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Sometimes I think we're all tightrope walkers suspended on a wire two thousand feet in the air, and so long as we never look down we're okay, but some of us lose momentum and look down for a second and are never quite the same again: we know. ~Dorothy Gilman The Tightrope Walker |
| Well, I have thrush, of all things. Dern. I'm not all that miserable, just a little funny feeling, and evidently don't need to get around any more people than I can help for about a week. That suits ME fine. Ha! The Olympic Winter Games are on and I love watching them, so it's more of a pleasure than usual to sit around the house and do nothing. Saturday I went to lunch with these girls I went to high school with. This was before I knew I had the thrush - I went to the doctor Saturday afternoon. It's hard to coordinate schedules as you can imagine. We usually don't meet up but 3 or 4 times a year. It's kind of amusing as to the children situation: Susan has none (her husband died early), Nita has one, Jeanette has two, I have three, and Delena has four. Did we do that on purpose? Not at all. In fact, for years Nita and Jeanette both only had one, but Jeanette popped up and very obligingly had another three years ago just so we could share this amusing anecdote about our group. Wasn't that sweet? Ha! If she heard me say that, I wouldn't be here to write another blog entry. Susan went to get a dog - I think she wound up with a Lab - something Lab-ish anyway. All of the available dogs had already been named and there was one with her late husband's name, Mack. She felt that they were meant to be together and have been happy ever since. Delena's daughter had a birthday and they are having a swimming party at the indoor pool at the Y. I've been to that Y, it's nice. Jeanette's son goes to Catholic school and built a Mardi Gras float from a wagon for their parade and we saw pictures. Nita's daughter has always said something for us to be amused by. So, that's the news from the get-together. Now you know what I know. " . . .my doctor says I have a malformed public duty gland and a natural deficiency in moral fiber . . ." Douglas Adams |
| I have been addicted to several things over the years. I have the tendency toward addiction, you understand. I got lucky that I never started on any of the typical substances people usually think of in connection with addiction because I'd probably be dead by now. Once I get addicted to something I tend to stay addicted to it. Of course, what I get addicted to, there aren't any twelve step programs for. I've been addicted to Diet Mountain Dew for about 30 years. I think I started drinking it the year it came out, but I'm not positive of that. I "get off" Diet Mountain Dew periodically. I just spent about a year drinking only about one or two a month, but right now I have a refrigerator full and I am almost wallowing in the pleasure of drinking them again. Chow mein noodles are a weird thing to be addicted to but I went through that phase. I confess that this was more of pregnancy thing when I was expecting Anna Claire, who is 16 now. I actually got tired of them before it was over with and it's been a while since I had any. The texture was what I had a problem with, but I couldn't quit! After AC was born, this one went away, thank goodness. Chocolate! Need a say more? It has kept me out of jail for murder many many times. I say all that to say this: my most recent addiction is in the form of cashews. My husband is diabetic and he is always trying out new things that he can actually eat that won't elevate his blood sugar, and nuts wound up being something he liked. He went through a big almond period and then got tired of them and kind of went through all the nuts. I went through them with him so I could add my opinion and see if I found anything I liked. They say you are supposed to add nuts and seeds to your diet. Well, my friends, cashews have really struck my fancy. I had no idea they were so good. I think there must be some nutrient in cashews that my body needs because I just can't quit eating them. I have googled this and it seems that they do have a lot of nutrients in them and prevent cancer. So I just keep right on being addicted to them. So there! Cashews. Who knew? |
| My life right now though . . . wow. I have 125 Altoid tins sitting in a box: the small Altoid tins. I have somewhat of an addiction to Altoids (Somewhat? I can hear my family saying). I don't know, I just like Altoids, and I have somewhat of a fixation on having fresh breath. Anyway, I never used to save the tins. I have been buying them for so many years there would be nowhere to put them if I saved every one. However, I have a friend who wound up with a recipe for homemade lip balm and thought my empty Altoid tins were just the thing to put individual dollops into for Christmas presents, so every time I had 3 or 4 empty ones I would give them to her. She kept saying that at Christmastime she would make the lip balm. This was a couple of years ago. Christmastime came and went and she didn't make it. Now, she is my great good friend and I wouldn't trade her for anything. But you know, everybody on earth has their quirks, and hers is that she has a hard time keeping up with things. It struck me that she probably didn't have one clue where a single one of those tins went. Well, dern, I thought. It just happened that my mother had just given all three of my kids some shoes, so I picked the biggest shoebox and started saving the empty tins for her myself. Another Christmas has come and gone with no mention of the lip balm. No matter. At this point I'm kind of enjoying saving my Altoid tins. It's oddly satisfying to see them all sitting there in a row, looking exactly alike. Strangely, we were able to make use of a few of them. One of Matt's teachers said he needed some Altoid tins if anybody had any empty ones. I couldn't get Matt to remember to ask what for - he IS a teenage boy. I had collected 22 at that point, so I told him he could have half of them. I guess 11 Altoid tins is an odd present to send to your kid's teacher, but he did ask for them. Now you know what I know. |
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