Still working at getting this wee ‘piece of my mind’to get perked up and past the fall funk I have been in. To this end, I have put together a few of our better moments from the past couple of days. 😁
I forgot to take a photo but Dan and I went to the Canadian Brew Pub for lunch today while Kat was at the groomers. We both had the Buffalo Chicken sandwich special with fresh hot fries and slightly wierd gravy. Not Brandon gravy wierd, but it did taste quite sagey. 🤔 The sandwich and fries were amazing!
I feel better just looking at these photos! I hope you enjoy them as well. That is all I have for today!
I am pressed for time today, so once again I am just sharing a few random ‘pieces of my mind’.
Those last three photos were all taken one after another and I was almost in the same place. (I was a bit closer to the fence for the middle shot). We see those little blue beans often – sometimes alone, sometimes in groups. No idea what they are. Sometimes there are some behind our house, sometimes beside our house, sometimes on the power poles. Wierd. 🤔
That is all I have for today! Take care and have a good rest of the day💞
While I am sharing random ‘pieces of my mind’this is probably as good a time as ever to share some practical advice I have picked up along the way.
I was chatting with fellow blogger John and I mentioned that French onion soup is good for flushing out kidney stones. (I have been making/eating it regularly since 2012 and haven’t had a kidney stone problem since 2012, Yay!) Since this home remedy was news to him, I thought I would share a few more of my home health tips.
While I swear by onion soup for kidney stones, my brother-in-law’s goto is a glass of Coke a day. That stuff dissolves anything so there is some logic to this – and it works for him. 🤷
Popsicles or Freezies for a mild fever. I have used ice cream in a pinch. (NB: If you have grandkids, they may develop a chronic cough when they visit – especially if your goto is their favourite ice cream bar)
Ginger ale for a tummy upset
Cake with icing for constipation. Just the icing works. I had granddaughter Maddy try it one time and she pooped every time she had cake for the next three years. 😂
Yogurt for a sore throat – My doctor actually recommended that for my son Mark when he was having recurring throat infections and it worked!
Milkshakes for weight gain. It worked – but not for my son. He wouldn’t touch them. After trying a dozen different flavours, I had to give up. My husband was gaining too much weight drinking the milkshakes my son wouldn’t touch.
1/4 tsp of ginger in turkey stuffing to prevent flatulence. My grandmother-in-law taught me this one. I don’t know why turkey stuffing would make one flatulent but I do my part to prevent it. 💨
Lemon and baking soda to soften foot callouses – DO NOT DRINK. I pour about 1/2 cup of lemon juice in a basin of warm water. My husband soaks his feet for five minutes and adds about 1/2 cup of baking soda and soaks his feet for another ten minutes. I dry his feet and massage with lotion. He has to wear socks for the rest of the evening but it works like a darn. (We only use the lemon and baking soda every third night – in between we use Dr. Teals Epson salts or CBD bath salts). His callouses were horrid and a few months in, they are virtually gone
And last but not least! Pumpkin for doggy diarrhea – I add a tablespoon to Kat’s kibble once a day and it straightens her out in no time!
Note!!! Obviously, I am not a medical professional and would only suggest any home remedy to cure or prevent mild health upsets! For any serious health issue or concern for myself, my family, or my pet – we see our family doctor (or vet). I am also totally PRO vaccine (all vaccines) – for people and pets alike!
That is it for home health tips for today. If you have any that you use, I would love to hear about them in the comment section!
September is a busy birthday month for our family with both sons and my sister Elaine celebrating their auspicious arrivals on this planet. In fact, today is Elaine’s birthday so Happy Birthday!
With all of these birthdays happening, I started wondering who and how these celebrations began. As, usual I turned to Google for some possibly questionable answers to fill that little ‘piece of my mind’ that torments me when I get plagued by such all-consuming wonderings.
Google hooked me up with Huffington Post and this is what their inquisitive minds had dug up on the subject.
Ancient Egyptians began the birthday celebrations in the 1300 BCs as an annual means of honoring their Pharaohs.
The Greeks added moon-shaped cakes, decorated with lit candles for a glowing effect. 🕯️🕯️🕯️ Awwww….
At some point, Ancient Romans started celebrating birthdays for the common man. Christians found the practice rather pagan but eventually joined the party when they started celebrating the birth of Jesus Christ in the forth century. It was not until the twelfth century that women were deemed worthy of such celebrations. 🥺
Finally, in the late eighteenth century, Germans created the birthday cake as we know it today and began decorating it with a specific number of candles to honor the age of the celebrant.
So there you have it! The thirty-one century origin of birthdays.
Take care and have a great day. (Even if it isn’t your birthday, it is never a bad day for cake!)
Today I am opening up that ‘piece of my mind’ that examines creating transformations in my life.
I have experienced many dramatic transformations in my life. Changes instigated by me, by others, or just by life in general. People have come and gone. Homes and careers have come and gone. Pets and pastimes have come and gone. Other people, homes, careers, pets, and pastimes have come to fill the void. Over the years, everyone and everything in my life has changed – except me.
This morning when I sat down to browse You Tube for a morning meditation, I came across a Tarot Reading. I am not into astrology as a rule. I don’t totally discount it but I definitely haven’t studied it either. This Tarot reading caught my attention. It had a heading that proclaimed ‘Leo,you are going through the biggest transformation of your life.’
It spoke to me. My life has changed drastically in the past two years and I have worked harder to change more than ever before. Except lately, I have been feeling stuck. Not necessarily in a bad place, but not in a great place either. Just stuck – mentally, emotionally, spiritually, and physically.
Obviously this Tarot reading was just what I needed. After all of the changes that have happened in the past two years, all of the changes that I have made, this is IT! This is the darkness before the dawn. I am about to be transformed. 💞
So I watched this Tarot reading. It went really well for the first fourteen minutes. Then the last two cards and there it was. The transformation was not coming from outside of myself – it would happen on the inside AND only if Imade it happen with work and dedication.
So I guess that is it. We all have the ability to change, but we have to invest the hard work and dedication that it takes. Even when we feel stuck, we just have to keep working at it. It isn’t want I wanted to hear but it was obviously what I needed to hear today.
I had a less than ideal sleep last night so rather than trying to focus on any one topic today, I thought I would just share a few random ‘pieces of my mind’.
Meatloaf – Dan enjoys a great meatloaf. Unfortunately, mine are not particularly great. I made one last night. It was definitely better than the last one I made but the texture was a bit soft and the bacon wrap was a bit limp, despite cooking it longer than I should have! What does it take? At least, the cake I made was great. 👍
Covid has made a serious comeback in Saskatchewan. It is rediculous that for all the grief and upheaval this pandemic has caused, people continue to resist even the slightest inconvenience to control it. Seriously people! Follow the damn arrows! ➡️➡️➡️➡️. Does it not make sense to avoid face to face contact with people? Even if you are wearing a mask?
Holidays – I ran to the Dollar Store yesterday for more peanuts and birdseed for our furry and feathered visitors. Apparently, we are officially into the holiday season. There were Thanksgiving, Halloween, and Christmas decorations filling the shelves. Maybe we have too many holidays when they have to compete for shelf space? 🙄
Federal Election – Only two more full days until election day in Canada. I am so excited!!! I can avoid watching the news but there is no dodging the election advertisements. Soon they will be over. ☺️ And we will be Simply Blessed to see the end of them. (What a handy ornament!)
Weather – This morning it was +2 when I got up (felt like -3). It has warmed up some but I am still wearing a sweater and feeling a bit chilled. Tomorrow’s weather report for Regina. ….
That is all I have for today. Take care and have a great day! 💞
Since I have run across the subject of hugging in a number of articles and blogs that I have read lately, I thought this would be as good a time as ever to share ‘a piece of my mind’ on hugs.
I grew up at a time when people hugged fairly frequently. I am not a touchy feely type of person, but I have always envied and admired the huggers. To me, they display and embody the confidence and security that I have typically lacked.
Hugging was known to be therapeutic for the young and old alike back in those days. Infants and the elderly failed to thrive when deprived of human touch. Hugging was healthy. Now, that does not necessarily seem to be the case.
Two things seem to be the driving force in the current decline of hugging. The first is obviously the global pandemic that we have been experiencing. Any and all touching has been discouraged to control the spread of Covid – which makes total sense. The second is the obsession that we seem to have with sex these days, which makes little to no sense because most hugs are totally platonic in nature.
One thing that I find rather bizarre is that with the decline of hugging, there seems to be an increased dependence on ‘support animals’. Why is that? We can’t handle human to human contact, so we are turning to our animals? Most hugging goes on between close family and friends, so why would we prefer to hug our pets? Because they do not challenge us the way other humans do? My family and friends have certainly challenged me over the years. 🙄 My dog, not so much. 😁
While so many seem to flounder on the subject of hugging these days, why is it that so many big men are still big into hugging? Gold miners hug. On tv, they spend as much time hugging each other as they do digging for gold. Alligator hunters hug. They shoot alligators and they hug. Sports people indulge in a lot of contact, on and off the sports field, but they seem to be more into handshakes and back pats than hugs. It often looks like they are going in for a hug but can’t quite do it. Except for wrestlers. Wrestlers are hardcore huggers.
Teachers do not hug. There is zero physical contact between teachers or with even the youngest students. Office workers do not tend to be huggers. Maybe at Christmas. My bosses all hugged me at Christmas. Visiting supplier reps would hug coming and going. They would hug me. With my boss it was more of the sporty handshake/back pat thing.
I don’t have a solid opinion on hugging figured out as yet. Outside of Covid, I think hugs are natural and healthy but I still have my limits, despite getting older and supposedly needing more human touch. 👵
Anyway, that is it for today. Feel free to share your thoughts on hugging in the comment section below.
Take care and have a great day! See you tomorrow. 💞🤗
My catscan is complete and I am back home with Kat. Today the ‘piece of mymind’ that I am sharing is relative to my latest medical experience.
Everything went as well as could possibly be expected!
I was up at six o’clock to drink two glasses of water as per instructions. By seven o’clock I had lost eight pounds which would probably be expected by anyone who has ever gagged down two glasses of water at six a.m. Since the hospital where I was going is just a few blocks from our house, I had ample time to get dressed, check the weather and read my online news while I was not having my regular morning coffee.
I headed to the hospital at seven thirty and got there with no issues. I made it into the hospital and to the admitting desk without issue. I found radiology on my first try. (By this time I was feeling pretty cocky! I have the worst sense of direction and when I am within the confines of a hospital, where my stress level is through the roof, my sense of direction flies right out the nearest window.)
I was sent down the hall to change and had only one moment of sheer terror when I stepped back out of the change room with no idea which direction I had to turn. There were only two directions to turn and fortunately I chose the correct one to take me back to the reception counter. The clerk at the counter led me to the catscan area.
In the catscan area I was given another glass of water to drink. When I told the nurse I had already gagged down two glasses of water, she gave me a pass. She could not give me a pass on the iv that she had to insert so the lab technician could pump dye into me for the catscan. The injection went smoothly despite the fact that my vein (or artery?) on the inside of my elbow runs horizontal instead of vertical. Very strange – maybe they zigzag all over my body. 🤷
As soon as the iv shunt was in place, I was taken into the lab and placed on the catscan table. They attached the bottle with the die and did a quick scan before, and one after, the dye was released into my system. The dye did not hurt but it definitely causes an instantaneous and wierd feeling as it travels through one’s body – like a warm liquid starts at the top of one’s head and moves all the way down. That was relatively creepy.
That was it! All I had to do was wait fifteen minutes before the iv could be removed and I was free to run back to the change room, get my street clothes back on, stop in at Robins for a coffee and lemon poppyseed muffin and I was out of there!
I was so excited that I got to the Jeep before I realized that this was just a test and I still have to go for the actual surgical procedure for my hernia(s). I will have to go to the General Hospital, across town, for that performance. 😧😳😥
I made my way out of the parking lot and got myself home in one piece. Now I may need a nap. If I let myself dwell on the next step in this journey I may need wine – or a shot of tequila. 🥺
I must say that everyone, EVERYONE – from security, to clerical, to nurses, to technicians were AMAZING this morning. I am definitely grateful for their kindness, consideration, competence and professionalism.
That is it for today! All in all, a good full day before nine a.m. (Retired life is so great until one inevitably has to venture back into the real world. 😂)
Take care andhave a great day! See you tomorrow. 💞
Obviously, my ‘piece of my Mind’ for today is relative to shopping – everyone’s favourite pastime. Except mine. 😟 When I do shop, I definitely prefer to shop locally – and I avoid self-serve cashouts. If I am going to support local stores, I will support the employees who work as cashiers.
This weekend Dan and I went shopping locally for a toaster oven to replace our aging and failing four piece toaster.
Before we headed out I checked online for our best bet so we would not waste the entire day shopping. Specialty shops were rediculously expensive. Hardware stores listed every make and model at every price point – not available in stores and out of stock online. 🙄
We headed to Canadian Tire. They had fifteen display models – thirteen of which were a brand that is so consistently dysfunctional that I refuse to even consider it. The other two models were absurdly overpriced. They had two or three models that we liked and that were reasonably priced. They were packed away in boxes which did not display actual oven sizes. We were able to get a hold of a very helpful clerk who helped Dan open the most promising box to actually see and measure the enclosed unit. We liked it, but the dimensions were so close to our maximum space available that we decided to keep looking.
We went to Walmart and found the perfect oven on their display shelf! Perfect size, perfect price, perfect brand! There were no boxed units to match on the shelves below the display. Once again we were fortunate to acquire the assistance of a very helpful clerk. She spent some time searching their store inventory before advising us that they do not sell that model. 🤦 She checked the other Walmart stores in town for availability. The good news was that the south Walmart sold that exact unit. The bad news was that they were out of stock. 🥺
We went to Superstore. Nothing in their display, nothing on their shelves, no clerks to be found.
We came home. I cleared off the cupboard, scrubbed the counter down with bleach cleanser and Dan rearranged it to make room for our soon to be purchased new toaster oven.
We returned to Canadian Tire and picked up the model that we had initially liked, took it to the counter to pay, and my Canadian Tire card was declined. Seriously? No reason whatsoever why my card would be declined. Dan tried his card and it worked fine. Same account AND I am the actual cardholder. 🤨 When we left the store, Dan went to the Canadian Tire gas station and used my card to fill the Jeep. Now my card worked! 🙃
We came home and Dan set up the new oven. I put a few things away and straightened up the kitchen. Dan got rid of the packaging and I tried out the new oven by making a perfectly browned piece of toast. 😁
After tearing apart half the kitchen, scrubbing the floor, and checking every conceivable in place I could check, I found the oven knob under our paper towel stand. 🤷
So that is it for today. Another successful local shopping trip complete. I am really impressed with how good the service has been at most of the stores we have been to lately. I am almost excited about going shopping for a new microwave. 😧
Take care and have a great day! 💞 I have my catscan tomorrow morning but I will try to put out a new post when I get home. (It could be health and hospital related. 😂)