Thursday, April 13, 2017

Survivor At A New Low

I couldn't believe my eyes and what I was hearing last night. On Survivor, Zeke, a transgender was outed by a tribemate who Zeke obviously confided in, 

I kept saying, "Oh my God!" "Is this really Happening??" Among other things.

I understand Survivor is supposed to be a study of human behavior but I think this went too far.  It was malicious on Jeff Varner's part, the outer. He says he didn't mean it to be. DUDE, are you serious?

Jeff Probst has been losing my respect through the years because of the havoc during tribal council and just things he says and does. He and CBS makes me sick acting all shocked and caring but yet still airing it. 

I guess it shows some people will do ANYTHING to win money and make money! 

They've deleted many scenes before. Why couldn't they have deleted that one for Zeke's sake? 

I am not sure if Varner's apology was real. Was he saying he was sorry because he really was or he realized it was not taken very well by the others.

However, you have to give it to Zeke. He was calm and forgiving. But the compassion and forgiveness he showed Varner showed the real person he is.

So what do you think? Was Varner wrong in outing this transgender person? 

Until next time...

Friday, March 3, 2017

Water, Snow, Storms

I hope everyone is safe and sound. I know I just can't get with the blogging thing. But I do appreciate all the emails asking how I'm doing and when I am going to write again. 

About six months ago, we had the Historic Flood. I personally wasn't affected. Thank you God!

I watched it on TV and Facebook. I can't imagine watching water come up to my doorstep.

Wait! If I knew my home flooded, or I was in a flood zone  I would haul tail. 

As I watch, people being rescued I often wonder.

Why do they want until the last minute or until they are under water? Then they plead for someone to go help them. They risk the rescuers lives as well as their own. Such stupidity!

After, a lot of people expect our government to help them get back to normal. When did that even start?

I understand you may need a little help to get by but I've noticed how many people expect our government to do it for them.  There are unending lines to get money, food and water to compensate them because of losing their home after floods or hurricanes. Its like they feel they are owed it.

Don't get me wrong people. I don't mind helping people but there are so many that are asking for a handout.

Also, how can people have a home and not have insurance?  I know insurance is expensive. I hate it!

But if I would be in a flood zone and my house was flooded once, I would get flood insurance or I would move out of here. 

I was watching this man on TV. His home was flooded for the third time.  He apparently had insurance. I wouldn't want his premiums. To do it over and over..nah..

I know the northern states are bracing for a winter blast. That is one thing I would not want to be stuck in. Cold. Wet.  Slippery. Brrrr

Hubby and I were talking the other day. I said I'd take my occasional hurricanes, rain and floods vs the snow blizzard and cold. At least once the hurricane passes it is gone. These snow blizzards and cold stay for months!

Ya'll be safe, warm and dry. My prayers are going out for everyone, even the stupid ones.

Until next time.

Thursday, January 12, 2017

Farewell To Father Robitaille

From his home country, Canada, he made it to our small parish in the deep south and stayed here for seventeen years. He always considered it his home.

I can't describe his character in words but I'll try. He was a simple man. He was humble and kind. He was compassionate. He devoted his life to God.

There is one memory that sticks in my mind. During Holy Communion rehearsal as I walked down the aisle I was suppose to genuflect, making sure my knee hit the ground. I was about 6-7 years old and my coordination had not developed to what it is now.  He quietly told me to not worry about it and do what I felt was comfortable.

Last time I saw him was a few years ago. He was in his early 90s then. He recognized me but couldn't remember my name.

He will be missed. It is a sad day for us but I know he is in heaven with the angels.

Until next time.

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Wednesday, January 4, 2017

A New Year Begins

We survived 2016!! Yeah!

I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas and was able to share it with someone you love.

From the Friday after Thanksgiving until about a week ago, a bug attacked me that I never thought would let go. After two prescriptions of Prednisone, one of antibiotics and decongestants and cough meds I think it is leaving slowly but surely. But then it bounced on Hubby, not as bad though the first time. But he got it again. I love him but try not to get near him as much. But then again, we live in the same house, sleep in the same bed and near each other when he is home so....hopefully it'll go away.

Then I got a urinary infection. Lucky for me I have meds on hand.  It never ends it seems.

Surgery wise I'm doing much better. Swallowing continues to be a botheration but I'm happy.

For our Christmas, we did the usual. Memorial, Hubby's brothers house and midnight mass on Christmas Eve. Every year they go all out and everything is so tasty and nice to see everyone.

I met Hubby's sister for the very FIRST time. That was interesting and exciting. I didn't get to talk to her because she left soon after we got there but it was nice to finally have a face to a name.

 I cooked Christmas dinner for my daughter and parents. It was nice and low key. I enjoyed it.

We have so much leftovers.  Hubby kept saying that is too much. He was right. I didn't think it was a lot at the time.  It was only turkey roll, jalapeno cheese sausage bread, rice dressing, potato au gratin, corn and strawberry pie for dessert.

Fro three days it was like I was on an adrenaline rush and after everyone left and my kitchen was cleaned I crashed. Hubby and I sat on the sofa to watch TV. I missed most of it. 

New Years we stayed home. It was nasty outside. We're homebodies anyway.

I have given up on New Years resolutions.  I just pray we all have a healthy and happy 2017!

Thanks for dropping by!

Until next time. 

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Thursday, November 17, 2016

Progressing along..

Yes, I am still here. Thank God I don't blog for a living eh? Sometimes I open up to a new post and just stare at the screen. I think of all the things I could write but don't feel it is interesting. I don't know what is wrong with me. I want to write. I want to read your views and thoughts. My fingers and brain just don't want to cooperate. Maybe I can blame in on my CP?

I'm kidding!

Gotta say postoperatively has been up and down. I went for my six month check up this two weeks ago. Doc  reassures me the pain I'm experiencing is normal as well as the difficulty swallowing.  What was encouraging is the doctor told me he would me monitoring my progress for at least a year. It is how long it takes to recover and see if the surgery helped. He said it could be a little longer for me since I have my other issues. "SIGH"

He gave me the okay to drive. Ironically, as much as it aggravated me that I couldn't  just get up and go, I've not had an inkling to do so.  My first drive was to pay the water bill and it was okay as it was less traffic and only a couple of miles. It is awkward because I can't turn my neck as before and it continues to hurt when I move it constantly.

Yesterday, I had to go to my eye doctor (more frustrating news) and then I went to Walgreens to pick up a few things. The drive was about about 30 miles for the entire trip.  As I was walking into my house I was feeling dizzy and weak and my neck was hurting from turning it so much because people are freaking crazy on the road.

We take so much for granted and really don't think how  all of our body parts work together. Turning my head to drive was difficult and it totally aggravated the pain. But doc said as much as I move it will heal better.

I still cannot pick up anything heavier than a gallon of milk. I promise I don't want to anyway. As I chuckled with Hubby one time, normally I usually can't pick up more than a gallon of milk anyway. Well, not too much more anyway.

I've gone back to cooking and some daily chores. When my body says stop I do. I try anyway. But then I am wiped out for the rest of the day.

I have to give my awesome Husband some credit in my recovery. For the first weeks he did everything to keep the house running and taking care of me. He made sure I took my meds. He cooked and bathed me. He helped me in so many little ways that I am so thankful for. He showed genuine concern and care for me. 

I know you are thinking I SHOULD feel that way. I know this but with my child's father I never felt that way with him when I needed him the most.

When Hubby had to go back to work, he would put everything on the counter for me to use for my meals. He called me at lunch and before he came home.  I am blessed.

Good thing is I do have improvement in my legs. No more shooting pains and I can walk a lot more without hurting so much. YAY!

I want you to know I do read my followers blogs and others. I just don't respond but I will try to do so more in the near future. Thanks for the good wishes you've sent me through email, Facebook and here.  I want you to know that even when I'm not diligent, when I come back you are always here. I am humbly grateful. Thank you!

Until next time.

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