- Don’t buy appliances from a company that is known to be struggling.
- Don’t buy General Electric.
- It’s good to buy an extended warranty on appliances (if it’s from a company that’s not struggling).
- It’s good to have a spare refrigerator, even if it’s small.
- Things will go wrong at the most inopportune time, like a broken refrigerator when I’m expecting lots of guests.
- When something unexpected puts a kink in plans, I don’t handle it very well. My mind whirls in confusion, and I need someone to help me take the situation in bite sized pieces.
- I shouldn’t berate myself for number six on this list.
- I’m the only one I know that would offer my refrigerator as temporary storage if someone told me theirs had broken down.
- My dad told me stories about how his dad worked at an ice company in the 1940’s, where he delivered blocks of ice for ice boxes in homes. In other words, old-time refrigerators. This makes me grateful for modern refrigerators, especially since I didn’t have one for three weeks.
- Even after a problematic situation is taken care of, like finally getting the refrigerator fixed, something else may go wrong.
- Don’t panic if I get a sore throat. It’ll pass.
- When I get a nasty cold, take care of myself with lots of vitamins, rest and chicken soup.
- Don’t worry about what needs to get done. Remain optimistic that the cold will be a brief setback. Like the refrigerator debacle, this too shall pass.
- Despite these minor inconveniences, I’m extremely grateful for the blessings in my life. It’s good to be home.
So, I had a different post scheduled for today, but changed my mind. The post I wanted to put up was much cheerier, and I’m not in a cheery mood. Yeah, I’m crabby today. Have I scared you off yet?
Continue reading “The Ritual Cure”
First of all, after a trial run of three posts, I’ve given up on two-hundred-word Tuesday. I’ve learned that I’m not a women of few words. I rarely go beyond 500 words anyway.
Okay, onto my topic.
January, February and March.
I have both good news and bad news. I’ll share the bad news first, but hang in there for the good news.
Have you ever seen one of those movie scenes where a person is suffering from a serious virus and they are delirious in bed? They’re sweating it out, shaking, mumbling, tossing and turning?
That’s what’s great about the internet, you can’t catch my germs as we communicate.
Even after many years living in the south, I still didn’t forget what it was like to live in the great white north. Except, some little things did slip my mind. There have also been new developments that I’ve needed to learn.
I thought you northerners might find it funny to see how Florida tries to bring winter to Christmas. For people who claim to love not having snow and cold, they sure go to great lengths during the holiday season to bring it here. See the snow at about 35 seconds in. How do they do it? Scroll below the video and I’ll tell you.
This is the first time in twenty-five years of living in Florida, that I heard the local media describe the weather as rainy and raw.
Continue reading “Rainy and Raw”
I read the word – Vortex – in a recent fantasy novel. I also heard it used by the psychic-medium, Kim Russo, who said deceased spirits travel through it to visit loved ones still living. If I’m not mistaken, the Star Trek Enterprise was sucked through a couple of vortexes in their day, too.
The original blog I scheduled for today is below. But, first, I felt the need to talk about my eerie morning. Soon after I woke up, I took the dog for a walk. I’ve been hearing about this polar vortex hitting the U.S., and it’s even supposed make it down here to Florida. Of course, we’re closer to the equator, so we won’t see negative numbers, or even single digits. It’s supposed to hit here later in the day, so I woke up to mild, damp temps. Except, a foggy, quiet stillness filled the air. Something felt creepy about it. Maybe it’s all the news reports of impending doom from this global warming ice-over. It’s strange how my air-conditioning is on right now, and my heat will be on by dinner time.
Onto my original blog about the new year.
Cold? Really? You’ve got to be kidding me.