Tuesday, Oct. 8, 2013
Of Teeth. Wigs and Getting
Old
Ninja |
As to
wigs, some times I think the cats are out to get me. They dropped a
box of wigs on me. I decided since I am preparing for an office “I
lost weight” sale of clothes and whatnot’s, I might as well sort
the wigs out. I had ordered quite a few to wear out just before good
old cancer struck. They came in and I was confined to bed for six
months. So by the time I managed to get into them and everything
else, it was too late to return them. Then a few years passed, I
tripped over my sixties, became frightened of hair dye and lost most
of my hair. The result is I do not have anything to fasten the hair
pieces to and anyway, I look ridiculous with long flowing red curls
at my age and can't really wear anything that exposes the scars on my
forehead. So far, two pieces have made their way into the sell bag,
both never worn. I hate to sell my Rachael Welsh wig even though it
is long as it really still looks good on me if you don't look
closely. I know I have another box of hair pieces to sort, but there
is just so much depression one can take in a day.
I should
be really happy about the clothes. Much to my shock I discovered I
wear a 16 now. I discovered this after waiting patiently like a large
cat in front of mouse hole for a pair of cargo shorts to go on sale.
They are lovely and finally the 18 went on sale...was the only size
left...and I snapped it up. It will fit as soon as I extricate the
sewing machine from the shop. I am not giving up a pair of shorts in
my favorite color I have stalked for six months and finally captured.
At least I managed some sweaters that will be too big but comfy to
wear cheaply as last year I almost froze to death and a 2x is going
to fall off of me. More things into the sale box. Now I am stalking a
nightgown and some blankets. Hey, it's the only exercise I get! It
got hot right after I bought the sweaters last year, so they got
maybe two short wearings at most. Since I bought the sweaters early
this year, we may have the no winter at all. That is the way my luck
works.
Go forth
Smile Warriors and tell some old lady how great she looks. We need
the compliments at our age even though we know you are lying. Smiles
are golden. Frowns shorten your life. You can't take it with you. I
think the Egyptian Pharaohs proved that but the rich keep trying.
Since you know the truth, be happy here and now.
Remember
the story about the cups and saucers and cats in sinks. Well, I
caught one of them in the sink and photographed her. Here is Ninja,
Ningee's sister, doing whatever strange things cats do in my kitchen
sink when no one is around. I haven't a clue. She looked so guilty
when caught that it must be some evil. The night before it was her
and Rusty. Now, we often find Trouble in the sink but that is just
because he knows he looks good with stainless steel, black and white
and wants to preen. Please forgive the counter, it needs, after 50
years, to be replaced....sort of like me.
I am
noticing there is always a cat at my side. All night I get up and the
cat goes out with me. I come back and a new cat comes in and takes
their place. It alternates between Napoleon, Ningee and Purdy von
Sweets. At the moment Purdy is taking this shift on my right. I think
they are afraid I will die on them or worse, eat all the cat treats
or nip.
I have
found a new source of energy. Yes, I have something that will wake
you up and get you going. It is a little square of raw cacao powder,
dates, sunflower seeds, raisins, apricots, sesame seeds, shredded
coconut, goji powder and may have rice flour. One square and you are
awake. Everything in it is raw and organic and you can get them from
www.nuts.com. They are called Organic raw cacao Gogi energy squares.
Leave a few bags for me and don't take one at night. You will be
bright eyed and bushy tailed.
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