Although President Trump announced “Operation Warp Speed” to distribute vaccines before he left office, I choose not to put an experimental vaccine into my body. The vaccine makers have been totally released from any liability if there is a negative side effect or death occurs from the vaccine. The Pfizer and Moderna vaccines are mRNA. … More Why I choose not to get the COVID-19 vaccine
It’s the worst addiction of them all. It’s not just the nicotine; it’s all those other chemicals they put in there that make those cigarettes so addicting. I quit and restarted several times over the course of a decade, but I finally quit. (It’s been at least 15 years now.) Believe me, if you are … More How I finally quit smoking
I remember the day the doctor’s office called me and said, “Can you come in today?” I knew she was not inviting me for tea and crumpets; I knew what that call meant. I was fortunate; the cancer was found early by a mammogram. It was called “stage 0” cancer. I had surgery to remove … More Five years after breast cancer
Most of this week was spent driving back and forth to the hospital, and sitting next to my step-father’s bed, waiting, waiting and waiting for his surgery. He was unable to swallow without the food going into his lungs. Finally, after EIGHT days, they took him into surgery to remove and biopsy several masses on … More Spent the week at the Hospital
Wow. After two years, my humble blog was picked for Freshly Pressed. I think the photo had something to do with it. Who doesn’t love Stan and Ollie, the Fat and Skinny friends? Which reminds me of this silly poem my father told us: Fat and Skinny had a race, Up and down the pillow … More Basking in the afterglow of being Freshly Pressed
“Pray for the PEACE [shalom / wholeness / prosperity / well-being / safety] of Jerusalem. May they prosper who love you (the Holy City). May peace be within your walls and prosperity within your palaces!” — Psalm 122:6-7
Time itself is a strange concept. When we are enjoying ourselves, time seems to move quickly. When we are uncomforable, time seems to move slowly. When we are kids, time seems to pass slowly. Each day is so long; Christmas and Summer Vacation are always light years away. As adults, sometimes we stop and realize … More The Dimension of Time
Last night I attended my first Grief Share meeting, as I want relief and guidance on my “mourning journey.” There was a wonderful bunch of folks there. First we introduced ourselves, and talked about our loved one that we lost. Some people there had lost their adult children, in car accidents to drunk drivers! My … More My evening at Grief Share
Home bound chaos. What day is it? Thursday? Friday? Where’s my car keys? Oh, that appointment isn’t until next week. Oh no, it was yesterday! If you work from home, you know that sometimes the days blend into each other. There’s not much human contact. Night and day blend into each other. Throw a kid … More Did I take a shower today? …because I don’t remember…
My husband and I look forward to Tuesday nights, because we go to Weight Watchers. We joined out of desperation; but we keep going because the Leader is so down-to-earth, and the “ladies in the front row” are so funny. Our leader reminds us that “only eating 5 cookies” can be an accomplishment if you … More Weight Watchers Date Nite
photo by Uwe Hermann http://www.hermann-uwe.de/photoblog/dandelion-2 Dandelions. We try desperately to get them out of our lawns because they don’t “look” good. By whose standards? Are they really just annoying weeds? Scientifically, they are beautiful. They contain Vitamins A, B complex, C, D, zinc, and potassium. Traditionally, dandelion roots and leaves were used to treat liver … More God Made Dandelions, Man Made Weed-ex…who do you trust?
Another day, another diet. I’ve lost probably hundreds of pounds in my life. And gained it all back. I know, Boo Hoo. I know I’m not the only one. My two biggest issues are 1) eating after supper ! That is not, not, not something I should do and 2) I get soooo depressed … More Yes, Weight Watchers, It’s Me Again
SueAnn Porter 