Serendipity

I guess I am really shocked at how much disrespect there is in the world anymore. It doesn't seem to be against any one person, age, race, or the places they live, or work, it's just everywhere. And it's disgusting.  I know that at my 64 years of age, I am biased, but I was brought up to respect everyone and to try to NEVER disrespect anyone. Yet every day, I am, we are, being disrespected by neighbors.  From the day they moved in 2 yrs ago (+/-), we have had incident after incident of their dogs, turkeys and even chickens, coming into our yard from their property across the road. We watched while their turkeys and chickens were taken out by vehicles and through predation. Luckily,  none of the then 3 dogs had gotten hit. From the get-go, myself and my boyfriend's sister let them know they had to keep their pets under control. Opening a door and letting them run loose isn't keeping them under control. We let them know that if our dog (Diego) attacked t...

I have gotten up these past few mornings, realizing that I am doing the same things day after day after day. Especially in the morning. I  get up, make coffee, set the coffee cups up to have coffee added to them. I split the English muffins and put two (whole ones) in the 4-slice toaster.  Then I get out a small yogurt-sized cup for my boyfriend's applesauce, which he takes his pills with. I warm up the small fry pan, spray with generic butter spray. Two eggs go in and the yoke is broke for the home style egg and cheese english muffin.  When I open the 3 pieces cheese, Luna, our Great Pyrenees, comes running for her daily slice of cheese. Next, coffee gets poured, toaster buttons go down and muffin halves get buttered before putting the sandwiches together.  At the table, I take my boyfriend's blood glucose, dish out his pills, then turn to my insulin that I have to give to myself. Two different kinds: Basaglar and Fiasp...long term and short term insulin...