Monthly Archives: April 2014
In the starting gate…and…it doesn’t open.
I am going crazy waiting for the weather to get nice enough where I can do some of the much-needed work in the yard.We’ve had cold days, rainy days, but no suitable for gardening days.
Today was sunny. I thought,”Oh joy! Gardening time!” However, when I took the dogs out, the wind made it too chilly to stay out for long. Yes, after this nasty winter, I have become a wimp about the cold.
I need to transplant many plants from around the pond to a holding pattern in the side gardens until I can get the raised beds built. Once we strip the pond garden of plants, we need to do something with the pond liner, i.e. cut it up or slash the crap out of it so we don’t have a boggy area in the yard. Anyone out there feeling destructive and want to volunteer for that job?
You all have a good one!
Not a bad day.
Woke to a dreary, rainy day again yesterday. Managed to get out of the house anyway.
G and I were off to the recycling center, we dropped all the cardboard boxes I had stacked up on my back porch, shredded paper-two garbage bags full from her, she picked up a new paper recycling bin, and we both got stickers for our cans for yard waste. Yay!
Then we went to Home Depot where she picked up the paint she wanted. We also found black elephant ear bulbs, I bought two and she bought one.
From there, we went to lunch. Those shrimp po’ boy flat breads that Ruby Tuesday has are yummy!
I hope you all have a good one.
We have crocus blooming!
Making connections.
Love it! Reconnected with an old friend on Facebook yesterday. She used to live two doors down from me. One of her 2 daughters is my second God Daughter. I hadn’t heard from any of them in quite a few years. Last time I saw her and her husband was when I had to change flights at their local airport, had a two-hour layover, and they met me there. That was delightful!
I’m not looking forward to my number one hardest work project of the year that is coming up now that the weather is getting nicer.
I’m hoping to have a few people come by and remove plants which will cut down on my work a bit. Need to pump water out of the pond and figure out how we’re going to fill it in.
Yes, there will be either liner removal or slashing of the liner. I will pay any volunteers in good food and great appreciation.
You all have a good one!
Really?!
“I didn’t mean to say what I said. I wasn’t trying to insult all blanks. Just the ones who fit the description.“
Yes, you did actually. You claim you aren’t a bigot but then you make a blanket statement about a certain occupation or religion it is the same as if you were talking smack about another race. Bigotry comes in many forms. You only ‘apologized’ when I called you out on it.
Do not paint a whole community with the same brush if ONE person does something you don’t like. Do not expect it to go unnoticed when you do it.
I am walking away from a group I used to enjoy because of things like this. Some people in there have become too critical of others and that bothered me. Then, in this case, I felt extremely insulted and am finding it very difficult to forgive this person because she does this too often, and with her backhanded apologies, expects quick forgiveness. Not going to happen.
Is dat cake?
Patty sez, “It beez my birfday Dad, iz dat my birfday cake?”
Gonna gibs us some ob dat?
Maybe iffen we do pitiful face.
“Gabin you needz to look more pitiful like me.”
Gavin sez, “Dat’z it girl werk it!”
They did get some crumbs in the end.
12 things I’ve learned over the many years since his MS DX
- The first thing I learned is there is no cure for Multiple Sclerosis, but everyone thinks he will get better.
- Secondary progressive MS means a downward spiral to the worst possible scenario you can think of happening.
- There is no cure for MS.
- No one really cares. They are just glad it’s not them.
- When asked point-blank for help, MS organizations do a few token things to make them feel better. They don’t really help in ways that are needed. There is no such thing as help.
- So-called friends stop visiting. Leaving the MS patient very lonely and therefore more apt to drive the caregiver crazy.
- It’s impossible to do dishes and listen to him ramble on about something on the TV I didn’t see or hear because I was doing dishes and can’t see or hear the TV much less his mumbles over running water. No one else is going to do the dishes.
- Caregivers never get a break from the daily insanity.
- I’m always terrified. You can learn to live with fear.
- I cry and cuss much more than I ever used to.
- I miss hugs. He used to hug me every day.
- You can’t lose weight when you are always stressed.
There are more things but I figured 12 was enough. You all have a good one.
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