Up since 2:30 A.M., all due to pain...

 

My neck from my stenosis and now as I understand it the BVVP too!
Not to mention also my right shoulder, elbow, and hand, from the ring and pinkie, are all ouches!

Those are from the most understandable constant battered impinged ulnar nerve, which I have discussed here before.

What I can say is that I will not die from any of these nuisances, and there is a way to fix them! Surgery! That I have put off now, for twenty years!

Not like Multiple sclerosis, or asthma, or hypothyroid, okay, there are ways to treat those that I also suffer from! And they do not go away.

This blog has become what it was intended for to complain to unknown entities, ha!

Sanity, thy name is... write/talk it out!

A precious commodity!

Although, we do live in an insane world.

Shootouts in NYC. Not a hundred and fifty years ago, just the other night!

We as a nation allowed a mentally unwell man to try to rule this nation for four years. There is no other logical explanation for someone so idiocentric continuing in what he thought was ruling our nation, autocratically, for too many years!

He caused our progress as a nation to retrogress.

But it proved to be fixable in a very short period of time by President Joe and VP Kamala!

As I write, my tremor is back, and with that fact, it causes staccato letters that I waste too much time on correcting, as well as my Nystagmus has returned. And that is responsible for me losing track of where I am going with thought processes in an orderly fashion due to flutter eyes.

My yesterday's blog was a bit disjointed when I read it again and for that, I am extremely sorry.

Oddly enough I did proof it and thought all was cohesive, but a reread after publication made me realize there was a bit of non-understanding of my desire to make a point.

The bottom line to be concise is that BUILD A BETTER FLORIDA is an online group on Facebook trying to stop the re-election of our governor by notifying people of all the bad he has done, by stating fact-based information and that he is not any different than our previous president was in attitude and deeds with handling the PANDEMIC, etc, his idol. 

And so we must go for now...

Please be smart, as well as safe.

Have a very pleasant night.

Count those blessings, and we will too!

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

Aussie, say Good day!

I am Aussie, not being from Australia, but American-made. I will comply anyway for the fun of it,... so I will say good day!

I am called Aussie, because my Mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl, who had been looking at me, in the crate at the adoption site that day what she thought I should be named. And without hesitation, the teenager had said, Aussie! She was just looking, by the way,... so Mom did not steal me from her.
We never did find out the girl's name, and Mom liked the name Aussie too. We have since found out that it is a very common name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon though,...some might say even unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd. Here is an interesting factoid, I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but...as you might know, I AM NOT! Although I am now three years old, so I am the baby, though tipping the scales around seventy pounds, HA! I must admit, a very big one! 
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter. Below is my new PIC that had been taken on the birthday that I share with my Dad, but Dad is much, much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, February 16, 2018, his brother's birthday.

                            3 months................................................3 years

No tail/tale publishing, circa 2018. 

Get it? I was born without a tail, preferable for all Australian Shepherds; only one out of five are born that way!

                                           

Hello, I am Bella above, a Maltese Yorkie, a Morkie, and I might be five years old. I am the middle child, so I am what you would expect, with all those idiosyncrasies that go along with all that! Being the only girl has its rewards, as well as difficulties...We are all rescues, so no one knows for sure our ages. I was turned in from my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog, they had said I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, on clear the shelters' day!Oh, by the way, my record's called me Belle, and so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella; beautiful either way!

Please don't forget me, I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am six years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with Mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps in with Dad, till after seven most days, even later! I enjoy a good tug-of-war on the ropes that Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays too! I was the last to be adopted, on January 23, 2020. 

I was wandering the neighborhood for days and then saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window so I hung out there... The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening? 

Now my name of Chance is because I was given another chance, it could be only the second one or perhaps more... The animal control lady came out to see if I had a chip with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason being, that if no one claimed me, I want to give him a second chance! So that is how I got the name Chance!

Easy as Aussie, Bella, Chance, now you got it!