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6-14-19 Coffee & Cats (a humorous look at my mornings).

Coffee and cats

Who is to say

How these cats know

What’s in my cup each day.

But they do

Or at least they must

Because when my cup is set down,

It’s secret is a bust.

I keep my cup covered

To help in case of a spill

That is inevitable

With a swipe and a grin.

I swear my cats grin

When they swipe at my cup

The dogs wait under the edge

Of the table looking up

I think that they

are in cahoots

The cats swipe

The dogs lick

Nothing is sacred

From the juice they pick.

So I actually got a sign

From my husband

That says

“Do not leave food unsupervised!”

Because of the cats

My cups of coffee

And the puddle that lies

(On the floor.)

Life

Yesterday -Just One Of Many Lately

6/12/19 Yesterday

Yesterday was quite the adventure for me. I had an appointment downstate with a doctor and it was set for 3:15 pm.

It didn’t matter whatever else got done, as long as I could get to my doctor appointment on time. With a two hour drive to get there, and my disdain for early mornings. I knew the window of wiggle room was between nine am and eleven am. Lunch was it’s own “must have” somewhere within this day.

So off we went! South again! We stopped in two towns for little “pop-in’s” before the rest of the drive became a blur of blacktop and trees. (I spy…. vertical log. Tree! Okay, your turn).

First, Oscoda! Need sustenance. McDonalds will do.

Second. Tawas. I like a certain flavor of Jelly Belly and The Village Chocolatier carries the individual flavors for some jelly beans that I wanted.

Next, Standish. I had the pleasure of meeting the Shopper and self described “fluffer” of stuff for the Forward Corporation in Standish. She was super nice. I tried convincing her to buy my book to carry at her gas stations. Then I found out she’s part of the fourth generation of that corporation and does more than just “fluff”. We’re still looking into adding my book to their inventory.

Next stop, The Electric Chair tattoo and body piercings in Bay City. Naturally Charlotte was with us and it was too hot to keep her in the car, we all went inside.

For a bunch of burly, stereotypical men and women, one little pooch can sure make a difference in the atmosphere. She was quite the star. Anyway, I got a new piece of jewelry and we were on our way.

Starbucks. Enough said.

If you don’t know me, Starbucks is my kryptonite. If you do know me, venti caramel macchiato.

Next!

My appointment.

Next!

It’s time to go home, but now I’m hot, and uncomfortable. It’s muggy and 80°+ and the windows in the car do little to block the sun.

I’d guess 75% of folks would be comfortable in that scenario. But not my body! No way! I know this because I had a bit of a “spell” by four pm.

I hate to sweat, but I was sweating. I hate to feel out of sorts, but there was no semblance to what my twitching, head bobbing, speech slurring and overall “out of it” countenance was doing.

Maybe I had done too much.

Maybe I hadn’t had the right kind of fuel.

Maybe it was just too humid.

Maybe it was because it was a Tuesday, in June. I don’t know.

I just don’t know. This is what makes traveling or planning anything almost impossible. My body is so random at what it will cooperate for that I hate making plans, or leaving my lair for any length of time.

It’s been twelve hours and I feel like a whole other body or person now. But I’m at home in my air conditioning, next to my husband, in bed.

I just don’t know what else I can do to find the place in my life that will let me feel normal again. I’m discouraged, disappointed and hurt. I’m not living right now.

Life

May 6, 2019. Two Things My Family Has Taught Me…

Money matters and things do not.

It isn’t that one’s wallet is always fatter.

Nor possessing necessities needed to be bought

We simply level our priorities based on the BBB, Consumer Reports and reliable sources.

This doesn’t keep us from judging

How much one might have spent

Alas if you look you will see those elbows nudging

Along with a lengthy lament.

I feel like we all want to be minimalists

But fail miserably

When in Cost Co., Coach, REI and mailing lists.

Unsubscribe, do not go, tell yourself it’s not necessary

But vehicles are an interesting exception

They get handed down or around.

Only those with fuel injection

Are in our family found.