Thank God

Morning, the kettle is on the boil. Hope you and yours are well.

I just got a sentence or two via instant message from someone I have been praying for. I need a moment to pray and Thank God. It’s been a rough week. BRB.

To say that this one scared the tar out of some folks, would be minimalizing it. They were very sick, and those short words lets me know that just for now, they are alive. That’s a blessing and a half. Thank You God.

Not everything that happens in the world is blog-worthy, you know. I can’t express here what happened. However I can say, without reservation, that having this person on the planet makes the world a special place.

I’m about to tear up. I better go blow my nose, grab some tea, and pray a little. Take care my friends, take care.


Just keep trying

Morning all, hope your season is comfortable. Hugs.

Last night I set up the folding table again, and washed more dishes. I know, washing dishes isn’t something to crow about. Yet, for me, this is huge. To be able to handle something that is simple for others gives me peace and serenity.

My husband pulled a stupid last night. Even though I told him I had washed the dishes drying in the dishwasher, he ran it. FFS. I didn’t say a word. Nothing I can do about it.

Why the kerfuffle about washing dishes? Our sink leaks dramatically when the machine is hooked up to it.

I’m going to curl up with a cuppa tea, wash some dishes, and stop putting clean dishes in the washer anymore.

I guess you can’t fix other’s minds. Take care. -L


Morning all, hope you are well. Young Master Duke is chewing on a bone. My beloved is watching a show on his tablet. I’ve got my favorite Youtuber on the cell phone, listening to his latest adventure.

Over the last few years I’ve noticed a decline in my memory. Every year it does get a little worse. I’ll be writing, and have to stop and google a word. Or, I will be in a conversation and lose track of what I’m thinking.

It sucks. I know what’s coming with this. I brought it up to my Dr, and she suggested a therapist. A freaking therapist. FFS. A FREAKING THERAPIST DOES NOTHING FOR MEMORY LOSS.

Sighs. I suppose I better just let it go, swallow the frog, and move on. I mention this now, because I was talking to somebody last night, and kept slipping my clutch. The gears in my brain kept grinding. It happens.

That said, please treasure each moment. Hugs. -L

A quick rinse

Morning all, hope you are well.

There are days when my body gives me hell, and I can’t handle a full getting dressed let alone a full on shower. Yes, I have the shower chaiir, and I do use it.

However, on the days when even a sponge bath can’t work, I do a quick rinse off in the shower.

Our shower is in a bathtub. Which makes ingress and egress so much fun. However, being a bathtub, I can sit on the edge, lean back and rinse my hair and back.

Oh my goodness this helps so much. My body doens’t have the energy on the worst pain days to wash, rinse and etc… but even a quick rinse helps.

Hugs my friends. Take care. -L


Morning all, hope you are having a lovely day.

This morning I was craving broth instead of my normal beverages of choice. That’s what I call the stuff anyways. Here’s what I do to make it.

  • 2 boullion cubes (I use whatever I can afford.)
  • Pepper
  • Bayleaves 2
  • Onion salt or garlic salt to taste
  • Any other herbs I’m in the mood for…

Note, you can use ramen seasoning packets and play with the flavors added.

I start the water on the stove, I use whichever clean pot I can reach from the wheelchair. I dump in everything. For the garlic or onion salt, I just adjusted it over time to my own taste. I suggest you do the same.

It’s a lovely hot beverage that can help a body warm up.

Take care my friends. Squishy hugs. -L