Wednesday, November 14, 2007
For My Crackpot Friends
One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water.
At the end of the long walks from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.
For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water.
Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments.
But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do.
After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream.
"I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house."
The old woman smiled, "Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side?"
"That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them."
"For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house."
Each of us has our own unique flaw, but it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding.
You've just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them.
SO, to all of my crackpot friends, have a great day and remember to smell the flowers on your side of the path!
Hey You !!
- Hey You !!!!
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How ya doing? Great to see ya.
Hmmmmmmmmm
One of the hardest things I find to do is blog about myself. And if I carried on sort of a conversation-type-thing to do it?? Well, someone might find the closest padded room and throw me in it !! (ouch)
So now what?? I stare at a blank screen. Hoping the little pussy cat in the corner will talk to me and help me out here. But so far, he’s only stared at me, twitched his ears, scratched, cleaned a leg and I’m sure he’s contemplating a snooze any time now. Sheesh!! Ohhhhhhhh just great !! He’s got blue paint on his paws and decided to decorate. Hang on, I have to clean up before I can continue ….
Ok. I’m back. Now where was I??
Oh, yeah. I wasn’t anywhere, was I??
(looks around to see if something else needs attending to – nothing that can’t wait, darnitall hehehe)
See? If we were having a chin wag ala Tom (I_C_Y_U_R),, then I can and do come out with the darndest things and make you question your sanity talking to me. But I’m not good at a group setting and I’m trying to get that idea out of my head – that what I’m doing at the moment is talking to a group. Doesn’t matter if only one or two people read it. Just ask baba over on my friends list. I am mostly very quiet (for the most part *wink* ) in a chat room, but can be a little more gabby in an IM.
Soooooooooooo ummmmmmmmmm
Great to see ya.
Wait. I said that already, didn’t I?? ooopsies
Well, it is.
fiddles with hair and messes it up. Goes to bathroom to brush it – need to look my best for this ya know. Won’t tell you I’m having a lazy day and still in my nightgown and slippers (feet got cold – much prefer barefeet so my tootsies can breathe)
I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry the other day. My son (was going to say kid, but as Ninja says in his questionairre blog, only goats have those lol) reminded me sooooo much of my dad when I was much younger. My dad, one night, was reading a book, listing to music on the radio, and had a hockey game going on the tv. Well!! There is my son …. Hockey game on the tv, headset on listening to music downloaded onto the PC, and surfing the web !!!! Okay, maybe a little more technology advanced than my dad at the time, but heaven forbid you turned the tv station on either one of them. (an experiment to see if they were paying attention that resulted in me getting an evil eye from the both of them – about 30 years apart hahaha)
Scary isn’t it??
Well. Maybe not.
I had posted a comment on Tom’s page about ‘wacky sense of humours being contagious’. But I got thinking about it and now am wondering if they are actually inherited instead. You know … a WSOH being passed down the gene pool sort of thing. And only because I’m not sure one can easily influence the type of anothers’ sense of humour. One either has a wacky one, a dry one, etc
There’s my dad. He can be out splitting wood for the wood stove. But when he sits down to tell you about it, you end up with sore cheeks from laughin’ so much.
There’s my son. He doesn’t talk (birth defect) but his wacky sense of humour comes out in his antics. Mostly when he’s bowling – the gestures – imitating Hulk Hogan at times (and others), flexing his biceps when he gets a strike etc. Dropping flat on his back when the ball goes way off in left field or something. Mom laughs while blushing. Good thing his teammates laugh..Most people do, but mom does have to stay on top of him that he doesn’t throw others off their game.
Then there’s me. And no, I’m not going to tell. Wouldn’t want to scare you off. Hahahaha
And the cat in the corner just went for a nap.
Hmmmmmmmmm sounds like a good idea. *wink*
Everybody's Free (To Wear Sunscreen)
Words by Mary Schmich, artists Baz Luhrmann and Quindon Tarver
The words in Mary's article say '97, but the 'song' says '99.
Words to live by ....
| Everybody's Free (to wear sunscreen) |
| Mary Schmich Chicago Tribune |
Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of '97... wear sunscreen. If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be IT. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now. Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are NOT as fat as you imagine. Don't worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday. Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing. Don't be reckless with other people's hearts, don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss. Don't waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long, and in the end, it's only with yourself. Remember compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch. Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don't. Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees, you'll miss them when they're gone. Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't, maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't, maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself, either. Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else's. Enjoy your body, use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it's the greatest instrument you'll ever own. Dance. Even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room. Read the directions, even if you don't follow them. Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly. Get to know your parents, you never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings; they are your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future. Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography in lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young. Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel. Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you'll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders. Respect your elders. Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out. Don't mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85. Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth. But trust me on the sunscreen. |
And So It Goes ... Billy Joel
A sanctuary safe and strong
To heal the wounds, from lovers past
Until a new one comes along
I spoke to you, in cautious tones
You answered me with no pretense
And still I feel, I said too much
My silence is my self-defense
And every time, I've held a rose
It seems I've only felt the thorns
And so it goes, and so it goes
And so will you soon I suppose
But if my silence, made you leave
Then that would be my worst mistake
So I will share, this room with you
And you can have this heart to break
And this is why, my eyes are closed
It's just as well, for all I've seen
And so it goes, and so it goes
And you're the only one who knows
So I will choose, to be with you
That's if the choice were mine to make
But you can make, decisions too
And you can have this heart to break
And so it goes, and so it goes
And you're the only one who knows
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Happy New Year 2006/07
Go figure. Another year has come and gone. Think I was doing the exact same thing this time last year. Sitting at home, with my son, killing some time by doing dishes, straightening up a little, and hitting the land of Yahoo wishing people all the best in 2006 and wishing that their dreams come true.
Well? Here I am, a year later, doing the same thing. Well, not exactly the same thing. Everything seems to be the same up until I wish you all the best in 2006, except now we're talking 2007 !!
I do hope it's been a good year for you. Despite some speed bumps along the way.
Maybe you lost a friend, but found a new one along the way.
Maybe you discovered something about yourself that you didn't realize before.
Maybe you reconnected with a lost soul, whether it be your own or with a soul mate.
Maybe you lost someone near and dear to your soul, thinking life would never be the same without that person, only to wake up and discover you can go on, after reliving your time together and remembering this lost soul would have wanted you to. And so with a heavy heart, you do, as day by day, it gets a little easier, but never forgetting.
Despite all the speed bumps, you realize and are grateful for the things that have touched your life, your soul, in some way. Whether it be a feeling experienced that lifted your spirits, or the view you never noticed before from your window. The beauty of a wildflower (also known by some as a 'weed' lol)
I admit to having a rough year, as I have had in the past few. But thinks I am that much closer to getting where I need to be. Physically, as well as emotionally. And it has been a long and arduous journey. Actually thought of myself as Rip Van Winkle (think that's the guy) the other day. I've been sleeping the past 20 years. But getting my son on the right path in his life has been the most important thing, so yeah, I figured I sort of slept the past 20 years.
For those that don't know, my son is very special to me. And he needs all the love and support I can give him because he has nobody else. So yeah, I did put my life on hold for him, but I tell ya, he was worth it. He's a great kid. My New Years wish for him would be that other people that flit in and out of his life finally see the gentle, funny, intelligent, loving soul behind the face and take a more active interest in him.
Now for the next step in this journey of mine. To put the final pieces in the puzzle. For the both of us.
Happy New Year to all the 360 visitors, to friends - on 360 and off, wherever you might be.
*hugs*
Fav Christmas Carol & one for my son
Said the night wind to the little lamb,
do you see what I see
Way up in the sky, little lamb,
do you see what I see
A star, a star, dancing in the night
With a tail as big as a kite
With a tail as big as a kite
Said the little lamb to the shepherd boy,
do you hear what I hear
Ringing through the sky, shepherd boy,
do you hear what I hear
A song, a song, high above the trees
With a voice as big as the sea
With a voice as big as the sea
Said the shepherd boy to the mighty king,
do you know what I know
In your palace warm, mighty king,
do you know what I know
A Child, a Child shivers in the cold
Let us bring Him silver and gold
Let us bring Him silver and gold
Said the king to the people everywhere,
listen to what I say
Pray for peace, people everywhere!
listen to what I say
The Child, the Child, sleeping in the night
He will bring us goodness and light
He will bring us goodness and light
Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer
Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe.
She'd been drinkin' too much egg nog,
And we'd begged her not to go.
But she'd left her medication,
So she stumbled out the door into the snow.
When they found her Christmas mornin',
At the scene of the attack,
There were hoofprints on her forehead,
And incriminatin' Claus marks on her back.
Grandma got run over by a reindeer,
Walkin' home from our house Christmas eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe.
Now were all so proud of Grandpa,
He's been takin' this so well.
See him in there watchin' football,
Drinkin' beer and playin' cards with cousin Mel.
It's not Christmas without Grandma.
All the family's dressed in black.
And we just can't help but wonder:
Should we open up her gifts or send them back?
Grandma got run over by a reindeer,
Walkin' home from our house Christmas eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe.
Now the goose is on the table
And the pudding made of fig.
And a blue and silver candle,
That would just have matched the hair in Grandma's wig.
I've warned all my friends and neighbours.
Better watch out for yourselves!
They should never give a license,
To a man who drives a sleigh and plays with elves.
Grandma got run over by a reindeer,
Walkin' home from our house, Christmas eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe.
A Fun One
I am sure this is a highly researched and scientifically based test.
Message: Choose your dessert and post a comment below please. I'm nosy and want to know
No cheating. Pick your favorite dessert from the list below, then look to see what psychiatrists think about you!
If you were making a dessert and you had your choice of those below (or some great bakery was baking the dessert of your choice), which would you choose?
Angel food
Brownies
Lemon Meringue Pie
Vanilla with Chocolate Icing
Strawberry Short Cake
Chocolate on Chocolate
Ice Cream
Carrot Cake
Cherry Pie
NO ... You can't change your mind once you scroll down! So think carefully, what your choice will be! OK - Now that you've made your choice, this is what research says about you!
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*Angel food . Sweet, loving, cuddly. You love all warm and fuzzy items. A little nutty at times. Sometimes you need an ice cream cone at the end of the day. Others perceive you as being childlike and immature at times
*Brownies... You are adventurous, love new ideas, are a champion of underdogs and a slayer of dragons. When tempers flare up, you whip out your saber. You are always the oddball with a unique sense of humor and direction. You tend to be very loyal.
*Lemon Meringue Pie... Smooth, sexy, & articulate with your hands, you are an excellent after-dinner speaker and a good teacher. But don't try to walk and chew gum at the same time. A bit of a diva at times, but you have many friends.
*Vanilla with Chocolate Icing ... Fun-loving, sassy, humorous. Not very grounded in life; very indecisive and lack motivation. Everyone enjoys being around you, but you are a practical joker. Others should be cautious in making you mad. However, you are a friend for life.
*Strawberry Short Cake ... Romantic, warm, loving. You care about other people and can be counted on in a pinch. You tend to melt. You can be overly emotional and annoying at times.
*Chocolate on Chocolate ... Sexy, always ready to give and receive. Very creative, adventurous, ambitious, and passionate. You have a cold exterior but are warm on the inside. Not afraid to take chances. Will not settle for anything average in life. Love to laugh.
*Ice Cream... You like sports, whether it be baseball, football, basketball, or soccer. If you could, you would like to participate, but you enjoy watching sports. You don't like to give up the remote control. You tend to be self-centered and high maintenance.
*Carrot Cake... You are a very fun loving person, who likes to laugh. You are fun to be with. People like to hang out with you. You are a very warm hearted person and a little quirky at times. You have many loyal friends.
*Cherry Pie... You have a sparkling personality, with a wicked sense of humor. You have an honorable idea of right and wrong and seek justice for all. Your love of art and technology give you many hours of pleasure. You don't make friends easily, but your true friends are
many.
So what's the verdict?? Did your dessert match the person you are? Mine did, but I'm not telling ..... yet. You first
