If you’ve missed Bogie’s blog, you should go read it. With all the HooHaw in Congress about this case in Florida, she has chosen to make her feeling known about not wanting to be maintained by machines.
Bogie, I totally agree with you. It’s unbearable to think that someone would choose to keep my body alive when I was unable to speak for myself. DO NOT RESUSCITATE! Do NOT let machines do the work for my body. I know it’s hard to pull the plug, so don’t let them hook me up.
I want it on record that I think Congress has overstepped it’s bounds in this case. There was no call for them to step in, and I feel that it’s cruel to maintain her this way.
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What ARE They??
I got to play outside today, for the first time since last Fall. I raked an area where some bulbs will be coming up shortly, and then went to clean the flower gardens along the sidewalk. I cut back ornamental grass and spent plants, and hacked back part of the vinca that’s trying to take over the garden. I have crocus in bloom, and lilies, tulips and daffodils are pushing their way up through the soil. The iris are greening up, and I’ve moved the plants I wintered over to rest at the edge of the sidewalk.
I rested for a moment as I finished loading up the wheelbarrow, and a noise caught my attention. A flock of birds were passing over the house. I watched until they were out of sight and then went looking for the bird books because I don’t have the faintest idea what they were!
To Gather or Not To Gather
Usually this time of year I am running around trying to put my house into order, so that we can host my family for Easter Dinner. I try to get to my Spring cleaning early, and we work out how many tables to set up and decorate.
Sick Kitty, Part I
We’ve been down this road recently. I told you that Ed, our obstreperous black cat, duked it out about two weeks ago, and came home battered. The Doc gave him the once over and sent us to the pharmacy for antibiotics. Unfortunately, the dingbat of a pharmacist used a FRUIT flavored liquid antibiotic overlaid with the WORST tuna flavor, to make the most wretched concoction I’ve ever smelled. Ed must have thought so, too, because we got less than half the meds down his throat.
Virtuosity
I’m feeling very virtuous tonight!
I am a terrible procrastinator, as you’ll see if you read further down. I’m pleased to announce that I have just about pulled together the information for my 2004 taxes!
I used to hand the material over to my CPA about ten days before the taxes were due, and she NEVER chewed me out. Because she is so kind to me, each year I have tried to gather the information earlier than the previous year.
This year, she and I have agreed to do a swap. I’ll go pick up the corporate taxes before the fifteenth of March, and I’ll hand her our personal taxes. Wow! One WHOLE MONTH before the deadline!
I wonder if WichiDude would say “Virtuosity happens”? Dear Husband would!
Birding
The red-winged blackbirds have returned. My mother is now watching for the robins. As we run errands, we’re checking the ponds for the egrets. It’s MUCH too soon for them to be back, but we’re eager to see them.
I noticed that three of the ponds to the east of us are abnormally high. This is the first year we’ve had muskrats in those ponds, and today I realized that the water is creeping up the sides of their reed lodges. Since we haven’t had an unusual amount of rain in the past month, I wonder if the outflow pipe for the ponds is blocked.
Satisfaction
There is something so completely satisfying about finishing a project. I generally keep a running list in the back of my mind about all that needs to be done around the house, the gardens, in the office and for my mother. When the list gets too long, I start putting it on paper.
I’ve been making paper lists of things in the office lately, so I knew that it was time to get to some of the things that have been bothering me.
Warning….
Save early and often.
You can’t hear those words often enough!
I had an entry all set to go, and hit the wrong button, and lost the entire thing.
Drat!
Why do things like that happen when you’re tired and need to go to bed??
Never mind. Asked and answered.
Change
“All things change; nothing perishes.” Ovid
All together now. Let’s hear it: I DON’T LIKE CHANGE!
Yeah….I’ve said it so many times that you probably think it’s my mantra. I’m willing to let the world have all the excitement while here in my nest, things remain on an even keel.
At least, that’s what I would prefer. But no matter how I try, I can’t prevent things from changing around me. Just the fact that I’ve had the good fortune to wake up each morning means that I’ve changed. My family has changed, my job has changed. I’ve even changed husbands, and my pets have changed.
Now, my home is going to change.
Resolutions
YES!!! I GOT MY PERM!