Hello All.

So, apparently, we are in fall and not winter.
Mex took a tumble yesterday.
In the lounge.
I heard nothing.
I was sitting at my PC with my earphones on.
He didn’t tell me until a bit later.
Think he was feeling a little sheepish.
He feel asleep in his chair.
Woke up and stood up.
Only his foot was still asleep.
And over he went.
Slightly twisting his ankle.
It is better today.
Some people just like to hog the limelight!

On my side all is looking good.
Bruises are going nicely.
Shoulder is much better.
Side is still a bit painful.
Am going bra-less again today.
The girls are hanging free.

My hand is MUCH better.
I can hold my wine glass with no discomfort at all.

AND I have a subject for tomorrow’s blog.
Have written it down in case it vanishes into the ether.

Have a super Sunday.
Or, whatever day it is where you live.
Enjoy.

Hello All.

Am just picking photos from my archives.
This one is of two people who are very special to me.
Mike and Simon.
And, of course, Jasmine.
With a special piece of seaweed.

There are upsides and downsides today.
Like most days.

Upside,  my right hand is much better.
Downside, my right shoulder and side are now VERY painful.

Downside, I won’t be able to do much in the way of housework.
No wait, that is an upside.

So, all in all not too bad.
A bit of advice to other senior citizens.
If you are going to fall,  do it gently.
In a ladylike manner.
Do NOT hit the ground so hard you scare all snakes in the area.

Hello All.

So, I made a few mistakes yesterday.
Rather painful ones.

Mistake number one was walking into the garden without combat gear.
Blade was so pleased to see me he greeted me with open arms.
Make that open nails.
That is the wound on the left.
He has done this to me before.
I should have taken more care.

I then asked his Mommy if I could take him for a walk.
But first I admired her new baby.
Dabbing  invainly with a piece of loo paper.
Is invainly a word?
If not, it should be.

Mistake number two was not listening to my blogger friends.
I should have tried him in the garden first.
But I didn’t.

Mistake number three was using a collar and lead.
I should have used Jasmine’s choke chain.
But I didn’t.

We made it around the first block in record time.
Much faster than I wanted to go.
The damn dog was so pleased to be out.

Then I am not sure WHAT happened.
I think he got the lead caught around a lamp post.
And I hit the ground.
Hard.
VERY hard.
That is the wound on the right.
The one you can see.
I also have a sore right breast.(which I am not going to show you)
And I can’t do much with my right hand.
Actually, that is not true.
It appears I can type with no discomfort.
Picking up anything is a different story.
I will just have to suffer in silence when I pick up my wine glass tonight.

My face also hit the ground.
And buckled my glasses slightly.
I was still chewing sand even after I had brushed my teeth.
There don’t seem to be any bruises or marks on my face.
But time has done enough damage to that part of my anatomy.
I must have a closer look.
Maybe it has improved!

My boss was wonderful this morning.
He dressed my wounds and gave me some Arnica tablets for the bruising.
Then he straightened my glasses so I could see again.
He didn’t send me home but one can’t have everything.

Right now I have aches and pains all over.
I do not recommend falling in your 70th year.
I am going to take an anti-inflammatory and hit the bed for a while.
Curl up into the faetal position.
And whimper.

 

 

Hello All.

I have shown this photo before.
His name is Blade.
And he is gorgeous.
Jasmine and I always stopped to say hello to him.
And he, once, got so excited he piddled on her head.
She was NOT impressed.
Looked at him with absolute horror.

I stopped to say hello to him yesterday.(Am I the only one who says hello to other dogs?)
He smiled so widely I thought his teeth were going to drop out.
Then he raced off and brought a toy to the gate.

I am seriously thinking of asking his parents if I can take him walking.
They both work and hardly ever take him for a run.
And Border Collies NEED to run.
Also, they had a baby recently so their life is pretty busy.

Problem is he is very boisterous.
And has not been trained to walk on a lead.
Don’t know if I am strong enough.
I love dogs.
I don’t fancy a broken hip.

They are very intelligent dogs.
How hard would it be to train him?
One can do wonders with words of encouragement.
And a pocket full of treats.

What do you guys think?

Hello All.

What are we going to talk about today.
Hmm…not much it seems.
My mind is a complete blank.

I have just come back from a walk.
Am still finding it difficult without Jasmine.
Damn, I miss that dog.
A guy from along the road asked me if she was too old to walk now.
I had to tell him she was gone and then walk off quickly.
I started to leak again.
And I didn’t have a tissue.
And I hate sniffing.

My mate, at work,  is off to Germany tomorrow or the next day.
Her 96 year old ex-mother in law has had a fall.
I can’t imagine jetting off to see one of my mother-in-laws.
And I have had a few.
Mind you, when we first moved to Cape Town I drove an hour to visit my first M.I.L.
Every ruddy weekend.
And an hour back.
But I felt sorry for her.

Anyway, I might be putting in some overtime in the next few weeks.
I need two new tyres for my car so the extra money will help.

I told Barry we were going to babysit her Great Dane.
I wish you could have seen his face.
Absolute horror.
Actually, she is an easy dog.
She comes to work every day.
Always comes to me for a cuddle as soon as she arrives.
Then sleeps for the rest of the day.

And now I have waffled enough.

Hello All.

So, I remembered what I wanted to tell you.
First, though, I have to give my overseas friends some background.

We have recently had a spate of violent protests.
I am not too sure about what.
Poor service delivery.
Changing municipal boundaries.
That sort of thing.

More than fifty schools, libraries, clinics etc have been either vandalized or burnt to the ground.
It defies logic.
You are unhappy about something and then you take away your child’s right to an education.

Within days the government managed to bring in mobile classrooms to replace a few of the schools.
My favourite radio DJ commented on it.
He wondered why the government could suddenly spring into action when a lot of the rural schools are in mud huts.
And some teach under trees.
His colleague said ” maybe they should burn down the tree”

Sorry, but it appealed to my black sense of humour.

 

Hello All.

Yesterday, I knew what I was going to blog about today.
Today I have no frigging idea what it was all about.
It has vanished into the ether.
Probably, never to return.
A pity because I am sure it was going to be something mind blowing.
Or not.

So, what shall we talk about?
Hmmmmmm.
Barry and I went for a walk today.
Me with walking stick(to warn snakes of my approach)
And my camera which I never used.
Because there was nothing worth snapping.
And no Jasmine.
No stopping at every blade of grass.
I was quite puffed out.
Anyway, I MUST keep up the walking.
I am not quite ready to join her.
Though, she had better be waiting for me.

I am sleeping far too much.
Perhaps catching up on the months of getting up every couple of hours to check on her.
I don’t think so.
I don’t think it works that way.
Lost sleep has gone.
Anyway, this afternoon I dreamed that Molly, from Mike and Molly, had come for supper.
Probably because I had been watching it on TV before I dropped off.

Yes, that is a gripe I can express here.
I have no idea what idiots they have at DSTV(cable) but they need their butts kicked.
It is bad enough that we spend a small fortune for the dubious pleasure of viewing their stuff.
I wouldn’t do it but Barry likes the sport.
They are starting all the old series from the beginning.
Like we wouldn’t notice?
Now they have a new trick.
They show two episodes of Mike and Molly and then, immediately repeat the first one.
Do they think we have attention deficit?

Oh hell, it is time for me to do my cooking thing.
For some reason Barry seems to want to eat every night!

Catch you all tomorrow.

Hello All.

We went down to the beachfront for a walk yesterday.
I took some lovely shots.
You will just have to take my word for it.
Somehow I deleted all of them bar one.
Strangely that one is the last one I took of Jasmine.
I am not going to share it.
She does not look her best.
And women take that seriously.

I have a question for all my overseas friends.
Do your lotteries get won on a regular basis or do they roll over a lot?
Every month end our lottery gives a BIG prize.
And every month end it is won?
Colour me paranoid but I think something is fishy.
Corruption is so rampant in this country why not the lottery.

Our post office is on the verge of closing.
It is in severe financial trouble.
Much like all the state owned enterprises run by our brilliant government.
Barry went to the post office that sorts the mail we never receive.
They happily handed over a refuse bag full of mail they have not delivered.
There must have been close on 500 letters.
Registered slips included.
They had a couple of excuses.
They don’t have a vehicle to come to our complex(the complex is one block up from the rest of the suburb)
It is too far for the postman to walk.
She can’t reach all the mail boxes.

In the old days we used to get mail TWICE a day.
Then it went to once a day.
The post office was solvent.
Bloody ANC.

Hmmm…have just thought of something else but this post is going on too long.
Will save it for tomorrow.

Hello All.

Well, supper went well.
My friend lives in the complex.
Her cat decided to come and visit too.

Barry was not amused(Barry is Mex by the way)
He does not like cats.
I suspect he views them as large creepy crawlies.
And, we all know how he feels about THEM.

Her cat, Storm, is part Siamese and a real character.
With a tendency to walk past you and give you a bite.
So I kept an eagle eye on him every time he neared Barry.

He explored the house from top to bottom.
It’s a small house so it did not take too long.
Even leaping from the fridge to the top of the cupboards.
Then I did the unthinkable and gave him some of Jasmine’s leftover pilchards.
Which he scoffed with great gusto.
He will probably be back.
She is moving at the end of June.
I shall miss them both.

I took half a sleeping pill and I think I slept well.
And, I never wet the bed.
So all is good.

I saw a missed call on my phone yesterday.
From a very strange number.
Hope it was freelotto to tell me I have won 10 million dollars.
I shall keep my phone handy.

Have a good day everyone.

Hello All.

Two posts in one day.
Watch out for dramatic changes in the weather.
Or an earthquake or two.

I am feeling a little better.
The torrents have subsided to the odd trickle.
Especially when I read all the comments here and on FB.
I have been overwhelmed by all the love.
An upside to these two horrific days.

Tonight I have a friend coming for supper.
Cooking might keep me on an even keel.
She is a big softie who also loved Jasmine.
We will probably have a little weep together.
And Mex will roll his eyes.
And pretend he has a cold again.
I am glad I am not a man.
I could just sob my heart out.

I have lost a lot of people I loved very much.
But I always told myself that when you lose someone you are crying for yourself.
And I have had a little weep and carried on with life.
My reaction to Jasmine’s death took me by surprise.
Gut wrenching sobs.
I have never done that before.
I think, maybe, because I did not have to be strong for anyone else.
I could just wallow.
And, now that I have, it is time to move on.
However, I keep hearing her panting.
And I just couldn’t go for a walk without her today.
And I miss her big brown eyes watching my every move.
Such unconditional love.
I was so lucky to experience that.
Damn, am leaking again.

Nancy put it so well.
I don’t have froggy eyes.
I have bullfrog eyes.

Tonight Mex is giving me a sleeping pill.
There could just be a little problem.
I have had a lot to drink today.
What if I wet the bed?

Which reminds me.
When Jasmine started pooping in her sleep my younger son said it was time.
I didn’t listen.
He did, however, say that if I start pooping in MY sleep he will put me down.
For once I am glad he lives a 1000kms away!