letter-c day 63

Culinary and cancer tool kit:

Buffalo wings and buffalo cauliflower… yummy.   I took the prilosec an hour before dinner as instructed. I thought the chicken and cauliflower came out delicious on the grill. Vic liked the chicken but not the cauliflower. He thought the seasoning was to strong on the cauliflower. I agree that the seasoning was more intense on the cauliflower but I liked it. It’s been two hours since dinner and the only discomfort is in the shoulder but no reflux or vomiting. YAY!

We did an early morning run to the grocery store.  I dread going because everything has increased in price.  We stopped at customer service to complain about the still missing inventory. Why is there still no decaf tea? The clerk said that inventory issues are because of the virus. I asked why other stores are not having trouble getting tea. She said the suppliers are causing the issue. Why would distributors select one grocery store over another?  Did she bother to write down the items that are missing on the shelves. Hell no, she just kept nodding her head. Maybe she’s hoping her brain will fall in place. Sorry, I’m tired of not finding the products I enjoy on the shelf or the clerk taking our request seriously. So screw it, I get my coffee in the mail by subscription now I’m going to get my tea the same way. Twinings has a website and there’s a larger selection than Wegman chooses to offer. Unfortunately, Wegman pushes so much of their own brand that variety is lost when the customer seeks it.   https://twiningsusa.com/collections/decaffeinated

I’m really fond of Nightly Calm and the Peppermint that Twinings carries which have totally vanished from Wegman’s shelves. Did you know Mint has some great qualities to help fight cancer?

Mint is a digestive aid as well as being antimicrobial. I love that relieves indigestion. But did you know it’s rich in vitamin c and beta carotene.

Mushrooms are anti-inflammatory but did you know mushrooms help our immune system, some say it helps us resist cancer.

https://www.mskcc.org/cancer-care/integrative-medicine/herbs/peppermint

https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC4017674/

https://www.cancer.gov/about-cancer/treatment/cam/patient/mushrooms-pdq

The weather:

I ‘m glad its been raining. I’m not happy about the wind and the hail. The hail broke a lot of my cucumber and zucchini leaves. The rain pelting and the wind whipping in the last three storms have broken my rose bushes and my gladiolus beds. Gladiolus I was able to bring in and put in vases. But the rose bushes required some major pruning. I did some on the biggest bush but I still have two to go. Rome wasn’t built in a day. But’s that okay.

Did anyone get to see the Comet Neowise? Our sky unfortunately had so much cloud cover the last three nights it hasn’t been possible. If you don’t know about Neowise I’ve included a link. I love looking at the night sky.

How to see Comet NEOWISE

Our next full moon is August 3rd.

Lack of sleep, and migraines:

The storms are raising havoc on my migraines and disrupting the little sleep I’ve been getting so this afternoon Macavity and I grabbed an afternoon siesta. I enjoyed the warmth of his little body wrapped around my legs. The nap helped take the edge off the migraine today and with the meds… I’ll make it until my nerve block on Tuesday. Which leads me to my song choice for today. Another Alice Cooper song. Welcome to my Nightmare.

 

Welcome to my nightmare
I think you’re gonna like it
I think you’re gonna feel you belong
A nocturnal vacation
Unnecessary sedation
You want to feel at home cause you belong

Welcome to my nightmare, whoa-whoa-oh

Welcome to my breakdown
I hope I didn’t scare you
That’s just the way we are when we come down
We sweat and laugh and scream here
Cause life is just a dream here
You know inside you feel right at home here

Welcome to my breakdown, whoa-whoa-oh
You’re welcome to my nightmare, yeah-yeah-ah

Welcome to my nightmare
I think you’re gonna like it
I think you’re gonna feel you belong
We sweat and laugh and scream here
Cause life is just a dream here
You know inside you feel right at home here

Welcome to my nightmare, ooh-ooh-ooh
Welcome to my breakdown
Yeah

Did you Alice Cooper’s real name is Vincent Damon Furnier and he’s 72 years old. It;s hard to believe his music career has spanned 50 years now.” In 1968, the band learned that Todd Rundgren also had a band called Nazz, and found themselves in need of another stage name. Furnier also believed that the group needed a gimmick to succeed, and that other bands were not exploiting the showmanship potential of the stage. They chose the name “Alice Cooper” largely because it sounded innocuous and wholesome, in humorous contrast to the band’s image and music. The legend that the name came from a session with a ouija board was later discredited. In 1975, Furnier adopted this stage name as his own to avoid legal complications over ownership of the band’s name.[19] Furnier, now known as Alice Cooper, later stated that the name change was one of his most important and successful career moves.”~ Wikipedia

My connection to his music began with School’s Out. But I was more familiar with How You Gonna See Me Now It was my ex-husband’s favorite song, he’d sing it to me after he hurt me, guess he thought it was a good apology.

“Dear darlin’ surprised to hear from me?
Bet you’re sittin’ drinkin’ coffee, yawnin’ sleepily
Just to let you know
I’m gonna be home soon
I’m kinda awkward and afraid
Time has changed your point of view
How you gonna see me now
Please don’t see me ugly babe
‘Cause I know I let you down
In oh so many ways
How you gonna see me now
Since we’ve been on our own
Are you gonna love the man
When the man gets home” Lyric Find
My reaction to his drunken behavior mirrored another one of Cooper’s song. Never Cry.
If there is a tear on my face
It makes me shiver to the bones
It shakes me, Babe
It’s just a heartache that got in my eye
And you know I never cry, I never cry
Sometimes I drink more than I need
Until the TV’s dead and gone
I may be lonely
But I’m never alone
And the night may pass me by
But I’ll never cry
Take away, take away my eyes
Sometimes I’d rather be blind
Break a heart, break a heart of stone
Open it up but don’t you leave it alone
’cause that’s all I got to give you
Believe me Babe, it ain’t been used
My heart’s a virgin, its never been tried
And you know I’ll never cry
And you know I’ll never cry
And you know I’ll never cry
Never cry, I’ll never cry
Break a heart, break a heart of stone
’cause that’s all I got to give you
Believe me Babe, it ain’t been used
My heart’s a virgin, its never been tried
And you know I’ll never cry
Never cry
I’ll never cry
Source: Lyric Find
I hid the pain all the time. Unfortunately, I still feel the need to mask my pain, my sadness. Letting people in I’ve learned invites more pain. It’s easier for me to write it, doesn’t matter who reads it or doesn’t. But I don’t actually have to maneuver the questions.
You never know how strong you are until being strong is your only choice.” – Bob Marley
”Challenges are part of life; We weaken our spirit, when we act in fear and lose hope. But we strengthen our spirit, when we fearlessly with faith and hope, rise up to meet and conquer the challenges.” ― Lailah Gifty Akita
Alice Cooper reminded me of a poem I wrote a while back about illusions.
The Red and The Black©

Debonair in a black tuxedo and top hat,
he entered the room with a haughty confidence.
Dashingly handsome in his borrowed finery
men and women alike envious of his allure.
Oblivious to all, his eyes scanned the room
seeking the vain wealthy woman in flaming red.
He strode with determined arrogance but
she did not turn but continued with her story.
Entertaining all the handsomely attired men
with her amusing tale and seductive voice.
Sensing his presence but wanting to hold him at bay
the ambitious young carpenter knew he must make a move.
The rules of upper class society be damned, only wanting his prey
he spun her to him in a forceful manner, sweeping her away.
Arousing the tempers of her youthful entourage,
she fluttered her fan holding them at bay
He pressed his hard muscled body against her while dancing
knowing the effect he was having on her, eager to score.
Whispered words of endearment and encouragement, he hopes
success is within his reach, however, remembering his last bitter failure
he knows, he must slow down and make the illusion last.

We all have our illusions, some would say they’re more like delusions.

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