And more about why I hate people!
I don’t know why people do this. And, of course, this isn’t the ONLY tragic event in recent race relations….far from it. I just lighted on this one because it’s so close to home, I live about 60 miles from Austin.
This, and other similar events; school shootings, bombings all over the world, cars driven into crowds…..they make me wonder why we’re even still here? What’s the point?
THE OLD DENTED, RUSTY BUCKET
OUR HOUSE WAS DIRECTLY ACROSS THE STREET FROM THE CLINIC ENTRANCE OF JOHNS HOPKINS HOSPITAL IN BALTIMORE. WE LIVED DOWNSTAIRS AND RENTED THE UPSTAIRS ROOMS TO OUT-PATIENTS AT THE CLINIC.
IN THE YEARS HE CAME TO STAY OVERNIGHT WITH US, THERE WAS NEVER A TIME THAT HE DID NOT BRING US FISH OR OYSTERS OR VEGETABLES FROM HIS GARDEN. OTHER TIMES WE RECEIVED PACKAGES IN THE MAIL, ALWAYS BY SPECIAL DELIVERY; FISH AND OYSTERS PACKED IN A BOX OF FRESH YOUNG SPINACH OR KALE, EVERY LEAF CAREFULLY WASHED. KNOWING THAT HE MUST WALK 3 MILES TO MAIL THESE, AND KNOWING HOW LITTLE MONEY HE HAD MADE THE GIFTS DOUBLY PRECIOUS.
SHOW YOUR FRIENDS HOW MUCH YOU CARE. PASS THIS ON, AND BRIGHTEN SOMEONE’S DAY. NOTHING WILL HAPPEN IF YOU DO NOT DECIDE TO PASS IT ALONG. THE ONLY THING THAT WILL HAPPEN IF YOU DO PASS IT ON IS THAT SOMEONE MIGHT SMILE (BECAUSE OF YOU).
I have recently discovered a love for Filofax binders, and planners in general. Printing my own inserts for them, decorating, writing in many colors, stickers, and more. It’s really FUN, but wow……I’ve come to realize that I move from one obsession to the next….seeking something….but never finding it. Or, finding it briefly and then moving on again.
Previous loves include photography, shoes, making candles and soaps, handbags and……shoes. I don’t love the past obsessions any less, but once I’ve moved on, I don’t usually return. Except for the shoes, of course, ’cause c’mon…..SHOES. I’m also a long-time lover of pens and paper….the nicer, the better. Smooth Levenger and Rhodia paper are my favorites, and I’m currently in love with my Lamy fountain pen. Especially since I just put a purple cartridge in it!
What is it that I’m looking for, though? I can’t help wondering what kind of fulfillment I’m missing that I have to fill it with a string of, “currently obsessing over…” items. It seems some deep soul-searching might be in my near future.
Meanwhile…..I’ll be at my desk….doodling in my planners. 🙂
It gets away quickly when you’re not paying attention, doesn’t it?
It’s been a dismal start to the year so far, but I have HIGH hopes for the rest of it…beginning tomorrow. Why? Because it’s Chinese New Year, signifying the beginning of the Year of the Horse. Guess what I am? Yep…..a Horse. 🙂
Not everything I’ve read has agreed that Horses tend to have a good year in the Year of the Horse, but more often than not they fare better than in many non-Horse years. Hopeful, right?
So far, I’ve managed to NOT keep ANY of my New Year’s resolutions. My excuse is that tomorrow actually signals MY “new year,” and so I will become accountable beginning then. Hey – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
How about you? New Year’s resolutions trashed or on track? How has the first month of 2014 treated you? What hopes do you have for the rest of the year?
Thank goodness my mom retains her sense of humor. Actually, in a lot of ways she’s more childlike than ever. Not just because her mental capacity is shrinking, but because her world has much less stress, less anxiety, less worry. Her natural, fun loving, silly self is beginning to show through, a side I’ve rarely seen. I’m enjoying it quite a bit!
Recently, we were in the car going to eat dinner, and talking about her age. She has the normal aches and pains that beset all of us later in life. “After all, you ARE 79, Mom,” I told her. She says, “79?!?” “How old are you?” she asks. I tell her I’m 46. She exclaims again, “46?! You don’t look 46!” “How old do I look?” “47!” 🙂 Ba dum dum.
A thousand comedians are out of work and you wanna be funny. 😉 LOL!