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Or, almost. It is time to sleep though. Not sure if I have found a near pattern, or am just cycling through with an odd off-kilter rotation. No matter. I always find it funny, when after being told that I see in the dark, having startled looks when, there I am, looking at them. Seeing through space, sometimes even time. Oh, most likely, they don't see me. They just read the description of what I saw and startle. There is no belief so good as first-hand experience. I'm experiencing them. No worries, I disbelieve when I can. It's a troubling thing, even to suspect. Easier to disbelieve. Still, the startled looks, raised eyebrow... then, often, dismissal. Couldn't be. And, of course, they are right. Lots of things that can't be are, but it doesn't make it impossible. *grins*
I didn't actually wash the dishes, but I did set them to a fresh soapy soak. Eggs, ham, and diced fried onion made for a reasonable breakfast, or lunch. I am nearly out of thawed meat though. I'll think on it. I need to get into town soon. Maybe Monday morning, or near noon more likely. I'll get my friend out for a bite, or shopping, maybe shooting if it actually clears and warms. Dang kids, always on about never getting to go anywhere! Yeah, well, I'm one of the kids too, if that doesn't confront me none. Just as long as I get paid next payday.
Ah, one of the other things I ordered was fluoride-free toothpaste. I simply do not trust fluoride, for regular use. When I realized that is the same stuff they dosed Jews, as they were going into concentration camps, I realized it couldn't be a good thing. I had always wondered why they hadn't fought. Just as I wonder why Americans are just allowing Zero to do whatever. It makes me wonder what else is in most food, the water, and even the air. Yeah... No, I... I'll brush now, and have started. Your money, your choice. Don't trust doctors, or dentists. At the very least they know not what they do.
On to bed I do believe. I don't think I'll read at bedtime anymore, for sure. Good night... day.
Sweet dreams then..
ReplyDeleteDir auch. Tu auch? Long time, still... I suspect you know.
ReplyDeleteDu auch ..:-) or you could say 'Gleichfalls'..
ReplyDeleteI hit the sack ca 9:30.
Btw, are you aware it's spring sprang sprung time? Meaning daylights saving times change. .. I hate it.
Right, right, tu must be French. Those furriners speak such HORRIBLE English. Especially the Brits. Can't keep it all straight anymore. :p
ReplyDeleteAh, yes, my *cough* mother called this morning, and reminded me. Or... too. As I told her, I'll tell you. I'm, eh, urhm, right on that. Thanks for the minder though.
She is just taking care of the young whippersnapper in her life .. As am I .. even the pinetop is younger.
ReplyDeleteYeah. But it is cute. Sam, my eldest cat, is older than me in cat years. So she sports to help me out, as a youngster. Seriously. And, don't get me wrong, I actually... listen(?)... yes... listen to her at times. Oh, not a literal tongue, mind you. Usually. Though sometimes when she meows I know 'xactly what she means. She encourages me to get up and move around on slow days, or wake up, or such.
ReplyDeleteAs she is younger yet older, so are you. So, even, is my mother. In women years? In cosmic ways? Who knows these things in absolutes? Well, yeah, but He isn't talking quite as He has.
I suppose, what I am suggesting, or the part that you might enjoy, if you believe even a spot of it, is... you really aren't as old as you might think, when all things are considered and put into perspective. Seriously or not depends on what you believe.
As with Sam being biological older at even nearly a fourth my age, some things don't... track in ways that are so easy to see. And, yes, she does have the insights of... maturity. That part feel free to debate about me. I debate that myself! :)
Oh, Pinetop is younger? One of those cradle robbers, eh? In my day that is how I 'do'ed'. I hunted cougars much more often than not. ;)
Lol.. He is not that much younger.
ReplyDelete*grins*
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