I had a long day. I stayed longer with Jacob than usual. It was unusally hot. My house is in total disorder because of a new switch we had to put in. I can't find my clothes. The rent is due, and I can't find the 941's I need to finish my 2006 taxes!
But none of that bothers me much right now.
What bothers me? The sound of the lawnmower. I have closed all my blinds so I don't have to look outside.
Why?
Because here I sit with a turkey sandwhich, that I was craving, and a glass of merlot, that I felt I really needed - and it's my mother in law -- who is 80 -- that is outside _mowing my lawn_!~!
That is such a dreadful feeling.
It's not that my lawn needs mowing. It's that she lives next door, and she and my father in law like the lawns to looks just so - Just So Lawns by Rita and Steve would be their business name.
I mean, there are practical entries to the scenario like:
Items --
1. you don't want the grass to high because it jams the mower --
2. and it'll just grow more if you leave it --
3. and, of course, what they tell us -- 'well, we like to do it.' (I say 'they' but it's always 'she')
So, I sit here, typing at my computer and feeling guilty, guilty, guilty.
But you know what? People are going to do what they do, and sometimes there is not a durned peeking thing you can do about it.
So let her mow!
And I'll pour another glass of merlot.
Going to bed early, squirrley --
Hope you had a sunny day!
always,
Miss Roxie
~~ooops, the lawn mower stopped; I better go check ....
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
It's in the Kiln
I find I have been neglectful of my blog postings again. I do that. I get in some kind of mood, and my 'save to draft' file becomes filled with ideas of thoughts and the days just move on ...
This morning I sit with my coffee and feel pretty good. Even though one could say all is not perfect in my life or in the world, but you know, show me perfect, and I'll show you a state of mind.
Yesterday afternoon we popped over to the Ceramics shop to work on some of our dishware - it's been an interesting experience with the ceramics people, as the first time we went, they fired our pieces before they were ready.
There was this 'huge' misunderstanding....I don't know what went wrong, but anyway, when we came back - all but one of the 6 pieces had been fired, and we were hugely disappointed because we knew that we weren't finished and had spent the week talking about what we were going to add and touch up on - and then we walk in and we are greeted with ,'here they are' and we said, 'but we weren't done' and they say, 'well what did you have left, they look done...'
Again, once again, man proves that man cannot read another man's mind. And, when one is distressed about the outcome of something, if one should make a trip to an ice cream shop afterwards, all can be made well again. (But I've got to watch that or I'll be proving that old theory that Ceramics is actually fattening!)
The Ceramic People worked it out financially. I got a free bowl and Harley got a cat dish that I considered not finished but looks okay.
And the day goes on ....
Have a sunny one ~
Love,
Miss Roxie
This morning I sit with my coffee and feel pretty good. Even though one could say all is not perfect in my life or in the world, but you know, show me perfect, and I'll show you a state of mind.
Yesterday afternoon we popped over to the Ceramics shop to work on some of our dishware - it's been an interesting experience with the ceramics people, as the first time we went, they fired our pieces before they were ready.
There was this 'huge' misunderstanding....I don't know what went wrong, but anyway, when we came back - all but one of the 6 pieces had been fired, and we were hugely disappointed because we knew that we weren't finished and had spent the week talking about what we were going to add and touch up on - and then we walk in and we are greeted with ,'here they are' and we said, 'but we weren't done' and they say, 'well what did you have left, they look done...'
Again, once again, man proves that man cannot read another man's mind. And, when one is distressed about the outcome of something, if one should make a trip to an ice cream shop afterwards, all can be made well again. (But I've got to watch that or I'll be proving that old theory that Ceramics is actually fattening!)
The Ceramic People worked it out financially. I got a free bowl and Harley got a cat dish that I considered not finished but looks okay.
And the day goes on ....
Have a sunny one ~
Love,
Miss Roxie
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Turn of the phrase
I found this site featuring Phrases and their Meanings and Origins. It's quite fun. There are some quizzes there to take.
There are no way to post results that I can see, but I will clue you this - follow your first thoughts! The only ones I missed are the ones that I said to myself, 'ummmm, maybe I'm wrong there.'
Did you know there are 600 phrases that relate to the human body? Those are only ones beginning with A, B, and C.
I'm not really sure how they can actually trace back the origin of all phrases. I know some of mine come from misquotes from my kids as they were growing up. We've just adapted them into our language (and what family hasn't done the same?)
Here are some French phrases should you so delight.
This is my favorite to think about today -- It begins with the world famous All the World's a Stage ...but it makes the most sense, and I've always loved it. I think I'm going to memorize it.
Have a sunny day ....
There are no way to post results that I can see, but I will clue you this - follow your first thoughts! The only ones I missed are the ones that I said to myself, 'ummmm, maybe I'm wrong there.'
Did you know there are 600 phrases that relate to the human body? Those are only ones beginning with A, B, and C.
I'm not really sure how they can actually trace back the origin of all phrases. I know some of mine come from misquotes from my kids as they were growing up. We've just adapted them into our language (and what family hasn't done the same?)
Here are some French phrases should you so delight.
This is my favorite to think about today -- It begins with the world famous All the World's a Stage ...but it makes the most sense, and I've always loved it. I think I'm going to memorize it.
Have a sunny day ....
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
My Therapy Garden
You can bury a lot of troubles digging in the dirt. ~Author Unknown
I think that if ever a mortal heard the voice of God it would be in a garden at the cool of the day. ~F. Frankfort Moore, A Garden of Peace
My garden is growing. Last night a walker came by while I was working out there and said, "oh that's beautiful, just so beautiful!"
In my mind, the garden is not beautiful ~ yet. My vision of what it can be has not manifested itself. And I thought, wow, what a reflection on life is that.
Here is this Walker, who probably walks by my garden often and has seen the little things I have added and comments on the beauty of what goes into taking care of things and nurturing things and just constantly checking and working to make things better - so she calls out "Beautiful.."
And because I am still working on my vision, my unnamed goal for my little quiet spot, that I don't see the beauty she sees.
But that's okay ~ We stil each see Beauty, as we all know from the old adage, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder."
Yesterday, I had added a Bird Bath that I have to set up on a paving stone. I love the look of it and can't wait for the birds to come round. There is a nest in a small scrub oak in my front yard, so maybe the babies will eventually bathe in my bath!
Some of the roots that were existing in the area are just to strong and rooty and can't be dug into, so I've had to use some 'out of the box' thinking in placing some plants in pots. I love it.
It's a little area that was existing when we got here. The main plants were a Saw Palmetto (ouch) and a couple of little lackey scrub oaks. Des wanted to nix them all, but I said no, please, give me a chance there.
I've added flowers and such, but what I really want in my garden and in my yard are the plants that are from my region. I grew up with them and would like one of each of them in my yard. They are the plants of my childhood.
Of course, I wish I had pictures from the beginning and I want to do that now as I progress out there. So Maybe, within the next few days, I'll have some photos of my Therapy Garden. I want to name my garden something. I have to think about this. I can't tell you how peaceful it is to think about my garden and what it needs.
My thoughts going there in my mind where my garden has taken hold in picture makes traveling there such a holy respite; I find such joy in thinking of the new things I will invite into my garden.
The greatest gift of the garden is the restoration of the five senses. ~Hanna Rion
Take thy plastic spade, It is thy pencil; take thy seeds, thy plants, They are thy colours. ~William Mason, The English Garden, 1782
I think that if ever a mortal heard the voice of God it would be in a garden at the cool of the day. ~F. Frankfort Moore, A Garden of Peace
My garden is growing. Last night a walker came by while I was working out there and said, "oh that's beautiful, just so beautiful!"
In my mind, the garden is not beautiful ~ yet. My vision of what it can be has not manifested itself. And I thought, wow, what a reflection on life is that.
Here is this Walker, who probably walks by my garden often and has seen the little things I have added and comments on the beauty of what goes into taking care of things and nurturing things and just constantly checking and working to make things better - so she calls out "Beautiful.."
And because I am still working on my vision, my unnamed goal for my little quiet spot, that I don't see the beauty she sees.
But that's okay ~ We stil each see Beauty, as we all know from the old adage, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder."
Yesterday, I had added a Bird Bath that I have to set up on a paving stone. I love the look of it and can't wait for the birds to come round. There is a nest in a small scrub oak in my front yard, so maybe the babies will eventually bathe in my bath!
Some of the roots that were existing in the area are just to strong and rooty and can't be dug into, so I've had to use some 'out of the box' thinking in placing some plants in pots. I love it.
It's a little area that was existing when we got here. The main plants were a Saw Palmetto (ouch) and a couple of little lackey scrub oaks. Des wanted to nix them all, but I said no, please, give me a chance there.
I've added flowers and such, but what I really want in my garden and in my yard are the plants that are from my region. I grew up with them and would like one of each of them in my yard. They are the plants of my childhood.
Of course, I wish I had pictures from the beginning and I want to do that now as I progress out there. So Maybe, within the next few days, I'll have some photos of my Therapy Garden. I want to name my garden something. I have to think about this. I can't tell you how peaceful it is to think about my garden and what it needs.
My thoughts going there in my mind where my garden has taken hold in picture makes traveling there such a holy respite; I find such joy in thinking of the new things I will invite into my garden.
The greatest gift of the garden is the restoration of the five senses. ~Hanna Rion
Take thy plastic spade, It is thy pencil; take thy seeds, thy plants, They are thy colours. ~William Mason, The English Garden, 1782
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Compliant Complaint of Acceptance
If you don't like a thing, and you say you don't like it, but you accept it because you have too, does that make you a complainer? There was a discussion tonight about this topic, and I have to say, I'm not sure.
Complaining, according to most dictionaries, is explained as " To express feelings of pain, dissatisfaction, or resentment." One site even gave the example as "a complaining wife" ...really! that was so bold!
So, the definition implies that to even say you are not happy about something is complaining. What about the situation in which you have come to an acceptance about a thing? Does that still mean you have complained or are a complainer because you are in fact, accepting, and not liking? I see nothing wrong with acknowledging accepting something you don't like and going on with your life. If indeed, you have done the deed of the actual accepting and it's not a ruse of attract attention, in my opinion, you have done well.
Acceptance in itself does not require the act of approval. Nor does acceptance imply that something need to change, or can change, because perhaps it is so that it cannot change. So in the act of acceptance, does that not negate the complaint? Acceptance cannot be confused with resistance.
There are people, for example, that I do not like the boldness of their manner, or the rudeness in which they speak, but I've come to accept them for what they are, and truly find an understanding of their way, but if I should mention to someone, that I don't agree with this person's 'way of being' does that make me a complainer?
Scripture says we shouldn't complain. And I'm not saying I go around complaining, but I do have a few things in my life that I have accepted and just go on conducting myself in a manner that works to bring peace in our circle.
But I suppose the whole accusation of being called a complainer comes into play because if one actually express a thought that runs in a negative vane, than I guess, perhaps, that one has complained.
Oh, well, that's enough perplexing thought for me this early in the morning.
"The most incomprehensible thing about the world is that it is incomprehensible."
~~Albert Einstein
Complaining, according to most dictionaries, is explained as " To express feelings of pain, dissatisfaction, or resentment." One site even gave the example as "a complaining wife" ...really! that was so bold!
So, the definition implies that to even say you are not happy about something is complaining. What about the situation in which you have come to an acceptance about a thing? Does that still mean you have complained or are a complainer because you are in fact, accepting, and not liking? I see nothing wrong with acknowledging accepting something you don't like and going on with your life. If indeed, you have done the deed of the actual accepting and it's not a ruse of attract attention, in my opinion, you have done well.
Acceptance in itself does not require the act of approval. Nor does acceptance imply that something need to change, or can change, because perhaps it is so that it cannot change. So in the act of acceptance, does that not negate the complaint? Acceptance cannot be confused with resistance.
There are people, for example, that I do not like the boldness of their manner, or the rudeness in which they speak, but I've come to accept them for what they are, and truly find an understanding of their way, but if I should mention to someone, that I don't agree with this person's 'way of being' does that make me a complainer?
Scripture says we shouldn't complain. And I'm not saying I go around complaining, but I do have a few things in my life that I have accepted and just go on conducting myself in a manner that works to bring peace in our circle.
But I suppose the whole accusation of being called a complainer comes into play because if one actually express a thought that runs in a negative vane, than I guess, perhaps, that one has complained.
Oh, well, that's enough perplexing thought for me this early in the morning.
"The most incomprehensible thing about the world is that it is incomprehensible."
~~Albert Einstein
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Thinking Blogger Award
Some days you are in for a shock. I read Leslie's blog on a regular basis, as she and I are, well, simpatico.Does it make sense to say that sometimes you can meet people who are so different from you, yet so very much the same as you? Those people can become your very best friends. Don't ever overlook them. I found a gem in my life by finding Leslie.
I've been out of the blogging sphere for awhile now. Life, however, continues to be winding around me like a plant that needs a trellis with all it's tendils falling loosely out of place, and I have hardly been able to catch my breath for over two weeks, and then I come to find that I've been nominated, by Leslie, for a Thinking Blogger Award. I am nonplused even more than my natural state of constant bewilderment! Thank you, Leslie!!
One thing Leslie and I have in the common zone is that we like to think. And think again, and then think some more.
So here's the link to the post that gave me the nomination ....
And here is the information for the Thinking Bloggers Award...
The participation rules are simple:
1. If, and only if, you get tagged, write a post with links to 5 blogs that make you think,
2. Link to this post so that people can easily find the exact origin of the meme,
3. Optional: Proudly display the ‘Thinking Blogger Award’ with a link to the post that you wrote (here is an alternative silver version if gold doesn’t fit your blog).
Now here's the rest of the story ...
I don't really understand all the things of the blogger sphere. I usually don't understand all the thing connected to all the things that lead to the rabbit hole that Alice fell in ...and I truly have no idea if anyone reads my blog. But I can share with anyone some blogs that I do enjoy -- they may have been mentioned, they may have been nominated -- you see, I really don't know these things!
1. Circle of Quiet. I love the name of this blog, and I love the cup of coffee pictured.
2. Consent of the Governed. Very interesting and way over my head.
3. Athena in a Minivan. I love her. I love reading about her little tykes. Such memories she always stirs in me.
4. Principled Discovery. Okay, yeah, I wish I was this smart. The woman is always asking the questions I am thinking about.
5. Created For His Glory. This is one of the first blogs I ever read, when I entered the blogging world.
There you have it. I'm back into blogging now. You have a very nice day!!
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Keep your seat; it's the best one
1. Why are there words like chance and accident if there are no such things?
2. Be the traffic you wish to see in the world.
3. Wanting more stuff than you have makes you poor. Not wanting stuff at all makes you rich. You will always have enough if you think so.
4. Can you carry the burden of freedom?
5. Sometimes things can look different when absolutely nothing has changed.
6. You are the world. If there is no you, there is no world.
7. There are many errors to be made in child rearing. Too many perhaps to mention or list end to end across the world. If one must choose to error in child rearing, I choose to error with kindness.
8. Don't look to follow others. Look closer at why they were going there. And make sure to always take the highroad.
9. Is your task to seek or to find? Can you be one without the other and be happy?
10. Love is not a final state of being. Love is a constant state of vulnerability. Love is the reason we are all here. Love is the last thing to go.
2. Be the traffic you wish to see in the world.
3. Wanting more stuff than you have makes you poor. Not wanting stuff at all makes you rich. You will always have enough if you think so.
4. Can you carry the burden of freedom?
5. Sometimes things can look different when absolutely nothing has changed.
6. You are the world. If there is no you, there is no world.
7. There are many errors to be made in child rearing. Too many perhaps to mention or list end to end across the world. If one must choose to error in child rearing, I choose to error with kindness.
8. Don't look to follow others. Look closer at why they were going there. And make sure to always take the highroad.
9. Is your task to seek or to find? Can you be one without the other and be happy?
10. Love is not a final state of being. Love is a constant state of vulnerability. Love is the reason we are all here. Love is the last thing to go.
Friday, June 22, 2007
Counting the Steps is fun
I love this pedometer. Yesterday I registered in at 1798 steps -- and today --at 10:24 PM --
Four Thousand, Four hundred and Thirty Six!!
The average person, depending on where you get your information, walks between 3,000 to 5,000 steps a day. So I went from lazy sluggish lady to average in one day! That is radical!
I'm keeping this thing!
I will probably have 5,000 before I go to bed tonight.
I did find that I had to do one minute sets of marching in place to get my numbers up. Even though I watch a three year old for 5 hours, I don't walk enough.
I wish I could find other little gadgets to wear to encourage me to do other things right in my life. Wonder if I could invent something?
Four Thousand, Four hundred and Thirty Six!!
The average person, depending on where you get your information, walks between 3,000 to 5,000 steps a day. So I went from lazy sluggish lady to average in one day! That is radical!
I'm keeping this thing!
I will probably have 5,000 before I go to bed tonight.
I did find that I had to do one minute sets of marching in place to get my numbers up. Even though I watch a three year old for 5 hours, I don't walk enough.
I wish I could find other little gadgets to wear to encourage me to do other things right in my life. Wonder if I could invent something?
Thursday, June 21, 2007
And I have walked 10,000 miles
(not)
I got another Pedometer. I keep losing the ones I have -- before I can figure out really just how lazy I am. This one I have now, actually came with my husband's newest shoe inserts, so I don't know if it's a good one, but that already sounds like an excuse. Which, I guess, I'm probably trying to give myself because I didn't get very many steps measured on it today.
1798.
That's not a year. That's how many (almost) steps I took today.
That's not so great. That means, I am a sedentary person. The goal is 10,000 steps, which is about equivalent to 5 miles, if you can believe this site.
I don't know who decides these things, but I don't think 10,000 steps could hurt anyone, and of course, within reason, one must have a goal to gauge by to accomplish anything.
The Challenge is On! I'm going to try to increase my steps. Of course, it would probably help if I did wear it all the time. The pedometer, that is. I forgot in the morning that I had intended to wear it today, and took it off before the evening was done, but I doubt seriously if I've done anything record breaking in the amount of time that is unaccounted for.
Anyway, I'm going to challenge myself. Do the marching in place, or who knows, maybe join a marching band because I really don't want to be known as Sedentary.
You know, it's not like I never walked as an exercise before, but it seems that once something throws me off, I have a tough time getting back on track. So I kind of like this plan -- the first suggestion is just to ~walk out the door~. How clever.
So the challenge is on. I'm upping my steps.
I'm also trying to do the Bar Method DVD every other day. That is hard for me. I've not gotten through the whole thing yet!! And I've already misplaced Tape No One. Hope that wasn't a mental ploy on my part.
Anyway, I'm trying. My back injury seems okay. The other side hurts now, so that's a good sign.
Pedometer challenge, anyone?
I got another Pedometer. I keep losing the ones I have -- before I can figure out really just how lazy I am. This one I have now, actually came with my husband's newest shoe inserts, so I don't know if it's a good one, but that already sounds like an excuse. Which, I guess, I'm probably trying to give myself because I didn't get very many steps measured on it today.
1798.
That's not a year. That's how many (almost) steps I took today.
That's not so great. That means, I am a sedentary person. The goal is 10,000 steps, which is about equivalent to 5 miles, if you can believe this site.
I don't know who decides these things, but I don't think 10,000 steps could hurt anyone, and of course, within reason, one must have a goal to gauge by to accomplish anything.
The Challenge is On! I'm going to try to increase my steps. Of course, it would probably help if I did wear it all the time. The pedometer, that is. I forgot in the morning that I had intended to wear it today, and took it off before the evening was done, but I doubt seriously if I've done anything record breaking in the amount of time that is unaccounted for.
Anyway, I'm going to challenge myself. Do the marching in place, or who knows, maybe join a marching band because I really don't want to be known as Sedentary.
You know, it's not like I never walked as an exercise before, but it seems that once something throws me off, I have a tough time getting back on track. So I kind of like this plan -- the first suggestion is just to ~walk out the door~. How clever.
So the challenge is on. I'm upping my steps.
I'm also trying to do the Bar Method DVD every other day. That is hard for me. I've not gotten through the whole thing yet!! And I've already misplaced Tape No One. Hope that wasn't a mental ploy on my part.
Anyway, I'm trying. My back injury seems okay. The other side hurts now, so that's a good sign.
Pedometer challenge, anyone?
Saturday, June 16, 2007
Things in a week
1. Is an empty refrigerator better than a refrigerator that's full of stuff you need to throw away? Yes. If that wasn't too obvious...
This new assignment I've given myself of using everything in my refrigerator just isn't working. So I started a compost pile.
2. This week seemed super long. It's very hot and humid here, maybe that's why, I don't know. Also, I'm experiencing not feeling so great. I'm suspecting my air conditioning filters needed to be changed more often. I live on a dirt road...so maybe that? I don't know, but I'm going to be more attentive to that.
3. Some things I've noticed --
a. No one has ever asked me what my work out routine is or what beauty products I use. Should I feel offended?
b. Of all the Gallup Polls mentioned? No one has ever polled me. They keep talking about polls on the news, and nope, no calls or sign up sheets have I experienced. How do they poll you? On the street? Only in big cities? I live in a very small town. Maybe they don't know we are here.
4. If I make a new recipe, everyone loves it and eats it all gone. If I double it the next time, no one eats it. They say, 'it tastes different.' So I don't double anything any more. Something about doubles does not work in my cooking.
5. I've added plants in my garden that I have found on the side of the road. They seem happy here, and I like having them. (Actually, I'm broke right now, and plants for free seemed a 'yippy-yay!' kind of a thing.)
6. Thought on food/mind/body connection. There are those who believe that even if you put the most healthy foods into a body with a crummy mind, your result will be a crummy body; but if you put crummy foods into a body with a good mind of expanded awareness, you get a fine body.
I just don't know about that. That would have to be one very, healthy mind expanded in the most holy of awareness.
7. I'm beginning to think that searching for happiness is not a useful journey. To search for something implies you can't see it, or don't have it. If happiness is not within, then it's without, how would you be able to keep it when you finally find it if it's not in you in the first place?
So then, it makes sense that happiness is within and you don't have to search for it, because you walk around with it everyday, you only need to let it out.
Smiles let it out. Laughter lets it out. Kindness lets it out.
Just BEING you, this moment, right now - smile and that is happiness.
8. I like to walk in the rain. It's just so refreshing. I like all kinds of rains. I bought my daughter some really, really cute rain boots and she put flowers in them! Silly girl.
9. Isn't it funny? We go forward in our lives as that is the proper way to live it. But it is the going backwards in our lives that helps us in the learning of how we are actually living it.
10. What will you focus on today. What kindness will you pass along? Will you smile today? Will you hug someone today? I'll try it today. I'll start out good, I always start out good. The morning holds the invitation delivered in warm and wonderful light. The afternoon carries the things unknown into the cavaran that takes you to the evening time. The choices are made in there. On the ride. Choose wisely.
This new assignment I've given myself of using everything in my refrigerator just isn't working. So I started a compost pile.
2. This week seemed super long. It's very hot and humid here, maybe that's why, I don't know. Also, I'm experiencing not feeling so great. I'm suspecting my air conditioning filters needed to be changed more often. I live on a dirt road...so maybe that? I don't know, but I'm going to be more attentive to that.
3. Some things I've noticed --
a. No one has ever asked me what my work out routine is or what beauty products I use. Should I feel offended?
b. Of all the Gallup Polls mentioned? No one has ever polled me. They keep talking about polls on the news, and nope, no calls or sign up sheets have I experienced. How do they poll you? On the street? Only in big cities? I live in a very small town. Maybe they don't know we are here.
4. If I make a new recipe, everyone loves it and eats it all gone. If I double it the next time, no one eats it. They say, 'it tastes different.' So I don't double anything any more. Something about doubles does not work in my cooking.
5. I've added plants in my garden that I have found on the side of the road. They seem happy here, and I like having them. (Actually, I'm broke right now, and plants for free seemed a 'yippy-yay!' kind of a thing.)
6. Thought on food/mind/body connection. There are those who believe that even if you put the most healthy foods into a body with a crummy mind, your result will be a crummy body; but if you put crummy foods into a body with a good mind of expanded awareness, you get a fine body.
I just don't know about that. That would have to be one very, healthy mind expanded in the most holy of awareness.
7. I'm beginning to think that searching for happiness is not a useful journey. To search for something implies you can't see it, or don't have it. If happiness is not within, then it's without, how would you be able to keep it when you finally find it if it's not in you in the first place?
So then, it makes sense that happiness is within and you don't have to search for it, because you walk around with it everyday, you only need to let it out.
Smiles let it out. Laughter lets it out. Kindness lets it out.
Just BEING you, this moment, right now - smile and that is happiness.
8. I like to walk in the rain. It's just so refreshing. I like all kinds of rains. I bought my daughter some really, really cute rain boots and she put flowers in them! Silly girl.
9. Isn't it funny? We go forward in our lives as that is the proper way to live it. But it is the going backwards in our lives that helps us in the learning of how we are actually living it.
10. What will you focus on today. What kindness will you pass along? Will you smile today? Will you hug someone today? I'll try it today. I'll start out good, I always start out good. The morning holds the invitation delivered in warm and wonderful light. The afternoon carries the things unknown into the cavaran that takes you to the evening time. The choices are made in there. On the ride. Choose wisely.
Monday, June 11, 2007
One Life to Live
Regarding our weather conditions here in Sunny Florida, Lake Okeechobee still 4 ft below what she needs to be at this time of year. We have been getting rain in our area, so our plants and our grass look great, even though we are still having a water shortage. And people continue to waste water.
It's amazing about the human species to me. They do not seem to participate to the greatest good of mankind unless the threat is standing at the door with a loaded weapon. What is up with that?
It seems to be a running theme. Does no one realize the train is going to come?
I guess it's their right – our right - to play the game of chance. You only have one life. No matter what you believe, whether it's what the Bible says, "it is appointed unto man once to die" - one life -
and if you believe in reincarnation (and in that, are their ways to come back as a bug? yuk), unless you are a high, high incarnate, you won't have an awareness of the passing - so one life,
and if you believe in 'once you're dead, you're dead' - still, one life.
So good luck with that. We have One Life to Live. How are you going to live it? To the fullest? I don't think I've lived life to the fullest yet!! Maybe today that will be what I will try to do.
Sometimes even to live is an act of courage - Seneca
Friday, June 01, 2007
It's raining thanks to TS Barry
It's raining, it's pouring....on the first day of Hurricane Season, too. What timing, huh?
This is wonderful (in a way). There is a tropical storm (Barry) about 320 miles from Tampa - which probably isn't true about the distance now because it's moving.
They say this rainfall will only help a little bit. We need about 35 inches of rain/or more. I believe that is a lot of rain.
I really hope people can be sensible about going out in bad weather.
It's really weird how good things and bad things collide.
This is wonderful (in a way). There is a tropical storm (Barry) about 320 miles from Tampa - which probably isn't true about the distance now because it's moving.
They say this rainfall will only help a little bit. We need about 35 inches of rain/or more. I believe that is a lot of rain.
I really hope people can be sensible about going out in bad weather.
It's really weird how good things and bad things collide.
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Unexpected Day Off
Jacob was not feeling well today so his mommy (my sister in law) decided to stay home with him. I'll bet anything that he recovers quickly as there is nothing as great as mommy deciding to stay home!
I thought I'd get a million extra things done! (no)
I'd do extra loads of laundry! (one)
I'd put away allll the clothes in the bedroom! (no. they are strewn all over the bed. I couldn't even find room to take a nap so I snoozed in a chair)
I'd show love and affection to all my plants! (I ran by quickly and said hello while I brought up the trash cans!)
I'd make cookies! (no, I ate banana bread that my mother in law made and drank extra coffee)
I'd mop! (no. I spilled)
I'd dust! (no. I forgot about it while I watched Oprah)
I'd pay bills! (I called my mother)
I would not get on the computer! (I checked my email three times and am posting on my blog nothing worth while)
Anyway,
I did make a list of things I need at the grocery store.
Whatever.
Some days you just need some down time.
I thought I'd get a million extra things done! (no)
I'd do extra loads of laundry! (one)
I'd put away allll the clothes in the bedroom! (no. they are strewn all over the bed. I couldn't even find room to take a nap so I snoozed in a chair)
I'd show love and affection to all my plants! (I ran by quickly and said hello while I brought up the trash cans!)
I'd make cookies! (no, I ate banana bread that my mother in law made and drank extra coffee)
I'd mop! (no. I spilled)
I'd dust! (no. I forgot about it while I watched Oprah)
I'd pay bills! (I called my mother)
I would not get on the computer! (I checked my email three times and am posting on my blog nothing worth while)
Anyway,
I did make a list of things I need at the grocery store.
Whatever.
Some days you just need some down time.
Monday, May 28, 2007
Memorial Day Weekend 2007
Time's a flyin ' ....better go catch some ideas and fresh thinking if you need to before this year is done because it'll be 2008 before we know it.
My sister came to visit this weekend. Saturday, 5 of us went to the prison to visit my niece. She expected to just find my mom and found 4 extra people there, so she was just so thrilled - tears in her eyes and all. We had a great visit.
We played this game - I'm sure it's not a new game - but it was fun, here's how it goes: The first person says, "I'm going on a picnic and I'm bringing an Apple (or any word that starts with "A"), the next person says, I'm going to a picnic and I'm bringing an Apple and a Banana (or any word that starts with "B"). The next person repeats the entire sentence each time and adds a word beginning with the next letter of the alphabet.
Would you believe we can all still - not only remember what the things were that were brought to the picnic - but who said them!
Ours was,
"I'm going to a picnic and I'm bringing
An Apple
A Banana
A Carrot
A Donut
An Egg
A Frog
A Giraffe
A Hankie
An Indian
A Juice Box
A Keg
A Lion
Some Money
Some Nails
Oprah
A Pacifier
A Quale
Ryan Schekler
Skittles
Toothpicks
Uncle Don
Vino
A Wild Thing
An X-box 360
and
A Zipper
There has got to be a learning tool in there somewhere! Anyway, it was a fun game and can be played with a combination of people of all ages. And if someone needs a little nudge, give it to them (LOL). But what can really, really jog your memory is to look at the alphabet. You'll remember every thing at record speed. It's amazing.
Sunday was our big family get together for a band rehearsal. And it didn't go, like, really great. My brother has a ruptured disk, so he could only play after his pain meds kicked in. (Then he felt so good he rocked the house down and we're lucky no police came.)
My sister has a serious knee problem that needs surgery, so she was on pain meds as well. But the girls in the bands didn't have their words, so we couldn't make it through any song, well, we did get through Amazing Grace forgetting only one verse.
But Sean did amazingly well. Being about the only one (aside from my brother) who was prepared, he entertained us with a couple of fun selections. I love the little Starfish* song by Sister Hazel. It's just a little ditty, but it's cute and fun to sing because it has the Na-Na-Na-Nananana in it.
The food for the weekend was perfect. I made my special chicken drumettes; they have to be marinated for a day, and cooked in a high oven for about 30 minutes, then a low oven for about 2 hours. I don't know why, but everyone loves them. For some reason the outside browns nicely and the inside is very moist.
I did turn my house to smoke though because I had something in the oven earlier that didn't belong in the oven and Des didn't know and he turned the oven on and then we smelled something odd - and ummm, one thing leads to another and soon the house is filled with smoke. That's always fun. But what are you gonna do, you open all the doors and window and continue on from there. There's always a story to tell.
All is all it was a nice weekend, everyone played nicely, no one ran with scissors and all books were returned to the proper places.
Here is the little Starfish song that I like - it's by Sister Hazel, maybe sometime you'll run across some way to hear it and you can think of Sean.
Starfish
- Sister Hazel
I saw a starfish on the ground
He was half buried in the sand
Just so out of place and ahh
He was a long, long way from home
I was a long, long way from home
And so we talked a little while
Then I shook his hands....and i
I was a long, long way from home
And everything is wonderful
When every things alright, so alright
There we were
One less star tonight
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
(repeat)
We thought a better place to go
Might be the top of purple mountains
So close to outer space....and ahh
We were a long, long way from home
Wed bring some records and a game
Might take a walk or read a book
But its not the same....no ahh
Were still a long long way from home
(chorus)
I saw a starfish on the ground
Oh, he was still buried in the sand
Now he's not so all alone
And he's finally going home
So I smiled and I shook his hands....and we were singin'
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
(repeat)
There we were one less star tonight
There we were one more star tonight
My sister came to visit this weekend. Saturday, 5 of us went to the prison to visit my niece. She expected to just find my mom and found 4 extra people there, so she was just so thrilled - tears in her eyes and all. We had a great visit.
We played this game - I'm sure it's not a new game - but it was fun, here's how it goes: The first person says, "I'm going on a picnic and I'm bringing an Apple (or any word that starts with "A"), the next person says, I'm going to a picnic and I'm bringing an Apple and a Banana (or any word that starts with "B"). The next person repeats the entire sentence each time and adds a word beginning with the next letter of the alphabet.
Would you believe we can all still - not only remember what the things were that were brought to the picnic - but who said them!
Ours was,
"I'm going to a picnic and I'm bringing
An Apple
A Banana
A Carrot
A Donut
An Egg
A Frog
A Giraffe
A Hankie
An Indian
A Juice Box
A Keg
A Lion
Some Money
Some Nails
Oprah
A Pacifier
A Quale
Ryan Schekler
Skittles
Toothpicks
Uncle Don
Vino
A Wild Thing
An X-box 360
and
A Zipper
There has got to be a learning tool in there somewhere! Anyway, it was a fun game and can be played with a combination of people of all ages. And if someone needs a little nudge, give it to them (LOL). But what can really, really jog your memory is to look at the alphabet. You'll remember every thing at record speed. It's amazing.
Sunday was our big family get together for a band rehearsal. And it didn't go, like, really great. My brother has a ruptured disk, so he could only play after his pain meds kicked in. (Then he felt so good he rocked the house down and we're lucky no police came.)
My sister has a serious knee problem that needs surgery, so she was on pain meds as well. But the girls in the bands didn't have their words, so we couldn't make it through any song, well, we did get through Amazing Grace forgetting only one verse.
But Sean did amazingly well. Being about the only one (aside from my brother) who was prepared, he entertained us with a couple of fun selections. I love the little Starfish* song by Sister Hazel. It's just a little ditty, but it's cute and fun to sing because it has the Na-Na-Na-Nananana in it.
The food for the weekend was perfect. I made my special chicken drumettes; they have to be marinated for a day, and cooked in a high oven for about 30 minutes, then a low oven for about 2 hours. I don't know why, but everyone loves them. For some reason the outside browns nicely and the inside is very moist.
I did turn my house to smoke though because I had something in the oven earlier that didn't belong in the oven and Des didn't know and he turned the oven on and then we smelled something odd - and ummm, one thing leads to another and soon the house is filled with smoke. That's always fun. But what are you gonna do, you open all the doors and window and continue on from there. There's always a story to tell.
All is all it was a nice weekend, everyone played nicely, no one ran with scissors and all books were returned to the proper places.
Here is the little Starfish song that I like - it's by Sister Hazel, maybe sometime you'll run across some way to hear it and you can think of Sean.
Starfish
- Sister Hazel
I saw a starfish on the ground
He was half buried in the sand
Just so out of place and ahh
He was a long, long way from home
I was a long, long way from home
And so we talked a little while
Then I shook his hands....and i
I was a long, long way from home
And everything is wonderful
When every things alright, so alright
There we were
One less star tonight
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
(repeat)
We thought a better place to go
Might be the top of purple mountains
So close to outer space....and ahh
We were a long, long way from home
Wed bring some records and a game
Might take a walk or read a book
But its not the same....no ahh
Were still a long long way from home
(chorus)
I saw a starfish on the ground
Oh, he was still buried in the sand
Now he's not so all alone
And he's finally going home
So I smiled and I shook his hands....and we were singin'
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
(repeat)
There we were one less star tonight
There we were one more star tonight
Friday, May 25, 2007
Don't keep this secret
Don’t keep this secret
~~Miss Roxie
Walk through with no distraction
Of those things that
Would rob you of your joy
Keep focused
On love
On kindness
On your children
Your family
Your friends
Keep focused
On the simple things
The simple gestures
The smiles
The hugs
The pats on the back
People cry out for human touch
without speaking
Hear yourself say
“I love you”
Give away your happiness
If you have too much it might choke you
And you will die a lonely death
Give it away
And it roots strongly
And then returns
A never-ending vine
That produces the fruit of survival
Transendental Medication
Ommmm. Ommmm.
I am sitting in the stillness. Enjoying the calm of my being. Being one with the -
(Get off my lap you ridiculous cat!)
Ommmm. Ommmm.
I am expanding my spine and allowing the universe to flow through my being - I'm one with the
(rinnnnng. rinnnng. Hi Mom. No. I didn't forget my phone. I have it. No. That must be someone else's phone. That's okay, Mom. I'll see you tomorrow. Bye.)
Ommmm. Ommmm.
I am breathing deeply. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Ex - sput
(Psst 'chew. Sputter. Eh'eh' cough, cough..gosh I really need to vacuum up this cat hair. Let me just do that now....
MMMMMMMMMMM. sound of vacuum. Resume to stillness)
Ommmmm. Ommmm.
I am challenging my being to call it's calmness from within. My head expands in lightness and touches the ceiling lifting itself to...
(Wow. Is that a cob web? That ceiling fan is sure dusty. I didn't realize that one light bulb was out. Where is my duster? I think I put it in the pantry. That reminds me...I need to buy some more cereal and I should go ahead and put the enchiladas in the oven. I wonder what time Ugly Betty reruns are on? No, that was last night. Is this garbage night? No, Saturday is garbage night. Is this Saturday? Oh, it's Friday! I should have rented a movie yesterday. I needed to go to the bank! drat, I forgot. It's raining! Yay! I need to treat myself to a pedicure. Where did I leave my keys? I really need to transplant those impatients. Wasn't that nice of Cindy to give me that Aloe plant? And in a pot already)
Ommmmmm. Ommmmmm. O forget this. My neck is cramped already.
Have a nice day.
~~Miss Roxie
I am sitting in the stillness. Enjoying the calm of my being. Being one with the -
(Get off my lap you ridiculous cat!)
Ommmm. Ommmm.
I am expanding my spine and allowing the universe to flow through my being - I'm one with the
(rinnnnng. rinnnng. Hi Mom. No. I didn't forget my phone. I have it. No. That must be someone else's phone. That's okay, Mom. I'll see you tomorrow. Bye.)
Ommmm. Ommmm.
I am breathing deeply. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Ex - sput
(Psst 'chew. Sputter. Eh'eh' cough, cough..gosh I really need to vacuum up this cat hair. Let me just do that now....
MMMMMMMMMMM. sound of vacuum. Resume to stillness)
Ommmmm. Ommmm.
I am challenging my being to call it's calmness from within. My head expands in lightness and touches the ceiling lifting itself to...
(Wow. Is that a cob web? That ceiling fan is sure dusty. I didn't realize that one light bulb was out. Where is my duster? I think I put it in the pantry. That reminds me...I need to buy some more cereal and I should go ahead and put the enchiladas in the oven. I wonder what time Ugly Betty reruns are on? No, that was last night. Is this garbage night? No, Saturday is garbage night. Is this Saturday? Oh, it's Friday! I should have rented a movie yesterday. I needed to go to the bank! drat, I forgot. It's raining! Yay! I need to treat myself to a pedicure. Where did I leave my keys? I really need to transplant those impatients. Wasn't that nice of Cindy to give me that Aloe plant? And in a pot already)
Ommmmmm. Ommmmmm. O forget this. My neck is cramped already.
Have a nice day.
~~Miss Roxie
Thursday, May 24, 2007
What if these were 'really' hard times?
The drought remains constant. We pray for rain everyday. We think, 'no really, it can't go on...and on.' And then more fires, more smoke, and no constant rain. There are places that have rain, that is bursts of rain that are loud and thunderous and then...gone. The grass is parched looking, the flowers are drooping and each of us finds a unique way to catch free water. From the overflow of the air conditioner, even though we've set the temperature up to save money, we placed a bucket under the overflow pipe to catch the water for the flowers. It's amazing how much water you can get for 'free.'
I think, does this unusual dry spell mean that the hurricanes will bare down hard on us this year? Does one nature catastrophe follow another? I know one thing for sure, and that is, I will be buying my hurricane supplies early. I will not be caught up in the midst of the chaos _that will_ happen when we are told the hurricane is making landfall by midnight. People here just floor me about that issue of not preparing. I know there are some things you might not be able to do until the last minute, but heavens, know where you live and take the time to prepare. (I'm not sure why I live in a hurricane zone, anyway. It just worked out that way. I was born here.)
Our gas prices are over $3.00 a gallon.
Bread is so expensive you feel guilty renting a movie.
Milk (which I don't drink) is $3.39 in my area.
Lettuce is $1.49 for a head of Green Lettuce. Spinach is $2.00 a bag for the store brand. Organic spinach is $2.00 a bag for half the amount (5 ounces).
I am enjoying my homegrown tomatoes, though! And I will have to pick them tonight as there is big wind coming right now.
I think I'll go outside and walk in the grass. I've read it's good for your health. I've been having this real problem with fatigue and nothing seems to be wrong medically so I'm changing my schedule all around to see if I can jump start my inner child.
Here comes the train. Think I'll run out and watch it go by.
I think, does this unusual dry spell mean that the hurricanes will bare down hard on us this year? Does one nature catastrophe follow another? I know one thing for sure, and that is, I will be buying my hurricane supplies early. I will not be caught up in the midst of the chaos _that will_ happen when we are told the hurricane is making landfall by midnight. People here just floor me about that issue of not preparing. I know there are some things you might not be able to do until the last minute, but heavens, know where you live and take the time to prepare. (I'm not sure why I live in a hurricane zone, anyway. It just worked out that way. I was born here.)
Our gas prices are over $3.00 a gallon.
Bread is so expensive you feel guilty renting a movie.
Milk (which I don't drink) is $3.39 in my area.
Lettuce is $1.49 for a head of Green Lettuce. Spinach is $2.00 a bag for the store brand. Organic spinach is $2.00 a bag for half the amount (5 ounces).
I am enjoying my homegrown tomatoes, though! And I will have to pick them tonight as there is big wind coming right now.
I think I'll go outside and walk in the grass. I've read it's good for your health. I've been having this real problem with fatigue and nothing seems to be wrong medically so I'm changing my schedule all around to see if I can jump start my inner child.
Here comes the train. Think I'll run out and watch it go by.
Thursday, May 17, 2007
I saw this over at Bona Vita Rusticanda and it looked like fun.
The task plays out like this:
1. Grab the book closest to you
2. Open it to page 161
3. Find the fifth full sentence
4. Post the text of the sentence to your blog
5. Don't search around for the coolest book you have, use the one that is really next to you.
The book on the computer desk is The Poems of Tennyson.
Page 161 just happens to have a book mark in it. The sentence reads,
"What hope is there for modern rhyme..."
Okay. Well. There it is ...
The task plays out like this:
1. Grab the book closest to you
2. Open it to page 161
3. Find the fifth full sentence
4. Post the text of the sentence to your blog
5. Don't search around for the coolest book you have, use the one that is really next to you.
The book on the computer desk is The Poems of Tennyson.
Page 161 just happens to have a book mark in it. The sentence reads,
"What hope is there for modern rhyme..."
Okay. Well. There it is ...
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
Okay. I don't know....
I read this, below, this morning about insects. I mean, I had just recently told someone that even though hurricanes are bad - we can't hate them exactly because they belong to the earth and it's way of doing things, and we just happen to live on the earth and so we are in the way of the earth cleansing itself. (well, it made sense to me at the time),
anyway,
so this morning in my mailbox, I received this about insects:
Insects "bug" us for shelter, water, or food, but they can also come into our lives to bring us a message. Though many cultures have decided what insects represent to them, you may be able to decipher their message just by thinking about their attributes.
For example, bees may be telling you to communicate psychically with your family or to spread your talents like pollen. Their buzzing could be warning you about someone who could sting you or reminding you to stop and smell the flowers. Once you get their message, they may leave on their own. But if they don't, you may want to spend a few days patiently inviting them to leave. In meditation or aloud, explain that this is your home and that the insect world is outdoors.
While you understand their hunger and thirst, you will provide them with a designated place outside. Be sure to offer them appropriate food and make a commitment to replenish the supply regularly. You can even make a ceremony of it: Choose a time such as suns! et every Sunday, or every full moon, then create a line of demarcation around your home with sage or by sprinkling some herbs before giving your offering. This serves the dual purpose of keeping your bargain with your insect neighbors and keeping you in sync with nature's cycles.
I mean ...well, yes, they do live on the earth. And I do believe that all things are connected - but when I thought all things, I wasn't thinking I could tell the ants to leave and I would feed them on the border of my property ...
I did have an intervention with a spider once. He was huge! He was in my tub and I didn't want to kill him; I wanted to put him in a glass jar and take him outside and let him go. It was a chasing game. Then I said - to the spider - "Look. I just want to take you outside. If you get in this jar, I'll take you outside and let you go."
Now, I'm not kidding on this part -- the spider got in the jar. Just walked right in. I took him outside and let him go.
I might try talking to the ants.
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