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Saturday, May 16, 2020

THE GREAT "MISSING TOILET PAPER" SAGA!

The Great ‘Missing Toilet Paper’ Saga!

Or, where can it all be, and why?
Part 1

It was a dark and dreary night; the dark clouds hung low in the sky. Even the streetlights seemed dim as I drove down the avenue. I kept my eyes on the road, but still made myself aware of the stores I was passing. Then suddenly, a few
blocks down, I saw a beacon of light:  a DOLLAR GENERAL! My heart beat faster, as my foot pressed harder on the accelerator. Fulfilment of my quest was near!

I swung my car into the almost empty parking lot, quickly got out and went through the door. I had to stop for just a moment to adjust my eyes to
the brightness of the store’s lights, and also to get my bearings. I saw my objective and quickly walked to it. To my bewilderment and surprise, the shelves
were empty. “Where is all the toilet paper?” I asked the cashier. With an astonished look she said, “I don’t know. I just don’t know, we just
seemed to have a run on it. I didn’t even get a chance to grab one for myself.  Poof, they were all gone!” she continued.

I shook my head, said thank you and left. Surely this was just a fluke, I thought to myself as I got back into the car. I continued to drive, and as if it weren’t enough, the clouds opened up now, making this dreary night even more dreary - it
began to rain.

I stopped at a Walgreens ... no toilet paper. What was going on? This was quickly going from an idle purchase to a downright quest. No quest was going to better of me. Onward I drove. I continued to drive and make stops:  Family Dollar, Ollie’s, Publix. Nada, not even one single sheet on the barren shelves. Sitting in the car, I began to worry a little. “What do I do now?” In a flash it came to me! The savior
of all saviors:  24-hour Walmart!! They always come through! My foot firmly on the gas pedal, I was there in minutes. Without hesitation, I went quickly to
my appointed area. I stopped dead in my tracks as I stared at the empty shelves where packages and packages of TP had once been. Dejected, I walked back to my car. I sat there, frozen. What could be happening? Why the rush and hoarding of TP? Granted, I thought, the entire world is going through a
crisis, with the coronavirus, but you don’t even get diarrhea with this, so what’s with the crazy rush on purchasing toilet paper.

Being a Buddhist, I found myself contemplating TP and its use.

Part 2:  Questions
I began thinking about cavemen. What did cavemen do to keep themselves “fresh”? And after that, what did they do in the 1700’s, 1800’s? Just who was the genius who thought up TP, and when did we get toilet paper on a roll?

Deep, deep questions. We all know there is only one way to get answers to any question the world may have. GOOGLE!!

So, here I sit in my running car, in the dark, in a Walmart parking lot, with the rain coming down, contemplating the current biggest questions of the universe: Who invented TP and where is it all now.

Part 3:  Answers
Let’s start with cavemen. Now, I don’t know any cavemen, nor do I know anyone who has ever known one. To my knowledge, there was no written language for thousands and thousands of years. I have also never seen a hieroglyphic that
shows a caveman on a ‘potty’ or even a bathroom. However, we do have someone who has allll the answers. You, of course, remember George
Orwell’s “1984” where big brother is watching. Now, in 2020, we know now
who big brother is:  GOOGLE!!

According to Google, the cavemen used grass, mud, water, leaves and like ‘stuff.’ Let us move through the years to the 1600’s and 1700’s, what was used in those days? First let us recall what the fashions were at those times. Dresses with
petticoat after petticoat after petticoat underneath. Then underneath all of that,
something like knickers that went down to the knee. I’d like to know how they were even able to go to the bathroom, much less wipe themselves. But according to Google they were able to do both. And they were still using leaves, grass, and mud, the same as the cavemen. The very rich used wool, hemp and lace. Then when we became an agrarian society, the wipe of choice became CORN COBS. I can’t even contemplate using those. Corn cobs were the wipe of choice up until and
even after the invention of toilet paper in 1857. The genius who invented toilet paper for specific use in the bathroom was entrepreneur Joseph Gayetty. His TP was aloe infused manila hemp, sold in Kleenex-like boxes of 500 sheets for fifty cents. It didn’t go over well, because you didn’t have to pay for corn cobs.

When flushable toilets became the rage, corn cobs went out, TP came in. Toilet paper, as we know it, didn’t evolve until the 1930’s.
Well. here I was in a Walmart parking lot, darkness all around, and the clouds getting darker and the now pouring rain. It was now time for me to give up my quests for both knowledge and toilet paper and go home.

Google as usual had done its job and although filled with newfound knowledge, I was still toilet paperless.

As Scarlett O’Hara once said, “Tomorrow is another day!”
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Friday, December 16, 2016

My Mexican poetry

                              
I LOVE YOU

  we lie together, our bodies barely touching
your rhythmic breathing           so comforting
                                to my soul
    l lay my hand barely touching your chest
                and feel the beat of your heart
                              I’m content
                                  Happy
                  I want to wake you and say
                                I  love  you!




                       THE OLD COUPLE

        AN OLD COUPLE WALK THROUGH
                                THE PARK
         I CAN SEE THEM QUITE CLEARLY
        THEY WALK SLOWLY, CAREFULLY
                       THEY  HOLD HANDS
        HE HELPS HER  - SHE HOLDS HIM
DO THEY WALK TO THE END OF THEIR
                                     DAYS        




              I LOVE YOU (IV)

We run between the raindrops
                        Hand and hand
          Hurrying along our way
The moon peeks it’s
                   pale, yellow face
                          from behind
                 a dark, grey cloud
The wind whispers
                  through the trees
        soft, romantic murmurs
The rain stops
                                We stop
Long enough to say
                    I LOVE YOU




                A Bright New Beginning

                            Tonight
                 The rain is different—
               It falls like, shinny beads
     Attached one to one by invisible thread

               Thousands of tiny beads
           Reflecting the light from the
                  carriage house lamp
       and splattering on the pavement
  The night rain washes away the sins of
                            The day
     And gives us a bright new beginning



Mexico




Almost 10,000 words   well not qiute...this is some of the poetry I wrote when I spent several months in mexico city many years ago.  It was possibly the best time of my life.  AND I certainly wish I were there now!!

                        Love Abounds

      a father at the bus stop
                 knees beside his son
     one arm caressing his child
                the other points to a distant object
               the child listens  intently
              little eyes turn to search the horizon
   
                      LOVE ABOUNDS

   

                            COBWEBS ON MY MIND
The roar of the ocean
      The screeching seagulls overhead
          The slight rustle of palm frons in the ever so warm breeze
Waves crashing on the beach
                then receding back into the blue-gray ocean
                         allowing the breeze to blow and the sun to shine
                                                         on all the creatures of the earth

                                   COFFEE

"There's nothing like a cup of coffee, on
                           a rainy day", he said

"Yes," she replied in a dazed manner of
               someone shaken from deep thought

"Rainy days are great".  He went on

She slowly raised her head and
             looked at him, smiled a wistful smile

He understood.  Smiled a warm smile back,
                            and left her to her thoughts


Saturday, September 19, 2015

Whateverworks. ..this time about..Normandie & " just live with it"!

Whatever Works ... This time about Normandie and “JUST LIVE WITH IT”

It has recently occurred to me that more and more I have been hearing from doctors and friends alike, “JUST LIVE WITH IT.”  That may be fine and dandy and easy for them to say, but I’m the one who is actually doing the living with it!
I have been thinking back, and I realized that I started to hear those words rather frequently when I was about 69.  
When I was 68 or 69, I began having trouble with my legs.  I felt a little numbness in my both my thighs when I stood or walked too much.  Then as time went by, it got worse and happened more often.  Numbness, then pain.  Real, honest-to-goodness pain. 
I went to Dr. Flaherty and he took x-rays.  Turns out I have two discs in my spine that have dissolved, or compressed or something.  Pressure on the area causes the numbness, then the pain.  Medical opinion on how to stop it:  simple, sit down until it goes away.   Reason:  an operation on my spine would be too dangerous.  Or, in other words --- just live with it!
Sometime later, I had a problem with numbness in my right hand once in a while.  More x-rays.  Now I learned a disc is missing in my neck causing occasional numbness.  Medical decision:  absolutely no operation on my neck, unless absolutely necessary.  And this was not absolutely necessary.  Results:  deal with occasional numbness.  In other words, just live with it!
After turning 70, I noticed a large bulge in my stomach, so back to the doctor.  Turns out it’s a hernia.  Protruding, yes.  Medical problem, no.
In other words, unless it ruptures (here we go again), just live with it!
The numbness in my legs started to get more frequent.  No change in medical diagnosis.  You got it, just….
The numbness in my fingers moved up to my arms, too. Tough!  Just live w…..
I turned 71 and developed heart problems.  No one suggested I live with it – they fixed it by putting in a stent.  But, while in the hospital, I had a serious dizzy spell!  The doctor asked lots of questions.  Diagnosis:  old age vertigo.  Anyway, can it be fixed — no.  You got it, one more time, “just…l…w…i..!”
This month, my crown fell out of the front of my mouth:  a gaping hole where my front tooth should be.  Diagnosis:  can’t have it fixed until September.  Why?  Because I’m on Plavix (blood thinner) until then because of the stent!  Results:  at this point I don’t even have to say it, do I?
I also have angina off and on.  Is it a problem all the time?  No.  Result:  why shouldn’t you hear it as much as I do, “JUST LIVE WITH IT!”
For 30 years, I have had constant diarrhea.  Cause?  Who really knows!  All medical people think it’s because ALL the meds I take say “possible diarrhea” as a side effect. Result:  too bad, “live with it” and run to the bathroom whenever necessary, and always carry an extra pair of underwear!  
And, how could I forget the dreaded restless leg syndrome!  For about two to three months, I had constant restless leg syndrome.  Every night I walked and walked the floor.  It felt like worms were crawling up and down the veins in my legs.  They just wouldn’t stop the movement and I couldn’t do anything except walk.  
Dr. Flaherty said I could take yet another pill that might relieve it, or, what can I say --- just live with it, it might stop at some point.
About two weeks ago, I started to feel a little “tickle” feeling on the back of my neck around the area where the label on your shirt would be.  It’s a small tickle feeling in a small area.  Annoying, yes, a very, very annoying feeling –yes!.  I keep asking Nan if something is walking on me.  There is nothing there.  Am I going to the doctor?  NO! Am I going to ask anyone to see if something is there again?--  NO!  --- I am, however, going to take it on my own to just “live with it!!

So, let’s re-cap:  
1. Numbness in both thighs:  live with it!
2. Numbness in arm and fingers:  live with it!
3. Protruding stomach:  live with it!
4. Hernias in stomach:  live with them!
5. Angina, too bad:  live with it!
6. Toothless, big deal: live with it!
7. 30 years of constant diarrhea, that’s too bad.  Diarrhea, find a bathroom:  live with it.
8. Restless leg syndrome, I chose “just to live with it” since I refused to add yet another pill that might or might not work to the 12 I was already taking.
9. Tickle in my neck:  that’s life -- live with it!

I have come to the conclusion that I have more things that I have to “JUST LIVE WITH” than I have actual medical problems!

I have diabetes, heart trouble, and high blood pressure, all of which are being taken care of with meds.

But when you come right down to it, it’s all things that I

     “JUST HAVE TO LIVE WITH!!”

I hope I live long enough to just do that!!!
What the hell … whatever works … Normandie