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 Several guys from (area really unknown) dressed their truck up with a guy tied to the roof.
The driver and passengers then put on Moose Head costumes.
As they drove down the main street of --- they caused at least six accidents.
They were charged by police with public mischief and having open beer in a vehicle.
It would appear that the (wherever)police have no sense of humor.
If I saw this one before I forgot it. Someone in Canada told me it was supposed to be some where in Maine. Who knows? Wouldn't surprise me, could be a drunk any where I guess. I still laughed.
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|  When this email came in I thought it was beautifully done. This particular part brought back memories of Caribou Maine. I watched two kids leave but son was a bit harder as I had already gone through those emotions in Pennsylvania when daughter started first grade.
For some reason I can't recall much about their schooling there, I just know when we got to TX I learned daughter read beautifully but wasn't comprehending what she was reading. Summer school in order. That was back before they charged for summer school.
I remember when she was little how I put words on everything to help her read. I wonder if she remembers that? Did any other mother ever do that?
I also remember son did not like to read. It took a neighbor going to the library with him before he did. He loved to draw though. After he died when I opened his baby book looking for a picture he did around 2 yrs. old, it was missing. I was devastated. Silly I know as it is still in my memory. I had sent it to mom and she had penciled an outline with note "did you see this?" Of course we hadn't and that is why it was extra special. Mom used to play that in the clouds when we were young. That is probably why I see cloud formations that others don't.
I don't have a bunch of fond memories of mom, but I try to hang onto those I do. I thought mom was a good cook, youngest sister didn't think so. I remember the birthday cakes she made, and when Nancy and I were young we celebrated together. I remember the year she set up tables to mimic a restaurant, that we never got to go to. We always ate at home or relatives or picnic. No eating out.
That influenced me and I tried to make our kids birthday special. Do you suppose they remembered?
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| I could of driven myself to doctor. He didn't inject my wrists. He said he saw me a year ago, how did that injection work? Told him I couldn't remember but since I didn't come back it must have.  He said the muscle test my doctor did was two years ago. I told him that was when our son died and I haven't been conscious of years since.
He talks into his little machine as he examines you. Computer program. I didn't like it when he thumped my wrists, I hate that 'electrical shock'. He had me close my eyes and tell him each time he touched my fingers how many points did I feel. "One", when I opened my eyes he showed me the tool with two points. So now I am scheduled the 24th for his muscle test. He didn't say anything yet about diabetic neuropathy.
Out to the nurse to schedule. He walked behind me and when he got to the side of the desk asked me what my shirt said. Talk about moving fast. It says "If it ain't achin it ain't movin". He thought that was funny. I swear I need one that says "Groaning Old".
His nurse said to wear the splints at night when I asked her, then when I told her they hurt because my wrists must be swelling at night she said wear them if they made wrists feel better.
Since coming home I don't seem to be accomplishing much. Last night right arm woke me up and when I went to the recliner both arms started. How they know it isn't neck I don't know.
I did stop at Wal Mart for a couple things and got two small pots I thought I could put the African Violet in that has grown as big as a dinner plate. Got out there and discovered it is tender and pieces broke off. Then I see there is no way to divide it. I called my sister to be sure. Isn't. So I plunked the broken pieces in the soil of the new pots, dampened the dirt and will see what happens. I've had that violet since I was active in child advocacy and I quit that in 1998. Any advice is welcome.
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| My primary doctor said I needed to go see the hand doctor. Problem could be diabetic neuropathy or carpal tunnel, he suspects both.  He was not overly concerned about my A1c but said it was quite alright if I went to an endocrinologist. Though he increased my Metformin to 4 instead of 2. In a couple weeks I should know if it works and then I will make a decision about visiting another doctor. He was not insulted I asked about it. I sensed he didn't think they could do much more to bring sugar down.
Michel we aren't forbidden food we just have to learn what will send our sugar up and not eat too much of it.
My left arm kept me from my comfy bed. Had to take Tylenol PM to finally fall asleep on the couch. Woke up with left arm still 'asleep'. No splints last night. Dr. Mireas said they sometimes can increase swelling.
It stormed last night and the wind knocked the swing canopy loose on one side. I straightened it this morning but can't tighten the screw. It's a large screw so doubt it is bent. Good thing we had the yard done yesterday.
Speaking of the yard, one of the ladies at church commented we should mow it, would keep us healthy. I told her I don't want my husband having a heart attack out there in the heat. That has bothered me some, as what is wrong if you can afford to have your yard done why not? Tony can use the money. Years ago another woman I used to correspond with seemed to have the same opinion. She asked why it was our responsibility to see that Tony had a job.
 Here's a grin for you. Pool today. Hand doctor tomorrow.
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|  Had this awhile. Should print it out and take it for doctor appt. this coming week.
Dreading that appt. His reaction to the neuropathy in my fingers is probably going to be "get your sugar down". I've lost about 4 lbs. but cutting carbs is the hardest thing in the world for me. I like potatoes, pasta, rice, wheat bread. Lettuce doesn't digest well for me. Fruits I love and they will raise sugar. I'm not a good diabetic.
Bad night last night, left arm started tingling the minute I hit the bed. Gave it an hour and got up, put wrists splints on and hit the couch. We have a fairly nice couch but it is meant for sitting, not spending a night.
Out this morning to fill bird feeder and water plants. Our yard has big cracks in the ground from no rain and me not even watering once a week. That's all we are allowed. Weedy grass is still green but ground is dry. Just remembered I didn't water a new plant from a neighbor.
Wil was looking for his instant coffee, "what did I do with it?" Nothing, haven't touched it. Time for breakfast, feed indoor birds. Why am I bothering to write? Why am I going to pay for the server for the big journal? Yeah I'm down in the dumps today. I'm hot and it is 8:31 a.m. I can't sit outside in the humidity. Fix up a nice little corner in front, haven't sat there for a week. Yeah been busy. In TX you get up and go out with the first crack of daylight, then into air conditioning. Our high was 96 degrees yesterday.
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