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Do you use slang?

I do use it. I just realized that the type of slang that you use does indeed show your age. When I was growing up I heard ‘rad man’, cool, way out….I think that you understand what i mean.

Now, when I hear teenagers talk, it sounds like a foreign language to me. I am indeed showing my age. Living in different parts of the country can also influence what type of words you use, and how they are pronounced. I remember when I was young and waiting at a bus stop. I heard two men talking. One was from the Bronx, and one was obviously a deep south Cajun. They were both speaking English, but the way they pronounced their words made it hard for them to understand each other. I ended up translating for them a little. It was totally unexpected for me, because I understood them both. I was raised in the middle part of the country in Missouri. Of course slang is one of the things that is determined by where you live. One of these days I expect to hear that the universities are offering courses in modern slang. Texting is another article of course.

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Yup, I still have a cold. My nose is in over drive in what it is continuing to fabricate. I guess that is better than saying it continues to run, does it not?

Where we live, the weather is going back and forth from cold to hot, to cold, to hot. I wish it would make up its mind. I know, I know, it does not have a mind. Having allergies, and sinus problems makes the cold even more unpleasant. I have gone to extremes to make sure that I can breath. I am tired of making disgusting noises, and feeling no good. Sorry, I let a little whine out.

I have not yet lasted the requisite 7 days that the normal cold will run. How about I say that I - duwanna ! Don’t know if that is a word, but it says it all. Meanwhile, I pack in the vitamin C, take the cough medicine, use the paper until my nose wants to escape, and I get a lot of sleep. I WILL SURVIVE. Just hope that my husband’s sense of humor will survive also. I has been wonderful in helping me; hugs, cuddles, sympathy, and fetching more paper when I am desperate. He is a treasure.

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I have a cold and I feel lousy. How’s that for an article. Yecch.

My husband and i have been bouncing this nasty bug back and forth to each other and to our brother who lives near us. I do not like this game of catch. I do believe in sharing things….but NOT colds.

Since we both take medicine for different things, we are limited in what we can use to help with the symptoms. So far, we are surviving. My husband has gone through all of his handkerchiefs, we even had to buy more of them. My nose rebels at the thought of using more paper on it. I keep wondering where all of the runny stuff keeps coming from. I never knew that my nose could produce such amounts of lubricants. I hope that I do not sound like I am whining. Just stating fact.

Meanwhile, I have a cold. That does sound grumpy, however. I have a cold. :/

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I lost my sister. She is not missing, she has gone to be with the Lord. We had adopted each other and had been together for over 35 years. I do miss her very much.

The first time that I met her was at a low point in my life. I had been planning suicide. I was depressed and had been depressed for months. I had quit combing my hair, and at this point couldn’t even get a pencil through the tangle to scratch my scalp.

I went out one more time to say goodbye to the stars. I saw a woman sitting on a big sawhorse, rocking back and forth, and saying (of all things) RIBBET. She was looking around and then suddenly saw me. A big grin burst out on her face and she said that she wasn’t crazy, just bored and talking to the frogs. We got to talking and my depression lifted. That started us on the path to being sisters. This was in 1973. In 1975, we got saved at the same time in Jackson Mississippi. She has been there for me through all sorts of good times and bad times. I miss her terribly. Her family also misses her.

She had been in the hospital for almost 2 weeks with cellulitis (a dangerous tissue infection in her leg). They had been giving her debriding treatments and she was only supposed to need one more. They were planning on releasing her next week. She got dizzy after using the restroom and passed out. They had to call a code blue on her. She was revived for a few minutes, but her heart kept slowing down. She died December 30th in the afternoon. In my heart, I believe that the lack of proper medical care available in the state of Arkansas is what led to her dying. She had the cellulitis for weeks before they even considered putting her in the hospital.

Her family needs a lot of prayer for their emotions, and their finances. This has hit them all very hard.

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