You're not sick; just misinformed.

Did you know that the United States is the only country that

allows those ridiculous drug ads that you see on television?

Well it's true and it's up to Americans to not fall for the crap

that they try to push and to not become brainwashed into

thinking you have a condition that plain old exercise, proper

hygiene, diet and positive thinking can't remedy.

The human body is not perfect even though we want it to be.

Yet, the minute somebody puts a big time medical term to

something that's a totally natural occurrence for the human

body, Americans jump on it; They want to OWN it.

I'm noticing that people actually enjoy defining themselves by

the common ailments they experience. They'll bring it up un-

expectantly in the middle of a perfectly benign conversation;

Sheila: "So how was your trip to Disneyland?" Donna: "Oh,

it was okay. The boys ALL have ADHD so it was hard to keep

them under control, and me, with my Fibromyalgia; well that

made it hard to crawl in and out of all those tiny rides! Plus the

weather wasn't so great. It was cloudy so that aggravated my

chronic depression and all the walking was difficult because of

my bloating and cramps due to my Pre- Menstrual Disorder."

Otherwise, we had a good time" ...

*Rolling eyes* Could it ever occur to Donna that the boys were just

excited to be at Disneyland? That the older you get, the more

difficult it is to get in and out of small places over and over again?

That everybody gets the blues now and then and news flash! All

women get their period at some point?! Hello???

Don't let pharmaceutical companies tell you you're sick. Tell

YOURSELF that you need to get healthy and get your mind right.

You don't always need a pill to do that for you or a "condition" to

define yourself.

Lunch time ... in winter???

Okay, this is TRULY freaky, but I love it! Typically here in

Missouri we'd be knee deep in snow and ice about this time

and usually in January, I've already slipped into a massive cold

inducing depression that turns me into the biggest baby you've

ever seen; wearing 3-4 layers of clothes and even donning a

hat and gloves just to sit at the computer. But not this year!

So far, we've had one night of snow that barely amounted to

anything and up until now, nothing but sunshine! Yay me!

Oh, I know the snow will rear it's ugly head, sooner or later.

But for now, I'm am SO loving this.

Dog Day Afternoon

Only in Missouri ...

So I'm walking out of Walmart today and as I'm looking

for my car, I come across this:

We've all seen dogs that were left to sit in the car before.

Typically, they're bouncing all over the place like Ricochet

Rabbit; having an anxiety attack and barking for absolutely

no good reason. They're the one's you just have to go up to

and taunt because you know they can't get out and do

anything to you, lol.

But this guy looked like he was quite use to waiting on his

owner ...

I noticed after taking the first photo, that he wasn't a bit

shaken by a stranger, so that's when I went around the side

of the car to get him to respond. But nothing. That dog was

dead serious about either protecting that car or practicing

to be a palace guard, lol. All he would do was look straight

ahead and drool from the corner of his mouth.

Then came the clincher. Just as I snapped these photos

the owner walked up and said "No, you are NOT driving

this time!". 'Nuff said.

Photo A Day: To pee or not to pee ...

Out and about yesterday, I discovered that I could no

longer shop until I took a quick moment to visit the

bathroom. The only problem was that I was in Krogers

market, at the time. Oh sure, they have restrooms that are

used by the employees as well as the customers but getting
TO them is the part that bothers me.

First off, they're located behind those 2 big scary doors that

you always see in the meat department. You know the one's.

There's usually a HUGE scary guy in a white outfit walking

in and out of them ... blood all over him with a meat cleaver

in his hand. Kinda gives you that same sense of security as

you had while watching the movie "Midnight Meat Train" ...

Anyhow, once beyond those doors the first thing you see up

ahead is the sign "RESTROOMS" giving you a false sense

of hope because as you begin to get your bearings and start

looking around, you realize you are in the perfect setting to

to be the next "scream queen" of a Wes Craven movie.

BUT alas, you have to go ... you lock your eyes on the stairs

located just below the sign ... can you make it before the mad

butcher notices you're there? The next moments will tell ...

So off I sprint to the staircase and scurry down while

continually looking over my shoulder for "The Butcher Man".

I see the sign "Women's" and rush in, locking the door quickly

behind me. I go into the stall for a moment of relaxation before

I have to plan my escape and as I reach for the toilet paper ...

*GULP* ... This is NOT a good sign, at all. A victim before

me ... their final plea for HELP. I hope they made it ...

I consider making a "Blair Witch" type of video as I sat

there wondering what to do next. At least then, friends and

family wouldn't have to wonder why I went missing as I sit

wrapped so nicely in the meat section with a sticker that

reads "$2.69 per lb".

But I quickly ditch that idea with a sudden energy and will,

to SURVIVE! I can live thru this! I gathered my new found

guts (before the butcher could) and ran like the wind!

I burst through the doors into the unknowing faces of happy,

unaware customers as they scrutinize packages of ground

beef. If only they knew ... that could have been ME in there.

Photo A Day: The one that got away.

Yes folks, this is what it looks like to have your heart

broken ...

I decided to make a devils food cake with Dulce De Leche

frosting and I was SO excited about it, too. If you know what

Dulce De Leche is, then you know it literally takes HOURS to

make from scratch. 3-1/2 hours to be exact, not counting

the time it takes to add the other ingredients that turn it into

a frosting. Then, there's the cake to bake. All toll it took me

5-1/2 hours and then ...

Well, being the neat freak that I am I decided to wash the

bowls and utensils I used while the cake was cooling. When

all was done and as my final act before frosting my delicious

creation, and sitting here devouring it with a tall glass of milk;

I went to put the mixer back in it's place, setting

the cooling cake in the window sill. Uh, no ... not quite.

In my hurry I DROPPED the entire cake on the floor.

yes, I admit ... I had visions of scraping it all up and pressing

it back into the cake dish, lol. But good sense won, so I now

have this HUGE bowl of Dulce De Leche frosting with nothing

to spread it on. How wrong would it be to just grab a spoon ...

A photo a day

So, I've decided to start this adventure called "A photo a day" where I snap a pic of whatever trips my trigger ... every day ... even when I don't really feel like it, so nudge me if you notice that I miss a day.

I've also decided to start blogging my twisted thoughts again hence,

why you now see me here all of a sudden. Yay? Lol.

ANYHOW ... today's photo is of "Kitty". She (how I choose to see this cat since it would probably scratch my eyeballs out if I tried to confirm it's gender) is the last survivor of about 7 strays that were born to the great outdoors (the empty lot across from my apt.) over a year ago.

Because she has managed to fend off tedious raccoon attacks and the romantic advances from our neighborhood opossum, (and now sits under the car every morning waiting for me) I have decided to become her personal trainer ... kinda like "Mick" from the Rocky movies, and feed her everyday, to keep her strength up.

She still won't get much closer than 5 feet from me, but I will win her over eventually, I'm sure.