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Archive for 20 January 2011
Tell Me Again….
…..just WHY did I get out of bed this morning? 
First, I woke up WAY too early. Well, truthfully, I stayed awake WAY too late. I am going to have to blame Chris for that. It IS all HER fault! Really! She’s the one who recommended the book, after all!
Second, after trying to talk to the Mr’s doc for the past few days, he finally called. While I was in the shower. I’m tellin’ ya…they have some sort of secret vision that they just KNOW when you aren’t going to be able to answer the phone!
Third, I made my way over to the hospital and got my super sized, vanilla latte’, with cinnamon. Am I the only person who can manage to get a splinter from a stir stick? Can’t be. sigh… Those teeniney splinters can be quite painful, don’cha know.
Fourth, I manage to make it up to the Mr’s room, just in time to disturb the pharmacist, get in the way of housekeeping, and watch ‘em suck blood out of the Mr’s neck. *chibber* So, after everyone was finally gone, I bent down to pick something up off the floor, and promptly knocked over that still HOT, super sized, vanilla latte’ with the cinnamon sprinkles on top….all over the nice clean floor.
Fifth, after managing not to destroy anything else, or even knock the Mr out of his bed, we both decided it would probably be wise for me to head home before the nasty weather set in. I get to the parking garage….and can’t find my truck. I know I’m on the right level cuz it’s the same level I always park on, but said truck is not in sight. After walking in a huge circle, I see the rear of the truck. I don’t remember parking that FAR from the door.
Sixth, since I was extremely hungry, and McDonald’s (ugh) was on the correct side of the road, I thought a burger would be a good idea. Adding the small fries was not such a good idea, but what the heck. Hungry is hungry. Somehow or another, when I got to the window to pay, I was a tad confused. That’s an awful lot to pay for a burger and small fries. I look at the receipt, and lo and behold, the young lady had doubled my order. So, while she got the manager to fix the problem, cars were piling up behind me. sigh… I finally got my correct change, and my correct order, and managed to pull out of the drive without getting hit. Yay me!
Seventh, somehow, I managed to drive the rest of the way home, without any mishaps or severe damage being done to myself, or those around me. Which is truly surprising since every single dark colored vehicle on the road was sans headlights. Gray day….dark vehicle….turn yer flippin’ lights one! However, once I got into the garage, turned off the truck, took all the stuff out of said truck, I failed to remember how my day had been going so far, and attempted to lug everything in the house, in one trip. Do you know that jamming previously wounded (splinter) pinkie finger hurts? Yep…sure does! Good thing I don’t really use it a great deal, but just enough to remember how great my day has been….so far. And all this….before 1:00.
I am now happily ensconced in my recliner….TRYING to get that dadburn splinter out! And praying I don’t trip over a cat, or my own feet, or something equally bizarre happens, at some point during the rest of the day.
On the bright side….the Mr is making progress, and doesn’t need me hovering around. He said so. 
And considering the catastrophe I was while up there, I can surely understand him wanting some peace. Heh.
Concealer
Yesterday morning, when I walked into the hospital’s coffee bar, the girl behind the counter said “Wow, you obviously finally got some rest!” My response….with a smile, “Concealer.”
Now, most women know what I mean, and most husband SHOULD know what that is, but for those of you who don’t…. Concealer is that little magic tube of makeup type stuff that conceals minor flaws….like dark circles and bags under your eyes when you don’t get enough sleep. Ok, so it doesn’t exactly conceal completely, but it’s a good start.
That got me to thinking. How many times in our lives to we use some sort of ‘concealer’. There are things we just don’t want people to know about us. I’m basically an open book, but there are many things about me that people don’t know. Frankly, cuz it’s none of their flippin’ business.
There are a few folks who have basically got the big picture, the Mr for one. Why would I try to conceal anything from the man I’m suppose to trust with my life? Doesn’t make sense. So, he knows some of the worst about me. My pastor and a few select friends know a lot, but not everything. And honestly, there are things I just don’t remember, for a variety of reasons.
So, when I started thinking about this, it occurred to me, our so called political leaders use a lot of ‘concealer’. And I mean a LOT! They cover the ugly parts they don’t want you to see, but they are still there, and eventually, come to the surface. Many will keep slapping on more and more concealer, in other words, lie….repeatedly, and expect us all to see and hear, only what they want us to see and hear. We are too stupid to see through the facade, don’t ya know. Haven’t they pretty much told us that, time and time again?
Take for example the comments Steve Cohen made on the House floor.
“They don’t like the truth so they summarily dismiss it,” he said. “They say it’s a government takeover of healthcare. A big lie just like [Nazi propaganda minister Joseph] Goebbels. You say it enough and you repeat the lie, repeat the lie, repeat the lie until eventually people believe it. Like blood libel, that’s the same kind of thing.
“The Germans said enough about the Jews and people believed it, and you have the Holocaust,” he added. “You tell a lie over and over again.”
Here we have a Jewish man, comparing his fellow Americans with Goebbels. Nice. Real flippin’ nice. The problem is, it’s not the GOP that are spewing the lies, and expecting WE, The People to buy into them. That would be YOUR side of the aisle, Stevie! You see, WE have actually READ the bill. Have you? Thank you, once again, for embarrassing the state of Tennessee.
Of course, he did try to do some back peddling. I’m afraid you can’t get the toothpaste back in the tube.
Then we have one of the ‘queens of concealer’, Shelia Jackson Lee. Definitely one of my favorites. /snark Here we have the type of person who will use other people, even through a big fat lie, to attempt to slap down one of the more intelligent people who has interviewed her. One of the HUGE problems is that, it’s all crap! When someone shows up at a hospital, with a trauma, or seriously ill, they are NOT ever turned away. DESPITE their ability to pay.
Just a side note: There are people who use emergency rooms as their family clinic. Illegals come to mind. They are not turned away, even though they don’t pay, and as a consequence, many hospitals have had to close their doors, denying those who could, or would, pay, adequate health care.
Bureaucracies do not save lives. Never have, never will. This bill is nothing more than one huge bureaucracy, with the ability to control your life. Lies. And they keep repeating them. Sadly, many have not attempted to see through the ‘concealer’ to what is really underneath.
If, on the off chance, that Cohen or Lee has actually READ the entire bill, that too speaks volumes about their ability to think rationally, as a freedom loving American. I don’t believe either of them to be such a person. Which is why, imho, they push so hard to deny the rest of us the freedoms granted to us by the Almighty, Himself.
There is not enough concealer in the world to cover all the “flaws” that came out of the Democrat controlled Congress. We see through it!
