Welcome to my world!

My life's been crazy since my Daddy moved in with me immediately after my mother's death in October 2010. My one and only kiddo headed to college at Carolina at the end of August. So...I lived on my own, for the first time in my life, for a total of a blissful six weeks. Then, I started the parenting gig with my dad. He's a combination of a grouchy old man, a surly teenager and a temperamental toddler. Needless to say, I get very close to the brink of insanity sometimes. I get through life by finding the humor in difficult circumstances. And for some reason, I wind up in the weirdest situations. I couldn't make this stuff up. So I wind up having lots and lots crazy adventures which make great stories to share with my friends. Writing about my life is so therapeutic. My ramblings range from funny to sad to angry (full of cuss words) to sweet. While my focus is dealing with the trials and tribulations of being a parent to my Daddy, I have lots of random, totally unrelated posts. Whatever's on my mind. I love to make people laugh, and I'm happy to think my readers will get my strange sense of humor. And maybe, people who are in my situation will be encouraged. That's all I can hope for...

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Random Musings

I just walked into the living room to retrieve my new Chord Buddy I saw the postman deliver.  When he saw me, The Daddler exclaimed, "I ain't eatin' no more of that slime meat!"  I thought it was a commentary on his lunch.  Which, when I thought about it, was a week old - my sister-in-law brought it after my surgery.  I asked him if his lunch was bad, and he said no, and pointed at the TV.  They were doing yet another story on pink slime.  If you don't know about it, just Google it.  Look up roast sucking pig first, and then you won't be quite as repulsed.

Apparently, pink slime is pervasive.  Particularly if you partake of fast food on a regular basis.  Or the meat counter at the grocery store.  I see lots of trips to Charlie's Meat Market in my future.  Or tofu.

I headed upstairs with my Chord Buddy, and was unsuccessful installing it.  I suppose I'll have to watch the DVD.  I have a feeling it's not going to fit.  I think my guitar's neck is too wide.  I love the song book, though.  I'm not sure I'll tackle the songs in sequence.  That would mean Amazing Grace followed by American Saturday Night.  I don't know the second one, but trust me, it's quite a contrast.  Judging from the lyrics, anyway.  Then there's Folsom Prison Blues followed by Garden Party.  Precious Memories and Proud Mary.  And my favorite:  Have I Told You Lately That I Love You, and He Stopped Loving Her Today.

Wow.  This is all kinda overwhelming.  I think I'll close this silly post and try to scrounge up some din-din for The D, sans slime.

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