
At the farm with three new calves.
Will the red cow eat us? lol.

At the farm with three new calves.
Will the red cow eat us? lol.

Getting ready to build a Christmas tree on my head.
Yes, joint pain in your hands not your favourite Acapulco gold marijuana stuff? But for all I know it may help as well.
But I have rheumatoid arthritis, actually they diagnosed me with that in my late teens. However, that I am running into my seventies, my pain generally overwhelms me with the dampness. For sure it’s a weather condition.
I tell people I’m allergic to the cold when they ask are you allergic to anything, yes the cold they giggle, thinking I’m being funny, it’s not funny-the cold super hurts-hurts my skin, hurts my bones!
One could say I’m allergic to the cold and dampness because it hurts like hell.
So here’s my story.
I was always taking some form of Gluten Sulphate, then getting tired of taking pills I quit for many years and taking the pain.
But then comes a day when the pills are necessary and you take them whether you like them or not. But then I started to take just recently, vitamin D a drop a day and I did this for quite a while still taking magnesium and glucosamine sulphate, with no pain at all, yay!
So I stopped taking the magnesium and glucosamine sulphate believing all I needed were the drops 😁. Yippee, pill free for a month!
UNTIL 😳🫣😭😭😭 out of the blue-my hands hurt like someone smashed them using a hammer. It was extremely painful just to make a fist. The ring finger on my right hand would not bend without the feeling of bursting. On the left hand it was my pointer finger screaming at me.
So I went from Yippee, yay, to OUCHWHY? within a month or two? Can’t remember. But I started back taking the pills😩
So that my vitamin D drops emptied, I started too take a teaspoon of cod liver oil and my magnesium and my glutamine sulphate and drink more water for about six weeks before the pain subsided.
I can at least make a fist, with a tiny bit of pain in my ring finger my left pointer, still feels a little swollen——we won’t do that again !! rheumatoid arthritis is nothing to play around with. I guess I have to take all that stuff forever, the pain is too intense now without taking the stuff. Hey I saw a movie once called “The stuff.” Was it with young Scott Bloom.
Need to sleep.

I take two everyday, and my pain has dwindled to clear ish. lol.
Joint ease bones not marijuana lol.
We all have a story and there is no “I” in we, and I have a story too, and you can read it in this book. When you want something you can’t have, stay back or die.

Do you lose track of time? I do, when I do certain things. I can guarantee hours, several hours have passed, like a trick is being played on me with something messing with the clocks. But no. The time reading on every clock in the house read the same with exceptions of a minute or two faster.
How is this possible that time slips away without a tiny hand tapping on my shoulder, “you-who, time to pee, or time to eat or time to give it a rest. It’s time to start supper or catch the bus. Hello?
But it all depends on the activities keeping me in this trance of time loop. Where there is nothing concerning time. What time? Time for what? Forget the time. I’m having a good time or I would spend no time.
Oh boy changing a room around has no bearings for time. Before I, know it, It’s getting dark out and I am close to finishing? When all along it did not seem that long a time. But in the end the whole room is washed and clean and changed. I got all the time in the world. Lol
Then the most silliest thing ever. Getting ready to leave the house for an event. I kill time. I cause time. I exploite time. Then I have to find time to straighten up the clutter I just created looking for the correct clothing just to walk out the door. There is no time left . . .RUN! “You missed the bus again.”
I can’t say cooking and dishes and tidying up, I’m fast at that. Possibably an expert by now, starting at the age of nine, no time wasted at all.
Okay, The master activitity killing any time given me is typing.
As you type as I type, time is not a factor or a reality. As the matter of fact it is the last thing on my mine or not at all. Before I know it, it is bedtime. LOL. Not all the time. But pretty darn close ot it.
AS YOU TYPE, do you lose your mind and all time? I do.
On what subject(s) are you an authority?
Subjects by authority eh.
Well, being raised with eight other kids learning the difference between right and wrong was taught by leather belts, sticks, hands and knuckles, with rules never to be broken henceforth we were subject to authority.
Being raised up like this until the age where you are now to old to get hit, of course adding to that fact, the rules are set and the difference between right and wrong are inevitable enough you don’t step outside of the learning. But now for the people around you?
Oh bother. It’s never a pretty sight.
April 25,2025 Where Is The Sun Today?
I have seen a black cat on the road.
I was driving along when out of nowhere a Black Cat ran across the street in front of my vehicle. Of course this sent a shock wave through my body like someone dumped a massive tub of ice cold water on my hot head.
I did not kill the cat, I did not go off the road. But my face went from just being me to that of someone just jumping off a nail yelling no OUCH! But whispering, “awe a black cat.”
Then my mind spewed out superstitious quotes, “if a black cat walks in front of you, something bad will happen. If you walk under a ladder someone will get hurt. If you say Bloody-Mary three times in the mirror-she will get you and kill your friends.”
Then Still driving and thinking about that cat, my head followed this house at the end of the road. Well I could not help but to say, “That’s a stupid place to put a house. Anybody can drive off the road right into the living room or what ever it is.”
Then I thought a bit about the cat and thought, As if. No such thing. I continued onward to the store.
In the store I got what I needed paid, got back in my car and headed home.
Is it the end? NO On my way home lots of red lights and trucks and a police car or two? Were all outside that stupid home at the end of the street.
Did I do that? Was It The Superstitious thinking? Or was it that Black Cat on the road?
So am I superstitious? Na I walk under ladders SOMETIMES lol and the roads were icy that night, It was winter.
Oh yes, drop a fork a woman will visit, drop a knife a man will visit.
There is another saying but I can only remember the ending about kissing a fool. They are all old wives tales anyway or coincidences.

What is something others do that sparks your admiration?
Achievements
Everybody anybody as long as they have tried and failed, and tried again finally achieving their goal. I have great admiration for them.
I actually have tears of joy. I wonder if it’s because my childhood or even my adulthood I didn’t get to achieve much of anything. I was too busy doing other things that or not given the opportunity to even try.
I mean, dirty, dancing for Pete sakes just because she was able to run and jump up into Patrick Swayze‘s arms. She achieved what she has been trying so hard to do, and I had great admiration for that, and I cried I’m a sucker for admiration and achievements.
It’s a Marvel, and a great wonder to witness somebody’s achievements., sending me waves of admiration, except for the fact that it always makes me cry tears of joy .
The End
What’s the hardest decision you’ve ever had to make? Why?
Sometimes decisions are not as hard as we think they are, or we make them out to be. I love you so much that’s what made it hard to leave thee.
You had so many girlfriends, you said I could never be your friend yet you married me, why?
Hmm, had known this, I would not have married you, but I loved you.
I loved you so very much, so it made it hard for me to run away-this the decision I made at the age of 23-made it hard for me, but you didn’t love me and like you said, you thought it was a good idea at the time.
Well now, that made the hard decision a little easier for me so I ran away, but still waited for you to come for me. You knew where I was.

We all make mistakes in life, but do we learn?
What is your all time favorite automobile?
One time I drove a brand new car off the lot, it was a Buick LeSabre, limited edition-was a Skylark.
It was a beautiful sky blue and I had her for 14 years. Man she was a great car with cruise control and soft seats.
Man I loved that car and actually went into crybaby mode when I had to let her go.
Beautiful skylark.
What skills or lessons have you learned recently?
What is this? Granted. Guaranteed. A sure thing. Is there such a thing? Yes. But there are rules applied. And if you do not adhere to said rules, well you may end up out of stock unless you do not understand what you are granted or guaranteed.
I recently learned a valuable lesson. Actually, I learned it a little too late. I did not read the rules. I just believed what I was reading guaranteed three, start. you will be granted three… not so at all.
Had I have researched and read the rules I would’ve found out there were elements of certain distrustful details unknown to all us trustful players. Now deep in, and not wanting to stop-knowing all that you put in would be lost. 😡 so you carry on still…reaching for this granted guarantee without more or any insightful knowledge as to what is really happening.
Like gamblers it’s a disease, it gets in your skin, you want it one more time-one more try, it doesn’t matter how many times you lose or how many times you fail, because there is one more chance. So we dive back in believing in this, granted and guarantee.
Get out now! I can’t, it would’ve been all for nothing.
The lesson is definitely do not believe in guarantees do not believe in granted unless you read the fine print-it all comes down to the fine, print, lesson learned.
The President of the United States of America, gave NASA go ahead to land on Mars at no cost, sending three top astronauts along with 5 crew members, to search for water.
Due to negligence, a blast sending RED DUST throughout the universe along with three astronauts, safely landing back on Earth, where three days later mankind is under attack.
FEAR IN THE SKY BEWARE THE NIGHT
Here we meet little SAROPHIA rescued by a bee harvester from the big city-she will end up saving his life along with the rest of humanity-with aid from TEN of the oldest stars from our heavens.
God be with us all.

What will your life be like in three years?
In three years? What will my life be like-in Three years! 😲 oh my will be seventy.
Wow-70.
Holy cow seventy. 🤓 I’m going to be 70 in three years. I wonder what that’s going to be like? 🤔
Seventy eh. Lol wow. According to Hoyle, Edmond Hoyle that is-at seventy I will be doing what I am doing right now.
Yessss seventy.
The End.
Is there an age or year of your life you would re-live?
Hmm to relive an age of one’s life…would I choose my childhood or my teenage years or young adult life?
One potato two potato three potato 4. Five potato six potato 7 potato more. If I should choose this way it would be teenage years, which I really didn’t get to live.
By the time I was 15, I was in the children’s Aid. My father fought to get me out, successfully at the age of 17 1/2. But I was given two choices by society standards. Stay in the children’s aid and they will put me through school or go home with my father and work. I choose my father.
As a young adult I was in love-breathtaking love. So in keeping that it will have to be my early years needing to be re-lived. Oh my.
From the age of four-months to the age of 17 & 1/2. Would need to be rearranged, that’s a lot of work to go through to change all the bad to good and getting educated properly along the way. Yeah. To relive those years and all the fun in between? I’d just come out WAY more smarter, allowing me to understand life and how to live with other people.
Never getting run over by horse and buggy- never being run down – never being hit by car then hit by car the very day you get out from hospital? Never being molested – never being beat!
So let’s play it again Sam. Throw it at me.
The End.
Oh wait a minute… what if I choose to re-live these years and there is no such things as change! 😱🤕😤.
What ever. Let’s play it again Sam.
How much would you pay to go to the moon?
To take the bus here, the cost is three dollars to travel around this city, of course you will need transfers using the same $3.00 paid in the first place.
The bus is rather safe, until winter -where the roads are quiet slippery at times and the driver forgets it is indeed winter.
As for the moon…I would never ever pay anything to go to the moon, freedom is way more valuable than a trip to the moon. So my answer is, nothing. Not one red cent. Besides there is absolutely nothing up there that I am interested in seeing.
Zip zilch Pau de pesos.
The beauty in the trees is enough to keep me here on earth.
The End.
What was the hardest personal goal you’ve set for yourself?
I believe I was eleven-years of age when I was asked, “if you had a million dollars what would you do,” and without any hesitation I said, “ I will have hundreds of babies and love them the way I wish mommy loved me.”
Sure they all laughed at me. “That’s dumb,” they said, “I’m going to buy my own fishing rod.” Yeah a lot of stuff like that was mentioned, we were kids sooo.
As it turned out, when I reached my teenage years my monthly period had become extremely difficult, causing me to vomit for two to three days at a time keeping me bedridden for four days while the loss of blood became a problem, and the pain was unbearable enough that my dad took me to a doctor who in turn put me on birth control pills. In the end not only did this doctor put me on the strongest pill on the market? This pill caused me to have surgery.
When I woke from this operation they told me that sadly I may never have children.😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😱 “Oh yeah?” I refused this and prayed and talked and cried and called into the Lord everyday begging and asking for children.
Shortly after my boyfriend and I married. Every year he would promise a child telling me to work hard and sign over my paycheques to him where he would save all the money up for the year to afford a baby-only he did not want children, he wanted woofers, motorcycles and new albums.
Eventually he started leaving me alone while he went bar hopping having the time of his life. I finally confronted him about his actions and he denied it all, eventually I ran away getting a divorce through the newspaper. Lol. Hilarious these French Judges.
So I’m now free to start again at the age of 23, after four years of signing over my paycheque to a husband who had no respect for me and now living with my mom who said, “come live here and take a year off.”
Then days later living at my mom’s house. I am introduced to my siblings friends, where we all went out for some drinks and dancing. Yes my mom too along with her man, at the same time I’m just not into it, I wanted a life with children.
But my family is persistent and would NOT LEAVE ME ALONE. So out we went. Long story short my goal came into existence, Bahahaha. I won’t get into the specifics and you can read into the story anything you wish, but I ended up with child, the happiest day of my life, reaching my one and only goal.
I married the guy and had two more babies. It’s not a hundred babies- a little far fetched, but it was my goal and I did it. Well with help. 🤓 lol.
The End.
What’s your #1 priority tomorrow?
As for myself when tomorrow comes it will be early enough.
Eleven more hours and 15 minutes it will be one o’clock in the morning, which technically is tomorrow. But this is way to early in the morning-where in my country, we are still sleeping, or going to sleep or they are working what we call, the night shift, while many other people drink themselves into a stoop until the wee hours of the morning, tomorrow.
As for myself when tomorrow comes it will be early enough for me to say, “good morning sunshine.” And this my people is and will always be my number one priority. To wake up. To witness the glorious beauty of each day, then after that… wake the kids, feed them, prepare the lunches and making sure they are dressed and brushed ready to walk them to the school bus. After that…clean and do laundry then make them supper.
I guess in retrospect my #1 priority tomorrow will be the children and the day after that and the day after that…yeah they are my sunshine.