New Year

2026 soon

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Enjoy your celebration of the New Year

Personally, I’m looking forward to seeing change.

It’s very a very difficult year.

So to Health, Happiness, Love,  Prosperity.

The Heart

Heart Loves.  Heart Hurts.
Heart Shares. Heart Shines.
Heart Shatters. Heart Mends.

Part of my Heart

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Being Thankful

This day, 5.31.2017. (6) Six Years Ago, I was in surgery for lung cancer. And all was removed. Including the lower right lobe ….

I’m grateful & thankful for the surgeon who took the time to test every little bit before saying it was all gone according to the spot test at the time.

NO chemo was needed.

NO radiation was needed.

I’ve stayed ‘Cancer Free’ for the 5 years since….

Today is just another. Very Grateful Day. Marking another year. ❤️🌹❤️ …. Just wanted to share….

Mothers

Today .the 11th of MAY, 2023 . after Mothers Day last year .

2022, which fell on the 8th, a Sunday….

My Mothers back was broken. so this is not perfect, but I like the

feeling it portraits as a Mother and Daughters LOVE…

So this coming Sunday, Mothers Day 2023, This Daughter is

Blessed to have her (now) 95 Year old Mother.

Blessing to all the Mothers

This is creation from one of the #AI applications Nightcafe Studios

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My Art Corner

This is the picture that I used to REFERENCE… the Memory of 2022

Mothers Day, May 8th, 2022

TIRED

REAL TIRED trying to get this WORDPRESS site for my ART going. Every time I think I’ve got it RIGHT, NOT! … The themes are not meant for ‘artists … only photographers and their photos. Well, I don’t have time to do photographs all the time .. but I do make time to fiddle with creative applications that bring me relaxation and joy…. and all I wanted to do was share some of me, and have something to hold on to! But that really seems impossible!

IFANYONE reads this and would like to suggest, I’m all ears. I’m sure that SUPPORT with WP is tired of seeing and trying to help me ..but that’s what they do .. and lag with my time schedule. Oh WELL! …I’m so frustrated. I’d love to scream, and scream, and scream, at the top of my lungs and then cry, cry, cry…. but people would think that I was loosing my mind and mad. NO, I just really need an outlet, without my mom who is 95, and in failing health to see me upset. BUT it scares the HELL out of me. So I’m Upset. I’m Frustrated. So, thanks for letting me vent .. and one day when things get ironed out: I’ll stop in and see what all of you have to say.

Until anther day… On this is now Sunday isn’t it?

Thanks for the venting!

For Daddy

Today . the 26th of April . my daddy would be 98 years old. But we remember instead with thoughts, love and laughter.

This POEM, is such a true representation of a small part of who he was and how we loved him. Mother and I miss him everyday.

DADDYS PLAYGROUND


An old green colored shed tops a makeshift work area
That once was a housing unit for my brothers’ cage of birds
Snakes and such.
Now it is filled with various sized bolts;
Some of which even the same size maybe totally different
For the need…
The aged fingers reach for yet another.
The area is covered with wheels, handles and motors.
The smell of gas and oil is sometimes nauseating.
But from sun-up to sun-down…with a few short breaks in-between
We can always find
Daddy
Tinkering with lawnmowers…edger’s
Sharpening blades
Unclogging fuel lines
Replacing wheels
All of which have yet a few good blades to cut
The fingers work tediously long hours
While sitting on a stool –
Comprised of an old bucket with a board on top
Finished product…
A labor of love and frustration thrown in
Here and there
They’re wheeled out to the road, curb side
With a sign – for sale –
And the waiting begins.
But the ages fingers reach for yet another to conquer
With his loyal companion at his feet,
His dog sable
Daddy begins the task that will yet continue
To fulfill his hours under the old green colored
Shed searching fingers reaching to find the
Right tools and bolts to
Sharpen blades
Unclog fuel lines
Replace wheels
Sitting on the short stool …. The bucket and board.
Until the setting sun brings a dinner call from Mother
We know where we can find daddy
In his playground
With wheels and blades of steel.

This represents, Daddy, Mother and myself… the three of us. When daddy left. We miss Daddy Everyday.

Perhaps

Well, maybe, just maybe…I MIGHT have gotten the art site up.

If you’re able … take a peek and let me know what it’s doing and

what I might be missing! It has certainly been a ‘bee in my bonnet’

and just about gotten the very best of me, bring out an ugly frustration!

SO, Hopefully we will see! Have a Great day and week ahead!

Amazing Storm Photos

Can you imagine holding your camera steady enough to take these photos!

I cannot nor will I acknowledge that these pictures are what they say, or by whom.

Only will I say that they are beautiful pictures!

“I don’t know in which order the message was to which photo(s) but I feel the photos of the nature and Her forces speaks for themselves. Be Careful in any situation you might find yourself in.”

Deborah

The following picture was taken from the third story balcony of Saint Stanislaus College located next door to Our Lady of  the Gulf church in Bay Saint Louis, Mississippi on the morning of August 29th, 2005. This is believed to be the initial tidal  wave from Hurricane Katrina. The tidal wave was approximately 35 to 40 feet high. When it slammed into the beach front  communities of Bay Saint Louis and Waveland Mississippi to completely destroy 99% of every structure along the beach  for 9 miles and over ? of a mile inland. The destruction only started there. The flooding that continued inland destroyed the contents of all but 35 homes in these two communities of approximately 14,000 people.

These pictures were taken  by a man in Magee, MS where the eye of the storm passed thru.

 Magee is 150 miles North of Waveland, Mississippi where the Hurricane made land fall.

  The dance with Katrina, part of her beauty as she left destruction on her exit.

Spaghetti!

A wealthy man was having an affair with an Italian woman for several years. One night, during one of their rendezvous, she confided in him that she was pregnant. Not wanting to ruin his reputation or his marriage, he paid her a large sum of money, if she would go to Italy to secretly have the child. If she stayed in Italy to raise the child, he would also provide child support until the child turned 18. She agreed, but asked how he would know when the baby was born. To keep it discrete, he told her to simply mail him a post card and write “Spaghetti” on the back. He would then arrange for child support payments to begin.

One day, about 9 months later, he came home to his confused wife. “Honey,” she said. “You received a very strange post card today.”

“Oh, just give it to me and I’ll explain it,” he said.

The wife obeyed and watched as her husband read the card, turned white and fainted.

On the card was written: “Spaghetti, Spaghetti, Spaghetti. Two with meatballs, one without.

Pure Laughter

Mother -What a JOY

My Mother got so tickled… then I did…

WE … Don’t remember what it was about! BUT,

They say…

#LaughterIsTheBestMedicine . Here it was .

Right … We Laughed . so hard … we . almost …

You know the rest!

April 5th • Her Birthday

#ImBlessed

Celebration Birthday 95

WHAT TO DO TO CELEBRATE A LIFE – 95 YEARS

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Does not seem possible that I’m so blessed to still have my mother, who will turn a wondrous 95 years of age April 5th

((I’m writing this . 10 days before . It’s the 27th of March 1 am))

I could not be more blessed than I am right now.

I love her more than she has any idea . And I know she loves more more than I have any idea …

But we are always there for each other…. even in times of disagreements… we are together always.

LOOKING AHEAD . – – . A celebration of her LIFE –

Not her Birthday – (don’t celebrate) But acknowledge her LIFE.

I know that there is no family here, she’s stuck with just me… but perhaps you’d like to show a bit of love to her.!.

READ & YOU’LL UNDERSTAND.

My Mother:

Forever my Mother is a beautiful lady, who was also a sister, a wife, a mother & even an aunt & taken too soon, the title of a grandmother… and a loyal friend.

Tootsie Caines Register

Honored that she is my Mom ❤️

Need A Push?

A man and his wife are awakened at 3 o’clock in the morning by a loud pounding on the door. The man gets up and goes to the door where a drunken stranger, standing in the pouring rain, is asking for a push.

“Not a chance,” says the husband, “it is three o’clock in the morning!” He slams the door and returns to bed.

“Who was that?” asked his wife.

“Just some drunk guy asking for a push,” he answers.

“Did you help him?” she asks.

“No, I did not, it is three in the morning and it is pouring outside!”

“Well, you have a short memory,” says his wife. “Can’t you remember about three months ago when we broke down and those two guys helped us? I think you should help him, and you should be ashamed of yourself!”

The man does as he’s told, gets dressed, and goes out into the pouring rain. He calls out into the dark,
“Hello, are you still there?”

“Yes,” comes back the answer.

“Do you still need a push?” calls out the husband.

“Yes, please!” comes the reply from the dark.

“Where are you?” asks the husband.

Replies the drunk – “Over here on the swing!”

A New Store:

Husbands for SALE

A store that sells new husbands has just opened in New York City, where a woman may go to choose a husband. Among the instructions at the entrance is a description of how the store operates:

You may visit this store ONLY ONCE! There are six floors and the value of the products increase as the shopper ascends the flights.

The shopper may choose any item from a particular floor, or may choose to go up to the next floor, but you cannot go back down except to exit the building!

So, a woman goes to the Husband Store to find a husband. On the first floor the sign on the door reads:

Floor 1 – These men Have Jobs. She is intrigued, but continues to the second floor, where the sign reads:

Floor 2 – These men Have Jobs and Love Kids. “That’s nice”, she thinks, “but I want more.” So she continues upward. The third floor sign reads:

Floor 3 – These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, and are Extremely Good Looking. “Wow,” she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going. She goes to the fourth floor and the sign reads:

Floor 4 – These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, are Drop Dead Good Looking and Help With Housework. “Oh, mercy me!” she exclaims, “I can hardly stand it! “Still, she goes to the fifth floor and the sign reads:

Floor 5 – These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, are Drop Dead Gorgeous, Help with Housework, and Have a Strong Romantic Streak. She is so tempted to stay, but she goes to the sixth floor, where the sign reads:

Floor 6 – You are visitor 31,456,012 to this floor. There are no men on this floor. This floor exists solely as proof that women are impossible to please. Thank you for shopping at the Husband Store.

PLEASE NOTE:

To avoid gender bias charges, the store’s owner opened a

New Wives store just across the street.

The first floor has wives that love sex.

The second floor has wives that love sex and have money.

The third, fourth, fifth and sixth floors have never been visited.

Please Help I Need Your Opinion

If it’s not too much to ask, I’d really like an honest opinion.

About Web Sights

Yes I know I’m here on WordPress .. but what other might you use for other venues?

Blogger? GoDaddy? I’m not even sure of what all is out here. Or do you put all your eggs into one basket … here (or elsewhere).

I’m torn, because of cost, but I have so many poems that I’d really like to showcase, as there is a book with a title in the library of congress with Copyright… but I’ll probably never get it fully proofed as it should, so one or two at a time will work.

Creative ART & my Hand-Painted glass. Yes, I guess I’ve had my hands in a few things throughout the years with so many interruptions… I just need to try and focus on one or two and show what I’m capable of!

That’s why my question.

And with WordPress… It’s a pain sometimes, trying as now to compose and it keeps moving words into other parts as it pleases! I also like the poetry to be displayed as I wrote them.. NOT everything is up and down left to right ..and I want it to be shown as I wrote them and intended for them to be. AND different fonts are always a way of expression with me.

I do hope that someone will read, understand this and help me out. My time is precious as I’m a caregiver of my Mother who will be 95 in April. So my time, is when I can I want to grab an easy place to Hang My Hat!

Thank You for your time.

Changing of Times

Daddy’s Story Through My Eyes

It has been quite some time since I’ve put anything on ‘paper’ but I’m going to give this a try, once again.

So much has changed in these last few years, where to begin.

My DADDY began having issues and neither Mother nor myself recognized what was happening, after all he was up in years! So no need to worry, right? Wrong. Daddy was in the stages of Alzheimer’s. The later stage I guess you’d call it. That began in 2013 when we really noticed, but little did we know it has been approaching for some time.

The SIGNS of this horrible disease, was and still is too little. The signs were there, if only we had known. Times when Mother would have to remember ow they drove to a place so she could help daddy get them back out. That was a sign. But just old age… NOT. It was a subtle sign. Ignored. Not knowing how to write a check or making sure the numbers were correct. I remember vividly one afternoon. Daddy always cut his yard and mine (I live across the street) and loved doing it, as it kept him active & as a young man and Daddy, he had done ‘a many a one’ to help support his family, so he knew how to cut yards & keep them up etc. This one day, I called mom and asked he if Daddy felt OK… why she asked… because he’s cutting the yard (backyard which is very small) all wrong. He’s cutting & throwing the grass into the flower beds that has just been mulched. She say, no… not that she knew of, so we both just figured it was an ‘Off’ day, once again, due to ‘age’. That’s when we began paying a little more and closer attention to the actions and saw that something was definitely wrong. Perhaps he had cancer again, or his heart needed attention again.

In Apr.il of 2013 we tricked daddy going for a ride and took him to the ER

….Back to writing this ….

That was the beginning of a discovery we knew nothing about and still there is little known things to alert the loved ones.

What’s ahead is devastating. For everyone, including the loved one your watching go down hill with no way to stop it, no way to tell them and understand that you’ll be there for them and you’ll love them forever and always.

Alzheimer’s Disease……

DADDY. Back to our story of Daddy….

WELL, I suppose this will have to wait until another time .yet again. but for now, perhaps someone, if only me will read and understand the trial and tribulations that have occurred over the last several years .. and that does not begin to touch the surface of my mother and I dealing with that and the other issues that tagged along and others that arose!

So until another post.another day. stay well.

One More Day

This is the last day of my life with the age of 70!

It’s been a tumble few years, but all in all, grateful for the times I’ve had and shared

with my Mother who will turn 95 in April. She is a true tough cookie, as the old saying goes! She and I together we’ve tried to conquer the hurdles that have come our way.

So this last day of being 70 … I’m so grateful for this time. Tomorrow is not promised, but praying that the dayand weeks and months ahead will shine light on mother and I!

Until later, may your day be one of blessings.

We’ll meet again.

Daddy’s Playground

 

Daddy’s Playground


An old green colored shed tops a makeshift

Work area that once was a housing unit

For my brothers’ cage of birds, snakes and such.

Now it is filled with various sized bolts;

Some of which even the Same size, may be

Totally difference for the need…

The aged fingers reach for yet another.

The area is covered with wheels, handles and motors.

The smell of gas and oil is sometimes nauseating.

But from sun-up to sun-down…with a few short breaks in between:

We can always find

Daddy

Tinkering with lawnmowers. . . edgers:

Sharpening blades

Unclogging fuel lines

Replacing wheels

All of which have yet a few good blades to cut.

The fingers work tediously long hours

While sitting on a stool

Comprised of an old bucket with a board on top

Finished product…

A labor of love and frustration thrown in;

Here and there…

They’re wheeled out to the road, curbside;

With a sign – for sale –

And the waiting begins.

But the aged fingers reach for yet another to

Conquer – with his loyal companion at his feet

His Dog…Sable…

Daddy begins the task that will yet continue

To fulfill his hours under the old green colored

Shed; searching fingers reaching to find the

Right tools and bolts to

Sharpen blades

Unclog fuel lines

Replace wheels

Sitting on the short stool…the bucket and board.

Until the setting sun brings a dinner call

From Mother:

We know where we can find Daddy

In his playground –

With wheels and blades of steel.

Remembering Daddy

Those pictures I said I might share of my daddy . Today he would have been 94 .

Such a loving, humble, kind person. A husband, a daddy, a friend,  a brother & a granddaddy.  He was a great man.

 

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Daddy

Just a NOTE.

 

My Daddy would be 94 today.  He was a wonderful man.  Mother and I miss him so much.  If only he knew how much he was loved and missed.

Later, this day I’ll share some photos and perhaps a special something.

Miss you daddy.  Wish I could hold your hand and hug you tight.

Birthdays & Being Thankful!

February 7, 2014
** The Day **
I Turned Another Year Older

While in the car headed out to meet with two friends for lunch at The Corner Bistro. It was a GREAT lunch, with the Friends who were also with me when the Over the HILL 40th Birthday rolled around .. 22 years ago.  { February 7th  }

Late Yesterday (Thursday) I received a birthday card from my cousin in NC… a Phone call last night from TWO Aunts .. who then both sang “Happy Birthday” to me …

Then an e-mail this morning {Friday} from a (special) cousin in NC who said something like this “that on this day God had created a beautiful baby . and to enjoy my day” (something like that) {so I think I did OK}.. and then the lunch … arrive home…

Came home, (after checking in on Mom and Dad) & another phone call from my aunt with wishes again…. went back to Mom & Dad’s … and cake … (daddy now sleeping) SO mom and I watched the opening of the Sochi 2014 Olympics … and that was wonderful to share with my mother. (the cake was good too) …

A couple more ‘messages’ from two cousins….

So turning my age – is not bad …

I look forward to what the year has in store for me, & when things get tough as they sometimes do, I’ll have friends who will listen, give support, give hope, share LOVE…

February 7th

February 7th

Twenty-Two Years ago .. I was celebrating my 40th Birthday with friends…. and today, I will celebrate with two of those friends with an afternoon lunch.

Life has had its ups and downs, but that is what happens when life marches
on no matter what occurs and how hard we try and stop it or even wish the wheels could turn back.

But life, it is what we make it. I’ve done OK … not the best at times, but I’m proud of who I am as a person. And with that, that is the most important gift I can give myself… not just today, but any given day.

Be proud, Walk tall, Cry when needed, Laugh as often as you can, Love with your heart, Pray, Share the Joys and Sorrows…. GROW within ones self, so others can also grow with you.

Thankful. That I have this LIFE.

DOGGY DOOR

Could you imagine coming home from work to find this tiny creature napping on your couch with your dog?  Guess who came home for dinner? It followed this beagle home, right through the doggy door This happened in Maryland recently.   The owner came home to find the visitor had made himself right at home..   This hit the 6 o’clock news big time.

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Isn’t this adorable? Send this to all your friends,

especially the animal lovers and give them a big smile.

 

Beautiful Photography ~ SNOW ~ no Mother & Child

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Jan. 3, 2013: A woman & her child on the bank of the Yenisei River outside Krasnoyarsk, Russia, where the temperature was minus 22 degrees Fahrenheit.  (© Ilya Naymushin/Reuters)

A Day in the New Year

2013

This time last night we were on the verge of a NEW YEAR here in the USA, while other parts of the world had already begun their New Year with much hope and tons of aspirations full of all the joys and excitements with laughter, family, friends, & certainly fireworks of somesort!
Today was probably filled with the traditions of doing their shopping – eating – or whatever IF anything at all.

Here Mom, Dad & I ate Greens and Black-Eyed Peas! – a Southern thing in the south of the USA!

At least that was after the events of this morning …

*** I am certain it is not what this young 18-20 year old male thought would happen to him. !!! ***

WRECK ~~~ Just outside my house.  A little more and he could jhave hit my BIG oak tree or My HOUSE ~~~ so he ended uup hitting one of my palm trees ?!? and ripping off one of his tires … flattened another,  two windows smashed and the passenger side … BAD! .. and the driver side as well as the passenger side .. tore up on the running boards .. and underneath.

THANKFUL that the Young man was not hurt. … at least he said not … but EMT’s did check him out … but he was sooooooooo scared.  As you know, I told him that no one knows his body like he does and anything feels ‘off’ to go to ER… because it cpould come later.

I am just so GLAD that it was not worse … and I know he was glad I stopped yelling at him.

I know for fact – (yes I know – I’m not police … did not see – but I heard & I know this street and how the YOUNG drive it) that he was … as we say ‘flying’…….

I just hope it taught him a valuable lesson and that others might have learned from it too!

I will keep him in my thoughts.

OH ~~~ he also was worried because he only had ID – Not Drivers License … It was his
AUNTS SUV ~ and she stated she had No Insurance. …. So it could have been so much worse.

Now the pictures will show a little – but I’ll tell you ~ It scared the Whits out of ME!!!~~~

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This is my HOUSE!

The next few months / days have to be better – RIGHT!

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Make your New Year a Safe & Happy one ~ 2013~!!!

Kijivu ~ Cradling a Miracle

 

Kijivu holds her newborn baby at Prague Zoo, where the staff is celebrating this rare birth of a Western lowland gorilla in captivity. The new arrival comes after one of the most tragic events in the zoo’s history.

 

Cradling a miracle

 

Dec. 31, 2012: Kijivu, a female Western lowland gorilla, holds her newborn baby at Prague Zoo on Dec. 27 in Prague, Czech Republic. The baby gorilla was born on Dec. 22, just months after Kijivu’s second child, Tatu, died after accidentally hanging himself with a climbing rope. Zoo director Miroslav Bobek called the death the most tragic event at the zoo since flooding in 2002 killed more than 100 animals. (© Frantisek Vlcek/isifa/MAFRA/Getty Images)

 

Out with the OLD ~ In with the NEW

Happy New Year to all of the WordPress Families

HAPPY NEW YEAR 2013

SCOTCH ~ Some light laugh………..

           On the first day of school, the children brought gifts for their teacher.

 

The supermarket manager’s daughter brought the teacher a basket of assorted fruit.

 

The florist’s son brought the teacher a bouquet of flowers.   

 

The candy-store owner’s daughter gave the teacher a pretty box of candy.  

 

Then the liquor-store owner’s son brought up a big, heavy box. The teacher lifted it up and noticed that it was leaking a little bit..She touched a drop of the liquid with her finger and tasted it.  

 

“Is it wine?” she guessed.       

 

“No,” the boy replied. She tasted another drop and   asked, “Champagne?”

 

“No,” said the little boy………….”It’s a puppy!”

Talk about forgetful~?~!

I know they say with age memory can go and yes – I’m there and have been for awhile… but what is really bad is forgetting when you log into your blog site on WP it has a different theme.??

Oh ~ that’s right I did mention before that I might change it – but to forget it!?  Yes I’ve lost a little more today than what I would like to admit.

I suppose shopping for a new car (as mine is 16+ years old) will do that to you.

But I think … and I say that lightly – that I might have found one I like.  Not NEW mind you ~ but a newer one that I will feel will take care of things if I might need to do to take care of my Mom & Dad…. (with the little things of mine in there too) … Some of you might know that I have terminal cancer – but within the last 3 years my Dad now has cancer also ..(and in 2008 he had open heart).. was fine until this last year when things have begun to be a little harder for him… and I want to be prepared in the event he will need assistance walking or actually using a wheel chair.  His legs are getting the better of him now … and might have come to the conclusion that he ‘just might’ need a ‘wheelchair’~! But we will cross that bridge if and when we (Mom & I) need too.  There is just the Three (3) of us here… as I lost (Mom & Dad – Sons) both brothers & the rest of Dad’s family has passed & Mom’s in another state.

Of course there are some cousins – Nephews & Neices … but they have their own family to attend to.

So back to the car … my current car is 1996 Mercury Sable ~ I am the second owner with about 56,000 miles – original~! The one I’ve got my   EYES  on is a Toyota Highlander – the Sport 2008 …. looks like Champage color ..but the dealers call it Gold … either way … very nice!

Now if I can get them to take a little bit more down in price after all it is ToyotaThon~So wish me luck … oh … Dad is buying it as a gift and will not have anything else to say about it … but still I will watch $ cost.

Mother is so very tired taking care of Daddy & Daddy is frustrated that he cannot do the things he has always done. Such a very active man … all his life.  Dad is 87 & Mom is 84 … So blessed to still have them in my life.

Dad’s Cancer is Melemona (skin) which went into the Lymph nodes on the left last September.

My Cancer is Multiple Myeloma — mine is Back … but I’m ok.

Mother is the strength that keeps us together … she just needs to breathe and rest.

Maybe with two of her sisters coming mid month – that will help.

So be blessed with those who are around you & in your life.

I’m so very thankful.

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 This is the one with my EyE on it!

WHO CARES ????

English: The Forgetful Professor
English: The Forgetful Professor (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

As I was lying in bed pondering the problems of the world,
I rapidly realized that I don’t really give a rat’s hiney. It’s the tortoise life for me!
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1.. If walking is good for your health, the postman would be immortal.
2.. A whale swims all day, only eats fish, drinks water, and is fat.
3.. A rabbit runs and hops and only lives 15 years.
4.. A tortoise doesn’t run and does nothing, yet it lives for 450 years.
And you tell me to exercise?? I don’t think so.
I’m retired. Go around me.
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GOD grant me the senility to forget the people I never liked,
the good fortune to run into the ones I do, and the eyesight to tell the difference.
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Now that I’m older here’s what I’ve discovered:
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1. I started out with nothing, and I still have most of it.
2. My wild oats have turned into prunes and all-bran.
3. I finally got my head together, and now my body is falling apart.
4. Funny, I don’t remember being absent-minded.
5. Funny, I don’t remember being absent-minded.
6. If all is not lost, where is it?
7. It is easier to get older than it is to get wiser.
8. Some days, you’re the dog; some days you’re the hydrant.
9. I wish the buck stopped here; I sure could use a few.
10. Kids in the back seat cause accidents.
11. Accidents in the back seat cause kids.
12. It’s hard to make a comeback when you haven’t been anywhere.
13. The only time the world beats a path to your door is when you’re in the bathroom.
14. If God wanted me to touch my toes, he’d have put them on my knees.
15. When I’m finally holding all the cards, why does everyone want to play chess?
16. It’s not hard to meet expenses . . . they’re everywhere.
17. The only difference between a rut and a grave is the depth.
18. These days, I spend a lot of time thinking about the hereafter … I go somewhere to get something, and then wonder what I’m hereafter.
19. Funny, I don’t remember being absent-minded.
20. DID I SEND THESE TO YOU BEFORE……….??????

Johns Hopkins Update

Johns Hopkins Update

John Hopkins Update Friday

This HAS to be of interest to everyone…

FINALLY!!! News from the medical world that makes sense!!!

Johns Hopkins Update This is an extremely good article. Everyone should read it.   AFTER YEARS OF TELLING PEOPLE CHEMOTHERAPY IS THE ONLY WAY TO TRY (‘TRY’, BEING THE KEY WORD) TO ELIMINATE CANCER,JOHNS HOPKINS ISFINALLY STARTING TO TELL YOU THERE IS AN ALTERNATIVE WAY .

Cancer Update from Johns Hopkins:

1. Every person has cancer cells in the body. These cancer cells do not show up in the standard tests until they have multiplied to a few billion. When doctors tell cancer patients that there are no more cancer cells in their bodies after treatment, it just means the tests are unable to detect the cancer cells because they have not reached the detectable size.

2. Cancer cells occur between 6 to more than 10 times in a person’s lifetime.

3. When the person’s immune system is strong the cancer cells will be destroyed and prevented from multiplying and forming tumors.

4. When a person has cancer it indicates the person has nutritional deficiencies. These could be due to genetic, but also to environmental, food and lifestyle factors.

5. To overcome the multiple nutritional deficiencies,changing diet to eat more adequately and healthy, 4-5 times/day and by including supplements will strengthen the immune system.

Surgery can also cause cancer cells to spread to other sites.   An effective way to battle cancer is to starve the cancer cells by not feeding it with the foods it needs to multiply.   *CANCER CELLS FEED ON:

a. Sugar substitutes like NutraSweet, Equal, Spoonful, etc are made with Aspartame and it is harmful. A better natural substitute would be Manuka honey or molasses, but only in very small amounts. Table salt has a chemical added to make it white in color Better alternative is Bragg’s aminos or sea salt.

b. Cancer cells thrive in an acid environment. A meat-based diet is acidic and it is best to eat fish, and a little other meat, like chicken. Meat also contains livestock antibiotics, growth hormones and parasites, which are all harmful, especially to people with cancer.

c. A diet made of 80% fresh vegetables and juice, whole grains, seeds, nuts and a little fruits help put the body into an alkaline environment. About 20% can be from cooked food including beans. Fresh vegetable juices provide live enzymes that are easily absorbed and reach down to cellular levels within 15 minutes to nourish and enhance growth of healthy cells. To obtain live enzymes for building healthy cells try and drink fresh vegetable juice (most vegetables including be an sprouts) and eat some raw vegetables 2 or 3 times a day. Enzymes are destroyed at temperatures of 104 degrees F (40 degrees C)..

Cancer is a disease of the mind, body, and spirit.   A proactive and positive spirit will help the cancer warrior be a survivor. Anger, un-forgiveness and bitterness put the body into a stressful and acidic environment. Learn to have a loving and forgiving spirit. Learn to relax and enjoy life.   Cancer cells cannot thrive in an oxygenated environment. Exercising daily, and deep breathing help to get more oxygen down to the cellular level. Oxygen therapy is another means employed to destroy cancer cells.

1. No plastic containers in micro.

2. No water bottles in freezer.

3. No plastic wrap in microwave..

Johns Hopkins has recently sent this out in its newsletters. This information is being circulated at Walter Reed Army Medical Center as well. Dioxin chemicals cause cancer, especially breast cancer. Dioxins are highly poisonous to the cells of our bodies. Don’t freeze your plastic bottles with water in them as this releases dioxins from the plastic. Recently, Dr Edward Fujimoto, Wellness Program Manager at Castle Hospital , was on a TV program to explain this health hazard. He talked about dioxins and how bad they are for us. He said that we should not be heating our food in the microwave using plastic containers. This especially applies to foods that contain fat. He said that the combination of fat, high heat, and plastics releases dioxin into the food and ultimately into the cells of the body. Instead, he recommends using glass, such as Corning Ware, Pyrex or ceramic containers for heating food. You get the same results, only without the dioxin. So such things as TV dinners, instant ramen and soups, etc., should be removed from the container and heated in something else. Paper isn’t bad but you don’t know what is in the paper. It’s just safer to use tempered glass, Corning Ware, etc. He reminded us that a while ago some of the fast food restaurants moved away from the foam containers to paper The dioxin problem is one of the reasons.

Please share this with your whole email list……………………. Also, he pointed out that plastic wrap, such as Saran, is just as dangerous when placed over foods to be cooked in the microwave. As the food is nuked, the high heat causes poisonous toxins to actually melt out of the plastic wrap and drip into the food. Cover food with a paper towel instead.

This is an article that should be sent to anyone important in your life…

Pit bull puppy

Pit bull puppy

Pit bull puppy survives being dragged behind truck for a mile

They named him “Trooper” for his determination, but the 5-month-old pit bull that survived being dragged by a truck down a Missouri highway for more than a mile is more like a miracle. Two weeks after surgery to close wounds that exposed bones, Trooper is eating and drinking normally and walking on his own, and Humane Society of Missouri personnel are cautiously optimistic that a badly injured leg may be saved. The trucker, unaware that the puppy had been tethered to his bumper, was obviously distraught once he was flagged down, and now a $5,000 reward has been offered for information that would lead to an arrest. [Source]

Sunday Fun Day

Suday fun day

A man in Scotland casts off his fishing line.

Can you think of a better way to spend your day?

Dec. 2, 2012: A man casts his fishing line from Inversnaid Pier in Loch Lomond, Scotland. (© Jeff J Mitchell/Getty Images)

Hope you had a wonderful Sunday!

My Little Girl

This MY dog … was dumped when a puppy @ 4-5 weeks…
I put her in my top jacket pocket … That was in
February 6 + years ago.

While you start your week …

It is a short week after all …

Found this on Pinterest – which I love.

Have a Happy Thanksgiving.

Beautiful Photography

You will enjoy this beautiful photography

~ of Tony Rath ~

so sit a few miuntes.

This is the [link] :::

 

TRUTH OR FICTION?

Joe Biden und Barack Obama in Springfield, Ill...

 Biden may be interim president by the end of 2012 ?!?

Official photographic portrait of US President...
Official photographic portrait of US President Barack Obama (born 4 August 1961; assumed office 20 January 2009) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

VERY QUIETLY OBAMA’S CITIZENSHIP CASE REACHES THE SUPREME COURT

AP – WASHINGTON D.C.

In a move certain to fuel the debate over Obama’s qualifications for the presidency, the group “Americans for Freedom of Information” has Released copies of President Obama’s college transcripts from Occidental College … Released today, the transcript school indicates that Obama, under the name Barry Soetoro, received financial aid as a foreign student from Indonesia as an undergraduate. The transcript was released by Occidental College in compliance with a court order in a suit brought by the group in the Superior Court of California. The transcript shows that Obama (Soetoro) applied for financial aid and was awarded a fellowship for foreign students from the Fulbright Foundation Scholarship program. To qualify, for the scholarship, a student must claim foreign citizenship.

This document would seem to provide the smoking gun that many of Obama’s detractors have been seeking. Along with the evidence that he was first born in Kenya and there is no record of him ever applying for US citizenship, this is looking pretty grim. The news has created a firestorm at the White House as the release casts increasing doubt about Obama’s legitimacy and qualification to serve as President article titled, “Obama Eligibility Questioned,” leading some to speculate that the story may overshadow economic issues on Obama’s first official visit to the U.K. In a related matter, under growing pressure from several groups, Justice Antonin Scalia announced that the Supreme Court agreed on Tuesday to hear arguments concerning Obama’s legal eligibility to serve as President in a case brought by Leo Donofrio of New Jersey . This lawsuit claims Obama’s dual c itizenship disqualified him from serving as president.. Donofrio’s case is just one of 18 suits brought by citizens demanding proof of Obama’s citizenship or qualification to serve as president.

Gary Kreep of the United States Justice Foundation has released the results of their investigation of Obama’s campaign spending. This study estimates that Obama has spent upwards of $950,000 in campaign funds in the past year with eleven law firms in 12 states for legal resources to block disclosure of any of his personal records. Mr. Kreep indicated that the investigation is still ongoing but that the final report will be provided to the U.S. Attorney general, Eric Holder. Mr. Holder has refused to comment on the matter…

LET OTHER FOLKS KNOW THIS NEWS, THE MEDIA WON’T!

Subject: RE: Issue of Passport?

While I’ve little interest in getting in the middle of the Obama birth issue, Paul Hollrah over at FSM did so yesterday and believes the issue can be resolved by Obama answering one simple question: What passport did he use when he was shuttling between New York , Jakarta , and Karachi ?

So how did a young man who arrived in New York in early June 1981, without the price of a hotel room in his pocket, suddenly come up with the price of a round-the-world trip just a month later?

And once he was on a plane, shuttling between New York , Jakarta , and Karachi , what passport was he offering when he passed through Customs and Immigration?

The American people not only deserve to have answers to these questions, they must have answers. It makes the debate over Obama’s citizenship a rather short and simple one.

Q: Did he travel to Pakistan in 1981, at age 20?

A : Yes, by his own admission.

Q: What passport did he travel under?

A: There are only three possibilities.

1) He traveled with a U.S. … Passport,

2) He traveled with a British passport, or

3) He traveled with an Indonesia passport.

Q: Is it possible that Obama traveled with a U.S. Passport in 1981?

A: No. It is not possible. Pakistan was on the U.S. . State Department’s “no travel” list in 1981.

Conclusion: When Obama went to Pakistan in 1981 he was traveling either with a British passport or an Indonesian passport.

If he were traveling with a British passport that would provide proof that he was born in Kenya on August 4, 1961, not in Hawaii as he claims.. And if he were traveling with an Indonesian passport that would tend to prove that he relinquished whatever previous citizenship he held, British or American, prior to being adopted by his Indonesian step-father in 1967.

Whatever the truth of the matter, the American people need to know how he managed to become a “natural born” American citizen between 1981 and 2008.

Given the destructive nature of his plans for America, as illustrated by his speech before Congress and the disastrous spending plan he has presented to Congress, the sooner we learn the tru th of all this, the better.

If you Don’t care that Your President is not a natural born Citizen and in Violation of the Constitution, then Delete this, and then lower your American Flag to half-staff, because the U.S. Constitution is already on life-support, and won’t survive much longer.

If you do care then Forward this to as many patriotic Americans as you can, because our country is being looted and ransacked!

*^* I’m only posting what I’ve received & seen *^*

An eagle kiss

This is the kind of story you need when it seems like

the world is spiraling out of control…..

Not many people get a picture of this proud bird snuggled up next to them!

Freedom and Jeff

Freedom and I have been together 11 years this summer. She came in as a baby in 1998 with two broken wings. Her left wing doesn’t open all the way even after surgery, it was broken in 4 places. She’s my baby.

When Freedom came in she could not stand and both wings were broken. She was emaciated and covered in lice. We made the decision to give her a chance at life, so I took her to the vet’s office. From then on, I was always around her. We had her in a huge dog carrier with the top off, and it was loaded up with shredded newspaper for her to lay in. I used to sit and talk to her, urging her to live, to fight; and she would lay there looking at me with those big brown eyes. We also had to tube feed her for weeks.

This went on for 4-6 weeks, and by then she still couldn’t stand. It got to the point where the decision was made to euthanize her if she couldn’t stand in a week. You know you don’t want to cross that line between torture and rehab, and it looked like death was winning. She was going to be put down that Friday, and I was supposed to come in on that Thursday afternoon. I didn’t want to go to the center that Thursday, because I couldn’t bear the thought of her being euthanized; but I went anyway, and when I walked in everyone was grinning from ear to ear. I went immediately back to her cage; and there she was, standing on her own, a big beautiful eagle. She was ready to live. I was just about in tears by then. That was a very good day.

We knew she could never fly, so the director asked me to glove train her. I got her used to the glove, and then to jesses, and we started doing education programs for schools in western Washington . We wound up in the newspapers, radio (believe it or not) and some TV. Miracle Pets even did a show about us.

In the spring of 2000, I was diagnosed with non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma. I had stage 3, which is not good (one major organ plus everywhere), so I wound up doing 8 months of chemo. Lost the hair – the whole bit. I missed a lot of work. When I felt good enough, I would go to Survey and take Freedom out for walks. Freedom would also come to me in my dreams and help me fight the cancer. This happened time and time again.

Fast forward to November 2000

the day after Thanksgiving, I went in for my last checkup. I was told that if the cancer was not all gone after 8 rounds of chemo, then my last option was a stem cell transplant. Anyway, they did the tests; and I had to come back Monday for the results. I went in Monday, and I was told that all the cancer was gone.

So the first thing I did was get up to Survey and take the big girl out for a walk. It was misty and cold. I went to her flight and jessed her up, and we went out front to the top of the hill. I hadn’t said a word to Freedom, but somehow she knew. She looked at me and wrapped both her wings around me to where I could feel them pressing in on my back (I was engulfed in eagle wings), and she touched my nose with her beak and stared into my eyes, and we just stood there like that for I don’t know how long . That was a magic moment. We have been soul mates ever since she came in. This is a very special bird.

On a side note: I have had people who were sick come up to us when we are out, and Freedom has some kind of hold on them. I once had a guy who was terminal come up to us and I let him hold her. His knees just about buckled and he swore he could feel her power course through his body. I have so many stories like that..

I never forget the honor I have of being so close to such a magnificent spirit as Freedom.

Hope you enjoyed this!

Cancer is a strange cell. You can go along for years in remission and then one day it pops its head up again. If you ever have it you will never be free of it.

A SMALL REQUEST…

  A small request…..Just one line

All you are asked to do is keep this circulating. Even if it’s only to one more person. In memory of anyone you know who has been struck down by cancer or is still living with it.

Hang in There!

Rope
Rope (Photo credit: lovestruck.)

11 PEOPLE … ON A ROPE

11 PEOPLE … ON A ROPE Eleven people were hanging on a rope, under a helicopter.

10 men and 1 woman. The rope was not strong enough to carry them all, so they decided that one had to leave, Because otherwise they were all going to fall. They weren’t able to choose that person, until the woman gave a very touching speech.

She said that she would voluntarily let go of the rope, because, as a woman, she was used to giving up everything for her husband and kids or for men in general, and was used to always making sacrifices with little in return.

As soon as she finished her speech, all the men started clapping . . … . . .

 

No changes with FB just yet … & Twitter

Mark Zuckerberg, founder and CEO of Facebook
Mark Zuckerberg, founder and CEO of Facebook (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

Well a friend on FB, Robert, has been trying to figure out what & why, asd did another (Hal), but when you try & ask & help via FB, you must sign in to see the comment(s), questions for FB, Help for FB, etc. and as they FB had blocked/locked me out, there was NO way I could see the comments or questions they had trying to help me – let alone the HELP section that FB has …. no way to contact FB because it is locked – they locked me out…so anyway I did give it a valent try again this morning when Robert had tried with a comment/question to try & figure it out … ! Saw the OLD picture that belongs to my OLD (original) account .. said only one photo in one album.
O K ~~~ I’ll bite. Saw my sign in – gave my password a try & low and behold it let me in and had a message for me :::

::::::::

Welcome Back to Facebook

Your account has been reactivated, but it may take a few hours for your content to be fully restored.

::::::::

Can you imagine!  It might be that Suggestion I send them last night after the cell phone verification!  AnyWay … I wrote on Robert’s Wall and maybe he will pass it on .. as I stated to him and to you that want to take no chances.  See I enjoy FB & the friends I’ve met – but somethng has changed with FB and their handling of what is seen.  I’d marked all as ‘Friends‘ because if you did not I would not see anything, even though FB had marked them as ‘friends’ did not mean that they were / yet.  And family – well that is another story.  And if you wanted to see what ANYONE had to share since your last visit – you MUST put them on the FEED.  Otherwise you miss what they share … and if THEY do not have YOU on the FEED list they will never see what YOU (me) Share. Messed Up that is.

So nevertheless, I’ll wait and see, as I’ve not received an e-mail from them .. so pins and needles for now.

Evan Williams and Biz Stone
Evan Williams and Biz Stone (Photo credit: Mathieu Thouvenin)

As for TWITTER, for the time being, I will Tweet & see if they figure out what is going on with my account over there.  There should be no way that MY account should show a ‘REPLY @ / COMMENT @’ with my own name!  All the DM’S I’ve sent shows as
DM’S instead of anyone sending them to me.  Like the Fact that I use TrueTwit to verify … it Tells ME … to verify!  So for now I’ll keep Twitter a ‘few’ more hours or days.

Stay tuned!  In the meantime … or Better YET – keep reading here on my WordPress Blog!

WordPress logo blue
WordPress logo blue (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

Daddy Cancer – We Needs Prayers

  • Find me on  Twitter and FacceBook……………..

#Daddy had 1st treatment 2day 4 CANCER #Ipilimumab. He did very well 2day-his next treatment – April 18th.#PLEASE pass & pray MY 4DAD who has Melanoma.

 

Thanks!

Words from Me

Well – I’ve got a lot of reading of post to catch up on … but I will get around to it…hopefully soon.

Today marked a milestone for me — ONE YEAR — Not smoking!  I could not be more proud.  Had tried before and never worked – glad this time was a charm … while it was hard, well worth it!

Turned 60 back in February! Yea! I guess.!! Well at least I’m here.

My Cancer is back – but that is OK … My DAD’S cancer is back and that is the one that I’m most worried about.  He will be in a research test study – beginning soon … and I pray that that  will take all the cancer away.  He will be 87 in April 0 and Mom will be 84 in April.

When I found out in December that my cancer was back *( we did not know about dad’s yet)* I started wanting to get health in order (and try before I turned 60) that when it came time for treatment I would know what I would be dealing with!  Well good intentions – right – when Dad picked me up from the Eye Doctor on January 5th and heading home (less then 1/4 mile) someone ran a stop sign and hit us – on driver side – daddy – but OK…..Then on February 4th – just before my Birthday …. went to store (Winn Dixie) … picked up a few things and proceded to LOCK my keys in the trunk!  Called Dad to please bring set of spare keys … and while waiting for him, I FELL and broke my RIGHT wrist in two places . at the wrist and into the thumb!  Still trying to recover from this!  Then March 6th is when we found that Dad cancer back.  I’m still trying to keep things together.

Over the Holidays (or December and into January) – Mothers Sister(s) throught state and one stayed with Mom for awhile – we had fun with them (her) … (remember I live across from my parents) .. One sister pased through … going on a cruise and brought the other sister for a visit…both Mom & that Sister got sick!  Mom’s brother came via his plane a took sister back to NC … then she was able to cone back again … this time Mom and She were NOT SICK!

Then My Dad’s Sister – his only sibling left – died of Cancer… on January 11th.

So — that is just a short re-cap of what I’ve been trying to do and why I’ve not been writing or responding – in December – wanted a break to get things in order with my health … and well as you can see I’m still working on it.

This is hoping that all of you are doing better and having a great 1st quarter of this new year.

I beg .. for prayers .. and hope to be Up & Running again here soon….

UNTIL then … HUGS!

Damn, this is a great country!

Damn, this is a great country

This morning I went to sign my dogs up for welfare.

At first the lady said, “Dogs are not eligible to draw welfare.” So I explained to her that my dogs are mixed in color, unemployed, lazy, can’t speak English and have no clue who their Daddy’s are. They expect me to feed them, provide them with housing and medical care. So she looked in her policy book to see what it takes to qualify. My dogs get their first checks on Friday.

Damn, this is a great country!

 

’24’ Springs Into Action

Jack Bauer

Jack Bauer is going back to work. Twentieth Century Fox has kick-started plans for their film adaptation of 24. After several production delays, the long-awaited movie is finally back on track.

 

Read the NEWS info HERE

 

Jack Bauer

While I get excited and review these pics ….

& hope that one day he will return in a series on TV!

 

Another NEWS Article here….

’24’ Movie Eyes ‘Wolverine’ Writer, April 2012 Start

 

 

Personally – I love Jack – and loved 24!

 

This orphaned baby bat

 is the cutest thing you’ll see all day

 

If you’re eating pancakes right now, don’t even bother pouring on the syrup. This is the sweetest thing you’ll see all day, nay, all week. This is the tale of Lil’ Drac, an orphaned short-tailed fruit bat who was raised by the folks at Bat World Sanctuary. Here’s his biography:

 

His mother was yet another casualty from zoo closures which are occurring across the US. She is a young mother who was stressed from the conditions in which she was kept, combined with the additional trauma of being captured and transferred to a new and unfamiliar environment. Consequently, she abandoned Lil’ Drac after he was born. He was found on the padded floor of the indoor flight enclosure at Bat World Sanctuary, curled up in a little ball.