Category Archives: All About Me

The Long Walk

Hi everyone! Happy weekend!

So when I went on vacation, I thought I would walk 10,000 steps a day. I like walking.

But actually walking 10k a day takes FOR EVE VER! I’m serious! It took about 2 1/2 hours to walk 10k. That’s like half my morning…and can I add that if you walk 10k for 3 days in a row; it gets pretty boring. There are only a couple places I can walk that far without worrying about traffic and without being in full sun (remember my rosacea does not like the sun). So it’s a little boring.

I would so much rather ride my bike. It’s faster too.

When I was 8 years old (I think) I got a purple bike with a purple banana seat and I rode it all over my little rural town in Wyoming next to my grandma’s house during the summer. What fun memories. I would so much rather ride a bike than a long walk….

Painless

Hey friends! I hope you had a safe and fun 4th of July!

I’ve experienced a few physical injuries that might have contributed to my chronic neck pain- two falls and one big punch between the eyes (this gave me headaches, that’s why I think it hurt my neck). And I’ve found two (2) things that reduce my pain.

ICE-yes ice. I have a big ice pack in the freezer and some nights after work my neck and head are particularly tense and sore (lets be honest-some mornings and some days and some afternoons and some middle of the nights) and if I lay on that ice pack-most of my pain is numb because it’s so cold. (I once used heat after ice-never again-it was terrible to flare up the pain)! Also-sometimes laying down is terribly painful.

Guns-I had just made the decision to buy a gun (was in terrible pain) and stopped by a local gun store/range. A clerk told me about the different guns and then I rented some to try them out-DUDE I was distracted from my pain because I had to focus so especially solely on the gun I was using to be safe. Since I noticed this wonderful affect, I’ve been going to the gun range often as I can. I didn’t even notice when the slide took a chunk out of my hand until my blood was dripping down my hand (sorry but this is important information) I was so focused on shooting the gun and trying to figure out how to hit the target that I didn’t feel any pain.

THIS COULD BE A MARKETING POINT 😊

ICE and GUNS-why don’t doctors tell anyone about this??

Adventures at the Gun Range

Hey friends!

In the course of renting guns and shooting at a local range I had some interesting things happen.

The first time I tried out a gun, I wasn’t quite sure how to hold it (one of the male cashiers gave me some quick tips but he wasn’t really into helping a woman I’m guessing). I held a gun in my right hand and had my left hand too high on top of my right-when I fired the gun-I think the slide kicked back and took a piece out of my hand below my thumb. I didn’t really notice until the blood was running down my hands. I didn’t have any Kleenex in my bag but did have chlorox wipes so wiped my hand with (🤨)

I walked out of the range into the store and asked to switch guns-also asking if they had bandaids and apologizing for bleeding on the gun handles. The clerk looked at me like WTH??? 😂

Another day I arrived at the range to shoot by myself. The clerk asked if I was alone and I said yes. He asked if I had been there before. Yes again, twice before. He then asked to have me call someone I had been shooting with that could “verify” my mental stability. What?????

Yes, he said they always do this. Well not the two previous times (is he the clerk that knows I bled on the guns and has a resentment against me?) so I called my husband who thankfully answered and verified I was yes very stable.

When I came back in to switch guns the aforementioned resentful clerk switched guns by pointing the muzzle of one right at my face (that’s a low blow right?)

Anyway I finally found the gun I wanted (with help from my co worker) despite some idiot yanking my chain.

GO ME

My husband joked: well, were you wearing a wig or your butch cut?! (Right, that explains why I look unstable!) He laughed and said he should have told the clerk “oh my gosh, don’t let her back in, call the police right now”!

Yeah that would have been funny 😆

Some of my Fears

Hello all,

Several years ago (actually about 2001) I was searching for my dog (Rufus) around 130am in my neighborhood with my (now ex) husband.

I ran out of the house in just a knee length T-shirt with no shoes. It was summer and I often run around with no shoes.

I couldn’t find Rufus and set back walking home. I was only about 3 blocks from my house (ex husband was on a bicycle looking) when I realized someone was following me. I turned around and a man was on the sidewalk nearby..I think he said “come here” and reached out to grab me. I jumped so far back and maybe I yelled I don’t remember. It was scary. I called the police the next day but nothing happened. I don’t remember feeling safe in my neighborhood again.

After this incident I took a Taekwondo class where I learned how to yell and punch. Who knew I had a hard time yelling?

Then a few years ago (again quite a few, this is 2007) I worked at our local State Mental Hospital graveyard shift. One morning around 6am-I am almost off -and as I walked out the staff door into the general patient area-a psychotic woman (much bigger than I) punched me in the face-between the eyes-(it did not break my nose but hurt like hell later and gave me terrible headaches) I cannot remember her punching me but found myself on the ground in the hall with her arm around my neck-choke style. Several staff members got her arms from around my neck and I stumbled to the staff desk.

A few years ago I called 911 because I could see a man beating up a woman on our street corner. I didn’t feel safe going outside in the middle of the night to confront someone.

As a woman (especially one getting older) I feel vulnerable and I don’t want to be beat up again or fear for my safety in my neighborhood or in the car by myself.

So the last few weeks I have been visiting my local Ready Gunner-and I’ve rented about 10 handguns deciding what I like and what I’m comfortable with. This last Tuesday I bought a Glock 43X and now I need to spend time at the range getting more comfortable with my new friend.

In Search of a Comfy Bra

Hi friends!

I know it’s been awhile but I’ve been somewhat preoccupied with covid crap, working from home/telehealth appointments with my clients, and life in general.

Last night I started my staycation and I’m feeling a little better. I went for a walk with my family on the river trail-so it was relaxing, shady, and there was a little breeze.

With all this work from home-I decided I needed a new bra-one that doesn’t dig, one without wires, and without tiny straps that hurt my shoulders.

I found one nice bra on Amazon (of course) and got a beige and black version. It’s so comfy and almost feels unnoticeable to wear.

I love this bra and might order more. I do need a white bra; I’m often wearing white blouses or TShirts and I don’t want my bra to be super visible but this bra doesn’t come in white. Thus I keep searching…and find one at Target. Actually two!

I ordered the Hanes bra in white and the Tru and Co in pink. They will be delivered in a couple of days so hopefully my uncomfortable bra days are over!

Yay for the end of the uncomfortable bra!

Details Are Important!

Hello friends! Happy Sunday!

I am not a detail oriented person. Ask my husband; he builds spreadsheets to share information about our budget, retirement, and investments-and it’s too much detail for me! I get overwhelmed and ask him to just give it to me in a summary.

Details might be important. I’ve tripped over things I might should notice on the floor, I’ve ran into walls I forgot we’re there. Yesterday I ran into a STOP sign.

Yes

An actual STOP sign.

My husband asked me, “did you run into it with your car or physically “? Yes-physically. With my head. It super hurt.

You may ask, how on earth did this happen??

Well -I was walking into the mall with my mom and sister-we crosses the street entrance on foot because the parking lot was full. There was a line of trees separating the street from parking and I walked next to the trees so I wasn’t on the street. A stop sign is positioned right next to the last tree with branches overhanging into the street.

I never saw the sign coming and walked headfirst into that metal sign. Have you heard that saying about an immovable object meeting an unstoppable force? Well I actually did stop when I met the immovable object! That sign did not move and I have a lump on my head and was sobbing in the parking lot BUT no blood.

Seriously! It hurt so bad but no blood at all. No stitches. No proof at all I was injured unless amazingly you saw me run into the sign! There is a red scrape on my head under the hair I actually have and a bump but that’s it.

You’d think that kind of disregard for details would be more serious!

Interestingly enough, the bottom of stop signs are my height 😂

I’ll try to be more aware of “signs” in my future. The sign in question is close to this entrance below

Wig Mistaken Identity

Hello friends and happy Sunday!

Since I’ve been wearing wigs, I’ve become more comfortable changing the color, length, and style of wigs I wear which is really fun for me although sometimes difficult for others 😂

Today before I left for church (I like to be early and hubs doesn’t mind arriving 5 minutes late-so we drive separate) hubs yelled at me “hey come back” (I was headed out the door) and I entered our living room he remarked “I just had to see what you look like so I know what hair to look for; I can’t find you if I didn’t see what hair you are wearing”!

I thought about this and yes I guess I put friends/family through mental gymnastics trying to find me in a crowd if I’m wearing different hair. I guess that’s one complication of wearing wigs! 😂🤣

Taken by Surprise

Hello Friends! I hope you’ve had a great weekend!

A week ago when on vacation I had some odd-wig and then shaved head moments. Let me share them with you:

Our travel agent (Sharon) accompanied 9 of us on this trip that included her husband, daughter, and new SIL.

When we arrived at Ft Lauderdale airport, it’s 4am and a little chilly- I had flown the red eye wig less and make up less so as soon as we de planed, I spent a quick 15 minutes putting on makeup.

The whole group saw me during the flight-rosacea does not like me to wear makeup for 12+ hours so I was being gentle on my skin. But as soon as we arrived, I wanted to see Miami with makeup AND hair.

Outside the airport I rifled through my luggage to grab my wig, Sharon thought I was getting a coat- and appeared startled as I popped my wig on in front of her.

Several times on our trip I was either wearing my shaved head or my wig so it was pretty obvious.

At the end of the trip Sharon mentioned to me “it’s ok if you don’t wear your hair, you look great without it”- but I told her I liked my wig and sometimes I like my own head. I think maybe other people feel they need to give me permission to be myself. Another of our group members said my shaved head was “spunky, I really like it” although no one seemed curious enough to ask me why I wore a wig. Maybe they thought that too personal? Maybe people felt uncomfortable inquiring about my hair?

I don’t mind questions. I don’t however, wear a wig or my shaved head to make anyone else comfortable. I do it to make myself happy in my own situation.

I will continue to wear wigs or shave my head just for me to feel comfortable with me and my hair loss ❤️

Wig Travels

Hello Friends! I went on vacation last week and my wig joined me! I thought you would like to hear of “her” vacation and cruise!

Flying into Miami, Marion (by Jon Renau-my wig) spent the flight in a cozy place in her lady’s luggage, wrapped and tucked in a special box. Her lady traveled a red eye with no makeup and hair; but at 4am in the baggage claim-lady put on her makeup with the treasures in carry on baggage. Waiting for a bus outside the Ft Lauderdale airport Lady is chilled with some wind and Marion popped on her head with several human beings watching. Marion pretends to be a hat sometimes, she keeps Lady’s head warm.

Marion got her picture taken in front of Hard Rock Stadium hours before Super Bowl. Other wigs are impressed. She toured the amazing mansion of Vizcaya in Miami and looks fresh and bouncy as if she had not flown a red eye.

Marion got her picture taken previous to boarding a huge cruise ship as she did not look like Lady’s other hair.

Marion’s lovely locks waved in the breeze as the ship left the pier and did a big U turn in the harbor to maneuver in the right direction.

Marion toured the big ship and waved in the breeze as Lady sunned on deck with a bathing suit and hat (that fits lady’s head even with a wig!)

Marion spend the next morning relaxing in the room as Lady got a facial but she joined the ship for a great burger lunch and then after more exploring, dinner and a fun comedy show that night.

The next day in Jamaica, Marion stayed on the ship as Lady was horseback riding and didn’t want to lose her to island living but back on the ship, she rejoins Lady for dinner and another entertaining musical show.

The next day in Grand Cayman, Marion stays back because Lady is riding a wave runner and swimming with stingrays and for sure would stay in this lovely haven. But back on the ship, Marion and makeup join Lady for dinner and a comedy show.

Here’s another day at another island Cozumel; Marion relaxes in the room as Lady will be snorkeling and exploring a Cenote. Marion doesn’t mind staying back because she is happy with her new owner 🙂 and the Cenote has bats that poop so Marion is a little afraid of bat dung staining her locks.

The last day on the ship, Marion spends a lot of time with Lady because the skies are cloudy and somewhat rainy/windy and is not the time to stay on deck. Marion gets to see two movies along with eating a yummy lunch and early dinner. She watches karoke which sometimes is good/bad depending on the singer LOL- but Marion never looks bad.

Today as Marion gets off ship with Lady, she anticipates a fun outing to Everglades National Park -Marion finally gets to tag along!-Lady quickly tucks her in a pink backpack for safety during an airboat tour but she is back in place afterwards. She finally went on an exciting excursion!

Many people observed Marion’s on and off adventures and wonder what it all means but Lady loves Marion and they get along so well that they don’t care what others think.

 

January

Has been amazingly terrible haha

I had all these plans to blog- with these cool ideas that are nothing to do with clothes

And then my grandkids got sick, my daughter got sick, hubs got sick (I put away all the holiday decor by myself), I was super diligent about hygiene and cleanliness but then I got sick-laid around last weekend feeling like I would die-missed two days of work, went back to work (stubborn me don’t want to use 40 hours of PTO being sick) and now I’m laying on the couch another weekend trying to feel normal again!

January is the Monday of the whole year!

Hopefully soon I’ll feel myself and those creative juices will flow again ❤️