On a funny note, I burst out laughing when I read this:
Because of the physical trauma, from the hickey, it had made a bit of bruising inside the vessel. There was a clot in the artery underneath where the hickey was. The clot dislodged and traveled to the woman's heart, where it caused a minor stroke a few days later.
For some reason I found it hilarious. (She lost movement in her arm briefly from the mild stroke, so she is fine now, I wasn't laughing at her malady but how it happened to her!) She was 44. I think of hickeys as something we did as young teenagers. Who knew that a hickey could cause a minor stroke? It's a wonder I didn't have multiple strokes as a preteen in the dark corners of the skating rink...
Sure I went there for the skating, but there was a dark corner, where we went for kissing and hickeys. If you stayed too long in the dark corner, an adult chaperon would skate by and shine their flashlight on you. If you happened to be kissing or whatever, when the flashlight lit you up, this could cause screams of delight from other tween and teen skaters, usually followed by someone falling in the skating rink, because they were watching you instead of where they were going, which could cause other skaters to stumble and fall, sometimes a big pile up could happen, all because you were caught in the glare of the flashlight kissing.
At least the poor woman who recovered completely from her hickey stroke, didn't die. Can you imagine the whispers and snickers at her funeral?
On another fun note, my sailing friends, a delightful couple who are as wacky as me, called me on the Skype phone today. I could hear them both talking through the computer speaker, as well as hear my friend play his guitar for me. They were skiing in Canada, well not when they called, but they are hanging out up there skiing. Meanwhile, I am in the semi-sunshine of Florida. The winds were whipping up around me in preparation of the impending storm. Which by the way, it's storming something awful right now, as I type this.
I told them how my little motorhome rocked from side to side when the winds were up, reminding me of floating on the ocean in my old sailboat. We discussed stabilizers (my RV doesn't have them) and he mentioned a way I could probably make some (Caribbean sailors are always trying to fix something with nothing, it's a way about us) , but I said "I just love the motion, it reminds me of my days at sea."
My friend then started making up a song, about my rocking and rolling motorhome, singing it while strumming his guitar. I was laughing so hard, as this was coming through my computer speakers.
The hilariousness of the entire phone call, made my troubles seem to melt away.
Funny how good friends can do that for you!
The rains are pouring down. Earlier today, the doggy hid all his toys under the motorhome. Now he is curled up next to me in what I call his bark-o-lounger. It's a little doggy day bed he uses. It gets moved all over the motorhome, sometimes he moves it himself. Generally it's next to where ever I am sitting to work, which changes around. He won't go to bed until I go to bed. I keep odd hours. My spirit is restless, my body is cantankerous.
Which I keep changing my desk area. I've come to the conclusion that my settee cushions are shot. They bottom out. When I sit, I just feel the wood beneath the seat, rather than the cushion. Another thing to add to the bottom of the wish list; two foam cushions, for my bottom, so I don't bottom out *tee hee hee*. In the interim, I keep moving around trying to find a comfy place to work. The cushions are fine if you are just sitting down to a meal. But I sit for hours writing my articles for publication, doing research, cropping pics and so on.
Now I am hungry. Lately I've been eating Quaker's multigrain oatmeal with fruit for dinner. I think I will have oatmeal again tonight. I love the new multi-grain stuff, but I am almost out of it. I can't buy anymore groceries until February 6th, unless something wonderful happens in the interim, so the next two weeks could get pretty creative around my galley!
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| Ever wonder what your cat does all day while you are gone working? A year ago, I helped my friend rescue an adult cat who was underweight, stinky and depressed. In short order, my friend had him fattened up to fighting weight, with a fluffy glossy coat of fur. Now the cat just sits around watching TV in the easy chair, on easy street. |
Ramblings about RV's and RV life...
I was reading with sadness, about the latest update in the RV couple that is missing in Canada since July 2010. Visit their Facebook page with details about the reward and disappearance. Maybe you know someone who knows someone who saw something...
Lyle, 78, and Marie, 77, left their St. Albert home on July 3. They planned to arrive in their RV in Abbotsford, B.C. on July 10, but the couple never made it to their destination.
The McCanns were last seen fuelling up their motorhome in St. Albert. Two days later, their RV was found engulfed in flames near the Minnow Lake campground, 20 km east of Edson. A few days later, the SUV they were towing was discovered near Carrot Creek, 30 km east of Edson.
For some reason, I've been following this story since it happened in July. I guess, as a fulltimer living in my motorhome, I am always concerned about safety. My own personal theory is that they may have stopped to help someone in need, only to be ambushed by the same. It came to me in a dream. I can't explain how or why I would dream such a thing.Peace be with you, now on to happier news...
Fleetwood RV Opens Online Registration for its 'Circle Your Wagons in Shawnee' National Rally The Company's third annual owner event will be held at the Heart of Oklahoma Expo Center in Shawnee, Okla. from June 25-29, 2011.
FMA4Fun.com which redirects to FleetwoodMotorhomeAssoc.Org is free to join. Yes FREE. It is wholly sponsored by Fleetwood so there are NO dues. That is refreshing. I was wondering how I never heard of this before, but also read that it wasn't formed until 2007. I guess word is slow to get out, because I thought I had done tons of research on my Fleetwood before buying it. Pass the word along to other Fleetwood owners. They can join for free.
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