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!