Posted on 09/05/2013 10:24:15 AM PDT by Victoria Bingham
WHOOO!!!
Lord, WE Never Saw ‘Em Comin’
It is the time of year for pumpkins, and not for strawberries.
When TSHTF Down Under, all the computers will run on koalaoil. They’d better start cloning them, because they’re slow breeders, like pandas, iirc.
It’s going to be about 80 degrees again today. I can’t help but wish I were independently wealthy so I could go to Laughlin (90 miles) to the car show. *sigh*
Tomorrow, I will take the truck in for the starter to be replaced, and then will feel much more secure in going places.
I need to have Jesse drain some oil from the crank case (about a quart more than needed) and also see what he can do about the gas consumption. I’m already down to a quarter tank, and I have an appointment Friday that will put it on empty. I know the cold mornings account for the high idle speed, up to a point, but beyond 10 minutes, it’s excessive.
If it ain’t one darn thing, it’s two darn things. So sed me mum.
Did you finally locate Frank, yesterday?
Yes, Frank was found, with Vlad. I’d given Vlad some food tickets, and they were eating.
Everyone is hoping there will be leftovers from the Hispanic food booths after Mass today!
It's unpleasantly like being drunk.
I made soft tacos, yesterday, and think I have enough leftover addities to make one for lunch today. I was going to try and go to church, but I feel a little “off” somehow.
So maybe I’ll just work on some handcrafts, now that I can see so much better. It amazed me the difference in my vision when the cataracts were removed. The inability to see was from the fact that light is dispersed at the back of the eyeball in ever larger amounts, instead of being focused to a point.
By closing my right eye, I can see the difference in my ability to focus on things with my left eye. I’m sure, before people understood what cataracts were, they just went blind. Not necessarily because things were blurry, but because they were dark.
Amazing, that surgery!
Dunno, but I do know obama has a favorite Rugby team...
I had some fresh strawberries for breakfast yesterday...I wonder how they felt?...
Thanks for the comment on cataracts. One of these days I will need this surgery. Not looking forward to it tho’!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cataract_surgery
Please be sure to read the history of the surgery, too. It has been done for centuries!!!
I didn’t look forward to it either, but now, I can hardly wait for my left eye to get done so I can dispense with glasses except for reading and close work!
For the first time in my life, I have 20/20 vision without a corrective lens!
It is a simple operation that takes about 10 minutes. The longest part is making the eye numb to any pain...about 45 minutes. When the cataract is out, and the new lens is inserted, you can see immediately!
You are awake for the procedure, but because of the laser surgery, you see nothing but blurred bright colors, and of course, feel no pain.
If your insurance covers it, and you have a day off, get the surgery done! It’s so liberating! I feel almost like I have been released from a prison...a place where I was always dependent on something else for my ability to function.
All this is to say, STOP PROCRASTINATING! The recovery time is almost nil...in fact, the right lens in my glasses had to be removed by the time I got home because it made my world blurry!
I finished a picture last night and put it in the mail this morning. You’ll be able to see it!
I've been considering this question since it was first posed, if not before. First, remember that "being drunk" has two meanings: The first and traditional meaning is to be inebriated, but the second means to be swallowed like a liquid.
Struggle was meaningless. Motion was impossible. He was a lozenge, dissolving and being absorbed on a thousand tongues.Also, keep in mind that "We are what we eat", so when we eat strawberries, to an extent we then become strawberries, (Though not to a large extent).
But they also become us. And if we are consumed, literally, by strawberries, or by a giant strawberry, it or they will face the same conundrum. We become it or them. Something to keep in mind for your ultimate burial plans, ("Strawberry Fields Forever").
Let us also imagine that we could become only partly strawberry. Would it not be pleasant to exude the aroma of strawberries instead of our usual body scents? I have thought so, as some of you may know.
If you could choose an aroma to be implanted in you, and to become part of your essence, and your presence, what do you think it might be? Choose wisely, for such an enhancement, if such it be, could likely be a permanent alteration.
Lol and good morning!
Ford Prefect replies "You ask a glass of water."
I will put YOUR picture in the mail today! LOL!
Great minds!
Garlic would be off-putting, I suppose ...
Good morning! I need to put on real shoes and find the people going to Mass at 1:00. If all goes well, I’ll come back with my van. I’ve missed it so much!
I remember my grandmother in the 40’s having cataract surgery the old fashioned way. We visited her at a hospital in Houston in August with no a/c. She was laying flat on her back with small sand bags on each side of her head so she couldn't move it. I felt so bad for her, I cried.
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