Sunday, September 30, 2012

Blind spot…

When speaking of a blind spot one may think mostly while in their car. But it is so much more: Definition of BLIND SPOT “1a : the small circular area at the back of the retina where the optic nerve enters the eyeball and which is devoid of rods and cones and is not sensitive to light —called also optic disk b: a portion of a field that cannot be seen or inspected with available equipment 2: an area in which one fails to exercise judgment or discrimination See blind spot defined for English-language learners » See blind spot defined for kids »” Thanks to: http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/blind%20spot All of you heard the idiom: not to cry over spilt milk; well I almost did tonight, after dinner… You see, that I have certain medicines that I take at certain times of the day and my after dinner ones I was just about to take and oddly enough hubby and I both chose to have milk with dinner, a rarity and he placed his milk glass alongside of mine where we keep our sectioned off containers that hold our day’s medicine on top of the toaster oven, which is hardly used, but has our napkin holder, salt-and-pepper grinders, and those daily pills. Apparently, his cup of milk was to my right and we all know that my right eye is legally blind and lately the deficit of the loss of that vision appears to be playing more havoc with my perception than in the last two years plus that it has not worked. Who knows why that is; I certainly don't. Any-who, that's how it happened I knocked over his milk and at the same time went into spasms with my back and had to go sit in my recliner. Not funny, and I did not cry over spilt milk but Hubby did end up cleaning it up all by himself. And for that I did feel badly; what mess I left for him. Not his first that was caused and left by me with no other resolve than to sit it out; too many, and more and more often. I truly have guilt over some of the days that I feel more like a burden than other days. He had an incident today that could've caused him to lose an eye. We have quite a substantial shed off to the side of our swimming pool and within it is the pool’s filter, garden tools and other stored items, not to mention our small ride on lawnmower. But above them, hanging from the ceiling is an overage of indoor carpeting that is being stored there for the last few years that was hanging from a nylon cord. Today, hubby was about to mow the lawn and horrifically the cord broke and the room-sized carpet hit him on its way down to the floor above his left eye. He came in the back door and at first I thought his eye had a direct hit, fortunately his eyeglasses prevented that. Although, just above his eye was a bit of blood that looked nasty and his glasses were askew. The glasses took a hard hit and his first instinct was to fix the glasses frame not the lens except for a scratch, it did not break. Then he allowed me to examine his damage to him above his I brow, a bit of a rug burn and thankfully it wasn't as bad as we first thought. It was one of those cases of close but no cigar; thank heavens! After some careful consideration we discussed how to proceed for the day… He felt the necessity to mow the lawn in spite of the incident he didn't even want ice on his area of injury, but he was correct there was no swelling. His vision is fine and so be says and besides a little peroxide on the burn he seems none the worse for wear, and so I guess he wasn't extremely lucky. At this point the strapping, of the wood variety was installed to maintain all items in the rafters. That nylon cord did last nearly 8 years though, to be fair, of the initial way of storing such things. Probably, at the time we thought it wouldn’t be there that long, one never knows, does one? There is only one room left in this house with carpeting and that is the small guestroom; all the rest have ceramic tile… And if someday that carpet needs to be replaced we have our back up. We left it in there, the carpet that is, in the guestroom, where the guests, since most sleep over people were Northerners used to that sort of thing, warmer feet that is. But cool feels so good on your tootsies here in hot Florida, even with the air-conditioning on! Moving on… An update: the note oh really an e-mail that I sent about the differences in prices for the crafts fair was responded to last night by a gentleman named Greg and he told me that he would take care of it and I am sure that he has. It is our job as people on this planet to let people know when things are wonderful and when they need to be tweaked… for we are one big family of man/woman. I do believe there's a way to approach difficult topics and I will be the first to tell you that at times I royally screw that up, and so I have been tweaking my methods of how to do what I believe is our responsibility to one another. And it's always good to have a personal ‘Hubby’ in the house to get realistic feedback. On that note of some note…allow me to be the first to wish you 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!

Saturday, September 29, 2012

Buckler's Craft Fair today and tomorrow...

To whom it may concern: RE: Today, when we were there & tomorrow's: for the Buckler's Craft Show, your site http://charlotteharborecc.com/shared/event_detail.aspx?EventID=229896&WebLink=3.7FEDB662&xml_path=undefined states the price for admission is $3.00 adults/children 12 and under are free. And they offer a coupon for half price on theirs http://everythingpuntagorda.com/blog/bucklers-craft-fair-is-coming-to-the-charlotte-harbor-events-center-in-punta-gorda-september-29-30-2012/ , only thing is when you get there they say and a sign states the price is $6.00 for adults, why is there such a big discrepancy? I told the ticket takers that you have the price at $3.00. And of course they said it wasn't. I think you should be more careful and fix that; it was a bit embarrassing try to negotiate $3.00 even with the half off coupon which does not state either price. As you may have guessed we are retired and on a fixed income but do know to check on things before we go out... Thanking you in advance for taking care of this matter, cordially, Tobi (actually real name here) in Port Charlotte Florida With that said, we did have a rather nice time; albeit a short one, a little over an hour. I have pictures to show you that I took with the permission of the vendors, since you were not supposed to take any pictures. This practice of not taking pictures at a crafts fair is due mainly to people getting ideas and reproducing what they see and therefore not buying any products from the vendors. The only reason I was allowed to is because of this Blog and the fact I told them that is where I would be posting them and so now I shall keep that promise...
The only reason I posted these two together is due to them being right next to one another and newly weds… To get Joelly’s Fantastic Teas even in chocolate to go along with her hubby’s fantastic fudge you can go there tomorrow between 10 and 5 or call them at (386) 473-9673!
This was sooo amazing, although years ago I used to use these globules for keeping my 33 house plants appropriately watered… Science44.com, Water Beads is not only beautiful, breathtaking…sure is! But practical today too… you can make attractive displays in glass jars, vases, etc… or you can be a water conservationist with those house plants and surround them with them…for direct access in Fort Myers call: 239-471-0233 out of area call 1-800-385-8185.
The woman and man who do this functional art are from Wauchula Florida and to contact them at Victoria’s table: phone #863-445-0569, although you can see them again tomorrow at the above location and at the above times…
On the left is Ingrid and on her right are her exceptional dried flower art pictures, all done with care and love. She will be at the crafts fair again tomorrow or you can call her at: 540-661-2004. The last of what I enjoyed in the art realm of the fair is:
Cut glass bird feeders and unique lamps made from many different items…A Touch of Glass art using reusable items can be contacted through the artist: Jack Williams PO Box 8795, Sebring Florida 33872 Or by email: Atouch_of_glass@yahoo.com Or by calling: (509) 855-2878 As we all know that they were the usual holiday crafts too and wooden cottage stuff, but I thought these had a little more distinctiveness to them that I felt to highlight them… Now, if you are the conventional type that goes to these things to buy holiday gifts, or other occasional gifts, or to steal ideas… I must admit there is something for everyone, but do not take your camera in since they will ask you to NOT take pictures…that is unless you know the magic words like I did… So on that hours worth of observations, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

Friday, September 28, 2012

Mommy gene?

When you were a child did it occur to you to become a parent? Sure we all played with dolls the girls did and the boys with toy soldiers and even with playing pretend families with neighborhood kids… But we also played war. Playing many games when we were children; we even had shows on picnic tables using sheets on clotheslines for curtains. I never became a soldier or a Broadway star… And yes, I did become a parent… But that's what us post war kids did. Now apparently there is a new book out stating that there is such a thing as a mommy gene; maybe I heard wrong, maybe they meant a mommy jean? And yes there is, those high riders. Could there also be a daddy gene? Maybe there is a daddy jean? And yes there is, those low riders in the seat that is. Well, hasn't this given us all something else to think about? Geez, after that horrendous movie insulting a religious sect not only did we suffer enormous losses of lives, and was not even caused by an American, but this week they are trying to get us in our pocketbooks by interfering with our online banking… Do we really care if there's a mommy gene? With more disgruntled ex-employees shooting up their former businesses… Do we really care if there's a mommy gene? The election is growing closer and we all must decide… For us it's easy… But some may not have the availability to check the facts as we do… So I ask you again, do we really care if there's a mommy gene? Iran daily gets closer to having a nuclear weapon and the only one that has control, not really as much as we hope, but can try to prevent any disasters from being caused is the United Nations, not individual countries. Although, some politicos seem to think that we here in America have more power than the United Nations and of course we don't. We all must strive for world peace and not assume it is in the hands of just one nation; it is all of our responsibility to have the word PEACE in our vocabulary of the world. So I ask you once again; do you care if there is a mommy gene? Oddly enough, and as far-fetched as it may seem, yes, we should all care that there should be a mommy gene. For if there is a mommy gene then I propose that the goodness, the kindness, the nurturing, the caring, the ability to resolve all conflicts, the unconditional love, the reliability, the responsibility etc., since you get my drift. Should be cultivated in all human beings, and then the world would be a much better place, and for that I am sure that you all agree. As you can see where I am coming from, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

Thursday, September 27, 2012

Tonight's the night…

Or perhaps I do; what's that you ask? I do minimalistic yellow journalism, oh no? Do we recall what yellow journalism really is? Sure you do. It's using provocative or intriguing come-on titles to entice or distract from what's actually being said or written. Nothing is beneath a sales pitch concept to try to sell a product, but still trying to stay within boundaries of honesty. No, I am not promoting dishonesty or anything like yelling fire in a crowded theater, or possibly words that entice people to argue or worse. But I am not so low or too high to not try to sell what I am doing here nightly. Perimeters are lines drawn within a certain area; you knew that, and that is where I draw my line within those configurations. I suppose that to really be a yellow journalist you would have to think that boundaries have no lines in your mind. Being not totally honest makes it easy for these people to not have any guilt with how they proceed. Many of us were taught guilt by our parents; they were our consciences and that sort of thing sticks with you if you are a decent human being. The laissez-faire attitude of parenting is what creates some children when they become adults to not be so reliable with thoughts and deeds. Although, it has been said that common sense is born in you and it cannot be taught. Since I only had one year of abnormal child psychology, I don't know if this is true or not. Sometimes things in life seem logical, and then something changes to make the reasoning not as simplistic as first thought to be. Tonight is the night that my title is not necessarily what the content of my blog is… But I did not write the title to mislead you; only to have you read my offering! And so in reality I suppose this is considered light yellow journalism or is it light reading? No, let me, it's both! Have you ever noticed on a slow news day how stations seem to run a lot of segments that used to be called fluff pieces… Since I am not in the business anymore I have no idea. But at least when they sneak in happy stories/items they have sustenance; and this has none. Although, the famous TV show, called Seinfeld, insisted that their writing for the show was about nothing at all and so I feel I am presenting quality nonessential entertainment, or not… (BIG SMILE HERE!) Sure, I am no Seinfeld, but you must admit that I write often about nothing… Of course you do! And due to that fact alone tonight is the night that I will be doing a demi-blog, not to be mistaken for a demi-G-d. I know it's not an exact rhyme, but who’s perfect; definitely not me. Let's recap: tonight is the night that I twisted you up in anticipation of something significant being said and I screwed with your brains and I gave you bupkis, not a thing, nil, nada, zero… And I had a good time and I hope it was good for you too? No? Well, we all know that you get what you pay for, hmm? On that what-have-you, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Katie Holmes called her first love…

Now, didn't we all think that Tom Cruise was her first love; I know. After all, she had a poster hanging in her room with him on it, since she was a teenager. She made contact with an old chum that she actually dated is what she meant, a real live fellow that she had cared about by the name of Joshua Jackson. He was her co-star on the TV series Dawson’s Creek. How nice is that? He's been involved with someone else ever since she married Tom Cruise; what could she be thinking? Contacting an old friend for friendship or something more? For the rest of us mere mortals how many of you have ever contacted an old friend of the opposite sex that might've been a boyfriend or girlfriend or same-sex friend? While you were in between relationships and found out they were still involved with someone? What would you do? Kidding, this isn’t one of those shows, those tell all shows. But how much fun would that be to be a gossip columnist? You all know that's not something new they've been around forever as long as newspapers have been around. Oh you thought it was just those gossip girls on their TV show… Well no! “The first gossip columnist, dominating the 1930s and 40s, was Walter Winchell, who used political, entertainment, and social connections to mine information and rumors, which he then either published in his column On Broadway, or used for trade or blackmail, to accumulate more power. He became "the most feared journalist" of his era. In Hollywood's "golden age" in the 1930s and 1940s, gossip columnists were courted by the movie studios, so that the studios could use gossip columns as a powerful publicity tool. During this period, the major film studios had "stables" of contractually obligated actors, and the studios controlled nearly all aspects of the lives of their movie stars. From the 1930s through the 1950s, the two best-known - and competing - Hollywood gossip columnists were Hedda Hopper and Louella Parsons.” To read more go to: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gossip_columnist The one thing we should all remember is that although many of us enjoy hearing gossip; it can be harmful if misused like any other lethal weapon and so I recommend not using it. Its okay to listen, well not really, but don't encourage others to use it either; I'm talking about in the real world. As far as journalism goes no, more than likely in yellow journalism, or false journalism, but hopefully it isn't used. Quick question, do any of you know what is meant by yellow journalism? “Yellow journalism, or the yellow press, is a type of journalism that presents little or no legitimate well-researched news and instead uses eye-catching headlines to sell more newspapers. Techniques may include exaggerations of news events, scandal-mongering, or sensationalism. By extension, the term yellow journalism is used today as a pejorative to decry any journalism that treats news in an unprofessional or unethical fashion.” To read more go to: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yellow_journalism Mostly you will hear gossip on those magazine shows, talk shows, TMZ and the like but as we all know they are either lawyers themselves or have a team of them on tap. And so I highly recommend that what comes out of your mouth or your pen or your keyboard should be an absolute fact or paraphrased fact with legitimate sources to prove what you're stating, CYA. (If you live under a rock…CYA means: cover your ass! KIDDING, of course; no one lives under a rock, maybe a snake or a worm does… but you get my drift, hmm? And a BIG Cringe Factor to boot!) Everyone I meet is brilliant and so why I do my little asides is mainly to remind me what those acronyms actually mean; a little test to make sure the old noggin is working. And I surprise myself or I look it up; I guess I cheat a little, sometimes, but only with myself so that makes it okay, right? (Small giggle, inserted here.) And so in closing what I do here can never be mistaken for journalism, yellow journalism or even for simple-minded gossiping, since my social life is not that great and so how would I know who you know? Besides, we don't get out that much and when we do it is just us more often times than not. Now before you start feeling sorry for us, this is a choice that we have made for no logical reason at all and I have no idea why, except this way we only have ourselves to answer to? If you believe that one; I have some swampland that I could sell you, but that's only if I owned some, otherwise it would be fraud! Gotta love being silly, it occurs periodically throughout the day, due possibly to lightheadedness; that could be caused by my medications or by my many illnesses, but at this point who knows; and who cares? Kidding, sure I do. But do you know what I would have to go through to find out? Good; neither do I. On that wee bit of silly, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

I'm late, I'm late, I'm late, for a very important date…

Sorry folks that nice young man from the bed company, Easy Rest, adjustable sleep system was here to demonstrate and sell his product for three hours so we just finished eating dinner. I told them that I knew we could not afford to purchase one of their beds because I thought they were a few thousand dollars and I was wrong. They are several thousand dollars. The salesman Augustine Robles was sincerely a nice fella. Although, all the information he left for us and no address or phone number for us to contact the company, only his cell phone number. Oh wait, I Googled the company, but of course here’s the site with the phone number: http://get.easyrest.com/index3.php?Offer=W37&KeyCode=HLM-FI-OLS&num=1.800.695.5079 It is evident to me that although they had several payment plans, but we told him that the last bed we bought was for a tenth of the price for his bargain bed and we only buy what we can afford; we were definitely not his appropriate target audience for his sale. In a way it was a shame, since the product is an excellent product and had heat and massage as well as the ability to move your head your neck hear back whatever your legs etc. into comfortable sleeping, reading, eating were TV watching positions. The price ranges from his quotes for the superior or supreme one started at just a few hundred over $9000. The bargain without many bells or whistles not much better than a flat bed was over $3000. Our last bed that we bought after the hurricane I shopped and found the best price for it at the Sam's Club it is Sealy Posturepedic pillow-top king size mattress that replaced our soaking wet one after the hurricane, most wanted to charge thousand dollars but Sam's only charged $700 for the same mattress; what a bargain that was back in 2004 December. Sure the prices are higher now, although I do occasionally look when we are in there and the pricing seems to be pretty much the same on those mattresses, even today, and now I understand they deliver them. Back then I why did tied to the roof the Blazer, but they told me it wasn't safe and so I had a have Hubby come back with me after he got off work with the boat trailer to schlep it home. Yes that boat trailer came in handy for most of the rebuild on this house, and it transported bathtubs and toilets; you on name it! Actually, when I think back their reasoning for not allowing a king size mattress to ride on the roof of a small SUV was not only wise but logical in the long run, since I would look like Sister Bertrille, you know Sally Field, flying nun? Yes, that king sized mattress had probability factor and I would've created quite a stir riding down route 41 with the possibility of becoming airborne was not unjustified and to their way of thinking… Although, at the time, I was annoyed, after much thought I did realize that they were right. Mind you, I was eight years younger then and it wasn't from lack of trying to change their minds believe me that time I was definitely wrong. Moving on… It frightens me how sad I really must be for I spoke an awful lot, not surprising you say, yes, I have confessed that I write the way I talk and I talk the way I write. Verbosity is me, and sadly the older I get the more long winded I seem to become. I suppose it is a good way to make sure my lungs are functioning, after all, up until a little over six years ago they had more smoke than air in them… Singing is an excellent way to make sure that your lungs are doing what they're supposed to do and if I had my druthers I would be singing all day long. But sadly, when you don't do something for a long time, like any fine instrument, it would need a fine tuning and someone with better hearing than me or Hubby to determine that the tune is and in tune, aha! It seems that both of us from loud music or loud machinery have some slight deficits. I swear I am this far, I'm putting my thumb my pointer fingers about a quarter inch from one another, of being the next Helen Keller; if only I could be as smart bright and cheerful and happy and wonderful and she was, nah it's not gonna happen they broke the mold with her. At the age of 12 I read, The Miracle Worker and they do believe it changed me in ways that have helped me over the years understand true compassion. Many books have that effect that's why reading such a wonderful thing and I'm sure not like many children in the beginnings of my reading times in life I only read what I enjoyed and why not? Oh, that's right required reading for school… I see that the time is running away from me and so as much as I still have something to say, tomorrow is another day. Please allow me to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

Monday, September 24, 2012

Much ado...

About some things…more than others that is of importance. Take today; let me digress to last week, actually Friday when I called the utility company to tell them how our city water was not washing off shampoo or soap as it should or even as it used to. Previously, this was a problem that turned out be something that needed the lines to be flushed out. It seems to happen whenever the neighborhood population is lower due to snowbirds leaving or just uninhabited homes. And again this is why we need permanent residents that live here year-round. Tomorrow, we get a free-for-all with water use since the gentleman that was here today will be shutting down our water meter for the day to flush out the system. He has told Hubby to use as much water as he wants to and Hubby was quite excited, since he has wanted to flush out the algae in the fish pond and now this is the perfect opportunity to clean and utilized that pond water for the new sod. The pond is 1100 gallons and thanks to this freebie we will not be charged for the use of cleansing our fishy friends’ home. Water is such a precious commodity and sadly we all seem to waste more than we use, but the rain barrels we do use, although, the total gallons are just 110 of nature’s moisture, rain water are usually enough to water our gardens. Moving on… Oh, about, two or three weeks ago I received an offer for a contest to win one of those adjustable beds and since it had free postage I foolishly sent it in. Today, I heard from the company saying that I was a finalist and they wanted me to have a $500 gift certificate good for one of their beds. And here's the rub they want to come to our home to tell us more about it. But me being the honest gal that I am I told them we can't afford their thousands of dollars of bed and so they should know that up front but if they still want to come and show us on their disk and pamphlets they could. Now they'll be here tomorrow around three, first they made it for six but when they call back to confirm I said can't you make it earlier I write a blog after all, after dinner that is; then they suggested 2 PM I said that’s the time I watch my last and only of my soap operas, General Hospital, she said how about 3 PM and I said that'll be fine. In all of life we must negotiate and if we do it properly it always seems to work out in our favor. Any-who, my prescriptions have been filled and picked up by Hubby. It was not easy since I did call the pharmacy this morning and again was told no one called them in from the health department. And so again I called over there and spoke to a lovely person, Kathleen, in administration who told me their new Dr. in charge would be back in 15 min. would I like to leave him a message? I said no, the first fax for the prescriptions went out last week, on Monday and again a few days after with no response and later that week I spoke with the new director and we resolved the bill issue and he assured me that my favorite Dr. was ethical and most definitely would fill my prescription. I called again Friday morning and spoke to a very dear friend of mine, Sonja, who I have known for many years and she told me she was going to put the request right on the doctor’s desk and I know she did because that's the type of person she is and so that was why I was surprised that he never took care of it Friday or this morning. Hours passed and I was getting to the point of trying to figure out what to do when the phone rang, it was Pinki, my pharmacist, with good news she received the order for a three month supply for both of my prescriptions. It's not like they were for heavy duty pain medicine or narcotics, which I don't take any way. The prescriptions were for my cholesterol and blood pressure medicine, that's all. Oh the best news, today we received the denial for insurance enabling me to proceed with the pre-existing federal health insurance, which I did on the telephone. The only thing is that the denial notice is already in the mail on its way there but by snail mail. The gentleman I spoke to, by the name of Lee who was in the Midwest told me once all the information I gave them was verified I will have my insurance most likely by November 1. Now I had made a doctor's appointment the middle of next month I guess I have to think perhaps to change it or pay what I have been paying. All this tells me that even though most of it was quite aggravating to go through I did live through it all and succeeded once again in fighting for me and what I need and when I need it; relief for now…Ahhh... For being disabled some things that challenge us are more than what others can see. Sometimes I feel like the heroines in those old-fashioned books that are trying to fight for what they truly believed in and know in their hearts that although the road is bumpy what is at the end makes the journey that much more worthwhile. Introspectively speaking, we all know that what's inside us keeps us going in life, not unlike a person on the verge of drowning on occasion but somehow gasps that breath and brings them self to the surface. That line that so many quote, “what doesn't kill us makes us stronger”, often comes to mind with so many daily trials and tribulations not unlike yours... for that I am more than sure. I leave you tonight with perhaps my reasoning of why sometimes being stubborn to have the outcome that is necessary to survive and is the proper one not a compromise but the one that is right and true and honest. There are people out there who give up on many things, but one should never give up on what they feel in their hearts that they need to have the best quality of life at the time of their life whenever the call for arises to take action. Allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you all 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!

Sunday, September 23, 2012

Temptations

Temptation means enticement, luring, attraction, appeal, excitement, persuasion, pull and inducement. As provocative as the word is my temptations were of the food type. Our outing today consisted of going to acquire bargains at our big box store, Sam's Club. About once every few months we go to purchase large sized Maxwell House coffees and extra-virgin olive oil and any paper goods we might need. On occasion, we find other items that might be necessary to procure for our needs at cost-effective prices. Today we found 2 pounds of cherub tomatoes for five dollars and forty-eight cents and navel oranges, 5 pounds for $6.98, 4 pounds of unsalted butter for $9.48. And so we made some additional purchases as well as a nice whole chicken for $4.80, a large carton of spring mixed greens for $4.47 not to mention the bargain price on wine my favorite Malbec from Argentina. It is reasonable there for that kind of red wine at $7.98 compared to the liquor store or the grocery, which can be as much as two dollars or more higher. Being tempted as I was by the individual displays for promotional items and samples given out by demo ladies at every corner; sadly their products that they promote are high in sodium and fat and cholesterol all things that I have to be aware of and not eat although being offered. It takes quite a bit of restraint and I did quite well in spite of hubby egging me on, since although he is fairly thin; he still has high blood pressure and high cholesterol too. His silly lament is that's why I take medicine for them. What can one wife do? Can you imagine what it's like in a pluralistic marriage with five for more wives worrying over their husband’s health…? Just thought I'd throw that out there to prove he's very lucky he only has one. Many men fantasize over that possibility I am more than sure it has nothing to do with having five women nag at them and more to do with the buddies to watch sports with; kidding of course, having sexual partners whenever they so desire.(Giant cringe factor there!) In reality, I am more than sure that any man knows that one woman is more than enough for them in all ways that really matter. Caring, shouldn't be a dirty word, so why do some men feel when we show concern for their well-being that it is a personal affront to them? Let's face it if hubby didn't have an emergency a couple years ago he would've never seen a doctor. Thankfully, it was a false alarm for a heart attack, but it did signal that his blood pressure was extremely high… And if it wasn't for that he wouldn’t have gone to the doctor after being released for all those tests. They were good and they ruled out a whole bunch of more serious things and notified us to what needed attention and he is now taken care of, but what if it was his last chance and was a heart attack or worse… I always wonder somehow if we weren't just lucky. Men, many of us women walk on egg shells when trying to get them to do things for their own good. And that is why when hubby did his silly commentary on taking those medications, for his high blood pressure and high cholesterol; I didn't find it funny at all, because he was stuffing his face with all that high cholesterol high sodium fattie yucky processed foodstuff. Am I so wrong women? Little boy things like attitudes annoy me when it has to do with health. Sometimes it can be quite endearing, but not when it has to do with health. The fact that I also raised two males from the womb makes me realize, that on occasion, I did do pretty good, since I know both of them are not overly obsessed with their health, but do know when to go see a doctor. Being a wife and a mother has always been challenging and mostly rewarding and that is why we do it; for we love them, why else? When I think back over these many, many years I want to laugh, I want to cry, I want to smile I want to scream; so many emotions evolve through a lifetime and that my friends, as we all know, is what living is all about! I heard from that very special lady I mentioned, today, the one that’s at death’s door she is so loved by so many, friends, family and acquaintances I am sure she is not unlike my father in the respect that she has no regrets because she has lived an exemplary life. That any of us who she has touched are much better for knowing her; as I mentioned before she was a teacher for many years when she moved to Florida she ran a workshop for creative writing at the Cultural Center and that is where we met. Later on as we became friends I asked her to help me edit my novellas. And so we would go back and forth from her house to mine and I would bring her little gifts since she was kind enough to do it for free. Soon after that she had joined an organization for writers called the Peace River Center for Writers, which had classes if you cared to take them and once a month a bunch of writers would get together to read what they had written at a monthly tea. The get together was held in Punta Gorda at the historic village there, quite a nice atmosphere. Sadly, this lovely lady and her husband decided to move back to Indiana where they were from and we gave her a fine sendoff, all of us ladies from that monthly tea. I thought it would be a fun idea to go to a tea room for us to say goodbye and all the women in the group were invited and that's where we went. They had little sandwiches and cakes and choices of teas as well as glamorous boas and floppy olden-day styled haberdashery. It was a wonderful time for all of us ladies, like playing little girl dress-up, as grown women. Big Smile HERE! We gave her some gifts; I believe mine was the frame for pictures and I made sure I took quite a few that I knew I would e-mail later to her and I did. Sadly, when she returned this time her illness had gotten much worse than ever before. Horrendously, her son passed away since arriving back, this mother of three. His name was Matt and a friend of his posted on her site eerily a note he had left saying goodbye, love Matt; he died of a short illness, no this was not anything untoward, except, of course, the illness. Anyone out there being a mother/father must realize how heartbreaking it is to lose a child... they are supposed out live us, not the other way around. All in all this is a woman of remarkable presence who has gone through hell and back, did I mention her daughter almost died several years ago? Yes, that was one of the reasons she moved back to her home state. And yet, we think of her own problems that seem insurmountable we all must realize that somehow the true character of a person is how they handle themselves through adversity that draws people to them, not running and scattering away from them. This woman is a mere three years older than me, six years younger than my mom was when she passed on... I swore ironically that I would never have older friends, since when my parents passed away I was still in my 30s and it tore me apart for years that they having lived in a retirement village and they would lose friends weekly. I used to ask them how you can live here with people dying all the time. I had become attached to them too, their friends, it was hard for me then, being in my 20s and liking people and them dying. How I got involved with seniors in my 40s; it's so ironic working with the arthritis foundation and the mean age of my friends became 75 years old; crazy! Now, as we get older I know it's a part of life and death, and even what one of my mother's friends at that time said to me, when I was younger, half my age now suggested a book if I recall, why do bad things happen to good people? The title was enough for me to get the gist of it and so being enlightened as a young woman made me in a small way understand. That's not to say I liked it; this death thing, no one does. Even those who are so religious I am more than sure it is not one of their favorite things. So although, I try as I will to keep hubby alive as long as I can, only due to my love for him and no other reason. I will try harder not to nag so much; who am I fooling? Not gonna happen... Dear lovely lady Linda, pal, our hearts and prayers are with you for ever more. On those notes of record, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Today is the first day of fall, that is as of 10:49 AM this morning…

“Technically speaking, the first day of fall is known as the autumnal equinox, and it did arrive today, Saturday, Sept. 22, at 10:49 a.m. EDT (14:49 Universal Time). In the Northern Hemisphere, the sun rises later and the nights come sooner. In the Southern Hemisphere, spring begins. On the equinox, the day and night are of approximately equal length.” Not verbatim, but pretty close, thanks to: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/09/21/first-day-of-fall-autumnal-equinox-2012-when-is-september-22_n_1904053.html?ncid=edlinkusaolp00000003 The weather changes here in the South East of America are infinitesimal; actually nothing has changed at all. Although, while watching a New York station over the last couple of days I did notice they had a chill in the air; since jackets and sweaters were worn outside of their studio. Unless you've lived here, in Southwest Florida it might surprise you that our weather changes very little year-round. Except if you count our dry season and our rainy season. Our mean temperature for the year I do believe it's in the mid-70s, while during the rainy season causes higher humidity and of course that would mean the dry season would have lower humidity, duh. Each of those last about six months. We just had a healthy roar of thunder pass above our home. A gentle rain has been falling for the last hour or so. We have access to the site called weather underground and its radar shows us what direction and the intensity of the rain that is coming towards us or overhead and vaguely one can tell if it is long lived or we are in for short periods of drizzle. Moving on… Slight interruption, our adorable noble canine, Skipper was doing his Bichon blitz routine; the thing I told you about, where he runs around in circles, very large circles inside or out and looks a little bit like a greyhound chasing a rabbit around the track, but he's not chasing anything. It's unique to the breed, he is eight and a half years old almost and we first found out that this is common in his breed way back in 2005 while on a trip to our Panhandle. When in Oceanside, Florida, we met another couple that also had a Bichon Frise and we compared notes and oddly enough theirs also did what our little darling does. Sometimes it's frightening, since he's been known to bounce off of walls, yes literally, but with the additional couch in the Sunroom he seems to run atop this couch to the living room sofa and back again a few times, until he runs out of steam or will ask him loudly to stop! I can say it's a good thing the one in the Sunroom has a pub-back styling to it and the one in the living room also has a substantial back as well, for this child would be flung from window to window, since they both sit in front of windows. What a horrible thought. No one understands why this happens; only that it does. Since then we've met many others who also have Skipper type dogs and all say theirs do it too and no one knows why. Perhaps it has to do with the history of the breed. The background of the breed is quite interesting they have been around since: “The "Tenerife", or "Bichon", had success in France during the Renaissance under Francis I (1515–1547), but its popularity skyrocketed in the court of Henry III (1574–1589). The breed also enjoyed considerable success in Spain as a favorite of the Infantas, and painters of the Spanish school often included them in their works. For example, the famous artist, Francisco de Goya, included a Bichon in several of his works. Interest in the breed was renewed during the rule of Napoleon III, but then waned until the late 19th century when it became the "common dog", running the streets, accompanying the organ grinders of Barbary, leading the blind and doing tricks in circuses and fairs. On 5 March 1933, the official standard of the breed was adopted by the Société Centrale Canine, the national kennel club for France. “The Bichon was brought to the United States in 1955, and was recognized by the American Kennel Club in 1973. The first US-born Bichon litter was whelped in 1956. In 1959 and 1960, two breeders in different parts of the USA acquired Bichons, which provided the origins for the breed's development in the USA.” Thanks to: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bichon_%C3%A0_poil_fris%C3%A9 It was easier than trying to go into the details all by myself; I know does this make me a cheater? All this talk of cheaters in the campaign, in case you're wondering am talking about Romney calling China a cheater. How can they be a cheater? We owe them a fortune in loans from the previous administration borrowing when we ran out of money; I think, but I could be wrong, I have been wrong before. My husband and I have been wondering why Romney of all people would be saying that; since according to many sources... didn't he outsource many jobs from our country to theirs? It's only something I thought I heard, but I could be wrong, I have been wrong before… The facts are being checked almost as quickly as the accusations occur, thankfully, whew, I'm sure glad it's not my job to check them. Why, you ask? I know you didn't, since I can't hear you, but if you had… It's because they're coming out in such rapid fire, too many too soon. If it wasn't for the fact that I do enjoy watching TV and do use my telephone and this computer I would stop, just not to be annoyed by all the access they all seem to have. I do know it works both ways, we have access to them and they have access to us. What happened to privacy? I'm not running for political office, how do they know my phone number or how do they know my e-mail address or how come they can come over my airwaves? Kidding, of course, all that is accessible by anyone who has the ability to look it up, but aren't we all truly open books without secrets to hide from our government? This is America and we are free and hide nothing if we are honest decent human beings. Sadly, with the advent of the downturn in the economy many I believe might have secrets that they keep to themselves or their immediate friends and family, but not me! On that nothing to think about, allow me to be the first to wish all of you a very happy first day of fall and 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!

Friday, September 21, 2012

Mishmash tonight…

Mixed bag, miscellany, hodgepodge or what-have-you multiple-choice many ideas were just a few… Whenever people write blogs they usually run the gamut of ideas pretences concerns or whatever floats their boat… Just to throw a few ideas out to you since I don't know the answers either… How come white collar criminals get sentenced to hundreds of years in prison and murderers get life sentences and get paroled? Why do good people who know what they're doing get fired and incompetent ones remain or get hired and never fired? Why is it that people who rent homes occasionally don't treat them as if they live there, with pride? What is meant by being ethical? I know what is meant by ethical, but do others smarter than me? Definition of ETHICAL 1 : of or relating to ethics 2 : involving or expressing moral approval or disapproval 3 : conforming to accepted standards of conduct 4 of a drug : restricted to sale only on a doctor's prescription Thanks to: http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/ethical (My favorite Dr. I was told would not withhold my prescriptions due to him being ethical according to the director of the health department; as of today I still have not had the two prescriptions I need refilled due to this ethical physician not sending approval for them. I have been on both of them for six years; one is for blood pressure and the other is for my cholesterol, not nice!) I am sincerely disappointed in people who misjudge others; believing idealistically what they should be doing but are not. We regular type people known for ever more as the 47% ers are not as dumb and clingy as some billionaires may think. Just wanted to put that out there, after all, all I'm trying to do in this blip in my time is trying to acquire pre-existing health insurance from the federal government. Oops, I forgot that's the government program, oh dear, I will still be one of those taking advantage of what is available by the United States government! Shame on me! Don't tell me you weren't thinking that too? OMG, I'm on Social Security; what was I thinking? And in the next three years, if it is still available I could be on Medicare; forgive me Governor Romney for I know not what I do. I am only a sad half blind barely can walk 62 years old with so many prescribed drugs that perhaps I can't think straight. Of course excuses are not appropriate in most all situations, but if you do not look at us as individuals, human beings with real feelings and distinctive issues that need attention, I don't know what to say to you. When we were able to work and do what we should in your mind do, we paid money in to Social Security not unlike what you do and it was there for us to access when we needed it, and we do, I do, most all do. Oh yes, since 1965 we have been also having monies removed from our paychecks to pay for Medicare and so it is not something we don't deserve it was our savings' account, so to speak, for our futures, is this not correct sir? And not to make your wife feel excluded I truly believe that the publics negative responses to your 47% comment has made her exhausted from people who have been hurt by that… And she has lost her temper with people, unlike your opponent’s wife who appears to be able to keep it all together no matter what is thrown her way. In closing… The world is a difficult place at its best and living in a small portion of it without that much exposure to all types of people I'm sure it's quite a culture shock for both of you. Utilizing a political campaign for trying to understand the world is not a very good idea and sadly your way of handling other peoples in other countries has proven beyond a shadow of a doubt that you're not ready. But as usual that is my unrequested opinion. That's all. On my non-bipartisanism, allow me to be the first to wish you a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Funny that I react so oddly…

Too many things make me react contrary to what I say. You know how you love some people no matter whether or not you agree with them? But sometimes they just throw a wrench into things and annoy you and you feel it's your responsibility to let them know? As we all know, it never is your responsibility to let someone know they annoy you! That's the good thing about having a Facebook page you can ignore what they say, X it out, or delete it, or send them a timely message secretively on their message page away from peering eyes of the public. Most times I try to ignore whatever irks me at the moment; that is depending on the rapport that I have with them. If it is a long-time relationship and you really know the person there is no harm in speaking privately to them in that message section. If it is someone, that you don't know that well or just for short time unless it is so outrageous and beyond your personal tolerance than I say ignore it if it is something you know that person strongly believes in and you respect although don't agree with their perspective I say leave it alone. No harm no foul. Tolerance is something I profess to have, but at times find myself arguing with myself when I see postings of certain leanings of too many religious connotation postings that depict only one faiths beliefs over the many that my Facebook friends share but not always, but mostly on holidays of their faith; which to me appears to be the appropriate time to do that. But that's just my opinion; as usual unrequested. Restraint another one of my issues that I am trying hard to control, since as opinionated as I am I fear hypocrisy as my personal enemy that I cannot allow in my personality. And that is why although I have found myself not agreeing with many people I have either found within myself the ability to say nothing or something that might make that person understand it wasn't in keeping with what I was trying to express. The next example I was going to write is from a wonderful brilliant woman who I love dearly who is very, very ill so much she is nearly knocking at deaths door that wrote a comment after reading my title for Rosh Hashanah with me entitling it: “This is the year of 5773”, I don’t know what she thought but she wrote, “what about, December 21, 2012”, which for me to figure out the significance I had to Google the date and this is what it said: that once again this is the pronouncement of judgment day! Deje vu, again, again, and again; thankfully none of these prophecies have come true. Sadly, I think many people read my titles of my blogs and don't read the blogs themselves. It is my feeling that if she had I don't believe she would've written what she wrote; since when she was well she had been an English professor at a major university. Illness has a horrendous way of screwing with our minds and on occasion we can blame it on our medications or the illness itself. I felt so bad because I did write back to her mentioning that it referred to Rosh Hashanah which is the Jewish New Year and one of my holidays. My feelings were that perhaps she misunderstood why I entitled my blog that and so I suppose I rushed to judgment as I do unfortunately way too often or I could have been wrong... and hurt someone I care about, sure hope not! And as we all know there is no taking backsies when we write on these techno marvels that retain what we etch into them in perpetuity, whether we want them to or not. That'll teach me again… I really should count to 10. Or at least go do something else until the urge passes. Being sorry for things you do is not what it's cracked up to be… And I am the perfect example of that. Thinking before you speak or write is something many of us, actually myself, has to work on diligently and robustly to make others and my own life not so darn hard! Scolding, if it's something someone can do to one's self? Of course it is; I do it here nightly. As you can all see it still isn't working… But as with any old dog repetition is the best way to learn. And so I feel with consistency there is hope for me to change my wicked ways… And become the ‘mensch’, a person of integrity and honor, in Yiddish or in German, a human being that my parents could be proud of. I've recently found out or clarified l’ shana Tova and Tova actually translates to, ‘good girl’; no wonder I had trouble using my Hebrew name, since anyone who’s known me from childhood will tell you they would be hard-pressed to describe me as a good girl. Now in the respect of being an honorable woman as far as not being a loose woman yes I was a good girl. But being fresh with my mouth, talking back or even as a young child biting other children I was a very bad girl. Thankfully, I outgrew the biting, but the fresh mouth, not cursing mouth, but opinionated mouth/brain has gone on and on... I will leave you with that thought… 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! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Tedium

Tedium: tediousness, boredom, dullness, deadliness, dreariness, monotony, tiresomeness… The above definition is my way of explaining how a good part of my day was wasted without accomplishing a thing. It wasn't from lack of trying the deadline for a return call from the health department billing woman had passed few days ago and so hubby called Tallahassee back and told them that. I heard back from the Dr. I saw that day the one I like and call the neuvo Marcus Welby M.D. and he called to tell me that he was working as a mediator for the bill and that he had spent quite a bit of time with me. I said that we spent more time waiting for him than he spent with me. Hubby can attest to this since he was there too. And that my previous bill had been that $38 number I mentioned and why was his so much? And I felt he really shouldn't have anything to do with this, since it had to do with the billing department and we had never ever been charged this much and we have been full pay for years. In fact they no longer do a financial on us, since we pay the full price each time we go. He still did not seem to understand. Sorry, I took a wee bit longer; an interesting happening occurred just now, I received a phone call from the new director of the county health department. And we had a short meeting of the minds and in the end I do believe we both left with a new respect for the need for appropriate communication. And guess what? Yep, my payment of the $38.03 will be accepted as being paid in full. He tried, explaining what a five and or a two in Medicare meant, but I have no idea, since I don’t have Medicare, yet. Any-who, his explanation was way too vague even when he said it was the complexity of the visit, I questioned again what that was all about. And again I insisted that the visit was not any different than my visit in February that was billed at $38.03. I kept requesting laymen terms to be utilized, since I am not one of them… He mentioned my financial had not been done, and I said I was told that I paid full price now and that I no longer needed a financial every six month like I had before for all those years. My analogy to prove my point of what had occurred was of witnesses to a crime identifying the perp totally differently although they all insisted they had seen him. But I said my husband was there at the May visit with me and saw exactly as I did, no different from my visit in February and that he was with me then too. I said perhaps the doctor should ask the Physician Assistant that he was training that was with him then to clarify what had occurred. Anyway, right now, I am waiting for the doctor to call and he holds, the cards for the renewal of two prescriptions that I do need…I hope he takes care of them and does not think that since I have resolved the bill according to how it was not how he seemed to remember it so differently... time will tell, hmm? I am totally exhausted from all of this… It does seem to be resolved though, but until I get my prescription renewal… Good night to all and to all count your blessings and share your overages and we will too! Next time PLEASE BE HERE OR BE SQUARE, ya hear?

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Had an appointment today...

The appointment was to see if it was possible to receive a denial letter from a health insurance company to proceed in the process of attaining from the federal government my pre-existing health insurance. Hubby had the idea to contact our homeowner’s insurance company or I should say agent which is State Farm. And they were kind enough to make an appointment for us for 11 AM this morning and the woman who is the head of the agency saw us personally and while we sat in her office she contacted the proper companies to ascertain the appropriate forms to begin the process without us having to spend any monies upfront. I thanked her profusely and gave her a hug. We used to also have our auto insurance with them but when we got a better deal, we left. She did some research and gave us a printout for us to compare the two coverages and hers came in about 40 bucks cheaper per six-month pay period than our even discounted one, so now we're going to have to have some decisions to make. Our other insurance is paid for about two more months, since we pay twice a year. It should be a no-brainer, but some of the amounts seem a little bit different than the coverage that we already have so we will have to give a careful scrutiny before we make that final decision. With most things over the last few years it has been a fiduciary relationship with only us and what our pocketbooks feel comfortable with spending. Unfortunately, we haven't felt the responsibility to be loyal to any insurance company over these last several years, since many, even when you're a good driver, a safe driver they keep raising their premiums. That is why we leave them. And as far as homeowners go after the hurricane, that is Charley circa 2004, they canceled us. And so perhaps you can understand why our loyalty has waned. Businesses and different companies over the years, these last several especially have had to do whatever it takes to stay in business and many have changed their way of doing business. Many have felt the need to be more concerned with their image and have bent over backwards to keep the public aware of how much they need them. Not a bad way of doing business. And it seems to have worked, for those who did this seem to have survived the economic downturn. It's true that many had to take significant financial losses to compensate for reputations that made customers feel they came first. Any good business person knows that without customers you don't have a business. All in all, the proof is in the pudding. “proof is in the pudding Prov. You cannot be sure that you have succeeded until you have examined the result of your efforts. Jill: I think we've done a good job of fixing the lawn mower. Jane: Well, the proof is in the pudding. We haven't tried to mow the lawn with it yet.” Thanks to: http://idioms.thefreedictionary.com/proof It's a wonderful thing to be able to access reliable information at the click of the mouse or by asking your Dragon to do it… Still working on that one. And as in all businesses the ones who succeed in their efforts create a positive word-of-mouth for all of their customers who receive benefits of their abilities to produce what they say they are going to do, it's as simple as that. You cannot buy what a happy customer will share with others and so as you know I do enjoy sharing the good with the bad and even the ugly. Maybe, that's my real objective with this to proclaim how the ‘everywoman,’ has been treated in the real world, in real situations, what a concept. So it looks like, I should've had hubby take the reins of this one long ago and then perhaps all my aggravation would've been for naught. In reality, although I've been a married woman for nearly 42 years, I had been more an independent married woman not a dependent married woman. Sometimes and in some generational thing I suppose everyone has to back off and allow others to take over, temporarily, since their knowledge and abilities should be respected as well as your own. Hopefully, we will receive that letter within the next week and the process will begin. As I've told you before once they receive the letter of denial it will take a month before the total process is completed. Interestingly, my neck pain fluctuates as the day goes on… Sometimes I can go for hours without my soft cervical collar, and sometimes not too long at all. Not being a medical doctor I don't know what this means and I would like to, perhaps if the process speeds up maybe I can move up my appointment to an earlier date. I just want to have all my ducks in a row to make sure that I am CYA ing all the possibilities and not jeopardizing my health, or my home; where especially my husband’s concerns about any of that would be too. Yes I am a worrywart; always have been. As we all like to think peace of mind is priceless and don't we all just want that? On that moving on in the right direction for a needed purpose, many may think long-overdue. Well, I just started receiving my early Social Security payments in August where I would have enough monies to afford the government plan for pre-existing and have a little left over to help hubby pay his teeth off earlier, and my planning is for six months sooner, a year, instead of eighteen months, for him, still with no interest on that GE care credit plan. And so, now if all goes according to this plan him and I will have most emergencies, medical anyway, taking care of, and I consider that peace of mind, as I am sure you do too. That made me smile and so with that positive sensation pulsating through my bod, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

Monday, September 17, 2012

Ancient wisdom…

“Our brightest blazes of gladness are commonly kindled by unexpected sparks. Questions provide the key to unlocking our unlimited potential. Obstacles are those frightful things you see when you take your eyes off the goal.” The above words of wisdom are probably not at all ancient, since they are the product of fortune cookies received just last night. Now something has been bothering me, do Chinese restaurants who deliver their food go according to the size of the order to determine how many fortune cookies should be included in the dinner? And if they do, is giving us three, does that mean that we are ordering way too much food? I sure hope not, since what happens with what we order from them is quite cost-effective since we seem to get three meals each out of all our recent orders. And so, even if we do order about once a month from them to us it is a respite from having to prepare our own meals on occasion. That is been happening more often since many restaurants, as you all must know, have a habit of giving way too large portions, and I am sure that you must all agree. And under those circumstances we actually ask for a container to take it home, no more dishonesty with doggie bags; since we all know dogs should eat dog food, not people food. At least most of our dogs have lived long healthy lives as long as we stuck to a regimen of feeding them what our veterinarians have suggested to be better for their diet therefore their health. I got off track again; I was going to discuss what those messages in the cookies meant or at least my interpretation of them. Let's take the first one first: “Our brightest blazes of gladness are commonly kindled by unexpected sparks.” To me, this one means allow the unexpected joy to spice up your life and perhaps change your way of thinking, or not, huh? This second one: “Questions provide the key to unlocking our unlimited potential.” Means that you should always ask questions; how else can you learn? But be ready, for when you go up to people, complete strangers, they may not want to talk to you, or they could and not tell you the truth...or not...huh? This last one: “Obstacles are those frightful things you see when you take your eyes off the goal.” I think this one is my favorite, since so many people keep telling me to make goals and not let any obstacles get in my way; oh pooh, at this point I have reached more goals than many of the people who continually tell me this, and so although the concept is admirable and one that young healthy people should always think about in their lives… An oldie but a goodie, like myself having done so much… That's not to say that I have given up in any way, shape or form, but my goals are smaller now and more precise, and for the here and now, not for the distant future. To me that is also admirable, and I only wish that people would understand that as what it is. Ya know, at a certain point in a person's life others should know enough to let that person know enough about themselves to know enough of what is right for them, got that? I say this with no dementia, as of yet diagnosed, and I think my emotional stability although it does fluctuate from day to day even hour to hour; not unlike many younger women, so there! I am now sticking my adult tongue out at you! So what gives, why do people try so hard to make you think you're failing at what they consider your life should be? You guessed it, again another charlatan tried to tell me that I was living below her line of what positive thinking should be. How dare anyone tell you that, especially someone who doesn't even know you? She looked at my map on my Facebook page and thought that was where I had been and we all know that has nothing to do with where I have been. I kept urging her to read, ‘my about’, but apparently she never did, since I do believe it shows that I have lived many life spans and have done a bucket load of interesting things. Not to mention I have been on TV and have been on the radio and I have been involved in making a music video. I have met and worked with actors and actresses, met Richard Petty while working with NASCAR and have also worked with MTV during spring break, booked bands in hotels and for parties and colleges, I could go on and on… I was a fund raiser who put together, with others' help a golf tournament, and several fashion shows, a three hour entertainment show, which raised a lot of money, you get the idea. I find that people who assume, as we all know means: making an ass out of you and me, are more judgmental than I try to be. In my opinion, people surprise me when they don't do or know something more so than when they do. To me having access as we all do to information there isn't a reason for anyone to not be knowledgeable. Everywhere you go people have smart this or smart that, gosh I'm the only one who doesn't own a smart this or that it seems, ha! But sadly true. Finding things, i.e. information from my good old PC here is just a click away with my good old-fashioned mouse, besides I could never keep up with how fast technology changes from day to day. It appears to me that if I tried that competition I would always be one step behind, ha! Some games, to me, move way too fast like this technology toy thing, and the prices seem to come down just before the newest is about to come out. So, can one ever really win? Oh, it's not a game so you say? Than why does it have so many competitors? Who feel that it is very important to have the latest and greatest? I'm not putting these people down; it's just that I don't need to play the game in my lifestyle, which doesn't call for any of that. I'm content, as is; now what's wrong with that? And my priorities on spending money are different. I just want to be respected like everyone else does for their choices, instead of being thought of as old-fashioned or cheap or as it truly is in needing the money for other things that matter in our lives, okay? On that, something for all of us, including myself to think about, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all of your blessings and share all of your overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

Sunday, September 16, 2012

This is the year of 5773...

“The central observance of Rosh Hashanah is the sounding of the shofar, the ram’s horn, which also represents the trumpet blast of a people’s coronation of their king. The cry of the shofar is also a call to repentance, for Rosh Hashanah is also the anniversary of man’s first sin and his repentance thereof, and serves as the first of the “Ten Days of Repentance” which culminate in Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement. Another significance of the shofar is to recall the Binding of Isaac which also occurred on Rosh Hashanah, in which a ram took Isaac’s place as an offering to G d; we evoke Abraham’s readiness to sacrifice his son, and plead that the merit of his deed should stand by us as we pray for a year of life, health and prosperity. Altogether, we listen to one hundred shofar blasts over the course of the Rosh Hashanah services.” Thanks to this site and for more information go to: http://www.chabad.org/holidays/JewishNewYear/template_cdo/aid/4762/jewish/What-Is-Rosh-Hashanah.htm And a refresher course for me. With that said to all who celebrate this evening of the New Year’s beginning may I wish you, la Shana tova; when translated means: a good and sweet year! Oddly enough, my pseudonym of Tobi is also Tova in Hebrew, which is my real name! Since over these many years I have proven to be neither sweet or good, which I get confused which is which…talk about irony! BIG SMILE HERE! Any-who moving on… I thought starting with a little bit of self-education since if you don't use it you lose it… These days hubby and I are not very religious, as you might remember he was brought up as a Roman Catholic which is his mother's faith and his father was Lutheran, she still being alive and he not any longer. And since my parents passed away in the 1980s they were the ones that would celebrate the holidays and when we lived in New Jersey and all the family was alive and well we would meet on either side to celebrate together. But time and distance and death changed all of that sadly. The probability of that happening in many families is not unusual, I suspect. For a long time our diversity of our family was able to adjust and accept the differences. Not an easy task and many would have flunked that coexisting of such differences, but somehow we all made it work. I must admit it was a different time and when your family supports you and loves you and makes it a little bit easier, actually it was a whole lot easier. Everyone, let's just say that today are not that dissimilar from the United States itself; as we are microcosms within our own families of multi-racial, multi-religious and sexual preferences that years ago were not considered in the realm of the family unit, but thankfully today the truth is all families are unique unto their own, which by that alone should make us all more understanding of the world that we live in. It's not being a liberal or conservative to love people who don't agree or don't look like you or believe what you do; the best gift any human being can give to another is his acceptance of those differences. You know, in this day and age even the most radical conservative beings have family members not dissimilar from what I mentioned above. I can think of a few that serve in our government or have in the past. And so with me trying hard to express the respect of others of my faith and for me to try harder to remember my first several years... as first a child of five who went to Sunday school at a synagogue and later on to Hebrew school but fell away from my teachings without parental support and I will try to reconnect with my education that should mean more as we grow older and needing to know our roots. Oh, I definitely don't blame my parents for dying or G-d either for taking them before I knew what the heck I was doing, but I suppose I have gone through a lot of years of unresolved anger over that. You see, I wasn't done picking their brains for all they knew and it irks me and it seems so unfair, and for that I am truly sorry, since I still miss them terribly and for my mom it's been over 30 years and for my dad it's been 26 years that they left this earth. Darn it, I made myself cry… I am sitting here with both eyes raining as much as it is out of the door of this room, never know what causes waterworks and so odd as I told you before I suffer from dry eye syndrome and I have to use artificial tears. Perhaps, I should just do what method actors do and that is to think of something sad or I hear tell some now cheat by using glycerin, I think. That's gotta be the ones who have nothing sad to think about in their backgrounds, wouldn't that be nice, not to have any sad memories? On that, gosh what was that, allow me anyway to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Hodgepodge tonight!

My brain sort of works that way anyway, so why not? Hubby has been working on a project for the last few days that entails a lot of hard work and weather cooperation. A few years ago he built a boardwalk path from the house down to the dock from the fencing that we received for free from our neighbor. The idea was to enable me to ride my scooter down to the dock without getting stuck in the grass and sadly I never did it, since my scooter stays in the back of the car for maneuverability when we go somewhere. I usually use my walker for the few feet to the pool from the back door and it's been able to go on the lawn without any trouble and it has a seat for me to rest on. Besides, even though the boardwalk was made of cedar it buckled and its nails started to pop. We thought about making a hard path of cement or bricks, but for that distance of nearly 60 feet and 3 feet wide it would have been not very cost-effective. And so after getting a whole bunch of prices we decided that it would be cost-effective to purchase sod for that path, which in the long run, in the rainy season here is a good idea and actually it was the fraction of the cost of all the rest; and right now we are getting a downpour which is only beneficial to the new sod. It really does look nice! Moving on… A few days ago I mentioned that with all my neck problems I went and got my haircut, but years ago I started going to the hairstylist with wet hair. I wash my hair daily in the shower and so I make the appointment and know when I have to be there and get ready to go with a wet head. The reasoning is anyone who has cervical stenosis or even problems with clogged carotid arteries should be wary of those things, their sinks where you recline backwards in the hair salons. It came out many years ago that people with neck disorders or carotid artery problems could by bending their neck backwards into those sinks might cause anything from a stroke to paralysis, and so most people that fall into those categories should be aware and be careful and perhaps do what I do, wash your hair at home. I'm not alone, even the hairstylist said that she has a few clients that do as I do and I said good for them! Now this information has been available for years so I hope anyone out there who wasn't aware of it is not becoming scared… For that wasn't my purpose; it was just another piece of information that I wanted to pass on to any of the people who may be reading this, okay? There's nothing wrong with being cautious in life especially if you know something or some way to still do what you need to do and circumvent any possible dangers. Any-who, today was a weird sort of day I started out not too bad for me and I made a wonderful soup for us for lunch; a combination soup, with a can of smoked oysters, which surprisingly are not very expensive, I used a bit of our leftover heart-smart tomato sauce and a can of stewed tomatoes and also some minced, by me, onions, chopped garlic, carrots, scallions those I threw into my mini food processor, and added in a bit of frozen mixed vegetables into the soup pot and a dash of lemon juice, and according to hubby it was good, he had two bowls full. Oddly enough, after lunch I became a wee bit dizzy and my neck was in pain and my legs were numb and my back went out while I was making the bed,(that's another thing I usually do it on a different day that is wash the sheets, but for some reason I got my days mixed up)… And hubby had come in and helped me finish, actually he finished making the bed. It was a good thing too, since we both thought it was a good idea for me to hop back in it… I put my collar back on that is my cervical collar, and got into bed and of course our noble canine joined me with lots of kisses and plopped down right alongside of me. I don't know how long I was there, but it was probably a few hours and resting seemed to be the answer with a straw and a large glass of club soda, Hubby brought to me, since all medicine prescribed had been taken, even my shot. Really we should all know better that being dehydrated even while inside can cause even the healthiest among us to feel dizzy. And for some reason lately just one that I should not be doing is cutting back on is drinking water or even my new favorite beverage, club soda with a dash of lemon or lime, at least eight a day. It is calorie free just like water and it tastes great! And so with my little hints to remind us all to be cautious with little things like sinks where you ly back or to consume enough non-caloric beverages to prevent dehydration and oodles of medical issues, really! On those words of caring, allow me to be the first to wish you a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Friday, September 14, 2012

I started the program that is supposed to…

Now, I could tell you what I did in the program that I started but I find imagining much more interesting. If this was an inter-active device I would ask you to guess. But since it isn't going to make it like a multiple-choice possibility that we will dissect and see which idea is the most plausible, okay? I did mention the fact that I took a class possibly short-lived, due to it not necessarily being what I need right now; although, the nutritionist put me in contact with a site that figures out how much weight you want to lose and gives you information in the form of calorie count, carbs, fat, and protein intake to succeed at your weight loss program. So I visited there and let it do it's thing and it came up with my stats for my desires and I am not sure after one day of spending way too much time on this computer trying to figure out things and what's in them, like a tomato, in writing each and every thing that I put in my mouth down and never budging. They say for any weight loss program to work you need to exercise and I do agree that is what always worked for me in the past and I recommend it highly to anybody in the future who wants to do that. But as anyone knows I can no longer do that, though I was hoping that this program to be, well, where I could fill in the blanks having a chart or something in that realm. As you all know, I don't like hard, and get your minds out of the gutter, what I'm trying to say is at this point in my life just getting out of bed and doing mundane tasks is difficult enough so why would I want something else that was hard to do? Before I was diagnosed with MS I was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia and writing was painful if done for long periods of time; it’s that repetitive motion thing. So using the computer became much gentler and I was able to write once again without too much difficulty, see easy. And now I am slowly transitioning into hands free with my pal Dragon. I found out something very interesting just a few seconds ago about Dragon program that now I have to be careful if I say it might do it again, okay, if I ask it to read to me what I just wrote, whew, it didn't happen again the magic words are simple. I'm going to write it so it doesn't think to do it: ‘read line’. If I had said those two words it would read what I just wrote back to me; how cool is that? I'm laughing; I just did it again for fun. Oh that's right I started telling you that this was going to be a blog of multiple-choices and here I go and spoil it by going off track. Who knows where my brain will be going who said I wanted to do things easy, but somehow I seem to make it difficult all by myself… All right, where was I? I think I remember… Choices, decisions, reasoning, logic what is there in life if you live in a free country you have all those available to you and if you have gotten to a certain age than you should be able to decide your own fate. Now as wonderful as this whole idea was to go to my fitness pal.com and get the right information, by the way, was for me to be on a 1240 cal diet and 171 g of carbs, 41 g of fat and 47 g of protein, but never once did it mention sodium and so I Googled that. I found out that for a 1200 cal diet your consumption of sodium should be no more than 2000 mg a day. If I were to do all this it would allow me to lose 1 pound a week; does that sounds like something any of you would be interested in doing? If I only had to lose 10 pounds that probably would be ridiculous and since I have to lose nearly, eh, 10 times that it would take me two years less four weeks. I am too easily distracted to continue on something that would take that long and in the long-run I would probably quit. I know most other programs that promise 5 pounds a week or 10 pounds a week or 50 pounds a week are unsafe, but there has to be one that's better than this and so I have decided to continue looking, or exploring what-have- you… The possibilities in this realm should be endless, since it's a multibillion-dollar business; so I have been told. And as we speak here this evening, we know the FDA is one pill away from testing to really and truly create that magic pill that will cure obesity! I hope I live that long, kidding, or not… We all have choices it's so nice with election coming up in about six weeks. You see, I have an awful lot on my plate already and I don't mean the dinner plate, ha, I know what you were thinking… Any who, it's fun to know that time may be a-wasting, but let's face it what else do I have to do? On that note of verbosity, allow me to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

Thursday, September 13, 2012

So I didn't tell you that I signed up for a class…

Since I wasn't sure until the last minute that I would actually go, but I did. Now don't get all excited I'm not going for some degree in a field that I wouldn’t be using anyway. No, I decided to try something old – fashioned that used to work for people something called: nutrition, what a concept? The class meets only once a month and there were only about eight of us there, and the certified nutritionist. The first class was about foodborne illnesses and safety in preparing food and all possibilities were discussed. Kim, the nutritionist was kind enough to allow questions during the discussion which was not a lecture. Unfortunately, or fortunately I interjected quite a bit since I took a course on nutrition besides being trained by the health department about food safety before we opened our restaurant years ago. Kim was very good about it and I apologized after the class was over stating my problem of being used to be in charge and teaching classes and training people, etc. etc. Sometimes I attend these lectures and I act a little like Horshack from the old Welcome Back Kotter TV show. I don't exactly go ooo, ooo, but I do raise my hand an awful lot. And not to be a know it all, but sometimes I feel like they're teaching a kindergarten class and I should be in the advanced senior high-class and I even found a mistake in her presentation from her own passed out literature, bad Tobi. Where it states the way to wash produce I had suggested vinegar and water and she said no that it should be either just water or veggie cleaner they sell you in the grocery. On the last page of her handout it stated: wash all fruits and vegetables with warm water and vinegar or soap, aha! Any of you by now are probably thinking what the heck was I doing there if I was going to have an attitude of: know- it- all- ism, and you would be right, but I never know what I'm going to do until I get there, ha! I was last to get there for the class, so unlike me I'm usually the first, but this way when I was the last to leave it gave me an excuse to ask some more questions of a personal nature. I was given an online site called: myfitnesspal.com and I will see if it could be an answer to me dealing with my obesity. Heaven knows that was my real reason for going, self serving, as usual. The class is free from that organization H2U with your membership, its two hours or less once a month. I still have some misgivings and even though Kim was very polite I know I must have annoyed the hell out of her and I said maybe I shouldn’t come next time and this was after the class when everyone had left. But she insisted that everything was all right and that I did nothing wrong. A month is a long time to mull it over… And so once again I will have to try and think hard if the world is ready for me to be in it with my ooo, ooo’s whenever I know I know it and tell about my personal experiences… I guess that I am a train wreck… And perhaps, everyone should be inoculated against me? These are the stories of a lonely person who gets out into the world very infrequently and feels that everyone has to know her name and everything about her. Is there an illness that meets this criterion? If there is there has to be an organization that I can contact called, ‘I gotta tell everybody everything and I think I know more than you do but probably not, but to be fair… it's possible! Not really. ’ Sure it is! Isn't it? Help me, help me, and help me…NOW! All right, when you get around to it, but hurry before it's too late, oh did I mention, please? It's always nice to be able to end the day with all of you and me knowing that when I air my dirty laundry here it stays here in perpetuity; how great is that? Some people leave their children money, stocks and bonds, real-estate, jewelry or what have you, but I felt this online diary would be a wonderful way to keep embarrassing them after I left this planet, ha! Who was it that said, ‘always leave them laughing’? Ah yes, the title of the 1949 movie starring Milton Berle. This is just a little twist on that concept, all right a bigger one, but that’s me, blatantly twist it that was supposed to be: slightly twisted not blatantly twist it; but I think Dragon’s was more accurate, oh well… On that more than you wanted to know dissertation of my nightly offering to all of you, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all of your blessings and share all of your overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

BAD PENNY!

Now lots of things can mean or be referred to as, ‘a bad penny’, but in this case I am referring to a bill still unresolved. “A bad penny always turns up” is a very old proverb that dates back to at least the mid-18th century and is probably much older. The general sense of the phrase is, as the Oxford English Dictionary puts it, “the predictable, and often unwanted, return of a disreputable or prodigal person after some absence, or (more generally) to the continual recurrence of someone or something.” Thanks to this site: http://www.word-detective.com/2010/03/bad-penny/ Now the bill I'm referring to is the one from the health department that was originally over $130 and now it's down to around $92, since hubby called Tallahassee after he saw my frustration of trying to get the locals to call me back and resolve the why it was so much higher than my previous bills. So we did what they told us to do and Tallahassee and we paid $38 and change, since their main office suggested it as perhaps getting them to call me back and at least questioned why I paid that amount. That didn't work last time, they put a Post-it on a new updated bill with the 92+ balance and still even after I called and asked to speak to the proper person she never called me back. So I figured it was resolved and today like a bad penny that $92 plus bill arrived again and so I called again and spoke to her associate who told me that she is the only one that could figure this out and I said fine I want to speak with her. The other woman on the phone the live human being put me through to her line that is the other woman that held all the cards and still hasn't played her hand and of course once again I got her voice mail and left her another message. It was simple and concise stating who I was and my phone number and that I would like to know what the discrepancy in the two amounts were when I had an office visit in February and was charged $38 and when I came in May and was charged 130? I also mentioned that my husband spoke with Tallahassee’s health department and they were the ones who suggested we pay what we were previously charged, thus the $38 payment to her department. Also that they told us they felt this would make her call us to at least wonder why we paid that amount. But she never called. All in all, this aggravation isn’t worth it… especially with my medical situation so up in the air. Who knows what the non-health department doctors are going to ask for to treat me if I have no other choice. Don't get me wrong if that was what I owed them I would pay it but it was such an outrageous amount compared to previous bills, the most ever before was $60; perhaps you can understand why I want to know what's so different this last time. In truth if they would explain to me why they need that much more money from me maybe than I would understand, but right now it makes no sense at all to me. Moving on… The world has some people in it that could also be considered very bad pennies, and that's an understatement. A few extremists chose to use a youtube film as an excuse to kill four Americans in our embassy in Libya. And yes, it has come out that this was planned before the short film aired. Creating havoc in the Middle East in Cairo and Libya where work has been going on for years to make sure they knew we are their allies being there to help. And we still are. Again, these horrible extremists were in that 1% that I mentioned yesterday and thankfully most all other peoples in that area of the world know that. I think what Hillary Clinton our Secretary of State had stated when she spoke to our nation was concise and appropriate and around 45 minutes later our president spoke with us stating solidly and respectfully that this situation was not provoked by either of those countries' leaders. As I keep repeating there are bad people in this world and what they do is insight others to riot, commit murder etc. and like so much these days with instant media availability from every corner of this world unless facts are checked all hell can break loose. Knowing that we all have to be very careful in what we say, read or write or do, since we continually see what being misinformed can create; all out anarchy and heaven forbid dare I say, war and we must be so careful to never ever let this happen! Four very wonderful people that I understand were killed yesterday who had friends and families who loved them very much all for no reason other than to prove what, what were they trying to prove? On that conundrum of why people do certain things that don't make sense to the rest of us, count those blessing and share those overages and we will try to too, good night all and try to be good to everyone, even when it seems hard and I will try to too!

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Nine Eleven

Seeing it written like that takes some of its power away; our generation’s day that will live in infamy, 11 years ago doesn't seem so far away, since most of us, although, our memories are fading in other areas, find we have total recall of that date of 9.11. 2001. Most adults who were living breathing beings on that date more than likely could still tell you exactly where they were and how they learned about or saw what had happened. I suppose I should not leave it to just adults, because sadly more than likely many children have that shocking memory etched in their brains forever too. That being the day that we realized once again that we had to become our brothers' keepers, for very soon it was evident who was responsible and the entire world were able support all of us together. The truth was that every part of the whole that was destroyed was of representation of mini United Nations. From every corner of the world, a person from that part was torn out of it, before their time, leaving behind many souls who loved and cared about them. For as we all know the United States of America is a melting pot and welcomes people from throughout the world that worked and lived here. These evil beings were welcomed too, but unbeknownst to us were up to no good. They befriended innocent people and stole their trust to conduct their mass murders and suicide missions. How can anyone erase what we saw? And we shouldn't, we must always remember as with other horrendous historic events, so as never to allow them to ever be repeated. There are 10-year-olds who have no idea what happened that day, except in their history books, unbelievable… For the rest of us, the ones who come after us all we must remind them of that day and let them know that the world mostly, 99% at least it's good and decent and wants what they want, but it is that measly 1% that could get them and all of us. That's not to make anyone feel paranoid but to be careful and when considering making peace for all on the only planet that we all have to share, again be careful. Today, a person that I may or may have not gone to school with but from Paramus where I did grow up posted on Facebook a chilling picture that made me have so many emotions that were difficult to explain. The depiction of the picture was from the New Jersey side in Jersey City, New Jersey, apparently a park with several flags flying on poles and in the distance across the Hudson River majestically standing as they should be were the Twin Towers, and the date the photo was taken was 9.10.2001, the day before all of our lives changed forever. Now if this doesn't give you some chills you’re made of ice, but that is just my unrequested opinion, as usual. Moving on, how do I follow that? With a little bit of crazy, today in spite of my aching this and my aching that I made a haircut appointment at Fantastic Sam's with Sherry my wonderful competent compassionate understanding hairstylist and at a bargain price too, any-who when I called to make the appointment there was noise in the background of the salon and she asked me who was calling? In the noise surrounding her the only explanation for her response to when I gave her my name could explain why she said what she said when I said my name and that was, she said my mother's name; oooooooooo, oooooooooo and more than a month a month early too! (Halloween) Now any one of my readers that follows this regularly might remember a similar incident I believe it was at Publix when the cashier asked me my name again and I said my name and she said my mother's name… Scary! Now neither of these women knows my mother since she died back in 1982. Which makes me not want to but have to think about them having a hearing disorder, nah, that somehow my mom is trying to communicate with me; now that's the scary crazy part, or is it? Both my parents passed away before 9/11 and in a way I am happy for that, Yep that's crazy; only since it would have killed them anyway. But if we all believe that there is life after death or heaven and hell they could all be together hopefully in heaven or on another plateau were with us in our heart and soul and head which is where I carry mine. Perhaps, the two little anecdotes are related, because when you lose someone no matter whom if you knew them and cared about them what we all like to think is that when we speak to them they hear us, right? And maybe my mom was talking to me and yes, mom I'm not quite sure what you're trying to tell me, maybe with it being as simple as it being a good idea to get my haircut, saying that my bangs are hanging past your eyes, ha! If nothing else it’s nice to think that and I hope when you think about people you love and they have gone to wherever they go that if you hear from them, you listen! Although, my eyes are dry my heart is crying for today is the day that we lost many people who deserved to have full lives, and perhaps today was the day I heard from my mom once again; the tears are really flowing now. Sorry, to leave you all with so much sadness, but the believers in you are saying they’re in a much better place now and others are sure they are in heaven and others still believe they may be a butterfly or on another plain and some like me know in their hearts they always dwell there and perhaps, just maybe they will find a way to tell them they know in some way like my mom did? I hope that hope is something that has a good connotation and is not ever used as just a political tool that we all know that we need a little bit of that to exist with one another and on that note, allow me to be the first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

Speaking My Mind: Which way will the war go?

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