3.02.2012
Hey, GOOGLE, You Messed Up On This One!
I love going to Google's Home Page on special days; they have the most fun, engaging, unique ways of spelling out Google.
But,
THEY MISSED TODAY'S IMPORTANT DATE!!!!!!!!!!!
I mean, we - and Google - should totally give credit to the man who singlehandedly helped get rid of Dick and Jane.
And, who invented the word...
NERD.
so......
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DR. SEUSS!
Let's all go out and eat some green eggs and ham!
2.29.2012
The Vegas Visit
but even more excited to leave.
I had forgotten how:
noisy,
dirty,
depressing,
dark,
loud,
annoying,
materialistic,
gloomy,
this city is.
We actually went to take a look at Lake Mead to see if Allen had an interest in taking his fishing boat there.
But, we stayed at a motel in Vegas...
It's just incredible. Outside was such a beautiful, lovely, sunny day; but who KNEW?
The patrons sat at tables, glued to a loud, annoying machine stealing their money. No one looks like they are having fun.
It's all so incredibly strange that people will literally throw their money away hour after hour.
Long live SUNSHINE and the great outdoors!
Labels:
Lake Mead,
Las Vegas,
St. George,
sunshine
2.25.2012
High School Basketball Fever
It's the state tournament; emotions run high.
And, oh, what great playing goes on.
Fun, if you are winning; heartbreaking if you are losing.
RAH< RAH< RAH for high school basketball.
2.24.2012
INgratitude Stinks!
"Can you believe it?" I asked my friend T.V. lately.
"They already have all the Easter stuff up in the stores. I just barely mailed my grandkids their Valentine treats. And, it's so expensive to mail stuff," I added. "What are you going to send your grandkids for Easter?"
"I have ten grandkids. I sent them all a small treat for Valentine. I spent money on the gifts, and a lot of money to mail them something....it wasn't big, but it was something! NOT ONE grandchild called or wrote a letter, or even acknowledged I had given them anything. It just makes me feel angry and sad.
"I'm not sending them anything," she said.
"You know," she continued, "I see two things at work here. First, kids have a sense of entitlement..they think they DESERVE anything they get. Next, a treat doesn't mean anything any more. That so annoys me because if my grandparents had sent me something, I would have been so excited. But, they eat treats more than they eat food. So, it meant absolutely NOTHING to them.
"Why bother?" she concluded sadly.
And, we then talked of other things.
"They already have all the Easter stuff up in the stores. I just barely mailed my grandkids their Valentine treats. And, it's so expensive to mail stuff," I added. "What are you going to send your grandkids for Easter?"
"I have ten grandkids. I sent them all a small treat for Valentine. I spent money on the gifts, and a lot of money to mail them something....it wasn't big, but it was something! NOT ONE grandchild called or wrote a letter, or even acknowledged I had given them anything. It just makes me feel angry and sad.
"I'm not sending them anything," she said.
"You know," she continued, "I see two things at work here. First, kids have a sense of entitlement..they think they DESERVE anything they get. Next, a treat doesn't mean anything any more. That so annoys me because if my grandparents had sent me something, I would have been so excited. But, they eat treats more than they eat food. So, it meant absolutely NOTHING to them.
"Why bother?" she concluded sadly.
And, we then talked of other things.
2.23.2012
2.21.2012
The Topic was DEATH...
...or more specifically....getting your life in order so your death is easier on your loved ones.
It's not the most pleasant of topics.
But she presented it a fun, helpful, informative way that made it easy to listen to.
She made THREE points in regards to preparing for death.
1. CLEAN IT OUT!
"Your kids don't want your STUFF," she said.
I thought about it. After the death of my parents, we all got together to divide up the STUFF. There were some treasures and valuables that were priceless, which we wanted. But, there were boxes and boxes of STUFF that - sadly - held no meaning to us and we did get rid of it. In fact, towards the end, we had no time to actually look at the STUFF, we just had to discard it...who knows what treasures we may have thrown away.
Since my parent's deaths, I have tried very hard to get rid of things. But, it is VERY HARD! We get so attached to THINGS. WHY do we accumulate so much STUFF?
It was a very good point and is motivating me to continue my quest to rid myself of items that are no longer useful or used.
2. FILL IT OUT!
"You can help your family members so much by letting them know where keys, passwords, bank accounts, savings, wills, insurance, property deeds, etc. are."
Then she gave each of the participants a very thorough booklet where we can list important items, etc. It is thorough and will take some time. (I have started filling it out.)
But, what a help to family members!
Again, at the death of my parents, we had little clue as to how many bank accounts, CDs, savings accounts, etc. that my parents had. Six years later, we still have a safe deposit box that is not opened. There is likely nothing in it, but having all the information in on place would be so helpful.
3. TALK IT OUT?
"No one wants to talk about their dying wishes, health issues, or their own funeral. But, why not tell your loved ones just exactly what your wishes are in regards to life support and your funeral?"
I once asked my father what he wanted for his funeral and he told me he had never really thought about it. He died at 90, and I had asked him that question in his late 80's. I'm sure he would have loved the program that we had. My brothers are phenomenal speakers, so they were marvelous. So, for him, I think it all worked out.
But, my father-in-law had very specific wishes for his funeral and for his wife's. He was very particular and he let us all know it. His funeral was exactly what he requested......so, isn't that great?
I know I have strong feelings about end-of-lfe issues and my own memorial service, so I will let my family know.
Her presentation was inspiring, motivating, and very helpful.
Thanks, RSH, for making a difficult topic palatable and entertaining with your humor, your fun, and your beneficial insight.
It's not the most pleasant of topics.
But she presented it a fun, helpful, informative way that made it easy to listen to.
She made THREE points in regards to preparing for death.
1. CLEAN IT OUT!
"Your kids don't want your STUFF," she said.
I thought about it. After the death of my parents, we all got together to divide up the STUFF. There were some treasures and valuables that were priceless, which we wanted. But, there were boxes and boxes of STUFF that - sadly - held no meaning to us and we did get rid of it. In fact, towards the end, we had no time to actually look at the STUFF, we just had to discard it...who knows what treasures we may have thrown away.
Since my parent's deaths, I have tried very hard to get rid of things. But, it is VERY HARD! We get so attached to THINGS. WHY do we accumulate so much STUFF?
It was a very good point and is motivating me to continue my quest to rid myself of items that are no longer useful or used.
2. FILL IT OUT!
"You can help your family members so much by letting them know where keys, passwords, bank accounts, savings, wills, insurance, property deeds, etc. are."
Then she gave each of the participants a very thorough booklet where we can list important items, etc. It is thorough and will take some time. (I have started filling it out.)
But, what a help to family members!
Again, at the death of my parents, we had little clue as to how many bank accounts, CDs, savings accounts, etc. that my parents had. Six years later, we still have a safe deposit box that is not opened. There is likely nothing in it, but having all the information in on place would be so helpful.
3. TALK IT OUT?
"No one wants to talk about their dying wishes, health issues, or their own funeral. But, why not tell your loved ones just exactly what your wishes are in regards to life support and your funeral?"
I once asked my father what he wanted for his funeral and he told me he had never really thought about it. He died at 90, and I had asked him that question in his late 80's. I'm sure he would have loved the program that we had. My brothers are phenomenal speakers, so they were marvelous. So, for him, I think it all worked out.
But, my father-in-law had very specific wishes for his funeral and for his wife's. He was very particular and he let us all know it. His funeral was exactly what he requested......so, isn't that great?
I know I have strong feelings about end-of-lfe issues and my own memorial service, so I will let my family know.
Her presentation was inspiring, motivating, and very helpful.
Thanks, RSH, for making a difficult topic palatable and entertaining with your humor, your fun, and your beneficial insight.
WAR for Profit
It is a profound story.
And, it is painful to read.
Her words are compelling, sorrowful, yet so filled with hope for peace.
And, it is painful to read.
Her words are compelling, sorrowful, yet so filled with hope for peace.
Mighty Be Our Powers: How Sisterhood, Prayer, and Sex Changed a Nation at War
Leymah Gbowee shared the Pulitzer Prize for Peace based on her experiences in helping Liberian African women stand up and speak for themselves in trying to bring peace to a land torn about by war and an evil, evil dictator.
But, she so vividly points out how difficult it is to stop war. Here's one paragraph that sickened me:
"...people reported that they argued about how to use the peace talks for personal gain. That's what the war was about for them. Power. Money. One warlord, for instance, sad he wouldn't stop fighting unless he was guaranteed a lucrative job afterward.....the joking for power and wealth continued each day...."
So, thousands of innocent children go to war; thousands of innocent women are raped and slaughtered while men jokey for power and money.
How much more evil can men and women become?!?!?!??
And, what price do the beautiful innocent people in a country pay for the evils of war?
Too high a price; much too high.
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