Thoughts

You know how you walk into a room to get something and forget what it was? Then you have to go back where you start from and hope it will jog your memory. Well, that's been happening to me a lot lately. Funny, (weird, strange) thing is that this has been happening much more often since I had a bad reaction to an antibiotic back in September.

As always, when I get a cold it goes immediately to the chest and I have trouble breathing. So the doctor started me on an antibiotic. Apparently I had had this one before, but at this time I didn't remember.

I started taking it on a Monday and by Thursday it was still not moving out of my chest. On that day I had forgotten to have breakfast and started to notice I was hungry. Then I noticed heart palpitations. I was taking my dog to the park and when I got out of the car I felt very dizzy, So much so that my vision actually blurred around the edges. I tried walking a few feet and could hardly breathe. My heart was fluttering all over the place. Each stop I made that day I felt worse. I went home, because heaven forbid I would get it checked out. I did stop at the drug store and checked my BP which was all over the place.

So anyway, I went home and mentioned to my hubby that my heart was beating fast. It did settle down somewhat when I got home.

The next day, the same thing starts to happen. I decided to stop at work and ask if they could get someone to take my shift that afternoon. If they couldn't I could come in but I'd rather not. They thought I didn't look well at all. I talked to my girlfriend and she convinced me to get it checked out at the hospital because my colour was very bad.

I sit in the hospital for quite a while, they finally come and get me and hook me up to the EKG machine and heart monitors and take blood samples. They can tell if you've had a heart attack by doing a blood test. Turns out, I was having an allergic reaction to the medication! ! ! ! No heart attack ! ! ! !

So I have now added another thing I can't take.

Back to the memory. I really have noticed this forgetting thing. Enough so, that it really, really bothers me.

I lost my Mom to Alzheimer's Disease. I hope I NEVER, EVER get that. If I found out I did I would kill myself. That is such a horrible disease to watch and it must be that much worse to have it happening to you. I watched my Mom lose all her dignity, zest for life, possessions, family, and worst of all her 'self'.

When she died she was a shell. There was nobody left in there. It was a blessing to have her go. I know that might be mean to say, but if she had known how bad it would be and had asked me to end her suffering, I would have done it in a heartbeat.

There was one time she was to be examined by the doctor and he wanted my help to get her undressed. I refused to do it. I told him that she would never have gotten undressed in front of me and I was NOT going to put her through that. He said 'she wouldn't know' and I said 'you don't know that for sure.'


Luckily there are tests you can take that can help you maybe figure out if you are heading down that road. One thing a doctor once told me was that if you remember you forgot something, then you don't have Alzheimer's. 

 So keep remembering stuff ! ! ! !! ! ! ! ! ! !

Things that can break your heart

I wouldn't normally let anyone know this because I have this tough image of myself. But right now I feel like my heart is breaking. There is a member of my hubby's band that is leaving because he can't get his heart into the practicing anymore.

I often joked that if I didn't love my husband so much and this guy wasn't married I'd have been after him. I am sitting here right now, tears trickling down my face, wishing I had never met him. He was such a joy to watch on stage. He was probably half the show just by his enthusiasm and stage presence.

I always watch my husband play when I am there but this man drew my eye because he was having so much fun. He would get so into his music and he loved to have musical duels with my hubby. He will be sorely missed by the whole band and probably mostly by me.

There isn't enough room to put the crying face on here that I need.



:'(

Giant Beer Vats

Molson bought these giant vats from Germany and then had to have them delivered to Hamilton. They could have gone into Toronto, except that there was absolutely no way to get them to the Molson's plant up by Toronto International Airport.

You see not only would they have to remove and reinstall literally thousands of hydro, cable and phone lines, BUT there was just no way to get it past the Gardiner Expressway. That is an elevated roadway that passes across the bottom of the city between the lake and most of the buildings. Then if you could have gotten past that, you just needed to make it under the railway tracks which also run across the bottom of the city. And because Toronto is a hub for a lot of railway traffic there are several sets of tracks beside each other! ! ! !

Not to mention what a mess it would be trying to move those things at night in Toronto on ANY street going north. So Hamilton won out and they are taking a very circuitous route around obstacles.


Sooooooo, that led to them coming into Hamilton and being moved through our city over to the edge of Burlington, north, then east along hwy. 5 then north, then east, then south, east, north, then east, then south, southeast, southwest, west, north, south, west, north, west and south to its destination. This was all going to take place over 4 nights. 


Didn't happen. They only got about 4.8 kms (just under 3 miles). A trip by car that takes 15 minutes, maybe, took them from 9 pm until 6 am the next morning. This put them short of their original first night stop by 12.3 kms (7.6 miles). So, they went a grand total of around three miles in 9 hours. Good thing is, they still move faster than most government agencies.

The first is the picture of the back end of the first vat and then the front end of the second vat. Apparently the convoy is one kilometre long!

Sorry they aren't as clear as I would have liked them to be but I was getting cold from waiting so long and then they turned off the streetlights. So with the shaking of my hands and the fact of trying both natural light and flash, these are what I ended up with.

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I have three blogs going now and I am trying to make myself work on them. I have the ideas but life gets in the way sometimes. I really like writing so I have decided that I will set myself down once a week, Sunday morning, and work on the blogs. This will entail me keeping some notes, etc and then referring to them when the time comes.

I not only like writing them, but I feel a responsibility now to my few fans and I also even get told by them that I "haven't written a blog in a while. "

This better work.

Cookiestock 2010 ! ! ! ! !

Well, its a wrap. I have returned from the excursion after we made approximately 36 dozen cookies.


I was at first going by myself, but for some reason my hubby decided that he would go to. At first it was separate cars, then it changed to him driving me there and coming back to get me, three days later.

The man's amazing, I tell you. Boy, did we drive through some interesting conditions. Just this side of total white out.

We had supper in Bobcaygeon with my sister in law and my two brothers. It was a Chinese restaurant. Food was, on average, okay. Some was excellent, most was just there. Personally, I think $1.60 for one spring roll is rather high. Also, we love Hot and Sour soup, but not when its red (?). It almost seems like they have added sweet and sour sauce to it. That will give you an idea of the colour.

The waitress we had was obviously new, but did a very good job. The owner/manager (?) who was overseeing (?) Didn't like much. She had a look on her face like she was smelling manure, but trying to pretend she couldn't.

Anyway, we had asked for the menu to be left so we could look at desserts later. Miss Puckered Face comes over and takes the menu away and just sort of looked at us like 'who did we think WE were?"

She never asked if we still needed it. Just picked it up like it was her property and we were about to steal it.

Still had a nice time visiting with my brothers and SIL. Didn't have a lot of time to catch up, because my SIL had to work the next day. My brothers were off until Wednesday morning.

The one brother and I started some cookies that night when we got back to his place, then the next day my baby (55 years old) brother came over the next day and we got into some serious baking, decorating, etc.

I took my dogs with me and I have a video on their site where the puppy discovered snow.

Emma and Snow

More later.

You know you're old when . . . . .

So, I know I've talked about this before but holy crap the people around here drive like idiots!!

Don't you think that if you were going to break the law by speeding, running red lights or coasting through stop signs that you'd be smart enough not to have a vanity plate?? They're 99% of the time easier to remember than an ordinary plate.

The other day, I was coming home down Bay street from York Blvd, cutting through the neighbourhoods, and there are 9 stop signs before the next set of lights. I was 'lucky' enough to be following a young lady (18 - 20) and she did not stop at a single stop sign until the last one and that was only because the traffic had stopped and the car in front of her couldn't move past the sign.

Now, sadly to say it is usually younger women that seem to be the speeders. I don't know if its the time of day I'm out or whether they are just more careless, but I see them talking on cell phones (now illegal) and going well over the speed limit. There is this one place in Burlington where you pass three (3!) schools so for at least a mile there are flashing lights that say 40 kph.

So I putz along doing the limit and these cars are flying by me going at least the 60 that is normal when school's not out. These are usually of child bearing age, so you think that they would notice. Yesterday some woman of probably 35 or so was driving a BMW and was so aggravated being behind me, that as soon as she had the chance she went by at I'd say at least 70 or 80 kph.

Her license plate ????

Relaaax ! ! ! ! !

Gawd, there are times I wish I was a cop.


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It just kept getting better. (a long post)

Sorry this is so long, but with all the excitement it caused I promised I would post the story.

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Yesterday my snake died. I really didn’t want to go to work because I knew I wouldn’t be thinking about just the job.

Anyway, I started in to work, and I go to Cathedral Park to sit in the shade a little. When it comes time to leave I pull up to the entranceway and wait until it looks like the way is clear. Also, I have to get across about three lanes to get to where I want to be. I pull out, and a car that was quite a way back comes up behind me pretty fast.

One of those “you’re not filling in my spot” people. He speeds up so that he’s right at the back end of my car and has to slow down hard. He then determines that I am going too slow and pulls out around me. He lays on the gas and promptly drives through a red light.

I get to the store parking lot and I’m about to turn in when I see his car sitting at the corner of Longwood and King. Being the impulsive person I sometimes can be I decided to go and see what an idiot looks like. I pulled up behind him and put my right signal on. He turns and starts to speed up Longwood, I sped up a little but then slow again as the speed is 40kmh on that street. He pulls away from me as I come to the stop sign that he just coasted through. I make a proper stop and look in all directions. Clear to go. I look up and he’s gone and I have to get to work anyway so I turn at the intersection. He’s sitting in the middle of the road at the other end of the street. I pulled past him, smiled and waved and stopped at the corner. I then turned right up Paradise and I hear a screeching of tires behind me. He has come around the corner very fast and is now right on my bumper. He stays there even as I slow down to a crawl. I make my proper stops and he follows me through. (apparently, my stop covered us both)

When I get back to King I turn right again then make the left into our parking lot. I have just got backed in when there is another screeching of tires and he has parked across the front of me. I look up and I smiled and waved because I didn’t know what to say to him. He yells at me “so you like f***** following cars do you?” With that he pulls away and goes back down Longwood.

One of my fellow employees came over and asked what that was all about. I briefly told him and he said the guy was an idiot.

We are still talking when I see the car again. He parks at the other entrance to the store, across the parking lot, and motions his fingers to me like “bring it on”. I just look at him so he points and indicates I come here again.

It’s almost time to go in to work but I still have a few minutes so I take my time. As I approach the store I can see one of the head cashiers looking out the door at me. By now my fellow employee has entered the store and is at my defence telling the guy to leave the store. I have now clocked in and got to the customer service desk where he is waiting for the manager. They are busy. Another person comes out and he proceeds to tell her what ever. I think he wanted me fired, killed, stoned, set on fire and other wise disposed of.

Because nothing happened on store property, they tell him there is nothing they can or would do.

He left and then came back again later to again speak to a manager. He thought I had left because my car was moved. (He appeared to me to be irrational enough to do something to my car, so I thought it best to move it where I could see it.)

After my break I heard that he came back and told them that he had got my license number and reported me to the police. They would be talking to me.I start to hear what his complaints were from what he has told people, All the things he says I did are what he did to me.

I cut him off, I tail gated him, I forced him through a yellow (it was red) light and the only reason I thought it was red was because I didn't have the guts to go through it?????

Now, I try to be a good driver. I really follow the speed limits and signs on the city streets. I have had my car rear-ended three times; two times by people that didn't think they should slow down or stop, plus one time on the highway by someone following too closely.

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The next morning I drove over to the store to get some items that were on sale and as I am driving through downtown I see a white car out the corner of my eye. I glance over and son of a gun if it isn't the same guy. This was at 5:10 AM.

He never looked over at me and as soon as the light changed he went speeding off and left me in his dust. Within seconds he was several blocks ahead of me and crossing lanes without signaling. I wonder what he would have done if he'd seen me?

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I am not sure whether I should contact the police myself. He has told lies about the situation. He has told people in MY store that he would punch me in the face. He has tried to scare me by telling fellow employees that he has my information.

He has basically threatened me.

So, what about THIS theory?

I know someone who works at a store and gets several hours a week. They used to do one job that they really liked and then somewhere along the way, they were moved to a different position. Now that job they used to like seems to be done by people who don't like it.

At first it was thought that it was to keep them in one place because they wander but now that I think about it it seems that the ones who express dislike for that job end up doing it the most.



Dictatorship:

Rule by a single leader who has not been elected and may use force to keep control. In a military dictatorship, the army is in control. Usually, there is little or no attention to public opinion or individual rights.