I am over the top, I did something today with my left hand and I actually did it and had success! To give some background- I had to go have bloodwork done this morning, so I have the folded up gauze and white tape on my arm. The tape started to come loose on one end and kept catching the hairs on my arm. OWWWW! So I was talking on the phone.......and I jerkily raised my left hand up and pinched the tape between my forefinger and thumb and ripped the tape off, all by using my left hand, not my a
OK, I'll admit it, I was browsing yahoo personals for "A woman seeking man, age 35-45, caucasian, within 50 miles of______________" I wasn't going to try the online dating route. I still may not do it, but a funny thing struck me as I was perusing my 32 matches.......... This is shopping for a man! You get to check them out, if looks are what attracts you first, read what they lied about themselves and pretty much pre judge them before you contact them. Not a bad deal when you think about it. He
Well I have started in on my new book about my newest interest, David Henry Thoreau. I have had an interest in the romantic period and I am just now getting around to reading some of their work.
My plan was to read Thoreau first and then buy this book I saw by Ralph Waldo Emmerson. But after learning how the big larger then life Emmerson who was all about free thinking and abolishing social restrictions and conditioning and wanted to start a Utopian community based upon each i
My thoughts this morning are on measuring sticks......Meaning how we each percieve our strokes and how we as indivuals measure how bad we were hit. Who's to say that the survivor that had a mild stroke, bounced right back and bopped back to work within weeks or less as some continue on with their pre stroke life as if the stroke never happened. They are still stroke survivors and I am not denying that fact with what I'm trying to say. Those are the ones that are lucky. Luckier then the rest of
I don't know if it is just me, but this site doesn't have many secrets that can be kept quiet or someone not figuring it out.... Like come on, I'm not completely stupid and a name change does not change a personality or how they write. Duh! How clever does one think they are?
The meladrama that happens around here, could win an oscar sometimes. Some are just so phony with claims of friendship, undying admiration and supportive ego stroking. Give me a friggin break, get a life and if you have
Well Gary, the little snake never made it up your way. He was back this morning, called my dad, he arrived with the shovel and he took care of my nasty little buddy. My dad couldn't believe how nasty and aggressive he was and he said it was a garden snake, but he has to be a hybrid. So ends the tale of my snake buddy. We gave him a nice burial in the part of the garden he liked to hang out in. I hope there isn't a Mrs. or a grieving girlfriend......
As for yahoo personals, Jean, I've stopp
Sometimes there aren't enough rocks to pacify me. But this isn't about me. In fact there is one person who should take what I say to heart.
Have you ever asked yourself why no one has seen fit to stay and act like the faithful loyal dog at the masters side?
Have you had a taste of the sharp side of the tongue? Wait it will turn on you.
Have all the dirty little embarrassing secrets been confided yet?
Do you feel good in helping a mentally unstable person in their quest that has become
Let me introduce myself. I'm Cruella DeVille, HostPam's evil twin. I find she hogs the body all the time and when I get my turn, it is only for a short time and I've got to make the best of the time alloted to me.
She is considering letting me loose more often. Which suits me just fine, I think Pam doesn't realize the value to playing it up as a stroke survivor, she needs to play to the crowd that tells her"You look great, why aren't you back to work yet"? I can't wait to gleefully tell th
Well I rejected the entire seperation agreement on Friday morning. My lawyer has advised me to go in a window of the house and change the locks since it is sitting empty. So that is in the wind, except my body won't be doing any breaking and entering.... that is easier said then done. I can't figure out a way with one functioning arm to climb in a window, let alone be ablle to open the old fashioned windows that are on the house. I need to know a few burgalars to give me some how to tips. Or bet
Well I wrote a blog yesterday, but the site was having glitches, so it got lost. But I hosted a dinner party last night. I was excited as it was my first entertaining attempt in my new place, first attempt, pulling it off doing it all myself. I have to pat myself on the back, I chose well for guests. Two old friends who live alone.
Well they got here early which was great cause I was bored and had everything ready early. So they jumped right in and in no time, dinner was cooked and served
As most of you know, I was married 16 years when I stroked at age 37 4 years ago. Things went rapidly downhill with my spouse and I as he couldn't handle the stroke and how it changed me. He rejected me because I was handicapped now, in a world ruled by appearances and illusion, nothing less then perfection is allowed in. So I stuck it out for 3 years post stroke. We didn't talk just lived at the same address for 3 years and the tension just kept mounting. In May of 2005 I moved into my own ap
It isn't quite 8 a.m. and I haven't finished my first cup of coffee and I'm out of sugar and had to use Splenda. Ah well such is life some mornings..... I was wandering in the older entries of blogs and read one by Givincare about reaching goals. It distinctly reminded me of a time on my journey to acceptance where the question begged to be answered. "When does having huge amounts of hope, turn out to really be denial in disguise"? As many know, hope can be a persuasive thing, it seduces one in
Anybody ever read those Hunter Thompson books about his "trips" while experiencing the effects of psychodelic drugs? One title I remember was "On the trail to Las Vegas" (I think) anyway, after our recent trip south, it has occured to me that who needs psychodelic drugs to experience or see life differently when one has brain damage?
These two strokies made a few mistakes(who was supposed to be paying attention??) but it gave us a real good laugh afterwards. The town we stayed in was a tour
Transcendentalism
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Transcendentalism was a group of new ideas in literature, religion, culture, and philosophy that emerged in the New England region of the United States of America in the early-to mid-nineteenth century. It is sometimes called "American Transcendentalism" to distinguish it from other uses of the word transcendental. It began as a protest against the general state of culture and society at the time, and in
OK, My metamorphus has happened. I now hate christmas, want it to just slide by like aging. Wake me up when it is over.
Now I once used to be a lover of all christmas, we used to take two entire weeks to decorate the house, put up two trees and I used to make 400 batches of cookies to give away each year. What was I nuts?????? I'll be lucky if I manage one batch of toll house chocolate chip and I'll cheat and buy the refridgerated dough to make them too. I can't be bothered with all the fuss.
Yesterday I was talking with Charles/cbramsey. He had had a physch test done and one of the questions was what does a statue and poem have in common? Now, this has driven me nuts for close to 24 hours now. Does anyone else have the answer? Sandy? Do you know? One other one I knew the answer to was
Monarchy
Republic
I thought that was easy---England.
I guess I don't get the purpose of these type of tests. Unless they are designed with the sole purpose to make one lay awake at night tryin
Lately, I have been thinking how my age isn't so bad. But I have come far since the time shortly before I turned 40. Then 40 loomed large and ugly and unwanted. For as long as I could remember 40 was it, the end of the line, over the hill, ancient and one foot in the grave. Well I've changed my viewpoint. 41 is neither too old nor too young, I am in between and loving it. I know who Humphrey Bogart is and I'm not to old not to enjoy some songs that are heavy metal or rap or know that I like the
I woke up this morning, the sun is shining and my headache is gone. I also made a decision that I will take the apartment in the victorian too. I have this endless mental list going on, because of setting up a new household, there are so many things I need to buy. I'm getting itchy to get going, because shopping and packing will not be an option for me in the same week. I have to plan around the energy level. One good thing is I don't have to paint the new place. It is all freshly painted a sof
We had a busy past 3 days.... Bill and I now reside in my old house on Maple Ave. It has been a fight to get in here, and moving with everything packed in plastic shopping bags makes it difficult to find anything, cause all the bags are the same.
But I find it very wierd being back here. It is a strange sense of de ju vu. I still remember all the places where the floor dips and I remember what cabinets everything was in.
Course we started moving stuff friday, the dsl connection, phone
Beauty
And a poet said, 'Speak to us of Beauty.'
Where shall you seek beauty, and how shall you find her unless she herself be your way and your guide?
And how shall you speak of her except she be the weaver of your speech?
The aggrieved and the injured say, 'Beauty is kind and gentle.
Like a young mother half-shy of her own glory she walks among us.'
And the passionate say, 'Nay, beauty is a thing of might and dread.
Like the tempest she shakes the
No Attachment to Dust
Zengetsu, a Chinese master of the T'ang dynasty, wrote the following advice for his pupils:
Living in the world yet not forming attachments to the dust of the world is the way of a true Zen student.
When witnessing the good action of another encourage yourself to follow his example. Hearing of the mistaken action of another, advise yourself not to emulate it.
Even though alone in a dark room, be as if you were facing a noble guest. Express your feeli
Yup day before Christmas and I'm slumming. I am having a bad day.Lots of dark thoughts and I even went and dug the bodies up, they didn't stay buried long enough.
My daughter was over this morning for a whopping 45 minutes, we went outside and she was sliding down the icey snow covered hill on her butt. I was doing my mommy thing and dutifully watching, and clapping and cheering her on and it hit me. I'm missing so much of her daily life. But sometimes it can't be helped and whether I live 800
Am I the only one that thinks pumping contaminated water back into the ocean is a insane thing to do? The only one who thinks that rebuilding New Orleans at todays prices is a wicked shameful thing to do, so another storm can come in another season and flood it again.
I saw some news footage this morning, a older woman is standing talking to the news caster very proudly saying she isn't leaving, this is her home, while one can see in the background her house. Or rather what once was her house,
OK, after reading Asha's blog and Amy's reply, I think I will write about the ME of today. I wouldn't want the old me back, the pre stroke me. I like the present day model well enough. 2005 model is happy, content, fufilled and at peace and living life as much as I can on my terms. In doing that I have become truer to myself and I am finding that because of that I have less internal struggling going on, I am less stressed, more relaxed and what I do, I enjoy. It seems that life has meaning, and
