Oh, God! Why are you reading this?

I didn't know Medicare even paid for them. And it wasn't a huge sum of money to buy the walker-$50 ( a meal at Burger King costs $12). The seat was $20.
Thanks I know now.
 

I found lots of vacuum cleaner bags that only fit the vacuum cleaner I haven't owned in years. They were next to a bunch of swifter pads for the mop I threw out 5 years ago. I don't want to throw them out. I trying to think how I could use them. While I'm racking my brain, I know I'll forget about them, and it'll be another 10 years before I find them again.
 
Woke up at 4:02 AM, and could not fall back to sleep. @ 5 AM, I got up, after trying to fall asleep for an hour. I have a Dr.'s appt @ 2. So, if I take a "nap", I know I'll never wake up in time for the appt. I can sleep through a dozen alarm clocks, I only have two.
It's 10 AM, and of course, NOW, I could fall asleep. So, I'm dragging.
And what's more aggravating is tonight at bedtime, I'll be wide awake.
 

Yup, all evening log, I was just about to drift off, after getting a couple of hours sleep the day before. I kept counting down the hours till I could crawl in bed. @11 PM, the fog left, and I was wide awake, all peppy and rearing to go. I don't know why but from 11-3 AM, I'm super alert. It's been that way all my life. I am definitely not a morning person.
One of my MD.s is frustrated- his three grown kids have moved back into the house" to save money". He's not happy. How can you say "goodbye" when they won't go. They are going to, or are in college. It's funny when the idealized family life, like "Little House On the Prairie' meets "All IN the Family".
 
I don't know why, but I get these black spiders. They can run fast and crawl into any crevice. Well, I had to go to the bathroom, and there was a spider sitting on the rim of the toilet. I tried to swat it, but it ran under the seat, and I couldn't find it. But I HAD to go. So, of course, now I feel something crawling someplace on me. Forget elections, nuclear war, or epidemics, it's a damn spider that causes fear and terror.
 
I had to replace the seat on my walker with wheels. So, I ordered a new one. I got it, them the next day I got another one. I thought finally I get to rip off an internet seller, instead of the other way around. Checked over my credit card account, and I was charged for two. I remember on "pay", it didn't seem to go through, so I hit it again, and the confirmation screen came up.
Damn, it felt so good to rip one of them off.
 
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I don't know why, but I get these black spiders. They can run fast and crawl into any crevice.
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We had many spider residents at the cabin.
Big ones
tiny ones
brown ones
black ones
virtual back packers

Woke up one morn to a rather large one, sittin' at the edge of my covers...staring at me
When he saw my gnarly face, his front arms flew up and his bug eyes got even bigger

I said 'mornin'
His mouth gaped opened in terror
I may have heard a tiny gasp
.....and off he went

Quite entertaining
 
I've been getting this scam email about a $687 bill on my PayPal account. Since I don't have a PayPal account............ Then I got one for a bill of $968. Apparently, I'm getting a ritzier guy using my PalPal account. Today, I got another one...........
It said, " Tiene una solicitud de pago"- in Spanish. This one was for only $499. And my phone has a bunch of calls from a 227 area code number.
I do have to say I admire this scammer's 'stick-to-it'-ness
It so hard to steal a buck, today.
 
Yup, more Español emails.
In May, I wanted to get some more hand towels. So, I sent an order in for 6 more towels. The company that makes/sells them immediately took my money, but no towels. I sent a couple of emails, and unlike the swift taking of my money, I haven't heard of from them. I bought the same towels from another store and got them 2 days later. So, I put in cancelation request from the Creditcard company. We'll see.
Every year I get these tiny little frogs/toads. They are less than half an inch long. And they have these tiny little hands with tiny fingers- that just amazes me.
 
As I drove up my driveway, this buck was feeding on my grass. When I got out of the car, the stereo was blasting. I love to feel the bass thump in my chest. And the dam thing didn't move. It's ten feet from this loud thing, and the deer just keeps on chewing my grass. My cats did that, too. If you dropped a toothpick on the floor they'd look up. But when the TV comes on, no reaction. I guess there really is something about music calming the beast.
 
There's a bad hurricane, now, in the Carribean. Of course, on TV, there's weather guy with a mike in one hand and just about to become a kite. What always amazes me is some idiot trying to stand up in a storm with 150 mile/hr. winds, and warning others to be "sane" and stay in doors.
This weather guy probably thinks after his weather report, he'll make the first cat video, ever.
 
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I swear there's a guy somewhere, who has this long list of things that bug Fuzzybuddy, and he figures that you know we haven't used this one lately....... so I got a couple of mice. Usually, I get some when the weather starts to get really cold, like October. These are the brownish ones with white tummies, not the lousy grey ones. Still, they're better in the trap than out of it.
 
I found a way to enjoy those 6 minutes of commercials on TV. My cable company has music channels. I love the 60s & 70s channels. When the ads come up, I click "last" which is my music channel and listen to 2 songs- most songs are little less than 3 minutes. Click "Last" and back in time for the show to continue.
No more frikken Lume ads from that crummy gynecologist. I don't know what it is, but I just can't stand her. I keep thinking that if I were married to her, she'd be buried in the backyard by sundown.
 
I needed a new grass trimmer. So, I checked out "Consumer Reports" and went and bought one of the recommended battery ones. My old one had a cord and an off/on switch. This things got lights and two switches to turn it on. The manual starts off with 4 pages of WARNINGS. I mean really who would have guessed that driving nails through the battery might be harmful. And I'm sure I don't plan to use it under water, which is another warning. As I'm reading through the list of warnings, I'm thinking the reason these warnings are here is because some idiot did that.
The trimmer comes in several parts, but those instructions are on page 11, there's 6 more pages of warnings to go. Right now I'm reading about the "Overheat Protection" and what the light indicators mean.
Life is getting too damn complicated.
 
I tried out my grass trimmer, It worked great. Now, to chop up the huge cardboard box it came in. It has to fit into the recyclable container. When you think of it, it's just me, and I generate two trash bins a week- waste trash and recyclables. I read where they are trying to clear the top of Mount Everest from the tens of tons of junk left up there, including dead climbers. And in the ocean, at the very deepest part, it's littered with beer cans.
I have three new fawns running around. They are never still. They are just running, hopping, and jumping. I've got a lot of wonderful pics of where the just were.
 
The cable tv was out this morning, and so was the internet. Some areas around me got over 5 inches of rain, last night, so I don't know if that had anything to do with it, or some drunk wiped out a pole. But you don't know how much you rely on TV and the internet, until you don't have them. We really are in the Information Age.
So, I got out my old tape/am/fm boom box, which takes 8 "C" batteries, and, of course, they were all dead. Put new batteries in, and then what were my local radio stations? Who listens to radio anymore? I could "Google" it. Oh y-e-a-h, no internet. Luckily, I have the complete 9 seasons of 'Perry Mason" on CD, or I'd have gone crazy with out TV.
 
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The cable tv was out this morning, and so was the internet. Some areas around me got over 5 inches of rain, last night, so I don't know if that had anything to do with it, or some drunk wiped out a pole. But you don't know how much you rely on TV and the internet, until you don't have them. We really are in the Information Age.
So, I got out my old tape/am/fm boom box, which takes 8 "C" batteries, and, of course, they were all dead. Put new batteries in, and then what were my local radio stations? Who listens to radio anymore? I could "Google" it. Oh y-e-a-h, no internet. Luckily, I have the complete 9 seasons of 'Perry Mason" on CD, or I'd have gone crazy with out TV.
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I still listen to the radio. I have one in my bedroom. I also keep a couple of transistor radios just in case.And we have a boom box in my daughter's old room.
 
I mowed the lawn a few days ago, and today I'm paying the price. My back hurts like hell, and besides feeding my face I ain't doing a damn thing. Afternoon TV is lousy. I watched a college baseball game, and a bit of a tennis match. I noticed how different the audiences were. In the ball game, kids were running around in a field next to the stadium, people were eating hot dogs and downing drinks. When a point was scored, they jumped up, out of their seats with great big grins. It was a festive atmosphere.
At the tennis match, spectators just sat, stone faced, and clapped when a point was made. No one was eating or drinking, and everybody was in their seats, and stayed in them. The tennis stands were crowded, to be honest, I never thought there that many who were into tennis. It was amazing to see the differences in sports audiences.
 
I think today I may join the land of the living. Mowing the lawn, even on a lawn tractor, kills my back. It takes a good week to get over it. Finally feel like doing something. I can get back to reading about ancient Egyptians. Scribe Kenhirkhopshef's life working to create the tomb for Pharaoh Merneptah is kind of cool, even though the Egyptian names are a bear. Back then, these professions were hereditary, so your ancestors could have been doing what you're doing, only 300-400 years ago.
One thing about Egyptian history, no matter when you are, there's at least another 1,000 years of history to go. One thing that amazes me about them is that they worked themselves to death, but they knew how to party. And not much has changed. If you were a well to do Egyptian guy, you had a nice home, wife, kids and some servants, plus you kept a little honey on the side. ;)
 
There's a big ol' thunderstorm outside. I like them. The lightning and the booming are cool. I saw lightning hit my flagpole. I had this metal windmill that I had over my septic tank. It got hit by lightning twice. I don't know if the septic tank had anything to do with it, but getting hit twice with lightning?????? I got rid of it.
Woke to go last night @ 3:33AM. I don't ever remember getting up at 3:33 before. Strange why I would notice that. I like to watch "Switch"- a trivia game show. I'm amazed at the trivia we have in the back of our minds, like "what are the colors of Waldo's shirt of Where's Waldo?' Red/white. Why can I remember I haven't woken up @3:33, or Waldo's red and white shirt, but I can't remember why I'm standing in the bathroom?
 
Yogi's back in town. Our bear is back. I don't know why but he loves to yank out my septic tank vent. It looks like a really small silo. It sits in this big block of cement that fits into a slot at the top of my septic tank. It's got to weigh about 30-40 lbs. This is about the 20th time he's yanked it out.
And I got a health mag. from my local hospital group, picked just for me. It's the "Women's Edition". Damn, all this time, I had no idea I was transgendered. They want me to choose them "for your pregnancy journey". And in case I already had the kid, they can help me "conquer Postpartum Depression.
The sky just got black and on TV there's a tornado warning.
If I'm not here tomorrow, send ruby slippers.
 
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Yogi, the bear, left my septic tank vent alone last night. Still don't know why he yanks it out, at least once a year.
My fanatical lawn mowing neighbors are at it again. The deaf guy across the street has one of those thick green carpet lawns. He's always fertilizing, or mowing, or spreading something.
I'm more of a back to nature guy. I like that natural waste land look.
 

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