My new walker came yesterday. My homemaker helped me put the wheels on, which was all the assembly it needed. It is fantastic. Very sturdy, very well made it seems, and comfortable as a seat. Cannot wait to go outside and try it out, but have to wait for a better body-working day. 😦
A quote from an article in today’s New York Times Morning Newsletter:
“Beginning in the 1850s, the country’s European settler government punished children who spoke the language at school and isolated Maori families by embedding them in white neighborhoods. New Zealand declared Maori an official language in 1987, but by then most of its speakers were older.”
I think the thing that really began to turn me away from religion, before I decided I am actually an atheist, was the move ‘Hawaii’. I was incensed at the treatment the missionaries doled out. It really made me think about the arrogance and self-righteousness of Christians. How many cultures have they tried to destroy the languages and traditions of? Your way is not the only way, it is not the better way, it is just one way to deal with the world. It’s like most things; your right to your beliefs ends when it begins to infringe on my beliefs. Your right to not wear a mask or get vaccinated ends when it infringes on my health and well-being. If you want to believe in a certain version of ‘god’, fine, but do it in your own space. You don’t have the right to force me to believe what you believe. If you don’t want to wear a mask or get vaccinated, fine, but keep to your own space. You don’t get to contaminate mine and risk my health or my loved ones health or your own loved ones health, for that matter. How many have died because an unvaccinated or unmasked loved one infected them. Your rights do not trump my rights. If you choose to reject science, expect to be excluded from things. It was your own choice that excluded you. Okay, this is a bit rambling/ranting, but this article just made me angry and frustrated. Sorry about that, except not really. I am so over self-centered, ‘why yes, I do choose to be ignorant’, selfish morons.
On the bright side, took Miss G to the vet yesterday, and she is very healthy, except for needing to loose a bit of poundage. She just does not get enough exercise, poor baby. I do not over feed her, and couldn’t if I wanted to, cause she is an extremely picky eater and really does not even eat all of her food in a day. So switching to a weight-loss Blue Buffalo. It only comes in chicken, but it’s the only grain-free one I could find. Hate to even change, because she is doing so well on the Wilderness varieties I mix together and feed her. Had to buy it from Amazon, too, because would have to buy waaaay too much to get free shipping from Chewy, which is my usual supplier. Once I can go back to her normal food, it will be back to Chewy, cause I am really happy with them.
Lunched out and went to Walmart before vet visit. Ate a a place with no masks and no distance seating, but they had an empty separate room for larger parties, so I insisted on being seated there, away from everyone. It’s always a risk, but after so long being just here on my own and never going out at all, I really do not want to not get to have lunch out with my friend Tess, or anybody else, if I knew anybody else who wanted to lunch with me
Hate going to Walmart, but just have had to give up on my principles if I ever want to get anything I need. I’ve spent most of my adult life trying to be a responsible citizen, and buying organic, humanely raised, etc., wherever possible, and not giving my money to the greedy jackasses out there, but choices keep getting narrower and narrower. It’s true what they say, humanity, you can’t fix stupid, and we seem to have stupidity going on to the max.
But it was a good and fun day, and me and the vet and the assistant had a lot of laughs. You can have fun anywhere, even when your baby is getting shot. Shots. LOL She behaved so very well, too. Did not even flinch when she got the injection, or he was poking around her innards or her ears or whatever. She is such a good girl, even is she is no longer tiny and cute. She weighs 13 pounds. Thirteen. Good grief Gertrude. No wonder it is excruciatingly painful when she walks on me. Yes, she like to walk and stand on me. Owwwwww. Do they make treadmills for cats, do you think?
Social Security Benefits Will Increase by Almost 6 Percent in 2022
Wow, I’m going to be rich.
“The cost-of-living adjustment (COLA) will amount to an additional $92 a month for the average retired worker.” One year I got a raise, and by the time they figured all my whatever, I wound up with less money than the year before.
Here’s an article about it that tells how much people will get. I am in the middle, not the top.
Went out with Tess, ate at Panera (autumn squash soup, omg), went to the dollar store, but they were all out of dollars. Got some square-box tissues and some Yardley soap. I love Yardley soap. Lots of pain, in spite of taking Aleve this morning. Don’t know what I am doing wrong, but ow.
Came back here and showed Tess some shows online that she might like, and during same, she was playing laser light with Gertrude. Gertrude is totally addicted and jumps up on the coffee table and tries to get me to play with her, but it hurts my hands, and the new one with off/on switch does not come til tomorrow. Anyway, every time she jumped up, Tess picked up the laser toy and played with her. DO NOT ENCOURAGE THE CAT. Please. She drives me batty over it already. Try to do something on the laptop with a cat’s butt in your face.
Reading my newsletters, came across this. Was going to watch Squid Game til I read the CC was NOT what was actually said, so this came at just the right time. Another thing I had no idea about.
Having a really not great day. No idea why. Had a weird dream last night where someone was dragging me by my feet and I was trying to call out but no sound came out. After several tries I was able to cry louder and louder til I woke myself up, and immediately thought ‘I hope the neighbors didn’t hear that’. 🙂 Started the day okay, pain gradually started up and got worse until all I could do was lay on the couch ouching (as in ‘ow’, not c-ouching. LOLOL) and being miserable and trying to sleep through it. So I did sleep a bit and dreamed an entire mystery movie, which I completely forgot less than five minutes after I woke up. It was pretty good, too, I seem to remember. Weird day. Pain a bit better, but still pretty incapacitated by it. Am going to order in, I think, because making food is just not on. Don’t have any ‘throw them into the toaster oven to heat up’ things on hand, darn it. Oh, well.
Back hurts a lot, but I am getting things done and working on a routine to get me through the day without just laying on the couch reading. So far, it’s an all-good half day in a row. 🙂
Had to close the window night before last because freezing in here, and opened it again today. Fresh air is one of my favorite things.
Miss G did not go to the vet yesterday, because she decided hiding in an ‘inaccessible to anyone but her’ place was a better idea. Rescheduled. Did do lunch at Panera, and Tess wanted to try the Cinnamon Crunch Latte, but of course the espresso machine was down. Could you not just use regular coffee? Apparently not. Then Walmart, which I have just given up on boycotting, because sometimes you just need things, right, and it doesn’t really do any good anyway, when you are practically the only one doing the boycott. Got a new umbrella, cause my old one is in really bad shape and you can’t use the folding one like a cane and carrying a cane and an umbrella is a pain. So new umbrella, new neck cushion because it seems memory foam hardens up after awhile and it was hurting my neck. Not really the reason to have a neck pillow. Also got some kitty slippers. They are hanging to dry after washing because always wash everything before you wear/use it, and they seem to hold a quart of water each so will be awhile before I can model them. But they have cute ears which Miss G is going to love.
If you follow Barack Obama on Instagram, he posted some pictures of him at various White House science fairs, and I could not help asking myself, ‘could you imagine the orange disgrace in any of these pictures?’. I think not. I liked Obama (and Biden, yes I like Joe Biden) because they are real people. They act like real people, and I hope you know what I mean by that. Pictures below.
Here’s some things relevant to me that I found on boredpanda.com.
Obama and Biden
Who would you rather have in charge? Those guys, or this one? I know who I’d want.
Not so great today, but still not as bad as I have been. After not having any good days at all for some time, I have had two in the same week, and today is a semi-good day, too. It’s Tess and Ed day, so I got a few groceries, a fish sandwich from McD’s, which is our Sunday treat. Not sure why, but we have it every Sunday. AND they put together my trampoline. We all three tried it out, too. Fun times. Would do a picture if the house wasn’t still a freaking disaster area, but here’s Miss G from this morning when I was on the phone with Tess.
Better today, finally, btw. No idea why, but not complaining.
There’s an article in today’s CrimeReads newsletter.
Saw this movie (Wait Until Dark) in the theater when it first came out way back a long time ago, (Alley Oop Oop, Oop Oop, Oop Oop.) and at one point _everyone_ in the room gave a huge gasp. It was that kind of movie, and if you ever get a chance to watch it, I highly recommend it. No gore, either. I don’t care for gore.
The other thing is yesterday a man was killed when something flew off a truck into his car. This happened to a neighbor when we lived in NH. He was driving down the highway when a pipe flew off the truck in front of him and impaled him. How horrible. He left a wife and two young children, too. Be careful who is in front of you on the highway. Or behind you. I was once forced to take an exit off 95 South in NH when two semis came up behind me and made a game of forcing me to go faster and faster until I just took the next exit to get away from them. I was truly frightened.
Anyway, better today so far, and figured out how to make the cinnamon crunch latte from Panera and the cinnamon syrup came yesterday so I had one this morning. Yum. Not as good as theirs, but still yum. Cinnamon syrup is easy to make yourself, too, I’ve discovered, so will do that as soon as I stock up on cinnamon sticks. You sort of smash up 7 cinnamon sticks to shreds and put in pot with 2 cups each sugar and water. Bring to a barely boil on low, reduce and simmer 4 minutes and let sit overnight. Strain, pour into clean container and there you go. Found the recipe on homebargirl.com. Oh I didn’t do the whipped cream on top or anything, cause mine didn’t come that way at Panera anyway. I don’t do sweet drinks, but this one is very nice and not too sweet. I just added a splash of the syrup, but you can add it to taste. Strong coffee and light cream or half and half. Okay, I’m done. “_
My favorite month. The colors! The cool air. The smell of wood smoke drifting in the windows. Apples. Something about October just sings to me.
Pumpkins, lovely orange pumpkins. I grew pumpkins one year, and right before halloween, someone stole every single one of them.
Way back when, there was an old man up near Wrentham who sold very old varieties of apples. We liked to try as many different ones as we could. There was an apple tree in our back yard, too, and I tried to sort of give it a kick start, but it didn’t really put out much fruit. Don’t even know what variety it was.
Oh, and winter squash. I love winter squash. I think I’m hungry. LOL
My cousin Glenda, who was a few years older than me, and I, used to rake the leaves from the huge cottonwood tree in my gramma’s front yard, into rooms. One huge floor plan, made of leaves. The smell of fallen leaves, and the crunch when you walk through them. What’s not to love about October? Soon will be the fun holidays. Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas. Makes me wish I was a kid again sometimes. The best part of Christmas, though, was when the kids were young. Watching their excitement and agony over having to wait to open presents. One year we bought the eldest a stereo, in a huge box, and she was going mad trying to figure out what it was. I miss those days sometimes. Anyway, it’s October, and I am happy. 🙂 Happy October, everyone!