Cheating

I feel a bit of a 'cheat', by adding the "Quilting Bloggers" Badge, to my blog.

I seem to have been doing very little quilting myself of late, & even my stitching has slowed.



I wanted to add the logo with Links though, so others could check out the wonderful world of Quilters. If you click on the Logo on the sidebar, you can find all the quilters your heart could desire. I have not been so presumptuous as to add myself, since I don't often have much quilting content.



Others do, & I have been wasting valuable sewing time spending some time enjoying seeing all the wonderful projects & quilting of others.



We have had a week of rain, which was dreary & grey, though of course, good for the garden & countryside in general.

Today is a better day, fluffy clouds, & some blue & sunny patches.



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Back to Doctor for Blood pressure monitoring. Improved, with further medication, & I suspect I feel better for it. I have also been prescribed a new ointment, which has tamed the itch to a dull roar. At least it has also reduced the ugliness of some of the lesions- caused by my incessant scratching- too, so I dont feel I look quite so 'spotted'.



My daughter has a client who is days away from her 100th Birthday. She was born in Scotland, & is an amazing lady. She still has all her marbles, & also, amazingly, her own teeth!



I have blogged in the past about dentists, & matters dental. I am a devout coward over my teeth. I finally had to give into the truth of time, & had my top teeth removed. I had spent thousands of $$$$$s on them over the years. I am sure when I went to visit the dentist's I could almost hear them rubbing their hands in glee! Especially once they realised I was a New Zealander.



Kiwi's seem to have notoriously bad teeth. A New Zealand born, & trained, Chinese Dentist I consulted once, told me he was given a job in London immediately, on the strength of his nationality, as they knew he would have had plenty of experience!!



My mother lost all her teeth when she was about 15, she told us they were chalky, & she could scrape them away! She also had a lot of broken bones, which would seem to indicate she was seriously lacking in something. They had a house cow, & she loved the fresh milk. Her mother was a good cook, who was very conscious of providing a good balanced diet. There was, of course, no such thing as 'junk food', nor was there money for sweets!



I have never believed in the theory that milk is good for teeth, or bones. I loathe milk myself, which probably has something to do with my 'whacko' beliefs. But I have often pondered the peoples of the world who have no milk in their diets. They don't seem to have bad teeth, or weak bones. Pacific Island peoples have traditionally never had milk, but they seemed to posses some of the strongest frames.



I am sure I will find people who disagree. It is rather like the elephant theory. How does it go?

If you have something pink, you won't be plagued with elephants.

But, there are no elephants.

See, I told you it works.



Once when I was arguing against Hormone Replacement Therapy, a Doctor told me it prevents Osteoporosis.

When I told her I had already been daignosed as having Osteoporosis, she then told me it would probably be much worse, if I stopped HRT.



What? Fewer Elephants?



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This is the Queen's Birthday Long weekend. Monday is a holiday, for many. It means an influx of 'tourists'. Judging by the sound of some of the traffic, the hoons are alive & well.

I wonder if they will still be so well, come Tuesday.



In spite of their youthful hoonery, I hope they stay safe.





Joan Baez, Daddy You Been On My Mind.