The Kitchen Cacti

Well people, I won't say much in this post...I think I will just put the photo's here and see what the general consensus is on the two cacti in my kitchen.


Some people voice their opinion when they sit at the counter and sip coffee, some just shake their head and I've caught some people glance at the cacti, their eyebrow's usually have some sort of movement and then they look away.


I must say this though, these cacti did not look like this when I bought them! They chose their path in life and ran with it!


You decide...tell me, what do you think of my kitchen cacti? Click on the photo's to enlarge ...(don't be influenced by the look on the pig's face in the window)

My Cat~ Morphine, Epsom Salt and Anibiotics

Hi Everyone~


I hope your Spring is stating off good! In Idaho, Spring can be a mix of wind, snow, hail, sleet, sunshine, thaw, freezing rain and even these little round balls of white styro-foam like thingy's that fall from the sky. It's never dull and always promises that better days are soon to come because it can't get worse!


My old orange Tabby cat, Donatello (named after the famous Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle) ended up getting one of his claws infected and had to spend the night at the Vet's. They drugged him, cleaned everything up and sent him home bandaged up with instructions for me to administer drugs, wound care and Epsom salt soaks on his foot.


It's amazing just how pliable a cat can be when he is stoned on Morphine! He is the sweetest cat in the house, so it did make my job a bit easier, but there is no way he would have soaked his paw for 20 minutes had there not been mind altering drugs involved! Take a look:

I am happy to report, he is doing fine now, but still needing to be babied and is most happy to lay next to me all day, reaching out with his paw, if I take my hand off of him for more than five minutes! He is such a "male" ...sorry guys, but most of you are terrible patients, it's a fact. Oh, and he no longer has to wear the bandage.


I will be back this afternoon to get your thoughts on my cacti (plural for cactus)...some people have issues with my cacti display in my kitchen...you decide :)


I hope your Monday is a good one! I'm off now to prepare for a work meeting that is taking place in my bedroom...I need to get ready for visitors!

It's a Mad, Mad, Mad world!

Hi Everyone!


I won't even begin to try to explain why I fell off the "blog map"...my problems are so irrelevant in comparison to the current events of the world.


Should I try to give details of what I have been dealing with, it would seem selfish and self-absorbed! In a word, I'm "fine"...my energy and thoughts are focused on Japan and the horror that the people of Japan are living! Therefore, I refuse to talk about my problems.


On a brighter note, I have some photo's to share with all of you! I will update you on the progress of my broken leg and fill you in on the "random but relevant (to me)" events of my life since I last posted.


Let's get the broken leg out of the way. It will be 7 weeks on March 18th, since I took the tumble out of my wheelchair. I have gone over the "incident" with a fine tooth comb and in conclusion, the responsibility for damages lies with both human error (caused by yours truly) and Spanx. Simply put, I was operating non-heavy machinery, ignoring the clear and present danger because I was focused on feeding my addiction to caffeine. Yes, my desire to brew a fresh ground pot of coffee clouded my judgement, I was moving too fast, talking to cats and lost control of the aforementioned non-heavy machinery, ie, my wheelchair. Guilty.


Now here's where my Spanx must be held, in part, responsible. Spanx, when worn without proper top layer clothing, for example, pants, become very slick! When worn without pants, my Spanx cause a dangerous, non-traction zone between my butt and my wheelchair cushion. So these two factors when combined, created the perfect moment for me to slide out of my chair when my wheel caught the edge of the floor molding!


My bones are not healing, but, there is hope! I start ultrasound treatments on the broken bones this Friday. This procedure is promising the potential for new bone growth.


I'm still flat on my back, foot elevated and working very hard to stay positive :)


The following photo's are one of my outings to the doctor's office. We had about 15 inches of snow and my eldest son taxied me to and from. He derived great joy by passing the more sane, cautious drivers on the road...as I, sat griping the "oh Jesus" handle, white knuckled.

On to the next subject! The people and other things that come to visit me during my vacation in bed :)


I consider myself a very wealthy woman. I am rich in friends and people who come to see me, bring me food, and call just to let me know they are thinking of me. 


My dear friend Jenni is an angel here on earth. Jen is always ready to assist me in any way possible ...she has been known to stop by at just the right moment and fill my heart with happiness! Here is a photo of a little surprise she stopped by with last week:

Isn't that baby chick the cutest thing?! Jen raises chickens and had just gotten several new chicks, stopped by to show me and couldn't have timed it more perfectly! I was feeling pretty blue that day but the combination of Jenni, her partner J.J., the baby chick and a prompt "plop" of chicken poop on my chest, did wonder's for my mood! I love you Jen!


Current event's: I've been pretty much glued to the T.V. for several days now, watching the ever-changing scenario of what is going on in Japan. First and foremost, my thoughts and all good energy is in constant flow to the people in Japan. The world should take a lesson from the people there on how to "manage" in the face of adversity! No looting, no rudeness, no entitlement...just composure, compassion for their neighbors, patience and perseverance!


Nukes, radiation and subterfuge? I won't get political here...all I will say is, I have my potassium iodide tablets and an emergency preparedness supply...just in case. I'd rather be prepared and proactive, instead of following blindly. What I want more than anything, is to be wrong!


For current breaking news, I like to visit the Drudge Report. I have linked it here for you if you are interested.


I know this is a long post, and long over-due, so I will close now with one last photo of a hero who is near and dear to my heart. Meet Jared- he is my daughter Chy's boyfriend and Marine who is currently deployed to Afghanistan. Here is a little something he did during some off-time:

I hope you are all well~

So Sick...

Hi Everyone~
I'm so sorry for my lack of activity here...I'm pretty ill. I will return :) but was feeling bad about leaving everyone wondering....

Take Care~

My Current Reality~ In A Nutshell...Blonde

Hi Follower's aka Friend's and you "peep's" who stumble across my blog!


I'm going to give you a rundown of my weekend...hold onto your hat's, pant's, hair, or whatever else might have a tendency to be blown away!


Let's start the weekend with Friday evening/night. A reminder for some who might have forgotten or those of you that are new and just don't know this, yes, I am still sporting a Lime Green cast on the left leg and, I am still only able to get up into my wheelchair for 5-15 minutes twice a day. A not so pretty vision of this blogger should be forming in your mind's eye right about now.


I'm vain, therefore, there will be NO PHOTO's of me until Tuesday, at which time, I will stop following my doctor's orders long enough to wash my hair! My personal hygiene consists of: Washing my face, a "sponge bath", brushing my teeth, brushing my, now disgusting, hair and putting it into a ponytail, applying lotion to my very dry epidermis, and tons of moisturizer to my face! 


I am counting the hours until Tuesday...I have a doctor appointment, so I get to make myself presentable! I know I am in this for the long haul, but fingers crossed, my Doc will tell me I can be up for longer periods of time, thus removing my internal battle of having to choose "should I use the 15 minutes to wash my hair or should I get food for the day?"...obviuosly "food" has been my choice!


So, Friday night~ I had a piece of carrot cake for dinner, watched a marathon of "Million Dollar Listing" (seen on Bravo), that I had recorded on my DVR and I wanted to delete them to make room for more "reality tv" that I am discovering, I'm slightly addicted to. There you have it, that was Friday...I fell asleep during the marathon. Exciting, I know!


On Saturday, I decided to get ahead on a bit of next week's Social Media work, so I spent a few hours searching the internet for information that is pertinent to "what it is that I do"...now as most people know, when you start "searching the Net", you can get sidetracked very easily! Before you know it you are mulling over a purchase for some designer shoes, stiletto's no less (please see the humor and irony in that as it relates to me), and these shoe's most certainly have no place in your "Dave Ramsey- Live Debt Free" budget! You see where I'm going here?, I was way off track!


I did manage to get back on course and have a good jump-start to this weeks work.


My blog needed attention, so, I decide to post the Awards that some of you have given me, thank you, but I discover that I cannot find the posts that informed me of these Awards! Mortified, I have to then ask these generous Award-givers, "can you please re-direct me to these Awards?" ...and you have done so. Now I will post them, in their own post of course.


As evening rolled around, I realized I hadn't eaten since my "carrot cake meal" on Friday! I had already spent my second round of "15 minutes up" on feeding the animals and letting them out and back in for the night. The mini-fridge next to my bed is in dire need of re-stocking...it contains 1 Mike's Hard Lemonade, the infamous (almost gone) bottle of Mudslide that I found a month ago in my kitchen fridge, a block of moldy cheese, and a chocolate flavored Instant Breakfast drink. I'm starving!


Right about now you might be feeling kind-of bad for me....don't :) My girl twin, Chyanne, comes through the front door and says "Mom, are you hungry? I'm starved! Does fresh cracked crab and potato salad sound good?"... to which I reply "Hell yeah! I'll buy!"...and my little angel comes into my room and "snatches" (they learn this skill quickly) my debit card out of my hand and heads out the door to the grocery store for the goods! Here, meet Chy:

Chy makes it home, cracks the crab, comes to my room, has dinner and watched "The 40 Year Old Virgin" with me before she left for a night of fun and "whatever" with her friends. 


I need to take a moment to say this...I'm very fortunate to have the kids I have...we do have our difficulties, but all in all, I'm very blessed with them. All of my children have gone "above and beyond" what most children might experience in life, because of my disability, but, my disability has also provided them with life lessons that will be an asset as they get older and move through life.


My Saturday night continued with a little more excitement. We had wind gusts up to 40+ mph and I was fairly certain the power was going to go out so I made sure I had candles, matches and my flashlights beside the bed. 


I really dislike the high winds! I have a huge, very tall tree, right outside my bedroom...if it comes down, it's coming down on my bedroom! 


I like to think ahead in these "Mother Nature" moments...we've all seen the "raw news" video(s) of people being rescued in a natural disaster and the like...people in their underwear, out of their underwear, partially underwear-ed, you get the picture right? Well, that is not going to be me! Ok, except for when I recently broke my leg...I was in my Spanx, the kind that are capri length, and a tee shirt. I was headed into the pantry, getting ready to make coffee. I've learned my lesson, I will never make coffee in my Spanx again! Fortunately, Chy was here and my "most awesome" neighbor, Sharon (I know, we have the same name, cool huh?) had not left for work yet, so they spared me the shame of having to call the Firemen to come help me, in my Spanx! Shesh...if this isn't a run-on paragraph, I don't know what is...


Ok, so back to the "mother Nature and other Disaster Preparedness" I was talking about. The wind had started gusting last night and I look at my cast, my underwear, my cast, my underwear....I couldn't stand it, I had to get up! I drag my casted and slightly heavy legged-self into my chair for a 3rd time, breaking the Doc's rule, to get my pull-on yoga pants (I don't do yoga), I make my way back across the 4 feet from dresser to bed, haul my butt back out of my chair onto my bed, fold my yoga pants neatly across the back of my wheelchair, smile and say "not tonight Mother Nature, you're not catching me in my Spanx again!" and I happily drifted off to sleep, secure in knowing I wouldn't be caught in an embarrassing rescue. 


Have you noticed yet that I am delusional enough to think that I will be able to put the yoga pants on, cast and all, before I am trapped by the falling tree? That I might somehow hear that the tree is going to fall while I am asleep? Did you notice that I "folded" them and put them "on the back of my wheelchair" instead of putting them on my body and then mocking Mother Nature?!


And I have just shared with you a classic "Sharon Blonde Moment", the weekend is not over, there could be more to write about :)


I hope your Sunday is a great one! I will be back to hand out Awards! Yay!


Take Care~

Awards....

Hi Everyone~
I feel terrible...there have been a couple of people that sent me messages saying they left an award for me on their blogs...I cannot find them! Oh, my Blonde-ness is in overdrive right now!


If you were one of these oh-so-kind individuals, please send me another note letting me know where your blog is! I feel like a schmuck!


Take Care~

My 1968 Cougar XR7~She's A Beauty!

Hi Everyone~


I would like to introduce you to my obsession, my Summer fun, my escape from the day's that I wish my legs worked, my "hey baby wanna ride?" fantasy. 


In 1968 Playboy magazine said the Cougar XR7 was "the classiest" of new cars that year. 


So please meet "Goldie", my 1968 Cougar!

This car has given me more pleasure over the past several years, so much so, I cannot really put it into words.


I have loved fast cars since I was 10 or 11 years old. I remember my big brother was always tinkering on some ol' hunk of junk that was parked in the driveway when I was growing up. I loved to sit and ask him questions until he would finally get sick of me and send me on my way


My first Cougar I owned was in 1977, it was blue with white leather interior...I was lured away from her by this sassy little Fiat convertible in a moment of weakness. I sold the Cougar to a girlfriend from school and although the Fiat was fun, I always regretted selling that blue Cougar.


In 2004, I found "Goldie", she was parked inside a building in Spokane Washington, where classic cars are sold. I went straight to the bank, got a loan and made arrangements to get her to my home 100 miles away.


I have hand-control's installed (as I do on all my cars), and as soon as Spring starts to show signs of arriving, I call the mechanic and arrange for "Goldie" to be tuned-up and spit-shined, ready to hit the highway!


The air conditioner doesn't work, by choice, I don't really like air conditioning and it would probably cause "Goldie" to overheat anyway. So I pull my hair into a ponytail, put on a baseball cap, grab my shades, turn "Hotel California" by The Eagles up real loud and head out onto the highway! I cannot tell you the thrill I get, but you can see my smile from a mile away!


"Goldie" has a throaty rumble, that, when I pull up to a stop light, if there is a person who loves muscle cars nearby, her rumble will turn heads and the inevitable "thumbs-up" follows from her admirers.


So there you have it... My Goldie. I hope you enjoy the photo's. I promise a video of her first drive this Spring, I'll take you all with me! Of course that means you might have to put up with my singing (never a good thing), I will try to refrain from "cat calls" and whistling at good looking men...oh heck, no I won't, who am I trying to kid?! I promise, you'll get the full package, no editing.


Here's more of "Goldie" - click on the photo's for a larger view:

I hope your Wednesday is a good one!


Oh! I have a couple more Awards to post and pass out, later today :)


Take care~

My Head, My Head!

Hi Everyone~


I'm sorry, but today will be a "non-post". I was hit with a migraine last night and it has decided to stay a while. This is nothing new, I just need to let it pass and it will :)


I will respond to all comments just as soon as I lose the urge to gouge my eye's out with a sharp object!

The photo above was taken by Crystal when we went to Bandon, Oregon, Sept. 2010. This is an iconic rock on the Bandon coast, called "Face Rock" ...I love this view!

I hope you all are well and having a great week so far!

Take Care~

A Mental/Visual Escape Today

Hi Everyone~


For reason's I don't really need to go into, I am taking a "mental health day of absence". Life hit me hard this morning and I decided it would be better to escape via photographs and Google rather than slip over the edge into darkness.


One of my favorite places to go for a 3 or 5 day get-away is a little town on the Oregon coast called Bandon. It is my dream to live there one day, but, until I am able to make the move, I grab a friend, load up the car and make the 12 hour drive west!

My last trip to Bandon was in mid September of 2010. My good friend Crystal decided to make the trek with me and showed up at my house around noon on "departure day". As I got myself into my Audi (a very fun car to drive!), Crystal put my wheelchair in the back and proceeded to grab her bags from her car. Neither of us know how to pack light and before long the back seat was filled with various bags and "must have" item's.


I was excited to hit the road, had 6 CD's loaded in the player just in case we ran out of things to talk about (we didn't), my ice cold diet Coke was in it's holder and I smiled as Crystal slid into the passenger seat... I was giddy!


Crystal, just as excited as I was, reaches into her handbag, pulls out a 45 pistol and say's to me "where do you want me to put this?" My mouth gaping, I said "what the hell Crystal, who do you think we are?! Thelma and Louise?!" Crystal looks at me as if I've lost my mind and says "I always take my handgun, you just never know when you might need one!"...I couldn't help but laugh, then I asked if she had a license to carry the gun, she said "no", I said "then it's not going with us!"...5 minutes later we were headed down the highway, unarmed, happily digging into the snacks we had brought.

We had such a fun trip! I think we talked the whole way, ate just as much as we talked, took pictures, discovered that the bigger the line is on a map showing roads indicates a better road, maybe even paved!


It took us 15 hours to make it near the coast. We ended up on a "goat trail" more or less, in a national forest, during a torrential downpour and at one point had a baby elk running down the road in front of my car. The poor thing was scared to death of the storm! The baby elk made it back into the woods and we found our way to a town large enough to provide a hotel.


The next morning we got up, had coffee and drove the next hour in glorious sunshine the rest of the way to highway 101, ending up in Bandon, ready to relax with a wine cooler!

The gun was never needed and we look forward to our next trip as soon as my cast comes off, I will map out the route for the next excursion....big lines on the map the whole way!

If you want to see a live webcam view of the beach and monolith's at Bandon, visit this link: Mongo's Webcam and Website. I visit this website every day to get my "Bandon" fix...it tides me over between visits! Note~ you can only view the ocean during daylight hours, during the night, Mongo has the camera focused on a fish carousel of some sort.


Take Care~

My View Today....

Hi Everyone~


I thought I'd share my view with you today. In fact, this has been my view since last Tuesday. The chocolates are not always in view, but certainly nearby. The remote is never out of reach. At times there might be 3 or 4 cats next to me or sprawled out on the DVD player, absorbing the heat. The TV is not always on, but more often than not, I'm channel surfing.

When I took this photo I was watching a marathon of Jersey Shore and switching to a 2003 marathon of America's Next Top Model ... could I be any more boring? 


As you can see in the photo, I will need more chocolates soon. I'm craving a huge, greasy, cheesy, drag-it-thru-the-garden hamburger, fries and a strawberry milkshake or Orange Julius!


I'm in the mood to share some random information today, so check back and see what photo's I dig up :)


Take Care~

"LOL Award"

I was both shocked and thrilled to log into my blog and find the message from  "Semi True Torystellar" at Can U Relate?  

informing me that she had dug deep, and included me in the list of her "LOL Award" recipients.

We never know when a seemingly simple gesture can make all the difference in someones day...this was one of those gestures. I needed a little pick-me-up, as I was slipping into a small pity party, something I do not like to indulge myself with.

I'm new to the "Award Handouts" so please bear with me. Also, if you are not included in the list, it's only because I followed the rules that limited recipients to a total of 7. So here goes ----->

The rules for this Award are as follows:

Link to the person who awarded you:
Seven unknown facts about yourself:
Award to seven other people -

1. When I was 18 I applied for a job at the Playboy Bunny Club in Dallas, TX., for a cocktail waitress position. Got the job, but chickened out! (my moral compass kicked in)

2. I sold a dress to Lee Harvey Oswald's widow when I worked at a shop in Town East Mall, TX- 1978

3. Bozz Scaggs asked me to snort cocaine with him. I didn't and told him he was a loser! (I know this sounds scuzzy, I wasn't a drug addict...I can't speak for Bozz though)

4. I put a tiny dent in my big sister's Audi when I was 14 years old. (I told my sister about the dent years later)

5. I didn't write my term paper for English my Senior year in High School...my teacher passed me anyway.

6. I want to get my boobs done. (but I won't)

7. I dance in my chair when I'm alone and a good song is playing.

Thank you to "Semi True Torystellar" at Can U Relate? for lifting my spirits with this Award :) Please visit her blog and I'm sure you will be entertained as I was with my very first read!

Now it is my turn to pass this Award on to other Bloggers that I find interesting, entertaining and worth a read by the world at large. So this LOL Award goes to:
Chatty Crone - Funny, Inspirational, Thoughtful and Graciously Southern
This and That (As I Bounce Thru' Life) - "Bouncin' Barb is a jewel. It is apparent from the very first post you read, that she is a giving, caring, loving and very funny lady. I'm thankful I found her!
Tales From A Loser -Belle is absolutely no "loser", please visit her blog and you'l see she has much to offer!
My Life As Jenny!- I laugh just reading her name! She's hilarious- go see.
The Sparkling Diamond - Jennifer is fresh, exciting, funny and you never know what you'll find in her posts!
Even The Nice Ones - Funny, witty, brutally honest and well worth the read.
WHOSYERGURL - Cheryl is sweet, funny and you just know thru her words, she is a good person.

I would continue to hand out this award, but I'm following the rules. I think all my followers deserve to be recipients!

I hope you all have a great day. I'll be back~

Being A Slacker Is Overrated!

Hi Everyone!

Finally, I'm feeling better and am ready to take on the world again...from bed.

I'm so thankful that I can still earn a living while being flat on my back. No, I'm not utilizing the "oldest profession in the world", I do Social Media for businesses.

I want to extend another "thank you" to everyone who has stopped by and wished me well and a big "woot woot" for those of you who decided to click the follow button while you were here! The cockles of my heart (no clue what a cockle is) are warmed and content.

Having to spend long periods of time in bed is nothing new to me. I have issues with pressure on my "bum" that I have dealt with for thirty three years...it's just part of my life and I've adjusted to living with it, but, I have not had to be in bed with a cast on my leg before so I am on a learning curve here. It will work out fine though.

My oldest son and his daughter took me to the Orthopaedic doctor on Tuesday so I could have my permanent cast put on and I let my granddaughter choose the color for the cast. She chose Neon Lime Green....I am fairly certain, should I find myself crossing the street with oncoming traffic, the cast will alert driver's from quite a distance.

Now, let me warn you about the next photo. My son took this photo before I had a chance to tidy up my living space, so please excuse the mess. If you look closely, you will see that I have all the essentials within arms reach: iPhone, extension cord for charging all "must have" electronics and technology, my wallet, very useful for the online shopping I will inevitably do, remote controllers, air freshener (thank you TJ-my stinky Lab), snacks, a box of See's chocolates, a TV tray so my "gruel" doesn't end up down the front of me, plenty of mind altering drugs and of course a coffee!

I decided to spare you all the horror of  having to see my bed-head hair, well that and the fact that I am extremely vain, so I put on a beanie:

It is uncertain at this time, just how long I will need to stay flat and keep the leg/foot elevated, but I do know it will be for at least the next two weeks. I go back for more xrays on February 15th so hopefully the Doc will have good news and a timeline for me by then.

Once again, through adversity, I am reminded of how much I love the internet! Thank goodness I have this connection to the outside world! Imagine if one day the internet just went away.....

My circle of friends has grown since I started this blog, I appreciate all of you and want you to know that you brighten my day, lift my spirits and feed my soul. Thanks so much for including me in your life!

I will be blogging daily now, so check back once in a while! Also, I am adding a "favorite blogs" list to my sidebar today to show my appreciation and to let the world know that I follow some awesome bloggers!

"Life is full of events that might be out of our control, how we choose to deal with those events is 100% up to YOU"

Have a great day!

Huge Thank You!

Hi Everyone!

I'm feeling a little under the weather today, the drugs are not sitting well :) I will post more later today or tomorrow, but needed to let all of you know how much I appreciate the visits and comments! My heart is very full!

A special shout-out to Bouncin' Barb for sending her people over. I will be providing links for everyone in my next post.

I was given a blog award too! I will post that also.

You have brightened my days and spirit more than I can express!

I'll be back as soon as "Chuck", first name "Up" decides to leave me alone!

Take care xo

And That's How I Roll....

Hi People :)


I've had a bit of excitement over the past few days, which accounts for my lack of posts. I'm sorry for that.


As most of you know, I use a wheelchair due to an accident 33 years ago resulting in the loss of the use of my legs. Well, I fell out of my chair (not a regular thing for me), and ended up breaking my left leg in two places and my ankle. I have now entered the realm of "Super Gimped-Up".

All of this is sort of tricky because I have a temporary cast on my leg and foot which will only remain on until the swelling goes down. I am very limited in my mobility now, heck, I am not mobile at all! I can't let my foot point down towards the floor because if it swells any further it could constrict blood-flow to the foot and since I can't feel my foot, I wouldn't know the circulation has stopped, which could result in losing my foot completely...I don't want that to happen!


I am waiting to hear from the orthopaedic surgeon to find out what the next step will be in this process. I'm fairly certain it will be a real cast, to be worn for a very long time. I'll take photos!


Wish me luck and I will keep you posted!


The silver lining in this is, thank goodness I didn't break my arm! I'd have a heck of a time trying to wheel my chair with one hand...I'd just go in circles!


Take care everyone :)

Good Music, Company and Food~ Sunday

Today started off great and has stayed that way. Life is good!


My youngest daughter, one half of my twins, is home and we are going to cook... okay, okay, she is going to cook. I am going to keep her company and clean.


We are blasting good music and chatting it up. I love days like this!

Enjoy your day!

Spiders, Cognac and a Movie

Hi People!

I guess the Universe decided it was time for me to have a visit from the migraine demon. This one was not a "doozie" but close... I lost two days, but I'm feeling great again! The good thing about migraines for me is, mine don't last forever. I can wait it out because so far, they have always gone away after a few days, Yay!

My last post was about my wheelchair... I needed to tell you that story so you could understand this post better and have a good "visual" to accompany the post.

So one night, in the very recent past, I had finished my duties of feeding TJ the dog, letting him out to relieve himself for the night (a futile effort, he wakes me at 2AM to go out again... always), I fed the cats, made sure the lizards had water, turned off all the lights, mulled over a snack choice, decided against one, made my way to my bedroom to settle in, under a cozy blanket in bed and watch a movie. Perfect!

The movie is "The Big Chill", it's a favorite of mine. I'm not sure why really. None of my old friend's and I have ever gotten together over a funeral, spent a weekend having sex, doing drugs and fulfilling past fantasies ... notice I left out the drinking, that has happened, but not after a funeral! Okay, so you get the picture, I'm comfortable, and enjoying my movie.

By now, I am saying everyone's lines with them (I really do know the movie that well), I'm very content with life at this moment in time, until.... out of my lower peripheral vision (is there such a thing?), I see something moving across my chest. It's large, it's dark and yes, I look down...it's a big-ass, hairy, disgusting SPIDER! 

Now let's just stop for a moment. What would you do? I'm assuming you have two leg's that actually move when you want them to. If I had two leg's that responded to the command's my brain is, at this point, screaming to said leg's, I would have created a sonic boom from moving so fast! The spider would have died a much swifter death and this scene would have lasted but a few seconds!

Well, (insert sarcastic laugh here) thats not how this event took place.

No, see even after thirty three years of my leg's going on strike, my first instinct is "leg's move, run like the wind"...pause...nothing happen's, the spider is starting to move into the covers now. I'm moving on to plan "B" at this point which consists of arms flailing wildly, my mouth forming the words "Oh shit, now where is it!, Oh shit, It's under the cover's!"... remember, I'm still laying flat on my back, leg's laying perfectly still, and God bless my arm's they are now beating the blanket and then throwing it off the bed, onto the floor! It's not over....

I reach for my wheelchair, it's parked right beside my bed. I pull myself up into a sitting position to better scan the floor for spider remain's, I put my left hand down onto the bed to balance myself and what does my hand land on? The SPIDER! More screaming ensues, more profanity, and still, my leg's resting peacefully in place on the bed...how dare they!

So now I fling the spider off the edge of the bed and I feel goo on my hand. I look, it's SPIDER FLUID! and TWO LEGS! More screaming, more profanity.

As I recover and gather my composure, I reach for the handy wipes and hand sanitizer beside my bed. I lean over the edge of my bed, reaching under the bed for the bottle of Hennessy that I keep there. After enjoying a nice big swig of that ever-so-smooth Cognac, I look at the big, hairy, disgusting but dead, spider and say "tell your friend's to be afraid, be very afraid!" ... I freaking HATE spiders!

I won, no thanks to the legs, but I still love my leg's, even if they are just ornamental.

I would gladly endure more mosquito's if it meant we could live without spiders.

Gravity Helps...

I wanted to take a moment to let you all know that I didn't fall off the planet...hello, gravity?! It's impossible to "fall off the planet", Isaac Newton taught us, that it all has to do with mass, and distance, the earth and the sun...and some other shit that I don't really recall right now, but hey, if you need to know, just Google it.

Seriously though, I've had my "Grandma" hat on for the past few days, so I've limited my online activity. I love that hat and when it's on my head, nothing else really matter's.

I've got a few thing's saved up to write about though, so I am letting you know that more posts are imminent! 

To say "thank you" to those of you that have done me the honor of clicking that "follow" button, seem's inadequate, but I do thank you and I'm thrilled to share "my blonde moments" with you!

In my first post, I promised to explain the "wheelchair", and I think now would be a good time to get this taken care of.

This will be the condensed version, as it is very old news for me, none the less, it is very "relevant" to the parts that make me, Sharon, the person I am. In all honesty, my wheelchair has shaped the person I am today and it is very near and dear to my heart.

When I was nineteen, I married my love. The wedding was at my best friend Tracy's,  parent's home. No, it was not a shotgun wedding! I was not pregnant, I really was in love.

I was living away from my "love", and was pursuing my dream of becoming a stewardess for an airline based in Dallas, Texas. The year was 1978.

This must be included (also condensed), I decided to "kill two birds with one stone" (because I was young and broke) when I was subpoena'd by the State of Idaho to appear in a criminal trial as a witness for the State (ugh, another long story)... this way I could help my best friend and get married, then return to Texas with my husband and start our life together! Yay!

This is where a sound effect would come in handy...I would choose the sound of a turntable needle scratching rapidly across a record. For those of you too young to know what that is, I'm sorry, you missed out on that. Any who, back to my story... "Life" had a different plan for me, so twelve days after my wedding day, I was involved in a car wreck. 

Fast forwarding through the tears, anguish, and other fall-out from the wreck, I ended up losing the use of my legs because I was thrown from the truck, breaking my back in three places. The "silver lining" for me, was, although the first break was at my chest level, it could have been just a bit higher and I would have lost the use of my hands.

There is so much more to this story, and maybe over time, bit's and pieces will be "relevant" to some other story, so you might hear "more" on this subject in the future... I'm fairly certain you will!

Now, would be a good time for you to see me with my life-long best friend. We have been through a lot, both together, and apart, so please - Meet Tracy and a bit more of me:

The photo is at her wedding in Vegas a few years ago... yes, she is on my lap. The two of us are, a party, waiting to happen!

So there you have it. I didn't fall off the planet, you can Google all you ever wanted to know about gravity, I have used a wheelchair for almost thirty three years, and you've met my best friend that has been a constant in my life who, well frankly, I just don't know what my life would be like without her!

So I will leave you with this thought... Who the HELL decided that spider's were a good thing?! That might seem "random", but trust me, it's "relevant"... to my next post :)

Watching Cooking Show's....Can't Cook

I do this every day. I have the TV on, usually with the volume turned down low, but not so low that I can't hear what is being said. I work on my computer, listen and look at the TV from time to time to see what the TV Chef's have to say. My objective? Well... maybe, just maybe, some of those cooking skills will enter my body through osmosis .....


I love to see all the fabulous, mouth-watering meals that these people can "easily" (using that term loosely!) throw together. And I think..."Ooooo I'm going to try to make that!" of course, I know I won't because ... want to know what I have in my fridge at this moment? Here, I'll show you!

Now a "cook" might look in my fridge and say there's enough ingredients in there to whip up a feast! Oh, I beg to differ... Probably 80% of the item's in my fridge are expired, and now that I have exposed the interior of my fridge to the online world, all I really see is that I need to clean!


The drawer's have fresh broccoli, tangerines, Ruby-Red grapefruits, red grapes and a "mondo" bag of carrots...all of which are edible. 


So tonight I won't be fooled by Rachael Ray's claim's of "thirty minute meals", no, I've got her beat...my dinner will take three minutes and I will be full and satisfied with something I grab out of the old "ice-box"... the vision is already forming, it will have something to do with Tillamook cheese, already sliced.

Sorry "Rache" .... no, I'm really not sorry :)


Oh WOW! My day just got better! I see on the bottom shelf, in the dark recesses of the back of my fridge, there's a bottle of Mudslide! Alcohol doesn't go bad, does it? 

4:28AM and the cat decides it's time for some petting...Really?

I suppose one advantage to the end of my fifteen year relationship with the father of my children is the fact that "his" side of the queen size bed is now occupied by my laptop, which comes in handy at moments like right now.

At 4:28AM (according to my iPhone, also residing on "his" side of the bed), my daughter Brit's cat, Nalah, decided that this time of the morning would be a good time to demand love and affection from me....who I might add was sleeping peacefully.

Why is it that a little four pound cat can cause so much discomfort to a woman's chest when she decides to walk across said chest? Those tiny paws can hit pressure points that just about send me through the roof! But Nalah is smart and obviously knows that if she walks across my chest, I will in fact, wake up.

So here I am... wide awake. Nalah got her five minutes of attention and has wandered off to other rooms in the house, probably finding a nice place to curl up and sleep until daylight arrives.

What to do....

Here's what I did:

I watched Flashmob videos... Thank you YouTube!

I guess I'll go make coffee, and thank you Nalah for causing a chain reaction that is making today begin with a smile....let's go grind the beans. Here kitty, kitty, kitty.....

Monday...it's a good day!

Today started out in the usual manner. My alarm went off, some of you have the same or similar alarms I'm sure. My alarm comes in the form of two elderly orange Tabby cat's (brother's), Leo and Donny. Followed by the "snooze button" - TJ, my black Lab, wanting to be let outside to pee and not to be outdone, Nalah, my daughter's cat (I'm cat-sitting indefinitely) insist's on getting under my cover's to lay on my chest, purring and drooling.

I waited as long as possible, but TJ is about ready to cross his legs to keep from having an accident, so I assured him "I'm getting up, okay, okay!" and slide off the bed into my wheelchair (yes wheelchair, it's a long story, I will get around to telling you)and I make my way to the kitchen area where the deck door is. TJ leading the way along with Donny, Leo, and Nalah, the cat's don't need to pee, they just think they are starving.


I made my coffee...I'm some-what of a coffee snob, so I have to grind the beans- Nalah insists on jumping onto the kitchen counter to watch the process, I've given up on trying to train her not to, instead I buy loads of sanitizer wipes.

With coffee in hand, I make my way back to my bedroom/office to enjoy the caffeine, watch Judge Mathis and Judge Jeanine Pirro to see stupid people suing other stupid people...it's a great way to start the day!


Today a woman was suing her "friend with benefits", whom she started sleeping with two weeks after "mourning the death of her fiancé". She is suing him for a cell phone bill...the cell phone she got for him, while "mourning the death of her blah blah blah..". Why do women do these things? Is the sex really that good? I have my doubt's!


So after the stimulating coffee and TV, I turned on my laptop to start my Social Media work. I love my job...I get to work from home, online, no going out into the snow and cold, no commute, and I get to wear my jeans, favorite sweater or tee-shirt and earn a living. I'm fortunate, to say the least!


After completing my Social Media work it was time to own up to my New Year resolution- I vowed that today, January 10, 2011, I would start my workout and by Spring I will no longer have "bat-wings" on my arms. So I did it! Day one of my quest for sculpted arms, done!

I'd like to share with you a funny little post that I found on a blog today...it's about leaches:

It’s Not What You Got, It’s How You Use It.

By Treadmarkz (visit the blog- Leaving Treadmarkz Across the Universe)

For those of us with disabilities, it is easy to get down on ourselves for what we don’t have. Abilities, skills, functions. Whatever. If you have recently experienced this feeling of dejection, this observation recently made by my wife is for you.

We were thumbing through a book of “useless facts” when we stumbled upon something that turned out to be quite useful. “Leaches have 32 brains,” it read.

To which my wife blithely replied:

“How come they haven’t taken over the world yet?” and “It just goes to show its not the brains you have, its how you use them.” and finally “I mean they’ve got thirty two brains and all they’ve figured out how to do is suck.”

All this before I had mustered up the wit for a single observation of my own.

 And now I think I will leave you with that thought....


Tonight I'm going to watch Brad on The Bachelor and see if any of the women they chose to compete for the affection of that gorgeous hunk of man, has learned how to do anything more with their lives than "just suck".