It is not that I have not been around...

Oh, I have been around. In and out checking other people's blog but not my own. You see I have an enemy that shows up every year at this time... It is called pollen and the graft shows what it is like in our area this time of the year. It is one of the worst springs ever for it. 11.0 is about as high as you can go. My head aches, my eyes itch, my nose runs and I am am miserable most of the time right now cause of this nasty bugger. Pollen levels between 8.1 and 12.0 tend to affect most individuals who suffer from the pollen types of the season. Symptoms may become more severe during days with high pollen levels. It has been running like this for about three weeks. I would like to see some relief. *snif* but it does not look likely that will happen.

I am hating spring this year. I do not like hating spring. I am supposed to be happy and cheerful that the winter is gone. Thank god For benedryl and the eye drops my dr. gave me.

holidays

Why are holidays never what I expect them to be? I love the idea of getting together with my family and all and look forward to it so much but it seems as though there is always someone who wants to mess it all up. There is always some family member who wants to throw a wrench into the whole deal. Somebody wants to fight because things are not going their way or they do not want someone at the dinner cause they are not speaking to them.

And of course they try and pull me in on it but I am refusing to allow myself to be pulled in. I will not do it. I will not tell certain relatives they have to stay away. I love them all and do not want all this stuff going on. I have heard of it happening in other families but did not think it would happen in mine. But it has and it is sad.....

Does anyone know..........

Where I have put half the stuff in my house? We have been putting tile down in the kitchen and I have been moving stuff around and redoing things and I have managed to lose quite a bit of stufff. I cannot find either of my digital cameras and my manual for my samsung maxima 105 is long gone and I am angry. So angry at myself I am spitting nails. I have no clue where anything is. I have the worst habit of putting things away so I will know where I can find them and not being able to find them. Grrr...................

a woman's poem

I dread the day my husband retires. Mainly because I do not want him under my feet all the time telling me the things he feels I should know about housekeeping. He has been starting to do that alot lately when it is cold out and he cannot get out for his walks in the woods or the work he does outside. I do not sweep the floor right. I do not set the table right. I do not dust right. Most of the time I ignore him but it can be damned irritating. My friend sent me this poem...

He didn't like the casserole

And he didn't like my cake.

My biscuits were too hard...

Not like his mother used to make.

I didn't perk the coffee right

He didn't like the stew,

I didn't mend his socks

The way his mother used to do.

I pondered for an answer

I was looking for a clue.

Then I turned around and smacked him...
Like his Mother used to do.