We have a Drop Off for Jennifer's HATS FOR HAPPINESS.org.
Mark Bouvier, the owner of Sears Music Store at Sears, Paddock Mall in Ocala FLorida, has so graciously offered his help. People can drop off hats and/or checks at his store, for Jenifer to pick up. And I will be the 'back up' pick up person for Jennifer. I have 2 classes and 2 Performances at the store, every week.
Part of Her Story is in my 1st blog for the 10-21 Blog Challenge. I added a short blog today for her & called it #8. --- It's to give some additional information.
Lets help Jennifer in her most Noble campaign to help other Cancer patients. This Not For Profit organization will be Nation wide.
Thanks to everyone.
And the very Biggest Thank You to Jennifer, the "Cancer Girl Clarice Kentwood" and her "SUPER DOG"
Friday, October 22, 2010
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Sunny Van Handel
SUNNY VAN HANDEL
Sunny is our little yellow Cockateil who thinks he rules the house and us. And he is correct!!
He knows he is the boss and he keeps us in line. He has his established rutine and thinks we all should stick to it. He idolizes his father he calls "Wheet" so much!!! When Wheet takes a nap, Sunny has to sit on his chest or his side. Sometimes Wheet has kidney stones and has to take very strong pain killers, that put him to sleep for around 4 1/2 hours. His 'watchdog' , Sunny is right there sitting on his Dad, and Sunny doesn't make one sound or move , the whole 4 1/2 hours. (of course, we do worry that his dad might involuntarily move during his sleep, but if Sunny can't be with Wheet, he screeches the whole time.
The 2nd very best thing is eating his meals at the table with us. Even when we have company. (because all our friends love the smart little character, and who would mind sharing your plate with such a cute little guy)
When his Dad is gone, he is my constant companion & I am called Sweet Pea. He knows he can really work me, & I will be so sad for him I cry, but he's so funny I'm laughing too.
He used to talk a lot, but then he trained us to pay attention to his little movements and sounds. whatever he looks at, then looks at us, & says "eh" means he wants to be there, or do that RIGHT NOW. He'll go over to the organ or the keyboard & look at it, look at me, say "eh" and I am supossed to hop to right away, and play music for him. He loves most music, but not too high, or shrill.
He comes up to me and stands on top of my foot and says "up" -- now this might mean he wants on my shoulder, or on the counter or table, but often he then runs to where he want to get up to. hopefully somewhere he can chew things up and get into trouble.
And when he doesn't want me to leave the house, he runs over & stands in front of the door so I can't open it. I have to do manuevers to go around the circle of the rooms, one way & then the other to try to fool him enough that I can slip out the door before he gets back there.
So many people think that birds a re just dumb little things that sit in a cage. Sunny is only in the cage if we are gone quite awhile in the day. He doesn't sleep in it, he sleeps on his desk, but he does get up on top of his play pen set that is on top of his big cage, on top of his desk, ---
in his side bedroom with the 2 windows in the corner by his desk.
Sunny is already a little past 10 years old. His Daddy is 82, I'm almost 77, and he can live to be 35 to 37 years old. Good thing my Daughters have all had birds!!!
He has such a memory!!! but that is for another story, next time.
#7
Sunny is our little yellow Cockateil who thinks he rules the house and us. And he is correct!!
He knows he is the boss and he keeps us in line. He has his established rutine and thinks we all should stick to it. He idolizes his father he calls "Wheet" so much!!! When Wheet takes a nap, Sunny has to sit on his chest or his side. Sometimes Wheet has kidney stones and has to take very strong pain killers, that put him to sleep for around 4 1/2 hours. His 'watchdog' , Sunny is right there sitting on his Dad, and Sunny doesn't make one sound or move , the whole 4 1/2 hours. (of course, we do worry that his dad might involuntarily move during his sleep, but if Sunny can't be with Wheet, he screeches the whole time.
The 2nd very best thing is eating his meals at the table with us. Even when we have company. (because all our friends love the smart little character, and who would mind sharing your plate with such a cute little guy)
When his Dad is gone, he is my constant companion & I am called Sweet Pea. He knows he can really work me, & I will be so sad for him I cry, but he's so funny I'm laughing too.
He used to talk a lot, but then he trained us to pay attention to his little movements and sounds. whatever he looks at, then looks at us, & says "eh" means he wants to be there, or do that RIGHT NOW. He'll go over to the organ or the keyboard & look at it, look at me, say "eh" and I am supossed to hop to right away, and play music for him. He loves most music, but not too high, or shrill.
He comes up to me and stands on top of my foot and says "up" -- now this might mean he wants on my shoulder, or on the counter or table, but often he then runs to where he want to get up to. hopefully somewhere he can chew things up and get into trouble.
And when he doesn't want me to leave the house, he runs over & stands in front of the door so I can't open it. I have to do manuevers to go around the circle of the rooms, one way & then the other to try to fool him enough that I can slip out the door before he gets back there.
So many people think that birds a re just dumb little things that sit in a cage. Sunny is only in the cage if we are gone quite awhile in the day. He doesn't sleep in it, he sleeps on his desk, but he does get up on top of his play pen set that is on top of his big cage, on top of his desk, ---
in his side bedroom with the 2 windows in the corner by his desk.
Sunny is already a little past 10 years old. His Daddy is 82, I'm almost 77, and he can live to be 35 to 37 years old. Good thing my Daughters have all had birds!!!
He has such a memory!!! but that is for another story, next time.
#7
HATS FOR HAPPINESS for Cancer Patients & 'Ole Granny is here again'
"Ole Granny Is Back"
'Ole Granny' is batting a thousand. tried to find a way to let Virtualites know I'm blogging, since I don't quite know what I'm doing. (now that is an understatment)
So I finally went to Facebook & somehow, eventually found the VOL Friend page. Then tried to find my blog again. ??? Where did it go?? Finally found it & tried to find the 3 I had aleady written. Time to Panic!!!
Somehow, later I accidently found what I had written. then tried to find how to Publish those so I didn't lose them completely. I think I did. -- Publish them, not lose them.
I started the blogs today with stumbling around all the fellows, in my way, who thought they had bamboozeled us. Then after writing 3 blogs, I really did some major stumbling around. (hey, that is an old song -- "Stumbling All Around" and I know, because I'm old.)
I hope everyone can tell that I write Tongue In Cheek, and I am being humerous. So please bare with me.)
Everyone else in our Virtual online Learning Group is much younger than me, and even younger than my 4 Daughters. At some point, they will be like I am now. Well, --- a little like I am. Another 30 or 40 or 50 years, and then they will understand. But, of course if they really are like me, they'll have forgotten by then, anyhow.
#4
Deja Vu
I told my husband that I was always the one who reads the schematics (instructions) and tells the 'assemblers' how to put everything together to make things work properly.
We had to buy a new computer desk, & it was limited to width. Everything was too wide, so we ended up with a glass top encased in metal, and a smaller glass & metal table. And in a box, of course. !!! So I told him to wait until 11 when I would be able to assist in the construction. At 11, he was confused. He had a strange looking little table with some of the large pieces & some small, mixed together, and an odd assortment left over for the 2nd table. One glance and it was obvious which were the parts for the desk, and which for the little tray, and where they should go.
The little table had to be disassembled, and we started over & used the large pieces for the larger desk. Then put the small table together. I have no inkling how I am able to look at the parts and know what they are and where they go. (? being a little psycik might help?? and my Father could do anything, and everything. ?? or because in Alaska and the Aleutians, everything, even furniture came in a box, for assembly, and since my First Husband traveled for the Federal Aviation Administration -- 2 months gone, 1 week home, I had to build it.
Oh, a light bulb just came on -- He loved to draw & explain every piece of equipment the FAA had. I had schematics in my head for the Glide Slope, Outer Marker, Inner Marker, & everything to do with the various equipment. & then when I worked for the Administrator of FAA, in the Aleutians, I had to watch all the 'Teaching Tapes' of all the equipment, & read all the reports, etc. We even lived right alongside the runway. And Yes, I am older!! I had completely forgotten all that, until that little lightbulb came on.)
Electronics Specialists who keep the Communications Equipment and Navigational equipment in top performance for the airplanes to take off, stay on course in bad weather, and land, etc, seem like super heroes who know all & can do all. (and in their Field, they are, & can)
The Deja Vu title comes in to this because I had just told about puting things together, that come in boxes, and then that strange little monstrosity came in to view. (the little table, not the Husband)
#5
Halloween
I've been having the greatest fun putting different lyrics to songs, (don't say it's illeagle to mess with someone elses lyrics, because I'm not going to print them, or do them in a big public place.) I change them to play and sing in Performance Group, for Halloween. The music people who are taking my packs of mixed up lyrics might, or might not, do them in a public performance. 'Elvis' even took a pack.
We don't do 'themes' in our Summer Performance group because I like the beautiful music everyone does in chosing what they want to play. But when Halloween was looming close upon us, seemed like a fun thing to try. And it is sooo easy!!!! I wonder if that make me a little strange? some morbid songs, but I'm having fun. Some titles are so easy to change.
Warning: If you are queasy, you can skip the next part.
The Hawaiian song "I'll Remember You" just pops right at you -- I'll dismember you.
Then I go on to change the whole song. Right, the whole song. Another easy one is "Put your Head On My Shoulder" (easy to guess, right?) Put your head in my bucket, and put your legs in there too. Hawaiian Wedding song -- "This is the Funeral I have waited for" And George Strait's 'Drinking Champagne' -- I'm drinking your blood & causing you pain till early morning, Then I'll stay in my coffin till the Darkness envelopes me.
See how much fun a project would be?? Then a contest for the best song lyrics. A contest for the best singing of the lyrics. or 'acting out' the lyrics.
I've done Ebb Tide, & Beyond the Reef, and am working on The Odd Couple, Hawaii 5 0, Secret Agent Man, There'll be some Changes Made, Side By Side.
I keep seeing great possibilities in my Sheet Music titles, and keep wanting to add more to the pack.
#6
'Ole Granny' is batting a thousand. tried to find a way to let Virtualites know I'm blogging, since I don't quite know what I'm doing. (now that is an understatment)
So I finally went to Facebook & somehow, eventually found the VOL Friend page. Then tried to find my blog again. ??? Where did it go?? Finally found it & tried to find the 3 I had aleady written. Time to Panic!!!
Somehow, later I accidently found what I had written. then tried to find how to Publish those so I didn't lose them completely. I think I did. -- Publish them, not lose them.
I started the blogs today with stumbling around all the fellows, in my way, who thought they had bamboozeled us. Then after writing 3 blogs, I really did some major stumbling around. (hey, that is an old song -- "Stumbling All Around" and I know, because I'm old.)
I hope everyone can tell that I write Tongue In Cheek, and I am being humerous. So please bare with me.)
Everyone else in our Virtual online Learning Group is much younger than me, and even younger than my 4 Daughters. At some point, they will be like I am now. Well, --- a little like I am. Another 30 or 40 or 50 years, and then they will understand. But, of course if they really are like me, they'll have forgotten by then, anyhow.
#4
Deja Vu
I told my husband that I was always the one who reads the schematics (instructions) and tells the 'assemblers' how to put everything together to make things work properly.
We had to buy a new computer desk, & it was limited to width. Everything was too wide, so we ended up with a glass top encased in metal, and a smaller glass & metal table. And in a box, of course. !!! So I told him to wait until 11 when I would be able to assist in the construction. At 11, he was confused. He had a strange looking little table with some of the large pieces & some small, mixed together, and an odd assortment left over for the 2nd table. One glance and it was obvious which were the parts for the desk, and which for the little tray, and where they should go.
The little table had to be disassembled, and we started over & used the large pieces for the larger desk. Then put the small table together. I have no inkling how I am able to look at the parts and know what they are and where they go. (? being a little psycik might help?? and my Father could do anything, and everything. ?? or because in Alaska and the Aleutians, everything, even furniture came in a box, for assembly, and since my First Husband traveled for the Federal Aviation Administration -- 2 months gone, 1 week home, I had to build it.
Oh, a light bulb just came on -- He loved to draw & explain every piece of equipment the FAA had. I had schematics in my head for the Glide Slope, Outer Marker, Inner Marker, & everything to do with the various equipment. & then when I worked for the Administrator of FAA, in the Aleutians, I had to watch all the 'Teaching Tapes' of all the equipment, & read all the reports, etc. We even lived right alongside the runway. And Yes, I am older!! I had completely forgotten all that, until that little lightbulb came on.)
Electronics Specialists who keep the Communications Equipment and Navigational equipment in top performance for the airplanes to take off, stay on course in bad weather, and land, etc, seem like super heroes who know all & can do all. (and in their Field, they are, & can)
The Deja Vu title comes in to this because I had just told about puting things together, that come in boxes, and then that strange little monstrosity came in to view. (the little table, not the Husband)
#5
Halloween
I've been having the greatest fun putting different lyrics to songs, (don't say it's illeagle to mess with someone elses lyrics, because I'm not going to print them, or do them in a big public place.) I change them to play and sing in Performance Group, for Halloween. The music people who are taking my packs of mixed up lyrics might, or might not, do them in a public performance. 'Elvis' even took a pack.
We don't do 'themes' in our Summer Performance group because I like the beautiful music everyone does in chosing what they want to play. But when Halloween was looming close upon us, seemed like a fun thing to try. And it is sooo easy!!!! I wonder if that make me a little strange? some morbid songs, but I'm having fun. Some titles are so easy to change.
Warning: If you are queasy, you can skip the next part.
The Hawaiian song "I'll Remember You" just pops right at you -- I'll dismember you.
Then I go on to change the whole song. Right, the whole song. Another easy one is "Put your Head On My Shoulder" (easy to guess, right?) Put your head in my bucket, and put your legs in there too. Hawaiian Wedding song -- "This is the Funeral I have waited for" And George Strait's 'Drinking Champagne' -- I'm drinking your blood & causing you pain till early morning, Then I'll stay in my coffin till the Darkness envelopes me.
See how much fun a project would be?? Then a contest for the best song lyrics. A contest for the best singing of the lyrics. or 'acting out' the lyrics.
I've done Ebb Tide, & Beyond the Reef, and am working on The Odd Couple, Hawaii 5 0, Secret Agent Man, There'll be some Changes Made, Side By Side.
I keep seeing great possibilities in my Sheet Music titles, and keep wanting to add more to the pack.
#6
Hats for Happiness and Super Heroes
A Good 'Very Late Afternoon' to everyone, and to Virtual Online Learning Group.
I'm getting better, I think. After being gone all day, I stumbled into the house with only half of everything falling out of my arms and hands, and stumbling over & around 4 young fellows who wanted to clean 1 room of carpet because their Supervisor gave them a goal of 100 rooms cleaned today. All over my insistence that we'd had to tear the office apart so the couch & chairs are packed high with everything that I will need to find a place for soon, before it all jumps in to the trash can by itself. Plus, the dinning room was stacked high with ebay hopefuls divided into catogorys and I needed everything left as it was. Since my husband said "Come in and clean the dinning room carpet and we'll move everything out of the room" I laughingly made my way amongst the 5 men, dropping the rest of the mail and incidentals out of my hands & arms.
And the whole time, our little yellow Cockateil is loudly protesting & calling "SweetPea" for a rescue from being locked in the cage he won't even sleep in at night.
And you'll never guess what happened next!! As soon as they saw that my vacuum was the exact Kirby they were going to use ---- ha ha ha ---- to try to sell us, they said "Sorry, we can't clean your carpet, have to leave now".
So I keep laughing. And I think it only took me forty minutes this time to get in to my blog, and then find something to click on that would actually let me type.
#1
sorry but 'ole Granny' took over & doesn't remember where the numbers are or how to link.
I want to talk about our live Blog class yesterday.
(Ok, you can quit laughing now. And yes, it's a bit rediculous, I agree. --- But just wait until you are almost 77 years old, and never heard all those great , strange, terms -- like avatar ( a
movie of blue people, right?) & widgets, (sure there isn't 'ch' in there) & gidgets ? another movie, right? & mps & iphones, blueberries & blackberries. ??? I thought those were fruit??
Being serious now, because the 'Lunch' class at Denny's in Ocala was so great!!! and such a diversified group of people, sharing their special skills and knowledge with everyone. They were all wonderful!!!
But I want to tell you about a very special young woman who is caring for other people who are going through the same Medical problems that she is handling. Jennifer had just finished another round of Chemo, and was wearing a colorful hat. She cares so deeply for everyone with cancer, and wants to help them all, that she isn't selling for herself. She has a Not For Profit Charity called 'HATS FOR HAPPINESS' !!! SPREADING HAPPINESS, ONE HAT AT A TIME' The hats are to be at the Doctors offices so they can each chose one for themselves to wear home, and have the choice of keeping as their keepsake, or donating back for someone else to chose.
Jennifer calls the people "SUPER HERO'S" and she has a beautiful white dog that wears a pack on his back and he is SUPER DOG. She is attuned to SuperMan, so her 'pen name' is as close to 'Clark Kent ' as she could get. She is "Cancer Girl Clarice Kentwood" A beautiful stately name, reminisent of an earlier, more relaxed time in England.
I hope everyone will help Jennifer with her goal. If you can spare some hats to donate, & perhaps spare something in a check, she is on iGive at www.iSearchiGive.com/HatsForHappiness
her website is www.hatsforhappiness.org
Any help you can give to the Cancer patients is so greatly appreciated by everyone. It is especially timely now, during Breast Cancer Awareness Month.
I am from the Flanagan Lung Cancer Family and Internal cancer Family, and also the Williams Breast Cancer Family & Cancer Family. I am very thankful that I have only had Skin Cancer to date. And I appreciate anything at all you can do to help the people who have not been so fortunate.
#2
My favorite Moto has always been "If at first you Don't succeed READ THE DIRECTIONS"
I always wonder how many of us, besides me, try to fix something, or try to make something and it just doesn't seem to be able to turn out right. Finally, when that 'light bulb' comes on and I get a brain again, it is amazing the big difference, when I actually read the directions and follow them. I sometimes wonder if anyone else is like that, or if everyone remembers to read the directions first.
Reading directions sure speeds things along while assembling new, in boxes, Christmas presents for four daughters, after they are in bed Christmas evening. I also wonder -- Why does everything come unassembled, in boxes? It would be lovely if Santa could deliver everything already put together.
#3
I'm getting better, I think. After being gone all day, I stumbled into the house with only half of everything falling out of my arms and hands, and stumbling over & around 4 young fellows who wanted to clean 1 room of carpet because their Supervisor gave them a goal of 100 rooms cleaned today. All over my insistence that we'd had to tear the office apart so the couch & chairs are packed high with everything that I will need to find a place for soon, before it all jumps in to the trash can by itself. Plus, the dinning room was stacked high with ebay hopefuls divided into catogorys and I needed everything left as it was. Since my husband said "Come in and clean the dinning room carpet and we'll move everything out of the room" I laughingly made my way amongst the 5 men, dropping the rest of the mail and incidentals out of my hands & arms.
And the whole time, our little yellow Cockateil is loudly protesting & calling "SweetPea" for a rescue from being locked in the cage he won't even sleep in at night.
And you'll never guess what happened next!! As soon as they saw that my vacuum was the exact Kirby they were going to use ---- ha ha ha ---- to try to sell us, they said "Sorry, we can't clean your carpet, have to leave now".
So I keep laughing. And I think it only took me forty minutes this time to get in to my blog, and then find something to click on that would actually let me type.
#1
sorry but 'ole Granny' took over & doesn't remember where the numbers are or how to link.
I want to talk about our live Blog class yesterday.
(Ok, you can quit laughing now. And yes, it's a bit rediculous, I agree. --- But just wait until you are almost 77 years old, and never heard all those great , strange, terms -- like avatar ( a
movie of blue people, right?) & widgets, (sure there isn't 'ch' in there) & gidgets ? another movie, right? & mps & iphones, blueberries & blackberries. ??? I thought those were fruit??
Being serious now, because the 'Lunch' class at Denny's in Ocala was so great!!! and such a diversified group of people, sharing their special skills and knowledge with everyone. They were all wonderful!!!
But I want to tell you about a very special young woman who is caring for other people who are going through the same Medical problems that she is handling. Jennifer had just finished another round of Chemo, and was wearing a colorful hat. She cares so deeply for everyone with cancer, and wants to help them all, that she isn't selling for herself. She has a Not For Profit Charity called 'HATS FOR HAPPINESS' !!! SPREADING HAPPINESS, ONE HAT AT A TIME' The hats are to be at the Doctors offices so they can each chose one for themselves to wear home, and have the choice of keeping as their keepsake, or donating back for someone else to chose.
Jennifer calls the people "SUPER HERO'S" and she has a beautiful white dog that wears a pack on his back and he is SUPER DOG. She is attuned to SuperMan, so her 'pen name' is as close to 'Clark Kent ' as she could get. She is "Cancer Girl Clarice Kentwood" A beautiful stately name, reminisent of an earlier, more relaxed time in England.
I hope everyone will help Jennifer with her goal. If you can spare some hats to donate, & perhaps spare something in a check, she is on iGive at www.iSearchiGive.com/HatsForHappiness
her website is www.hatsforhappiness.org
Any help you can give to the Cancer patients is so greatly appreciated by everyone. It is especially timely now, during Breast Cancer Awareness Month.
I am from the Flanagan Lung Cancer Family and Internal cancer Family, and also the Williams Breast Cancer Family & Cancer Family. I am very thankful that I have only had Skin Cancer to date. And I appreciate anything at all you can do to help the people who have not been so fortunate.
#2
My favorite Moto has always been "If at first you Don't succeed READ THE DIRECTIONS"
I always wonder how many of us, besides me, try to fix something, or try to make something and it just doesn't seem to be able to turn out right. Finally, when that 'light bulb' comes on and I get a brain again, it is amazing the big difference, when I actually read the directions and follow them. I sometimes wonder if anyone else is like that, or if everyone remembers to read the directions first.
Reading directions sure speeds things along while assembling new, in boxes, Christmas presents for four daughters, after they are in bed Christmas evening. I also wonder -- Why does everything come unassembled, in boxes? It would be lovely if Santa could deliver everything already put together.
#3
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