Sunday, March 28, 2010
Spring Cleaning has a death grip on me.
It all started with noticing a dead leaf on one of my indoor plants. It obviously has been dead for a long time, but this time I NOTICED.
I noticed that I haven't been keeping a regular watering schedule of my plants for a while, and their soil shows it. The soil is pulled away from the rim of the pots, looking all shrunken up like it is gasping for water in the Sahara.
I water the plant, and all the water rushes out of the bottom of the pot.
Not good horticulture on my part.
So it begins with me clipping off the dead leaf. Then I feel guilty enough that I begin digging around the plant to loosen the soil.
Remember, all the water rushed out of the pot into the draining dish, then dribbled onto the floor. Wipe that up and continue loosening the soil.
How is it that when we use good potting soil it becomes like cement after a while??
I break three fingernails in trying to loosen up the stupid soil, but continue to press on. This soil is NOT going to break ME! Oh NO.
I get one pot loosened up, sufficiently for ME anyway, then see how much dirt I have gotten on the floor.
Getting out the broom, I head for the dirt pile, then see some cobwebs at the bottom of the drapes. Go get the dust buster.
Getting the dirt up and the cobwebs out, I decide to check the other drapes.
Yep, there are cobwebs on the bottom of them, too, along with cat and dog hair. Anyone who has been owned by a Golden Retriever knows about dog hair in the house.
Clean up the cobwebs and pet hair. Oh look. The tops of the drapes are dusty too.
Get the stool and see if I can dust them off. I use a Swiffer, and while it gets a lot of the dust up, the drapes really ought to be cleaned.
Take the drapes down and look at how dusy and dirty the windows are. Go get the Windex and rags, and start cleaning the windows.
The drapes are in a heap on the floor, right next to the Dust Buster.
Oh, look at the cobwebs on the chandelier! Climb up on the table and dust there with the Swiffer.
It doesn't work as well as I think it should, so take out the light bulbs, leave the Swiffer on the table, climb off and get to the kitchen to wash the bulbs. Leave them on a towel in the kitchen so they thoroughly dry before screwing them back in.
Oh yes. The drapes. Pick them up and cart them upstairs to the laundry room.
Forgot to feed the cats. Their food dish is on top of the dryer in the laundry room. Go to the cat food bag, which sits on the extra boxes of Oxyclean and put in a shovel of cat chow in the dish.
Puting the scoop back, I see where there is a lot of dust and cobwebs in the corner of the laundry room. Move the drapes out into the hall.
Move the cat's water dish, litter box, broom, dustpan, scoops, bucket of cat litter, bag of cat food, and two of the Oxyclean boxes out to the hall next to the drape pile.
Sweep up the corner, then move the wastebasket that lives right next to the washer. Dusty there, too. Set wastebasket in the hall too.
Move the big wooden rack from between the washer and dryer, and oh my. The floor really needs washing there! Put the rack out in the hall and halfway into the guest bedroom.
Can't get all the dust out, because there is a whole lot of it behind the dryer and washer. Move the dryer.
Sure enough, the dryer vent thingy has come off, and that is what has created all the lint in the room. Lint on the wall, floor, back of dryer.
Squeeze through to get another Swiffer, since I can't find the other one. Wiping down the walls of lint, I see I can't reach to the ceiling, where there is lint, too.
Go out to the garage and get the long pole feather duster, back upstairs and into the laundry room. The pole is too long.
Back out of the laundry room, stepping on the drape pile, and work the stupid handle loose so I can shorten it.
Mission accomplished, back into the laundry room, armed with feather duster pole.
Oh Cripe. The dryer needs to be pushed out further, because I can see more dirt under it. Shove it clear over to the doorway so I can really clean under it!
Oh. Now I see the dirt behind the washer too. And of course the lint. wash the floor under the dryer, then move the washer.
Oh. I need to move the dryer closer to the opposite wall so I can move the washer over to where the dryer usually lives.
I am in a corner between the washer and dryer, so I have to push the washer, squeeze past the two machines, then tug the washer over again so I can get to the other side and push it out.
The broom is out in the hall. Shove the washer, move the dryer, and go find the broom and dustpan.
Haul them back in behind the washer, shove the dryer and make room for the washer.
Slink back in, sweep up the floor and see that it needs mopping. No mop.
Climb over the washer to the cupboard where the cleaning cloths are in the cabinet under the sink.
Look at that SINK! It really needs cleaning! Get the sponge and Simple Green, and scour the sink. The hangars hooked on the shelf above are all dusty, too.
Can't find the Swiffer, so I get another one out of the box on the shelf and clean the hangars.
The shelf is dusty, too, so climb up onto the cabinet, being careful to not fall into the sink, I dust the shelf.
The walls above it have lint on them.
Lumber off the cabinet, find the feather duster, unscrew it from the handle, stand the pole between the washer and dryer, and slog back onto the cabinet. Balancing precariously, I manage to get most of the lint off.
Look at the light fixture..........it really needs a cleaning! Streeeeeeeeetching, I manage to get the bowl fixture unscrewed. Get down, put the bowl fixture into the sink for washing, then clambor back up to clean the dusty light bulbs.
The ceiling can use a good brisk swipe with the duster, too. Get this area done, then carefully step over to the washer, dust that corner of the ceiling, then haul my body over to the top of the dryer, where I spill the cat chow and water all over the dryer, walls and floor.
Get the ceiling dusted, crawl off the wet dryer, and get more rags to wipe up the mess.
Might as well use the wet rags to wash the floor instead of moving appliances to get a mop from the garage.
DH comes to the doorway and says
"Are you busy? I need some help in the garage."
He should heal up by the 4th of July.
Monday, March 22, 2010
Dear Friends and Family,
Today is a sad day for America.
Today, Pelosi, Reed and Obama got the votes to take over our health.
Today, Democrats voted against the will of the American people so they could personally benefit by any imaginable sort of bribe and corruption.
Today, our Constitution and our Freedom was trampled.
Today, America has begun its own landslide into Socialism.
Today, the camel got its nose under the tent of our country. It must be resisted with all our might!
We must not give in to despair for our nation.
We must not forget who we are, and what we stand for.
We must remember our history, and the sacrifices and hard battle our forefathers experienced against the foes who sought to keep us in a state of tyranny.
We must band together, attend those tea parties, march with our protest banners high, and vote.
We must support our local small businesses rather than the greedy Wal-Marts.
We must vote! We must support those in Congress who have withstood the shameful bribery, threats, manipulations and scare tactics that this Mis-Administration is openly flaunting.
We must get the names of every politician who voted YES to the so-called Health plan, and vote them out!
Not only vote them OUT this November, but continue to vote them OUT with each election in the future.
We must fight for true reform.
Reform with our health care, our financial institutions, and our jobs.
Reform for our illegal immigration system, reform for strengthening our military, and reform for where and how we get our energy.
Reform our tax structure so as to keep business and companies here on our soil, rather than "out-sourcing" our jobs.
We must gain control of our Government once more, even if that calls for full revolution.
America was the greatest nation on the planet. Now it has been sold to the Chinese.
Let us put the National Anthem, Pledge of Allegiance and prayer back into our schools.
Let us deport all illegals and open up the jobs to Americans. Just the money saved from all their "entitlement" programs alone would make a huge dent in our unbelievable debt in an extremely short amount of time.
No more free lunches, medical, dental, housing, and education for illegals.
Deportation is not a crime; entering our country illegally IS. Our legal system reflects that; demand our legal system practice that!
Our nation was not formed on the principle of free lunches for free loaders!. Rather, it was formed by hard work, faith, decency and honor. Why are we giving all these things to illegals? Have you noticed that our LEGAL citizens do not get these entitlements?
Let us each work off all our personal debt, and the debt of our nation. Let us all fight to retain the right to bear arms, and choose our own medical plans.
If we surrender the right to bear arms against any foe, domestic or foreign, only criminals and government forces will be armed.
Already our freedom of speech is ignored and threatened.
Let us legalize the now-illegal drugs, so that those who feel they must kill themselves off by over-dosing can do so without the drug dealers getting rich. Let us take the dealers off the street and out of our school yards. Let us levy high taxes on those drugs, and pay off our debt with the money brought in from them.
Let us stop throwing our money at countries that despise us, mock us, and make attempts to destroy us. We do not owe the rest of the world a living! We send billions of dollars out to the rest of the world while our own people go homeless, jobless, hungry. Let us take care of our own, and let others do the same for themselves.
When was the last time you saw any public statement on television to give aid to our own people since Katrina? We are still being asked to send money to Haiti, and to save starving children off our soil. What about our own homeless and starving population??
Believe me, we would not lose any friends, but just may gain some respect.
For those terrorists who attempt to destroy us by any means, let us quickly put them to death in a public manner so the rest of the would-be terrorists would know without a doubt what punishments we are prepared to meet out.
Let us UN-learn the mentality of "entitlement", and regain our sense of pride by days filled with hard work and accomplishment. Let us lose the sense that our Government owes us anything, or that the Government is the cause and remedy to fix everything.
We must WORK for our food, our lodgings and clothing. We must WORK for our medical treatments, and our education. Let us WORK for the right to worship God in any place we choose, without reprisals. Let us WORK to display our nation's Christianity proudly, in public.
We are not entitled to having all these things handed to us "free" by the Government.
Aye, America, STAND UP!! Post the flag of America in public sight. Wear your patriotism proudly and boldly.
Stand up for our rights as citizens of this once proud nation.
Do not give up the fight, America! Yes, the road will be long, hard and probably dangerous.
Our country needs us now as never before. Never before have we been so threatened from within.
No one will come to our aid. This is a battle only WE can win.
And we must win. We must win for our children and their children. We must win so there is always an America to call home.
Please be active in turning America's face back to the sunshine and away from the darkness.
Do not sit passively and do nothing but talk. Gather up your courage, strength, belief and faith, and march with us to regain our country!
American needs YOU!
I own sole responsibility and credibility to all of this writing. These are my opinions, and not necessarily the opinion of others.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Years ago I was in a serious car accident. I munched up my back pretty good. I used this as an excuse to not exercise as much as I could for a long time.
Then Bossy Daughter made me join Spark.
She and I had already done WW, and achieved Lifetime, but then left that program lie in the dust and gained all our weight back.
So she finds Spark, and makes me join.
Those of you who know Bossy Daughter, know she is nobody to mess with once she gets her mind made up.
So okay. I join Spark........... in order to get her off my back.
But THEN she keeps track of me! She lets me know when I am slacking up as well as when I am doing a good job.
Then something snapped. It was my stubborness about "having to DO THAT SPARK THING!", and I began to actually enjoy it.
A lot of progress has been made since Bossy Daughter got me started on this way of living. Mainly exercising and walking.
Walking was monitored by my Port Angeles and Surrounding Area Team Leaders, Darcey and Karen. Shirley joined their side, and cheered me into making progress until I was finally enjoying it.
They kept saying to me, over and over. And you know what? They were RIGHT. They have turned me into a walker!
This past week I dinged up my back again. I must have twisted just the wrong way, cuz I have sure been in a whole lot of pain over it.
I even dragged out my big brace and have been wearing that.
Being in pain can lead to a whole lot of self pity, and I could feel myself going down into it.
Then I start getting these messages from my Team mates.
Darcey, Shirley, Bossy Daughter, Tiny and others, all of them wishing me speedy recovery. Very loving of them.
Then today The Grand PooBah, Karen, sends me a loving message.
She says she knows how painful it is for me to not be able to continue in our challenge!
I mean, she KNOWS how much emotional and mental pain this causes me!
I have never met these people in person, but we are fast friends on Spark.
You KNOW you're loved when your Team Leaders and others on Spark KNOW that not being able to workout, walk or continue with challenges is painful for you!
You know you're loved when they understand that much about you.
You know you're loved when they let you know how much they care.
You know you're loved when they don't give up on you just because you can't join the gang in challenges until you are feeling better.
You know you're loved when you know your friends!
You guys have been, and continue to be, the Wind beneath My Wings.
I'll fly again, and I will fly with you. I can't think of a better bunch to be with.
Friday, March 19, 2010
While I do believe that our health care system in this country needs to be revised, I am more and more afraid of the bill they are trying to push off on us. Here's a good example of the shenanigans going on in Washington.
Just in case you haven't already heard about this....
Talk about arrogance and bending the Constitution!!!
Here is why it is critical that we, as Americans, start paying close attention to the "crap" coming out of Washington.
Unbelievable - Harry Reid Hidden deep in the Health Care Bill this passage.
They never stop, they will keep trying to shove this down our throats until they get it through...pass on to everyone...
Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid of Nevada is proving once again the maxim that darkness hates the light.
Buried in his massive amendment to the Senate version of Obamacare is Reid's anti-democratic poison pill designed to prevent any future Congress from repealing the central feature of this monstrous legislation!
Beginning on page 1,000 of the measure, Section 3403 reads in part: ". It shall not be in order in the Senate or the House of Representatives to consider any bill, resolution, amendment or conference report that would repeal or otherwise change this subsection."
In other words, if President Barack Obama signs this measure into law, no future Senate or House will be able to change a single word of Section 3403, regardless whether future Americans or their representatives in Congress wish otherwise!!
Note that the subsection at issue here concerns the regulatory power of the Independent Medicare Advisory Board (IMAB) to "reduce the per capita rate of growth in Medicare spending."
That is precisely the kind of open-ended grant of regulatory power that effectively establishes the IMAB as the ultimate arbiter of the cost, quality and quantity of health care to be made available to the American people. And Reid wants the decisions of this group of unelected federal bureaucrats to be untouchable for all time.
No wonder the majority leader tossed aside assurances that senators and the public would have at least 72 hours to study the text of the final Senate version of Obamacare before the critical vote on cloture. And no wonder Reid was so desperate to rush his amendment through the Senate, even scheduling the key tally on it at 1 a.m., while America slept.
True to form, Reid wanted to keep his Section 3403 poison pill secret for as long as possible, just as he negotiated his bribes for the votes of Senators Mary Landrieu of Louisiana, Ben Nelson of Nebraska and Bernie Sanders of Vermont behind closed doors.
The final Orwellian touch in this subversion of democratic procedure is found in the ruling of the Reid-controlled Senate Parliamentarian that the anti-repeal provision is not a change in Senate rules, but rather of Senate "procedures." Why is that significant?
Because for 200 years, changes in the Senate's standing rules have required approval by two-thirds of those voting, or 67 votes rather than the 60 Reid's amendment received.
Reid has flouted two centuries of standing Senate rules to pass a measure in the dead of night that no senator has read, and part of which can never be changed. If this is not tyranny, then what is?
DON'T SIT BY AND LET THIS HAPPEN IN THE DARK!!!
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Last night I went past my sleep window, and was still wide awake at 4 A.M.
No, I did not give up and get up.
Have you ever laid in bed with your eyes closed, pretending to yourself that you are sleeping? I do that sometimes.
Sometimes I wait too long to shut the light off, and then there I am, unable to fall asleep. My mind keeps racing from thought to thought, some good, some not so good.
It isn't that I am worried about anything specifically; I just get racey brain.
I float from what I was reading, what I want to quilt next, how to fix the tension on my long arm Tin Lizzie, about Winsten's upcoming mouth surgery on the 25th, listening to DH snore softly, politics, music and movies.
I don't summon any specific thoughts; they just ramble around in my head, flitting from one topic to another.
I lay very still, hoping to nod off to sleep. I listen to my breathing, then the brain kicks in again. It's a bit like a journey through OZ.
Last night DH and I attended the local symphony. It was wonderful. This is the first time we have gone to the symphony since we moved up here three years ago this month. What an eye opener!
Our Symphony is small, but has very talented musicians. I was very surprised and warmed to see that the ages of the performers range from high school kids to quite SENIOR seniors, all contributing together with such harmony.
There was even a young lad of about 10-12 who sang, and nearly everyone had tears running down their faces in the area I was sitting, myself and DH included. This small, frail looking little boy, standing on stage looking uncomfortable opened his mouth, and the purest sound of an angel came forth. There was no sound other than his voice wafting through the air, as everyone was entirely mesmerized by what we were hearing. The voice of an angel.
I don't know yet if the symphony gets recorded and if so, can the public purchase the recordings, but I do know we would love to have one of last night's brilliant performance.
We have already filled out the forms for next year's membership.
Anyway, back to my sleep deprived body.
It is not at all uncommon for me to go into this whenever we do the Daylight Savings thing. Personally, I think Daylight Savings is a lot of hooey.
Only politicians believe that if we cut off a blanket on the top and sew it to the bottom that we get more blanket.
Just my rambling.
Stay safe, and have a wonderful Sunday!
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