I guess I must be living under a rock because this is my first time seeing this video of a woman jumping into the animal exclosure at the zoo and feeding the spider monkeys a Cheeto!
These are primitive and wild animals, and everyone knows you are not supposed to jump in the enclosures or feed the animals at the zoo! There is signage everywhere saying so. Yet this women refuses to admit she broke the law, or did anything wrong.
She got a new job following the incident and her new employer is perfectly okay with her and defends her actions.
If you ask me it’s just another example of the upside down world we are living in today, where lawlessness is taking over and people just think they can do anything they want!
I have to be honest here, part of the reason I got more involved with church activities was to keep me from isolating in this house.
Another way is by trying to nurture friendships more and go visit one or ask one to meet you for coffee or lunch. Unfortunately, most of my friends work outside the home, so on the idd occasion that they aren’t or they invite me, I willingly accept! And, of course, I get out of the house to run errands, or work on getting Dad’s house ready for the estate sale. My worry is that to isolate too much, which is easy to do right now, will lead to depression and/or broken relationships.
Now, on another topic, the picture above is my husband’s idea of perfect retirement…not mine, because I’m more social than that. So obviously, we have different opinions of isolation.
I understand that hat he wants is to get away from the crowds and crazy traffic, but I don’t want to be too far from friends and family. I may be grieving, but I still need my people.
I think that since the pandemic still has such a grip on many of you, it still might be tempting to isolate. I pray that soon you will feel brave enough to get back out there, because loneliness can also be detrimental to your health. 🤗🙏
Its time again to address Linda G Hill’s stream of consciousness prompt: Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “hat.” Use it literally or metaphorically. Have fun!
It’s now summertime in Texas (ours starts early) and therefore, too hot for wigs. My hair is slow to fill in the super thin spots, so I wear a hat everywhere. The only time I wear a wig is for church.
Yes, I am very sensitive about my hair. I know I shouldn’t be, but my problem is hereditary and I have no idea if it can be reversed. I’m too self conscious to go without something on my head, and the Texas sun, I should be wearing a hat outside anyway, so I don’t see it as a problem, I just wish other hats besides ball caps looked as good on me. Dave says I have a tiny peanut head. 🤣
I worked at a cancer treatment facility for 15 years, I understand people who have a real reason to be sensitive about their hair loss. Yet, I can’t help the way I feel, because I’m still losing my hair, just for a different reason. I think it got worse when I was so stressed out through the hard, difficult process trying to find the best place for Dad before he passed away.
I keep it cut very short so that when I do occasionally get caught without a wig or hat, like when I’m in the pool, it still looks stylish. No one ever sees it really except David, who loves me unconditionally. I guess I should lighten up, I’m aware that covering my head makes it slower to grow in, but even when I try to fix it, I still can’t cover the thin spots. I know my kids and other family members would never say anything if they saw it, so why am I so uptight?
If you have any advice, share it. If you’re driven to say anything snarky, keep it under your hat. 😉
So, it’s been a bad couple of weeks for tires on my car!
On top of that, I had to deal with archaic behavior by the men from the dealership down to the tire repair shops that think us women can be pushed around. After the first flat tire, the dealership tried to sell me a tire, because despite the fact that the nail was in the tread, it was so close to the edge they claimed, it was in the sidewall.
It was not, but even Pep Boys said it was not repairable there. So, since their price was better for the tire, I let them sell me a new tire and put it on, which took way longer than I thought it would. I had already been waiting an hour when someone came out to tell me I had the wrong key to take off the bolts on the tire, and I must go back to the dealership to get the correct size. Turns out, the last time the dealership worked on my car, they put the wrong sized ”key” back in the glove box.
Now, a key does not look like what you might be imagining. It’s a tool to take the bolts off the hubcaps.
So off I went. Once I arrived, I was sure they would chastise me for going somewhere else, but they actually pulled out the tool bag and not one, but 4 diffrent guys dug through the bag to find the correct size key. Evidently they are proprietary to every Honda vehicle. Anyway, about 15 minutes later I was back at Pep Boys and then 45 minutes later I was done and out the door.
That was last week. 🙄
Then this past Sunday, I got back from church and noticed I had another nail in my right rear tire! Now, the only places I have been in the past two weeks are church and my dad’s house-except for giving Shari a ride home. With all the work going on at Dad’s, tools being drug in and out of the garage getting ready for the estate sale, that’s the only place I can think of that I would have gotten bolts or nails in my tires two weeks in a row! I asked my oldest boy, Sean, to check around the driveway and street the next time he goes over there, which will be tonight.
Luckily, I took the car to Discount Tire today, and they didn’t charge me a penny. I’m glad that customer service is alive and well somewhere!