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MY SMART PHONE HATES ME

1/26/2018

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 ​What we have done for ourselves alone dies; what we have done for others and the world remains and is immortal.
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​HEEEYYYY all you Techies out there that love your Smart Phones. Yup, I'm belly-aching about my phone again. Why oh why does it PING early every morning? What is it trying to tell me? I am not used to carrying a  3" x 5 1/2" thing around in one hand or stuffed in my back pocket where I periodically sit down on. I can't count the times I have misplaced it or it has slipped out of the side pocket of my purse. I refuse to go back to carrying a phone in my bra for convenience, because we  know how that turned out. If you, dear reader, don't know, I am 99% sure that is how my breast cancer got triggered. The electricity from the ringing phone started dormant cancer cells (which everyone has) to start partying, and developed into a big tumor. So don't wear any phone in your bra, please.

​The other day my phone rang. I could hear it but I couldn't find it. I ran from room to room, but could not locate it!  In disgust, I jammed my hands into my jeans back pockets. Guess what? There that sucker was. It had been ringing "behind" me all that time. I hope all my darling girlfriends (and my daughter who had nicknamed me "Flip" for flip phone) are happy that they all peer-pressured Hubby into getting me a smart one. I guess some people are just not meant to be using the latest things. I am definitely old-school. Besides, I think it hates me.  sigh

​I am a little lonely today. My Nina BFSILPIC (best friend, sister-in-law, partner in crime) has left the continent. Yessirree, that girl is in Israel! Got a picture on Facebook from her this morning showing the lobby of the airport in Tel Aviv. She said it was cold and rainy. It is hard having her travel somewhere without her husband or me, but she is with a big group from her church. She is looking forward to seeing Jerusalem. Most of these trips also take the group to Rome, but unfortunately not this time. She would have loved to see some of Italy. I considered going with her for about 5 seconds, but then had a creepy feeling that with my luck, the old Vertigo would hit due to the long plane flight, and that would have been awful to go through that far from home. I would be throwing up and walking to the right, right, right instead of straight ahead.

​Talking about Nina, she got me laughing so hard the other day. I was working on some things in our Woodbridge building which just happens to be right across the street from Nina's house. She saw my car parked there and decided to come over and visit for a bit.  When she got there, she asked me if we graded the hill outside the building. I told her "no" since the ground had been frozen and we hadn't had time to do any grass-planting or landscaping. She said she had not walked in by the driveway, but had walked over the hill and had come down the slope and had left some footprints in the mud. We have had quite a thaw here and everything is mushy. I didn't think much about it, until she went to leave and  noticed that she wasn't wearing any shoes! She had left them out on the front cement porch. When I saw them, I had to laugh. There sat two mud clumpy shoes. She had sunk up to her ankles walking through the mush. and left deep holes in the slope. Too funny!

 I haven't put out a HAIR UPDATE in quite a while. I am trying to see how long I can go growing my hair. I realize I am probably a tad too old to wear long hair, but dang it, I've tried the bald look and wasn't too keen on that. Anyway, I just got it trimmed yesterday and it is still past my shoulders. I've never had it this long. I'm going to keep on going until it really drives me nuts, and then cut it off. 

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SIX WEEKS LATER . . .

1/21/2018

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​I MISSED YOU ALL . . . (but not in the stalkerish "I want to put you in a tiny, tiny room where I have the only key" sort of way).     Unknown

​Uh . . . that quote was kinda creepy. I just wanted to express how much I have missed writing on this blog, and to let you know that there have been certain circumstances that kept me away.  Basically, I was lazy. So, approximately six weeks later, here I am again at the computer.

​Just like all the rest of you, I have been very busy. I never commented on Christmas this year, but I do want you to know it was lovely. My Dan came from Minnesota, but his wife couldn't make it this year. I actually took pictures, but have found that I can't share them with you yet because I haven't figured out how to download them from my new Smart Phone. (Smart, my ass! oops) Yeah, Hubby got me a new phone and I don't have a clue  how to read my texts or how to even write one. Every so often it pings, but I have no idea what it is trying to tell me. Guess I will have to have one of the grandkids fill me in. Or, I could break down and read the information that came with the darn thing. Ya think????

​Yup, this Christmas was a boozie holiday. Hubby and I couldn't figure out what to get each other so I told him to get me a bottle of perfume and that I would get him a bottle of booze and that should make us both happy. When all was said and done, Hubby ended up with two bottles of Drambuie, a bottle of Bailey's Irish Cream, and cases of Redd's Hard ale, Mike's Hard Lemonade, and Not Your Father's Root Beer from me and the kids. (I ​did get the perfume . . .  and that Smart Phone).

​The last few weeks have been kind of a blur. Our beautiful building, Woodbridge Haven, has been completed and we are in the process of finding furniture and items to put on the walls. I have been picking up odds and ends for the last several months, and storing them in Jenna's basement. Now they are coming to their new home. I managed to score 60 good quality dining chairs from a liquidation sale from a local hotel that was closing. Hubby and I took a flatbed truck to go get them. They were in the lower level of the hotel, so loading ten stacks of 6 chairs each took time. We carted them, stack by stack, upstairs in the elevator, then unloaded them by the exit doors. After the saleslady checked  them out, Hubby brought the truck to that side of the building and we loaded them back up on a cart and hauled ten loads of 6 stacked chairs out to the sidewalk. Then it was time to lift them onto the truck and secure them. This literally took hours. Man, were we pooped!  THEN, we hauled them to our building and unload them.  

Jenna and a friend have been working hard doing some painting to add color to some of the walls. It's all taking time, but will be well worth it.

​I've had a little bit of health problems lately. Oh, hush! I'm an old lady, and that's what old ladies do;. they tell everyone about their aches and pains.  My first problem was a pinched nerve that I got when lifting and carrying huge Rubbermaid tubs of Christmas stuff that I had packed up. One little twist the wrong way and Ouch! Then there is the difficulty in walking that's been bugging me for the last year or so, that I suspect is from my cancer medicine. Some of the side effects are difficulty in walking. It's either the meds or I am developing MS or Muscular Dystrophy or fibromyalgia. Kidding --- I hope. Actually, my oncologist finally agreed to let me stop taking the cancer meds for a month to see if it truly makes any difference. So, far, not much.

​I constantly concentrate how I walk in public, trying desperately to move normally, but unfortunately I still look like someone who is in need of two hip replacements. Both legs hurt so bad, that I sway back and forth like a cowboy.  If I step wrong, I have found that my go-to thing to say is "Oh, jeeze!". It's totally involuntary and actually a little bit funny to hear myself saying that a lot. (What a "Wendy Whiner")  I've been to the chiropractor twice last week, and am going again tomorrow. But I'm sure I will work through this.

​It finally warmed up a bit, which is a relief. I hate tip-toeing on ice. My sisters and I are all tippy-toers, and have found that the more careful we try to be, the more likely we are to fall on our tushies.  It's a family thing, ya know. (And it is made even more difficult when a person is walking like a cowboy. YIPES)

​And what about this shut-down? Perhaps we had better not address that at this time. It's been a frighteningly scary subject to talk about and you have to be careful who you have a conversation with. It has been almost two days, and the dumb-dumbs running this country are having an ego contest instead of worrying about their bosses (the American people). I have a feeling that some of these dimwits will be out of a job when they run for office again. Or, they may join all those others who are jumping ship and "resigning" or "retiring early".  What a slimy mess. 

​I have decided not to make comments on Facebook concerning certain political subjects. I made a very "vanilla" comment about a certain politician, and the responses that I received were crazy. I was called really vicious names and was informed that I was the scum of the earth, stupid, and a lot more.
I never dreamed that there were such mean people out there. What is this world coming to?

Well, I will work on those photos and see if I can figure out how to get them from Point A (Smart Phone) to Point B (computer). Excuse me while I call my grandkids for help.

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