>>> This is jus' beginning to get a little weird...makes me wonder if there is some kind of THING that's makin' it difficult for me to move around the world in general without bashing, smashing or altogether beating myself to bits...
The last post had to do with the smashing of my person, an' some of the other thangs associated with the after effects of makin' PAIN my middle name...I'd thot that after the healing of my leg, arm, Self, had finished (or gotten a good run at it), then I'd be over this latest round of damage. What I was Drinkin' is beyond me...actually I'm not one to do the drinkin' bit like it's perceived...more than 2 beers in an evening puts me absolutely to SLEEP...
So - anyway..went to the Truck Terminal last night to get The Husband from work...jus' anothe r evening, ya know...nothing special. I'd told him I needed to use the facilities, which happen to be located in the downstairs portion of the building...there's a Drivers Lounge, with bathroom for men & women (I write this, because some places have ONE place for both men + women...so it gets sorta scary sometimes for me to use those type places...) . The Husband had already gotten into the car, an' drove me across the parking lot to the front bay doors of the truck repair shop, closer to the entrance to the lounge. I'm thinkin', well isn't THIS nice..
Got outta the car, walked over to the smaller door that leads into the repair shop, offices for the shop manager, etc., but realized the door wasn't opening right. So, after tryin' to pull this big ol' door open, I realized I'd needed to use the lil' button-thangie on the handle to open the door....So, I finally get my lil' hand to push down the button, (no easy feat for a weakling like me...) started to pull the heavy door open >>> and promptly open the door smack dab onto my left big toe. An' I MEAN, the full, heavy weight of this steel door, RIGHT ONTO MY BIG TOE!!!
The word PAIN does not even begin to describe what I felt...an' to make matters worse, I needed to sorta rush, 'cause The Husband wanted to get home, I needed to use the facilities, an' while all this was rushin' thru my lil' ol' brain, all I could feel was this incredible rush of pain. I staggered into the bathroom, sorta crying an' sobbing, got business taken care of...an while walkin' outta the lounge, realized I had to walk across the building to where The Husband had parked the car. Needless to say, by the time I got to the car, I was almost in tears, was barely walking AT ALL....got into the car, an' what does The Husband sey? "Oh, all you did was stub yer big toe...."
After we got home an' I got a chance to look at the damage....the toe is double it's normal size...an' after starting to turn a delightful shade of blue-purple...today I'm glad to say it is STILL twice it's normal size, an' is now more of a deep purple - black than last nite. Zippa-De-Do-Dah!!! I don' know whether to go find an island to run away to, or jus' go slap the $}&+@#$ outta the next guy I see...
The Husband hasn't said a word about it...he jus' figures it's a little owwwieeee....HA!! I'm hobblin' aroun' the house like I'm 105...an' can't get some house work done (Darn the Bad Luck) cause it's too painful to stand on my left foot....
But all this leaves me with the question...Jus' what the $"&+! is goin' on?? I can't move myself anywhere these dayz without a smash-up!! Is this the effects of not enuf coffee in the morning?? The effects of not enuf caffine in the day?? ( oh shut-up...I know that's spelled wrong...) But it's really startin' to freak me out..An' these bumps aren't jus' some little kinda thang..I mean, these are BIG smooshes on me...an' I don't usually get these kinda things. I've hiked up some good trails an' never gotten hurt like I've been in the last 2 weeks!!! AARRGGGHHHHH >>
~~ Well, now ~~ What I've wanted to say tho...is there are 2 pieces I'm almost done with..an' I'm so glad that I've gotten to the 95% finished place with them. I'd wanted to get another piece done by now...mermaid peering into a toy chest w/gold pieces ...but I haven't gotten the fabric painting done for her body, an' haven't gotten the right shape finalized either. So, the 2 other ones are Jus' 'bout done...the mermaid on each of them will be watercolor paper instead of fabric...bright colors....party-party glitter, an' fun stamps all over the place on the box the mermaid will be playing on. I know the 2 people I'm makin' these for will be happy with them. They've been a blast to make. Got some goofy lookin' stars with funny smiles on the inside of one box...the other will have a star with a big ol' grin on him...highly approving the Party theme for the mermaid. Fun Fun Fun !!!
Now it's back to the Studio/Sunroom. The sun is warming the inside of the room Sooo nicely, even tho the hight is only supposed to be 50 something...the windows act like such a great solar heater...I've had to switch from wearin' a flannel shirt to one of my t-shirts...jus' too warm in there to keep the flannel thing happening....the youngest brought in a large crate of green peppers the other night, to keep them from freezin' in the 40 degree night temps...the plants still look pretty good, an' the 'maters are still green an' happy...I've no clue why they haven't started turning bad...guess their tougher than I thot!!
Lady of The Tulips -- who's CAREFULLY goin' to walk down the hall + out to the studio...an' will look 3 times to make sure The Dog isn't in the way...sheesh....
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Thursday, October 19, 2006
~~~ Well -- seems like Summer is jus' tryin' it's best to stick aroun' -- the last few days have been WARM >> as in over 70-Degrees-WARM -- thus why I said it's just like the summer is not wanting to go away. Funny thing is -- we had the furnace on not three days ago, 'cause the inside of this older home gets chilly once the temps outside fall below 55 Degrees...not too much insulation, so cold seeps thru the cracks and teeny openings that we don't even see. Then, just when the Gas Company thot we'd get the gas blasting into the house...HA!! ....the temps climb back up into the 70 Degree range...makes ya feel like ya don' know whether your comin' or goin' --
AND -- so as not to be too comfortable with the weather bein' nice...this lil' ol Tlip Lady had a great time of fun and games last week....First some kind of NAHHHSTEEEYYY virus got ahold of my person, and made me have coughing fits that felt like my lungs were gonna come flyin' outta my body...very nerve racking, body racking, dog-lookin'-at-me-like WHAT-IS-THAT??!!! kinda stuff...not fun, an' made the more merry with this voice that sounded like I'd turned back to bein' 5 years old...sqeaky-teeny-lil' voice that hurt to say more than 10 words, an' after that the coughing - hacking- sneezy STUFF would start in. OK -- this is not what I'd thot of when I'd wanted a new month to kick off an' look forward to Fall...SO...
Jus' to make matters even more thrilling....I casually went into the Sunroom/Studio an' looked at the dog laying as usual, on the beat-to-a-pulp couch, an' thot, well, I do need to open the 2 side windows to let in a little bit of fresh air, then I was gonna get a final coat of varnish on a piece I'd been workin' on for the past couple days. Fine. 'Cept, I have to climb up on the couch to reach the window handle, an' so, jus' like I've done for EVAH...Igot up on the couch, but w/the dog in the way, I tried to jus' lean over to the right a smidge...but realized I was loosin' my balance. All within maybe 30 seconds, I start to fall over...sorta half-standin', half leanin' toward the couch, an' the leaning-falling-over chair...that was covered with junik...uhhh....so, Istart to try an' get my momentum goin' to the left a little bit, but then see out of the corner of my eye, my oldest son's bicycle, directly behind me...so the next quick thot is, UHHHH..let's not impale ourselves on the handle bars of the bicycle...let's not land on the brand-new paper shredder in front of the ratty chair.an' let's not fall on the dog....WHEEEEEEEE >>>>>>
What happened is I landed mostly on my right leg, smack dab on top of the paper shredder, sorta bounced off of that, an' landed on the floor of the room...Screamin' for my life. I'd really thot I'd broken my leg..the pain was jus' so $"&^}@ BAD...I almost started to hyperventalate (Oh --I know that's spelled wrong...so HUSH!!) --- the middle son came runnin' into the room, looked at me in a heap on the floor, an' quickly ran to get some ice..my leg was bleedin' from where it hit the paper shredder, an the swelling started in right away...my middle one got me to my feet (No easy task there....I could barely stand up..) an' got me into the house. Sat me down on the couch in the front room, told me STAY PUT!! an' got a pillow under my leg to keep it elevated. Needless to say a BIG bag of ice was the best thing in the world..kept the swelling from gettin' to bad, an' after puttin' a bandage on the cut smack-dab on the center of my shin, my son told me not to move. Ya think I was gonna get up an' go somewhere??
Finally after 'bout an hour, the pain started to get a little dimmer, an' I got someone to grab me some pain medication...Now I have these three HUGE black + blue bruises on my leg...the icky spot where my leg scraped the shreder is slowly healing, an' the sharp pains are startin' to go away...BUT -- I have to hand it to whoever builds those paper shredders...that lil' sucker didn't even crack..no nothing...jus' sat there like a lil' brick ______ house, no doubt wonderin' why I suddenly attacked it with my entire person...my shin tho, is not all that impressed with the thing, an' I think is intending on doin' something to it somewhere down the line...
BUT --- this is not all the fun + games I've had in the past few days...NO - NO !! Just so I don't have one part of me black + blue...My right arm must have felt somewhat slighted, so this is the next lil' thang that happened.....
The other night, jus' as I was gettin' to sleep, I started to have one of my heaving - hacking - coughin- fits...right when I thot it was safe to sleep in my own lil' bed an' not out on the couch in the living room ( The Husband didn't want to get sick, so Your's Truly slept on the couch for over a week...) -- HA!! No-sir-eee Bob....I get to couchin' so bad, my eyes started to hurt. So, stagering out into the dark-black hallway, I start stumbling down toward the front room, only to trip and start falling over the dog who happened to be lying smack-dab in the center of the hall...I start falling on her, I'm steppin' all over her back leg...she's tryin' her best to get outta my way, tryin' to get up an' move away from me...I start yellin' at her, an' while tryin' to get my self back sorta standin', I start to lean to the right to "maybe" hold onto the wall. All I did was succeed in havin' my right elbow rub along the wall while I was sliding - half-falling downthe hall way. Screaming once again, an' makin' more noise than is probably legal, I succeed in waking up my middle son, who comes flyin' outta his room, screams, "WHAT THE !!!______" an' then sees that 'm once again in another minor disaster of my own making...
Mind you...The Husband never got outta bed to see if I was ok...the oldest, I gues, took a brief vacation and avoided the entire situation like the plague...an' the youngest finally came stumbling out into the living room, once I made it out there, fumbled-bumped around an' stumbled back into his room, sayin', "Will you keep it down out here..."
I'm not sure if there was a Full Moon -- if there was some planet-moving situation out in space, or jus' what the $"&^*})(}@}was the THANG...but LAWDY!!! I've got more black + blue bruises than I've in 15 years...An' all I was tryin' to do was get some sleep...an' the other time was jus' tryin' to get some fresh air into the studio....I MEAN .... No wonder it's difficult for me to move around this week...my body jus' aint into doin' NOTHIN'!!!
An' I missed the deadline to enter a show I'd wanted to place some pieces in....been workin' 2 months on these thangs....but couldn't come up w/the entrance fee..jus' had to pay $250 for medications for The Husband. Not that I'm in any way ANGRY ~~ not that I'm in any way MIFFED ~~ Not that I want to rip off the head of the pharmacist who refused to accept a coupon that would have given us one of the medications FREE ~~ AND WAS AN EXTREMELY RUDE HAG ON TOP OF IT ~~ no-no -- not me....I"M FURIOUS!!!! 2 months....whoosh...gone an' nothin' to show for it. Well, I do have the pieces, but they didn't get into the show like I'd wanted and worked for. Maybe this is why I'm contemplating coloring my hair....something like PURPLE....
OK ~~ I'm takin' a deep breath now...I'm also gonna go an' get some coffee an' try to get another piece started up. Later will take a coupon to the art store & get some STUFF needed for my work.
I'd love to stay an' chat....but I feel like I better go take my, uhm....."Temperment" outside an' smash a few slugs to pieces that are crawlin' aroun' the tomato plants....that'll show 'um...
Lady Of The Tulips
AND -- so as not to be too comfortable with the weather bein' nice...this lil' ol Tlip Lady had a great time of fun and games last week....First some kind of NAHHHSTEEEYYY virus got ahold of my person, and made me have coughing fits that felt like my lungs were gonna come flyin' outta my body...very nerve racking, body racking, dog-lookin'-at-me-like WHAT-IS-THAT??!!! kinda stuff...not fun, an' made the more merry with this voice that sounded like I'd turned back to bein' 5 years old...sqeaky-teeny-lil' voice that hurt to say more than 10 words, an' after that the coughing - hacking- sneezy STUFF would start in. OK -- this is not what I'd thot of when I'd wanted a new month to kick off an' look forward to Fall...SO...
Jus' to make matters even more thrilling....I casually went into the Sunroom/Studio an' looked at the dog laying as usual, on the beat-to-a-pulp couch, an' thot, well, I do need to open the 2 side windows to let in a little bit of fresh air, then I was gonna get a final coat of varnish on a piece I'd been workin' on for the past couple days. Fine. 'Cept, I have to climb up on the couch to reach the window handle, an' so, jus' like I've done for EVAH...Igot up on the couch, but w/the dog in the way, I tried to jus' lean over to the right a smidge...but realized I was loosin' my balance. All within maybe 30 seconds, I start to fall over...sorta half-standin', half leanin' toward the couch, an' the leaning-falling-over chair...that was covered with junik...uhhh....so, Istart to try an' get my momentum goin' to the left a little bit, but then see out of the corner of my eye, my oldest son's bicycle, directly behind me...so the next quick thot is, UHHHH..let's not impale ourselves on the handle bars of the bicycle...let's not land on the brand-new paper shredder in front of the ratty chair.an' let's not fall on the dog....WHEEEEEEEE >>>>>>
What happened is I landed mostly on my right leg, smack dab on top of the paper shredder, sorta bounced off of that, an' landed on the floor of the room...Screamin' for my life. I'd really thot I'd broken my leg..the pain was jus' so $"&^}@ BAD...I almost started to hyperventalate (Oh --I know that's spelled wrong...so HUSH!!) --- the middle son came runnin' into the room, looked at me in a heap on the floor, an' quickly ran to get some ice..my leg was bleedin' from where it hit the paper shredder, an the swelling started in right away...my middle one got me to my feet (No easy task there....I could barely stand up..) an' got me into the house. Sat me down on the couch in the front room, told me STAY PUT!! an' got a pillow under my leg to keep it elevated. Needless to say a BIG bag of ice was the best thing in the world..kept the swelling from gettin' to bad, an' after puttin' a bandage on the cut smack-dab on the center of my shin, my son told me not to move. Ya think I was gonna get up an' go somewhere??
Finally after 'bout an hour, the pain started to get a little dimmer, an' I got someone to grab me some pain medication...Now I have these three HUGE black + blue bruises on my leg...the icky spot where my leg scraped the shreder is slowly healing, an' the sharp pains are startin' to go away...BUT -- I have to hand it to whoever builds those paper shredders...that lil' sucker didn't even crack..no nothing...jus' sat there like a lil' brick ______ house, no doubt wonderin' why I suddenly attacked it with my entire person...my shin tho, is not all that impressed with the thing, an' I think is intending on doin' something to it somewhere down the line...
BUT --- this is not all the fun + games I've had in the past few days...NO - NO !! Just so I don't have one part of me black + blue...My right arm must have felt somewhat slighted, so this is the next lil' thang that happened.....
The other night, jus' as I was gettin' to sleep, I started to have one of my heaving - hacking - coughin- fits...right when I thot it was safe to sleep in my own lil' bed an' not out on the couch in the living room ( The Husband didn't want to get sick, so Your's Truly slept on the couch for over a week...) -- HA!! No-sir-eee Bob....I get to couchin' so bad, my eyes started to hurt. So, stagering out into the dark-black hallway, I start stumbling down toward the front room, only to trip and start falling over the dog who happened to be lying smack-dab in the center of the hall...I start falling on her, I'm steppin' all over her back leg...she's tryin' her best to get outta my way, tryin' to get up an' move away from me...I start yellin' at her, an' while tryin' to get my self back sorta standin', I start to lean to the right to "maybe" hold onto the wall. All I did was succeed in havin' my right elbow rub along the wall while I was sliding - half-falling downthe hall way. Screaming once again, an' makin' more noise than is probably legal, I succeed in waking up my middle son, who comes flyin' outta his room, screams, "WHAT THE !!!______" an' then sees that 'm once again in another minor disaster of my own making...
Mind you...The Husband never got outta bed to see if I was ok...the oldest, I gues, took a brief vacation and avoided the entire situation like the plague...an' the youngest finally came stumbling out into the living room, once I made it out there, fumbled-bumped around an' stumbled back into his room, sayin', "Will you keep it down out here..."
I'm not sure if there was a Full Moon -- if there was some planet-moving situation out in space, or jus' what the $"&^*})(}@}was the THANG...but LAWDY!!! I've got more black + blue bruises than I've in 15 years...An' all I was tryin' to do was get some sleep...an' the other time was jus' tryin' to get some fresh air into the studio....I MEAN .... No wonder it's difficult for me to move around this week...my body jus' aint into doin' NOTHIN'!!!
An' I missed the deadline to enter a show I'd wanted to place some pieces in....been workin' 2 months on these thangs....but couldn't come up w/the entrance fee..jus' had to pay $250 for medications for The Husband. Not that I'm in any way ANGRY ~~ not that I'm in any way MIFFED ~~ Not that I want to rip off the head of the pharmacist who refused to accept a coupon that would have given us one of the medications FREE ~~ AND WAS AN EXTREMELY RUDE HAG ON TOP OF IT ~~ no-no -- not me....I"M FURIOUS!!!! 2 months....whoosh...gone an' nothin' to show for it. Well, I do have the pieces, but they didn't get into the show like I'd wanted and worked for. Maybe this is why I'm contemplating coloring my hair....something like PURPLE....
OK ~~ I'm takin' a deep breath now...I'm also gonna go an' get some coffee an' try to get another piece started up. Later will take a coupon to the art store & get some STUFF needed for my work.
I'd love to stay an' chat....but I feel like I better go take my, uhm....."Temperment" outside an' smash a few slugs to pieces that are crawlin' aroun' the tomato plants....that'll show 'um...
Lady Of The Tulips
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Well, it's been a few days , to say the least, since I last got something written here...seems like the time I need to sit down an' 'splain somethin, there is always 49,507 other things that pop up an' grab me 'roun' the throat an' say "Listen Here!!!" So -- those have been put outside next to the shed, poutin' an' kickin' rocks against the backyard fence...an' they can stay there for the next few days..
Just got thru drivin' the youngest to another temp job...he has a good agency that places him with companies that only need a worker maybe one - o - 2 days -- the pay isn't anything to write home about, but at least he gets experience an' does get some $$ in the bank. Today he's workin' at a local college, doin' "Grounds Maintenance" -- which is somethin' he enjoys, an' will probably make near $45 for the day. Pays Bills, as he sez, so it's worth gettin' to the place at 6:00 a.m. ~~ usually I'm in slumber-land, but he 's done with the work over near the Beach, so now he's on to something else.
~~~ What is so disturbing, is just the driving around this area ~~ This is something I know I've ranted about in other posts, but it defies description, at best -- there are so many UGLY Drivers out there...Take for instance this morning. I got hung-up in an intersection where the left turn light wasn't workin' -- jus' sat there on red thru 10 - 12 min. of signal changes. So -- I attempted to get into the right lane, that would allow me to go straight, into a industrial complex, 'bout 1/4 Mi. from my house. If I could get thru that area, I knew I could get back home.....Sounds simple enuf...HA!! Once a car pulled up to my right at the intersection, I honked, an' waved my hand at the driver to let me pull in front of him -- with my right turn indicator on. He was SOOO confused, rolled his window down like his pocket protector would get dirt on it -- frowned -- an' sez, "What??!! What did I DO???!!!" I simply said, "The light isn't working, an' I just need to get over in that lane to go straight? Can I do that?" He gave me the DIRTIEST look, but let me over....Shwoo...one step taken care of....HOWEVAH....once I got into the industrial park, I suddenly realized there were no cross roads to get to the main street going around the park and the adjoining airport road...hmmm...hmmm...
So -- I stopped at one intersection, an' nearly got wiped out by people in a hurry to get to work...never mind the speed limit sign said 25 ~~ These people are doin' 40 an' by GAWD don' SLOW THEM DOWN!!! I'm lookin' an' lookin' -- tryin' to figure out where to go....I drive aroun' an' around..people are glarin' an slyin' past me, while I'm pulled off on the side of these streets, gettin' more an' more upset....One guy in some dip-stick "Hot-Rod " nearly side-swiped me while I was desperately tryin' to get into a driveway to ask someone, ANYONE for directions. FINALLY ~~ in complete desperation, I literally WAVED BOTH ARMS OUT THE WINDOW AT A VAN -- an YELLED "HELP!!! HELP!!!" The guy at first just drove past me!!! Cars drivin' past KEPT ON GOING!!! What if I was suddenly ill?? What if I was havin' a heart attack? These shallow, vain people had no concerns other than their shelfish GARBAGE an' didn't give me the time of day!!!
Finally this van stopped an' backed up, while I was still wavin' my arms (BOTH!!) out the window sayin' HELP!!! I NEED SOME HELP!!! He very gingerly rolled down his window like I was gonna shoot him or somethin' -- an' finally sez, "You need somethin'?" I told him I simply wanted directions to where I needed to go, an' he couldn't help me -- didn't know where I needed to go, an' jus' sorta shook his head. Finally I jus' pulled the wagon back into another intersection, an' went back the original way I came in. I was shakin' -- was nearly in tears -- an' all the time jus' kept thinking ~~ If this was a sister....mother..wife to any of these people, would they react the same ugly, nasty mean way? And -- what does it say about the way people show "concern" for others? WAIT -- it shows there IS NO CONCERN FOR OTHERS!!! Well -- by jinkiees -- How silly of me!! To think that the majority of people racing to get to work in the morning would rather see somebody stranded on the side of the road, an' not do a thing to help? Hey!! Guess WHAT???!!!! THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT I WENT THROUGH!!!! Probably 75 - 100 cars, with nobody stoppin' to see if I needed help....
Maybe it's just my imagination, but WHAT THE $"^{$&{*){( is WRONG with this picture? Kindness is pretty much non-existent to the vast majority of drivers in this city -- And like The Husband said, "Don't expect somebody to come to your aide...they'd just as well run over you an' then scream at your dead body for slowin' them down..."
Somebody want to let me know if maybe I'm just over reacting? I don't think I am - Just wondering why the country in goin' to He- - in a hand-basket...
Lady of The Tulips - who's now reconsidering some land she looked at not far from where she used to live -- near the Ozarks -- maybe this is the time to negotiate ---
Just got thru drivin' the youngest to another temp job...he has a good agency that places him with companies that only need a worker maybe one - o - 2 days -- the pay isn't anything to write home about, but at least he gets experience an' does get some $$ in the bank. Today he's workin' at a local college, doin' "Grounds Maintenance" -- which is somethin' he enjoys, an' will probably make near $45 for the day. Pays Bills, as he sez, so it's worth gettin' to the place at 6:00 a.m. ~~ usually I'm in slumber-land, but he 's done with the work over near the Beach, so now he's on to something else.
~~~ What is so disturbing, is just the driving around this area ~~ This is something I know I've ranted about in other posts, but it defies description, at best -- there are so many UGLY Drivers out there...Take for instance this morning. I got hung-up in an intersection where the left turn light wasn't workin' -- jus' sat there on red thru 10 - 12 min. of signal changes. So -- I attempted to get into the right lane, that would allow me to go straight, into a industrial complex, 'bout 1/4 Mi. from my house. If I could get thru that area, I knew I could get back home.....Sounds simple enuf...HA!! Once a car pulled up to my right at the intersection, I honked, an' waved my hand at the driver to let me pull in front of him -- with my right turn indicator on. He was SOOO confused, rolled his window down like his pocket protector would get dirt on it -- frowned -- an' sez, "What??!! What did I DO???!!!" I simply said, "The light isn't working, an' I just need to get over in that lane to go straight? Can I do that?" He gave me the DIRTIEST look, but let me over....Shwoo...one step taken care of....HOWEVAH....once I got into the industrial park, I suddenly realized there were no cross roads to get to the main street going around the park and the adjoining airport road...hmmm...hmmm...
So -- I stopped at one intersection, an' nearly got wiped out by people in a hurry to get to work...never mind the speed limit sign said 25 ~~ These people are doin' 40 an' by GAWD don' SLOW THEM DOWN!!! I'm lookin' an' lookin' -- tryin' to figure out where to go....I drive aroun' an' around..people are glarin' an slyin' past me, while I'm pulled off on the side of these streets, gettin' more an' more upset....One guy in some dip-stick "Hot-Rod " nearly side-swiped me while I was desperately tryin' to get into a driveway to ask someone, ANYONE for directions. FINALLY ~~ in complete desperation, I literally WAVED BOTH ARMS OUT THE WINDOW AT A VAN -- an YELLED "HELP!!! HELP!!!" The guy at first just drove past me!!! Cars drivin' past KEPT ON GOING!!! What if I was suddenly ill?? What if I was havin' a heart attack? These shallow, vain people had no concerns other than their shelfish GARBAGE an' didn't give me the time of day!!!
Finally this van stopped an' backed up, while I was still wavin' my arms (BOTH!!) out the window sayin' HELP!!! I NEED SOME HELP!!! He very gingerly rolled down his window like I was gonna shoot him or somethin' -- an' finally sez, "You need somethin'?" I told him I simply wanted directions to where I needed to go, an' he couldn't help me -- didn't know where I needed to go, an' jus' sorta shook his head. Finally I jus' pulled the wagon back into another intersection, an' went back the original way I came in. I was shakin' -- was nearly in tears -- an' all the time jus' kept thinking ~~ If this was a sister....mother..wife to any of these people, would they react the same ugly, nasty mean way? And -- what does it say about the way people show "concern" for others? WAIT -- it shows there IS NO CONCERN FOR OTHERS!!! Well -- by jinkiees -- How silly of me!! To think that the majority of people racing to get to work in the morning would rather see somebody stranded on the side of the road, an' not do a thing to help? Hey!! Guess WHAT???!!!! THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT I WENT THROUGH!!!! Probably 75 - 100 cars, with nobody stoppin' to see if I needed help....
Maybe it's just my imagination, but WHAT THE $"^{$&{*){( is WRONG with this picture? Kindness is pretty much non-existent to the vast majority of drivers in this city -- And like The Husband said, "Don't expect somebody to come to your aide...they'd just as well run over you an' then scream at your dead body for slowin' them down..."
Somebody want to let me know if maybe I'm just over reacting? I don't think I am - Just wondering why the country in goin' to He- - in a hand-basket...
Lady of The Tulips - who's now reconsidering some land she looked at not far from where she used to live -- near the Ozarks -- maybe this is the time to negotiate ---
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