Frustrations

So how was your day?

 A few blogs back,  I told you about my Cable bill being $38 less than normal. Well, that was a short lived fantasy. Today I get one and it's $38 more than it normally is. So I called and talked to someone, I don't know if she was from Guam or New Zealand, but she sure wasn't from around here. I had a hard time understanding her and she had an even harder time understanding me. This is the gist of the conversation. It seems that I only paid part of my bill last month. So they tacked that part I didn't pay to this one. I told her I already had that part figured out, but why did you tell me last month that the bill was $38 less than normal? I got frustrated trying to make sense of what she was saying. 

Well okay, no need to argue with her. She is just doing her job.

TV Hogs and Other Problems

What is wrong with my kitchen TV?  The remote seems to be working because if I press a button on it, it says 6 and if I press another button it says 66, and another button it says 666. It will not mute or change volume or channels. I have to use the buttons on the TV to even turn it off and on.  So I put my brilliant mind in gear and decided the batteries must be dead or almost dead.  So I put in new batteries. Still nothing works right. It’s still doing the very same thing.  Then I told myself, there has to be something wrong with the stupid remote. So I stared at it, while thinking I may have to go buy a new remote. While staring at it, I discovered the number six key was caught by one edge and wouldn’t allow anything else to work. Easy fix, but why did it take so long to figure it out. Have I always been this way or am I just developing a case of feeble-mindedness? It was doing the same thing last night and I decided to put the problem on hold until I felt like dealing with it.

I remember when we got our first TV, I think we only had 3 channels, and remote meant far away or distant, the devise had not been invented yet, at least for a TV.  But we had 3 kids, so tell one of the kids to go change the channel. Well, the Remotes grew up and left home so we had to argue who should get up and change the channel. That didn’t last long, I discovered you could buy one and if your TV was fairly new it would work on it.
 So the husband got a new remote for Christmas that year. Because it was a gift, he felt he was in charge of it. From that day forward we watched Football, Basketball, Baseball, Roller Derby, Wrestling, United Kingdom with Marlin Perkins, and did I mention Football.  Can you believe I haven’t watched a game of Football since he died and went to heaven. My TV doesn’t even recognize that channel anymore. 

The World is a Strange Place

The world isn’t exactly what I was expecting. How did it get like this? Too many people buy things they don’t need with money they don’t have to impress people they don’t even like in the first place. 
People run businesses trying to collect money from people that don’t have any. 
A bank hires people to call strangers to tell them their credit card is not in trouble at this time, but they can give them a much better interest rate. 
A total stranger calls strangers on the phone to tell them five reasons why they are voting for Newt Gingrich. 
I’ve only been married once, but I always say I’ve been divorced five times so they won’t think I’m different. 
Our mailman leaves six pieces of junk mail in our mailbox and we put it in our trash so it can be recycled. 
I made a special trip to my cable company to lodge a complaint about my bill being increased until I can no longer afford it. Of course that was a waste of time, so I asked what happened to the lightening speed they are always talking about. “Oh, you must need a new modem, I will have a service man put a new one in for you”.  So it was proven that I had the speed of molasses, and he replaced it and now I have lightening speed.  When I received my bill they had reduced it by $38.00.  She had told me the bill was fine. I am holding my breath on that one. If I call to find out why, I am afraid they will say there has been a mistake and jump it back up sky high. If I don’t say anything maybe they won’t notice. Is that being sort of dishonest?  My conscience hasn’t kicked in yet. I'm sure the next month will bring it back up there. 

What Made Me Me

The following is a good way to determine how old you are. Anybody that can remember some of these may be approaching the top of the hill. 


  Author unknown 

What Made Me Me 

Long ago and far away, in a land that time forgot, before the days of Dylan, or the dawn of Camelot. 


There lived a race of innocents, and they were you and me, long ago and far away In the Land That Made Me Me. 


Oh, there was truth and goodness in that land where we were born, where navels were for oranges, and Peyton Place was porn. 


For Ike was in the White House, and Hoss was on TV, and God was in His heaven In the Land That Made Me Me. 


We learned to get a muffler, We washed our hair with dawn, we spread our crinolines to dry In circles on the lawn. 


And they could hear us coming all the way to Tennessee, all starched and sprayed and rumbling in the Land That Made Me Me. 


We longed for love and romance, and waited for the prince, and Eddie Fisher married Liz, and no one's seen him since. 


We danced to "Little Darlin'", and Sang to "Stagger Lee" and cried for Buddy Holly In the Land That Made Me Me. 


Only girls wore earrings then, and three was one too many, and only boys wore flat-top cuts, except  for Jean McKinney. 


And only in our wildest dreams did we expect to see A boy named George, with Lipstick In the Land That Made Me Me. 


We fell  for Frankie Avalon, Annette was oh, so nice, and when they made a movie, They never made it twice. 


We didn't have a Star Trek Five, Or Psycho Two and Three, Or Rockey-Rambo Twenty In the Land That Made Me Me. 


Miss  Kitty had a heart of gold, And Chester had a limp, and Reagan  was a Republican, Whose co-star was a chimp. 


We had a Mr Wizard, but not a Mr T, and Oprah couldn't talk yet, in the Land That Made Me Me. 


We had our share of heroes, We never thought they'd go, At least not Bobby Darin, Or Marilyn Monroe. 


For youth was still eternal, And life was yet to be, and Elvis was forever, In the Land That Made Me Me. 


We'd  never seen the rock band that was Grateful to be Dead, and Airplanes weren't named Jefferson, and Zeppelins weren't Led. 


And Beatles lived in gardens then, and Monkees in a tree, Madonna was a virgin In the Land That Made Me Me. 


We’d never heard of Microwaves or telephones in cars, and babies might be bottle-fed, but they weren't grown in jars. 


And pumping iron got wrinkles out, and  "gay" meant  fancy-free, and dorms were never coed In the  Land That Made Me Me . 


We hadn't seen enough of jets to talk about the lag, and microchips were what was left at The bottom of the bag. 


And Hardware was a box of nails, And bytes came from a  flea, and rocket ships were fiction In the Land That Made Me Me. 


Buicks came with portholes, and side show came with freaks, and bathing suits came big enough To cover both your cheeks. 


And Coke came just in bottles, and skirts came to the  knee, And Castro came to power In the Land That  Made Me Me. 


We had no Crest with Fluoride, We had no Hill Street Blues, We all wore superstructure bras Designed by Howard  Hughes. 


We had no patterned pantyhose Or Lipton herbal tea Or prime-time ads for condoms In the Land That Made Me Me. 


There were no golden arches, No Perriers to chill, & gt;And fish were not called Wanda, And cats were not called Bill. 


And  middle-aged was thirty-five And old was forty-three, And ancient was our parents In the Land That Made Me Me. 


But all things have a season, Or so we've heard them say, And now instead of Maybelline We swear by  Retin-A. 


And they send us invitations To join AARP, We've come a  long way, baby, From the Land That Made Me Me. 


So now we face a brave new world In slightly larger jeans, And wonder why they're using Smaller print in magazines. 


And we tell our children's children of the way it used to be, Long ago, and far away In the Land That Made Me Me.


 --Author unknown

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Mug shots

The picture is me and my friend Alice.  I don’t know what happened to my poor pathetic hair that day. Even Mickey noticed. I am at a loss for something to blog about so this is it for today. I have been trying to read, but I get sleepy when I read and I have a limit on how many naps I take in one day. Not more than five or six.

The above picture is my six granddaughters. We had a run of girls that decade.  It was a little more than a decade. Four were born in the 80's and two in the 70's. I have no current pictures of them together because they never get in the same place at the same time these days.

More of the Same

Life goes on even if you don’t care anymore. The ant clan that invaded my property is now history. Thanks to Terro ant poison bait traps. The only thing I have found that works, so you might want to put that in your Ant File for future referral. While I’m on the subject of disturbing things, I have also found the solution for rust stain in the toilet bowl. Buy some Lysol Power and clean the toilet with it or shut the lid so you can no longer see it. Either method works pretty well. I am probably the last person on the planet to hear about this, but Magic Eraser is wonderful for truly cleaning things with less elbow action. I don’t know if the brand matters or not. I bought Mr. Clean brand. 

The wind is trying to blow everything into the next county. It came through here the other day, but I guess it didn’t get the job done so it’s back. It’s better than snow. Snow is on the bottom of my list. 

There is nothing hair raising or exciting in my world. It’s just kind of ordinary at the moment. Hope things are happening for you. Maybe I should join the exciting world of church.

Till next time