Saturday, April 30, 2011

Royal Wedding

Random Thoughts:

Are they better prepared for their lives together than his parents, who were rushed together in less than a year? William and Kate have had nine years to figure things out between them.

Most of the hoopla about "The Royal Wedding" fits neatly into the category I call "WHO GIVES A RATS ARSE".

Some have mentioned how many hungry children could have been fed with the money spent on this wedding. Well that could be said about a lot of things in life where people have excess and spend it on themselves. Fact is, there will always be those in need and those that have more than they will ever need. That's life. Might not be fair, but that is the way that it is.

I can't hate on the happy couple at all. Imagine walking down that aisle, saying your vows and kissing your new hubby in front of millions of people. They pulled it off better than most. I would have broke out in a mad sweat - tripped coming down the aisle, forgotten the words. And she was completely sober to boot.

OK OK I confess I did watch some of it, her dress was beautiful. It reminded me very much of Princess Grace of Monaco, very demure, not prissy, clean lines, detailed but not ornate or fussy. (copies of the dress are being made by child labor in Chinese sweatshops as I type this) She was gorgeous, he was handsome and my wish is for them to live long and happy lives.

The bottom line is this: The world came together to celebrate a wonderful moment. Is it not all that important to the United States, but it does show is that there is still good in the world. If anything this event lets us all forget all that is wrong in the world if only for a moment.

Friday, April 29, 2011

Hope

A phrase caught my attention yesterday when I saw it on a book jacket on Amazon.com It said, "Hope is not a plan."

I think I have lived on HOPE my whole adult life.

  • I hope I can pay the bills
  • I hope I can survive yet another setback
  • I hope I am doing the right thing
  • I hope I can find the right words
  • I hope I can live a long life

    While there is nothing wrong in living with hope, merely having hope is not a plan. And when you have nothing but hope or a wish, well...then I think you have to go find a plan.

And a word about our friends in the south:

These storms are a powerful reminder that we are not in charge. My heart hurts for those in the path of the tornado's, and wonder how fast our country will be there to help our own. God be with those all involved and give them strength to endure this hardship. My thoughts are with those who have borne the brunt of this weather.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Do you ever...?

Do you ever sit on your couch and do nothing instead of doing the 534 things you need to get done?
Do you ever resolve to eat better ever night, and every morning eat something chocolate by 10 am?
Do you ever swear you are NOT going to be the person that is always late?
Do you ever envy other people's nice cars while you have beaters?
Do you ever eat popcorn for dinner?
Do you ever waste time blogging, and start to think you might have an addiction?
Do you ever want a big house, a big yard, and a big salary?
I do.

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

25 Ways to Combat Stress

Do yourself a favor. Practice any or all of these stress busters.
They can mean the difference between good health and bad.


1. Laugh
2. Socialize
3. Get rid of Anger
4. Be Decisive
5. Be Assertive
6. Get Some Sleep
7. Adapt your Environment
8. Encourage Yourself
9. Choose Winners
10.Reward Yourself
11.Establish Rituals
12.Nurture your Spirituality
13.Take Note
14.Play Around
15.Slow Down
16.Take Holidays
17.Take up a hobby
18.Delegate
19.Be in control of your finances
20.Do not Procrastinate
21.Live by lists
22.Eat Right
23.Exercise
24.Relax
25.Take your time & last but not least drink beer!



Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Grandpa At The Store....

A woman in a supermarket is following a grandfather and his badly behaved
3 year-old grandson. It's obvious to her that he has his hands full with the child screaming
for sweets in the sweet aisle, biscuits in the biscuit aisle; and for fruit, cereal and pop in the other aisles. Meanwhile, Granddad is working his way around, saying in a controlled voice, "Easy, William, we won't be long . .. . easy, boy." Another outburst, and she hears the granddad calmly say, "It's okay, William, just a couple more minutes and we'll be out of here. Hang in there, boy." At the checkout, the little terror is throwing items out of the cart, and Granddad says again in a controlled voice, "William, William, relax
buddy, don't get upset. We'll be home in five minutes; stay cool, William."
Very impressed, the woman goes outside where the grandfather is loading
his groceries and the boy into the car. She said to the elderly gentleman, "It's none of my business, but you were amazing in there.. I don't know how you did it. That whole time,
you kept your composure, and no matter how loud and disruptive he got,
you just calmly kept saying things would be okay. William is very lucky to have you as his grandpa."
"Thanks," said the grandfather, "but I'm William ... .. . the little bastard's name is Kevin."

(from an email)

Monday, April 25, 2011

Monday with Morgan

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Morgan is 9½ months old now, She is very mobile and according to her daddy is “wild” and into everything. I don’t believe it.

Saturday, April 23, 2011

All I need to know I learned from the Easter Bunny!

ATT00001.

  • Don't put all your eggs in one basket.
  • Everyone needs a friend who is all ears.
  • There's no such thing as too much candy.
  • All work and no play can make you a basket case.
  • A cute tail attracts a lot of attention.
  • Everyone is entitled to a bad hare day.
  • Let happy thoughts multiply like rabbits.
  • Some body parts should be floppy.
  • Keep your paws off of other people's jelly beans.
  • Good things come in small, sugar coated packages.
  • The grass is always greener in someone else's basket.
  • To show your true colors, you have to come out of the shell.
  • The best things in life are still sweet and gooey.

Friday, April 22, 2011

Pet Peeves

  1. Global Warming propaganda
  2. Over use of the word Actually
  3. Thugs
  4. Chewing with your mouth open
  5. Bitchy women
  6. Inconsiderate Smokers
  7. Texting while driving
  8. Hypocrites
  9. Arrogance
  10. Environmentalist groups
  11. People who name their children weird names
  12. People who file a lawsuit to get rich quick.
  13. Birthers
  14. Bullies
  15. Racists

Thursday, April 21, 2011

April is National Grilled Cheese Sandwich Month

How could over half the month gone by without me knowing this? I knew it was National Autism Awareness Month, and National Poetry Month but this one I missed. Oh the greasy goodness of a nice grilled cheese with bacon. Total Heaven. I am so glad Grilled Cheese Sandwiches are finally getting the recognition they deserve. I LOVE grilled cheese sandwiches, they are nature's perfect food. Nearly all of your major food groups are represented; you've got your bread group, your cheese group, and of course your grease group. Just add a big bag of potato chips and a beer for a nutritionally complete meal. Yum! I'm off to make myself a grilled cheese for lunch. There's really nothing better or more satisfying than a perfectly grilled cheese sandwich. I especially like it when the cheese melts out and hits the grill and gets all crispy and fried. Cholesterol be damned!

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Normal

Please just keep this in mind as you go on about your day and interact with other people. Try to remember as you go through your day, that the people you encounter maybe going through something eventful/tragic/life changing to them and it matters to them. You never know what the other person is going through and don't judge their attitude or feeling, they are real to them. What isn't a big deal to you, maybe a huge deal to them. I have been reminded of this many times within this past week. My 'normal' isn't the next persons normal. The point is everyone is dealing with something and it is real to them and even if we think it is small it is huge to them.

"People will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel." ~Maya Angelou

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Gary Busey on Apprentice:

Watching this seasons Celebrity Apprentice reminds me of elementary school kids picking on the slow kid. Gary Busey is for all intents a mentally challenged kid. It’s sad to see how he’s being handled. They talk around him almost like he isn’t there. He should have gone home for his own sake. There is something unseemly about this whole thing. Gary suffered a traumatic brain injury years ago–ALL of the personality traits others are focusing on are directly related to that. He literally cannot help it. I wish his teammates would show some compassion. I wish the producers/Trump would stop playing this for laughs. Shameful. He seems a very sweet man with no impulse control or insight. Busey is brain damaged and it affects his behavior. Some behavioral retraining could help that but the fact is he is not “eccentric” or “a genius” or any of those other patronizing things they say – he has brain damage. And to put him and his behavior on display for amusement/entertainment is just creepy. It is like putting the kid who has a stutter or who is mentally challenged or anything else on display because of their disability. Just awful. Gary Busey may be an oddball but he has a good heart while the others are nasty and unnecessarily cruel to him. It a DISABILITY FOLKS and no one should be made fun of because of a DISABILITY.

Monday, April 18, 2011

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Six on Saturday

Sort of pointless but fun for a Saturday.

1. What do you tend to focus on the most?
A. The past.
B. The present.
C. The future as you think it will be.
D. The future as you are afraid it will be.

The present. I feel that the present will take care of the future.

2. Name three famous people (living or dead) whose blogs you would like to be able to read.

Abe Lincoln, Harper Lee, Margret Mitchell to start

3. How long have you lived in your current residence? How much longer do you intend to live in the same place?

I have lived here for 30+ years. I plan on being here until I die.

4. What color is your shirt?

My shirt is pink.


5. How many bloggers have you met in person? How many have you spoken with by telephone?

I have yet to actually meet or talk on a phone to any of my blog friends. I want to!


6. Who or what is the most annoying:

a) Politician –OMG where to start… Shelia Jackson Lee, Harry Reid I could go on

b) Late Night Talk Show Host-Leno

c) Color-Orange

d) Habit-nail biting

e) Female Celebrity-GaGa

f) Male Celebrity-Sean Penn

g) Television Show-CSI

h) Commercial-Geico

i) Fashion Statement-saggy pants


j) Word-whatever

Friday, April 15, 2011

Your having a Senior moment if:

1. The light in your ceiling fan doesn't work even after replacing the remote control battery. Duh, maybe it's the light bulbs

2. You drive back and forth to town twice wondering why a "chime" is going off, before you realize it's your low fuel warning....

3. You try to lock your car doors by pointing your cell phone at it...

4. You begin having trouble coming up with new passwords THAT YOU WILL REMEMBER.....

5. Even the coaches of college basketball teams are looking younger than you!!!!

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Life is Short

Life is short.
And regrets are the worst thing in life.
Life is short.
Live it out to the fullest extent.
Life is short.
Don't mess it up. Because you only get one chance. And you don't want to fill it with regrets.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

All in how you look at things.

Are you wondering why every one in the whole world is obsessing over the upcoming Royal Wedding? I find it strange that I even care about the Royals, I mean I don’t understand the whole monarchy thing. I have no idea why they are so popular or so important. When I first heard Prince William was engaged I thought big whoop. We all figured he would get married sometime. Although I was surprised to hear that he gave Kate his mother’s wedding ring. That gorgeous Blue Sapphire and Diamond ring worn by Princess Diana. I think that ring would signify a sad time in her life, when she was unhappily married. But to Prince William his mother’s ring must signify a source of joy and a way to remember his mother and to honor her. I find that very sweet and yet a bit strange. It is all in how you view things I guess.

Monday, April 11, 2011

Amazing answers


The following are all replies that Detroit women have written on Child Support Agency Forms in the section for listing 'Father's Details,' or putting it another way.... Who's your baby's Daddy?


These are genuine excerpts from the forms.

1. Regarding the identity of the father of my twins, Makeeshia was fathered by Maclearndon McKinley. I am unsure as to the identity of the father of Marlinda, but I believe that she was conceived on the same night.


2. I am unsure, as to the identity of the father of my child as I was being sick out of a window when taken
unexpectedly from behind. I can provide you with a list of names of men that I think were at the party if this helps.


3. I do not know the name of the father of my little girl. She was conceived at a party at 3600 East Grand Boulevard where I had sex with a man I met that night. I do remember that the sex was so good that I fainted. If you do manage to track down the father, can you please send me his phone number? Thanks...

4. I don't know the identity of the father of my daughter. He drives a BMW that now has a hole made by my stiletto in one of the door panels. Perhaps you can contact BMW service stations in this area and see if he's had it replaced. lol


5. I have never had sex with a man. I am still a Virginian. I am awaiting a letter from the Pope confirming that my son's conception was ejaculate and that he is the Saver risen again.


6. I cannot tell you the name of Alleshia's dad as he informs me that to do so would blow his cover and that would have cataclysmic implications for the economy. I am torn between doing right by you and right by the country... Please advise.


7. I do not know who the father of my child was as they all look the same to me.


8. Tyrone Hairston is the father of child A. If you do catch up with him, can you axe him what he did with my AC/DC CDs? Child B who was also borned at the same time...well, I don't have clue..


9. From the dates it seems that my daughter was conceived at Disney World. Maybe it really is the Magic Kingdom.


10. So much about that night is a blur. The only thing that I remember for sure is Delia Smith did a program about eggs earlier in the evening. If I had stayed in and watched more TV rather than going to the party at 8956 Miller Ave, mine might have remained unfertilized.


11. I am unsure as to the identity of the father of my baby, after all, like when you eat a can of beans you can't be sure which one made you fart.

(This made number #1).

WHEN THE WEALTH IS REDISTRIBUTED THESE PEOPLE WILL BE THE MAJOR RECIPIENTS.

(from an email)

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Saturday, April 9, 2011

Stuff

My younger brother asked me what happens after we die. I told him we get buried under a bunch of dirt and worms eat our bodies. I guess I should have told him the truth--that most of us go to hell and burn eternally-- but I didn't want to upset him.

I believe you should live each day as if it is your last, which is why I don't have any clean laundry because, come on, who wants to wash clothes on the last day of their life?


If we could just get everyone to close their eyes and visualize world peace for an hour, imagine how serene and quiet it would be until the looting started.

Friday, April 8, 2011

Leave my light bulb alone!

edison-light-bulb The light bulb represents one of our most ingenious and useful American made products. Now my incandescent light bulb will soon be a thing of the past, thanks to an act of congress. In 2007 congress passed an energy bill forbidding the sale of traditional, cheap incandescent bulbs on the grounds that they aren’t energy efficient.

This has started a grass-roots movement and bulb-hording among people ready to give up the old bulbs only if someone pries them from their cold, dead fingers. Republicans in the House and Senate are pushing to roll back the provision in the 2007 law. Are there more important matters of state to attend to? Yep. Is light bulb regulation rushing us down the road to socialism? Nope. But it does annoy me. Will it be the end of the world? Nope, but it is just the principle of it.

The more energy-efficient bulbs are more expensive, but make up their cost
in the lower use of electricity over time. If they are so wonderful can’t the government trust us to adopt them on our own with out their interference? Add the fact that none of them are manufactured in the USA.

They changed our laundry detergent, our dishwasher detergent, made our toilets water saving but less efficient. Now after more than 100 years they want to screw around with out light bulbs.

I say leave my light bulbs alone.


Thursday, April 7, 2011

Winners and Losers

Sometimes losers can fool you into thinking they are winners. But over time their true self will be revealed. Losers never contribute anything to you or your life. Instead they take. They take your energy, your happiness and your money. The spend their days telling you how wonderful they are. They blame all their problems on someone else. They are always there with an excuse, not a reason, an excuse. They live off of others, they are leeches who add nothing to life, They always have their hand out to take from you. They attack anyone who disagrees with them. Losers blame their lot in life on everyone else. They live off of you and/or your energy and blame their parents, their ex, the government, the economy or in some cases play the race card.

Winners are givers, they want the best and are willing to work hard to be a success. They produce, create, make things happen and take responsibility for their actions. Winners don’t need to brag about their success, it is clear to anyone who knows them that they have succeeded.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Least favorite things

  1. Childish Drama
  2. Shallow People
  3. Awkward conversations
  4. Judgmental people
  5. Prejudice
  6. Rude People
  7. Attention Seekers
  8. Laziness
  9. Bullies
  10. What is your least favorite thing?

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Celebrate something.


I saw that on a sign today. Nothing else, just those two words. It got me to thinking. I need to celebrate everyday. What a difference it could make in my outlook if I did that.
Celebrate something.

Monday, April 4, 2011

10 things

1. I need a vacation. Really. I know it won't happen but I thought I would say it anyway.

2. Yesterday, was exhausting, upsetting and sad and left me wondering about a lot of things in life.

3. I am not the "woe is me" type of person. I roll with the punches. But seems like so many punches sometimes.

4. I am trying my hardest to keep my "no candy" diet.

5. Life is not always fair. I have learned this lesson. I would appreciate not being taught any longer.

6. God only gives you what you can handle. (this is what people keep telling me)

7. The snow is gone and I am hoping that is the last of it.

8. I have lots of people near and far who I am I lucky to know even if I never have met a few of them.

9. I miss my Dad. I can't list all the reason why I miss him but I miss him and it still hurts he is gone.

10. I can’t seem to finish anything any mor

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Pet Peeve Rant

  1. Grocery carts with one bad wheel or any other non-working parts
  2. Explanations beginning with the word 'Again'
  3. Bathroom stalls with a mirror positioned so one can see their whole self while seated
  4. Installing a toilet paper roll so that the tissue unwraps from the under side of the roll
  5. TV shows or ads with doorbells, ringing phones, or alarm clocks.
  6. Taking forever to leave a parking space while others are clearly waiting for it
  7. The common on hold phone assurance "Your call will be answered in the order received"
  8. Receiving fundraising calls on behalf of police, firefighters or other public servants
  9. I don't care what you think, the use of a cell phone augments the stupidity of the driver. The driver may be a normal, good driver, but once that cell phone goes up to the ear, he/she turns into an idiot, becoming totally unaware of their surroundings and their responsibility to the safety of others around them. Put it down, pull it over, hand it off to a passenger, or pay more attention to the road than your conversation.
  10. When you approach a stop sign or a stop light, do you see that wide, white line painted on the pavement? That's called a Stop Line. You're supposed to stop before any part of your car crosses the line. It's not a suggestion! STOP before you cross the line! Most of the time, it's before a marked crosswalk. If you're in the crosswalk, you're an idiot! Pay attention! Also, if you're on a multi-lane road, sometimes the Stop Line is painted in different places for each lane. Pay Attention!!! It's usually painted like that because either the intersecting street is at an angle, or turning traffic could hit the traffic on your road if the Stop Line wasn't painted further away from the intersection. It's that core driving pet peeve - PAY ATTENTION!!! Oh, and if you're one of those drivers that stops three car lengths before the Stop Line, could you at least crawl your lazy ass up to the line?
Ahhhh I feel better now .. it is always good to vent!

Friday, April 1, 2011

Grandpa's Hands

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Grandpa, some ninety plus years, sat feebly on the patio bench. He didn't move, just sat with his head down staring at his hands. When I sat down beside him he didn't acknowledge my presence and the longer I sat, I wondered if he was OK. Finally, not really wanting to disturb him but wanting to check on him at the same time, I asked him if he was OK.
He raised his head and looked at me and smiled. "Yes, I'm fine. Thank you for asking," he said in a clear strong voice.
"I didn't mean to disturb you, Grandpa, but you were just sitting here staring at your hands and I wanted to make sure you were OK," I explained to him.
"Have you ever looked at your hands," he asked. "I mean really looked at your hands?"
I slowly opened my hands and stared down at them. I turned them over, palms up and then palms down. No, I guess I had never really looked at my hands as I tried to figure out the point he was making. Grandpa smiled and related this story:
"Stop and think for a moment about the hands you have, how they have served you well throughout your years. These hands, though wrinkled, shriveled, and weak have been the tools I have used all my life to reach out and grab and embrace life.

  • They put food in my mouth and clothes on my back.
  • As a child my mother taught me to fold them in prayer.
  • They tied my shoes and pulled on my boots.
  • They have been dirty, scraped and raw, swollen and bent.
  • They were uneasy and clumsy when I tried to hold my newborn son.
  • Decorated with my wedding band they showed the world that I was married and loved someone special.
  • They trembled and shook when I buried my parents and spouse and walked my daughter down the aisle.
  • They have covered my face, combed my hair, and washed and cleansed the rest of my body.
  • They have been sticky and wet, bent and broken, dried and raw.
  • And to this day, when not much of anything else of me works real well, these hands hold me up, lay me down, and again continue to fold in prayer.
  • These hands are the mark of where I've been and the ruggedness of my life.
  • But more importantly it will be these hands that God will reach out and take when he leads me home.
  • And with my hands He will lift me to His side and there I will use these hands to touch the face of Christ."

I will never look at my hands the same again. But I remember God reached out and took my grandpa's hands and led him home.
When my hands are hurt or sore I think of Grandpa. I know he has been stroked and caressed and held by the hands of God. I, too, want to touch the face of God and feel His hands upon my face.

(adapted from an email)