now, the sad thing is....

 I won't be around much for the next few days because....my charger is toast!  I think it the cord got bent, and it started getting finicky, then I saw a spark, and yeah, it needs to be replaced before it fries my whole MacBook.  So, when we run out of charge, we won't be blogging anymore until Amazon comes through!

Can I ask a really snarky question?  Since when did this rule change or disappear:

If you can't say something nice to someone, don't say it at all.

No reason, just wondering.

I guess I'm just shocked...

As Linda so wisely pointed out, we aren't perfect.  I say a lot of stupid things, and am a very silly girl indeed, life is one amazing ride.   It's actually beyond me why anyone reads what I write, in the first place, as I have no structure to speak of, and I jump from thing to thing in randomness.   

But, the vehemence, the absolute meanness, wow.  My girls aren't surprised, they say that's how social media is, full of hate comments.  No wonder the young people are having mental health issues!  I can say I don't care what people think of me, and that is a somewhat true statement, in that I find that I DO care, but work with it, and let it go, does that make sense?  It affects me, yet I don't want to be effected by it.  

I know better than to let it into my heart, to be depressed by it, but these young people, it breaks my heart to think this is the world they are growing up in, where this is considered normal behavior.  To disagree is fine, it's part of life, it's natural, because we AREN'T cut from the same cookie cutter, it's what makes life so fun and interesting!  But the finger-pointing and name calling and blaming, wow.  I guess I've lived a sheltered existence.

Anyway, this is a really good day.  The sun is still shining here, while north of is is getting hammered with Lake Effect snow!  It's coming here later, I think, along with really cold temperatures.  It's cozy in here, Paul has been making fires in the wood-burner stove, makes it toasty.  

Last evening, I made bacon for dinner...it was beautiful  bacon. It was low-sodium, and very little fat, it fried up like fake bacon, in a commercial.  I couldn't smell a thing.  I sprinkled it with coarse ground pepper, which I also couldn't smell.  I put some on my tongue, nothing.  I made some eggs, and some toast from Ezekial bread, put a tiny bit of raspberry jam on a slice, and ate it with my eggs, my ghost-y eggs.  It is so weird, to have the texture of the food but not the taste!  The bacon was still good though, maybe I just have a good imagination and a good memory ha.  

In the big scheme of things, this is nothing, to lose taste and smell.  At least we have good nutritious food to eat!  And I've been trying to make myself drink coffee without cream for a while now, finally maybe I'll lose a bit of weight again...I've gotten stuck, one meal a day most days, low carb, very little to no sugar, I should be thin as a rail, but no, not me.  It's the cream in the coffee, I think.  But stuck I was, because I've given up everything else, stay away from my cream!  Now, though, why even bother?

I have always known that I value and appreciate food, as I do most things in life, treasure every delicious bite...so it's a very real thing to be saddened by the loss of that experience.   "Eat to live, don't live to eat" is a popular saying among enlightened dieters, with more self control than me.  I can't say I actually "live to eat", but...well, I LOVE my meals!  I'm a piggy-pie, I am.  

I'm going to sign off now, and stay off the laptop for a few days, unless Amazon comes through and delivers the cord earlier....have a really good day, and stay warm....