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FIVE SECOND RULE

5/16/2019

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BE THE REASON SOMEONE SMILES. BE THE REASON SOMEONE FEELS LOVED AND BELIEVES IN THE GOODNESS OF PEOPLE.
                                                                                 Roy T. Bennet

HI, Kids! Hope everyone had a nice Mother's Day last Sunday. Hubby and I road-tripped to Minnesota to spend the week-end with son Dan and his wife, Tammy. We had a wonderful time. Not only do they cook fantastically, but they showed us around the countryside and we saw wonderful buildings...real old fashioned places with the tin-ceiling panels and old, polished woodwork. Did some great dining in those places, too. Their new house is really great.  Quite a bit bigger than mine, for sure. They have it fixed up so nicely. On Mother's Day, we went to the Crow Creek Winery for a fabulous brunch. Really quite posh. Wonderful food and ambiance. I came home feeling pampered and stuffed to the gills. :)

I am now back in my home office on the lower level of the house. For months, I have had a four-foot table set up in a spare bedroom, where Hubby put my computer and printer for me, while I was recovering from my leg "problems". But it was time to get my files, and papers and office supplies (which I always have a lot around me, 'cause I happen to love paperclips and pens and . . .  well, you know). It was starting to look a tad bit too cluttered up there, and besides,  I can now maneuver up and down the stairs.  However, when I finally got settled at my old desk, I looked over at the calendar on the wall. Sadly, it was still at November 2018. I had not been down here since I broke my leg. How creepy to see that time stopped for me to be in here in November. Another situation that I find interesting and somewhat sad, is at my late mother-in-law's house. The family still owns it, and when you walk into the bedroom, there is her calendar on the wall with the December 2014 page showing. That's when her life, her story ended.   I sure do miss that wonderful woman.

I have finally decided that I am an old, confused woman. I have been using that Gold Bond Neck and Chest cream to tighten my . . .  uh  . . . wrinkled neck. But lately, it wasn't do much good. Then I realized that I had been grabbing the Gold Bond Foot cream and using it on my neck!  sigh   Talking about old woman things, get a load of the latest hair report.  Prepare yourself. 

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Front.    NOTE: You can see my lovely neck scar from the para thyroid operation. Did I mention that I have been telling people that the reason I have so many health issues going is because I got in a bar fight, was jumped by a women's gang, had all my hair cut off . . .  hence, the lack of hair for so long, and then  they slit my throat . . . that explains the scar, and then they broke my leg, and that's why I limp? Unfortunately, everyone knows I am a Church Lady, not a Bar Hopper Lady. Rats!

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I finally have curly hair. But it is an odd kind of curly hair.  I don't know if today is the day to stop wearing the wigs or not. I am still thinking about it. My real hair is waaay whiter and grayer than my wigs, so it might be a shock to a lot of people (especially my clients that have arranged rentals at my building) to see me with my real hair. Whatever. Tis what it tis.

I only have two more weeks of systemic chemo pills, and then I am done!!! I truly think once I am done taking them, maybe my hair will start really growing back big time! I can only hope, I guess I'm lucky it is growing at all while still on chemo. 

This post's title is FIVE SECOND RULE. You all know what that is, right? It's when you drop a food item on the floor and if you pick it up within 5 seconds, it hasn't had time to get dirty, so it's okay to still eat it. The one item I would strongly advise against using this rule for is chewing gum.  Enough said.  Anyhoo, I have discovered that there is another case scenario that falls under the Five Second Rule. The other day I went into the bathroom and reached out to get a tissue from the box sitting on the back of the stool. Unfortunately, the stool lid was up, and my cell phone fell out of my pants pocket and right into the water! I immediately scooped it out and wiped it off. (Relax, the toidy had NOT been used). It had been less than 5 seconds. Whoo hoo! The phone still works like a champ.


                                           GOD BLESS YOU ALL AND GOD BLESS OUR COUNTRY
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