Month: April 2025

Posted on

part II – collecting bee venom?

Okay, so continuing my ‘edumication’ about bees and collecting venom– *like most of yuns already knew or don’t give a care*– I go on You Tube, and I find this interesting video about how it’s actually done, and the bees don’t die!

Weird … I guess there could be profit here if you own a bee farm. However from this video it looks rather tedious to collect, and it might take a while to collect a whole jar of it unless you have a bee city as big as New York on your farm!

Anyway– so now I’m satisfied that honeybees are alive and well and not killed in the process of harvesting venom, but are being hoarded!

Posted on

what in tarnation

is Botox Bee? …. this came up on my cell phone as an ad while I was playing Mahjong. It looked like a miracle for saggy skin?! OHMYword! The pictures were absolutely miraculous! Another bullshit consumer product geared to women, and so I’m off to Almighty Googleland to read the hype…and it says …

“Botox bee is a term that refers to bee venom as a cosmetic treatment for the skin. Bee venom is claimed to stimulate the production of collagen and elastin by tricking the skin into thinking it has been stung. However, people who are allergic to bee or wasp stings should avoid using hyaluronidase, an enzyme that can dissolve fillers, as it can cause a severe reaction.”

Then I clicked something else, and this website came up saying something about “bee sting facials and their advantages?” My first thought is HELL NAH!

However, while reading this, it does go onto state that “live bees” are not used for the facial (thank God!), they are just harvested for their venom humanely–

Which leads me to this question…exactly how is this harvesting done? …. and afterwards…are the bees released back into society to shoot blanks?! LOL

Ah ha! Could this be why you don’t see many honeybees anymore?! I wonder….

Posted on

More Fun Times…

Well it appears that my addicted 45 something daughter finally went into rehab, 2nd day now—and last night her ex (who she fucked over by leaving to be with another guy, leaving her dog with 2 elderly women that she was supposed to be taking care of while HE was in rehab) is now sucked back in the picture (she found out he’s supposed to receive some disability back pay…yeah). It’s sad to see a grown man be a doormat for abuse. He hit me up last night about her and her daughter getting into an argument and to be quite honest it was way out of line. I said wait–hold up .., first off, why would she even get a phone call #1 because usually phone calls are prohibited when in detox for a few days or so, and secondly if she had nothing to do with the stuff missing Little Queenie accused her of (she had opportunity here), then why get upset? There is such a thing as “block!”

He said that ‘she’ can’t have shit like that ruin her chances for sobriety and she wants to leave rehab and get high.’ I reminded him she was 45 years old and he had no business getting in the middle of it– much less coming at me like somehow its MY fault…and what a pity excuse that would be for her to leave rehab.

God knows mother and daughter need to work on their sobriety and their relationship–nothing new there.

here’s the scale on the bullshit-o-meter! Yep…well

Posted on

Kids Say the Darndest things…

My daughter has 5 kids, all of them school-aged except Lilliana whose 4. They live in a rural area, out in the country where there are farms, barns, and nothing to do except explore nature! They have a pond on their property, lot of fields/pastures around them, a few neighboring cows and horses, and across the street from them is a field full of “cauliflower” popping up all over says 8-year-old Connor! haha! Guess he didn’t know they were edible either like cauliflower and just went “eww…”

Posted on

still in rehab

Well I don’t know what possessed Little Queenie to want to go to a sober living house instead of a regular inpatient structured rehab program that she needed, and possibly to satisfy Social Svcs. I suspect she was still using when she went in–mostly pot. She got kicked out of two already 100 miles away from here for behaviors (I am not exactly sure of and really none of my business), and is now in a 3rd sober living home. She is supposed to be getting a job but right now I am supporting her with food until she gets her food stamps. She had better get her shit together.

In other news, her mother has been crazy using herself and is planning on going into a rehab facility today in fact. We shall see if that happens. Deep down, I doubt either one of them will truly sober themselves totally and get on with living and being productive–but I try to be hopeful.

Posted on

it was 2010…

Easter morning. Isabella was living with me–she was 8 years old. Funny now she is 22 and still remembers this like it was yesterday and actually brought it up this morning.

I wasn’t quite sure what to make of our golden egg. We didn’t put any design or wrap on any of the eggs. If one holds it (and then shifts it to the right it resembles a cross, with a circle in the center like a pie with 6 pieces. Out from the cross is a line with what looks like a cloud on the end. Was this line drawn down from the cross with a cloud signifying the loss of 1 of 6 siblings? At this point, I’ve had losses of those I’ve loved, and I wondered its significance. I grew up with six siblings, a brother who died when he was 15. Was this a gift from my mother who loved Easter? my brother? my Dad? John (my ex who passed away from cancer in 2006 and loved Easter too?. I’ve had odd things happen but never something like this.

wow…the odd egg…a sign from the gr8 beyond because I have no explanation for it.

What do you make of it? …

Posted on

wedding bells …

I received an RSVP invitation to my sister’s daughter’s wedding which will be held at a fancy exclusive club named “The Club At Tartan Fields” in Dublin, Ohio on May 25th. They have event planning, accommodations, dining, you name it … and a golf course, that her husband-to-be and his family are members/supporters of.

I have been trying to figure out what to wear as the invitation says “dressy casual” — supposedly a stepdown from formal, not cocktail, and not jean casual either.

I’ve bought a few things, took them back … however,

After much deliberation, I have decided on a nice pair of black slacks, a crisp white blouse, sandals, and maybe a light jacket, coverup, or sweater. Supposedly the weather in Dublin should be low 70s on that date, but how can anybody really predict that, huh?! Down here around Memorial Day its 90s and humid, so I hope that’s not gonna be the case.

It says the wedding starts at half past 4 with reception immediately following, dinner and an open bar. Should be a lovely time. Am I taking anybody with me?! well…that’s debatable. I have somebody in mind but he don’t know it yet. We shall see.

Posted on

medical jargon

I am doing this consultation and get down to the physical exam, and he dictates…

LUNGS: Clear, and then what s/l no E to A changes.

E to A changes? … I go to investigate this on almighty Google coz it knows everything. I’m pretty sure it has to do with auscultating (listening to) the lungs … but come to find out, it is actually typed as E:A.

So here is what it means … to us lay people.

Egophony (E to A change) is said to occur when, during auscultation, a patient says the letter “E” and the examiner hears the letter “A,” again as occurs with pneumonia.

Yep that’s what’s up, Doc! …. now aren’t you feeling more edumicated?!

Posted on

RAIN STILL?

I swear it is a monsoon season here. The other day inbetween the raining I heard lawmowers already in my neighborhood…really? its so wet I don’t see the need as of yet…I got pretty little wild violets all over my yard…shame to mow ’em down.

and-as Maxine eloquently states…(haha!)

I can always hope…Yep, I don’t want to mow my yard EVER! but then again, I don’t want somebody to charge me more than I’m willing to pay either…so–