Category Archives: Misc
What’s hanging in your family tree?
My father spent years tracing family history, long before computerized family tree programs were available. My family tree has a few broken branches, some twisty ones, and a bit of rough bark here and there.
Today one of my cousins sent me a lot of information including some interesting things, like there are Wilson’s on both sides of my family tree.
My maternal Grandmother would never tell us her middle name and now I know it. Don’t know why she wouldn’t tell us because I love it. Her middle name was Mae.
Have you traced your family tree?
Is there an answer?
When one reaches the end of the rope what comes next?
Do you fall?
Do you grab another rope?
Do you grow wings and fly?
I wish I had the answer because I can see the frayed end getting closer each day.
For sale: one Curmudgeon, comes with his own lounge chair…
What part about “Don’t throw any crap at me until after I have had my coffee” is difficult to understand after almost 42 years?
I used to be a happy person
These days, not so much. I spend way too much time trying to find a hidden corner in which to cry.
I try to start projects only to have multiple interruptions from The Curmudgeon and the dogs. He has developed a passion for asking me stupid questions about TV shows I am not watching nor am I interested in them but I am busy doing other things. He could take to dogs out when they fuss when I’m busy, but once I am up he refuses to do anything except watch TV.
Therefore most of my projects are half done, half-assed, or barely begun.
Is there any wonder why I have a great tendency to throw up my arms and say, “Fuck it” so often?
Yes, I’m depressed. I am unhappy. Sad. Tearful. No I don’t want medication. I want a life. I want my partner back. I am sick of living with a lump who seems to get a perverse enjoyment out of driving me crazy.
Soon, fishing season begins
Sometimes you need to withdraw into yourself to regain some sort of stability. I do believe that is where I am going to go come fishing season. I hope to be out and fishing and using that alone time to dive inwards and lose some stress that I have had building for a year.
Since I was very young, fishing was one of the ways I could reconnect with my center.
I am mostly a catch and release fisherwoman. The Curmudgeon doesn’t like trout. I do keep some on occasion so G and I can enjoy them and save some $$ on our grocery bills.
Even though I had a license last year I never got out to fish. I’m hoping this year will be different.
Not a bad day…
Lackluster weather. Rainy, chilly, miserable in general. However, the flowers are all looking good and the magnolia tree will soon bloom.
At least the dogs are happy. Both of them seem to have hit the mother load of happy.
Automated prescription services…suck
I have no idea why they can’t remember one of my regular prescriptions. It never fails, it’s the same one every time that gets forgotten by both my doctor and the pharmacy. I swear I’m going to ask the doctor if I can stop taking it because they forget it so often it seems that maybe I am not meant to be on it. I hate that I have to chase down the pharmacy by e-mail and automated phone mazes and the doctor’s busy office on this all the time.
All my other prescriptions go smooth as silk. I swear next time I go to the doctor’s office and I hand them my prescription list that I print out each time I am going to freaking highlight the damned trouble maker.
Up tempo
I dance with life every day
two steps forward
three steps back
one of these days I might lead
two steps back
three steps forward
maybe a change of tempo
maybe an extra beat
one day I might miss a step
trip over my own two feet
might even forget the dance
and when I do
do I forget you?
Margaret Hauser 4/8/2015
Wore this yesterday
Crazy weather.
So I went to take the dogs out after dinner last night and fist sized snowflakes were coming down, fast.
Gavin took it all in stride, snow doesn’t bother him. Lucy, however, did a complete double take and then gave me a look of total disbelief. “WTF Mom? I NEED MY HAT AND COAT!”
Just put the candy down and back away …
Dang, I really need to lay off on the candy. It’s a good thing this last bag I opened is milk chocolate instead of dark or any form of M&M. That will slow me down a lot since I am not as fond of milk chocolate.
I seriously need to find some will power. Too bad they can’t bottle it.
I could also use a personal trainer to kick my ass on a daily basis. Any volunteers? Yeah, I thought not.
This is going to be a rough Spring and Summer since I have to get my butt moving and take off the excess weight once and for all. The Curmudgeon’s poor health makes it tough to get away from the house to do things, much less motivate me to exercise.
Ha! I iz not de onwy one who beez fluffy!
Lucy sleeping
I hope they can put him back on the Tecfidera soon
The last two days The Curmudgeon has had a bad time of it. Which means he’s been sitting in his chair more and I’ve been getting less sleep.
At least yesterday, unlike the day before, he didn’t wake me with a panic call that jolted me out of bed in an adrenalin rush that later made me sluggish and gave me a hell of a headache.
His walking is crap again. He’s doing more falling and is being a stubborn sod about using his walker. He won’t unless he’s already fallen down. (Sigh)
He had a blood test yesterday, keep your fingers crossed that his lymphocyte numbers went down.
You all have a good one.
Lucy is waiting for some warm, sunny days to get here so she can go for walks in the park.
What DVDs have you watched lately?
Catching up on watching our DVDs. We got behind on them and had two tall stacks to go through. We’re down to a short stack now.
Last night we watched Reds 2. Loved it as much as Reds. What can I say, it’s good to see a movie that has people over the age of 40 as the heroes of the story. Sure, there is plenty of gunfire and violence, but it is more for color.
Most movies suggest that once you are past the hotty stage, your life is over. Not true my darlings, not true.
I never Know what movie we’re going to watch. The Curmudgeon is in charge of picking them and setting up the DVD so we can watch a movie through dinner.
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