Sense knocked in

Never knew I was so aerodynamic.

I had the girls out in the field and they were joined by two other pups. The only problem was a larger one, a Shiloh shepherd, knocked me off my feet and I landed on my head- hard!

I laugh because my mother used to say I needed sense knocked into me.
I heard her laugh as I gathered myself and my thoughts.

I'll be sitting up a few extra hours, just to make sure the head is ok,or, I guess, to make sure the sense stays knocked in.

Eels and Snakes oh my!

Thought I’d have a break in the reference to my psychology 104 class that I end up using everyday-the class was ” Adults, Adolescence and Aging”.

Talked to two of my BFF’s last night and after hanging up with them both, I am quite sure that they, along with me, were shaking their head laughing.

I am tired of saccharine, smirking folks. They think no one can see through their veneer, but guess what ? Your emotion has raised its’ ugly head, so we all get to see you and your five faces. Your neck should be tired carrying a head so big.

It’s Friday.

Thanking God I get a break out of here until Tuesday.

Have a great weekend!

Hurricane Sandy

I only had one niece.

Her name was Alexandra, and she passed away in September of 1997.

My two nephews here, Matt and Greg, used to call her Sandy.

I don’t think Greg remembers her that much, but Matt and I chatted about her the other day, and about how we missed her.

I am hoping “Sandy” will cut us some slack and send her namesake further up the coast, leaving Undisclosed in one piece.

**Fingers Crossed**

Hell Getting Old

(although the options are crap…)

My dentist who I had faithfully gone to for the past 15 years is on the verge of losing it. He was bringing in more and more people to do specialty work.I liked the old guy. I felt he knew his craft. I mean, who ARE these people and what are they doing in my mouth? Hmmm?

I bit the bullet and left my old dentist for my husband’s, who he has been seeing for the past 28 years. He just moved to a new office not too far away from the house.After sitting in the chair yesterday, I can see how he afforded to move to the new office. Obviously, going to old reliable guy for 15 years had me shaking my head when I left the office yesterday with a computer print out of my “treatment plan”,enveloped in sticker shock,or as I kindly put it, how to pay his office rent for the next year or 2.


You know it was kind of extreme when my husband joking asked, “Uh, maybe you should have asked him if it was cheaper to pull them.”…..


Did I mention my Shingleman has near perfect teeth?**SIGH**


The things a 52-year-old will do to keep these teeth happening…..

Mixed-up day

Today has had a hell of a start.

My father would have been 92 today. Not a day goes by where I don’t miss him.

Came into work with my nephew Greg, and we proceeded to spend a week on a Septa train this morning. Needless to say, I clocked in 1/2 hour late, and Greg had to get off the stop at Temple, because his time was limited.

I had an amusing chat with my seat mate on the train, as we exchanged barbs that only two women who have commuted for over 30 years can let go with.

It can only get better!**fingers crossed**

My brother's birthday

My brother Bob, who was a caregiver of my Mom alongside me, turns 62 today.

62.

I remember my Bob riding me on his bicycle on the driveway of our house on Mitchell St. Bobby who would go out back and make a snow fort for me to play in, Bobby who was always there for me.

I’m blessed to have him in my life.


I am happy that he sees 62 today, as I know that his health often has me worried for him. I know the bittersweet quality to today~it’s his first birthday without Mom. We were on the phone this morning and talked about that. We are glad she is gone and we know where she is at, but still, you miss the person who brought you into the world.


Everyday I have my Bob, I am blessed. He is a great guy and I am thankful he is my brother.
Sto Lat, Bob!

Above-a shot of Bob and his oldest son, Matt, when he got his Master’s degree this past summer at Millersville University

Pumpkin

I took advantage of a day off today and baked for company next weekend, along with a few other chores.

Some pumpkins went nuts in kitchen. I made pumpkin spice cookies and pumpkin bread. I will be wrapping the bread in parchment paper prior to wrapping and tinning up the cookies. Here's hoping they make the trip in one piece .

Beautiful day

We had wonderful weather yesterday and so far today, but as far as I am concerned, four days away from the city and job are the ticket.

The wash is about five minutes away from hanging, after that the girls get their walk with Mommy, and then if Mommy is lucky, I’ll get some quiet time to sit out and read. Oh, I forgot one thing- tomato bath for Kasia the skunk girl. Shingleman says he will help me with that….

Film at 11.

Infield What ???

So it's Friday night, and with the death of my Phillies, Shingleman and I  are watching the Atlanta-St.Louis game.

Two of the St.Louis guys were supposed to catch a ball, and they didn't. Atlanta got mad, and all of the people in the stands started, or seemed to, throw things down on the field. The announcer just announced how embarrassing the action was...I am waiting for someone to mention Philadelphia fans, but nothing yet.

All of a sudden I am waiting for football! **sigh**

Cheese

Although the weather is currently trying not cooperate, I went ahead and bought cheese for a possible wine/event we are going to on Sunday or Saturday, depending on the weather.

In the Reading Terminal Market, there are many stalls which offer items, and for this cheese, I went to a stand run by the Mennonites. Cheese for the day special was roast garlic, and although I love it, not everyone does. I settled for a raw milk sharp cheese, and a creamy Havarti infused with dill. I also got a sharp cheese with cracked black pepper. My choices were thought over-I'd have to eat it for lunch all week if the weather didn't cooperate.

Right now, though, I am just looking forward to a relaxing four days: here's hoping they live up to their expectations!

Vibes

This afternoon, I have been seeing a ton of folks: it's incredible that they have no clue to the depth of their body language. They say" Have a good night."....yeah, I hear your body language telling me to pound sand...**trying to be polite**

I always heard people saying if looks could kill: gee, they obviously know some of these folk that have crossed my path!

Hard to fathom

I just wonder about people whose mission in life is " it's all about me."

No matter what passing role you might have, everything is either:

Why did you do that to me?
Why do you talk like that to me?
Why doesn't anyone tell me?
...and so on.... You get the idea.

I am so happy not to tango with these people ,because they are truly toxic. What a shame they can't see it!