Category Archives: Musings

weekly column of general observations

Be Careful What You Wish For

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It appears nothing interesting happened this week so I posted this blog from 2018 out of desperation…

I’m driving along, again wondering what I should blog about this week. What can I write that you might want to read? So I thought, I wish something interesting would happen so I don’t resort to posting a previous blog out of desperation. Word of advice:

be careful what you wish for

Recently I’ve undergone some procedures: a bone scan for oldies like me, a pap smear, mammogram…all the fun stuff. So I’m getting my pap when the doctor says, “I see you have osteoporosis.” What? Appears my bone scan showed I’d graduated from soft bones to full-fledged-about-to-crumble-bones.

Oh the joys of being short, small-boned and Caucasian (risk factors for osteoporosis).

Then the next day I had a mammogram even though, as I’m pushing 63, they suggest doing it every 2-3 years. They can suggest all they want; I get one every year.

better safe than sorry

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If I Had Known Then What I Know Now…

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Isn’t it interesting what time teaches us?But I guess that’s the point. We aren’t supposed to know everything when we’re pimply faced youngsters. Unless we’re Steve Jobs. Alas, I was nowhere near that brainy when I started on my life’s path. Nor am I now. Continue reading →

What’s Happened To Me?

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I usually pride myself on being organized around the house; everything has it’s place and all that. Should someone stop by for an impromptu visit, I wouldn’t be embarrassed by fur balls collected under the piano. Why? Because normally they’d be swept up.

And if a friend were to go into my garage pantry, first I’d wonder why, but then I’d be happy she thought I wouldn’t mind. And I wouldn’t. But if she did that today, I’d be embarrassed by its disorganization. I’m usually compulsively neat — products lined up, labels facing forward, matching items near each other, etc. But it’s currently in disarray. See what I mean?

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C’est La Vie

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I can’t have nice things.

That’s because within months, sometimes weeks, they are no longer nice things. You see, I have a tendency to spill, rip, stain, break and generally ruin stuff.

unknown goop on my tennis top

unknown goop on my tennis top

On those rare occasions when I do have nice things, I try to be so careful that I usually end up doing exactly what I tried hard to avoid. Like being told not to think about the pink elephant in the room. Once it’s in your brain, that’s ALL you can think about.

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My Guardian Angel

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I can’t tell you how happy I am my guardian angel rarely takes a coffee break. I’m guessing many angels lack sleep because mine seems to always be on duty, and for that I’m eternally grateful. I’m fairly certain, however, that I frustrate her, especially when I don’t heed her warnings.

For instance, a few years back I was driving in freeway traffic where the speed in which we were moving amounted to crawling at roughly 20 mph. In my boredom, I reached over to retrieve something from the passenger seat. And at that moment a strange feeling came over me and, like someone whispering into my ear, I heard, “Janet, pay attention.” So I looked up, a bit too late, and bumped into the car in front of me. Fortunately, since we were crawling, my bumper only slightly dented his.

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