They Don't Make Em Like They Used To!

Hi Everyone! I know it’s been like….for….everrrrrrr….since I put up a post but I’m back!..

This past weekend Mr and I stopped at a local, smallish classic car show. I have been a car fanatic since a very young age. I don’t know why but I’ve always been drawn to cars and yes well, speed too but that’s a whole other topic for a whole other day. I love old cars..While new cars are nice, to me, they aren’t ‘real’ cars. I like METAL around me not fiberglass. I want to open the hood and see a big old honkin air cleaner etc. Nowadays you open the hood of a car and you see something comparable to a sewing machine and I can’t even find the dipstick for the oil!. I like cars going all the way back to the Thirties on up to the early Nineteen Eighties. So while we were there I took some photos and I thought I’d share them with you. I hope you enjoy some of these beauties.

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And, last but most certainly not least is my absolute dream car… A 1968 Chevy Camaro. I have wanted one of these for so many years I can’t even count them. This one was an absolute beauty! The owner wasn’t so I couldn’t get many good shot but the car, I have no words! 

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This my friends is what a REAL engine looks like! 

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They Don’t Make Em Like They Used To!

Hi Everyone! I know it’s been like….for….everrrrrrr….since I put up a post but I’m back!..

This past weekend Mr and I stopped at a local, smallish classic car show. I have been a car fanatic since a very young age. I don’t know why but I’ve always been drawn to cars and yes well, speed too but that’s a whole other topic for a whole other day. I love old cars..While new cars are nice, to me, they aren’t ‘real’ cars. I like METAL around me not fiberglass. I want to open the hood and see a big old honkin air cleaner etc. Nowadays you open the hood of a car and you see something comparable to a sewing machine and I can’t even find the dipstick for the oil!. I like cars going all the way back to the Thirties on up to the early Nineteen Eighties. So while we were there I took some photos and I thought I’d share them with you. I hope you enjoy some of these beauties.

20170115_124830

20170115_124841

20170115_124935

20170115_124852

20170115_125052

20170115_125120

20170115_125153

20170115_125210

20170115_125237

20170115_125223

20170115_125355

20170115_125340 

And, last but most certainly not least is my absolute dream car… A 1968 Chevy Camaro. I have wanted one of these for so many years I can’t even count them. This one was an absolute beauty! The owner wasn’t so I couldn’t get many good shot but the car, I have no words! 

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This my friends is what a REAL engine looks like! 

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Fifty – Nine Years

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Today we celebrated my husbands fifty-ninth birthday. We had a nice day together that we also shared with our best friends Bill & Linda. 

The temperature outside was a balmy thirty some odd degrees but the love shared on this day made for a nice warm and cozy day together celebrating my husband. I had so many thoughts and feelings when I woke up this morning, mostly, thankfulness. We decided that we would stay home, I would make a nice dinner and we’d have some birthday cake and that’s exactly what we did and I thought I would share some photos of the day with you. 

Enjoy! 

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This is my handsome birthday boy..

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A kiss to start the day!

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I forgot to take a photo of the dinner we had. I made a nice ham along with some green beans, a salad and some biscuits. I did however take a video of us singing Happy Birthday to my handsome man. Yeah, don’t turn your sound up too loud because we sound like a few suffering cows. What can I tell ya, singing is not our strong suit. 

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Then it was time to cut the cake ! 

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After cake, we, meaning Me, Lou, Bill & Linda decided to take some photos but Bill, our resident comedian decided to goof around. He always makes us laugh.. 

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This is myself and my bestie Linda 

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And of course even though with time boys turn into men they are still always little boys at heart. They look like two little boys playing in the backyard. Bill is messing around and Lou has this intent look on his face while he’s watching Bill play with my salt and pepper shakers as if they are nine years old again and Lou can’t wait to see what Bill will do next.. LOL

Best Buds 

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And then it was time to say G’night.

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Who Am I ?

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Boy, that’s a question we all ask ourselves throughout our lives. I truly thought that once you reach a certain age you eventually find out who you are but as I am aging I am beginning to think we are ever changing and therefor maybe we never really know..

Maybe who we are changes with each stage in life and then again, maybe we are always the same only with different thoughts and ideas. I had believed that over the last fourteen years I changed and for the better. I will admit and without any self pride, I have changed in many ways and I have changed for the better except for one of the most important parts of me that again, I believed I left behind and that is, living in fear. For many years I lived in fear and I don’t mean small fears I am talking paralyzing, life stopping fear. 

I worked very hard to get through that and learned how to live again or so I thought. This past April my husband, the love of my life, my rock, my everything suffered a heart attack. Since then he’s been having issues that all lead back to his cardiac health and once again, I find myself, living in fear. Each day I walk around waiting for the other shoe to drop. Terrifying thoughts of my husband suddenly dying fill my thoughts throughout the day so much so, that they make me wince at times. Each day when I get up I make sure to get myself together as in put makeup on before I do anything else because what happens if I need to go to the hospital because something happens to him? I make sure to always have my bag filled with what I might need, always making sure to have a sweater at the ready if I have to rush out.

This I can tell is not easy and no way to live but the honest truth is, that while I may seem to others to be ‘doing fine’ inside I am absolutely twisted with fear and I really don’t know how to work on getting better this time. So it begs the question for me, do we really ever become who we want to be or do we just go through small changes here and there only to at some point find ourselves where we began?

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Life Updates & Ramblings

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As most of you know we got hit pretty good here in the Myrtle Beach SC area from Hurricane Matthew.  Being without electricity for four days sure gave me a real good appreciation for light. The days weren’t so bad but it was when that sun would go down and everything was absolutely pitch black that by the third night it was seriously starting to get to my brain. We had some damage to our home but nothing too serious and I believe we are very blessed. 

The river near my home is and has been flooding all week long. There are towns in my county that are and have completely disappeared because they are totally underwater.. Here’s some photos..

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So when you I look at these photos and I think about everything that has been lost I feel doubly blessed that we had some minor damage that we have insurance for. 

My husbands feet and ankles began to swell a month ago after being put on yet another statin to try. These are drugs for lowering cholesterol if you didn’t know that. He’s had trouble in the past few months with this reaction to other statins but they wanted to try one more. This time it was Crestor and it’s been pure hell since. I’ve have since been learning a lot about this class of drugs and they are killers. Back to my husband. His cardiologist put him on water pills last week and they have begun to help and I can finally see his feet again but that doesn’t answer why the swelling is there to begin with. When his feet swelled the last time, once the statin was removed the fluid went away. This time, it didn’t and it only continued to get worse. 

Friday found us at a medical imaging place to make sure he didn’t have a blood clot in the right leg as the right foot swelled much more than the left and keeps turning red. The radiologist at the ultra sound thought he saw something but wasn’t sure so they sent us straight over to the medical center so the vascular team could look. They said there’s nothing wrong. We are back to the drawing board.

The cardiologist keeps saying it doesn’t have anything to do with his heart which I find completely mind boggling considering the fact that my husbands feet first began to swell a week before his heart attack this past April AND.. the fact that feet and ankle swelling can have everything to do with heart disease ie: blockages. Tomorrow I will make an appointment with our family doctor to have blood work run on his liver and kidneys as he’s on a ton of pills for his back pain (9 back surgeries will do that) plus pills for his heart and I will also request an EKG.. I am not letting this go. I am like a rabid dog when it comes to my husbands health (I wish I were that way with my own) and I am not letting this go until I have a concrete answer. I don’t care how many enemies I make in the process. 

As you can imagine this is taking a deep toll on me. I am so incredibly wear in every way. Physically, emotionally, spiritually.

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My own health has not been good for 26 years and all of this since April I believe, is finally getting to my body. I am sleeping so much that it’s beginning to concern me and the thought of doing the simplest thing like talking to people some days just seems too exhausting to even try. Not to mention that my brain is constantly going at mach speed trying to figure this all out to the point that I can’t concentrate on any one thing for more than five minutes. The fact that I am even able to sit long enough to write this post is amazing in itself.. 

Until next time..

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Life Updates & Ramblings

nlifeupdate

As most of you know we got hit pretty good here in the Myrtle Beach SC area from Hurricane Matthew.  Being without electricity for four days sure gave me a real good appreciation for light. The days weren’t so bad but it was when that sun would go down and everything was absolutely pitch black that by the third night it was seriously starting to get to my brain. We had some damage to our home but nothing too serious and I believe we are very blessed. 

The river near my home is and has been flooding all week long. There are towns in my county that are and have completely disappeared because they are totally underwater.. Here’s some photos..

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So when you I look at these photos and I think about everything that has been lost I feel doubly blessed that we had some minor damage that we have insurance for. 

My husbands feet and ankles began to swell a month ago after being put on yet another statin to try. These are drugs for lowering cholesterol if you didn’t know that. He’s had trouble in the past few months with this reaction to other statins but they wanted to try one more. This time it was Crestor and it’s been pure hell since. I’ve have since been learning a lot about this class of drugs and they are killers. Back to my husband. His cardiologist put him on water pills last week and they have begun to help and I can finally see his feet again but that doesn’t answer why the swelling is there to begin with. When his feet swelled the last time, once the statin was removed the fluid went away. This time, it didn’t and it only continued to get worse. 

Friday found us at a medical imaging place to make sure he didn’t have a blood clot in the right leg as the right foot swelled much more than the left and keeps turning red. The radiologist at the ultra sound thought he saw something but wasn’t sure so they sent us straight over to the medical center so the vascular team could look. They said there’s nothing wrong. We are back to the drawing board.

The cardiologist keeps saying it doesn’t have anything to do with his heart which I find completely mind boggling considering the fact that my husbands feet first began to swell a week before his heart attack this past April AND.. the fact that feet and ankle swelling can have everything to do with heart disease ie: blockages. Tomorrow I will make an appointment with our family doctor to have blood work run on his liver and kidneys as he’s on a ton of pills for his back pain (9 back surgeries will do that) plus pills for his heart and I will also request an EKG.. I am not letting this go. I am like a rabid dog when it comes to my husbands health (I wish I were that way with my own) and I am not letting this go until I have a concrete answer. I don’t care how many enemies I make in the process. 

As you can imagine this is taking a deep toll on me. I am so incredibly wear in every way. Physically, emotionally, spiritually.

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My own health has not been good for 26 years and all of this since April I believe, is finally getting to my body. I am sleeping so much that it’s beginning to concern me and the thought of doing the simplest thing like talking to people some days just seems too exhausting to even try. Not to mention that my brain is constantly going at mach speed trying to figure this all out to the point that I can’t concentrate on any one thing for more than five minutes. The fact that I am even able to sit long enough to write this post is amazing in itself.. 

Until next time..

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