It's Friday again and I'm late........again. So take all those bits and pieces left over from your week and get them out of your system! While you're at it, join in the fun and link up with Mrs. 4444 at Half Past Kissing Time.
Do you have things that you do to cope when life is making you cry? Just something silly to make you laugh instead? Lately, it's been stressful around here. I know you're thinking so what's new? But I do have a particular coping skill that comes in handy when it just isn't appropriate to cry hysterically. So either out loud, if appropriate, or in my mind if I don't want the men in the white coats to come, I sing "Mama's Got A Squeezebox" by The Who. For some reason that song makes me laugh. If you don't know the song google it and listen. If it doesn't make you laugh, then one of us needs help and before you say it, I know it's me!
The assisted living facility mama lives in has a resident's council that meets every month. There is a representative from each hall that presents concerns to the administrator. Then they print a copy for each resident with the concerns and answers from administration. Mama never has gotten into complaining, but some do and it's hilarious! Here are two that I thought were cute this month.....
Hall #1...... Residents request that cable provider do something with volume on commercials. Advised that cable provider has nothing to do with the volume of commercials.
Hall #..... Residents state temperature in dining room needs adjusting.....
Advised that temperature will be 72 degrees at all times! ????
Now this one I had to go with the residents....these are old people and they're cold! They got no satisfaction!
This week my electric toothbrush went whacko and would just start going by itself....it took me a while to figure out what that strange noise was, but when I did I turned it off thinking it was a fluke. Nope, it turned on and off at will. I put it in the guest room with the door closed but every time it came on, we could hear it loud and clear. I finally threw it in the garbage can outside.
We are down for the count with tax time! The Superhero is working nonstop and will until the 15th. But bless his soul, he isn't called the Superhero for nothing. One morning on our walk I was sobbing and trying to work out my stress. He said nothing....and when I asked didn't he have something to say, he replied that he was processing.
Later in the morning, he called and told me he had made reservations for a couple of nights at a very special place. He may not say much, but he thinks a lot! He took time out of his very busy, stressful day and did something he knew would make me happy!
Have a wonderful weekend friends!