Monday, June 4, 2018
For myself and my friend Bill.
If you wake up and don't know what day it is or you just went to bed or it's time to get up not to worry. This can all be figured out with a little time and no panic. If we didn't have our fantastically thinking brains, then maybe we should worry, but just a little. The morning sun comes in my bedroom window. When it's cloudy, things get screwed up. I started with logic. I was in my PJs. That didn't help. I checked the phone to see what the date was and the time of course. Nine O'clock didn't help. Head to the calendar. Aha. Now I know the day but early or late? Now the TV comes in. I do recognize a.m. and p.m. shows so now I know it's morning. After my three cups of coffee I decide to take the challenge and go to Kroger. When there I ride the handicap carts. I look fairly normal but my legs get tired after 50 feet of walking. My Buddy Ron worked at the back self-checkout. (I come in the front). They keep putting cardboard shelves all around the store in the narrowest aisles they can find. It is my unconscious job to hunt them out and see how close and fast I can get by them. I'm not always successful. Ron saw me driving. He waved to the courtesy desk, told the lady there, he needed a tow truck. He's a big strong fellow and lifted the front of my electric car up so I couldn't escape. Meanwhile, customers are staring at us and not sure how serious this is but Ron let me proceed and all was calm. Next time I'm taking my squirt gun. It's multi-colored so I should be safe. The next 'incident', I woke, got out of bed and started looking for my Toddler. The house was too quiet! I went into the living room. The light popped on in my head. I better not have a toddler. I'm 81! That was a relief. Really! so Bill be mellow. Think of me and my rotten memory etc. You and I are just fine..................marge
Friday, June 1, 2018
Animals have more feelings of love, compassion, guilt and sadness than anyone one who sits at the Cabinet Table.
You who like Trump are for the most part, reasonably intelligent people. Or so I thought. How can you not see how horrible he is to his family, Congress, the whole world and especially his youngest son. He doesn't know what 'remorse' is and never will, truly. He sees himself as the only worthwhile person on this earth. He will never change or 'grow'. He doesn't understand there are many things flawed in his basic character. I think we can thank his Dad for that, as can his other children. This is not only as sad and scary as can be, but it may be too late to correct any of it. To think Congress has not only allowed this to happen but isn't even trying to put our Country back on the right path I can't believe. Citizens and World friends, we are in deep deep trouble. We need help from everyone............marge
Tuesday, May 22, 2018
Undermining Seniors .
Friends, relatives and therapist seem to be slowly taking away my self confidence to do things on my own. They are always warning me to 'be careful'! Can't have you falling and ending up in the hospital with a broken hip! I know I pop up from a chair too quickly and tend to spin toward the direction I want to go. It is SO habit forming. Please though, don't keep reminding me of the consequences. I already know them. Believe me, I do. I do try to think ahead before moving. But after 80 years everything seems so automatic. Thinking before I 'get up and go' takes some practice. I behave better when you're not here. I seem to fall into the 'helpless' mode when you are. I drive my car with care. Driving more than five miles from home seems to put panic in everyone's heart. That is turn, makes me an edgy driver. So. Everyone calm down. Let me be the deciding factor. I think the mind is still in good working order. And remember, many years ago I did drive my beloved Yugo to New Brunswick and back!.......................marge
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Unwittingly programmed to fail.
I can't stop itching!
I will find out in the next two weeks how the treatments went. I feel fine except for the all over itching which seems to be a mystery to all. The oncologist are only experts in their special field. Made an appointment with a Dermatologist as soon as I could. Up two nights in a row scratching! As a daughter says. Simple Mom. Just don't scratch! She has no reaction to itch making bugs, allergies etc.or she's the most mind over matter person I know! It's so tempting to go get a glass of wine but I won't, I don't think anyway. Here's hoping this too shall pass, the sooner the better.................................marge
Saturday, May 19, 2018
The world will change.
I am filled with pride at the Royal Wedding. We hopefully now know that being 'Caucasian' isn't the ultimate goal in life.' All the 'White Supremacist' I hope will have learned something about being human. I loved seeing the Mother of the Bride, she was glowing, and justly so as any Mom would.........................marge
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Caucasian,
the best is yet to come.
Tuesday, May 15, 2018
Memories
I've been trying to go to sleep for several hours now, to no avail. Then a scene from a World War 2 movie popped into my head. The star was Dana Andrews. He was wearing a khaki shirt and trousers. His hands were tied behind his back. His fists tightly closed. For a second, he opened a fist. In the center was a Franklin Delano Roosevelt dime. A shot rang out. End of movie.....................marge
Tuesday, May 8, 2018
He has to be stopped.
I was going to talk about my infusion today (it went well) aside from me spilling coffee AND water. Trump is half the problem, The Republicans in Congress and his non-functioning Cabinet must share in the blame. Are they hypnotized or something? Truly truly, how can they be so stupid? Is he the Pied Piper? Or leading the Lemmings going off of the cliff? There is no humor at all in this. Illuminating these people to the facts appears to be an impossible task. How did they ever get elected in the first place? We can't wait until the next election or we may well be doomed. He's trying his best to do that. Don't you think our good people deserve better?........................marge
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