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I have often told myself that I have toiled hard to reach this age, and am entitled to be a "Grumpy Old Man", especially when I am enjoying a post-Lunch doze on the settee and am rudely awoken by someone leaning on the doorbell. Worse still not spotting the doorbell in the first place and trying to batter down the front door.
At such times I tend to have an instant "sense of humour failure", in fact I am not just bad tempered, I am nigh homicidal!
"Good afternoon........my name is........"
"Whatever your selling I don't want it, and couldn't care less WHAT your name is"!
Cold Caller leaves.........."AND SHUT THE (insert expletive) GATE"
One tried the trick of inserting foot when I went to shut the door........I informed him that he had the choice of removing foot or having a broken ankle.....his choice!
...and then comes the "cold caller" on the phone.......always a dead give away, as firstly English is not usually their first language, and secondly they seldom (if ever) get my name right!
"Grumpy"?, "Who, me"? "Not so, overflowing with the milk of human kindness"................yeah, right!
Thank you for the hugs Lesley.
Reply #1681. Nov 03 10, 2:45 PM
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So we are weird? Most of my friends are thus, in fact if they were not weird, they probably wouldn't BE friends of mine.
Always recall a personal horoscope, which said, amongst other things, "You have a leaning towards unusual playmates"...except I would call them "interesting" not "unusual"........may well be "weird" though!
Probably standard par for course as a Trekkie..........."Live Long and Perspire"
Reply #1682. Nov 03 10, 2:53 PM
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I have a buzzer on my apartment door and, on the occasions when someone didn't use it and chose banging on the door, found myself annoyed:
"Didn't you see there's a buzzer there?"
"Well... I didn't know if you'd here me." (Hello, the apartment's not that big!)
Reply #1683. Nov 03 10, 3:12 PM
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| lesley153
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They still stick a foot in the door? I had no idea people still did that! I've never seen that but I have been known to go to the front door because I heard the security system beeping, and got there just as the caller banged on the door or leaned on the doorbell, jumped out of my skin, opened the door and shouted "Where's the fire?" Even salespeople do it. You'd think they'd have worked out that loud noises annoy people and that alienating people is not a good idea if you want to sell to them.
My giveaway to telephone cold callers is the few seconds between your picking the phone up and their answering. "Sorry to disturb you" is another one. Surely the best response to that is "Then don't"? and I must make an effort to remember to say that. Then there's the fact that they're conducting a survey. Of course they are. Pull the other one - it's got bells on.
Merv did it too. His justification? "You don't always respond." Annoying on how many levels? Let's go for two. One is that he has the right to do whatever is needed to bully me into answering the door. And the second is that my failure to run and open the door cannot possibly be because I'm actually doing something other than being permanently available to entertain him. So I told him: if I'm in the loo, shower or bath, or have my head under the tap or my hand up a chicken, nothing will induce me to leave what I'm doing to open the door. He hadn't thought of that.
You're always welcome to hugs. :)
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How about Live Long and Glow in a Ladylike Fashion? Must try that. No, scrap that. I don't do ladylike - never have.
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"I didn't know if you'd hear me?" If anything deserves a broken ankle, that does. Grrr!
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Today I had a haircut. Only noteworthy because it's the first one I've had for about six months. Sue who's been cutting my hair for years said ooh it is fine (what a diplomatic word that is!) but said that there are loads and loads of new hairs sprouting. And I promise to do my roots now.
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And I also had a foody experiment.
Any tinned fish I buy is in olive oil. Yum. But recently I have been surrounded by people preaching about the evils of fat - any fat - fat is bad, mmkay? So last week I bought a tin of sardines in spring water, just to see what it was like.
This evening, I recreated a long-time favourite: sardine and tomato. Cranks organic wholemeal bread, unsalted organic butter, fresh tomatoes with stalks that smell like basil, freshly-ground black pepper and a splash of vinegar - and the sardines packed in water.
The result was a perfectly delicious sandwich, ruined. Never again. Thank goodness I only bought one tin. So, if anyone here is thinking of experimenting with sardines in water, I hope I've saved you the trouble.
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Reply #1684. Nov 03 10, 4:17 PM
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Fat is a must in all diets, I think. Olive oil, Avocados, those are the GOOD fats...Don't listen to 'those people' they aren't so bright.
The only tinned fish I choose water-packed, is Albacore. I don't do sardines packed in anything.;)
Reply #1685. Nov 03 10, 4:27 PM
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| lesley153
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Of course fat is a must. Cholesterol is vital, so the liver makes it. I think there are two problems. One is the mass media reporting medical discoveries but not doing it properly. Famous example is the pronouncement that we all need eight glasses of water a day, which was quoted everywhere, but the next bit of the sentence "and we get most of this from food" fell off. Perhaps the reporters have a very short attention span, and the sentence was too long for them. We all need eight glasses of water a day and ooh look a butterfly!
The other one is that medical staff want to keep it simple and there's nothing simpler than telling people to cut down on fat. If you tackle cardiac staff about things like HDL and LDL, or wholegrain foods in the fight against atherosclerosis, you'll get a good answer, but otherwise they base their advice on the assumption that everyone else is thick. Easy but not helpful.
*checks cupboard* Yellowfin steaks in olive oil. Trying to remember if I've ever seen albacore on sale here. Nope. Will look next time I'm shopping. Promise. |
Reply #1686. Nov 03 10, 4:55 PM
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Jazmee27
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I'm not a fish person, but I'll eat canned tuna (that's packed in water, I believe); I had baked haddock at the short-term care facility (that was pretty good); and mom makes a delicious shrimp scampi (she also does barbecued shrimp)
Reply #1687. Nov 03 10, 5:33 PM
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| lesley153
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Tuna, haddock, shrimp and a good cook is all you need.
I've just remembered - I've had fish twice today - a fish bake at lunchtime (delicious) and the sandwich this evening (not delicious). Guess I'm just fishy. Ooh I wonder if that's anything to do with being Pisces? Probably not. |
Reply #1688. Nov 03 10, 6:21 PM
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bionic4ever
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I love the 'flavored' tuna in a pouch that Chicken of the Sea makes. Sweet and Spicy is my favorite!
Reply #1689. Nov 03 10, 6:29 PM
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I just can't imagine 'sweet' tuna! Spicy, maybe, but I don't even like sweet pickles in anything. I love grilled Ahi, which is either Tuna, or Dolphin (I'm never sure).
I do remember eating sardines and hard-boiled eggs, with crackers on the way to the state fair, with an older woman...family friend...:) Well, there you go.
Reply #1691. Nov 03 10, 7:34 PM
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| lesley153
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Sardines and hard-boiled eggs, with or without crackers, doesn't sound very appetising. Was it?
I remember my grandmother's hard-boiled eggs. I don't know what she was thinking but she must have boiled them for hours. They went past the rubbery stage and ended up with yolks like sand. Put me off hard-boiled egg yolks for years. I just ate the whites, and now have a bit of an intolerance reaction to the whites when they're cooked normally.
I don't get the reaction if I cook them very slowly - fried on the lowest possible heat, or coddled for 10 minutes for soft or 20 minutes for hard. That's properly coddled, as in cooked very slowly in water - not baked in twee porcelain cups with lids. If life is too short to stuff a mushroom, it's definitely too short to butter a coddler and bake it in a bain-marie. And then you have to wash it, and find somewhere to put it till you want to use it again in five years' time. Argh. |
Reply #1692. Nov 03 10, 8:07 PM
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| veronikkamarrz
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:) Yes, on the way to the 'State Fair" we had the hard boiled eggs and sardines. Yes, meaning they were good.
I love fried eggs, soft yolk, and fried potatoes with toasted sour-dough bread. Yum!
Reply #1693. Nov 03 10, 9:04 PM
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| Professer
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Lesley is what a offer?, on what i cook for breakfast in bed just looked back. Is only a offer if it is done in Bed Ford shire.
Reply #1694. Nov 04 10, 1:06 AM
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| lesley153
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Glad you enjoyed the eggs and sardines, VM. They didn't sound like the best combination. Clearly I just need to crank up my imagination a gear. And I do like dippy fried eggs with ... anything, really!
Gary, why does it matter where it is? Surely a bed is a bed is a bed? |
Reply #1695. Nov 04 10, 4:51 AM
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bionic4ever
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I'd love to have breakfast in bed! Unfortunately, the cats just aren't motivated to help me with that!
Reply #1696. Nov 04 10, 7:18 AM
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We however are motivated to provide breakfast in bed for cats if required !
0600........"Come on everyone, breakfast time". Two cats trot downstairs, one cat decides to use litter tray first, the other cat (usually No.1 Tabby) looks up from cat bed where she is gracefully reclining, as much to say, "I will have breakfast in bed Slave, you may bring it up to me"....and of course I do!
Reply #1697. Nov 04 10, 8:05 AM
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I was a slave to cats for more than ten years, but my house is now a cat-free zone, and I'm happy with that. The last one was mangy, threadbare (till the vet realised that she was allergic to fleas, and gave us the strongest flea-killer ever made), anti-social and aggressive, and incontinent. Whoever has her now is welcome to her!
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Jonathan wanted to pop home to pick a few things up, and I said he could either go home, or visit the cardiac rehab session and see what we got up to. So he visited, observed while we were finishing the exercise, warm-down and relaxation session, chatted to two patients' wives, who come every week, and made a contribution to the chat afterwards. Today's topic at rehab was stress. He is going to start trying to persuade me to get a cat - a sane, house-trained one this time. He thinks it'll help me relax. I think I am perfectly capable of relaxing without a small furry animal to look out for.
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Slightly embarrassing moment the other day when my cardiologist said he wanted me to have cardioversion. Oh dear - Papworth aren't communicating very well, are they? My surgeon said on 18th October that he wanted me to have cardioversion, and would arrange it for six weeks hence. Cardiologist was puzzled that a surgeon would involve himself in a non-surgical procedure.
I have no idea what the protocol is, but I'm getting meds thrown at me from all sides - surgeon, cardiologist, anti-coagulant clinic and GP, and am very happy indeed to have one person overseeing everything.
They haven't had a discharge letter yet either.
Another embarrassing moment - I'd been to the local offshoot of the hospital that morning for an anti-coagulant blood test. The phlebotomist gave me a number to ring for the results in the afternoon. The theory is that, if you get there early enough, the blood will be checked the same day, and your record book will be in the post at the end of the day. Cardiologist rang haematology at 5pm to ask for my result. It's not ready yet. Would they please phone it through to Cardiology - and they hung up on him. Another Bedford hospital triumph.
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The good news is that my fingers, which have been white most of the time since I started taking beta-blockers a month ago, and toes, which reverted to their pre-op blue, are all pink again now. That was quick - I've only been off them for two days. I am also feeling more energetic, and horribly cheerful.
Hooray for digoxin and yah boo hiss for rotten old beta-blockers.
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I got a call from an "unavailable" number this evening. I was starting to cook, and Jonathan and I were both starving. The caller checked she was talking to the name she'd been given, and followed up with some inane greeting - hoped I was having a wonderful evening or something daft - and could she have a minute of my time. I said no, thinking I know all about these minutes, and she said it really will only take a minute, so I said OK, and I'm timing you. That all took 20 seconds.
"Had I incurred any credit card charges in the last six years?" No, because I haven't got a credit card.
"Would my partner and I be willing to support some charity or other (the name of which escapes me)?" We have already decided which charities we want to support.
"Do you have, or have you had, an endowment mortgage?" Yes, but it's repaid now. "An endowment mortgage?" Yes, the policies have matured, and it's repaid now. "An endowment mortgage?" Yes, it was an endowment mortgage. You've had your minute.
"Just one more question please - it really will be only a minute. Do you have more than £5,000-worth of unsecured loans?"
This heralds questions about my circumstances, age, sex, location, household income, how many people in the house, all that sort of thing, and I'm not prepared to answer any of them - so I'll start with this one. I'm not prepared to answer questions like that. Thank you for calling, and goodnight. She carried on talking. I don't know what she was saying because I hung up while she was still talking, and went back to cooking.
Refusing to answer questions is painless, and hanging up on an unsolicited phone call was painless too. I shall have to do it more often. |
Reply #1698. Nov 04 10, 6:30 PM
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bionic4ever
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I remember that incontinent cat from your old blog - how awful! Most cats are really much easier to get along with than that, though. :)
Reply #1699. Nov 04 10, 7:35 PM
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Rowena8482
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Sorry, I just had the childish urge to nap post number 1700, and gave in to the temptation :-D
I shall sidle sheepishly away again now...
Reply #1700. Nov 05 10, 1:39 AM
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