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Didn’t win the lottery so I have other things to do…
Years ago, I attended a Spiritual Holistic Expo here and planned to go again the following year but dates were changed and it has coincided with my Pennwriters conference ever since.
Tomorrow I am going. Since I’m not at the conference I might as well enjoy the Expo. Plus, in the same building, at the same time, the Innovative Beads Expo is going on. Wow, a twofer!
The Curmudgeon is encouraging me to go because he knows how unhappy I have been about missing the conference.
You all have a good one.
The Holistic Approach of Alternative Medicine symbolized by the aura of man. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Play it or not?
Powerball is up to a record high. Do I buy tickets or not? I think I will, no sense at all in not giving it a shot. I never go crazy on buying the tickets–unlike buying tickets at the PW conference for baskets.
What would I do with all that money?
First, I’d buy a house that I liked near water ( a lake, a beach, or next to a good fishing river) not his parents old house.
Then, I’d hire someone to take excellent care of The Curmudgeon and the pups for a month while I go on a vacation to some luxury spa on a beach.
I would take care of my friends and my cousins.
I’d hire a trainer and get myself totally fit and healthy.
I’d set up a fund for BTs needing rescue and care.
I can dream can’t I?
You all have a good one!
The Lotto Powerball logo (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Missing Pennwriters
If this were a normal year, I would’ve arrived in Pittsburgh yesterday and be enjoying the company of my many Pennwriters friends at the Pennwriters conference.
This is not a normal year. The Curmudgeon has had seizures and because of that I stayed home this year. I feared being clear across the state with no one here to check on him.
I got rather snarky with the MS society recently. I think it’s good I did. I am beginning to get some help that I wasn’t getting before. I should have done it sooner. If I had, I would probably be at the conference enjoying my four-day working vacation.
To all of you people attending the conference this year. I desperately wish I was there. I REALLY NEED A VACATION!! And most of all, I miss everyone!!!
You all have a good one!
Lucious Lilacs.
Two steps out the back door and the marvelous fragrance of lilacs overwhelms me. Heaven. I have miniature lilac bushes some in the front of the yard and some in the back, and then I have a regular lilac in the side garden. All are in full and heavy bloom.
Pizza anyone?
I have decided to add a variety of healthy pizzas to our diet, homemade pizzas. I have a pizza stone ordered and on its way and have a nice wooden peel picked out for my next order.
Why have I decided this? Well, I’ve acquired several pizza cookbooks for free on my Kindle and thought that over the summer I could use either my oven or my grill to make some tasty pizzas. I think it’d be interesting to grill them.
The Curmudgeon loves pizza and this may be a way to get him to eat ‘healthier’ foods where he might actually enjoy them.
When I was a teen, our family had a killer pizza recipe that is now lost to me. I’d sure love to find one similar to it among all these recipes.
You all have a good one.
Pizza on a pizza stone (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Sniff…did you smell that?
One thing I’ve noticed since I quit smoking is my sense of smell is even sharper. All those years I smoked, I still had a better sense of smell than a lot of people, but now I am amazed with how acute it is.
(As careful as he is to keep people from noticing it, my cardiologist is a smoker. The scent was very faint but it was there. He doesn’t know that I know.)
Walking through the farmers market is a fragrance filled adventure. I love the perfume of good food. The scent of fresh fruits, smoked meats, roasted chickens, pizza, pickles, fresh breads and other baked goods, cheeses… oh my! I should wear a bib to keep me from drooling on the various cases we pass by traversing from one end to another.
I do not love the stink of people who bathe in perfumes or aftershave. Dial it back people, you are migraine inducing idiots! I am fortunate that my migraines are not triggered by perfumes. However, I have many friends who do have their migraines triggered by perfume. The only thing that triggers my migraines these days are petroleum products.
Remember to stop and smell the flowers. You all have a good one!
Put the phone down and back away…
The age of information has become the age of rude behavior and apathy. Noses angle down and eyes glued to small phone screens.
Texting has taken the place of human interaction. Conversations have gone the way of the stagecoach. People would rather take pictures of violence and be the first to post them than try to help the victims.
If you don’t look at the world around you because your eyes focus on that little screen, you miss the world and all its wonders.
If it is important, they will call back or leave a message. Your phone doesn’t NEED to be on all the time. Get out, put the phone down, and enjoy this wonderful world.
You all have a good one!
What vacation?
All my writing friends are preparing to go to the Pennwriters Conference while I, sadly, will miss it this year. Since it is in Pittsburgh and The Curmudgeon is still having the occasional seizure, I don’t feel comfortable going that far away for four days.
Oh darn, no baskets for me this year.
However, I am truly going to miss my vacation this year. Those four days were my decompression days. The only time I get a break from being a caregiver for an entire year.
I’d kill for four days of indulging myself. Four days of not having to figure out what to make for dinner, cooking it, and then washing dishes. Four days of not having two dogs and The Curmudgeon depending on me for everything.
Hey, my Pennwriter friends, if you think I am nuts each year, imagine how I’ll be next year without my break this year. Hehehehe!
You all have a good one!
Gotta love them!
It seems that the pups have decided every evening after dinner it is time for a crazy romp. This hucklebutting, chase me, chase you, on and off the couch, living room to kitchen insanity is a hoot.
If you saw these two you’d never believe that Gavin is going on twelve and Patty is nine. They make us smile and laugh. They are our greatest blessing.
You all have a good one and keep on laughing.
Updating the week
I’ve put the fairy tale on its own page and will add to as I can. You will find it up above amongst the other pages.
The Curmudgeon skipped his Avonex this week and is getting around better. He actually felt energetic enough to mow the lawn. Go fig. I do believe it is time his neurologist switched him to some other form of beta-seron.
The dogs are getting much more exercise now with the new fence and, as a result, are sleeping more deeply. You should hear the snoring here.
You all have a good one!
(This picture was taken last summer as you can tell by the old not dog proof fence.)
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