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My dentist is a pain. (Not really)

     “Just a couple of stings.”  He said as he injected the Novocaine into my mouth.

     “Ow ow ow ow ow.”  I said without much enthusiasm.  I know that good dental hygiene is important for heart health.

     An hour and half later, my roots were planed and teeth were scaled on one side.  I felt nothing.  I have to go back next week to be tortured again and get the other side done.

     I hate when the Novocaine reaches the ‘I’m going to make you itch but you can’t feel anything to make it stop’ cycle begins.  That happened around six last night.  Thankfully, it is soon followed by no itch and normal feeling again. 

     However, there is that pain in the injection sites that is always a drag.  Thank goodness this is only the second time in 7 years I’ve had this done.

   You all have a good one.

Happy Birthday Gavin!!!

Eleven years ago he looked like this.

This is my sweet baby boy today.

New shower.

 
     Our new shower head.  The Curmudgeon actually was able to install the contraption the other day.  I did buy a longer hose for his ease of use. 
     It is a nice product made by Moen, but I do have one complaint.
    
     The darned thing is not made for someone who has limited eyesight.  Without my glasses I am as blind as a bat.  I don’t shower with my glasses on so I have trouble seeing the controls, and, of course, The Curmudgeon has them set weird so I have to change them for my shower.
     You all have a good one.

Time to cut back on Facebook

     I was scrolling down my Facebook page thinking about what to post here tonight, when suddenly the page was not there.  All I had, was an error message from Facebook, and I sort of panicked.  That’s when I realized that I spend entirely too much time on Facebook.

     It is time for me to drastically cut back on the time I spend online and mostly the time I spend on Facebook.  I do not need another time drain in my life.  To all my dear Facebook friends, I will be around but not nearly as much as I have been, I hope, if I have any sort of self-control that is…

     You all have a good one!

 

A squirrelly sort of day.

     They are taking over!  The tree rats are invading the yard again.  Everywhere you look there’s another one.  Gavin and Patty are beside themselves over the numbers they are seeing outside.

     These are brazen squirrels who stand their ground and only run from the dogs when they are almost upon them.  Cheeky boogers.

Those MS organizations? No, they don’t help him.

     In all the years since The Curmudgeon was first diagnosed with MS to now,   I don’t think there’s been but one time the MS society was ever any help at all.  I’m not real sure how much or if they had something to do with the single time we got a useful item for free that actually aided The Curmudgeon.  His ice vest was/is a wonderful thing for him.

I do wish the MS society was of help.  They aren’t.  All they do is send us magazines with articles about relapsing remitting MS and nothing about his secondary progressive MS.  The other thing they do, is ask for money that we don’t have.

     He has a mobility scooter that is out of commission and no one will even look at it or attempt to fix it for him.  Therefore, taking the dogs out more than twice in the morning is impossible for him since he no longer has a scooter to use.  He misses being able to go beyond the confines of the house.

Getting him over to a place in another city  to pick up a much-needed walker is turning into a logistical nightmare.  There are days where disappearing somewhere to have a good cry is a necessity.

     You all have a good one.

 

New monitor

     I finally got off my butt and went to buy the new monitor I needed.  The curmudgeon grumped at me as soon as I got downstairs yesterday.

     “Took me 40 tries to get that damned thing going today.”  (Speaking about how we have to turn the old monitor on and off many times before it works.)

     “Let me have some coffee and then we’ll go get the new one.”  I wandered into the kitchen in search of sustenance. 

     After an infusion of caffeine, I got him and his walker loaded into the car and off we went in search of a new monitor.

     We went to Staples where a sweet young man practically pounced on us as soon as we entered the door.  “May I help you find anything?”

     “Monitors.”  I replied.

     He led us to an area where they had several set up, none of which were any that I’d seen in their online store.

     “Um, you had a Viewsonic and a Gateway online that I was looking at.  I don’t see any Viewsonics here at all.”

     “Sorry, but the online store often has things we don’t have.”

     Now I was fixing to whine.  ‘But I want to see the product in person before I buy it.’  That is until I spotted a couple of real nice ones that were cheaper and bigger.

     “Show me these, and do you have a measuring tape?”

     “Um, what do you need a measuring tape for?”

     “I forgot mine and I want to see if these will fit in the desk opening.”

     Meanwhile the Curmudgeon was looking at some I knew were too large for the space.  After I found one that I liked both the size and price, The Curmudgeon pointed out a larger, cheaper one that had a lovely picture.

     “I think you should get this one.”

     “You serious?”

     He nodded.

     “Hey, kid.  Go get me one of these.”

     You all have a good one!

A Picture of an Staples, Inc. easy button

Bring back Firefly

     I enjoyed watching a marathon of Firefly on the Science channel yesterday.  I do wish they were still making the show.  I found it ‘after’ they cancelled it.  I discovered the show on reruns.  I became a fast fan.

     It’s unbelievable  that I became a fan,  it is a melding of space and western, and I was never a western fan.

     I do wish they would bring Firefly back.  It is so much better than many of the horrible shows on TV today.

     You all have a good one!

(From left to right, top to bottom) Adam Baldw...

(From left to right, top to bottom) Adam Baldwin, Ron Glass, Summer Glau, Alan Tudyk, Sean Maher, Jewel Staite, Morena Baccarin, and Nathan Fillion at the 2005 Serenity “flanvention”. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

BBQ ribs!!!

     A Facebook friend gave me a fabulous recipe for ribs starting with a wonderful dry rub and then a slow cooking method.  Well, I used the dry rub, had the ribs in it for 10 hours.  Then I put them into my crock pot with sliced onions under them and I poured a small amount of apple juice into the pot.  I cooked them on high for two hours and then turned them to low for three hours.  The last hour, I slathered them with BBQ sauce.  They were as yummy as they look.

Pictures… because I don’t feel like writing today

  Me with some of my favorite people…

     You all have a good one!

In memory of a very dear friend…

     Our dear friend Chuck died.  The shock of the news hasn’t worn off yet and both The Curmudgeon and I feel numb.

     We met Chuck way back in the early years of our marriage, about thirty-five years ago.  He was a good friend to us all these years.  I even worked for him for a time. When he finally found Gail and married her, we were there.  When his father died, we were there.  When his mother died, we were there.  Although, during the last few years, we seldom got up to his place to see him, it never meant that we didn’t think of him often.  It’s just that driving for more than a very short distance is often too much for The Curmudgeon.

     I’m so glad we talked to him the other day. 

     Chuck, I am telling you now, we are with you again.  We are missing you and hoping your passing was painless.  No services for you, an idea I agree with, for I feel the same way about the whole business when I pass.  However, that doesn’t mean I can’t lift a glass in remembrance of you and all the drinking we all did when we were young.  *I raise my glass.*  Goodbye dear, dear, friend.  Go with love, go with peace, go with all the dogs and save us some good seats.

    You all have a good one.

Scrambled brain cells?

     I managed to write a couple of pages today.  However, hours later, after re-reading them, I deleted over half of what I wrote.  It seems as though my writing is two steps forward and three steps back all the time as of late.

     I don’t feel as though it is a case of over editing either.  It’s more like ‘how in the world could you write such crap?’ syndrome.  I can’t believe how awful my writing is lately.  It makes me wonder if it is the medications I’m on causing a short-circuit in my brain.  I do stop another one in two weeks, when the pills run out.  I hope it is the one that has my brain scrambled.

     As it is, I’ll keep struggling to get something on the pages.

     You all have a good one!