3 Peeves

Name your top three pet peeves.

People who chew with their mouth open or loudly. It’s just flat out disgusting and the sound makes my stomach queasy.

People that obsessively chew on their fingers. Also disgusting and is probably equivalent to chewing on raw chicken. Barf!

Toilet paper, either not put on the holder, or put on the wrong direction is my last. Come on people, it always flows from over the top. If you’re putting it on so it comes from the bottom, you are a serial killer.

~P.

She jumped for joy

Who are your current most favorite people?

My current favorite person is the young lady walking along the road, on my way to visit a friend. She jumped up and down and started running, and in my head it was for joy.

Joy in finding the right song during her walk

Joy and maybe news from someone she was speaking to.

It doesn’t really matter because for that instant she was my favorite person.

Sailboat and RV Bound

How do you want to retire?

Clothing optional

Sailing the high seas on a sailboat has never been an idea I had for retirement. but in 2020, it’s suddenly became some thing we’re planning for, and all my husband’s idea.

Sailing grew on me quickly. I love it!

Fun in the sun on the sailboat ⛵️

We have the RV, but will need to wait for the boat. I haven’t decided if this is a great idea. Sometimes living in a house just isn’t big enough.

And then being stuck out at sea for days, weeks, even MONTHS!!

Could get ugly. 🤪

~P.

What does practice mean?

Do you practice religion?

Religion has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. My family has attended services since I was born. That tiny church was in a rural setting, where everyone knew each other, and probably their business too.

You know I’m right.

As an adult, I attended a large church for a few years with my husband and children. We got to know a few people but, as a friend were invited to join us once said, “It’s like God -The Machine” with so many attendees.

He was impressed with the drum kit the church owned. It was much like a concert, the opposite of my childhood church where we would watch people drift off to sleep, then snap their head back up, cause God was watching us all.

Once Covid hit, we stopped attending and haven’t returned since.

Do I still have my faith? Yes.

Do I get angry at God? Yes.

I ask forgiveness for that. G

God and I are good and I thank that alien in the sky daily for all provided.

~P.

Gift You Didn’t Request

Unwanted gifts from the ex that make you say, “hmmmm.”

She’s noted her stay at YCP TWICE! She refers to prison as camp.

A self-help book arrived in the mail for my husband from his ex-wife. Trust me, he is never interested in her gifts, no matter how thoughtful she thinks she is being. Cost over $10 to ship this surprise.

Keep in minds… she previously texted him all the reasons he should divorce me, starting with, I am a whore. 🙄

The craziest thing about this gifted book is she highlighted sections, redacted words and sections, and even cut out pages and an entire chapters titled, “When Hurt Hits Home” and “Ex is Remarrying” something my husband and I did in 2015.

Where those missing pages of help?

She only wants him to get the self help she highlighted, taking plenty out that she didn’t agree with! I swear she thinks he should take her back, as she says she’s still faithful to him. 😳

Where’s the rest of the book?! 🤷🏻‍♀️

Who does this!?!

Crazy does. 😵‍💫

~P.

Visitor Ignored

Have you ever went to visit someone and they ignored you?

They say they want you to visit, but they do something completely different with other friends, right in front of you. Video games or hang outside while they vape weed or nicotine.

They decide to go somewhere to eat, but you just ate. Didn’t know eating out was going to be an option.

You sit off to the side, bored, wondering why you were told to come over. You didn’t expect others to be there, chatting away about things you don’t understand and don’t want to. You went from being the priority, to forgotten package in a side bin.

They’re all chill. You leave and vow that’s the last time.

Will it be?

~P.

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Nope to broke

Have you ever broken a bone?

While I’ve never broken a bone, I ruptured my left Achilles tendon on January 19, which I’m told is far worse.

Yeah me, being that overachiever at all things.

Photo 3/16/23 is after my cast was removed and stitches snipped. Everything seemed to be going well.

A few weeks passed and I picked up an infection. The doctor’s didn’t act fast enough or maybe I should’ve pushed more for immediate care, but it got out of control.

April 24 deep infection

The internal (dissolvable) stitches forced their way out tendon, releasing 70% of what had been repaired. They did a second surgery.

The removal of these stitches was horrific. I cried.

After the surgery and 2 weeks of the cast, the stitches and cast were removed. I had only 30% attachment but the doctors are quick to say it could grow stronger through scar tissue build up. Doesn’t that sound so reassuring?

I made it to the beach this past weekend to attend my friends wedding. I’m just starting to walk again now in late May. Praying and staying positive to be able to one day do all the fun activities I love.

I might skip long-board skating in the future. But, maybe not!

Not broken, just on the slightly damaged shelf for now…

Pattie

Hanging with the Hulk in Ocean City, MD.

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Bird Watching: the cat and I enjoy watching the birds. I admire their beauty and grace, and Cinder thinks, snackable.