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Everyone has their own stories about their times with acne and all of the different types of acne treatment that can be found.

I am 55 and no longer have those things happening to me. I do not know if it is all connected to your hormones, what you eat, or what your skin type is. All that know is that i no longer have those things happening.

At least now, you have more choices for treating acne than just rubbing alcohol. Believe it or not, people used to use whiskey, vodka, and other alcoholic beverages to treat pimples. Having acne is bad enough without going around smelling like a distillery.

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While the house was being cleaned, people were being killed.

We live only 30 minutes away from Fort Hood.

I called the husband of the lady who did the house cleaning. He told us to turn on the TV, that there had been a serious shooting at Fort Hood.

Why? There is no reason for doing something that horrible. I feel for the family members of anyone involved. Our neighbor has a son who works out there working on housing. He called his dad later and let him know that he was okay. There are a lot of people who got another type of call later that day.

I do not understand how anyone could do something like that. There is no reason for it.

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Well, it has become that time of year again.

We have been cleaning house for the semi-annual inspection. I HATE, yes I mean HATE to clean house. At the present time, we do not have a steam cleaner. Of course, a Ladybug steam cleaner would give me something nice to look at when I have to eventually do this distasteful deed.

One of the things that happened when the cleaning was being done was that I fell right on my rump. All that I could do was to sit there and wonder what happened? The last I knew I was picking something up. I leaned over from the office chair that I was sitting on and then went to lean back and sit BACK down, the chair however had other ideas. It moved on me. Let’s just say that I was very startled. I didn’t go down hard, but I was definitely surprised. One of thewonderful ladies from our church was there and was doing most of the work. She asked me if I was okay, I said yes, and then I purst out laughing. She looked at me as if I had lost it. Maybe i did, but the whole thing was really funny. I went down in slo-mo of all things. No pain was involved, just a severe loss of dignity. After a moment, she joined me in the laughing. It was truly a surprise. Of course getting back up was no simple stunt, but I got it done.

Had a look around while down there, and got some very strange looks from one of our cats. Now that cat did look at me as if I had really lost it which made me laugh harder. Oh well, it was funny.

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