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A new toy.

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Since the husband retired, the number of old westerns being viewed in the living room has increased at an alarming rate. And while my normal response to this situation is to bury myself in a book, the husband’s ever increasing hearing loss is making concentration difficult. While I could move to a quieter room, hubby likes it when we’re in the same zip code… so I bought a toy.

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As you know we live in Maine. Land of lobster, scenic beauty and very sketchy internet service. Our tv’s are smart, but streaming is not smooth or reliable on a broadband connection.

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Enter my toy, a screen magnifier for cell phones. I was skeptical, but it actually works quite well and allows me to plug in my EarPods and watch all the HBO max series I’ve been missing without straining my aging eyes.

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I watched the new Matrix movie, Lovecraft Country, Chernobyl, The Nevers and Hacks and am seriously thinking thinking about starting Dr, Who…. from the beginning.

The Starz Western channel is 24 hours a day dontcha know.

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  2. Chernobyl is fantastic. When you say Dr. Who, do you mean the old Dr. Whos or the newer version? The husband grew up on those old ones and I’ve been subjected to them for two decades. They are, uh, an acquired taste. (I haven’t acquired it.)

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    1. Oh yes, do watch Dr. Who from the beginning although that could take a couple of years. I’m partial to the fifth, ninth, tenth and eleventh doctors. I haven’t watched the latest season yet, but I love Dr. Who, if I could get a real life size blue Tardis I would, you know to put all my heels…lol.

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      2. It’s a time machine actually that look like an English police box but when when you go inside, it’s way bigger than the outside. So it would make a great close for all my high heels don’t you know…🤣

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  8. Glad you and hubby have reached a “compromise.” Meanwhile, I though you had maybe got sick or something. The last post I received on my WP site was Gulp 4. I couldn’t believe the silence. So at last, just a few minutes ago I checked, and I was no longer following you. Know anything about that? This is not the first time someone has “unfollowed” me from someone else’s website, but those are usually political blogs, not “just friends” blogs. Did I say something here someone took offense to?

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    1. Sadly this has been a recurring problem. I’ve had long time followers dropped for no reason for the past 6 months or so. There’s no rhyme or reason to who the WP gods pick. One poor woman had to refollow me everyday fur a week before it stuck. Rest assured it’s not me, and if you see blog silence from me? I’m definitely dead.
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      2. Thank you. Thankfully I’ve only spent one night in a hospital in my entire life and I doubt this will surprise you… I was blogging from there as well.
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      3. Nope, that surprises no one, I am sure. I wish I had spent only one day in the hospital. I was about 5 or 6 the first time I went in. Weeping eczema took me there, my body was covered with scabs and pustules to the point I could not bend my knees or elbows without screaming. Funny, but when I left the hospital, I had no tonsils anymore.
        (For anyone reading this who has or knows a child with head to toe eczema at birth, there is hope. The eczema retreated steadily from my body until it was only on my arms, and sometimes my face. By the time I was 25 it had retreated out of my system.)

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      5. All in the past now. Just memories I had forgotten all about, as usual. What I remember about those days in the hospital as a child was three means a day of Lipton”s chicken noodle soup. So I guess my tonsils got infected while I was in there. And I remember being asked AFTER the operation if I wanted ice cream, but ice cream was only allowed in our family on birthday days, so I refused. I remember the nurse being shocked, but she never asked why I refused. I wish she had.
        There was one other thing that happened during that hospital stay (nothing sexually abusive) that scarred me for life, but I don’t want to make your readers sick. Those were primitive days, compared to modern times…

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