Saturday, 08 September 2012
That seems to have been the question on my mind most of the day. Partly because I'm still unbelievably tired from the A-Fib session Wednesday morning. I guess 137 heart beats a minute for 3 hours is rather like running a marathon. Talk about knocking me for a loop. Good Grief!!
Add the fact that insomnia is kicking my butt, which causes the Fibro pain (and fog) to get crazy, and well... I'm not sure I have enough brain power left to even pull something together. It seems like thoughts leave as quickly as they arrive which is rather frustrating to say the very least.
I had it in mind to go swimming this evening, but I'm thinking the doctor knew what she was talking about when she recommended a couple of days of rest before hitting the exercise routine again. Especially since the heart is just now beginning to slow down on the trying to freak out again routine.
Actually... I'm beginning to think it (heart) has been taking dance lessons and is currently learning the Lindy Hop (yep - it's about that fast), when I'd rather it go back to a slow waltz.
I know it's nothing to joke about, but I've never been one to let life get me down. Gots to keep on keeping on or just give up the blasted ship and that simply ain't gonna happen with this feisty redhead!!
**apparently I'm even a threat to myself considering this was suppose to post at 12.05AM, but I had it set for 12.05PM... 'Heavens to mergatroid even!' And I am indeed exiting stage left to walk the hallways since I am once again unable to sleep.
So, on that note... how about a little adventure in the art of vintage or antique advertising? Be it signs or consumables, there is a plethora (I DO LOVE THAT WORD!!) of that good 'stuff' out there and here are just a few of them I located while doing research for future pinup blogs...
Keep an eye open for an occasion stray poster or even a joke that may pop up as we trip the light fantastic through the fog that is currently residing in MzReds brain.
Music of choice is an oldie but goodie and tells a story all of it's own. "I miss you baby."
Located in Sin City, Nevada (Lost Wages)
Get your kicks on Route 66
Antique bicycle - no information
Very old railroad crossing sign
Only in California
Dandy Toffee Tin by Slade and Budlock Ltd. Dewsbury, England, 1920
I had one of these once upon a time
A very cool tree house for fairies?
Bet you can get a hell of a steak dinner here
Muratti's New Ladies Flat 10 Cigarette Tin, 1900
Reminds me of the Brownie Camera I had as a kid
Located in Miami FL
Located in Victorville, CA on Route 66
No explanation needed
Thank you @JadeMaster2 for supplying the answer
Robertson's Golden Shred Marmalade Enamel Sign, 1910
My get away vacation house
Goblin Soap Powder Packet Box, 1920
Fry's Chocolates Enamel Sign, 1920
The Harley Davidson Facts:
The inventor of the Harley-Davidson motorcycle, Arthur Davidson , died and went to heaven.
At the gates, St. Peter told Arthur, 'Since you've been such a good man and your motorcycles have changed the world, your reward is, you can hang out with anyone you want to in heaven.'
Arthur thought about it for a minute and then said, ' I want to hang out with God.' St. Peter took Arthur to the Throne room, and introduced him to God. God recognized Arthur and commented, 'Okay, so you were the one who invented the Harley-Davidson motorcycle?'
Arthur said, 'Yeah, that's me...'
God commented: 'Well, what's the big deal in inventing something that's pretty unstable, makes noise and pollution and can't run without a road?'
Arthur was a bit embarrassed, but finally spoke, 'Excuse me, but aren't you the inventor of woman?' God said, 'Ah, yes.'
'Well,' said Arthur, 'professional to professional, you have some major design flaws in your invention!
1. There's too much inconsistency in the front-end suspension.
2. It chatters constantly at high speeds.
3. Most rear ends are too soft and wobble about too much.
4. The intake is placed way too close to the exhaust.
5. The maintenance costs are outrageous!!!!
'Hmmmmm, you may have some good points there,' replied God, 'hold on.'
God went to his Celestial supercomputer, typed in a few words and waited for the results. The computer printed out a slip of paper and God read it.
'Well, it may be true that my invention is flawed,' God said to Arthur, 'but according to these numbers, more men are riding my invention than yours'.