QUICK UPDATE

Still alive, Lord knows why.
Struggling with the myriad of problems thgis surgery has brought up.
Memory restoration has been limited to just my first two languages I could read and write.

As with last time, my facial hair has gone wild with the reaction to the surgery - about half an inch a week!  And I, from wHom such waS UNKOWN for the first 60 years of life have a problem adjusting to anyng on my face!

On Saturday, I got my nephew to take me to evening services.        it was a hoot.
I realize that I look like death warned over,  hence why I came on Saturday evening.
And many nurses work the hospital i was at on Wednesday.
So stories already abound over that bloodbath!
I visited with three of the nurses, even let one hug me.
Touched was the last thing I wanted, but maybe needed .....

One of the old times came up and complained that I had hogged all of the doctors when I was there and his foot hurt!  Yeah, well, that is Bill ....

And there was this odd lattice structure in the sanctuary ... then at the beginning of service they explained this was now our wailing wall - write out your need and puy in the grid.  No one will look, no one will pray, just between you and God ...

And I am thinking to myself - yup, my church has finally gone over the edge into pagan christianity!  I wo9nder which magazine they read that bright idea in .....

sigh ...

Bleeding To Deatrh

sorry, no video this morning!

I had just written Thursday's post and was thinking now on a video for today ... but ...

Now my leg had been swelling slowly since the surgery and Thursday was my appointment with the surgeon and i planned to ask hi8m about it ... but ...

Wednesday night i move3d slightly on my bed and the stitches all let go!

Like an exploding water-ballon, the leg deflated, blood was everywhere!

By the time my youngest daughter could reach me, I had already lost 5 pints!

And Kris just hates needles!  Five hours later , too many needles, and what is left of me is taken back home.

A huge set back in my healing plans, healing now pushed back by six weeks - so no shows for me it seems.  :(

Lessons learned:
blood can exit quite quickly
towels make bad tournequets
unbelievable exhaustion
unbearably cold
new bed now needed

sigh

Smitty

Two mont5hs ago, Swede fell ill and I rather quickly figured out that he was my lone person I would be able to rely on  and with him consumed by the plague, I needed another resource.

Then I stumbled upon my nephew complaining how bored he was, now that the holidays were over and with it his job.     Bored, really?  So he is now caring for me!

His name is Paul but he likes to be called Smitty.  He has a very good heart and knows his Bible - and has the wildest imagination of anyone I have ever met!  I fully expect him to be writing youth sci-fi in the not so distant future!

So he is doing everything for me since i am a basket case for few more weeks.   And i have decided to hire him to help me with doing antique shows.  Well as long as i can keep my mother away from him!

today we are sorting for the show in four weeks.
:)

One Week Review

I had my first review by the amputee specialist.
Aways fun having your stump man-handled!  eEEPAH!
He was impressed by my hives, all over my body!
But, the "residual" leg looks good.
Healing nicely.

Then my insurance company called and wanted a run down.
They were rather unhappy that the hospital discharged me covered in hives and unable to sit up ... yeah, something in my back or diaphragm is damaged.
So, I geuss that was the last sraw, as far as Blue Cross is concerned.
Fransican now gets a down grade?

Last time the CDC came down on them like a ton of bricks
Now the insurance company
I think I am going to get an "avoid this patient", if such a thing exists!
Sigh ...

Math or Art?

Do you have a friend whom one day just appeared and - BLAM!!!!!, they were there and you were instant friends?  I do, his name is Kim and many a long antique show hour has been passed in laughter with him and his brother Rick!  Well, for me at least.
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Before surgery, he sent a copy of a book his daughter had given him - The Art of Being You.  It looks at life from the standpoint of God being an artist, in His creation of the finalized you.

It was an interesting idea: God's goal a finished me, a work of art ....... hmmmmm!

Of course it revolves around math: rules and regulations which impede works of art .....
Everything is goal oriented - you either achieve or fail.
Which is NOT how God works at all!
It is how this performance based culture works.
It is how paganism (the 'modern' church of our age) works.
It is how SATAN works - using our failures to beat us up.

and I get pounded regularly by those who believe God calls us to perfection ...

Written by Bob Kilpatrick ... and who is he?!?!?!?
You see I know the name, I know some of what was in the book, but not his son - so it had to have been a very long time ago! Ah the joys of amnesia!

Well, a keeper, thank you Kim!
And Lord willing I will be up walking and ready to laugh my way through the next show!

Quite The Week

It is always draining when you are facing  surgery; you do all you can do - but always in the end, your to do list is nowhere near the end - but your time is up! Even if days were 48 hours long, there still would be insufficient time.

You try to say good-bye to friends but the one with the gulf of things left unsaid is not open to communication, so you wish them well and know that shallow, insubstantial words is all there ever will be until God does what He does best and changes hearts.

And you wish you would rather not come to, than to live a shallow vacuous life.  But you know God is not done with you yet - so you will be cursed with life ...

And, all things remain the same.
Almost ...

So physically, a grueling time. pain is not one of my desires in life.
But, I think I am doing well and way ahead of the curve.

And hives!  I have no idea what they hit me with but at one week, almost, I am still covered in them!

On the good news side - my mind is clear!
Which is to say I can finally think!  The fog is gone!
And so far - so is the stutter.
Yesterday I found that my German and French had returned ...
But other than my one memory from before 10/17/2015, I still have only that past, to remember from.

So, your prayers are sought and desired.
Thank you.

Musical Saturday Morning

An old friend on my mind and though I hated the 1970's, a few songs remind me of better times in my life ...  This song was popular at a time when I was contemplating my future, friends and life in general.  But it was not for another 8 years before I began to get my life back together.  So much for brain power with insufficient information ...

Liar - Liar

Well, I was a bit surprised over the weekend!
To say the least.

My 7th step-mother and I had a bit of an unpleasant history, going back to my years in high school!  So, when she became mother number 7, I was very happy to try and put the past behind us - but there was no response.  And I got angry letters from my father - but no idea as to why.  I was attempting to make peace, he was blowing up!

One weekend he suffered a massive disk crash and his computer company called me out to take a look.  Father was so twitchy I just popped in to say hello, heard about his problems and offered to take a look.  He was hesitant but finally said okay.

In the computer room, behind the disk drives, I found the wedding present I had sent them, as well as a Christmas present for her.  Uhm, this was nice and expensive stuff!  I never said anything.  I told father his disk manufacturer had sent the wrong size platters and left.

Father was a pathological liar, I knew it age three, I had hoped it would outgrow his problem.  I guess not.

Many years later she left him, he had a massive stroke, which required I move him from Fairbanks to Minneapolis for  surgery and recovery (5 years!).  Eventually, father died and about six months later my mother gets a note from Social Security that with news of wife 7's death, she now get double the money.

Well, I was surprised!

I have tried for years to find out why she died or what of.  Yes, I do care, she was prickly but likeable - and it honored her sister's memory. But, every search turned up nothing!  Almost 7 years of failure in trying to get any information during an odd moment.  And then I hit pay dirt!

Completely on a whim I remembered her middle name, so I typed it in.  Bingo!  I found her alive and well.  No idea what to do after so many years.  She  had been the local-ish grandmother that the kids had liked - her loss in their lives led to many problems for them and me.  So, I am guessing they would not welcome knowing she is still alive.

I have no idea now what Social Security was saying.  The letter long gone, though mother has it memorized.  Their information wrong - buy why?

So, still a bit upset to know how fate has played my children and me.
Sigh ... I really hate liars ...

In Surgery

So, I am in surgery.
If you care to remember me in prayer, like daily for the next two months, it would be appreciated.
Prayer was all that dragged through the last one.
Hopefully, in two weeks I will be over this enough to visit my computer again.

And hopefully I will not be struck with the erasure of my mind again............

Until then, or until we meet on the other side:
Have a good life,
Learn to accept what GOD gives you,
Not taking what you want,
When you want,
Live at peace with all,
Stay in fellowship,
And flee from evil.

Wrong Place

I had planned to meet up with a friend for dinner on Friday night, but the best laid plans ...

First up was a movie, Passengers, the new Pratt/Lawrence "block buster".  Well I love sci-fi, queried my friends and none had seen it yet - so, okay, why not?  It is a Friday night.

To make it short, avoid the film.

I was forced to just take a hike, it was wasting my time with teenage male dominated dreams - zero reflections of reality!  In the real world, Pratt would be incarcerated at the least for his behavior and women are not that stupid as to "love" a sexual predator as in this movie.

Just another gross example of how far Hollywood is from reality, how people behave and what the essence of LOVE really is.  Conversely, I have found that love is not understood by many at all any longer.  Once back home, I checked the website and found that it was intended to be a love story.  They really missed the mark on that count!  Read on ...

So, off I set to the restaurant we were to meet at, WildFin.

I asked for a table for two, but obviously there was only one of me.  I waited 30 minutes and figured I guess it will be dinner for one.  As I walked through the dining room, eyes followed my almost every step.  It was a bit unnerving.  I was seated and looked around - a see of 30 somethings, eyes everywhere, on everyone.  It was not until a blond about 50 feet away was playing peek-a-boo with me behind her date that I figured it out - this is t he local hook up joint!  Gees.

So, that explained the trainwreck in progress at the table next to me.  He intend on his food, she wishing to talk and alternately looking over at me - though I have no idea as to why.  When he finally did speak after 1.5 hours of stuffing his face, it was not intelligible.  She apparently did understand and said, "no problem, I got you covered ..."  I assumed that he was sticking her with the bill, but no she tossed him a condom ... And yes, he did let her pay!

I was a little taken back by the utter brazenness of what had just happened.
I quietly paid my bill.
I swiftly walked out.

The food was excellent, the prices high and the entertainment a bit too adult for me ...

Warmth

Oh, it is so nice to have heat in the house for the first time in three weeks!  Eepah this has been one cold spell!  The cat was really unhappy to lose its radiant heater it has been snuggling up to for 21 hours a day, but has finally decided that the furnace vent is acceptable - but I got chewed out for at least two hours before she would lay down in her usually spot!  Mouthy cat!

The house is running at 64 degrees right now because it is just so flaming hot to me at this temperature now, I can not take a higher setting!  I think the cat would prefer something in the 90's!

The actual install was fairly painless.  I had gotten up at 7:30 am, got my leg on and dressed, opened the access door to the basement - which was not easy with the ice in the yard I had to cross - open a gate which was frozen shut - then a frozen lock on the basement door! And of course what would such activities be if not bringing injury to Kris?  Yeah sprained left wrist (the same hand with all of the broken fingers!) and sliced right thumb!  Sigh ...

Back inside, I warmed up, got some tea, turned on the space heater and there was a knock at the door!  It is only 8:30!  So they began work.  The way those two worked I do not imagine there was much profit in the job!  They were smashing panels faster than they could get news out of their truck!  But, they managed to get it all done - hauled out the old furnace (primitive technology!), installed the new one, rewired the controls in the TV room, loaded up and left.  About two hours later, the house was at 58 degrees, a very slow warming process!  And the duct cleaner showed up 5 hours late!

As a reflection it was uncomfortable having two meth users doing the furnace work.  But, they seemed honest enough - and sure were no on this planet!  The duct guy was not someone I would ever let in my house again.  Competent but I fear there was a real moral/personal problem there and I am glad I was home and not one of my daughters.

So, another $7,000 gets flushed - doubling the total bill for all of the disasters which occurred on Christmas Eve.  Next up, the exterminator for the ant invasion which occurred then as well .....

The fun never stops .... !

But, as the building warms up, I went off to the movies and dinner out! :)
And it was roastie-toastie when I got back. :)

Musical Saturday Morning

Yes, I am trembling on the cusp of falling another year older.
I guess this makes 22, again!
This song is almost as annoying as birthdays ....
:)

Power Out

Like my week has not been inconvenient enough, the power is out to the house as the gas people pulled the furnace yesterday and will be reinstalling the new furnace today.

So, in the midst of one of the coldest two weeks in Seattle history, no heat - but getting by with a forced air portable unit at my feet, and now no power to even run that!

Just sitting around shivering in the dark at 25 degrees in the house!

I will tell you about any excitement on Monday!

my life ......
:(

Raw Nerve

If emotions were a raw nerve,
Satan nailed mine yesterday.

Day by day, I usually do well at just maintaining, which is to say I am lucky no one actually pays much attention to me or my inability to not hide my feelings would label me weird.  But then again, I am only at two years and a few months of having them.  And God strengthens me - literally moment by moment.

But still Satan lurks and the minute I am not watching, BLAM! It nails me every time.  So random, from so many different directions, so raw the wound ...  Of course, it has to be a part of my life I have no ability to protect myself from - my heart.  As I commented one time not so long ago, God manipulates us to put us where He wants us, He gives me clues occasionally and that is only made worse when God tells me things which are very detailed and His answers are not changing with time.  Sigh.  And all of the world is running in the opposite direction and telling you that you are the problem - not their lack of listening.  Sigh .....

Yeah, vague I know, but I am not likely to ever share my heart uncloaked in a social forum ever again!

So, a horrid day with many tears.
No matter, I am the only one whom apparently cares.
And I have many other stressors to deal with which are more immediate.
Like surviving surgery in a week.
And an utterly insane mother ...

Please keep me in prayer.

Eh?

So, spent yesterday with many doctors, again!, I really am tired of doctors!

Seems my flu which flattened me last week was actually food poisoning and it took me a few hours to trace back dining at Denny's on Tuesday.  I had not liked the smell or taste but I was hungry and had never been made actually ill by eating there before.  URP!  This plus a little problem I had there back in 2013 with items being stolen from my car while I was there ..... and later observed in the possession of one of the cooks ..... I can pass on ever eating there again.

My sinus infection which set in last week also, well, yeah it is.  So now on my favorite antibiotic!  URP!  But, it should be cleared up by surgery day next week.

And then I went in for a hearing test ....  Yeah, functionally deaf if you are a soft spoken female!  LOL!

It seems all of those years shooting for the Army back in the 1970's, quite literally millions of rounds, as they trained me to be as natural with my Model 21 rifle - as pointing my finger!  Yeah, I knew my rifle well ....  But, then that was the point of those three years and that sea of brass I had to produce each week (5,000 rounds per afternoon!)!

I guess that once I can walk again, perhaps around mid-May, I will think about twin hearing aids - sigh ...  I get to be the first ever in my family line to ever use one, since the 1880's and great-great-grandfather Scott.  He had a cool horn he carried around :)  Were it not he was owner of a custom gun manufacturing firm, as well as a brewery, I would go for the idea of being a pirate - with a horn ...  LOL!

Man, growing old sucks!

But, at least the hearing aids will help me if someone is whispering or is female ... don't much need to worry about females, outside of my daughters none talk to me much anyway and none of my daughters are troubled by being quiet!  LOL!

Stranger Prayers Continue

A few weeks ago I told you about the randomness of a young lady led to pray for me in the middle of a thrift shop.  I am still awed by this but suppose if someone will pray for my leg and what is pending - I will take it!

Then I treated myself to some black tea and toast at the local greasy spoon.

As I got up to leave, this woman come up to me and, "Kris, what has happened to you!?!?!?"
Absolutely no clue whom she is.
So I told her the tale and about the pending surgery next week.

"Can we pray for you?"  Okay ..... a little weird, but I guess I need it if God keeps causing this to happen!

She introduced her friend to me, a well known Christian author and pastor.  And I guess she knew me too well, she knew of my degrees in Apologetics.  Even my family doesn't know about them!  So, whom is she?

We chatted a little, prayed and I left them to their greasy breakfasts .... URP!!!!

I thought on this on the way home.
I guessing that if those whom do know me will not pray for me,
I guess God will call up strangers to do so,
and tell them more about me than I am comfortable with .....

As I said, weird and welcome ...

Whacked!

Quite an interesting weekend ...

Went to Costco for tires, oh did I tell you I bought a car?, dropped it and the keys off and headed for the Costco hot dog line!  YUM!  It was a good dog, but gone far to fast!  So, I headed off for some browsing.

Did not find anything I needed except for Sherlock seasons one through three, went to check out and ... well, I started feeling really queasy ...

Got my purchases, checked my watch, still 30 minutes before my car would be ready.  The queasiness increased...  I headed for the toilet post haste!

We will end the discussion here, it was horrible.  But, I believe that I finally dislodged my first brussel sprout I ate at three years old ...

And, I was supposed to meet an old friend I have missed for many decades ... but was it an allergy attack or the flu?  I did not want to gamble and so cancelled.  It killed me!  But, better my disappointment than someone else inspecting porcelain palaces ...

And Saturday was lost.
And Sunday I could not even make church.
And Monday - the thought of food is BLEECH!

So post early this morning, I could not even make it to the computer over the weekend!
But, I will try and think of something for tomorrow, since I am currently able to sit upright!

Musical Saturday Morning

I was sitting in Panera eating a sandwich on Monday and this really odd song came on.  I knew it .... but there was no way for me to identify it ... sigh.  It took a few more days for me to remember it was a James Bond theme song, so that narrows the field.  And it was the last of the Pierce Brosnan films.  So, narrowed even further!

A quick visit to YouTube and I had the song as well as the video ... only trouble was, the Bond version may not be very kid friendly!  So, a few more clicks and I had the Madonna version.  Sort of a PG but better than the full blow British Bond (yes, there are differences!)  ... so enjoy a very odd song!

Picasso Perspective

"It is all a matter of perspective.  How you see the world around you is what you can communicate.  And, you get to choose what it is inside of this perspective that you wish to concentrate on ...", and so began another day of lecture in 1966 by Pablo Picasso.  As one of six of his students, I quietly exhaled and knew I was about to be utterly lost again for another four hours ...  it was all so philosophical!

No, I was never to become the artist I desired to be, my father's brutality on such an endeavor was without bounds.  Luckily, I had a brain and learned how to use it.  And when I became a Christian, my new father (God) felt my life needed to be complicated by "knowing" all manner of things I should never have been able to ...

I had a chance to catch up with one of my old students last fall.  She had been in my classes for 7 years, I was her sitter for a while before that, so I knew her extremely well.  When she had problems during those troubled Junior High years - I advised her on what to do.  When the rush of the hormonal teenage years where upon her - I advised her as to her best course of actions.  When it became time for life - I advised her on her best path.  And when it was time to marry - I advised to not do so.

Mind you, she had twin problems: she had a deceitful spirit and I knew early on that anything she said to me was suspicious at best as far as truthfulness would be desired.  And she would never accept that I had any idea as to what was best for her.  So, yeah, although I gave her truth - as God would reveal it to me - she could not accept what was said.  After all, I am just an old German computer nerd and she is, well, above all mankind in her mind.  So, yeah, lots of problems along the way.

The marriage did not last long and she took off and married again - to a guy almost exactly like that first non-Christian disaster!  Well, that one did not do so well either and so along came number three, again a carbon copy of that first two.  None of them where Christian, she insists on being unequally yoked - as Paul put it.  So though she desires happiness - she never finds it because she is looking at the wrong perspectives and places in life!  And now, she is shattered.  She realizes that she will never find that elusive happiness and real love.  I offered no advice as to her course of action this last time - she never has listened, she always chooses wrongly, and once upon a time, long ago, she actually had met that someone - but he was not "hot" or special, just a solid Christian young man.  He still is single, still is thinking about maybe looking again but all of the females he can find - would not even consider him still.

Such is the curse of a generation bent upon self destruction - because they are smarter than God, their elders and anyone else whom would dare speak against their deeply held desires.  And I have not given up on him, though I may have to drop kick him to even ask a girl out, when/if the time is right ...

So why would I even continue to try?  No one listens, everyone forgets what you tell them, even the last time I tried - the person came back years later with "God just does not talk" to them and they were so lost as what to do ... and yet I had so plainly told them over and over again what they needed to do!  But, that path is of no interest to them!  I could laugh were it not so tragic.  Yet, there once was one whom did listen once ...

Random woman in line for popcorn at a movie struck up a conversation with me and out of nowhere comes this question about life ...  And God told me what I needed to share, what I need to tell her to validate that she was hearing was not of me.  And she listened, and she did as I had told her.  I only saw her again was a few years later.  Two decades later she hunted me down and told me all which had happened, what she was saved from and how happy she was to have stumbled upon me!

Really?  I can only tell someone something, God tells me, and she is only one I have known of to have listened.  Well, then there is another whom did exactly as told, but had long forgotten what was told  - sometimes I giggle to think of how God had set them up to do exactly as He wanted.  Though they will be in Heaven before they ever figure it out.  :)

Where you set your eyes, is where your path will begin.  It is all a matter of perspective.  That is why we are responsible before God and do so poorly for we only see what is of no value in our eyes - but priceless in God's.

You can change your path, you can learn to  value what God values, and your rewards will not be of this Earth ...  so expect unhappiness and frustration when you choose the wrong perspective.

Worship

So I was thinking about the idea of worship.
In my church it means we sing songs without end which only express God from a warped man's viewpoint.  Songs by Redman are amongst the worst in that regard.  Nothing wrong with his songs as long as you understand there is a whole lot of "me"-ism contained in them.
And that is not impressing God!

Romans 9

God wants to be adored
Not analyzed!
Yet so much of our pulpit time is spent trying to out think God!

Man's pride is adversed to the idea that God is to worshiped!

Everything which exists is God's
Everything we have is because God lent it to us
We do His will, for His glory
We get no say, no credit, nor do we deserve any!
The world is God's
God created us
He is sovereign
Our arrogance comes between us and God
 - Evolution arguments
 - "Its not fair!"
 - No acceptance of predestination
 - Nothing special about us, compared to others
 - We are unworthy
 - We are not able to choose wisely
 - God, in His sovereignty, chooses us even in our sin
 - We want control

...

And I have thought on this and realized that an unexpressed idea for many decades lay in here. 
What stands between us and God?
What stands between the Church and God?
There is a disconnect here I could never have grasped.


I will see if I can continue my thinking on this tomorrow .....

Let It Snow!

No we did not have a white Christmas .... My last one of those was in Colorado!  Living in Washington State you might get a raining Christmas or a fog shrouded Christmas but never snow ...  Of course, back home in Basel-stadt, snow was the rule - even if it was just a tiny amount!

So when the weathermen all decided it would snow on New Year Eve, we all snorted, they are NEVER correct!  Of course if we did get the 1/2" they were predicting - it would make a mess of Seattle!  It is not like it snows at least once a year in Seattle, so people ought to be able to adjust ... but, heck, they panic when it rains around here!  And that is over one third of the days of the year!

So the new years came, no snow, no flakes.  How ever does one get a job where they are wrong 100% of the time and still retain a job?!?!?!?!?  I could easily do this bad of a job with no training at all!

I woke up at 3 AM to see just a dusting of snow.  I thought, "Huh, we just get that half of an inch after-all!".  I rose again at 6 AM to see an inch of snow.  When I got up at 10:00 to see a full 4 inches of snow!  Really?  This would be a disaster for the area!

But it was not until I went out for a drive, first drive with an artificial leg in the snow!, so cool! - that I realized that living at 600 feet above sea level put me in the snow zone - whereas the rest of the entire area is not!  So we are still snow bound and no one in the entire area even has a flake to look at!

Our snow plow slid into a 3' deep ditch!

Of course a tree had to come down due to the weight of the ice which preceded the snow - and 4,000 homes where now without power.  No biggie to me, our furnace went out on the 24th and we are still without a working heater ... sigh ...  Luckily I am Swiss Boy, able to stride across glaciers in my underwear and laugh at the less hearty!  But, it sure can be cold putting on that artificial leg first thing in the morning!

Nothing like ice under the snow!

Now, a week later, we are still snow bound.  I still drive to the store daily to get my daily walk in - sure not going to risk my leg on ice when I am only days away from surgery!  Not much traffic is moving anywhere, nor are there many people out walking around.  I think all of my neighbors froze to death!

Hope the pictures are to give you a few laughs ...

Christmas Joy

Matthew 2:1-15

What Do You Seek?
Your joy is directly related to what you seek.
What do you seek?
What should you seek?

Were Are You Looking To Find Joy?
Where it is determines the outcome.
The road you are on determines the outcome.
Intention/desires have no meaning.

What Do You Give?
Joy is related to what you give.
Wisemen gave gifts fit for a king.

A final thought:
The Christmas Season is a good time to forgive others and set yourself free!

2016 - Stats

Well, with one aching hand, this is going to be a short typing job! 
Sorry ..

I always marvel that anyone reads my thoughts, especially now that my mind is wiped!

But, last year was an interesting blogging year.

I expected to lose my readership, it doubled!

The valuable posts - yeah got almost NO reads.
Fluffy titles did well.
And the most reads for the year went to my first road trip ....
No idea why.

Russia continues to hold the lead for readers.
America.
Germany and France.
African nations.
And then the Far Eastern countries
About 58 countries, but only 20 are daily readers.

Most downloads continues to be from Russia.
And if I include my father's blog on his life, Russia again leads the pack!

Embarrassingly, this blog is now attached to curriculum from 12 colleges around the world, 6 porno-sites link to this and 3 switching sites in closed countries!  I am not sure what to make of this redirecting activity.  I have to laugh if someone is thinking that this is an adult site and find out they are facing a real life Christian ...  I probably ought to write more Bible based stuff ...

Finger are throbbing, must go now ...

End of Year

This was probably the  most interesting holiday season!
And remember all I had to do, had to be done one handed due to the broken fingers -just like the three days I spent on this little post!
AAAAARGH!

I did lots of zooming around to acquire all  needed for the family events.  And just the sear rudeness of people was almost riotous it was so humorous!  Just gotta be the first to the stores, the parking spaces, cash register - accompanied by all of the yelling and fights this ensues!  I get away with laughing in mad peoples faces only because I am so build pretty darn solid!  And no one guesses that I am missing a leg!  Else, yeah, I would pay ... :)

All of the dinners went well.
But, it is plainly obvious I can not cook a meal any longer - if I prep and start it - someone will have to  help finish it.  Sigh ...
My children can not be counted on to tell me they can not make an event, even two hours after I talk with them and they say they are coming!  Nor will they call and tell you ..... grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
And, I think this will be the last time I cook for the entire family!
Just too much work!

Most humorous was going to lunch and there was this pleasant appearing woman whom sat facing we at an adjoining table.  I paid virtually no heed.  At one point I was looking around and saw she was staring at me, hands cupping her chin.  You might see a pose like this in a movie ... but in real life?  Very odd.  I ate a little more and look up to see her now still cupping her hands but with both middle fingers extended at me.  Don't ask me, I have no idea what the heck her problem was!  But, I had a good laugh at her and she got up and left!  Which only made me laugh more.

Yes, mirthful but I have no idea why.
The weirdest things cause me to laugh or cry unexpectedly.
Apparently there is a pill for it, but I take enough pills as it is.
And really not going to so that I do not laugh at rude young women ...

Christmas Eve my sink drain clogged up.
The furnace died.
A zillion ants moved in from the cold.
Brakes went out on the car.k
A repairman replaced the thermostat on the furnace, but no heat - $505!
Today the furnace guy comes.
Thursday the Toyota gets repaired.
Yep a costly week ahead of me!

Hope your new year was good and will be peaceful !