Comments on: A Romantic Day by Myself

By: Patricia

Patricia — Mon, 16 Feb 2009 00:45:49 +0000

The body is feeling much better right now – the massage was very releasing.

I believe I have less fear in life and about death, because I have so many good conversations with it…I am frustrated as I wanted to write a poem and nothing is coming on that front…

I loved the snow and reading all afternoon…what joy.

Thank you Jannie, for your caring comments and connections – you are wonder full

By: Jannie Funster

Jannie Funster — Sun, 15 Feb 2009 02:59:44 +0000

Are you feeling better today? I sure hope so. Jannie Funsters last blog post..Armani Condom Heart — Inappropriate?

By: Patricia

Patricia — Fri, 13 Feb 2009 21:02:30 +0000

Jannie,
My spelling has just deteriorated since I have to type on my lap because the pain will not let me lean forward…

Hard to pay for all the treatment and to add insult to injury the Doc. just signed me up for diabetes classes – UH dude the test results show that I don’t have diabetes – that is why I am not taking meds for it…

The $5,000 for all the x-rays will just cover my deductible for the year…..

I could rant and rave….I thought it was better to enjoy the falling snow and clear my thinking…

Liked you comment very much and it gave me a good chuckle…a pot bellied kind

By: Jannie Funster

Jannie Funster — Fri, 13 Feb 2009 20:24:54 +0000

In Canada Abe Lincoln was rather glossed over in history classes, as I recall. But I do remember Abe Smolintsky in town who sold used furniture. A dresser we bought from him broke a couple days after it was delivered and Abe never would give us our money back -- said we must've abused it. So we got into the whole litigation thing and Abe sent a henchman in the night to rough us up, but Grand-ma, sleeping on the ground floor near the pot-belly stove where all our mittens were drying, heard someone in the house and whacked him with her glass full of false teeth. The perp fled and we never could actually prove who had broken and entered but certainly had our suspicions. Abe went belly-up that summer and ended up selling ladies shoes at the new mall. $351 for a pain shot is just highway robbery. Unbievableable. (Sorry, I can't spell unbelievable.) Ahh, to have a snow day here, or even a snow hour. Jannie Funsters last blog post..Armani Condom Heart — Inappropriate?

By: patricia

patricia — Thu, 12 Feb 2009 22:01:08 +0000

Diane,
Oh I remember those snow fort and especially the hot chocolate – what a wonderful memory.
Yes, I think you are right, one’s heart just gives you the message and the energy to just get up and go for it.

VeRonda,
Thank you so much for the kind words and welcome. Oh I am sure that snow cream is cleansed by mother love….surely it must be…my mum used to put it in a cup and put maple syrup on it..that was yummy too.

Barbara,
Maybe we should throw in awesome and be totally “it” ha ha
Thank you for your highlight on your blog and your great comment..

By: Barbara Swafford

Barbara Swafford — Thu, 12 Feb 2009 09:15:55 +0000

Hi Patricia – Like you, I enjoy watching the snow fall. We had a few flakes today and I stopped what I was doing so I could watch it.

I’m smiling at your comment to Patricia – “Oh the joy of us Patricians bringing wisdom and light We are just fabulous women! indeed.’ Indeed, you are a wise, fabulous and beautiful woman.

Barbara Swaffords last blog post..Patricia Times Two

By: VeRonda

VeRonda — Thu, 12 Feb 2009 06:14:06 +0000

Wow! The way you write is breath taking. Thanks for sharing. My fondest memory of snow is my mom making snow cream from the top layer of snow… I know, my husband thinks it’s the nastiest thing b/c snow is dirty. But, mom does it with such love that you forget about all the dirt from the atmosphere lumped up in the cup. LOL!

By: Diane

Diane — Thu, 12 Feb 2009 05:11:12 +0000

Sometimes when your heart just says that’s it and you get up and go with it…you feel energized from the answer and decision.

By: Diane

Diane — Thu, 12 Feb 2009 05:01:24 +0000

Hi Patricia,

One of my fondest childhood snow memories is building fortresses in tons of snow with my brothers and sisters and friends.
We would spend days creating caverns which we were often told to never do because they could collapse on us. It was fun an exhilerating. Then we would play all kinds of different games in them. Then of course we would come in and drink hot cocoa by the fire.

By: Patricia

Patricia — Thu, 12 Feb 2009 03:18:00 +0000

Ruth, Thank you for your kind words and reassurances. I think medical bills and despair are going to go hand in hand right now, and it is good if one can divide up the despair....Health is full of hard twists and turns right now. I think though working on what I still have on my list to do and looking forward to my years of peak creativity with some resolutions and decisions made will give me greater freedom in the end game and outcomes. It reduces fear for me greatly. I loved all the caregiver and death and dying classes by Hospice as my mum said good bye to her earthly life....I think they are helpful to gather so much more of what is available and how to organize life and death decisions. I make a little suggestion..see if you have any of these resources available for you and your mother? So nice to have some time to be still and think - just about me and what I want... Thank you for your hugs and good thoughts Patricias last blog post..A Romantic Day by Myself