Old Dog, New Tricks...or...grrrr

(Original post was over on WordPress.)

You can't know what you don't know. I live by those words.

And I also am a firm believer in speaking positive words to people. I think it helps them reach their full potential.

I know that I have been blessed with a lot of people who tell me how smart I am. Today, I think I learned that maybe that isn't such a good thing

And THIS is why...

(I originally posted this on WordPress.)

I had to create a "Health & Politics" slot...with this being an election year there will be many blood pressures rising, mine among them.

We need to be vigilant, ladies and gents, because if we aren't, we will be surviving in a wasteland

Is It Grandma Magic?

(Originally posted over on Wordpress. Copied here so people won't have to join a site just to read my work.)

There is very little that is better in life than being a grandparent. You parents out there have so much to look forward to. It always made my heart ache a little to see my children growing up. 'Empty Nest' syndrome scared me. I'd been a mom so much of my life

Pipe Dreams

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Do you remember when grownups would ask you,
“What do you want to be when you grow up?”
That puts a lot of pressure on some children, those serious little souls who contemplate adult matters at a very young age. Some children look back blankly because

Attention! Calling All Inventors...

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As I sit here, suffering from a summer cold (blechkt! the worst!)

Square Nails and Deck Shoes

In 1963 or so there was an abandoned school house just a few yards from where I lived. Far enough away to be safe from the prying eyes of adults if we were careful, but close enough that we kids had to keep our exuberance under control so as not to be heard. The old yellow schoolhouse was “off limits” to us. We played there a lot, in complete secrecy, when we were children.

It was slated for demolition

An Elephant Tale

Serendipity plays a large role in my life. And on a warm August day several years ago, it entered, stage left, again.

As I stood pumping gas I noticed a large Circus sign

Stomach Flu

After 24 hours of violently expressing every possible fluid from my body via every possible orifice, I was weak and still feverish. I lay abed for two more days. Then, I felt pretty good, though weak, so I got up and made some chicken noodle soup, yes comfort food to a troubled tummy. It stayed put. Eureka! But it took everything I had in me to do that. Back to bed for me.

The next day I felt pretty good, a little stronger. I stripped

Entitlement Attitude

While lying in bed, recovering from a severe flu, it dawned on me that we are responsible for an entire generation of spoiled and lazy young people...and by "we" I mean you. That may sound harsh and judgmental but my kids are grown and highly responsible, gainfully employed, hard working individuals. So, it wasn't me,

Jackson Pollock

While some of his work is very pretty, I find that the chaos of the majority of his work  disturbs my energy field. The one below I find most disturbing of all. Just personal preference I imagine, but...geesh.....
Perhaps I just don't get it, everyone has a different take on what they find artistically pleasing but most of his work is not that for me.
What do you think?

Jackson Pollock

On Getting Older

When I was a child, I had younger siblings, I also had neighbors who hired me to babysit, so I had a vague idea of what parenting was about. There were many surprises, don't get me wrong, but I had the basic concept. Plus there are magazines galore, movies, documentaries, self-help books by the score on parenting and...people talk.

Old age is different. There weren't a lot of books on the process, and very few magazines, and not much in the way of documentation and hey, let's face it, what is out there is scary or boring and who wants to be bothered? I mean, I'm not going to ever get O-L-D anyway, right? Well, I hope to share the truths (at least the ones I know about) here with enough humor that learning will be fun. Because...in this dimension, if we are lucky, we will be old people, and that my friend, is no job for sissies.

So please revisit this section of my blog as I share with you what it means to get old from the perspectives of my friends and I.

Airwolf

Do you remember the TV show Airwolf? It was one of our family favorites with fairly clean language, adventure, clothing, and the star was a flying machine. A parents dream program...something for every age group. With the characters played by the easy-on-the-eyes Jan Michael Vincent and the lovable Ernest Borgnine, it was a pleasing program.

The sound of that state-of-the-art helicopter was absolutely unforgettable...we all loved it. Not so much, however, in real life...

Together Into That Dark Night...

It is with some misgiving that I greet this day. The person taking oath as the president of the United States today does not inspire me with confidence.  Just the opposite; I've heard him say things