Show A Little Respect

I have a comment to make regarding this post. I do not have a little Covid. I had one line and you need two lines to indicate Covid. I am happy it wasn't true. I still have the same symptoms but it isn't  Covid.

When you are healthy as a horse you don't expect that to change so when it does it is devastating. At first, I thought it was side effects from the booster shot and a Shingles shot I had just received. I guess that didn't have anything to do with it. I feel total exhaustion and have no appetite. I just have to ride it out. A little Covid but with the shots and the booster I am going to make it. 

Memorial Day is coming up. To me, it's just another day on the calendar. When I was a kid it was a nice holiday, we'd pick all the flowers in the yard and make bouquets or wreaths and make some picnic-type food and join all our church friends at the cemetery. The men would set up tables for the food.  I remember people visiting the graves of their loved ones. It was a fun day. Life was calm in those days. Now we have to worry about sending our kids to school.

I have nothing to write about. 

The Tree

Once upon a long time ago, I found a very young tree growing out of the ground next to the end of the house. I didn't want a tree there so I cut it down and dug the roots out. Well, the tree had other plans so it grew right back so I cut it down again and dug even more roots out. That ought to do it, I thought. I am hungry so excuse me while I go find something to eat. Okay?

I had a Marie Callender cheesy chicken &Bacon pot pie. It was very good and I have half leftover for later or another day. Well, back to the 

determined tree, I bought a 5 pound bag of salt and dug the tree hole out again and even deeper and poured the salt in. Bingo! the tree never returned.

It's almost time for Dr. Phil. Please excuse me.

My African Violet.

My Lifetime Secret

When I was about 15 years old I was on the sidewalk on my way home from shopping. Not really shopping because I probably didn't have a dime. We lived close enough to the shopping area to walk there. I met a school friend and after our so-called shopping trip we parted ways and she went to her home and I went to mine. I met a man coming from the opposite way and he stopped me to tell me he owns a clothing store and he was going to go out of business and had some clothing he would give me. Well, being 15 and dumb as a rock I bought it hook line, and sinker. The store was just about a half-block away so I eagerly awaited the free garments I was about to receive. When we arrived at the store he had to unlock the door but I was clueless and walked right in and he locked the door. It was only seconds until he was telling me to take off my clothes so I could try on a dress. Well, my light bulb finally came on loud and bright. Then he started trying to take them off. I flew into a rage I started screaming as loud as I could and kicking and hitting him and then I must have said the magic words, "You just wait until I tell my Dad about this". He immediately stopped and walked to the door and unlocked it. I'll bet he locked up that place and went on a vacation. 

I have never told a living soul about that event because I didn't want anyone to know how gullible and dumb I was. Now I'm on here telling the whole world about it.

Chair Sitter

I may win the title of Best Chair Sitter award in 2022. I once had a beautiful view of the sun rising from my East window, but that all changed when an extension was built to the Highschool. It blocked my view but then I had a view of the school, just maybe some of that education will climb into my window. One time the person that lived there had someone trim the tree and I struck up a conversation with him and he told me he trimmed it in such a way that the limbs will never touch my shed. 

I have a lumpy backyard. I can no longer take care of the outside pots or anything so it gets neglected. 

Sweet Tooth

Good night Nurse! My sweet tooth kicked in and I had no goodies but I had a cake mix. Well, how hard can that be, I said to myself.

I finally got it all on the table. box cake mix, 3 eggs, 1/3 cup cooking oil, 1 cup water. Well, I haven't used that Kitchen Aid Mixer for a long time, I better wash that bowl and beaters. Finally, I got it in the bowl and ready to beat and the mixer will not work, it comes on, and the beaters will not turn. I pleaded and I prayed but not going to work. I decide to beat it with the hand mixer. Where is the hand mixer? It has to be in the pantry but I am half-blind and I could not find it. Now I'm tired I just want to sit. but I have to get this mess finished. I beat the mix like in the olden days .with my arm. It probably lasted for 30 seconds. I baked it and it turned out fine. I happened to have a can of frosting that was still good. I threw one can away that was too far over the hill. Anyway, that is how I spent my evening. It's not nearly as good as I was expecting.

Lazy Daze

When you enter into the Senior years and I don't mean school, you can expect numerous problems. You may outlive your memory which seems to be what I have done. I can remember something that happened 80 years ago but forget what time of the day it is. Sometime this morning I went to sleep and woke up this afternoon. If you're sleepy, sleep. I have nothing better to do. I don't enjoy reading anymore. I forget what happened in the last chapter. It's the same with movies. My brain doesn't move fast enough to keep up with the story. I know it doesn't happen to everyone but it's where I am. 

I just thought I'd touch base and let you know I'm still hanging on. My favorite entertainment is YouTube. I can't get YouTube on my TV. so I watch it on my laptop. 

 Till next time.....