run down homes were and even though the structures were minimal and some looked as if a good wind would blow them down, some had fancy cars sitting in front of them. And then where we lived with all custom homes on acre or more properties there would be cars up on jacks or run down, most likely a teen in the home’s idea of a project but odd just the same, hmm?
Teaches us something, huh?
And when I figure it out I will tell you… here’s some possibilities for an active mind checking to see if it is still working… maybe those fancy cars belonged to their drug dealers or they just needed reliable transportation to go to work? And the others with the nice homes and bad cars/rundown vehicles were actually their idea of lawn art, not a teen’s science or reconditioning project or maybe they got into the fancy home and spent all their money and they only had a little bit left for it for transportation?
You see when it comes to why people do some things it can be confusing even without cognitive or mind haze disorders, but those are my excuses and I will stick to them, ha, I think?
Pain, physical, actually does cause the mind to wander and sometimes one might wonder if it will ever comeback, kidding!
Right now my head feels as if it has backup clutter with heavy pressure, could it be the barometric pressure, ya think?
Many professionals of the medical persuasion will agree that weather does really have an affect on everything from arthritis to sinus issues, why not MS too?
The more I search for answers the more it comes back to Multiple Sclerosis, how odd.
I bet most didn’t realize how many symptoms have to do with the one disease that plagues them.
But unfortunately many ills have similar symptoms and so while trying to get diagnosed it is usually a nightmare; been there done that.
On that end to my usual verbose self expressions of nonsense let me 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!
And please next time be here or be square, ya hear?
PS If I have helped one person with my somewhat overwhelming problems make theirs feel not seem as bad, then I can say I have done my job to take the weight of the world off of someone else’s shoulders, and WOW what a feeling! A two way street, I hope…one only has that, hope, you know…
Monday, July 11, 2011
Blinder on my right side making it feel like my half of my brain is not functioning, right eye is worse if that's possible with it already being legally blind...
Feelings of exhausting needing desperately some refreshing sleep and not getting enough...even with napping for over an hour…no help.
Right legged bandings that are not dissimilar to tourniquets, calf and thigh wise… didn’t I just go through an exacerbation? What’s up with this?
Tripping when my foot won’t turn when I try to turn into the bathroom while using my walker…here we go again… can I make it to the chair…or is this it my need for a wheeled one always…
Sorry folks but this has been my day so far…
No medications seem to help anymore.
Heaven knows that I am on way too many already.
Guess it’s just a bad day…
And who hasn’t had those, too many though…lately.
Ah Multiple Sclerosis, not my friend, my enemy, but isn’t it all of ours who deal daily with it?
Surprises are never amusing with it.
Days get longer with it.
There is always guilt of losing more of oneself with it.
Hate is not strong enough how I feel with it.
Anyone else truly feel that way with it?
I know many have resigned their selves to deal with it.
Yes, I have it and it doesn’t have me; or does it? Me with it…
Shall we all be good little martyr’s and say OK with it?
NO!
I WILL NOT!
But what then?
Hope for a better day tomorrow…
YES!
We are strong people who have this life stealer of young and old alike.
Oh sure we can live a normal life span, but really?
Not normal and what is the quality of that life span?
New meds are on the forefront we hear daily, but only if you meet the criteria which is so specific and does not do well with other medications in the interaction department.
Surgery is still in the experimental stage although some swear by it who have had it, but some have died…too.
Hope is always there somewhere…
Will I be there for it when it comes?
I sure pray that is the case.
What else can I do but wait it out…with it…
Days come and go and so many are just another, do you get it with it?
Running into one another the endlessness of nothing changing…with it.
Oh yes it does, it changes it up some days which means that some are worse than others but, try to restrain, behave, you are a grown-up and shouldn’t complain with it.
Be strong and be thankful, you are not dying, oh no, not from this but it will come from a complication of it with it.
Move you fat slob, exercise, but how so without sweating since that exacerbates it with it… my head is spinning from my ataxia more so with it…
And the cure has made my glucose think that I am diabetic once again, giving me highs and lows… oh who knows… do you with it?
I am disgusted with it.
Can’t I say that when I am with it?
Denial seems to be the cure with it?
Tell me what to do with it?
I am so through with it.
Its so different for each of us with it.
So no one has the answers for us with it.
Many can’t see it and have no sympathy for any with it.
But we cry with it.
And hurt with it.
We try so hard with it.
Please be patient of those who deal with it.
We are you only with it.
That is the only difference is that we are with it and you are without it…
Tomorrow is another day and who knows what it may bring for me, perhaps I will be able to not think about being with it with tamer systems waning for me for me to become an amnesiac from this days occurrences…
Expectation and optimism is all we got if we lose them then we are goners…hmm?
Dear friends please know that I only have some really bad days that need to be told, I owe it to myself and it is how I feel and I deal… and so on that introspective rant of mine that I own… let me be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly to count those blessings and to share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
Right legged bandings that are not dissimilar to tourniquets, calf and thigh wise… didn’t I just go through an exacerbation? What’s up with this?
Tripping when my foot won’t turn when I try to turn into the bathroom while using my walker…here we go again… can I make it to the chair…or is this it my need for a wheeled one always…
Sorry folks but this has been my day so far…
No medications seem to help anymore.
Heaven knows that I am on way too many already.
Guess it’s just a bad day…
And who hasn’t had those, too many though…lately.
Ah Multiple Sclerosis, not my friend, my enemy, but isn’t it all of ours who deal daily with it?
Surprises are never amusing with it.
Days get longer with it.
There is always guilt of losing more of oneself with it.
Hate is not strong enough how I feel with it.
Anyone else truly feel that way with it?
I know many have resigned their selves to deal with it.
Yes, I have it and it doesn’t have me; or does it? Me with it…
Shall we all be good little martyr’s and say OK with it?
NO!
I WILL NOT!
But what then?
Hope for a better day tomorrow…
YES!
We are strong people who have this life stealer of young and old alike.
Oh sure we can live a normal life span, but really?
Not normal and what is the quality of that life span?
New meds are on the forefront we hear daily, but only if you meet the criteria which is so specific and does not do well with other medications in the interaction department.
Surgery is still in the experimental stage although some swear by it who have had it, but some have died…too.
Hope is always there somewhere…
Will I be there for it when it comes?
I sure pray that is the case.
What else can I do but wait it out…with it…
Days come and go and so many are just another, do you get it with it?
Running into one another the endlessness of nothing changing…with it.
Oh yes it does, it changes it up some days which means that some are worse than others but, try to restrain, behave, you are a grown-up and shouldn’t complain with it.
Be strong and be thankful, you are not dying, oh no, not from this but it will come from a complication of it with it.
Move you fat slob, exercise, but how so without sweating since that exacerbates it with it… my head is spinning from my ataxia more so with it…
And the cure has made my glucose think that I am diabetic once again, giving me highs and lows… oh who knows… do you with it?
I am disgusted with it.
Can’t I say that when I am with it?
Denial seems to be the cure with it?
Tell me what to do with it?
I am so through with it.
Its so different for each of us with it.
So no one has the answers for us with it.
Many can’t see it and have no sympathy for any with it.
But we cry with it.
And hurt with it.
We try so hard with it.
Please be patient of those who deal with it.
We are you only with it.
That is the only difference is that we are with it and you are without it…
Tomorrow is another day and who knows what it may bring for me, perhaps I will be able to not think about being with it with tamer systems waning for me for me to become an amnesiac from this days occurrences…
Expectation and optimism is all we got if we lose them then we are goners…hmm?
Dear friends please know that I only have some really bad days that need to be told, I owe it to myself and it is how I feel and I deal… and so on that introspective rant of mine that I own… let me be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly to count those blessings and to share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
Sunday, July 10, 2011
The Best Thing about Growing Older Is That It Takes Such a Long Time
All I can say is about that title, which by the way was a fortune from my cookie is; I sure hope so…hmm?
Since as we all know that we age daily and that is a good thing and I have been known to say, actually this is what I say; my verbatim comment: “I hope I get as old as I can, since the alternative to NOT getting older, is dead!” Blunt but lets you know where I stand on the topic, huh?
Not to be mean to the people at large, but that’s why I still don’t get why people seem ashamed of their age and hide it when asked, why is that?
I personally am going on sixty-two, if I should be so lucky when I get another birthday next year. And that joke I made about Jack Benny’s age plus twenty-two on my birthday on the first of this month and me hoping that you were not math whizzes was my little joke, but you all knew that, right? For any one of you know that Jack would say he was thirty-nine, and yes he did have a thing about his age, and if you add twenty-two to his you get…61, of course. Just the mention of Jack Benny tells the ancients (meaning the ones filled with wisdom folks) in the group how old I am since most kids probably have no idea who he is, true?
And that’s what I have done since I was a small child; oh what’s that you ask?
Said the day after my birthday that I am going on the next year of my life, which to my knowledge is true, true and positive and of course hopefully wanting that next year to go smoothly and not necessarily too fast and definitely for there to be a next year!
But as we all know time takes its time, huh?
You know what I mean, because by now you all know me and you are all brilliant! LOL!
But really folks…
Another thing that was indirectly brought to my attention is that I went out more than once without my cooling vest like on June 22nd 2011 about a week after I had my step down pills completed after my infusions of the steroids, a total of a nine days’ process for both. I went with Hubby to his doctor’s appointment and in and out for lunch and other venues that I truly forgot, but which I do believe was my reasoning for feeling so dreadful from the heat. And in turn made me vow that I could or should not leave my well temperature controlled abode and go out into the world of cool/heat atmosphere of in betweens from air to no air of leaving a vehicle and then entering a building that were both well air-conditioned, and dealing with those two extremes of temperatures in short periods of time…
Whew, that my friends was a disaster in the body temperature regulatory commission for me, got that?
Now that I think I got that cleared up please if any of you find inconsistencies in anything that I write please notify me directly and either let me edit/correct it appropriately with your in put or let me explain why it may have happened, OK?
Far as grammar and spell check go in this word program I do believe it only works every few times and then there is my very human errors that I do own up to and are many for that I am more than sure… and so for that please forgive, and thanks from the Tobi management… GOSH! I am pulling your leg folks! You all knew that though, right?
Sure you did…
On that bit of whatever you call this weirdness that is unique to me, NOT! Please allow me to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count your blessings and to share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
PS Kathy today was your day of your birth and I do hope so much that you enjoyed it thoroughly with mucho gusto!
Since as we all know that we age daily and that is a good thing and I have been known to say, actually this is what I say; my verbatim comment: “I hope I get as old as I can, since the alternative to NOT getting older, is dead!” Blunt but lets you know where I stand on the topic, huh?
Not to be mean to the people at large, but that’s why I still don’t get why people seem ashamed of their age and hide it when asked, why is that?
I personally am going on sixty-two, if I should be so lucky when I get another birthday next year. And that joke I made about Jack Benny’s age plus twenty-two on my birthday on the first of this month and me hoping that you were not math whizzes was my little joke, but you all knew that, right? For any one of you know that Jack would say he was thirty-nine, and yes he did have a thing about his age, and if you add twenty-two to his you get…61, of course. Just the mention of Jack Benny tells the ancients (meaning the ones filled with wisdom folks) in the group how old I am since most kids probably have no idea who he is, true?
And that’s what I have done since I was a small child; oh what’s that you ask?
Said the day after my birthday that I am going on the next year of my life, which to my knowledge is true, true and positive and of course hopefully wanting that next year to go smoothly and not necessarily too fast and definitely for there to be a next year!
But as we all know time takes its time, huh?
You know what I mean, because by now you all know me and you are all brilliant! LOL!
But really folks…
Another thing that was indirectly brought to my attention is that I went out more than once without my cooling vest like on June 22nd 2011 about a week after I had my step down pills completed after my infusions of the steroids, a total of a nine days’ process for both. I went with Hubby to his doctor’s appointment and in and out for lunch and other venues that I truly forgot, but which I do believe was my reasoning for feeling so dreadful from the heat. And in turn made me vow that I could or should not leave my well temperature controlled abode and go out into the world of cool/heat atmosphere of in betweens from air to no air of leaving a vehicle and then entering a building that were both well air-conditioned, and dealing with those two extremes of temperatures in short periods of time…
Whew, that my friends was a disaster in the body temperature regulatory commission for me, got that?
Now that I think I got that cleared up please if any of you find inconsistencies in anything that I write please notify me directly and either let me edit/correct it appropriately with your in put or let me explain why it may have happened, OK?
Far as grammar and spell check go in this word program I do believe it only works every few times and then there is my very human errors that I do own up to and are many for that I am more than sure… and so for that please forgive, and thanks from the Tobi management… GOSH! I am pulling your leg folks! You all knew that though, right?
Sure you did…
On that bit of whatever you call this weirdness that is unique to me, NOT! Please allow me to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count your blessings and to share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
PS Kathy today was your day of your birth and I do hope so much that you enjoyed it thoroughly with mucho gusto!
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Looking for fun in all the wrong places...
Where can a Hubby and his gal pal, me, go for a good time these days?
Oh yea, we tried the usual haunts, The Cultural Center with its Christmas in July bazaar, a yearly event for over forty years, but even going through that twice took less than two hours. And their eatery was having barbecue and for us right now that is a no, no, in the cholesterol and blood pressure wars.
And so we moved on trying to think out of our box of our five square mile radius of the have everything for our needs tiny world and we drew a blank, since I think we have seen it all more than any man or woman would like to admit…and no new events were advertised other than the one we attended.
But lunch time was hovering closely and so we went over to a restaurant that told us previously that they would conform to our dietary needs if ever we informed them when we arrived and chose a menu item that could be adapted to what we had in mind, and so Jimmy’s Grill got our bucks for that mid-day munch. They had just what the doctor ordered, yep literarily, low sodium and low fat, broiled flounder and broccoli and cauliflower steamed with tossed salads and dressings on the side. Hubby did stray a bit with mashed potatoes but not smothered in gravy, since he took that gravy on the side and used it sparingly. I on the other hand had the rice pilaf with a few carrots tossed into it and no sauce or gravy involved at all. I chose the lemon for my condiment for my veggies and fish while Hubby went light on the tartar sauce, just a smidge. You see, moderation is the key in all that any of us should do when trying hard to comply with what our body complains about, huh?
From there we thought we would see if our Charlotte Harbor Beach Complex had any goings on, and no, not a thing…I suppose since the cutbacks they have… wait for it… cut back!
And so from there we came home to the same ole same ole…TV movies and computer games, since my nature girl life is still on hold until we get a break in the weather, like if it should moderate to a nice seventy-five degrees with a less than fifty per cent humidity (in reality that may be in November or December) then and only then would I really consider even with my best vest, cooling that is, which I did wear again today; it does work sufficiently well, but can only do so much…I think I still need some type of head gear to keep a cool head, yep in more ways than one, you figure that out, HA!
Actually I was quite well behaved today and the server was concerned that she too might have MS and in fact is being tested for it now, so I of course gave her some of my info that I have learned from personal experience and a web site too, and even the cashier there Aunt has MS and is using marijuana to help her. I did not ask too many details because it is still illegal in this state for use of medicinal marijuana. But I do believe it is legal in six states. I personally probably would not use it if it was legal, why you ask? The munchies of course until I get rid of some BIG TIME LBS I think that I would have to bow out of that pain relieving remedy, ha, oh darn! And I have not investigated about that cooling hat yet, but I really should, shouldn’t I?
A short return to that discussion about medicinal use of Mary Jane as some call pot, even when I was a teen and then a college student in the sixties and early seventies I smoked cigarettes and I would then be offered the joints and my stock answer would be; I smoke cigarettes that’s bad enough; don’t you think so? And usually the offerer would beg off.
I look back on those years with a bit of pride for my ability to resist temptations but sadly I did smoke cigarettes until 2006 and this Monday it will be my fifth anniversary of quitting those cancer sticks, yea! I hear tell that most who smoked pot were compromised brain wise although most of the ones I know who did try it out, the pot, while away at school. I commuted perhaps that is another reason I didn’t, they are just fine today and none the worse for wear and many never took up smoking the other weed that does cause cancer, oh well, who knows… life is just one experiment after another and we are just the lab rats, huh?
Gosh who said that?
I did.
Nah, someone more intellectual than me, for that I am more than sure… any-who…
And with that bit of ridiculousness let me be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count those blessings and to share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
PS Farewell Betty Ford a woman after my own heart with her honesty and openness and outspoken ability before it was cool to ‘Speak your mind!’ She made women check their breasts for lumps and by doing that helped women not feel odd about caring and saved many lives and her openness about her own prescription pill addiction made others know that they should get help, what a great gal who saved many lives and yes she will definitely be sorely missed by us all!
Oh yea, we tried the usual haunts, The Cultural Center with its Christmas in July bazaar, a yearly event for over forty years, but even going through that twice took less than two hours. And their eatery was having barbecue and for us right now that is a no, no, in the cholesterol and blood pressure wars.
And so we moved on trying to think out of our box of our five square mile radius of the have everything for our needs tiny world and we drew a blank, since I think we have seen it all more than any man or woman would like to admit…and no new events were advertised other than the one we attended.
But lunch time was hovering closely and so we went over to a restaurant that told us previously that they would conform to our dietary needs if ever we informed them when we arrived and chose a menu item that could be adapted to what we had in mind, and so Jimmy’s Grill got our bucks for that mid-day munch. They had just what the doctor ordered, yep literarily, low sodium and low fat, broiled flounder and broccoli and cauliflower steamed with tossed salads and dressings on the side. Hubby did stray a bit with mashed potatoes but not smothered in gravy, since he took that gravy on the side and used it sparingly. I on the other hand had the rice pilaf with a few carrots tossed into it and no sauce or gravy involved at all. I chose the lemon for my condiment for my veggies and fish while Hubby went light on the tartar sauce, just a smidge. You see, moderation is the key in all that any of us should do when trying hard to comply with what our body complains about, huh?
From there we thought we would see if our Charlotte Harbor Beach Complex had any goings on, and no, not a thing…I suppose since the cutbacks they have… wait for it… cut back!
And so from there we came home to the same ole same ole…TV movies and computer games, since my nature girl life is still on hold until we get a break in the weather, like if it should moderate to a nice seventy-five degrees with a less than fifty per cent humidity (in reality that may be in November or December) then and only then would I really consider even with my best vest, cooling that is, which I did wear again today; it does work sufficiently well, but can only do so much…I think I still need some type of head gear to keep a cool head, yep in more ways than one, you figure that out, HA!
Actually I was quite well behaved today and the server was concerned that she too might have MS and in fact is being tested for it now, so I of course gave her some of my info that I have learned from personal experience and a web site too, and even the cashier there Aunt has MS and is using marijuana to help her. I did not ask too many details because it is still illegal in this state for use of medicinal marijuana. But I do believe it is legal in six states. I personally probably would not use it if it was legal, why you ask? The munchies of course until I get rid of some BIG TIME LBS I think that I would have to bow out of that pain relieving remedy, ha, oh darn! And I have not investigated about that cooling hat yet, but I really should, shouldn’t I?
A short return to that discussion about medicinal use of Mary Jane as some call pot, even when I was a teen and then a college student in the sixties and early seventies I smoked cigarettes and I would then be offered the joints and my stock answer would be; I smoke cigarettes that’s bad enough; don’t you think so? And usually the offerer would beg off.
I look back on those years with a bit of pride for my ability to resist temptations but sadly I did smoke cigarettes until 2006 and this Monday it will be my fifth anniversary of quitting those cancer sticks, yea! I hear tell that most who smoked pot were compromised brain wise although most of the ones I know who did try it out, the pot, while away at school. I commuted perhaps that is another reason I didn’t, they are just fine today and none the worse for wear and many never took up smoking the other weed that does cause cancer, oh well, who knows… life is just one experiment after another and we are just the lab rats, huh?
Gosh who said that?
I did.
Nah, someone more intellectual than me, for that I am more than sure… any-who…
And with that bit of ridiculousness let me be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count those blessings and to share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
PS Farewell Betty Ford a woman after my own heart with her honesty and openness and outspoken ability before it was cool to ‘Speak your mind!’ She made women check their breasts for lumps and by doing that helped women not feel odd about caring and saved many lives and her openness about her own prescription pill addiction made others know that they should get help, what a great gal who saved many lives and yes she will definitely be sorely missed by us all!
Friday, July 8, 2011
Fear 2 the followup and resolve; I think...sure it is, yep!
A few weeks ago I ‘spoke my mind’ about my fear of leaving the house due to such extremely hot weather and my immune system being compromised from the heavy course of Solumedrol 1000 MG IV infusions for three days and that the heat is Multiple Sclerosis’s enemy and does exacerbate it and I also mentioned the thought of possibly becoming agoraphobic, which is the fear of wide open spaces and public places etc.
One phone call changed that all for the better.
I called my support team for my Copaxone, Shared Solutions, where they have RN’s available all week long and my nurse told me that I should not leave home without it that is my cooling vest. And so far I have worn it all three times I left the house.
You see, when I went with Hubby that day of my ‘what is it blog’ to the grocery store, the one day with my IV infusion line in my arm, little did I realize how detrimental that outing was going to be, since I felt miserable after it. Not thinking it was the fact I was in a compromised health situation BIG TIME and not even to mention we were at the height of our heat wave here, oh no… I did not put two and two together until too late, and then became that fearful person I wrote about without reasoning to explain to the masses, which I am sure you thought was odd since at that point I had gone out…It took me a few weeks to figure out whom to ask on how to manage my situation and I finally got the right answer and became an indoor person no more…outings could truly be outings with my COOLING VEST on all of the time, yep not on off.
It too got the wide eyes of wonderment out of people not knowing what it truly was.
A few thought it was a back brace and again I explained what it was and what it was for, and no one seemed to know that MS could be that way, weather wise. One suggested moving to Alaska and I said no it is either temperature, too hot or too cold that affects us with Multiple Sclerosis, with too cold my spasms go fluey and too hot they do too, numbies are rampant, plus I just feel weird, or yucky, sorry for being so technical, but that’s the way it is for me… Others that suffer too may understand what I am trying to express…sorry to the rest of you, but be happy that you don’t have first hand knowledge since that would mean you too would have MS, huh?
Now, I just will be wearing my vest wherever and whenever I go out. Mine is really for under your clothes but easier for me to put it on over them and it is a fashion conscious neutral kaki color with Velcro sashes and so it is not real ugly, the cold packs are placed in Velcro openings and there are four doubles with four double backups we take along in our cooler, and I am all set to go anywhere, hooray!
Today, the Shuttle Atlantis made its final journey to the space station and was met with a send off beyond belief with nearly a million ground well wishers!
A bittersweet era has ended.
That is with the two shuttles that exploded and all the true success of its accomplishments in the shuttle program.
Whatever comes next I am sure will not be in the too distant future as some fear, fear no more…since all you gotta fear is fear itself! We can’t carpool with Russia forever, huh?
Nah, something will go up from here and probably sooner than we anticipate.
I have faith in humankind as we all should…as all Americans should in ourselves.
On that note of something positive let me be the first to kindly wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to count those blessings and share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
PS my medical supplies that I had overages of that could not be returned and so I wanted to give them to the Red Cross for the latest devastated victims of the tornadoes or floods, but they would not take them and suggested that we give them to our local free clinic and so now they have found a home as of this afternoon when Hubby dropped them off. TA DA!
One phone call changed that all for the better.
I called my support team for my Copaxone, Shared Solutions, where they have RN’s available all week long and my nurse told me that I should not leave home without it that is my cooling vest. And so far I have worn it all three times I left the house.
You see, when I went with Hubby that day of my ‘what is it blog’ to the grocery store, the one day with my IV infusion line in my arm, little did I realize how detrimental that outing was going to be, since I felt miserable after it. Not thinking it was the fact I was in a compromised health situation BIG TIME and not even to mention we were at the height of our heat wave here, oh no… I did not put two and two together until too late, and then became that fearful person I wrote about without reasoning to explain to the masses, which I am sure you thought was odd since at that point I had gone out…It took me a few weeks to figure out whom to ask on how to manage my situation and I finally got the right answer and became an indoor person no more…outings could truly be outings with my COOLING VEST on all of the time, yep not on off.
It too got the wide eyes of wonderment out of people not knowing what it truly was.
A few thought it was a back brace and again I explained what it was and what it was for, and no one seemed to know that MS could be that way, weather wise. One suggested moving to Alaska and I said no it is either temperature, too hot or too cold that affects us with Multiple Sclerosis, with too cold my spasms go fluey and too hot they do too, numbies are rampant, plus I just feel weird, or yucky, sorry for being so technical, but that’s the way it is for me… Others that suffer too may understand what I am trying to express…sorry to the rest of you, but be happy that you don’t have first hand knowledge since that would mean you too would have MS, huh?
Now, I just will be wearing my vest wherever and whenever I go out. Mine is really for under your clothes but easier for me to put it on over them and it is a fashion conscious neutral kaki color with Velcro sashes and so it is not real ugly, the cold packs are placed in Velcro openings and there are four doubles with four double backups we take along in our cooler, and I am all set to go anywhere, hooray!
Today, the Shuttle Atlantis made its final journey to the space station and was met with a send off beyond belief with nearly a million ground well wishers!
A bittersweet era has ended.
That is with the two shuttles that exploded and all the true success of its accomplishments in the shuttle program.
Whatever comes next I am sure will not be in the too distant future as some fear, fear no more…since all you gotta fear is fear itself! We can’t carpool with Russia forever, huh?
Nah, something will go up from here and probably sooner than we anticipate.
I have faith in humankind as we all should…as all Americans should in ourselves.
On that note of something positive let me be the first to kindly wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to count those blessings and share those overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
PS my medical supplies that I had overages of that could not be returned and so I wanted to give them to the Red Cross for the latest devastated victims of the tornadoes or floods, but they would not take them and suggested that we give them to our local free clinic and so now they have found a home as of this afternoon when Hubby dropped them off. TA DA!
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