Monday, September 15, 2014

Before and After... Exhale


BEFORE:



AFTER:



GLORY.

Getting my car back was like me just sitting there and exhaling.

"aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah" 

I got it back in 4 days. Almost makes me want to switch my insurance to Progressive, because they have good customer service. But I know they are high and I will be paying out the wazoo. Yes indeed.

They even fully detailed my car. Gave me some touch-up paint too!

My car smells like a field of sugar vanilla cookies. This is irritating, but who cares!

But I am glad my car wasn't totaled. And that could happen because that car is 15 years old. Somebody would have to pick this Oldgirl up off the floor because I woulda straight fainted.

But alas. That didn't happen. And that's a good thing.

Feels good to be back in my car again. Welcome back Lucy Junior!

Makes me wanna SANG!!




Friday, September 12, 2014

Friday... It's Here.

I was sitting with my father one day, and it occurred to me right then and there that I didn't have any photos of him.

“Can I take a picture of you?” I asked.

He was slumped a little in his chair, but he got all excited. “Yes you can. Hand me my glasses off the shelf right there.”`

I stood up from my plastic lawn chair and grabbed a pair of sunglasses from the book shelf. I placed them in his outstretched hand.

And he allowed me to snap a photo with my camera phone.


He looks all surly. But trust me, he was not. He was happy to take that picture. He posed for that picture, sitting up straight and placing his hands comfortably in his lap.

I'm sure that he wanted to smile, but he didn't because he doesn’t have many teeth. But if he could have smiled he surely would have. He was so happy to pose for that picture.

“Make me a copy of that,” he said.

“Okay,” I said, at the time thinking that I would just have our administrative assistant print out an 8x10 color copy of the picture.

I went back to pull up that picture so I could post it today, and I forgot all about the conversation surrounding it. It made me smile.

My father passed this past Tuesday.

I received a call on Tuesday afternoon saying he was taken to the hospital. I was way out on the southside, some 40 miles away at my doctor's appointment. I decided to go home and let traffic die down before I drove out to the hospital to see him. But they called back and said he had passed. I met his family at his house and we drove over to the hospital to see what to do. They allowed us to see the body, which was hard for his family, as they hadn't cleaned him up or anything. And on Thursday, we

And I haven't been posting much because I haven't been in much of a smurfy mood, and I have been trying my best to help his family out in whatever ways I am allowed. It is awkward since I am such a stranger. But I am next of kin.

It has been odd hearing some of his familiy say "I haven't seen you since you were 4 years old. Remember me?"

It has been even odder to say "No I don't."

But it is what it is.

My goal is, as someone who is basically a "Stranger" to their family, to help as much as possible. Everyone is elderly, and I've been making myself available to do some running around if needed. I have showed myself useful, so I guess I can be trusted for the time being.

I don't know how I feel, though. I am not crying. I am not particularly sad. I am glad that he is not hurting anymore, as he would tell me how he was in pain sometimes. I am glad he no longer has to drink or smoke, as those were his vices. That in itself is painful to watch.

I am not sure when the funeral is. They are waiting for the insurance policies to clear. It's not enough to cover everything if it is, but that will be dealt with when it's time to do so. I will cover remaining amount due if allowed.

I am going to buy a dress tomorrow. And I am responsible for the food at the house after the funeral. So those are my goals for the weekend, to get all that squared away. They wanted finger food, no fancy soul food like is usually done after someone is funeralized. They asked me to write the obituary, and I have done that, and they are pleased with it.

So that's about it for my week.  This is expected, but so unexpected.

On a good note, Lucy Jr. was not totalled. She has been repaired, and I will pick her up this afternoon. My doctor appointment went well enough. I am doing okay. So there is some sunshine in the clouds.

It's been a long week.

And Friday... it's Here.

This week will be remembered as a week my father died.

Rest in peace, Milton. I know we weren't close as fathers and daughters should be. I have only seen you a handful of times in the past 40 years. But I know you loved me the best way you knew how. And I loved you.

Monday, September 08, 2014

Semi-Food for Thought: DANG!!!!! (All Shook...)

DANG!


Sigh

DANG!!!

This describes it best:




Dang man. Just... dang.

First of all.

1. I am alright.

2. It was not my fault.

3. I am all shook!!!! *slams proverbial punch bowl to the floor*

I was in the grocery store parking lot, and a dude backed out into my car while I was waiting for a space to open.  And dude backed out somewhere behind me and didn't see me.  We didn't call the police (only because my phone was overheated at the time - started acting up that day for some reason). I already called his insurance company and they talked to us both. He told the truth and admitted that it was his fault. So they are paying for that bumper repair and I get with the adjuster on Tuesday morning.

But still...

PISSED ME OFF.

And you know with me, it's not really about the car.... it's symptomatic of something deeper, right?

I was thinking about the loss of the Original Lucy. And the dude that hit me had to hear my partial wailings about my last car being totaled. And how they better not total this one.

"That's not going to happen," he said.

"But it's an old car!" I hollered.

Yes the car is 15 years. That is old. So it don't take much to be a problem. This looks like a less than $2000 problem for me, so if they say something different, I will just get the heck on and get the dent banged out myself. Because I don't have time for no more insurance company tomfoolery.
 thing deeper. This is a car, so it's a tangible. I am more interested in the intangibles. Most stuff that I have that I am attached to has some symbolic meaning. And my cars fit in that category.

But something interesting happened with me. It's always something that happens when some tomfoolery happens in my life. And like I said, with me it's always some

It's as if my heart is this vast lake, a lake that appears serene and still on a sunny day.  (Not saying I am the most serene of people, but you get the picture). Then something happens to disturb the lake.

And all that stuff I don't like to think about - the things that bother me about myself and my life. i.e., those things that I have tied with ball and chains to the bottom of the lake...

... are shaken aloose and they float to the top. 

And that's what that caused within me. No, I don't like that. I thought I had dealt with some of those things. It also magnified some things I was dealing with now anyway.  So I was forced to examine some things and just pray.

It was that type of weekend.

Will I get into all that? Probably not. I have privately with fam and friends, even this weekend, and will continue to do so. And if you read this blog close enough, you know what bothers me and what things that I am having issues with. No need to drag it out. I pray about it and look at my thoughts and belief about it.

I can't stand when I am "shooken up" internally, as it forces me to deal with things. And what's interesting is that it forces me to deal with things that I thought I dealt with. Yet I haven't. So I have to do what I can to deal with it.

Alas, an aftermarket Camry bumper will be slapped on it. It will be painted gold and silver.

And I will go on. Despite being internally all shook.

I am thankful that all is well. There are people who left home on Saturday...

... and didn't return home because they were killed in a car accident.

And I can say, I didn't fall into that category.

Thank goodness for that.

Friday, September 05, 2014

Friday Afternoon Funk


Well, I meant to say Freestyles...

But I have been in a little funk. Only momentarily.

I have had a 6 day weekend, ya'll. And when I came in today, by boss said "I thought you would come in. I don't know why you come to work on a Friday. I wouldn't have."

Well damn.

I gave her the hard eyeroll. And this was a tad bit uncomfortable because when I woke up this morning and looked in the mirror, a small portion of the white of my eye was blood red. I looked it up on the internet, and it is a subconjunctival hemorrhage, and there is no need for alarm. I immediately thought my blood pressure may be high so I checked it and it was 117/78, which is fine. So I got dressed and headed to work.

I coulda stayed home though. And that throws me into a funk.

I personally think I am PMSing. PMS is almost an out-of-body experience to me at times.  Especially if my diet has been ratchet. Sigh. One day I will learn. 

At least I have full range of motion with my arm. GLORY. 

I tell you what... That dryer is fixed and I washed and dried a load of towels. This morning I eagerly folded them up. They were soooooo soft. Oh my.

Can't you tell how soft and fluffy they are? Oh they were so soft. I just stood there for a moment and rubbed the towels. I don't ever want to go back to Color Purple Celie rough towels. No ma'am.

That is most definitely my "high class problem" solved in a nutshell!

Oscar-Tyrone. That Oldcat Oscar-Tyrone is creeping me out. He seems to ALWAYS want me to hold and pet him.



I don't know what that is about. He was messing up my Judge Judy time.

It's the staring hard at me unblinkingly that bothers me. Dude, you can lay on me, but just go to sleep.

I wish I could give him a pen and paper and him just write down what is wrong.

I imagine his hastily scribbled note would say "Lee... keep your girl Sista Callie Jo away from me!!!!"

I do notice that she doesn't attack him when he's in my very near vicinity.  I hope that's it.

And I hope it's not "LadyLee, I'm about to DIE. So I am trying to hang out with you."

Sigh.

Let's hope it's the former.

New Cousin.  I have a new cousin.  Little Mayah!



Hey lil' Mayah.

She was supposed to be named after ME. Her Pa didn't like the name. So they agreed on something else. And I kinda like the name Mayah! Hey Mayah! Welcome!

That is it for me.  I am looking forward to a quiet weekend. I have a Financial Freedom Fighters meeting on tomorrow. I am not all gung-ho about it, and that's okay.  I will still go.

Song of the Day? That's a hard one. I have been all up on SiriusXM talk radio. So not much music.

But this is one of my favorite songs, one I listen to every time I listen to some good music.



Good on these rainy ATL days we are having!

Have a good weekend... on purpose!

Thursday, September 04, 2014

Ten Thursday Thoughts

Oh my...

*wipes dust off blog*

It's so quiet up in here that I can hear a rat licking ice.

Been a minute since I posted. I've been off, and I thought that I would get a lot of posting done, but that was not the case.  So I think it is time to crank it back up with 10 Tuesday Thoughts.

1. I am READY for the football season to begin. But it seems like some of these players are tripping with all this weed smoking and suspension and all that. They messing with my fantasy league lineups. It's a shame when I have to go look at my lineup every time some mess goes down. Get yourself together. Some of us out here ain't making millions a year. We can keep it together. You can too!!

2. These ISIS and ISIL folk are off the chain, aren't they? No wonder Bin Laden was like "Oh no, we don't fool with them!" Really though. 'Cause they crazy.

3. While off, I did much reading.  More scientific reading, though, as these days I am more fascinated with science. I could use a good fiction novel right about now, though.

4. According to the latest issue of Popular Science, there is a HIV prevention medication called Truvada. It decreases the risk of developing HIV by 92% when combined with safe sex practices. It has been available for a decade. Why have we not heard about it? I looked it up, and a 30 day supply is $1300. Pricey!

5. Also in the same magazine I read that a pill that cures hepatitis C is available. But it's $1000 a pill. $84,000 for full treament. Pricey!

6. It makes me wonder... how much are they going to charge for the cure to ebola? Hmmm....

7. I also read a huge article in the same magazine about the the whole idea of cyberespionage. I thought cyber attacks were crazy. Cyberespionage is on some whole 'nother level. I will talk more about that next week, as I am still thinking about it.

8. I am off today. My shoulder is inflamed for some reason. I think I lifted something wrong. I am going to the doctor if I can.  But she said take extra meds and come in on Tuesday. That seems to be working.

9. My diet has been a bit ratchet lately. That might be the reason for it also. I tend to be in more pain when I'm not overdosing on fruits and vegetables. I had this on Tuesday:




See what I mean?

That's the Midnight Train special at Gladys Chicken and Waffles. Haven't had that in years. Not as good as it was some 7 years ago. But decent.

10.  My dryer was repaired yesterday. The repair cost $280. I didn't want to pay more than $300, so it worked out just fine. I haven't tried it out yet.  I am looking forward to soft towels because these rough air dried towels have been O_o.

That's it for my Ten Thursday Thoughts. Hopefully that gets me crunk back up!