Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
- You have to wash the clothes line before hanging any clothes. ~ walk the entire lengths of each line with a wet cloth around the lines.
- You have to hang the clothes in a certain order and always hang whites with whites and hang them first.
- You never hang a shirt by the shoulders, always by the tail. What would the neighbors think?
- Wash days are on Mondays! Never hang clothes on a weekend or on Sunday. For Heaven's Sake!
- Hang the towels and sheets on the outside lines so you can hide your " unmentionables" in the middle. (perverts and busy bodies Ya' Know)
- It doesn't matter if it is sub zero temperatures. Clothes will freeze dry.
- Always gather clothes pins when taking down clothes. Pins left on the line are tacky!
- If you are efficient you will line the clothes up so each item does not require two clothes pins, but shares one of the clothes pins with the next washed item.
- Take clothes off the clothes line by dinner time, neatly folded in the clothes basket and ready to be ironed.
- IRONED? Well that's a whole other post.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
As early as 400 BCE, Hippocrates taught that the nails reflect the condition of the inner body. It is true that abnormalities of the nails can often provide early clues to common medical problems or severe systemic diseases.
Sitting on the exam room table, I stared closely at my fingernails and began to think horrible thoughts. God, what if it’s something really serious? What if the doctor walks into the room and tells me I need to go right to the ER? It can’t be good to have inexplicable blood under each fingernail on my right hand. What if ... ? I don’t know. What if I didn’t have much time left?
I looked closely at my left hand and focused in on a slight tinge of pink on my ring finger. Shit! Whatever it is, it’s spreading to my left hand.
"Have you ever seen anything like this?" I asked the nurse as she peeled the blood pressure cuff from my bicep.
"You didn’t touch anything with red ink or anything?" she asked.
It had been three days of closely watching my fingernails grow more and more red. Susanne was getting very concerned; especially after I reported my findings from the Internet.
"You have to go to the doctor!"
My jacket sat in a clumsy pile behind me on the table. Waiting for the doctor to come in, I searched for my cell phone in my jacket pocket. When I pulled my left hand out, I noticed significant red stains on my fingertips.
OH MY GOD!!! MY POCKETS ARE EATING MY FINGERS!!!!!!!
It was the Ocean Spray powdered cranberry grape drink mix pack that burst open and spilled into my pocket.
"Yes, jackass! The redness comes back every day because you continue to put your hand back into your jacket pocket! Funny how it works that way!
The doctor walked in and I sheepishly explained my idiocy, showing her the purple drink mix wrapper as evidence.
"Another life saved," she joked, as I still sat there shaking my head.
"So you never smelled it?" she asked.
Putting my fingers to my nose, the odor was quite sweet and grapey.
This was a true "Carey moment."
"Maybe. I guess so. I don’t know. I just didn’t put it all together."
So what does all this have to do with diabetes?
If Charlie didn’t have diabetes, I wouldn’t have had a sugar-free juice mix packet in my pocket to begin with and it wouldn’t have exploded and I wouldn’t have thought I had one month to live and I wouldn’t have wasted my morning or spent a co-pay and I wouldn’t have made a fool of myself over grape-flavored fingernails.
Dammit! I want my 20 bucks back, diabetes!
by Carey Potash
Note from Jo: I found this article at the d-life web site. We get so wrapped up in the seriousness of our diabetes and the many ways that it can branch out and wreak havoc on so many other areas of our bodies that we sometimes forget the importance of laughter or even just a smile. I got a laugh from the article that Carey wrote and wanted to share it with you. If you have diabetes or live with and care for someone that is diabetic you really need to check out the d-life web site.
I thought I would post this little poem that was sent to me a while ago. At first I thought this was funny...
then I realized the awful truth of it.
Tax his land,
Now here is something else to ponder....
Accounts Receivable Tax
Building Permit Tax
CDL license Tax
Corporate Income Tax
Dog License Tax
Federal Income Tax
Federal Unemployment Tax (FUTA)
Fishing License Tax
Food License Tax
Fuel Permit Tax
Gasoline Tax (42 cents per gallon)
Gross Receipts Tax
Hunting License Tax
IRS Interest Charges
IRS Penalties (tax on top of Tax)
Marriage License Tax
Personal Property Tax
Real Estate Tax
Service Charge Tax
Social Security Tax
Road Usage Tax
Recreational Vehicle Tax
State Income Tax
State Unemployment Tax (SUTA)
Telephone Federal Excise Tax
Telephone Federal Universal Service Fee Tax
Telephone Federal, State and Local Surcharge Taxes
Telephone Minimum Usage Surcharge Tax
Telephone Recurring and Non-recurring Charges Tax
Telephone State and Local Tax
Telephone Usage Charge Tax
Vehicle License Registration Tax
Vehicle Sales Tax
Watercraft Registration Tax
Well Permit Tax
Workers Compensation Tax
I heard on the news last night that they are planning to tax Tanning beds now. They didn't say, but I believe that it will be an Ohio tax. No doubt if this state manages to rake in a nice profit from this tax it will eventually show up in other states.
Wishing you a peaceful relaxing Wednesday that isn't too taxing.............. :o)
Monday, March 22, 2010
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Melody decorates cakes and does a wonderful job of it. Last year for my birthday, Chris went to Kroger and bought my cake. I want you to know that I have been relentless when it comes to giving her a hard time about it. I have even told people that my ex-daughter-in-law made my cake last year. Melody volunteered to make the cake for tomorrow. Hmmmm do you think I should be concerned about that? We'll see..... lol
I am just about finished with my cooking, so I am going to go ahead and publish this post. I have a mess across the room calling my name..... "Jo come wash us, give us a rinse off Jo and then we want you to dry us and put us away!!" "Jo! Jo! Jo! why are you ignoring us Jo!"
Hope the rest of your weekend is blessed with beautiful warm weather and sunny skies.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
And the lily statelier,
But my shamrock, one in three
Takes the very heart of me!
The shamrocks that grow,
And may trouble avoid you
Wherever you go.
May friends stand by your side,
May history remind us all,
Of Ireland's faith and pride,
May God bless us with happiness,
May love and faith abide.
~ Irish Blessing
The big hole that was left in our heart since Buddy died didn't seem to be improving much. We found ourselves looking for Buddy in certain situations knowing he wouldn't be there. Enough was enough and we decided to look around for a new little furry critter that we could offer a good home too and love and who would challenge us not only physically, but mentally as well. I went on line and did some searching through the Animal shelters in our surrounding counties. We found several dogs that answered our criteria, but there was one little cutie that we called to check on first. She was brought in yesterday by a young boy saying that the dog was running in the road and he was afraid she would get hit by a car. The Dog Warden said that she was scheduled to be put down on Friday. They don't waste any time, do they!
We brought her home with us. She is a Terrier and Dachshund mix like Buddy was, but has more of the coloring of the Dachshund than he did. She is a little cuddle bug and it doesn't matter to her whose lap she is on as long as she is not left alone. We named her "Paddy" in honor of St. Patrick's Day. By looking at her teeth she is probably around a year old so training is going to be needed. She came with her own baggage too, as most pound puppies do. We are thinking that someone has hit her with their hand because every time she sees a hand coming toward her she cowers and hunches over. She isn't housebroken either, which we will be working on as well. J.D. believes that she must have been kept outside because she put up a lot of resistance when he brought her into the house for the first time. She is already getting over that. I will have some pictures of her in the next day or two. I didn't want to cause her any more stress and drama then she had already endured for one day, with all of the changes that was happening in her world. She had to deal with enough yesterday, with out us flashing lights in her eyes too.
Monday, March 15, 2010
Ahhhhhh, the infamous ruby red slippers. J.D. worked overtime with the camera trying to get a good shot of them. It finally happened and those slippers stopped moving long enough to get a good picture of them.
After the play Aydan got autographs and his picture taken with the main characters. I have no doubt that one little boy had a Saturday that he will remember the rest of his life.
Britt, by the time the play had ended and you had your curtain call, took your bows and received a standing ovation, my head was so swelled up with pride that I was afraid I wouldn't be able to get through the doors to go home. It is a darn good thing the school has double doors. On the serious side Britt, God blessed you with a wonderful talent and it does my heart good to see you sharing it.