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AM I THE ONLY ONE. . . who suffers from CRS (can’t remember s!!t)

We all joke about our memory or lack thereof and I’m no exception, but I’m pushing 80 and it’s no longer a joking matter.  It’s getting worse.  We watch a lot of TV these days.  Too much, if the truth be known, but we’re not as active as we once were and watching TV doesn’t take a lot of effort.  Well, that is, unless I’m riding my exercise bike in front of the TV, which I don’t remember to do nearly often enough.

I mention TV watching in connection with my memory because it’s gotten to the point where from time to time, I find myself watching something that I’ve already watched.  Generally, I don’t remember it, but Sweetie will call me on it.

We usually have close to 100 hours of interesting programs stored up, so when we sit down to watch TV there is always something that we are interested in, stored there waiting for us to watch it.  Once we’ve watched it, if I remember, I’ll delete it so we won’t get caught watching it again.

My memory travails aren’t limited to TV viewing.  I don’t remember names very well.  I always used to know someone’s face, if I’d met them before, but I couldn’t always put a name to the face.  Nowadays, I often don’t remember the face, or the name.  That can be embarrassing.

We live in a community of 462 condominiums.  I’ve been here a little over 8 years.  You’d think, by now, I’d have gotten to know quite a few of those people.  NOT!  If I’m being optimistic, I could probably match the name to the face of maybe 25 or 30 of them.  I cover for my bad memory by almost always saying “Hi Neighbor,” rather than try to come up with their name.  After all these years, I think some of them are starting to tumble to my methods, but I figure calling them neighbor is better than calling them by the wrong name.

A few years back, we bought one of those Apple Alexa contraptions.  Soon, Sweetie figured out that we could set reminders on Alexa.  Now we use her all the time to remind us of this or that.  We just tell her to set a reminder for whatever day, time and what to remind us of….  “Alexa, set a reminder in 15 minutes to move the clothes from the washer to the dryer.”  “Alexa, set a reminder every Monday at 6PM, Poker Night.”

Later, Sweetie managed to get our computer calendar to be recognized by Alexa and now she tells us about all of those important reminders from our computer calendar too.

Nowadays, we have Alexa remind us of all sorts of things.  With a memory like mine, this modern marvel has become indispensable, I really don’t know what I’d do without it. 

Now, it seems, all I have to remember is to tell Alexa to remind me of all those important things, such as to eat my lunch, brush my teeth, or take a shower.

Gramps use’ta say
©R.L.King2012 #500

About: Marriage
“It’s rare to hear any husband say, ‘I was wrong.’

But you’ll never hear him say,
….‘You were right.’ ”

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AM I THE ONLY ONE . . .who suffers from road rage when grocery shopping?

To recognize that we have been posting to this blog for 5 years, I am sharing the post I made on 9/1/2018 when we started this journey

CART RAGE
By Donna Hale Chandler

I think we would all benefit from some Grocery Cart Driver’s Training.  Perhaps the following rules could be considered:

  1. Drive your cart on the right side of the aisle, just as you keep your car on the right side of the road (at least I hope you do). If you’re on the wrong side of the aisle and try to play ‘chicken’ with me, you will lose every time.
  2. Do not leave your cart alone, particularly if you’ve parked in slap dab in the middle of the aisle, while you go in search of an item. (My suggestion when you see an abandoned cart is to push it to the next aisle so the owner has to look for it.)
  3. If you are a senior citizen, as I am, do NOT shop on the week-end. This is when working mothers’ are trying to shop for their children’s lunch items.  Seniors, we’ve got all week to grocery shop – stay home on Saturday.
  4. Ladies, leave the hubby home when you shop. Or at least confine him to the car to wait for you.  Ask yourself, is he really helpful?  Does he do anything other than push the cart –down the middle of the aisle, by the way – and stand in the way as you’re examining every ketchup bottle on the shelf?  The line behind you is getting longer while hubby waits for permission for to move on.
  5. Keep your visits short when you run into your neighbor. Go home and chat with them.  People are waiting to get past.  Don’t pretend you don’t see them.

I’m sure the list of Rules for Grocery Cart Driving could be extensive.  Do you have something that you would like to add to the list?  Perhaps we can start up our own school.

P.S. During the Covid Pandemic, I began having groceries delivered. That was 2020. It is now 2023 and I still have gone into a grocery store. I strongly suggest delivery instead of Card Rage.

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AM I THE ONLY ONE . . . who enjoys reminiscing from time to time?

Continuing to reminisce about the five-year anniversary of this blog, I offer this repeat performance.  This poem was first posted to this site in September of 2018

I AM
©By: R.L.King

I’ve served my country, my state, my county and town,
wherever there was need,,, I have been found.

I’ve been a politician, a policeman, a fireman and a soldier,
whenever there was burden,,, I’ve lent a shoulder.

There’ve been many ups, and as many downs,
no matter the circumstances, I’ve been around…

…I am Respect

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I’ve been through marriage, followed by child birth.
Time to time, I’ve questioned my worth.

Death has taken parents, spouses, daughters and sons,
believe me there were times, life just wasn’t much fun.

Often we stumble, as we seek new direction,
yet life goes on as new paths beckon…

…I am Love

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I’ve traveled the seas, seeking new shores,
fought numerous battles, survived many wars.

I’ve been through the great tsunami, many lives lost
and witnessed Katrina,,,    I know the cost.

I’ve survived the great Chicago fire, riots in Detroit   …and LA,
the stress of cancer   …and oh,,, by-the-way…

 …I am Hope

…My time has come!

…I shall endure

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AM I THE ONLY ONE . . .  who enjoys a little “OUR TIME” regularly?


Every since we first lived together, Sweetie and I have always set aside a half hour each afternoon for a little “our time.”   A busy lifestyle often finds you too preoccupied to make time for each other.  Being retired, neither of us were all that busy when we finally got together, but never-the-less, we made a pact that we’d always take that little patch of “our time.” 

We pour ourselves a glass of wine, or as more recently has been the case, a good stiff glass of bourbon, for me, and a well portioned glass of vodka, for her, then we take up residence on the back porch for a half hour of time sharing with each other.  We’ll talk about things like, “What are you reading? Heard any good jokes lately? You think we’re gonna be affected by the storm they’re talking about on the news? Should we lay in extra supplies just in case? Actually, anything that comes to mind might be part of our conversation.

It really doesn’t matter what we talk about, its the fact that we make the time to talk. Every day! We’ve been together for 15 years now and there have been times when we’ve made allowances for bad weather, or illness, but all in all I doubt if we’ve missed more than a couple dozen “Our Times.”

OUR TIME
©By: R.L.KingFrom the book Memories & Time ©2017

She always keeps me laughing when we’re enjoying our time
and it makes me ever so happy I always get to call her mine.

We will have our time every morning with coffee and a bagel
as we read our morning paper from opposite sides of the table.

Then there’ll be more our time as we head off to the pool
or maybe have a snack on one of our local bar stools.

Every single doctor’s appointment, whether hers or mine
we’ll find a way to turn it into a little more our time.

We always set the appointment to coincide with our lunch,
not that we’re always hungry, we just like eating out a bunch.

And at our afternoon happy hour, which we call our time
we’ll spend a few moments together, sipping some wine.

We’ll have more our time each evening when it’s our time for TV
unless there’s some other place, we might want our time to be.

Whether at home or a restaurant, I come up the winner
when we enjoy more our time, eating that evening’s dinner.

She always keeps me laughing when we’re enjoying our time
and it makes me ever so happy I always get to call her mine.

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Gramps use’ta say
R.L.King2012 #251

About: Assertiveness

If ya ain’t a gittin,,,, yer gettin got.

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AM I THE ONLY ONE . . .who sometimes gets angry with my computer?

Frazzled does not quite describe the feeling when suddenly your computer goes blank and the sick feeling in your stomach tells you that your work has gone to the Great Unknown Ozone

WHEN WRITING GOES MISSING
By: Donna Chandler

Writing our thoughts and ideas
can be therapeutic and fun.
Some days the words flow quickly.
Some days I feel downright dumb.

I tend to make lots of lists,
a list of ideas, a list of things to do.
If one searched through my computer,
one would find my lists are more than a few.

In my trusty reliable computer
my writing and my lists are safely stored.
Occasionally though hair is pulled and tears flow
when a power glitch erases my work for ever more.

We’ve come a long way from the #2 pencil
and large yellow legal pad.
But when computer gremlins come a calling
those old days don’t seem so bad.

Losing your work to an electric blip
may make you think you’re in pain.
Take a deep breath, grit your teeth,
gather your thoughts and begin again.

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