a note

My bro is in grave condition in the ICU.  I haven't said anything because when you type it ... it becomes real.

Joan

Just a note

Those babies are scheduled to be reunited with their parents.  Family services always tries to keep the family together.  SIL takes them 3-4-5 times a week to their homes for visits.  One family didn't even have a home until last week.  The other one will have a home.  But.......

My question is.....a normal baby is a handful...imagine a mother who probably is still struggling with alcohol addition  trying to be reunited with her child that has FAS?  How will she cope. 

I didn't expect to see such normal looking children when I went there.  Their outward appearance has nothing to do with their fucked up their iddy biddy brains.  They are much slower to develop and when they get older they have a very hard time figuring out right from wrong along with a whole lot of other shit.

The one little guy took a long time to focus.  He sort of looked spaced out.  But once my niece had him on her lap and got his attention by making noises and putting her hair in his face .... he finally centered on her. It took awhile.  Then we got a huge toothless grin.  He has problems with his hands and feet always twitching and then he scratches his head ... so he still has to wear little baby mittens and be swaddled at night.

I just hope Child and Family Services doesn't give them back to the parents before they and the babies are ready to go.  I hear so many horror stories on how people abuse little children with their addictions ..... and I saw the little one's first hand this weekend ... it hit home.  The little guys name is Zues.  I think I fell in love. 

We had a really good Easter this year

We were invited to share Easter dinner at my Bro's home...along with his wife's family.  It was the best food I have eaten in a long time. Garry's wife Joan is Ukrainian and when they make a meal....it's the real deal.  I counted 13 different dishes.  Turkey, Dressing, Cranberry sauce,  Pickerel (breaded fish), Meatballs with gravy, Ham, Mashed potatoes, then two different Ukraine dishes both were divine... one was rolled up pasta with a whipping cream sauce...and the other was a baked Perishky I think she called it...yum.  Holubtsi, Perogies, Ceaser salad, coleslaw, and pickled eggs.  I might have missed one or two....yikes....Cheesecake for dessert!!!

I wish I would have taken  a picture of the dinner table before the vultures started to circle.

I love listening to Joan and her sister talk about how much their mom used to make for Easter on the farm....apparently they had huge roasters full of all that I just mentioned and more. 

It was nice to sit down at the table with a large family around you ... and partake...very nice.  I'm still dreaming of the Pickerel fish (walleye) to you Mericans...it was so good.

SIL also fosters little babies with FAS...and I got meet the two little 3 month old tykes yesterday.  It is so sad that these beautiful children will never grow up to be normal adults because their mother drank too much. 

 That's my niece holding #1

This is # 2.....they are such good babies....but what will come of them.  So very sad.

Happy Easter my friends.

Joan

It's raining...better than snow...

It always starts to rain before Good Friday and into the next week. It wouldn't be Good Friday if it wasn't gloomy....so I will curl up with a good book and pretend I am still at work and this is a paid holiday.  This was the last one I had last year.

You remember that....all my bitching about retirement etc.?  Yup ... it has almost been a year now.  My attitude has changed dramatically.  I was just pissed off that they didn't let me stay until I was 65.  It had nothing to do with performance ... only with the logistics that was happening with the company at the time.  But I took offence.  I was given a time line of my choice when I wanted to leave.  I chose the end of April 2010. 

At the time I did not realize I had made the smartest choice of my life. Timing was everything.

After all was said and done I have made more money this year that I have ever made in a year of my life. 

Sitting here on my bony ass!  Bitching about nothing to do..blah blah blah......colour me an ass hat.

Sometimes you just have to put stuff in perspective ...and thank the good Lord for looking after you.

That being said....Gord is spending money on the new house faster than I can cash my checks!!  He got a stair lighting system to his Man Cave upstairs.... it lights up as you go up the stairs and when you come down.  What will they think of next?  Magic. 

Just got the carpets cleaned today.  They did an excellent job. The carpets look close to new.  And it smells so good.  All the dog smell and hair is toast.  I was expecting their truck that houses the water and crap to explode with dog hair and all that has gone on around here in ten years.  Yes...ten.  The last time Sears did it they did a shitty job and put a hose through one of our walls.  So we haven't had it done since. 

I'm going to the new house tomorrow and will take some pic's of what is new there.

Happy Easter to you....and yours....

Joan









 

Busy busy week

Got all the bookwork done for the accountant.  Left it till the last minute again.. yes that is the way I roll. 

My goodness I had let everything go around here until today.  Did the laundry, cleaned up the kitchen, made a new batch of wine ( I was running short)..cleaned up all the winter dog shit off the back patio, cleaned out my fridge ...whoa...lots of crap in there...did some shopping and now I think I have crossed off everything in my to do list....until tomorrow.

Tomorrow I will be doing a big clean around the house.  The guys are coming to do the carpets on Thursday and I want everything done before then.  After that I will just clean the windows AGAIN...and it's time to sell.  Oh and yeah...we have new guys coming over this year to clean the back 40.  Last year they made such a  mess of it I had to most of it myself.....I'll be out there with a stick in my hand if they so much as don't rake up a leaf.  I will give them my balonie face!

The house is going fine.  They put in the wall which holds the 3 sided fireplace and a shelving unit yesterday. I went to see it today, but Gord gave me the wrong key for the house....soo I had to shimmy up the front porch in my velvet pant suit (another story) to look in the window of my own house to see what it looked like.  I liked it.  I tried the key I had for the back door and it got stuck and I pulled the knob right off...LOL... I t still didn't open.  I stuck it back in like I was never there. 

Chances of floods in our area are slim.....so that is great. 

I just looked out..............it is snowing again!!  Shit happens. It will be gone by tomorrow.  The birds have been singing so loud these days and making me crazy......and hitting my windows.  Mating season seems to let go of their good sense.  Most of them sit for bit...look a little dazed and fly off.  You wonder if they can remember who their partners were.  Or if they mate after that and have brain addled off springs that will hit your window again next year.  Hey, what comes around goes around. 

I don't let this keep me up a night.....

I had two guys in here to look at our carpets  for cleaning this week...and Penny wanted to be their best friend.  First she barked at them ... because they were intruders....and then she sniffed them....they wore plastic shoe covers over the shoes to come in the house ..yeah...nice...so she sniffed their plastic shoe covers and found they were not dangerous at all.  She did every trick in the book to get their attention while we were discussing what had to be done.  She laid down in front of them and looked cute with her belly exposed.  Rubbing it was what she wanted but of course the carpet boys didn't want to get sexy with my dog.  Then she brought them her fav ball....dropped in front of them 10 times and of course they didn't want to throw it in our house.....plus I was trying to have a conversation with them.  Then she pulled out her big one..."sitting pretty".....they couldn't believe a dog could sit on her big fat ass that long.   She is a lover that one. 

I hope she gets me a discount.

Happy Friday!!!

balonie.............:)

Dat Red River ...she is getting higher and higher

Here we go again in spring trying to fight the mighty Red River which runs through the city.  But this time it is affecting us big time because we bought property very close to the mighty Red. 

It has all been upgraded to the highest flood levels ever recorded....but still.  I see the access road right close to the river is flooded which is about 1/2 a mile from our new house.  Too close for comfort. 

My BIL has lived on that street for 35 years and he told me to shut up.....heh...yes the river gets high but we are not in any danger because we have the flood way which diverts the water in some kind of system so no flooding will occur.   Yes... some flooding will occur before they close the floodgates...and that is what happened today. And low lying properties will still be flooded.  Hundreds of sandbaggers will be needed.  We are expecting the crest here in about two weeks. 

So just let's see what we done got ourselves into!

I'm sure it will be okay....it's just not something we are used to ... living inland like we do now. 

Everything has started melt and the back 40 is looking good....except for the dog poop.  OMG.  Melted dog shit.  Puddles of poop.  The best thing is that she couldn't get off the downstairs patio bricks to poop because the snow was so high and all the shit is pretty much in one area.  She did make a trail or two to the neighbours fence and did some pooping  there too...but it is all confined.  Tomorrow if all the ice is gone I will take my shit shovel and shovel the shit off the patio ... I can't put it in a bag because the shit has already seen the spring rains and has turned into runny old shit. Now it is old runny shit which I will throw on the lawn as fertilizer...and then she will run through the runny old shit and get it on her paws.  But it's funny old frozen shit does not stink.  I smelled it.  Okay because it was on my boots!  I didn't stick my frickin nose in it.

So my theory is:  If your dog goes poo poo, pick it up and freeze it for a later date... and no smellies.  But if you don't really want to have  freezer full of dog shit .... step in it like I do.   I put my boots in the freezer. 

It's always a trade off ...isn't it. 

That made no sense.  I'm high on dog shit.

Happy Sunday :)

Just coming down

My bro is safe and sound and at home again.  All is well with the world for now.

We are getting busy with the house now.  We met with the contractor on Monday and went through all the stuff we were concerned about ...shit that always happens ... to make sure all the electrical is where it is supposed to be because once they start drywalling it gets hard to change.  I am confident we have chosen the right brick siding and the stucco colours for the house.

I have gone for long rides to different new housing sites here in the city to look at what is happening today.  I have to say I hated most of them.  They were all huge houses.  Nothing like we are building.  But I could see how they were using brick and stucco.  It was very interesting. 

So I went through it with our decorator and we made a decision.  HAAA...then I came home and looked at the samples again  ...I changed my mind.... The stucco was too yellow for the brick.  I know... Lighting has everything to do with the way you see samples. 

So I'm going with my gut feeling about the brick and the stucco.  You have to make a decision sometime and right now I think I have got it nailed.  I fell in love with the brick siding when I saw the sample.....it  looks cottage.  That was  what I was aiming for.  Rustic.  

We will use the same brick for our fireplace inside the house.  

Off  to eat some chicken....

LTNSee

My get up and go...got up and said....goodbye.

Just a mixture of my bro being in the hospital and now our house is starting to get built again.  Now everything is in a rush.  I understand the winter hiatus ...but now suddenly it seems they have just woke up from a long winters nap and we have to scramble with shit that won't even happen until June.  It is annoying.  I almost forgot about the house over the winter.  I lived in my cocoon.  Loved it.  I'm not rushing anymore.  Screw that.  We rushed with everything in fall...and nothing happened.  We chose everything inside the house except the paint colours .... well how long does it take to go the store and get a freaking can of paint?

Today they are emailing me about the brick siding and other exterior shit....when the house is sitting there with half the wiring and plumbing done.  Screw that.  Once I see drywall coming up on the interior I will let them know what I want on the outside.  I will not be rushed.  They told us to do this in fall, but we didn't even know what the house might look like until they put the shingles on ... and the next day it snowed...so I didn't even see the roof until last week.

Don't get me wrong...they are reputable house builders but if you are building your own home it is hard.  I got an appointment with their interior decorator on Monday and we will go through the house room by room to see what paint colours etc. we can use.  BUT still ... it is only framed...howinthehell can I see what has to be done. 

So on Monday I will take the brick and stucco samples to her and maybe she can give me some idea on how to match it all up.  I don't want people pointing at our house and saying....WTF are those people on drugs?

It was all so easier buying a house already built....and deal with stuff you didn't like.

I found a new sofa for the house yesterday... It was Corduroy....I sunk into that baby and called her my own....I haven't had a new sofa since we got married.  We never had kids so our sofa never got worn out.  And I guess I never sat on it because I hate sofa's... I like chairs....but I think I could sit on this one.  Plus we will have to side chairs if  I don't,  Over the years my priorities changed and I didn't really care that much about furniture especially when I discovered computers and I gladly exchanged a new computer instead of getting a new sofa.  But now that I have the opportunity of choosing between both of them I will get a new one and some really kick ass comfy side chairs. 

Just a note:  Bro is still in the hospital.  He has a blood infection.  They are now going through another 7 days of antibiotics to get this thing out of him.  How he got that we don't know.  Probably when he had his stent replaced. He lost a lot of memory and was crazy for awhile.  Now he is doing better.  They assessed him yesterday and attributed the memory loss to the blood infection and are giving him stuff to alleviate that. 

I was there yesterday and he seemed so much better than when I saw him two days earlier.  His mind is working much better.  But he has lapses.  I took him on a wheel chair walk ... he wanted to go through the hospital to the front entrance where he could see the real world. He was devious however...his idea I found out later was to find a store that sold cigarettes.  When he found out that hospitals do not sell cigarettes he opted out for the vending machines that sold chips.  He really really wanted them, and chose 4 different kinds but I told him I only had enough change in my purse for one and he could choose.  He chose Hickory Chips.  He had already forgotten about the cig's and ate them with much gusto as we went back to the room. 

I know a guy who just had a new stent put in his veins should not have chips....but but but....he  looked so damn happy. 

They are treating him for that now.. I can't remember the name they called it...but it's like some kind of memory loss you get from the blood infection.  He was the best I had seen for a weeks so I went for it.  But the next time I take him out for a spin I won't believe everything he tells me...I have an inkling as we were going through all the corridors, elevators and stuff he was looking for a way out of the hospital.  Well I got lost on the way down....so he will never find it. 

I gave him a test yesterday.  We have a thing between us:  I say something stupid and he asks me to repeat it and I say it again....and if  I do...he will say...I heard you the first time.  Man we have done this since we were kids.  I did it to him yesterday and he got it. 

So lets see what happens.

Balonie...over and out....gotta family newsletter to put out by Monday.

Spring is in the air

But it is coming very slowly.  This is good.  Because we have a major flood coming our way again.  The slower the melt the better. Fargo ND got dumped on last week....so that stuff all comes intoour river network here in Manitoba. So I'm not wishing for really high temps right now.  A slow melt will ease the situation and not cause major flooding on the Red River that runs through the city...AND right behind my new house!!

So you guys in the US quit wishing for spring if your river runs through us.  .OKAY....let's do it nice and easy. Don't make me come  out there and give you a knuckle sandwich..heh..

Yeah..I'm feeling a like a little bad ass today. 

Bro is still in the hospital.  Still on antibotics for the mystery infection.  He seems to get spaced out every time they hook up that IV.  His vitals are good...no problem...just this mystery shit.  I have calmed down.  I have stopped terrorizing his nurse and doctor when I am there or on the phone.  It gets me nowhere.  They are doing their best and I understand.  But I just want them to understand  that even if all of us cannot be there 24-7 ..we are taking notes ...and we care.  I have seen a lot of people in the hospital and are just left without an advocate.  Someone to speak in their behalf if they cannot. 

That being said....I have a horrible problem with going to the hospital.  It fucking scares me to death.  My blood pressure must be over the top when I do go.  I have to talk myself into it everytime.  I did the same thing when my mom was in the hospital before she died, then Gordon when he had heart problems....I don't want to see them sick and I have to crank up everything in my mind to get there.  I am wringing my hands as I am writing this.  I am pretty sure that is the reason I got lost going home last week from the hospital.  I was a nutcase.  Plus it's in an area of town I am not familar with. 

But I will go back tomorrow to see for myself "what condition his condition is in."  ...even if I have a panic attack on the way. 

This came from my good friend Jude .. it sums it all up

Because more and more Seniors are texting and tweeting, there appears to be a need for a STC (Senior Texting Code.) If you have reached the magical golden number of 60 or above you qualify and these are the codes for you.


ATD: At The Doctor's



BFF: Best Friend Fell



BTW: Bring The Wheelchair



CUATSC: See You At The Senior Center



FWIW: Forgot Where I Was



FYI: Found Your Insulin



GGPBL: Gotta Go, Pacemaker Battery Low!



GHA: Got Heartburn Again



HGBM: Had Good Bowel Movement



IMHO: Is My Hearing-Aid On?



LMDO: Laughing My Dentures Out



LOL: Living On Lipitor



OMSG: Oh My! Sorry, Gas.



ROFL... CGU: Rolling On The Floor Laughing... And Can't Get Up



TTYL: Talk To You Louder--



WAITT: Who Am I Talking To?



WTP: Where's The Prunes?



GGLKI (Gotta Go, Laxative Kicking In)
 
Haaaaa I can so relate.  Thanks Jude I needed a good laugh.

Little bro is still in the hospital

He was supposed to come home two days after the stint or is a stent?  was put in but he now has contracted a mystery infection in the hospital.  The suspect is the catheter.  He has fluid around his lungs and it makes it very hard for him to breath. He also is very confused.  I was up to see him again today and he could not stay awake long enough to talk to me.  They had given him large doses of antibiotics and stuff to drain the liquid from his lungs.  His breathing was very labored. 

He knew me and greeted me as I came in but in an instant he closed his eyes and fell to sleep.  I stayed while the nurses did all the stuff nurses do....he had just had lunch (which he didn't eat) and they cleaned him up.  He has to wear a diaper because they need to know if he is peeing.  He has heart problems along with type 2 diabetes so kidney function is a worry.  It was kind of funny because when I came in and tapped him on the shoulder he woke up and said HI!  We talked for a  bit ...but he was mostly repeating what I had already said to him. Then he snoozed....I sat for awhile and then I went  to the nurses station and had a talk with the head nurse and his doctor about what condition his condition was in. When I got back....  I woke him up again ...yes I pinched his cheek... heh... He had no idea I had been there before and said HI!  and we did a little small talk.  ... and he fell asleep.  Finally I saw no point in staying there so I pinched his cheek one last time and said I'm going home.... and he said HI. I told him I would see him tomorrow and he was very alert and thanked me for coming.....so that's all I got.

Then I got lost going home.  The Health Science Centre where is being housed is far away from where I live.  It's downtown where I never would normally drive. Sure ... years ago I used to work in that neighbourhood but everything has changed so much I don't have a clue anymore.  I have been up to visit him twice and always turned where I supposed to turn.  Today I guess my mind was elsewhere and I missed the turn.  Be damned it I could get back on track.  I drove through the most seediest parts of town trying to get back home.  On the horizon I could see the sky scrapers down town where I should have been, but be damned it I could head back to it.  Winnipeg has a river running through it.  When you end up on the wrong side of the river it's a bitch trying to find your way back to the other side.  Fudge....People ... it took me 20 minutes to get to the hospital and 1 1/2 hrs. to get home.  I  saw a lot of stuff on the other side of the river.  In fact I crossed the same bridge twice and two over passes. And the downtown sky line only kept on getting dimmer.  Finally I came to a place I remembered being before.....and within 20 minutes I was at home.  

I have a portable GPS system which was NOT connected because I think I know everything.  I could have pulled off and connected it or called Gord for directions....but I was a little embarrassed that I could not find my way back home in my own city. 

I guess I have my own comfort zone in the South part of the city and don't like to drive downtown.  I now know where I made the mistake and that will never happen again.  ..if it does I'm pretty sure I will drive around like an assehole and do it all over again.  It was like a mini vacation.  See the seedy side of town...and lock yer doors.

I apologize

I signed up for the photo challenge this time around but forgot about it as my brother was hospitalized on Wednesday with heart problems and it slipped my mind.  I put something together earlier in the week but I haven't finished it yet.  I will work on it this afternoon and try to get it in.

Thanks
Joan

I'm in business

Lap top, IPad and my big ole Dell who sits on the desk on the other of the room.  I have been having a great time trying to figure out the IPad...and thanks to my friend Donna I finally got it wired up.  You are god sent.  

Disjointed thoughts.

I lost track of time.  The clocks Sprung up today!!  Gord and I had just finished lunch ...ummm apparently at 11:00 AM when I went to do a little blog trolling and found out on Donna's (Texas) site the time change had occurred.  Duh.  Man... the day went fast after that.  Dog still hasn't figured it out yet, she didn't ask for her supper until an hour later.

Wow, this will be the first time I won't have to drag my pathetic ass to work on Monday after THE CHANGE.  I feel a polka coming on I'm that happy.  Or I might just do some Old Time Rock and Roll.  I have lived through both generations and part of the third. 

I'm making a Pork Loin Roast.  Smashed taters and corn.  How original?  Yeah I'm not even hungry yet.

Tomorrow we are expecting better weather after the mini blizzard this weekend.  I am looking forward to the floods.. seriously ... it means this crap is melting. 

Penny did a poop in the snow today in the figure 8.  She is so smart. Tomorrow I going to tell her to do a number 3.  That's a hard one to do..  I wish I had my video camera running. .She twisted and turned so many times and there it was ... like magic.  A perfect 8.  I could have put that on UTube and it would have gone viral.  THEN Dave Letterman would have called me and asked Penny and me to come on his show. Where Penny would have been asked to do a number 8...and she probably would have done a normal #2.  She is really good at #1's so I can't boast about that.

My friend Kat who left this planet last summer always loved a show called "The Trailer Park Boys."  Now that I have NetFlix I watched it most of the afternoon. My sense of humour is pretty warped...but hers was even more so....so while I watching all the TV shows from series 3 ... I laughed and it almost felt like I was laughing with her because she loved that show so much.  I knew what line in the shows would have made her piss her pants.  Sometimes she would phone me out of breath laughing just waiting to tell me the antics of her Trailer Park Guys.  I never really got it, because we couldn't pick up that show on our TV. But now I know.

I wish we could have shared that....because I really really miss her.  We met  each other on blogger about 5-6 years ago.  She was tough, a little rough around the edges and had many stories to tell.  She was an excellent writer.  I still try to edit everything I write because she would catch my mistakes in a heart beat.  She made me a better writer because at that time I poured it out without really spell checking anything. Grammar....nope she could never tame me...I write like I think. I drove her crazy...but for all my flaws she took me into her nest of bloggers.  We were brought up in the same city...so that was a connection.  Plus we liked to laugh.  Really hard.

I was thinking about old blogger friends tonight.  I decided I was lethal.  I have met up with 4 blogger friends and three have died.  So, if you want to keep on living...don't meet up with me.  I think the first one is still alive but she has moved on and we don't communicate anymore..that shit happens.  The second was Ellen who I met via friends of friends and found she lived in the same city I did.  She had just recently married her husband Curtis after that she found out she had Kidney cancer.  We became very good friends, but never met until she was terminally ill and almost unable to communicate.  Before she got ill her husband Curtis started his own blog and we became good friends.  After Ellen died Curtis almost stopped blogging because he was devastated.  Slowly but surly as time when by he started up again.  Just as he was getting back on his feet he developed a terrible blood disorder that took his life last summer.  Also this summer my dear friend Kat died of cancer. Over a year and a half of pain and misery....she rallied and rallied. I will never forget a Facebook message she put up...she said.....I now have Stage 4 cancer  ... I was always an over achiever. 

I guess I didn't really kill them...they were all from Canada and Winnipeg was there home one time or the other.  That is what brought us all together.  The first blogger I met up with was from the USA...so apparently I don't kill Americans.  Just my own people. Opp's I am wrong Curtis was an American who married a Canadian. He was a war vet from West Virginia and he met Ellen on the Internet and they both fell absolutely madly in love.  It was real love.  Two people later in there lives found love after bad experiences in their lives.  And within 5-6 years of a wonderful marriage it all fell apart. They loved each other  so much.

So, I guess what brought this on today is watching Trailer Park Boys....for the first time and trying to figure out why she liked that show so much. It's a really off beat show and it does make me laugh.  I have four more seasons of it to watch and I will try to figure it out what about it made her laugh until she peed her underpants....as she called them.

She would yell a me if she saw this post..  so shut up...Kat ..she is still trying to boss me around.

Kat, Ellen, Curtis  .. I miss you guys every day when I crank up the computer.  While I am sad that you died I am forever grateful to have met you.

balonie

Net Flix came to Canada

I'm just wondering how you guys in the "states" as we Canucks  like to call you like it ... if you have it. 

It was magic for me.  In two minutes I was watching movies.  We never  rent movies, nor do we go to the movies...so I was blown away. 

I can only watch on my computers right now because it requires Xbox or Wii to stream it in the TV...but I will worry about that once we decide if we want to keep it.

I have a month of free Net Flix to watch...and then will make my decision to keep it at 7.95 a month.  That is cheap. And there are sooooooooooo many.....

What say you?

Dine in tonight

I bought a frozen soup mix today at Super Store.  After I got it home it seemed it was a little short of all the hearty veggies they promised.  Carrots, beans, spinach, corn and pototoes. They were little tiny pieces of vegetables suitable for an infant.  On the right you will see the huge frozen soup mix that was to be added mostly for weight.

Look at the tiny pieces of carrot that was in there.  Not even a bunny wabbit would nibble on that.

Now the beans ... seriously you call these beans?  There was 24 of them in the package ... 12 for each of us. 

Spinach...yum... I counted about 8 frozen pieces  ... 4 for each of us.

Cubed potatoes and corn.  Have you ever seen such a small cube of potatoe? I didn't count them but I think they threw in a few extra.

I made the soup and didn't use all the those cubes of whateverthehelltheywere... but I added all the stuff I think soup needs...some farmer sausage...onion...left over spanish rice, real carrots and somemore veggies that aren't microscopic.  Now we will have something to chew on.  Damit. Plus we have chewy hard rolls to got with it....

Then I made a banana loaf.  With walnuts. 

yeah....it's been a fun day.

PS..we just ate it...it's tastes like ass............just so you know...it was horrible.  Not the banana loaf... the poop soup.
Just a reminder to myself.....don't buy shit. 

Score

I ordered an IPad on Friday.  I hope she will get along with my ancient Dell desktop and my refurbished Toshiba laptop.  I have rammed all of them up, so they still have a life.

I hope I don't have computer fighting going on after I go to bed.  My Dell is a big ole mother F*ker and has a lot of miles on her.  She has recorded all my emails, blogs and face book for many years. She struggled in the years when I was just learning to do Digital Scrapbooking with various software.  It took out every ounce of her ram to do that....and finally when I saw she was suffering I brought her into the shop and gave her some more ram.  Ever since then she is like an old dog on meds.  Very grateful and wagging her hard drive.

She wasn't too impressed when I linked in the Laptop, but hey...more nap time for her.  Now with the IPad... I don't know how she will react.  Another new kid on the block.  Personally I think she will be like the mom and kick their asses when they try to mess with me. 

Hey it's always a crap shoot when you introduce your computers to each other. 

I'm so glad I have lived to see this day.


Balonie....tucking them to bed.

I thought I had lost my party ways

But yesterday we went to my nieces engagement party ... that was fun. I, of course was very skeptical because I don't believe in leaving the house unless it's on fire or we need groceries.  I spent the afternoon trying to be sick.  I needed an excuse to NOT attend.  It was way over on the other side of town....will I know anyone there? ...  (umm it's my family shithead) and the new extended family... I was seriously  troubled by this.  UNTIL her sister emailed me and asked for ride because she had to work until 6:00 PM.  She only works a few blocks from our house.  I said ...hell yes!!  It just took that little motivation to get me grounded.

You know, I finally took a good look at myself.  I have sat here for eleven months whining about all the things I previously said I wanted to do once I was retired .. and I have done none of them. Yes I dabbled in some crap...but couldn't concentrate.

Last night was so great.  Talking with real people..seeing new things.  Making an ass of myself...which everyone seems to enjoy....the old Joan might just be back.  I sort of missed her.

For some reason

I am only getting one post at a time show up...and then older posts shows up to click on....

I don't like that.  I went into settings to change it but can't find the trick ... it must be this newer template that screwed it up. 

It's Friday night...just waiting for the other half of my life to appear.  He should be here soon .. after all it's Pizza Night and he wouldn't miss that for the world. 

I'm going to order the IPad tomorrow!!!!!!!!    I just peed a little bit in my granny pants.  Speaking about Granny stuff...I bought a grocery cart thing a ma doo today. Something which I should have done years ago to haul groceries up the outside steps plus the inside steps to the kitchen.  It doesn't look like an old lady shopping cart.  It looks like a back pack for the elderly..haaaaaa except it has wheels on it and you don't have to wear it.  I put two 12 packs of cola and groceries in it today and brought it up my outside steps and into the foyer...and then drove it up the next 6 stairs to the kitchen.  Easy peesie.  Now... I think of this shit.  In our  new house we will still have to take groceries in from the garage, but it will be like two steps...but still this little baby will be mine forever. 

This is a bad picture it looks like a penguin.   But the top part flips over and there is a huge amount of space to put the stuff.

this is it's backside..mit lots of zippered pockets to put your drugs in while you shop.  I especially love the big honking wheels.  I might even put my laundry in it to take downstairs.  Who knew somebody in ...according to the tag designed it in Germany and had it made in China???

I don't normally name stuff I own ... but I am thinking something skunky.  Let's call he/she Flower.



My things own me

I am at a loss of words to explain the weather, nor do I want to dwell on it at any length.  But ... THERE IT IS... I'm getting a tad pissed off.   It was cold last year too...but this year is different.  We will be moving 4 miles further south this year so next year I should be basking in the sun by this time.....heh.

I was thinking about all the stuff we have  that will have to be moved.  Which is just STUFF,  Then I read a favorite blog .....she, her husband and children spend their lives sailing around the world.  They work and travel.  There last stop was New Zealand to aquire more money to sail.  She talks of travelling light because of their lifestyle, but I think it could be more than that.  This is what she says about your stuff.

Toast Floats

Your things own you.


It is a mistake to believe the common myth that you buy things and then you own them. In reality, you work very hard at some task and then convert that effort into stuff which then consumes your very reason for being. You pile and store and stash. You organize and inventory and display. It lives in your basement and under the bed. It sits in the driveway or hangs on the wall. And every bit of that stuff has ties to your soul, your reason and your sanity. It requires effort to keep it and money to sustain it. It needs a place to live, and it builds friends and a following and a life of its own. Your things are alive in your life, influencing your behavior and decisions in ways that even your family frequently fails to achieve.

Now that my friends is someone who get's it and has the words to say it.