This whole voting for our next president is giving me a headache.
Then we get this UK leaving the EU is giving me a worse headache.
And I no longer know what to think of The Donald!
First off let me say this: sometimes I wonder if it was a big mistake to leave the Queen and become our own independent selves. Some of our presidents have done us good, Others not so much. The state our country has now become we are such a sorry mess I don't know if they will EVER EVER get back on track and I fear for our grand children and their children.
Then we have the UK leaving the EU. Ok now maybe it's for the best for them. But it's hurting our dollar and its dropping the Dow and of course scaring the whole country into running and taking out what money they have before they loose it all.
AND The Donald.......What can I say about him? Well when he first started this race I was all for him. Now I wish I could go back and say what I wanted to say from the beginning Sanders. I wanted him to begin with and I wish I would have stuck with my gut and stayed all the way. But The Donald talked a pretty talk and I fell for it and wanted him all the way. I believed there was a way he could do what he said. and I WANTED THAT. I wanted us to go back to the America we were. I wanted to make sure that us who were retired would have the money we paid into Social Security to be there for us. I wanted the Vets to be all important in getting the medical treatments they needed and not shoved aside. But now listening to him I'm not sure if he would be the right person. Oh I still believe that he believes he can do what he says he can do. But it's the other stuff that needs to also be done to keep us safe that I'm not sure The Donald can do.
I Don't want Hillery that's for sure but at this rate this is what I'm seeing......We elected our first "Black" president ever changing our American history. Now that we have a woman running they will vote her in to change it one more time and put a woman in Charge. after all she was more in charge than her husband was when he was in office so maybe it wont be as bad as we all think.
Saturday, June 25, 2016
Sunday, June 5, 2016
In our back yard
We have a section in our back yard that is a wild life section. Every year we leave the grass grow tall. Why? Well because we have bunnies that come and have their babies there. Oh lets not for get the Ducks. Yes I said Ducks. Today hubby found out mama duck along with some babies were in our back yard. YAY. I love wild life in the cities. And I feed them and I protect them and yeah I fight for them. Our city comes by and DEMANDS that we cut down our grass. stating it attracts things like mosquities and other unsavory bugs. But I say it also attracts a place for the bunnies to be safe and have their babies (one year we had 3 momma's with about 10 bunnies and 3 momma Ducks with about 9 little duckies). I have an old sand box I use as for water so ducks can swim, and I tell the grand kids to just leave the animals alone.
It's also great for them to see these babies and momma's out there to learn about them. So yeah so city I'm leaving the tall grass till all babies are grown and gone. About middle of July.
It's also great for them to see these babies and momma's out there to learn about them. So yeah so city I'm leaving the tall grass till all babies are grown and gone. About middle of July.
Wednesday, June 1, 2016
He has retired twice now
Today is my hubby 65th birthday. He retire for the second time on May 13th. But lo and behold he is still working. (part time or so he says)
So here is a pretty "pillow" cake because he is always
so tired when he comes home from working.
Happy Birthday Honey I love you.
Tuesday, April 26, 2016
Miracals
When a woman gets pregnant they usually have planned it. They are excited about the event and plan for the birth of the baby. They have a baby shower and share with their family and friends all the excitement of the miracle of the birth of the baby.
I've been there 3 times with the birth of my 3 children. The sigh of relief when I count their 10 fingers and 10 little toes. When I check every thing out to make sure every thing is as it is suppose to be. I did this because my sister was born handicapped and I was scared one of mine would be as well. I didn't learn till much later in life that my sister was born the way she was because of something my dad did. He beat my mother while she was pregnant. They now claim this is the biggest reason my sister is the way she is.
But when all my grandchildren were born if I was there or came to visit soon after I did the same thing counted fingers and toes and checked to see if everything was as it should be. So when I read this story, I cried. I cried for two reasons one for how he was born and then how he turned it around for him. How wonderful.
http://www.viralvo.com/born-blind/
Read his story. and if you dont cry there is something wrong with you because he is a MIRACAL
I've been there 3 times with the birth of my 3 children. The sigh of relief when I count their 10 fingers and 10 little toes. When I check every thing out to make sure every thing is as it is suppose to be. I did this because my sister was born handicapped and I was scared one of mine would be as well. I didn't learn till much later in life that my sister was born the way she was because of something my dad did. He beat my mother while she was pregnant. They now claim this is the biggest reason my sister is the way she is.
But when all my grandchildren were born if I was there or came to visit soon after I did the same thing counted fingers and toes and checked to see if everything was as it should be. So when I read this story, I cried. I cried for two reasons one for how he was born and then how he turned it around for him. How wonderful.
http://www.viralvo.com/born-blind/
Read his story. and if you dont cry there is something wrong with you because he is a MIRACAL
Wednesday, March 30, 2016
Good grief I am stupid
It has been awhile since I wrote here on the blog as my life has been super busy. But I've had an accident that has left me with nothing but time on my hands.
Two weeks ago I went to visit an old neighbor who had moved into one of those 55+ places. I had two of my grandsons with me and I told them stay in the car don't fight I'll hurry and then we will go shopping and if your good I'll get you something and maybe we will stop for a second treat at DQ.
So I went up to see her talked with her for about 3 minutes and left. I was gonna get somethings outta her car and put in mine and then leave. Well coming off the elevator as I was heading to the door there is a community room there and I thought I heard one of the ladies call out to me so I turned to look putting my right hand up to open the door. I realized they were just talking extra loudly and not to me and I turned around to WHAM slam smack into the window. I hit that window bounced off and flew backwards and hit the floor and laid there screaming in pain. Now in my head I could hear these ladies saying she hit the window, call 911. And I'm thinking no don't call 911 just help me up off the floor. Plus I was thinking OMG did I just do that? I mean this is something you see on cartoons someone running into a window. Well they didn't help me up (good thing) and when someone finally came into my line of vision I told them go get my grandsons outta my car I wanted my grandsons. Well they didn't want to do that either as they didn't want the boys to see me like that. I finally got a guy to go get them and when Jeremy came in I told him get my cell phone out of my jacket pocket and call grandpa (who was at work) and tell him grandma had an accident. By then the ambulance was there and they were talking with me trying to figure out what I could and could not move. Jeremy in the mean time was having trouble getting grandpa to answer the phone as he was busy at work and kept hanging up on Jeremy. I told him to just keep calling. Then I started to freak because I didn't know the store number to just call the store straight away to tell them about the accident. Grandpa finally answered and Jeremy was trying to tell him what was going on and an EMT finally had to take the phone and tell hubby what was going on and that they had to take me to the hospital. HOSPITAL? no wait just help me up. Well no I couldn't move. I was in some serious pain and at first my legs wouldn't move. So they got me on a sling then on a stretcher and into the ambulance. Off to the hospital I went. With nothing more than my cell phone. No purse no ID no hubby nothing but my cell.
Got to the hospital and after waiting in the hall for 2 hrs they put me into a room in ER. First thing I had to do was ask for a bed pan to go to the bathroom. Then I finally got to see a doctor and they took me off to x-ray. Once x-rays were don't and the doctor came back I learned I broke my back. L4 vertebrae was broke v shaped and I had to be extra careful no to break it all the way through. I was going to be admitted. I was given lots of pain meds and tried to get comfortable for the night. The next day I seen a spine surgeon and he said I had 2 good things going for me. 1 I had feeling in my feet and legs and 2 I could move them. So I didn't need surgery. All I needed to do was wear a brace for 6 weeks. I was in the hospital from Monday to Thursday. I need to walk with a walker. When I first came home I had to had someone help me get up, someone to wipe me after going to the bathroom, and to dress me. Now today I can get up with little help, I still need the arms thing over the toilet. I can dress my self and I can wipe myself. But I still walk with a walker and still take pain meds. I'm on week 2 and really wish I could go back and change stuff. But I can't. I can't drive so hubby has to take little man to school and pick him up which means he goes into work late because he needs to pick up little man first. Speaking of hubby, we learned he had a stroke. In fact several "mini" strokes. We also learned that had they did a brain scan instead of taking blood they would have found it sooner. His BP is high so he is now on 2 different meds for that. and today he went and seen a neurologist and was put on 1 more med. All I can say is its sucks getting older. BUT I pray that hubby will not have any more stokes or anything else because if anything happens to him and I will be so lost.
Two weeks ago I went to visit an old neighbor who had moved into one of those 55+ places. I had two of my grandsons with me and I told them stay in the car don't fight I'll hurry and then we will go shopping and if your good I'll get you something and maybe we will stop for a second treat at DQ.
So I went up to see her talked with her for about 3 minutes and left. I was gonna get somethings outta her car and put in mine and then leave. Well coming off the elevator as I was heading to the door there is a community room there and I thought I heard one of the ladies call out to me so I turned to look putting my right hand up to open the door. I realized they were just talking extra loudly and not to me and I turned around to WHAM slam smack into the window. I hit that window bounced off and flew backwards and hit the floor and laid there screaming in pain. Now in my head I could hear these ladies saying she hit the window, call 911. And I'm thinking no don't call 911 just help me up off the floor. Plus I was thinking OMG did I just do that? I mean this is something you see on cartoons someone running into a window. Well they didn't help me up (good thing) and when someone finally came into my line of vision I told them go get my grandsons outta my car I wanted my grandsons. Well they didn't want to do that either as they didn't want the boys to see me like that. I finally got a guy to go get them and when Jeremy came in I told him get my cell phone out of my jacket pocket and call grandpa (who was at work) and tell him grandma had an accident. By then the ambulance was there and they were talking with me trying to figure out what I could and could not move. Jeremy in the mean time was having trouble getting grandpa to answer the phone as he was busy at work and kept hanging up on Jeremy. I told him to just keep calling. Then I started to freak because I didn't know the store number to just call the store straight away to tell them about the accident. Grandpa finally answered and Jeremy was trying to tell him what was going on and an EMT finally had to take the phone and tell hubby what was going on and that they had to take me to the hospital. HOSPITAL? no wait just help me up. Well no I couldn't move. I was in some serious pain and at first my legs wouldn't move. So they got me on a sling then on a stretcher and into the ambulance. Off to the hospital I went. With nothing more than my cell phone. No purse no ID no hubby nothing but my cell.
Got to the hospital and after waiting in the hall for 2 hrs they put me into a room in ER. First thing I had to do was ask for a bed pan to go to the bathroom. Then I finally got to see a doctor and they took me off to x-ray. Once x-rays were don't and the doctor came back I learned I broke my back. L4 vertebrae was broke v shaped and I had to be extra careful no to break it all the way through. I was going to be admitted. I was given lots of pain meds and tried to get comfortable for the night. The next day I seen a spine surgeon and he said I had 2 good things going for me. 1 I had feeling in my feet and legs and 2 I could move them. So I didn't need surgery. All I needed to do was wear a brace for 6 weeks. I was in the hospital from Monday to Thursday. I need to walk with a walker. When I first came home I had to had someone help me get up, someone to wipe me after going to the bathroom, and to dress me. Now today I can get up with little help, I still need the arms thing over the toilet. I can dress my self and I can wipe myself. But I still walk with a walker and still take pain meds. I'm on week 2 and really wish I could go back and change stuff. But I can't. I can't drive so hubby has to take little man to school and pick him up which means he goes into work late because he needs to pick up little man first. Speaking of hubby, we learned he had a stroke. In fact several "mini" strokes. We also learned that had they did a brain scan instead of taking blood they would have found it sooner. His BP is high so he is now on 2 different meds for that. and today he went and seen a neurologist and was put on 1 more med. All I can say is its sucks getting older. BUT I pray that hubby will not have any more stokes or anything else because if anything happens to him and I will be so lost.
Wednesday, January 27, 2016
I give up
Today I gave up:
I am in my 60's.
So some of my dream's are gone over kaput.
Like the dream house I I always wanted to have. When I was younger and first married and we were looking for our first home I knew what I wanted. But hubby wanted the house we got because he had dreams as well. Dreams that were killed by the city of Bloomington. Every single time he took them an idea of what he wanted to do for our house they shot it down. WHY? Well because we live on a corner double lot. They came to us wanting us to sell them the corner half of the lot so they could build a house on it which would have been so damn close to us and we said NO. We bought this double corner lot because our neighbor that was next to us was also on a double lot so they were a distance away from us not like the houses right across the street where you could reach out your bedroom window and touch your neighbors house. And this house being on the corner wasn't close to the house on the other side either because there was a street in between. So when we turned the city down they became pissy and started to be on our backs every time we turned around. We didn't mow our lawn right. Our dog was barking to much. We left a bike out front. and on and on and on. SO when we wanted to add on they said no,no,no,no. When we finally did get them to agree on what we wanted it basically just doubled in size. but wasnt they way we really wanted. One thing that we did do that they hated was we put the basement steps in middle of house and they didnt want them there. But it was to late to change so they stayed.
So my house wasn't the way I nor my husband wanted it. And now it's way to late. I was looking on line at homes in Florida to possibly move to and the ones that even have part of what Ive always wanted in my dream home is so expensive that no way am I gonna get it in our retirement home. I have seen some condo's that have what I want but hubby's no very heped up on Condo's. They are to much like apartments. and neither of us want to go back there again if we can help it. 50 plus places might be the answer but I'm thinking we might need assisted living. I'm worried. Hubby is showing some signs of..... Well I just don't wanna say because I'm not sure but he seems to twitch a lot. and he is making lots of noise when he is sleeping. and his eye twitchs, and he says he will be holding something and all of a sudden drop it with no warning. SO yeah I need to get him in to a doctor to talk about whats going on. We may need to get a different kind of place to live and I don't know if it will have anything that I want. My dreams are over. I give up.
I am in my 60's.
So some of my dream's are gone over kaput.
Like the dream house I I always wanted to have. When I was younger and first married and we were looking for our first home I knew what I wanted. But hubby wanted the house we got because he had dreams as well. Dreams that were killed by the city of Bloomington. Every single time he took them an idea of what he wanted to do for our house they shot it down. WHY? Well because we live on a corner double lot. They came to us wanting us to sell them the corner half of the lot so they could build a house on it which would have been so damn close to us and we said NO. We bought this double corner lot because our neighbor that was next to us was also on a double lot so they were a distance away from us not like the houses right across the street where you could reach out your bedroom window and touch your neighbors house. And this house being on the corner wasn't close to the house on the other side either because there was a street in between. So when we turned the city down they became pissy and started to be on our backs every time we turned around. We didn't mow our lawn right. Our dog was barking to much. We left a bike out front. and on and on and on. SO when we wanted to add on they said no,no,no,no. When we finally did get them to agree on what we wanted it basically just doubled in size. but wasnt they way we really wanted. One thing that we did do that they hated was we put the basement steps in middle of house and they didnt want them there. But it was to late to change so they stayed.
So my house wasn't the way I nor my husband wanted it. And now it's way to late. I was looking on line at homes in Florida to possibly move to and the ones that even have part of what Ive always wanted in my dream home is so expensive that no way am I gonna get it in our retirement home. I have seen some condo's that have what I want but hubby's no very heped up on Condo's. They are to much like apartments. and neither of us want to go back there again if we can help it. 50 plus places might be the answer but I'm thinking we might need assisted living. I'm worried. Hubby is showing some signs of..... Well I just don't wanna say because I'm not sure but he seems to twitch a lot. and he is making lots of noise when he is sleeping. and his eye twitchs, and he says he will be holding something and all of a sudden drop it with no warning. SO yeah I need to get him in to a doctor to talk about whats going on. We may need to get a different kind of place to live and I don't know if it will have anything that I want. My dreams are over. I give up.
Monday, January 4, 2016
Happy New Year-2016
Well here we are 4 days into the new year and we have already been to a funeral of hubby's sister. We got a chance to see some family we hadn't seen in quit awhile. So even thou it was a sad time it was also good. The boys are back in school. I need to call the doctor now to see about surgery on my shoulders because the pain is to bad. I'm looking forwards to Friday. We get to go see Williams and Ree again. I love them. I think I have been going to their shows since I was about 13. First show I went to was with my dad and Uncle Harold. I didn't understand most of the jokes but if they laughed so did I. Only thing I know I remember for sure is Running Bear the song they sing. Yup I don't care how many times I hear that song I love it and will never tire of it. I am praying 2016 will be much better.
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