Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Oh ...the IRONY


This would be hilarious ...like Saturday Night Live kind of hilarious ...if it wasn't so ALARMING.    Seriously - HE (the VICE PRESIDENT of the United States) POINTS OUT the guy and TELLS THE CROWD and the WORLD that THE GUY with OUR NUCLEAR CODES IS ALWAYS WITH HIM.  Gee, I wonder what the news agencies would do if Trump revealed this NUCLEAR CODE guy information to the world?  TV's everywhere would would burst into flames due to the extreme 24/7 overload at the shock and horror of it all.  Oh and his candidacy would be history.

WOW.  Just ...WOW.

Friday, August 12, 2016

OOPS! and Other Thoughts

 For a change I got totally engrossed in actually writing a blog post  ...so much so, that I totally forgot to remove my green commando looking "beauty" mud mask from my face.  It should only be on for about 10 - 15 minutes.  Egads!  I really hope that I don't wake up looking like one big zit for a face.  A-n-d ...after 2 hours of writing ...I once again have changed my mind about posting any of it.  What is wrong with me that I am not following through with posting anything I write?

I think one problem is that I feel guilty or something, for writing about my stuff when so many serious things are going on in the world.  The news is just awful for so many reasons - seemingly everywhere.  I guess I feel that anything I write is superficial by comparison.  And I don't think anyone is interested in anything I have to write about anyway.  And also ...I begin my day with a cup of coffee and reading the Drudge Report.  But when I began blogging, I used to go right to blogging.  But now I read drudge and then I listen to streaming political radio and or podcasts from alternate news sources because you get so much more info vs TV news, for the most part, anyway.  And I feel like the the news, with so much disturbing information, just sucks the joie de vivre right out of me.  Hence ...goodbye creativity.  Hello seemingly permanent, distracting undercurrent of anxiety over things I have no control over.  Well ...something like that, anyway.

But maybe I am overthinking this.  Maybe I shouldn't care what others think.  I used to say that I was writing for myself and I was. But I also very much enjoyed the camaraderie with some nice fellow bloggers.  It really helped me through some tough times.  Writing was not only fun but also cathartic.  And I have always felt compelled to write something ...on napkins, in notebooks or sheets of paper.  I've heard it said that if you think about writing then you are a writer.  Now I don't know if that is true but it has always been a passion within me.  And it would come out in different ways over the years.  But when I discovered blogging ... well I just thought it was the best hobby ever.  :)

Thursday, July 7, 2016

I'm Still Laughing :)

 shocked cat

Gee Whiz!  There's nothing like giving your son's girlfriend a great second impression of yourself.  Thankfully, I have a good sense of humor.  :)

So ...what happened you ask?

This past Sunday, as I walked out of the bedroom to go into the bathroom, I was thinking about the next day's barbecue and pondering whether I should shop or clean first.  I was in my nightgown, not wearing any makeup and my hair wasn't even brushed yet.  No one was home when I had gotten my first cup of coffee and I didn't know that anyone had come in since then.

But as I was about to turn into the bathroom I happened to casually look up ...which is when I saw her standing there and looking at me.  It didn't really register that it was her but just that someone was standing there when I didn't expect it ...which scared me.

 So in a lightening fast, startled response, I simultaneously jumped and screamed ...loudly.  I scared her so much that she jumped and screamed too.  I still laugh about it every time I think about it.  It was embarrassing but I am sharing this little story because humor trumps embarrassment.  :)

Fortunately, son told me she was laughing about it even after they left.  :)

Thursday, June 23, 2016

NOT AGAIN!!! ???

Okay ...I admit it ...I am obsessing a bit ...okay ...a fair amount ...more than I want to.  Heck, I don't want to obsess at all but is it even possible?  Well sure it is possible.  But is it likely?  I mean seriously ...WHAT are the odds that it would happen THREE times?  I am going to ignore it.  I am.  But I have to vent.  I am not going to the ER.  I am not.  I don't even have time to do that.  So I will not.  No ...instead I will obsessively check it.  Because we all know that obsessively checking will make it not so.  Right?  Of course the other two times I didn't go right away either.  But this time I guess I just feel like ...seriously ...how likely is it that I could have been bitten by a bat ...again?

This wasn't even on my radar - no pun intended.  I am talking about bats and bat bites.  I am used to them always flying around here at dusk and so I don't even think about them and I garden until about that time or a bit later.  Tonight I stayed out a longer because I was trying to finish a project.  I really haven't even thought about bats in a long time.  But when I came in to get washed up tonight, I noticed the two little perfectly symmetrical puncture marks and and then a little scratch a few inches from that.  I wasn't gardening in anything sharp or in anything.  I hung a plant off a very full tree and I planted flowers near other taller plants.  I think I leaned over a full vine plant but I didn't touch it.  And I never noticed anything fluttering near me.

I had the first rabies series in October, 1999 and with the second bat bite I got booster vaccines in July, 2014.  I wrote posts about it all in 2014.  So, I am not going to rehash that all over again.  I am going to sign off now, and look at the puncture holes with the magnifying glass.  Maybe I will take a picture again.  But I am not going to obsess.  Just saying.  ;)

Why do these darn punctures have to be so perfectly symmetrical ...like fangs?

That was a rhetorical question.

Sort of.

Besides ...since I had the rabies series and then boosters the second time, in 2014 ...I would think I am covered ...like bat proof or something.  Yeah ...I'm going with that.  Bat proof.

Thursday, June 2, 2016

Unexpected Scream - Timing Delay Good Thing?

A couple of days ago, My little grandson and I were heading down to Pelican Pools to buy a container of their liquid shock.  Just before I made the turn to the highway taking me down that way, I remembered that I was supposed to bring my insurance card back in to the urology office so they could verify that it has the same billing info as it did last summer.  So I decided to stop at the office first.  That taken care of, we then proceeded on down to the store.  Except that I wasn't on the highway very long when something big and black flew right at me after the utility vehicle in the fast lane hit it first.

There wasn't any time to do anything.  So I screamed.  Loudly!  Scared my grandson too.  It all happened so fast ...like split second kind of fast and without any warning because it was hidden by the utility vehicle in front of me at about 11 o'clock.  Then it flew right at the front of my car with a huge thud and then banged around under my car before flying off to the side of the road.  I kept the wheel steady while simultaneously screaming ..well one big shocked scream.  Then I immediately wondered if there was any car damage - the important kind of damage that would disable it.  I was concerned that perhaps something holding fluids could've been damaged.  I wondered if I should pull over to check or stop at the next gas station or should I just go back home and let our mechanic take a look at it.

But ...I really wanted that pool shock and thought that it was just thick rubber.  Oh ...yeah ...apparently the wheel had blown off of a tractor trailer.  It seemed close to the original size except that it was severed in one spot, thus floppy - maybe safer to hit.  ?  It was YUGE though.  So, I decided to keep going but was checking for a stream of fluid that could be leaking from my car.  All was well.  I looked when we got out and it seems my license plate was a little damaged.

On the way home on that same highway,  I remembered that accidents are sometimes caused if those large tires blow out when a car is right next to them.  I cannot stand to ride parallel with those trucks or to be behind them because I do feel concerned about that and so I usually speed up and pass, just to get away from them.  Mindful of course that I am still riding next to them while trying to pass.  Anyway,  I couldn't help but wonder ...what if?   What if we had just gone straight onto the highway without our detour to the urology office ...would we have been right in the path of the blowout?  Would I have been up to regular speed and in the fast lane?   Could we have been hurt?

Just something I pondered.  I think we would all be surprised if we knew all the times that we were spared from something bad happening to us or others we know.  And while I don't pretend to know why bad things do happen to people, or why they don't ...I do believe that there are definite times we have been protected by angels sent by God.  And they work in all kinds of ways.  But that is for another post.  :)

I am just very glad for that timing delay.  :)

Saturday, May 28, 2016


So today, I had this medical appointment to go to.

After using our bathroom, and while washing my hands ...I realized that I did not pull my airy/flowy skirt down in the back.  It was tucked up into my panties.  Not all the way.  It was covering me to my thighs.  But the excess fabric definitely got hung up back there.  No big deal.  I pulled it back down and went on my way.

I used the bathroom at the uro office and then left said office soon after that.  Then I went to Costco.  And then home again.

As I was about to leave to go to a friend's house, while washing my hands ...I realized that my skirt was up in the back ...AGAIN.

Then I had this God awful thought.

Is it possible that I could've left the uro office, walked through the building and parking lot and then into and around Costco and back through their parking lot to my car and loaded the items into the car ...with my skirt up in the back?

Is that possible?

I would feel the breeze ...right?

Or the car seat fabric on the back of my thighs ...right?

And certainly the girls at the uro desk, someone in the parking lot, or at Costco - inside or outside would have told me ...right?

These are chilling thoughts to ponder, I tell you.

Especially because it happened to me once before, but only in the hospital hallway and ER.  :)

 Link:The Fourth Most Embarrassing Moment!

Seriously tho ...I'd know ...Right?

Saturday, May 14, 2016

Some Friday Night Thoughts

 whopper dog

1.  But for the grace of God, says me ...I am still alive.  And haven't stroked out.  I found out today, from a cardiologist who wasn't my doctor that I have been taking a dangerous medication for hypertension and have been using it wrong for TWELVE years. The wrong is my fault not the doctors who prescribed it.  I was only there because I was accompanying someone else at their appointment.  And when that was over, I told him about my crazy blood pressure that I had a few days ago.  In about 12 hours time I went from hypertension crisis to hypotension and then finally back to normal by the end of the day.  So all I wanted to know from him was  should I see him, the specialist directly or should I see my PCP?  I told him I don't need referrals. When he heard the medication and the numbers he told me he wanted me to check in right now and he would see me.  So I did.  And he did.  I will finish this post another time to explain what happened and what I have to do now.

2.  So ...I was on my way down to the mall to return something around 7:30ish tonight, when I realized that I had been the only one on this pretty busy 2 lane highway ...for miles.  It is true that it was after rush hour and traffic would build up traveling in the opposite direction.  But it was a Friday night.  And this is NJ.  I was heading down to a more congested area.  It was great.  I was just sailing on through all the lights.  You know ...that feeling you get when you're just breezing a long with the music  ...where you feel like you are one with the road? Neat feeling.  :)

Then I had this thought ...what if the rapture happened?   What if I was left behind?  And then I came to a stop at a light closer to the mall and tons of cars were crossing out onto the highway and a bunch of cars pulled up behind me.  Maybe I was just leading the pack.  Although ...maybe ...  ;)

3.  I was returning a pair of 70.00 black pants ...black dress pants that I had bought a month ago.  They were very nice pants and looked nice on me but cost too much to keep and not wear.  The fabric is a bit heavy for warm weather and I hope to be in an even smaller size by the end of the summer.  We'll see.  Anyway, I never took the tags off.  You see I bought them smaller than I should have.  But I had lost weight and I didn't want to buy the next size up because they were too baggy.  I am tired of  no one seeing that I have thinner legs than I did.  I loved how these looked on me.  The problem was I had to suck in my stomach really far to close them.  But it worked.

Then I tried them on again at home and decided to lie down on the bed ...like I did in my teens and 20s when getting into tight jeans.  :)  I walked around a bit and then decided to sit in them.  Because after all I would have to sit in them.  And maybe I could break them in a bit.  Of course losing another 5 lbs might make a difference too.

But after a couple of minutes I was beginning to feel a bit weird and dizzyish.  So, I stood up and the feeling went away.  I sat again and the weird and dizzyish sensations came back.  And now that it is getting warmer I'm not likely to wear them anyway and so I might as well wait until until I am at least really down into the next size or more.

4.  Then I did a stupid thing on the way home.  I was famished because all I had all day was one cup of coffee with milk, a banana in late afternoon and a spoon of last night's lasagna before heading back out the door.  I also hardly drank water and was thirsty before leaving but I hate public rest rooms and so I avoided that too.  Well ...I did buy an organic peach tea.  I love peach.  It was okay.  The thing is they shouldn't claim organic when they also have unlisted "natural" ingredients.  Just saying.

Well the tea wasn't the bad thing.  The bad thing is that I decided to stop at a Burger King as soon as I got off that highway on my way home.  And here's the kicker.  YUK!  I don't know what came over me, but I ordered a Whopper hot dog.  Did you just barf a little in your mouth?  I feel like it now.  DOUBLE YUK!!!

If I have a hotdog it has to be beef and kosher.  I doubt these were.  Yes they are beef.  Kosher?  Probably not. I was attracted to the Whopper Burger vegetables being on a hotdog.  I LOVE vegetable sandwiches.  But this was on a hotdog.  I ate it but will never get it again. Needless to say it was not a Tuscany roasted vegetable and Balsamic vinegar sandwich on a ciabatta bread.  I also got an order of fries with no salt. They tasted weird to me because I could taste the oil they were fried in.

Years ago when traveling during one of my jobs I'd stop at fast food places.  No wonder I gained weight!  I really cannot stand them now.  I have to be desperate to go to one.  Well ...except for an egg McMuffin with bacon and cheese.  But I rarely have them either.  I don't know.  There is something about the grease or whatever they cook with that I just do-not-like.  UGH!

Anyway it is now a couple of hours later and I drank a ton of water and still am (I just KNOW this is gonna be a... I wish I had a foley catheter ...kind of night) and I still feel like I can taste it.  I am actually cringing at the thought of that Whopper hotdog.  And that is what it is.  Psychological Whopper dog revulsion ...because I really can't taste it. I just feel like I can. The memory of it just won't go away.

So ...I am thinking of having one of Mr SeaSpray's Eskimo bars.  Chocolate might be just the thing to take the taste away.  Seriously. And then to bed.

5.  I am bringing my grandchildren to my friend Iris' youngest grandson's birthday party at 11 am in the morning.  I wrote about Iris in 2011.  She passed away from non smokers lung cancer in October of 2011.  She just missed seeing her daughter's first son being born and this is her second son, who will be two years old.  There are four grandchildren between her two children.  She also never met her little granddaughter who looks like her and has her curly hair.  Iris would be just crazy in love with all of these beautiful children.  It is bittersweet for me to go up there.  I will enjoy being with all of the family and while it is easier now after 4 1/2 years ...it still hurts.  I just hide it better now.  Sigh.  But it will be a fun day too.  :)