I've made myself a note to check into purchasing some Omega 3 as suggested by Cindra, and the glucosamine w/condroitin as suggested by Cassie-b. Pretty danged sure I'll forgo the viagra-type drug though, I want to be able to move better but only for things that are absolutely necessary! Something's gotta give here cause both thumbs are so danged stiff they don't want to bend. Makes signing the checks to pay the bills a miserable task and I keep waiting for the bank to reject one of the checks for a questionable signature. (They'll probably never notice though, they've sent my checks through even when I forgot to sign them.)
I had to go into town today to do a little shopping and I've come to the conclusion that I could very easily become a roadrage perp. I often take a shortcut though the back roads to town in order to avoid some of the 18 wheeler traffic but in doing so I run across, what I call, Road Goobers. You never know what Road Goobers will do cause Road Goobers most likely never know, themselves, what they're gonna do. Today I came across 2 such Goobers.
RG#1 pulled out in front of me causing me to have to slam on my brakes, then he braked at every driveway along the highway (and there were about 10 along this stretch), but he finally found the drive he actually wanted to pull in to and did so by breaking suddenly and turning without the aid of a blinker. He was a farmer Goober,,I could tell this by the boots sticking up between the cab and bed of his truck and the tobacco stains on his truck door. Farm Road Goobers are almost the worst of the Goobers because they forget that they're not driving along a field turn-row and their blinker switches are probably rusted from lack of use.
RG#2 has to be the absolute worst of the Road Goobers because if it's got wheels, got gas, and a steering wheel, it's road worthy, and that's where he's going with it. RG#2 was on his rusted, old, murray riding mower with it's probable top speed of 1.5 mph. I had to follow him for 2 miles because we were meeting too much traffic for me to go around him and he consistently drove his mower dead center of the right lane. I kept having these thoughts about laying on my horn to scare the shit outta him, but I let them pass because I might have made him run off in the ditch and turn over or something and I don't need that on my conscience (at least not today).
We finally made it home without smashing any Goobers and now I am going to have a cup of coffee before tackling some more of the laundry.
Happy Friday everyone!
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Frustrating, isn't it?
I lived on a rural road in Upstate New York for about 8 years, and we had lots of those RG's living nearby. Most of them were pretty old, and drove at a very safe 15 or so miles an hour for the full length of the 3 mile long road. Eventually I just learned to enjoy the scenery, because they were my neighbors, and they just weren't going to go any faster.
Hi, thanks for dropping in. You are in my link now so feel free to do the same. That was some ride!
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See ya.
I kept misreading 'goober' as 'booger'. Still works, though.
I had come by the other day and was going to tell you about the suppliments you just mentioned but Goober Blogger gave me a fit and would not let me!!!
Hope you feel better soon!
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I love it...Road Goobers...I'm gonna use that term now too! lol We have some of those around here too and what gets to me is that when they almost cause an accident, they give YOU the dirty look!! If you try the supplements, hope they help! Take care:-)
Living in a metro area with around 1,000,000 people, there are more road goobers than I can keep up with, ha! What I hate the most are the ones who just HAVE to pull out in front of you, even if there are no cars behind you, like they're in some HUGE hurry and then top out at 15-20 mph. THAT is enough to boil my blood!! Hey, I have a solution for writing checks for bills...pay them online! Much easier to click a button than to clutch a pen! I have arthritis in my thumbs and fingers, my lower back, and my knees. I can hardly stand to write anything by hand anymore. I know some people are kind of leery about paying bills online, but as long as the site is secure, it's really no worse than sticking your mail in a mailbox anymore, what with thieves hitting those as well. I guess we need to face the fact we don't live in a very secure world and just hope and pray the good Lord watches over us and keeps all aspects of our lives safe. Is it any cooler where you are???
It must be the weather. I am soooo pain filled today too. My right hand wont work yet, and I was awake all night with back pain and sciatic nerve owies! Getting old SUCKS a royal hind tit!
I hope those supplements will help you, Ms. Brenda. Arthur is a bad, bad boy. Where I live everyone on the road is a goober! :)
Can I bring over my laundry too, I'm getting behind. I'll bring the drinks, I promise!
Road Goobers!! HAHAHAHAH We have the farmer ones here too! They are the worst drivers of all. No rules apply!!hahahaha
Road Goobers, Road Hogs... yeah, we have them too!
In our area right now, the farmers are "haying", so you can't help but get behind some Road Goober hauling hay. We're talking those HUGE round bales of hay, that's hanging over the truck/wagon, and takes up "forty-leventeen" (my word) lanes, going down the road.
You finally find a straight stretch, crank her up, edge out to go around the Road Goober and damn if he don't floor it! No really... he cranks her into the next gear and simply will NOT let you pass him.
When he FINALLY turns off or when we are able to pass him (which ever comes first), the damnedest thing happens. My index finger (you know the one), jumps up all by itself. Nope, I have absolutely no control over it... *grins* ^j^ ^j^
My head would explode if I had to drive 2 miles behind one.
How's this for a RG#3: Guy drives into the alley, brakes, opens the driver's side door and pukes. Closes door and drives away. That was a first for me to see.
"Road Goobers!!"
I love it!!!
Hope your thumbs are feeling better soon! ;-)
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