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I had a good physical therapy session today. During my neck strengthening exercises I found the “sweet spot’, an exact position that, if I hold my neck in it, gets rid of all of the pain and most of the pins and needles. This is a major step – now that we’ve found the position…
Two thousand eight hundred and twenty-three believed dead. Three hundred and forty-three of them were firefighters. Many were killed instantly, but perhaps over a thousand of them survived the initial impacts. More than three hundred of them took advantage of the extra last minutes granted to them to phone or email to the outside world,…
Bear with me – I don’t know how much you understand about all this, so I’m probably going to start at a level far too basic. Feel free to skim until you hit the stuff you wanted. Internet Providers and Internet Provider Numbers (IP#’s) In order to get onto the net, most people pay money…
Well, the deed is done. Summer is truly over. I removed the dead and dying morning glory vines from the fencing today. It made me a little sad, and a lot philosophical. A few of the vines had somehow missed being killed by the idiot construction workers and by the hard frosts we had this…
The world is burning. Mother Nature turns arsonist. Matches become weapons. Touch the button, a bomb explodes. The timer hits zero, shrapnel flies. Depress the key and the inflammatory cocktail whizzes along an electronic pathway to detonate at its assigned address. Forget to set the parking brake and the car becomes a missile, its targets…
I suck at making friends. If I were forced at gunpoint to invite all my close friends within a fifty-mile radius to a dinner party, Iâd call both my sisters (and that would be stretching the truth with one of them). In everyday life I seem to attract needy people, I think because Iâm better…
Oh, Sal! I’m so sorry! What a horrible dream to remember! It’s always the worst dreams for me that seem the most real, too.
That is unbelievably upsetting…even just reading it, let alone dreaming it. I’m really curious about what a dream like that could mean. So sorry you had to dream that, I’ve had some nasty ones in the past myself.
On my Hamipiks page, it shows the number of photos on the opening page in the upper right hand corner.
No, I didn’t count them. No way. 😉