Ten years ago I was writing several blogs on various subjects - F1 motor racing, Music, Classic Cars, Great Romances and, most crushingly, a personal journal that included my thoughts on America, memories of England and Africa, opinion, humour, writing and anything else that occurred. It all became too much (I was attempting to update the journal every day) and I collapsed, exhausted and thoroughly disillusioned in the end.
So this blog is indeed a Toe in the Water, a place to document my thoughts in and on WdC but with a determination not to get sucked into the blog whirlpool ever again. Here's hoping.
Scientists have just discovered a new color they are calling "olo". Only seven people have seen it.
If I cannot see it, I might suspect that very thing.
Being the first-born myself......and the first born grandchild on both sides......I later became the Black Sheep of the family, even disowned at one point (this was in the mid-70s, so that might shed some light on things!) because I was no longer "perfect" in my father's eyes. That did not last long, however, and I turned out just fine! (although I never lived up to my potential)
Meh, I don't know about that. I could tell tales of my three renegade half sisters I never met, or my mom's firstborn older sister who was a spoiled, temperamental fool, or... But that would be too personal. One has to be careful not to show primitive favoritism to the firstborn. Nuff said.
Snow last week, 80 degrees this week and I found two mosquitoes in the house already BEFORE any windows have been opened. There are more bugs in summer, but they are more startling to run across when it's ony April.
As I line up my pills and tablets for morning consumption, I wonder (not for the first time) what would happen if I ceased to take these little miracle workers of the modern age. Popular wisdom would state that I’d be long dead without them, but there’s really no proof of that. Judging by the pharmaceutical adverts on television, each of these tiny wonder workers have their unwanted side effects, which would indicate that many of them do as much harm as good.
My recent adventures in the land of medical interventions has changed my daily intake of pills slightly, one or two disappearing, only to be replaced by newcomers. And my list of bodily weaknesses and crumblings has extended into areas I knew nothing of until now. It seems that old age will get you whatever you choose to swallow.
So I toy with the idea of going without all these medicines but I doubt I’ll ever give them up. It’s a minor inconvenience after all, and I am constrained by responsibilities to take care of my health.
Doesn’t stop it from being mildly annoying, however.
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