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actually its gave me nothing but problems my entire life.

you give people truth and their asshole tightens.

though its easy to cut out people in your life cause if their is a problem they either tuck tail and run or remain loyal.

 

Thanks, Lynn!

 

problem is the people who have been most loyal to me without questioning the actual problem cant cope with their own life and have committed suicide, went to rehab for a long long time,,, or found god and went bonkers..

sorry im frustraded... ima go now

 

me, too, Ari.....lots of hugs and love going out to you and your husband.....

 

Thank you, Moonie.

He had a better day today. I think he had the seizures from low blood sugar yesterday evening.

 

IRL the people that I've known that were loyal, I can count on 1 hand, and I'll be 59 in October.

I don't even need all my fingers on that one hand to count those loyal friends...I guess that's why I'm rarely disappointed - because I have such low expectations.

Tonight, as I was sweating like a mule and mopping the lobby after waiting on what seemed to be more inbred people than usual, I decided working at McD's is a real Nietzsche type thing...what doesn't kill me, makes me stronger.

I always try and overlook and/or forget the fact he believed completely the opposite of me and many have said he died with advanced stage syphilis, perhaps causing the fatal stroke. He lived the kind of life, shall we say, that I really don't need nor want to be patterning myself after.

But even a broke clock tells the time right twice a day. lol

I've known people that were truly emotionally "challenged", shall we say...and they "found God" and started reading the bible like crazy. I almost hate to admit it, but those challenged people really did have a tendency to go kind of nuts about stuff regarding the bible.

I'm a believer and its hard enough for someone who is (relatively) sane and supposedly competent to read and truly understand the stuff in there...so I do understand what you're saying.

 

Aeri, my bff's late husband was a diabetic (he died from cancer) and having those sugar highs and lows can be serious...which I'm sure you know.

They went through times they had to watch his sugar even more closely than usual. If I remember right, he did have a seizure or 2 due to the diabetes and a sugar drop. But since they (and you) realized that, they just made sure and kept that sugar monitored more, until it sort of would level out with his meds.

I'm glad your hubby is doing better.

 

got lights for under the cabinets. supposed to link 2 light bars together. unfortunately, the linking cord is not long enough to go all the way across the sink space, and the shelf above the sink is too low to mount it there.

so now i have to move the flipping shelf. what a pain in the ass. we really NEED the lights there, its the only bit of counter we have, and its hard to see to wash dishes, or cook, or anything.
im thinking if i move it up into the space between cabinets to give it some distance from the water works that will be ok, without losing too much of the tiny amount of storage i have on the shelf. it will be so nice when we remodel the kitchen into, you know, a functioning kitchen. but i really didnt want this project to be so over complicated, i have enough to get done tomorrow. bleh. and i was so excited to have fucking light in there for a change, im currently using a lamp at one end of the counter, aimed across the space so that there is some light, but it half- blinds you when you try to do anything. i just cant ever get my to do list to be shorter.

 

Hey ML!

I've been trying my best to forget about the vast amount of work that needs to get done before Cali boys come late April thru early May. This past Wed when I was off I worked in the yard, raking leaves into a sheet, taking it off to Mama's designated area (which I'm the only one that will EVER go to all that trouble) and planted almost 2 flats of pansies. I raked about 4 loads. There are about 4 more I need to get. mercysakes.

I was so exhausted when I finally came in, I wound up going to sleep around 8:30 that night and sleeping until I had to get up the next morning.

Anything to avoid really getting with the program inside.

In order to see anything around here in several rooms we have to use lamps, because at some point in the past the lights in the ceiling quit working, :-/

The kitchen counters and any working space is taken up by Mama's numerous vitamin bottles and other various and assorted shyt, as Ty says it. The table is the ONLY place that there are any hopes of anything getting prepared in that kitchen.

I dream of having it all cleaned, spices and vitamin bottles in the cabinets. oh well and sigh...

lol my cousin says her father, my mother's brother, was the same way - he not only didn't clean nor throw away, he didn't want it done either! lol

She eases up about now that the boys (men a teeny bit younger than me - ) are heading this way for the yearly visitation.

The pipes in this house need re-working the worse, even more than electricity...I think.

 

"There's a feeling I get when I look to the west, and my spirit is crying for leaving."

 

Hey, if they went home when you told 'em, that's pretty good.... if they listen to that sort of thing, I wouldn't imagine them starting a fight. Dogs just gotta say hi, you know.


The peoples houses I walk my dog past all have nasty snarly dogs that think they're hot shit - but they're mostly like half his size. He wimpers, just wants to go make friends. Would like to be able to walk him without a leash, but there's just no getting over his excitement, with how apeshit the whole neighborhood goes when he walks by. Wish I'd had him as a puppy.

Uppity dogs that show aggression while I'm walking down the road piss me off. My dogs get in trouble for barking more than briefly and for good reason. Some times shit happens or you're not home, but if it's a habitual/constant thing I take it as shitty disrespectful owners.

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ot_rRQmBg6Y

 

Oh! My vision is still a fluctuating affair and I didn't want to get back into shooting until it had properly recovered to save the disappointment if I wasn't able to shoot accurately because of my eyes. I'm very near sighted in my right eye at the moment. It's a day by day process since the stitches were removed from my cornea a bout a month ago. Looking through the scope just seemed a far off achievement but also a distant memory so I it got me thinking that yes the scope sees the distance but it doesn't see the distance at the distance, it sees it right in front of my face. So with that though I got my girl to scribble something on a piece of paper and take it to the back of the yard. I couldn't read what was written with my own eyes, it was all just a pink blur but I found my old .22, looked through the scope and clear as day I could read it to very good definition and everything through the lens looked sharp. Hehehehe giddy and excited was I. Knowing that I might not even need correction to shoot accurately. This was most promising news for me. =]

 

Hello lovelies! What's everyone up to?

 

just watched Clue with the boy. gotta love the classics

 

i have no clue..

 

http://antarctica360.airpano.com/Antarctica-1/2-2

 

https://www.flickr.com/photos/johnnyjoo/page11/
creepy cool .......

 

small pic of a big chunk

 

"In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees,
and the voices of those who stand looking..."