Monthly Archives: March 2016
Not sure how we’ll work it in
One of these days I’m going to have to have surgery on my hand, carpal tunnel, fun stuff.
Half of my left hand is numb. Feels weird for sure. Doesn’t make opening jars and other things easy to do.
I just can’t seem to find the time to go. The doctor my doctor wants me to see is NOT conveniently near and he hasn’t given me another choice.
Tough, I intend to find one closer to home where I don’t have to fight traffic and can get home in a hurry if I have to.
No one seems to understand the importance of logistics.
Age of Empires Castle Siege
It all started as a lark.
However, now I am hooked.
Too old to play games some people say.
I say bunk.
Playing games keeps me from going round the bend and this game also gives me another chance to socialize with people of all ages.
That’s better than hurling birds at pigs. Besides….
My winter fat is now spring rolls
I NEED the cold weather to go away. If I can’t get out in the fresh air and do some things I enjoy like walking in the park and fishing, I will go completely round the bend. I need the exercise and a stationary bike doesn’t cut it.
No matter what I do, I keep putting on weight. I wonder why.
Stress much? Gee, my husband has secondary progressive multiple sclerosis… maybe. “Stress causes the body go into crisis mode. As a result, the body begins to slow down and store fat.”
Get enough sleep? You know I don’t. “When you’re sleep deprived, your body can’t work to its best ability. The body’s reacts to a lack of sleep by storing fat.”
Then I get depressed and binge eat. “Comfort foods such as chocolate and other sweets may soothe the soul, but they expand the waistline.”
Yeah, I’m getting too fluffy.
Am I still a writer?
Is one still a writer if one hasn’t been able to write for a long time?
If my brain refuses to relax enough to keep on track long enough to string together more than a few paragraphs, I feel extremely lucky.
Most days my mind is in neutral and refuses to get into gear. It is driving me crazy.
He deserves them
If you’ve been reading this blog for a while, or if you are one of my friends, you know that we have two dogs, Gavin and Lucy.
Gavin is now the oldest Bull Terrier we’ve ever had at the age of 14 years and 4 months.
Lately, he has decided that his favorite pastime is killing tennis balls after diner. And lately, we have indulged him completely on his obsession. He pops one a night.
We had a good amount of tennis balls in the house stemming from tennis camps and tennis balls left there, asked permission for, and collected by The Curmudgeon, and brought home over the years.
The Curmudgeon was forced into retirement on 12/12/2003 so we haven’t had any new ones brought in since then and Gavin popped another one tonight…
We are down to the last two tennis balls that Gavin will get tomorrow and the next day.
I went to Amazon hunted for and found them by bulk. I ordered 50 tennis balls they should last him 50 days. I got them for about a buck a piece.
The temptation to roll them all out on the floor for him when they get here is great, but then I’d have to pick them all up or watch The Curmudgeon kill himself walking around here.
I think we’ll stick to one a night.
Six months after the pneumothorax…
The hospital bills are beginning to arrive.
Yes, we just got the first one from his stay back in October.
OMG.
They will have to be happy with small payments. We’ll never have enough to pay it all off at once and then there’s the four hospital stays after that one.
Yeah, really looking forward to those bills.
Blood from a stone, people. Blood from a stone.
A little corn bread maybe?
Hungry for some sort of Mexican flavored casserole (I’ll invent it) to go with corn bread.
Just dying for corn bread really. LOL
Ever have one of those cravings?
I do. Often. Usually for something sweet but this time I’m craving savory. Yes, my corn bread leans to the savory side.
What are you craving tonight?
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