Monday, January 23, 2012

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.





Saturday, January 21, 2012

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.

Monday, January 16, 2012

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.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

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.



Monday, January 9, 2012

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 ...


Sunday, January 1, 2012

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.