I have a tendency to walk into corners -- the corner of the hope chest, the arm of a pew, the corner of the coffee table, etc. these transgressions usually result in small circular or oval bruises on my thighs, hips, and shins. Unfortunately, when I do this, I do it more than once and my legs look like I've been in a fight.
Over the weekend, I walked into the arm of a chair. The chair did not move, as it was bolted into the floor. My thigh has a giant bruise on it -- with a lovely blank spot right in the middle that looks exactly like the edge of the arm of that chair. It is most unattractive. And every time I bump that spot, I know I have a giant bruise there. Do you have any idea how often you bump your thigh with your hand, your purse, your laundry basket, or how often you bump into things as you walk? I do. It's a lot.
I keep thinking I will grow out of this bumping into things. Alas, it isn't happening. I used to think it only happened when I was headed to the bathroom in the middle of the night without my glasses. I was lying to myself. It happens all times of the day - with and without glasses and it happens in spurts. I can go weeks without an issue and then, boom... I bump into things 3 times a week for months. What can I say? I'm klutzy.
Oh, and I don't wonder where my kids get it from... I know. They get it from their dad. ;)
Edited to add:
It seems that my arms and hands are not immune to being whacked and bumped. While I was cleaning and washing floors yesterday, I must have whacked my watch and arm at least 50 times on stuff as I whizzed by. I'm amazed my watch is still ticking and that my arm is still attached to my body...
Maybe I need to slow down a little and pay more attention to where my limbs are in relation to furniture and walls... Nah! We all know that's not going to happen!
Tuesday, February 24, 2015
Monday, February 23, 2015
Another Monday
Yup. It's Monday.
I'm in a bit of a mood. I discovered that FaceBook - yet again - isn't showing me my whole feed. Why not? Do they think that I don't want to see my sister's successful skyscraper climb? Or my friend's post about his new home complete with pictures? I'd much rather see that than some crap they want me to see about the Oscars!
I'm not sure I can fix the issue. I'm not sure I can do anything about it but whine to all of you.
Sorry about the whining.
A lovely cup of chai might adjust my attitude. I think I'll make one.
Have a happy Monday.
I'm in a bit of a mood. I discovered that FaceBook - yet again - isn't showing me my whole feed. Why not? Do they think that I don't want to see my sister's successful skyscraper climb? Or my friend's post about his new home complete with pictures? I'd much rather see that than some crap they want me to see about the Oscars!
I'm not sure I can fix the issue. I'm not sure I can do anything about it but whine to all of you.
Sorry about the whining.
A lovely cup of chai might adjust my attitude. I think I'll make one.
Have a happy Monday.
Saturday, February 21, 2015
Friday, February 20, 2015
Shh... Don't tell...
It's me, Mini.
They are off to VMI and mom left her computer on. She thinks we don't know how to surf the web! Ha! If they only knew the porn sites we surf: Animal Planet and Petco are the best! Heck we felines know how to work the TV, too. They think we spend our days curled up asleep when they aren't home. We will continue to let them think that. This is our little secret, ok?
I've only got a little time to type this up. It seems the #1 son will be arriving home shortly. I need time to go collect some socks and spread them in the hallway. Mom loves it but it irritates the heck out of Dad. He doesn't like his socks touched. I choose each sock carefully. Sometimes I take them from the dirty laundry and sometimes - when I get the urge - I open the sock drawers and choose from there because it's more of a challenge and the socks aren't smelly.
These snowy days have me cooped up in the house and I'm kinda starting to lose it. There is just not enough cat nip in this house to keep me calm. I need to get outside and chase some rodents! Yeah, I chase 'em for about 10 steps, and then it's nap time. I really need some warm weather so I can get back to my afternoon nap by the pool. This napping on their bed all day is getting really old -- even if their bed is very comfy.
I am even beginning to think that Zeb is starting to go stir crazy. He asks to go out and then proceeds to sit out there on the pool deck with his butt in the snow. In.the.snow. That stuff is cold! I touched it with my paw once. I will not to that again -- that stuff is worse than plain old nasty water.
Oo... I just noticed some papers they left on the counter. They are pristine and need to be munched and shredded. I love to shred paper. Napkins shred the best... I'm just sayin. Hmm... I wonder if we have full toilet paper rolls. Let me check... Why yes, yes we do. I think those need to be unrolled while I have the time.
Ok - well, I've got chores to do before the boy gets home. The best part -- he won't notice anything. He will just whip up some mac and cheese, turn on the TV, and settle in. I'm golden until Mom gets home.
Mini - out.
They are off to VMI and mom left her computer on. She thinks we don't know how to surf the web! Ha! If they only knew the porn sites we surf: Animal Planet and Petco are the best! Heck we felines know how to work the TV, too. They think we spend our days curled up asleep when they aren't home. We will continue to let them think that. This is our little secret, ok?
I've only got a little time to type this up. It seems the #1 son will be arriving home shortly. I need time to go collect some socks and spread them in the hallway. Mom loves it but it irritates the heck out of Dad. He doesn't like his socks touched. I choose each sock carefully. Sometimes I take them from the dirty laundry and sometimes - when I get the urge - I open the sock drawers and choose from there because it's more of a challenge and the socks aren't smelly.
These snowy days have me cooped up in the house and I'm kinda starting to lose it. There is just not enough cat nip in this house to keep me calm. I need to get outside and chase some rodents! Yeah, I chase 'em for about 10 steps, and then it's nap time. I really need some warm weather so I can get back to my afternoon nap by the pool. This napping on their bed all day is getting really old -- even if their bed is very comfy.
I am even beginning to think that Zeb is starting to go stir crazy. He asks to go out and then proceeds to sit out there on the pool deck with his butt in the snow. In.the.snow. That stuff is cold! I touched it with my paw once. I will not to that again -- that stuff is worse than plain old nasty water.
Oo... I just noticed some papers they left on the counter. They are pristine and need to be munched and shredded. I love to shred paper. Napkins shred the best... I'm just sayin. Hmm... I wonder if we have full toilet paper rolls. Let me check... Why yes, yes we do. I think those need to be unrolled while I have the time.
Ok - well, I've got chores to do before the boy gets home. The best part -- he won't notice anything. He will just whip up some mac and cheese, turn on the TV, and settle in. I'm golden until Mom gets home.
Mini - out.
Thursday, February 19, 2015
Aubergine
I decided to make a triangle shawl for my next project. I've got the buttery mohair mittens on hold until I get the shawl to the point that it will cover my lap. I need to get it big enough to keep me warm while I work on it during Saturday's meeting. :)
I've got 14 rows done. I figure another 5 or six and I will be able to keep warm while I work. Then I'll get back to those yummy buttery mittens.
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
Sunshine, snow, and bitter cold
This is what the front yard looks like this morning. It is deceptively lovely.
I can guarantee you that I'm not ready for any of the predicted weather except the sunshine part. Now, 75 and sunny with low humidity -- I'm all over that! We don't have much snow - unlike my dear friends in New England and I'm fine with that. What I'm not fine with is temps that are supposed to drop like a stone to below zero. I live in the south - where cold is supposed to be 40, not -10.
I'm off to Prayer Shawl today. I think I'll start a shawl or a lap robe today and finish it during the VMI Parents Council Meeting on Saturday. The room is notoriously cold and if I'm working on a larger item, it will keep me warm. See? I'm always thinking.
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
2 years?
It's been 2 years since I last posted. How can this be?
I guess I'd better get back to it, huh?
I can attribute my return here to a friend who told me that he, too, was censored, but didn't much care what people said. I thought - you know, he is right. This is my blog. It's my opinion. Opinions are like a$$holes. Everyone has one. If you don't like what I have to say, click the little red button up there in the corner, close the window, and don't come back.
Much has happened in those 2 years. Almost too much to say.
I will post the past 2 Christmas letters and that will catch you up.
For now, it goes like this:
Both of my cherubs are in college.
We are enjoying our empty nest, but we also love spending time with the kids when we visit or when they are home.
I work at a local winery part time and as Mr says, "I've become a wine snob." Nah! I just know what I like. FYI: I like a good Merlot.
I've picked up another bell choir to direct. I start with them in a week and a half and I'm really looking forward to getting to know the ladies and making music with them.
Well, the wood stove needs feeding and the dog needs to go out.
Mini keeps trying to steal my blog and type her own thing. Maybe tomorrow, I'll let her post. If I do that, my next post might actually post sooner than 2 years from now...
I guess I'd better get back to it, huh?
I can attribute my return here to a friend who told me that he, too, was censored, but didn't much care what people said. I thought - you know, he is right. This is my blog. It's my opinion. Opinions are like a$$holes. Everyone has one. If you don't like what I have to say, click the little red button up there in the corner, close the window, and don't come back.
Much has happened in those 2 years. Almost too much to say.
I will post the past 2 Christmas letters and that will catch you up.
For now, it goes like this:
Both of my cherubs are in college.
We are enjoying our empty nest, but we also love spending time with the kids when we visit or when they are home.
I work at a local winery part time and as Mr says, "I've become a wine snob." Nah! I just know what I like. FYI: I like a good Merlot.
I've picked up another bell choir to direct. I start with them in a week and a half and I'm really looking forward to getting to know the ladies and making music with them.
Well, the wood stove needs feeding and the dog needs to go out.
Mini keeps trying to steal my blog and type her own thing. Maybe tomorrow, I'll let her post. If I do that, my next post might actually post sooner than 2 years from now...
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