Blog post #287 of 365
"Think the best of each other, especially those you love. Assume the good and doubt the bad." Cindy J.
"Being honest may not get you a lot of friends but it will get you the right ones." Richard C
"In the south 'Aren't you precious' translates to 'At least your mama thinks your pretty' and 'Bless your heart' translates to 'you really are stupid.'" Elizabeth G
"When the past calls, let it go to voicemail, it never has anything new to say." Karen D
"Baseball as in life, all important things happen at home." Sarah K
"Damaged people are dangerous because they know they can survive." Ashley T
"Behave, not fun but surprisingly effective." Desiree
"Trust is earned, respect is given, loyalty is demonstrated. Betrayal of any one is to lose all three." Richard C
"It is only work if somebody makes you do it" Richard C
"Live your life to impress yourself." Emily
"I am not perfect, I make a lot of mistakes but I still love those people who stay with me after knowing how I really am." Rose
"It is not what the world holds for you but what you bring to it that matters." Lorene S
"Pausing to delight in the simple joys of every day life is the only way to truly live." Rachel Macy Stafford
"Things taste sweeter and love comes easier when you stop rushing through life." Rachel Macy Stafford
"DNA does not define family, love does."
"It is the little things we do that make a world of difference." The start of a new trend on Facebook (Feeding the homeless)
"If you can't get rid of your family skeletons, you might as well make em dance!" H&M
"You know its a good day when you didn't have to unleash the flying monkeys!" Bean
"Negative thinking and behavior is like cancer. Cut it out and the healing begins." Jimbo
"I am so blessed, its like Heavenly Father knows exactly what I need, which he does." Marcy (Duh moment.)
"Sometimes we forget to inventory the things we have before we ask for more. Often what we desire has already been given but we just don't recognize it." Kerry
"Not to know is bad. Not to wish to know is worse." Richard
"Every day we are engaged in a miracle which we don't even recognize; a blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, the black, curious eyes of a child - our own two eyes. All is a miracle." Thich Nhat Hanh
"We must be stronger than our fears." Scott S
"Reach out to someone who is lonely today." Scott S
"Peace is not the one thing you feel right before you need to face your fears. But, it comes right after you do. There is a peace on the other side of brave." Laurel D
"The more you know who you are and what you want, the less you let things upset you." Marian ML
"It is your reaction to adversity, not the adversity itself, that determines how your life's story will develop." Deter U
"You are braver than you believe and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think." Disney vis Channing S
"Everybody is a genius, but if you if you judge a fish by how well he climbs a tree, it will live its whole life thinking it is stupid." Albert E. (Standardized testing...)
"Whom is vocabulary drenched in bourbon, monocles and mustaches." The Oatmeal
"Ohana means family." Lilo
"Dreams don't work unless you do." Kerry
Authority should be derived from the consent of the governed, not the fear of threat." Barbie 'Toy Story 3'
"Everything will be alright in the end. If it isn't alright then it isn't the end." The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel
Saturday, August 31, 2013
Friday, August 30, 2013
PT Ends
Blog post #286 of 365
I have been going to physical therapy twice a week for several weeks. Twenty four visits all together. When I started I was using a walker pretty much full time I could barely do any real exercises and begged them to give me a home exercise plan. I pushed myself.
Through the experience I worked mostly with Zack but a few days with Stevie and one day with Bernard who never spoke to me. I loved seeing the progress and feeling stronger and better. I still ice now and then and have a little pain here and there. I can't do some of the thing I did prior to the accident. It frustrates me and makes me a little sad. Part of me wishes I could go to PT until everything is right again but it isn't going to happen.
As I finish up I wonder how many people do not follow through? Who would not do the work out at home? I wonder how much pain they are in? I wonder how much longer they will try before they give up? But I wonder too will my pain increase? Will I do everything in my power to get even better?
While in therapy I met the dedicated and the lazy. I saw quick progress and the slow progress. I can see who works at home and who expects miracles without the work. I also see how working toward a goal has helped me make progress but I fear I will never jump the last hurtle and I fear the residual pain. In the meanwhile I'll keep praying for miracles.
Thank you to my therapist Charles and to his assistants Zack and Stevie and to Ingrid who did her magic to schedule me as best she could at the times I needed!
I have been going to physical therapy twice a week for several weeks. Twenty four visits all together. When I started I was using a walker pretty much full time I could barely do any real exercises and begged them to give me a home exercise plan. I pushed myself.
Through the experience I worked mostly with Zack but a few days with Stevie and one day with Bernard who never spoke to me. I loved seeing the progress and feeling stronger and better. I still ice now and then and have a little pain here and there. I can't do some of the thing I did prior to the accident. It frustrates me and makes me a little sad. Part of me wishes I could go to PT until everything is right again but it isn't going to happen.
As I finish up I wonder how many people do not follow through? Who would not do the work out at home? I wonder how much pain they are in? I wonder how much longer they will try before they give up? But I wonder too will my pain increase? Will I do everything in my power to get even better?
While in therapy I met the dedicated and the lazy. I saw quick progress and the slow progress. I can see who works at home and who expects miracles without the work. I also see how working toward a goal has helped me make progress but I fear I will never jump the last hurtle and I fear the residual pain. In the meanwhile I'll keep praying for miracles.
Thank you to my therapist Charles and to his assistants Zack and Stevie and to Ingrid who did her magic to schedule me as best she could at the times I needed!
Thursday, August 29, 2013
My Toes
Blog post #285 of 365
Yesterday my toe started to get pink and hurt. So I made an appointment with the foot doctor who said to come back if I had any problems. Unfortunately there was a wait. My appointment was for 4 this afternoon.
With every passing minute my toe hurt more. It got bright pink and began to swell. Lets just say I thought 4 would never arrive. I barely accomplished anything.
He put my toe to sleep. What a relief. Then he dug out as much infection as he could find! There was plenty. I have wound care for the next few days and some oral antibiotics. Hopefully this time next week I'll be feeling better because right now I am hating life!
I am grateful for medication, a good doctor and a great son who drove me!!
Yesterday my toe started to get pink and hurt. So I made an appointment with the foot doctor who said to come back if I had any problems. Unfortunately there was a wait. My appointment was for 4 this afternoon.
With every passing minute my toe hurt more. It got bright pink and began to swell. Lets just say I thought 4 would never arrive. I barely accomplished anything.
He put my toe to sleep. What a relief. Then he dug out as much infection as he could find! There was plenty. I have wound care for the next few days and some oral antibiotics. Hopefully this time next week I'll be feeling better because right now I am hating life!
I am grateful for medication, a good doctor and a great son who drove me!!
Wednesday, August 28, 2013
Excerpts
Blog post 284 of 365
The following are excerpts from http://chloeofthemountain.com/. They apply to me so read on if you're interested.
"Just because your son masquerades around as a grown man your heart doesn't recognize him for the little boy he'll always be."
"My son marches to the beat of a different drummer. (And, just between you and me, if I ever find that damned drummer I'm going to beat him to death with his own drumsticks.)"
"It takes guts to stand on your own as a man today and take responsibility for your own life. And it takes guts (and possibly a lot of red wine and Xanax) to be the mother of such a man. I've learned the hard way that it is best to just look at him and sigh, and know we love each other. Forever."
While I don't agree with the wine and Xanax I do believe it never gets any easier. You will always be a parent of that masquerading grown man.
I guess motherhood and sons are universal.
The following are excerpts from http://chloeofthemountain.com/. They apply to me so read on if you're interested.
"Just because your son masquerades around as a grown man your heart doesn't recognize him for the little boy he'll always be."
"My son marches to the beat of a different drummer. (And, just between you and me, if I ever find that damned drummer I'm going to beat him to death with his own drumsticks.)"
"It takes guts to stand on your own as a man today and take responsibility for your own life. And it takes guts (and possibly a lot of red wine and Xanax) to be the mother of such a man. I've learned the hard way that it is best to just look at him and sigh, and know we love each other. Forever."
While I don't agree with the wine and Xanax I do believe it never gets any easier. You will always be a parent of that masquerading grown man.
I guess motherhood and sons are universal.
Tuesday, August 27, 2013
Waiting
Blog post #283 of 365
My grandmother always said anything worth having is worth working and waiting for, I agree. Every day and every night I say my prayers. My prayers are mostly of gratitude and love but every once in a while I ask for something. Now I know everything happens in God's time but frankly I am not as patient as He is.
While waiting for anything I usually distract myself. Read or write or draw while waiting helps pass the time.
I have learned not to ask the Lord for patience because He will do everything He can to try my patience and buoy it up. I know He can work miracles and in the meanwhile I do my part, remain grateful for what I do have and try to remember the wise words of the fairy Godmother of Cinderella said, "Even miracles take a little time."
My grandmother always said anything worth having is worth working and waiting for, I agree. Every day and every night I say my prayers. My prayers are mostly of gratitude and love but every once in a while I ask for something. Now I know everything happens in God's time but frankly I am not as patient as He is.
While waiting for anything I usually distract myself. Read or write or draw while waiting helps pass the time.
I have learned not to ask the Lord for patience because He will do everything He can to try my patience and buoy it up. I know He can work miracles and in the meanwhile I do my part, remain grateful for what I do have and try to remember the wise words of the fairy Godmother of Cinderella said, "Even miracles take a little time."
Monday, August 26, 2013
Arthritis (My Own Observations Not Self Help)
Blog post #282 of 365
The other day my mom was showing me her fingers. She has lost a little mobility and has a few knobby spots of arthritis. I just looked at them and shook my head. She complains a lot. I am used to it. She didn't seem too happy that I wasn't too concerned. I'm not. Nearly everyone will have a little arthritis by the time they are in their mid to late 70's.
You see I am 24 years younger than she is. I was diagnosed with arthritis in my teens. I have suffered the pains of arthritis most of my life and she started maybe 15 or 20 years ago.
After a few moments she started to get upset about my 'lack of concern' at how she "looks old." I immediately showed her mine. I have more knobby spots that she had not yet noticed. She is not concerned.
Every day I am grateful for the slow progression of the disease. I see someone with truly gnarly looking knobby places and I am even more grateful but I am also compassionate because I know the pain they endure.
I guess my position is to take the best possible care of yourself and pray the Lord will spare you as long as possible and in the meanwhile to be grateful for everything you do have.
The other day my mom was showing me her fingers. She has lost a little mobility and has a few knobby spots of arthritis. I just looked at them and shook my head. She complains a lot. I am used to it. She didn't seem too happy that I wasn't too concerned. I'm not. Nearly everyone will have a little arthritis by the time they are in their mid to late 70's.
You see I am 24 years younger than she is. I was diagnosed with arthritis in my teens. I have suffered the pains of arthritis most of my life and she started maybe 15 or 20 years ago.
After a few moments she started to get upset about my 'lack of concern' at how she "looks old." I immediately showed her mine. I have more knobby spots that she had not yet noticed. She is not concerned.
Every day I am grateful for the slow progression of the disease. I see someone with truly gnarly looking knobby places and I am even more grateful but I am also compassionate because I know the pain they endure.
I guess my position is to take the best possible care of yourself and pray the Lord will spare you as long as possible and in the meanwhile to be grateful for everything you do have.
Sunday, August 25, 2013
It Isn't The End Yet
Blog post #281 of 365
I remember while watching The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel a while back there was one line that really stuck in my brain as important. "Everything will be alright in the end. If it isn't alright then it isn't the end." I kind of cling to that notion.
Lately life has been a little off, unpredictable, not exactly what I'd expect and not exactly alright. So I guess it isn't the end yet!
I remember while watching The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel a while back there was one line that really stuck in my brain as important. "Everything will be alright in the end. If it isn't alright then it isn't the end." I kind of cling to that notion.
Lately life has been a little off, unpredictable, not exactly what I'd expect and not exactly alright. So I guess it isn't the end yet!
Saturday, August 24, 2013
Today I Am Sad
Blog post #280 of 365
My heart broke a little more today. My son passed on the information that a friend had passed away.
A few years ago I was a Sunday school teacher. I taught the youth. I taught the 15/16 year old kids and anyone unwilling to go to their own class. I probably had as many that didn't belong to me as I did my own. I enjoyed teaching them. Letting them know that it is okay to question things and figure them out on your own was the only way to gain your own testimony. I moved and later switched to a different building where I eventually I had the same calling.
The young man that passed away was in my earlier Sunday school class as an add on. I loved him. I appreciated his character. I understood his love of life and confusion the teen years usually bring.
After our move we had few opportunities to talk but when we did there was never any judgement on either side. He told me the first time I saw him after the move that he loved that I listened without judgement and knew he could always rely on me to shoot straight and tell it like it is. I appreciated his faith in me as I had faith in him too.
Sometime later he told me he was joining the service and was going to serve our country. Again I was proud of him.
Through the years I knew he had substance abuse issues. I knew he struggled within the confines of his own family and the world in general. I also knew he had a wonderful heart and a courageous spirit that was often contagious.
His passing brought back the sorrows of the passing of other young people in my life. They were all so young. One in junior high, two just after high school, then the last two not even 30. We are suppose to live a full life but how full is a life cut short. I will ever celebrate and also mourn the short span they all had. I believe in the hereafter and it is my hope these young spirits can come together in some way and live one. Maybe helping to guide us along the way.
You will be missed my friend. May the Lord hold you in his arms until we meet again.
My heart broke a little more today. My son passed on the information that a friend had passed away.
A few years ago I was a Sunday school teacher. I taught the youth. I taught the 15/16 year old kids and anyone unwilling to go to their own class. I probably had as many that didn't belong to me as I did my own. I enjoyed teaching them. Letting them know that it is okay to question things and figure them out on your own was the only way to gain your own testimony. I moved and later switched to a different building where I eventually I had the same calling.
The young man that passed away was in my earlier Sunday school class as an add on. I loved him. I appreciated his character. I understood his love of life and confusion the teen years usually bring.
After our move we had few opportunities to talk but when we did there was never any judgement on either side. He told me the first time I saw him after the move that he loved that I listened without judgement and knew he could always rely on me to shoot straight and tell it like it is. I appreciated his faith in me as I had faith in him too.
Sometime later he told me he was joining the service and was going to serve our country. Again I was proud of him.
Through the years I knew he had substance abuse issues. I knew he struggled within the confines of his own family and the world in general. I also knew he had a wonderful heart and a courageous spirit that was often contagious.
His passing brought back the sorrows of the passing of other young people in my life. They were all so young. One in junior high, two just after high school, then the last two not even 30. We are suppose to live a full life but how full is a life cut short. I will ever celebrate and also mourn the short span they all had. I believe in the hereafter and it is my hope these young spirits can come together in some way and live one. Maybe helping to guide us along the way.
You will be missed my friend. May the Lord hold you in his arms until we meet again.
Writing to The World
Blog post #311 of 365
My niece had a link on her Facebook page to this little boy. http://www.writingtotheworld.com/ I can't help but wonder if he is dictating letters to someone who writes or if this little boy is actually writing each letter. I really should read the entire page but the map intrigued me and made me want to write about it.
The kid wants to go to every country. He has been to many. His parents are encouraging him to travel the world, be curious and reach out to people.
Can you imagine if every parent did?
I have never wanted to go to every country. I still don't but there are many I would like to go visit. Some I have never seen while others I saw many years ago. Oh to have had parents who traveled and been smart enough and fortunate enough to travel through the years.
The page is pretty cool check it out.
My niece had a link on her Facebook page to this little boy. http://www.writingtotheworld.com/ I can't help but wonder if he is dictating letters to someone who writes or if this little boy is actually writing each letter. I really should read the entire page but the map intrigued me and made me want to write about it.
The kid wants to go to every country. He has been to many. His parents are encouraging him to travel the world, be curious and reach out to people.
Can you imagine if every parent did?
I have never wanted to go to every country. I still don't but there are many I would like to go visit. Some I have never seen while others I saw many years ago. Oh to have had parents who traveled and been smart enough and fortunate enough to travel through the years.
The page is pretty cool check it out.
Friday, August 23, 2013
Time
Blog post #279 of 365
It seems the closer I get to a year full of posts the less I have to say. Just kidding I can almost always find something to say. It just usually happens when I don't have anything to write on, lol.
I have done bunch of thinking about time. How it slips away and before you know it the day is over, then the week, the month, and a year has gone by. Well this quest of 365 posts in 365 days isn't over yet but it is creeping up on me very quickly. I mean really less than 100 days left!
Honestly as time passes it seems I am never really sure where it went.
My advice make the most of every experience. We all have day to day stuff but when you see that sunset, sunrise, baby, friend, or family just remember to breathe, enjoy and everything will be okay. When you have the opportunity to try something new try it. Be adventurous because you only have one Earthly life so live it.
It seems the closer I get to a year full of posts the less I have to say. Just kidding I can almost always find something to say. It just usually happens when I don't have anything to write on, lol.
I have done bunch of thinking about time. How it slips away and before you know it the day is over, then the week, the month, and a year has gone by. Well this quest of 365 posts in 365 days isn't over yet but it is creeping up on me very quickly. I mean really less than 100 days left!
Honestly as time passes it seems I am never really sure where it went.
My advice make the most of every experience. We all have day to day stuff but when you see that sunset, sunrise, baby, friend, or family just remember to breathe, enjoy and everything will be okay. When you have the opportunity to try something new try it. Be adventurous because you only have one Earthly life so live it.
Thursday, August 22, 2013
A Full Day
Blog post # 278 of 365
I love having a full day. They pass more quickly and I usually feel accomplished. However I anticipate today will not be such an accomplished day.
I have to make breakfast, pick up a friend, run to LA to pick up some things, come home while dropping off my friend on the way back, clean out the fridge, put stuff away, make lunch, paint some things, make some phone calls, make dinner, and take out the trash. But somehow I feel like I'll complete all of those tasks and still not feel accomplished.
However the day will pass quickly and I will have a shorter list for Friday.
I love having a full day. They pass more quickly and I usually feel accomplished. However I anticipate today will not be such an accomplished day.
I have to make breakfast, pick up a friend, run to LA to pick up some things, come home while dropping off my friend on the way back, clean out the fridge, put stuff away, make lunch, paint some things, make some phone calls, make dinner, and take out the trash. But somehow I feel like I'll complete all of those tasks and still not feel accomplished.
However the day will pass quickly and I will have a shorter list for Friday.
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
Picking a Topic
Blog post #277 of 365
It seems the closer I get to a year full of posts every day the harder it is to pick a topic.
I have ideas whenever I am away from the keyboard but once I turn the computer on they all vanish. It is like magic. Poof all ideas are gone.
It seems the closer I get to a year full of posts every day the harder it is to pick a topic.
I have ideas whenever I am away from the keyboard but once I turn the computer on they all vanish. It is like magic. Poof all ideas are gone.
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Please
Blog post #276 of 365
Please don't look up at me while crossing the street and then slow down so I miss the light.
Please don't drive like a maniac. You will get there just as fast without dodging in and out of traffic.
Please don't encroach on my lane.
Please don't waste my time.
Please don't lie to me.
Please cover your mouth when you cough or sneeze.
Please wash your hands when you use the facilities.
Please chew with your mouth closed.
Please don't lecture me when I say bless you after the sneeze.
Please go to a private place to talk on your cell phone. The grocery line, in your car (while driving), in the crowded elevator, in the restroom stall next to me, at my door when you are trying to sell me something or deliver the mail (it bugs my dogs) or any place else that interferes with our day.
Please don't wear heavy doses of perfume especially to the theater, doctor's office, or your place of employment. I have allergies and I am not the only one. Just take a shower or bath. You smell fine without making people rely on rescue inhalers.
Please take a shower or bath more than once a week.
Please take only one parking place at a time.
Please don't speed in the school zone.
Please use a trash can.
Please do not assume I did or didn't do it. Ask, I'll tell you the truth and why if you want to know.
Please don't spit on the sidewalk, in the doorway, on the floor, or anyplace I may have to look, step, or sit.
Please don't flick your boogers.
Please keep your potty mouth out of public. We don't want to hear it.
Please don't smoke by the door. We don't like your second hand smoke.
Please don't leave your butts on the ground or dump your ash tray in the parking lot or street.
Please pick up after yourself.
Please help out when and where you can.
Please take pride in your work.
Please try to smile more often.
Please use your manners.
Please be kind.
Please understand I am not perfect.
I could keep going but I think I sound a little too demanding. But honestly I asked politely and have more than my own interests at heart.
Please don't look up at me while crossing the street and then slow down so I miss the light.
Please don't drive like a maniac. You will get there just as fast without dodging in and out of traffic.
Please don't encroach on my lane.
Please don't waste my time.
Please don't lie to me.
Please cover your mouth when you cough or sneeze.
Please wash your hands when you use the facilities.
Please chew with your mouth closed.
Please don't lecture me when I say bless you after the sneeze.
Please go to a private place to talk on your cell phone. The grocery line, in your car (while driving), in the crowded elevator, in the restroom stall next to me, at my door when you are trying to sell me something or deliver the mail (it bugs my dogs) or any place else that interferes with our day.
Please don't wear heavy doses of perfume especially to the theater, doctor's office, or your place of employment. I have allergies and I am not the only one. Just take a shower or bath. You smell fine without making people rely on rescue inhalers.
Please take a shower or bath more than once a week.
Please take only one parking place at a time.
Please don't speed in the school zone.
Please use a trash can.
Please do not assume I did or didn't do it. Ask, I'll tell you the truth and why if you want to know.
Please don't spit on the sidewalk, in the doorway, on the floor, or anyplace I may have to look, step, or sit.
Please don't flick your boogers.
Please keep your potty mouth out of public. We don't want to hear it.
Please don't smoke by the door. We don't like your second hand smoke.
Please don't leave your butts on the ground or dump your ash tray in the parking lot or street.
Please pick up after yourself.
Please help out when and where you can.
Please take pride in your work.
Please try to smile more often.
Please use your manners.
Please be kind.
Please understand I am not perfect.
I could keep going but I think I sound a little too demanding. But honestly I asked politely and have more than my own interests at heart.
Monday, August 19, 2013
Things to Lose
Blog post #275 of 365
Every time you remove something from your life you make room for something new. The following is a list of things we should lose!
Negativity. This one is a no brainer. I mean really what good comes in a negative package. This includes thoughts, actions, criticism, and self talk.
Gossip. I realize some gossip is not hurtful but you never know who might be hurt when you talk about others. It is better just to refrain. If you aren't gossiping you have time for something more productive.
Fear. It never got you anywhere. Especially fear of failure or success. Fear can paralyze so why even go there. Be bold. Think things through then take proper steps!
Procrastination and laziness. Finding other things to do is time consuming. Worry about consequences is time consuming. Just get things done so you can move forward.
Destructive behavior. This includes relationships. Focus on build things up not tearing them down.
Excesses. Too much of anything is really bad.
Anger. Who does it help to hold on to anger? Chances are whoever you are angry at isn't even aware of your feelings.
Ignoring your needs and pleasing people. If you take care of you first you'll have the time and energy to help others but going overboard is not good either. Learn when to say no and you will live a much more productive life. No isn't a dirty word.
Doubt. A big time eater. Go with your gut, do your homework so you are well informed and you will be fine.
I'm a work in progress so sometimes I slip into these behaviors but mostly I keep positive and clear space for more of life's adventures.
Every time you remove something from your life you make room for something new. The following is a list of things we should lose!
Negativity. This one is a no brainer. I mean really what good comes in a negative package. This includes thoughts, actions, criticism, and self talk.
Gossip. I realize some gossip is not hurtful but you never know who might be hurt when you talk about others. It is better just to refrain. If you aren't gossiping you have time for something more productive.
Fear. It never got you anywhere. Especially fear of failure or success. Fear can paralyze so why even go there. Be bold. Think things through then take proper steps!
Procrastination and laziness. Finding other things to do is time consuming. Worry about consequences is time consuming. Just get things done so you can move forward.
Destructive behavior. This includes relationships. Focus on build things up not tearing them down.
Excesses. Too much of anything is really bad.
Anger. Who does it help to hold on to anger? Chances are whoever you are angry at isn't even aware of your feelings.
Ignoring your needs and pleasing people. If you take care of you first you'll have the time and energy to help others but going overboard is not good either. Learn when to say no and you will live a much more productive life. No isn't a dirty word.
Doubt. A big time eater. Go with your gut, do your homework so you are well informed and you will be fine.
I'm a work in progress so sometimes I slip into these behaviors but mostly I keep positive and clear space for more of life's adventures.
Sunday, August 18, 2013
Three Birthdays In One
Blog post #274 of 365
Three birthdays all rolled into one big celebration.
My niece has three kids with birthdays close together. Last year and this she had one big party for all three kids. I love these little people. They are so fun to hang out with!
First a buffet style lunch of salads and pizza.
After lunch we hung out.
Got to know each other better.
Then said goodbye to friend who had to leave early.
We ate cake.
Gramie gave Jaden a pin just like the one Gramie wears!
We opened gifts. (Letter blocks to learn to spell their names.)
We had bunches of fun!
Grandpa got lots of love.
Our oldest birthday girl has a boyfriend... already. Who happens to be kind of funny.
Boobies!
No really we had fun and the kids got some really great gifts. Some of us actually went for a swim (I didn't get a good photo of that though.) Family is everything!
Three birthdays all rolled into one big celebration.
My niece has three kids with birthdays close together. Last year and this she had one big party for all three kids. I love these little people. They are so fun to hang out with!
First a buffet style lunch of salads and pizza.
Then said goodbye to friend who had to leave early.
We sang and 
blew out candles.
blew out candles. 
We ate cake.
Boobies! No really we had fun and the kids got some really great gifts. Some of us actually went for a swim (I didn't get a good photo of that though.) Family is everything!
Saturday, August 17, 2013
Thoughts I Agree With
Blog post #273 of 365
Stolen from Jeff Foxworthy (Who I love.)
If you can get arrested for hunting or fishing without a license, but not for entering and remaining in the country illegally — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
If you have to get your parents’ permission to go on a field trip or to take an aspirin in school, but not to get an abortion — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
If you MUST show your identification to board an airplane, cash a check, buy liquor, or check out a library book and rent a video, but not to vote for who runs the government — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
If, in the nation’s largest city, you can buy two 16-ounce sodas, but not one 24-ounce soda, because 24-ounces of a sugary drink might make you fat — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots. (Law recently over thrown, duh moment.)
If your government believes that the best way to eradicate trillions of dollars of debt is to spend trillions more — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
If a seven-year-old boy can be thrown out of school for saying his teacher is “cute,” but hosting a sexual exploration or diversity class in grade school is perfectly acceptable — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
If you pay your mortgage faithfully, denying yourself the newest big-screen TV, while your neighbor buys iPhones, time shares, a wall-sized do-it-all plasma screen TV and new cars, and the government forgives his debt when he defaults on his mortgage — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
If being stripped of your Constitutional right to defend yourself makes you more “safe” according to the government — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
What a country!
How about we ask God to continue blessing America!
Stolen from Jeff Foxworthy (Who I love.)
If you can get arrested for hunting or fishing without a license, but not for entering and remaining in the country illegally — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
If you have to get your parents’ permission to go on a field trip or to take an aspirin in school, but not to get an abortion — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
If you MUST show your identification to board an airplane, cash a check, buy liquor, or check out a library book and rent a video, but not to vote for who runs the government — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
If, in the nation’s largest city, you can buy two 16-ounce sodas, but not one 24-ounce soda, because 24-ounces of a sugary drink might make you fat — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots. (Law recently over thrown, duh moment.)
If your government believes that the best way to eradicate trillions of dollars of debt is to spend trillions more — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
If a seven-year-old boy can be thrown out of school for saying his teacher is “cute,” but hosting a sexual exploration or diversity class in grade school is perfectly acceptable — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
If you pay your mortgage faithfully, denying yourself the newest big-screen TV, while your neighbor buys iPhones, time shares, a wall-sized do-it-all plasma screen TV and new cars, and the government forgives his debt when he defaults on his mortgage — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
If being stripped of your Constitutional right to defend yourself makes you more “safe” according to the government — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
What a country!
How about we ask God to continue blessing America!
Friday, August 16, 2013
Politics
Blog post #272 of 365
Politics: The art or science of governing. Relations or conduct in a particular area of experience especially as seen or dealt with from a political point of view. (office politics.)
Nothing can be done. Our system is broken. Yes we have checks and balances but the truth is nobody listens to what the people want. The people and organizations/companies who have the money can push through whatever they want while we are burdened by their decisions.
For instance my son went to college and graduated. As he graduated the FAA changed to online applications system only but did not have a working website. Once the website is up and operational our dear president put on a hiring freeze and my son is about to age out of the job he worked so hard to achieve. Doesn't seem fair now does it?
How about adding insult to injury? The same son had his hours cut because the company he works for was mandated to offer insurance to any employees working 'full time' according to our new healthcare bill pushed through by the same president. They cut his hours and hired more people to cover the workload. We now have a country filled with people who are under employed under insured. Good work Mr. President.
Venting... I hate politics!
Politics: The art or science of governing. Relations or conduct in a particular area of experience especially as seen or dealt with from a political point of view. (office politics.)
Nothing can be done. Our system is broken. Yes we have checks and balances but the truth is nobody listens to what the people want. The people and organizations/companies who have the money can push through whatever they want while we are burdened by their decisions.
For instance my son went to college and graduated. As he graduated the FAA changed to online applications system only but did not have a working website. Once the website is up and operational our dear president put on a hiring freeze and my son is about to age out of the job he worked so hard to achieve. Doesn't seem fair now does it?
How about adding insult to injury? The same son had his hours cut because the company he works for was mandated to offer insurance to any employees working 'full time' according to our new healthcare bill pushed through by the same president. They cut his hours and hired more people to cover the workload. We now have a country filled with people who are under employed under insured. Good work Mr. President.
Venting... I hate politics!
Thursday, August 15, 2013
Being a Mom is Cool
Blog post #271 of 365
I loved being a mom.
I didn't mind diapers or being up and down all night. I didn't mind rolling out of bed to get everyone ready for a wonderful day of whatever. Most of the time I was the last one in the bathroom and the one pulling it all together but that is half of the fun. There isn't a lot of glamour in motherhood. I watch TV shows and the moms all look so put together yet I never wore pearls like Mrs. Cleaver. I picked blouses that would hide the baby barf and put my hair in a pony tail and most days never put on a lick of makeup. I would rather spend the time with my kids that have a beauty regimen.
I love the ordinary parts of being a mom. Looking for the first tooth. Watching for they day they discover their feet or hands. Helping them balance for those first steps. Watching them discover their world. I loved the million and one questions. I loved teaching them to tie their shoes and how to fasten buttons. I loved their art and hung it on the walls, not just the fridge. I tried teaching right from wrong. I made sure to meet their teachers and friends. I loved helping them hold the stuff until the glue dried. I watched with joy when they triumphed. I cried when they struggled or felt like they weren't good enough.I encouraged them to keep trying and moving forward no matter what. I praised their efforts and prayed for their health and safety every day.
I would never give up the time I had with my kids. Because they were my world and made me want to be a good human. I folded laundry and did dinner dishes when they slept so I could spend our awake time together.
They didn't have everything they wanted but they always had what they needed.
We had little adventures. We fished. We looked for cool bugs. We went to parks and zoos. We flew kites. We walked in the woods and along the beaches. We hung out with their grandparents and uncles and aunts and cousins. We played board games and put together puzzles. We read books and had Nerf wars. We watched movies and played video games. We celebrated birthdays and holidays as if they mattered because family time matters.
We hugged and we still hug.
I didn't have support. Nobody took my kids for the day or over night or for the weekend. Not even when I was very ill. I just did what I could and when I needed to we did everything in bed. We discovered we could do anything we put our collective efforts into.
I kept the struggles from my kids. They never really knew how hard their lives were at times. They never knew how I paid one bill one month and the next another because I couldn't do both. They never saw how creative I could be with what I had left in the pantry and fridge. They never knew the nights I sat up worrying about their care and welfare. They never heard my silent cries in the shower. No matter how hard things got I never gave up. All of those things matter and they make a difference. They mean something.
They saw me sing. They saw me play. They saw me work. They saw me give. They saw me show compassion. They saw me stand up for what is right. They saw me stand up for them. They knew I'd be there to help them. To bandage their owies and kiss them better. They saw my brave smile. Those things matter too.
All of those things good and bad add up to something pretty spectacular. Yup being a mom.
I am realistic. I'm not perfect. I made mistakes but I did what I could. I did what I needed to. I would do it all over again just to see how amazing my kids turned out to be. Not perfect but pretty wonderful.
I loved that my dreams were wrapped up in my kids and their accomplishments. They still are.
I love that for me having the opportunity to be a mom is fulfilling enough if I never accomplished any other thing in my life, being a mom is enough.
There is no such thing as supermom. But there are a lot of really super moms. And dads.
So moms and dads who might read this, just do your best. Put your kids first. Don't give up or give in no matter how hard it gets and at times it will seem impossibly difficult. Everything will fall into place and your life will have meant something special.
Being a mom is cool. Don't ever forget it!
I loved being a mom.
I didn't mind diapers or being up and down all night. I didn't mind rolling out of bed to get everyone ready for a wonderful day of whatever. Most of the time I was the last one in the bathroom and the one pulling it all together but that is half of the fun. There isn't a lot of glamour in motherhood. I watch TV shows and the moms all look so put together yet I never wore pearls like Mrs. Cleaver. I picked blouses that would hide the baby barf and put my hair in a pony tail and most days never put on a lick of makeup. I would rather spend the time with my kids that have a beauty regimen.
I love the ordinary parts of being a mom. Looking for the first tooth. Watching for they day they discover their feet or hands. Helping them balance for those first steps. Watching them discover their world. I loved the million and one questions. I loved teaching them to tie their shoes and how to fasten buttons. I loved their art and hung it on the walls, not just the fridge. I tried teaching right from wrong. I made sure to meet their teachers and friends. I loved helping them hold the stuff until the glue dried. I watched with joy when they triumphed. I cried when they struggled or felt like they weren't good enough.I encouraged them to keep trying and moving forward no matter what. I praised their efforts and prayed for their health and safety every day.
I would never give up the time I had with my kids. Because they were my world and made me want to be a good human. I folded laundry and did dinner dishes when they slept so I could spend our awake time together.
They didn't have everything they wanted but they always had what they needed.
We had little adventures. We fished. We looked for cool bugs. We went to parks and zoos. We flew kites. We walked in the woods and along the beaches. We hung out with their grandparents and uncles and aunts and cousins. We played board games and put together puzzles. We read books and had Nerf wars. We watched movies and played video games. We celebrated birthdays and holidays as if they mattered because family time matters.
We hugged and we still hug.
I didn't have support. Nobody took my kids for the day or over night or for the weekend. Not even when I was very ill. I just did what I could and when I needed to we did everything in bed. We discovered we could do anything we put our collective efforts into.
I kept the struggles from my kids. They never really knew how hard their lives were at times. They never knew how I paid one bill one month and the next another because I couldn't do both. They never saw how creative I could be with what I had left in the pantry and fridge. They never knew the nights I sat up worrying about their care and welfare. They never heard my silent cries in the shower. No matter how hard things got I never gave up. All of those things matter and they make a difference. They mean something.
They saw me sing. They saw me play. They saw me work. They saw me give. They saw me show compassion. They saw me stand up for what is right. They saw me stand up for them. They knew I'd be there to help them. To bandage their owies and kiss them better. They saw my brave smile. Those things matter too.
All of those things good and bad add up to something pretty spectacular. Yup being a mom.
I am realistic. I'm not perfect. I made mistakes but I did what I could. I did what I needed to. I would do it all over again just to see how amazing my kids turned out to be. Not perfect but pretty wonderful.
I loved that my dreams were wrapped up in my kids and their accomplishments. They still are.
I love that for me having the opportunity to be a mom is fulfilling enough if I never accomplished any other thing in my life, being a mom is enough.
There is no such thing as supermom. But there are a lot of really super moms. And dads.
So moms and dads who might read this, just do your best. Put your kids first. Don't give up or give in no matter how hard it gets and at times it will seem impossibly difficult. Everything will fall into place and your life will have meant something special.
Being a mom is cool. Don't ever forget it!
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
I Probably Won't Boot Ya Out
Blog post #270 of 365
I am in charge of my life. I am the boss. I make the choices.
I know a lot of people and I love most of them. I like the majority of them. As I have aged I recognize what I need and what just weighs me down.
I look at friendships as important and worthwhile. But to be honest I do not have time for everyone. Some are put on a back burner. Many of those are friends who I have known and loved for a very long time who are far away. Far away is hard but doable. These are the friends I can call and it is as if no time has passed. We just get each other!
When I meet people I talk to them and get to know who they are. Then I evaluate them. Not judge but evaluate. Are they going to add a positive or a negative in my life? The I ask myself why they are in my life?
Some get a pass because they are somehow related to someone else in my life I do not wish to offend but don't have much time for. Those people I see when I am out with others but do not go out of my way to spend time with at any other time.
There are people who are terminated quickly and others who will never leave.
Sometimes people unfortunately get pushed back a little to make room for more. Pushed back but never forgotten.
There are a few who from the time you meet them are obviously meant to be there. To support and uplift, to laugh with and love forever. Those are the people I cherish. If you are one of those people I probably won't boot ya out.
So evaluate the people in your life. Then make the tough decisions. Who do you promote? Who do you demote? and who do you terminate? You are in charge. You are the CEO of you life!
I am in charge of my life. I am the boss. I make the choices.
I know a lot of people and I love most of them. I like the majority of them. As I have aged I recognize what I need and what just weighs me down.
I look at friendships as important and worthwhile. But to be honest I do not have time for everyone. Some are put on a back burner. Many of those are friends who I have known and loved for a very long time who are far away. Far away is hard but doable. These are the friends I can call and it is as if no time has passed. We just get each other!
When I meet people I talk to them and get to know who they are. Then I evaluate them. Not judge but evaluate. Are they going to add a positive or a negative in my life? The I ask myself why they are in my life?
Some get a pass because they are somehow related to someone else in my life I do not wish to offend but don't have much time for. Those people I see when I am out with others but do not go out of my way to spend time with at any other time.
There are people who are terminated quickly and others who will never leave.
Sometimes people unfortunately get pushed back a little to make room for more. Pushed back but never forgotten.
There are a few who from the time you meet them are obviously meant to be there. To support and uplift, to laugh with and love forever. Those are the people I cherish. If you are one of those people I probably won't boot ya out.
So evaluate the people in your life. Then make the tough decisions. Who do you promote? Who do you demote? and who do you terminate? You are in charge. You are the CEO of you life!
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Things I Have Learned
Blog post #269 of 365
Look people in the eye when you talk to them. If you don't you look like you are dishonest or hiding something.
Give a firm handshake. Especially if you are female. Otherwise it makes you look weak.
People will judge you by your appearance. Dress like you want respect.
Look in the mirror before you walk out the door. It can save possible embarrassment later.
Speak up. Your voice has power to help and heal. Choose wisely.
Speak in complete sentences. It makes you appear smart.
Apologize when you do wrong. It is the right thing to do.
Listen to what is said and pay attention to what is omitted.
Confidence in attractive but arrogance is not. You are not better than anyone else and neither am I.
Photoshop is a lie. Ignore how perfect the people in the magazine appear because much of it is fake.
Advertising is trying to get you to buy. Don't fall for everything you see, read or hear.
Laughter can usually diffuse a challenging situation. Learn to laugh at yourself.
Do not expect a gift. Be grateful when one is given.
Always say thank you. If you got a gift or were treated especially well send a card. It shows you really cared about their actions.
Use real words when you write even when you're in a rush. 'UR Gr8' is never the same as 'You are great' and it make you look more intelligent and less lazy. Appearing intelligent is way better than looking cool.
Use spell check. You will appear more intelligent.
Learn to change your own tire. Even when you are unable to do it yourself you can tell someone else how. Also make sure you have a spare with air in it and a jack that works with your car.
Learning things is cool. Swim, ride a bike, sew, throw a football, use a compass, type, basic first aid (you could save a life), throw a punch (you could break a finger), basic self defense, fish, how to manage money and to drive a car with a manual transmission cause you'll be better off for knowing.
Read. Not just the cereal box or the street signs. Find something you like and read it. The more you read the better and faster you will read, the more intelligent you will become. Read a variety. Give the old stuff a chance, you might just enjoy it.
Know your personal limitations but never give up just because you think you can't. Knowing your limitations and your strengths mean you can use them in your favor.
Most things worth having require work and sacrifice.
Dream big but set realistic goals.
Block out the opinions that you know sound bad. Everyone has an opinion but not all of them are good.
Trust your instincts but if they have failed you before learn to trust the smart people around you.
Live with integrity and trust yourself. If it feels wrong is likely is wrong.
Just because it hasn't been done yet doesn't mean it can't be done. Push yourself a little further than you thought you could go.
Treat people with respect. You will more likely receive respect by giving it.
Don't trust disrespectful people. They will likely lead you in the wrong direction.
Live your life in a way you won't have regrets. Learn from others and the past and then don't make those mistakes.
Don't dwell on mistakes, they happen to everyone. If they happen again reevaluate and change what you're doing or not doing.
Look at everything from more than one perspective. Walking in his or her shoes give you a whole new way to look at it, learn from it and be better for it.
Being online doesn't mean you lose your manners, give away personal information or act a fool.
Never share photos or videos in poor taste or they will become viral.
And finally for this batch of insights, trust is important.
Look people in the eye when you talk to them. If you don't you look like you are dishonest or hiding something.
Give a firm handshake. Especially if you are female. Otherwise it makes you look weak.
People will judge you by your appearance. Dress like you want respect.
Look in the mirror before you walk out the door. It can save possible embarrassment later.
Speak up. Your voice has power to help and heal. Choose wisely.
Speak in complete sentences. It makes you appear smart.
Apologize when you do wrong. It is the right thing to do.
Listen to what is said and pay attention to what is omitted.
Confidence in attractive but arrogance is not. You are not better than anyone else and neither am I.
Photoshop is a lie. Ignore how perfect the people in the magazine appear because much of it is fake.
Advertising is trying to get you to buy. Don't fall for everything you see, read or hear.
Laughter can usually diffuse a challenging situation. Learn to laugh at yourself.
Do not expect a gift. Be grateful when one is given.
Always say thank you. If you got a gift or were treated especially well send a card. It shows you really cared about their actions.
Use real words when you write even when you're in a rush. 'UR Gr8' is never the same as 'You are great' and it make you look more intelligent and less lazy. Appearing intelligent is way better than looking cool.
Use spell check. You will appear more intelligent.
Learn to change your own tire. Even when you are unable to do it yourself you can tell someone else how. Also make sure you have a spare with air in it and a jack that works with your car.
Learning things is cool. Swim, ride a bike, sew, throw a football, use a compass, type, basic first aid (you could save a life), throw a punch (you could break a finger), basic self defense, fish, how to manage money and to drive a car with a manual transmission cause you'll be better off for knowing.
Read. Not just the cereal box or the street signs. Find something you like and read it. The more you read the better and faster you will read, the more intelligent you will become. Read a variety. Give the old stuff a chance, you might just enjoy it.
Know your personal limitations but never give up just because you think you can't. Knowing your limitations and your strengths mean you can use them in your favor.
Most things worth having require work and sacrifice.
Dream big but set realistic goals.
Block out the opinions that you know sound bad. Everyone has an opinion but not all of them are good.
Trust your instincts but if they have failed you before learn to trust the smart people around you.
Live with integrity and trust yourself. If it feels wrong is likely is wrong.
Just because it hasn't been done yet doesn't mean it can't be done. Push yourself a little further than you thought you could go.
Treat people with respect. You will more likely receive respect by giving it.
Don't trust disrespectful people. They will likely lead you in the wrong direction.
Live your life in a way you won't have regrets. Learn from others and the past and then don't make those mistakes.
Don't dwell on mistakes, they happen to everyone. If they happen again reevaluate and change what you're doing or not doing.
Look at everything from more than one perspective. Walking in his or her shoes give you a whole new way to look at it, learn from it and be better for it.
Being online doesn't mean you lose your manners, give away personal information or act a fool.
Never share photos or videos in poor taste or they will become viral.
And finally for this batch of insights, trust is important.
Monday, August 12, 2013
Thoughts on Facebook
Blog post #268 of 365
I love Facebook. Yup, I admit it. I go on Facebook nearly every day for a few minutes anyway. When I'm bored waiting for a appointment or standing in a long line I will go on Facebook to kill time.
Facebook is an easy way to keep up with people you would otherwise never get time to catch up with. You can check in without taking more than a few seconds to get the low down.
I love seeing photos of your family and friends, your kids, grandkids, parties, gatherings, outings and even your vacations (especially when you are in the shot.) I enjoy hearing where you went and what you did.
What I don't enjoy are ceaseless shares of stupid sayings or recipes. One or two a day is cool. One every few minutes while you're on is not so good.
While were are into the what not to post on Facebook:
Avoid talking about the new relationship especially if you have a new one every month or two. Every person you date is perfect until they aren't. Let it simmer a while before you announce your newest. Seriously some of you are kind of slutty.
Avoid tagging me in those stupid sayings you're sharing. Or a photo of your pet, child, house etc. In fact unless it is a photo of me don't tag me. Exception Martie he was a cutie! Message me instead to check out the photo if you really want me to see it.
Avoid taking photos of every meal you prepare or sharing every meal you eat. Once in a while is fine but when you do please take an appealing photo.
Avoid making multiple accounts unless one is for business. Really your pets or your other name. (Why do you have two names anyway?) Which one am I supposed to wish a happy birthday to?
Also do NOT ask me to play your games. I don't play so quit asking.
Avoid personal attacks or vague angry words. A private message is probably way more effective.
Avoid putting personal stuff about yourself or others in your the public posts. Your dirty laundry is not my business also don't put my personal business on Facebook posts either. If I wanted the world to know I'd post it myself.
But do check in. Please say hello or whatever every once in a while. I appreciate knowing you and calling you friend.
I love Facebook. Yup, I admit it. I go on Facebook nearly every day for a few minutes anyway. When I'm bored waiting for a appointment or standing in a long line I will go on Facebook to kill time.
Facebook is an easy way to keep up with people you would otherwise never get time to catch up with. You can check in without taking more than a few seconds to get the low down.
I love seeing photos of your family and friends, your kids, grandkids, parties, gatherings, outings and even your vacations (especially when you are in the shot.) I enjoy hearing where you went and what you did.
What I don't enjoy are ceaseless shares of stupid sayings or recipes. One or two a day is cool. One every few minutes while you're on is not so good.
While were are into the what not to post on Facebook:
Avoid talking about the new relationship especially if you have a new one every month or two. Every person you date is perfect until they aren't. Let it simmer a while before you announce your newest. Seriously some of you are kind of slutty.
Avoid tagging me in those stupid sayings you're sharing. Or a photo of your pet, child, house etc. In fact unless it is a photo of me don't tag me. Exception Martie he was a cutie! Message me instead to check out the photo if you really want me to see it.
Avoid taking photos of every meal you prepare or sharing every meal you eat. Once in a while is fine but when you do please take an appealing photo.
Avoid making multiple accounts unless one is for business. Really your pets or your other name. (Why do you have two names anyway?) Which one am I supposed to wish a happy birthday to?
Also do NOT ask me to play your games. I don't play so quit asking.
Avoid personal attacks or vague angry words. A private message is probably way more effective.
Avoid putting personal stuff about yourself or others in your the public posts. Your dirty laundry is not my business also don't put my personal business on Facebook posts either. If I wanted the world to know I'd post it myself.
But do check in. Please say hello or whatever every once in a while. I appreciate knowing you and calling you friend.
Sunday, August 11, 2013
Me Annoying? Maybe...
Blog post #267 of 365
If you ask my kids they'd probably tell you I am annoying. I take too many photos at family gatherings and events. I want to know how things are going with them, since they're all out on their own for the most part. I want photos of the ones I hardly see. I order food the way I want it and have them fix it when it isn't the way I ordered. I expect you to do what you say you will do. I am curious so I ask questions. I ask for someone to clean a table at a fast food place when they are all covered in sticky or gooey mess. Oh and the list goes on.
What I do know is there are much more annoying people than me.
People who do things and never consider how their actions make more work for people. Like picking up your trash when you leave the theater or when you drop it on the ground. Or picking up items in the store and not putting them back where you found them, they way you found them. Or leaving your mess on the table at the fast food place. People can be inconsiderate pigs.
People who see you there but act as if you don't exist. As you enter a customer service counter, enter a restaurant, come to a check out stand with the light on but nobody there, at the concession stand at a movie. But the ones that really get me are the little groups of people that gather after church or school gathers that are your 'friends' but don't include you in the conversation or talk over you as if you didn't speak.
People who are right fighters. I have learned to pick my battles but there are some who want to argue no matter what. Being wrong isn't the end of the world.
People who give away the plot to a movie, book, TV show, ball game etc. Really NOT cool!
People who incessantly talk about their spouse, significant other, child, grandchild, or pet as if the world revolved around them.
People who can't be bothered to answer the phone, return the call if they are busy and this includes texts. I asked for a reason, please be courteous and respond.
And do not get angry when I order a rare steak and expect pink in the middle! I will send it back.
You probably have your own list of annoyances but these are mine!
If you ask my kids they'd probably tell you I am annoying. I take too many photos at family gatherings and events. I want to know how things are going with them, since they're all out on their own for the most part. I want photos of the ones I hardly see. I order food the way I want it and have them fix it when it isn't the way I ordered. I expect you to do what you say you will do. I am curious so I ask questions. I ask for someone to clean a table at a fast food place when they are all covered in sticky or gooey mess. Oh and the list goes on.
What I do know is there are much more annoying people than me.
People who do things and never consider how their actions make more work for people. Like picking up your trash when you leave the theater or when you drop it on the ground. Or picking up items in the store and not putting them back where you found them, they way you found them. Or leaving your mess on the table at the fast food place. People can be inconsiderate pigs.
People who see you there but act as if you don't exist. As you enter a customer service counter, enter a restaurant, come to a check out stand with the light on but nobody there, at the concession stand at a movie. But the ones that really get me are the little groups of people that gather after church or school gathers that are your 'friends' but don't include you in the conversation or talk over you as if you didn't speak.
People who are right fighters. I have learned to pick my battles but there are some who want to argue no matter what. Being wrong isn't the end of the world.
People who give away the plot to a movie, book, TV show, ball game etc. Really NOT cool!
People who incessantly talk about their spouse, significant other, child, grandchild, or pet as if the world revolved around them.
People who can't be bothered to answer the phone, return the call if they are busy and this includes texts. I asked for a reason, please be courteous and respond.
And do not get angry when I order a rare steak and expect pink in the middle! I will send it back.
You probably have your own list of annoyances but these are mine!
Saturday, August 10, 2013
Aging But Useful and Beautiful In My Own Ways
Blog post #266 of 365
I have seen this a few times and wanted to pass it on.
Years ago this Barn was tall and straight. The roof held in snow, wind, and rain. The walls kept the things inside safe and dry. It was a safe shelter for critters, things, and sometimes people. Many a birth took place here along with a death or two. Treasures were stored here. Sometimes secrets buried too. With time things changed. Boards aged, sagged, warped, weathered, and became loose. The roof not so tight let in a few drops of rain here and there. The barn no longer the safest shelter from the storm it once was.
The barn now struggles to do the job it once did. Still eager to hold its own it stand there.
For those who take the time to look past the graying wood and thinning roof there is beauty to be seen, a story to tell, and a life of service. Sometimes looking in the mirror I know how the barn feels. The will is still there. I have strength to give but I am twisted and bent. I see the sagging skin and wrinkles of time but I earned each one and I am okay with them. Not proud just content. I may not be as strong or as beautiful as I was in my youth but I am strong in different ways. I will hold your treasures. I will keep your secrets. I will shelter you when you need me. I will hold you tight when you ask. I have the wisdom found in places of age.
I have seen this a few times and wanted to pass it on.
Years ago this Barn was tall and straight. The roof held in snow, wind, and rain. The walls kept the things inside safe and dry. It was a safe shelter for critters, things, and sometimes people. Many a birth took place here along with a death or two. Treasures were stored here. Sometimes secrets buried too. With time things changed. Boards aged, sagged, warped, weathered, and became loose. The roof not so tight let in a few drops of rain here and there. The barn no longer the safest shelter from the storm it once was.
The barn now struggles to do the job it once did. Still eager to hold its own it stand there.
For those who take the time to look past the graying wood and thinning roof there is beauty to be seen, a story to tell, and a life of service. Sometimes looking in the mirror I know how the barn feels. The will is still there. I have strength to give but I am twisted and bent. I see the sagging skin and wrinkles of time but I earned each one and I am okay with them. Not proud just content. I may not be as strong or as beautiful as I was in my youth but I am strong in different ways. I will hold your treasures. I will keep your secrets. I will shelter you when you need me. I will hold you tight when you ask. I have the wisdom found in places of age.
Friday, August 9, 2013
Silence Isn't Always Golden And Being Loud Doesn't Always Help
Blog post #265 of 365
What do celiac disease, depression, migraines, heart disease, crohns disease, multiple sclerosis, cronic fatigue, lupus, arthritis and fibromialgia have in common? They are diseases that are usually invisible. Especially to anyone who hasn't had any of them or known anyone who had them. Unfortunately I have known one or more people with each one and I have more than one myself.
Each ailment brings its own mixture of symptoms, none of which I'd wish on anyone. People who have these illnesses fight for a good day every day. Sometimes It just isn't possible but they keep on trying. To outsiders we usually hide our illnesses well.
This thing is when you have lost a limb, have cancer (during treatment anyway), have paralysis, disfigurement, etc. people stare. Sometimes it becomes uncomfortable but usually people try to empathize, they try to go the extra mile to help. When your illness isn't so physical you suffer alone and usually in silence.
People make judgements. They act as if you're lazy, making it up or are some kind of hypochondriac or attention seeker. We aren't. That is why most of us remain silent. It is rough living with something so difficult for other people to understand and accept.
I was going to define each illness and illness may not be the right word even but decided against it. I figure if you want to understand you'll do a little research. Maybe find it in your heart to accept the 'lazy, attention seeker' you know who is really suffering in not so silence.
What do celiac disease, depression, migraines, heart disease, crohns disease, multiple sclerosis, cronic fatigue, lupus, arthritis and fibromialgia have in common? They are diseases that are usually invisible. Especially to anyone who hasn't had any of them or known anyone who had them. Unfortunately I have known one or more people with each one and I have more than one myself.
Each ailment brings its own mixture of symptoms, none of which I'd wish on anyone. People who have these illnesses fight for a good day every day. Sometimes It just isn't possible but they keep on trying. To outsiders we usually hide our illnesses well.
This thing is when you have lost a limb, have cancer (during treatment anyway), have paralysis, disfigurement, etc. people stare. Sometimes it becomes uncomfortable but usually people try to empathize, they try to go the extra mile to help. When your illness isn't so physical you suffer alone and usually in silence.
People make judgements. They act as if you're lazy, making it up or are some kind of hypochondriac or attention seeker. We aren't. That is why most of us remain silent. It is rough living with something so difficult for other people to understand and accept.
I was going to define each illness and illness may not be the right word even but decided against it. I figure if you want to understand you'll do a little research. Maybe find it in your heart to accept the 'lazy, attention seeker' you know who is really suffering in not so silence.
Thursday, August 8, 2013
It Hurts
Blog post #264 of 365
I am afraid.
I am afraid of things that hurt. Now this sounds weird even to me since I live in pain every day and I am not afraid of pain. I don't like it but I have come to grips with it. Pain and hurt are different.
I'm talking about the hurt that comes from an emotional or psychological origin. Emotional and psychological pain are the worst kind of hurt possible. The kind of hurt where you feel physically broken. Like you might not live to see another day kind of hurt.
Mostly I am apprehensive of things that unexpectedly hurt. You never expect people who love you to hurt you. That kind of betrayal is brutal.
Some things frighten me but being hurt is the only thing I am afraid of totally.
I am afraid.
I am afraid of things that hurt. Now this sounds weird even to me since I live in pain every day and I am not afraid of pain. I don't like it but I have come to grips with it. Pain and hurt are different.
I'm talking about the hurt that comes from an emotional or psychological origin. Emotional and psychological pain are the worst kind of hurt possible. The kind of hurt where you feel physically broken. Like you might not live to see another day kind of hurt.
Mostly I am apprehensive of things that unexpectedly hurt. You never expect people who love you to hurt you. That kind of betrayal is brutal.
Some things frighten me but being hurt is the only thing I am afraid of totally.
Wednesday, August 7, 2013
Oh My NO!
Blog post #263 of 365
I just realized I have never truly been loved. I mean fully loved.
Wait I have been loved. By my kids, my family, my friends but that isn't the kind of love I mean.
I have been in loving relationships. I have loved fully and completely. There are people on this planet right this very minute that I will never not love.
There are a few humans who if they came around me would never have to wonder if they were loved because even after they trashed my heart I still love them. It is a sick and twisted thing I know but it is how I feel. It is just how it is.
I have had the kind of love where when you are together you're better. But I have missed out on the kind of love that is completely reciprocated. I thought I had that a few times in my life but I was wrong. Completely and utterly wrong.
This sucks!
I just realized I have never truly been loved. I mean fully loved.
Wait I have been loved. By my kids, my family, my friends but that isn't the kind of love I mean.
I have been in loving relationships. I have loved fully and completely. There are people on this planet right this very minute that I will never not love.
There are a few humans who if they came around me would never have to wonder if they were loved because even after they trashed my heart I still love them. It is a sick and twisted thing I know but it is how I feel. It is just how it is.
I have had the kind of love where when you are together you're better. But I have missed out on the kind of love that is completely reciprocated. I thought I had that a few times in my life but I was wrong. Completely and utterly wrong.
This sucks!
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
Helicopters and Loud Speakers
Blog post #262 of 365
A few days ago I was reminded why I do not enjoy living in a bad neighborhood. Especially in the summer.
Confession. There have been times in my life when I did not live in a good neighborhood. I never left doors unlocked and kept a closer eye on everything. Today I live in a decent neighborhood but near the boarder where it isn't so good.
A few nights ago I was having a hard time with pain ans sleep was taking its time being my friend.
A little after midnight there were a bunch of sirens and it sounded as if someone were having some trouble. An accident maybe or heart attack. About this time, after midnight, my son headed for bed. I was close but before I was actually making my way to the bed I hear helicopters. Life-flight maybe?
I check the doors to make sure everything is secure for the night and I hear someone on a loud speaker but I can't make it out. I look outside to see if I can figure out where the copters are circling and can't actually see them. It sounds close but not over my head. A few minutes later I hear a kind of horn and more speaking which I still can't make it out. As soon as it stopped they started again in Spanish. No way I could be sure to know what they were saying although I know some Spanish I would never trust it enough to not ask. Seconds after that the horn sounds again and they are warning people in an Asian language. I couldn't make out which one though I suspected Chinese.About fifteen minutes later I hare everything repeating but this time I make out stay inside your homes and secure your doors and windows.
The kid is asleep, Mom is asleep and I am again checking the doors and closing all of the windows that are letting in this amazing cool breeze. All doors are now locked and I feel relatively secure because they aren't overhead but now it is getting warm, my adrenaline is up and I am no closer to sleep than I was at 8 in the morning...
This barrage of announcements and helicopter flight lasted over two hours. I was awake the whole time.
I checked all of the doors and windows three times, double checked to make sure the cars were locked, luckily we have the remote locking system. But could not cool down or relax enough to sleep.
I am grateful for my fairly good neighborhood and I hope nobody was hurt in that nights shenanigans. I am blessed with sound sleepers in this house or we'd have all been up. I am grateful for an amazing group of law enforcement agencies who work together to keep us secure during those trying times.
May they stay away from our neighborhood for a long long time!
A few days ago I was reminded why I do not enjoy living in a bad neighborhood. Especially in the summer.
Confession. There have been times in my life when I did not live in a good neighborhood. I never left doors unlocked and kept a closer eye on everything. Today I live in a decent neighborhood but near the boarder where it isn't so good.
A few nights ago I was having a hard time with pain ans sleep was taking its time being my friend.
A little after midnight there were a bunch of sirens and it sounded as if someone were having some trouble. An accident maybe or heart attack. About this time, after midnight, my son headed for bed. I was close but before I was actually making my way to the bed I hear helicopters. Life-flight maybe?
I check the doors to make sure everything is secure for the night and I hear someone on a loud speaker but I can't make it out. I look outside to see if I can figure out where the copters are circling and can't actually see them. It sounds close but not over my head. A few minutes later I hear a kind of horn and more speaking which I still can't make it out. As soon as it stopped they started again in Spanish. No way I could be sure to know what they were saying although I know some Spanish I would never trust it enough to not ask. Seconds after that the horn sounds again and they are warning people in an Asian language. I couldn't make out which one though I suspected Chinese.About fifteen minutes later I hare everything repeating but this time I make out stay inside your homes and secure your doors and windows.
The kid is asleep, Mom is asleep and I am again checking the doors and closing all of the windows that are letting in this amazing cool breeze. All doors are now locked and I feel relatively secure because they aren't overhead but now it is getting warm, my adrenaline is up and I am no closer to sleep than I was at 8 in the morning...
This barrage of announcements and helicopter flight lasted over two hours. I was awake the whole time.
I checked all of the doors and windows three times, double checked to make sure the cars were locked, luckily we have the remote locking system. But could not cool down or relax enough to sleep.
I am grateful for my fairly good neighborhood and I hope nobody was hurt in that nights shenanigans. I am blessed with sound sleepers in this house or we'd have all been up. I am grateful for an amazing group of law enforcement agencies who work together to keep us secure during those trying times.
May they stay away from our neighborhood for a long long time!
Monday, August 5, 2013
If You Want My Opinion Ask
Blog post 261 of 365
If you want my opinion ask.
When you ask what I think I will tell you but be prepared for the answer. I'm not going to tell you what you want to hear. I am going to tell you what I think, what I know or what you should know. So be prepared. It could get embarrassing, painful or in some other way uncomfortable.
Just a heads up.
If you want my opinion ask.
When you ask what I think I will tell you but be prepared for the answer. I'm not going to tell you what you want to hear. I am going to tell you what I think, what I know or what you should know. So be prepared. It could get embarrassing, painful or in some other way uncomfortable.
Just a heads up.
Sunday, August 4, 2013
Social Experiments Crack Me Up
Blog post #261 of 365
I just watched some social experiments on YouTube.
I laughed harder than Americans Funniest Home Videos.
In one an attractive girl asks several guys if they want to have sex with her. Fifty percent agreed on the spot no questions asked. It only showed about half of the hundred she supposedly asked. To be fair some of the guys were with their girlfriends when she asked. If they were alone would the number have changed? It was funny and interesting at the same time.
Following that one I watched a guy ask literally one hundred women if they wanted to have sex with him. Granted he was wearing black socks with his shorts and although he wasn't bad looking I think the girl was cuter. He was shot down one hundred percent of the time. The only taker was a gay man, who was not a part of the hundred and appears to have been let down...
It was interesting to watch and really comical.
Then I watched guys just randomly asking to borrow a phone from attractive women. They all just handed over their phones. The guys proceeded to call themselves then handed back the phones and told the girls they just wanted their number and would be calling them back. I left that one wondering how many girls got the call back? How many were disappointed? And how many would not have given their phones up had they known what the boys were about to do?
Still kinda thinking about how they all played out.
I just watched some social experiments on YouTube.
I laughed harder than Americans Funniest Home Videos.
In one an attractive girl asks several guys if they want to have sex with her. Fifty percent agreed on the spot no questions asked. It only showed about half of the hundred she supposedly asked. To be fair some of the guys were with their girlfriends when she asked. If they were alone would the number have changed? It was funny and interesting at the same time.
Following that one I watched a guy ask literally one hundred women if they wanted to have sex with him. Granted he was wearing black socks with his shorts and although he wasn't bad looking I think the girl was cuter. He was shot down one hundred percent of the time. The only taker was a gay man, who was not a part of the hundred and appears to have been let down...
It was interesting to watch and really comical.
Then I watched guys just randomly asking to borrow a phone from attractive women. They all just handed over their phones. The guys proceeded to call themselves then handed back the phones and told the girls they just wanted their number and would be calling them back. I left that one wondering how many girls got the call back? How many were disappointed? And how many would not have given their phones up had they known what the boys were about to do?
Still kinda thinking about how they all played out.
Saturday, August 3, 2013
Just Tell Me
Blog number #260 of 365
Just tell me. I don't want to guess.
Do not assume I know.
Do not expect someone else to tell me.
Do not assume I'd guess. I'd probably guess wrong and I am not a mind reader!
If you want me to know tell me.
If you want my help ask.
If there is a way for me to help I will every time.
If you want to know something from me ask.
My life is not an open book and I do not just lay it all out there for all to see but if you ask I'd likely tell you. Especially if you are one who should know.
If I want you to know I'll tell you.
Just tell me. I don't want to guess.
Do not assume I know.
Do not expect someone else to tell me.
Do not assume I'd guess. I'd probably guess wrong and I am not a mind reader!
If you want me to know tell me.
If you want my help ask.
If there is a way for me to help I will every time.
If you want to know something from me ask.
My life is not an open book and I do not just lay it all out there for all to see but if you ask I'd likely tell you. Especially if you are one who should know.
If I want you to know I'll tell you.
Friday, August 2, 2013
Phone Calls
Blog post #259 of 365
I am a talker but I don't talk on the phone all that much. Weird I know but it is true. There are a few instances when that isn't the case. I have a few family and friends who will call to vent or who I will call to vent. Those calls will generally be long but they are few and far between.
My usual phone call is getting information and making or changing or verifying appointments. Those kinds of calls usually happen on my cell phone because the house phone is usually tied up with my mom. I'm good with that it gives her something to do.
I am at an age now when I don't like phones ringing anyway. It usually isn't for me.
The ringing phone is usually a solicitor. I love the ones that say, "I'm not trying to sell you anything. We just want to 'give' you a 'free' estimate." Give as if it is a gift to have to schedule an appointment to have a stranger look at my things and try to push their service or product. And my time is worth something. The time you waste on this phone call and then waiting for this person to show up and try to sell me on the estimate is not free. Far from free...
The rest of the time the ringing phone is for my mom. Now this would be cool but at her age many of her friends and family are becoming more and more infirmed. Wait is that a word? Well they are old and things start to break down or worse they die. It really is rare to get good news from these folks who call her.
Just the other day I heard the caller ID call out the name of an old family friend who has begun the downhill slide and the speed is picking up way too fast. Every time I wonder is this someone calling to let mom have the sad news, that our dear friend has passed. It just makes me hold my breath a little until I can hear the semi cheerful chatter of these old friends.
I do occasionally get the phone call from one of my kids or grand kids. Those are the best. My favorite are the ones from my grandies, "I grandma, I love you." Makes my heart sing just thinking about it!
I am a talker but I don't talk on the phone all that much. Weird I know but it is true. There are a few instances when that isn't the case. I have a few family and friends who will call to vent or who I will call to vent. Those calls will generally be long but they are few and far between.
My usual phone call is getting information and making or changing or verifying appointments. Those kinds of calls usually happen on my cell phone because the house phone is usually tied up with my mom. I'm good with that it gives her something to do.
I am at an age now when I don't like phones ringing anyway. It usually isn't for me.
The ringing phone is usually a solicitor. I love the ones that say, "I'm not trying to sell you anything. We just want to 'give' you a 'free' estimate." Give as if it is a gift to have to schedule an appointment to have a stranger look at my things and try to push their service or product. And my time is worth something. The time you waste on this phone call and then waiting for this person to show up and try to sell me on the estimate is not free. Far from free...
The rest of the time the ringing phone is for my mom. Now this would be cool but at her age many of her friends and family are becoming more and more infirmed. Wait is that a word? Well they are old and things start to break down or worse they die. It really is rare to get good news from these folks who call her.
Just the other day I heard the caller ID call out the name of an old family friend who has begun the downhill slide and the speed is picking up way too fast. Every time I wonder is this someone calling to let mom have the sad news, that our dear friend has passed. It just makes me hold my breath a little until I can hear the semi cheerful chatter of these old friends.
I do occasionally get the phone call from one of my kids or grand kids. Those are the best. My favorite are the ones from my grandies, "I grandma, I love you." Makes my heart sing just thinking about it!
Thursday, August 1, 2013
Measurements & Planning
Blog post #258 of 365
When I get up in the morning I usually have a list of things I need to or want to do. It usually starts with things like appointments to keep, appointments to make, meals to plan and prepare, stuff to clean, stuff to pick up or drop off, people to talk to or connect with via phone, text or Facebook messages (out of country folk) things to plan (family parties, gifts to make, etc.) and so much more.
Before I can do any of it I have to measure my pain levels and what I did the days before. You see what I did yesterday or the day before will greatly impact my pain levels today. As will what I do today impact the pain I experience tomorrow.
So here is where the planning gets tricky I have to prioritize my lists. There are things that are already set in stone. The doctor, physical therapy, business appointments can't normally be changed no matter how bad my pain is and no matter how much I have to reserve so tomorrow will be a good day. Then there are the things that need to be done like meals. I have to juggle them to make sure I can actually complete them and not add to my pain. Sometimes I have to pre-cook for several days knowing what I have ahead of me.
Every once in a while stuff gets backed up and I have to cram stuff into one day I would normally otherwise never do. So I usually end up way overdoing everything. Taking pain medications heavily throughout the day just to finish a weeks worth of pre-cooking or work so I know on the days I am knocked out I can still do the need to list. On those days I also have to know that for the next days or weeks I may be knocked out of the game and only able to complete a minimum. Those days are the worst.
Sometimes it feels like all I do is plan for the next wave of pain. It isn't fun but it is my life.
When I get up in the morning I usually have a list of things I need to or want to do. It usually starts with things like appointments to keep, appointments to make, meals to plan and prepare, stuff to clean, stuff to pick up or drop off, people to talk to or connect with via phone, text or Facebook messages (out of country folk) things to plan (family parties, gifts to make, etc.) and so much more.
Before I can do any of it I have to measure my pain levels and what I did the days before. You see what I did yesterday or the day before will greatly impact my pain levels today. As will what I do today impact the pain I experience tomorrow.
So here is where the planning gets tricky I have to prioritize my lists. There are things that are already set in stone. The doctor, physical therapy, business appointments can't normally be changed no matter how bad my pain is and no matter how much I have to reserve so tomorrow will be a good day. Then there are the things that need to be done like meals. I have to juggle them to make sure I can actually complete them and not add to my pain. Sometimes I have to pre-cook for several days knowing what I have ahead of me.
Every once in a while stuff gets backed up and I have to cram stuff into one day I would normally otherwise never do. So I usually end up way overdoing everything. Taking pain medications heavily throughout the day just to finish a weeks worth of pre-cooking or work so I know on the days I am knocked out I can still do the need to list. On those days I also have to know that for the next days or weeks I may be knocked out of the game and only able to complete a minimum. Those days are the worst.
Sometimes it feels like all I do is plan for the next wave of pain. It isn't fun but it is my life.
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