IrishAyes
IrishAyes's JournalWe'll see 20 below tonight. Same gardening zone as southern Maine.
And - wahhhh!!! - the ice jam remains in the trap of the pipe where my washing machine empties. Haven't been able to do laundry for days. House is colder in spots than what I'd prefer, though it's amazing what 3 layers of clothing can do.
So I try to remember how comparatively easy I've got it. My nerves might wear a little thin, especially when I make the mistake of watching Sunday political shows, but a little Xanax and behavior change takes care of that. I'm basically okay. Just a little overdue for scrubbing down, and people a hundred years ago only changed clothes once a week if that ... so I'm going to stop whining. The ice jam will work its way out soon enough. No worries about burst pipes since it's an open system. Maybe the non-toxic RV antifreeze I put in there will do some good soon. I've got everything with a faucet on drip, a thermometer under my kitchen sink - the only place next to an outside wall - and no worries about the most important things.
Well, I love Dennis Kucinich too, from the bottom of my heart -
but even if he were rash enough to run for president in '16 and it would take a lightning strike for him to win a single primary, never in my wildest dreams do I want him on the ticket. I can absolutely adore all sorts of people, but I'm only going to vote for one kind - the candidate with the greater chance of moving America forward in the best direction. Step by step, inch by inch if that's what it takes. That's why all the charming and tempting siren calls for a third party fall on such deaf ears.
Back when I ordered one of my Obama/Biden campaign tee shirts, I had the option
of what to have printed across the back in big bold letters - anything at all. I chose "PROUD DEMOCRAT".
Nobody here in RedNeckLand is going to mistake me for a part timer or someone who just happened to vote a certain way one election. I even wrote in one my letters to the newspaper that the Democratic Party is my family, and when somebody attacks them, they'll hear from me. And they do. That's why I'm so damned popular here I couldn't get elected dogcatcher if it was a volunteer position. But I don't give a damn. (I'm also aware of a certain undercurrent of very guarded approval.)
I appreciate and saved all the graphics on this page
But the 'Never Again' ranks right up there with, if not above, Rosie the Riveter. Its power is incalculable.
Not only to avoid inconvenience to others, but to avoid drawing undue attention to himself
on an occasion marked for spiritual worship. According to the Bible, those who pray on street corners to gain the praise of men receive their reward on earth, not in heaven. So the attention-seeking Bible thumpers had better enjoy it while they can, because it won't mean squat later on.
I made the horrible mistake of turning on the tv political shows this morning
because I'm pretty snowed in here until at least Tuesday; maybe cabin fever made me backslide on previous vows. The only thing that was any good was Harry Reid on Face the Nation; otherwise I never heard such a sorry bunch of gloating doomsday predictors. Well, Chuck Shumer did us proud too, but otherwise it was such a total wash that I finally got smart and turned the damned thing off. To hear most of them tell it, we don't have a snowball's chance in hell of getting anything done, much less regaining the House.
Good thing to know that President Obama has better things to do than to listen to those empty shirts! What a wonderful antidote to all the doom and gloom, and what a haven our BOG is. Thank you for being such a help indeed.
Barking up the wrong tree, here! I'm the last person to rely on for behavior feedback
since my own probably bears close watch.
Anyway, one of the methods I've read/heard about for growing neural pathways is simply to do normal things a bit differently - such as brushing your teeth or even eating using the non-dominant hand. Anything you do that requires hand-eye coordination such as playing a musical instrument, or IMO even composing and typing comprehensible material, also helps. So you must be right.
DNA is not absolute fate.
My parents died of other causes, and there's always been the possibility that I was adopted; people back then often kept that a secret, especially since the actual birth mother might've been a teenage relative 'in trouble' as they used to say. So I intend to fight tooth, nail, and claw against every malady imaginable. And, as you say, be as nice as I can to other people along the way!
Ooops. Awkward....
re post 5: When I said "Great news!" I meant for LFR, not the fact that I'm not a hypochondriac! Talk about poor, ambiguous composition. Guilty as self-charged. Don't worry, I'll also self-report to the English Majors Association. There'll be a heavy fine, but how else do you expect me to stop transgressing?
Great.
Now if they'll just develop a dementia vaccine for us, we'll be okay. 
Although actually I've read in many places that exercise, Mediterranean diet, and mental/emotional stimulation are the best hedges we have at the moment.
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