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 One writer's journey |
 She sat down at her old wooden desk, pen at the ready. Her thoughts raced. What shall I write today? Tilting her head to the side, a small smile tugged at the corner of her mouth before enveloping her delicate face. The purple ink began to fill the once blank sheet, each stroke a labor of pure joy as the words flowed from her mind, her heart, her very soul.  My Dreams... to write of romance and endless love to love without boundaries to learn from past mistakes to laugh with all my heart to be the woman I am meant to be  TODAY... I will reach for the stars Will not give up Will give all that I have Dare to dream the impossible dream For anything in this life is possible     <---I am blown away by this    |
With a ligament tear at the knuckle of my ring finger of my right hand, typing has become a right pain in my ass. I am trying to be creative, but damn if I don't keep forgetting about the buddy bands strapped to my pinky and ring finger, and just try typing like normal.  I have never been good at halfway, or hunting and pecking. If I thought my finger looked deformed before wearing these things, it looks worse now. There are definitely indentions where the straps sit, and my knuckle is swollen, but I won't lie—it does feel better having the support. Here's hoping I can keep it up for the next seven weeks  . I've been on an 80s listening kick lately. I long for the past, when the world made sense to me. As far as I can see, every day is a new what in the actual F did he just say? Brain freeze. Who elected this deranged lunatic anyway? |
| It's been hell these past ten days. The good note: I finally saw the hand surgeon today. I tore the ligament in my ring finger on my right hand. Luckily, it will heal and is splinted to my pinky finger for the next 8 weeks. I hate doing reviews and such from my phone, but since I type and text with my index finger, it's probably easier than the laptop. I'm going to test that theory out tomorrow. 2nd injury: Last Monday I was walking out of the kitchen, remembered I forgot to grab something, turned around to head back, and my right leg firmly stayed planted on the floor. Tuesday I was sore, Wednesday too, but not horribly bad. By Friday morning I could hardly walk and the pain was unbearable. I stupidly went into work and only lasted 2 hours. My son had to help me into the house. I started icing my leg, took meds and forced myself to stay off the leg. It was a little better Saturday morning. I decided I had to go to Urgent Care. Before I could do that, I was walking to the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee, and SNAP. Something, a ligament, hell if I know for sure, but it managed to move into place and I could walk pretty well and the pain was gone. It was sore, but I swear it was a miracle. I'm still babying the leg. I'm paranoid, I admit it. But man I feel like I'm injury prone lately. So for anyone I owe a review to, know that I will get there. It's just a slow go for me. Be careful out there, you never know when daily activities will take a negative turn  |
| Prompt: On this day in 1973 the first handheld mobile telephone call was made by an employee of Motorola, who called AT&T's Bell Laboratories. How important is a cell-phone to you? Do you still have a landline phone (telephone wired into your home)? Do you use your phone for more than making phone calls like playing games, taking pictures etc.? I wish I could say my cell phone is unimportant, but I'd be lying through my teeth. Because I run around and get parts, or up to the grocery store or whole sale to grab things at the last minute for the gas station and garage, I have a wallet phone case to carry my driver's license and a credit card so I don't have to drag my purse along with me. It's gotten to the point that if I leave home without my phone, I freak out. It's pretty sad, but that's how it is now. I use my phone for everything—games, texting, WDC, social media, and YouTube. The best part of my cellphone is that WhatsApp lets me talk to my husband's family daily overseas in Lebanon. When I was first married, we could only afford to call once a month for 30 minutes at $150. Now we can send voice notes, video chat, text, and share pictures and videos daily for free. How incredible is that? With one granddaughter and another one on the way, pictures and videos fill up the space on my phone quickly. Because of the added benefit of apps, I can order things for the gas station, like Frito Lay, Cigarettes/Tobacco, water, you name it. I like that I can have my phone in my hand and walk around the store adding things I need instead of making lists, going to my computer, which is in the garage, and ordering that way. It's so convenient. I bank from the phone and deposit checks with the banking app, though I do have to hit the bank for cash deposits still. The one thing I hate most about my cell phone is that it tells me how much time I spend on it weekly. Seriously, I'm well aware and don't need the reminder! Yes, I still have a landline, and I'd love to finally get rid of it, but with the weather the way it is, I think I should keep it. I mean, who else can say they have a rotary telephone in aqua hanging on a wall in their sunroom? It's totally vintage. |
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