Tuesday, July 7, 2015
The Ocean - ALL you Need to Know!!
Children Writing About the Ocean.
1) - This is a picture of an octopus. It has eight testicles.(Kelly, age 6 )
2) - Oysters' balls are called pearls. (Jerry, age 6)
3) - If you are surrounded by ocean, you are an island. If you don't
have ocean all round you, you are incontinent. (Mike, age 7)
4) - Sharks are ugly and mean, and have big teeth, just like Emily
Richardson . She's not my friend any more. (Kylie, age 6)
5) - A dolphin breaths through an asshole on the top of its head.
(Billy, age 8)
6) - My uncle goes out in his boat with 2 other men and a woman and
pots and comes back with crabs. (Millie, age 6)
7) - When ships had sails, they used to use the trade winds to cross
the ocean. Sometimes when the wind didn't blow the sailors would whistle
to make the wind come. My brother said they would have been
better off eating beans. (William, age 7)
8) - Mermaids live in the ocean. I like mermaids. They are beautiful
and I like their shiny tails, but how on earth do mermaids get pregnant?
Like, really? (Helen, age 6)
9) - I'm not going to write about the ocean. My baby brother is
always crying, my Dad keeps yelling at my Mom, and my big sister has
just got pregnant, so I can't think what to write. (Amy, age 6)
10) - Some fish are dangerous. Jellyfish can sting. Electric eels
can give you a shock. They have to live in caves under the sea where I think
they have to plug themselves in to chargers. (Christopher, age 7)
11) - When you go swimming in the ocean, it is very cold, and it
makes my willy small. ( Kevin , age 6)
12) - Divers have to be safe when they go under the water. Divers can't
go down alone, so they have to go down on each other. ( Becky , age 8)
13) - On vacation my Mom went water skiing. She fell off when she
was going very fast. She says she won't do it again because water fired
right up her big fat ass. (Julie, age 7)
14) - The ocean is made up of water and fish. Why the fish don't
drown I don't know. (Bobby, age 6)
15) - My dad was a sailor on the ocean. He knows all about the
ocean. What he doesn't know is why he quit being a sailor and married my
mom. (James, age 7)
copied from an email.
Friday, July 3, 2015
Estranged
1.
displaying or evincing a feeling of alienation; alienated.
Today would have been my sisters birthday. She has been gone for a few years now. We were estranged when she passed.
She was mad at me. I have no real clue as to why. She would not take my calls. I should have tried harder. I have such guilt.
Estranged
1.
displaying or evincing a feeling of alienation; alienated.
Today would have been my sisters birthday. She has been gone for a few years now. We were estranged when she passed.
Wednesday, June 17, 2015
Tuesday, June 16, 2015
COPD rant and Class Reunion questions
I have COPD.. severe COPD.. 25% lung function.. and that was several years ago.. since it is a progressive disease my guess is now around 20% or less. Think about that.. It is extremely hard for me to do the simplest of tasks. Taking a bath is exhausting. Walking across the room is exhausting.. Take a second and imagine this .. yeah awful and don't I know it.
I work really hard at being upbeat and have a good attitude. I figure what the heck this is better than the alternative right? I don't complain and only those that know me understand how hard my life is.. and still I have no complaints.
I am for all practical purposes a shut in, I have not been out of this house since last August.. for real. And I can honestly say I am ok with it. I have wonderful family and friends who do so much for me.. from getting groceries to taking out my trash.. they are there for me.. I had to learn to ask for help.. (which I hate doing)
But please don't tell me I can do something that I can't .. it just is like rubbing salt on a wound.. it forces me to come face to face with the facts of my life. And it hurts. I cry and then I get over it till the next time. please stop..
Then in other unrelated news there is that damn Class Reunion coming up. They send letters, they call, they send another letter, they call again. The ones that I have never had a conversation with, who were the popular kids, yep them. (I was the mouse in the corner in school) I find this odd. Before graduation no one knew I existed and since no one knew, sooooooo Why do you suppose they are so keen on getting me to attend?
I work really hard at being upbeat and have a good attitude. I figure what the heck this is better than the alternative right? I don't complain and only those that know me understand how hard my life is.. and still I have no complaints.
I am for all practical purposes a shut in, I have not been out of this house since last August.. for real. And I can honestly say I am ok with it. I have wonderful family and friends who do so much for me.. from getting groceries to taking out my trash.. they are there for me.. I had to learn to ask for help.. (which I hate doing)
But please don't tell me I can do something that I can't .. it just is like rubbing salt on a wound.. it forces me to come face to face with the facts of my life. And it hurts. I cry and then I get over it till the next time. please stop..
Then in other unrelated news there is that damn Class Reunion coming up. They send letters, they call, they send another letter, they call again. The ones that I have never had a conversation with, who were the popular kids, yep them. (I was the mouse in the corner in school) I find this odd. Before graduation no one knew I existed and since no one knew, sooooooo Why do you suppose they are so keen on getting me to attend?
Monday, June 1, 2015
My really really bad day
So I wake up at around 3 am today .. wow can't breathe... wonder why.. then it dawns on my .. machine is not working NO O2 coming out.. grab the tank I keep for emergencies .. turn it on and catch my breath.. finally start down stairs.. holding heavy tank and the 50 ft cord from the machine... down about 4 steps .. stooopid safety on my stair lift stops me. cuss.. get up reset safety.. continue down.. all this time the machine is alarming .. loudly.. very loudly.. my ears are still ringing. turn it off.. wait.. turn it on .. success it works for about a quick minute and the boom off and alarming again.. checked cord for kinks. there are none... reset and try again.. same result. .. still not satisfied I try one more time.. same result .( You know what they call a person who does the same thing over and over and expects a different result?}. runs for a few and then alarms. around 3:30 AfreckinM I call emergency number for Lxxcxxx.. after pushing 1 for English.. yes .. 1 for English.. and a couple other number to get to a live person, a very nice lady in Florida takes my info and puts me on hold.
Soon C**y comes on the phone.. Says do you have plenty of canisters? I answer that I do he whines well it will be around 7 before I can get there as I would have to go to the shop etc.. blah blah blah.. Use your canisters and I will see you first thing in the morning.. I ask what time is that .. he replies 9 or 10 am.. I must have gotten on the $hit list some how.. I am stressed to almost my limit and that of course makes breathing harder.. but not an emergency ....this hard to believe.... I am not happy to say the least.
It is now almost 7 am.. and I am making a list of things to do today..
1. Find new oxygen supplier
2. Find out what constitutes an emergency
3. Nap
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