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!

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