Very quick notes before I start my Monday chores.
We've lost Jenny. Please wish stop by to wish her well.
Prayers, we need prayers:
Karen of Scottsdale is seeing the whirlwind up close and scary.
My Dad will undergo cardiac catheterization Tuesday. He's 79.
Thanks.
pb
Little Pond
Monday, August 15, 2005
Sunday, August 14, 2005
Happy Birthday to You.
Well, it's probably not your birthday; it certainly isn't mine. But I sang this song this morning. Three times.
When I am unwell, as I am some summer days, I take as little time as possible to dry my hair. My hair is unruly: not curly, not straight, but wavy and messy. Can't be air-dried to look like anything but a frizzy mess.
The heat makes my hands tingle and feel tired. My lower legs, too. (But I solve that by not kneeling. Sorry, God, still, I know You understand.) But the hair has to look presentable. I'm too old for messy to be careless and cute.
This gets complicated, so stay with me: during the flu season we were told to wash, wash, wash our hands. And it worked, but we have to rinse them at least ten (twenty is better) seconds. With no clock, how does one calibrate the time spent?
Easy. Sing one round of Happy Birthday to You. That's about ten seconds. Sing it slowly to get 20 seconds. Better yet: Sing it like Marilyn Monroe sang it for JFK's birthday. Remember, those of you about my age? She sang it for his birthday, deep contralto-voiced and slow, sexy as all get-out. For those who don't remember MM, try it like Talulah Bankhead, or Greta Garbo, or some other Sexy Icon, and you'll get about 20 seconds.
Huh??? What about the hair??? With short hair, above the shoulders: blow it backward to the MM Happy Birthday, to straighten the bangs. Blow it forwards, right over the face, the MM way again. And blow it backwards, shaping it to the regular Happy Birthday. Frizzy hair needs another MM Happy Birthday, and you are done. Guaranteed. Going back and forth seems to help prevent the fatigue factor that foils styling jobs.
It's not my favorite 'do, but I look okay, and it's do-able.
So, Happy Un-birthday To You. (Don't sing the "un-" part: it messes up the timing.)
pb
Little Pond
For Marilyn's version, click on Happy Birthday, then scroll down to the MP3 address and click. There are lots of sites with her song, for MP#, RealPlayer, etc. Use the Google portal in the sidebar! Don't be scared!
When I am unwell, as I am some summer days, I take as little time as possible to dry my hair. My hair is unruly: not curly, not straight, but wavy and messy. Can't be air-dried to look like anything but a frizzy mess.
The heat makes my hands tingle and feel tired. My lower legs, too. (But I solve that by not kneeling. Sorry, God, still, I know You understand.) But the hair has to look presentable. I'm too old for messy to be careless and cute.
This gets complicated, so stay with me: during the flu season we were told to wash, wash, wash our hands. And it worked, but we have to rinse them at least ten (twenty is better) seconds. With no clock, how does one calibrate the time spent?
Easy. Sing one round of Happy Birthday to You. That's about ten seconds. Sing it slowly to get 20 seconds. Better yet: Sing it like Marilyn Monroe sang it for JFK's birthday. Remember, those of you about my age? She sang it for his birthday, deep contralto-voiced and slow, sexy as all get-out. For those who don't remember MM, try it like Talulah Bankhead, or Greta Garbo, or some other Sexy Icon, and you'll get about 20 seconds.
Huh??? What about the hair??? With short hair, above the shoulders: blow it backward to the MM Happy Birthday, to straighten the bangs. Blow it forwards, right over the face, the MM way again. And blow it backwards, shaping it to the regular Happy Birthday. Frizzy hair needs another MM Happy Birthday, and you are done. Guaranteed. Going back and forth seems to help prevent the fatigue factor that foils styling jobs.
It's not my favorite 'do, but I look okay, and it's do-able.
So, Happy Un-birthday To You. (Don't sing the "un-" part: it messes up the timing.)
pb
Little Pond
For Marilyn's version, click on Happy Birthday, then scroll down to the MP3 address and click. There are lots of sites with her song, for MP#, RealPlayer, etc. Use the Google portal in the sidebar! Don't be scared!
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
MediFan Alert!
Grand Rounds are up again!
For newbies, this gives us a chance to sample a lot of doctor blogs at one time and in one place. You can start at Gruntdoc, if you like. He's my favorite, for almost daily posting and universal appeal.
This week's Rounds, the host has them all nicely sorted, so you can seek out your own special obsession. Mine is humor, and this one takes the prize. Makes me glad to be a MediFan.
pb
Little Pond
For newbies, this gives us a chance to sample a lot of doctor blogs at one time and in one place. You can start at Gruntdoc, if you like. He's my favorite, for almost daily posting and universal appeal.
This week's Rounds, the host has them all nicely sorted, so you can seek out your own special obsession. Mine is humor, and this one takes the prize. Makes me glad to be a MediFan.
pb
Little Pond
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Attitude Adjustment
After all my grumping this past week, it's time for something positive:
Visit my everloving Blogmother, Sissy Willis. It's all about natural mood enhancement. Not drugs, not herbs, but a proper mindset that being rediscovered. Naturally, someone takes something basic and makes it sound serious. Not to mention Profitable. But I Knew All Along.
So let's open the drapes, raise the blinds, and (if necessary) wipe the puppy snot off the windows!
pb
Little Pond
Visit my everloving Blogmother, Sissy Willis. It's all about natural mood enhancement. Not drugs, not herbs, but a proper mindset that being rediscovered. Naturally, someone takes something basic and makes it sound serious. Not to mention Profitable. But I Knew All Along.
So let's open the drapes, raise the blinds, and (if necessary) wipe the puppy snot off the windows!
pb
Little Pond
Monday, August 08, 2005
VirginMobile Update
The cell works today. So my anger dissipates and I return to blogging. Took Ellie to the river and tried to photoblog, but the sun is filtered through fairly thick clouds, and the photos are blah. Cool enough to venture out, not sunny enough for nice photos. Except this one. It's a glorious morning after all.pb
Little Pond
Sunday, August 07, 2005
VirginMobile takes my Vacation
Back to work Monday. Rested, ready, mostly healed, despite my doctor's tactless handling of my usual summertime relapse. At least it triggered a vacation.
Had a silly scare this week. Topped off my VirginMobile cell on Tuesday. I was a day late and lost five minutes (that would have otherwise rolled over). $20 and back to normal. My phone is for any trips out of the house: literally a matter of life or death waiting to happen. I nearly fell on one of my RiverDogging excursions. No problem: I have my cell!
Wrong. During my trip to the Fair, I tried to call home over a small, non-health issue. And couldn't. No service. Please press one to TopOff, or some such stupidity.
Cut my trip short. Went online to check my balance. Showed over $25. Weird. So I called from my cell. They said "Weird," too. Hang on, we'll get the supervisor. But the called ended. After all, no service. I called back from my landline. Same thing, need supervisor, blah-blah.
They showed me both topped off and out of service. So please fix: I have MS and this is my lifeline. NO CAN DO. Service is cancelled for 24 to 72 hours while they investigate! I never heard of such a thing. They clearly have a problem, for which I must pay up to three more days without service. Doesn't matter that they have proof of my payment and transaction.
VirginMobile has no snailmail. I sent an email, full of anger, frustration and fears. Took Husband RJ forever to calm me with his assertions that I was wasting my time and energy. Made me even madder.
So I will be ditching VirginMobile as soon as I can afford a GoPhone. My daughters have no problems with Cingular, and Husband RJ works well with a TracFone. Always has. A little security would be nice.
pb
Little Pond
Had a silly scare this week. Topped off my VirginMobile cell on Tuesday. I was a day late and lost five minutes (that would have otherwise rolled over). $20 and back to normal. My phone is for any trips out of the house: literally a matter of life or death waiting to happen. I nearly fell on one of my RiverDogging excursions. No problem: I have my cell!
Wrong. During my trip to the Fair, I tried to call home over a small, non-health issue. And couldn't. No service. Please press one to TopOff, or some such stupidity.
Cut my trip short. Went online to check my balance. Showed over $25. Weird. So I called from my cell. They said "Weird," too. Hang on, we'll get the supervisor. But the called ended. After all, no service. I called back from my landline. Same thing, need supervisor, blah-blah.
They showed me both topped off and out of service. So please fix: I have MS and this is my lifeline. NO CAN DO. Service is cancelled for 24 to 72 hours while they investigate! I never heard of such a thing. They clearly have a problem, for which I must pay up to three more days without service. Doesn't matter that they have proof of my payment and transaction.
VirginMobile has no snailmail. I sent an email, full of anger, frustration and fears. Took Husband RJ forever to calm me with his assertions that I was wasting my time and energy. Made me even madder.
So I will be ditching VirginMobile as soon as I can afford a GoPhone. My daughters have no problems with Cingular, and Husband RJ works well with a TracFone. Always has. A little security would be nice.
pb
Little Pond
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
Better, thanks.
Already more rested than I've been in months. Once again it's time to downsize: blogging cannot be on top of, it has to be instead of, other things.
Posting is tiring, and it's hard to admit that. Anything published must be edited for content, censored for intention, and whittled down in size. I love my blogs, but they are work.
That said, here's my latest. Another quick trip for the Hometown Tourist. Otherwise, a collossal bore, no doubt. No commercial attractions are included, deliberately. They can come later, maybe.
BTW, links and advertising to come later, also. ;)
pb
Little Pond
Posting is tiring, and it's hard to admit that. Anything published must be edited for content, censored for intention, and whittled down in size. I love my blogs, but they are work.
That said, here's my latest. Another quick trip for the Hometown Tourist. Otherwise, a collossal bore, no doubt. No commercial attractions are included, deliberately. They can come later, maybe.
BTW, links and advertising to come later, also. ;)
pb
Little Pond
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)