Monthly Archives: May 2016
I can’t understand why I feel tired to the marrow of my bones every danged day.
I do know that my eyes won’t close before 4 a.m. no matter how tired I am.
Lucy, without fail wakes me around 9 a.m. to go out and will go back to bed until around 10:30 or 11.
If I have a huge need for or desire for a nap in the afternoon, then everyone and his brother calls me or rings the doorbell.
Sleep …the breakfast of champions?
Sitting here watching the British comedy ‘As Time Goes By’ when in the final scene Jean and Lionel slow dance.
It made me cry.
Because it’s one thing I truly miss. The Curmudgeon and I used to dance together a lot.
Now he can’t get around without a rollator. No more dances for us.
I was hoping to have a picture or two of this year’s blooms, but the buds haven’t opened yet. In a few more days they should open and I’ll get some pictures.
In the meantime, these are from last year.
Six cups of coffee.
Two five-hour energy drinks.
And I am still falling asleep at the keyboard.
All thanks to our old fiend the Microsoft scammer. (No, I didn’t misspell it he is a fiend.)
This Microsoft scam caller woke me at 8:30 a.m. (I went to bed after 4 a.m.)
Please make his day eventful!!!!
For about a week now I have had an opening line buzzing around in my brain. Nothing else, just an opening line.
Not an idea, well… maybe an inkling of an idea, but not much else.
I did write it down.
I’d hate to lose it because I rather like it.
Don’t you just hate telephone scammers?
I sure do.
I have taken it upon myself to publish a list of their numbers so you can have some fun and call a scammer and prank them today.
Here goes! Starting from the newest numbers to the oldest:
Posted in Scams
Yes, I tend to stare at a blank page for what seems like forever. The words don’t come. I’ve lost my words.
People tell me to relax, they will come back. I’m not so sure.
I had an opening for a book pop into my head yesterday and had to scramble for a pen and paper so I wouldn’t lose it like I’ve lost so many words before.
May that MRI I had will find them.
You have to be kidding me. Rain and more rain all the way until Tuesday night.
I wouldn’t mind so much if I were down in Lancaster enjoying the Pennwriters Conference. This is the third one I’ve missed. I miss all my friends and the stimulation of writerly and bookish conversations of which I have none.
The Curmudgeon hasn’t read a book in years. His biggest contribution to a conversation is “I haven’t seen that commercial before.” (And it’s been running for months.) Or something along that line.
Color me blue and deeply depressed.
Some days I feel like a gaming idiot when I play my Age of Empires Castle Siege.
The former Emperor left and threw his mantle on my shoulders. I didn’t ask for it.
So, I now find myself as an Emperor in a game, a game of the sort I’d always avoided before. An MMORPG. For those that have no idea and I know a few of my readers are of them. It means Massively Multiplayer Online Role Playing Game.
They always scared me (playing against and with a gazillion people) so I stayed away from them. Turns out that, although I am bad at it, I am enjoying the heck out of it.
My apologies to my fellow members of our alliance that I am not as proficient as most of you are, but I’ll get there. Just give an old gal some time to catch up on the skill set.
Never have an MRI done when you have a stuffed up nose. Oh, did I need to sit up and breathe! Longest 30 minutes of my life. No results for a couple of days while the radiologist reads the scan and reports on it to my doctor.
Earlier in the day, G and I went to Home Depot where I found a pot of flowers for the blue rocking chair on the porch, eggplants for two of my large pots, a large patio tomato plant in its own pot, and a smaller heirloom tomato plant for another one of my pots, and a pepper plant.
From there we went to Dan Schantz’s nursery and I found some pale lavender petunias to put in the three planters behind the blue rocker that I thought would go very well with the purple flowers in the chair.
A late lunch at Ihop of grilled a chicken club on brioche with a fresh fruit cup for the next stop which we followed with a quick stop at the nearby dollar store where I found three different types of radish seeds.
We got home just in time to unload my stuff and hers before I had to dash off to have the MRI done.