Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
We have houseguests from Canada, friends who we've not seen for 20 years! Can you imagine what my days are like?
Yeah, no time to blog "seriously". I'm on my lunch break and is able to cruise to Rachel's where I found this link. Played a while and this is the result:
|What Your Soul Really Looks Like|
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Sisters Mary Catherine, Maria Theresa, Katherine Marie, Rose Frances, & Mary Kathleen left the Convent on a trip to St. Patrick's Cathedral in New York City and were sight-seeing on a Tuesday in July. It was hot and humid in town and their traditional garb was making them so uncomfortable, they decided to stop in at Patty McGuire's Pub for a cold soft drink. Patty had recently added special legs to his barstools, which were the talk of the fashionable eastside neighborhood. All 5 Nuns sat up at the bar and were enjoying their Cokes when Monsignor Riley and Father McGinty entered the bar through the front door. They, too, came for a cold drink when they were shocked and almost fainted at what they saw. GIVE US A SENSE OF HUMOR LORD, GIVE US THE GRACE TO SEE A JOKE, TO GET SOME HUMOR OUT OF LIFE , AND PASS IT ON TO OTHER FOLKS...............................................
Saturday, June 16, 2007
If the new American father feels bewildered and even defeated, let him take comfort from the fact that whatever he does in any fathering situation has a fifty percent chance of being right. - Bill Cosby -
Friday, June 15, 2007
These are photos of my eyes. Yes, my right and left eyes! Beautiful, aren't they? The different colors don't mean I wear colored contact lenses. Have never and I don't think I will ever in my lifetime. The golden one is the photo in full color. The rest are the black-and-white shots. Very interesting, hah?
My eye doctor explains to me that in color, he can not tell where the troubles in my eyes are. In black and white, the veins are highlighted and show where the possible culprit is. The two upper shots were taken as soon as I started "posing" for the technician. You know, chin and forehead perched on half-moon cups ? The rest were taken at second intervals after I was injected intravenously with a yellow dye, which incidentally, might turn me into a yellow humanoid for 24 hours. The injection was at the bend of my left elbow and after a split second the dye had already spread through the veins in my eyes. That, I think, is incredibly scary. The width and brightness of the veins indicate the amount of dye and the rate that it spreads within my circulatory system. The shots were taken within, I would say, 20 seconds, or even less!
Notice the white spots that look like chalazae? Those are the centers or connectors (I wish I can remember all the technical terms I heard the doctor mentioned!). The rounder ones are undamaged, the wider one shows some damage that caused an irregularity, the doctor suspects, that might have come from a stroke that caused a slight clot in a vein thus preventing the continuous flow of blood into my right eye. Such occurence can be caused by elevated blood pressure, and or cholesterol. And, because the doctor wanted to make sure that I didn't need an eye operation, I had my eyes: dilated three times, poured with numbing liquid, yes, three times, checked for pressure twice. Plus I had to click on a mouse everytime I "see" a light flashing around a dot, while my eyes, one at a time, stared at that one dot of light! For eternity, as if.... Oh, I almost forgot: I had to wear an eye mask (a la Pirate of the Carribean) to test how many letters I can see from a chart 20 feet away, twice! I was also told that my sight will not go back to normal neither will it improve with prescription glasses but I will, in due time, adjust to it. Very reassuring, eh?
Five hours of staring, eye-widening, eye numbing, eye-poking, etc. would have been more unbearable if not for the technicians and a physician equipped with great senses of humor!!
And, if ordered, I will do it all over again as long as I don't have to see an eye surgeon!
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Friday, June 08, 2007
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
Dan's Slice of WryIAn 8-year-old girl went to her father, who was working in the yard. She asked him, "Daddy, what is sex?" The father was surprised that she would ask such a question, but decided that if she was old enough to ask, then she was old enough to get a straight answer.He proceeded to tell her all about the "birds and the bees." When he finished explaining, the little girl was staring at him with her mouth hanging open. The father asked her, "Why did you ask?"The little girl replied, "Mom told me to tell you that dinner would be ready in a couple of secs."IISpeedy Morris was the basketball coach and his team was having a great season. One morning he was shaving and the phone rang. His wife answered it and said the Sports Illustrated wanted to talk to him.Coach Morris was excited that his team was apparently about to receive national recognition. He was so excited that he cut himself with his razor.Covered with blood and shaving lather and running downstairs to the phone, he tripped and fell down the stairs. He made it to the phone and breathlessly said, "Hello?"The voice on the other end said, "Mr. Morris, for just a dollar and a half an issue, we can give you a one-year subscription to Sports Illustrated."