A malapropism and other grammatically incorrect not corrected grammar and spell check items

A malapropism is the misuse of similar sounding words, especially with humorous results. Norm Crosby, the comedian has a fine career from doing just that!
Which when you have a hearing impairment or auditory discrimination problems it is not that funny,… but here I am speaking of the former. I too have been guilty of doing this in the written word and in speaking too, but I have been told my hearing is no longer perfect.

May I ask the rest of the world why we think we have grammar and spell check systems built into our WORD programs?
It never picks up the differences in homonyms in the context of the body of the written work, there or their, plain or plane, are just two that it has never ever picked up to my knowledge, but wait there are more, they’re, Ta Da! And many more that elude me at this time…

Sadly, in my last night’s published post I did not pick up on another; ‘diseased’ instead of ‘deceased’ was written without me realizing that horrid mistake while speaking of Princess Diana! Of course, I reread it this morning and corrected it, but I supposedly have grammar check, but why didn’t it detect that; so way off, but in its wee brain I suppose it could be correct?
It baffles me why ‘they’ have the nerve to call it a ‘grammar check’; and I do know it is not as capable as a human editor, but what is one to do?
I always spell and grammar check with this WORD program that I write initially on here, nightly, before I copy and paste it to publish and I do believe I reread again and again, but GEEZ, I am only a one-eyed human and somehow, someway I always seem to find more mistakes, after! How embarrassing!
I am not that stupid, (keep your personal thoughts to yourself please) but I lose a little more of the brightness in my bulb whenever these oopses occur. (Again, leave that alone too)
And I was so thrilled to get nearly three times the hits of interest on last night’s blog offering, but now I don’t know if it was to make fun of my stupidity or to enjoy what I did write right, got that?

Moving on… and I do hope that this will be grammatically correct…
More aggravation from those if you need me to do anything for you medical suppliers of no other choice caretakers, ha!
I mailed in a prescription for my Dexilant 60 mg. for my GERD and that does not allow me to choke in my sleep medication, on June 4th to the company that I am receiving it from with the prescription I received from the doctor at the health department. But brilliant medical school practicing for decade’s doc did not put the quantity on it and he’s the one that told me that I should be dead if I had had MS for thirty years; my cousin is not dead and was diagnosed when she was twenty-seven and is now sixty-four!
Any-who, I do not like him and now when the fax for the mistake was sent out on the fifteenth to him, the company insisted that they did not receive my mailed out prescription until the thirteenth and it takes them twenty-four to forty-eight hours to process, and yet when they faxed my doctor last week, seven days ago on the fifteenth they did not receive a response until yesterday, mind you by fax!
Sunday night I will be out of this medication that keeps me from choking in my sleep and I am at my wits end.
They did take pity on me and said they will ship it over night that is over Monday night meaning I should receive it by Tuesday! Monday night is my worry.
I did what I was told, I mailed it within the time constraints I was told to do…and yet I have found depending on others never seems to work!
But I did call before tonight, on the fourteenth and they said that they received it the day before and that I should have it before I ran out!
Am I crazy or is this not right?
Watch how you answer this; most probably would say yes to both, but take a breath and rethink, I beg.
Hubby suggested that I try and call Monday for them to send a prescription for one pill to my pharmacist to hold me over, but I doubt they would do that…!
They don’t like me, since I don’t like how they treat me and I seem to have no other choice financially to go elsewhere… But maybe that is why they tried to charge me that $130.40 for my bill thinking it would make me try elsewhere?
Sure some places charge less I know my own neuro charges around $42-62 a visit and so does my ophthalmologist now if I could only find a similarly priced GP that would be able to take me?
Don’t they all get the big bucks from the insurance companies? Than why can’t they have a heart for us who don’t have insurance?

Tonight, I once again leave you in a confused state of my mind… but even with that, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share those overages and we will too!

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

Granny being bullied, Prince William getting a princely inheritance and the candidates trying hard to win the...

Votes from our Hispanic Floridians at the Latino Conference and so they all have managed to attain a location in Central Florida to hawk their wares, i.e. themselves and what they can do for all people of Spanish heritage, and that is in Lake Buena Vista, where Disney properties are, although the media insists on calling it Orlando, which in reality it is not!

Back to my first topic which irks most all decent folks… the bullying of a sixty-eight year old hearing impaired woman, Karen Huff Klein on board as a school bus monitor of the children of the Greece, N.Y school system. Mrs. Klein held her tongue and gave the monster children more respect in that respect than they gave to her…
Unfortunately, the children on the bus, of middle school age, 12 to 13 I am told, should have been removed by whoever does that sort of thing or by whoever was filming the incident, which was a fourteen minute tape in all and was of course placed on youtube by someone named: CapitalTrigga, where it got the world to notice the horrendous injustice. Police are debating on how to handle the situation.
Mrs. Klein is asking for an apology and new bus route; bless her heart…Meanwhile the public set up a fund for her to take a vacation, which has topped off at more than 300K, as of this writing, original intention was for five thousand dollars!

Dear sweet sadly deceased Princess Diana, she will never ever be a commoner to me…left her eldest son in his inheritance, a princely gift, of a fifteen million dollar trust fund to receive on his thirtieth birthday and that happens to be today! Spend it wisely son or save it for a rainy day! What luck, it is raining here in Florida!
His Mom and I had shared the same birth date, so I always felt that kinship to the family…kidding, we aren’t related at all!

Now that I straightened you all out on that… let’s discuss that rain that we so badly needed, but oops here we go again with that old adage, be careful of what you wish for…hmm?
So far, we have had over an inch and half, today, not counting the nearly half inch from yesterday and they say more is coming and even a slight disturbance in the Gulf that needs to be watched, that in ‘meteorologist speak’ means it could be something or might not be anything, huh?
But we have been warned to stay tuned and do diligence to watch, watch, watch these possible occurrences of who knows what?
Chris was our first hurricane in our hemisphere but has gone up and way out to sea…thankfully.
We always have the baddies start up in the Gulf of Mexico for us on the west coast…
If this one should develop it will be named Debby, sounds more like a college cheerleader than a nasty storm that could destroy all you hold near and dear!
If you are keeping track so far we had two tropical named systems Alberto before the season was legally begun in May, then Beryl who met the criteria of a tropical to attain its standing in weather history and you all know about Chris, now if Debby is anything we will hear more about her over the next few days, no cone of uncertainty yet, but that would be this weekend and that starts tomorrow, oh no!
Stay tuned…

On that cliffhanger sort of ending to tonight’s jibber jabber allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all your blessings and we will too!

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

Happy Summer Solstice all, that is in this hemisphere of the world...! Our longest day of the year, spend your extra lighted time wisely, huh?

That first day of summer, does it really mean what it used to?
Lazy days? Warm weather? Time to go out and enjoy the out of doors?
SURE! For many who live under rocks... not in our world where weather has no time zone anymore! Or rhyme or reason of when it should be cold or hot, hot, hot...? Global warming is a real possibility and no one knows what season it is anymore by the temperature of the air. All I know is that it gives us all a level playing field and no one has to move from where they are to enjoy all its benefits of warmth when it should be cold or even scary weather; when it never should ever have happened where they are... it can.

Like today, here in southwest Florida, it was eighty degrees Fahrenheit this morning and then dropped down to seventy-six after it was rain cooled. Although, this Spring it was ungodly warm even for us with many days in the nineties!

Most summers here are in the eighties until rain cools us off, while to our north pretty far north, actually the northeast and upper east, New England and Midwest and west, west they have quite a few days in the nineties and sometimes even in the hundreds in their summers!

Not that I am complaining with our cooler temperatures, it is quite refreshing, that is 80’s and 70’s and at least it doesn’t usually freeze here, oh we have had that but not too often.

You know most of this conversation is a moot point since nearly everyone here has air-conditioning in their homes, cars, stores, schools and buildings where they work. I think it is a law or something here, health ordinance.
Yep, that’s it; it is unhealthy to be too hot!
Now get your minds out of the gutter, what I meant is it is dangerous in the respect you can die from too warm weather, just like too cold.

It is against the law to leave an animal in a car here due to that very thing and sadly some stupid/ forgetting parents have left babies and children in their cars with the windows closed and doors locked, and death occurs in moments! We have all heard this on the news, yet it still happens.
Up north, in Chicago, I recall a few years back when several elderly people either did not have air-conditioners or couldn’t afford to have them on and they all died… so very sad. So check on your elderly friends and neighbors up there please!
Public buildings I do believe have cooling systems that they can go to if not by you, malls, grocery stores, theaters etc…
Here since we are known for warm weather it is more unusual not to have one central cooling system or in lower income areas window or wall units.
Many here have both, for subsequent logical need to be cool…venting in older homes varies, thus the need for adding those little ones. Even not a bad idea with power outages if you have a generator to turn that one on, we have two gas driven generators bought after Hurricane Charley, who knew gas would go up so high.
We have considered just that.
Like wood burning fireplaces, up north, in that too cold weather when the power goes out.
We have had many fireplaces, in fact in three out of five of our homes and two of those were here in Florida!
And once it was used for just that thing in Ormond Beach for a winter power failure, how about that?
But that was north central Florida and since we have been this far south it has never stayed that cold for too long in the winter, and yes we do have central heat too, but no power outage for that long and we have been on this coast for over seventeen years.

Any-who, my point is that you never know and we all should enjoy whatever our days bring to us and act accordingly to however our personal body temperature can handle whatever we get.

On that gotta get geared up for anything possible lament, 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 those overages and we will too!

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

Eggplant parmesan, tossed green salad, and baguette = DINNER!

Now I do know that there is a resurgence of an idea to make Monday’s meatless and today is Tuesday, but what the heck, hmm?

Economically, it is a fine idea to save a few bucks. Especially when fresh, reasonable, produce is readily available this time of year, either from your own garden or the grocery or the Farmer’s Market; where our veggies came from, for this particular meal.

Our menu was simple eggplant parmesan, tossed green salad with a homemade vinaigrette and a baguette.
All in all it was simple and concise and delish, for just the two of us; a bargain, a healthy eat-in meal.

Today, our Skipper had his hair cut and so did Hubby, and our canine pal's is more than three times the cost of Hubby’s, but of course Skipper gets a manicure and a pedicure and full bath, styling and blow dry, along with other private parts expressed…

His groomer is new to him, but he appeared to have a fine time. The other one that he went to for years had a tizzy fit yesterday when Hubby first brought him into there and dropped him off… He said to Hubby we will make him have the Bichon cut if he isn’t too matted, which later the nasty man confessed our little darling wasn’t matted at all!
He also did not check his log very well since he said that Skipper hadn’t been there since November!
And I had it, my proof, in my check book, since they only take checks or cash for eight years we went there, and my proof was that he was there less than three months ago on March 30th! I called this man when Hubby contacted me
from his destination’s parking lot, the barber shop he goes to. I used to cut everyone’s hair from the time we were married, even the boys when small into their teens, but since my hands are not too swift for the last few years Hubby has been going to a BARBER, due to my fear of cutting him instead of his hair.
Any-who, Hubby was the one slightly concerned with the way the man seemed annoyed and so I called him back to let him know that he was mistaken.
And he argued with us that we should be taking him in every six weeks now, but as handsome as a Bichon Skipper is, he is not a show dog and does not compete and financially with our income that would be difficult, at one time we could afford it, but not these days… and so, I felt that we could let his hair grow a bit; after all he was bathed in the interim and brushed so for a while we did wait a month or two longer… but this time it was less than three months! And this was his fourth haircut since last fall, when he won a freebie one and then the November and then March and then…yesterday would have been less than three months but the man was calling me a female dog, yes, the 'b' word on the phone and so I called back Hubby and asked him to pick up Skipper and get him before that man hurt him!
I was shaking, after all no one has spoken to me with that kind of language in a very long time!
I quickly called our vet and asked her receptionist to recommend another groomer and she did and asked me why and I told her and named the place and she confessed that he spoke to her the same way and that’s why she no longer goes there!
It is D & D dog grooming in Port Charlotte and the owner is a nasty mouthed man, who doesn’t seem to care to keep long time customers at all… Now the tech/receptionist, Sherrie, at our vet's office gave me the name of the other she goes to now and I did try calling but there was no answer, and I gave up.
Hubby recalled the one on this side of route forty-one actually much closer than even the other and they even have a kennel if we need be and they are called Paws R US and so today Skipper tried it and liked it and he actually looks great and came home with a big smile on his face with his fluffy

pretty handsome dog for an eight year old, hmm? That’s like fifty-six in our years, and he flaunts his age well!
This new groomer, i.e. for us, also has better scarves, lately the other wasn’t giving them out all of the time, and these are more vibrant colors!
He’s all set for the fourth, early.

Oh last night was a real stinker, sleep wise…
“Up since 2-ish, choking in my sleep, couldn't lie down and so I took Pepcid (antacid) I am told to take two of them a day, guess I forgot one, had already taken my Dexilant (for GERD) after dinner as always and I had two cups of hot green tea in the wee hours, but nothing worked so I played Dominoes, checked emails and everything else. Googled possible help sites, always goes back to MS with lesions, frustrating this throat thingy, neurological due to that.
Some blame it on the hypothyroid, which I also have that too... I really felt like if I didn't get up I would choke in my sleep, scary!”

My usual TMI to ole pal with again an interest in my nocturnal benefits, too kind.

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

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

PS I am still waiting on my new total on that medical bill and called again today but no one called back yet…oh well…

Conversations of silliness can lead to BIG mistakes of not getting it!

Most of you have friends from childhood I bet, and when you talk to them you may revert to that child-like behavior of your youth, hmm?

Although, when talking long distance on these techno marvels we usually use the aspects of them that we have become most familiar with… for me, sadly it is as simple as using my email or messaging.
For others it may be texting, Skype or Twitter.

Some things are nice to know that albeit we have evolved into these masters of our own universe in the techno wars… We, as individuals all have our limitations on how we decide to communicate, and with that said… My ye ole chum and I send silly and bizarre emails to one another, in fractures of ye ole English and other languages that we had studied or not…using translation apps.
And on and on we go being our youthful fun loving selves…

Little did I realize that our innocent game could cause a miscommunication with an actual not so funny occurrence?

To my dismay and ridiculousness of going on and on about most everything, hey, it’s keeping this gig alive, hmm?

Any-who, when she innocently asked me, “Did you get enough sleep last night? My response was: “More importantly; did sleep get enough of me? :)
With Nocturia, night, relieving of ones bladder, due to having to drink enough liquids to not dehydrate yourself from all the medication that requires one to drink plenty of fluids, other than getting up to NOT flood out the sleeping quarters. I suppose that with those journeys to the toilette with usually a count of three or more nightly episodic motions. Yep, I remained within the environs of my resting horizontal positioning until approximately six of the thirty of the morning of today-ith, huh? TMI, as thee usual...
And how was your sleep upon your bedding of the night of fullfillment or tiredness, duth yours too quenched-ith and resolve that desire of rested? :) Me hope-ess that thee were!”, since the previous one I had gotten up for the day at 3:37 A.M. mostly due to pain… And so with a polite question, of equal concern for her respite of the night…I asked how she had slept, you see with her being a caregiver for her Mom Clara, who did get a great report from her cardiologist that she is doing great! I know that she has quite a bit on her plate… I do believe that sleep could be of concern for her too.

Any-way, today my ole buddy who works for her city still, a few days a week and she did not receive my response to her question until she arrived home, and her response also in the same silly fractured ye ole English as mine, was more disturbing… “Thy repose was not as resplendent as thy would have seeketh or thy wanted but I woke up anyway-ith. Mine eyes were hurtith after I took all of Mom's meds this break of dawn and hied to the loo-ith, stuck my finger down my throat over and over until thy releaseth the stuff. All day long I thought my eyes were going to pop out and hit the wall. Thy will sleepeth better during the darkest hours of tonight-ith. :)”
Now at the time I did not realize that it was a BIG mistake, since I hadn’t seen her in quite some time and I knew that she had been through the deaths of two of her family members, one her husband and the other her sister, and her Mom’s recent heart surgeries adding to those eye diseases causing near blindness for dear sweet Mom…I thought when she wrote: that she took her Mom’s medication and spent the night trying to get them out of her after she realized what she had done, by the only means effective, vomiting…

I bet you too all jumped to the same conclusion, but no, thank heavens; it was a mistake of exhaustion more than anything else! I wrote back asking in non-broken regular English “it was a mistake and are you alright?”

This dumb computer, for some reason, doesn’t always let me know when I have emails and so when I noticed there was no response I called her via landline and then hung up, since once again I did have email but on my welcome screen it did not show that I did! The note was short and to the point, “I'm still ALIVE!
Yes, I would say that was a mistake. There I was, putting all Mom's pills in the little silver cup, just like I do every morning, chatting away, then got myself a glass of water and took them. Needless to say I skipped my own meds after that.”
She had called me in the interim seeing that I had called, probably on her caller I.D. Anyway the main thing is that hearing her voice was a good idea; all in all it was more reassuring than emails will ever be…!

That’ll teach us all… emotion and full understandings are never ever the same as when you hear that person on the other end of that old fashioned cell phone line or landline…!

Disclaimer:
Now, hopefully, I will not anger her, since in reality she is anonymous via her identity never ever being truthfully divulged including her Mom’s, no one knows for sure, but I do have a tendency to change the names to protect the innocent or not so innocent, hmm?
And there are times when I should have, but didn’t, got that?

On those last few words of mass confusion or slight of hand…allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too!

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

Father's Day, Edgar Rice Buroughs, another nice day of enjoyment....

Learning is an ongoing process; nothing new there, hmm?
Sure everyone knows that and realizes that no one can possibly know everything, and sometimes we even might forget what we knew once before and that it has gotta be stored somewhere in that melon that we call our heads that has an organ, get your minds out of the gutter, in it called the, ‘brain’! Yup, that’s what they call it whether you have an I.Q. barely discernable or one that breaks all the charts skyward, huh?
Yes, why even the Scarecrow in the Wizard of Oz had one, but didn’t know it.
I suppose with the way the world is some days many also forget that they have one too, hmm?

Now with that said, we as a mass unit of humans, nearly seven billion strong, yep, with a ‘B’ we must call upon our desire to access what this magical organ holds for each and everyone of us or just try to remember what we had been taught as school children from our earliest remembrances…
Yes, perhaps in the womb, sure I spoke to my sons when they were in there, and I do believe that was the last time that they listened to me, bud dump, bum…KIDDING!

Any-who, my point is that we were all taught that Edgar Rice Burroughs, wrote the Tarzan series, but what I cannot recall if I was told that he also wrote the Jack Carter, in Mars one too?
I was fascinated to find that out, since Hubby had chosen the Jack Carter recent movie to see last night, and it is science fiction, yep, of so long ago by this amazing man with an impressive melon if I do say so myself. And to know that he has been gone, OK dead, since a few months before I was born, actually March 19, of 1950, amazing!
He not unlike Jules Verne was a man before his time… and consequently I recommend this movie heartedly!
It was a big wow! And the beginning of Hubby’s journey into today, you see we watched the movie last night.
Today, I served Hubby breakfast, simple but good an egg and toast. And next we set sail, a figure of speech in this case, although we always seem to have power boats not sail ones, but we left via auto… anyway, after breakfast we went down south to our History Park on the corner of Shreve and Henry Streets in Punta Gorda AKA River City.
Every Sunday they have a Farmer’s Market and this time we went prepared with cash and a cooler and made a beeline to the produce, although they were all kinds of vendors there from plants to candles and everything in between. We bought, plum or I should say plom (misspelled by the vendor, PS he also spelled plum, plom), the tomatoes, romaine, an avocado and an eggplant, green onions, radishes, the size of a baby’s head, not really, but almost, and gorgeous peaches; all for $16.50! Healthy stuff and helping the local farmers, a win, win!

There are four houses there now, it has been a slow process but the land has filled in nicely since the acquisition of the two acres back in 1994.
"In May of 1995, a lease was signed between the city of Punta Gorda and Old Punta Gorda (a.k.a. Punta Gorda Historical Society) for a term of 50 years at an annual lease of $1.00 a year." The Park is on city property. Buildings belong to PGHS. The eldest of the lot is the Trabue Land Sales Office circa 1885, next is the Cigar Cottage from the 1890’s, and The Price House circa 1914, and lastly is the one under renovations now and they could used your donations to finish this project which is the Quednau/Hindman ca 1925. The gardens are noteworthy too and try to be historically accurate with the floras chosen to encompass the park.

From there we had lunch at the Fish Market at Fishville AKA Fisherman’s Village, Hubby’s choice.
And from there we went for a drive, feeling not too badly with gas prices plummeting to 3.21.9 a gallon; who would have thunk that would be considered lower, five years ago, hmm?
So we went the scenic route home Bayshore Drive along Charlotte Harbor from there we went over to the Beach Complex where you can temporarily park for free, we can always with our handicap status, but everyone else can right now until they fix their meters, so hurry up and enjoy the freebie!
There we have an Olympic size lifeguard-ed pool for a few bucks you and your friends can enjoy; there is the sandy beach to swim in the harbor and also boat docks and launches too. And don’t forget the tennis courts, basketball and volleyball as well as bocce also. Snack bar and pavilions for families to enjoy with barbecues included bathrooms of course and outdoor showers, holy cow!
Sounds like a great place to go to with friends and family!

Oh that’s right before we came to Port Charlotte where the Beach Complex is we went over to the Ponce De Leon Park in Punta Gorda where the animal preserve is, yes a miniature zoo like place for injured local wildlife… we didn’t go in but if it was cooler than the 91F it said on our car digital info; we might have, since its occupants always change.
At the park there is a small amphitheater for nature classes and there is a walking path/wooden bridge to check things out as well as a pavilion and another little beach.
We drove through all those afore mentioned, but gosh for any of you who want something to do we sure have a lot of choices!
Last stop was Publix for only about a half dozen items and I waited in the car since my blue rider was tapped out battery wise, although Hubby charged it.
It must need a new battery after all…?
We will see…

On that way to much information but in a good way, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to all those Daddy’s out there A VERY HAPPY FATHER’S DAY and always kindly count those blessings and share those overages and we will too!

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

PS our son that we usually see, could not come down, but did call and that was the cherry on top for his daddy!

Spontaneity, looking for the bright side, and trying hard not to punt...

Being able to be flexible for doing things, (get your mind out of the gutter) at the drop of a hat; is called, being spontaneous or being not involved in anything else therefore being available for whatever anyone has in mind that you might be interested in doing or that they might talk you into doing, okay, ‘spontaneity’! Got that?

I enjoy being spontaneous as any other gal would or should, but lately those choices have gotten smaller… go out, stay in, go here, go there, go into the pool or stay out of the pool, blinds up, blinds down, watch the rain or keep the sun out…you got that?

What has happened to MY spontaneity in MY life?
The craziest thing I have done lately is order sweet and sour chicken off the China King menu, instead of anything with shrimp.

Adventures, where are my adventures?
I can’t be tapped all out, can I be?
Yes, I do realize that I have limitations with my challenges the PC thingy I am supposed to call my inability to walk only with an aid or see only half of the world with one eye functioning, but hey, I’m good! All smiles, martyr here, can you see my wide grin?

Life is a laugh a minute, especially when I do those gyrations in the pool without any music, oh you thought I was talking about spasms, nah they have been renamed to make you all feel more comfortable…
One of the organizations that care for this particular fun filled laugh a minute ill has requested that we with this particular joyous disease that has no cure to date, but can be maintained with a boatload of medications. They, this organizations send out a newsletter and magazine and they actually requested for us who have this thing, that some do not call it as it is, they have asked for us to write about the positives of dealing with this albatross or should that be a dove around our proverbial necks, nah a dove is too small the latter was correct, called Multiple Sclerosis and its upside?

How dare they!
Do they think that most people can manage this disease with grace and dignity?
I suppose many do.
But are those too good to be true people in denial or have they felt that that is the only way others will associate with them?
Sure, I wonder what tact to take, whining is not flattering, but is going the other way honest?
Of course we all must find a happy medium, but not be made to feel worse when we SAY THAT WE ARE DOWN and need to feel the love; not be ignored.

Many illnesses are respected for what they can lay claim to.
Tell someone you have cancer and people rally around you waiting to see how it will all turn out…until you are in remission then they say Geez you beat it, no more pity parties for you! Not out loud, but inside they sometimes do; I hope not.
Sure, you’re a survivor, and that should count for something…If you horribly don’t survive at least they were there, hmm?
Everyone feels great about that, no regrets all around.
But have a chronic disease that lingers and boy, sympathy, try and get some after the initial inaugural of the pronouncement… well, besides being asked how you are when seen by them or phone calls or emails…silence if you say alright and gotta go; if you are honest… sadly true.

Oh, you say it's because I have a tendency to go on, and you are definitely right!
Getting a life in this condition is not as easy as many may think, but I am working on that with my big move back into something I love, volunteering, at that free clinic, once a week, as a patient advocate.

Reading used to be my outlet for discussion with people but with these eyes not working too well that joy has diminished and books on tape are for people who know how to listen well; still working on that one.
I do love DIY projects, but Hubby is put into action too much with my ideas, so I have to cut back a bit.
Crafts are fun too.
Perusing museums are limited in our last few years to a ten mile radius of our home, but I am hopeful that time and creativity may change that…our county that I am referring to, that is.
The desire is there, I have heard it being discussed.

And if Mote Marine builds their aquarium here, in Punta Gorda that would be wonderful and we would definitely go to that and a water park here in Port Charlotte, but no, we would not go to that, but others would.
At one time someone wanted to donate property for a botanic garden on the Peace River, but I haven’t heard anymore about that one, if that came into being, yep, I would go to that one too, on a cool day that is.

So the potential is there in my ten mile radius I just have to wait it out and then they will come? HA!
See, a positive thought about what I would like to do, and so much more… we used to have an antique mall that Hurricane Charley took away that would be great to rebuild it where it had been, right on this side of bridge, right alongside the Peace River again, so much potential and so many ideas…

Oh, that is for our area and for me too!
I suppose you could say that like everything else we are all works in progress, hmm?

On that upside of what life could and should be, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share those overages an we will too!

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