Depression and Eggs to Pots and Guns
Yesterday I touched on depression and
also acceptance from one you love.
I need to put this out there more like
I do the fibro, awareness is somthing
that needs to be looked at more.
I have not had many ups and downs with
depression in several years, my
fibro med is used to treat Fibro,
depression and OCD.
Life should get interesting now
that I am trying life without meds.
With that said, DEPRESSION
is an illness but it is an illness
that can lead to death of oneself
of others. Be aware of family and friends
around you that might need that
extra help and love.
I am a FIRM believer of
MEDS
FOR
DEPRESSION.
If you need them, take them to help
you through the rough spots.
With all that said, Dara you might
want to share with hubby.
My friend Debbie introduced me
to this, and keep in mind when Debbies
mom was alive they found the coolest,
strangest and neatest gadgets!
This is an electric egg cooker.
It will boil in 6 eggs in 6 mins
or less depending on if you want
soft or hard boiled.
It will pouch and do an omelette.
I tried my six eggs (you can do less)
for hard boiled the other day and
a few mins later I get this beep
coming from the ktichen.
It beeps to let me know my eggs are
done and it shuts itself off.
YAY...I NEED all and everything
if it will shut off on its own.
Years ago after running home when
1/2 way to work to make sure
I turned off the curling iron, the
stove or the iron (MANY TIMES)...
I started to replace items that would
shut off when a certain amount
of time went by.
So it was great to have this
so I don't have to stand over my eggs.
Peels really easy also.
Now I mentioned the stove. Yes, every
morning when my kids were growing up
I got u early enough to cook breakfast for them.
And since the stove would not cut off
by itself....I had to start telling
myself that I cut it off. I found it
I did that while cutting it off and saying
it out loud that I was doing it...
then on that "did you do" thought....
I would usually remember I did.
I purchased this item the other
day. It is a bluetooth speaker.
After finally getting my phone to
except this the other day...I am
up and going with it.
OOPS...
my fave pot bit the dirt so to speak.
Oh well, I don't throw this stuff
out, instead I just lay it in the
flower bed and it adds
not only color but fun.
I was doing a phone dump the other
day. I had so many pics on the phone
that just needed to go. Some have been
on there forever, moved from the other
phone....
This shot of me was one.
HAHA
M4 I think. I was in charge of my
units inventory when I worked
for the TBI. Special Agent in Charge
was retiring and I was taking in
his inventory...
Course I had to have this shot.
Hard to get while holding a gun
and holding the other hand with the
cell camera out to catch the
moment.
With this ....an agent that I think the
world of, all of 4'8 or 9 (maybe), woman
walked by and her remark was~
"OH good God, who gave Pam a gun?"
Not sure, can't remember if I share
these before. My youngest grandson
Braden wanted shells from the beach when
we were there. Him and I walked along the
shore picking little ones up (no big ones
to be found). Then my middle grandson
decided he wanted some but he did
not want to get out of the ocean
long enough to find any so Braden
collected him some too.
They needed a reminder of their
first time to the ocean and the
beach. So nane fixed up some jars with
their shells in them.
They are on a bookcase their
moms living room so there is no
accidents. Tops were glued in place
also.
Yesterday started tax free weekend
and I treated myself.
Oh yay....good thing I have a few
photo shoots coming up and a paint
class...I need to restock my stash....
funds are running low...
haha
And once again I use the term
fixed income
a term I NEVER
thought I would use for me...
Comments
Love what you did for the grand boys with making a remembrance of their time at the ocean. You always get the best ideas! :)
xoxo
Loved you with the gun. You're a natural.
Have a fabulous day and weekend, Pam. Scritches to the babies. ♥
Good idea with the shells in the jar
my oldest son suffers from depression and is bi polar, so I am familiar with what you talk about here. ha ha on pam with a gun..... hope the NSA is not watchin your blog... ha ha.
The photo of you from your TBI days is so cute! And the story that went with it.
Nice post. (And egg doodad!)