Someone posted on Facebook the other day a saying, "The only difference between tattooed people and non-tattooed people is that tattooed people don't care that the non-tattooed people aren't tattooed". I've probably paraphrased but that's the gist of the message. What I got from that is how prejudiced most of us are against what we consider the norm.
People of different religions go to war because they can't tolerate the difference. Gays are harrassed and sometimes murdered because the so-called normal people can't tolerate the difference. People of different skin colors attack each other based on the color or their skins.
I think that what we don't understand worries us too much and we retalliate based on our fears instead of learning to live peacefully with people of different persuasions. I may sound like a saint here but I carry my own prejudices that I'm trying to overcome. It would help this troubled world if we all would make an attempt to be more open minded about inconsequentials because there is a lot of true evil here to use our energies to battle.
The unknown still makes me nervous, like the influx of Muslims into our country, but I'm working on understanding instead of turning against. I'll never understand gays but I believe wholeheartedly that they have the right to love whomever they choose. Too many wars have been fought in the name of religion for me to have faith that religion is a good thing but I can see how much comfort many receive from their own religion. I guess the answer to a lot of world problems is to just live and let live. Easier said than done but it's necessary if we're all going to live in peace.
Thursday, November 29, 2012
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
The Welcoming
Two of my friends are on their way to my Florida park to spend the winter. It raises my spirits to welcome old friends to the park every year...they seem to arrive here every few days right up until January so there are plenty of chances. These are usually people I'll only see during the winter so we do make the most of it while we're here, seeing each other almost daily. If I allowed it, my heart would be saddened to think there will come a day in the future when I won't get to see them at all but I try not to think that way.
Anyway, there will be many days between the end of October and the beginning of January when a sweet friend will drop back into my life here and that does make me happy. These are all good people, ones everyone would love to have for neighbors. Sylvia and I were talking yesterday about how many good people there are here and how lucky we were to have found them.
Some of the Americans choose to sell their northern homes and move to the Florida park full time just because of the great people here. I sometimes wish that, as a Canadian, I had that opportunity but I'm not sure I could stand summers in Florida even with my Shelley living so close. The occasional hurricanes are another deterrent.
Well, I'll take what I have for as long as I can afford it and as long as my health holds up. 5 1/2 months in Florida for the winter is a blessing in my life that I'll always be grateful for.
Anyway, there will be many days between the end of October and the beginning of January when a sweet friend will drop back into my life here and that does make me happy. These are all good people, ones everyone would love to have for neighbors. Sylvia and I were talking yesterday about how many good people there are here and how lucky we were to have found them.
Some of the Americans choose to sell their northern homes and move to the Florida park full time just because of the great people here. I sometimes wish that, as a Canadian, I had that opportunity but I'm not sure I could stand summers in Florida even with my Shelley living so close. The occasional hurricanes are another deterrent.
Well, I'll take what I have for as long as I can afford it and as long as my health holds up. 5 1/2 months in Florida for the winter is a blessing in my life that I'll always be grateful for.
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
My Cindy is 53 Today!
It's hard to believe that my #2 baby is 53 years old today. I remember the day Cindy was born so clearly. The pregnancy had gone normally until about 6-7 hours before the birth when my water broke all over the livingroom hardwood floor. With Kim, the water broke in the hospital so this was a big surprise to me.
Dennis rushed me to St. Joseph's hospital and handed me over to the nurses who whisked me away from him as was the routine in those days. No husbands or family were allowed to stay during the labor or delivery. In due time I realized that something was terribly wrong with the labor but, of course, no nurse or doctor told me what the problem was. The pain was much different than I'd experienced with Kim...sharper and much higher on my stomach. It turned out that the cord was wrapped around Cindy's neck but I didn't find that out until after she was born. It still irks me how patients were treated in those days and how we felt we had no recourse.
I remember many doctors and nurses being ushered in to observe but no-one seemed to do anything to lessen the pain I was in. I also remember one nurse saying that giving birth meant that you gave up all pretense of modesty. I'm assuming she was referring to the number of people in the room examining me.
I don't remember the actual birth but I do know that the first time I saw Cindy she was the most beautiful baby I'd ever seen in my life. She had no name when she was born because Dennis and I couldn't agree on one. I wanted "Lisa" but we quickly agreed on "Cindy" because it didn't seem right for a baby to be nameless.
Cindy was always my most active child, getting into unbelievable messes that taxed me greatly. She was a climber. She once drank turpentine. She got a clothes hanger hooked into her eyelid. She stuck a cherry pit up her nose. She beat up her sister, Kim, and the neighborhood boys. All of this while still a little girl! She certainly kept us on our toes but now I can laugh about it. I love her with all my heart!
Happy Birthday to my precious girl!
Dennis rushed me to St. Joseph's hospital and handed me over to the nurses who whisked me away from him as was the routine in those days. No husbands or family were allowed to stay during the labor or delivery. In due time I realized that something was terribly wrong with the labor but, of course, no nurse or doctor told me what the problem was. The pain was much different than I'd experienced with Kim...sharper and much higher on my stomach. It turned out that the cord was wrapped around Cindy's neck but I didn't find that out until after she was born. It still irks me how patients were treated in those days and how we felt we had no recourse.
I remember many doctors and nurses being ushered in to observe but no-one seemed to do anything to lessen the pain I was in. I also remember one nurse saying that giving birth meant that you gave up all pretense of modesty. I'm assuming she was referring to the number of people in the room examining me.
I don't remember the actual birth but I do know that the first time I saw Cindy she was the most beautiful baby I'd ever seen in my life. She had no name when she was born because Dennis and I couldn't agree on one. I wanted "Lisa" but we quickly agreed on "Cindy" because it didn't seem right for a baby to be nameless.
Cindy was always my most active child, getting into unbelievable messes that taxed me greatly. She was a climber. She once drank turpentine. She got a clothes hanger hooked into her eyelid. She stuck a cherry pit up her nose. She beat up her sister, Kim, and the neighborhood boys. All of this while still a little girl! She certainly kept us on our toes but now I can laugh about it. I love her with all my heart!
Happy Birthday to my precious girl!
Monday, November 26, 2012
Time Past and Present
It's been fun keeping up on Facebook with friends and family I don't get to see very often. I can follow them on their trips, their moves, and watch their children and grandchildren grow. Some people think that Facebook is useless but it's a tiny, pleasant part of my everyday events.
Irene is an old friend that I cherish but she long ago moved back to New Brunswick so I haven't seen her or her family in such a long time. Through Facebook, I can keep up with her and her family. I'm not a person who uses the telephone very much...sort of actually dislikes using it at all. This all stems from when I worked at Eatons and then Sears catalogue many years ago where I was firmly attached to the telephone taking orders. I later worked at the catalogue desk at Sears and loved that, though.
It's always a surprise to see how people I knew as little children have become grandparents. It means I'm much older, too, but I just don't feel that in my mind...only my body. Irene's daughter, Brenda, just let me know that her son is 29 and I think Brenda was just in her early 20's when I last saw her. Following her travels as a missionary is one of the most interesting things I see on Facebook.
Time passes and, before you know it, it's a whole new world. New little people have been born and you can't imagine a time they weren't here. You realize you didn't know what you'd been missing before they arrived.
Kim told me a cute thing that 3 year old Nolan said the other day. You know those little gel toilet cleaning dabs that stick to the inside of the toilet and clean it every time you flush? Well, the little genius was sitting on the toilet and happened to notice them. He asked his Gramma, "Are those candies?". I'm glad he asked before popping one in his mouth! He cracks me up and I'm so happy he's in my life.
Yes, life circumstances change often but most often it's for the better. All that went before has given me Nolan and Nash and I couldn't be happier.
Irene is an old friend that I cherish but she long ago moved back to New Brunswick so I haven't seen her or her family in such a long time. Through Facebook, I can keep up with her and her family. I'm not a person who uses the telephone very much...sort of actually dislikes using it at all. This all stems from when I worked at Eatons and then Sears catalogue many years ago where I was firmly attached to the telephone taking orders. I later worked at the catalogue desk at Sears and loved that, though.
It's always a surprise to see how people I knew as little children have become grandparents. It means I'm much older, too, but I just don't feel that in my mind...only my body. Irene's daughter, Brenda, just let me know that her son is 29 and I think Brenda was just in her early 20's when I last saw her. Following her travels as a missionary is one of the most interesting things I see on Facebook.
Time passes and, before you know it, it's a whole new world. New little people have been born and you can't imagine a time they weren't here. You realize you didn't know what you'd been missing before they arrived.
Kim told me a cute thing that 3 year old Nolan said the other day. You know those little gel toilet cleaning dabs that stick to the inside of the toilet and clean it every time you flush? Well, the little genius was sitting on the toilet and happened to notice them. He asked his Gramma, "Are those candies?". I'm glad he asked before popping one in his mouth! He cracks me up and I'm so happy he's in my life.
Yes, life circumstances change often but most often it's for the better. All that went before has given me Nolan and Nash and I couldn't be happier.
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Hostess Bakery Loss
Hostess Bakery products have been around forever. I remember them as a child when their logo was prevalent in every grocery store but that is ending. Their workers' union has refused to allow wages and benefits to be lowered in order to keep the company from claiming bankruptcy so the company is folding.
I understand the need for unions in most cases because they do aid in making businesses pay their workers fairly but Hostess Bakery is a different story. Without wage and benefit cuts, they face bankruptcy so why wouldn't the workers bite the bullet and settle for less just for the time being, until the company was better off financially?
It's never easy for anyone to get by on less income but isn't some income better than none? There's no doubt that some union workers need a reality check today. Times are tough all over and businesses are suffering losses they have no way of controlling. If a business operates in the red too long, there is no way of climbing out of the hole and they will have to close up shop. At Hostess, this means the loss of thousands of jobs with these people thrust into one of the worst job markets in the past 20 years. It must be terrifying for them but the majority of them have allowed their union to get them into this mess.
It's scary to see a long established corporation like Hostess go down the tubes and we'll always wonder if it would have happened if the workers' union had compromised.
I understand the need for unions in most cases because they do aid in making businesses pay their workers fairly but Hostess Bakery is a different story. Without wage and benefit cuts, they face bankruptcy so why wouldn't the workers bite the bullet and settle for less just for the time being, until the company was better off financially?
It's never easy for anyone to get by on less income but isn't some income better than none? There's no doubt that some union workers need a reality check today. Times are tough all over and businesses are suffering losses they have no way of controlling. If a business operates in the red too long, there is no way of climbing out of the hole and they will have to close up shop. At Hostess, this means the loss of thousands of jobs with these people thrust into one of the worst job markets in the past 20 years. It must be terrifying for them but the majority of them have allowed their union to get them into this mess.
It's scary to see a long established corporation like Hostess go down the tubes and we'll always wonder if it would have happened if the workers' union had compromised.
Friday, November 23, 2012
Coffee Morning & Not Much Else
We had about 7 people at coffee morning which is about par for this time of the year. Rare for this time of the year is that it was too cool this morning to sit outside. We had some great conversation as usual...you never know what the topics will be from one week to the next...and educated our American friends on Canadian pensions. I still can't believe that we call one of them Old Age Security. I'm going to send in a letter to the editor of the Spectator suggesting we change it to Senior Welfare. I think single Welfare pays more so they must think seniors don't eat as much or something.
I watched a few moments on T.V. which showed poor human behaviour from some people looking for bargains on Black Friday. Apparently they learned nothing from yesterday's Thanksgiving celebration. Greed and bad manners seem to rule on Black Friday so I stayed away from the stores, only daring to go to the post office.
I shouldn't knock greed. I discovered that my complete carnival glass punch bowl set is worth a pretty penny so I took some nice photos and listed it on Ebay. I'm hoping to have Ebay money to pay for all my utilities this winter (at the trailer). It used to do that and more until last year when I had to chip in some of my own money to pay for them. Times are tough for all of us.
Well, Bingo tonight and, if I don't win, I'm going to have to fork over some of my own money to play next Wednesday. If I didn't gamble, I'd be rich but I wouldn't be as happy as I am now. Money is only paper but happiness makes life worth living.
I watched a few moments on T.V. which showed poor human behaviour from some people looking for bargains on Black Friday. Apparently they learned nothing from yesterday's Thanksgiving celebration. Greed and bad manners seem to rule on Black Friday so I stayed away from the stores, only daring to go to the post office.
I shouldn't knock greed. I discovered that my complete carnival glass punch bowl set is worth a pretty penny so I took some nice photos and listed it on Ebay. I'm hoping to have Ebay money to pay for all my utilities this winter (at the trailer). It used to do that and more until last year when I had to chip in some of my own money to pay for them. Times are tough for all of us.
Well, Bingo tonight and, if I don't win, I'm going to have to fork over some of my own money to play next Wednesday. If I didn't gamble, I'd be rich but I wouldn't be as happy as I am now. Money is only paper but happiness makes life worth living.
Thursday, November 22, 2012
Thanksgiving
I guess I'm a bit cynical but I'm wondering how many people will be abused, beaten, or murdered today. Thanksgiving draws us together to consider how much we have to be thankful for but, unfortunately, the world also consists of people who believe they have the right to abuse, beat, or murder no matter what the day happens to be.
Wars are waged over petty reasons such as religious differences or clan disputes where the savagery in the human soul rises to the surface and ready to draw blood. A day off work means a whole day for some to drink themselves into a mindless rage and take it out on their helpless families. Not every home holds the wholesome scene of smiling faces at the Thanksgiving day dinner table.
Most of the seniors in my Florida park will spend the day together in our clubhouse, enjoying the camaraderie and pot luck dinner. There will be no fighting or arguing in our midst because we will truly be thankful for this moment in our time. I wish it could be the same all over the world.
I guess life is what we make of it, whether choosing to follow a peaceful path or choosing to make another's life miserable. The peaceful path is the one we were meant to follow but I often wonder if the day will ever come when it's a universal route.
Cynicism aside, I can't wait to sit a table full of good friends and dig into that turkey dinner this afternoon!
Wars are waged over petty reasons such as religious differences or clan disputes where the savagery in the human soul rises to the surface and ready to draw blood. A day off work means a whole day for some to drink themselves into a mindless rage and take it out on their helpless families. Not every home holds the wholesome scene of smiling faces at the Thanksgiving day dinner table.
Most of the seniors in my Florida park will spend the day together in our clubhouse, enjoying the camaraderie and pot luck dinner. There will be no fighting or arguing in our midst because we will truly be thankful for this moment in our time. I wish it could be the same all over the world.
I guess life is what we make of it, whether choosing to follow a peaceful path or choosing to make another's life miserable. The peaceful path is the one we were meant to follow but I often wonder if the day will ever come when it's a universal route.
Cynicism aside, I can't wait to sit a table full of good friends and dig into that turkey dinner this afternoon!
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Tech Support
When I have to call my internet server for tech support, I always apologize in advance for my lack of computer knowledge. This morning I was having some weird problem trying to get on the internet so I called Boingo.
First I got a very nice young lady who carefully explained everything to me even though I had no idea what the hell she was talking about. Nonetheless, I did what she told me to do on the computer but still couldn't access the internet.
Then she passed me on to some Asian man with a strong accent I had trouble understanding...not to mention that I still didn't know what the hell he was talking about even when I did understand him. He wasn't so nice. At times he sounded like he couldn't believe that computer illiterates like me hadn't died off with the dinasaurs. He even yelped in shock a few times when I couldn't follow his instructions. Then he passed me on to another, nicer man.
The new, nice man talked to me like I was severely mentally handicapped but that worked. I was soon back on the internet not having the foggiest notion why I hadn't been able to get on in the first place.
It's a good thing I don't give a hoot how dumb I sound to computer techs.
First I got a very nice young lady who carefully explained everything to me even though I had no idea what the hell she was talking about. Nonetheless, I did what she told me to do on the computer but still couldn't access the internet.
Then she passed me on to some Asian man with a strong accent I had trouble understanding...not to mention that I still didn't know what the hell he was talking about even when I did understand him. He wasn't so nice. At times he sounded like he couldn't believe that computer illiterates like me hadn't died off with the dinasaurs. He even yelped in shock a few times when I couldn't follow his instructions. Then he passed me on to another, nicer man.
The new, nice man talked to me like I was severely mentally handicapped but that worked. I was soon back on the internet not having the foggiest notion why I hadn't been able to get on in the first place.
It's a good thing I don't give a hoot how dumb I sound to computer techs.
Arm and Wrist Still Hurting
Whining isn't all bad, is it? My wrist still hurts a lot with sudden stabbing pains that wake me up at night. My hand and arm are still slightly swollen, too, and that makes me wonder if there can be tissue damage. If I was home, I'd hike myself over to the doctor but I'm here in Florida and that's what stops me.
I have never been able to handle pain well so, if this pain doesn't go away soon, no-one will be able to stand being around me because of all the whining they'll hear. Maybe I should call my soon-to-be nurse practitioner daughter and get her input.
I have never been able to handle pain well so, if this pain doesn't go away soon, no-one will be able to stand being around me because of all the whining they'll hear. Maybe I should call my soon-to-be nurse practitioner daughter and get her input.
Monday, November 19, 2012
American Thanksgiving
The American Thanksgiving is held this coming Thursday and I've been reading comments on Facebook about it. Shelley, and others, have posted every day this month about the things in her life she has to be thankful for and it got me thinking. It seems as though I wasn't even aware of what I had to be thankful for until mere years ago. I just took everything for granted.
We should never take our good fortunes for granted. I have precious family that I take pains to make sure I love them dearly but I just assume that my friends know how much they mean to me. What they'll never really know is just how important they are in my life and how rich they've made my senior years.
Family will always come first, of course, but some friends become as close as family and I'd be lost without them. It's true that good friends know all the bad things about you but love you anyway and that is a comforting thought. Sometimes we think our families just tolerate us because we're related but friends can walk away any time if they choose.
I've lived on this planet for over 72 years and I know how precious friendship is. I'm lucky enough to have family members who are also friends, not just family, and they are treasures.
So, on this coming Thanksgiving, I am reminded how deeply thankful I am for my family and friends because my heart would be empty without them.
We should never take our good fortunes for granted. I have precious family that I take pains to make sure I love them dearly but I just assume that my friends know how much they mean to me. What they'll never really know is just how important they are in my life and how rich they've made my senior years.
Family will always come first, of course, but some friends become as close as family and I'd be lost without them. It's true that good friends know all the bad things about you but love you anyway and that is a comforting thought. Sometimes we think our families just tolerate us because we're related but friends can walk away any time if they choose.
I've lived on this planet for over 72 years and I know how precious friendship is. I'm lucky enough to have family members who are also friends, not just family, and they are treasures.
So, on this coming Thanksgiving, I am reminded how deeply thankful I am for my family and friends because my heart would be empty without them.
Sunday, November 18, 2012
Laundry Day
I've never really had a specific day to do laundry, just what was convenient and decent weather for drying. I haven't been able to dry my laundry outside for years in Canada so it's so nice to be able to do it here in Florida.
Today there's a nice breeze blowing so my laundry will dry in no time. The sheets will smell like heaven when I crawl into bed tonight, too. There's something so gratifying about folding and hanging fresh laundry but getting other housework done doesn't give me near the same degree of satisfaction.
I'm going to lunch with Barb in a while and we'll also do a bit of shopping. Life is good!
Today there's a nice breeze blowing so my laundry will dry in no time. The sheets will smell like heaven when I crawl into bed tonight, too. There's something so gratifying about folding and hanging fresh laundry but getting other housework done doesn't give me near the same degree of satisfaction.
I'm going to lunch with Barb in a while and we'll also do a bit of shopping. Life is good!
Friday, November 16, 2012
Sick Baby
Yesterday my baby, Shelley, called to say she was sick and would I come over to Tampa to drive her to the doctor if she wasn't any better today. Of course I would!! My baby may be 48 years old but she's still my baby and the most important purpose I have on this earth is to take care of my babies.
I worried all night long, wondering what the heck could be causing her tummy pains and thinking frightening thoughts. Morning arrived and the phone rang. Shelley is fine. My world suddenly brightened again as the worries slipped right off my shoulders.
Every time one of my children, grandchildren, or greatgrandchildren get sick, I find myself wishing I'd never had kids because I worry about them so much. Then I think of all the joy they bring me and I'm ever thankful again for their presence.
Motherhood is a precious gift but it does have it's drawbacks. I wouldn't have wanted to live my life without my babies, though.
I worried all night long, wondering what the heck could be causing her tummy pains and thinking frightening thoughts. Morning arrived and the phone rang. Shelley is fine. My world suddenly brightened again as the worries slipped right off my shoulders.
Every time one of my children, grandchildren, or greatgrandchildren get sick, I find myself wishing I'd never had kids because I worry about them so much. Then I think of all the joy they bring me and I'm ever thankful again for their presence.
Motherhood is a precious gift but it does have it's drawbacks. I wouldn't have wanted to live my life without my babies, though.
Random Acts of Kindness
I received an e-mail about random acts of kindness, some of which were deliberate like prepaying another's meal or highway toll but most were awe inspiring.
One that affected me the most was of a person walking beside and holding an umbrella over a legless man on his little wheeled platform. That is true kindness for our fellow man.
I think that what we tend to refer to as manners can also be called acts of kindness, like holding the door open for a stranger or helping them carry loads of groceries to their car. There are so many little things that we do to make another's life just a tiny bit easier and that's what we should remember when hearing of the evils done in this world. If we weren't facing more good and kind people than the evil ones every day, it wouldn't be safe to leave the house.
Acts of kindness are never lost on me and each one makes me want to be a better person myself. Who knows, maybe a few acts of kindness might have changed the lives of some of those evil people out there.
One that affected me the most was of a person walking beside and holding an umbrella over a legless man on his little wheeled platform. That is true kindness for our fellow man.
I think that what we tend to refer to as manners can also be called acts of kindness, like holding the door open for a stranger or helping them carry loads of groceries to their car. There are so many little things that we do to make another's life just a tiny bit easier and that's what we should remember when hearing of the evils done in this world. If we weren't facing more good and kind people than the evil ones every day, it wouldn't be safe to leave the house.
Acts of kindness are never lost on me and each one makes me want to be a better person myself. Who knows, maybe a few acts of kindness might have changed the lives of some of those evil people out there.
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Found Humor
This is something cute I found while cleaning...not my words but I sure undersdtand the sentiment.
Aug. 12.....Moved to our new house in Connecticut. It is so beautiful here. The mountains are so majestic. Can hardly wait to see them with snow covering them.
Oct. 1.......The leaves are turned all the colors and shades of red and orange. Went for a ride through the beautiful mountains and saw some deer. This must be paradise. I love it here.
Dec. 2........Woke up to find everything blanketed with white snow. It looks like a postcard. We cleaned the snow off the stops and shovelled the driveway but when the snowplaw came by, we had to shovel it again. What a beautiful place. I love Connecticut.
Dec. 12......More snow last night. I love it here.
Dec. 19......More snow last night and couldn't get out of the driveway to get to work. I'm exhausted from shovelling. F....n snowplow!
Dec. 22.....More of that white shit fell last night. I think that snowplow hides around the curve and waits till I'm done shovelling the driveway. Asshole!
Dec. 25.....Merry F....n Xmas! More friggin snow. If I ever get my hands on that son of a bitch who drives the snowplow, I swear I'll kill him.
Dec. 27....More snow! Been inside for 3 days except for shovelling the driveway after the snowplow goes by. Can't go anywhere, car's stuck in a mountain of white shit. Expecting another 10" of snow tonight.
Dec. 28....The f....n weatherman was wrong. We got 34" this time. The snowplow got stuck up the road and that bastard came to the door asking to borrow my shovel. I broke it over his f...n head.
Jan. 4......Finally got out of the house today to buy groceries. A damned deer ran into the front of my car, caused $3,000 damage. I wish the hunters had killed them all last fall.
May 3.....My car is rusting out from all the salt they put on the roads during the winter.
May 10...Moved to Georgia. I can't imagine why anyone in their right mind would ever live in that god-forsaken state of Connecticut.
Aug. 12.....Moved to our new house in Connecticut. It is so beautiful here. The mountains are so majestic. Can hardly wait to see them with snow covering them.
Oct. 1.......The leaves are turned all the colors and shades of red and orange. Went for a ride through the beautiful mountains and saw some deer. This must be paradise. I love it here.
Dec. 2........Woke up to find everything blanketed with white snow. It looks like a postcard. We cleaned the snow off the stops and shovelled the driveway but when the snowplaw came by, we had to shovel it again. What a beautiful place. I love Connecticut.
Dec. 12......More snow last night. I love it here.
Dec. 19......More snow last night and couldn't get out of the driveway to get to work. I'm exhausted from shovelling. F....n snowplow!
Dec. 22.....More of that white shit fell last night. I think that snowplow hides around the curve and waits till I'm done shovelling the driveway. Asshole!
Dec. 25.....Merry F....n Xmas! More friggin snow. If I ever get my hands on that son of a bitch who drives the snowplow, I swear I'll kill him.
Dec. 27....More snow! Been inside for 3 days except for shovelling the driveway after the snowplow goes by. Can't go anywhere, car's stuck in a mountain of white shit. Expecting another 10" of snow tonight.
Dec. 28....The f....n weatherman was wrong. We got 34" this time. The snowplow got stuck up the road and that bastard came to the door asking to borrow my shovel. I broke it over his f...n head.
Jan. 4......Finally got out of the house today to buy groceries. A damned deer ran into the front of my car, caused $3,000 damage. I wish the hunters had killed them all last fall.
May 3.....My car is rusting out from all the salt they put on the roads during the winter.
May 10...Moved to Georgia. I can't imagine why anyone in their right mind would ever live in that god-forsaken state of Connecticut.
Why Am I Still So Computer Illiterate?
I can't for the life of me understand why my blog shows differently on this computer. Is it because I'm using a different server? Is it because this is the new format? How the heck do they expect me to find the stuff I'm used to finding and why is it gone in the first place? I'm so frustrated!
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Infidelity
So a top ranking U.S. military officer retires because he's caught having an affair. Give me a break! Either there's much, much more to this story or 90% of the politicians in this country should also retire.
I have no respect for someone who has an affair while staying in their marriage but I'm not blind to the fact that it happens all too often. What I'll never understand is why a philanderer bothers staying in their marriage or even getting married at all.
The mental pain caused to the wounded spouse when a husband or wife has an affair can be excruciating and it's not something a person could do if they truly loved them. Nevertheless, it happens and I can only think of the offender as cruelly selfish and self centered.
When someone in a powerful government position strays and is forced to step down from his/her job, we can assume that more than sex was involved. Personally, I think the guy was a jerk to publicly embarrass his wife like this.
I have no respect for someone who has an affair while staying in their marriage but I'm not blind to the fact that it happens all too often. What I'll never understand is why a philanderer bothers staying in their marriage or even getting married at all.
The mental pain caused to the wounded spouse when a husband or wife has an affair can be excruciating and it's not something a person could do if they truly loved them. Nevertheless, it happens and I can only think of the offender as cruelly selfish and self centered.
When someone in a powerful government position strays and is forced to step down from his/her job, we can assume that more than sex was involved. Personally, I think the guy was a jerk to publicly embarrass his wife like this.
Monday, November 12, 2012
Ebay Snit
It seems so unfair that I acquired a faster internet but now I'm having trouble uploading pictures to Ebay. I sit here adrift in a sea of lack of computer knowledge, unable to begin to understand what my problem might be.
I think I'll do something easy like watch T.V.
I think I'll do something easy like watch T.V.
Sunday, November 11, 2012
Home Alone
It's Sunday evening, one of my few home alone evenings and I'm thoroughly enjoying it. Sylvia, Jake and I had a lovely brunch at "Bob Evans" so I only had soup for supper. Then I had a short nap...just enough to regain my energy for a few hours of T.V. and computer playing. My life might not be exciting but it's just perfect for me.
When we were in Tampa, we saw a couple begging at an intersection and it made me think about how fickle chance is in your life. The two looked to be in their 40's and terribly rough around the edges but who knows what has happened in their lives to bring them to this moment? No-one is born expecting to end up a beggar but some are given more opportunities than others to better themselves. I thank the fates that I have a good life. And the person I thank the most is Dennis.
I'm sitting here at my laptop and half listening to a Xmas story on T.V. I don't think I could be much happier than I am at this moment. Well, maybe a bit more if I didn't know there was a teensy lizard lurking nearby.
When we were in Tampa, we saw a couple begging at an intersection and it made me think about how fickle chance is in your life. The two looked to be in their 40's and terribly rough around the edges but who knows what has happened in their lives to bring them to this moment? No-one is born expecting to end up a beggar but some are given more opportunities than others to better themselves. I thank the fates that I have a good life. And the person I thank the most is Dennis.
I'm sitting here at my laptop and half listening to a Xmas story on T.V. I don't think I could be much happier than I am at this moment. Well, maybe a bit more if I didn't know there was a teensy lizard lurking nearby.
Got Boingo
Well, yesterday was very interesting. I've been told for years to get Boingo as my internet server but still believed I'd have the same trouble I had when they first introduced wireless to the park. Now that we have more antennas, it isn't the same story so I tried once again. I managed to get myself set up with Boingo and then couldn't figure out how to get back in. I'm truly computer illiterate with most things.
I picked Jake up at 1 P.M. to spend the night with me and he quickly reset the car clock that I hadn't been able to figure out. When we got to the trailer he quickly figured out Boingo and gave me a few lessons. As he was teaching me, Jan came over and finished the lessons. I now know how to use Boingo but it took 2 people to set me straight.
The speed with Boingo is equivalent to what I have back home so I'm happy as pig in poo. AOL dial-up was so slow, it made me crazy. Boingo also only costs $10 per month compared to AOL which was costing me $15 so it's all a good thing!
Sylvia, Jake, and I are going out for Sunday brunch today and then to the flea market before we take him home. I'm not sure if he was bored staying overnight but he's such a pleasant, polite boy that I'll probably never know. He's grown so tall...has his Grampa Dennis' height!
Well, typing is still tiring on my bad wrist, especially with the laptop which requires me to hold my hands up above the desk, so I'll leave for now but I'll be back...happy to be using Boingo!!
I picked Jake up at 1 P.M. to spend the night with me and he quickly reset the car clock that I hadn't been able to figure out. When we got to the trailer he quickly figured out Boingo and gave me a few lessons. As he was teaching me, Jan came over and finished the lessons. I now know how to use Boingo but it took 2 people to set me straight.
The speed with Boingo is equivalent to what I have back home so I'm happy as pig in poo. AOL dial-up was so slow, it made me crazy. Boingo also only costs $10 per month compared to AOL which was costing me $15 so it's all a good thing!
Sylvia, Jake, and I are going out for Sunday brunch today and then to the flea market before we take him home. I'm not sure if he was bored staying overnight but he's such a pleasant, polite boy that I'll probably never know. He's grown so tall...has his Grampa Dennis' height!
Well, typing is still tiring on my bad wrist, especially with the laptop which requires me to hold my hands up above the desk, so I'll leave for now but I'll be back...happy to be using Boingo!!
Saturday, November 10, 2012
Somehow I'm Back On The Blog
This morning I opened another internet service account which is wireless and hopefully faster but I couldn't figure out how to use it until Jake (who's never done anything like this) figured it out in no time at all. Why is it that kids know how to use these computers so well and us oldsters barely get along on them?
Anyway, lots has happened since I got to Florida but I'm not going to write too long because I only have Jake until tomorrow and want to spend all my time with him.
I'm well, the trailer is well, and Florida is sunny and warm. I only hope I can figure out how to get back on the internet when Jake isn't here.
Anyway, lots has happened since I got to Florida but I'm not going to write too long because I only have Jake until tomorrow and want to spend all my time with him.
I'm well, the trailer is well, and Florida is sunny and warm. I only hope I can figure out how to get back on the internet when Jake isn't here.
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