Thursday, August 11, 2016

Guinness advert - "Men and women shouldn't live together"

I was doing research on "dance club fashions of 1995" and this popped up. How, why? Who knows how the internet decides what we want to see. But this is brilliant! An advert from 1995 that shows a couple facing the trials of living together-- way ahead of it's time! But because of a back-lash by anti-gay groups, it was never shown. Which is too bad. It's a good ad!

Saturday, June 18, 2016

Golden - A short film by Kai Stänicke

I'm not going to say anything about this short film, except that it's lovely.

Monday, June 13, 2016

I'm The Hippy of the Bunch

Trying to find the logic in the not-logical. Members of my family carry guns "for safety". There is no talking to them. And I don't imagine events of the weekend made even a dent in their opinions. 

Tuesday, June 7, 2016

A Tiny Vent

So, my mom is just shy of 80. Not exactly a spring chicken. And she has some health issues: a heart-affecting birth-defect and COPD. And apparently my step-dad told everyone at their church that she's not doing well.  And yes, she was having some tests done. Now, if you live in a small town, you will understand. I've had soooo many people ask me "how is your mom?" and in the that soft voice with what they mean to be a compassionate look on their face. I didn't think too much of it at first. I mean, she told me the test results came back good although they found a cyst by her thyroid and then she left forWyoming to see my brother and his new grandson. But then I began to worry and called my aunt. We compared notes and she reassured me that every thing is okay. And then another lady from her church asked me again this afternoon and I practically yelled at her "she's okay!". And when I say yelled, I think I actually did. Her eyes got big and she was all like "oh, good. glad to hear that" at which point I asked her to tell everyone at church that Mom isn't about to die.

Now, I know my step-dad is just worried, and he's a great guy who has taken amazing care of my mom, so I'm not complaining. Mom does have breathing issues. But that's because she should have one of those portable oxygen tanks but she's too proud to carry one. But, I think maybe I'm just having one of those days when everyone is getting on my nerves.

Yup, that's it. Just had to vent a little!

Thursday, June 2, 2016

Morning Coffee

When you hear noise from the other room and go to investigate-- and the culprit stayed at the scene of the crime! Yup, that's how my morning is starting!

Tuesday, May 3, 2016

If It Weren't For Bad Luck

 2016 hasn't just been a bad year for celebrities. Apparently, it's hitting right close to home. Meaning, I keep thinking "we'll get through this month and nothing bad will happen. Smooth sailing the rest of the year!" Wrong! We've been having trouble with our (11 year old) car for the last 6 months. We've put well over $1000 dollars into her, but I didn't think that was bad considering it's been a good car and we've never had to put much money into her. So yesterday the hubby got ready to leave for work and the back tire wouldn't spin. Needless to say, he called into work. Next door neighbor owns a mechanic shop so when he got off work he looked at it. Brake pad had disintegrated. He got it to moving, so I'm taking it down to his shop this morning and hoping he can get to it right away. So the hubby is missing another day of work (that we can't afford) and I've got my follow up doctor's visit this afternoon, so I'm hoping they can get it done by noon. Otherwise, I'm going to be scrambling for a ride. Because I need released so I can go back to work full time! (I've worked light duty/half time since Wednesday). And now I've got that stupid Hee Haw song stuck in my head. Just another thing to deal with today!

Saturday, April 23, 2016

Another Update

           I have to wonder if it's the way I was raised? I'm sick. A cold, more than likely. I feel like crap. I should just go to bed and sleep. And yet, here I am, trying to get some work done. I mean, I planned it that way. Surgery on Tuesday, get an organ removed, go home, get a few "no lifting involved" things done while I took a few days to recuperate, feel accomplished. Really? That's what I expected? I mean, I had an organ removed! True, one we don't need to survive, but still. I went to an outpatient center, the doc yanked it out, and I went home two hours later. (Is that not the most amazing thing? It kind of blows my mind--not a wart, not a tooth- a gol-damn organ! and home by noon, for f*ck's sake!)

         Anyway, I didn't like the pain meds, they made me feel like my head was stuffed with cotton. So I Tylenoled it. And apparently got a cold. It took me all morning yesterday to talk myself into calling the doctor to see if I should do something. What, I don't know. But still, you hear about people getting pneumonia after surgery and they had said if I had any problems to call. But I didn't want to 'bother' him/them, or sound like a whiner. Again, for f*ck's sake, I just had surgery three days prior. I wasn't whining! And it's his job--it's what he gets paid for! And he was very nice. (I really like my doctor) Told me to rest, push fluids, NyQuil it, call if symptoms get worse.

        And here I sit at the computer, trying to get some work done and thinking about the Avon order that is sitting in the box in the next room that needs bagged, and telling myself to just GO BACK TO BED!

I will. After I start a load of laundry.