Today is 'Blogging Day' for Virtual Online Learning members. Every month we have a special day for the 'Bloging Challenge'. And we have another special day for the monthly 'Twittering Challenge'.
We also have various other special days every month. We have important subjects for Helping Others, important Charities to assist, and to donate to. A day to introduce ourselves to other VOL members. Always a very interesting day. As our members are all over the world, and on various Time Zones, making it a real challenge for those who have to Blog or Twit all night.
#1
It is interesting to think of all the different things I could talk about. I am old and no longer organized, so all of my notes for the special days, are somewhere -- but unbeknown to me, as I don't remember I have something in my hand and it gets laid down somewhere, & soon something else is unknowingly laid down on top, and the cycle goes on. Does this happen to anyone who isn't old?
I don't have such a marvelous memory anymore, and rack my poor brain trying to remember just anything I thought would be interesting to write about. And FUN to write about. Things I can make a joke of, about myself, are really the greatest of all. (Maybe because there are so many things to make fun of)
When I was younger I had a very reliable memory that could relate the facts for so many things, forever. I was the Master of remembering a multitude of minutia. Probably called Trivia, now.
Present days, if it is important, -- guess what!! Pretty sure bet I am not going to remember.
So, young people (ages Twenty to Sixty) how is your memory, present date? I bet you remember things, and can locate your things, much better than I am able to.
#2
For many years I have asked myself WHY don't my finger nails work? Fingernails that are a little long, and protrude past the the flesh, should be able to spear things, and should be able to pick things up. Right? Does anyone know of a Scientific reason that deletes the use of fingernails?
I have Arthritis in my hands and fingers, making them less than helpful. But why would that affect my fingernails? If they are long, they should work!!! I had a sudden thought recently.
My only explanations are, possibly, the acts that caused the Arthritis in the first place. Like playing hardball without a glove. (My hands were too small for the gloves of that era) More likely, the reason could be from having my hands stepped on numerous times by horses, as a child, and adult. Partly from being bucked off, and partly from doing tricks that didn't pan out perfectly. But I think even more likely, is being pulled off by so many friends not used to riding double, and bareback. And, of course, I always ended up beneath my friends, as they desperately held on tight, for dear life. It wasn't always my hands getting stepped on, sometimes it was my feet or my leg. Sprained ankles weren't much fun either.
Anyone with ideas on this, please enlighten me.
#3
I have four Daughters, and I have twelve Grand and Great GrandDaughters, and eight Grand and Great Grandsons. I can not stand for any thing bad or unpleasant to happen to a child!!!
I wish the worst Plagues of Hell on the Tuscon Murderer. And I wish our Justice System believed in "An Eye For An Eye". Evil people deserve to have their evils revisited on themselves. They do not deserve to be housed and fed and given TV.
The death of little Christina Taylor Green is so terribly unjust and horrible, and bothers me immensely. I played an organ tribute for her. And for all of the injured and murdered.
The 1972 Acadamy Award winning score for the movie "Nicholas and Alexandria" is haunting and beautiful and I especially love the song "Too Beautiful To Last".
And the Love Theme that runs through the score (Karen's Theme I II III) of the movie "Out of Africa" is also haunting and beautiful, and I love that song "The Music Of Goodbye". They both are loving tributes.
#4
I love mysteries. My favorite books, movies, tv shows, etc are Mysteries. (and I'm always sad when great TV mysteries have their final "Finale"). I always enjoyed jobs with Bookkeeping. When something didn't balance, it was a Mystery for me to solve. Or if something couldn't be found, I enjoyed trying to find it. If I didn't solve something before going home, it went with me, in my head, for me to work on, and puzzle over, at home. Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I would awaken with a sudden thought, that would be the answer. (not always, of course) But whenever the answer finally came, it was a joyful relief.
Too bad that being slightly Psychic couldn't be controlled to find answers. But it was more fun working on the problems and trying to figure them out, anyway. And it still is.
#5
How many people are "The Absent Minded Professor" like me? I am so good at it, that my Husband tells people that I can hide my own Easter Eggs!!!! A terrible thing to tell people, right? But true.
I don't prefer to take a multitude of multiple single steps if I can prevent it, so I put things close to where they need to end up. If they go upstairs, they'll probably be on the first step. and soon they are part of the step. I don't even see them as I step over them going up the stairs. If I eventually trip on them, I'll possibly notice them. And might even take them upstairs. And might not.
#6
I became interested in the 'Phobias' lately. For a number of days, the friends I've talked with have all had the fear of heights, as I also do. But we have forgotten the term, the name of it.
I "googled" it and found four names & I don't remember ever hearing, or seeing, three of them.
Acrophobia (Greek) is the one I have heard before. Altophobia, Hypsiphobia, and Hyposophobia I'm sure I had not heard before. And Batophobia is fear of being near a tall building.
I must have all five. Since a child, heights, and open heights especially, turn my legs to liquid and they collapse me to the floor. Rather embarrassing in public. Even in 'High Rise' elevators, I want a railing to hang on to.
The only time I was forced to overcome it, I actually did. -- but only for that job. After, I was a murmuring mess on the floor again.
I was a Customs Inspector in the Aleautians, for ships and planes. We had a 36 foot tide, and the dock was about half way in between the 36 feet. We were a very small place, and no such amenities as an extending lift or stairs. Lucky me the first time a Japanese ship came in, it was high tide. They were prepared tho, they threw a very long, but not wide, plank of wood down to the deck & indicated I had to walk it up to the ship. -- over open, freezing water. My heart was a lump in my throut!!! It felt like everything was in my throut!!! Treasury Department Federal Agents don't wimp out. Have to be tough. And I gingerly stepped on the skinny board and somehow walked up and on to the ship. And after my Inspections, back off again.
Then at low tide a Japanese ship refused to come in to the dock, sitting way out in Cold Bay, and demanding I come out to them. Luckily we had a bullhorn, and more luckily, I took Japanese living on Maui. I insisted they had to come in to dock, as I could not swim that far in freezing water.
I wasn't a very impossing figure, standing there in my navy blues, but to prevent freezing to death, also in my only jacket, a bright orange one. (not Standard uniform.) and at 90 lbs 5' 2" I probably looked like an ant on the dock, that they would not have seen at all, if not for that outrageous orange colored jacket. They finally did come in to dock, discovered they didn't get
lodged in mud, and threw that very long, not wide, plank of wood up to the dock. Fun Fun!!! I had to walk over open, freezing water, down to the ship. And after, back up the plank. So I kind of know the feeling of people who had to "Walk the Plank". These scenerios were an often occuring pattern. Up then down, or down then up.
The Japanese were in to load up on Salmon Roe to take back to Japan for Sushi. We used the salmon roe for Bait!!!
The International Jet Fuel tankers were in to replinish our huge tank with fuel for the Flying Tiger airplanes, North West Orient, Air Canada, Canadian Airlines, etc. --- But that is another story for another time.
#7 (time is 11:38 PM EST)
I'm very sorry, but I still haven't figured out how to put the number banners under each blog, or how to link the the blogs to the site.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Tippy Tennies
My Husband took me to WalMart Wednesday and bought me two pair of Danskin Now tennis shoes for Christmas. I haven't worn Tennis shoes since traveling such long flights between Kuwait & the US in the 80's. But thought they might help some of the back & hip pain that comes with old age, arthritis, FibroMyalgia, etc.
Trying the walking type with different inserts & heel lifts isn't too bad, a little tippy, but I haven't fallen yet.
The other pair looks like those strange sketchers & have the extremely slanted back & up so high at the end. They certainly look strange, and that is definitely not how my feet look. But I was told they would help my posture, & therefore, the pain. That slanted back & up high at the end heel is certainly a lot of fun. First I go tipping too far forward & tip into whatever is in the way in front of me. But mostly, I go tipping way too far backwards & that is really lots more fun!!!! I'm taking bets on when I'll be flat on my back on the tile with a cracked head & elbows. But when I do happen to be straight up for a second, I can almost tell my body is straighter up. Of course, that doesn't happen a whole lot yet. -- or almost never. But maybe someday. Maybe someday, if I don't break my back, or head, or a leg, or whatever --- just maybe, someday, I might get brave enough to venture outside in those funny tennies.
Trying the walking type with different inserts & heel lifts isn't too bad, a little tippy, but I haven't fallen yet.
The other pair looks like those strange sketchers & have the extremely slanted back & up so high at the end. They certainly look strange, and that is definitely not how my feet look. But I was told they would help my posture, & therefore, the pain. That slanted back & up high at the end heel is certainly a lot of fun. First I go tipping too far forward & tip into whatever is in the way in front of me. But mostly, I go tipping way too far backwards & that is really lots more fun!!!! I'm taking bets on when I'll be flat on my back on the tile with a cracked head & elbows. But when I do happen to be straight up for a second, I can almost tell my body is straighter up. Of course, that doesn't happen a whole lot yet. -- or almost never. But maybe someday. Maybe someday, if I don't break my back, or head, or a leg, or whatever --- just maybe, someday, I might get brave enough to venture outside in those funny tennies.
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Friday, October 22, 2010
Happy follow up on "HATS FOR HAPPINESS"
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"
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"
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.
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