Month: March 2019

Simply the Best..Dad

Simply the Best..Dad

Today is my dad’s birthday. He was born on March 30, 1928. He would have been 91 years old. On a later date I will write a blog post about my dad’s life, hopefully on Father’s Day. My sister tells me that she has a 

Random Thoughts on a Friday Night

Random Thoughts on a Friday Night

This post is going to be all over the place. You’ve been warned! When I titled it “Random Thoughts”, that’s exactly what I meant. 52 for 52 I read somewhere last week that one of the Dugger girls (I think it was the daughter-in-law) decided 

Ever Heard of Chub Rub? What NOT to Do!!

Ever Heard of Chub Rub? What NOT to Do!!

I share a lot in my blog posts, and sometimes they are quite difficult to write.  Many times I share personal life experiences in the hope that I can help somebody else that may be in a similar situation.  After some long, hard thought I decided to share a recent experience..something that I would not wish on any other human.  Here is my ordeal with “chub rub“!!

How it all started..

It began like any other Saturday in the Davis household.  No need to set an alarm, so I slept in a bit later than usual.  This winter has seemed to drag on forever, so I was pleasantly surprised to see the sun shining and hear the birds chirping. It seemed almost springlike.  “This would be a great day to go to the dump and get that pile of crap out of our front yard”, I told my husband.

Let me back track a bit.  Last fall my husband decided that he could replace the engine in my step-daughter’s pickup “in one weekend”.  I highly discouraged this idea, because the last time he swapped an engine in my driveway it took over a month.  He assured me that wouldn’t be the case this time, and that this was definitely just a weekend job.  I knew he was going to do it, no matter how much I bitched.  Well, here we are..5 months later.  The engine-less truck is still sitting in my driveway (along with another non-running vehicle that belongs to my married son).

To top all of this off, we have been working on one of our bedrooms and have a bunch of remodel trash, including an entire roomful of ripped out carpet.  Since it’s been cold and snowy for ages, my husband piled all of this junk in the back of the engine-less truck.  Picture it.  Beautiful, eh? Not even a tarp on top of the junk.  Just a truckload of junk.

Lately I’ve truly been feeling like I live in a junkyard. The inside of my house is clean, I swear!  If my teenage son was embarrassed about a wooden crafted sign in my yard, he should really be proud of the way the house has recently been looking! All I can say is, I’m glad I don’t live in an HOA area…

Back to the REAL story..

So, on this beautiful Saturday morning we decided to get something done.  We borrowed a pickup and moved all of the trash from the bed of the engine-less truck to the bed of the borrowed one.  We worked hard, loading this junk and gathering any other dump worthy items we could find.  After we got back home, I did housework and some yardwork, too.  I worked up a good sweat (pretty proud of that).  Unfortunately, I also worked up a sweat in my groin region!

Now, my husband has often come home from work and spoke of being “gaulded”. I actually searched the dictionary for this word, but couldn’t find it.  I have heard the term used before, though.  His job is very physical at times, and this is pretty common for him.  I’ve seen him come home, soak in a hot tub, and slather vaseline all over the touchy areas.

Luckily, I’ve never really had that problem..until this day.  I guess it was a combination of sweat and friction, but boy, was I hurting! The area where my legs/thighs meet the “rest of my body” was red and raw.  I searched for Vaseline, but couldn’t find any.  I did have a jar of Vicks Vapor Rub, but I knew better than to put it on THAT area(even though I have put Vicks in some questionable areas before..another story for another time).

My husband suggested that I just use the antifungal spray that we had in the medicine cabinet.  It is used for jock itch, he’s used it before, yada yada yada…

Okay, Anything for Relief..

How can I describe the next few minutes without giving out TMI(too much information)?  I cannot,  so here goes…

I grabbed the can of spray and locked my bedroom door.  Spread eagle on the bed with the can of spray in my hand, I carefully aimed ONLY at the crease of the legs where the “chub rub” was located.  With a deep breath,  I pushed the nozzle and sprayed.  Okay, not bad.  Wait…I take that back!

Oh Holy Mother of a Son of a Biscuit!!!!  What the Flippity Fu….dge??  

My groin was BURNING!  I swear there should have been flames coming from it!    I wanted to scream at my husband, but no sound would come out of my open mouth.  It was like I was in one of those horror movies where something so horrible is happening that the person can’t even scream!

I turned the fan on that I keep by my bed  and positioned my affected region right in front of the cooling waves of air.  I’m so sorry for that picture in your minds, but it’s all part of the story. 🙂 After about 5 minutes, the pain subsided.  Not just the scorching, burning, searing devil pain of the spray..all of the pain.  The chafing actually felt much better, and the rest of the night felt great.  I asked my husband if he knew that this would happen, and he said “oh yeah, it stings a little bit at first”.

STINGS, MY ASS!!  IT BURNS LIKE HELL!

If this ever happens to me again, I hope we have some Vaseline.  If not, I’ll have to think long and hard before spraying that stuff in my affected region (even though it did end up helping)!

One more thing..although it is affectionately called ‘chub rub”, thin people can also be affected by chafing.  I did some research and found that runners and joggers also experience chafing, as well as people that work long hours in the heat.

Ways to prevent chafing

  1. Stay hydrated
  2. Lubricate target areas before exercise
  3. Keep crevice areas as dry as possible with non-talcum body powder (talcum has been linked to ovarian cancer).

 

I can’t believe I just shared that.  🙂

 

 

Second Chances

Second Chances

My first semester of college was a disaster. My son was born in February of my senior year in high school. I was determined that I wasn’t going to fall behind all of my classmates, so I enrolled in our local community college right after 

Hiding from the Cookies

Hiding from the Cookies

Are Girl Scout cookie sales over yet? Can I open my eyes now? Can I come out from my hiding place? Ha! Don’t get me wrong..I have nothing against Girl Scout cookies. I LOVE them! My entire family loves them. I usually buy at least 

Let’s Get Real!

Let’s Get Real!

I watched the red carpet arrivals before the Academy Awards. The dresses were amazing. I guess it’s a good thing I’m not an actress, because I would NOT do well with having to get all “gussied up” for various functions. That’s just not me. One thing I do like about events like the Oscars is that it gives the attendees a chance to really express themselves through their clothing choices. Let’s get real. I hear so much lately about being true to yourself, finding your authentic self. What is the authentic self? I’m going to look up the definition.

Authentic is defined as:
“not false or copied; genuine; real. Representing one’s true nature or beliefs; true to oneself or to the person identified.”

One thing I know about myself is that I want to be comfortable. I’m not going to give up comfort for beauty, fashion, or any of society’s expectations. I wear makeup most days, but just the basics. Every weekday morning as soon as I brush my teeth I put on foundation, eyeliner, mascara, and a little bit of nude lipstick. That’s it. I usually wear no makeup on weekends. Last week I went to a meeting first thing in the morning, and a co-worker said “Wow, you’re actually wearing makeup today”. Thanks a lot. I wear makeup every day. Either I’m just great at making it look natural, or it does me no good anyway because nobody thinks I wear it. :). That’s okay. It is who I am. My daughter in law spends hours on her makeup and rarely leaves home without it, and she’s being true to herself.  She’s a “girly girl “. I am not.

I don’t wear jewelry. I wear my wedding ring, and every once in a great while I’ll wear a necklace. That’s it. I used to try wearing more jewelry, but long ago I decided it wasn’t worth the hassle. As I said, I’m all about comfort. Jewelry is uncomfortable to me.

I can’t stand dressing up. I wear a dress on RARE occasions. I NEVER wear high heels. If I can’t find a good comfortable pair of flats to wear with my dress, it is not beyond me to go without shoes or put the old sneakers on. Seriously. At my son’s wedding my shoes were very uncomfortable, so I put my sneakers back on. I forgot I had them on during the mother-son dance, which was a bit embarrassing in pictures..but that’s just me!

This is an actual shot of my feet at my son’s wedding. I forgot to put my uncomfortable shoes back on before our dance!

My husband and I went on a cruise a few years back, which was fantastic. Guess what we skipped? We skipped fancy dress up dinner night, because neither one of us had any desire to dress up, be uncomfortable, and pretend to be something we are not. People were shocked when we came back and I told them we skipped it. Who cares? We had a hot tub all to ourselves while the other passengers were busy being fancy. 🙂

Hot tubbing on “fancy night” during our cruise

I am a genuine person. I try to be a good person, and I know I sometimes fail. I keep trying. If I’m your friend, I’ll be your friend forever..even if we don’t talk on a regular basis. I care about people. I care about animals. I worry too much, but I’m getting better.  I think little kids are amazing, and I truly love to hear people tell stories about their kids. I’m proud of my kids and grandkids, unconditionally. I post about them on social media, and I will never stop. Sorry, not sorry.

Yep, I’m a “Fanilow” !

I adore Barry Manilow. Anybody that really knows me, knows this. If anybody reading this happens to have a Manilow connection, meeting him is still and will always be on my bucket list!  😊 I also love other music, music from just about every genre. I love musical theater as well. Soon my sister and I plan on attending a show by a band called Godzillionaire because her (practically) son-in-law is their drummer. I’ve heard it might be a bit louder than I’m used to hearing, but I’m up for the challenge. My opinion is that ALL music is good in its own way.

Speaking of music, I love to sing. I sing with the radio, I sing by myself. I sound terrible, but I sing..and I don’t care.  Sometimes I remind myself of Melissa McCarthy’s character in some movie (can’t remember the name) where she is singing loudly with every single song that comes on the radio…annoying her companion.  That’s me, all the time.

I’m a bit socially awkward. People that don’t know me think I’m shy. People that do know me think that’s a crazy notion. I like to spend time with friends and family, but I treasure time alone. I need that alone time. I think we all do.

I’m weird, and I embrace it. I have a pretty warped sense of humor. I love weird people. I often laugh at very inappropriate things. I’m going to blame my father and oldest sister for that. 😂

I hate conflict, it stresses me out.  I don’t get mad easily, but when I do..I get REALLY mad! What pisses me off? People that think they are better than others. People that treat others like crap. People that treat animals like crap. People that constantly find something negative in every situation. People that spread false rumors. People that make assumptions without finding out the truth behind situations. People that pretend to be something they are not, just to fit in or impress others.

Dr. Seuss had the right idea (and don’t forget to wish him a Happy Birthday this week)..

 

Here’s hoping that you all can find the courage to always be your true self, and NEVER let anybody tell you (or make you feel) that you’re not good enough!

My challenge to you :  Think about where you are in your life today.  Its actually fun and interesting to take a step back and examine things. Are you allowing yourself to be your true self?  If not, we are never too old to make some changes.

Life is precious, life is short..do what YOU want to do!