Friday, December 19, 2014
Bugs and Slugs
Bugs and slugs
No, I’m not talking about the actual “physical” pests. I’m talking about things that bug me.
Here are some that are on the top of my list:
1-If someone is going to be an idiot and shoot off illegal
fireworks in the neighborhood, why wait until everyone is asleep? Yes, someone in the neighborhood decided to
set what was probably their leftover stash that couldn’t be used on July 4th
(we had the monsoon to beat all monsoons) at midnight Saturday.
Thankfully, our new found group of vigilantes called the
police, who actually came within minutes and put the kibosh on the rest of
their notions. Still, with Steve
visiting his sister, the fur kids and I did not sleep well for the rest of that
night. Poor Lucky was giving a pretty
good image of the “Chihuahua shake”.
Pepper just held onto my head.
2-Tell me, why does the Post Office equate living in the
outskirts of suburbia (a.k.a. The Country) mean that we don’t see the carrier
delivering mail until after 7:30 at night?
3-I know that doctors have their hands full this time of the
year trying to see every patient who is trying to get their appointments done
before New Year’s Eve-but why does this mean that I should be on hold for 15
minutes waiting for the “scheduler” to pick up her extension? This also holds true for the famous Home
Depot who couldn’t find the employee who left me a message and his extension
and then no one could find him in 3 phone calls totaling over 30 minutes of
4-(Here’s the slug) I’ve mentioned my PC is now over 7 years
old. Steve has deleted cookies,
de-fragmented and “cleaned” up other things that are way above my “pay grade”
to understand. Then he says, “If you’d
stop going on so many sites, it wouldn’t run so slow.” Well guess what? If I don’t go on to those sites-I don’t get
the research done for the articles I’m writing.
5-Another medical “bug”-when getting an MRI, you’d think
that they could at least put on a bit of padding for you to lay on, no? I had to get 2 done all on Tuesday
morning. I was told I’d be in “the tube”
for an hour. Okay. Do they have any idea what it’s like for a
person with degenerative/bulging/arthritic discs to lay on a hard plastic table
for that amount of time? The only
memory foam I received was the pieces around my ears to keep my head from
moving and insulate my ears from the noise.
Oh-while I’m venting, I’m claustrophobic and I know there are such thing
as “open” MRI machines, so why is it I never seem to have that option in any of
the health facilities that are connected to my insurance carrier?
And that is all.
Here’s wishing those of us who celebrate Hanukkah a very
happy holiday. May it be filled with
health and happiness. Enjoy your latkes,
jelly donuts and brisket!
And for those who celebrate Christmas and Kwanzaa-May you
also have the best of the season.
I’ve decided to take a break until after New Year’s so I
hope you all have nothing but safe fun and merry-making!
Monday, December 15, 2014
Sunday, December 14, 2014
Saturday, December 13, 2014
Say "Cheesecake" Please
Due to writing and grandma busyness, I'm re-issuing one of my better food blogs this week:
Friday, December 12, 2014
Just Call Me Grumpy
Just Call Me Grumpy
The week was pretty good, really. Sunday night we went with Adam and Sam to
the company holiday party. Adam won the
BIG gift of the evening-50” Visio TV.
Steve won a new drill-he now wants to know where I’ll allow him to
practice drilling holes into what walls.
Just so you know, not happening. One of his co-workers did suggest
sarcastically that we re-think replacing the safe that was pulled out of the
wall, that way he could drill holes and bolt another one into the same spot.
That is not happening either-it didn’t do us a bit of good
the first time.
By the end of the evening I realized 2 things: One is that even with my PT working miracles
on my sciatic nerve on Friday morning, if I wear my 1-1/2” chunky 10 year old
pumps and stand up on them for over an hour, that few moments of less pain goes
By the time we left, I found myself waiting for our car in
bare feet and wishing it was already 8 a.m. and that I was back at PT.
The other thing is that a 50” TV does NOT fit in the back of
my sedan. Poor Adam and Sam had to hold
the box in front of them for the 45 minute trip home.
If you looked at the photos, you’ll know that Steve played
Santa (very well, despite the groans at his puns) and that we looked pretty
good for a couple closer to 60 than ever before!
Monday and Tuesday were filled with PT, taking the boys to
art class, getting a haircut, having lunch with Sarah, getting our security
screens checked out (one was a bit “cock-eyed”) and Steve leaving to visit the
Nadel side of the family that resides in Santa Rosa.
However, the “grumpy” event has to do with a visit to our lab
for my normal 6 week blood work.
Every time I go there seems to be a shortage of techs, a
full room and the worst part: The 2
techs that are there seem to think that for every patient they see that they
deserve a 10 minute break to crab about how much work they have to do!
Even those who made appointments were joining those of us
“walk-ins” at making faces over how long we were sitting there! The woman next to me said she made an
appointment two weeks prior, got there 20 minutes early and had been sitting
there 20 minutes after the appointment time!
Another gentleman looked at me and said, “I’m telling them
I’m going to get some coffee at Starbucks and will be back.”
I came prepared with my latest JoAnne Fluke mystery. My smartphone couldn’t get a signal in there,
so I was glad that I grabbed it as I turned on the alarm system and left the
After an hour and 10 minutes a tech called me back, drew my
blood and then handed me a paper asking me to “rate” my experience.
They do this every time.
Every time I come home, log on and rate them. No one ever calls to apologize, nothing
changes and I always wish I could go somewhere (anywhere) else to get this
It’s like I say to Steve when he’s made me watch a really
bad movie and then wants to know if I like it:
No, no I didn’t-there’s time off my life that I will never get back.
Monday, December 08, 2014
this month's Senior Reporter profile is on artist and entrepreneur Enzie Shahmiri:
Pages 3 and 4: http://www.sunset-publishing.com/issues/diane-dec-2014.pdf
Sunday, December 07, 2014
First Jewish Santa
Moving on From Turkey Day
The leftovers are now gone-what's the next holiday table going to be laden with?