Wednesday, November 30, 2011

The Visit

Anticipation can be frightening or exciting in a very nice way.

Sometimes I have found that impromptu invasions of your domicile are less stressful than planned ones, huh?

You know the type… the ones that I so miss, from when I was a young Mom; way back in the last century, yep, all the way back then in the 1970’s!
Those were still the leftover decades of knocking on a neighbors’ door without much fanfare and never ever any fear, why you ask? I know you really didn’t, but I will tell you anyway, or perhaps you did, but sadly I still cannot hear you…

Because in those days we’re not aware of the boogeyman in the neighborhood or anyone who was there to harm us; perhaps we were clueless then, since it would take a while longer to realize any danger where we called home.

But then a knock on your front or back door was a welcoming thing, not at all an anxious concern, and so we would be thrilled with that tap, tap, tap, or ding dong from ye ole doorbell, and with joy in our voice we would say “come in!” (Sing songy like)You see, in those days some of us leftover kids from growing up in the 1950’s knew no fear and our doors were usually unlocked; yes, we were fearless and happy for the company of anyone to break up the usual mundane day of laundry, kids, cooking or what-have-you! And even more so perhaps another child would be in-tow with that visitor person, so you could have a little adult conversation while the kiddies would play… those were really the days, special and a fond wisp of a memory …YEP, YOU BETCHA!

Today, we lock our front door if we walk out our back door, how truly sad, but you gotta; who knows who will try to enter your abode.

Which brings me back to our title, The Visit, as time has marched on and neighborhoods have evolved into more transient in their memberships it seems that ceremonious invitations or request for visitation has become more of the current norm.
And so, when our dear neighbors who arrived back from their summer home in Canada to their winter home here in the SUNSHINE STATE dear sweet gotta love it FLORIDA!
They requested to come-on-over for a visit with yours truly as well as Hubby a week ago, but at the time Hubby had a doctor’s appointment and so we postponed until today.
Formality, I suppose is good sometimes and in this case if they had not asked they would have found Hubby not here, but I would have been.
Since he wanted to go on his own to meet his new doctor, and I have a tendency, as if you didn’t know, to talk a wee bit too much. The fact was he had what looked like an infection under his eye that the Benedryl did not help, so it was not an allergic reaction and so we both felt that a doctor’s intervention was needed to prescribe an antibiotic and that is exactly what he came back with!
So there were no state secrets involved this time, ha… you know me how I worry!
PS the amoxicillin seems to be working; since his face looks much better now.
Just in time for the very pleasant visit from our neighbors.
I had made a pound cake for the occasion and they brought two humongous avocados that fell off their neighbor’s tree!
Now, how’s that for sharing?
They, that is the woman, brought actual photos to show of people they love and care about, their family.
It was lovely to be included in their joy of presentation of those personal memories.

All in all, I wish we could go into a time machine so these people or others that we feel happy to see would not stand on ceremony and just feel the desire to knock on that door or even ring our doorbell; we have either way to let us know you want in!

During this holiday season, remember the good in people and visit all those you truly care about… that’s all!
A visit might be the most memorable gift you can give to someone…

On that thought... allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too!

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

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Cursor is throbbing at me, binging, binging, binging... and yes I know it is silent, but if it wasn't...

What sound would your cursor make; ding-a-ling, buzz or a chirp or something else entirely?
I checked by turning my speaker on, and even though it continues to throb while it waits impatiently for me to write something anything… it bounces in what time signature?
All right it is a steady beat.
Could it be one quarter time?
It’s been years since I took a piano lesson and that was only for five years eons ago!
Have any of you also noticed this thingy creating a more than simple but unique syntax of its very own?
Imagination can run rampant when one has so much time on ones hands, hmm?
Is it just me, or if you let it; does it annoy you too?
Most of you probably never thought about it either way, eh? (For our Canadian chums whom have come back to their southern homes to roost for their allotted six months)
But you must admit, if you stare at it for a while, without moving it on from the direction it appears to prefer, left to right, how odd?
No, go with me here… why not right to left? Does it only speak one language? No of course not, it is multi-lingual!
Sure it goes where it is placed though, as long as, as we all know that it doesn’t freeze up, hmm?
Whew, been there done that… not a pleasant thought.
Had to shut the whole thing down and let it take a rest for a bit.
Some times it is more serious than that…have been known to turn off my surge protector too and start the whole shebang up again, wow is that not scary!
So I suppose, even though its constant pounding on and off it is somewhat reassuring that it is there, working, doing what it should be doing…hmm?
AHH… a sigh of relief is how we should compensate for its annoying silent beeping that could be responsible for this headache that seems to be coming on…

Tune in next time when we might discuss why on this green earth why it was given the name, CURSOR?
Hmm, that’s it, it is cursing at us all under its breath that is if it has a breath?
But alas, we all know that is impossible for it to have… or is it?
One never knows does one?
LOL!

On that another Tobi Fable based on silliness, meaning without thought or rhyme or reasoning… allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too!

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

Monday, November 28, 2011

Variants in word usage are an automatic distraction...

Did that get your attention?
Opening lines in non-fiction and fiction are what grabs you into reading on…
And as a writing hack, myself, I do wonder how I can attract your notice to continue to be interested in whatever I have to spew nightly here.

Famous first lines or in any placement in a story can be monumental in this field that I so boldly tread on with high expectations on how to inform, entertain or just keep you away from any trouble that you might have considered without me here to steer you clear with my very pleasant but sub-worthy, trite attempts of being interesting diversions, ha!

Sci-Fi has some of the best grabber lines ever, as well as the murder mystery genre, and personally I must admit that I prefer the latter. Why I even tried my hand at writing them!

What makes you not put down a book?
Of course, we all know that great writing can be the cause of that happy malady! What is the formula for that?
It could also be a competitor with your significant other’s undivided attention who possibly has not reached the same feelings of love for the written word. I am proud to say though, in our case, Hubby’s and mine, it is usually a dual reading match that we enjoy in matching chairs I must admit creating nirvana, corny, hmm? No, simplicity at its finest!

But of recent months, my eyes have made me not such a great companion reader… I do so hope that when my favorite authors’ books are released and arrive ala our local library that I will be able to try a bit harder to regain the patience to do that which I so much miss and love, read.
My righty eye, as you all know is a goner, and lefty is finicky to say the least and so when he miss behaves he makes sticking to the page of desire quite a challenge. Well, I have been waiting long enough and when those novels arrive there I will make an enormous effort to accomplish such a little thing I imagine for most. Large print is fine, but for some unknown reason books on tape I have not had the patience to attempt… Geez I know they are easy, just put them in whatever device you have to and listen; how hard can that be?
Well, as we all know as I have mentioned before I have a listening problem, and a slight hearing problem… I have jest that my heroine, Helen Keller is channeling me…if only!
She overcame so much and went on to accomplish so much in her life!
Children should read her story, ‘The Miracle Worker’, and would never complain again for little things that are wrong, oh wait I read her story when about twelve years old and saw the Patti Duke movie version not much after, and here I still complain nightly… What can I say; except that sharing is also a form of helping others…? BIG SMILE HERE!
Compassion is putting yourself in another person’s place and that is something that we all need to be reminded of at all different times in our lives to keep on going!
So why not read about someone who did it in spite of not having the ease of choice but eventually conquered all her limitations with intelligence and grace and lived a fulfilling and sharing life, and in the end she became a teacher, a very noble profession.

On that pleasant thought in these hard times allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count all your blessings and to share all your overages and we will too!

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

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Great ideas, common sense and more oxymoron...

Here’s a ‘great idea’ on how to save money this holiday season… DON’T SHOP, in other words, “don’t spend any money…,” a wild concept, hmm? I know it’s an old way of handling an age old problem, specifically being short on funds… but a tried and true method to resolve it, hmm?
I know that I am too late already, with Black Friday and Small Business Saturday done with and now being on the cusp of Cyber Monday, but go with me here…
Why not, for next year plan ahead and spread out purchases over the year by saving up first, not on layaway but in a saving’s account and then budgeting yourself and sticking to that budget.
Whatever happened to those holiday clubs, you know the ones... Christmas/Hanukkah/Kwanza what-have-you, all good; if I recall. Or put the money away on your own away, in a pretend account separate from your bank account that is accessible if an emergency arises by dividing your own checking into savings and checking on paper and not touching the money you move over in your own record, got that?
I hate to think with all those sales over the last few days that too many will find themselves in financial difficulty once again…really are our memories that short!
Think of me as being just a polite intervention here, okay?
Don’t answer; I know what you’re thinking…. MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS LADY!
But I mean well… sure I do...what other motivation could I have? Since this advice is free too!

Gosh, that’s me all over the place, an interfering witch (actually the rhyming one is me) that I am… any-who moving on…
Question, if common sense is so common why do so few people have it?
If thinking is a process, what do we do to get there?
And we all know that an oxymoron is best explained by the words; ‘jumbo shrimp’ or ‘wise fool’ or ‘legal murder’ that all are contradictory words used for some odd reason together. More here for your enjoyment/amusement: http://www.oxymoronlist.com/

My processes are working at times and at other times not so much… but I digress… what makes you wonder why?
George Carlin the comedian was another person to be listened to, for me he made me wonder and why I should wonder…
Below are some of his pearls of interesting wit and wisdom: thanks to Brainy Quote.com.
“George Carlin Quotes:

Always do whatever's next.
George Carlin

At a formal dinner party, the person nearest death should always be seated closest to the bathroom.
George Carlin

Atheism is a non-prophet organization.
George Carlin

By and large, language is a tool for concealing the truth.
George Carlin

Death is caused by swallowing small amounts of saliva over a long period of time.
George Carlin”

Read more if you so wish: just copy and paste: http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/g/george_carlin.html#ixzz1ex44AZr5

On this much to think/laugh about allow me to be the very first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you all to kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too!

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

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Time goes on and so must we...

Before the Common Era, BCE is now which is what the old B.C. was, and CE is the Common Era, which we live in now that used to be A.D. are you following this?
Learning never ends does it?
And boy, I was under the impression that I was living in 2011 A.D., Geez who knows when this all changed to that above mentioned Politically Correct, PC, time period?
Being out of the loop can be annoying and frustrating, but most of all when someone uses the phrase, word or what-have-you, it creates a dumb factor expression on my mug that I have noticed gets harder to hide as I get older.
It’s not the fact that I am getting any dumber, oh maybe, but in truth I must have forgotten more than most college kids have learned to date! But, you know the more that gets into that brain through actually listening or osmosis or whatever, it appears to be, at times, to be more difficult to access, have you noticed that? Sort of like misplacing your keys, get it? You know where they are, somewhere, but not exactly.
I seem to recall this starts earlier than most would think, before age thirty.
But who knows, I do know somewhere in that space between my ears that we euphemistically call my ‘noggin’ ala brain encasement, hmm?
Intriguing how things become anew for us to learn sometimes the TV news may carry it on all the channels and herald it to the whole wide world but then, like this thing above, it’s more demure in its pronouncement, why it must have been taught in a whisper, since I never ever heard of it before!
Oh sure, you all probably knew that already, right?

See, being at home so much you would think this gal has way too much time on her hands, which I do, but how I spend it is not as fruitful as it probably could be.
I should if not as tired as I am, did you know I awoke at 4:44 A.M. this morning?
And I am up most all night long still, I suppose that thyroid medicine will be a few more weeks before it kicks in, and yes I read it is supposed to help with that problem as a few others like my incredible appetite and weight gaining issues…
Waiting, and so with all this time that I have, besides looking up things that I periodically find a miniscule interest in, nah its bigger than that… I was looking up the person who was trying to find an honest person, since this lying thing has me feeling like I expect too much from everyone.
It could be even considered unhealthy to be so concerned with wanting the world to always tell the truth.
And yes, we have visited this topic before and my blatant honesty has gotten me in trouble more times than not, but tempering that with kindness, to me, borders on dishonesty.
And that is why most days I find myself all alone, because being too honest is a negative thing in this world who wants to hear only the good not the bad… and so this is my forum to share it all!
Let’s face it; you are mostly all I got!
That is to tell my truth to.

On that not as funny as I wanted to be, but you gotta admit some of it may have caused a bit of a grin… allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too!

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

Friday, November 25, 2011

CRAZEE!

Did you hear the one about the lady who pepper sprayed everyone who got in her way of her items?
Or the one who opened fire on others for taking what they thought was theirs?
Boy, and all this is for getting that 70% off of something that you more than likely will have to replace when it becomes obsolete within the year?
Gosh, I don’t get it; hurting people to get all that bling.
Not that I don’t see a real reason for retailers to get the customers to come in, but offer a deal that’s not going to make them maim, blame or at least try to keep them tame in the process, huh?
Why is it that this time of year of love and peace and good will towards man and woman seems to bring out those negative aspects of us?
My educational background is in retail management and I don’t recall in all those years of how many that I was on the other end of those deals and steals… but, I suppose it was traumatic enough to make me not rush out of my home of comfort and perfect temperate climate to get run over by lunatics trying their hardest to get as many of what they can to impress themselves or others in their family or perhaps their friends, but are they real friends and family who love you or do they just LOVE you for what you get them, hmm?
The test of time and trueness of affection is if the ones you think the most of still care about you when you don’t over indulge them. I know it’s an adjustment to many, but go with me here…
Think about it and perhaps try on a not so special an occasion, trueness of love will mean they still react lovingly to you with not as big of an over-the-top display of lunacy that you really can’t afford anyway.
Or even if you can, wouldn’t you want to know why they really appreciate you, hopefully that it is for you and you alone?
BIG SMILE here.
Some of us know how it is to be able to give till it hurts with all that bling and then have financial problems that make you reevaluate what’s it all for and hand make your gifts the next year or two. Those could be the reasons that these days I still see the value in trying to be crafty and yes I do mean in more ways than one, ha!
We all care about each other perhaps at this time of year those feelings are heightened because of all the advertising and who hasn’t shed a tear or two at those Hallmark or Publix TV commercials and Folgers tries too! Boo hoo!
But the real mark of caring is being there and spending time, which is free and listening and helping each other with menial tasks on a daily basis or going that extra mile to do it…even opening a door for a stranger while on your shopping trips and a smile does really go a mile and so in closing be old fashioned and be kind…and if that is boring I will show you mine if you show me yours…smile, that is silly!
Spread the true cheer of the season and make others know it too…
Cause the world gets smaller everyday and don’t we all love you too?

On those words to do with whatever you care to allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly to count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too!

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

PS Tomorrow is the day of shopping that all small businesses can use your help and love and consideration to continue in your neighborhood so support them by buying whatever they got on sale or not, okay? Install another smile here.
We need them and that means all of us.

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Happy Thanksgiving!

Now go shop!
If you must go, otherwise be happy that you can go if you so desire while many still cannot afford to go…
Oops, am I the voice of reality?
Nah, just being my Grinchiest once again!
Everyone has their own reality to deal with and many are not as fortunate to be able to just go out to get those incredible prices with those first come first serve major sales!
But you go on ahead and get what you need… perhaps you should pick up an extra this or that and wrap it up for someone not as lucky as you?
Just another annoying idea from yours truly, you know the items that I am talking about the ones that are sold two for one or buy one get one free, BOGO?

These are only my suggestions for you to take a spin around the block with and you know me my advice is what its worth and free is free… and therefore worth NOTHING, ha!
Gotta love the brain challenged who are also grammatically challenged and usually incorrect and here we go again with my disclaimer announcements of not having a decent spell and grammar check… how odd it just corrected my spelling of ‘grammar’ as I wrote it wrong, G-R-A-M-A-R, missing the second ‘M’, scary! Sorry Spooky thing in my computer…nothing personal, oh sure it is! LOL!
Sometimes I suppose it does work…
But one never knows, does one?

Ideas of how to spend your holidays are always decent from my perspective since I have been fortunate enough to have had all different religious ways, quantitative ways, generational ways and you name-it ways of doing it in my past of over sixty years worth to give you all some input with, hmm?
EXPERIENCE, that’s what I am talking about.
You gotta love it that some of us have gone in all different directions from multiple massive parties to simple soirées for two.
Healthy to handicapped to multi-nationalities to ages from womb to 100 and beyond!
Yep, I’ve done it all.
Not bad, eh?
Sure it’s not.
Ask me anything.
Nah, my turn, you weren’t quick enough…
How did your turkey/ham day go?
Or, right now it should still be going, hmm?
That’s another consideration when only dinner for two and the two that happen to know each other …FOREVER! It doesn’t seem to matter if ONE takes the time to write her nightly drivel, hmm?
Any-who, for you though, I am concerned, since no answer from you could be a good thing or not so good thing, perhaps bad; you know what I mean?
We are friends, right?
Of course we are, and you wouldn’t lie to me when I ask you a straight question like I just have, and no it is not an anti-gay thing when I use the word ‘straight’, it means ‘direct’, for you over sensitive peeps…ha!
Been there too, not gay, just always overly sensitive too, not that there is anything wrong with either one of those…but you knew that!
I thought I should lighten this thing up a bit; especially after last night’s was way too heavy…hmm?
Am I doing any better, no wait…
Don’t give up on me; I haven’t given up on you!

Life is a highway and a byway that we must go on, on and on, and on and on…huh?
Why does that sound familiar?
Oh well, moving on…
Since I will hope to hear back from all of you on your day over the next few I will give you an encapsulated version of ours…
Got up at 5:22 A.M. did my usual stuff until nine a.m. and then watched the Macy’s Parade then the National Dog Show right after then Miracle on 34th Street circa 1947 contrary to Matt Lauer’s mistake of stating it being 1957 with who else but golden gal cold case little miss Natalie Wood that cutey that we all knew and really enjoyed in everything she did. All the time poking friends on Facebook and opening emails etcetera all day long… before receiving a phone call of cheer from number one son wishing us a Happy Thanksgiving via his hands free phone on his way home from work and him not knowing that we had also called his home to wish him good cheer for the day leaving the message on his home phone! Gotta love the guy!

And so all in all our day was pleasant enough our meal was good and homemade by us both while enjoying the traditions of the day whether of all the years whether two or fifty-two don’t we all have that programming on in our homey holiday background?
OF COURSE WE ALL DO!
Yep, another holiday another tradition preserved sort of…hmm?
Gotta take whatever we can get, huh?
Making Lemonade out of lemons, and that’s another thing our Ponderosa Lemons were ready for harvest and today Hubby brought in two, but there are a bumper crops more!

On that more than uplifting germ of hope… allow me to be the first to wish you ALL A VERY HAPPY THANKSGIVING, and I hope yours was as good as ours…tradition-wise at least and have a very happy good night and count all those blessings, which I am more than sure you gave thanks for today at your dinner and share those overages and we will too!

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

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Reunions and families getting together is so magical!

But Grinch here is just plain jealous and saddened by the sappy loved-one’s reunions!
Sorry!
Nah, did I also mention how annoying those health oriented people walking/ jogging passed my home or with walkers, canes and side by side with an able bodied buddy and the other one in a Jazzy or what-have-you, those battery powered wheel chairs that I was nixed on since I have no insurance or Medicaid or Medicare!
Nope, I cannot do that due to my lack of automatic bodily heat adjustment ability and Hubby doesn’t need to or want to just walk around the blocks here like I used to do just a few short years ago…
Sure I have my cooling vest, but what’s the point to wander hither and yon in my scooter to what?
To be an annoying social neighborhood butterfly that is limited to her time out due to the quick melting in the outer world of her iced packs that cool her vest for only so long?
Yep, that’s me, Mrs. Scrooge and rude and crude, mean and no longer lean, an anger non management machine.
Someone actual told me that, “you get more with honey than vinegar”. Why I used to quote that quote when in the biz world! Since then the customer is always right or so we were taught, but now I am mostly the customer and most don’t do that anymore, have you noticed?

Oh why am I so jealous, because our only son we hear from is working for someone else who is married and has children tomorrow, and so I am very proud of him for doing it. But since most all of my family is dead and Hubby’s is all over the planet and also alienated and our other son who is not willing to make amends, he’s all we got!
I know we should just be happy that he is so generous and well; it does say something for how he was raised.
And there was a time even when our sons were not too busy but were helping others and lived farther away and Hubby, as a deputy, would work for other young families too so they could spend the holiday together and then I would go to the local Methodist church to help serve dinner to the indigent and elderly… and that was sooo rewarding, but I was capable then, not now. Reunions make me sad and I so wish for that too to be something we could have with so many, especially our younger son and now his new wife… and her family!
Pitiful Pearl once again, so sorry, but tis the season to re-evaluate what is right and what is wrong with your life… darn!
I do believe I do it day and night daily, not just now…at this time of the year…
We do have dinner for two planned, but gosh it is never the same as it was with all the family, friends, our loved ones, alive and here and caring and arguing and disagreeing, but always forgiving and loving once again!
What I think that I am trying to say to all of you all over this world of ours is that don’t take friends or family for granted for one day they are here for the next time in a flash they could be all gone!
Just cherish what you’ve got while you’ve got it and don’t let the little things in life cause you to make mountains out of molehills; just enjoy all those breathtaking moments that can leave when you least expect them too…smell the flowers and all those other clichĂ©s that when they’re gone you will too miss them as I and also have too many regrets if you don’t savor each second now, warts and all…
And I will be jealous forever because of what you have and we no longer do and sincerely miss…and cannot seem to get back no matter how hard we try…

Love entirely with your heart and soul and don’t be critical or harsh, be accepting even if something rubs you the wrong way or you too will be a lonely older person with this sad gal’s lament… FORGIVE is what I always have done but some do not do that no matter what…

Oh well, frustration is hard to deal with but you are all here and there and everywhere and you don’t let anything go awry; fix it quickly, and truly love those love ones… before they are gone…

Allow me to ask you all to count YOUR BLESSINGS and share those overages and we will too!

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

Since I think of you all as my family too…

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Commentary

To have an opinion is fine, and as human beings it is a right to be treated with the respect that was given to you by the all mighty and your parents. TA! DA!
But to make loud noises of little effectiveness and much abusive behavior is just downright rude.
And that’s my OPINION!
Sure we have the right to complain and again today I did just that.
You see, we were given an offer to try a new magazine to us, not really a new magazine, just for our purposes; being one that we had not gotten before, got that?
The Smithsonian, a fine magazine which in its heyday I am more than sure that it was jam packed full of intelligent information for the scientific community and us others… But unfortunately, today it has the alienation potential that I have found let’s say a flaw of so many magazines these days, too much advertising and not enough substance!
I say, in my opinion again that we have enough catalogues for that sort of thing in all venues of technology and otherwise…Although, I do understand the reasoning of needing to fund the magazine, just like a TV commercial does…
But that was not my only complaint it was that the initial postcard mailed to me had the offer as one free issue to decide if you wanted to order a years subscription, and yesterday the first one came and today the second one came too…
Hubby and I gave it the once over and we both decided that it did not meet our needs with substance of use for our continued learning purposes like years ago when we subscribed to National Geographic mostly for the boys for school but we enjoyed it too…

Oddly enough, when we lived in NJ we used to drive the five and half hours often for long weekends, camping in Lake Fairfax Virginia, to go to the Smithsonian’s in D.C. and our sons loved it! And Benji, our Yorkie, got to go into them too via his soft carrier, no wonder he was so bright eyed and bushy tailed and acted not much different from the movie Benji. We enjoyed also bringing things home from the farmer’s market ala coolers along the Potomac and on Labor Day weekends, if I also recall that was when they occurred, watching the Frisbee dog competitions on the mall lawn were really terrific! We, so much had a happier time then…

Any-who, so I called the subscription department by way of their 800 line and let them know that we decided that we did not want to subscribe and I told them why.
I also let them know that their marketing practice of sending more than one so close together was wasteful and not cost effective to the company.
The young woman in Tampa told me it was their policy and I told her that she should tell them it stinks, the more they waste money the more they have no money to pay their employees!
She agreed.
Is it just me who sees the simplicity in it all?

Another problem cropped up too today that I handled almost similarly but realized after hearing both sides, it ended up finding me with egg all over my face and apologizing and making nice, nice…
And yes, I do admit when I am wrong.
But fortunately, it doesn’t happen that often! KIDDING FOLKS!
Sure I am wrong too much of the time, but I do know when to say that I am sorry and when to hold my ground… or not?
Learning that that will teach you that old dogs can learn new tricks, huh?

That is why opinion-wise I have not recently weighed-in about all the media circuses going on from national politics to local happenings…I don’t know enough yet to have one.
Sometimes I do listen before I speak, ha!

On that which seems nearly an impossibility, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count all your blessings and to kindly share your overages and we will too!

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

Monday, November 21, 2011

His and hers...

How many out there prefer things that their significant other’s do not or vice versa?
And how many besides me know from experience that ‘separate but equal’, works so much better than arguing?
Aha! I do believe it is called a form of compromise, hmm?
Some people who fall in love believe that when you do you become one, but sadly or happily it does not mean you all of a sudden have just one brain to share that comes much later… in your senior years when you finish each others sentences and thoughts and with luck get them correct when you speak them aloud, ha!

Now listen little chillin and you will hear of another spinning of how it works at this time of year…
ALA C-O-M-P-R-O-M-I-S-E!
Yep, you hear me; don’t you?
I said COMPROMISE, and yea I am sure to say that not only does it work when the temperatures fluctuate, well, here not so much, but maybe where you are, any-who; it WORKS ALL YEAR LONG and with others that may not be your loving ones too!

More than likely you are wondering why I chose this topic for tonight and as sure as the day is short, yep our government is responsible for that too, I better be moving on…
So here I go…
Tonight we tried the recipe in the 75th anniversary edition of our cookbook, from Better Homes and Gardens that we replaced after, ‘Charley’ i.e. the hurricane, destroyed our others with mold and they had to be tossed… we only have two now, this indoor one and an outdoor barbecue cooking one too, but all other recipes I get off of the net if I so choose to. Here’s the recipe for all to share: Basic for all pastas:
On page 377 BHG cookbook, and this is my first gift to you of the season…
2 1/3 cups of flour, the third is reserved for rolling out the dough
1 tsp of dried basil, marjoram or sage crushed (optional)
½ teaspoon of salt
2 beaten eggs
1/3 of a cup of water
1 teaspoon of cooking oil or olive oil
In food processor place your metal blade in the bowl then all the dry ingredients plus the eggs, and cover and process until mixture forms fine crumbs (about the consistency of cornmeal) pour the oil and water through the feed tube. Continue processing until the dough forms a ball. Cover and let rest for about ten minutes then continue on to rolling it out to form whatever type of shapes you wish, cooking time varies with size and type of pasta; when dropped into boiling water.
Bowties 2 to 3 min.
Fettuccine 1 ½ to 2 min.
Lasagna 2 to 3 min.
Linguine 1 ½ to 2 min.
Noodles 1 ½ to 2 min.
Ravioli 7 to 9 min.
Tortellini 7 to 9 min.
If dried or frozen pasta, allow a minute or two more.
And remember all pasta should be rolled out to no more than 1/16th of inch thickness.
My little note *Left over turkey and ham make great fillings too! Just a thought…

And sometimes, just on occasion I create my own unique recipes that often do work, but at times they do not… let’s face it friends the joy is in experimentation, hmm?
(Get your mind out of the gutter, but if over twenty-one go where you please!)

And so tonight we decided to make raviolis but Hubby wanted plain cheese which was made with ricotta and parmesan, and I wanted shrimp that we had gotten a good supply of the frozen large ones from our last Sam’s Club visit, all shelled cleaned and deveined and so I grabbed ten defrosted and cooked them put them in the food processor with some spinach, ricotta and parmesan, lemon juice splashed and garlic powder, and spun!
This was after the pasta was made and Hubby’s were all set with their cheese fillings, we had ten each of our favs, but only ate half of them due to them being so filling!
He had a tomato sauce that I jazzed up with more basil, oregano and garlic.
Mine was a buttery (actually margarine light) with lemon, chicken no salt bullion, garlic, black cracked pepper, a healthy pinch of old bay seasoning and left over filling that I apparently overshot the quantity of, but actually made a great sauce!
All in all we were happily stuffed, not that that’s a good thing, but not that bad either, hmm, mmm, mmm oh so good!
On that bit of trickery, let’s face it anything not similar to this Thursday’s dinning choices is a welcome idea for meals now, hmm?

Now allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too!

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

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Hubby got his belated birthday present I suppose...

Boredom does not wear well even with someone like me with my level of acceptance of making the most out of what many would consider the ordinary.
Nope, some days I need more to keep this somewhat active brain happy and moving in any sort of a recognizable direction… Yep, that’s me all over the place, needy!
And so Hubby co-operated by my whim to gather ourselves up at one in the afternoon, mind you, and take me out for the mediocre trek all the way nearly five whole miles over to our one and only indoor mall of the familiar type to anyone who’s a mall maven, called surprisingly, The Town Center Mall; since it is neither in a town, us here in Port Charlotte being unincorporated and that also makes it impossible to be in the center of our unincorporated, what, not a town, than what? Who knows…?
So being from Paramus New Jersey, a town, even perhaps now a city, which at one time was considered the mall capital of the nation, in the late nineteen-fifties early nineteen-sixties eras, and so I do believe that I know about my malls…
And that our one and only here is pretty nice for its lack of enormity of floors and fancifulness, but still with many quality of choice stores… suitable to all wallet types with any kind of monetary innards, diverse.

So that is where we went to get a tickle of the beginnings of the season, and sure enough many were there too. I can only imagine trying to get ahead of the holiday shopping.
Parking was a game in the sheer need to find a handicap space close to an opening of a store. And we did, right across from the Sears entrance where we had a ten dollar off coupon that was sent to Hubby as a birthday gift. Our intent was to see what he needed, which was more of his favorite shorts of the denim variety or a rechargeable battery for his cordless drill, since his has been a goner for quite some time, not a good thing for us DIYers, hmm? (Note: It was quite difficult to get into the store in my scooter especially if Hubby had not been with me, oddly enough they had no automatic door pusher there and the foyer and doorway were quite tight for maneuverability to access the door even with Hubby opening them both. Even with my additional weight on me, my scooter footprint has remained the same, and Hubby is quite slender, at six foot and only 154lbs. ADA, American’s with disability act, would not be happy with that!)

Whichever was the better deal was going to get the discount coupon used on it.
The shorts were one of the few items not on sale, most everything else was, how odd?
Any-who, we saw that his battery was also on sale, but we thought that we would go out into the mall and look around at Old Navy and Beall’s, too for his shorts first, and the fact that that was where we were parked we knew we had to come back passed the batteries again on our way out to the parking lot.

Our success for finding denim shorts on sale was not happening and so we headed towards our next stop after, Hubby got his battery!
Last stop for our whirlwind adventure of the day was, again the grocery, since believe it or not our cupboards were nearly bare once again!
Before we arrived I had been having weird sensations in my head and legs and a new one that began just yesterday…how can I say this delicately, like I had saddle sores with numbness on my tushy? That will have to do.
Anyway, Hubby suggested I take another dose of my Baclofen since I have been cutting back and had recently cut back to only fifty mg; when I am suppose to take seventy.
It did not seem to work…But I insisted we go together to the grocery in spite of how I felt… You see, I have recently become afraid to be alone when I feel badly, is that strange?
I don’t think so.
Hubby had wanted to drop me off at home to rest but I said no, and we both went straight past our home to Publix.
Usually, I am a social butterfly in there with constantly chattering with whomever I see that I know or even people I don’t, but I felt downright crummy and for some reason nauseas and my head started too.
Hubby was ordering from their deli and I usually would speak to anyone who was waiting too, but I just couldn’t and so I moved to the end of the counter and stared into space.
It seemed to help a little.
At the end of their counter it starts the produce department our next stop and so I waited for Hubby there. While staring I saw something quite unusual even for me with my active imagination. What I saw was enormous Lucite salad tongs, and an enormous cutting board, and over sized packaged disposable plastic tablecloths in bright colors, off to the center of the produce department, and so I rolled closer… and when I got nearer to what I thought I saw I actually was in front of a normal sized display of all those items I mentioned; now if that is not too weird I don’t know what is?
Hubby sloughed it off and told me not to worry about it, which of course made me worry more since he seemed to know more about me than I did, hmm?
Must be the mystery gal in me, I guess…

Well, on that more confusion to an already mixed up lady, allow me to be the first to wish you a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count all your blessings and to share all your overages and we will too!

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

PS with sugarless gum and a light dinner I appear to be okay for now… HA!

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Homework

We are done with school; but not with learning.
I believe a few years ago I was told in this state of these United States, in our home state of Florida that when you turn sixty-five, if you so desire, you may take classes for free at any place here of higher learning, such as a college or university.Perhaps in a few more years if able maybe I will consider taking a class or two...hmm?
And that you are entitled to fish or hunt without a license but around the same time they worry about you driving a vehicle, ironic, hmm?
Not really a very bad idea actually, but it is also said that some senior organizations have defensive driving courses to take for anyone who needs or wants them, but oddly enough THEY CHARGE!

Today, Hubby went out to the garage and found our food processor which he had cleaned thoroughly and bagged each piece and boxed it years ago. You see this is one of the smallest places we have ever lived. And so, I felt that we had no room for something so large in any of our kitchen space and it has too many functioning pieces to sit on our counter. But today after many years we decided to bring it in again and after I was sure it was very clean by soaking it for quite some time in hot bleach water and after we dried it off and put the old workhorse to do a once familiar task… slicing apples and making dough for an ‘Apple Pie’! We made a space for it, the food processor, when we are all done on our above the door shelf in our laundry/mud room inside, and now more accessible for Hubby that is; too high up for me to reach.
I used to make them all of the time when the boys were still home, pies that is, and many different kinds. It amazes me how thin I always was then and did that at a drop of a hat, especially while still living in good ole NJ.

We had wild blueberry bushes growing all over the place and I would send the boys out to gather them and we used them in pies and waffles and pancakes and just plain ate them!
In those days, we had no idea how healthful they were; we just liked them for being blueberries, boy how I miss them and have considered getting some for here! They do sell the bushes online, but I’m not sure that our climate is right for them.

Ah memories… on the other coast we had had a restaurant but we made food for sale and sold Mom’s Cheesecake and that was a brand name not our Mom’s.
Making pies are lotsa fun when you have no time constraints or consistency being an absolute necessity, when made for just family or friends; thus my reasoning for not making them then for our restaurant.

With our food processor it also made it easier to make our own pizza dough, and even here when I have grown our tomatoes I have turned them into freezed dried and used them on our own pizzas, too bad we still don’t make our own cheese, but there is nothing more rewarding than putting your own pizza together and knowing that it is more healthy than ordered out or store bought!
Creativity always comes into play somehow when you make your own anything, have you noticed that?
That’s why being DIYers has become so smart in so many ways in these hard times; since its cost effective and an uplifting experience seeing tangible evidence of your true abilities, which can surprise or confound you!
But the name of the game is to have fun, why you so boldly ask?
Because it’s for you and your loved ones or at least the ones who you care about and care about you, and so mistakes are OK, since forgiving is what those people are known for… hmm?

On that note of don’t worry, be happy, allow me to be the first to wish you a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count all your blessings and to share all your overages and we will too!

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

Friday, November 18, 2011

Mysteries of life...

And in my case not so sweet, since research into my previous reports shows that this newest problem was actually old.
But what changed, you so boldly ask; I know you didn’t but if you did, wait… I will tell you whether you really want to know what the heck or not…yep, that’s me the QUEEN OF TMI!

Back to my not normal blood-work… a year ago July my TSH, determining thyroid workings, was already at 5.25 but those norms ranges were 0.34-5.60, but it was called an ultra test then and I am not sure if that makes a difference or not …
“It can measure lower levels of TSH. It is not any extra help in diagnosing a thyroid problem. It can be useful in monitoring treatment of an existing thyroid problem, especially with hyperthyroidism (overactive thyroid). It is sometimes known as "3rd generation" TSH. It's really not something that you need to know/worry about as a patient - it's a technical thing.

"Normal" is defined as the range covering 95% of a healthy population. The range will vary depending on the analytical method used, for technical reasons. You need to refer to the range that came with your test results. The debate around TSH ranges is really about what constitutes a 'healthy' population - i.e. what results should be included when they decide the range.” Found by me and written by an unknown source online that works in a lab and answered someone else same question.
… and this last one was 5.590 with if you recall a norm range of 0.450-4.500 not done at the same labs, one was a hospital, the first one and the most recent was done at a lab that, that is all they do…hmm.. Confusing, Huh?
Meanwhile within my paragraph of an explanation of my last January’s MRI it states that there seems to be a flattening of the pituitary gland within the sella, curious then and now and so I looked it up… which is what is called ‘empty sella syndrome’

“Empty sella syndrome is a condition in which the pituitary gland shrinks or becomes flattened.
Causes
The pituitary gland is a small gland located at the base of the brain. It sits in a saddle-like compartment in the skull called the "sella turcica," which in Latin means "Turkish saddle."
When the pituitary gland shrinks or becomes flattened, it cannot be seen on MRI scans, giving the appearance of an "empty sella." This is referred to as empty sella syndrome.
The pituitary makes several hormones that control the other glands in the body, including the:
• Adrenal glands
• Ovaries
• Testicles
• Thyroid
Primary empty sella syndrome occurs when a hole in the membrane covering the pituitary gland allows fluid in, which presses on the pituitary.
Secondary empty sella syndrome occurs when the sella is empty because the pituitary gland has been damaged by:
• A tumor
• Radiation therapy
• Surgery
Empty sella syndrome may be seen in a condition called pseudotumor cerebri. This is a condition seen most commonly in obese women.
Symptoms
Often, there are no symptoms or loss of pituitary function.
Patients with empty sella syndrome may have symptoms caused by a partial or complete loss of pituitary gland function. For more information, see hypopituitarism.
Hypopituitarism
Hypopituitarism is a condition in which the pituitary gland does not produce normal amounts of some or all of its hormones.
Causes
The pituitary gland is a small structure that is located just below the brain. It is attached by a stalk to the hypothalamus, the area of the brain that controls its function.
The hormones released by the pituitary gland (and their functions) are:
• Adrenocorticotropic hormone (ACTH) -- stimulates the adrenal gland to release cortisol; cortisol helps to maintain blood pressure and blood sugar
• Antidiuretic hormone (ADH) -- controls water loss by the kidneys
• Follicle stimulating hormone (FSH) -- controls sexual function and fertility in males and females
• Growth hormone (GH) -- stimulates growth of tissues and bone
• Luteinizing hormone (LH) -- controls sexual function and fertility in males and females
• Oxytocin -- stimulates the uterus to contract during labor and the breasts to release milk
• Prolactin -- stimulates female breast development and milk production
• Thyroid stimulating hormone (TSH) -- stimulates the thyroid gland to release hormones that affect the body's metabolism”

All this information is courtesy of: A service of the U.S. National Library of Medicine, National Institutes of Health and Medline Plus and information site.
Research is something I do enjoy, but if a little knowledge is a dangerous thing than I am GUILTY IN A BIG WAY!
Of course I am not a doctor or a nurse or lab technician by any means, way, shape, or form, just a person who wants to know some things about her own information that seems to have more going on at times than what the ones who know explain… or maybe not…
Asking questions used to be my MO, modus operandi, way of doing something, but for some unknown reason it is more difficult to do when you go in blind with abstracts given to you as why and that for this reason you must do this, hmm?
Gosh, it only seems to come to my wee mind now, I seem to be losing the battle of being better informed at least about myself, and I can think of only one thing to say…
I DON’T LIKE IT!
Any ideas will be most helpful and welcomed.
I do have one caveat from yesterday… I was given a prescription to see in 83 days for more blood-work, that makes it in February, how my newest medication, Levothryroxine 25 mcg, for the thyroid issue is working.
The reason the odd amount of days is because the nurse said I should have it done before I reorder my prescription to make sure it is working right, since I might need a higher or lower dose or something like that she said, I forget…who knows, who cares… oh wait … I do!
And I am due at the end of January for my yearly cranial MRI and that should help both my MS and the pituitary issue answers.
So now it is all up to me having patience… well we all know how I am with that, ha!
On that note of what I try to do for myself but cannot seem to get it right…
Allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and to kindly share your overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Thursday, November 17, 2011

2:15 P.M. Was the appointment but...

Three-thirty is when I was finally seen.
And yes, I am speaking about my follow-up doctor’s appointment to get my ‘abnormal’ results of my blood-work.
It was either taking this ‘appointment’ or waiting until next week.
I left it up to Hubby and he agreed to take it, and then if we still had some money left we would go out to celebrate his big day.

Oh, the results, I am getting to that, yes, something was off kilter, but not anything that I expected, but always kind of thought could eventually be proven… a weight gaining related problem that gives some of us gals an excuse that is legit!
What is it you are wondering?
I may as well tell you instead of keeping some of you waiting while others probably already figured it out… MY THYROID!

Not really too bad but over the legal/normal limit my TSH was 5.590 with the norm range from 0.450-4.500 and so now I am on another medication, Levothryroxine 25 mcg! And the beat goes on… this one cannot agree with my Pepcid Complete and so figuring out when to take it with the other will be tricky!
And my Triglycerides were high too at 163 with norms in 0-149, but my total cholesterol was 182; so who cares… I am OK, besides I am on medication for that already!

Oddly enough, my stomach has been acting up, but we went out to celebrate after the bill was not too bad after all, half what I thought it would be seeing a nurse instead of the doctor.
The new prescription was less than ten bucks for a three months supply.
And so Hubby chose Chili’s for his birthday dinner, I suppose taking so long at the health department made our dinner on our usually time of five-ish.
I told the server it was Hubby’s birthday and he got a free dessert that he shared with me a wee bit a yummy brownie dripping with chocolate sauce and vanilla ice cream, but I could not eat too much, my tummy hurt.
And it still does…and so I will close early tonight, and no, I did not try my new medicine yet since I had to take a Pepcid I will take it first thing tomorrow, OK?

And so I will say my usual and that is: allow me to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to count all of your blessings and ask you kindly to share all of your overages and we will too!

Next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Repetitive notifications by government agencies...hmm, and they wonder...WHY...

And they wonder why we have so many financial difficulties as a nation.
Gosh, just to send one letter these days it’s forty-four cents!
I know what you are thinking, that’s still a bargain, and it is for us who don’t send hundreds or thousands of notifications daily or monthly or what-have–you, hmm?
Gotta love our state government, they keep saying they have to change the hours of public buildings and cut-back on their employee base, because of lack of funds…BUT then incompetence has them double mailing information without thinking, by those employees that they kept or mechanically and presumably saving BIG BUCKS saving a heap of the gold by having machines doing what the people they let go might have picked up on having a mind to figure it all out with!
Is it just me?
I know it is sometimes, but… sometimes I wonder if common sense would make it all just a better smoother running piece of machinery, I mean our government for those who might be wondering…
You see, again I received another letter about making an appointment for the reading of my blood work!
Geez, you would think it was my last will and testament with all these reminders!
I mean two in two days… when I actually made the appointment when I hadn’t even received the first notification!
I crack it up to incompetence, if not that than what else could it be; I so boldly ask?
It’s not bad enough that I have been trying hard to distract myself from thinking about, why I had any abnormal results with all the medication that I take that is physician prescribed!
A year ago August was my last blood work and it was basically fine; it appeared to prove that my cholesterol and blood pressure medications were working appropriately and my last January 2011, MRI, proved I had my optic nerve causing my legally blindness and my ischemia was there due to some TIA’s and that my MS was stable due to the Copaxone, which is what it is supposed to do. Although, that MRI did say that I had a cyst in my left nostril that could explain my sinus problems, but why would it affect my blood work?
What could have changed it?
The only new medication is the Dexilant for my stomach, GERD, and of course these sinus issues that continue to come back when I least expect them to…
Being a detective is interesting and in my five novellas my heroine did use deductive reasoning not unlike Sherlock Holmes or Columbo, Peter Faulk.
Unless there was a false positive for some scary ill?
Or some other mistaken identity, yes that’s it they mixed me up with some one else’s blood tests, yep that’s it!
Gosh, don’t they know me by now?
When you keep reminding me to come in since this is what they wrote: Upon review of your recent test, the medical provider has requested that you schedule a return visit to discuss these results.
Please call to schedule an appointment.
And I did before I got their FIRST ENCRYPTIC scary message!
I know it wasn’t in code, but vagueness is another prevalent government issuance, hmm?
Why can’t they just send the results in anyone of those to come-in notices; is all I want to know?
I suppose simplicity is considered for the simple minded and I also know that’s me.
Confusion and complexity is why they all make the BIG BUCKS, hmm?
Now that I think about it… wouldn’t it all run better without all that stuff?
I know that I have a wee brain and that I am not that smart, but, wait, couldn’t it work?
Hit yes for yes and hit no for no.
Geez, wouldn’t that also work for passing all those bills stuck in congress?
NAH, too easy!
Gotta love the ease of how I can try hard, not that hard to solve all our problems… now if I could only have that same ease of problem solving with my own…hmm?

On that problem solvers lament; just the plumber with rusty pipes… 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 to share all your overages and we will too! (I won’t give up, I won’t give up… repeat after me Tobi, I won’t give up Tobi! HA!)

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

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

It's back...

And with a vengeance that is my sinuses being unruly!
I had two more days left on the prescription for the generic Zyrtec antihistamine and the test failed!
My head felt like a vice was enclosing it, with my upper cheeks (my face ones that is) were full of some horrendous fluid that wanted, who knows what!
Not to mention, my neck and ears, oh all right I did mention them too!

And so I finally got a hold of the health department to find out why I was not notified about my blood work that was faxed to them on November 9th!
Of course I let them also in on my suffering too and what I thought should be done about it!
The blood-work I was informed due to HIPPA to find out my results I would have to come in and so they gave me an appointment for later this week.
And the nurse that I left two voice mails for last week finally got back to me today and called in for the doctor another prescription, this time a Zithromax Z-pak an antibiotic, which fortunately was free! (And I started it this afternoon)
How ironic, that’s what I asked for, when?
When I was there originally!
And as angry as I was…and so I said I bet the only reason I have to come in for my results on that blood work is because they need me to pay them for it!
(I had tried at the lab but they told me since I went through the health department I had to pay there.) I had requested a bill, and I was informed that there was a letter sent telling me that I should make an appointment to see the results and sure enough it did come this afternoon.
I said with all the medicine I am on for each problem I was sure that my blood work was fine, but the nurse said that it was not and that the doctor has to discuss it with me… GREAT!
And now I must wait… since if they call you at your home number to tell you, besides being against HIPPA procedure they say that they don’t know it is you! CRAZY!
So now besides the dear cost of that blood work we have to pay again for another office visit!
Perhaps, from what I gleaned from the internet that it is a bacterial infection, quite common with chronic sinusitis and the appropriate treatment is, voila, ANTIBIOTICS!
See, now I told them that way back when…Gosh I have enough of them.
Anyone with an autoimmune disease is susceptible to these things, and MS is one of the many!
I hear House in my head, that is doctor House, boy, sometimes I think in a past life I may have been a diagnostician, hmm?

Any-who, in the interim while waiting to hear back today from the doctor there or his nurse, I called my pharmacist, Pinki to make sure that I could take some Benedryl while on that once a day stuff and she said sure and so I did, I took two, which is an adult dosage! That held me until the nurse called and called in the antibiotic and Hubby was able to pick up my newest prescription.
I also cleared my ability of taking it after my consuming of the Benedryl, and so I just waited until my next dose was due.
Are you following all this?
I think I lost track a week ago, or so… HA!
Darn, all of this and with my rude awakening about my youngin yesterday and he marrying again and all without so much as a phone call or invite…
Gosh, this has been a couple nasty days and in the next few I fear what they may bring, since my blood work was NOT normal; scared a wee bit.
Also waiting for that proverbial next shoe to drop…

On that what’s next attitude and welcome to my reality, allow me to be the first to wish a happy good night and to ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share all your overages, and I better send the dogs out looking for ours!
HA!

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

Monday, November 14, 2011

Tobi here...

Today created turmoil in my life both good and bad.
Our darling older son called early this morning, before eight A.M. to ask if he could come down on his day off from work to visit, since his Dad’s/Hubby’s birthday is this week.
And with joy in my heart and soul I asked when he would be leaving and I estimated his arrival time, a little over two hours from then.
He arrived just on time with a new car in my favorite color, blue, an eco friendly car that he said got over forty-four miles to the gallon; he had traded in his other car one that was not even a year old if I recall.
This was his fourth vehicle counting a workhorse truck and two motorcycles, one a Harley and one not.
He works hard for his money and he is not married but has his gal pal.
And at thirty-nine I am happy for him.
These last few years with his new girlfriend at least she has gotten him to travel quite a bit too, which makes me very happy for him and her.
Balance is what we all need in life not just work sleep and eat and over and over, again…
We all went out to lunch at the buffet that is now called the Hibachi Buffet in Port Charlotte, and for dinner we had what we had in the house. He left a little while ago and so that is why I am writing this now…

And on the other end of that spectrum our younger son, who is our estranged son, I Googled once again and found out that he got married for his second time at age thirty-five this past summer on July 23rd!
To say I was shocked would be a vast understatement; it almost gave me a heart attack!
I was, gosh, saddened, happy, miserable, and ecstatic and horrified all at the same time.
Hate is a HORRIBLE entity and to this day I have no idea what caused him to feel that way about all of us, his father, brother and me to not speak to any of us for all this time!
I almost did not write tonight.
But this is my forum for my many emotions, blatant as they may be some nights.
The reason it became a Google was by sheer chance, our elder son was showing us well, how the Google world site worked with zooming in on our homes, his north of Tampa and ours here, and I thought I would have it zoom in on his brother’s outside of the Miami area, but I couldn’t find the address… And so I Googled it and the wedding came up with the date and everything!
Then I found out that his bride was on Facebook, and so just before I started this I messaged her, letting her know that we knew about their wedding and to congratulate her and to contact us please.
Was that a bad idea?
Who knows… but what would you do?
We love both of our sons and want them in our lives!
Maybe this was a bad idea, i.e. my confession to all of you and I am almost sure it will not change anything sending that message to her.
And so, in reality what have I to lose, hmm?

On that crazy up and down type of day TMI, allow me to be the first to wish you all to kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too! (At least try to with number one son making that a wee bit easier to do)

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

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Return trip

Everything needs a second chance, including places of business, hmm?
Thursday we had gone to an open house at the grand re-opening of our local Winn-Dixie.
It was a madhouse there; you might recall me mentioning it, which is what anyone in the promotion game would be happy to have.
And so in that respect I am more than sure that they were thrilled!
But for me traveling on a mobility scooter and being crowd shy even when I had not been it was an awkward and uncomfortable situation.
Today was their second chance and our late morning to try it out.
First of all our ability to locate a handicap parking space was incredibly easy, we got one right up front across from the front doors!
Then, the crowds had diminished considerably, of course since now it was not a freebie give-a-way evening event but a serious business providing what any business of its type would, groceries at a competitive price.
We went there with a grocery list, which we found easier to stick to what we needed and not to deviate from costing more money than what we intended to do.
We found that the specials were a dollar off here and there if you were a Winn-Dixie card holder, which we were and had been for years.
And so, when all was said and done we saved about thirteen or fourteen dollars off of our bill; not bad.
We also came away with a newer card for a discount on gas, but only good at a Shell station with 35 cents off per gallon.
Unfortunately, here, anyway, Shell is the more expensive brand, but perhaps with the discounted amount it will be a contender.
Gasbuddy.com will help in that comparison.
Have you ever used it?
It is really great.
Makes it so you don’t have to drive around looking for the best price, just put your zip code in and it lists the current prices in your area.

To be honest the whole experience was much nicer today at the new improved Winn-Dixie.
The store is spacious and truly attractive in the concept of making shopping an enjoyable experience and has many interesting aspects to it, like carry-out foods sold by the pound or items for that quickie lunch or dinner, many in the gourmet realm, as well a wine area that is a contender to many stand alone shops of similarity.
Hard liquor too is sold somewhere in the confines of the space, but we did not happen upon it.
The one bar-like area for serving yourself near the exotic cheese area had an olive-antipasto- gourmet blends of olives et al bar and they were sold by the pound.
The scale for the consumer was on the top shelf of the display and Hubby was busy at the bakery getting our five grain bread sliced that was nearly a dollar less than where we usually buy it… Any-who, a young woman with a nametag that stated that she was a store employee, helped me, and she weighed my deli cup that I filled with an olive assortment of my choice... I happened to mention that the scale was not ADA (Americans with Disabilities Act, passed in 1992, brainchild of Bush the first, oddly enough) accessible and perhaps they should put one down on a lower shelf for people like me in chairs or scooters. She agreed and said that she would look into and recommend it. See, she could have said ok and nothing more, but she really made me feel as if she meant what she said, boy she was good!
I truly hope that she was sincere, sure she was.

On that small glimpse/picture of our shopping experience, which I know you were all waiting and wondering about if or if when we would actually return to that grocery store…NOT really, for you have much more exciting fun things to do and think about… but I can dream, can’t I?
Of course, I am kidding! Maybe, not…WHO KNOWS, why I should, shouldn’t I…hmm…

Allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count all your blessings and to share all your overages and we will too!

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

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Some days are just some days...

Yesterday, was a holiday and for some strange reason I felt the need to search for a treasure amongst the so-called trash; an odd statement, hmm?
For some reason Hubby and I do enjoy the PBS program Antiques Roadshow, and watch it often.
We think it is amazing what we think about an item and then they mention its worth and we are on occasion baffled by that!
Since some of the ugliest things are worth a fortune and other items are of little or no value.
It truly does prove that, beauty can be in the eye of the beholder.
I did have the advantage of taking history of art and going to Europe as part of my education program and there and in NYC I had the privilege of being able to visit museums all over the world and here in the United States from my travels.
And I did have a few semesters of interior design, which in thought of appreciation of things of value would have been somewhat ingrained in me.
Not to mention that I had worked at an upper class store called Lord & Taylor’s for a few years.
I have been to Harrods’s in London, Bergdorf’s and Bonwit Tellers too those two were on Fifth Avenue in NYC, within in blocks from my school.
Designer’s were also being taught in my school, and I even bought Yves St. Laurent towels from Lord & Taylor’s as a newlywed from work with my 20% discount, not to mention all my clothes then.
So in other words I have not been living under a rock when it comes to these things, although that I must admit was in another lifetime, years ago!
But we all know some things stick with you… as a Mom I would shop the outlets so our family still dressed well at a good price, and I was the thrift store lady before it became fashionable to be…I even wrote about the ones here locally not that long ago as an editorial comment for the local newspaper…
So realistically why wouldn’t I be up on that sort of thing?
That brings me back to our mini treasure hunt yesterday, and we even stopped at the bank for a few bucks of cash, that is our bank's drive thru ATM.
And so Hubby drove to the Habitat for Humanity store on rte.#776 here, and we looked and searched and for a second I thought I saw a nine piece set of Fiesta ware for a cool $15.95, but alas none of the pieces were marked and so I moved on to the practical.
Hubby takes his shoes off at the back door which are often grass in-coated and so I do appreciate the effort in not dragging it throughout the house, but there is always quite a bit left under them even when he stomps them off on our fishy mat by the door, it has pictures of fish, it is not mysterious, HA!
Any-who, and so when I saw a plastic nautical tray marked $1.99 I thought it would work as a catchall for the grassy shoes and I picked it up.
But Hubby nixed it he thought it was not strong enough and he felt he wouldn’t use it anyway… he packed me and my scooter back into the car and we moved on to our next stop, The Goodwill Store…
I have donated to them from left over items that did not sell at garage sales and they are most appreciative, and on occasion I have shopped there too when something jumped out at me that I needed or liked at those bargain prices and it helps people too, just like Habitat does, and I am not ashamed to do it. Let’s face it in this economy it is Chic to be frugal, and a deal’s a deal.
Hubby and I must have circled the store quite a few times, my search was for those elusive interesting coat-hooks that I mentioned here weeks ago and a glass jar of a decent size with a glass lid to turn into a terrarium that I once had way back in the 1970’s, they are back!
And oddly enough with me not going out so much anymore it would be nice to bring some of the outside in to me, hmm?
No luck with either item but I did see under some other stuff a wooden hand-painted tray that was white with purple grape-like flowers and greenery in the base of it, the handles were carved into the sides, small, less than a foot long and about six inches in width.
Just the right size for the top of a dresser, coffee table or an end table, where I did try it in each location when we brought it home… but finally I settled it by placing it on the small dresser in the guest room where it look as if it belonged.
In the store it had a red sticker on it that said it was only a quarter and so I got on line and Hubby who only had a twenty on him from the machine said he had a quarter in the car and some pennies for the tax, so I thought…but when I got up to the register the price on the front was incorrect, according to the cashier.
It was actually, $1.99 and so Hubby handed her the twenty since he didn’t have anything smaller and she said she couldn’t make change and that she needed fives!
Uh oh, but she did say oddly enough that they did accept credit cards, even for that small amount, well, we gave her ours and the rest is history!
The little tray had some chips in the white paint and at one point I considered painting over the grapes but they grew on me, ha! Today I checked online and most of that kind are worth anywhere from $25 on up!
In the end I just touched up the white chips with my white paint in my crafts draw, which oddly enough was a perfect match!

And so some days are some days, simple and not that exciting, but what you might make of them to be more so for you…huh?

You know what I mean… and now allow me to be the first to wish you a very happy good night and ask you to count all your blessings and to share all your overages and we will too!

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

Friday, November 11, 2011

Idle, Idol, here, hear, there, their...

Homonyms are NOT picked up in this particular grammar/spell check; is there one that will pick it up? I wish I knew of one. Oh that’s right; it’s called a ‘human editor’, ha!
Even words that you think to use appropriately like I did last night with vulnerable and it corrected my mistake and installed the word, venerable, it had no idea what I was trying to say and were not corrected in my blog, and I used to be such a great speller! All it takes is one letter to make it take over…
Did you all know that vulnerable means to be: susceptible, weak, defenseless, helpless, open to, exposed, in danger, at risk, or in a weak position?
Sure you did, and I did too!
But for some strange reason last night I spelled it incorrectly and when spell check got a hold of it they replaced it with, ‘venerable’, which I found out meant something totally not correct for what I wanted in my sentence! In actuality is means respected, august, esteemed, honored, admired, a very nice meaning but not the one I wanted for what I was trying to say, so please forgive?
As we all know or so I have been told when you ‘tweet’ or ‘text’ (since I do not tweet or text) this can occur too…why Ellen DeGeneres has had a segment on her TV show all about the stupid things that have been written by mistake…and some are unbelievably incredible to think about, what was the grammar/spell check thinking, and maybe there is a person inside doing this all to be funny, hmm?

All I do know that today was the date that only happens once, 11-11-11, although, last year we had 10-10-10, and the years before nope that didn’t work when we had single digits we need to put an ‘0’ before it then it was 9-9-09, see no can do, but 12-12-12 will work and yep, then there will be no more until… I have no idea, till when? Perhaps, you do, but my head is spinning… so I’ll stop if you do, okay?

More importantly today was Veterans Day, which is amazing to me for one great reason besides the obvious one; do you know what I am getting at?
YES! It is one of the few that has NOT had its actual date of being on November eleventh changed to meet our desires to have three day weekends! And for that I say hooray!
And to all our Veterans past and present I will say two words that we all should say daily, really, THANK YOU!

On that upbeat ending to my bits and pieces of my strange way of thinking… and of knowing when you’ve said enough… allow me to be the first to wish you all to kindly count all your blessings and to share your overages and we will too!

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

PS cold down here in ‘Paradise’ for just last night, today, tonight and tomorrow, but warmth will be back from this frosty brrr time of fifties, sixties, seventies… and yes, the eighties will be returning by SUNDAY!

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Open House Celebration!

Join us for the Grand Opening of your transformed Winn-Dixie

Thursday November 10, 5:30 pm-7:30 pm
Enjoy entertainment, surprises and delicious sampling throughout the store.

*Store coupon
Earn 25cents off per gallon of gas
On your next purchase of $25 or more
Limit one certificate per family, per order… yada, yada, yada

You get the idea and so this is where we tried to go tonight, after all we had an invitation, card, that is mailed to the resident at this address…
And so did apparently every other Charlottonian in our locale!
First parking was in nearly another county, no handicap spaces there either, but of course I had my brilliant cobalt blue chariot, but Hubby had to walk the distance to the door; I would say nearly two or three city blocks if you were in NYC.
On our way, we met a fine gentleman who felt our anxiousness and tempered it with offering me a pink enormous Shasta daisy and Hubby a shopping cart.
Kiddingly, I was thinking you say free in this county and this is what happens!

Trying to enter the magnificently attuned and renovated, glistening produce department and sampling arena the line continues out of the door and was at least ten or more deep width wise.
As we waited for out entrée, suited men and women welcomed you with big smiles and a feeling that they had a pride of ownership, but they were more than likely the upper management.
They were terrific, but their guests were not!
Hubby I had asked to go in front of me before we entered so I could follow him in and he did. We were waiting like everyone else was, but apparently a man and woman felt they could not and pushed their way through between Hubby and me…
The man clumsily without forethought broke my long stemmed daisy! And I was appalled at his rudeness! His wife, I assumed(SHAME ON ME), was right behind him, since she stopped and heard whatever comment that I must have exuded from my pursed lips/mouth, perhaps only a soft expletive. I do not truly recall. She looked down at the damaged stem of my Shasta and said is something wrong, and I said please tell your husband that he broke it in his rush to get where he was going.
I just wanted him to know what he did in rudeness and I felt he was wrong.
Two different employees at two different times offered me another,(and no I was not yelling one stood next to me and the other person noticed on our leaving), but I said that it was all right that I just thought the man should know what he did.
Am I so wrong?
When did people become so embarrassing mean when they see someone in a mobility scooter?
Don’t they realize that we do not want to have to use these things!

You know though I do recall a time, when I was able to walk and was thin and small, I have always been short, but small in everyway that that means… people in crowds would stomp on me too, since they couldn’t always see me… This was when the boys were small too and we would go to the amusement parks where all the crowds would be.
So I guess, perhaps I just feel more vulnerable now, being not well and trying to be normal and fit in and do things… but being reminded that I am not ‘normal’ in any way shape or form and it is more obvious than ever…a lump welled up in my chest with that sadness, perhaps a cry coming on, but no, no tears in these eyes anymore, but still making me feel as if I were just a thing to be pushed aside for whatever that person had to do was way more important than anything I had to do…or…just maybe he had to use the restroom? LOL!
We left and went and chose to go through the drive thru of the golden arches in their parking lot of the grocery. And that is something that we hadn’t done in quite a long, long time!
And we ate our dinners in the peace and quiet of home…

On that tense minute in time, but still finding the funny, I hope in all of these life’s setbacks or bumps in the road; allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and kindly ask you to count all your blessings and to share all your overages and we will too!

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

PS December 1 & 9 from 4-7, the same place has another open house with a chocolate fountain on the first of December with seasonal specialties for holiday parties, and on the 9th and other things going on…Who knows if we dare to try to go again… NAH!

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Who would want to go back the way things were...

Do any of you recall a time in history that all was truly well?
No one went hungry, and everyone owned their own home or had a place that was within their budget and our economy was growing and our income along with it?
A time when our children loved to learn and were the best in the world in; especially math and science?
When there were cures for all major illnesses and that everyone had a doctor or a medical plan that was specific to their needs if they ever would need one and that was able to be paid for with little or no effort?
The air was pure, the seas unpolluted and the garbage was not causing toxicity and over cluttering?

Was there ever a time; do you recall?
When politicians spoke to us about what we wanted and needed and had precise plans that we could all understand and were written under one thousand pages of documentations?
When a dollar was actually backed by gold and was worth one hundred pennies?
And when we all had savings accounts for that rainy day?

Some may remember a time when groceries would not cause us to wonder if they were safe or if they were priced right or capable of nourishing us appropriately without causing us to become obese or ill in anyway.

Who were those people; do you remember that time?
When were those days?
What were they called and on what planet did they exist?
Why do we think that anytime in history all was perfection for the ‘everybody’s’ in this world?
How can we always complain that it is someone else's fault?

Isn’t it all of ours?
I really thought we were all better than that.
Things do happen to all of us and yet, we have to hold someone responsible, who is not ever us?

What can we do?
I hear you say.
Nah, as you know I can’t really, but I do have an idea… of what we could do…
Stop blaming and having selective memories of a time that never was.
Change things in cooperation with all of us helping, since no one got here alone.

The market had a major downturn today of nearly 388 points and the first thing that was said is because no one believed that Italy will be able to pay back their loans… same as Greece. Our two oldest civilizations, how truly odd?
I’m just saying we all have a hand in how and why we have to change these things…
With brilliant minds worldwide to show us the way, why not?
That’s all I am saying…WHY NOT!
On that much to chew on; allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to count all your blessings and to share all your overages and we will too!

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

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Early and out!

This morning we were off to the vampiras laboratory.
That is my idea of what the labs do when the phlebotomist take your blood!
And the reason I called them the feminine of the species is because they more often than not have been women doing the deed.
I always wonder what joy a person in that occupation gets from draining large quantities of our bodies gold into plastic syringes for the rationale to see why you need to have the entire process done in the first place.
In truth, I do realize none of the persons involved in the extraction of the ruby fluid ever does get to know the end results of their work, in other words the why and whatever for.
And in my mind it appears to be a mystery without an end to it, and if I were them I would feel as if I were left hanging...
Once the completion of the removal of my juices that they required, which fortunately I still have more than I need… I felt odd, of course by this time I had not eaten anything for more than twelve hours and I had not been allowed to take any of my morning medications…torture for my betterment?
Is this what we as patients must do?
Must we cow-tow to the medicos who at many times a year hold our lives literarily in their hands when you live with a chronic disease? I did not ask when my doctor would have the results; I suppose I could call tomorrow…
But we all know that no news is good news, hmm; unless, they are too busy to let you know, hmm?
This is minor compared to many of the other tests that I had to prepare for; a colonoscopy vividly comes to mind…! LOL! YUCK!
All in all, once I was relieved of the small vile of my vibrant life’s force, in this case my blood, the prize was breakfast out with Hubby at the Olympia Restaurant right here in Port Charlotte and close to the lab!
After that on to Walmart to compare prices on wild bird seed and some odds and ends, we did come away with a couple of bags full and some extra dry skin cream… then moved on to Sam’s Club where we picked up the other items we find more reasonable there, such as coffee, and extra virgin olive oil and such.
We arrived home before noon, actually just after eleven, whirlwind and much accomplished!

The weather cooperated and I found when we left here this morning that I did not need my cooling vest, since it was in the low sixties and we arrived back before what I found to be my cut-off point for my need for my vest starting at eighty degrees, now I seem to have that timing right.

Paradise can be like that at this time of the year.
As I tell anyone who will listen that at this time of the year and again in March our temperatures are mostly in the low eighties (Fahrenheit) during the day and sixties (Fahrenheit) at night, perfection!

Although, another named storm is out in the Atlantic Ocean way off our Florida coastline, Sean, and he started as a sub-tropical entity and is now a plain ole tropical storm with a name, but fortunately he appears to be making his way towards the northeast of the Atlantic Ocean away from all the main lands…

I did have Hubby pick up that Zyrtec yesterday, which is actually in the generic and was only four dollars for the ten day supply, why you ask?
Well, when I did get to speak with my pharmacist yesterday, Pinkie said that the Benedryl cannot be taken more than two or three days and so I figured I was still not one hundred per cent so I would try his medicine that doses out to one at bedtime for just ten days.
Last night it still took me awhile to get to sleep even taking all my night time ones at eight P.M. due to the test this morning. I did stay asleep though until five forty-seven, and I must admit when we got home this late morning from our journeys I was tired enough to nap by one P.M. and I slept for another forty-five minutes, good?
Who knows…?

We will see and on that note of not going to let anything become more than it is and try to see the funny in all of it… allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too!

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

Monday, November 7, 2011

Contests!

Have you ever competed on a radio or TV show call-in contest to answer a question or email in ‘the word of the day’?
Prizes usually range for T-shirts, which I once won on a radio show about sports trivia to inclement weather battery TV sets to medium to major bucks and anything else you could think of, but those I have never had the pleasure yet of winning!
No entry fees involved and major networks and stations are usually discreet with any personal info that they glean from your signing up with them.

As small children we are tested daily within the realms of friendships and school chums, competitive sports or grades, debates, you name it and it appears to be never ending being tested for all our worth!
Competition in business and life is good for your soul.
It makes you want to try and be the best you can be; or teaches you camaraderie with your fellow humans in how to get along.

But, the word “contest’ itself is a contradiction in just being a bit of confusion; let’s examine it in its two syllables… ‘Con’, is a prefix that can mean many things: with, or for, as a stand alone word it can mean: swindle, defraud, rip off, cheat, do, convict, prisoner, jailbird, negative, disadvantage, minus, objection, deceive, hoodwink, trick, mislead, dupe, pull a fast one, inveigle, sweet-talk, trap, entrap, draw or take somebody in, and lastly, to lure!
Mostly the word is not so nice, hmm?
‘Test’, means an exam, experiment, investigation, check, analysis, assessment, trial, ordeal, hardship, adversity, suffering, tribulation, or to try, try out, and assess.
Anyway you do it, it seems to me as a difficult proposition, hmm?
But one that many covet for their own and try very hard to come out on top to win!

Human nature, to do all of these things, in our lifetimes is something that we should all enjoy as part of our commonality.
No matter where you come from in this world many will express how they compete in one area of their lives or another…
Even as simple as finding that special parking spot, or first in line at a store or what-have-you…We as a people of the planet are inborn to compete in all things great or small, which is a contest in itself.
Very few will admit that they were in the middle of the line, but mention first or last and you will most definitely know that those two polar opposites create emotional responses!
Fascination with us as a race of humans, studying this is so easy to do, just relax and watch and listen.
We are all not so different we are more alike than any other living thing.
Observations of behavior are also like an experiment of the most simplistic of cause and effect…
We are all drawn into things with our curiosities, sometimes getting the best of us… but what else can we do?
Brilliance is an act of examination and stepping back and studying.
Keeping your mouth shut is how to do this the best.
NO WONDER I HAVEN’T LEARNED AS MUCH AS I COULD HAVE, WHY YOU ASK?
I know you didn’t but I will tell you why, anyone who knows me, knows that I have never learned how to listen!
But I do enjoy researching and reading and hopefully from reliable sources that won’t compete with me, since they would lose!
Lose what? You so boldly ask, why to try to get a word in edgewise…
SINCE I HAVE BEEN THE WINNER OF… OUT TALKING MOST EVERYONE I HAVE MET! TA DA! The best anyone has been able to do is talk at the same time as me…Sadly, there are no prizes in this competition, well, I suppose there is, being left alone to think more, all by yourself…

Many wish for ‘alone time’ and now I have given to you the recipe to get it!
On that bit of silly allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and to share your overages and we will too!

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

Sunday, November 6, 2011

Another night another tale...

CRAZY!
Most of the day yesterday after taking the antihistamine I appeared to be getting better, and so my night was a horrendous surprise to me when it went so badly.
That’s right.
I did turn in about eleven P.M. and tossed and turned for hours. My head, neck and ears felt as if they were swollen, miserable.
It was daylight savings time last night and so we all turned our clocks here back an hour…I got up way before four A.M. and made a cup of green tea and thought that might help, since I had taken my medication earlier in the evening and I didn’t want to take anymore until the day began.
In my tiny brain I comprised a ‘mind schedule’ for this project of getting Tobi’s sinuses feeling normal once again.
And yes, I made the mistake of doing a couple of things they say that you should never ever do if you seriously want to get back to sleep and that was… that I turned on the computer and the TV on one or two or three of my wanderings around the shadowy dark house. I don’t need to turn on the lights anymore since I know where everything is. Besides our bedroom door stays open and the bright light would have awoken Hubby!
While up, I instinctively checked my emails on my two accounts and also did the usual look sees that we all do with the headlines on the welcoming screens.
But I shut it down with the determination to get back in bed… A ‘Bones’ repeat was on, the Jersey Shore one, oddly enough it was again on this early evening, and I did watch it halfway last night with dosing off periodically…
But my head and neck were just not willing to let me get that rest I so needed and desired! Each way I turned it felt so odd with discomfort, nothing seemed to work…
And so I emerged from under the covers which I could not even enjoy their warmth they maintained, and I called the sleeping of last night this early morning quits! To be fair if it were the old time it would have been four thirty-two.
In reality though I was up for the day before four A.M.!
Don’t get me wrong I was most of my adult life an early bird for years, but rising at five or six A.M., even for me three thirty-two was a wee bit too early for this bird!
My consumed logic of my plan to get well was put into action with designating times and ingestion of each and every medication that the professional healers had bestowed upon me! I was going to win this battle, and my systematic idea of my plan again appears to be working, since after my first dose of the new addition; I started to regain my humanity!
That is of being a part of this fine world, with sunshine and chilly temperatures, up and down all day long...
Oh, you thought I knew by going out into the world physically? Heavens no, I wouldn’t leave this temperature controlled climate of my abode that is; unless, we had definitive plans…We have one of those indoor/outdoor thermometers that tells you all day long the fluctuation of temperatures. And at one point inside and outside were both seventy-seven degrees with fifty-nine percent humidity, haven’t had that too often, if ever.
Usually, the humidity in the house is in the forty percent range but I had just showered and left the bathroom door open so I guess that is why it happened.
See, I am easily entertained.
Simple minds and all…
HA! If only…
I did have a few medical anomalies where my blood pressure was a wee bit higher than normal, and my glucose too, and even at one point my body temperature started to go up over the norm as well, but everything all calmed down and by enlarge I had a little bit better day.

All in all things seem to be looking up, I so do hope so on my sinus front, ha, and with that note of positivity allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to kindly ask you to count all of your blessings and to share those overages and we will too!

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

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