Wednesday, December 13, 2017


I am back in my blog!

Yes, I even locked myself out. 

I have an aversion to writing down passwords.

And oven mitts.  I have an aversion to wearing oven mitts, as evidenced by the occasional, needless burns on hands and forearms. 

But I digress.

I have an excellent memory.  I can recall the most amazing details from decades ago.  And numbers.  My number recall is weird, but certainly serves me well. 

In recent years I have become careless with passwords and new email account addresses and passwords.  I left things open and just didn't pay any attention to what the sign ins or back ups for being locked out are.   I got a new computer and so I lost the ability for the computer to open to the familiar sites with the correct address IDs.

I do have some info written down and just have to find the safe place I put the most recent ones.  The problem is I may have screwed up with the email addresses because I only used them once to set something up. 

I will absolutely finish the dentist spitting in my mouth post.  I also want to write a post called, "Torn Between Two Surgeons."  I really am.  And I've been going to two different practises during the last year.  I know that is not good medicine.  One surgeon definitely knows - the second one... and he even recently booked me for surgery for February.  It's a tentative appointment.  The first one, knows I went to the 2nd one but he doesn't know how often.  And I did try to get to the first one but fate seemed to work out that I ended up at the other practice.  So I will explain in that post.  Oh how I would love some guidance with this.  It is a big deal to me because of something else.

Okay.  I have to leave for an appointment now.

Anyway ...YAY!!! 

SeaSpray is back!  :)

Friday, October 13, 2017

Embarrassing The Dentist - It HAD To Be Done

Chalk one up for my mild germaphobia.  It gave me the courage I needed and it still took me too long to speak up.  It's late now and I will be busy tomorrow, but I have to VENT about this one.. ASAP.

To be continued...

Saturday, June 3, 2017

That Mortifying Moment...

in which you stab the man in the pool store, in the crotch …with your sword.  *Sigh!*  

So what happened you ask?

This nice pool guy offered to bring the heavy chlorine containers to my car and did.  But then he walked back and asked if I’d like him to put them in the trunk for me.  I said, “Sure!” and tossed my keys to him.

It was the end of the day and I had been shopping awhile and so my knees were really hurting, thus making it more difficult to go down the stairs.  So I had my heavy purse hanging off my left shoulder, two 30 inch swords in my left hand, apparently going askew and was carrying a somewhat heavy, bulky bag in my right hand and with said right hand was also trying to hold on to the railing.  It was a challenge because of the pain.

I wasn’t even halfway down when he was already bounding back up the stairs and somehow one of my swords moved outward as I went down a step.  BULLS EYE!  It all happened so FAST.  Of course the point part of the sword is only made out of the same material as a pool noodle, but pretty sturdy and sizeable.  And it’s a good thing he backed his lower half out quickly because the sword definitely pushed inward.  And so even though I did get him, he wasn’t hurt.  Furthermore, that is NOT where I wanted to be looking, which only happened because of the darn sword!  He graciously flashed a big smile as I simultaneously blurted out a panicked, mortified, “I’m SORRY!  I felt my face instantly get hot and I’m guessing it went magenta. In my mind’s eye I was already away and at the car.  But the reality was that I still had to go down the rest of the stairs and past some other coworkers congregating at the bottom.  I hoped they didn’t see any of it. I’m normally friendly but I pretended they weren’t there and I only had eyes for the beeline I was making to my car.

I’ll bet he didn’t wake up in the morning thinking some woman would stab him in the crotch with a sword. I also didn’t wake up thinking I would stab some man in the crotch with a sword.  

Also, since he was smiling I am guessing the humor of the incident didn’t get past him and now I am writing about it because I’m laughing about it too.  But G-E-E-E-E-E WHIZ!

I can’t wait until we play with the swords. 

En garde!  :)

Saturday, March 11, 2017

5 Months and 13 Days and Stuff

I cannot believe that I have not written a post in here since September 26, 2016.  So, I haven't written a SeaSpray post for 5 months and 13 days.  Wow.  I began reading some of my posts last week and am in awe of how much time I spent writing for this blog and for so many years, almost every day.  And now I just deleted some things I just wrote.

I see I have some comments that have gone unanswered since last fall.  I haven't been in here or else I would have responded and so I will answer them later today as well as write a post.

Oh, I'm happy to say that eating the funky bacon earlier today didn't cause me to be sick.  I was a bit worried for awhile, but all is well.  There is more to this little story but it's late.  Part of me want to delete this post to because I am not feeling it ...but no ...I am posting it.  The door is open and now I am going back through it, stepping into the blogoverse again.

I never finished writing about urology issues and now I have another medical decision to make and I honestly do not know what to do ...or when.

On a happier note, older son and wife are expecting their 4th child in April, a baby girl.  Yay!  I can't wait!  :)