Things I don’t want to see or hear or have people do.

Much like the sun damage from my youth, I need to get some things off my chest.

Prepare yourself for ComplainaPalooza 2020

Airport or restaurant check-ins on Facebook. 
Some peeps JUST post the check-in as their status. 
No one cares. Literally, NO ONE CARES.

I understand posting a pic of yourself with your people at a restaurant, or the airport because you’re excited about a trip, that is acceptable. (to me, but this is my blog, so my rules). 

DO not check-in. Not one person cares.

Honestly, I could go on all day about my FB complaints, but it’s futile. I just avoid FB when peeps annoy me.  For example, when someone shares 147 pictures from their afternoon at Chic Fil A having lunch with a friend. 

Has anyone heard of sharing just the highlights? 

Phrases that have run their course: 
*Current situation
*The struggle is real
*Said no one ever

One that has bothered me since the day I was born; I think I came out of my Mother’s lady 
kitchen being bothered about this one.
When you’re on the phone and you are giving someone your phone number or 
credit card number and as you are verbalizing said numbers (if you even pause for a 
second) they say OK, but they say OK WHILE YOU’RE TRYING TO MOVE 
ONTO THE REST OF THE DIGITS and then they don’t get the correct digits 
because they are saying OK while you’re trying to give them the digits. 

And exclamation points.
I mean, exclamation points!!! 
On texts, emails or notes written on homemade vellum paper delivered via 
messenger pigeons. 
We’re swimming in the sea of exclamation points. Are we really that excited? Are we angry? 
Are we cheerleaders? 
And it’s not just Millenials; I’ve corresponded with people in their 70’s. 
Why is everyone so darn excited when I thought most of the country was depressed.
Wait, maybe that’s just all the RX commercials I see. 

Ads on blogs. 
They slow the page load to the speed of smell. 
I understand you’re trying to make a few bucks; generally, a blog with ads is not one that
I’m going to enjoy so as soon as I see ads, I’m out. 

*Drops mic and heads to the laundry pile*

I’m sure you’re thinking now, wow, that Suz seems so nice and pleasant, and today she’s full 
of crap complaints.
Well, you’re right. 
But, once I purge my complaints, it’s all good in the hood. 

I’m Susie Sunshine once again, at your service. 

C’mon. YOU know you’ve got something to get off your chest; purging is good for the soul. 

Another milestone for me and WTF Blogger?

I noticed a huge drop in comments on my blog recently and it kind of perplexed me, made me sad, and a little angry. Yeah, I get angry sometimes. 😉

I’ve been visiting and commenting on a lot of blogs and then I realized that my comments really weren’t being published, saved or read.
Blogger and Google are trying to break up and we’re in the middle of this messiness.

I didn’t even know I was using google while blogging, but apparently, most of us are.
I went back and adjusted my settings to only use my Blogger profile but was still having issues.
I’ve read and tried a thousand different ways to change my settings, but found out that it’s just NOT my settings. It’s YOUR settings too.

If your Blogger settings are set for ONLY GOOGLE comments to be added, a lot of people can’t leave a comment. I have mine set to ANYONE can leave comments. (Blogger weeds out the spam for me)

If your blog only accepts GOOGLE accounts for comments, I wasn’t able to leave a comment.
Zip, None, Nada.

I did find that adjusting my settings in Safari did help though. I had to weed through a LOT of information to find this and *crossing my fingers* it will work forever.

On my Mac Laptop, I had to go into
Safari- Preferences- Privacy, then UNCLICK Prevent Cross-Site tracking

Don’t ask me what that means, but it seems to be working at the moment. Or maybe Google decided to stay in the marriage.

As for the milestone, I had my first colonoscopy this week. I have a really funny story to tell and NO, I didn’t shart in a public place. This time.

Ta Ta for now!

The one where I fell off the face of the blogosphere

Despite what you’ve read on the internet or on the bathroom wall, I am still very much alive.
How does one who loves to write in her blog and read other blogs as well just run out of time to do it?
If you figure out the answer, please clue me in.
Lots of stuff has been happening since I last blogged in March.
All good stuff.  I’m lucky and very thankful for that.

The Coach and I celebrated our 26th wedding anniversary; no grand gestures this year. We could never top last year, so why even try? We had a nice dinner out and time together is always a great time.

Popo Lolo, Suzanne & da’ Coach

Lolo has been training full time with the Sherriff’s dept. She likes her job, but guess what.
I knew this might happen and I’m kinda happy.
Oh, I forgot to let you guess.
She’s bored.
Well, kinda bored.
Arresting people isn’t as fun as it looks.
In her words: “People are stupid.”
Well, in my words, “if people weren’t stupid, we wouldn’t need police.”
But anyhoo. She’s training until 6/24, then she’s on her own. She already has her issued car.
She’s already looking into getting her masters degree so she can move into something a bit more …..a bit more…..hmmmm…what’s the word? Challenging? yeah, that’s it.
She’s such an intellectual, she will need something else to keep that mind working. But, she has to stick with what she’s doing for at least 2 years though; prayers for her safety will be appreciated.

Linds is doing very well also.  She’s trucking along at school, working on her degrees and is looking into grad school already: I love her tenacity to “get it done.”
She loves her job at the juice bar and is practically living alone since Lolo spends a lot of her time working. I couldn’t be prouder! And the fact that they still want to visit with us whenever they can is just a blessing.

Linds and Suz

I don’t see them a lot, but I see them enough to NOT cry about it.
How’s that sound?

Anyhoo. Not sure that anyone will actually read this nonsensical stuff, but I’m gonna try and keep up so my great grandkids will have something to read. I’m thinking they can pull up my blog via the back of their retinas and see what a loon their great grandma Suz was.


Pretty purple deliciousness

A few weeks ago I shared my purple surprises in the garden. 
When we got back from Vegas those babies had grown SO much that I had to prop up the plant before it busted from the weight.
I have been afflicted with overweight eggplants; but apparently their large BMI means only good stuff. 
What’s a girl to do with all of these? Well, of course my favorite is eggplant parm, but it isn’t the Coach’s favorite and I’m all about thinking about others these days.
Ok, I’m mostly sometimes thinking about others these days. 
 Looking for inspiration took me right to Claudia’s blog
I typed eggplant into her search and found this genius idea. 
It should be called delicious on plate for heaven’s sake!
I followed her recipe pretty much to the T, aside from using ground turkey sausage instead of pork or beef.
The Coach gave it 2 thumbs up, and I gave it 2 thumbs AND the peace sign….because I’m just that talented. 
Since we are practically empty nesters these days, I only added a green salad and the three eggplants I used this night made for dinner for both of us one night, 2 lunches and another dinner for me. 


I had guacamole for lunch yesterday; not waffles. 
I don’t even like waffles. Although, I’d rate them higher than pancakes. 
I’ve been waffling with this blog thing.
Should I stop. Should I continue. Should I keep thinking about it?
I’m over over-thinking things. again. 
I have a tendency to over-think OR to not think at all.
I should try to be more in the middle. Medium perhaps.
I’ve decided to stop waffling. Stop over thinking and just continue. Minus stressing about anything. 
By the way, please remind me to not have JUST guacamole for lunch. That was not a good idea at all.
Hey, here’s a picture of some important items I recently came across.
My retainer, my headgear, my Duran Duran keychain and of course my Alf button.
I’m sure you’re wondering….. and the answer is NO.
NO, my retainer doesn’t fit anymore; can you believe that my mouth has grown?
Perhaps at one time I did consume mass quantities of waffles.
How about you? Waffling over anything lately?

Mo blog, mo problems.

I’m throwing this out there hoping that someone smarter than I can help me.
I’ve had issues the last year with my posts showing up.
I hit publish, and my post will publish but it won’t show up on blogger feeds. (The dashboard)
I found that if I set up posts to post to a scheduled time, they would….but only they would post hours after the set time.
Which is fine, so I would set them for 6:00 am and they’d show up around 9:15am, just like a bad employee.
I’ve tried to adjust everything in my settings to rectify this. My next step is to poke someone in the eye with a spoon. Maybe even a grapefruit spoon. 
I know. Violence doesn’t solve problems but it does feel good at the time.
So I guess my real question is this: 
If someone posts a blog and NO ONE reads it, did they really post it?

They eventually show up on Bloglovin’ but not everyone uses that yet.
{BTW: how do you know when someone has posted something new?
What feed do you use?}
This was missed by most humans and one alien: My most recent blonde moment
For the life of him, Ozzie can’t figure out why this frustrates me.
He works out his frustrations by licking his crotch area…I’m not that talented.
Anyone else suffer from the non-posting of posts?

Should I seek medical help for my non-post traumatic stress? Hmmmm….I wonder if my insurance would cover that.