Up In Flames

I was watching Dickens' Bleak House on PBS Sunday when suddenly I realised that Dickens wrote about SPONTANEOUS HUMAN COMBUSTION!! How come I didn't know that? Now I'm not a big fan of Dickens, David Copperfield telling his story before he was born just about did me in and, because Dickens used to get paid by the word, there's a heck of a lot unneeded words and sentences in his writing. Remind you of anyone?
So, even though I never read Bleak House I would have thought that I would have run across it somewhere. It's the weird kinda stuff that I like. In fact I watched a whole show about it and not once did anyone mention that Dickens wrote about it. In stead they made it sound as if all the cases of SHC needed electricity as a igniter.
Now, unless I'm more clueless than I think I am, I know that there was no electricity in Dickens time. I'm certain of it because honestly those fingertipless gloves cannot be a fashion statement alone.
I was even more flumbuzled to realize that Dickens even had all the components, greasy soot, blue flames, legs left un burned and the fact that the guy who went up in flames was a boozer.
So I go scurrying into the living room where the husband is partaking of his favorite sport, channel surfing and tell him all excitedly that I just learned that Dickens wrote about Spontaneous Human Combustion. The husband looked at me as if I had suddenly sprouted another head and that head was speaking Urdu, muttered something and went back to his surfing. Older son came upstairs just then and he was even more bumfuzled than I was about the whole SHC thing. The older son and I share a love of the weird. Not so much the younger son but then I guess when you live in a house with a helpful ghost who actaully unlocks the front door for you, Dickens and SHC isn't all that weird.

Home again

I wish Mother Nature would make up her mind with this weather. I don't care if its warmish or cold. I just wish that she could pick one and stick with it. This yoyo weather is playing havoc with my fibro and now it is even hard to breathe. I stayed home again today but got to worrying and then tried to distract myself. So far it seems to be working.
I suppose I'm just impatient and can't wait for things to happen in their own normal way. I want it and I want it NOW. MUst be the Baruca Salt that is in me.
I have finally gotten creative and have been crafting up a storm. Little else to do when it hurts to do everything else. That does take my mind off the pain. It's funny, I have pain but there is nothing really wrong with me to cause the pain other than my wiring. Good lord, If I have to hurt, I'd like something to be causing it, instead of some vague syndrome or however fibro is caterorized. I'd also like to be able to spell. What good is spell check if you mis-spell a word so badly even spell check scratches its head and says 'huh?'.
But never fear, no one my age in the elementary school I went to can spell worth a spit. At least that was what the nun told my mother. Something about a new way of teaching us to spell only it didn't work and I still can't spell. But neither can 80 other kids in my grade level. Lucky us.

New Year

Has it really been that long since I last wrote? Our internet was down. Oh we paid the bill but the router had to be reset and ... well... you know how it can go.
Christmas was ok. Couldn't get into the spirit no matter how hard I tried. All I kept thinking was all that I had to do and how I didn't want to do any of it. I did get some surprises from the Husband which made me feel better.
New Year's was quiet, spent in my craft room. Other than that it's the same old same old.

No

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I did get myself situated on Instant Mesenger and spent hours last night chatting with younger son. He even had a friend of his IM me so I could get used to it. Of course I stayed up way too late but I had done a major craft a thon yesterday and needed to unwind. OH and lest I forget, I had a chat a thon with my very best friend whom I haven't met yet. At least not face to face but you know how it is on the internet.

As part of his Christmas gift, younger son wanted me to buy him groceries so off we went to Aldi's and he filled his cart for under $100. I just hope his roommate doesn't eat it all. Younger son said he sucks at grocery shopping but I think he did a great job. He even bought food he had to cook and not just nuke. He also said he has to learn to cook but really it isn't as hard as I think, he thiks it is. I'm proud of him and glad that he is so happy where he lives now.

That's it for now. Hard to keep up with a blog when nothing seems to happen. Love ya.