WAS I REJUVENATING???

 

I think there’s a saying about how, “what a difference a day makes.” Well, in my case, it’s more like, “what a difference a night makes.” As I type this I wonder if I go back to bed for the second time today (Saturday) whether I’ll get up feeling more like the way I felt pretty much this whole year so far, or if I’ll get up still feeling “blah.”

There wasn’t anything unusual about my night. I believe I slept well and yet I could hardly keep my eyes open the first time I got up at 6:30 am. I was back in bed before 7:10 am, Kuma watered, latte drank and slept for more than another hour. Sitting here typing I feel like I could go back to bed for the whole day. I have no energy whatsoever and it’s hard to keep my eyes open.

It's not like I have a huge “to-do” list, although I do have one. It’s not like I worked my ass off yesterday. The human body, or at least my human body, is a wondrous mystery. Is it trying to tell me something by being so tired? Am I too out of tune with my body to recognize the message? Is my mind playing tricks on my body? I just don’t understand how I can go from feeling great one day to feeling so tired in simply a matter of hours…hours that were supposed to re-energize me.

So, I guess I’ll simply ignore the to-do list and take myself back to bed and see if more rest will give me more energy. Lord knows I really hate feeling the way I feel right now.

Well, Kuma and I did spend the entire day in bed. I put on Netflix and watched most of a rather boring program, “Runaway.” We did get up to make and eat lunch, but that was it. Now, as I type this so I can post it, water is heating to boil spaghetti noodles for my dinner. The salad’s already made and it won’t take long to fix some garlic bread.

I guess I could be rather depressed about “wasting” an entire day, but I’m going to choose to look at it as a necessary rejuvenation…nine great days followed by one that, I hope, will renew me for another nine plus???

A WIDOW'S DINNER INVITATION

           

Long ago I heard or read about how much a widow’s life changes once the husband has passed. I haven’t really thought about that very much in the time John has been gone; however, just recently, listening to a friend talk about inviting a couple to dinner, it popped up in my memory…I guess it took my old 286 six-plus years to grind that information to the forefront.   

          I have to admit the information I filed away all those years ago definitely had merit. When John died, family and friends were very solicitous, but as time passed, invitations and connections ceased or became rare. I cannot, well, I guess I could, tell you how many of my friends are half of a couple; and while I may see/talk to/lunch with the wife, an invitation to the home for dinner, or really any occasion, is rarely, if ever, issued. This also applies to married family members.

          It’s as though my widowhood has turned me into a pariah. I’m a good enough/close enough family member/friend to warrant a weekly phone call or visit or lunch date, but not so much when it comes to issuing an invitation into the home of that family member or friend.

          I haven’t done any research to see if this is applicable to the majority of widows and probably won’t. There’s the potential to find out that this “isolation” isn’t applicable to most widows, that it’s only applicable to me because I’m not really such a great family member or friend.

Regardless, eating dinner on my own the majority of the 365 days of the year is lonely but I’ve become used to it. And it’s not like I spend all of those days here in my house on my own. I’ve lots of activities and interests that keep me occupied in positive ways; and while I could spend more time than this wondering if there’s actually something wrong with me that prevents those invitations, I choose to end this blog post and get on with the life I have.

A POTENTIAL SOLUTION???

 

The other day a friend and I were talking about the state of the country/world…it’s definitely very very sad. I thought of something that might result in improvements; and I’m a bit hesitant about sharing that idea because who knows who/what may come knocking on my door, but I’m going to share anyway and hope you, my dear reader, will come to my aid (bail me out) if necessary.

Now, I’ve heard, or maybe even read, about how folks think someone should perform an assassination of one particular person. That’s all well and good, but would the replacement be any better…most likely not. I do think, however, that multiple assassinations could result in some changes.

Were I to be in a position to do any such thing, I’d choose to eliminate a number of the billionaires that keep getting mentioned. I keep reading how the “master” is only satisfying what these billionaires want. With the exception of a couple of those billionaires, I have no idea who all those billionaires are. I suppose were I completely serious about a follow-through, I could research and figure out who these people are.

How would this improve the country/world you question. I really have no idea and I wasn’t the least bit high when I came up with this idea. I most likely assumed (ASS of U & ME) that without the head of these companies, the pressure on the “master” just might cause a cessation of some of these hostilities.

Of course, these billionaires have probably developed a plan that would continue on even without their leadership. That’s what I’d have in place were I to be one of them. But I live in HOPE that somehow, someway, sanity will return to those making the decisions that are so horribly, and maybe even will continue to, affect all our lives in a negative way, and by our lives, I mean all of us who are not billionaires.

Anyway, there’s my solution for what it’s worth…most likely not even a single penny. And, apologies to the author whom I cannot remember who wrote the book about the cabal of billionaires who controlled the world.

WHAT'S HAPPENING TO MY WORLD???

 

Just when did the country/world decide to go absolutely insane??? I mean, really, China is doing this, North Korea that, Russia continues its war with Ukraine, and now the United States has gone so far beyond bombing potential drug carrying boats to invading Venezuela, kidnapping the elected leader and his wife. If that’s not enough, the United States wants Greenland and is toying with the idea of an invasion there.

          I also saw a cartoon/meme where the idiot in the White House and his cronies in China and Russia are talking about “spheres of influence.” Seriously, what happened to the United States of America being a leader that provides a democratic example of how a country should be governed??? What happened to, “…by the people, for the people….”???

          Since I live in a “blue” state, perhaps that’s why I see so much information that’s totally negative about what’s happening. I wonder if folks who live in red states see the same information; and if so, why aren’t they terribly concerned about where the United States is headed? I just DO. NOT. GET. IT!!!

          I lived through and participated (to an extent) in the Vietnam war protests and know it was my hope, and that of so many others, that there would be no more war in our lifetimes. Of course, it didn’t happen because it wasn’t long before the Mideast erupted and the United States just had to get involved. From that point on, it seems to me that my country has participated, in one way or another, to promote overseas difficulties. Perhaps I’m just terribly naïve, but is there some huge reason why we cannot have peace.

          Writing this blog piece, I thought of a book I read a very long time ago. I’m sure if my 286 grinds long and hard enough, the title and author will come to me, but for here and now, I’m just going to share the book’s ultimate message. There was a cabal of powerful and wealthy men (billionaires now) who met infrequently to talk about where the world needed to go next in order to continue their ability to amass wealth. This group would decide what needed to happen, and then find and fund a way to make it happen. Since it was fiction (but was it really???), the long term goals weren’t easily  had, and heros and  heroines saved the day/year/century.

          I feel like this author’s message is coming to fruition. My question is where are those heros and heroines today…we need them desperately.

BLOG CONCERNS

 

When I decided I’d try to post something to my blog every single day, I had no idea how difficult it might turn out to be. It’s not like I want to just blog about normal, ordinary things. I’d like to blog about things that really matter. Unfortunately, at my age, the things that matter seem to have disappeared.

I mean, seriously, it’s not like I have a love interest and activities with which I could titillate your imaginations because I don’t. And, I don’t want one either. So, what on earth should I blog about that would bring you to this site every single day to see just what on earth I had to say about whatever.

What it all boils down to is just my day-to-day stuff. Okay, Monday, I went to Costco and bought what I needed to replenish my pantry. Now when I need a can of tomato paste, it’s there, waiting to be used. I also went to QFC where I stocked up on a variety of beans so I can make soup/chili whenever I choose. How exciting is that when it comes to publishing a blog…not very at all. And, wouldn’t you know, when I was contemplating making something just Tuesday, I discovered I didn’t have all the ingredients…$300.00 later and my cupboard is still lacking.

I seriously wish I could find an agreeable male with whom I could perform all kinds of sexual acts with which I could regale you, my favorite reader; however, I don’t want another male in my life and don’t really have the energy to satisfy myself on my very own and then write about it.

If you, my faithful, or even now and then reader, would like to provide some subjects about which you’d like me to provide my opinion or blog about, please don’t hesitate to share that with me.

I’ve a feeling my life is far too boring to actually sustain a blog in any fashion. I’m probably just kidding myself when I think I have something to say about my life in general or whatever is happening in the world in general to share with my readers…all three, maybe four of them.

Seriously, I have no idea how many people actually read the blog posts I make. I have no idea whether those folks think I’m clever, funny, or just plain boring. That’s mostly because I don’t know how many people actually look at my blog. It could be like fifty, but only one or two post some kind of a response, so I’ve no idea if what I post actually gets read. 

I guess it’s a good thing I post mainly for my own pleasure/amusement. Folks who read this and post some kind of comment are actually icing on the cake…and I thank you.

THANKFUL FOR AJ

 

It’s great to have a son who’s willing to lend a hand when needed. If I had a ton of money, I’d just hire someone to do the stuff I ask him to do, i.e., change the water filter under the sink and replace a light in the laundry room. That was on the list for his visit this past Sunday.

AJ doesn’t come weekly, and I don’t always have a project on which he needs to work. Lord knows, I’m sure I could make a “Honey Do!” list that would have him busy each and every time. But, I don’t because I don’t want to impose too heavily on his good graces. In return, I try to give him whatever soup I’ve made or some other gift of “Mom’s cooking.”

Seriously, I don’t know what I’d do without AJ’s assistance. I’m genuinely grateful.

MOLES, THE SCOURGE OF MY GARDEN

           

Moles…I hate moles; not the kind on your body although if I had a lot of them, I’d probably hate those too. I’m talking about the ones that love to make a mess of my garden. I believe that for the moment, they are dormant; at least none of the decorations planted in the garden have been knocked over recently due to the tunnels beneath.

          The woman next door calls some mole removal service; and while I haven’t checked into that, I believe it wouldn’t fit into my budget. Years ago, I went to a seminar about gardening and the man giving the talk said that having a man pee (women don’t have the right smell/hormones) on the mounds will chase the moles away.

          You laugh, but I told the man who lived across the street and when he had to get up in the middle of the night, he’d go out and pee on the mounds. The moles left and have not returned to that yard and that was years ago. John wasn’t able to get out there to do that to my mole hills back then, so I had him pee in a bottle. Apparently, the pee has to be fresh, or John’s pee was wrong because it didn’t work.

          I receive a gardening catalog from some company, the name of which escapes me right this second. They advertised a method of eliminating the moles. I ordered it, two bags actually. It’s kind of like slug bait in composition. You sprinkle it all about your garden and the moles leave. Well, it worked the first time, but the moles must become habituated to it because this past year it did not work. I’m currently trying to decide if I should order a bunch more and spread it every single place in both the front and back yards.

          One year I tried ordering nematodes. Supposedly, they would take care of the “bugs” in the soil that the moles love to eat. This was expensive and very messy. The nematodes arrived dry and I had to put them into a spray container with water. Then I sprayed them all over the place. Again, I’m not sure they worked.

          Supposedly, the only mole deterrent that really works is catching them. I’m sorry, but I’m old and the idea of digging down to the tunnel, setting a trap and then going back to remove the, hopefully, dead mole seems just a bit beyond my abilities.

          The fact I have a greenbelt on the other side of my fence doesn’t help matters either. I’m sure the moles run rampant back there and eventually decide a trip into my garden for a potentially better menu is the way to go. Well, I’d really like them to just GO!!!

Meanwhile I guess I’ll check with the neighbor and get her mole catching firm’s name. It really sucks to work hard in my garden only to get up the next morning and find new mounds and tunnels…I hate that.