Men!

Sometimes I don't understand men. I don't understand these  nose in the air, arrogant, self-centered "boys". Just because things don't go your way on your time-table, you get all bent out of shape. I am human. I do get sick sometimes. I do have other things to do in life. Simple things like bathe, cook, and cleaning must be done. I have my writing that I must attend to. I, too, have as few years in front of me as you do. So, I just can't always be available to do your bidding at your time. I have a life and while I want to assist you in your creative ventures, I cannot or will not drop everything because you call. Those are your ventures. I have my own. And the two don't mesh or fit in any kind of way. When I need your assistance or advice, I wait until you have a free moment. I don't get an attitude. I don't  just hold the phone when you hear my voice say, "Hello". After over forty years, I still don't know you. Do you know you? Do you know why we are at odds? Call me and let me know, because I haven't a clue.

A Blue Note

Today, I had to face the inevitable and a long avoided truth. Today,  I had to go to a doctor, Dr. Lee, who would tell me the next step I must take. His words would tell me whether I am on the road to success or if I must regroup and start again. Today I found out that I have allergies. Lots of them.  I wasn't surprised and I wasn't shocked.I knew I was allergic to asprin and shellfish. So, I thought I was going to add soy to the list.  The nurse blotted both of my arms with dots with each little prick of small needles filled with stuff. She traveled up and down each arm with her prickers. She then took her ballpoint and wrote codes on my arm. For fifteen minutes, I was to sit still and not scratch the spots.  I was dumbfounded when I saw those dots on my arm turn red and rise. They instantly began to itch. Itches I couldn't scractch.  On one arm, I think every one was visible. I knew that wasn't good. I felt like the doctor had become my judge. My sentence would  be read in fifteen minutes I was left alone to ponder my future. Slowly the clock ticked down and they returned. He felt each one and indicated what the evaluation number was. Then he turned to me and announced well, you must stary away from soy, corn,shellfish, rice, apples and oats. Okay, I said?? Do you know what that means??? That means no popcorn, oatmeal, grits, corn on the cob, apple pie... and the worst my Medifast diet is dead. This is my third month. Practically everything has soy in it. What am I going to do??? I had lost 20 pounds and I really wanted to lose 20-30 more. This is really a blue note. My sister says that God does for us what we can't do for ourselves. Well, maybe I won't need Medifast because a lot of things have been cut out of my diet for good. Well, at least I can have peanuts.Ugh!!