Dow closes up over 10K!

Some things do happen for the good. The Dow Jones at 10,015.86 up 144.80, and the NASDAQ 2,172.23 up 32.34! Are we back? Well, we are to our high of a year ago. Not really, when things were really great we were at 14000, still quite a ways to go, but to hear it told Wall Street seems to think that we are getting there for sure.
Bully for them!
We got out of the market back the last time it went south in 1987, and we lost big bucks on Black Monday it was, and that wasn’t even as bad as the Black Tuesday one, October 29th 1929 crash way back when, the big one!

So when the market did go way down this time, we fortunately didn’t lose anything since we didn’t have anything in it to lose. And in an odd way that was good.
We, not so wealthy people don’t’ feel the losses that the rich do, since we have become jaded in our poverty. But have learned from when we did have a bit, not rich but more than we have now; if you cannot afford to lose it (money) don’t play it, the market that is; that is why it is called playing the market friends; it is a wild and wooly game of chance, bulls or bears included in that game. True security is not living beyond your means and paying your own way as you go.

New Topic: Casey’s ashes were brought home today by Hubby who went down to pick them up; they were in a red simplistic gold latched box. The funeral home, which also does handle human remains, they sent us a condolence card, and a packet of Forget-me-not seeds within it. I have mixed emotions about all that. I have always stated that when I leave here that I want to also be cremated, and that is why all of our loving pets have been. Now this might be odd to some who lovingly bury their pets in their yards and planted commemorative trees there too. But my fear is that some other creature might dig them up or we might move and others may just use the space to add on to their new home or some other type of construction, you know what I mean. And with all the horror stories on the news lately of cemeteries being dug up or moved elsewhere it gives me the willies just thinking about it, being buried in the ground, got it?
I know most religions think it is desecrating the body, including my own faith, but it is my own desire to be neat, clean and reasonably done away with, and I truly believe it is kinder to all family and friends and the world too as truly being green as you can get in that finale, the end, fini, right?

I will bid you all a good night and to all take care, be safe and count those blessings of yours, and I will desperately, nah, when I get around to it…look for mine!

We are now protected a little bit! And health bill is getting there,so we hear...

This morning I called my hookup for the flu shot at 10:20 A.M., wondering why they hadn’t called to confirm the eleven o’clock appointment I made yesterday evening.
And you know what they told me? They never call back to confirm; go figure.
Any-who, they said that we should come in fifteen minutes early to fill out some paperwork; I asked can’t we do this now on the phone, she said OK, and so we did most of it, but the young woman stated there would be another page to fill out once we got there and to come a few minutes early anyway. All right I said.

We got there late due to the fact that their parking lot entrance was cordoned off due to re-tarring the lot, and so we had to go all the way around the block but hit into some dead-end streets since we hadn’t been there in quite some time, oops!

Which did make us even more late, but so were they on getting started. We had one person ahead of us, and then it was our turn. Hubby was a brave soul and went first; without much ado but needy of a band aid due to some light blood, which he thought, was a lot and then it was my turn. I couldn’t decide on which arm due to them both hurting, shoulders that is, but my left is worse than my right so he did the right, the pharmacist that is. I didn’t know pharmacist could do this sort of thing. Oddly enough with even the fact that I take aspirin there was no blood what-so-ever, oddly a first for me!

So far, neither of us is seemingly to have any negative reaction, which I suppose is a good thing. And I do feel better protected, a smidge anyway.

Although, for some reason my right upper thigh has been acting up in the daytime, which is unusual; it seems to do that more at night. And so I had to hop, not literally, I actually slowly slid into bed this afternoon to have it go into a less compromising position of being bent sitting or slightly bent as in the recliner, straight out seems to be less painful, and I may have to close this early since it is starting up again in this sitting position, OK?

Today is a sad anniversary of my niece’s death; three years ago today she passed away from colon cancer at the tender age of fifty, less than two weeks from her fifty-first birthday on the twenty-sixth; of this month of October.
She was something else, as my dad would have said, and you are being thought of too, all of my loved ones that have gone to I hope a better place.

Good night to all and to all take care, be safe and count those blessings and I will think about new locations of where mine may have gone.

Today I finally think that I talked Hubby into...

Hubby has agreed to get a seasonal flu shot!
I am so happy and that makes one less worry for me!
But the disturbing part is that he was willing to take me in for it, and then I found him searching after that to see if the flu shot had killed anyone…huh?
He knows that for the last two years I have been getting one due to my susceptibility factor and I have had no flu and no reaction either, (if you are allergic to eggs you should not get a shot) this was just ridiculous on his part in my book, but then again he has agreed to get one too for me he says so he won’t give it to me, if he had gotten it. I was really surprised since I truly believed that he was way too smart to over think this one.

I do understand that the H1 N1 shot will be given out free for all who meet the criteria which I do, but I am not sure he does.

Any-who, I am happy that at least the minimal protection against the flu will be given to him as well as me. But my last two year free source doesn’t have enough, so even their volunteers have had to go elsewhere.
So I will be calling the local pharmacy and setting up an appointment for both of us! Done, I just called and we are set for11A.M., tomorrow but they will call back to confirm. Their charge will be $24.99 each.
Not too much for peace of mind.

People, I can not express my concerns enough for our fellow Americans and of course the rest of the world; people are dying from the H1N1 and we must all do whatever we can to stop it in its tracks!
Go to any site that has legitimate information, NIH.gov, CDC.gov, MAYO Clinic etc.

We all need to be proactive to not allow the flu to win!

On that note of concern good night to all, and to all take care and be safe, count those blessings and I will be on the look out for mine!

Sunday, October 11. 2009

After the day we had yesterday I can't say that uneventful is not nice.
Quiet would be an understatement, and non busy would be one too.
But, somehow that’s not so bad.
After all in many faiths Sunday is the day of rest.

I did accomplish a bit by getting two small loads of wash done today and I also went into the swimming pool too; the water was a toasty 91 degrees, in October! I bet you’re all real jealous!

No rain was in our forecast, although we are getting some right now.
I suppose that they the hotsy totsy weather mixed with the high humidity and something just had to give…well, now it has stopped once again, odd it sure made a big announcement that it was coming at us! It’s back…. Weird weather we’re having, but this is Florida, and I should know better that this is not unusual. It’s stopped again; crazy!

And people wonder why we are so different down here; could it be our funky weather systems?

When we first moved to Florida back in August of 1986 we knew that the later attitude of doing things instead of right now, was all part of the states charm, an island nature. But being northeasterners it took quite awhile to assimilate, and I kid the newbie’s that I still am, assimilating that is. In truth at this older age who doesn’t want to slow down somewhat? And my body took that cause up all on its own.

Talk about indecisive; big drops of rain are falling again! How can I tell they are big drops? By looking out the sunroom glass door out into our swimming pool, but I thought you all knew that! It looks almost the same as someone skipping a rock across a pond with the continuing ripples. The only difference is that our ripples are accompanied by loud booming roars of thunder!

With my concern for a possible power outage I will close for the night, and wish you all a good one, and to take care and be safe, and count all your blessings and I will try harder to ascertain where mine may have gone, OK?

The inevitable happened,Casey has been released from his horrible illness...

Today at eight A.M., I called Casey’s veterinarian’s office to ask if we could bring him in for perhaps another steroid shot and some anti-biotics. They said to come in at nine thirty.
Saturdays they are open half days.

Shortly after arriving we were brought into the examining room, and waited while the tech examined Casey, weighed him and took his temperature, his temp was normal but he lost more weight; he was down to six and half pounds. Nearly half of what he used to weigh, less than a month ago. The fact that he was now having problems eating; he wanted to desperately, but couldn’t not even drink the water he would just stare at it.
We waited for the doctor to come in, I knew what she was going to say since the tech could have administered the shot of steroids and given us the anti-biotics to take home.

Casey, could no longer eat due to the cancer metastasizing throughout his throat, thus the bloody discharge and mucous from his mouth that I had been telling them about by phone and removing by wiping away almost daily.
Doc said honestly if he were hers she would let him go, and so we did, and Hubby and I cried in her office, and in our car and all the way home and at home too, but we did do the right thing we had no choice, even knowing that it doesn’t make in any easier.

Casey the cat would have been thirteen this January, and his original bud Andrew the collie Shepard mix from the hurricane of the same name were both our younger son’s. He gave them to us when he went into the Navy back in 1998. But since he has disowned us for some horrid reason for over five years now his former pets were also my hope in seeing him again, Casey, himself was a loving affectionate cat, and he was my last connection to our younger son who won’t speak to us and we don’t know why. It’s so sad, and so you see why it’s not just the passing of Casey it’s so much more to me anyway. Does anyone out there understand what I mean?
It’s like my heart keeps breaking over and over again.
Andrew his dog also passed away back in 2001 from liver cancer at the age of nine.
So all his pets are gone now and he has no excuse to contact us, no connection to us in his way of thinking.
Mother’s of the world if any of you have an estranged child you know how I feel I am sure.
Any-who, that’s what has happened in our little world today, death, once again, so truly sad.

Good night to you all and to all of you take care, and be safe and count your blessings and I will try to dig deeper in my soul for mine, but for now I will be sad, please forgive.

Shoot the moon and the Pres talks peace and gets the prize!

Did you see it? No one did. We all were glued waiting for that large plume of spewing sparkling ice spread from that crater on the moon that we were promised, but we saw nothing, and everyone stared at each other wondering…but NASA says they saw it and that’s all that matters, really?
At least they haven’t requested a bailout, yet.

Our first African American and white (Never forget his Mom folks!) president has received the Nobel Peace Price for wanting peace! Now people are discussing the fact that he hasn’t really done that much in his nine months in office. Well, friends as a goodwill ambassador he has done plenty!
The world sees us again in a good light with our leadership in tact, and they are listening with a new regained respect! If that’s not something, what is? And all that in less than a year, bravo sir!

Today, I was back in the pool continuing with my three day a week plan, oddly enough it is still rather warm, but only since we have been having an unusual heat wave; nineties with indices nearing one hundred for the last few days. The pool was a toasty 86 with the solar panels off! Oddly enough, just yesterday we picked up the solar blanket from that discount store; well we are definitely prepared for those cooler temperatures, when our nights fall into the chilly sixties, brrr.

Casey, as I told you last night is hanging in there, but just barely. He is very thin although he is eating and demands his special prescription diet constantly. He comes up on my lap to snuggle, and I look into his helpless eyes and feel like crying because he looks to me to make it all better and I am powerless to change his fate. The doctor stated it right, we are running a cat hospice, and even with a cat it isn’t easy, and it is still tremendously sad and hard to do.
His pain medication, which I looked up and found out that it is a morphine based, is given to him twice a day by oral injection. But you can feel his previously muscular body that the cancer is literally eating him away. Since he can’t talk we have no idea when we should consider he’s had enough, but I am in close contact with his vet’s office by phone and speak to them often with each new thing that comes up.

We started out on an upbeat note and I am sorry that I brought you down, but as everyone whose lost anyone human or critter a like, death, is a part of life, and we will all eventually experience it. Wow! I bet you all knew that!

Good night to all and have a wonderful safe holiday weekend, and take care, and count those blessings and I am still looking, but who knows when I may find some?

Tonight, welcome folks!

How's that? Sounds friendly, “Welcome to you all, folks!” doesn’t it?
Regionally that might sound a bit too familiar or corny.
But down south that’s just plain nice to hear.

We as Americans who all supposedly speak the same language surely have a tough time communicating at times with one another, true?

Some would think with the advent of TV, which I have noticed somewhat there are people that have no longer any accents from their region, but of course many still do.

It would appear that in most transient states; such as Florida, Arizona and California, with what I call transplants from other areas that is the main cause for the homogenization of the indigenous verbal non-differences becoming widespread.

I suppose the heartland or what most would call the mid-west is where the most unique language would be utilized. I also noticed that years ago most mid country peeps taught there children to have very nice manners, and say yes ma’am and sir too. Youngsters (boys) opened doors for all females. Or could that just have been in the era of the1960’s that I am recalling?

Now I do know that in many southern and western states that guns are a welcome part of the home utilities; many people hunt and find them useful for that sport, and eat what they shoot. And it has not been unusual for young boys and girls to be taught the proper handling of such weapons from an early age. But for some reason I winced when a five year old accompanied by his proud father and mother all boldly smiling and bragging on this effort of the child who they showed just the head of his kill, which was a fourteen foot alligator appeared on the Today Show this past weekend. They happened to be from Texas, if that has anything to do with it? Is it me? Or is it the fact that a FIVE year old using a gun seems odd and wrong to anyone else?
I hate to put a damper on this child’s natural ability that made his two parents seem as proud of their son as if he won the Nobel Peace Prize or the likes, which to me would have been a great reasoning for pride, but this? It seemed just way too weird and horrible to me. I would love to hear some feedback on this.

Remember that Christmas movie that the child wanted a Beebe gun, and his parents kept telling him it could take his eye out? Well, I was definitely more like that Mom. Guns scare me. I always thought during my petite years that if I had one for protection it could have been taken easily away from me and used against me. That’s why I could never see any use for them. Far as hunting goes I couldn’t see eating Bambi or Porky, and so that wasn’t my thing either.
I felt shooting off my camera lens at those critters was a better idea.
Although, I have been known to fish, but even if the rod misfires you can still pretty much make it out of that situation alive, but with hooks in this or that as a possibility. But we still have been known to catch and release and take photographs of those fishes too!

I guess it could be my remembrance of Western TV Shows as a child growing up in the fifties and sixties; we all played cowboys and Indians in those days. Good guys and bad guys and the so-called good guys were the ones who killed the bad guys, horrors now when I think about that, same game with cops and robbers and army or war. Death was always a game not a reality in our childhoods, and so when real killing occurs it does give me the willies. Inner city kids deal with that reality everyday. It just seems wrong for it to be considered a sport, like baseball, hockey or something, doesn’t it? Violence in video games is not reality, but psychiatrist believes it attributes to childhood violence. I beg to differ none of my friends who played those good guy/bad guy games grew up to kill as far as I know. I believe it is the reality of killing that promotes violence, and parents misguiding children into thinking a gun is a necessary part of life, but that’s just me.

Change of topic: We did go out today and did many errands in case you were wondering with my side stepping my own reality with this jabberwocky of mine, but common place things aren’t as interesting, true?

PS Casey the cat is hanging in there.

Good night to all and to all take care, be safe, and count those blessings and I will try harder to find mine; they have to be around here somewhere.