Three Hundred Sixty Six

That is how many e-mails I woke to this morning. 

They have caused me to try and figure a way to block all comments on this blog. 

Six of them were lovely, encouraging comments from real live blog friends.  Four were company e-mails that I indeed signed up for (one a clothing store and three farming/gardening supplies and equipment)  The rest?  The rest were spam. Not ham in a can type spam, but the often gross and always annoying unsolicited comment spam. 

Three hundred fifty six spam in one twenty four hour period (actually a little less than twenty-four but we’ll go with the rounded out hours eh?

Oh, by the way, I’m gonna put some pictures in this post because it looks boring without them but they have little to nothing to do with what I’m whining about today.

So I’ve researched and this is what I have found:

WordPress doesn’t believe in the word verification thingy.  Golly.  Wish I woulda known about this problem before I switched up.  However, I’m not going to jump ship just yet.

It is good and a wonderful late summer treat, but when you've eaten all the corn on the cob you can possible eat...

The supposed fix takes my getting a plug-in and before I do that they suggest I back-up my blog.  Shucks I should probably do that any way and I really need to do that for my photos I keep loadin’ up on the computer.  Maybe I oughta do that this week. 

And by this week I really mean most likely next week as I am looking forward and getting ready for a bit of a party here at the farm this weekend, and Dirt has the first of his furlough days tomorrow and that certainly has to be celebrated.  Maybe we’ll all sit with our ballots and fill them out for just such an occasion.  Golly, which do I like more, Dirt off for a day here and there or the same size paycheck (forget the dream about a bigger one)?  Gee….

So…. until I get this problem with wordpress fixed I am trying to turn off the comments.  By trying the whole register to comment thing, if ya don’t wanna register to comment, I don’t blame you.  I just mostly am curious if it stops the constant flood or if I will still be flooded with comments that I then have to approve.  I dunno, but I hope it will give me time to fix the issue.

Well then, you cut the rest of the corn off the cob and are surprised that you get eight quarts! Now what?

I most likely won’t really be getting to all this even by next week if it means I have to back my blog up.  I looked at doing that and man alive it looks sorta complicated.  Either that or I am just to cranky to deal with it.

Cranky?  Yep, sorta homicidally cranky.  Not a migraine this time, amazingly enough, this time it is knots in my back that won’t go away.  I thought it was just one big one until Dirt stopped rubbing the one knot and found three other knots, two on the same side higher up and one on the other side nearly opposite the first one on the right-hand side.  They are all inbetween my wing buds.

Diggin' through the collection of onions.

Back knots – ow! – have an actual name.  Last week I was going to post that I discovered a new disease and was going to name it cannersback.  But then I got to looking at what I could do for it and found that knots in the back actually already have a name. Myofascial trigger points.  Not nearly as difficult to say as Peripheral Neuropathy or Transverse Myelitis and the whole “trigger point” part uses ordinary sounding words so perhaps my run with bizarre diseases has come to an end eh?

Anywho, they are common.  They are connective tissue related and seem to be caused by nutritional deficiencies, stress, overworking that particular muscle, and laziness.  Overwork and laziness?  Okay, the laziness is my twist.  Stretching would be a good way to prevent them from developing but I am too lazy to take the time to stretch at various times during the day, let alone just once in the morning to get me started. 

Peeled purple pearls of perfection - alliteration run amuck

What is the knot?  It is a chunk of muscle that has contracted and won’t let go.  They cause pain sometimes at the site of the contraction and sometime the pain is referred to other places.  Yep.  That would be why my right arm feels like I just got a round of injections, twenty times worse than a tetanus booster. And my neck feels like Chuck Norris just karate chopped me.

Add some red pepper, what a pretty combination, plus vinegar, sugar, salt and some spices.

Onward to treatment and prevention.  I’ve got my supplements divied up, focusing on Calcium, magnesium, manganese, zinc, copper, B’s, D, A, C, amino acids, alpha-linolenic acid(golly is there anything not on the list?).  And watch what I’m eating – avoiding peanuts and inflammatory foods and eating more anti-inflammatory foods.  Huh.  All stuff I’ve been meaning to do for sometime now.  Amazing what hideous flippin’ pain will make you do eh? 

Annoying stupid twitches since spring (you know the kind, mostly your eyelid twitches but sometimes other muscles develop these twitches which can be sort of entertaining on a slow day)  and random inconvenient cramps in my feet, calves and hands only caused me to think about getting back to taking my supplements and honestly eating better (as opposed to just wishing I would).  Oh, and drinking water, I used to drink a lot of water, way more than they recommend but then our well water went all funky and now I hardly drink any.  Bother.  But I’ll start, well I already started yesterday, now we are out of water (jug o’water water).

In a nut shell that’s how you get me, Lanny, to do something, cause pain (like having to erase three hundred sixty comments and the emails that go with ’em) or tell me I can’t do it (as in I am incapable of performing that task)  Sheesh! 

Front and center, three types of corn relish. The pantry is beginning to fill with something other than store bought items.

I’m sorry about the comment thing and if you really wanna chit-chat with me or tell me I’m crazy then just e-mail me for now.  Or figure out how to register.  Maybe if I don’t have to spend an hour-plus deleting comments I can get around to visiting you.

Oh by the way four of us tied for first place on this week’s header challenge.  So I suppose I oughta add that picture too.  But really a four way tie?   Oh and another thing, my apologies for poor writing skills rearing their ugly little heads lately but I’m homicidally right?  you wouldn’t wanna say nuthin’ ’bout that now would ya?