Day to day blogging is really getting hard. Not because I don't want to, but because things are so crazy. Life with dad is getting everyone down.
He has good days and bad days and days that make every person in the house a bit crazy. He has more of those days than any other.
Let me tell you, it isn't good for the soul.
And then there's my computer, or rather computers. I have a newish desktop that is acting funny and a laptop that refuses to recognize my mouse and I hate using the touch pad, especially when book blogging.
So yeah, my life is full of odd frustrations right now.
I need a vacation, or at least a mental health day.
Every time I see Keith Harkin I think...OMG its Justin Hayward..or at least Justin back in the day.
Wish I could find one from Red Rocks or earlier of Justin so you could be truly amazed.
Actually what is really amazing is the similarity between Keith's songwriting and Justin's. For those that don't know Keith, he's one of the original members of Celtic Thunder. He's a very talented guy. And he's definitely Justin's doppleganger!
The world lost a lovely talented lady on Friday. This photo shows my Aunt Faith, her daughter Justina and her son Charles, and the little lady in the front is my Grandma. This photo was taken on Gram's 100th b-day. Faith was 99.
She was a poet, a painter and a world traveler. There was nothing she wouldn't do. She really lived life to the fullest.
I'm sure she's catching up with Grandma in heaven now.
I bought a cloudwalker type exercise machine. Basically, I can't get to the gym because of my father's health. Unfortunately, that results in my butt expanding.
I can't afford fancy equipment and we don't have space for it either, but I found a machine I could push into the living room so I could walk while watching tv at night.
I did about an hour tonight watching Sherlock!
That's good for a start.
Anything can help at this point.
I don't know if I'll lose any weight, but I figure if I'm on that machine, I'm not stress eating, so it can't be that bad. Plus the machine is pretty quiet and folds up if necessary, to lean against a wall.
I think I'm the only person that has never liked David Lettermen, so his announcement of his retirement has no emotional reaction from me.
It just makes me giggle at the people that are up for his slot, like Craig Ferguson, who has always said he had no ambition to take that coveted 11:30 spot.
Truth be told, I don't want him to get it, because it would change his show. I like that his comedy is a little naughty. I wouldn't want to see him earlier. I don't think he'd get the ratings either.
The feminists are all up in arms that the late night talk shows are a boy's club. I'm not really bothered by it, because there are very few women that I can tolerate in these shows. Chelsea Handler? Please for the love of God, NO! That woman is foul!
See, I'm in firm belief that women shouldn't bitch when they aren't capable of holding their own, and right now, there isn't a woman out there that would be suitable to go head to head with the two Jimmies. If there were, I'd be all for it. (Or maybe not)
Either way, bye bye Dave....have a nice retirement.
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