Monday, December 31, 2012

Happy New Year!


Hours to go here in the good ole US of A but it will come as soon as we all know…YES! Tomorrow will come! Oh, wait, that was on the December 21st when that theory was in question that it was supposed to be…THE END OF THE WORLD! And so as I said before tomorrow will come and with it another NEW YEAR! This coming year has the suffix of ‘13’ in its numerical digits, but no one appears to be worried about that, are they? Too many other worries methinks. Many though, already know that our elected officials, so far, have let us down one more time in this end to 2012 with no resolve to the fiscal cliff dilemma, now being called a fiscal slope…! Its hush, hush and Wall Street did benefit from an early possibility of it being closer when our Pres. announced in a news conference that they were this close to a resolve, what nice optimism… but so far it hasn’t happened, YET! They do have until mid-night, now wouldn’t that be a wonderful NEW YEAR’S GIFT to your constituents who hold your future jobs in all of our hands just by the darkening of a little box, called the ballot? Will it go down to the wire with the arrogant boys preventing all of our heart palpitations causing us to not call 9-1-1? Many will not be in the mood to celebrate tonight due to fear caused by Washington D.C. of future expenses too great to allow any enjoyment. Moving on... Laws going into effect tomorrow are interesting and some are exiting and others are just plain odd. So many to list but some of interest: legalized marijuana for Washington and Colorado states, no more motorcycle wheelies in Illinois, not to mention same-sex marriage, and health reform…for more info about many of the others, go to: http://www.jdsupra.com/legalnews/a-new-year-brings-new-compliance-obligat-83817/ But... This is supposed to be a wish you well in the coming year blog tonight, sorry to bring up intrusive things for our lives hanging on financial strings… oops that’s not nice! The cliff though to most of us middle class people means little or nothing in the bigger picture…Twenty to a bit over a hundred dollars a month and its not like they would actually take the whole year to fix the problem, it should be done within a week, a month, six months or two or more, or maybe… four more years, boy, some of those guys are way too stubborn! Now if they were my kids I would lock them in a room together and not allow any of them to leave until they fixed whatever was the problem! See, now why were they allowed to go home? They are supposed to be doing what we pay them to do, right? Oddly enough, as I understand this and as angry as I am about all of this, we already retired people will not be affected. BUT IT’S NOT FAIR FOR ALL YOU WHO WILL BE! Sorry, I went off like that. In closing enjoy the New Year's arrival with your Champagne and herring and try hard to bring in a very HAPPY NEW YEAR and we will too! Now allow me to be the first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages with the Sandys and whomever else you wish to and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?!

Sunday, December 30, 2012

Nine clocks in our tiny space of our just enough home, not ...


…wrist watches and each one of ours, clocks that is, appear to be in a different time zone! But just by a few minutes. And for two people to adjust all of them to be in sync we would have to be able to perform the thirty second mile! Now that explains why I have also seen this unique phenomena in clock shops, well now that explains it and I suppose this also proves that it is not that unique, hmm? Observations are something to do to pass the time, allow me this pun. We all know that at times, shutting up and just looking around, again, sorry, can be quite rewarding in the respect of attaining information. Columbo and Holmes come to mind with their deductive reasoning skills of fine tuned ability to scrutinize a situation. Miraculous and actually not too bad a hobby that is if no one is alarmed at the stare you may be doing in their direction. And so that is why wearing shades, eye shields, oh, you know them better as sunglasses! A simple way to become incognito and not thought of as being weird, although if you have transitions... Be very cautious since as you should realize… the dark tint lightens up when indoors! Quite embarrassing, even I forget sometimes when we are in a waiting room! As a young woman working for Lord and Taylor’s in Ridgewood NJ, I would read or eat lunch out in the mall of the Fashion Center and observe the people as they would walk by. I was fascinated with who they might be in respect to their lives, that is what professions or ideas of why they would dress as they would and would that tell me more about them, their socio-economic status, and relationships and how and where they would live? Nah, that’s a bunch of bunk, in those days forty years ago I was more than likely checking out their choice of wardrobe since that was my niche then. Although, I do recall wondering a bit more about them as human beings on this planet, but to be honest not in those exact terms. You see, I was just getting back into reading for fun, not for school I don’t think that I was that concerned with getting into peoples’ psyches so much until years later when I would have to in order to write legit dialogue. Critiquing people then was not beyond my ken and that’s when we were just newlyweds, ha! Like my play on words. Examining your surrounding is not such a bad idea, and any city dweller will tell you to make sure that you are always aware of them. And yes, I do recall that from being a young woman commuting into NYC to go to college daily via bus, and subway stations. It kept me safe. And people were amazing to watch, especially those colorful city folks back in the late 1960’s. In closing all I want all of you to do is not get weird-ed out, but check out people the next time you go somewhere and have to wait, indoors or out… those return lines probably would a start. And who knows you might find out something new about human nature or even yourself. On that note of I hope some note, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you all to kindly count your blessings and share all your overages with the Sandys and others of your choosing and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?! And tell the Washington GOOD OLE BOYS to get off their DAMN BUTTS AND FIX THE FISCAL CLIFF SITUATION or WE WILL TAKE THEIR FAT CAT SALARIES TO USE TO FIX THE PROBLEM WHEN WE FALL OFF!

Saturday, December 29, 2012

DEPRESSED!


And it would be unfair to go into detail to explain why and so for once I will not elaborate. I will try hard to discuss another matter that is not as personal but downright annoying. How many out there have received form letters saying that you had contacted someone to sell your home for cash? Meaning bottom dollar and that we could be desperate to dump our home, this is also phishing via the snail mail, in my opinion. And we never ever did call this scam man. Well, many times we have had just thrown these dumb letters away, but this time I felt the need to set the person straight who was kind enough to enclose a toll free number. I told him when he called me back that his letter was a lie and that we never ever contacted him or anyone else and that he should not do business in such an obscene way. He insisted that he has been in this legitimate business for sixteen years and that ten thousand letters of that kind went out. Yet, he is a one man operation, since he answered his phone and when I called the first time he had an answering machine not another person and his name is on the letter head and even our caller I.D. said it was him. I do know that it is possible to generate that many letters by mechanical means, but where or why would he choose our address to send his form letter to? I am not stupid enough to not realize that people sell addresses and names, but to a company who states in the first line in of the letter that WE had contacted them? That’s a new one on me. Usually form letters are more generic. You see, that is what annoyed me the most was the fact that it stated that WE had initiated this dialogue. To me that was downright wrong and dishonest. Too many of us fight the bigger more important fights and toss these silly ones by the wayside, and perhaps that is what I should have done, but… I truly felt this guy needed to know that this is not a decent business practice and although he said no one ever called him before to tell him that… somehow that made me feel vindicated, and so he heard what I had to say and removed us from his mailer list! TA DA! I know that I didn’t find that elusive cure for all those deadly diseases, but I did try to right a wrong that somehow has ramifications on all HONEST business people who send honest feelers out, not insinuating that you know them or had any previous contact with them and just ask you to use their services if you need them. Simple and honest and that should be how all businesses should conduct themselves; is how I feel. And you know something that if all business practices were conducted in this way I bet more would succeed, hmm, it couldn’t hurt? Too many people think that dirty underhanded behavior is how to deal in certain types of businesses to succeed, well let’s make sure that they are very, very, very WRONG! Now, repeat after me, if you see a wrong to be righted just do it! No, matter how small it may seem, someone could be hurt by it and it is our responsibility to change the world, even in minutia, one thingy at a time. On that note of little or no note, allow me to be the first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask all of 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, December 28, 2012

It's raining, it's raining, it's raining!


And that is our weather news. For us it is something that we needed to water the lawns and gardens especially our winter vegetable one and our temperatures even at this hour of early evening, we still have high 60’s, Fahrenheit! Tomorrow more rain and with moments of sun and a high of 80 is expected. Now who can complain? This is December and winter here in America. That is why destination Florida is so popular. And here in southwest Florida usually we have reliable weather this time of year, mid-seventies is the norm and usually sunny and dry, since this is our ‘Dry Season’ that is why although the rain is a welcomed relief to the dryness we have at this time, since it is not the norm. The rain has picked up its tempo and yet it is not playing an angry tune; just more so of what it was before, but harder a crescendo, now steadier. Weather is so magical in the respect that it ignites most conversations with even strangers. Have you ever noticed, when you say, “what a beautiful day,” that most will chime in with, “yes it is” or “we were due” or what-have-you. Same if you take a negative route with “Gosh I wish this rain would stop, it’s been going on for days.” Another might say, “You are right there.” And on and on the conversation could go… And then you could go off in so many directions with a complete stranger engaged in discussing commonalities perhaps, once that door opens of polite conversation, or at least it used to be that way. Years ago I used to be a magpie with talking to people in waiting rooms; gosh I did that just a few weeks ago too… Any-who, but that time, years ago, I was asking questions back about why they were there, and I was shut up immediately with being told I was being too personal with my questioning. I must have written about this before, but anyway that did have a profound affect on me, it was when I realized that asking questions of a complete stranger, unless on an interview for a journalistic reason was considered nosey. And so that is when I found myself become what many might consider self absorbed, since I go on talking about myself in fear of asking questions of others in public situations, even when I just meet you at a party or whatever. Lame excuse, but who knows why any of us do what we do and to me that is when the whole back and forth conversation changed and became a me, me, me soliloquy. I write as I talk and vice versa, I'm sure that you all noticed that to be true, although, you cannot go back and forth conversation wise here... I heard thunder for the first time in months and had a fear that it was a tornado, but we aren’t under any watches or warning here, yet. The rumbling was so long and sustained that it created a worry of that freight train noise we always hear about, but thankfully in our personal experience have not endured, only hurricane noise. Whew it is gone and Hubby was right when he said that it was only thunder as I made a beeline towards the hallway and to the bathroom that I thought could protect us. I even asked him and Skipper to join me. Sometimes I am such a whimp. But when you have LIVED, (magic word ‘lived’ that should be enough), through any horrendous weather system like a direct hit from a hurricane and were lucky to survive its wrath than experience could take you in either direction when you are again threatened with dangerous weather systems. Although, I must admit the weatherman on the NBC, Fort Myers' station said it will be passing soon and never mentioned any harsh weather related concerns, see I am a whimp. Well, on that note of not so much note…allow me to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask all of you to kindly count all your blessings and share all those overages with the Sandys and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?!

Thursday, December 27, 2012

Accumulating preparation items for our family get-together


Sure most of you are way ahead of this curve and I am pretty sure you all know where you will be for New Year’s Eve too. No? We will be right here celebrating until our eyelids droop, as we have been for many years and that’s just fine! And yes, we have funny hats and noise makers, herring et al and usually the occasion appropriate beverage, of Brut Champagne, but of course! Our son and his girlfriend will be coming in between the two holidays and so we will have to try to celebrate both! And we have it all taken care of. Moving on… An update: The Q&A from the company that took over a year to answer my question, interestingly enough I was told that it had been answered not by that company, but by one of their online customers, huh? Now here’s the rub the email had their logo and their nearly everything that is unmistakably utilized to make you BELIEVE that they were whom you were dealing with and they denied it. They said their help-line is who I should have contacted, not the Q&A on the product page, huh? Now, today, they, the company that has people not working for them answering questions, had the nerve to send me a survey on how the associate handled my problem when I finally got a hold of one? Whew, and that my friends is the meaning of CHUTZPAH! Audacity is us? I had my say, which I am sure that you all know that I did. That meant that I told them what I thought. I felt that they needed to clarify who is doing what and GEEZ, I wouldn’t want just anyone using my logo and misrepresenting me that way and without customer care that most international companies strive to project and protect reputation wise. In my opinion the way the email came in, it had no indication that it wasn’t from them and so I recommended that they are more clear on just who these people that are doing their bidding for them or not allow them access to their letterheads. The company I still will not reveal, since they are claiming it was my mistake not asking my question to their help-line instead of their Q & A on the product page that I was inquiring about. Enough already, I feel like I am going around in circles. I am more than sure you get the gist. And you are more than able to agree to disagree with them or me. Towards the middle and end of my Mom’s life she was acting a little bit like Gracie Allen: to learn more go to: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gracie_Allen Yes, George Burn’s http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/George_Burns wife, whom was the better half of a wonderful comedy team called Burns and Allen. She acted ditsy when George would ask her simple questions and the fun would ensue off in many directions but always come back to where they began and resolved. It was told later by George himself that she, Gracie, was actually the brains of the team and came up with most all of their routines. Well, My Mom never owned up to her doing it for the fun of it, but she would always beat me at Scrabble and so I knew she had it altogether. I did beat her a few times, but I never knew if she let me or not. She had been a legal secretary and so her spelling and grammar were impeccable. Darn it never rubbed off on me! I have no idea what brought that on… oh yes I do, me being confused by people who think I can’t understand why they make things tough for us normal beings! HA! Any-who, allow me to be the first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you all to kindly count all your blessings and share all those overages with the Sandys and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?!

Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Well, wasn't that nice?


And all that worry for nothing? Most of you are pros out there i.e. with going through ‘the holidays’ and that is what I meant by my ‘the pros’ comment. Sure we go through the shopping, preparation and concerns that all should be just right, notice I did not say perfect… At our ages we should know better than to expect perfection ever when life cannot prevent things from happening, the unexpected…. But isn’t that one of the many things that makes it all that more memorable? Sure it is. Now we only have one more holiday before the big break, oh two if you celebrate Kwanzaa with New Year’s as well. Sadly the last few years Hubby and I have not been able to stay up until midnight to watch the apple, crystals or ball, orange, peach or what-have-you arrive safely to the bottom of whatever street it has the gumption to land on heralding that the New Year is now here! Oddly enough, the years have past without the aid of our piercing glares. I bet you all have amazing parties to go to, to ring in the New Year? No, why that’s all right. But for those who do, remember to choose a designated driver and that means NO alcohol or other things like non-prescribed medications can be imbibed by that life saving person. Momma has spoken! Hubby having been both a fireman and deputy has seen too many who did not heed that warning. The saddest were two brothers when he was a fire chief in NJ that both died on dead man’s curve, extricating their too far gone remains and having to let their parents know that their only sons had both perished due to drinking and driving. Our sons were young then and I remember Hubby coming home spent from that experience and when ours were a bit older we decided he should tell them about what had happened. And I was happy to say that neither ever drank or drove and still don’t to my knowledge. Sadly, our younger son lost a friend when they were both only fifteen, riding his bicycle home from his girlfriend’s house and was struck and killed by a drunk driver when we were living on the east coast of Florida. The driver was going fifty or more in a thirty-five MPH zone and hit our son’s friend with so much impact that the bike ended up in the telephone wires! Many worry about how drunk they are, if that’s the case dump your keys and call a cab or a friend! Or call Triple A, which has a number to call, Tipsy Tow, but only now on New Year’s Eve, 1-800-400-4222 (4AAA). Hit choices 00 to get a human being faster and it is a national program. On that note of trying harder to make the place a wee bit safer one little thingy at a time, allow me to be the first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share all those overages with the Sandys and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!?

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Merry Christmas!


Trying hard to think back on the last time we as a family spent any of the holidays all together on the date of the holiday… You see, being Hubby was a deputy and the boys worked at an amusement park for many years none had the holidays off. Mostly when the boys were going to college, but then we all moved in different faraway directions and our younger one went into the Navy and so I began to help out at the local Methodist church serving holiday meals with one of my friends from another organization that I was working with. She too had adult children, faraway, but was divorced. And so we had this desire to help others when we would have sat at home alone instead and the church fit the bill, but I never ate there, although they offered us meals too. I felt the meals were for the elderly without family and many homeless that at the time would come in. That friend has since passed on and I am not up to my abilities that I once was and so Hubby and I took ourselves out to a late lunch and had a turkey dinner at Perkins, since number one son and his gal will be here this weekend. We hadn’t been to Perkins in ages and they were very busy. Gosh thinking back it has got to be eighteen years since we have all, the boys and us, been together on anyone of the usual holidays, practically obscene when I think of it, sad to say the least that is meaning with our younger son too. Back in 2005 we did have a mini blowout of twelve guests for Thanksgiving, thanking all who had helped us after Hurricane Charley. Our eldest was there and my cousins and many others were our friends and their families too. At that time our younger son lived in the Pittsburgh area. It is often bittersweet during the holidays for many. We are not alone, with the thought of loved ones no longer alive and others way too faraway or in our case, estrange. But we all make the best of what we have and realize that to awake every morning and to have someone anyone who loves and cares for you is a plus anytime anywhere. So, although I am broken in body, I am not in spirit. And I wish for all of you to feel as I try hard to do… be grateful for all the pluses in your life and yes, do take inventory daily! Since when we know what is good about our lives than we have it all. And no one can take that away from you… No materialistic presents needed in this home, since we do know what is really important in life, health, someone for you to love and who love’s you, a roof over your head, a warm bed, food to fill you up, and than you are good to go…on! To all my friends, Facebook and others please know that I wish you that celebrate Christmas the best ever, and remember the true meaning of the holiday season, which I believe it to be peace on earth and goodwill to all men, women and children! On that well meaning note of love for all of you, allow me to wish all of you a very happy good night and kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages with the Sandys and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?!

Monday, December 24, 2012

An oldie but a goodie that I dusted off for the children.


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear? Now track the jolly ole soul: http://www.noradsanta.org/en/track.html or http://www.google.com/santatracker/

Sunday, December 23, 2012

Agree to disagree...


Everyone has an opinion and even though I am considered very opinionated… over the last year or so I have learned one thing, as my title says is that is sometimes that all there is to do is, ‘agree to disagree’. Keeping the peace is hard in life, at work, within the family and so the only way to allow for not having one brain with one mindset within family and friends circles I have come to the conclusion that it is best to agree to disagree and leave it at that. Most conflicts are not ones that will put your own lives over a fiscal cliff, although, don’t we all wish we could resolve that issue without their input, lickety split, 1 2 3, or cause a dent in the way we believe the gun issue should be handled? The split in how Americans think it should be handled is nearly as whacko as the houses of government with OUR FISCAL CLIFF! These splits in ways of thinking are, to say the least, the most frustrating with things way too important for us to accept as in my title as the only way to handle it, since both of those have to do with life and death in their own perspectives in a financially or physical way and are most important and stalemates are NOT acceptable! Wishy washy is not how our government employees are supposed to do their jobs that we hired them for and so eventually we can fire them! In any other situation if people do not perform in respect to their jobs they were hired to do they would be served their walking papers immediately…! Moving on… Friends allow others to voice opinions and listen perhaps without commentary. Today an old friend posted something that I did not agree about and sadly it was something I felt strongly about and she deleted what I wrote both times. PS it was about the bullet proof backpacks, I was against and she being a cop was for. I still feel that the children have to have front and back and head and arm and leg protection too for it to conceivably work and they usually have to put their backpacks in cloakrooms or lockers anyway… the whole concept to me was detestable, but I did not write all of that on her post. All I wrote that I thought it was horrid or some such thing. She called me and we talked and she wanted to know if she could help me not have her post posts where I could see them? I said that they didn’t bother me and no one can post on my timeline anyway that the only way I see what others post is when it comes on that little pull down thingy. And I click on it. We talked some more and I think all is well when I said what my title said. No rage, just happy holidays and goodbye. Update: a few months ago I mentioned an old friend who was being cared for by hospice, well she is still with us and appears to be doing okay! At least from her FB posts it seems that way with a lot of family coming to visit; a Christmas miracle? That would be nice to think so. On that note of a somewhat higher note, allow me to be the first to wish all of 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, December 22, 2012

According to what I was taught...


…in life and on TV and in the movies... that anyone given the right circumstances is capable of killing another human being…With that horrendous thought said I HATE ALL WEAPONS INCLUDING GUNS! And that is where I stand on the weapons issue, NRA, automatic assault weapons, sharp knives, broken coffee mugs and scissors, baseball bats, frying pans, poison administered in food or liquid or in spoiled foods. (Sorry, I used to write murder mysteries; did a bit of studying then.) I am not crazy, my Mother had me tested, any-who, but I have been known to get angry and I feel that it is best to not have any weaponry of small individual destruction or massive horrendous destruction near or around me. That is not to say that I wouldn’t be able to trip you in a stairwell, that was a joke…or not, yes, it really was. My point is that I do know better than to have access to things that are malicious, why I don’t even use glass drinking cylinders any longer, only plastic, since I am way too clumsy and the possible broken glass could hurt me or someone else! We all know that semi-automatic assault rifles cannot be used for hunting, since the game would be annihilated and then no one has any dinner. The mentally ill should be examined on a regular basis and in home visits should be made to make sure their environment is one with no dangerous items such as arsenals available to acquire with only one other adult to stop them if they decide they want to kill, but kill them to get to it all! Carrying a card saying they are under a doctor’s care too for mental illness I don’t think is carrying things too far either… after all we are nothing if we cannot stop with the shunning of the mentally ill! They need to be cared for and watched cautiously/continually with love and concern and then maybe some will need to go to hospitals when the signal goes off that they are beyond a parents abilities to handle, make that before. People, we are a nation of amendments misunderstood. The second amendment was written before there were semi-automatic assault weapons! So all you card carrying NRA people, unless you are using flintlocks with musket balls than don’t tell me this is your right to bear arms that is unless you mean bare arms! One of my Facebook buddies posted another horror today of how well we Americans are handling that freedom, in the last week since those innocent babes of 20 strong and six faculty and one Mom of the mentally ill boy and he killed himself hundred of others have committed many more insane shootings with weapons that were easily accessible. My bath should be as easy for me to access… that’s another issue, which has made me wish that I could be licensed to have the ability to enter all buildings without needing assistance when they don’t have automatic doors that are ADA approved! But I digress...sure the discussion is on, as it well should always be. Although, I do believe it is way past the time that we all should be just giving lip service to the possibility of better gun control and we SHOULD GET THE JOB DONE! Just read the article: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/ I think it is an eye opener for any with the idea of putting this way too important topic on the back burner AGAIN! Sure we in America have many rights, and I thank GOD every day for them, but even when we know how lucky we are to live here we have to realize we too have flaws that we need very much to rectify and change to make this place the true AMERICA that is safe for all peoples, especially the youngest of us, our futures. On that note of some note, allow me to be the first to wish all of a very happy good night and kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages with the Sandys and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?!

Friday, December 21, 2012

WHEW that was really close...


I almost forgot to wish you a very happy TGIF, no, that’s not it… wait a minute I got it, Happy Winter Solstice, nah? I thought it was something earth shattering, but whoosh it got lost in this dull thingy in my noggin I euphemistically call a brain…oh… now I remember we are going to end something… warmer, warmer, warmer…THE WORLD! Oh no, did I miss it? Wait a minute…I’m still here and I know you are, since I am talking/writing at you. Whew that was a close one; or not! Amazing how so many things confuse us human beings, hmm? The Maya calendar was misinterpreted and then some who thought they knew what was what got real scared and did some things in preparation for ‘the end’ that once again did not come, thankfully! What a scary thought! We all know the end will come some day, individually, a given, Global Warming, more than likely, another BIG BANG Theory, possibility, asteroids/meteors crashing into earth, … tomorrow, next week, next year, maybe in a century or another millennium, who knows who should really care? Most of those things we have no power to change. Some a little, but others we may already be too far gone to make a dent in its outcome. We are nothing but willing to try though that’s what is right and wrong with us humans… Some of us think that we have more power than we actually do with delusions of grandeur of changing the world, its okay, there is wiggle room enough for every mindset! Some days I feel that way too, well I used to. Not so much anymore; funny to think about that. Just the other night I mentioned to number one son when he called that Hubby was getting us a couple of Big Macs at Mickey D’s, they had a special buy one get the second for a penny, and he said that’s not healthy! Gosh, he is my kid, yep after twenty-nine and half hours of labor, it’s him… any-who… I told him that at this point we don’t eat them that often and besides we only have about a quarter of our lives left anyway, so why not? I was kidding, and he acted shocked. His new gal has him eating healthier than he used to so now he’s the health food Nazi, well good for him! All those years I tried it, it didn’t work, but one woman closer to his age and all of a sudden he’s Dr. Oz? Thankfully, I neglected to tell him that Hubby also picked up an order of medium fries and a chocolate shake, but we shared them. Being a parent never stops and I suppose even thought he is forty now I guess adult/children, another oxymoron, do learn by example and we should set a better one or keep our escapades to ourselves… Besides the world might have ended today and then it wouldn’t have mattered… it still could tomorrow, or the next, or the next…nah with our luck I will confess to our gastronomic unhealthy mischievous undertakings and be told again, NOT HEALTHY…if I am lucky! On that note of who knows what, allow me to be the first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you all to kindly count all your blessings and share all those overages with the Sandys and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?!

Thursday, December 20, 2012

Customer no-service...


Mr. XXX XX, The dimensions have been changed on the product page from the incorrect info, probably due to my inquiry, but this question was asked over a year ago! The mattress has been in our guest bedroom and used all this time, over a year! The question was asked prior to delivery. I do believe you have a big issue with getting back to people who ask questions online in a timely fashion. Personally, I think this is ridiculous! And I wanted you to know, but you more than likely won't get to this comment until 2014-15? So I won't put much stock in getting an apology with telling me that you will rectify this exorbitant time span from question to answer, Q&A or at least that you will look into it. With much concern on how you handle your online customers... Mrs. Tobi XXXXXXX (a retired retail merchant, for over thirty years.) Meanwhile I am trying to contact you by phone on your 800 number and I have been on hold for over 15 minutes one time to speak to someone and she knew nothing about what I was talking and now another 20 minutes more to speak with her supervisor; I am still waiting... you see I am retired with lots of time on my hands, and so I will wait... but most don't have this time to waste! Many problems with your systems and I think that you should all do something about it all! NOT GOOD! In the end I did fold after about forty-five minutes, but I did email the above letter before I did; on the return of their follow-up/answer to my initial question of over a year ago. Am I the only person on the planet that still expects service from customer service? Naiveté is not what I like to think about myself, I do believe that I am worldlier than that! I think that the ploy that the first woman did when I asked to speak to someone who could help me when she admitted to have no clue at all about their online Q&A; I had suggested she get me her supervisor who might know… then I was rudely left waiting and they won this time, since I appeared to have given up. But most who know me, know this is not over until the ‘fat lady’ sings and these days I am her! Oh poo, another toughie in a world that seems to have too many hard things already. I do realize this is absolutely nothing important in the larger scheme of things, like life. Although, we all have to let companies, no matter how big that we would prefer to deal with them when they act as if they really need us! And we all know without customers there are no businesses. It is true when it came down to it the logic of the reality of the online sizing was that it gave one size of a twin mattress instead of the full size one I was purchasing even though it had one of those drop down thingy that I used it still said the twin size instead of the full size dimensions. But I felt confident it was an online mistake and went with my gut and made the purchase. It was when we changed back the guestroom from having just a sleep sofa to a permanent bed, as it had before the hurricane. The extra sofa was moved into this room, the sunroom, which now has two sleep sofas, but sadly we never seem to get any sleepover guests anymore. We are ready if we should get any though! The holidays baffle most of us with good and sometimes bad surprises. This year I did not send any cards snail mail and I was going to send a few email ones but now with all the viruses and many being used via greeting cards people are warned not to open them, GEEZ those guys ruin everything, i.e. those nasty virus people. We received a few cards as the people that I have not alienated has diminished the list a little bit more each year… and so it was a surprise to receive a card from one that I thought we would never hear from again, Hubby’s brother and sister-in-law. One that has no idea of my current wackadoery, our old neighbors from NJ; Gosh we know them since 1979, that’s a very long time and the last time we saw them was when we lived on the other coast of Florida they came to visit with us and stayed a few days. On this coast her Mom lived in Fort Myers and was ill and so we kept saying we would get together but never did. Sandy got the coast bad where we used to live. But on the brighter side they are grandparents with one of their sons and the other just got married. My friend was a bit younger than me, about five years and a newly wed and she said that she wanted two boys like ours that were so great and she did. To say the least she has sent a card nearly every year. Our husbands were on the fire department together Hubby the Chief and her husband the president. We did fund raisers together, and parties for the children and adults, it was fun. On that note of a bit of interest, allow me to wish all of 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?!

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Thank you Hun...


How many of you out there cringe when someone you don’t know at all calls you, Hun? Is it just me or I should say us, since Hubby feels as I do that it is too familiar and should only be used sparingly with someone you really know well enough to forget their name, kidding…like when you have a few children, really! Any-who, I prefer the more formal address with business people, title, Mrs. Miss, Ms. Mr. then last name, perhaps that is because it is how I was taught. Lower class people were portrayed in movies calling people honey or sweetie or Hun, what-have-you and so maybe that’s why I always associated those terms of too much endearment annoying us. I do believe that even some movies with street-walkers had them calling over Johns using those epithets, not that there is anything wrong with that. And Nevada knows it is fine in their book! But Hubby and I have been mostly annoyed with people in industries that you expect a bit of decorum in, like the medical profession, office workers, and even today’s service people in restaurants wanting them to act more professional. After all they are not that many diners around with 1950’s themes where I can remember waitresses talking like that, not today’s modern gender-neutral servers anyway should be trained better. At first I thought it was a southern thing, since it did appear more prevalent when we first moved down here from the northeast, over twenty-six years ago and I would find myself saying please don’t call me that and it seems I am still saying it. But now as I think back it was up north too, but when I was a youngster, back in the 1950’s and 60’s. As we all know that this area at one time took longer to catch on to things… but not for the last decade or so, we seemed with all the technology to have caught up! Fashion, music and movies all the newest and most in have been here in record speed. No one needs to live in a city to be city smart. We are all on an even playing field, at least that is what I thought, but being so backwards with the Hun thingy, still does get my goat and has lost the charm that many claim it was supposed to provoke. To me and Hubby I might add it feels rude and disrespectful, just the opposite of what it was supposed to do. Sure we watched Andy Griffith and loved the down home charms of the south and the mythical town, of Mayberry NC before moving here to Florida two and a half decades later, Aunt Bea was abuzz with shelling out those ‘Huns’ and ‘sweeties’, but that was in the 1960’s and that was then and this is now! I rest my case. On that pet peeve rant for the night, allow me to be a little bit country and little bit 2012 now listen all you sweeties and Huns, not Attila, I hope allow me to be the first to wish all of you darlings 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?! PS And for all the Sandy victims of the hurricane and the Sandy Hook school you are in our thoughts and prayers and never ever forget that! Odd how they are both called Sandy.

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Interesting investigating...for me...


Due to the several meanings of the term ‘investigating’, (examine, explore, look into, inspect, study, consider, probe and scrutinize) I felt that it was necessary that what I looked into was to benefit myself, although, that is not to say that others may also find it beneficial, because I hope they will. The new medication that the new gastroenterologist put me on was Nexium 40mg. in place of my previous Dexilant 60mg. both for GERD or Gastroesophageal Reflux Disease. With a few major differences, one is price, Dexilant was quite expensive and when I was not being insured I was put into a program for receiving it for free, but now with being insured even Nexium for a three months supply will be $493.31 for the first three months’ supply, but as soon as I meet my $500 deductible it will be only $4 for a three months’ supply thereafter and so will most of my other seven prescriptions too! That is now mostly around $2.99 a month and so $4 for three months is quite a bargain, NOT! Well sort of…Except of course my Copaxone, which is now free with the program, but will be $35 a month for three than $16 after for three months… or something like that. You have to be an attorney to decipher most of the double talk that I felt I was getting, imagine this insurance is for people with pre-existing conditions and if they don’t have a caregiver who speaks insurance-speak, heaven help them! And I took business law for a few years too; I know that I am not that bright, but gosh…this requires a masters and a bar passing too and I don’t mean the one down on the corner! Bud dump bum. But seriously folks… With the monthly increase causing my premiums to go now from $376 to $432 a month; I ask it is no wonder why people have left here to get socialize medicine over the Canadian border? Don’t worry though, since I was against the Viet Nam War too and I still am very proud to be an American, but we need help with this healthcare system, really! Also my Gabapentin will be more in the beginning than less as well as my Baclofen I do believe, but this is a bit confusing…NOT JUST A BIT; A WHOLE BUNCH! Any-who, that is not what I wanted to discuss, after some research on the side affects of Dexilant I uncovered my thyroid problems were on its possible side affects list and so were so many other side affects…none good, and could be blamed for enhancing the ones that my Multiple Sclerosis already had given me years before I started on the Dexilant, which was a little over a year ago. While Nexium has hardly any, including none having to do with my thyroid, and so I will hope that perhaps by my next blood work, in a few months, perhaps it will show my thyroid is just fine, an up side? Moving on… Every-time I try that intermingle thingy you all do online on Facebook with interjecting when people say things, I screw it up. My social skills are lacking, perhaps due to not actually being out in the world like I once was. My comments seem to be last or what I say is all wrong, I suspect it could be my odd sense of humor? Or maybe what my input is not in line with the ideas of the comment and my cognitive mind is not working up to par? Anything is possible I suppose. At one time I was considered quite able to hold my own with witty repartee. As a teen dating it came in handy. Even when involved in work and after in writing commentary for those fashion shows that I did for fund raising for the non-profits. Anyway, whatever it was it has seemed to have gone the way of the dinosaur in my existence and that makes me sad. Being a half wit, now that is funny! Being witless, so is that! Hey wait I still got something…hmm? And I don’t have a fever or my nose running and so … perhaps I have a wee bit of funny left and so I will have to work with that half-witless portion of my brain and make do or expand on it with the rest of my enhanced-ness, speaking of the body portion of this gal? Now who is speaking like an insurance guru? Gotcha/em, Geez, if only I really did. On that touch of showing that I am still touched… allow me to be the first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share all those overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!?

Monday, December 17, 2012

An up and down type of day...


Looking on the brighter side of most days, these days is what I aim for, but some days make it more of a challenge. And I bet that you can all relate. Hubby over the weekend found out that his Medicare/supplement would be going up $104 a month and so he called to ask why and the explanation was one not that different from the Na, Na, Na, Na we used to say when we were kids, meaning: TOO BAD! Now I never did that, wink here, bad Tobi, but I can recall the bigger kids doing it to be mean on occasion. And then today I received my reality slap with my pre-existing federal insurance also going up another fifty-six bucks a month. Now it all would be so much worse that nearly two thousand bucks a year in loss of income, except for one bright spot in the tumult, we on social security all received a hefty COLA increase, actually a pitiful one of 1.7%! Not funny at all… This does not help us compensate for any of the new increases or even our personal COLA that continues to rise day by day! See, I bet you say, yep me too… but maybe not? Our homeowners insurances including our flood, taxes, food, all went up, and if you blink you might have noticed that gas has come down, a wee bit, hurray! Still looking for that silver lining, like everyone else! We manage our finances just fine and we’ll metaphorically have to tighten our belts, slightly, you see, so far Hubby’s pension still gets that whopping big 3% COLA every summer, at least he has been getting for the last few years that he has been retired… things change though…, but his is a state funded pension and so I will say that is another looking-up thingy! Most people would be crying with that stuff creating havoc with their finances, well as we all know they’re much more important things to cry over…And we are just cheap enough to be able to adapt! Another plus for us! Now back to what is truly on all our minds and concerns, since we all know in life what truly matters and breaks our heart way too often: Here’s some info for all of us who want to do something but have been baffled on what… Address to send Donations by Pray for Sandy Hook Elementary School on Monday, December 17, 2012 at 8:59am • Here is the official address to send all monetary donations too. This comes directly from the Newtown, CT website! Check donations may be mailed to: Sandy Hook School Support Fundc/o Newtown Savings Bank39 Main Street, Newtown CT 06470 Or may be dropped off at any Newtown Savings Bank branch location. For questions please call 800-461-0672 To pay by credit card, please follow this link (which will also give you all of the other information you need about donations). Thank you all for your support! https://newtown.uwwesternct.org/ In closing please make a fuss when it matters over things that are important and let the other stuff fall by the wayside… This is the season that we all reflect on happiness and our own personal sadness and so for the sake of yourselves and your children look for the silver linings and turn emotion into motion by doing something positive. We all search for those special gifts well caring for others tis that season so do what you know is right… and NIKE! On that note of trying to give us all a perspective in these trying times just about anything we can think of is not that easy any more… allow me to be the first to wish all of you a very HAPPY good night and ask you all to kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages, you know where… and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?!

Sunday, December 16, 2012

I am nothing if I do not keep my promise of last night...


As you all know I reported earlier in the week that Hubby and I were offered very generous tickets to a Christmas concert at our very own Charlotte Performing Arts Center… Well, we went and had a marvelous time, with excellent seating. It was a night of Christmas classics and since my foot tapping ain’t what it used to be, and so I utilized my upper extremities, arms and hands in a sort of conducting re-enactment from our seats. Hubby felt that this was odd, and said I did not appear that I had all my faculties where one should have them, but he was not so flowery in his debasing, more exacting, so out of character. Any-who, we did have times when the audience was actually encouraged to sing-a-long. And yes, case in point, the first welcoming for this entitlement was just before intermission with a memorable voluminous heartfelt rendition of the Hallelujah Chorus from the Messiah by Handel, of course. This in particular was a fond memory for Hubby and me, since as high schoolers we both were in choir but in two different schools in the same county though and when our choral groups were invited to perform at the Teaneck Armory we hadn’t even met as of yet, coincidence, who knows… And so the joyous season projected from the familiar tunes that the Charlotte Chorale, seventy men and women strong, performed so well, many favorites such as Come All Ye Faithful, O Tannenbaum, O Holy Night, We need a little Christmas, and on and on… we all got to reprise our singing abilities with being brought into the fold once again with, I’ll Be Home For Christmas and then again with White Christmas… old favorites that we all know by heart, but it was very nice that they provided the lyrics to follow along. Less than a dozen of the Charlotte High School Band provided the accompaniment for the second half of the program. Angela Navarro was the lone pianist for the first half and did an excellent job has she has done many times before I am more than sure. Laurel Webber is not only the President of the Chorale but did a few solos in her magnificent soprano voice. So many were featured I could go on all night long… but the concert was just the beginning of our evening… and at each moment it was spectacular! The concert ended at dinner time so Hubby and I went over to the Fish Market at Fisherman’s Village to have something… and we chose a hot meal rather than our usual cold selections…but I am getting ahead of myself… Hubby and I as you may know are not usually out during the evening, we are in usually very early and stay there, and so seeing all the Christmas lights on our way to Fishville was absolutely thrilling we had thought, be still me heart, until we arrived at the location and were WOWED beyond our beliefs… One million lights adorned the entire complex of Fisherman’s Village in Punta Gorda, FL! To explain it would not do it justice you must see it with your own eyes, beautiful! We are hopefully planning to take the kids there when they come down to visit during the holiday and so this was a dry run… and worth the try out. Never think you are going to have a quick anything eating out during this time of the year here in destination Florida in winter with snowbirds and other families here for the holiday, so relax and know that is how it should be… enjoy the family with a new realization, zapped again with the reality how fast it can disappear! Any-who, we got home late for us maybe not for you; and I quickly sent you all that cryptic blurb… And we had a movie waiting for us to see… Men in Black 3, we have seen both of the others and so we had been looking forward to this one too, and we did enjoy the small light desert ending to our banquet of one heck of a memorable late afternoon and evening with the season still going on… The day before was the tragedy in Newtown, and it almost felt irreverent having this much joy, but let me ask you, isn’t that what death teaches all of us? Every minute is precious so make the most from everything we do…including mundane tasks can be done with love, and never ever forget to tell those you love that you do each moment they are with you and even when they are not, since there must be an app for that! And now in closing I just want to let all of you know even in your deepest sadness take time to be happy for who knows when things could change and we all must NOT have any regrets when that times comes for us, and it will… On that note of my love for each and everyone of you, allow me to be the first to wish all of you a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly to count all your blessings and share those overages which can see that you have been doing all over my Facebook page and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?!

Saturday, December 15, 2012

It is very late for this tonight...


So with this tease, I will leave you with two thoughts to sleep on…what makes having the holidays so much more entertaining and what sort of things create happiness deep within you? Those two questions will be answered tomorrow, since tonight I am way too tired to finish with the explanations that these items so rightfully deserve. Sweet dreams peeps and may pleasant thoughts dwell profoundly in your souls…

Friday, December 14, 2012

Another tragedy has befell our nation once again, too sad...


The count of dead is twenty-eight of which twenty are too young to have their lives cut so short, just babes in an elementary school that should have held them safe from this sort of thing. Six adults were teachers and school employees, one was the shooter himself, and another victim was found at a relative’s home in a town nearby. This all happened, not in a big city, but in a small town in Connecticut called, Newtown, with a population of merely 26,000, about the same size of the one I moved from in NJ. And one brother of one of the survivors in an interview said the worse crime they have had previously was cars having things taken out of them. A little bit of horrific reality check of how devastatingly things can change in a blink of an eye. Another reminder to never ever take our loved ones for granted. But with that said, most psychologist say that overly interacting with your children now may cause them to wonder what’s up, better to not allow the young ones to watch the news of this, since they need to feel safe and too many questions without answers could rock their lives negatively. I am the first person to feel honesty is always the best policy, but in the case of children I found out that it has to be age appropriate or at least intelligence appropriate, many children are more mature at different ages to handle things better than others; small doses, as with any bitter pill. As a parent it is always your own call, but you knew that. My fear is for those survivors who might have seen what actually transpired, no way to ever wipe that from your brain, years and years of intensive psychological counseling and even then… my heart cries for all of them. The information is being gathered still and has been speculated too much with incorrect info getting out before verified. What I have told you is what the local law enforcement has given out over the TV. They are still not absolutely sure who the shooter was, at first they said one person and then his brother… more exacting information should be available as the investigation continues. We as a nation lost so many possible presidents, doctors, nurse, teachers and who knows what these children would have become, it hurts all of us knowing the fact that their families will never see their dreams realized… our condolences go out to each and everyone of them. As a parent that to me is the most unimaginable misery, our children are supposed to outlive us, not us them. On that too sad note, now more than ever allow me to wish all of you to try to have a happy good night. I know it’s hard, but for your own babes and remind you to kindly count all those blessings and share all those overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Thursday, December 13, 2012

Good deals are not always online...


Sometimes you just have to go out into the world and find them. How many of you out there have the habit of shopping the net before you even go to the brick and mortar stores to shop for the same thing that you thought you priced online? Unfortunately, I have been known to do that, and me with my background in retail management, shame on me, but to be fair during my time in the field online did not exist yet. Any-who, to think again about how we all shop, mostly us lazes, who have become invested in the easiest ways out of the mob scenes, hmm? But as I must reiterate we are all doing ourselves a deep disservice. How one may ask, case in point: Just as many online items are not in stores as well as in-store items are not online. Meaning that we don’t always know what our possibilities can be without physically finding out in person, ta da! Items that I priced online started low enough and went up to every price point one could possibly imagine or afford within anyone’s budget for such things, but in the same store different items appeared that were not online that were more to the liking of this consumer and at a price that would not break the bank either, another ta da! In closing on this topic, which I must admit is actually seasonally appropriate…But if you have not realized this simplistic concept, which I am more than sure you all have, do whatever you wish with this revelation of mine…and I do believe it does call for another big TA DA, even so! If I can’t be my own cheerleader, who can? Yes, that sentence does not make any sense what-so-ever, since only YOU can be your OWN cheerleader, right? HA! What most of you may have devised by these first few paragraphs that still appear in block form, gosh I wish someone will tell me how to adjust this crazy new format on Google, because I do write this in word with paragraphing, correctly, I might add. Although, when I copy and paste it to be published and it is shown on the pre-published screen it is still paragraphed right, but then appears online as one run-on lump/block of words…so sorry, and all these months I have still not figured out how it gets it so wrong, since I know it’s not me! Sure I am grammatically incorrect and miss adding in words where there should be little things like ‘is’, ‘a’, ‘or’ what-have-yous, but I do believe I know something about paragraphing, since I seem to recall when one thought stops and another begins or some such thingy, but the new format took my one ability away from me, writing skills-wise, that is…I cannot blame Google for all the rest, and with that I do think it calls for another…nah. Hubby and I also went to lunch at the Charlotte Cultural Center in Port Charlotte and we had a lovely one, Hubby had Shepard’s pie and I had soup and salad and there we can drink our own waters without concern and with bargain prices for our lunches to boot! And of course in my new chariot/wheelchair we also perused their shops, but alas nothing yelled at us to take it home with us… On that bunch of what some may say incoherent verbal abuse of the English language, but I prefer to think of it as my BLOG, allow me to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share all of your overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

12-12-12!


Not being a mystic or soothsayer it baffles me why people are fascinated with the repeated digits, such as 11-11-11 or as of today’s 12-12-12 and what makes people do things to make them mean more than I can see that they actually do? Dates should be something we enjoy with fond memories, and yes, I do understand that it is easier to remember a date when all the numbers are the same, gosh that is a given. And you know this stuff has been going on for years and years and my first experience was with my sister-in-law who chose her wedding date for the same simplistic reasoning to not forget, and hers was 7-8-78, who knew it was a trend then? Ours was chosen for a rational/loving reason. You see, Hubby’s grandparents were celebrating their fiftieth wedding anniversary a year before we were planning our wedding and theirs was on February 16, 1920, and so on February 16, 1970 they had a lovely celebration. Yes, Hubby and I knew each other for nearly four years and were engaged for fifteen months on February 14, 1971, the date closet to his grandparents’ lucky day, and so we tied the knot; always wondered what that referred to, still don’t have any knots: Thanks to the site below for the info: http://www.bigsiteofamazingfacts.com/what-does-the-phrase-tie-the-knot-mean-and-where-did-the-expression-come-from “In Western culture, “tying the knot” suggests the pledge of inseparable unity made by a married couple. The expression comes from ancient India, when during the wedding ceremony the Hindu groom would put a brightly colored ribbon around the bride’s neck. During the time it took to tie the ribbon into a knot, the bride’s father could demand a better price for his daughter, but once the knot was completed the bride became the groom’s forever.” Years have passed since I gave the whole concept any interest that is of course before last year when that too was given more notoriety than in my way of thinking having anymore interest than days with more sentimental value for such occasions, hmm? What I have heard is that women are planning cesarean sections for today just so their children will have this birthday, if that’s not crazy I don’t know what it is and possibly dangerous? PS Our eldest was born on his aunt’s birthday and that was his decision not mine, since he was due in between both hers and mine and sure I would have loved him to share mine, but it was awfully hot up north that May and I was happy he chose hers compared to mine, a month later! Believe it or not when our second son was due I was given the date of my brother-in-laws birthday, but our little guy had the good sense to come out five days before his uncle’s, since with his older brother that we found out that sharing that date with a family member might be not be so sharing. Like those kids born on Christmas day I am more than sure or those parents who choose some mystical/memorable time in life that may embarrass them to explain to their offspring until those babes have sprung into adulthood! Oddly enough my distant cousin and I found out about eight years ago; that’s when we met online while she was doing my dad’s side genealogy that she and I were not only born on the same day of the month but the same year too, wild! No planning there, but to be fair each number is not the same on the last three examples I gave. Any-who, who am I to tell anyone what they do is odd or strange when I am the way that I am… more power to ‘ viva la difference, ‘ but if so many are doing it, ask yourselves is this really that different; just a thought. On that note to ponder, and don’t tell me it wasn’t to be unique, but are so many of us having memory problems, really? That sounds like a topic we should all address in the near future… if I remember, and so now allow me to be the first to wish all of you a very happy good night ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

This morning I received a very nice offer...


From our Charlotte County Chorale director, my Facebook friend, who offered Hubby and I comp tickets for their concert this coming weekend and this is the second time I said yes, one offer I did refuse. It was very nice of him to offer after the last refusal, since on occasion I foolishly have this problem with looking a gift horse in the mouth and saying, no thank you…The first time when I accepted was our fortieth anniversary, which is on Valentine’s Day and this was three days before nearly two years ago, that’s why I remember and other than dinner we had no decisive plans, it was a lovely offer and we had a wonderful time. The second time was about a year ago or so, I cannot seem to remember exactly and I thought it was too much to consider to go again and so Hubby and felt that although it was very nice, we declined…Who knows why I said yes this time, but I did and I think it might be a holiday concert, nostalgia for me, since I, for seven years, while a student in chorus appeared in those types of concerts as well as all the caroling with scouts and work that I did do. The gentleman is a loyal reader of my blog, next to Hubby my loyalist and makes me feel that writing it is not that bad an idea, plus he has a journalism background and so that truly is quite something… I better not gush too much, since more than likely he will be reading this, but let me just say this, it is very nice to hear. I know why I accepted really, it’s the holidays and we all need a bit of happy to take our minds off of the not so happy stuff, right? Our Charlotte Performing Arts Center is quite impressive for such a small town/county and not that far from home… just over the bridge and a few blocks inland, in River City AKA Punta Gorda, but not on the water. Below I have given to you the contact information for any or all in the area who may wish to go too: Charlotte Performing Arts Center 701 Carmalita Street Punta Gorda, FL 33950 Contact Information to purchase tickets call: Lee: 941-204-0033 Moving on… Have you ever felt so wicked that you wanted to say something so negative because you lost your cool, but were thankful that you held your tongue after all? Maybe, I better explain… I get jealous with people who are so healthy that all they have left in their repertoire to think about is how they look or stand posture wise or how the best way to get rid of their wrinkles… I feel like shouting that I have scars on my face due to a biopsy and a dog bite, forty-one stitches in total. I can no longer stand, because I am in a wheelchair and as far as wrinkles go I wish that they were my only problem like it appears to be yours! But no, I have not, I’ve been good, that is up until now… SHAME ON ME! I also get more jealous with the doting parents and grandparents with those adorable pictures of those little ones…Our sons are full grown and we haven’t any grand-babies, oh poo, those PICS I do really enjoy, but not so many and I sure wish we had some of those grands! Any-who, I do hope that you all are handling the holidays with more style and grace than me; I know you are, more than likely! Gosh it's times like these that I wish, my parents were here to set me straight…I know that's ridiculous at my age! After all they would both be over one hundred and I should know this stuff by now…maybe someday… On that absurd note of little regard with many up and down notes; do hear the melody? Kidding or not...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 those overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

Monday, December 10, 2012

"Life always gets harder near the summit..."


I bet you already know what that’s from, my brilliant readership; no? Yes, you do. My tonight’s prophetic fortune cookie! Here’s another, just for fun: “Life is full of wonders…explore what’s around you.” Now to look deeper into what that may mean would mean that I have too much time on my hands and we all know that I do and so…I think that it could mean that maybe what your neighbor planted in his backyard, might not have been his elderly cat…if you get my drift. Or it could mean that reptiles roamed the whole earth and maybe if you look hard enough or dig in your own backyard it could become an archaeological dig of your own with millions of years experience and a big payoff, historically speaking of course! Or maybe Mote is building that aquarium in Punta Gorda and wow we will have more entertainment than we know what to do with! Or that Redneck Yacht Club, which is by no water but deep in mud in the eastern part of the county, will soon have a real water park butting up against it, oops did I say butt and against it in the same sentence with Redneck? I don’t know about you, but those made me giggle a little, wee bit…! Oh yea. I’m still waiting for them all to find out that Bubba really means ‘Grandma’ in Yiddish, oops…I feel another giggle coming on, oh stop me before I drop to the floor and let out a great big Hoop and Holler! I’m good, no I am too much. Although, there was a time that our little darlings, sons that is, built big trucks ‘mudders’ with tires taller than their dad, who is about six feet tall, my Hubby and they would spend some weekends on the east coast of Florida in the woods and in the mud, driving those whiplash providers…and calling it all a heap of fun. Personally, I didn’t get involved in that backwoods mentality of rough housing in a truck. The boys, our sons, worked for their money and spent it on all those accessories that go along with the sport. Of course they surfed and played beach volley ball, swam, water skied, one had a rock band and one played the keyboard and they both played piano and guitars, one was in plays and they both played soccer at one time or another, one took Tae Kwon Do and for him SCUBA too make that both, horse-back-riding lessons for the other, and horse riding for both… and I am more than sure our sons did this and that’s all of their growing years… and most I could get my heart and soul wrapped around, except that mudding thingy, sorry! And yes that was all in whatever backyard we lived in, not to mention winter sports from when we all lived up north, so soak up your own local color of what is there and enjoy, yes, that’s the idea! Now back to my entitled fortune, “Life always gets harder near the summit”. Gosh, am I almost there? Life, at times sure seems harder… and then it doesn’t. Moving on… Today I did have my tummy appointment and he changed one of my medications that I have been on for over a year, and I will find out if it is doing what it should be doing… so he gave me samples for one month and then I will be back in his office to decide if this is the answer or if I need some other one or the test for that. So that’s my update and my theories on ancient wisdom and so now allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly to count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Sunday, December 9, 2012

Today I was offered up new friendships...


Oh, alright, that should be new suggestions for friendships on Facebook. My rule of thumb has been if someone I know recommends someone or if we have more than one hundred friends in common then I go for it, but on occasion when I have Facebook has scolded me for approving so many; so far so good. No news is good news and all those other clichés that work under this circumstance of not riling the hand that watches over us, huh; the almighty FACEBOOK? As we all know that is not at all true, Facebook does not watch over us, we are supposed to do that for ourselves, otherwise our pages would not be hacked as often as all of ours are, hmm? It seems that every few weeks another anomaly occurs that I find I must once again change my password… My mind is NOT THAT QUICK to remember which one works where or when… it is way too frustrating! Onward and upward and all I know at this point is that I do enjoy ‘my close encounters of the third kind’, on my Facebook page, oh the movie reference, didn’t you just love that one, my second favorite right after E.T. Any-who, all my out-of towners, those aliens, ha! But of course I do also care significantly for the locals too. And in the case of Facebook the more the merrier, up to five thousand, that is… I am a bit mystified on how the friends are suggested though. I do know that on occasion I have tried to match up people with similar backgrounds or interests, but how I receive so many still baffles me… Moving on… My not spoken of absence of a couple of night’s ago… was more than likely a culmination of my ills bearing down on me all at once, making me unable to sit here to do what I do so love. Liquids with straws are administered to get in nourishment and soft bland foodstuff as well as cervical collar and wheelchair used to transport me into my lowered bed; fortunately the chairs arms are removable for just those times. Lying flat and utilizing logic, tempered with previous experiences is how we cope when trying hard not to go to any emergency facilities…close, but no cigar! Why do these things happen to me either at night, wee hours or on weekends? There goes the idea of planning for all situations, believe me; it cannot always be done! Sure you do a lot of what if or if this happens we could do this or that, but it is such a negative time waster why bother, when you know what to do deep in your soul and previous memories. To me and Hubby I do believe it has become second nature like with most people who have chronic illnesses, as well it should. Sure it takes time to get the hang of it, and sure you wish you didn’t have to, but we of this ilk have to. It is what it is, period, the end, well hopefully not that final! But that too we all must prepare for and I am not referring to 12-21-12, I am just saying no one lives forever! But I am more than sure you have heard that before, ha. Now that appears to be a good place to end and allow me to be the first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you to kindly to count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

Saturday, December 8, 2012

Happy Hanukkah!


Tonight is the first night of the Festival of Lights or as many say the Festivus for the Rest of US! Here are some sites for the kiddies to check for the whole story of the dedication: http://www.history.com/topics/hanukkah Of course there are many other sites and here is one about games: http://judaism.about.com/od/holidays/a/dreidel.htm Another about food and recipes: http://www.blisstree.com/2012/12/08/eat/happy-healthy-hanukkah-recipes-celebrations-food/gallery-page/1/ Sadly, I am still not up to par and have had a strange sort of day. So I will be wishing all my Jewish friends a very Happy Hanukkah and everyone else a very happy good night and ask you to count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Thursday, December 6, 2012

Waking up early...


There was a time when I sprung out of bed with the knowledge that the day was going to be a great one! Now, more times than not when I spring out of bed, or that should be roll cautiously out of bed, testing my legs to see if they will hold me, since one never knows if they will or not…it is sadly due to one of my ailments causing me to depart the comfort that had gotten uncomfortable and threw me from the cocoon that most relish and resist moving from due to the womb-like console into the rude awakening of another busy-needy driven day. This morning, at just shortly after four A.M., my head and neck screamed to be secured with my soft brace and my tummy burned as if hot coals had felt the need to warm me unnecessarily from the inside out! Later on they moved into my throat, after one cup of Java with a glass chaser too, oh poo! Not a happy beginning to my day, no sir, no m’am! So being the industrious soul that I have become once stabilized somewhat with my cervical collar and a Pepcid, I searched the net to try to find some home brews to help myself. The head and neck pain was easy to find the article. The one I found told me what I already knew that my cervical stenosis and spondylosis were causing the top of the head headache and using the brace was the correct measure and a warm shower also would be helpful, which I did take earlier than usual. But my broken glass sensation on my tongue and throat with chest burning would not stop and so by eight twenty I dialed my old gastroenterologist's phone number and got his home and his wife, not his office. After I apologized she explained that he had retired as of July! I said that’s wonderful and I that I had liked him very much and could she recommend anyone as good as him? And right away she had the name and number of the one who had taken over his practice. And she added that he would not have chosen him if he did not have confidence in him. Good sales pitch. The newer to me doctor of tummy’s will be seeing me early next week, since he does procedures on Thursdays and Fridays… if my symptoms hadn’t slowed I would have been more concerned and gone to a walk in clinic. But I have a long history of stomach ills too, starting in my early twenties with gastritis, later ulcers, and IBS, polyps, GERD etc. why right now I am on two different stomach meds. One will need renewal and that’s another reason to establish a relationship with this doctor. Oh joy. I do know that I am due for a few procedures that most in the over fifty crowd have every five years or so, colonoscopy, since mine was eleven years ago, and I am pretty sure due to the GERD I will be having an endoscopy; I had one of those years ago too. But with taking statins for cholesterol I doubt that a colonoscopy is necessary, I hope not! The endoscopy goes down the throat, oh dear more confirmation of throat problems, a small blockage in the artery this summer confirmed, not bad, than my cervical stenosis becoming moderate from mild and most recently, two miniscule cysts on my thyroid…no wonder it hurts so much, hmm? Separately, not so bad, but together YUCK! In closing that was my day, besides sticking to a bland diet, no second cup of coffee, and I thought that was my answer to still not being a diabetic! On that note of who knows what, please allow me to be the first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you to all kindly to count your blessings and to share all those overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square. Ya hear!

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Four months to decide...


Typos maybe rampant is my tonight’s upfront disclaimer and maybe every other night’s too…The only reason I mentioned that is due to my follow-up visit to the eye doc and being re-dilated late this afternoon, this time to see the surgeon who wants to do my YAG as soon as I want it done. Oh YAG, the corrective laser surgery to clear the cloud under my cataract lens. This is the same doctor who did the original cataract surgery back in January of 2010 down in Fort Myers and we went there to get it done that time…although Hubby’s back was not good for days after, it’s a long drive for us, about one hundred miles round trip. I tried to encourage the doctor to have a surgery up here with all the patients they do have in this area. He said probably not for a couple of years. My exam today is good for four months thus my title, and after that time if I cannot see at all because the clouding is that severe I would have to come back in for another exam and it would take just a week to schedule, even now it is also is just a week and he said that he could and would do it… I have considered other doctors in the area that I used to go to, but I would feel a bit disloyal. Today they did install another little item I had been also procrastinating on, tear-duct plugs. Years ago a doctor gave me temps that dissolved within a few days and way back when the next step was cauterization of the ducts and when I was scheduled and went in for the procedure I chickened out, due to the size of the implement coming at me with a very handsome doctor at the other end, about to do the scary deed. Today, that doctor is now a plastic surgeon doing commercials for droopy eyelids and other facial improvements, Dr. Flaherty…This, today surgeon said that, that procedure was archaic and so the permanent plugs were installed within seconds by the tech. I will still have to use drops but not as frequently, my litmus test for dry eye has been zero moisture. Now it probably was much worse, not possible actually, but with three autoimmune ills, the Multiple Sclerosis, Sjogren’s, and my hypothyroidism, which is one too…, who knew. All have a significant affect on the eyes and dry eyes make it all worse. Lefty is still my pride and joy and other than this cloudiness thingy he is a very healthy eye. My dilemma is how long will I be able to go on without making Hubby take me to Ft. Myers and what kind of wife would I be to put him through that pain again? I have a lot of soul searching pertaining to thinking of how to fix this without regretting how to do it. The local doctors that have surgeries here may be the only way to go, since my loyalty is more so to Hubby than the other doctor. I did have a pretty good doctor years ago who does have a surgery connected right to his office, Hubby even went to him and he is in my insurance network. And he is only less than two miles from here. That could be the answer and should be…I will see, yep, wouldn’t that be nice, in more ways than one… Well friends that’s it for tonight, any mistakes are due to my usual inability to edit more than the word program and bad eye and bad shoulders and whatever other excuse that will and can work, allow me with all that baloney to please wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you to count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Must move quickly...


Why, you may ask. Two reasons, number one my DSL has been going on and off for days… AGAIN! And my faith in it diminishes with every ISP not aiding and abetting us to get back online without calling the mother of the systems, in our case; ours is called CenturyLink. And the second reason is that both of my shoulders want me to stop, but I won’t listen until I complete this mission of mine! Suffering in silence is for martyrs and I am definitely not one of those… and it baffles me why mere mortals believe that they should be; are they better than I? I suppose so. To me, a Jew, I thought that only saints in most Christian religions were of that mettle, not mere mortals, but I could be wrong being a Jew and all. Being as I am, a Jewish mortal, I feel that I have the right to express how I really feel and let you all know nightly and allow you to make the call on whether or not to read what is TRULY ON MY MIND, not what I think that you want to read, okay? Honesty is the best policy. And to be very, very honest, my kind, female that is, comes from a long line of others who have the need to be heard! And so I will speak of this obsession with us Americans, not me that much, but some days I wonder where my free choice has gone… Any-who, I am talking about the obsession with knowing the ins and outs of what is happening with the British Monarchy and their spawn and I only mean that in the nicest way, G-d Bless the Queen and her future takeover teams. After all my grandmother was a Brit herself, yes my maternal Gran-Mum was born there in 1893 and came here at the age of two. Never met her, she was killed in an auto accident coming down to Florida from NJ back in 1949 with my Grandfather, and I was named for her, but I understand she was a fine decent woman. And I wonder at times what she would think how we Americans blast our news ways with their royalty’s news of upcoming weddings and off-springs arriving and nasty morning sickness, which I too had but I had not so much fanfare and I had single babies, not twins! And yet we poo, poo Baby Boo, Boo and some other Redneck West Virginia show taking over for Jersey Shore on that channel, I don’t watch any of them since we chose years ago not to continue to get cable and its times like these that I don’t miss it, one iota! Some believe that the shows I just mentioned are true Americana, not for me, but I suppose for some… And that’s why I wonder why I am inundated by foreign trivia of little or no interest to me…too harsh? Foreign news is totally different, I do want to know that, but the other stuff, they can keep. You see, for anything to be newsworthy to me it should be from here or involving our foreign concerns or policies or you know, important! Sorry to sound so isolationist. The Revolutionary War, I thought gave me the right to not need to know what our X Motherland is doing with her Monarchy, since it no longer affects me and mine, hmm? Besides their government is democratic too, those people, Queen and prince etc. are just a tradition that has no true necessity or effect on what goes on there in reality, and they alone are quite an expense to maintain, for that I am more than sure! Listen, you all know that I am right, but since you are all too saintly or martyr-ly to say anything, there I said it for all of you! On that what may start another war between us and Merry Olde, I sure hope not…ha, allow me to be the first to wish all of you a very happy good night including my UK friends, which I have many, maybe not anymore…oops… kindly count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear! PS To be fair you UK guys and gals, you too have been thinking the same thing, go ahead and admit and voice it too! PSS Mission accomplished!

Monday, December 3, 2012

Now I see you, now I don't!


Yep, lefty (my good eye) was playing with me a bit of yesterday and all morning long; going blurry on and off and so I called consult-a-nurse, while Hubby was asleep in the wee hours of the morning, to find out to whom I should entrust with my diagnosis of my eye issue…and amazingly she came up with the most logical idea, from my two suggestions, either my neuro, since my history of optic neuritis or my ophthalmologist, due to it being an eye thingy and not knowing if my cataract lens now needed to be laser fixed due to its fogging getting more so. Her decision was to contact the one who could take me first and historically it has been the eye doc and so I chose him! Actually, he has the power to check for either situation and so in reality it should have been a no brainer, but my brain although soft and mushy and laden with lesions and ischemias still has to know what you would do, i.e. a professional opinion, or not at times, when I make the mistake and decide for myself. And we all know how that can turn out. My exam went well, and both eyes were dilated, although I wonder why they bother with righty, since they know it doesn’t do anything, the bum. Any-who, I hadn’t been to see the good doctor since April, I asked, who can remember with our busy lifestyle, NOT! And he, after a careful examination and my input on my two theories; he felt that the optic nerve was just fine and the cataract lens was indeed cloudy. And he requested a return trip to see my surgery doc in a couple of days for another consultation to see if the laser surgery will be a happening thingy. The only problem since the visit is the rate in which my dilations have comeback, righty quite quickly and lefty still waiting. I suppose according to Hubby and the Internet not as much drops were put into righty and they that is the net, says that us blue-eyed gals or guys take longer to UN-dilate. Makes sense to someone, but I am not sure it does to me. We got out just in time to go to lunch at TGI Fridays where we get points and nachos and salsa and their two for ten dollars menu is a great deal, try it you will like it! From there, gas at Sam’s Club for the bargain price of $3.27.9 a gallon, five cents cheaper than any of the others we passed on the trail, Tamiami that is on the way up there. In the end answers were had by all and I again had an outing with another one coming up. Gosh, we jet setters sure know how to live, hmm, kidding, of course. There was a time when I did go over there and here and everywhere… and so I am still happy to be here where I belong and need to be at this point in my life… oh, where is that you so boldly ask, why at home with HUBBY of course! On that more pleasant note of how things can be better if you trust what you know to be your life and enjoy it, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy, happy good night, since last night I did forget to wish you a happy one I did two, and ask you to also kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Sunday, December 2, 2012

Cults and other imaginary concepts...


Today one of my Facebook friends posted a picture of nostalgia to her, a salt and pepper shaker of Tupperware’s collection and her Mom had a set, which I think gave her nice memories…but to me, a Jewish gal, I wanted to make the sign of the cross to ward off its evil spirits and this from a Twilight movie enjoyer… well, maybe, I better explain… When we lived in Oradell NJ back in the early 1970’s and I had just given birth to our eldest son, circa 1972 and at that time we lived in a basement apartment I had a Tupperware party there that consisted of all the usual items one buys at these things and many of their toys too, which forty years ago were inventive and new, learning toys and tough stuff, household storage items, you know the drill. How could any mom not purchase as many as her budget would allow, really? And so we all did. The woman doing the presentation knew my background in retail management and knew that I did not want to go right back to work, but tried very hard to sell me a bill of goods on how wonderful being a Tupperware lady and that it was like running your own business or some such sales pitch, after all friends this was forty years ago; could you remember all the details? Any-who, in those days I was still trying hard to be a people pleaser and the heck with my own personal feelings, boy have I changed… anyway…I acted as if that perhaps that some time in the future I might consider her offer to join the ranks of what was some type of pyramid of earnings and I might attain my own areas for sales and who knows what it was actually, its been over forty years…and so I said, maybe. For weeks she would call me with wanting me to answer her, and I would put her off with my indecisiveness and a newborn with colic, fine for a twenty-two year old girl, but not now at ripe ole sixty-two… for that I am more than sure. Hubby and I were also in the process of moving one hundred miles away and would be acquiring a new out of county phone number and so I thought that would be that, but little did I know that how relentless that gal would be! She tracked me down and called me for weeks while we were getting settled and finally I told her what I thought of her company by her description and how she felt the need to recruit me without true concern for me or my family! I called her operation a cult with desperate overtones…! Or some such, not so much descriptive adjectives as the ones above, but as I said it was over forty years ago. I felt stalked, but when I think back now perhaps not telling her my intentions exactly was my own fault. Honesty, in this case being blunt and saying no right away would have been the right way to handle it, I think. Although, I do sort of remember saying it to her, but she wouldn’t take NO FOR AN ANSWER! Yes, I was stalked by a Tupperware lady, and just maybe she was a ho, no lady! She didn’t care about me and my feelings only about recruiting one more for her sales crew with promises of their own someday; a pyramid scheme, sort of. You do the sales, acquire a team and go to the top and they hire a team and on and on and all you eventually do at the top is count all that money coming in! Gosh, money, money, money, some things never change. Ah memories, albeit this one was not such a pleasant one. So let me close, sadly on a sour note, sorry, I’ll make up for it tomorrow… but allow me anyway to wish all of you a very good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Saturday, December 1, 2012

Mundane can be tame....


And sublime is just fine…but…practicality is reality. That is why some days we just do whatever we need to do and than it all gets done! No news here… I hear you yelling! Well, not really, but if I could, you would be, hmm? Sure you would be. Wait… uneventful can be rather interesting too…or not… it’s all in the way you tell it or embellish it…true? Which brings me full circle with what we did today; we went grocery shopping while the world mounted a rush into the malls! Actually, some also went to the grocery, since there was not a handicap parking spot to be had. But this time with our placard displayed way out in OSHCOSH no one parked on either side of our motorized chariot! Since until we figure out the logistics of me going with Hubby into the store in the wheelchair and a shopping cart and so I was on my scooter; apparently, my eyesight behaved as long as people kept their distance and they did and my thumb, the one Basilar arthritis needing surgery and keeping me up at night with my shoulders all were good in the sense of not causing me trouble for the hour it took to complete the task. Decency reins and so did politeness with excuse-me throughout the store, by the customers and helpful employees without attitude, only smiling ones; oh how I do love going into OUR PUBLIX grocery store. We were out of most everything and with it being the first of the month everyone in our age group understands our payday. Of course with the pension in yesterday I paid most of the bills and today our social security checks automatically deposited early too, which I set aside for the other bills for the rest of the month to be paid! Who knows how long this will be going on… with that FISCAL CLIFF looming down to the wire… it gives me chills and not the good kind. Sorry, to speak of doom and gloom but with out our additional paid into income we will be falling off a financial cliff like many others…in our situation. Not the closing I desired for tonight but also not as mundane as it might seem to some either…any-who allow me to be the first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you to kindly to count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear? PS NOW THE WESTERN PART of our country has to deal with severe weather, pray for all of them, and of course our friends up north who are still dealing with Sandy’s aftermath…so sad.

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