January 9, 2012

I was attacked by a vampire first thing this morning. Had my blood work done and I know I have small veins that shut down and move, but I can't stand it when they get in there and then dig with the needle. She's lucky I'm a lady (quit laughing) and didn't haul off and smack her. ha ha. Upside. no bruise, Downside, sore as all get out...

I like the cartoon for the blood work. I really couldn't tell you what color my blood is, as I never look. If I did, I would probably get sick to my stomach. I can't stand the sight of blood, others or my own. (Shiver shiver shiver)...

The best part of blood work is going for my Dunkin Donuts Coffee after having to fast. They can keep their donuts, and whatever, just give me some of that great coffee. I know most people are Starbuck fans, but not me. Dunkin Donuts Coffee all the way. And it stays so dang hot for so long....It just makes me sing..ha ha.

Then I wasted another 1 1/2 hours at the pulmonary doctors. It was a typical "you know your getting older" day for me. ha ha. I tried to read my book, but the people near me were really loud and I became engrossed in their conversation. ha ha. Was that wrong? I mean, I didn't give an opinion or interrupt them... ha ha.. It helped pass the time and it was obviously a daughter and mother and the daughter was filling out the new patient paperwork for the mom, and was asking all kinds of questions. They were loudly disagreeing on whether the brother (the mothers brother) (who is still alive), was in good health or not. He is 77 and according to the niece not in good condition, and according to the sister, he is doing good for his age. Let's just say it passed the long waiting period.

So, have a wonderful evening. I am going to take Beulah out and then read and watch The Housewives of Beverly Hills. I so need a life. ha ha..

Memories - January 8, 2012

Well, Happy Sunday,

It's been a typical Sunday here in my neck of the woods. Playing on the computer and facebook, reading, and eating. Hey... that rhymed. ha ha.

Still reading the same book. I should be done it tonight or tomorrow. My mind has not been on it much at all. I read about 15 minutes and then I'm on to something else. Beulah has been so lovey dovey. She must know I will be gone the better part of tomorrow. I did go to the library and the grocery store for a few little things. Got 2 more reading books and a "Crocheting for Dummies" book. Even those dummy books I have trouble with sometimes. ha ha.... But I won't know until I look at it..... It got really warm out there, and I couldn't get my window open, so I put on the air conditioner and it feels so good.. I do better in cool than hot.

When I was going through my computer files, I came across this graphic, and it's funny because I have the perfect poem to go along with it, and the perfect true story.

I remember all of these . It seems like it was such a simpler life back then. But when you think about it, just the phones were a pain. We had a party line at one time, and people would listen in on your conversation. When I graduated high school I worked at J.C. Penney's in downtown Philly. It was the regional credit office for the eastern seaboard. They made the HUGE mistake of sending me to school to train as a relief switch board operator. When the regular girl would go on break or lunch, I was often called to take over. Well, take over I did. All those wires with plugs. I would listen in on conversations to see if they were done, and when I got so frustrated because of all the people on hold, I would just pull out ALL the plugs, and then apologize for them being disconnected when they called back. ha ha. This happened A LOT

I WANT TO GO BACK TO THE TIME WHEN

Decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney-mo."

Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming "do over!"

"Race issues" meant arguing about who ran the fastest.

Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in "Monopoly."

Catching the fireflies could happily occupy an entire evening.

It wasn't odd to have two or three "best" friends.

Being old referred to anyone over 20.

The net on a tennis court was the perfect height to play volleyball and rules didn't matter.

The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was "cooties".

It was magic when dad would "remove" his thumb.

It was unbelievable that dodge ball wasn't an Olympic event.

Having a weapon in school meant being caught with a slingshot.

Nobody was prettier than Mom.

Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better.

It was a big deal to finally be tall enough to ride the "big people" rides at the amusement park.

A foot of snow was a dream come true.

Abilities were discovered because of a "double-dog-dare."

Saturday morning cartoons weren't 30-minute ads for action figures.

No shopping trip was complete unless a new toy was brought home.

Spinning around, getting dizzy, and falling down was cause for giggles.

The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team.

War was a card game.

Water balloons were the ultimate weapon.

Baseball cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle.

Taking drugs meant orange-flavored chewable aspirin.

Ice cream was considered a basic food group.

Older siblings were the worst tormentors, but also the fiercest protectors.

If you can remember most or all of these, then you have had a great life.


Well, that's it for now... Until the next time.

A Foggy Kind of Morning ~ Friday Jan. 6, 2012

A Foggy Kind Of Morning


It was really foggy out this morning on my way to the post office. Did a few errands like going to the post office, Wally World, and Publix.

Is it just me, or am I the only one who is getting really frustrated with things being made elsewhere? I have read so many things about dog treats being made in China that are harmful to dogs. So.............I made a concerted effort to check this out today. Her dog food is made here in the USA. But all the treats were either made in China or Taiwan. What is wrong here? I thought, well this is just Wal- Mart, but Publix was the same thing? The packaging is made here in the US, but the products are made in CHINA.......I have been so frustrated about the job situation for so many people here, and now it's a health hazard in more ways than one. I know I am ranting, but I am really upset about this.

I know this is strange, but I saw another heart nailed to a pole on the way to the post office again. It has been a few months since I saw one, and there it was just as I was coming up to the curve with the fog really heavy. Another coincidence???

Still reading the same book, A Pizza To Die For. Put lots of crochet books on reserve. Watch, all of them and the 5 other books I reserved will all come in at once. That's what happens to me. ha ha...

I can't believe I'm still doing this...Yeah for me...

GOOD MORNING

Here it is the 3rd day of the new year, 2012, and my second day of blogging. Let's see how long it will last??.. ha ha

Beulah woke me up at 6 and I did NOT want to get out of bed. For us here in Florida it was cold. Only 34. Brrrrr... And blustery, which is not a word we use here very often. I did not want to get out from under the electric blanket where it was nice and toasty. But Beulah had a different idea. ha ha..

I love this picture and Danielle will go nuts over the owl. Me, I'm all about the coffee. Wish I had me some Dunkin Donuts coffee. Mine is not very good. I just do not make good coffee. I do like Maxwell House the best. Even buying Dunkin Donuts coffee does not taste the same as getting it there. I put cinnamon in with my grounds. Heard it was good for diabetes and it adds a little something something to the experience. Love Love Love the Italian Sweet Cream creamer. Just makes it all the more an enjoyable.

So much to do today. Doctor appointments to make, crocheting group, have to go to the library and pick up and take back books, go to the post office, and the dreaded paying of the bills. And here I sit, on the computer enjoying my coffee. So, if you happen on here, join me with your morning cup of joe, java, and just plain ol coffee.

FLY OR STAY

I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question ~ Haun Yahya~

So, This is an amazing saying and got me thinking..

We know birds fly south in the winter, but are they like us and that's their vacation time? That's about the only time we "fly away".

What makes us stay in the same place, the same routines, the same scenery? Is it that we are afraid to spread our wings or is it that we have just fallen into a complacent place in our lives and don't see the need to spread our wings? Is it fear of the unknown, fear of rejection, fear of failing or is it a fear that whatever or wherever we decide to do or go, that we may like it better, and have to leave the comfort of what we know?

For me, it is probably a bit of all of the above. I am going to try to remember this in times that I am feeling uncomfortable and want to SPREAD MY WINGS AND FLY