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  • a late new years post…

    i sent this via txt message to fbook, and various friends and to this space but have recently learned that it never made it… so here it is!!! to all of those who thought i was ignoring your happy new year txts!!!

    at 11:58, wilbur (my catman) comes out to the living room yelling at the top of his lungs because i am not in bed yet… have to get on the floor cause jumping isn’t his thing… so i welcomed the new year laughing because i have cat slobber all over my head and a cat nose stuck in my ear! wtf?! is this what the rest of the year is all about? catman? yikes!!! lolol! laughing so hard tears are running down my leg!!! happy new year to all!!!

    so now you know… and yes, it is turning out to be all about catman!

     

     

  • the joys of getting wise… or old…

    two things have happened this week that, i have decided, are a direct result of joyous aging and loving life.

    i collect antique jewelry… you know the rhinestone, over the top stuff… i know it doesn’t seem to be my style, too girly, but it is so over the top it fits! anyway, i have been wearing the necklaces and big brooches but have never been able to wear the clip earrings… my ears are not only small but have no earlobes… if they were pointed they would be elf ears.

    so yesterday i got my glitz (bling being too crude a word) on and just for kicks, decided to try the earrings. imagine my surprise when they not only clipped on but stayed all day!!! the answer? i am getting older and like the rest of me, things are allowing gravity to grab hold and my non-existent earlobes have “sagged”! HAH! it couldn’t have been more perfect or happened at a more fabulous time! because i find the older you get the more leeway people give you so you get away with anything!!

    then this morning, while the car was warming up, i tried out my splitting maul a client was kind enough to have fixed… and it was fun and energizing and dang if it didn’t split the stuff i thought i was going to have to take a chain saw to! so what does that have to do with getting older? cause it was fun and made me feel great and when you are this age it’s the little (or heavy!) things that count.

    so find something to laugh about, have fun with and feel good about every day… pretty soon you will be so busy discovering wonderful things about your world you won’t have time to whine about your health or your life or the dozens of things that make your blood pressure sky rocket even though there isn’t a damn thing you can do about it! now breathe… that was a heck of a sentence!

    and that my friends, is what it means to be a pronoiac!!!

     

  • wild nights, weird days

    i have been dreaming lately… a lot… and for the most part remembering them. all full of meaning and easily interpreted. now this may not sound unusual but for me it is since  i don’t remember my dreams so therefore didn’t think i did… which is silly because they say if you don’t dream you aren’t sleeping deep enough and therefore will gradually go sideways… which explains a lot but i digress… so all this is a way of saying that things are changing for me deep in places i haven’t been in awhile. am i finally healing after a couple physically and psychically abusive relationships? because i am happier, at peace with who i am, pretty forgiving (although being scor and all i never forget!!!) and having a great time walking the rim of the wheel!

    of course i get on my high horse… really high horse… about things and people but rather than let all that rule my life and cause me grief, i try to just say hey and smile. creating positive energy seems to my mantra of sorts. most think it’s a pollyanna attitude (look it up if you are too young to know what that means! urbandictionary.com) but i don’t need high blood pressure, anti anxiety or anti depression meds either. and i find it’s catching!

    living the pronoia life…

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  • repeated and updated for 2012

    04/04/08

    some of the things i have learned are that I am not indispensible…that the world will continue to revolve if i am not in it…that the show will go on without me…that saying no doesn’t mean i am a bad person…or selfish…if someone is disappointed in me…it isn’t the end of the world. This doesn’t mean I should go blissfully along, secure in the fantasy that I am independent of everyone else because the fact is the things we choose and choose to do affect the planet…the universe…ourselves…everyone around us… the trick is to release and let it go about its business…you know soon enough if it was the right or wrong choice and worrying about it won’t change a thing.

    j

  • ageing… wtf?

    lately it has been a challenge to not get crazy every time i see myself in a mirror…  senior discounts are good but watching your torso go from hourglass to barrel can be mind blowing… because no matter what you do, it’s going to happen… with a birthday coming up it has become a  thought provoking sight… do i really want to spend the rest of my life hating what i see in the mirror?

    hell no…

  • damn… back again

    so am backing this black friday walkout of walmart… why? cause it is about the only thing left that i can do that’s real…  politics is a total joke and it really doesn’t matter what i think anyway…

    still hung up on the insane cost of food… here is the thing. i don’t buy packaged food (unless it’s amys rice macaroni & cheese or applegate farms gluten free chicken nuggets! yum!) because it is loaded with salt and fat and a lot of stuff i can’t pronounce… SO… it would make sense that the boxed stuff would cost more but no… by jacking up the prices on basic ingredients, our local store absolutely guarantees that it is cheaper to by junk than the real thing… NOW… this country has a huge problem with obesity so why in the hell do they push and shove and “price right” the stuff that makes us fat and unhealthy? how can we buy local if it is priced for the upper echelon?

    wait… are people too lazy to cook their own food? all this buy local stuff reminds me of fast food commercials… you know, macdonald’s, burger king, etc. print and visual ads that show amazing looking hamburgers and fries but when you actually purchase one the burger is grey, the bun is hard with a suspiciously soft doughy middle like they thawed them under the heat lamps, the lettuce looks like the weeds you find on the side of the road after they spray weedkiller, the tomato is kind of orangish yellow and tough… usually the pickle is pretty good, must be the dill and vinegar, but the droplets of ketchup and mustard or “special sauce” make up for nothing… and the fries are greasy and limp as a… well you know…

    so what does all that have to do with life? not a damn thing… just me rambling… cause i am old and i can.

    have to go back to work…

  • it’s been awhile

    so many times i have sat down to write about some weirdness or injustice or just plain stupidness (which isn’t a word but should be) but then i think what the hell good would it do? example: my local market carries more premade, premixed, fat and calorie laden stuff than ever before. there are approximately 60 different cereals, enough ice cream to keep a fair sized city happy and did you know that in an entire aisle of freezers there is 1 gluten free pizza and 2 frozen entrees that don’t have pasta?  they have stopped carrying something as basic as hotdog relish! ok yeah you can mix mustard and relish but it lacks the secret ingredient. for 3 bags (plastic because i am into reuse and repurpose and you can’t do anything with a paper bag once you walk home in the rain) of basic stuff it was $85! that’s crazy when i can get a whole carload of stuff at fred meyer and oceana food co-op for $150. but yet they want us to buy local and not at the “big box” stores. so why don’t they support the locals? there is a whole new business category in personal shoppers who can drive to the bigger stores, shop and charge a percentage and we STILL save average 30% over the local market.

    so maybe you will see me more often… cause i am getting older and more grumpy everyday. i hate being taken advantage of and i hate being guilted (another non-word that should be) and manipulated into doing things that just aren’t right.

    till next time

  • wth!

    is it my imagination or is everything costing more and getting smaller? bought a dozen eggs the other day, extra large. took them home along with with a few other things… $80 for 2 sacks of groceries. anyway, cooking breakfast i cracked 1 egg from the previous carton of local eggs marked medium and one from the “mainline” carton marked extra large. do you know that the extra large was the EXACT same size as the medium? what is wrong with this picture? are the local hens bigger? do they starve the production hens to lay more but smaller eggs? or is this just another way to lull us into complacency.  odwalla repackaged their pomagrand so i am now spending about the same for a smaller bottle.  kind of reminds me of gas companies jacking the prices up to almost $5 a gallon then making a big deal when it drops down to $4. does anybody remember 2 years ago when it was about $2.65 a gallon? they make cars that get over 50 mpg but can’t sell them here because it might hurt the economy if people weren’t buying as much gas. does it ever occur to anyone that if the gas prices were lower and cars went further,  people would go farther and spend more? does any of this make sense? probably not…

    bottom line… i am tired of being manipulated and taken advantage of like i am an idiot and don’t know what’s really going on…

    there… off the soapbox now…