Be brave, be smarter, be happy, be open minded, be thinner, be better looking, be good, and be ready for anything!

What if we were told to be a coward, or to be dumb, or to be closed minded, be fatter, be ugly, and don’t you dare be prepared for a thing!
If the world was running in a negative parallel universe then I suppose that would be the case.

Sales pitches try hard to sell you something and so do mean-well people who try to sell you a bill of goods…

But what if you resisted following their fair, logical intentions meant to get you to become your very best, what would that say about you?

That you were maybe an independent person or a free thinker?
Or that perhaps you were one of the few who were so contrary to all who tried to help you and so to your own disadvantage of your own welfare and you did the extreme opposite with fear of your true self being compromised and possibly lost?

We know little about real motivation of individuals about doing what we hope would be considered the right thing.
But whose idea is it what the right thing is?

Often we hear about over achievers who crash and burn out trying too hard to be perfect.
I knew a few.
Those who graduated high school at fifteen and college at eighteen, wow those were ‘wunderkind’.
Some I was happy to call friends.
But miraculously many went on to become average people blending in with us regular types with no one ever knowing they were once considered brilliant and had so much promise!
So being smart can have its ups and downs, beauty too, thin too.
I tried both, pretty and thin, and to be honest at the time I was successful.
But now I am neither and I am still me, what I can’t understand is why many cannot get past the outer shell of that, which is still me.
As far as getting smarter when you aren’t brilliant everyday you can open your mind to learning something new, and that kills two birds with one stone.

Now when we have an experience that is horrendous in life, we tend to learn to be prepared for whatever may come next in that similar realm.

What brought on this train of thought, well my seventy-eight year old first cousin, my father’s sister’s son has gone back to college! And I believe that is just incredible, since he graduated years ago at the regular age for that and he was an engineer/city planner and raised seven beautiful, brilliant children all with Ivy League educations, and so I was quite impressed when I found out via an email today and sorry to admit a wee bit jealous too.
But other than type one diabetes that he unfortunately inherited from our grandma. I believe he is in good health for his age and lives in a state where excellent schools of higher education are plentiful! Hooray!
Nice to know that nothing stops some of us no matter how old you are, and that brings me back to learning…
To say we never ever stop would be redundant but that is SO TRUE!
But dear cousin of mine you don’t necessarily have to go back to a formal education to learn, you can ask questions of people, utilize the internet, go to the library for research and investigate what you care about and go to workshops and conferences for your own particular industry and on and on and on…
Learning is limitless and the ways to do it are too!
All I am saying is that it doesn’t have to cost you a dime if you want to find out anything they’re more ways than I can count to… for math also, just about anything or I should say everything!

Life is what you make of it.
How profound, nah you’ve heard that one at least two trillion times before…gosh did I just count to two trillion?
I sure did and that is how many or more ways that you can find out how and what interests you and brings that spark back to your heart for wanting more… NOW GET YOUR MIND OUT OF THE GUTTER!

Any-who, dream on and you too will find your heart's desire and PS don’t let anyone tell you ‘TO BE,’ anything unless you want ‘TO BE or NOT TO BE', see I even know Shakespeare, ha!

On that silly, that I hope you all appreciated for that is why I am here… and also to allow me to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you kindly to 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?

PS a thumb update, my avulsion of the skin injury, look it up its nasty...see I did and I learned something new...

you see I now have a smaller bandage! TA! DA!
The bill for the whole Saturday hospital run to stop the hemorrhaging was $1129, but due to no insurance I received a 75% discount when paid within in 24 hours and so we paid the whole thing of $282, on our credit card! That will be paid off next month when it comes in, amazing! And thankfully not too worrisome, huh, all we have to do is not eat out for a while, perhaps a few months, but that is doable!

Jobs work from home, free money, body enhancement pills and contraptions, deposits into my accounts, meet singles of a specific religion or sex or ethnicity or race...

Say it anyway you want to, but I think this neo-authenticity of language of expression has it nailed correctly, a rose by any other name would stink just as bad and we call it not with love but with disgust, SPAM!
Daily we all receive it in our Spam files, how weird is that?
We have a separate file for this crap!
Sure, we don’t want any of it, but for some strange reason technology has decided with their knowing ways that it’s not good enough for our REAL EMAIL, but just right with the ability of forethought to relocate it to our special file for this ridiculous non-beneficial lack luster, insulting and mostly not accurate for our true needs garbage infiltrating our online waves…
I don’t get it, do you?

Oh sure, I get it like we all do, the SPAM mail that is, by the tens and twenties in numbers sometimes and some days more than that!
Advertising is one thing but knowing to whom you are trying to sell should be part of the how you market your products.
Listen, I am a handicapped, meaning I need help with walking from a scooter to a walker to maneuver around, and I am nearly blind with my right eye being totally legally blind and the left fogging over from my cataract lens needing to have laser surgery from my initial surgery to replace my lens back in 2010, and Hubby and I have been married for over forty-years. Not to mention I am a heterosexual Caucasian Jew and to add to those minorities I am also a very, very short woman, also a minority!Oh, I forgot did I mention that I am obese too, have you, no longer considered a minority in this plump world, but nasty just the same with stares from people who are better than you, oh wait, that’s thinner than you, ha!(not really funny, but until you’ve been here you can’t tell me, true?)

So at sixty-one I am no longer driving, and therefore not job hunting out there or here, or sadly dancing anymore or looking for a mate. I really don’t think that I need any body enhancements since I have too many and would be more than happy to share with anyone who knows the right way to have them surgically, but carefully removed and taken away to someone more needier than I, hmm?

I am a curmudgeon at best and a pain in the derriere at the very least.
This is my only outlet to sow my emotions into the outer-lands, so to speak…and so I am good for now and my near future.
Now all those checks they want to send me… I say send them!
But don’t expect me to open your SPAM MAILS before I delete them than you have no business offering them… Oh and by the by, you know all those Dell products and Apple Iphones and Ipads too, send them over too I will be more than happy to use them, but I am not signing for them and no you cannot have my only account number for my checking that has the habit of whenever we put some money in, like once a month we take it out, and that’s the way it goes, in and out, bills and necessities, got that?
And so if you found more accounts in my name send them to me too…
I will accept all freebies as long as you know that I do not give out my social security number, checking account number, credit card number or anything that personal, and neither should any of you chumps either!
I might have to clarify here, I mean the idiots who request that for validation for their dishonest employers who want to steal what little we have or you have, and so, in closing…

Life goes on, sure does, and the more it changes the more it stays the same…or fill in the blanks with your own clichés…And remember that…
We all have another commonality once again junk mail via technology, yep that’s the same stuff we still get via snail mail but not as much. What’s with that, but that’s a good thing, huh?

Oh sure Spam has been going on for a long time and to be honest I have only been online for about thirteen years, and of course its’ been all that time.
But I know for us that it comes and goes in spurts and just when you think you have a handle on stopping it… it like a bad penny comes back again!
You gotta laugh, but be careful too!

On that realization of more of life as it truly is allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you kindly to count those blessings and share all those overages and we will too!

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

Funny

Yes, we all know that life can be ridiculously funny if looked at that way, or not?
But the rumor has it that laughter is the best medicine and so I am now on the look-out for the more funny in things, huh?

Let’s put it this way if funny has the impact that smiling has, why not just try it, as we all know this too is free for the investigating.
That is, if we can think of things that make us smile and laugh!
To me the facts that although our home has windows we look online at the radar from all the different available sites we keep in favorites…And why should we do this?
One guess from me would be, to see if it is raining?
YES!
But sometimes I must admit it is more in our interest to see if the storm is coming towards us, and then I guess it is a good reason to check it out, hmm?
But in reality unless it is a major storm like a hurricane, why would we bother, it’s not like we can change it’s direction by checking it out, hmm?
To me this logic can and has become silly, and even Hubby who is now in the living room with an enormous picture window of nine feet width he asked me if it still raining?
Huh?
You see, the swimming pool is out this window where I sit and the raindrops which at times can be quite entertaining or calming depending on their size, and yes size in this case does matter… They appear to make the diagnosis of if it if it is truly rainy a more definite concept, got that?
Sure you do.
There is nothing like recognition of the situation to make one feel in control of, WHAT, the weather?

And as much as we are inundated daily it seems with bad news we have been known to not only watch it, but read it. Some may say that is overkill, I think not… newspapers need friends and have news too! And soon may become a lost art form… of doing it, get your mind out of the gutter… reading and holding onto something, don’t go there again…ha!
But we do that online here and so we are green not wasting all that paper that thanks to us and us alone we have saved probably one whole tree over the last several years, how about you, can you hold up your head and proudly say that?
And sometimes/mostly even have the news on in the background on the TV too, and that saves our embarrassment in not knowing what’s going on somewhere?
Is this too much too soon, or not soon enough, all this realization of our simple not so simple silly strange lives, huh?

A common expression is that ‘life goes on’, now why do we say that like it is some profound awakening of wisdom as if a child of three noticed that the sky was blue and just asked you why?
Nah, sorry folks that is a given, yep, LIFE DOES GO ON!
And may I say with or without you too.
Now the best I can give you in the form of a profound idea is that we have two choices in life and are you interested in knowing my theory or not?
I’ll wait while you decide…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
OK I think I have been patient long enough, and so with or without your approval I will speak/write once again… here’s my deal… your choices are to be happy or not to be happy, and remember what goes with each emotion, good or bad, simplicity at its best, and friends that’s all I got!
The rest and the best is your job to make that happen, by remembering even though things at times seem just awful, we all have the power to make a cake out of cake batter, TA DA! Sorry, but I do believe the ‘lemons into lemonade’, metaphor has been way over used these days… Another suggestion is if you don’t like mine think of one of your own and make it as silly as you can!

In closing Hubby just brought me a picture of nature at its finest, no one could buy this sort of thing since it is priceless…

And this is the best part of a rainstorm, the afterglow; don’t you think?

On this glorious funny way nature has of doing things just when you don’t expect it allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and remind you to count those blessings and to kindly share those overages and we will too!

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

PS And now you can tell everyone, hooray!

What are they crazy?

Tonight raises an unbelievable dilemma for long time lovers of the boob tube’s season opener’s!
Yes, this night it appears to be like no other I can remember and I wanta know whose in-charge of scheduling all these prime time shows on different networks to premier their new year’s offerings all at the same time? So UNFAIR!
I demand a recount and now before prime time starts at eight!

Listen this is NOT good at all, they have placed, ‘Dancing With The Stars’ opposite ‘The Sing Off’ and the all the new year’s beginnings of comedy shows on CBS, not to mention Ashton Kutcher’s replacing Charlie Sheen’s job all tonight, how dare they?
True he and the Winning Guy were making buddy, buddy last night during and after the Emmy’s but still we have no idea how that show is going to unravel its new story line incorporating the new guy into the Two and A Half Men saga, with big brother/uncle’s demise, huh?
That is one cliff hanger that wasn’t hanging when we left them last year, now was it?

Decision making is not easy with this being so important to all my future understanding of what’s what in the TV-land realm. And no I do not have a DVR, and to be honest and a bit ashamed, I’m not quite sure what one is. Or if it would have the ability to keep up with this evening’s travesty to viewers who love ‘em all, programs that is?

Hubby thinks he has it all licked with his nonchalant attitude that we could find out in summer repeats and therefore he feels that we should watch, Dancing With The Stars, but what about The Sing Off, those both don’t go into repeats that I am aware of, are you sure, sure?

Gosh, just when you think you got it all figured out they do this to us, WHAT ARE THEY THINKING, REALLY?

Who said life was difficult so get used to it, must have been in the programming department of all the major networks! Heartless I say!
What do they think their average viewer is some type of idiot without needs?
We need to know that we can depend on them to keep our viewing orderly, not unlike the reciprocity of the Talk show two co-hosts Sharon Osborne of also Americas Got Talent and Julie Chen of the Talk and Big Brother they seemed to make sure they did not conflict their programming with one another, both ‘TV Angels’ who understand us as the consumers of their offerings and in my book should now venture onto the telling the other guys how to do it nicely with respect for not only the shows themselves but us the viewers!

In closing I am baffled and terribly confused and may go to bed early… BUT NO, then they would have won!
Decisions, decisions, gosh why me, why now, I ask you?
Anyone who knows me knows I have enough on my plate… and now this?

With this horrendous effort to put laughter back into my blog and make me realize how life can or should be more than happy if we try no matter what. Now allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count all your blessings and to share those overages and we will too!

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

Sadly, I will be writing this blog tonight.... for all of you...

Due to my not feeling too bad! I was kidding about the sadly, ha!It's me, Tobi! Not for me sadly anyway, for you, I sure hope not!

Moving on…
Hello, readers…
Today, as one can well imagine was a day of resting and twiddling the day away… nah!
I vacuumed, and Hubby took the vacuum away from me and finished but I did about half and got a few loads of laundry done as well, as I did manage to get my own lunch and help Hubby with dinner; he did make my Carnation instant breakfast this morning though!
I napped a bit, and that was like being in a stupor, who knows why that was, could it be all that blood loss? Nah, it wasn’t enough to cause shock but a little bit of light headedness.
First thing this morning it was great to get back into the shower and wash my hair and the rest of me too, albeit with plastic bag over my hand dressing, been there before when I had hand surgery back in August of 2001 for basilar joint arthritis and wore a cast, flashback, LOL!
You see, yesterday when I sliced a chunk out of my thumb it was about seven forty-five A.M. and I was still in my nighty, and the bleeding was so severe, and running down my hand, even an hour after it first happened and again in the hospital for another hour still… What I was doing was making home fries for a nice breakfast for Hubby and with eggs so I thought and I forgot to use the pusher and instead used my hand to put the potato through and the rest was a stupid mistake on my part, and so use the pusher not your hand! And I should know better since back in the 1980’s we owned a restaurant and I was one of the chefs! So as simple as taking that shower then, it was not going to happen, unless I wanted, our white subway tiled shower to be painted with blood as if a mass murder had been committed in it…no way Jose!
And so this morning it was refreshing to be able to climb in and feel oh so clean!
I shower everyday like most and so it felt, you know, unclean without that one.

I am able to write with both hands since I don’t have to use my thumbs, but I suppose some do, but I don’t.
So I guess I will be annoying all of you once again with this jibber-jabber, talking/writing noise. Nope, I am not on any additional drugs! Just thought that was my way of staking my claim on all of you, huh?
Perhaps, I am still a little bit lightheaded from the blood loss. You know me; I will take what I can get in the way of any excuses! HA!

And so with that powerful observation of my medical abilities still on the line allow me to be first and also to cut this short tonight and to wish you all a very happy goodnight and ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too!

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

Attack of the mandolin

Tobi is in pain and cannot type tonight, the reason is that she got up this morning and decided to make a nice breakfast. She was slicing a potato with a mandolin to make home fries and it attacked her and took a large piece of her finger off of her right thumb.

Tobi and I tried to stop the bleeding for over an hour and could not get it to stop so I wrapped it in tissues, paper towels and sealed it in tape and we went to the hospital.

At the hospital they saw that there was no skin to stitch so they used a coagulating agent on it and they even had trouble stopping the bleeding. Finally, they stopped the bleeding and gave her a tetanus shot and I brought her home.

She is very tired and her finger is still throbbing so hopefully she will be back tomorrow night.


Hubby

Daily we look at ourselves in the face in a mirror...

Whether we are happy with what we see or not means often how we react to the option of what we can do to leave well enough alone or choose to change what we see…
Or perhaps not!
Gosh, now you and I have the option to go under the knife for major changes or use at home products that are less invasive and consist of everything from moisturizing creams to, rough sponges that remove loose skin or scouring machines that claim to do it with less effort, but now we have at home kits with chemical peels to a bit more invasive DIY Botox injection sets!
If the truth be told when I was turning fifty-five and had a birthday coming up Hubby asked me what I wanted and I said that I would love to get my two facial scars removed, one being that dog bite above my lip which took forty stitches that time from a plastic surgeon and the biopsy remnant on my left cheek that took one stitch from a dermatologist and fortunately was a benign lump. Most people are kind and say that they don’t notice them, but I always do believe they are just being polite and to have them lessened or maybe totally removed would have been my wish, and so I went to the local plastic surgery physician to find out.

The doctor said he couldn’t remove them but could do a couple of procedures that he let me know were not covered by insurance, which at that time I did have, and were not surgeries but injectable temporary remedies. Restylane a sugar based injectable filler, and Botox a highly toxic wrinkle remover!
They would be costly but those times were different and it was before retirement and all and this would be my birthday present and so I called Hubby and he said go for it, and so I did.
The results at first were worse than my scars themselves with redness seemingly making them more obvious and I had been sold a cream, but right now I couldn’t tell you what it was. I was to apply it accordingly daily a few times a day and in time, a few days all would look much better and sure enough in my mind’s eye it did!
I felt better about what I thought took away from and that people might be looking at me for all the wrong reasons… but it was not that extreme the transformation, subtle and lasted more than others I have known or heard about, more than a year I believe.

So now, with this, at home version of Botox sounds intriguing but I don’t think at this point I would do it to myself, another needle and who needs more, ya know?
But here’s the rub, rumor has it that Botox could be a helpful asset to Multiple Sclerosis, not a cure, but another feeling better thingy, hmm, that makes it a much more interesting prospect and cost effective now although not covered by insurance, which I don’t have anyway now…TA DA!
I just think that now, like many other medications used for one thing can be used for other things is rather fascinating, don’t you?
I hear tell that it is also a temporary cure for severe perspiration/sweating of the feet or armpits too, Botox that is.
See, not all uses are for aesthetics, huh? Although wet pits or soggy socks, you sure could use that as not a pretty picture and a few good reasons, I suspect… but that’s a matter of perception or is that perspiration, ha?
Not that there is anything wrong with that.

So many things today have dual/multiple uses, unlike Multiple Sclerosis which by the by means many white matter patches/lesions or booboos on the brain and or spinal cord, which is not good!

On that tiny lesson of some hopeful interest 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?