Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Heh!

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Oh, a couple of things tickle my feathers. Today I have decided not to drive to SLC. I will do the blood test when I take my mother back. Beside not being able to afford the trip I am simply done. Which is good, because my mother wanted some small things done that I was able to help with. Moving the refrigerator, then tipping it so she could level it, for me, is a small thing. Of course, being as mechanical minded as she is, I didn't let it down until I reminded her to remove her fingers. Girl types take pain personally, even when they suggest that dropping the fridge now would be a good idea, so I watch them carefully anymore. Heh. So long as I don't have to move or tip things all day, I have plenty of strength, very little stamina. And I suspect she will have me wipe the cupboards on the high side. The lowside kills me but the highside is easy.

Something I have noticed is that bloggers use other people's stuff. Which is all fine and is truly dandy. I am noticing some of my unique stuff going up, ideas borrowed a little too close to be 'like minded' situations. But it is done weeks or even months after, not days or even moments in some cases. My guess is that I am too "hot" politically to emulate directly, so time is waited so any connection would be lost or deniable. And, yes, I am sure. It makes me feel much better. Especially when the soft on liberalism et. al. sites are beginning to lean more my way. Just... enjoying the little things. Heh.

Oh, my mother found some pictures to put up. One of them is an actual oil. We got them for a bargain, too. Nothing fancy, and I did have to say "No!" to a few things (one of which she ignored me on, but it is going into the "girls room" (extra bathroom) so I can "not see" it and thus not be bothered by it, plus I have the deniability of a.) not seeing it and b.) saying my mother must have done that!). One is a cowboy oil, put up in the living room. Small, but original and nice. The other is a really very well framed and mounted squirrel on a big branch with an acorn, for the computer room, a print from a watercolor I think. I like the fuzzy rats, I do. My home is almost looking more like someone lives here! No nick-nacks however. I sort of put my foot down on that. If I do something along those lines, I will get a book stand and open my big bible or another respectable tome on it. Perhaps I will change the particular book with the season, perhaps even the page it is on say for Christmas and Easter, or some particular science book opened to particulars of math or science based on the particular season. The other thing I would like to do is set out my fountain pen and ink collection. I have a decent slanted case for the pens already, so it wouldn't take much. I just have to make sure things are sturdy with the rugrats always on the prowl and hissing for some hot cat on cat action. :p Well, that is my last "Heh" for the day... so far.

Be well, enjoy your loved ones, pick on them and your pets too. Gotta have some fresh pickings from the family tree to keep you warm and ready for a return. Debt isn't always monetary or bad. Later.

3 comments:

  1. Yeah a fridge on your fingers would be painful, you'll never be forgiven. LOL.

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  2. Bless you for looking out for your mom and her fingers.

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  3. It would have killed me to hurt her. While she knows pain from two major back surgeries, two new knees, half a dozen major foot surgeries, and that is just in recent years, it would have killed me to add to those things.

    She is a wonderful woman, but I don't allow her to direct anything mechanical, nothing to do with chainsaws (trust me, long story), or blindly obey when she suggests I can just drop something.

    God favored me, that I was able to remember who I was dealing with. :)

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