Semi-Wordless Wednesday: Physical Therapy

Welcome to Wordless Wednesday....

In my case, a bit of an explanation, I feel may be necessary:

The first picture is what I got to look at during the torture I received at physical therapy this afternoon. Isn't it a lovely picture? I lay there for 20 minutes staring at this... And yes, those are my knees... :-)

This is what I look like as I am lying there after I have been s-t-r-e-t-c-h-e-d beyond my limits and done all my exercises and weight lifting. I am lying there with some electric stimulation pads and a really big heating pad on my lower back. I am totally worn out and spent... Don't I look pretty?!?! :-( After I'm done, I go home and lie down and hardly move for the rest of the day! Good thing I think ahead and made enough dinner yesterday, so there are left-overs for tonight!!



All I can think of is the song by Linda Ronstadt "Poor, Poor, Pitiful Me". TeeHee.
[Sorry for the poor quality of the photos, they were shot with my iPhone]

Hope your Wednesday was better... don't forget to visit the other participants of WW, by going over to the Wordless Wednesday HQ Hub and link up your post while you are there.

Until next time..... Lorie

Saturday 9: Inside Job

This meme was started by Crazy Sam, in her words:

"Welcome to Saturday: 9 . What we've committed to our readers is that we will post 9 questions every Saturday. Sometimes the post will have a theme, and at other times the questions will be totally unrelated. Those weeks we do 'random questions,' so-to-speak. We encourage you to visit other participants posts and leave a comment. Because we don't have any rules, it is your choice. We hate rules. We love memes, however, and here is today's meme!"

Saturday 9: Inside Job


1. When you were young, what did you want to be when you grew up? A doctor

2. Did you ever pursue that career? No

3. If you are not in that field, what changed? No money for education, and no encouragement from family to pursue education

4. What is your current job? disabled

5. What's the best part of what you do? I have plenty of time to blog!! :-)

6. Do you have plans to do something else down the road? not in the foreseeable future

7. How did you get your present job? If you are a stay at home mom, how long did you need to plan that move? It took 8 months to get approved for Social Security disability

8. Did your parents influence your choices of jobs over the years? maybe until I was 20 years old, then not really... and absolutely not at all after I turned 25. Now my mom doesn't even speak to me (my dad has passed away).

9. What advice would you give your children on careers? To do something they are passionate about... they need to be happy at what they do, it is NOT about making money.

Don't forget to visit Crazy Sally's blog to check out the other participants and link up your post.

Until next time..... Lorie

Bitch & Moan Friday 0n Sunday

Here comes my Bitch and Moan Friday, again on Sunday... so what! I've had a busy weekend!

Check out Annette's Blog to see why she began the meme and to link your post.

Here goes:


Levi's Commercials

What the hell are the talking about, doing or trying to say in these commercials???? If anyone knows, please let me know. There are random shots of young people of all ages with this "1984" type scratchy voice in the background speaking words that I have no idea what he is saying. If you know what he is saying, let me know that, too. Maybe I am not "intelligent" (that's for my book club - they'll know what it means) enough to know what it is all about. But I just think it is totally stupid and has nothing to do with selling jeans. (Kind-of like the Calvin Klien perfume commercials... hmm.)

Home Owner's Associations (HOA)

I just hope my HOA doesn't read my blog.... What is it with the random enforcement with rules? Don't know if any of you belong to a community with an HOA, but WTF???? First of all, some of the rules are really good for the community: no broken down vehicles, up on blocks in your front yard that has 15 ft. of grass; Can't paint your house neon purple with sunshine yellow shutters and day-glo orange trim... OK, I get those. But, I can put a potted plant ON the step, but NOT on the walkway that is just below the step; I cannot use 2 small solar powered lights on the sides of my garage (that have been there for TWO YEARS, and now you deside they can't be there?) so that I can see my garage at night (which looks exactly like my neighbors) in the BACK of my house (which according to the bylaws is my "private space"). That is bad enough, but then you decide that you will CHOOSE to allow certain people (i.e. those with ALL the money in town, or who sponsor events) to do whatever the HELL they want in and around their house... oh, I don't know such as put up a wrought iron fence around their property, when there are not supposed to be fences unless they are those ugly white fat plank wood ones that you approve of, and ONLY in the side or back that cannot be seen from the front of the house. Plus, this same house can have golf course grass, which is softer, and easier to take care of and keep green, while the rest of us have to have this fat, hard Bermuda saw grass, that is such a pain in the ass to take care of. How about my neighbor who was away for a couple of weeks and came back to notice that his sidewalk in front had gotten a bit moldy, so he called someone to have it power washed, only to have the inspectors come by just as it was being done. (Oh, yeah, and it takes four inspectors to do this, together, real good use of man-hours.) He made some joke to them about getting it done just in the nick of time. The inspectors nodded and laughed -- but they sited him anyway!! Assholes!! Things like this happen ALL THE TIME! I could go on-and-on, but I won't because I'm sure you get the drift. And don't forget we get to PAY for all this!!

People

Not ALL people, just the ones in public who think that the world owes them everything... When I am out, I have to use either a cane or a wheelchair, depending on how long I'm going to be out and how I am feeling. You can group people into two groups, the ones who are really wonderful and try to help me and the OTHERS. This B&M are for the OTHERS.... We were grocery shopping the other day, and I really should have had my chair, but I only had my cane... I was walking kind-of slowly, but I was trying my best. Three teens bitches were coming the other way all walking side by side and so I got over as far as I could to the right, and they just kept coming... not moving at all just talking to each other looking like they owned everything in site, or expected someone to give it to them.... The one closest to me nearly knocked me over because I couldn't get over far enough, I swear if my cane was in the other hand, I would have hit her with it... instead, I just said "excuse me" really loud as they passed, and I got a really loud "tsk" in return. The same day, a woman parked her carriage in the middle of the aisle, and as we tried to get by, I said excuse me and she didn't hear, or ignored us, so I tried to move her carriage just a little so we could get by and she snatched it out of my hand, again almost pulling me over, and gave me a dirty look. I apologized (ME apologizing, hmpf), told her we were just trying to get by, and she turned away! Then another person in the parking lot, didn't stop as we trying to cross to get to our car, where it is clearly marked to STOP, and the ground has painted lines.... and I'm hobbling along with my cane and Bill and our carriage of groceries...DUH!! We went to the Octoberfest that night downtown, and came across pretty much the same thing, either the super-wonderful people or the OTHER kind-of people. I swear, I have never said the F-word more times in my life than that day!!! And I really don't use that word that much!

OK, I'm done, and I feel better... Let the new week begin.....

Until next time..... Lorie