Good Comes Out of Everything

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Had a bit of a disaster yesterday.  Actually, the night before.  The water heater broke and was flooding the downstairs.  Maintenance came at nine to see what was going on.  Shut off hot water.  Next morning, landlord comes by and says plumber will be here later.  Hooray.  Plumber comes.  Looks familiar, but???  Ask him to look at bathroom sink while he’s here.  ‘I’m a plumber.  I’m here.  Tell me everything you are having plumbing issues with.’  So my bathroom sink got unclogged.  You can no longer remove the center thingy to clean it out, you have to take it apart underneath and THEN take the center thingy out. Remember when you could take your car engine apart and put it back together again, then they made cars so you had to take them to be serviced with the computer stuff.  They really, really want your money, people.  Anyway, I just happened to mention the kitchen sink.  New sprayer barely works, faucet drips.  You need a new faucet.  I have one in the truck.


It’s so purty.  And separate hot/cold handles.  I like separate hot/cold handles.

‘You’ve been here before’, say I, ‘but I don’t remember why’.  ‘I thought that too.’ says he.  Mentioned closet looked neat empty.  Water heater lives in the closet, btw.  Got a nice new one with a better drain in case it breaks.  Old one (ten years old or less, I forget) cracked straight down the back.  He said they are now built to last six to ten years.  Did I mention they really want your money?  I said the landlord doesn’t really fix things unless it’s a disaster like this.  He is supposed to fix/replace the kitchen floor.  Not done.  And change the central air filters. It’s been years.  YEARS!   ‘Oh,’ says Neil/Neal? the Plumber, ‘that’s why I was here.  It was me who changed them last time.’  Can you change it now?  Yep, has a filter in truck.

I don’t know what plumbers get paid, but he earned every penny.  Up and down stairs, in and out to the truck.  Hauling out the old water heater, hauling in the new one.  At least we have an elevator in the building.  Lots of work, and it was about six hours altogether.  He said he likes being a plumber because today nothing wanted to work and yet he managed to overcome all the obstacles and fix everything and was happy.  I, too, love a challenge and like to make things work.  I do not want to be a plumber, however.  🙂

Point being, what started out as a disaster, with a soaking wet closet carpet (I hate wall to wall), got me a new heater that will drain down and out if it breaks, an unclogged sink, a new faucet, and a clean central-air filter.  Good comes out of everything.  Yep, it really does.  🙂


Gave up watching it.  Started out so cool, I loved the character and the snark and the sarcasm, and just the whole premise was intriguing.  But it has turned stupid.  Lucifer has become a super-whiny, self-absorbed idiot, the female lead’s acting is getting worse and worse, and I cannot bear the pathologist.  What an annoying and unnecessary character.  So goodbye Lucifer, it was fun while it lasted.  Been binging for a couple of weeks, but done, done, done.

I have started binging ‘The Good Place’ because Kristin Bell, but even it is getting dumber as it goes along.  Whatever happened to good and clever writing?  Maybe I’m just jaded, who knows.

Illness wise, things are just going from bad to worse.  I am so over pain and exhaustion, but they are not over me by a long shot.  Well, crap.


Woo and Hoo

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FYI, I replaced the battery in my Kindle keyboard.  My newer, refurbished one, just in case it didn’t work.  It worked.  It works.  My older keyboard was my first ever Kindle, and it has been used almost daily for years.  Since September 25, 2011.  I love it so much.  I tried the paperwhite, and gave it to DD.  I have a newer gen with the touch screen, and I hate it, too.  I have an older no-keyboard one which makes my hands hurt to hold it.  So when my both keyboards started rebooting every other page, I finally decided to retire them. Broken-heartedly. I originally bought the refurbished one in case the original died, since it was having slooooow issues.   Stupid Amazon for stopping making them.

Anyway, it occurred to me:  if you can buy refurbished Kindles, why can’t _I_ refurbish mine?  Googled, googled some more, and low and behold, success.  Contains link to buy new battery, and I’ve ordered another to fix my old and beloved first keyboard, the one with the decal girl van Gogh’s almond tree cover.  Be still my heart.  You do need a precision screwdriver, which a friend had one, but I have since ordered my own Precision Screwdriver Set by Katzco

Here’s the directions:

I am my own tech support.  LOLOL

Decided to Make a Little Post Again

Got a new homemaker today.  Raquel.  People want to call her Rachel because Raquel is too hard.  Seriously, people?  How rude can you be, and how hard is to say Raquel?  Not hard at all.  Jeez.  She’s young and bubbly and very fun to talk to, so I am hoping she stays a while. Nice to have someone to talk to again.


went off last night.  This happens every winter.  The units on the roof are ten bazillion years old, and the landlord has not interest in doing anything about anything, so a valve sticks and cold air just blows in constantly.   Fun times.  So I turned it off, after which it took several minutes to actually shut off.  I was getting nervous that it wouldn’t.  Turned on my fireplace, Lunatic and I got under our two blankets combined, and had a nice night.  It was 50 in here when I got up.  Turned off the fireplace, turned on the emergency heat, and warmed up to 55.  Yay.  Turned on the heat, and it’s working again.  Every other time, some poor guy has had to go up on the roof and manually unstick the valve.  Very relieved not to have to call, more relieved that heat is working.  I have my fireplace and a little heater fan, so even if the emergency heat did not work, I’d be fine.  Cold, but fine.  🙂  It’s winter.  I do like winter.


Today Is

twelve drummers drumming day, also known as take down the tree day.  I slept really poorly, and so am in a mass of pain today, so I have decided to rename my tree The Winter Tree, and leave it up for a while longer.  Because I can.  It’s my tree, and no needles fall off cause it’s fake. Also, I love the lights.   🙂

It’s 2 degrees, at 5:15pm Eastern.  You really have to feel bad and be worried about people who have to be outside in this kind of weather.  So glad I am not one of them.  Stay warm, people.  Watch out for you neighbors and friends, make sure they are warm and okay.  And give coffee and blankets and whatever else might help to those forced to be outside for any reason. ANY reason.  No judgemental, blame the victim crap here, please.  I’m pretty sure Jesus wouldn’t be doing that shit.

12 drummers drumming

The Sun Has Come Out

It stopped snowing last evening, then we had some serious wind going on.  It is now 7 degrees Fahrenheit, at 9am Eastern.  Move Your Car So We Can Plow guy came around at 8, but fortunately for me, I do not have a car to move.  No going out in the cold for me.  Did go out Wednesday in the cold, but it wasn’t that bad at all.  I do love winter.  Of course, I don’t live where the flooding was.  Freezing cold blizzard, topped by floods.  Fun times for the lucky ones in those areas.  Boston, Scituate, Hull, and more.  It’s salt water, so don’t know if it will freeze in place now or not.  Welcome to our restaurant.  Please bring ice skates. Hope you all are having a great start to the new year, floods or not.  Tomorrow is take down the Christmas tree day.  Easy job.  Fold up the branches and put it back into the box.  🙂2013-12-24 17.50.34

Bit of a storm update.

From the Boston Globe:
epstein5_010118Still snowing like crazy, but apparently it is flooding in many areas, which is not the winter storm norm.  Ha Ha.  I see lot of people dissing global warming, but this is caused by global warming.  The ice is melting at the poles, the oceans are rising, thus flooding.  Thus extremes of temperature. We are having a record long cold stretch here, below freezing since December 24th.  Stronger storms.  It’s not good news, people.     NECN flooding post

Brief aside, saw Urgent Care doctor yesterday as mine was not in.  Nothing serious, not really that urgent, but as he’s reading my chart (I did NOT have blood work done) he said it shows that I have not been eating enough.  I was too surprised to ask how he got that from my chart, but have to call my regular doctor tomorrow and will ask.  That’s puzzling, don’t you think?  Besides, after being on Prednisone for five years, there is no way you could call me underweight.  Anyone who tells you that Prednisone does not cause weight gain has never been on it. Trust me.  I know whereof I speak.  🙂


theskyisfallingWe’re having a snowstorm here in New England. Like the many, many, many snowstorms just like this one (and worse) that we’ve had here in New England. One would think that it’s the Apocalypse from all the hype. News is not about telling you the facts, it’s all about how to get more ratings. How to get more ratings? Try to scare you to death about every little thing that happens, or even might possibly odds are a million to one but still someday maybe could happen. Responsible reporting has gone the way of the passenger pigeon. I love a good snowstorm, and it’s been a few years of really lame ones recently, but they were a regular occurrence for most of the seventeen years I’ve lived here. It’s not like it’s been a hundred years since we had a good storm. Good grief. I don’t even have tv, and I am still just fed up with the irrational hype. Once in New Hampshire, my husband worked three miles from our home, and it took him four hours to get home.  That was snow.  Stay home if you can, having stocked up on no-heat or extra water-needed edibles and bottled or jugged water (if you have lots of jugs hanging around) in case the power goes out, make sure to clear your roof if it starts to get deep up there, and have some sort of emergency heating available, and candles and matches. People survived big storms before we even had stores to buy these things and alarmist reporters and weathermen to make it all seem like the worst thing that ever happened anywhere anytime. So glad I don’t have tv, and an added bonus is I don’t have Trump in my face at every opportunity. I’ve had this laptop on for less than half an hour, and I am already saturated with the hype. It’s everywhere. Chicken Little, anyone? I loved that story when I was a kid.chicken little


A friend’s house, less than a mile from me.100_0922

This below was my first winter in New England.  It snowed for days.  It was glorious.  Started out with these huge flakes just slowly floating down from the sky, and it never stopped.  Or it seemed so, anyway.  It was truly beautiful.  This picture is Peabody, MA. after the storm.  Can’t find any of my town.  Not great at Search, maybe?

feb 27 1969 peabody ma

Out my window right now, holding up the curtain, followed by a link to snowstorm article, if you’re interested.


It’s New Year’s Eve

My advice for the new year, don’t do resolutions. You’re just setting yourself up for failure from the start. I do hope 2018 is better than 2017. I hope we take back our country from the greed-driven, money obsessed people who have lied and cheated their way to the top. Vote this year. In every election. Vote. Get them out of office, even if their office is dog catcher. Happy New Year, everybody.



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I am finally having a half-way decent day.  Pain and exhaustion are not fun.  My homemaker came for three hours today, to make up for Monday.  I told him he had his work cut out for him.  Then I had to explain what that means.  He’s so cute.  He cleaned everything.  He cleaned to stove and the burner trays and the burners.  Did not ask him to do that.  Did a great job on everything, too.  Glad I kept him.  He and Lunatic did not start out well, but just keep getting better and better.  Would have missed out if I had decided against them.

I am eating lamb vindaloo from Trader Joe’s.  I love Trader Joe’s.  Lamb Vindaloo was mentioned in Red Dwarf, so when I saw it I went for it.  It is very good, and set-your-mouth-on-fire hot.  I like hot.

Watched the last season of Broadchurch after refreshing myself on what went before.  What a good show.  I wonder if there will be more.  Looking forward to more Shetland, if it ever gets to Netflix.  The last season of Longmire is up, too.  Looking forward to that.  There are some really good shows out there, and it is so great to watch without commercials.  Binge-watching is now my fav thing.  Me and Lunatic and a blanket on the couch.  It’s a good thing.

Hope you all had a great Christmas, or Solstice, or whatever you celebrate.  I’m Solstice, myself,  with the Christmas tree and all.  🙂  Happy Holidays everyone.

50: what’s an odd thing you collect?


Don’t know how odd it is, but I collect information.  I am an information junkie.  I have a ton of bookmarks, and a ton of hard-copy info on just about any subject you can imagine.  I like to know things, I guess.  🙂

Here is something that bothered me:  “Fans have been criticizing the studio producing the Fantastic Beasts sequel, and J.K. Rowling, for the decision to keep Johnny Depp on the cast in light of allegations of domestic abuse made by his ex-wife Amber Heard. ”

Men are pigs.  I get that.  But allegations are not proof, and what happened to ‘innocent until proven guilty’?  All of a sudden, men everywhere are being condemned, fired, ostracized for things that have been ‘alleged’.  When several women allege something, I tend to believe them, but at the same time, we need to be sure of what we’re doing.

Remember the Daycare Child Abuse craze several years ago.  Ridiculous allegations were brought and people were even imprisoned for things that there was no actual evidence or proof of.  Lives were ruined because of what sounds a lot like some form of mass hysteria.

Maybe I just think too much.  Oh, well.

49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought?

vinyl record

I used to.  Belonged to all those record clubs (buy one, get 10,00 free).  Well, maybe not 10,000, and not really free.  But when my husband left, he took my records and my record player, among other things, so then later I bought cd’s.  Now I have a bunch of cd’s I never play, because YouTube.  You can find any music on YouTube.

So after moving to 3 mg Prednisone last Wednesday, I went through several days of pain, so much that I cancelled my homemaker yesterday and slept til 3:30 pm.  Much better today.  It takes a while for my body to adjust to the lower dose, and it is not fun during the process.

Went to Thanksgiving dinner at the restaurant with DD2 on Thursday.  Fancy schmancy place  in downtown Providence, not far from Atwell’s Avenue, with the pineapple.

Here’s what I wrote my friend Tess about it.

“Very nice place, attached to the Omni Hotel, across the street from The Providence Journal building.  Very posh, very loud.  Need some sound-proofing tiles or something.  Dinner was good.  Not spectacular, but very good.  Turkey was so-so,  more like processed turkey, but the veg were really good.   Real mashed potatoes, cubed sweet potatoes cooked with something tasty and not completely covered with marshmallow stuff, and green beans perfectly cooked with onions, bacon and sliced toasted almonds. Kris took the leftovers home.  Not the turkey, just the veg. Stuffing good, cranberry sauce had orange and cinnamon, very nice.  We ordered both desserts and split them.  The pumpkin cheesecake was nice, but not really cheesecakey, and the carrot cake was delicious and no nuts, which made Kris happy.

But the star of the dinner was the Lobster Bisque, made with tomato.  We wanted to order a gallon to take home.  Oh, man was that stuff good. A really lovely cocktail, kind of like a margarita but with sugar on the rim, and stuck on with some kind of juice, cranberries on the stirring stick.  It was really good. Merry Berry, it was called.  I’d order that again in a flash.  That and the lobster bisque, oh, yeah. I would just order those if I ever went back.”
Seriously, that lobster bisque was amazing.  It was quite an expensive dinner, but was worth it just to spend the time with DD2 and go to some place snazzy.  Service was incredibly slow, at one point we were wondering if they remembered we were there. But a nice experience over all.
It has gotten much colder recently, with the occasional warmer day here and there.  Hoping for some snow this winter.  I like snow.  I don’t have to shovel or drive in it.  🙂  I’d still liked it back when I did, though.
Luna and I are getting along swimmingly, except for the odd times she attacks me.  Haven’t figured out what that’s about.  Is she playing, frightened, startled, what?  Still very happy I adopted her, though.  She is great company and wants to sit with me all the time.
Hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving, if you celebrate it.  Later.

48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today?

Sorry to say it was my dad when he was drinking.  He was a violent alcoholic, and I was terrified a good deal of the time.  Not-drinking, he was the sweetest, kindest, do anything for you, shy man.  Not really afraid of much now, maybe the thought of some random bug crawling on me.

Turns out I don’t really have any business casual clothes.  After years of just being here by myself and only going out to casual eateries, my wardrobe consists of jeans, sneakers, and tee shirts, pretty much.  No way to go shopping, either.  Maybe I could color my sneakers black with magic markers, but the pants thing doesn’t really have a fix, and I only own one skirt, and there is not top that goes with it.  I am hopeless.  Illness changes your life in ways you don’t even really realize.

A Learning Day

Turns out my homemaker is a Muslim, so today we had a very interesting talk about religion and me being atheist and all.  He is very knowledgeable for someone so young, although maybe all Muslims are.  He is the first I have interacted with that I am aware of, and definitely the first I have discussed religion with.  Learned some things, one of which is how alike all major religions are.  How ironic is it that we all share the same basic beliefs, and yet use any small differences as excuses to hate and even murder each other.  You just can’t seem to get past the basic flaw in humanity, which is hate, kill, look down upon any and every one who is not exactly like yourself.  Sad.  If there is a god, and he did create us, either he made a huge error somewhere along the process, or if he made us like himself, he is a very flawed character.  I am happier being atheist.

I did feel it necessary to question one thing.  The Koran seems to condemn homosexuality, like the Bible does.  So if, as he says, the Koran is the last written of the four major books of religion, and the most unchanged and perfect, is it implying that, if god made each of us, that in the case of homosexuals, he made a mistake?  God was wrong?  How can that be if god is omnipotent and perfect and does not make mistakes?  Seems a bit of a contradiction there, at least to me.  He didn’t really have a good rebuttal for that, and I think it made him uncomfortable, which was not my intent, but if I have a question, I’m going to ask it, cause I have no tact, as my friend Beth delights in reminding me frequently.  No tact and no filters.  Religion puzzles me, because it does seem that it used for hate more than for good, in spite of what the religious people would have you believe.  I am proud to be atheist.  I do my best to do the right thing and treat people with kindness and compassion, because it is the right thing to do, not because some religion tells me I should.  If I only do right because I’m afraid of retribution, then I am not really a good person.

Lots to think about.  I do love a good discussion, and very few people seem open to discussing things without getting angry or resentful.  Discussions are not arguments, they are exchanges of views, sometimes heated exchanges, but not angry or malicious exchanges.  We don’t talk enough, we don’t hear other people’s views enough, without our defenses going up.  There’s nothing to defend against.  Your point of view is yours, mine is mine, and I learn from hearing yours, as I would hope you learn from hearing mine.  Doesn’t mean minds are changed, or attempts made to change them.  Okay.  Done.



47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe?

okraOkra.  Definitely okra.  Probably liver, too, but definitely okra.  Ick.

Re yesterday’s menu, the only thing on there that I don’t approve of is marshmallows on sweet potatoes.  No. No, no, no.  My dad made the best candied sweet  potatoes, with nary a marshmallow in sight.  He cooked the potatoes, peeled and sliced them, and layered them with butter, maple syrup, brown sugar, cinnamon, and nutmeg.  Then he baked them til the top was crispy.  He used a 13×9 pan, cause there were five of us, plus guests.  Too deep and the potatoes don’t get the right finish.  My dad was a fabulous cook, so was his dad.  He even made his own waffle cutter for fries, among other things.  He made a steak roll, with some kind of bread stuffing in it, that was fantastic.  Oh, I must be hungry.  LOL  Lemon meringue pie.  Deep-fried shrimp.  Onion rings.  My mom, on the other hand made pickled watermelon rind, watery spaghetti sauce, other barely edible things, with the occasional spectacular dish, like pot au feu, which was the best thing ever invented in the world.  I make great toast.  I used to cook a lot, and always from scratch, but once I became ill, it sort of fell by the wayside.  I miss cooking sometimes, but it’s just not on, except for the rare good day when everything comes together.  Guess I’m done for now.