Medical Business

When you have a medical test done, and don't hear anything, don't assume everything was hunky dory. I had one done recently and after waiting for nearly a week I called the DR's office. She said they had not received it yet and would notify me when they did. I wait another week and didn't hear anything so I called the testing place and asked when they would be sending my report to the DR. She looked it up and it had been faxed to them the same day the test was done. I told her that the DR. had not received it. She said "I will fax DR. Roller another one". I asked "Who, is DR. Roller"? Now they have the correct DR. maybe I will hear, but if not my next call will be to the DR again.

If it isn't the paper boy it's the medical place. Why is everybody always picking on me?

Rocker Granny

Life just gets faster here in the fast lane.

I got my rocker/recliner up to 5 miles an hour today. The paper came on time and that's an amazing feat. At least it is for my paper carrier. I finished a blanket I have been working on. It's a blue baby blanket that I crocheted. I sell them on Ebay. I haven't listed it yet. I really like the looks of this one. I think I'll make about 4 of them and list them at the same time. I bought pink yarn today. I make different patterns.

It is almost my bed time, which is 9 pm. My get up time is 4 AM. No, I am not crazy. I just can't sleep any later and it doesn't matter what time I go to bed. So don't give me any advice about that.

At least I posted something.

Til next time.

Unbelievable

I can't believe myself. At last I remembered my sign on name. I have been frustrated for a week with this blogger thingie. I was using a different email and it didn't match the one I signed up with. Duh.... I bet I remember the next time.

My paper boy forgot that he was suppose to leave a paper at my house yesterday morning. I don't know how long he has been leaving a paper here and one day he forgets? That just seems strange to me. I heard him go by and watched his tail lights go down the street. The day before the paper didn't come until 7 AM. So I called the paper office and complained. They delivered one and even had the paper carrier bring me one. He didn't forget me this morning. Sometimes if we learn things the hard way, we remember it better.

The weather is turning from winter into spring. That is a nice thing.

Now that I remember how to sign on I will writing in my blog more. Maybe.

Little Mother

This is my Granddaughter, Cora. All she ever wanted was to be a mommy. She would be such a good one. I just think it's sad that she's still waiting and waiting and waiting for the little one from China. When her twin sisters were a few months old and she was 5 years they were at my house and Emily was on medicine. I was holding her on my lap and attempting to get the medicine spoon in her mouth and wasn't having much luck. Cora says "let me do it." So I said "Ok, you do it." She got her on her lap and I handed her the spoon of medicine and she put it in her mouth and had the medicine down her before I hardly knew what was happening. I doubt if she remembers it, but I do because I was impressed.

Smelly Rat

I get the strangest mail. People are always sending me the news that I won a lottery and I just ignore them. This time I got a pathetic letter from some poor old widow lady that is on the verge of dying. She wants me to take her dead husband's huge bank account and put it in my bank and then send her a few dollars out of it or some such drivel.

I replied to her. I SMELL A RAT.

Then she writes back the following.

HI LORRENE,
THERE IS NO SMELLING RAT TO PASSIVE.IT IS ALL ABOUT DOING GOD'S WORK.TO YOU,IT IS OPTIONAL BECOUSE IF YOU WANT TO HELP ME OUT JUST GO AHEAD AND HELP ME AND IF YOU CAN'T,YOU FORGET IT.
BUT REMEMBER,THERE IS ALWAYS A REWARD FOR DOING GOD'S WORK.I AM A DIEING WOMAN,SEEKING FOR WHOM TO ENTRUST MY HUSBAND'S FUNDS TO.YOU HAVE NOTHING TO LOOSE,ALL I NEED IS SOMEONE THAT I CAN TRUST.
JUST GIVE YOURSELF A SECOND THOUGHT OF WHAT I HAVE TOLD YOU.
GOD BLESS YOU
YOURS SINCERELY
MRS NKURUMA CINDI

News Reports Bias Against Fat

This is one of my many pet peeves. When the news programs on TV or even the newspaper does a story on obesity they always go out with their camera's and shoot peoples midsections or rear section, depending on which area is the fattest. They never take a head shot. Probably because they would get their pants sued off if the person could identify himself. So they go strolling down the street until they find a big butt then focus on that area and click away. Of course they wait until they can find two or three together because that gets the point of their story across even more. I have considered a way from this ever happening to me. So I can be identified and able to sue them; I am going to make a sign with my full name on it and glue it on my rear section so I can walk down a street with complete ease and confidence knowing my rear end will not make the evening news.

Yeah, I know. You're thinking the sign should say "Wide Load"

Freezer de-icing and Mopped Floor

Just have to show you my amazing accomplishment. This is a picture of my teeny weeny freezer. It is about waist high to a dwarf and has two shelves. You have to get down on the floor and lie on your stomach to see what you have in it. Defrosting it is the worse nightmare in the world, but it has to be done at least every two years because it gets so much ice in it and you have no room for two year old vegetables and other essentials. It also had ice caps trying to come out the door. Well, today was that day. The bottom tray that catches the dripping ice is about an inch high and runs over unless you are there every ten minutes or so to empty it. It is not possible to empty a shallow tray full of water without spilling half of it. At least it's not possible for me. Ice drips slowly, are you aware of that. I spent almost the entire day emptying the tray and mopping the floor. Emptying the tray and mopping the floor. Tonight I have a frost free freezer and a clean utility floor.

I knew you would be thrilled about it. I don't want to put the food back in it. I kind of like the empty look.

Old Age and Amnesia

Old age does strange things to your memory. I forgot to put on a coat today when I went to get my flu shot. I went to the Senior Center for the shot and the room was full of us oldies. We were sitting at tables waiting our turns and I overheard one old lady say to her friend "Now how did you happen to remember that, normally you can't remember anything". For some reason it cracked me up so I shared how I forgot to wear my coat and that sort of broke the ice. Everybody started telling the latest stupid thing they didn't remember. We were having a blast. Then they called number 41 and I had to go get my shot.