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My experience with these poisonous bulbs have been ALL negative. With the exception of the one in the kitchen ceiling, all have burned out in a very short period of time. And the one in the kitchen? I WISH it would burn out! It takes forever to light, and what little light it gives off makes everything look yellow. So, what do I do? I turn on the recessed lights, which brightens up the WHOLE room.
I don’t suppose that anyone in Congress actually did any research on these dangerous bulbs before they foisted them on the public? Naw…didn’t think so.
This morning I had to be at the hospital at 6:30. Naturally, I had to be up at 5 so I could at least get one eye open before stumbling into the shower, right? Plenty of time. Well, I was ready…at 6. We figured if we got over there before the appointment time, we could get out of there sooner. Pfft! We made the 5 minute drive from the motel and got there at 6:40. Ain’t gonna say a word!
Now you know, when they tell ya to be there that early, you can’t eat or drink anything cuz of the tests they are going to subject ya to. Yep. No carbonated caffeine. No coffee. Actually haven’t been drinking any for a few months cuz it was having the opposite affect on me that what it should. Very annoying. But this morning, I would have taken the chance. sigh…. Four and a half hours of sleep is not conducive to a productive Ol’ Broad. Like I’m all that productive to begin with, but you get the picture. UGH! I did brush my teeth though. Don’t think I swallowed too much water during that process.
So, I check in. Sit. Give the woman some info. Sit. Woman comes to take me to the area I need to be. Sit. Sit. Sit. I go get a tube shoved in my arm. Couple of different meds, not of the fun variety either. Get pictures taken of innards. Sit. Sit. Sit. Sit. Sit. Lady comes and takes me to a different room. Stretches me out, puts sticky pads on the bod, and attaches wires. Then comes the fun part that I have been dreading. The infamous chemical stress test. I have been expecting to die from this test. She informs me they have changed the drug from what they use to use, and this one isn’t so bad. Uh huh. Now, having had one of these wondrous tests a couple of years ago, I would honestly rather give birth to a 20 pound bowling ball, than EVER do that again. However, since I can’t be cleared for the knee surgery until I do take one, I really didn’t have a choice.
Imagine my surprise when all I felt was anxiety. No excruciating pain running through my bod. Just a heavy duty case of anxiety. And one whopper of a headache! That’s it? I lost sleep last night worrying about this, and that’s all there is to it??? Cool!
All done with that, and I sit….and wait….and sit….and wait…..and wait…. About an hour later (which was a wee bit more than the promised few minutes) I was taken in for another set of innards pictures. Before and after shots?
So, unless they find some horrible thing hidden somewhere, I SHOULD be cleared for my surgery next week. I’ve decided to wait and bug the heart doc tomorrow to find out. Now? I need a major nap!
Guess how I’m going to be spending most of my summer!
Uh huh. Total knee replacement. Looks like loads of fun, doesn’t it. sigh….
Expect traffic delays in Savannah today. Main Street from Water Street to Pickwick Street through downtown Savannah is blocked to through traffic because of preparations for the 7 p.m. Marshall Tucker Band rock concert. Traffic is being detoured to the Water Street truck route.
As of 8 a.m., delays of 10 to 15 minutes should be expected. Concert tickets for the outdoor event are available at the gate.
Savannah’s ‘downtown’ is not very big. Even during normal times, parking is not all that great. So, I’m wondering, just where are all these people going to be parking this evening? Oh well, I’ve seen Marshall Tucker before, a LONG time ago, so I reckon we’ll just stay home today……. and tonight! And probably tomorrow too! Sure glad the Mr got all his running around yesterday. Besides, it’s gonna be HOT!
FYI: Daryl Worley’s Tennessee River Run
Tickets are also available at select Kroger stores in Corinth, TN, and Savannah, TN, and O’Reilly Auto Parts stores throughout West Tennessee. (Uh….Corinth is in MS, not TN)
Now you know you’ve wanted to smack a liberal around, at least a time or two, right? Don’t lie…you KNOW you have! The lack of logic, the whining, the gimme mentality! And instead of acting on that urge, you behave like an adult and try to rationally talk to said liberal. Well, now, you can express your urge, without ever having to act on it! Brilliant!
When I say hold still, don’t move…. I mean HOLD STILL! DON’T MOVE! sigh….
If ya hadn’t noticed, I’m a bit busy.
And no, Chris, I’m not tellin’ ya till I’m good and ready!
Don’t you love those emails ya get from relatives and friends, featuring the People of Walmart? I have to tell ya, some of the pictures with the captions have me literally in tears from laughing so hard. Well, I got one of those emails today from my brother in law, and yes, tears rolling down the cheeks, cackling like a chicken laying an egg. Well, I thought I’d go look at the site to see what’s new, just for something to do. Well, it’s not like I don’t have anything to do. It’s just that, well, at the time, I didn’t feel like doing it.
For some reason, something called Boxbe has attached itself to my gmail account, and sends out rude emails to some, not all, of my contacts. This is REALLY starting to chap my hide! Does ANYONE know how to get rid of it??????
Ah HA! Thanks to Peter, via Facebook, I know what this annoying thing actually is, and I do think I solved the problem.
The big catch is that Boxbe isn’t actually a spam filter. It doesn’t do anything for spam that may be coming into your regular e-mail account, just the mail that is going to your Boxbe forwarding address. So if you already have a spam problem, this doesn’t look like it’ll be an ample solution. The ideal Boxbe customer is, at least in my opinion, a novice Internet user who’s just starting to use services that require e-mail registration. By plugging a Boxbe address into a social networking site or e-mail list, you can guarantee (according to the company) that you won’t be getting spam from it other than the stuff that you’re demanding cash for. But as for pre-existing spam, nada.
I got the ‘label’ domaflitchy deleted, and I no longer have one of those little icons that says my email is not safe. Not sure how, or who, attached it, but if you’ve gotten a nasty email from me, saying you aren’t ‘approved’, or some nonsense like that….I do apologize! HOPEFULLY, it won’t happen again.
It has come to my attention that Verizon has decided to drop advertising during Glenn Beck’s show on Fox New Channel. I would like to know if this is true. If so, I will be shopping for a new cell phone provider, and advising every person I know to do the same.
I find it rather pathetic when a well known, and respected company succumbs to the whining of a bunch of left wing loons. If this ‘rumor’ is true, your reputation has been damaged. I have convinced many people to use your service, as opposed to the many others out there. I will work doubly hard to convince them to get rid of it as well!
As a side note, I’m fairly sure you didn’t drop your ads from MSNBC when the commentators continuously bashed Bush. Rather hypocritical, don’t you think?
Can you hear me now?
When I started reading the blogs a few years back, I stumbled across a blog called From Where I Sit. It intrigued me because it is written by a fictional character named Elliot Stearns. That fictional character has now come to life in a book titled The Abortionist written by Michael James Caughill.
In this post I reflect on friendships and the internet. Michael James Caughill is one of those who I got to know through Twitter and I finally got to meet him in person a couple of months ago. As a very avid reader, I was a little uptight reading a book written by someone I know – what if it’s bad? What if it’s just so-so? What do I say?
Well, in this case I don’t have to worry about those what-ifs. This book is fantastic!! It a suspense/thriller about a serial killer that takes place in Milwaukee. It is also a love story. It is NOT pro-life or pro-choice…as the author says, it’s pro-thought. The character development is tremendous – I really “got to know” the characters. Above all, it is a spine-tingling blood-chilling page turner. It’s one of those books you just don’t want to put down…you want to find out what happens next.
If you don’t believe me, visit the site – you can read the first five chapters for free!! And if you don’t want to go out and buy the book after reading those first five chapters, there is something seriously wrong with you!
Now I’m just gonna have to buy new towels……………………………………………………………………………………….eventually!
I really liked this mirror. Now, I’m going to have to find a vanity light to sorta match the rest of the little doodads! Hmmm….
Obviously, we aren’t totally finished, as you can see by the mess still on the counter. We’ve got the doors and trim to deal with, and some detail work that Ick refuses to acknowledge and insists I can do on my own. Not a problem. THAT I can do!
Don’t tell him I said so, but he’s done a heck of a job. Some vacation, eh? LOL Well, since he’s going down to the Gulf tomorrow, to spend time with his side of the family, I guess he can relax down there. At least I sure hope so, cuz he sure hasn’t had time to hardly even catch his breath around here. Well, expect for in the morning….cuz, as we all know….
Well, work is progressing along nicely. I know it doesn’t look like it right now, but believe me, the walls were in bad shape under all that wallpaper, holes, some gaping…odd things.
Yeah, it’s a mess, but I’m thinking it’s gonna be pretty nifty when it’s all said and done. Next step, priming the walls, then the paint, then the trim. Sounds like LOADS of fun, doesn’t it. The Ick has been working his hinder off. Me? I typically just get in the way, but, it’s always good to have a second pair of eyes to point any missed spots, right? Heh.
It was a fairly pleasant morning out on the range, unless you consider red clay unpleasant. And after the rain last evening, there was a LOT of that red mud. I may never get it off my sneakers, or socks for that matter. But we didn’t expect to stay sterile, so I suppose it wasn’t too bad.
We picked up a few targets at the club house, chatted with the folks in charge, and headed over to the range. I had been wanting to try out the .32 for a while. So, I figured I’d start with that one. I’ve learned something. I don’t much care for my Barretta .32. At all. You wouldn’t think an itty bitty thing like that would kick the crap outta me. The Mr didn’t have a problem with it, but I sure did. I’ve got a bruise on that place between the thumb and trigger finger. Nope. Don’t like that at all. Two clips, and that was enough of that!
I tried out the Mr’s long barrel looking .22, and that was a WHOLE lot easier. I liked it! Then, I pulled out my Walther P.22 and I like that a WHOLE LOT BETTER! Let’s face it, I’m never going to be a sharp shooter, but for a novice, I suppose I did alright.
As you can probably tell, head shots are NOT my strong suit. sigh… That’s ok, I’ll keep practicing. I suppose I good whack to the neck will be quite effective, bleeding out and all that. Not that I seriously want to off anyone, but if the need arises, I’d like to get it right. The way it looks right now, all I’ll be able to do is seriously piss off the bad guy.
It started getting amazingly humid, and I think we both came close to melting, so it was time to pack it up and go in search of food!
We decided to try someplace totally different, and headed into the little burg of Counce, not to far from the gun club. I’m seriously glad we did! We came across a BBQ place that was pretty doggone tasty. Either that, are we were so hungry, cardboard would have tasted good. Naw….it was pretty good. The beans were kind of strange, a little vinegary, but different strokes and all that. I gave mine a shot of the “hot” sauce. Uh….my lips were burning about 20 minutes later, but my goodness, that was good. Hey, at least my eyelashes weren’t sweating, right?
On our way home, we took a detour through Savannah. Needed gas, and that’s the closest place to get the NO CORN kind. (Corn is for food, NOT gas tanks!) We decided to take a run over to Wally World, since we were close by, and made a side trip to our local gun store. Now, when you walk into this place, expect to spend at least an hour there, chatting. It’s a great time, I can assure you. I was telling them how I wasn’t too crazy about the .32, so the lady says, “I LOVE my Glock!” and started talking about doing a little trading. Hey, I like the idea. So, we talk, we decide…..let’s do it! After filling out all the paper work, I run into the same dadburn wall I got the last time around. So, now I have to send the SAME papers up to the TBI in Nashville, so they can turn around and call the gun store and say “Ok, she’s cool! Give her the gun.” Jeeez! Don’t they keep track of this stuff?
It was really nice spending the day together, but I gotta tell ya, I am happy to be home. I’m pooped!
I have been graciously invited by a Wisconsin blogger and dear friend to share my views and opinions about local issues on his blog. So I will once again be splitting my time…now between here and The Chad Has Spoken. C’mon over and check it out!
Thanks Chad – I’ll try not to embarrass you
And Ol’ Broad, no comments on how much or little I post!
On Saturday, a group of local bloggers got together and attended the Southern Wisconsin Airfest in Janesville, WI. We decided to go for the gold and get VIP seating. A huge shoutout to The Asian Badger for putting the whole thing together. We were right in front, dead center. It was an experience I’ll never forget. Great people, perfect weather and a most outstanding air show. Here is just a glimpse of what we saw…
This is shockwave – a triple engine jet truck. It set a world speed record for a full size truck – 376 m.p.h., with 36,000 horsepower. You can read much more about the Shockwave here. We watched this bad boy race a plane. At the end of the race, a pyrotechnic explosion rocked the show.
There were some awesome aerobatic demonstrations.
This is Patty Wagstaff. (Sorry about the quality of the photos – I have a basic camera and planes go kinda fast) She is the first woman to win the title of U.S. National Aerobatic Champion…and went on to win it two more times. You can read more about her here. And yeah, we were THAT close!!
And what air show would be complete without the Navy Leap Frogs proudly flying the colors…
Also performing were the Golden Knights, F-16 Viper demo and Susan Dacy, among others. But of course, the highlight of the show…the incomparable Blue Angels. Oh yeah!!! Those pictures will be up soon…