Random Tidbits

Yellow Aster Photo by Sherri Woodbridge
Yellow Aster
Photo by Sherri Woodbridge

With costs soaring at the speed of light, it’s important to cut back where you can. If you want to cut back on electricity, keep your lights turned off and wear a miner’s hat while walking around the house. With the extra money you save, you’ll be able to put it toward the rising cost of your heating bill this winter.

Another way to save is to push your car to work every day. This will not only help get you in better shape, but will undoubtedly attract goodwill from those passing by and allow them the opportunity to do a random act of kindness for you by buying you some gas. Everybody wins.

Sometimes we don’t know what to do with those old telephone books, but they actually make great personal address books. Just cross out the names of the people you don’t know and voile – your personal directory is ready for use!

In terms of safety, it is strongly advised to not attempt to fasten your shoe laces while in a revolving door.

If your car is in need of new brakes and you don’t have the money right now, inquire how much it would be to have the horn made louder.

Some tidbit of advice. No need to thank me. They’re recycled.

Bubba’s Encounter with Kidney Stones (name changed to protect the afflicted)

imageWhen you’re having a bad day with PD, think of this friend of mine who was in and out of ER for two weeks with this crazy thing (and he’s no wimp!)…

(posted on FB a while ago)

‘Bubba’ says:

“Glorious morning in the bathroom for me today. I know that folks post the weirdest stuff on face book. But I finally got to catch my second kidney stone in about 6 months.

“He is a handsome lad with a beaming glow as he sat there looking up at me from the bottom of my urinal. I captured him in a sterile jar like a precious butterfly.

“I will love him and squeeze him and pet him and call him George (if you are old enough to know what cartoon that came from).

“Two weeks to the morning I was diagnosed carrying my two millimeter stone. He was red in color and shaped like an Indian arrowhead. My best trophy to hang on the wall ever.

“Thanks for all the prayers while I fought this fight. Hope to never do this again.”

Lessons:

  • Don’t be embarrassed to share your struggles
  • Look  for the best in every situation
  • When in any battle, be it spiritual, emotional, physical or whatever, don’t hesitate asking for prayer.
  • If you don’t want things shared within the universe, don’t post them on Facebook or YouTube. (Thanks ‘Bubba’ for the ‘post’. )

Journeying with you – sherri

Lessons from A Fall

Copyright 2012 by Sherri Woodbridge
Copyright 2012 by Sherri Woodbridge

today.

hot.

chances of no rain.

no breeze.

just hot.

but a beautiful day.

 

so i decided to wash down the house.

rid the structure of black widows that seemed to be crawling into every crack.

every crevice.

every hole.

every opening.

everywhere.

 

did i mention i hate underwire bras?

yes.

that’s important to know.

i only have one.

because it’s still decent

too decent to not feel guilty of discarding.

and today, i was wearing just that one.

that’s important to know.

 

i sprayed the sides of the structure.

the windows.

the overhangs.

 

i killed one.

two.

three.

four.

five black widows as big as my pinky.

 

i felt like the exterminator in Aracnophobia

and watched them sizzle against the wood

in the 105 degree sun

while spraying them with poison.

 

it was spine chilling.

but i did it.

 

and then it was time to move hose,

from the back.

to the front.

 

as i stood up

after bending over to unhook the hose

from the faucet,

it happened.

 

i fell.

i took three steps forward –

and i fell.

 

and i was reminded of the little teapot

who was short and stout

who was tipped out and poured out

and i felt just like her –

short and stout,

tipped and toppled over

and poured out all over the cement driveway.

 

and the broom stick i was holding,

instead of bracing me and giving me support,

toppled with me

and jabbed into my left breast

and the only thing one can think of

when confronted in such a situation is

“did anyone see me?”

 

with pride intact,

i slowly stood

surprising myself

with the lack of tears

and carried on

with the task at hand.

 

and as i began to spray again

i rubbed the sore spot,

quite certain

i at least badly bruised,

if not cracked, the rib

in the spot aforementioned.

 

as i rubbed it,

i noticed the wire in my brazier

was badly bent

where the broomstick handle had hit.

 

i changed from my pest control uniform

into my S.W.A.T. team member uniform,

for at that moment i felt like one

who had been shot

and saved by the bullet proof vest –

(in my case the brazier)

i had been wearing.

 

instead of hating that underwire bra

i suddenly was oh so thankful for it –

after all, it saved my life

(at least my breast).

 

so how does this have anything to do with Parkinson’s disease?

 

ladies, it may be safer to wear underwire bras.

at least if your carrying a broom stick

while hunting for black widows.

 

it’s been tested.

and they work.

i have the ‘v’ shaped wire to prove it.