“Ya Never Know Where You’re Goin’ ‘Til You Get There!”

Did you ever see the old Sylvester the Cat cartoon, where he sings, “Ya never know where you’re ’til you get there”? Well, that was Dad and me yesterday.

We decided to go to our pre-pandemic favorite Mexican restaurant on Sunday, instead of Saturday. We got ready in a snap, prepped the house as we usually do when we leave: turned off lights, unplugged unnecessary items, etc. Then we ventured out, happy to be getting away from the same ol’ routine and four walls that we call home.

I drive because Dad prefers it that way. He says, “I could have a heart attack while I’m driving!” I always say in response, “I could have a heart attack while I’m driving too, Dad!” But, I digress. We’re a few miles down the road and Dad mentions taking the shortcut because last time it (the dirt road) was solid and not muddy, as we expected it to be after so much rain. So, I slowed down, signaled, and turned left onto the dirt road. We were nearly halfway to our destination when Dad asks me, “Isn’t this the way to West Plains?” We were supposed to be going to Mountain Home, AR which was entirely a different direction! “What the literal fuck!” I exclaimed. I don’t know what we were thinking…maybe we weren’t thinking at all! We had been talking and when he mentioned the shortcut, I took it. Ugh.

Thankfully, I knew how to get to the road we really needed to take from where we were. Our drive was long, but the weather was nice, our lunch was superb and we had a nice day. We drove at the very least 45 minutes out of our way. We took the scenic route, for sure! One of these days we’re going to be driving and not know where we’re going at all…until we get there!

Getting Back to Normal

I’m sitting here this morning, listening to a Bobwhite outside my bedroom window. Oh, how I enjoy the bird sounds of Spring! Of course, I enjoy birds and listening to their conversations all year round!

In my last post (I think) I mentioned CNN anchor, Jake Tapper, also a novelist who was asked about writing, “Where do you find the time?” To this he replied, “I write every day. Even if it’s just for 15 minutes. If you write 15 minutes a day for a week it adds up. Wherever I was I had a laptop and I worked on the book when I had free time. From April through August 2020 I had no commute. I worked from home. That was two hours I would normally have spent driving and parking. The 15 minutes a day rule really works, even if it turns out to be garbage, it takes you somewhere.” I paraphrased in my last post but this time I got the exact quote. Ever since I saw that interview, I have been trying to write for 15 minutes a day! That hasn’t worked out well now, has it? I’ve been trying to write this post all week!

I feel like things are slowly getting back to normal, somewhat anyway. Dad and I are fully vaccinated now. We have enjoyed lunch out several times and I got my hair cut at the salon. I’m so happy to not have that damn ponytail at the back of my head!

It’s pretty exhausting, getting back to our pre-pandemic routine. We just aren’t used to it after staying at home for so long. Sure, we went out for groceries now and then but that wasn’t often. And for the first 215 days of the pandemic, we never went anywhere! What I couldn’t find online and have shipped, my son or a friend would pick up for us. But, we got tired of staying home!

I’ve had appointments with a lymphedema therapist for the past few weeks. That’s exhausting enough, but it wasn’t half as exhausting as jumping through a couple dozen hoops and filling out about half a thousand forms to get financial aid because my insurance wouldn’t pay for it! I don’t have lymphedema, but it could very well turn into lymphedema if left untreated. The therapy is helping; it’s a gentle massage that helps move extra fluid from an area that is swollen. There’s much talking during this massage and it’s so relaxing that I wish she’d be quiet so I can go to sleep! I’ll keep going each week as long as my financial aid will allow.

After my appointment last week, Dad and I went to a Mexican restaurant for a very late lunch because we were starving to death. We were so tired because we’re not used to the long drives (country living, y’all – everything’s so far away) but our stomachs were conversing and planning a take-over! We stopped at a Mexican restaurant that we had eaten at many times before the pandemic. It wasn’t our favorite place but it sure as hell isn’t even on the list NOW. The food wasn’t that great and my refried beans were nearly WHITE! I’ve been eating at Mexican restaurants for many, many years and have never been served nearly WHITE refried beans! (Refried beans are typically made with pinto beans and they are not white!) I tasted their beans and they tasted like they should have but the color was off so I didn’t eat any more of them. Dad and I both got sick that evening, so something wasn’t right about their food! This week, we went to another old fave, Ruby Tuesday, and we weren’t very impressed with them either. The food was really good but there were flies everywhere and I knew why when I went to the Ladies Room. It smelled like pure sewage in there! The server told us they had a sewage problem. (No shit, Sherlock!) Seems to me, that if a food establishment is having sewage problems then they shouldn’t be open to the public, because after all, they are preparing food and people are there to enjoy a meal…not smell sewage!

2 weeks ago, I had a procedure done on my toe. Toe NAIL, I should say. Some of the nail had to be removed (and killed off) because of ingrown nail problems. I’m telling you, the shots in my toe were painful as fuck! It took 4 shots to numb my poor little BIG toe! After the procedure, I felt no more pain and haven’t since. I’m glad it’s over but it would have been nice to get it done months ago. Dad and I have avoided going to the doctor since March 2020. Thankfully, at our clinic they require masks and do a temp check on each person as they enter the door.

Saturday, we decided it was high time to get back to our pre-pandemic Saturday routine! We shopped for produce (and Dad’s wine) and hit the Dollar Tree. Afterward, we went to our favorite Mexican restaurant, El Chico! We went about 2 weeks ago, and had a nice experience. They are very committed to keeping their patrons not only happy, but safe from Covid-19. There’s hand sanitizer as you enter, the tables are sanitized before people are being seated, paper menus are used, and you are asked to wear a mask until your drinks arrive at your table. I’m pleased with the tables/seating arrangements as they were never crowded together before and it’s no different now. I don’t feel someone’s breath on my neck and I don’t have to worry about someone bumping into me as I raise the fork to my mouth! It’s a very comfortable and welcoming atmosphere. We didn’t get sick after eating there, and there were no flies and no stink!

So, there’s my 15 minutes+ and I hope it’s not garbage! I’ll be busy for the next month or so getting ready for family to come. I have to clean and declutter – and it takes me a long time because of my mobility issues and pain. I may or may not have time for 15 minutes a day but I’ll sure try!

Until next time,

Aunt Debbie

Mrs. Potato Head Got a New Do

I woke up looking like Mrs. Potato Head this morning. It was 1am and I was ready for coffee. Yesterday, my best friend and I went to the beauty salon and had a bite to eat afterward. By the time we got home it was late and I was beat. I hit the sack at 10pm and well, you what happens when you go to bed too early. I was awake at 1am!

I had been sporting a mop since early March 2020. As it grew out I put it in a ponytail. A ponytail and clips. Damn. I’m nearly 60 years old and I think I’m a bit too old for a ponytail and clips. I was so excited to get my hair cut. I wore my hair long for most of my life, but as I got older (and began to have mobility issues) I decided I needed something shorter and easier so for the last few years I’ve worn it short. A few months into the pandemic I was disgusted with my hair and have been anticipating going to the beauty salon for so long!! After being fully vaccinated, I made my appointment! I took this pic last night before I crashed for the night. I look a bit goofy and there’s a bit of clutter in the background so please be kind. Hahaha.

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I’ve not had much motivation to write these days. I think I’ll be taking Jake Tapper’s advice when asked how he had time to write a novel. He said, “Set aside 15 minutes every day to write.” I may be paraphrasing because I don’t recall his exact words but that’s basically what he said. 15 minutes a day. I think I can do that. Hmm… Only time will tell.

Stay tuned for Friday’s Funnies. It’s been weeks since I did a Funnies post. Now that life is going back to somewhat normal, things are funny again… Like when I looked in the mirror this morning and saw Mrs. Potato Head looking back at me. Snort!

Aunt Debbie

What’s Eating Aunt Debbie?

There’s a lot on my mind these days. Most of which you probably don’t want to hear about. Aside from the current political situation, which has me wanting to scream, there are a few other things on my mind.

First, I’ve just not had the motivation to write. I don’t know why. I have a lot of ideas, including notes I have jotted down for future reference. I can’t even bring myself to sit down on a daily basis and read the blogs I follow. I’m just lost…basically going through the motions. I just don’t have any motivation to do anything.

I had my 2nd Covid vaccine on Tuesday so in 2 weeks I am getting my hair cut! I’m so sick of this mop that’s been growing for over a year! I was worried that I’d be sick, like some people do after their 2nd shot. I was a little more achier than normal and my arm hurts like a mother, but it wasn’t too bad. Of course, I started taking Tylenol every 8 hours the day before my appointment, and made sure to stay hydrated. I think that helped.

Recently, I was diagnosed with lymphedema and was referred for lymphedema therapy. Of course, my insurance won’t cover it so I had to apply for financial aid. I finally got the financial aid and made the appointment. Turns out I really don’t have lymphedema – yet. If left untreated this will turn into lymphedema. I got a massage that will help get my lymphatic system moving as it should, and I was taught how to do this myself as well. The therapist wrapped my legs, showing me how to do it, and I was on my way. I will see her again next week. I’m hoping for another massage! Snort!

I find myself thinking more and more about my past self. You know, the person I used to be. I used to be a cross-country backpacker, a great cook, a soap and bath & body maker, and a jewelry maker. I can’t do any of those things anymore. I can’t stand, sit, or walk for long periods of time so all of these things are very difficult, if not impossible for me to do. I’d give anything to just be able to take a freakin’ walk!

But I am grateful for everything I have. I have a roof over my head, a wonderful family, great friends, fur babies who give me headbutts and cuddles, and I can still walk, albeit with crutches and very slowly. I have my Dad who is my comic relief and I swear, the best thing is when Dad and I think of the same funny thing at the same time, and we don’t have to say a word because we know exactly what the other is thinking!

I’m going to focus on the good in my life. I mean, I try to do that anyway but I’ve been a bit down this past few weeks and I need to pull myself out of this slump! I need to find something that motivates me and snap out of it! There used to be plenty of things in my life that motivated me but it seems like those things are lost or just hiding from me.

What’s Eating Aunt Debbie?

Oh, so many things are eating at me these days. It seems the state of this country is in the toilet. Everything is such a mess! It’s exhausting and I know I’m not alone in feeling the way I do. Here’s a quick run-down of What’s Eating Aunt Debbie:

  1. You’d think the damn police would be on their best behavior these days and following procedure, to-the-letter, to protect themselves and their department from bad publicity and lawsuits. But no. More police shootings occur. More wrongful deaths happen. Unnecessary violent treatment on routine traffic stops. THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE! You don’t need to draw your gun on a routine traffic stop. You don’t need to shoot an unarmed person! There is no need for excessive force when you’ve already got the suspect on the ground and handcuffed! You do NOT need to shoot a man in the back!
  2. Joel Greenberg, Seminole County, FL tax collector faces a total of 33 federal charges…including sex trafficking, fraud, and bribery. What the hell is wrong with people these days? Give them an inch, they take a mile. LOCK HIM UP! What scumbag will have that position next?
  3. Matt Gaetz. Where to start? The investigation into Greenberg led the feds to Matt Gaetz, who faces charges of sex trafficking and sex with a minor. Gaetz reportedly asked then-President Trump for a blanket pardon. Who the hell does that? Requesting a blanket pardon tells me all I need to know about someone. Another scumbag in politics. LOCK HIM UP! 
  4. Many people, when asked why they have a problem with the LGBTQ Community, they will say, “that way of life is against my religion.” That’s ridiculous. Their lifestyle doesn’t have a damn thing to do with you. If GOD thinks it’s a problem then let GOD take care of it! Here’s a thought: If God created everyone, then he also created every single gay, lesbian, trans etc., person in the world. Maybe God created them the way they are. Maybe it’s all a part of God’s plan. Maybe God is trying to teach us all something! Pay attention!

Well, that sums up the bullshit that’s clouding my brain this this time around. I’m sure more will come next week! What’s eating you these days?

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