I can't get my act together and I don't know why

And the weirdest thing is, they were so much lighter themselves back then, smaller and lighter and just less buff.  Amazing they could carry their own packs.  My grandfather was over there in WWI also.  Germany too, which is I think why dad and his brother joined up.  My uncle (dad's brother) was a priest though.  Mom's 5 brother were all in different areas, the one on Iwo, one in the african, one is the pacifice and one stateside, and hm....now I can't remember where the 5th one was.  Have you read any of the books by the men themselves or their sons?  I can't remember the name now, but there's one about a family (I think in wisc) that lost all 5 boys from one family in that war.  I just can not imagine.  I know mom said they came to her school (she was a year younger than Jimmy) to take her home to be with her mom when they told her.  Just ills me to imagine any family hearing those words.  Then of course, they couldn't get him home for 14 months or so.  But, they were lucky, there were a few just recently brought home from Iwo.

I'll have to figure out which one it was when I get to mom's.  She's got the load of them and we sign out what we take as they started to disappear some years ago.  Ticks me off, but....I've started collecting my own and some are good, some not so well written, the story is good.

Have you ever read the Flags of our Fathers? That was intersting, but the movie was seen by most, so I think maybe no reads it now. Just realized someone had 'borrowed' my copy!  UGH!

One I thought I was good, was The Bedford Boys. About a town in Bedford, Virginia of 3000, that lost nearly 20 on D-Day.  So sad reading about it.

An intersting read, at least I thought so, was Up Front by Bill Mauldin.  It explains were many of the charactures of infantry dogfaces come from in his cartoons and how they came  about during WWII. 

Then there are all the Patton reads!  Oh my, what an arrogant man.

I couldn't find the book here about the family, so I'll look for it next time I'm up to moms.

Well, gals, I'll have to catch up later.  I want to wish the girls who are having surgery GOOD LUCK!  When I had my mastectomy it was relatively easy.  My doggy ears have grown.  Think it could partly be due to the fact that I've gained all my weight back plus five pounds. 

Patrice, glad you son is doing okay.  I know you'll be glad when he comes home.  And yes, the memories our children have.  And the memories WE have because they left. LOL

Harley, did you finally clean the other day?  I haven't read both pages cuz dh wants on the puter.  Remember, I was supposed to tattle on you? 

Be back later to finish reading.  I need some HUMOR in my life.

Shirley

I think the 5 brothers lost in WWII were named Sullivan and I think they were from Iowa. This was sort of a story behind the "Saving Private Ryan" movie where the point was to save this surviving son (if I remember correctly which is always in doubt).



I went on the "Freedon trail" in Boston last month at one point the trail leads through the courtyard of Old North Church (of Paul Revere fame) and there is a wall that has replicas of the dogtags of all the soldiers killed in Iraq and Afghanistan. A sobering site and sight.

Well, I think that is just SO not patriotic!!!!!!

Why is that just be/c the guy has finished his time in the service, they think their service is done????

Well, it isn't!  Listen to you women and who hasn't heard so many women talk about a guy in uniform just does it for her, blows her skirt up, gets all girly and so and so forth....Well?  I think it's just a typical man thing, you know?  They get upset if you mention that a man in uniform and what that does to/for you! So, why is it when they are done with service, that they don't find reasons (those who have served) to wear said uniform more often?  I mean, parade day is fine, there's 4th of july, veterans/armistace day, memorial day?  But surely there were battles fought on any given day of the year and to think we could see all those great uni's walking around on any given day?  Don't you think it should be considered patriotic to wear your uniform to keep the ladies in this country grinning?  

Ewww...never mind though...trying to imagine some of great relatives in their uniforms and how they look form today, I'm certain most women would gag and run, rather than turn and gaze/ponder...Oh, what a silly dream...Men in uni's all over the world!  Thank heavens I woke up!

#1) The place that accepts those plaques should be shot as well. OR at the least, shut down, similar to when someone copies materials that are copyrighted like the old copy centers around here a few years back. What's the difference I'd say?  Stealing is stealing and NO business could claim ignorance on that one!

#2) DAng woman! Be careful! When was your last tetnus?  Not sure about your saws, but unless they are spectacularly cleaned and disinfected, you need to make sure you are covered for that!  Do it tonight!

#3) I'd forgotten the thyroid med I'm on is the same dose as my cocker used to need.  I wonder if he's forget she's not alive yet and fill my script   Just kidding, but I did read you need to be careful with animal meds, that they aren't under the strict protection humans are.  Although, I know my levo is the exact same pill form and writing and color she was on.  So.....pretty sure it's the same company.

I did get my act together pretty good today.  Had rad onco visit then played bridge.   And I wrote 5 long over due letters to those without computers.   Now the printer is flashing " low ink ", too bad Staples is not open 24/7...   Have a good rest of the week.   Hugs,  Nancy 

Putting winter purses on shelf, I have found 3 sticks gum, 2 lipsticks, I nail file and I compact. Not a red nickel nor a new dollar coin (). I am still putting stuff away in drawers; now it will get ugly, i.e. drawer open, toss in swimsuits and t-shirts and whatever, wherever~~~~

As I was getting ready for trainer today, PCP called up. I never went around the corner from her suite to the x-ray office for pre-ops~~I just pranced upstairs to the PS office and then home, with never a backward glance. Fortunately, I could dash up there and git 'er done. Sheeesh.....

Thanks for the luck, ladies~~~have a perfectly divine day, and cross just ONE thing off The List!!!

Have to say Gsg about cleaning your kitchens floors? It doesn't even matter to dh's!  He comes home last night, (mind you, that AFTER the endo bx I mopped the floors) then went to work for 8 hours (and we all know a MAN after getting his 'thingy' bx'd would in bed for 3 days!......anyway....he comes in and tells me his slippers were sticking to the floor! OMG!  It wasn't the floor, idiot!  IT's your Danged Slippers!  He wore then out to the shop one morning and walked through crushed apples from the tractors and there's applesause all over the bottoms! UGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So, I ask again? What is the reason WE mop the floors?

Okay..so it wasn't all over the bottoms of his slippers but enough to stick em'!  UGH

Patrice,

I don't want to stroke your husband's ego, but could I kiss him just once? ;-) He's very handsome, but you're a beautiful woman, so I would not have expected less.

I'm getting ready for another lazy weekend here. I must admit I got a little Christmas shopping done. My son brought home bubble wrap for me, so I think I'm going to get things boxed and ready to mail this weekend. Since the house will continue to be a mess, I'm sure that's all good, eh?

You guys are cracking me up with the pet meds, although that is some smart thinking, Isabella!

I think I'll go to Harley's house with Shirley and sample her hubby's cookin'.

Love you guys! *woof* *meow* *wagwagwag*

Miss S

Ok .... now on top of my 2 carpal tunnel wrists, my 2 plantar fasiitis feet, and my slipped disc ? siatica ? osteopenic hips ? damaged vertabrae ? (all different diagnoses given for the same set of symptoms, by 4 different Drs ) I now have Orf....betcha never heard of that one he he he , and guess who diagnosed me MY VET !! 

I have had it 5 times in my lifetime now. Its a viral disease picked up from sheep....and I used to keep great big lumps of sheep, like as many as up to 3,000 at a time for years.... I just love sheep, but unfortunately just can't manage them anymore. The way my back hurts I couldn't deal with mice at the moment !! Sheep pick it up from wooden buildings, gates, feeders and suchlike. It shows as pustules all around their mouths, and on the teats of ewes that have lambs. Its viral, and has to run its course, and its bloody painful-- I can vouch for that. I last had it about 10 years ago, but last week I had a broken nail, pulled it off a bit short, and within 24hrs up pops this little red, very painful lump, its grown to about as big as a fat apple pip, and the surrounding finger tip looks like there's a boil in there, but it will never pop, just looks angry. My GP said she had never heard of Orf, as if I was making it up....I knew what it was, but just wanted to know if she did, I was already booked to see her...So I rung up my dear old vet, and yes, he confirmed my diagnosis, and told me to see my GP for some anti biotics, in case of seconday infection. 

Yes says me, OK ! Little did he know I was already taking some antibiotics he unknowingly prescribed for me last week !!

On top of this the girl who cleans for me, and is now pregnant, has started having Braxton Hicks contractions, 2 months before its due, and has suspended working for me 'til next year.  I shall have a house like a tip in about a week !! And it will just get tippier and tippier 'til someone comes along and does it for me.

Oh, and my BIL had had a stroke, this last Monday, no-one let us know 'til yesterday. We called to see him tonight, and what was once a life and soul of the party, and 10 years younger than me, is now a lop- sided, dribbling mess. It is so sad to see, so all my spare time now will be trips back and forth to hospital, letting my house slide even further into mess.

Just off to Google stroke now, to bring myself up to speed about what? why? when? I don't remember much of what I learnt when I nursed one of my grandmothers for the last 8 months of her life. I brought her to live with me, and she just kept on having litle stroke after little stroke, until one time the big one came and took her off, in her sleep. That was nearly 30 years ago, so I have forgotten what I once knew.

Have a nice w/end.

Isabella.

It is 6 in the morning and I have had a cup of coffee, a Luna bar, and meds. I wound up in OR for 5 hours because right size implants had to be found.....so I stayed the night. My dear little housekeeper/LPN stayed right with me, in the tiniest double room I've ever been in. (If I had been awake, I would never have agreed to non-private room; I am really bitchy about that!) I had really nice nurses and CA's, a pleasant change. One from Ethiopia, the other from Ghana, and both stunning.

Anyway, I barfed after eating breakfast, but seemed well enough to be discharged, which is what I wanted. I went straight to PS office and was glad I carried my plastic bag with me~~sheesh. I usually have no probs. It seems I wound up a C instead of a B~~if I don't look ridiculous, I 'm keeping them. I go in again today at 3, so will go to bed.

Glad to see people came by with FOOD!!!

Cheers, ladies!