Aunty Vax

Now my entire building has had the opportunity to be inoculated, the first part of it anyway. Still, there are about half of the people who refuse to get a vaccine! I do not want these people around me, I do not want them around my grandchildren, and I do not want to see them when I go to throw things away and take the elevator.

I am as grouchy about this as I can possibly be. As grouchy as my Grandma Tommy when Procter & Gamble changed the formula for JIF peanut butter and her cookies were affected. I am as grouchy as my father when he was informed Duesing Brothers was out of Wiedemann in cases, on Sunday ... grumpier than Aunt Muriel without a cigarette even!

Back to the booze drinking. Those slim beautiful bottles of Wiedemann would sit in the refrigerator awaiting their sure fate. We always had milk in the refrigerator, but the only other thing there was to drink was beer ... and they would send me in to get them a beer, and I would open up the Wiedemann and glug down a sip. Even when I was a teenager, I thought that I would try it and it would be wonderful, and every time, it tasted like bandaids. I never liked the taste, and therefore always hated beer lol.

I didn't drink much until I started dating an older fellow when I was a teenager. We went to the Cricket Lounge in Cincinnati, and I had Bourbon and Coke, and it was wonderful. Eventually I realized I love Scotch more than Bourbon, but that was only after reading Dick Francis' PROOF, a murder mystery that features the Thoroughbred industry in Scotland.

Back to drinking and taking vaccines. When I was young, I had a flu vaccine, and soon thereafter I developed a fever. We went back to the doctor and I got thoroughly examined, and I was diagnosed with mononucleosis. I was 15 years old, and I missed a half a year of school. It was a strange time for me, but I did get to know my Mother a little better, and she did take really good care of me during that time. That was when we lived on the golf course. My country club days. (sigh)

Now we are in the 21st century and much has happened, much of it unfortunately due to alcoholism. My family lost brother Marshall at 56 from cirrhosis of the liver, sister Becky died at 45 from the disease, my mother had a bad stomach irritated by the fact that she drank so much.

I drink sometimes, but I can go a month or year or two without, so I'm not an alcoholic, like many people in my family.

I suffer from the same ailments as everybody else, so, please forgive me if I self medicate. I am full of pride and I neglect my duties as a Christian.

As soon as the coast is clear, I am going back to church, moving to Cincinnati, getting a volunteer job at their version of Radio Eye and reading the newspaper to the blind. That is my goal for 2021. Say a little prayer for me, will ya?

Peace, love and chicken livers, Kimm

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