Pizza anyone?

For years and years we have been ordering our occasional pizza from Hungry Howies, our very local one right here in Port Charlotte.
Hubby called in the order this late afternoon for a large works one for just ten bucks!
But within seconds he called back to tell them he had forgotten to say thin crust… And he was told it was too late it already went into the oven! For health reasons, I know we found the thin crust less harmful to us with so many problems, and we don’t eat it everyday but when we do we try for thinner.
Basically, what the fellow who later told me that he was the manager but then he told Hubby to either take it or leave it;
Hubby being disgusted hung up, and I asked if I could call them back and cancel and Hubby said sure.
Yep, I called back and asked to speak to the manager, who as I just told you was the same rude kid that said that to Hubby. The reason I mentioned that we didn’t want it now was a realistic fear that someone might spit on it! You know I am right, we have all heard those stories.
He said that it has already been charged to our account and would take three business days to be refunded.

Hubby got on the computer and acquired the phone number for the corporate office in Michigan, but the office was closed it being Sunday and all. Meanwhile he also happened to notice that of all the Hungry Howies in the local area were listed and that ours had only one star while the other two had, five and three stars each, hmm, tell you something?
Little did we know that, I do believe this child manager was a new guy, since we never had this problem previously.

Having that need for comfort food delivered we tried hard to find another pizza place, Luiggi’s that had their prices go up quite a bit over the last few years; originally they had been our favorite. And so I called them, and immediately asked, thinking perhaps that maybe that they had a special or not too much more than others today, as I said it had been years and so I inquired for the price on their thin slice with two toppings? And they put me on hold, for over ten minutes!
I hung up and Hubby and I reconnoitered and decided we would call our favorite Chinese restaurant, China City, which answered and took our order right away, and delivered our order in record time! Some Chinese things are better than others, so there, and ha!
Hope these comments don’t cause more controversy about Chinese products or such…kidding!

Any-who, they’re few of my faith who can go even a month without Chinese cuisine that is not to say that we do, we have been known to go for years without.

Moving on… dinner is a meal we always usually share making, or taking turns nightly.
Most breakfasts and lunches are our own choices, and we unite for dinner.
And so although we usually eat in more than out… sometimes when we are both truly exhausted we choose to call up and eat in… Hubby’s back is his disability and why he retired early, while mine is a multitude of ills, as most of you know… and so not to feel guilty when one prepares more often than the other we give it up to the outside world with the thought of helping the local economy also in the end, a twofer!

On that TMI for the evening, 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 those overages and we will too!

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

There's a sun up in the sky, but I don't know why, stormy weather... me oh my...

“Don't know why there's no sun up in the sky
Stormy weather
Since my man and I ain't together,
Keeps rainin' all the time”

The actual lyrics to that wonderful old song, thanks to:Just copy and paste this site:
http://www.lyricsfreak.com/b/billie+holiday/stormy+weather_20018077.html#

My rendition is slightly different and my man and I are still together and he is right here, just in the other room, actually!

Fear reigns high too with the crackling of lightening and the booming of thunder, scaring the ‘bejeebers’ out of me and I bet you too!
A word that is also of a terminology that is circa proper, but of a time long gone by...

Sometimes I wonder if I was reincarnated with my older than me knowledge of such words, although it could be the wonderful Saturdays watching thirties and forties movies on channel nine, WOR TV in New York and the program of Million Dollar Movie, all those years ago in the 1950’s and 60’s and its offerings…Oh, or perhaps having parents much older than all my friends parents, at least ten to fifteen years older than theirs… or perhaps all those old mysteries I so enjoyed reading, who knows…

But sometimes I wonder why, ya know?
That is, why I know some things…
I kid, not irrespectively of being on occasion, nearly that I am an Idiot Savant with knowing answers, miraculously, on Jeopardy that I do not recall learning in school.
Hubby wonders too, a bit odd.

It is just plain fun to try to come up with the right ones, and those puzzles on Wheel of Fortune too we both enjoy, old people’s stuff, and something my parents used to watch, perhaps, only a tradition?

There are worse ways to waste time, and not as educational I suspect, but as we all know mindless entertainment helps us chill in horrendous times…
We all need diversions to take time-outs from our own realities then… And there is really no harm in that, and mentally or emotionally a more helpful way to come back to a situation to deal with it later on. I presume that you would come back to it as we all must, bad things that need attention rarely, if ever, go away, really!
You all know that, I am more than sure.

Our weather has calmed considerably since I shut this techno marvel down earlier.
It took a long lull for me to turn it back on even with it being on a surge protector I feel safer shutting down, not unlike many of you too!

Moving on…
Aurora Colorado brought out all the heroes again and people to talk to one another and feel closer in a harsh reality of a horrible mutual circumstance.
If that is what can be considered the silver lining in a dark stormy cloud, I suppose any and all spins are worthwhile to think about… when sadness and horror continue to try to take over.
Did that make any sense?

People are reacting like they did after many other similar caliber disastrous moments with proving to be fearless to go to the theaters and to show that being afraid is not a good emotion and that no one can take any of our freedoms away!
Theaters mostly are taking precautions for safety though and many are not allowing costumes with masks in.

Whatever it takes I say.
The most important thing is to do whatever your comfort zone is.

Years ago, Hubby and I chose to rent movies at home, since neither one of us are comfortable in theaters any longer.
Mostly due to having to get up often for lavatory breaks or just to stretch or what have you, and cost effectively we found watching in the comfort of our own home to be more practical, money-wise.

Everyone does their own thing, which I do believe is wonderful! And don’t stop and don’t ever let anyone or anything prevent you from doing what you truly want to do and are capable of doing.

On that note of a wee bit of preachiness, 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 those overages and we will too!

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

Another senseless tragedy and the feeling of helplessness,again...

Mornings come and mornings go, but no one ever forgets when your day begins with news of another horrendous obscene inhumanity to man from another individual man. The count is twelve dead, 59 injured in Aurora Colorado.All due to a shooter at a midnight in a 16-plex-theater showing The Dark Night, a Batman movie, in theater 9.It was playing in four of the theaters there.

What can one say, not a thing, but prayers for the ones in the hospitals and condolences for the families and friends of the dead, mostly children and teens.

No one could have known what was in the mind of the shooter, James Holmes, a twenty-four year-old, a drop out student of neuro-science, PhD student until a month ago.
Minds, of genius are often twisted.
And I am not saying that was his, no I do not want this cold hearted SOB to escape whatever punishment he rightfully deserves with a plea of insanity!

All those witnesses will surely be able to get justice served.

The alleged shooter, I know, but for legal reasoning I must state it that way, although we all know, also set up his apartment with explosives and trip wires, but told the officers.
And so, so far no one has been hurt by its overwhelming capabilities to destroy so much more, lives and his apartment building too. They have evacuated all the people who live in it, but still are waiting on the professionals to handle this delicate situation.

So many questions to be answered, like: why did he let the police officers take him in, since he was dressed in full protective gear to fight to his death or escape unscathed?
Why did he tell them about the trip wires etc. at his apartment?

This is not as usual as we have seen or heard about before.
None are ever exactly the same.
It kills me when the mayors’ tries to reassure communities with the same lament a single never happen again incident.
But I beg to differ with them, every time they say that it does happen again, may be not there but somewhere…
How truly sad that I have noticed this lie and no one else has.

There will always be people who are not all there in thought and deed for others, not just in war times but in peace times too.

Some want to blame the movies or TV with their violence for the lunacy of the few unstable people that go over the top with disturbing actions, sorry about that, and who take them for reality. I always believed that sex was not as severe an exploit, of course unless due to violence; while violence in itself is just not that entertaining and way too gratuitous with all the new CGI and so I prefer not to watch it.
But thankfully on either controversial topic infiltrated in our viewing they have not affected my behavior either way.
I suppose, I am more the norm than the miniscule amounts of persons that do not understand what is the difference between make believe and reality!
Although, I still think it is a cop-out to blame such things.

Our sons were able to watch most all films and have never committed a crime to my knowledge, kidding, never ever.

In closing, as the president said, hug those loved ones so much more than you could ever think of doing call them tell them what you think and why you care so much for them no matter what!

And don’t ever think that any tragedy has to remind you to do what he and everyone suggests, since we should all do it daily as part of our lives regularities…

On that note of so much sadness, allow me to 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?

Went on over to do something for the good today...

And it, as one could well expect was fulfilling and makes your heart sing to think that thing that everyone gives lip service to, about making a difference and that you can actually make it happen!

Being a do good-er is something to strive for in life and as we all know that we can often be on the other side of that the one needing that help ourselves, and so whenever possible turn that around to help others when able, even if not totally able yourself little things are possible. I'm proof of that!
We all need to know what that feels like to be on the giving end… sure working with a group for a worthy cause or offering to help the military, or an illness that tugs at your heart, etc… are all reasons to chip in physically or monetarily.
The reward is the hug from the person that you help that says thanks in volumes!

Today I went into the free clinic to help with finding those all too elusive medications that most cannot afford without taking out a loan that they may no longer qualify for and all those people who maxed out their insurance prescription coverage for long term illnesses or those with no insurance at all.

The reward is finding the pharmaceutical company that they meet the criteria for, and the molds are all unique to each one of them, that is the drug companies, no uniformity at all.

But there is usually one or more with programs that carry the medications for those people who without them will more than likely die from illnesses that can be maintained with proper medication dosing.

The patients today were two, one needed three medications, which two were found and accessed immediately, while one was not easily accessible. In fact I did continue on the search of the manufacturer when I got home, and I found three in the generic form for this serious medication for tumors.

The second one was for a person that only needed one prescription and that person got it all signed properly while we were still there so it could be faxed to where it had to go to; nice to know that one was on its way.
Many have to go snail mail.

Before I left, my trainer told me that we would be working again next week with a couple of more patients. Geez, I think I am liking this!
It is only for about four hours in total, once a week but providing a service that in this economy and is definitely something this community really needs.
That alone is so rewarding to know.

It sure feels good to be back in the saddle again… figuratively speaking of course!

Sleep, last night, was the norm of getting up for the usual.
But I did stay there, not counting those mini interruptions, until nearly seven A.M. that’s a good thing I suspect.

I am blissfully tired now, and I still have hours of awake time to deal with… sure I will for I am destined to watch that mindless entertainment I so enjoy on the boob tube…why it’s Thursday, and I am so looking forward to The Big Bang Theory and now Two and a Half Men, has been moved to right after it oh how lucky can one get…

On that TMI and a bit of silliness, 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 your overages and we will too!

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

Rerun... with a bit of a different ending...

Just a couple of nights ago I wrote about awaking early, actually, in the middle of the night and not going back to bed thus sleep in my ‘2:18’ entitled blog.

Well, last night a similar situation occurred and that is why I should have entitled this one 1:00, since that is when I arose once again, but for a little different reason with a bit of a different finale.
This time, my tummy and my problem with choking in my sleep woke me from a semi-sound sleep, scary, yep, you betcha, I know. And I had taken all the proper medication vis-à-vis, my Dexilant as well as my Pepcid as prescribed.
But every time I tried to lie back down it would happen again and so I had no choice but to get out of bed and into here, again.
So here I sat at my very own techno marvel and commanded it to entertain and distract me, for there was not much else that I could do, since I did what I was told to do, and so all that was left was to sit in an upright position and hope for the best. I did think to drink a warm beverage and what I wanted was my decaffeinated green tea, but alas I could not find it in the pantry and so foolishly without much thought I poured myself a cup of coffee, whoa, big mistake!
Last thing anyone with tummy problems causing insomnia should do, but it was warm and did start out not too bad…

Not too soon after those first few gulps…
Highly acidic and notorious for keeping you/me wide awake if drunk at the wrong time of day or night!
So, one o’clock passed, two did too, three and even four and five too, moments seemed to move way too rapidly through the space-time continuum, but I finally found my green tea and made myself a cup and within twenty minutes I was feeling warm and fuzzy, having that sensation of my eyes not wanting to stay open and I moved my miserable self back into the bed where I belonged!

Next memory was hearing Hubby scurrying about and it was coming from the kitchen. Geez, I always beat him to the rise and shine and now he beat me!
I yelled, “What time is it?”
He shouted back, “A couple of minutes before eight!”
Oh no, I thought.
Half the day is shot.
But in a small way I was a bit relived that I had managed to sleep for a while, about two hours and forty minutes more than the few hours I had gotten in before being so rudely awakened by my pain!

My day began then and I decided to try and go into the pool once again, which I had not been in for a few days, since my ears and nose had been also misbehaving with sinus like yuck and earache like problems from the water in them, I guess?

Hubby had gotten me ear plugs but could not find nose plugs and so I tried hard not to let the water go in… but what fun is it being in the pool without a bit of splashing as you move along. Skipper, who I call my ‘pool buddy’ and he does make his own way in via the steps and swimming directly towards my open arms, he so enjoys being spun around, which is not that different from our sons, when they were toddlers, what a joy that was, ah memories.

When he gets out from his short dips, I do my range of motion exercises in two half hour intervals with a short break between on land.
Then I shower and change for lunch and have my Copaxone shot after, and on to grocery shopping full out, at least today that was on our agenda.

This sleep deprivation is very disrupting to me trying hard to be as healthy as possible; actually, it is counterproductive to anything I want to try in the positive realm.
Please, if any of you out there have any logical ideas on what to do with any of the afore mentioned problems, please tell me.
I do have my neuro appointment next week, and so I will be writing down a few of these ditties for her to ponder over. But lately she just shakes her head as if I should know that it is all just the way it is with all my ills or suggests seeing doctors' specific for each individual problem.
Oh well.

On that bewilderment of exhaustion, 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 and we will too!

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

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I am drawing a blank in my head on what to write.
YEA! I think I now hear all of you saying…could I be wrong? Hope so.
When you have nothing to say, talking about that is usually a way to get the ball rolling and words flowing, hmm?

Sometimes it works while other times it is just pure nothingness in a river of blankness...

Been there done that; too often to forget about it…
Gosh, I could tell you horror stories that would blow your mind.

Fortunately, no one pays me for this drivel so I am under no obligation to write one single thing and I don’t even have any word number limitations, true?

I do believe my only restrictions are on myself with how or what I do try to convey to you, the public… at large…

What does that mean, ‘at large’?
Well, let’s explore that since I got nothing else to do… Yep, it means free, at liberty, unconfirmed, on the loose, or dare I say on the rampage?
Also it means in general, on average, taken as a whole, in the main…so there you have it.

You are all there for me to take for your willingness to be taken…GET YOUR MIND OUT OF THE GUTTER!
And no, this is not the sequel to Fifty Shades of Grey, with innuendos deeply imbedded in the framework of my postings…or is it? You decide.

Suggestive or not, we in the writing field are usually more into building into our offerings a beginning, middle and ending with perhaps a cliff hanger to create a need for more, hmm?

My style is more of a modge-podge of no real beginnings or middles or endings and not too many cliffhangers that I can recall, oh alright perhaps one or two…but I’ll give you more whether you want any or not!
That gutter thing comes to mind… oops double entendre; see anyone can write sexy without even realizing it…!
Some people probably know what they do is for tantalization their reader to read on…
A hook, it is called and most know how to be clever or graphic in doing that amazingly and it is a true art form, which sadly I have never had the ability to flex that muscle, since unfortunately as we all know I suffer from my own self imposed, ‘cringe factor’.

This EL James when interviewed seemed so normal; she is a married mother of two teenage sons… an executive with the BBC, amazing mind with fantasies running wild within it, good for you lady! And I do say that with an inordinate amount of respect.

People are saying she alone may be responsible for the next baby boom! Geez, I never knew there was a shortage, bud dump, bum…

Maybe, her next volume, best seller, could incorporate, somehow the need for adoption, sure it’s not sexy, but too many children are parentless… the power of the pen and all, so I say why not! Just a thought from a woman who has no real power only ideas and opinions that sometimes no one hears, but, that’s okay… I do this for me!

I so enjoy reading in print anything that is mine…oh well… honesty is a good thing right?

On that narcissistic conclusion to a very not well thought out essay but with a few major points of call… allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count your blessings and share all your overages and we will too!

Next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Gosh I did it, heaven knows what it is, but I did do it, ha!

I am so upset!

Why?
You are so boldly asking.
Not really, but I can pretend can’t I?
Anyway, it’s way too embarrassing…

Oh, alright if you must know… worry wart here is very concerned… about the fate of American Idol!
Now that two judges Tyler and Lopez have quit and they are saying that Jackson is not far behind!
Boo hoo, sadly, for me, any-who, not really… it has become a bit stale these last couple of years in my book, too harsh you say?
Think about it… I’m waiting, even the judges got bored with it!
After Paula left and than Simon, that should have been the hint, hmm?
Downhill from there I do believe, rats deserting a sinking ship, maybe?
My main concern is for that untapped talent not having anywhere to showcase their talents, oh wait… I hear ‘The Voice’ loud and clear, and a few other clones that have had much better ratings these last few years, hoorah!
So no worries for me or anyone else I do believe.
It makes good copy, a shake up there and puts it back into the forefront with many possibilities with even the Queen of Soul possibly taking a thrown/seat, but alas just talk… and who really knows what will be…
Let’s face it wisdom and talent and R-E-S-P-E-C-T from a person like the above mentioned would be a wonderful asset and who knows even I might begin to watch again! That is if she was asked and consented to perform on a weekly basis, showing the kids how it’s done, so to speak.
But talk is cheap and who would the other judges be…there’s the rub… the other possibilities have not given me much hope for the show to survive.
The Queens of Motown would be great to monitor the new peeps, but what about Cher or Mick Jaeger, for Rock and Roll, and Dolly or Reba for the country perspective or even Garth, gosh the well ain’t dry… the possibilities are endless! What about some of those old runners up like Adam or winners like Carrie?
On and on and on… so there is hope at the end of that long dark tunnel of slowly crumbling ratings… and so in closing of this topic that I spent way too much time on…BREAK A LEG good ole American Idol, since even if you actually do, you can still chirp out a melodious tune each and everyone of you!

Now to my other interesting topic; Saturday night Hubby and I had this idea to have some barbecue ribs, but since we hadn’t any in the house or freezer or fridge we decided to look at our take out menus for two of the restaurants that don’t deliver but are just around the corner from our palatial manor…The one we had enjoyed eating in as well as taking out from has had steadily rising prices and the one just next door to it was slightly more reasonable, and so can you guess probably what el cheapo here did?
You got that right I called the bargain one.

And I called it in and they asked for our phone number and I obliged; they said that in fifteen minutes that it would be ready so Hubby waited and then went down there to pick them up… but, as luck would have it they only had a half an order! The rest was sold out!
Now most would be angry, especially when the young woman insisted she had tried calling to tell us that was the case… and Hubby asked her what number she called and found out that she had copied it wrong!
So Hubby called me to tell me the dilemma and I suggested since he was already there to order it from the one next door, and so I called it in and while he was in the parking lot I told him on our ancient cell phones, ten years old I believe but they still work, that they said ten minutes and that is how we got Wally’s Barbecue dinner that night for a few bucks more.
But wait there’s more!
While Hubby apparently looked dejected while in the original restaurant the young woman apologized and said that she would speak to her manager, and today…
I received a phone call at our correct number offering us a free all inclusive meal the next time we felt the urge, therefore desire for ribs, how nice?
I did say that perhaps I did not speak so distinctly while giving the number to the young woman and perhaps the young woman was not at fault, but she said no I want to do this, and this was the manager at The Goal Post restaurant…thanks Keri!

So on that interesting tidbit of who knows what, 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 all those overages and we will too!

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

PS both places serve delish ribs!