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Sunday, May 25, 2008

My Marriage Sign


Nuff said.

I've Been Cured

OMG I'm dying. We had country cured ham for dinner tonight. I would have had less salt if I just sucked down all the salt in the shaker. I knew it would be bad when the Landlord said it was salty. Salting my food is a rare thing and is usually reserved for salad. I can feel the pile of salt sitting and burning a hole in the bottom of my stomach. In an attempt not to wake up a dessicated mass in the morning I'm downing the water as fast as I can.

Today the singles and I saw Indiana Jones at the Commodore theater. I think this was the very first event that everyone who said they were coming, came. What did you know Virginia there is a Santa Claus. We had some Commodore virgins which is always fun as the ooo and aaa about the place. Hey it's the Commodore. Since we had the routine down from last time their was no problem with Frau Blooker in the ticket booth. It was like visiting the Soup Nazi. We paid and took a step to the left and waited.

The movie was good and I'll put it above Temple of Doom, but Raiders and Lost Crusade still beat it. Afterwards we walked down the street to get a drink. Sorry no pics.

Saturday, May 24, 2008

Strawberry Fields Forever

Today the singles and I went to the Strawberry Festival. However last night was like rats off a sinking ship. We lost like have the RSVP's for it. Only one person showed. Another woman got their late and couldn't find us. She told me she didn't have a fun time. I find this hard to believe. 125,000 people go to this festival each year over the 2 days. There is so much to do. I know since I use to go alone. I guess she got stuck on if she couldn't find us it was a bad thing. Oh well.
The weather was great. Pure blue skies, 70 degrees, and a light breeze to keep you comfortable. The pig races are always great to see, especially when there swimming. I'm always amazed to watch the piglets play the piano. It was behind the gate from where I was standing so I couldn't grab a picture of it.
We looked for the strawberry tacos, but couldn't find them. Everyone always looks at me strange when I say I don't like strawberries at the strawberry festival. Hey I still enjoy it. I did get a great sign made for my office so my day was made.

Pungo where the festival is all the was down south in the city. A real rural area which is pretty to drive through with its golden fields of wheat.

Friday, May 23, 2008

Lost Prince of Atlantis

When I go to the gym it's the time of the seniors and stay at home moms. So the men's locker room is made of up of slow moving old men. Although I have to admit they are pretty good about good about clearing out quickly so you can use the lockers. Enter Pool Man, Lost Prince of Atlantis. I say this because when he comes out of the pool he has so much gear on it's too funny. Floaty belt, headgear, water aerobics weights, etc. He just needs a giant sea horse and he'd be all set.
Now the point of this story isn't that he looks incredibly foolish. Hey it adds some humor to my day as well as a distraction to all the dried up prune men of the locker room. The point is that he is slower than molasses in January in the Artic circle when it's 80 below. For some reason he now likes the area that I use. Now this happens with others, but its not a problem. The problem with Pool man is after he takes off his cape, cowl, and utility belt he moves like a fuckin' slug. No joke taking off pool attire to getting dressed is at least 20 minutes. With him taking up so much space and time it's like grid lock in the locker room. Pool man needs to go back to Atlantis or come at a different time.

OMG I Can't Believe It

Yes this morning I got my first spam text message. Unfucking-believable! Even more so since I found out yesterday that I pay for incoming text also. BASTARDS!

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Should I Stay or Should I Go

Early this morning I got the call from my Mom's residence to give them a call, this is never a good sign. When she was still walking it was usually that she fell and bumped into something. Although once they called to tell me she got into a fight with another resident. Mom gave better than she got. Go Mom. However since being wheelchair bound I rarely get calls.

Anyway this morning's call was to say that she had 103 temperature. They were starting her on antibiotics and a chest x-ray and blood work was ordered. All this is a mixed bag of nuts for me. On one hand I'm waiting for the day for her to go. Some people look at me strange when I say this, but then I know they have never experienced losing a parent and still having them alive. My Mom disappeared 2 years ago and I have a pod person to visit now, take for strolls, and do her nails. However when these episodes come up the pain of possible loss is still there. I guess its something you truly can't prepare for no matter how much you would like it to happen.

Well by the end of the day all the test are in and are pretty normal, she' son medicine, and fever is gone. Now the wait for the next crisis.

The Manchurian Candidate

Well still working to reprogram myself for success. For the last 8 months I've been wanting to update my prayers, meditations, and affirmations. Well this week I finally got off my ass to update them for the times. Now I have different affirmations for each day dealing with different aspects. I almost had to laugh doing the wealth and prosperity one. I couldn't say a few, it was that difficult. So after a few repetions I was able to get them out, so at least I know I'm on the right track.

Today I'm working on changing my negative streak. While I can do an accomplish a lot for others since it is tied in with acceptance and love. I have a harder time with a longer time line with myself. So I'm trying to look at it in a different light. Since when doing it for others it's for love and acceptance why can't it be the same for me. I know I could use more self love here.

The rest is catching all the little negative phrases I spout out and repeating it with something positive. Years ago I remember it took me a while to get rid of "life's a bitch and then you (marry one and) die". It's usually my standard of myself if I slip and say it again. I know I'm on the wrong track.

On another note Spa girl fell off the face of the earth again. I expected as much, but I will still keep to my values.