I don’t want to say that I have just suffered through the worse cold in the world ever BUT… I leaned over to pick something up off the floor and the pressure was so great I was in serious danger of having my brains blow out through my sinuses.
That’s some serious cold crap!
If you are reading this….
If you’re reading this, then I survived my cold. But right now, as I type what may be my last message to the world, I’m thinking death is preferable to the misery of a cold. I want my nose to stop hurting, my ears to unclog and I want to be able to sleep through the night without waking up with my throat all sore and raspy because I’ve been snoring so hard while breathing through my mouth. I mean, really god, is that too much to ask?
More whining later if I have the strength to get back on
Health care the right thing to do
There are some things in life that can’t be fixed. Old age is one of them. You are born, you mature, and eventually you get to be old and achy. Then you die.
So when I got out of my winter’s easy chair, where the most strenuous thing I’d done for six months is take my dogs on walks, and bowled three games using a not totally approved form for getting the ball to roll down the alley, I expected that I might feel some strains and pains the next day. I was very right.
Getting old is not for
How many holes can possibly be left?
I have lowered the fencing… well, actually, Lenny did but he did so at my request. I have built little hills of rocks at every place where it seemed the dirt was separated from the bottom of the fence enough to entice a small dog to attempt to make a break for it. I’ve had Lenny nail sheets of metal over openings too big to cover with rocks. I’ve pulled wooden flower tubs in front of gate areas. I’ve done everything but wrap the house in shrink wrap to make it escape proof. So how does Carm still find a
Thank you Alaska Republican Party
I was out of state when Ron Paul followers, ably aided by the ever charming Joe Miller, took over the Alaska Republican Party so I might not have remembered to say thank you. Thank you… Thank you… Thank you. The columns all but write themselves.
Who cares?
Bristol Palin had strong negative words regarding Obama’s belief that same sex marriage is ok and all I could think was, “Who gives a crap what Bristol Palin thinks?” Aside from having a baby out of wedlock and losing on some TV reality show, what has she done that anyone should pay attention to anything she thinks or says?
Rubber arms
Because Barbara Brown is just that good at convincing me to do things, I ended up as the last-to-be-picked substitute on a summer bowling league. The first and only time I ever bowled I was about 10 and my mother made my father take me with him so she could get a break. Dad was a big time bowler. Won the New Jersey State Championship one year as a member of the Knights of Columbus team.
I didn’t do as well. My high score of 75 went down with each succeeding game. I found I didn’t have the strength to
Pray god….
Michele Bachman has been granted Swiss citizenship. Pray god she plans to move there… and takes Sarah Palin with her… and Rick Santorum to carry their bags.
