Amazing

"Flake"

   "Flake" became my closest friend during my separation before going to court for the divorce and after.  One particular Saturday night we decided to go out to celebrate my divorce.  Even though there was really nothing to celebrate, I had to keep my chin up.
    Flake and I loved to dance so we went to a place called the "Clark Rest," which was one of our regular hang-outs.  We had a really great time, but every time I went out with Flake we had a great time.  Weird things always happened to us, too.  We both loved to dance, and the "bump" was popular then.  The band was playing, we were sloshed among other things, and we got on that dance floor and really got into dancing.   While we were dancing the "bump'" everyone left the dance floor and just watched us.  We hadn't a clue, it was just too funny!  Every one was clapping for us!!  We were so embarrassed we just casually ran to the ladies room.
    After we left the Clark Rest we went to the Linden House Diner, which we also went to on a regular basis after the bar closed.  Every time we went to the Linden House, we always ran into someone we knew.  That particular night I ran into Joe, whose mother was in a card club with my mother when we were kids, and I knew his father, too.  We talked for a while, catching up on our lives since high school.  All of a sudden all the people were gasping and laughing.  I couldn't believe my eyes!  I turned around to see a man totally naked asking for a menu!  Flake and I got hysterical because it was so par for the course when we were out together.  Then this guy I met when I was ten years old came in and was laughing, said "hi" to Joe and headed for the men's room.  I asked Joe "hey, isn't that D. W.?"  He told me yes, and that he worked with his father.  On the way back from the men's room, he stopped to talk to Joe.  Before he left I asked him if he remembered me.  Well, he remembered my last name, anyway.  It turned out that he was with the streaker who had just gotten arrested.   This was, by the way, the beginning of my relationship with my second husband - D.W.
    We added two more friends to our group, Helen and Joan "The Bone."  That was really fantastic because if one of us had a man at the time, there was always  a  good friend available to go out with.  Flake always cheered me up and those years with her saved my sanity because I became crazy.  It was totally amazing!

"House-a-tosis?"

    Does your house have bad breath??  When you open your door to someone, do they reel back and decide not to go in?  Well, ok, so I'm exaggerating.  I did know people who had a house like that, though.  It must have been their thirty cats and four dogs.  No exaggeration, in fact, that's a conservative estimate!
    These people, who shall remain nameless for unknown reasons, did not spay or neuter, so the population of cats just kept exploding.  When I say there were cats and cat poop everywhere you could imagine trying to navigate the house without stepping on something.  There was no kitchen - the dogs had chewed it up, and there was a hole in the floor.  I kid you not!
    I should have stopped at a gas station to use the rest room before I went there because I felt like I was going to get ill when I went into the bathroom.  Of course there were cats, kittens, and the lingering aroma of animal secretions there, too.  I had to wash the toilet seat before I sat.  EEW!  I'm getting nauseous just thinking about it!
    I had to get out of there pronto!  Something happened that I had never experienced before - when I left the house, the smell seemed to be stuck in my nose.  I remember it was hours before my nose cleared.  Have you ever had that experience?  Well there were only two other times that I experienced foul odor stuck in my nose, but this particular time had to be the worst!
    I just can't imagine why people choose to live like this!  Ain't it amazing?

That's Life?

   I'm wondering if you can help me out.  It seems as though my life has become one crisis after another, not to mention the rapid decline in my physical appearance.  I think I'm becoming numb again.  I was numb several years ago and it wasn't very much fun.  I remember being careful not to get too excited or too upset.  I tried not to be too  happy, just "comfortably numb."
     I was on pain medication for a couple of years and talk about numb!!  I think I would have totally flipped out if it wasn't for the meds.  Since I'm not on the meds anymore, life is a whole lot different!  At first it was exciting, it was similar to a person coming out of a coma (I think).  Everything looked so different, like I was seeing everything for the first time; like a kid at Christmas time.  All the good things seemed so much better.  Then came the problems, and the depression again.  It's amazing how cruel life can be sometimes.  I'm determined to make my life a lot less stressful - if I can.
    Does anyone have a calm, happy, simple life with just an occasional misfortune?  Seems like everyone I talk to has had one or more catastrophes in their lives.  If there are any people out there who have had a relatively calm, happy life, PLEASE leave a post - doesn't have to be long, just "thumbs up, or thumbs down" and of course you are always welcome to "vent" if you need to. 

I can't give credit for this jpg because I have had it for over ten years and don't remember where it came from.

 

The Dog Whisperer

Thanks to the comment by "Bill" The Dog Whisperer is on the National Geographic Channel.  Check your local listings.   :-)

Special Angel

    I hope that I will be forgiven for this post - it's about my amazing dog, Angel.  I just have to get this off my chest, if you're not into pets, I'm sorry and I won't do it again.
    I researched dogs to find a breed that was small, light-weight, hypoallergenic, and would make a good companion.  I can't get out much because of fibromyalgia, chronic fatigue, and arthritis.  Angel is a 5 year old Maltese who thinks he's a German Shepherd.  He is a pure breed, neutered male.  He weighs in at about 5 lbs.  He is 9 inches long from his shoulders and 9 inches tall.  Angel has this attitude that don't quit.  He thinks he's the lead dog of the family, except for when one of his humans are home.  Hang in there, I'm almost to the point!
     I have spoiled the little guy, babied him, and talk to him as if he's a human child.  He hates it.  He used to refuse getting brushed by me and he's bit me countless time.  Yes, I now have a muzzle for him and he's decided I can't bathe him, either.
    Yes Virginia, there is a Santa Claus!  His name is Cesar and is called "The Dog Whisperer."  This man is totally amazing.  He can cure almost any dog of bad behavior by using very simple techniques and advise for the humans on how to manage their dog.  He's on cable and I promise I'll find out what channel he's on.  After using some of his techniques, Angel treats me with a whole lot more respect.  I can even brush him and he doesn't attack me.  We are currently working on him accepting me as the lead dog of the pack.
    It's just totally amazing to see my Angel changing his attitude.  Oh, and he likes being a dog - something I guess I didn't realize before.
    His "baby" picture is on top, and his "adult" picture is on the bottom.  Hope you enjoyed this post!

Scary

    OK, this is getting scary.  I'm sitting here listening to 80s and 90s  "soft and easy" and  getting really lonely.  All kinds of memories are rushing into my pea.  All old memories because there aren't any new memories and if there are, I forgot them (short term memory loss).  At one time I was a DJ/KJ.  I live my life vicariously through music but for the last few years I couldn't listen to music because the memories were too painful.  So here I stand, head in hand, feeling like Rip Van Winkle just waking up.  Oh no!! Now they're playing "Wind Beneath My Wings."  That's gotta be in my top 5 favorites.  When the kids were little I would break out in song whether they were in trouble or not.  To console them I would rock them and sing to them.  When my kids cried, I cried.  They all had a special song.  #1 daughter was "Send in the Clowns," then son #1 was "Baby Mine," #2 daughter's song was "Baby's Got Blue Eyes," and #2 son was "Winnie the Pooh."  Oh GREAT!  Now Michael Jackson is singing "You Are Not Alone."  Just ewww.  Thanks but no thanks Michael.  Well, as Rick Nelson sings "You Can't Please Everyone but You Got to Please Yourself."

Why Should a Diet Pill Cost $150.00?

    I had lost 45 lbs. and then put it all back on from sitting at this  computer eating pop tarts and setting up 3 weblogs. This 45 pounds took a long time to lose. OK so I'm self destructive. Using the diet pill I lost 9 lbs. the first week. I'm a yo-yo for sure. I got more pop tarts and Girl Scout cookies but only gained back 4 pounds. Now I must say that the key to the whole diet is drinking a lot of water. This also flushes your system (as well as your toilet!) so that toxins are passed from your body. Now I drink 96 or more oz. of water a day. Yes, you do "tinkle" a lot, but that's ok because walking to the bathroom is a form of exercise. I have more pep (diet pill contains caffeine) but there are also really good herbs in the pill. I also noticed a remarkable change in my moods. I'm not depressed, and not crabby - two of my wonderful character traits.
    I would suggest drinking at least 80 oz. of water for a week, and then try the pill just for giggles to see what happens. If you can loose it with the water, you may not need the pill. As far as I go, need to loose 100 lbs. now so if I am loosing weight with the water and the pill, I would say it is a very good combo for me. I hope this helps you in some way. If you are working out, don't forget that muscle weighs more than fat, so if you are building muscles, your weight loss should be measured by a tape measure.

UPDATE:  You have to quit Pop Tarts, too.  The solution seems to be a combo of the herbal diet supplements and water.  At any rate, If it did cost $150.00, I doubt I would have tried it.  I think that's just a marketing tool.  I purchased mine on a popular online auction site.  I wish you all best of luck loosing!!

Sorry

Please excuse me for not posting.  While trying to upload my ads, I came down with a severe case of dumb ass.  Hope I can find a quick cure.

LOL

    This one is for my Dad.  He says this to us every year.  Click on image to enlarge.  I Love you Daddy!!!

Happy Easter!

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