I Think I’m Going to Make it

It was touch and go the last couple of weeks, but I was determined to put makeup on and model my new hat.  Mary Kay cosmetics can do wonders, but not miracles.  I still look puffy and bruised.  I still have black eyes.  All caused by the massive wound on my head and the reconstructive surgery afterward. four weeks later and I still have a throbbing headache, raw nerve endings, and tweaks of pain.

“That is all normal during the recovery process,” they tell me. ” You will be feeling all kinds of weird things while you heal.” No kidding. And these “weird things” HURT LIKE A MOTHER. There is a major drug problem in this state (California). Doctors no longer prescribe pain medications that work. Extra Strength Tylenol is all the surgeon would give me. Apparently, doctors are being regulated so much about pain meds that the paperwork, liability, and legal bologna are just not worth it. To them.

I plan to write a letter to our district Congressman, Tom McClintock, and tell him that all these anti-drug regulations are preventing medical patients from getting effective treatment.  I will be sure to mention that this is forcing little old ladies to search out dealers on the street.  How is that helping the war on drugs?

Oh dear, I have digressed a bunch! I was talking about being depressed and wanting out of it, right? Sheesh. A very dark day for me – until I counted my blessings.  That took the better part of the day to get to 3,500,000 and 2. When I was finished, guess what? I felt so much better. It always works. Gratitude. That and a loving God who sends an angel to ‘kick my butt’ so to speak, and remind me to focus on what I have, instead of what I don’t or can’t have.

Today I think I will do some Spring cleaning.  I get my iPod playing and lose myself in the work.  I always end up singing along.  It calms my dog.  And my plants like it (so I’ve been told).  If Hubby is out in his shop, I really let loose.  It is so freeing.

♥  TTFN  ♥

 

 

 

The Toolbox

Hubby has his shop where he can do his hobbies of choice, that involve power tools, saws, planers, drills, and a log splitter. There are so many other tools that he had to have a new seven-foot-tall tool chest.  Now mind you, the man already had three other large tool chests.  However, this monster of a toolbox is the perfect accessory for any man’s cave.  On the outside, it is just a tall and wide toolbox. Being a normal woman it did not occur to me to “check out”  a toolbox.  The manufacturer counts on this fact but disguises the box’s perks behind its gray metal doors, in case.

Oh, and perks there are!  The Monster Toolbox has a quality surround sound stereo system, installed inside.  Music while you work, I get that.  Pretty darn fancy, for a toolbox. I thought, but I did not say.  He uses his tools and his shop every day, so he is entitled to his toys.

One of our boys let it slip about the refrigerator, also installed in the Monster.  At first, I was jealous, then after thinking about it for a day or two, I became grateful.  That way the menfolk**, can have their own bar and snack items there in the man cave – did I mention the snack storage?  This provides a large decrease in the trafficking of dirt, sap, and orange soil into the house while foraging for sustenance.

Notice there are speakers on both sides. They can fan out for better acoustics. Why does one need this feature, on a toolbox?  I don’t hear any music. Only power tools, chainsaws, and hammering.

** I say “menfolk”,  but this cave gathering encompasses my daughter, her family, two sons, and their families.  Even my doggie likes to hang out there – they must stock her treats in the Monster.

I did not label the snack section – no one will tell me where it is.  I bet my doggie knows exactly where.

♥  TTFN  ♥

Football Season 2020

The first disappointment was the canceling of all the Junior Football league games.  You wouldn’t think that little kids playing football would be exciting to watch, would you?  Well, you obviously do not have a grandchild on a team. #15 (above)  happens to be mine.  This kid has played on defense, quarterbacked one season, and is a terrific running back because she is determined and the fastest runner on her team.  That’s right – I said ‘she.’  She loves football and did not care if she was the only girl on the team. She started at the age of six.  Fearless.

But I need to gripe about professional football now.

The second thing was the sudden canceling of the NFL pre-season.  I don’t think the big-wigs understand the purpose and importance of those four games.  Usually, by the end of the preseason, everyone, meaning the refs, players, coaches, cameramen, and fans, are practiced and prepared.  Now we are dealing with this learning curve during the real season.

To fans, it isn’t only the 4 extra games to watch.  We learn about the new guys & the rookies. Who plays what position. Who makes the final cut.  It is not fair to the players at all

The stupid stuff is usually all worked out during pre-season.  The refs get the new (and old) rule changes down, the cameramen actually film the game more than the sideline players and cheerleaders.  Only the commentators stay the same throughout the season- spewing stats that even the most hard-core fans don’t care about.  Blah, Blah, Blah.  Not even shutting up during the plays or talking over the officials to be heard.

It is so depressing to see the stands empty.  Cardboard cut-outs are a cute idea, and I love the “celebrities” attending the game.  But what about the stadium noise?  It would be so nice to not have to listen to that racket for a change.  Guess What?  We don’t have to!  Except someone keeps pumping out a canned version of crowd noise.  This is so ridiculous, it’s embarrassing.  To make matters even more annoying, the cheering sounds coincide with the other team doing awesome things.  The home team gets booed.  HEY!  At least get that right!

I vote to remove the phony crowd noise altogether – its noise pollution no one wants.

Who’s with me on this?