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...

Sunday, November 4, 2012

Things are Looking Up...

...at least for the moment.  It's been a good, busy weekend.  I do best when I'm busy.  I don't have as much time to overthing things.  To ruminate.  Interestingly, I just realized that the verb ruminate is related to the adjective ruminant.  Makes sense, since a ruminant is an animal who chews its cud.  Actually, it regurgitates its partially digested food and chews it again.  It has four stomachs.  There are 150 species of ruminants, including cows, camels, goats, sheep, giraffes (wonder how they get the food all the way up their throat from their stomach?), and water buffalo.    Unfortunately, I feel like a water buffalo at the moment.  I ate Mexican food yesterday, and Dim Sum today, so I've probably had a near lethal dose of sodium.  I hate this bloated feeling.  Ugh.
 
Dim Sum was good, though.  It's been at least ten years since I've had it.  My usual place closed down and my D.S. buddy moved away.  So when I heard about another restaurant which serves it, I couldn't wait to go.  Generally, it's served only on weekend afternoons.  They roll little carts around and you choose what you want.  Kinda like tapas on dessert carts.  There are lots of Chinese people there, so you know it must be good.  I had some old favorites.  One of these days, I should get up the courage to try the chicken feet.  I have a feeling that since I don't even like barbeque ribs or chicken wings, I won't like chicken feet.  I'm not fond of eating animal parts which look like what they are.  Like fish or shrimp with their heads on.  Any organ meat.  You get the idea.
 
I got The Daddler some shrimp-fried rice to go.  It's nice to know that his supper's taken care of.  I'm so glad he's not a picky eater.  Mother would've driven me crazy that way.  Except toward the end, she barely ate at all.  Wow, I miss her all of a sudden.
 
I suppose animals are on my mind because I had a beautiful morning at the zoo yesterday.  It's been forever since I've gone.  Perfect weather.  Good company.  Very nice change of pace. 
 
That's all for now - duty calls.  Over and out...
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