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I’ve been occupied this past several days, and the time seems to just slide away so that I suddenly realize it’s getting dark outside – and where did that time go anyway? This morning we have a white world that came to visit overnight, but now it’s misty out there and the weather talkers say it’s to rain later today. By tonight, we could very well have a slushy world out there. It’s a good day to stay inside, and share my world
What do you value most in a friendship? I’m with Cee here – Trust is crucial. Without it, how can there be a friendship? Trust and honesty.
Do you prefer eating the frosting of the cake or the cupcake first? Do you prefer a specific flavor? I’m not really a frosting person. I will eat a cream cheese frosting or a whipped cream frosting, but regular cake frostings are just too sugary for me. When I bake cakes at home, it’s usually a bundt cake and if there’s any topping at all on it, it would be a light glaze or a light sprinkling of powdered sugar – or maybe sugar and cinnamon, depending on the cake.
Have you ever been in a submarine? If you haven’t, would you want to? Yes, but only while it was docked at a pier in San Francisco. I don’t think I could deal with the enclosed feeling of a submarine for very long – I need windows and light. Oh yeah, there was the submarine in Aruba that the Artistic One and I went on to see what we could see swimming in the seas – but it was completely sided with windows and was small, not a serious submarine at all.
If 100 people your age were chosen at random, how many do you think you’d find leading a more satisfying life than yours? Not many, I think. Of course, what is satisfying is a relative term, but I have enough of everything – except maybe money. More of that would be nice. I have my friends and family, I have my hobbies, my home, my furry girls, the time to indulge myself in my interests, and enough ability to create some things that I’m happy with. My kids – hard to call them that now because they are not kids at all – come home for Christmas and a summer visit, sometimes take me interesting places – who could ask for anything more?
Optional Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up? I am grateful that I had a fairly successful time at the local Christmas Bazaar. I was first a bit disappointed, but realized that not many of the people who had tables there sold very much – apparently, people were more interested in looking than buying. I did sell enough to put a little extra cash in my pockets, I did come away with a special order, and I came away with an arrangement to have some of my pieces on consignment at Perrin’s Past and Present, and have gotten another special order through them. Who could ask for anything more?
It’s a day of more teasing from Mother Nature – we woke up to a light covering of that cold white stuff, which has mostly melted off now, and she teases us by letting the sun shine through every now and then. Then she takes us back to gray skies. It seems like a really good time to sit at the computer and share my world with all of you, courtesy of Cee.
Do you prefer eating foods with nuts or no nuts? I like nuts, so with nuts. Except the last batch of chocolate chip cookies I made were without nuts. Because I forgot. Yeah, my rememberer is broken, but my forgetter works just fine, so those things happen from time to time.
If someone made a movie of your life would it be a drama, a comedy, a romantic-comedy, action film, or science fiction? Maybe a dramedy – although my life is not especially interesting, so I don’t know why on earth anyone would want to make a movie of it. Definitely it would not be an action film.
Who talks real sense to you? My kids sometimes. My friends sometimes. Even me, sometimes. After I realize I’ve just climbed out onto a limb and there’s nowhere to go. I’m slow, but eventually I do figure it out and tell myself to stop being so whatever it is I’m being.
Do you have a favorite board game? Back in the day I used to play board games, and when my grandkids were still very young and came to visit, we would play Clue and Monopoly and some other boardless games.
Optional Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up? I am grateful for the warmish weather we’ve had, friends to share Thanksgiving with, waking up each morning. I am looking forward to getting closer to the time my kids will arrive for the holidays, having quiet time at home, spending time with friends. I am looking forward (sort of) to the Christmas Bazaar coming up on Saturday, at which I will offer some of my alcohol ink arts for sale.
I wanted to share with you today photos of my yesterday afternoon visitors – six does and 1 buck Mule Deer. My photo editor and my computer have opted not so communicate, however, and I don’t especially feel like arbitrating their disagreement just now, so this post shall remain photo-less. Instead, I’ll wish you all enough.
This post was not planned, but resulted from the direction my mind wandered as I was cleaning up the mess I made when I cooked a spaghetti dinner for me yesterday, washing the pots and pans and dishes that I do not put in the dishwasher. Doing dishes is a good time for thinking – I guess most housework is a good time for thinking, because it doesn’t require a whole lot of concentration.
This morning’s thoughts were prompted from divergent opinions expressed by people I care about on the topic of the athletes kneeling during the national anthem, and the subsequent posts that appeared on Facebook as a result. The specific post compared the salaries of the armed forces that fight for our freedoms, and professional athletes in this country – we all know who is underpaid in this country, and it’s not just the military personnel, but that’s not what I want to talk about today.
In trying to fully reconcile my feelings about this action (because my feelings are mixed):
I confess to finding this action disconcerting, and am not sure whether it’s appropriate for the cause they are supporting. BUT, is it truly disrespectful of our flag, of our country, or is it celebrating the freedoms we have in this country – the freedom to speak about things we care about, to demonstrate our support of causes that matter to us? And really, what do salaries have to do with it anyway? I recognize that professional athletes have chosen short-term careers, but I also recognize that most of them go on to positions that pay very well once they reach the age, or their body reaches its limits, and I do not disagree that their salaries are excessive. But so are the salaries of many of the CEOs of corporations and many organizations, and so are the salaries of celebrities. The military, the men who put their lives on the line, are not compensated as they should be. Okay, we all agree on that. Or at least I think most of us agree on that. But how does that relate to kneeling in support of their cause? At least that action is non-violent.
Are we overly sensitive to slights, imagined or otherwise, these days? Do we look for ways to be offended? Could we be more generous, like we are with the uncle who tells the same stories every holiday, or the codger who grumps about everything? The people we know that elicit a response of “well, that’s just Henry, you know”, and then we go on with our lives without being overly offended? Annoyed, maybe, but not protest-volume offended.
I don’t know. I really don’t know. What I do know is that I’m weary of all the anger, the vitriol, the inability to accept differences of opinion. I’m weary of our apparent inability to recognize that most of us have enough, to appreciate what we have – including the freedom to express our differing beliefs. If we want to get upset, why don’t we get upset about the inequalities in this country, and then act upon our feelings. Maybe that’s what those athletes are doing. At least some of them are also putting some of their money where their mouth is.
I love this country. I do not love everything about this country though, anymore than I love everything about the people I love. Live with it.
I was nominated – what? a week ago? – by Lg at Gobblefunk Words to post a quote a day for three days. Finally, with many interruptions, I am prepared to fulfill this challenge with my third quote.
“As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them.” John F. Kennedy
This quote seemed especially appropriate for this time of year, with the day that is set aside specifically to be thankful arriving tomorrow. Perhaps, if we learn to live by our words of appreciation for those things that we are most thankful for, we will remember to be thankful every day, regardless of what’s going on in our lives. It is, after all, the difficult times that strengthen us, and for that we ought to be grateful.
Today, tomorrow, and every day thereafter, it is my intent to appreciate my life – my family, my friends, the roof over my head, the change of seasons. It is my intent to make at least one “joyful noise” each day.
To each of you, I wish you a year of giving thanks for your enough.
Day 2, with a 2-day interruption. Kind of how I’ve been doing things lately. I was challenged by LG of Gobblefunk Words to participate in the 3 Quote Challenge, so here I am.
“Very little is needed to make a happy life; it is all within yourself, in your way of thinking.” Marcus Aurelius
Marcus really hit the mark with this quote, but it’s something I believe we forget far too often. We spend time dwelling on misfortunes, slights – real or imagined – things that didn’t go the way we wished – and we blame it on timing, something someone else did, lack of luck, so many things. One of the sayings I dislike the most is “if I didn’t have bad luck, I wouldn’t have any at all”. Oh my! “If only my parents had taught me. . .” “If I had been given a chance. . .”
It has taken me a number of years to finally begin to learn to accept and appreciate what I have, to view many past experiences in my life as a learning process, to know that for those things that didn’t go the way I wanted I have gained something. Not to say I have learned the lesson perfectly – far from it. I am human, I am imperfect, but I’m also more content now than I have ever been, more able to see the positive, more able to think in a positive manner.
However – having said all of this, as we make our way into winter and the snow begins to fall and the cold sets in – I still reserve the right to complain about that winter, to be unhappy about that winter, to wish it would be a much shorter season. I also reserve the right to be unhappy about housework, yard work, other things I really don’t want to do. That unhappiness will be, I acknowledge, in my way of thinking.
This is where I’m supposed to nominate three other people to participate in the 3 Quote Challenge, something I am so very poor at doing. So compromise, between me and the rules – I will nominate one other person, and if you are not that person but wish to participate, please do! Today I nominate Suzicate, because she so often shares wise words and perfect quotes.
I wish for each of you, enough. Happy thinking. Good days. A wonderful Thanksgiving, for those of you who celebrate it.
I have been challenged by LG of Gobblefunk Words to participate in the 3 Quote Challenge, posting and writing about a quote that impresses me each day for three days, then tagging 3 people to do the same. I am terrible about tagging, but I will do my best – although, since tomorrow (Saturday here) I will be leaving the house fairly early in the morning, I may not make those 3 days truly consecutive.
In any case, here’s today’s quote:
“Today I choose life. Every morning when I wake up I can choose joy, happiness, negativity, pain… To feel the freedom that comes from being able to continue to make mistakes and choices – today I choose to feel life, not to deny my humanity but embrace it.” Kevyn Aucoin
Everyday I choose life. Everyday I need to remind myself that how that day goes depends largely on my choices – what I choose to feel, what I choose to be, what I choose to do. My choices are my choices, the results cannot be blamed on anyone else.
I am able to remember this most of the time. Yet, there are choices I made in my younger years that, looking back, were not the best. Usually the choices that disturb me are those that I think were not the best for my children when they were young. Those are the choices I regret. I must remind myself – frequently, fervently – that those choices are done now, they were made, they were survived, they were learning experiences. What is past cannot be changed, so castigating myself now helps no one and makes no difference whatsoever.
There were not so many of them, actually, so why do I harbor them? Why do I keep reminding myself of them? Really? I mean, I really am not a stupid person, I think, so what’s the deal? I will continue to make mistakes and choices. I need to remind myself to embrace my humanity, not deny it.
How about you? Are you letting things from long ago eat at you? Don’t. Don’t do as I do, do as I say.
When these times come, I need to sit back and stare at the Milky Way – as a reminder of how small all of those things really are.
Painting based on a photo by Heather of Snap Happy Gal Photography