{"id":2588,"date":"2013-06-23T21:01:34","date_gmt":"2013-06-24T02:01:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mofoxtrot.com\/viewpoint\/?p=2588"},"modified":"2014-02-26T16:21:11","modified_gmt":"2014-02-26T22:21:11","slug":"so-much-to-tell-so-many-words-to-type","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mofoxtrot.com\/viewpoint\/so-much-to-tell-so-many-words-to-type\/","title":{"rendered":"So Much to Tell&#8230;So Many Words to Type"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Adventure One &#8211; this morning<\/p>\n<p>The back story is my recliner. \u00a0My recliner is one of those power lift chairs. \u00a0We bought it so my mother could get out of a chair. \u00a0She left us in 2007, so we must have had this chair a couple years before that. \u00a0I&#8217;ve been sitting in this chair every day of my life that I live at home. \u00a0I soak up my mother&#8217;s DNA and use it as a Mom reminder. \u00a0I love the chair. \u00a0The chair has been telling me it might be time for it to join my mother. \u00a0The chair is going to chair heaven<\/p>\n<p>The power thing has been failing. \u00a0I&#8217;m laying fully streched out enjoying life and then the power thing fails and I can&#8217;t get the chair up. \u00a0It&#8217;s been getting worse. \u00a0I have learned that I can crawl out the side of the chair, but this does not look like ballet. \u00a0It looks like, well, pitiful is the word that comes to mind.<\/p>\n<p>This afternoon, I was laying in the chair, snoozing. That&#8217;s what everyone does on a Sunday afternoon. \u00a0I was stretched out when a big knock on the front door came. \u00a0My body shot up straight and leaped out of the chair to a puddle on the floor. \u00a0 I had to drag my body off the floor to an upright position. Meanwhile, someone is standing at the front door. \u00a0 The dogs were at the door. Justine was barking. \u00a0Finally, \u00a0I made it to the door and straddled Heidi. \u00a0Somehow she got between my legs. \u00a0I opened the door straddling a German Shepard while Justine on three legs lunged out the door. Whoopee!<\/p>\n<p>It was a person that fishes in our lake. \u00a0He just wanted to thank me for letting him fish. \u00a0We chatted. \u00a0He never mentioned or let on how odd it was to have someone answer the door astride a German Shepherd with little Justine lunging at him. \u00a0After all, he fishes here. \u00a0He&#8217;s seen us in all our glory.<\/p>\n<p>But that was end of chair. \u00a0Chair has been dragged to the dumpster. \u00a0Blessing have been said. \u00a0No longer will I be lounging with my mother&#8217;s DNA. \u00a0sigh&#8230; \u00a0Sad day.<\/p>\n<p>New chair is in my mini van awaiting someone with strength and knowledge to get it inside the house and put together.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Adventure One &#8211; this morning The back story is my recliner. \u00a0My recliner is one of those power lift chairs. \u00a0We bought it so my mother could get out of a chair. \u00a0She left us in 2007, so we must have had this chair a couple years before that. \u00a0I&#8217;ve been sitting in this chair every day of my life that I live at home. \u00a0I soak up my mother&#8217;s DNA and use it as a Mom reminder. \u00a0I love the chair. \u00a0The chair has been telling me it might&hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2588","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mofoxtrot.com\/viewpoint\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2588","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mofoxtrot.com\/viewpoint\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mofoxtrot.com\/viewpoint\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mofoxtrot.com\/viewpoint\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mofoxtrot.com\/viewpoint\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2588"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/mofoxtrot.com\/viewpoint\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2588\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2883,"href":"https:\/\/mofoxtrot.com\/viewpoint\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2588\/revisions\/2883"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mofoxtrot.com\/viewpoint\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2588"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mofoxtrot.com\/viewpoint\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2588"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mofoxtrot.com\/viewpoint\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2588"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}