Today is "National Puzzle Day".
I have recently picked up (again) the hobby of jigsaw puzzles. Back a few years ago it was a box full of tiny weirdly shaped pieces of pressed cardboard with a photograph glued to one side. Now it is online. You can find jigsaw puzzles easily online, just type in "online jigsaw puzzles".
I currently do many of mine through the Facebook Ap provided by Jigsaw World (also available without need of Facebook). One of my mothers favorite places to download jigsaw puzzles is the Squirrel Rehab site. Not only do they help defenseless baby (and adult, if needed) squirrels, they also offer guidelines, photos and Puzzles. You can play on the site or download puzzles to play whenever you like.
There are so many other types of puzzles, crossword, word finds, sudoku... What is your favorite kind of puzzle?
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Friday, September 21, 2012
La Elephant!
September 22nd is Elephant Appreciation day. I am focusing on this 'holiday' because my sister, a follower of this blog (supposedly) LOVES elephants.
Relatively speaking this is a new obsession for her. When she was a kid it was owls. I wonder what it is about elephants she is so crazy about.
I don't mean that elephants aren't interesting animals, kinda cute, surprisingly light on their feet when they want to be, and they and freak people out with their trunks. But really, their skin is rough, petting can't be fun. Their ears are big....can you imagine all the ear wax that builds up...and who has to clean that out...(ohh, another elephant with its trunk maybe. Okay, that might be in the pro side of the elephant) AND they (reportedly) NEVER FORGET. That has to be a great memory and I am not sure I want to have everything I do remembered like that.
Hmmm, I wonder if she became a Republican because of their mascot???
Relatively speaking this is a new obsession for her. When she was a kid it was owls. I wonder what it is about elephants she is so crazy about.
I don't mean that elephants aren't interesting animals, kinda cute, surprisingly light on their feet when they want to be, and they and freak people out with their trunks. But really, their skin is rough, petting can't be fun. Their ears are big....can you imagine all the ear wax that builds up...and who has to clean that out...(ohh, another elephant with its trunk maybe. Okay, that might be in the pro side of the elephant) AND they (reportedly) NEVER FORGET. That has to be a great memory and I am not sure I want to have everything I do remembered like that.
Hmmm, I wonder if she became a Republican because of their mascot???
Monday, April 9, 2012
Dirty Hands
Today is Garden Week during Lawn and Garden Month. Do you have a garden? I always thought I would like to have a garden. I guess because I like the idea of all those nice flowers. but I have never really been able to get the earth to grow the things I want to look at.
I am not much a a fresh veggie gal, either. I don't mind a tomato in my salad or on a sandwich but I am not like many people who could just take a bite out of a tomato just picked from the vine. Peppers, onions, cukes...they don't agree with me. They always want to sass back.
Peas would be good for me to grow in my garden. Once, I tried to grow corn, actually two years in a row. The chipmunks got my first years planting. The following year I rigged up a chicken-wire frame to keep those little buggers out. It seemed to work as I got quite a few stalks growing. It wasn't until later that I was told by a real gardener that I needed to 'pollinate' the stalks by hand to actually get corn.
Well, that might have been mostly true but I did get an ear of corn. It looked like one of those baby corns you see packed in a glass jar full of water in the veggie aisle. You know, the ones like Tom Hanks tried eating while being an adult in the movie Big.
Well, needless to say, I don't have a garden anymore. Well, not MY garden. There is a landscaped area in front of my unit that has irises in the spring that are pretty that someone else planted and takes care of. Pretties without having to get my hands dirty.
I am not much a a fresh veggie gal, either. I don't mind a tomato in my salad or on a sandwich but I am not like many people who could just take a bite out of a tomato just picked from the vine. Peppers, onions, cukes...they don't agree with me. They always want to sass back.
Peas would be good for me to grow in my garden. Once, I tried to grow corn, actually two years in a row. The chipmunks got my first years planting. The following year I rigged up a chicken-wire frame to keep those little buggers out. It seemed to work as I got quite a few stalks growing. It wasn't until later that I was told by a real gardener that I needed to 'pollinate' the stalks by hand to actually get corn.
Well, that might have been mostly true but I did get an ear of corn. It looked like one of those baby corns you see packed in a glass jar full of water in the veggie aisle. You know, the ones like Tom Hanks tried eating while being an adult in the movie Big.
Well, needless to say, I don't have a garden anymore. Well, not MY garden. There is a landscaped area in front of my unit that has irises in the spring that are pretty that someone else planted and takes care of. Pretties without having to get my hands dirty.
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Today, I went out to lunch with Mom while shopping. We were driving around shopping centers looking for stores we wanted to go into when we saw a little restaurant (turned out to be a regional chain) called Kelly's. We had been seeing commercials on the local news recently so we decided to try it out. It seemed like a "hopping" place and everyone looked like they were having a good time. I guess the ad people did their job properly, 'cause we went in.
It was about 12:10 and the place was not 'hopping'. While standing at the door, we saw and heard no one. The hostess finally came out and sat us. We checked out the menu. Mom decided on the Monte Cristo on the Easter Special menu, I chose Southwest Eggrolls.
If you haven't had a Monte Cristo, you should try one once. Hopefully it is done correctly and it will be one of your favorite sandwiches forever. The one at Kelly's was not done correctly. It was a grilled Ham, Turkey and Cheese sandwich with almost no flavor. A true Monte Cristo is batter-dipped and deep fried and melts in your mouth.
Eggrolls, I am not one of the most experienced but imagine that they should be in, I don't know, an egg roll wrapper? this was a thick bread with (delicious) chicken, black beans, corn, cheese, etc. They probably should have called this stuffed breadsticks.
Next time we are up north, we will not be Celebrating Today at Kelly's.
It was about 12:10 and the place was not 'hopping'. While standing at the door, we saw and heard no one. The hostess finally came out and sat us. We checked out the menu. Mom decided on the Monte Cristo on the Easter Special menu, I chose Southwest Eggrolls.
If you haven't had a Monte Cristo, you should try one once. Hopefully it is done correctly and it will be one of your favorite sandwiches forever. The one at Kelly's was not done correctly. It was a grilled Ham, Turkey and Cheese sandwich with almost no flavor. A true Monte Cristo is batter-dipped and deep fried and melts in your mouth.
Eggrolls, I am not one of the most experienced but imagine that they should be in, I don't know, an egg roll wrapper? this was a thick bread with (delicious) chicken, black beans, corn, cheese, etc. They probably should have called this stuffed breadsticks.
Next time we are up north, we will not be Celebrating Today at Kelly's.
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Want a Good Laugh...Maybe Not Here...
April is National Humor Month...is it a coincidence that it is also Stress Awareness Month. They say that laughter is the best medicine. Today I will attempt a joke or two...
A duck walks into a bar and says to the bartender, "Give me my bill." The bartender looks at the duck and said, "It's on your face." hahahahahahahhaahhahahah.
How about a Knock-Knock Joke....Ready? Okay, you start...
Bahhhahhhahhhahahahahah.
I kill myself...not funny? Maybe there isn't enough stress in my life to make a good joke...maybe too much. Can you do better?
A duck walks into a bar and says to the bartender, "Give me my bill." The bartender looks at the duck and said, "It's on your face." hahahahahahahhaahhahahah.
How about a Knock-Knock Joke....Ready? Okay, you start...
Bahhhahhhahhhahahahahah.
I kill myself...not funny? Maybe there isn't enough stress in my life to make a good joke...maybe too much. Can you do better?
Monday, February 13, 2012
hello again
It has been a while since I posted here...is it because I haven't had anything to celebrate? Maybe. I am going to try...
Tomorrow is Valentines Day. Another year not celebrating with a special someone. (Well, this celebration blog is going well isn't it?) Watching others cuddle and coo over jewelry, chocolates and flowers. Yippie. Watching sappy movies, ostracizing myself for sobbing and being happy that the couple on screen have finally found each other. BAH!
Let's celebrate the other Valentine's Day. The St. Valentine's Day Massacre. We can thank gangsters for this lovely distraction from the sappy day of love. Although it is not known exactly who pulled off the murder of 5 members of Bugs Moran's North Side Irish gang, it is believed that the South Side Italian gang lead by Al Capone was responsible. Why do you ask did four mobster dressed as cops slaughter 6 guys from a rival gang?...No one knows for sure...Hijacked liquor shipments, that guy looked at that guy's girl; that guy walked into the wrong restaurant, on the wrong side of the street. Mostly, it seems to me, just because. Just because some people think they are better than other people...isn't that the reason most wars are fought?
Let's celebrate something this week that doesn't happen very often...Peace. The best way to celebrate. Don't fight.
Tomorrow is Valentines Day. Another year not celebrating with a special someone. (Well, this celebration blog is going well isn't it?) Watching others cuddle and coo over jewelry, chocolates and flowers. Yippie. Watching sappy movies, ostracizing myself for sobbing and being happy that the couple on screen have finally found each other. BAH!
Let's celebrate the other Valentine's Day. The St. Valentine's Day Massacre. We can thank gangsters for this lovely distraction from the sappy day of love. Although it is not known exactly who pulled off the murder of 5 members of Bugs Moran's North Side Irish gang, it is believed that the South Side Italian gang lead by Al Capone was responsible. Why do you ask did four mobster dressed as cops slaughter 6 guys from a rival gang?...No one knows for sure...Hijacked liquor shipments, that guy looked at that guy's girl; that guy walked into the wrong restaurant, on the wrong side of the street. Mostly, it seems to me, just because. Just because some people think they are better than other people...isn't that the reason most wars are fought?
Let's celebrate something this week that doesn't happen very often...Peace. The best way to celebrate. Don't fight.
Thursday, October 20, 2011
What scares you? I have been watching 'scary' movies for the past few weeks. Scary movies that I thought I remembered as being scary. Now, not so much. Is it because I know the movie? I know what's coming? I don't think so. I get the same 'eh' feeling from a scary movie I hadn't seen before.
A bit ago, I watched what many people considered scary when it was released in 1982...The Thing. Even now they call it the scariest movie of all time.
To summarize, it didn't scare me. In fact, I laughed. Some of the scenes were so comical, I laughed so hard I cried. I don't know why I wasn't scared. Have I been scared out? Can I not be scared anymore? Am I too old?
When I say scared, I mean scared - not startled. Yes, I will jump, catch my breath, maybe even yelp a bit if someone comes out from around a corner and says BOO. But that really isn't scary. Anyone have a good scary movie for me?
A bit ago, I watched what many people considered scary when it was released in 1982...The Thing. Even now they call it the scariest movie of all time.
To summarize, it didn't scare me. In fact, I laughed. Some of the scenes were so comical, I laughed so hard I cried. I don't know why I wasn't scared. Have I been scared out? Can I not be scared anymore? Am I too old?
When I say scared, I mean scared - not startled. Yes, I will jump, catch my breath, maybe even yelp a bit if someone comes out from around a corner and says BOO. But that really isn't scary. Anyone have a good scary movie for me?
Sunday, October 16, 2011
New Celebration
What can we celebrate today? In the past, I have scoured the internet looking for already made up unique and bizarre holidays, read the History Channel web page and found famous people's birthdays. I think I would like to change the theme of this page.
Today, after a hard exercise of pressing the off button to the television set. I think I will celebrate that. I have been sitting on the front porch in this beautiful sunny weather. If you don't know me, which most of you do right now because no strangers have 'liked' this blog, I am a TV-aholic. Even if I am not watching it...if I am deep cleaning the bathroom, the television is on. I need it for background noise. Some say it is so I don't feel alone. Maybe. Who really knows?
So, I set myself up on the front porch. Yes, I brought my computer. I thought I might become inspired and write something. And, I have. This is my second blog posting (if you haven't already see my other blog www.handmedownthoughts.blogspot.com). AND I have been writing words, at Words with Friends, a new addiction.
The birds have kept me company, Blue Jays, Cat Birds, Sparrows and a couple of squirrels. It has been nice. I think I might be able to arrange for another no TV afternoon...but now, I have to go inside, this chair is killing my butt!
Wish me luck!
Today, after a hard exercise of pressing the off button to the television set. I think I will celebrate that. I have been sitting on the front porch in this beautiful sunny weather. If you don't know me, which most of you do right now because no strangers have 'liked' this blog, I am a TV-aholic. Even if I am not watching it...if I am deep cleaning the bathroom, the television is on. I need it for background noise. Some say it is so I don't feel alone. Maybe. Who really knows?
So, I set myself up on the front porch. Yes, I brought my computer. I thought I might become inspired and write something. And, I have. This is my second blog posting (if you haven't already see my other blog www.handmedownthoughts.blogspot.com). AND I have been writing words, at Words with Friends, a new addiction.
The birds have kept me company, Blue Jays, Cat Birds, Sparrows and a couple of squirrels. It has been nice. I think I might be able to arrange for another no TV afternoon...but now, I have to go inside, this chair is killing my butt!
Wish me luck!
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Space, the Final Frontier
Today is the fiftieth anniversary of manned flight.
On April 12, 1969, Russian cosmonaut, Yuri Gaugarian, stepped into a thin metal tube filled with an explosive liquid, crossed his fingers and said, okay, light it...(well, if he said those EXACT words they would have been in Russian, of course). Vostok 1 traveled around the Earth one time for a total spaceflight time of 108 minutes. Now just over an hour and a half in space is nothing, it probably seemed like forever. Especially at blast off.
I recommend that everyone celebrate this special time by taking 108 minutes and blasting your own mind into orbit while sitting at your desk or wherever you regularly work (unless you are a driver-DO NOT GO INTO SPACE WHILE YOU ARE DRIVING!!!).
Happy flying!
On April 12, 1969, Russian cosmonaut, Yuri Gaugarian, stepped into a thin metal tube filled with an explosive liquid, crossed his fingers and said, okay, light it...(well, if he said those EXACT words they would have been in Russian, of course). Vostok 1 traveled around the Earth one time for a total spaceflight time of 108 minutes. Now just over an hour and a half in space is nothing, it probably seemed like forever. Especially at blast off.
I recommend that everyone celebrate this special time by taking 108 minutes and blasting your own mind into orbit while sitting at your desk or wherever you regularly work (unless you are a driver-DO NOT GO INTO SPACE WHILE YOU ARE DRIVING!!!).
Happy flying!
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Gardening
It is Lawn and Garden Month, Keep America Beautiful Month and Garden Week. I have not found a National Garden Day but since it is Saturday, I am proclaiming today that special day. If you haven't already done so I recommend going to your favorite garden center (or Wally-world) and picking out a few starter flowers, shrubs and maybe even a tree or two. It will only take a bit of time to shred out the old overgrown weedy garden in front of the house and plant the new things. It will give your house a neat little face lift and make you feel great afterwards because of all the fresh air your steal from Mother Nature (don't worry she won't mind because the plants you just planted will refurbish the stale air and make new fresh air).
This year I will be unable to participate because I have moved into a condo and someone else is in charge of the gardens. Maybe I will get a cool deck garden for the corner. Nice.
Oh, if you have a mind to, my friend Grace has a cool page on FaceBook called Oh Pretty Flowers. A place you can look at and post pictures of pretty flowers from your yard or wherever. Go take a look and click like. Pictures of pretty flowers can't really take the place of real "in-person' flowers, but they give a close second feeling...http://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/Oh-Pretty-Flowers/144875168909477
Celebrate!
This year I will be unable to participate because I have moved into a condo and someone else is in charge of the gardens. Maybe I will get a cool deck garden for the corner. Nice.
Oh, if you have a mind to, my friend Grace has a cool page on FaceBook called Oh Pretty Flowers. A place you can look at and post pictures of pretty flowers from your yard or wherever. Go take a look and click like. Pictures of pretty flowers can't really take the place of real "in-person' flowers, but they give a close second feeling...http://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/Oh-Pretty-Flowers/144875168909477
Celebrate!
Saturday, March 5, 2011
SeaBees
On this day in 1942, the SeaBees were founded.
Today I celebrate this founding. Other than the fact that my mother's step-father was a SeaBee (maybe even one of the original members) what SeaBees do is awesome and essential during times of war and disaster (natural or otherwise).
A little bit of trivia for you...SeaBee...yes, they are seamen, sailors, understandable where the Sea part came from but what about the Bee...well, it might be part of that. But "SeaBee" is long (yeah, long instead of short for a change) for CB. CB is short (sorry it is a bit of a long story) for Construction Battalions. The SeaBee logo? Of course, a flying be carrying a hammer in one hand (?), a wrench in a second, and a rifle in two others. I wonder, what is in the other two?
So, to celebrate the founding of the SeaBees, I will remember Grandpa Rabbit, you stubborn SOG. Here's a Bud! Enjoy!
Today I celebrate this founding. Other than the fact that my mother's step-father was a SeaBee (maybe even one of the original members) what SeaBees do is awesome and essential during times of war and disaster (natural or otherwise).
A little bit of trivia for you...SeaBee...yes, they are seamen, sailors, understandable where the Sea part came from but what about the Bee...well, it might be part of that. But "SeaBee" is long (yeah, long instead of short for a change) for CB. CB is short (sorry it is a bit of a long story) for Construction Battalions. The SeaBee logo? Of course, a flying be carrying a hammer in one hand (?), a wrench in a second, and a rifle in two others. I wonder, what is in the other two?
So, to celebrate the founding of the SeaBees, I will remember Grandpa Rabbit, you stubborn SOG. Here's a Bud! Enjoy!
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Peanut Butter
Today is Peanut Butter Lover's Day. I love Peanut Butter. Today is my day. I think I will have Peanut Butter toast for breakfast. Oh, no toaster guess that's out. Peanut Butter Sandwich for lunch. Yum, where's the jelly? What can I do with peanut butter for dinner, Any ideas?
Oh, I wonder if my Peanut Butter Tagalongs will come in tomorrow...how appropriate...
Oh, I wonder if my Peanut Butter Tagalongs will come in tomorrow...how appropriate...
Monday, February 28, 2011
Captain Stubing
Happy Birthday, Gavin McLeod!
I know you were around before 1977 when I fell in love with your boat Pacific Princess. Because later I discovered you with one of my favorite people, Mary Tyler Moore, working at a TV station. I am glad that you were able to work your way up from Lieutenant to Captain in just 20 years especially after you were demoted on Pork Chop Hill to private. And then to Seaman while serving on Operation Petticoat.
No matter, you know where the fun jobs are and there can't be anything more fun than to cruise the high seas stopping at beautiful ports of call. Mazatlan, Acapulco, sigh.
I wonder, did you ever sail to Fantasy Island???
I know you were around before 1977 when I fell in love with your boat Pacific Princess. Because later I discovered you with one of my favorite people, Mary Tyler Moore, working at a TV station. I am glad that you were able to work your way up from Lieutenant to Captain in just 20 years especially after you were demoted on Pork Chop Hill to private. And then to Seaman while serving on Operation Petticoat.
No matter, you know where the fun jobs are and there can't be anything more fun than to cruise the high seas stopping at beautiful ports of call. Mazatlan, Acapulco, sigh.
I wonder, did you ever sail to Fantasy Island???
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Bear Hug
Bears are one of the world's most awesome creatures. What is your favorite type of bear?
I have a friend that will be upset that Ursa Major and Ursa Minor are not there along with the other bears...and another friend who will take offense that Yogi Bear is not there either.
Today is Polar Bear Day. Did you know that the powers that be believe all polar bears are left handed.
American Black Bear; Cinnamon Bear; Kermode Bear; Asiatic Black Bear; Baluchistan Bear; Formosan Black Bear; Pakistan Black Bear; Brown Bear; Atlas Bear; Bergman's Bear; Blue Bear; Eurasian Brown Bear; European Brown Bear; Gobi Bear; Grizzly Bear; Himalayan Brown Bear; Hokkaido Brown Bear; Kamchatka Brown Bear; Kodiak Bear; Marsican Brown Bear; Mexican Grizzly Bear; Siberian Brown Bear; Syrian Brown Bear; Giant Panda; Qinling Panda; Sloth Bear; Sri Lankan Sloth Bear; Sun Bear; Polar Bear; Ursid hybrid; Grizzly–polar bear hybrid; Spectacled Bear.This is a list of bears around the world I inventoried from Wikipedia. Do you see anything missing? Do you see one that you didn't expect to see? I was surprised by the hybrid bears. Although I knew it I figure many will be surprised that Koala Bears are not on the list.
I have a friend that will be upset that Ursa Major and Ursa Minor are not there along with the other bears...and another friend who will take offense that Yogi Bear is not there either.
Today is Polar Bear Day. Did you know that the powers that be believe all polar bears are left handed.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Viola
Once upon a time, in a land far away to many, lived a little girl named Viola. Viola loved purple and she especially loved purple flowers. She grew up in a pretty room painted purple, lilac and lavender. She loved purple so much she had a pair of purple lensed glasses so that no matter where she went she could see everything purple.
Viola loved to walk in the woods in the winter time with her purple shaded glasses. The trees were purple, the ground was purple and the sky was purple.
One Spring day Viola was walking near the Tower Caverns near Trilling Lake when she heard a loud echoing bang. Before she could identify it as the sound of gunfire from King's afternoon hunting party. Another noise came to her from above. It sounded like her stomach when dinner was delayed on days she missed lunch. Only louder.
Viola looked up at the approaching sound where she spied boulders falling quickly toward her. She was frozen in place. Suddenly, she was hit from behind and into the pond.
When Viola and her abuser-savior came up from below the surface of the water he held the little girl drenched to the bone but safe and sound.
"Are you okay?" he asked the stunned little girl.
"Yes, thank you," she said, not taking her eyes off the man. "You look...strange."
"Strange?" he replied.
The girl smiled. Her unshaded eyes glinted in the bright sunlight.
"You aren't," she looked at the other side of the mans face. "...purple."
He smiled. "No. I am not purple."
From that day forward Viola did not wear purple glasses. Oh, she still liked purple but she decided that the color she loved looked better when it lived next to other colors. Especially, her white wedding dress.
And she lived happily ever after.
The End.
Viola loved to walk in the woods in the winter time with her purple shaded glasses. The trees were purple, the ground was purple and the sky was purple.
One Spring day Viola was walking near the Tower Caverns near Trilling Lake when she heard a loud echoing bang. Before she could identify it as the sound of gunfire from King's afternoon hunting party. Another noise came to her from above. It sounded like her stomach when dinner was delayed on days she missed lunch. Only louder.
Viola looked up at the approaching sound where she spied boulders falling quickly toward her. She was frozen in place. Suddenly, she was hit from behind and into the pond.
When Viola and her abuser-savior came up from below the surface of the water he held the little girl drenched to the bone but safe and sound.
"Are you okay?" he asked the stunned little girl.
"Yes, thank you," she said, not taking her eyes off the man. "You look...strange."
"Strange?" he replied.
The girl smiled. Her unshaded eyes glinted in the bright sunlight.
"You aren't," she looked at the other side of the mans face. "...purple."
He smiled. "No. I am not purple."
From that day forward Viola did not wear purple glasses. Oh, she still liked purple but she decided that the color she loved looked better when it lived next to other colors. Especially, her white wedding dress.
And she lived happily ever after.
The End.
Please help me celebrate Tell a Fairy Tale Day. Either make up your own, or tell someone your favorite fairy tale.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
The Day The Music Died
It has been 42 years since the death of Buddy Holley, JP "The Big Bopper" Richardson and Ritchie Valens. Today, let us remember Chantilly Lace, Donna and Peggy Sue and wonder, what would these (then) superstars be doing today had fate turned tables and not take them away from the world.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Small Private Celebrations
Today, a friends little 2-year old boy underwent surgery for a lump that was found by his mother on his shoulder. The family (and friends) have been riding a roller coaster of emotions for the past two weeks. When I think of that analogy, I always wonder what it means. Is it because the experience is so difficult, it is like trudging up hill so steep it seems unsurmountable? OR is it because your feelings rush down on you so fast and so furious that you feel like you are going to hit the ground in a horrendous crash?? Oh, well, I guess that doesn't matter. It could be either, it could be both.
Surgery, of any kind, is a serious event. I am not trying to minimalize it but I can't believe there weren't celebrations (albeit, silent maybe) the night before his surgery. Because a host of other tests were done including bone scans, cat scans, MRIs were read the day before. They revealed the mass was localized and had not spread.
Not that they all don't have a long road to hoe with chemo and radiation, but it all has to be easier to take knowing that there is a light at the end of the tunnel. A very real possibility of a life free of cancer.
A celebration in the middle of a taxing, tense situation, no matter how small or private, can help the psyche, soul and mind.
Surgery, of any kind, is a serious event. I am not trying to minimalize it but I can't believe there weren't celebrations (albeit, silent maybe) the night before his surgery. Because a host of other tests were done including bone scans, cat scans, MRIs were read the day before. They revealed the mass was localized and had not spread.
Not that they all don't have a long road to hoe with chemo and radiation, but it all has to be easier to take knowing that there is a light at the end of the tunnel. A very real possibility of a life free of cancer.
A celebration in the middle of a taxing, tense situation, no matter how small or private, can help the psyche, soul and mind.
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Happy Birthday, Elvis
Today would have been Elvis Presly's 76th birthday. On his 11th birthday, his mama bought him a gift from the local hardware store. It wasn't the most newly released hunting rifle, a new bike or a train set. She bought him a $6.95 guitar. With this gift, she started an unforgettably awesome life, not only for her baby boy, but also for the United States, the world, and who know, maybe even, the universe and beyond.
What if Elvis had gotten that bike he wanted for his birthday way back in 1946? Would he have eventually found his way to music? If you believe in fate, you would say yes.
Happy Birthday, Elvis, where ever you are.
What if Elvis had gotten that bike he wanted for his birthday way back in 1946? Would he have eventually found his way to music? If you believe in fate, you would say yes.
Happy Birthday, Elvis, where ever you are.
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Jane Austen
Today is the anniversary of the birth of Jane Austen.
It is funny. I hear (read) her name and smile. My heart seems to warm and be happy. I don't believe I have ever 'read' any of her works. Many titles are familiar and I may have watched films based on her stories. But I haven't read anything. So why am I so connected to her name?
A few days ago I opened a Christmas gift from my sister. She bought me a Kindle. I am thrilled with the things that it can do and am having a great time flipping through the lists of available title. So many classics that I haven't read that I should be able to catch up on. If only I could read more than a few pages before feeling the need to nap.
Now, off to look at a few more books to download. Merry Christmas!
It is funny. I hear (read) her name and smile. My heart seems to warm and be happy. I don't believe I have ever 'read' any of her works. Many titles are familiar and I may have watched films based on her stories. But I haven't read anything. So why am I so connected to her name?
A few days ago I opened a Christmas gift from my sister. She bought me a Kindle. I am thrilled with the things that it can do and am having a great time flipping through the lists of available title. So many classics that I haven't read that I should be able to catch up on. If only I could read more than a few pages before feeling the need to nap.
Now, off to look at a few more books to download. Merry Christmas!
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Keith, Leon, Marie, Steve, Art, Craig, Jeannette and Thomas
Bittersweet Chocolate with Almonds Day
Celebrate these Birthdays...
1959 - Keith Lockhart, the 20th conductor of the Boston Pops Orchestra, studied at Brevard Music Festival (15 miles from me!) and has conducted orchestras across the country, and now, internationally with the BBC Concert Orchestra.
1943 – Joni Mitchell, singer/songwriter known for songs such as Both Sides Now and Woodstock.
1938 – Barry Newman, actor, from Pretty Boy Floyd (1960) to The Edge of Night (1964-1965) to his breakout roll as Kowalski in the 1971 film Vanishing Point to his most recent appearance on The Ghost Whisperer (in 2009).
1922 – Al Hirt, jazz musician with 38 albums featuring his genius performances on the trumpet.
1918 – Billy Graham, evangelist, who has spread his message from his Southern Baptist pulpit in Charlotte,NC.
1913 – Albert Camus, novelist of such titles The Stranger, The Plague and The Myth of Sisyphus. He was killed in a car accident at the age of 46.
1879 - Leon Trotsky, a leader of Russia during the October Revolution
1867 – Marie Curie, chemist/physicist known for her work in radioactivity. She was the first person hw was honored with two Nobel Prizes, one in Chemistry and the other in Physics.
1980 – Steve McQueen, start of many films including Bullitt and The Towering Inferno,died in Mexico while undergoing cancer (mesothelioma) treatment.
1965 – Art Arfons set the land-speed record of 576.553 miles per hour. He held the record for 8 days when Craig Breedlove set the land-speed record with 600.601 mph. For the next year, the two men passed the record between them. It is now held by Andy Green, set in 1997 at 760.343mph.
1944 – For the third time, Franklin Delano Roosevelt was reelected President of the United States of America. He served only three months before dying from a stroke.
1940 – The Tacoma Narrows Bridge, the third longest bridge in the world (at the time) at 5,959 feet, collapsed due to high winds. One death was reported-an anonymous dog.
1916 – Jeannette Rankin became the first woman to be elected to serve in the US House Of Representatives.
1885 – Craigellachie, Canada hosts a “party” when the last spike of Canada’s first transcontinental railway was driven 5 years after the project began. The 4,600 kilometer line traverses bogs and mountains 6 years ahead of schedule.
1874 – The Republican Party welcomed (maybe not with open arms at the time) their new mascot. Thomas Nast drew an elephant to represent the group for a cartoon in Harper’s Weekly.
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