5 on Friday

1. When is your usual bedtime?
Somewhere between 11:00 and 12:30, depending on how sleepy I am.
2. How many hours of sleep do you need?
If I get much less than 7, I'm pretty out of it the next day. I can't go too much over 8, though, or that ALSO makes me tired.
3. Do you usually remember your dreams?
I go through phases. For some time, I would remember every detail of multiple dreams per night. I've fallen off with that, and now I'd say I remember them about half the time.
4. How many pillows do you sleep with? One or zero, depending on if I'm sleeping on my side or my belly, which I rotate between.
5. What is the wildest dream you've ever had?
Dreams are always wild and weird-- at least mine are. (Sometimes people tell me OMG I HAD THE WEIRDEST DREAM and the only thing separating it from literal reality is some minor detail like 'My hair was blue!' My dreams are usually in some totally different dimension that defies that normal rules of logic, I can't even begin to compare them to waking life). Consequently, it's hard to pick one that is any more wild than the rest.

Hi There!

 

Wow, it's been a while. **cough** Excuse me while I brush the dust off of everything in here. It is a bit of a mess, can't imagine where all this crap comes from, especially when no one has been home!
I've been away from my blog for a while. The first part of the month has been pretty tough and things don't seem to be getting much better. I have been wandering around reading blogs, not commenting much, but I have been reading you guys...and there is always drama going on in the blogosphere. I don't need drama. I need humor, fun, all the good things that go on. I want to spit my coffee through my nose onto my computer screen when I read someone's blog.
So, come on guys, give me a hand....do something funny...'mkay??

5 on Friday

1. What song would you sing to your newborn child? (OR if you already had a child, which song did you sing to him/her?)
I sang "Hush Little Baby" and "Rock a bye" to my kids.
2. How do you think animals think? (i.e. in animal language, human language, etc.)
I think animals think in whatever their primary sense is. I think they think in terms of scent and sound rather than words or images.
3. As a child, did you have a dream to make a difference in the world? Can you describe your dream?
Can I not still have that sort of dream now? When I was a kid I didn't really care that much about the world. It was only once I got older that I did. Maybe a  better regard for all other living things.
4. Do you believe in God/a Higher Being
Anyone who can look at a sunset and think otherwise is crazy.  So Yes. 
5. Do you believe in aliens?
Meh...I think there might be other intelligent life forms out there. But aliens like you see in movies? No.

Why is it so hard to be positive?

 
My day started with a negative phone call from a friend.  Even her tone of voice was negative when she was the phone. Dealing with that much negative emotion first thing in the morning took something out of me. And when I called another friend to discuss something she was tired and negative.
So I thought, OK, I am going to be positive even if I need to overcome other peoples’ negativity. This is making me realize how important it is for us to be positive.
 Since the beginning of this year, I've been more conscientious about incorporating positivity into my life. I can’t get let myself get sucked into the negativity that I'm exposed to every day.  For me at least. :) I find that when I feel positive, it spreads to people around me. And things work better for everyone.
It is so easy to believe the worst and be negative but It takes hard work to be positive.
Simple, yet powerful. Be positive! There is always something good that can come out of a situation

Funny Commerical

this pushes the boundaries of good taste but it sure is funny

Monday with Morgan

For some reason Morgan calls me Papaw. This is a few pictures of her visit last night.  A very nice lady gave me the Lego wagon. I must say it was a real hit.  She built a tower as tall as she is.  It is so much fun watching her. She played and played .. then her daddy said time to pick up. and she picked up all her toys by herself and took the bag of cookies I had baked for her and Corbin and off she went all hugs and kisses and smiles.  I look forward to Sundays.

5 on Friday

1) What are your overall views on marriage?
It is what you make of it.  I did not do well at it.
2) Are you married// is marriage something you want?
I'm not married and I don't want to be married. I have been married twice and divorced twice.  I like single and not being responsible for anyone but myself.
3) Do you like the symbolism of wedding rings? Why or why not?
Meh. I’m not opposed to them or anything, but I just don’t put much stock into physical symbols of affection. I know how I feel, I don’t really need to show the world to make that more real.
4) What do you think is the best age, ideally, to get married? (In general.)
I hate “in general” because of course there’s no hard and fast rule, and it depends a lot on what you want out of your marriage-- and I think a lot of the problems people have with marriage is because they got married based on a time frame (“by 30” etc) instead of the person themselves. But if you plan on having kids, I guess I’d say between 25-35 so you’re old enough to know who you are and established a little financial stability (hopefully!).
5) Which is worse: shotgun wedding at 17, or meeting your partner when you're in your sixties?
Shotgun wedding, definitely. Marrying someone just because you got accidentally pregnant by them is a really bad way to start off a marriage, all the more so when you’re too young to have much in the way of financial assets (or the marketable skills to earn them) and may not even know who you are and what you want from life yet. Much better to know who you are and what you want and find the right person for you later than never.

Appreciation

One young man went to apply for a managerial position in a big company. He passed the initial interview, and now would meet the director for the final interview.
The director discovered from his CV that the youth's academic achievements were excellent. He asked, "Did you obtain any scholarships in school?" the youth answered "no".
" Was it your father who paid for your school fees?"
"My father passed away when I was one year old, it was my mother who paid for my school fees.” he replied.
" Where did your mother work?"
"My mother worked as clothes cleaner.”
The director requested the youth to show his hands. The youth showed a pair of hands that were smooth and perfect.
" Have you ever helped your mother wash the clothes before?"
"Never, my mother always wanted me to study and read more books. Besides, my mother can wash clothes faster than me.
The director said, "I have a request. When you go home today, go and clean your mother's hands, and then see me tomorrow morning.
The youth felt that his chance of landing the job was high. When he went back home, he asked his mother to let him clean her hands. His mother felt strange, happy but with mixed feelings, she showed her hands to her son.
The youth cleaned his mother's hands slowly. His tear fell as he did that. It was the first time he noticed that his mother's hands were so wrinkled, and there were so many bruises in her hands. Some bruises were so painful that his mother winced when he touched it.
This was the first time the youth realized that it was this pair of hands that washed the clothes everyday to enable him to pay the school fees. The bruises in the mother's hands were the price that the mother had to pay for his education, his school activities and his future.
After cleaning his mother hands, the youth quietly washed all the remaining clothes for his mother.
That night, mother and son talked for a very long time.
Next morning, the youth went to the director's office.
The Director noticed the tears in the youth's eyes, when he asked: "Can you tell me what have you done and learned yesterday in your house?"
The youth answered," I cleaned my mother's hand, and also finished cleaning all the remaining clothes'
“I know now what appreciation is. Without my mother, I would not be who I am today. By helping my mother, only now do I realize how difficult and tough it is to get something done on your own. And I have come to appreciate the importance and value of helping one’s family.
The director said, "This is what I am looking for in a manager. I want to recruit a person who can appreciate the help of others, a person who knows the sufferings of others to get things done, and a person who would not put money as his only goal in life.”
“You are hired.”
This young person worked very hard, and received the respect of his subordinates. Every employee worked diligently and worked as a team. The company's performance improved tremendously.
A child, who has been protected and habitually given whatever he wanted, would develop an "entitlement mentality" and would always put himself first. He would be ignorant of his parent's efforts. When he starts work, he assumes that every person must listen to him, and when he becomes a manager, he would never know the sufferings of his employees and would always blame others. For this kind of people, who may be good academically, they may be successful for a while, but eventually they would not feel a sense of achievement. They will grumble and be full of hatred and fight for more. If we are this kind of protective parents, are we really showing love or are we destroying our children instead?
You can let your child live in a big house, eat a good meal, learn piano, watch on a big screen TV. But when you are cutting grass, please let them experience it. After a meal, let them wash their plates and bowls together with their brothers and sisters. It is not because you do not have money to hire a maid, but it is because you want to love them in a right way. You want them to understand, no matter how rich their parents are, one day their hair will grow gray, same as the mother of that young person. The most important thing is your child learns how to appreciate the effort and experience the difficulty and learns the ability to work with others to get things done.

Monday with Morgan on Tuesday

Poor Aggie, She gets a brand new doggie bed and what does she find?? 

A squatter!

The squatter… Look at that face not one sign of guilt.  She is eating Goldfish not doggie treats

Then there was the run in with a Smurf.

It has been a busy week for our girl.

Cellaholic

Hello I am NkRey and I’m a cellaholic.  It used to be if you wanted to be alone, you could just take the phone off the hook, go for a drive, or even hide in your closet with a good book and a bottle of wine.  But now there is some law that says you must have your cell phone with you at all times.  I am so used to having my phone with me that the thought of going wirelessless registers an 11 on my discomfort scale.  It is equal to standing nekkid in downtown Podunk at noon. 
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5 on Friday

What is your favorite food from each food group?
1. Bread (Grain) Group:
Any home made  bread, and lasagna.
2. Meat (Protein) Group:
Bacon (crispy) and steak ( med rare please)
3. Vegetable Group:
I can't limit myself to just one, though, so here are my top three favorites: asparagus, brussel sprouts, and Billie’s fried cabbage.
4. Fruit Group:
Same with fruit: blueberries, strawberries, peaches.
5. Sugars, Fats and Oils:
I don't have much of a sweet tooth, but the occasional dark bitter chocolate is yummy. As for fats and oils, I'm a sucker for potato chips.

Dairy:  Dairy and I are not on speaking terms.

Senior Moments

Easter Bunny and Morgan

Our little town has a great park. Every Easter the town businesses fill hundreds of plastic eggs with money and candy  for the kids to find. 

The bigger kids hunted in the more wooded areas of the park.

Morgan was there with her running shoes on.

Mom was there in case she needed help or directions.  While dad took pictures.

Then to the Library for a visit with Mr. Bunny himself.

A good time was had by all.