If you visited my home you would think I was the neatest, most organized person on the planet. You would not see any old newspapers or magazines on the floors or tables, no dishes in the sink, no crumbs on the counter tops. No clothes draped across the treadmill or chairs. All the wash is done and clothes immediately folded and put away.
But don't you dare open my closets. Disaster. My bedroom closet has been calling my name loudly every time I open it for several weeks now but I chose not to answer with action. Until this morning. I started to just rearrange the mess of winter and summer clothes and boxes and shoes but I got brave and took everything out and laid the clothes on my bed to sort our and make some decisions as to what to retain and what to toss.
So, now instead of tackling the job at hand I decided I should sit down at the computer and check out Ronni Bennett"s blog,"Time Goes By" and stop by and see what "Maya's Granny" is up to in Alaska after she was kind enough to comment on Driftwood. I also read about Rosie O'Donnell leaving(fired-let go) "The View".
I know my lack of action comes under the heading of procrastination and I should get busy, but I just looked out the window to see the sunshine and blue sky I am wasting by doing drudge work.
So what should I do? Go for a walk and leave the clothes and closet until tomorrow when rain is forecast?
Sounds like a good idea to me.
But what about all the clothes on my bed?
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Saturday, April 21, 2007
Nice weather at last
I hope all of you are enjoying some of this delightful springtime weather now that winter has finally retreated into it's dark den for good.
I trust I did not speak too soon as just about 10 days ago we were surprised with barely 25 degree nights and some sleet during the day which is unheard of in Atlanta in April. Now, however, it is sunny and calm with a temperature of about 75 balmy degrees.
The pink azaleas in front of my town house have finished blooming and the pansy bed which bloomed all winter has been replaced with multi-colored pink and white impatiens. I don't have quite enough shade for impatiens but I love them so I cross my fingers and do a lot of watering when the hot, hot days of summer arrive.
What's going on weather wise in your little corner of the world?
I trust I did not speak too soon as just about 10 days ago we were surprised with barely 25 degree nights and some sleet during the day which is unheard of in Atlanta in April. Now, however, it is sunny and calm with a temperature of about 75 balmy degrees.
The pink azaleas in front of my town house have finished blooming and the pansy bed which bloomed all winter has been replaced with multi-colored pink and white impatiens. I don't have quite enough shade for impatiens but I love them so I cross my fingers and do a lot of watering when the hot, hot days of summer arrive.
What's going on weather wise in your little corner of the world?
Sunday, April 15, 2007
Youthanasia
I got a chuckle out of this definition in today's New York Times Style Magazine
"Youthanasia / (yooth en azhe) / n. / a neologism for the controversial practice of performing a battery of age-defying medical procedures to end lifeless skin and wrinkles; advocated by some as a last-resort measure to put the chronically youth-obsessed out of their misery: “My doctor was on the fence about youthanasia, but I whined so much that he finally agreed to perform my abdominoplasty, mammoplasty and rhytidectomy, all at once.” Think of it as mercy lifting"
"Youthanasia / (yooth en azhe) / n. / a neologism for the controversial practice of performing a battery of age-defying medical procedures to end lifeless skin and wrinkles; advocated by some as a last-resort measure to put the chronically youth-obsessed out of their misery: “My doctor was on the fence about youthanasia, but I whined so much that he finally agreed to perform my abdominoplasty, mammoplasty and rhytidectomy, all at once.” Think of it as mercy lifting"
Friday, April 13, 2007
Elder Story Telling Place
Check out Ronni Bennett's new blog, "Elder Story Telling Place," which she just started a little over a week ago. Ronni is one talented blogger and full of interesting new ideas.
Mick Brady, Cowtown Pattie, Tamar, Norm Jensen, Colleen Shannon and I have posted short stories recently.
Drop by when you can. (click on title for link)
PS: I posted this last year on Ronni's birthday and it reminds me of Elder Story Telling and also what an inspiration Ronni Bennett is for us all.
....
"Serendipity ...( The faculty of making fortunate discoveries by accident. )
One fine day I packed a picnic lunch and set out on a ramble to search for blogs and articles on "Aging." I wandered over to Google and quickly came across "Time Goes By," the blog on positive aging by Ronni Bennett. As I lingered there I came across a group of people, friends, comrades in arms gathered around a wise elder blogger. I pulled up a tree stump and sat down around the camp fire and felt the warmth of good fellowship as I read the diary entries and comments.
I lingered in the forest, absorbing the camaraderie, advice, issues, concerns, and just plain old fashioned horse sense. Soon I could no longer allow myself to simply lurk behind a tree on the periphery and read; I jumped in and commented occasionally.
From the central point in the woods of "Time Goes By" I followed the path that Ronni had pointed out in her links. This path has taken me to Japan, Scotland, France, England, the North, South, East and West of the US. I became acquainted with bloggers from all over the world. Still, I always come back to the incandescence of Ronni's "Time Goes By."
Thank you Ronni for sharing your many talents with us all and leading us into the realm of positive aging."
Mick Brady, Cowtown Pattie, Tamar, Norm Jensen, Colleen Shannon and I have posted short stories recently.
Drop by when you can. (click on title for link)
PS: I posted this last year on Ronni's birthday and it reminds me of Elder Story Telling and also what an inspiration Ronni Bennett is for us all.
....
"Serendipity ...( The faculty of making fortunate discoveries by accident. )
One fine day I packed a picnic lunch and set out on a ramble to search for blogs and articles on "Aging." I wandered over to Google and quickly came across "Time Goes By," the blog on positive aging by Ronni Bennett. As I lingered there I came across a group of people, friends, comrades in arms gathered around a wise elder blogger. I pulled up a tree stump and sat down around the camp fire and felt the warmth of good fellowship as I read the diary entries and comments.
I lingered in the forest, absorbing the camaraderie, advice, issues, concerns, and just plain old fashioned horse sense. Soon I could no longer allow myself to simply lurk behind a tree on the periphery and read; I jumped in and commented occasionally.
From the central point in the woods of "Time Goes By" I followed the path that Ronni had pointed out in her links. This path has taken me to Japan, Scotland, France, England, the North, South, East and West of the US. I became acquainted with bloggers from all over the world. Still, I always come back to the incandescence of Ronni's "Time Goes By."
Thank you Ronni for sharing your many talents with us all and leading us into the realm of positive aging."
Monday, April 09, 2007
Wisdom Of Larry the Cable Guy
I LIKE NUMBER 21 BEST
The Wisdom of Larry the Cable Guy
1. A day without sunshine is like night.
2. On the other hand, you have different fingers.
3. 42.7 percent of all statistics are made up on the spot.
4. 99 percent of lawyers give the rest a bad name.
5. Remember, half the people you know are below average.
6. He who laughs last thinks slowest.
7. Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm.
8. The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese in
the trap.
9. Support bacteria. They're the only culture some people have.
10. A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.
11. Change is inevitable, except from vending machines.
12. If you think nobody cares, try missing a couple of payments.
13. How many of you believe in psycho-kinesis? Raise my hand.
14. OK, so what's the speed of dark?
15. When everything is coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.
16. Hard work pays off in the future. Laziness pays off now.
17. How much deeper would the ocean be without sponges?
18. Eagles may soar, but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines
19. What happens if you get scared half to death, twice?
20. Why do psychics have to ask you for your name?
21. Inside every older person is a younger person wondering, "What the heck
happened?"
22. Just remember -- if the world didn't suck, we would all fall off.
23. Light travels faster than sound. That's why some people appear bright
until you hear them speak
The Wisdom of Larry the Cable Guy
1. A day without sunshine is like night.
2. On the other hand, you have different fingers.
3. 42.7 percent of all statistics are made up on the spot.
4. 99 percent of lawyers give the rest a bad name.
5. Remember, half the people you know are below average.
6. He who laughs last thinks slowest.
7. Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm.
8. The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese in
the trap.
9. Support bacteria. They're the only culture some people have.
10. A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.
11. Change is inevitable, except from vending machines.
12. If you think nobody cares, try missing a couple of payments.
13. How many of you believe in psycho-kinesis? Raise my hand.
14. OK, so what's the speed of dark?
15. When everything is coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.
16. Hard work pays off in the future. Laziness pays off now.
17. How much deeper would the ocean be without sponges?
18. Eagles may soar, but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines
19. What happens if you get scared half to death, twice?
20. Why do psychics have to ask you for your name?
21. Inside every older person is a younger person wondering, "What the heck
happened?"
22. Just remember -- if the world didn't suck, we would all fall off.
23. Light travels faster than sound. That's why some people appear bright
until you hear them speak
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Yellow dust
Robert Brady at Pureland Blogger (Living in Japan) wrote about the yellow dust everywhere outside his mountain home in Japan:(click on title for link)
" Then I remembered all the yellow days in Tokyo back in the seventies when I lived there, the kousa days that came in early Spring, when the high winds lifted up the dust from the Gobi Desert in China and blew it all the way to Japan. I hadn't noticed it this far south before, but here it was, dusting everything a light yellow, including me."
Here in Atlanta, Georgia we have had the "yellow dust" of a different variety for about 10 days now. The pollen count has been over 5000's for many days and over 150 is rated extremely high.The pollen is from pine trees and also oak beech and several others. I have a problem with this pollen getting into my chest and making me extremely hoarse if I am out for any length of time.
But yesterday and today we had some wonderfully heavy rain which is washing away the yellow stuff.
Glory be to God for small favors.
" Then I remembered all the yellow days in Tokyo back in the seventies when I lived there, the kousa days that came in early Spring, when the high winds lifted up the dust from the Gobi Desert in China and blew it all the way to Japan. I hadn't noticed it this far south before, but here it was, dusting everything a light yellow, including me."
Here in Atlanta, Georgia we have had the "yellow dust" of a different variety for about 10 days now. The pollen count has been over 5000's for many days and over 150 is rated extremely high.The pollen is from pine trees and also oak beech and several others. I have a problem with this pollen getting into my chest and making me extremely hoarse if I am out for any length of time.
But yesterday and today we had some wonderfully heavy rain which is washing away the yellow stuff.
Glory be to God for small favors.
Monday, April 02, 2007
Exotic Gardening
What's the most exotic plant you have ever grown?
I suppose mine would be an avocado tree that I grew from a pit. I stuck 3 toothpicks in the avocado pit and put it in a glass of water, suspended by the toothpicks, placed it in a sunny window and waited for it to sprout. Sprout it did and in no time it grew into about a 4 foot tall "tree". I took care of it tenderly and eventually planted it in a pot.
Now after reading this article below:
I want my own spaghetti tree:
"A plantation of 57 spaghetti trees imported from Britain as seedlings in 1957 has been destroyed by bushfires. "It's a heinous tragedy," said Australia's Prime Minister. "We will all have to eat baked beans this year."
Exactly 50 years ago today, broadcaster Richard Dimbleby showed BBC viewers a documentary film of a Swiss family picking spaghetti from a tree and placing it out to dry in the sun.
The BBC switchboard was swamped with callers wanting to know how they could grow their own spaghetti trees. "Place a sprig of spaghetti in a tin of tomato sauce and hope for the best," they were advised.
and this
Spaghetti Harvester
"On April 1, 1957 the British news show, Panorama, broadcast a segment about a bumper spaghetti harvest in southern Switzerland. The success of the crop was attributed to an unusually mild winter. The audience heard Richard Dimbleby, the show's highly respected anchor, discussing the details of the spaghetti crop as they watched a rural Swiss family pulling pasta off spaghetti trees and placing it into baskets.
"The spaghetti harvest here in Switzerland is not, of course, carried out on anything like the tremendous scale of the Italian industry," Dimbleby informed the audience. "Many of you, I'm sure," he continued, "will have seen pictures of the vast spaghetti plantations in the Po valley. For the Swiss, however, it tends to be more of a family affair."
The narration then continued in a tone of absolute seriousness:
"Another reason why this may be a bumper year lies in the virtual disappearance of the spaghetti weevil, the tiny creature whose depradations have caused much concern in the past."
Dimbleby anticipated some questions viewers might have. For instance, why, if spaghetti grows on trees, does it always come in uniform lengths? The answer was that "this is the result of many years of patient endeavor by past breeders who succeeded in producing the perfect spaghetti."
Blurry photo of Swiss family harvesting spaghettiAnd apparently the life of a spaghetti farmer was not free of worries: "The last two weeks of March are an anxious time for the spaghetti farmer. There's always the chance of a late frost which, while not entirely ruining the crop, generally impairs the flavor and makes it difficult for him to obtain top prices in world markets."
But finally, Dimbleby assured the audience that, "For those who love this dish, there's nothing like real, home-grown spaghetti."
From Eric Shakel's EBOOK
(click on link above in title)
I suppose mine would be an avocado tree that I grew from a pit. I stuck 3 toothpicks in the avocado pit and put it in a glass of water, suspended by the toothpicks, placed it in a sunny window and waited for it to sprout. Sprout it did and in no time it grew into about a 4 foot tall "tree". I took care of it tenderly and eventually planted it in a pot.
Now after reading this article below:
I want my own spaghetti tree:
"A plantation of 57 spaghetti trees imported from Britain as seedlings in 1957 has been destroyed by bushfires. "It's a heinous tragedy," said Australia's Prime Minister. "We will all have to eat baked beans this year."
Exactly 50 years ago today, broadcaster Richard Dimbleby showed BBC viewers a documentary film of a Swiss family picking spaghetti from a tree and placing it out to dry in the sun.
The BBC switchboard was swamped with callers wanting to know how they could grow their own spaghetti trees. "Place a sprig of spaghetti in a tin of tomato sauce and hope for the best," they were advised.
and this
Spaghetti Harvester
"On April 1, 1957 the British news show, Panorama, broadcast a segment about a bumper spaghetti harvest in southern Switzerland. The success of the crop was attributed to an unusually mild winter. The audience heard Richard Dimbleby, the show's highly respected anchor, discussing the details of the spaghetti crop as they watched a rural Swiss family pulling pasta off spaghetti trees and placing it into baskets.
"The spaghetti harvest here in Switzerland is not, of course, carried out on anything like the tremendous scale of the Italian industry," Dimbleby informed the audience. "Many of you, I'm sure," he continued, "will have seen pictures of the vast spaghetti plantations in the Po valley. For the Swiss, however, it tends to be more of a family affair."
The narration then continued in a tone of absolute seriousness:
"Another reason why this may be a bumper year lies in the virtual disappearance of the spaghetti weevil, the tiny creature whose depradations have caused much concern in the past."
Dimbleby anticipated some questions viewers might have. For instance, why, if spaghetti grows on trees, does it always come in uniform lengths? The answer was that "this is the result of many years of patient endeavor by past breeders who succeeded in producing the perfect spaghetti."
Blurry photo of Swiss family harvesting spaghettiAnd apparently the life of a spaghetti farmer was not free of worries: "The last two weeks of March are an anxious time for the spaghetti farmer. There's always the chance of a late frost which, while not entirely ruining the crop, generally impairs the flavor and makes it difficult for him to obtain top prices in world markets."
But finally, Dimbleby assured the audience that, "For those who love this dish, there's nothing like real, home-grown spaghetti."
From Eric Shakel's EBOOK
(click on link above in title)
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