very eloquently stated by Zach Wahls
Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
2010-12-01
patience
as i was pouring my last cup of coffee from a french press i was reminded of the priceless value of patience... the best moments of life require patience, resilience, and recognition....
first up on the itunes this morn was 'someday never comes' by ccr..... while we may not remember complete days, we do remember moments.... 'someday' may never come... some moments do --- do you recognize those moments for the nirvana held within?
the first time your baby smiles ... just for you, a lover's embrace that took 30 years to create, hugging a friend, a gorgeous sunset, a breathtaking sunrise, warm silk, that euphoric moment of orgasm.... and most importantly --- grandchildren.
everything precious comes with a price.... sometimes that price is as simple as patience and breathing... taking one day at a time -- recognizing and enjoying the moments of peace and tranquility when they occur... and thanking the Creator for another chance at a new day.
soooo, as i enjoy this last cup of coffee... allowed to steep while i was enjoying the first two cups... i wish for you a smile.... and the opportunity to recognize the moments in your life of contentment and peace --- don't let the world intrude as you truly enjoy each small moment of happiness.
First thing I remember was askin' papa, "Why?", For there were many things I didn't know. And Daddy always smiled; took me by the hand, Sayin', "Someday you'll understand."
Well, I'm here to tell you now each and ev'ry mother's son You better learn it fast; you better learn it young, 'Cause, "Someday" Never Comes."
Well, time and tears went by and I collected dust, For there were many things I didn't know. When Daddy went away, he said, "Try to be a man, And, Someday you'll understand."
And then, one day in April, I wasn't even there, For there were many things I didn't know. A son was born to me; Mama held his hand, Sayin' "Someday you'll understand."
Think it was September, the year I went away, For there were many things I didn't know. And I still see him standing, try'n' to be a man; I said, "Someday you'll understand."
Well, I'm here to tell you now each and ev'ry mother's son You better learn it fast; you better learn it young, 'Cause, "Someday" Never Comes."
2010-06-28
the failure of the greatest generation.. or, was popeye a prophetic depiction?
had a dream last night... about popeye the sailor man.. toot, toot.
this morning it occurred to me... WHOA! talk about life imitating cartoons....
*disclaimer- each generation has some of each--i'm seeing the generations as a whole--if you are offended --fuck yaself and that horse you rode in here on*
i, as most of my boomer generation, grew up watching popeye on the tube... he saw a problem, ate his spinach (however horrible or unpalatable the solution happened to be) and completed the job... in record time.
THAT, dear friends, defined "The Greatest Generation" .... too bad "t-g-g" raised a group of wimpy's ... boomers who would rather "gladly pay you tomorrow, for a hamburger today"... t-g-g gave us doctors that would see you regardless of your ability to pay... they gave us a country that could compete with anyone in the world ... a better life than t-g-g could have dreamed possible ... and the boomer generation squandered all that and MUCH more.
and, what did we raise? what did boomers give the world?
for the most part? brutus and olive oyl... either bully you and take what another earned, or cry "help" and wait to be rescued...
hence, the bail out, the surge of re-habs, invading the clusterfuckistans, even the bp oil spill and southern governors declaring a "day of prayer"
T-G-G gave us our highways and interstate system that no other could rival, public libraries, public utilities, sooooo much... my generation should be ashamed of debating a 4% tax hike while the more wealthy of T-G-G paid up to 90% tax on yearly income... we deserve the shambles we've created.,.. but my grandchildren do NOT.
soooooo, what will the 'sweet pea' generation give us? is there hope for my grandchildren?
day'umn, i hope so... our nation's future depends on them stepping up and becoming the next Greatest Generation.
.
2009-09-29
intervention for internet - 2008 march
weeeelll, it happened....my family has officially gone off the deep end.....
a few evenings ago valorie, our daughter-age 25, walked out on the porch where i was sitting with my laptop and took it from me; following her was my husband, tom, and our son ty,27, along with my 5 year old grandson, gavin.
they all sat down and looked at me....i removed my glasses and blinked back at them ... it was dark and i'd been staring at the computer screen for a bit...
"mom," began ty, "this is an intervention." i immediately reached for my budlight and hugged it to my chest...if they thought i was going to let go of my beer, weeeelll, they were sadly mistaken. tom stopped me, "no honey, it's not the beer." whew, what a relief and i lunged for my djarum's and lighter........ val smiled and said, "you can keep your djarum's also, that's not the problem, either." i bolted out of my rocker and headed for the back door to go inside and grab my meds....i'll be damn if they were taking my ultram ... and paxil and allegra and and celebrex and zanaflex.....oxycontin i gave up on my own...but dammit, taking my ultram is just tooooooo much....this is where i draw the line..............
"MEMA!!!!," gavin shouted as i knocked him to the floor...."you're spending too much time on the computer!!"
oooooohhhhh, so that's the reason for the intervention; my *addiction* to su bothers them ,... hmmmmmm. before i *found* su in december 2007, i was constantly told, "i hear ya mom", "okay, mema, i hear ya," "it's alright honey, i heard ya the first time."
AND NOW, they are telling me i don't TALK TO THEM ENOUGH.......... geeeeezzzz, damn if i do, damn if i don't ; i bet they'd also complain if i tied 'em up and beat 'em with a new rope....
25 jul 2008:
i showed them , i went a whole week without stumbling more than 30 minutes a day [okay wasn't voluntary] .... because my dsl was messed up and i had to go to the library to use internet ... so maybe it wasn't voluntary, but it was a feat of super-human strength and endurance ... by the time i got back online at the house .... the whole family was much happier that i was on the pc once again.
they all sat down and looked at me....i removed my glasses and blinked back at them ... it was dark and i'd been staring at the computer screen for a bit...
"mom," began ty, "this is an intervention." i immediately reached for my budlight and hugged it to my chest...if they thought i was going to let go of my beer, weeeelll, they were sadly mistaken. tom stopped me, "no honey, it's not the beer." whew, what a relief and i lunged for my djarum's and lighter........ val smiled and said, "you can keep your djarum's also, that's not the problem, either." i bolted out of my rocker and headed for the back door to go inside and grab my meds....i'll be damn if they were taking my ultram ... and paxil and allegra and and celebrex and zanaflex.....oxycontin i gave up on my own...but dammit, taking my ultram is just tooooooo much....this is where i draw the line..............
"MEMA!!!!," gavin shouted as i knocked him to the floor...."you're spending too much time on the computer!!"
oooooohhhhh, so that's the reason for the intervention; my *addiction* to su bothers them ,... hmmmmmm. before i *found* su in december 2007, i was constantly told, "i hear ya mom", "okay, mema, i hear ya," "it's alright honey, i heard ya the first time."
AND NOW, they are telling me i don't TALK TO THEM ENOUGH.......... geeeeezzzz, damn if i do, damn if i don't ; i bet they'd also complain if i tied 'em up and beat 'em with a new rope....
25 jul 2008:
i showed them , i went a whole week without stumbling more than 30 minutes a day [okay wasn't voluntary] .... because my dsl was messed up and i had to go to the library to use internet ... so maybe it wasn't voluntary, but it was a feat of super-human strength and endurance ... by the time i got back online at the house .... the whole family was much happier that i was on the pc once again.
2009-09-07
how to train a hubby, ugh, puppy
http://www.petstyle.com/dog/training_article.aspx
follow-up to 11 secrets
does anyone recall the title of an old sandra dee film about newlyweds? well i found it , When a Man Answers little sandra was having trouble adjusting to the fact that the "boyfriend/fiance" , who obeyed every wish as though it were a command, had turned into a "husband", who seemed tone deaf to her tone.
her wise mother gave her a little book, that when followed, would have her partner eating out of her hand once again as a dutiful partner should.
two points stuck in my young mind the first time i saw this training film:
1--positively reward the 'good' behavior you wish to see repeated.
many times all it takes is a scratch behind the ear, or a sweet innocent pat on the head.
2-- when 'bad' behavior occurs--immediately scold offender JUST ONCE for use of the bad behavior; and then completely ignore offender for a short time. [if the offender is ignored for too long, he will seek attention from another trainer]
REPEAT AFTER ME: only scold ONCE, NAGGING IS NOT AN OPTION
you want the trainee to know that when this type of behavior occurs, he will not receive your love and affection.
--the book was "How to Train Your New Puppy"
I have had one husband and many dogs during my 47 years of life.no matter how wonderful and cute they are to begin with, all must be handled with TLC and consistent, proper handling to ensure a lifetime of well-behaved, domestic bliss.
the dogs have always been so much easier to housebreak.
hubby dear, at the tender age of 55, is STILL a work in progress.
follow-up to 11 secrets
does anyone recall the title of an old sandra dee film about newlyweds? well i found it , When a Man Answers little sandra was having trouble adjusting to the fact that the "boyfriend/fiance" , who obeyed every wish as though it were a command, had turned into a "husband", who seemed tone deaf to her tone.
her wise mother gave her a little book, that when followed, would have her partner eating out of her hand once again as a dutiful partner should.
two points stuck in my young mind the first time i saw this training film:
1--positively reward the 'good' behavior you wish to see repeated.
many times all it takes is a scratch behind the ear, or a sweet innocent pat on the head.
2-- when 'bad' behavior occurs--immediately scold offender JUST ONCE for use of the bad behavior; and then completely ignore offender for a short time. [if the offender is ignored for too long, he will seek attention from another trainer]
REPEAT AFTER ME: only scold ONCE, NAGGING IS NOT AN OPTION
you want the trainee to know that when this type of behavior occurs, he will not receive your love and affection.
--the book was "How to Train Your New Puppy"
I have had one husband and many dogs during my 47 years of life.no matter how wonderful and cute they are to begin with, all must be handled with TLC and consistent, proper handling to ensure a lifetime of well-behaved, domestic bliss.
the dogs have always been so much easier to housebreak.
hubby dear, at the tender age of 55, is STILL a work in progress.
2009-07-11
Easter 2009
on the bench, Jaxon & Valorie, Gavin on the tricycle ...
standing, left to right, Ty & wife Tiffany, me, & Tom
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)