god forbid.....

God forbid you want to do something a little different!!!! I had to make a doctor's appointment this morning and because I live an hour away, I always get a request sent to our local hospital for my lab work before I go see my doctor. I've done it this way for three years . Well, this morning you would have thought I had asked to be picked up by limousine and delivered on a red carpet to the doctor's office. This is not rocket science, but apparently it seemed so to the woman making my appointment. I was on the phone with her for at least 15 minutes. First she told me I couldn't do it that way, but I told her that is the way my doctor set it up!
"really?"
"Yes."
"Hmmm. Well I'll have to go to another screen to do this."
click, click, type, type, type, click, long sigh, click, another long sigh, click, click.
"What is your phone number."
click, click, click, long sigh. "what is it again?"
I repeat.
click, click, "what is it again?"
I repeat again.
"okay, blah, blah, blah, and your phone is blah, blah."
"no, my phone number is, blah, blah, blah"
long sigh, click, click, click
"okay, click, click, click, your appointment is blah, blah, blah."
"Really?, you told me it was blah, blah, blah."
"Oh. long sigh, blah, blah, ok."
on, and on, and on we went. We journeyed through times, dates, telephone numbers and beyond! Click, click, type, click, sigh. Why does this not bode well?

unexpected.......

I was in a women's dress shop last week, just checking to see if anything I couldn't live without had gone on sale yet. There were two Asian women, probably about my age, perusing the racks as well. They were having a good time keeping up a constant chatter as they showed each other pieces they liked or didn't like. But they were doing something else that was quite unexpected. As they talked, shopped and moved through the racks?, they were also farting like troopers! Laugh, talk, show dress, fart, fart, laugh, fart, show pants, fart (big one!) chat! Very unexpected!

visitor......

Okay, so probably no one will think this is as spectacular as I do, but for the past few years our woods are visited by the most amazing owl. Yes, I said owl. Again, none of you will probably find this as exciting as I do, but none the less, I will share the little video I got this time! It was all very dramatic. I was on the front deck cutting lilacs to bring inside, which is another exciting moment for me, but not to relate here. The crows were gathered in our front woods squawking at something and then all of a sudden, Mr. Owl flies right by me with the crows right on his tail feathers. Of course I followed the whole cabal to the tree that Mr. Owl landed in and watched for some time. I hated to leave to run and get the camera, hoping the battery was still charged, but I did! I got back to the edge of the woods, with a scant bit of battery left and shot Mr. Owl sitting, ever so unperturbed on a high branch! The video not so great because I was fighting off mosquitoes but?, I think he is just fabulous.

The other side...

There are always two sides to everything and sometimes even more then two, but two definitely! We have had three days, count them three! days, of warm yummy weather. Well, actually, by the time this posts in a couple of days, we should also have had some more rainy days, but the other side of warm sunny days?........noise! I forget how quiet we live tucked away in our little woods. We can hear street noise, but it is faint. Warm sunny weather means open windows and doors! Yea!!!! It means yard work. Not a yea here. We just do it because it has to be done. It means more people out and about! EVERYWHERE! And well they should be. Okay, so the open windows and doors means our little noise buffer is gone. Yard work means all our neighbors are out and doing the same things we are. More people on the roads means more traffic heading out to the State Park at Fort Flagler! Final result is NOISE! By the time lawn mowers are reved, weed whackers are running, (including ours), children are out playing, the swamp builders earth movers are beeping, beeping, beeping and the groups of motorcycles one after the other on the road to Fort Flagler, we have a huge onslaught of noise. It's not a bad thing, it's just the other side of warm sunny days. I'll take it, thank you!

test.......

....okay, so blogger has a new feature and since I can totally inadvertently take "blog sabbaticals", I thought I would give this a try. Blogger now lets you write your post and then schedule it to appear later. That would really work for me, since I am one of those people who writes in the moment which means either 10 posts in one day, or a dry patch of weeks before I get back here. So now I can just choose a time, schedule my post and go about my business. So this is really a post, I will include one of the most pretentious things I've seen. As I was driving home this afternoon from a local parade, where by the way my granddaughter Mikayla was marching in her school band and playing the flute and of course I yelled her name as she went by, but she only flinched a bit and kept doing her routine!, good girl! Anyway I got behind a fabulous 911 Porsche, red and totally yummy, however, the guy driving it keeps a pair of wooden snow skis, a skateboard and some sort of weird stuffed animal on the back rack. I've seen him before and he had the same stuff attached to the car. Either he is just pretentious or some sort of child predator! It's just not right somehow. Okay, a little post and now I will do the test and schedule it for tomorrow morning. Now I just need to remember to check back here in the morning.

amazing.....

The most amazing thing happened yesterday! We saw the sun! It's true! I am not fibbing here! The sun came out, it got very warm and everyone smiled alot! Now I don't want to get too cocky about this phenomenon, but today it has made another appearance. Of course I don't know for sure if it will stay all day, but, yes, it is shinning this morning. This is so amazing. It is almost "Alice In Wonderlandy". Like falling down the rabbit hole and weird things happen. If I had a camera, I would take a picture to show you, just so you wouldn't think I'm making up stories. It's true.

Apparently.......

Well apparently I have been on some sort of blog sabbatical!! I signed in this morning and was shocked to see my last post was May 3rd! What the hell have I been doing? The birthday thing happened and I got to celebrate it with my grandsons! We made the most amazing birthday cake and did a total artsy weekend! Did gallery walk and then the play at KCPT. Oh, and then that is the week that my friend Ginger and I redid Denise's office at KCPT. We painted, cleaned, hauled, moved and could barely move after three days! We both have pretty high numbers. And then I must have done some other very interesting stuff, but it all eludes me at the moment! I did have the encounter at the store with the guy who has an "avian phobia". I had to stop and grab a few items at the store on my way home one day (that is almost every day) and the young man who was checking me out asked the dreaded "Is plastic okay?"
" Paper please!"
"Oh, I should have guessed that, by looking in your cart."
I had a basket full of vegetables and fruits because it is the only food groups that Jim and I are able to eat anymore without some dire consequences and oh, yeah, I decided to try some of the "green" dish washing detergent for the dishwasher which somehow spelled a "paper user" to him.
"Well actually I get the paper because I use it for my birds." (I apparently felt I had to explain I was not a true "tree hugger" type.)
"Oh, I have an "avian" fear!"
"Oh, really. Well these are inside birds and I use....."
"Yeah, all that flying creeps me out!"
"...the paper for the bottom of their cage."
Oh, my god. How did I end up in the line with the guy who is afraid of birds? and it is the first time I have explained why I want paper all the time! Now I try to avoid his line and will even stand in a longer line to avoid the whole paper issue. I know there is other stuff I have been doing, but it all runs together somehow.

62......

....that is my new number. 62. It seems such a high number to ascribe to myself. Some days I feel like I've been here forever and other days seem like I have just arrived! I maneuver around the changes each new number brings. The physicality of age so outwardly apparent, but the inner self keeps all the ages. The young self, the middle age self and now the senior self. I have no sage wisdom to share here, just the knowledge that there is no stopping this forward moving agey thingy. It marches on and I hope to march with it graciously. That is easier said then done, but I am hopeful that I learn the art of grace.