Free Surgery

How often would you get surgery if it was free?  I got my eyes lasered last year and it comes with a lifetime guarantee.  That means that I can go in for a "touch-up" if my eyes change at all.  After one year, my astigmatism has return in my right eye.  That means that sometimes, when I am really tired, I feel like I need to strain to get perfect focus.  Should I go in for another eye surgery?  Will I need to go in every year to get my cornea resurfaced again and again?  How many times can I have surgery on my eyes before things start to go really wrong?  Or, should I just get a really cute pair of glasses that I only wear when I feel like it.  What do you think?

Who Stole My Cats?

For the past six years I have thought that I owned two cats.  This week I have realized that they are actually dogs.  Amos has turned into a lap dog, that whines and complains unless he is sitting on my lap, sprawled over whatever book or project I am working on.  Annie is a watchdog.  She stands at attention with her front paws on the windowsill watching for any intruders into our backyard.  If she sees anything, she runs from window to window growling.  Did I say she runs?  I meant she lumbers.   Thump thump thump thump thump thump.  No stealth at all.  Where did my cats go?  Will they return the animals I used to know that slept on the bed all day, or moved from sunbeam to sunbeam chasing the endless nap?

Working Conditions

Of all the nerve.  The hospital calls me in and offers me double-time for an extra shift so I can't say no.  Then they actually expect me to work.  Unacceptable.  Don't they know that I am almost done with a really good book?  I must see how it ends but it is too busy for me to even crack it open.  My Kindle lies there on the counter calling to me every time I run by on my way to the next patient.  Please please please just give me a few minutes to reconnect with the characters and READ THE ENDING!!!

Problem Solved...I hope.

I think I have finally solved my computer problem.  I can’t believe it took me this long.  I write my blogs on a word document and then paste it.  My poor computer gets tired having to do two things at once, so this way I hopefully will be able to post AND visit blogs before it gives up exhausted.  Hopefully I can even fit a comment or two in. 

What is it with Twilight???

I just finished reading The Scarlet Letter and the entire time I was amazed by the characterization.  It was so refreshing to read a book that had more substance and depth than I what I usually read (middle-grade fantasy).  I savored that book.  Every paragraph was beautiful.  But now it is over.  Now I can give in to the ridiculous urges I have been having lately.  For some reason I feel the need to reread Twilight.  “Oh, look.  It is cloudy out.  I should read Twilight.”  “Man, that guy looks greasy, I should read Twilight.”  "That girl has brown hair, I should read Twilight."  Ugh.  I don’t even like the story that much.  What is wrong with me? 

Joshua Tree In All Its Glory

Over Labor Day weekend my husband and I went to Joshua Tree National Park. We both enjoy the outdoors and love to hike  There is a 3.7 mile trail (one way) that my husband wanted to try.  Sure.  Right.  It was 113 degrees out.  We had already run 4 miles early that morning and I was on my period so I didn't want to go that far, but I really don't like being a wimp. 
We got to the beginning of the hike and I started getting the water together.  What did my husband say?  "We don't need that.  I am not going to carry it."  Good thing I didn't listen to him.  What I actually said was, "OK.  I will carry it but I won't share."  Five minutes into the hike he offered to carry the water.  What he wanted was a drink.  It was REALLY hot. 
We got about two miles in and I was exhausted.  Did I mention I was on my period?  That we had already run four miles?  I was plugging along getting hot and cranky when I saw a deer bound across the path.  My husband said it was a goose.  What? A goose?  It was NOT a goose.  That was the final straw and I refused to go any further.  
On the way back I stopped under the shade of a bush to relax for a minute.  Did I see all the stickers on the ground?  Of course I did but I sat down anyway.  Those stickers don't come out and they don't brush off.  My husband spent the night pulling all the little thorns out of my bum with a pair of tweezers.

I'm Back and Better Than Ever

It has been quite a summer.  I have been out of the blogging habit since moving and am using a different computer.  My husband has claimed the better one for school (like that is important or something) so I am stuck with the one that keeps freezing.  But KarenG's blog about creative cooking inspired me to return to my blog.  I am neither a creative cook (I always follow the recipe) nor a creative writer.  But school is back in session and my computer looks out the window at a flowering magnolia tree and with Diet Coke in hand I return to the computer. 

Well, looks like I have nothing to say so I will see you on your blogs!!  Happy Autumn Everyone!