2/20/20
Stacey is coming over this morning, so that we can have a play date. For the most part, I am stuck at home. My family thinks I'm not well enough to drive. On one hand, I agree - but, on the other hand, I disagree. I'm not looking to drive on the interstate, but I would like to go to training, the library and the nail salon by myself. My car, at the moment, is large and heavy, actually, more car than I need. I would like to have a "small" car. Easier to park, because I presently sort of suck at parking. My car, is older and doesn't have all the "bells and whistles" that newer cars have. And, I have to admit, I'm jealous.
Watched the debate last night, and it felt like the gloves seemed to be off. Bloomberg didn't have too much to say. Maybe he's letting the others squabble among themselves. While he stays "cool" as a cucumber. Strategy perhaps? I did find, the long debate, and the pills I take at bedtime, eventually made me fall asleep! Both Jeff and I can easily fall asleep in our recliners. But, sometimes when you go to bed, a "busy" head creeps in.
Yesterday, I went walking, without my rollator, twice around the circle. I let Daisy go out when I do. And, believe me, the girl can run! When I was finished (i.e., tired) walking, Daisy came into the house with me. Her reward? A dog treat, but I always call them cookies.
Gotta run. Stacey will be here in a few minutes, and I haven't finished my "toilet" yet.
More tomorrow.
P
Thursday, February 20, 2020
Wednesday, February 19, 2020
Yesterday's Blog
2/19/2020
I had such a great (in my opinion) blog yesterday. It was all about the Bermuda Triangle. I had even done some research on that subject, statistics and all. Then right at the very end, instead of publishing this wonderful writing, hit the wrong button and the blog disappeared. Perhaps, it went into a computer version of the Bermuda Triangle. Anyway, I was super bummed, that I had lost everything.
I was watching "The Bachelor" this morning while I ate my breakfast. This episode was about the bachelor meeting the ladies' homes. Some of the visits seemed to go well, and others not so much. It's generally the fathers who appear to be more reluctant. I think it's harder for fathers to "give away" if you will, their daughters. Fathers and daughters, at least in my case, had a special bond.
Statistics: "The Bachelor" has been airing for 23 seasons now since 2002, and only two couples from the show are still together. Out of the 15 seasons of "The Bachelorette" since 2003, six of the couples are still together. Not very good odds I'm thinking. But, Jeff and I met on a blind date (thanks Dad), in May of 1974, and were married in September of 1974. This September we will have been together for 46 years. A pretty good track record, by today's standards. We have been together a really long time. As, I have progressed slowly (nothing to cheer about) into a world of things I can't remember, fidget with things that were better off alone (because I normally get things all "f____d" up. And, then Jeff (and I'm so sorry) has to come and fix these broken things. I'll start to watch a television show with Jeff, and then he reminds me that we watched that show yesterday. Really? And, believe me, written notes don't work, because I can't remember where I put the notes. Basically, it's not easy living with me now, because Jeff has become in charge of me, most of the time. He doesn't complain, but I beat myself up, that I am not making little or no progress getting my brain to work better.
I strongly believe that Jeff has gotten the worse part of our wedding vows. And, I really would like to do better, mentally, but since all of this nonsense that happened in 2013, has left me the way I am. I feel it's not likely that I will get up one day, and announce to the world that I'm better!
I haven't driven since I backed into a building, a few years ago. I want to drive again. Nothing far from home: salon, library, personal training, etc. I'm pretty sure that I will never drive on the interstate again. And, that's fine with me.
Finishing up now. And, I'm going to concentrate on the right "button" on the keyboard, so that I can publish this blog.
P
I had such a great (in my opinion) blog yesterday. It was all about the Bermuda Triangle. I had even done some research on that subject, statistics and all. Then right at the very end, instead of publishing this wonderful writing, hit the wrong button and the blog disappeared. Perhaps, it went into a computer version of the Bermuda Triangle. Anyway, I was super bummed, that I had lost everything.
I was watching "The Bachelor" this morning while I ate my breakfast. This episode was about the bachelor meeting the ladies' homes. Some of the visits seemed to go well, and others not so much. It's generally the fathers who appear to be more reluctant. I think it's harder for fathers to "give away" if you will, their daughters. Fathers and daughters, at least in my case, had a special bond.
Statistics: "The Bachelor" has been airing for 23 seasons now since 2002, and only two couples from the show are still together. Out of the 15 seasons of "The Bachelorette" since 2003, six of the couples are still together. Not very good odds I'm thinking. But, Jeff and I met on a blind date (thanks Dad), in May of 1974, and were married in September of 1974. This September we will have been together for 46 years. A pretty good track record, by today's standards. We have been together a really long time. As, I have progressed slowly (nothing to cheer about) into a world of things I can't remember, fidget with things that were better off alone (because I normally get things all "f____d" up. And, then Jeff (and I'm so sorry) has to come and fix these broken things. I'll start to watch a television show with Jeff, and then he reminds me that we watched that show yesterday. Really? And, believe me, written notes don't work, because I can't remember where I put the notes. Basically, it's not easy living with me now, because Jeff has become in charge of me, most of the time. He doesn't complain, but I beat myself up, that I am not making little or no progress getting my brain to work better.
I strongly believe that Jeff has gotten the worse part of our wedding vows. And, I really would like to do better, mentally, but since all of this nonsense that happened in 2013, has left me the way I am. I feel it's not likely that I will get up one day, and announce to the world that I'm better!
I haven't driven since I backed into a building, a few years ago. I want to drive again. Nothing far from home: salon, library, personal training, etc. I'm pretty sure that I will never drive on the interstate again. And, that's fine with me.
Finishing up now. And, I'm going to concentrate on the right "button" on the keyboard, so that I can publish this blog.
P
Tuesday, February 18, 2020
Deleted my blog!
2/18/2020
I had just finished writing what I thought was an informative blog about the Bermuda Triangle. Well, long story short, after finishing the blog, I hit the wrong button (idiot) and managed to delete all of my work! This, obviously, makes me quite angry - at myself.
Later today, I will try and recreate the blog for you.
Apologies.
P
I had just finished writing what I thought was an informative blog about the Bermuda Triangle. Well, long story short, after finishing the blog, I hit the wrong button (idiot) and managed to delete all of my work! This, obviously, makes me quite angry - at myself.
Later today, I will try and recreate the blog for you.
Apologies.
P
Monday, February 17, 2020
His and Her Television
2/17/2020
In the spirit of generosity, I recorded the Daytona race, for Jeff to watch yesterday. In return, I recorded American Idol. I did watch the entire race, but I could have done without the commenters pretty much all the time. I think of these people, as "talking heads". But, they have a job to do, and to be fair, they do it well.
I recorded American Idol last night, and watched it this morning. Jeff was eating breakfast, so he watched a few minutes, before he headed upstairs to work. Unlike the auditions in the past, only 2 contestants (I think that's how many) didn't get the golden ticket. It's thrilling to be going to Hollywood, but once the auditions are over, then the real work begins. Group singing, which is something that everybody can do. Solo singing, and some people won't make the grade. And, I know that not going further in the battle to become the next American Idol, would be disappointing. I don't sing, not in the shower, not in the car, not ever. When I was a teenager and we were singing Christmas carols, I sang along with the family, and the Christmas tree fell over. Blame was quickly assigned, and I was the "winner"! If I'm somewhere where you are expected to sing, I silently sing the words, nothing out loud. Not too paranoid I swear.
I'm late today, because some kind of glitch in our network system. At least it wasn't my fault. There are really only two things that I want working in the house: my television and my computer. I am the mother of two sons, and one husband, all of whom are "geeks". I don't know whether the television or the computer is the most important. And, I don't want to take sides!
Jeff and Bella went to the store yesterday, and you know that means Costco and Walmart. Occasionally, we will go to another grocery store, but that's rare. I don't always go, because Jeff is a shopper and I'm a looker. I want to browse leisurely in the clothes section, for sure, but other sections, like organizing bins, etc., are also favorites of mine. Jeff wants to get in and out - me - not so much.
The weather today is sunny, and no rain. We've had a lot of rain recently, and all of us are tired of it. Unlike snow, which really doesn't make you feel wet, rain, on the other hand, can soak through your clothes.
Because I know you care, today is: national random acts of kindness and national cabbage day (uck).
Have a great day, and I'll chat with you tomorrow.
P
In the spirit of generosity, I recorded the Daytona race, for Jeff to watch yesterday. In return, I recorded American Idol. I did watch the entire race, but I could have done without the commenters pretty much all the time. I think of these people, as "talking heads". But, they have a job to do, and to be fair, they do it well.
I recorded American Idol last night, and watched it this morning. Jeff was eating breakfast, so he watched a few minutes, before he headed upstairs to work. Unlike the auditions in the past, only 2 contestants (I think that's how many) didn't get the golden ticket. It's thrilling to be going to Hollywood, but once the auditions are over, then the real work begins. Group singing, which is something that everybody can do. Solo singing, and some people won't make the grade. And, I know that not going further in the battle to become the next American Idol, would be disappointing. I don't sing, not in the shower, not in the car, not ever. When I was a teenager and we were singing Christmas carols, I sang along with the family, and the Christmas tree fell over. Blame was quickly assigned, and I was the "winner"! If I'm somewhere where you are expected to sing, I silently sing the words, nothing out loud. Not too paranoid I swear.
I'm late today, because some kind of glitch in our network system. At least it wasn't my fault. There are really only two things that I want working in the house: my television and my computer. I am the mother of two sons, and one husband, all of whom are "geeks". I don't know whether the television or the computer is the most important. And, I don't want to take sides!
Jeff and Bella went to the store yesterday, and you know that means Costco and Walmart. Occasionally, we will go to another grocery store, but that's rare. I don't always go, because Jeff is a shopper and I'm a looker. I want to browse leisurely in the clothes section, for sure, but other sections, like organizing bins, etc., are also favorites of mine. Jeff wants to get in and out - me - not so much.
The weather today is sunny, and no rain. We've had a lot of rain recently, and all of us are tired of it. Unlike snow, which really doesn't make you feel wet, rain, on the other hand, can soak through your clothes.
Because I know you care, today is: national random acts of kindness and national cabbage day (uck).
Have a great day, and I'll chat with you tomorrow.
P
Thursday, February 13, 2020
Happy Valentine
2/13/2020
Tomorrow, and I know that everybody already knows this - but it's Valentines Day. For late shoppers, if you go to the store today, you can probably get a sale price on cards, gifts, etc.
Once a holiday is over, or almost over, the stores want to get as much of their "special" inventory out of the way. And, that's where you the shopper comes in. If, you're buying flowers, probably need to go to the store or florist tomorrow for fresh flowers.
As much as I would love to have candy, it's not really on my diet. And, I have a super hard time, saying no to anything sweet. It's just who I am.
Jeff, my best friend, protector, and someone who can open up jars! gave me a lovely card today. I want to be a better person for him, but even with my best efforts, tend to come up short (at least that's my opinion). I really, for the most part, don't remember watching a television show, even though I watched it just one day ago!
It's been 7 years since my first "incident". And even with many ECT treatments, fear that the memory (or lack thereof) I have today, is the memory I'm sure, I will have to my very last day. Bummer. I do crossword puzzles every day, and am only slightly successful. Jigsaw puzzles, as well as books with word search, haven't so far made a difference, as far as my mind is concerned.
Jeff is, and has been, supportive of the mental missing links, I have. Unfortunately, for him, I repeat the same questions over and over again - I really can't remember his answers. You don't have to be a rocket science to know, that this behavior can be annoying. And, I wish I could do better.
So a special Valentine Day message to Jeff. Our vows, like most people, was for better or worse. Sadly, I believe that, at this point in time, Jeff is getting the worst part of that vow.
Here's to my best friend, who has never let me down, tries patiently to deal with the things that I can't remember. Which, to be sure, are many things.
Thank you Jeff for always taking good care of me, in the past and definitely doing so now. My father was right in 1974, when he told me that you were a good man, just before I went down the aisle.
Happy Valentine's Day Jeff. Love you.
Tomorrow, and I know that everybody already knows this - but it's Valentines Day. For late shoppers, if you go to the store today, you can probably get a sale price on cards, gifts, etc.
Once a holiday is over, or almost over, the stores want to get as much of their "special" inventory out of the way. And, that's where you the shopper comes in. If, you're buying flowers, probably need to go to the store or florist tomorrow for fresh flowers.
As much as I would love to have candy, it's not really on my diet. And, I have a super hard time, saying no to anything sweet. It's just who I am.
Jeff, my best friend, protector, and someone who can open up jars! gave me a lovely card today. I want to be a better person for him, but even with my best efforts, tend to come up short (at least that's my opinion). I really, for the most part, don't remember watching a television show, even though I watched it just one day ago!
It's been 7 years since my first "incident". And even with many ECT treatments, fear that the memory (or lack thereof) I have today, is the memory I'm sure, I will have to my very last day. Bummer. I do crossword puzzles every day, and am only slightly successful. Jigsaw puzzles, as well as books with word search, haven't so far made a difference, as far as my mind is concerned.
Jeff is, and has been, supportive of the mental missing links, I have. Unfortunately, for him, I repeat the same questions over and over again - I really can't remember his answers. You don't have to be a rocket science to know, that this behavior can be annoying. And, I wish I could do better.
So a special Valentine Day message to Jeff. Our vows, like most people, was for better or worse. Sadly, I believe that, at this point in time, Jeff is getting the worst part of that vow.
Here's to my best friend, who has never let me down, tries patiently to deal with the things that I can't remember. Which, to be sure, are many things.
Thank you Jeff for always taking good care of me, in the past and definitely doing so now. My father was right in 1974, when he told me that you were a good man, just before I went down the aisle.
Happy Valentine's Day Jeff. Love you.
Wednesday, February 12, 2020
My World
2/11/2020
Another dreary day in the neighborhood. I suppose that when we actually get a sunny day, we'll really appreciate it. So far, we've haven't had a snow accumulation. I know people, Scott in particular, who wants a lot of snow. Me? Not so much.
I've been watching, from time to time, the votes coming in from New Hampshire. Do I have a favorite candidate picked out? I do, but you all know that I don't "do" politics.
I watch all of my "crappy" reality shows while Jeff is working. When his day is over, we then settle in to watch are favorite shows, or other reality shows, like Swamp People, etc.
I have a phone consultation with a hypnotist on the 24th. I have several things on my mind (you don't say), that I'd like to explore. Maybe, I should be hypnotized to not like sugar! Think of the calories I could save. (smiley face here)
All of my donations that I have collected will be picked up tomorrow - yeah. I have 6 boxes and 3 bags of clothes. I actually don't remember what clothes are in those bags. But, once they're gone, they're gone. I have enough clothes (Jeff will agree) that are slightly too big, but I believe I've bagged up clothes that just were horrendously too big. My personal trainer called me out a few weeks ago, about the pants I was wearing. I went home and put those pants in a donation pile. Too bad, because I really liked those pants. I am just 7 pounds away from my first goal. And, 21 pounds away from the lowest weight I achieved after bariatric (sp) surgery
some years ago.
So proud of myself, wrote my blog before noon!
If you care, and I certainly don't, it's plum pudding day.
P
Another dreary day in the neighborhood. I suppose that when we actually get a sunny day, we'll really appreciate it. So far, we've haven't had a snow accumulation. I know people, Scott in particular, who wants a lot of snow. Me? Not so much.
I've been watching, from time to time, the votes coming in from New Hampshire. Do I have a favorite candidate picked out? I do, but you all know that I don't "do" politics.
I watch all of my "crappy" reality shows while Jeff is working. When his day is over, we then settle in to watch are favorite shows, or other reality shows, like Swamp People, etc.
I have a phone consultation with a hypnotist on the 24th. I have several things on my mind (you don't say), that I'd like to explore. Maybe, I should be hypnotized to not like sugar! Think of the calories I could save. (smiley face here)
All of my donations that I have collected will be picked up tomorrow - yeah. I have 6 boxes and 3 bags of clothes. I actually don't remember what clothes are in those bags. But, once they're gone, they're gone. I have enough clothes (Jeff will agree) that are slightly too big, but I believe I've bagged up clothes that just were horrendously too big. My personal trainer called me out a few weeks ago, about the pants I was wearing. I went home and put those pants in a donation pile. Too bad, because I really liked those pants. I am just 7 pounds away from my first goal. And, 21 pounds away from the lowest weight I achieved after bariatric (sp) surgery
some years ago.
So proud of myself, wrote my blog before noon!
If you care, and I certainly don't, it's plum pudding day.
P
Tuesday, February 11, 2020
Have to Type Fast!
2/11/2020
I have a mere 30 minutes to type and avoid my personal time to blog, before noon!
Nothing particularly new to report. Unless, you want to know how many naps I now take daily. One of my medicines has been increased, and the side affects leave me tired and stumbling, among other things.
The three pieces of our tree that are sitting on the porch have split. I didn't know that would happen. I wanted to wait until warmer weather and varnish them. Who knows, maybe the split gives them more character.
I've become quite good at "reading" a book, while "watching television"! Not everybody has that kind of talent! So, this makes me quite unique.This is not a new talent - nope - being this for years. I glance at a page, and get the general idea, and move on. There are times, when the story is very interesting, and I actually do read all the pages.
Some of you know, that for a very long time, I was trying to write about a story that involved Lincoln, underground tunnels, pews that were movable in a church, so slaves could safely go underground to get to the bay and freedom. This has been on-going, but haven't written more about the story, guess I've just lost my mo-jo.
I now think a better story, would be a non-fiction book about my life. I can hear all of you sighing. But, trust me there are bits and pieces of my life, that could be interesting to a reader. Truthfully, I would be happy beyond words, if I did accomplish writing a book. And, what would make me happier, is if I earned enough money (okay, this part is truly fiction) to buy a newer and faster plane. See how generous I am! Okay, that's after I have my whole body pulled up by my ankles and tied off some how on my head!
If, it's warm and sunny where you are - stay there. The sky here is bleak and gray with off and on sprinkles. Definitely a day for using my "SAD" light.
P
I have a mere 30 minutes to type and avoid my personal time to blog, before noon!
Nothing particularly new to report. Unless, you want to know how many naps I now take daily. One of my medicines has been increased, and the side affects leave me tired and stumbling, among other things.
The three pieces of our tree that are sitting on the porch have split. I didn't know that would happen. I wanted to wait until warmer weather and varnish them. Who knows, maybe the split gives them more character.
I've become quite good at "reading" a book, while "watching television"! Not everybody has that kind of talent! So, this makes me quite unique.This is not a new talent - nope - being this for years. I glance at a page, and get the general idea, and move on. There are times, when the story is very interesting, and I actually do read all the pages.
Some of you know, that for a very long time, I was trying to write about a story that involved Lincoln, underground tunnels, pews that were movable in a church, so slaves could safely go underground to get to the bay and freedom. This has been on-going, but haven't written more about the story, guess I've just lost my mo-jo.
I now think a better story, would be a non-fiction book about my life. I can hear all of you sighing. But, trust me there are bits and pieces of my life, that could be interesting to a reader. Truthfully, I would be happy beyond words, if I did accomplish writing a book. And, what would make me happier, is if I earned enough money (okay, this part is truly fiction) to buy a newer and faster plane. See how generous I am! Okay, that's after I have my whole body pulled up by my ankles and tied off some how on my head!
If, it's warm and sunny where you are - stay there. The sky here is bleak and gray with off and on sprinkles. Definitely a day for using my "SAD" light.
P
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