2014-06-13 Friday

Full Moon

I missed the Friday the 13^th full moon. The official full moon time was 4:11 Universal Time (Greenwich Mean Time), Friday. For us in the U.S. EDT that was 12:11 a.m. this morning. From what I can tell, there were no weird are mystical happenings today.

Tonight the moon will still appear to be full. So if I remain awake I shall go outside and howl at the moon as if I were with wolves, who are one of my totems (“power animals”).

My Leg

The pain in my left leg has receded quite a bit today; by about 2 PM it was almost unnoticeable. My leg remains weak, but with the help of my canes I have been able to get around better than I have for a very long time.

Thus, I was able to wash to loads of clothes and one dishwasher full of kitchen stuff. Three bags of trash made it to the back of my CR-V, which after driving up to the gas station and purchasing five dollars worth of gasoline, I drove to the dumpster, heaved the garbage into it, and then drove in the opposite direction to the mail boxes.

98% of the mail was junk. The one exception was a letter from the department of the treasury informing me that they withheld another $204.15 from my Social Security check, which they credited to the Department of Education.  Since I already knew that as of June 3^rd when my Social Security was deposited to my checking account $204.15 short, I can rightly say that that letter was junk also.

Kitty Kids

I really must change my Habit of giving treats to the cats on demand. I am not concerned about the treats hurting them: the ingredients of the treats are as good or better than those in the dry cat food.

Alex and Midnight were on my desk together begging treats;
Midnight began to leap off just as I snapped this photo.

The problem is, all three Kitty kids gather around me and expect treats. We are down to our last bag of treats and I need to ration them. We won’t be able to afford more treats—or anything else—until July when my pension check is deposited.

There is an exception to that, of course. If the Department of Education refunds to me the more than $1200 that they had withheld from my Social Security check since January, then we will be in excellent shape.

Today I was able to access my account on the Department of Education website. The status of my request that the loan be discharged as of May 2003 continues to have the status under review.

Friday Funnies

If you have not visited my Nick’s Bytes Friday Funnies today, here are a few samples:

Please

21 December, 2012

It is December 21^st here and thus far the Mayan prophecy has not proved to be true. I suppose one needs to wait until December 22^nd before one celebrates.

Yesterday I posted on Nick’s Bytes about this idiocy, quoting scripture and tying in into T.S. Eliot’s poem, The Hallow Men. I even posted a video of me reading the poem.

In the process of gathering data for the post, I discovered that, like the majority of events today, there were many people, from TV specials to "end of the world insurance" sales, who attempted to profit from it.

Until this morning I did not realize that one could ingest food into one's lungs. However, a while ago I did just that. I believe I have spit it all up; but until I did the pain in my chest was horrendous.

At the moment it is quite cold (31 F, feels like 20 F), windy, and beginning to snow, the first in Louisville of the season. 

It's 6:40 AM and the world still exists, although I just learned that "the end" is supposed to take place at 11:11 AM. 

The kitty kids awoke with me at about 5:45 AM and now, have breakfasted, have returned to sleep:

Alex, on the floor by the warmth of my oxygen concentrator

Little Girl, on top of the back of my lift chair

Sugar on the floor between my bed and the wall.

because

Day Fifty-six

Yesterday my kitty kids each received a flea/tick treatment  and thus avoided me until each wanted kitty treats. All animosity toward me is long gone.

I have spent most of today celebrating and sharing today as the International Day of Peace. Please follow the link to Nick's Bytes and join the observance.

Early this morning I posted Friday (Graphic) Funnies on Nick's Bytes. Drop by for a laugh!

This afternoon I spoke to a private (non-agency) house cleaner name Virginia who has been referred by the VA. She is coming on Monday afternoon to discuss services. I need to decide if I want to put myself through the emotional stress that some of the caregivers have caused or continuing doing all by myself. This weekend I'll compute the pros and cons and probably publish them here before Virginia arrives.

I downloaded this this afternoon. It's too neat not to be shared.

Perhaps I worked too much today. I'm satisfied with my accomplishments, but now my ankles are swelling (congestive heart failure) and my left leg and back ache (1970 tank injury). I hope to get a load of wash into the washer; first I'll raise my leg and best a bit.

Day Thirty-five

At 5:30 this morning my online bank showed that my Social Security check had been deposited, so I left to purchase gasoline and food for the kitty kids and me. Outside the apartment I heard Sugar meowing, so I called her. She came out from behind a bush, would allow me to approach her but not pick her up. I opened the apartment door (through which she had escaped outside  two days ago), but she wouldn't go inside. She meandered onto the patio, I went into the apartment, opened the patio door, and sugar pranced inside. Now, almost 3 hours later, she had had her breakfast, lots of water, a double portion of kitty treats, and is now curled inside a canvas box, napping. Silly cat!

My response to the GOP and it's neofascist, right-wingers:

I purchased a large bag of cat food at the grocery this morning. A clerk helped me load it in my CR-V. Now I must figure out how to unload it and get it into the apartment without falling on my ass. I do have a cart I can use if I can find where my previous caregiver stored it.

I just received ia phone call informing me that a refund check will be mailed to me within the next 6 weeks. Hmmmmm, maybe it will arrive in time for Christmas?

Why can't these selfish right-wing idiots understand that Medicare isn't a give away to us old folks? I pay well over a $1000 a year for it and more considering the high cost of Medicare co-pays. That is a hell of a lot of money on my limited income. Bastard GOP fascists want to kill us elderly folks. Why not just put us in gas chambers the way Hitler and his crew who they seem to emulate did? I am pissed to no end.

Sugar and Little Girl played a bit today...

but most of the day Sugar spent napping.

Meanwhile, Alex ignored both of the female felines.