The Curse of Less Than Zero (O-)
I overheard a good clean joke appropriate for a grade schooler while donating today. Q: What do you call the wife of a hippy? A: Misses Hippy. (Say it out loud if you don't get it. I guess it is a State of mind.)
I had to weigh myself this morning before going to give blood today since they ask for a current weight. My New Year's resolution was to drop 15 pounds. I'm happy to report that as of today, I only have 20 pounds to go.
I'm back down to about 15 pounds to go on my New Year's resolution. It got me thinking about the absurdity of starting the calendar year on January 1st (in winter.) It used to be that the new year began on April 1st. That made sense because that was when annual plant's life began and perennials started anew. When the official beginning of the year was changed to January 1st, some folks resisted the change and continued to celebrate the new year on April 1st. They were known as "April Fools." The original context of the word, "fool," was lost over time.
Since most New Year's resolutions fail, I'm going to stop making them. Instead, I'll make April Fool's resolutions. With the warmer weather and additional outdoor chores, I'm more likely to accomplish them. If I fail to keep them, I can always say, "April fools."
This is a worthy thread! I give at least 3 times per year, but I'm a normal person and have A+ type.
Keep up the good work! Like I've been told, "every pint counts." If you ever need blood, you can use some of mine. Unfortunately, I can't ask you to return the favor to me. Your blood would cause me serious problems, but there are other A+ and AB+ people out there that appreciate your donation. (If you were only as "Oh, so negative" as I am.)
The Red Cross starts calling me when I still have to wait another 2 weeks to be eligible to donate again. I don't like to commit to a schedule, so I generally just show up at the donation center shortly after I'm eligible. Sometimes, they're packed and I have to wait for an opening. They always find a way to fit me in. They're very accommodating that way. 😉
Being a phlebotomist (blood sucker) is generally a thankless job. Whenever I have extra produce from the garden I bring it for them to share. I've been there so many times that most of the old timers know me and come to say hello (and see what I brought for them.) My asparagus is going crazy, so I brought in about 2 pounds yesterday. Not everyone is a fan of asparagus, but it got divvied up soon enough. A few have homes with gardens, but most of them live the apartment life – so fresh garden produce is a real treat. Besides, then I get treated like a king (a lower case king.) [Note: They treat everyone like royalty.]
Thanks again for donating blood, LogansRun. I wish more people would give it a try. It is literally the most valuable gift you can give.
I got back home yesterday from visiting my folks. My e-mail was loaded with messages from Red Cross saying that they had a critical shortage of O negative blood. I went into the donation center without an appointment to find the largest crowd of donors I'd seen since shortly after 9/11. I waited over 3 hours for a turn. I had some pleasant visits with other donors.
Even though it was a very busy day, the staff remained professional and upbeat. Other than the wait, the donation went as smoothly as it usually does.
No runs. No drips. No errors.
The donation went as smoothly as normal. I've donated blood so many times that most of the staff know me. When they see me with a grocery bag, they know I've brought in goodies for them. I brought some chanterelle mushrooms that I found during a recent foray in the woods. Only 2 people knew what they were. The rest thought they might get poisoned by them. That's fine – more for those who can appreciate the bounty.
I finally fulfilled my New Year's Resolution (briefly) about a month and a half ago. To celebrate, I baked a pumpkin pie. Actually, it doesn't make sense to just bake one so I made 2. The smell of pumpkin pies baking fills the house with such a wonderful smell. The taste is even better! For me, pumpkin pie tastes the way being in love should feel.
The 2 pies disappeared in short order. I've found I can resist anything … except temptation. It dawned on me that I made too many last year and that is what added unwanted girth to my midsection. It goes on much easier than it comes off. I decided that I wouldn't bake any except for Thanksgiving and New Year's Day. That way, I won't be tempted.
This is very commendable! I'm proud , guys!
This is very commendable! I'm proud , guys!