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Little amusements
Yes, sometimes little things amuse me. Okay, most of the time. I have toys, little character flash drives, whistles, kazoos, and silly pens and pencils all over my desk. I have a tape dispenser that’s a dog.
I recently bought a new USB port that looks like a skull, it has storage room in the top. Yay, I found a new home for my flash drives.
The Curmudgeon just shrugs at my insanity. I guess he figures it keeps me from killing him.
You all have a good one!
No, that’s not dirt on my feet, it’s bruises.
I swear I have targets painted on my feet lately. Not a day goes by without Gavin or Patty tramping on them.
Yesterday Gavin jumped up the couch to sit with me and somehow landed on my foot, twisting three toes almost to the breaking point. OUCH! An hour later Patty stomped on the top of the same foot.
You would think that was the end of it, right? You would be wrong. Gavin got me three more times on the same foot. Patty got me twice more on the other one! I think they aim for my feet. I can almost hear them keeping score.
Yet, I still wear my flip-flops because I can’t stand wearing shoes for more than a couple of hours.
You all have a good one.
English: Grown male right foot (angle 1) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Decompression?
How do you decompress?
I do wish I could find more than an hour or two to get some writing in. It seems that any longer than that and The Curmudgeon develops a problem he needs me to attend to immediately.
After The Curmudgeon goes to bed, my brain is fried with the stress of the day and concentration is difficult to come by. Therefore, I try to settle my brain down by reading. Again, concentration is difficult but I am getting better at it.
I’ve had days where writing is impossible. I hate those days. Usually, those days are ‘a bad day for the curmudgeon’ topped with two dogs starving for attention. If he’s down, I have to do it all with no break for a breath all day.
I do believe I need to find some way, some time to decompress, relax, get my head on straight so I can work on my books. Even if it just going to lunch with friends, it still is a form of decompression.
I am working on doing yoga and meditation again, if I can find a minute to myself, that is.
Today I went out to lunch with friends, it felt so good!
You all have a good one!
Early decompression (recompression) chamber in the park at Broome, Western Australia. The chamber was used to treat decompression sickness in Japanese pearl divers who were, generally, of small build. The chamber is now located indoors in the Broome Historical Society Museum. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Privatize the USPS!
I miss my old mail carrier, who recently transferred to another route.
I am so ticked off at our new carrier. She lied both to the USPS and to me. She never attempted to deliver any packages to our home we had two I’d tracked and both were not delivered, nor even attempted to be delivered. How do I know this? I sat outside and watched her.
She never lifted a single package from her truck for anyone on this street or the next. I did however see her deliver numerous notices of “we couldn’t deliver your package” and when she handed me one I called her on it. She got very rude with me.
I then reported her rude attitude and non-delivering of packages to the Inspector General and the Post Master General.
I hate liars and will not tolerate being lied to or being lied about. As far as I’m concerned they can privatize the USPS if it means my mail and packages get delivered to me.
Rant over. You all have a good one!
English: United States Postal Service Office of Inspector General (graphic), originally a header from the official website. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I’ve said this before…
You can keep the Southern heat and humidity down South if you please. I prefer the low humidity and cooler temperatures we should have here. If I wanted this weather, I’d move South…you don’t see me packing do you?
The heat is The Curmudgeon’s enemy. He doesn’t function at all in it. Even his ice vest wouldn’t have helped yesterday. I am glad we have the AC for his sake.
Even the pups are spoiled. When it gets hot here, they want to splay out in front of the AC and only go out when they NEED to go.
You all have a good one and keep cool!
Tropical forests and high-altitude regions often have high humidity. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Decisions, decisions…The Curmudgeon must decide.
Spent our afternoon sitting in the neurologist’s office. It looks as though they are finally going to change The Curmudgeon from Avonex to something else. The Avonex has prevented any further damage but his body’s reaction to it is getting worse as time goes on.
He will give himself his injection on a Monday night. Then for the next four days he’s in rotten shape, having trouble walking, and in general his quality of life sucks big time. This wasn’t working for us.
He has three choices, one of which is a pill taken twice a day. “Tecfidera™ is an oral therapy contained in capsules taken two times per
day. Tecfidera, formerly known as BG-12, is dimethyl fumarate, a
formulation that was developed specifically for use by people with multiple sclerosis.” He is hoping this is what he gets. Only problem is, the main side effect which lasts for about six months is the runs. Oh, fun…NOT. However, if it eventually improves his quality of life he’s willing to suffer through it.
Another choice is Tysabri it is given once every four weeks by intravenous infusion. And the third choice, one I doubt he’ll ever use, is Copaxone, it has a higher chance of side effects, is injected every day, and daily injections are something he refuses to do. Hell, he hates a once a week injection.
You all have a good one.
English: Copaxone Injection Site Reaction – Upper Left Arm (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
EEEEK!
Help! My dust bunnies killed my cleaning fairy. Oh, darn.
Dust bunnies (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Mine are bigger than this and they have nasty sharp teeth and flashing eyes! Guess I have to get off my bum and get cleaning.
Why is it no one ever wants to buy what I have to sell?
Quite a while ago, I won a lovely folk guitar. Was I ever surprised when it arrived, case and all, because I didn’t remember entering the contest.
Unfortunately, the guitar is way too big for me to play and has sat in its case since the day it arrived except for a quick trip to a local guitar shop to find out if it was worth anything.
After replacing a broken string, the owner played it. He says it has great tone and is worth about $275.00 by itself, with the nylon case he says it should go for about $300.00. Now all I need is to find someone who wants to buy it and will get many years of pleasure from it.
I guess if I can’t find an interested party, it’s off to the local guitar shop to see what they’ll give me for it. 😉
You all have a good one!
My circus dogs.
If you take a lovely day and mix it with two bored dogs, their bored momma, add a hula hoop, and a bag of treats, what do you get?
Circus dogs!!!
Yeeehaw!
No energy = picture post.
I am so tired that instead of writing a post I am going to do another picture post. Then I am going to bed.
On the herbs of a dilemma…
Drove over to Ollie’s and found four nice pots, three of which I planted, two with basil and one with rosemary. Now I need to find another herb to plant in the last pot.
The Curmudgeon suggested dill but I have that growing in a pot with one of the tomato plants. I have chives in another one. I have lavender and mint growing in the gardens. I am debating putting parsley or cilantro in the pot. It is a tall and narrow pot.
Any suggestions out there?
Crap, Monday again.
Lately, I’ve dreaded Mondays more and more. Mondays are when The Curmudgeon gives himself his Avonex shot and begins a downhill slide for the next four days. For anyone new to this blog, The Curmudgeon (my husband) has secondary progressive MS.
By Friday he does better. However, then it is almost Monday again. It’s a vicious circle and one I’m hoping his next neurologist appointment changes.
He is going to ask his neurologist to stop his Avonex and put him on something else. Keep your fingers crossed, his next appointment is coming up soon.
You all have a good one.
English: Progression types of Multiple sclerosis (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
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