ONCE AGAIN.. CANCER.. DAMN YOU TO HELL….

ONCE AGAIN.. CANCER.. DAMN YOU TO HELL…. 

This dear man, is waiting for cancer to get finish with his body.   His family is near… waiting with him.. comforting him.

Reminding him if not with words, then with actions… how much they love him.

It has been a rough year… finding out about it May of 2017. Going thru all the treatments, they had.. even trying a clinical treatment in Seattle…  A treatment that did not help… BECAUSE believe it or not.. in a life threaten disease, they still do placebos.   He had to wait 4 weeks to be accepted and with his luck … he got the 6 weeks of PLACEBO… losing 10 weeks…  10 weeks he didn’t have to lose..

I think there should be a special place in HELL for those who decide that it is acceptable to give someone a placebo in a life threaten disease… 

So those of you who believe… could you say a prayer for a peaceful passing for my son in law..   A man who brought so much joy to my daughter in a short time… 7 years of marriage, and 6 years of going together.  Thank you….


UPDATE.... SEPTEMBER 27, 2018.... AT 4:15AM.. TIM SAID GOOD BYE.. 

Dress code…… I am just old

Dress code…… I  am just old

Read the other day that a lot of the high schools are loosing up their dress codes… People have complained that it is directed too much towards girls. As it involves tank tops with strings for the shoulders, mid-riff shirts and short shorts. Also mini-mini skirts.  But it also mention ripped jeans.   I have seen boys in mid-riff shirts, as well as girls..

I know we have casual dress at work now.  Starting out with casual Friday years ago… But I have seen some pretty casual clothing… at offices, and restaurants, that I don’t think is quite the picture the company wants to have. Like t-shirts with sayings on them, that are kind of gross, in my humble opinion.  “If you don’t like my attitude, then stay away from me” type shirts.. and etc.

So if the ones above are now acceptable to high schools and some in colleges, what are these people to think the dress code is for the office, or any company type?   Clean jeans with a nice blouse/shirt I have no problem with.. I guess white or light blue shirts with ties are gone with the wind.

It is hard enough looking at your waitress with a ring thru her/his nose or worse yet thru their tongue.  (the tongue, by the way, grosses me out… and very distracting watching it go in an out as they talk)… but I guess I am old.

A young lady with a nice dress to the knees or pant suit on, is very nice and a young man with shirt and tie also means business to me.. but again… I am old….

The Joys of being a hot tub owner..

The Joys of being a hot tub owner….

We have been using our new to us hot tub for about 2 weeks now.

I started out not too well…. I don’t know why, but with the bubbler on, I am like a bobber out to sea.. 

My feet are up in the air… my butt is at least 8 inches away from the seat.  After several tries and different seats.. I found

a way to enjoy it..   I can’t use the recliner one, as it is over my head when I lay in it.  But came up with a place I can

sit with my shoulders under two areas and my feet across the floor of the tub.. kind of bracing myself.. and I can relax.

It has been great for my back.. especially after yesterday.

Moving lots of granite blocks and pulling a cement mixer over to the garage.  I got in the tub and the bubblers beat my back like a massage.

But Sunday night was the funniest of all..  Went out at 6pm,

as usual…after news before Who wants to be a Millionaire.

It was starting to rain.  The King was having second thoughts

as we went out. We put our towels on the chair beside the tub.  Climbed in…  told him the sprinkle will feel good on our faces.  He was whining.. told him..  what is wrong.. are you afraid of getting wet?  Ha ha…  We started up the jets and it was great… hot, hot water, pounding out on our bodies, and the sprinkle of the cool rain…. All went great…………until

it started to really get with the program… it started to pour, again I asked the King as he was whimping out.. WHAT YOU AFRAID TO GET WET?  HA HA… well, we weathered it out.. as it poured…BUT.. it was no longer sprinkling thru the net over head, but collections of the water would come down like waterfalls.. by now, we both are in fits of laughter of how stupid this is… and when I am telling him the hot water and cool .. no COLD…. water feels good on the face.

And he is laughing so hard about how we must look to the neighbors who are in their houses watching the idiot neighbors gets soaked… my head is soaked, my hair is soaked.. the timer turns off on the jets.. so we decided to get out.. (it runs for 15 minutes, which was a loooooooooong 15 that night.. We quickly get out, pull cover over … grab out towels… which are SOAKED…. And run for the house. Hoping we didn’t catch a death of cold…

I am not so sure I am going to be going out there in the snow.. The King said it will be fun….  Yea, right… I have heard that line before….. just before I figured out… this is not fun..

But so far we do like it.

What ever happen to?

What ever happen to…..

HONOR……

COURAGE……to speak up, when things were wrong

CHARACTER…..who you were made up of

INTEGRITY……

LOYALTY……

YOUR WORD….you were as good as your word

TRUTH……not an opinion

All of these use to matter. I think they still do to the over

60 crowd for the most part. Or at least we remember when

these were all important.

Remember your words are only as good as your source

Everyone gives their opinion... on anything and everything..
And of late, there are a lot of opinions flying around politically. 

I believe it was the author Poe who wrote in a book one time..
"the time will arrive when you will learn to judge for yourself of what is going on in the world, without trusting to the gossip of others. Believe nothing you hear, and only one half that you see."

Today it is getting to the point that you believe 1/20th of what
you read..  The new truth is the "altered truth... which I still don't get.. it is
either true or it isn't .. if it isn't .. it is a LIE... even a little white lie is a lie.
If it has some truth to it.. it still isn't all the truth.  And truth is thrown around
now days like a rag doll.

The other thing is.. where do these people get their opinions from? Reading?
Watching the news or a show?  God forbid on the internet, where everyone can say
as they wish, and truth doesn't even have to be in the same sentence with their opinion.

Your words are only as good as your source.. and a lot of people have very wobbly
sources these days.  And people seem to believe anything.  And rarely even look to
check their sources. 

A book I read in the 80's told of checking to see where the source is for anyone saying anything.
Who is They?  who is the committee?  who is that group, and who makes up that group? And
what do they have to gain by it?

YEAH, WE GOT A FREE HOT TUB…

YEAH, WE GOT A FREE HOT TUB…

Not so fast… while the item is free… there is a mere

little thing of set up…  you know… where to put it and what do you need to get it there, AND running…

The King brought home his free hot tub.. we was tired of the blow up one we have… and decided he wanted the real deal. And lo and behold, his buddy’s mother in law wanted to get rid of hers…   So in he drives with his pride and joy on his little trailer…  All is good.. so far…

Next, picking a spot was fairly easy. We have had a pergola for about 7 years and haven’t used it for about 2. So that would be the idea spot… So what do we need to set it up.

Oh, that is where it gets to be a sticky point.

On the list is a slab (which he decided would be a cement one. And there is the mere thing of getting 220 wiring out there. We have 110 for a couple years..

That is where the work started.. And he worked for 3 weeks like a busy beaver off and on.. Mere little thing like financing of it. Piece by piece.  He did do all the leveling, framing and etc by himself.  We got the finances together for the slab. And he had the cement delivered as he and his best buddy did the moving of it across the area.. The truck did not reach the area, so that meant filling up wheel barrows and dumping it… I moved some .. and after dumping his buddy would smooth it over and move some more..  8 wheel barrows I believe, later.. it was all there…. And they worked on it …back and forth.. smoothing.. scrapping.. and it was done… Misty decide to try it out, and SANK.. so back to smoothing and scrapping and it was ready to go and Misty was bathed…  Misty snuck back out 20 minutes later and left her approval mark.. like she did with the sidewalk.  

Three days later, he and his buddy put the hot tub on the slab. And fill it up with water… checked for leaks.. One tiny one… fixed that..

Next up was the wiring..  So while we are figuring how we are going to finance that part, he worked on laying of pvc pipe, in ditching area, and up the side of the garage, into the garage and over the other side to the switch box.  And running a small rope like string thru it…so he could pull the wiring thru…  After all that, he got enough money put together to get the wire.   And we had enough, as he kind of took the wrong numbers for how many feet… luckily not too much (20ft over).  So it was gathering of the wire (4 strands), straighten it out to be fed thru the pvc pipe… I had mention a week before, did he think it was big enough.. Oh, YA… NO PROBLEM… lol. While the wire fit down the tubing easy, it DID NOT feed thru the elbow areas.... EASY.. in fact not at all.. Back to the black board of digging up the tubing in one area.. disconnecting in another area.. which I had mention I didn’t think it was a good idea to GLUE the connections until they got the wire thru.  It took him all day to get the long piece thru and to the box…(with a lot of cuss words). So it was now in the area of the big box and to the breaker box on the pergola.  Next up is the underground … under the slab.. thru the same type of tubing… a lot of pushing, turning, pulling.. thru the 10 foot area… Luckily the grandson showed up. As we needed his muscles to pull the rope thru.. with the King pushing and twisting on the other end.. 40 minutes and sore hands.. on both of them. It made it thru..  He was thrilled… tired but thrilled.   The next day, his buddy comes over (electrician) and puts it all where it needs to go.. connects each end.. and the moment of silence, as he pushed to on button. Nothing.. Oh, have to push the button down for 3 seconds.. YAHOO.. IT IS HUMMING ALONG… pushes the jets.. YAHOO.. bubbles…  he was thrilled.. filter in…  as he proclaims.. I AM GOING TO BE IN THIS TONIGHT…  And he has enjoyed it every night since…

Next up is finding the money to put up privacy walls.. we decided on partial wall and part lattice , so we can see the sky. But that is going to wait..  bamboo shades will do for now.   But so far we have a little over a $1000.00 into it.. but he is one happy camper.. and I got to admit, it sure makes these old bones feel better. 

yes, I know what day this is.. and there will be enough written and shown on all kinds of media... but today is also the birthday of two of my family members.... and I chose the joy of celebration of both of them which was long before this date became  tragic 

Not so good tonight

Not so good tonight… 

Saw a sign that said…

One of my greatest accomplishment, is

To keep my mouth shut even when I am ticked off…

And I do …. Do my best to keep my mouth shut

most of the time, telling myself, that this is none of

My business… or no matter what I say, it isn’t going to change anything.. so don’t waste my breathe.

But I didn’t do so well tonight..

I was at my town council meeting tonight.

In the past we could inject information or our

opinion as long as we stayed on subject and it

was really, really short.   But they tighten up the

Rules about a year ago.. so I have put my hand

over my mouth so I won’t say anything.

I didn’t do very well tonight.. because my mouth

opened up..  We have a new council person who

frustrates the heck out of me.  Even when things are

explained to her in the simplest form..  she doesn’t understand and then votes no…As simple has the council deciding to change one of their bank saving account to another bank where they could get more interest. She couldn’t get it.  Even after being explained 4 times.. so she voted no… thank goodness the other 3 voted yes. 

Tonight she didn’t want to defer a permit for a non profit bus service… so the customers could have a place to sit and be out of the weather.. She voted no… Because she didn’t want to use tax paying money (or the lost of tax paying money) for a private company.  The fact that it would be for the residents of this fair town.. didn’t care.  YET, she wanted the tax payers to pay for a code book for HER… her own private one.   Paid for by the good taxpayers of our town..Even though there is 3 different access for that book of codes. It is on line, the city has one at the hall, and a call to the clerk will give her information and print it out.   

Sorry but my mouth runneth over… and yes I did get into trouble with it. 

OH PLEASE, PLEASE …give me a human

OH PLEASE, PLEASE …give me a human

I am so sick and tired of making phone calls or receiving calls and being told to push 1 for this one or 2 if it is this one… or if receiving…..  says yes, if you are so and so..

Say your birthday date…   OH PLEASE, GIVE ME A HUMAN.

When it comes to calls on the phone, for anything important dealing with finances or health issues… my husband HATES talking..  (other wise he is a chatty cathy with his friends)  Half the time he doesn’t know the answers anyway, because I run the finances and I keep his health records straight. But when you are talking to a machine.. it all goes down hill. Because I can say yes, or no, I can push 1 or 2  or 8.. but if they heard a female’s voice, the machine knows it is suppose to be a male voice, it goes down hill fast.  And punching the O  for humans.. doesn’t work.. when computers talk to humans. 

So he struggles with it, gets madder by the minute and ends up punching off…. And then the cuss words.. Especially when they don’t like his answers.. or he has to put in each prescription number for each meds.. It just isn’t pretty…

Our thoughts was… what if it was an 83 old man or even a women who is not internet/computer savvy?  No wonder there are so much problems.. Oh, yea..  the health insurance computer forward the call to the pharmacy computer.. which went instantly.. but was so confusing, he hung up and told me to go to the pharmacy and find out what the HELL is going on..  Which they had no clue..

Happy 70th  birthday, Sandee