No Stars In My Eyes

Tweety's Daily Diary post for today is in the LOUNGE under today's date; maybe someone can move it over to the Daily Diary here, where it belongs? Thanks!

Hello Supposed to clear up and be sunny and in low 60's, however, since it is 4:45 PM, I think we can count that out for today. S'been a trial; Nannie's in one of her negative moods and she wants to 'fight' and argue over what she perceives (right now) is "going on." The accusations have flown from her mouth with such vitriolic language. She decided she was going to move out and gathered up some stuff from the mantel, ( a Santa figurine and her dog's ashes and foot-print tile) of course, she nearly fell backwards in the same spot where she fell and broke her wrist. Then she decided she'd take her heavy purse and go out the back door. I followed at about 4 to 5 ft behind her, my cell-phone at the ready, in case I had to call an ambulance...Which REALLY ticked her off. She was turning around partway to tell me off, and decided to squeeze between a small border of the flower bed in front of the shrubs, and stepped on the edge of the patio with half her foot, lost her balance, grabbed a wrought-iron garden-chair ...and over she went. No breaks or cuts. Hubby returned from his errand at just that moment. He called a neighbor to come over and help haul her up. Since then she has been sitting in the recliner repeatedly fishing through her purse, and grunting with the effort. Maybe when it gets darker she will go to bed, and instead of trying to keep her up until between 8 and 8:30 PM, we'll let her go to bed. Hopefully the sandman will sweep her memory of this afternoon from her head, and tomorrow will be a better day. At least each of us got out (separately) for a few hours today. Did not want to inflict her, mid-tantrum, on someone who doesn't know her! Ordinary dementia, a CG could handle. But this determination of hers today, to take off in her car, which she doesn't have keys for, or a valid driver's license to drive, it wouldn't be fair to expect the CG to calm her. She refuses to get calm. She loves stewing and steaming and will not be denied her way! Hubby said that has always been a key feature of her personality, and it ain't pretty. Okay then...maybe two more hours until she goes to bed. Prolly will be an early-ish night for us, as well.

I think we've done this some time ago, but though it would be fun to bring it around again. These things you 'hate' can be light or serious, but I would hope it didn't turn into a political or pro/con site to argue about the state of the world except in general terms. I know I have no control over what anyone may chose to post, but I'm just really in the mood to share some serious silliness or silly seriousness. I'll start: I hate treacle-people; soooo sweet they make your teeth ache just talking with them. I hate having to do something. If it is unavoidable, that irritates me to the point of just getting it OVER with so I don't have to anticipate it anymore. I don't care if people pick their noses, I just don't want to watch them do it. I hate it that I have as hard a time being as good to myself as I am to other people. I do like helping folks in unexpected ways, it makes me feel so good to be able to do that. But, I have had an ingrained message from infancy that I am a LOT of trouble to take care of (chronic long-term colic) Apparently in some respects it is a subconscious thing that, but while I am also aware of it, it is a bugaboo, being a deeply woven part of myself. Hard to not succumb. Goodness gracious, that's enough for now! I didn't mean to get ....whatever that was...but, hopefully some others will chime in with their grrrrrrrr irritations, and also, any "Queen For A Day"-type stories are welcome as well. We won't be giving a grand prize like a washer or a refrigerator, but just...THANKS for joining in!

I tried it for a while, but it didn't seem to help. The brochures and ads talk about 'tastents' that are supposed to help decrease your appetite; but appetite wasn't my problem. Waste of money, as far as I'm concerned. Oh well, live and learn!

WELL! The reason it is taking so long for my medicine to kick in is because...I got the pill, set it down beside me next to my (non-alch) drink, and promptly got sidetracked....and apparently forgot to take it, cause i just discovered it there.....and just now took it. DOH!!!!!

I'd just like to backtrack a few posts and say to xtxrn that there is something to be said for babies you only have to dust once in a while!:rolleyes: What r I doing right now? The boring 'waiting for my night pill to work" game. So, I may feel a little better for sleeping a little more lately, but having my night hours 'cut-short' is exceptionally DULL!(Grumble-grumble, or as Yosemite Sam would say, "Rabbfrabbagizzabreepablatz.") Well, it's a trade off, I guess. Don't like the sooooo depressed feeling of NOT sleeping enough.....so, !!! Guess I will address this with my therapist this week. Basically I need to 'get a life', I suppose. I am a very outgoing person who happens to like being a hermit. Talk about your conflicting personality aspects. Well, I'm going to finish going through the in-box/postings and then wrap it up. Got another 10 hour PDN tomorrow.

College food = the freshman 15

I might, if my knees hadan't suddenly decided to bail out on me and my thumbs could regain the cartilege that has gone missing in the last few years. My kitchen floor is so gross it would be better and easier to replace the whole dern thing than clean it! (Husband, bless his heart, has used mop-and-glo to 'clean' the floor and now we have grunge that is so shiny!)

Thanks for bringing this up; I was beginning to wonder if AN would be silent about the 9/11 anniversary, though it would be hard to imagine since we are all so verbal about so many things! I was "off' on that day, and received a call from a co-worker I didn't want to hear from or talk to. But, I had answered the phone so I did my best to hmm and uh-huh my way through the call so I could get off the line. Just before we hung up, she said "Isn't it awful about those people in New York?" I said, though not knowing to what she was referring, "Yeah...." A little later, my curiosity was piqued, so I turned on the TV and.....was glued to it for the remainder of the day and evening. I did not know anyone who was involved in any way nor any relatives of those who were there and/or affected personally . The next day I saw a photo on the front page of a newspaper; someone had caught a bloom of flames immediately after one of the crashes, and as I looked at it closer, I realized that the object I was seeing in that picture was that of a man's leg, from the knee down, with sneaker still intact on the foot. I have since searched for that photo ( don't remember what paper it was) but have been unable to locate it. The more films and videos I saw of that day, the more I came to think that the ones who died immediatley that day were the "lucky" ones, never having known what hit them. Those who decided that it was better to die by leaping from the building rather than burn to death.....my heart sinks when I think of it, and when I saw the film where you heard, "thud", "thud", of the bodies hitting ground. OMG. And when the buildings collapsed I had a vivid picture in my mind of hundreds of screaming souls rising up in the flames and clouds..... But the thing that affected me the most was the firemen and cops standing, helpless in the rubble while all those personal locators were chirping and beeping, each one belonging to a now dead responder.....I can't even explain what I felt...horror, sorrow, there was nothing I could do but feel the pain radiating from that scene. That sound is one of the most desolate, unconsolable things I have ever heard. I pray for the souls of the lost and dead, and the lives of those whose loved ones are gone, and the brave ones who dedicated their lives that day and since then, to protect and serve, to stand up for all of us, and to protect our country. Their lives are so hard, yet it does not stop them. I am forever grateful. I still occassionally watch some of the documentaries made of that day. My husband doesn't understand why I do.....I'm sort of paying hommage and 'not forgetting', I guess.

Pleased and proud to announce that I was asleep last night by 10 PM!!!! I woke up a litttle before 2 AM and ate 1/2 peanut-butter sandwich and went right back to sleep. Got up at 5:45 AM to dose and feed the dogs, and right back to sleep! Woke up at 9:45 AM. That's pretty phenomenal for me. Tonight I am planning to turn out the light at 11 PM. Let us pray. Trying the Thundershirt on my nervous boy-dog tonight, though I did have to give him 1/2 xanax....He's still shivering, but not quite jitter-bugging as hard as usual. I hope it works! Wish a thundershirt would work for me,,,,,it'd be cheaper than medicine! well, have to start winding things up if I'm going to sleep. Gotta get up at 5:30 AM for a 10 hr. PDN shift Night all!

heat lightening

Wondering how many threads/posts that xtxrn and I are weaving back and forth through tonight.....I think that so far we have made a 4'x6' area rug.....

pre-cabbage size = pleasingly plump ( unscented )

it's the beans

They are wasting alot of gasoline toting an essentially dead man back and forth.