Just wanted to share with the ladies in the "audience" that I have a GREAT tip for dealing with menstrual cramps (should this be a plague we share). The gentleman, have permission to leave the room ;)
I am ALWAYS looking for something to cure my cramps - I've spent years murdering my kidneys and shredding my liver with Advil and Tylenol, and have tried EVERYTHING from extra calcium supplements to Parafon Forte. I will try ANYTHING that promises me some relief, and I have always kept the faith that one day one of them would work, though none of them ever really have. I read recently, in Good Housekeeping, that a study had been done which said 250 mg. of ginger every four hours is supposed to help. So I decided to give it a try.
Not being able to find a local source for ginger pills, I ordered some online - 550 mg capsules from drugstore.com. It was like MAGIC! For me, it worked from within 20 minutes of the first pill, lasted between 6 to 8 hours per pill, AND left me COMPLETELY pain free (which is much more than I can say for anything else I've ever tried). Es un milagro!
Look .....
what our pear tree (planted last fall) gave us today:
It's about 3.5 inches tall and looks just like a real pear (okay, it is real, but you know what I mean, lol). And, miracle of miracles, WE got it rather than the birds (unlike our cherries, of which I don't think we've ever gotten a single one in 10 years!).
It's about 3.5 inches tall and looks just like a real pear (okay, it is real, but you know what I mean, lol). And, miracle of miracles, WE got it rather than the birds (unlike our cherries, of which I don't think we've ever gotten a single one in 10 years!).
Was I the only one paying no attention?
I love to read - I pretty much always have. And I was lucky enough to have grown-up around several well-spoken people. As a result, I've always had a fairly decent grasp of the English language ... and always did well enough in English class to never really have to pay much attention during it.
Most of the time, I can get it right - and usually without a whole lot of thinking. There is, of course, the (not so) odd typo - not to mention the signs of early Alzheimer's (where I just 'totally space' and put "that" instead of "the"). That pesky little matter of affect/effect always forces me to think a bit (and I think I still get it wrong more often than not). But usually I get the right kind of your/you're and their/there; know when to use who/whom or imply/infer; and know that "a lot" is two words, rather than one. And despite watching a lot of judge shows I am still aware that "conversate", "insultate", and "irregardless" are NOT words.
Most of the time, I can get it right - and usually without a whole lot of thinking. There is, of course, the (not so) odd typo - not to mention the signs of early Alzheimer's (where I just 'totally space' and put "that" instead of "the"). That pesky little matter of affect/effect always forces me to think a bit (and I think I still get it wrong more often than not). But usually I get the right kind of your/you're and their/there; know when to use who/whom or imply/infer; and know that "a lot" is two words, rather than one. And despite watching a lot of judge shows I am still aware that "conversate", "insultate", and "irregardless" are NOT words.
But I had NO idea about this one:
(click above to see the original blog post)
Hopefully, one of these days, I'll get it right .... oh damn!
(click above to see the original blog post)Hopefully, one of these days, I'll get it right .... oh damn!
pretty good morning
I took the day "off" from the errands that NEED to be run because my foot is 'paining' me from the stuff I already did (it's a toss-up as to whether I should blame Mal-Wort on Wednesday or taking the dogs to the vet yesterday). Instead, I ... think(!!) I finally got the last of the bugs out of my website for my new business (HERE); I reworked my short story one last time, decided I liked it the best I ever would, and submitted it (now it's someone else's headache); and used some of my Swagbucks (through Seed The Future) to plant a tree in Tanzania.
limbo redux
Well, July certainly chewed me up and spat me out ... and August isn't improving on that, so far.
1) We are NOT taking the previously posted house after all - it simply had much too much wrong with it.
2) We are all in turmoil now due to the fact that we cannot agree on our next move. My father and I are both of the opinion that we should: let go of the idea of moving to either Las Vegas (which we have still been watching) or California; stay here; and fix the house the rest of the way, and buy an investment property, before the money's all gone! We both think it's evident, from the pattern of things, that the move just isn't going to happen - everything we like we get outbid on, and everything we don't get outbid on we don't like because it needs too much work (more than we could really afford to do until after the house here sold). My mother however .... cannot be budged from California.
3) We are, none of us, in good moods these days - and I, for one, am about to strangle my mother (OK, that might be an exaggeration, but you get the point). I would seriously like to know why "2 out of 3" was a good enough policy to come here, and yet it's not good enough to let us all start focusing on getting on with life now (even though life would be gotten on with HERE, and she doesn't want to be HERE). I am one false move (by my mother) away from leaving, for good. I've more than had it, and for once I have the money to go. If the definition of insanity is to do the same thing over and over again expecting different results - I MUST be insane to still be here. I swore to myself before we came here this time - that if any of the (major) promises didn't turn out as advertised (for example: no investment properties = no money for hiring someone to look after my mother = no more of a life of my own than I had before), I would be done. I have tried to be "on board", to be a "team player" and all that other crap. But here I am - more than a year later - without a clear picture of what's going on, and not a single change for the better. I think more than a year, is more than fair!
4) I think my dad and I are planning on working on the small unfinished fixes around here that we either already have the stuff to do or won't cost much (like putting in the new door that has been sitting on our porch for months, and fixing it so the upstairs bathtub can be used as a shower (instead of having to go downstairs). But neither one of us is thrilled by having to keep from tackling the major things that need doing. And I'm planning on registering for school this semester (have lived here long enough now for in-state tuition rates). My mother claims she's going to keep looking and find us the "right" house. If by some miracle she finds it - good for her, but I, at least, will be staying here (at least long enough to complete a semester) .... and I will not be moved on that! But so help me, if I end up being stuck in this house the way it is (the kitchen, for example, drives me insane on a daily basis), while the money is frittered away because my mother can't stop looking longingly at California .... I will be SO done, and so out of here!
PS - this may sound like a rant, but believe me - this is me holding it together as best I can!
1) We are NOT taking the previously posted house after all - it simply had much too much wrong with it.
2) We are all in turmoil now due to the fact that we cannot agree on our next move. My father and I are both of the opinion that we should: let go of the idea of moving to either Las Vegas (which we have still been watching) or California; stay here; and fix the house the rest of the way, and buy an investment property, before the money's all gone! We both think it's evident, from the pattern of things, that the move just isn't going to happen - everything we like we get outbid on, and everything we don't get outbid on we don't like because it needs too much work (more than we could really afford to do until after the house here sold). My mother however .... cannot be budged from California.
3) We are, none of us, in good moods these days - and I, for one, am about to strangle my mother (OK, that might be an exaggeration, but you get the point). I would seriously like to know why "2 out of 3" was a good enough policy to come here, and yet it's not good enough to let us all start focusing on getting on with life now (even though life would be gotten on with HERE, and she doesn't want to be HERE). I am one false move (by my mother) away from leaving, for good. I've more than had it, and for once I have the money to go. If the definition of insanity is to do the same thing over and over again expecting different results - I MUST be insane to still be here. I swore to myself before we came here this time - that if any of the (major) promises didn't turn out as advertised (for example: no investment properties = no money for hiring someone to look after my mother = no more of a life of my own than I had before), I would be done. I have tried to be "on board", to be a "team player" and all that other crap. But here I am - more than a year later - without a clear picture of what's going on, and not a single change for the better. I think more than a year, is more than fair!
4) I think my dad and I are planning on working on the small unfinished fixes around here that we either already have the stuff to do or won't cost much (like putting in the new door that has been sitting on our porch for months, and fixing it so the upstairs bathtub can be used as a shower (instead of having to go downstairs). But neither one of us is thrilled by having to keep from tackling the major things that need doing. And I'm planning on registering for school this semester (have lived here long enough now for in-state tuition rates). My mother claims she's going to keep looking and find us the "right" house. If by some miracle she finds it - good for her, but I, at least, will be staying here (at least long enough to complete a semester) .... and I will not be moved on that! But so help me, if I end up being stuck in this house the way it is (the kitchen, for example, drives me insane on a daily basis), while the money is frittered away because my mother can't stop looking longingly at California .... I will be SO done, and so out of here!
PS - this may sound like a rant, but believe me - this is me holding it together as best I can!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
