Let's Move On...

You are looking at our Silky and part of a line of 20 bags that will be hauled off. They contain about 400 6-hour VHS tapes in black plastic cases. Each tape is documented in an index book and printed descriptions taped in 3 spiral notebooks. When I mentioned to my Mom the amount of time and money she was investing to record movie after movie, she told me that this was what she did for a living and to leave her alone. Ha! What Mom did, she did
a todo dar.
Mom started recording in 1983 and died in 1998 at 85.
I inherited 6 book shelves that housed 1300 VHS tapes in black cases.
Any person would have loved to own this library of the best movies at their fingertips.
Then came Netflix where I can stream the majority of these movies into my home in HD. Who knew? Mom didn't.
Whew! It has taken 12 years, but I am down to the last 200 of these VHS tapes that are not available on Netflix. I will look at them, maybe copy some of them onto DVDs and that will be that. What a timely heritage and a waste of money. I feel like an albatross has been taken off my back by donating these tapes and it is only the beginning to a simplified life. Mine.

What is that on my orange?

I'm in the dark early this morning having to be very quiet in the bedroom of My Lady. I just finished watching an Animal Planet show, The Monsters in Me, that showed parasites that invaded human bodies. Tonight, the lady on the TV had a long worm that showed under her skin on her chest. You may have seen the show. She does not go to the doctor until she begins to feel it moving under her skin. What's with that? I am transfixed and repulsed! I can't groan or say anything that will wake My Lady. I could turn the tv off, but I am overwhelmed at the grossness of the show.
Whew! It's finally over. I reach into a bag to bring out the orange in the photo I brought from home. But, as I hold it, it just happens to look like that wormy parasite that invaded that lady's chest...makes me itch..oh my.. barf! Do I eat it? Not sure...haven't yet.

Soccer? Bowling? Soccer? Humm...

The Final (rough as you can see in the first photo) Playoff of the World Cup of Soccer. It is Spain against Netherland!
I am in Franklin at a Subway not on Nolensville Road with the Hispanics. I expect to see the playoff on the screen as I eat lunch; but when I look up at the monitor, I find out that Subway Franklinites are watching Bowling.(?) Not a Hispanic in the house.
Fortunately, the younger generations of Franklin kids are already playing Soccer. They will be the ones to bring Soccer to Franklin. The rest of the world is already hooked. I quickly ran home to watch. By the way Spain won and I won a delicious lunch at Fattousch. Thanks JW.

"You're Fired!"

"What do you want now?" These are the words a Tech strongly asked a nursing home resident yesterday. When the Night Nurse overheard her, he wrote her up. Apparently the Tech had enough complaints against her that she was fired today when she tried to check into work.
This Tech was one of the best. She had worked a 40-hour week for this exclusive Nursing Home and needed more money. She was able to work two 12-hour weekend nights and a couple of 9-hour nights during the week. It was a total of 82 hours this last week.
Good money, but no mouth control. Now, unfortunately, she is gone and not permitted on the property.
You know, it is easy to think "What do you want now?" when we have to do or say something over and over again with a dementia patient. However, when we are too tired, the words actually come out of our mouth.
A tired tongue can be a real liability!