Thursday, November 25, 2010
I'm thinking about Thanksgiving this year and Thanksgivings past. Some things remain the same, some things have changed. Last year my oldest son was living in a dorm room, now he's home. Last year was the first year without my mother and of course that cast a shadow on this holiday. Last year I had no job, no steady source of income, this year I do.
We lose things, we lose people. We gain things, we gain new friends. (Sometimes we gain some weight.) It's the ebb and flow of life, year after year. And so it's time to once again remember to give thanks for all the good things we do have in life. I think we humans too often focus on the things we don't have.
I'm thankful for my husband and kids, my sisters and their families. I'm thankful for the parents I once had, who are no longer with us, who raised me and taught me good values. I see parts of them in myself from time to time when I suddenly make a statement they made in the past. Oh they're still here really, living on in their four daughters. My mother's silverware is lovingly placed beside my china on our dining room table. My father's bedroom bureau now holds my youngest son's clothes and treasures.
We'll make new memories every year as we go forward. It's my table and my traditions now and I know my children are watching what I do and say, and down the road they'll remember all the things I did to make their holiday special and memorable.
Ah, just smell that turkey!
Sunday, November 14, 2010
My question is this: If an article, story or novel is edited quite a bit, does it still rightfully belong to the person who created it to begin with? Do you still want your name on it?
What do you think?
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Which got me thinking about the music I do like. The other day as I flipped the TV channels I caught a piece of song, a beautiful song sung by what sounded like James Taylor. The only lyrics I caught were "our town", so I immediately googled the words and found a Youtube video from the Pixar animated film Cars with James Taylor singing.
Good lyrics and a beautiful melody. I was impressed. I miss songs like that. I grew up in a time when there were some great songwriters. Some of them are still around today. But some of today's songwriters could learn a thing or two from the masters.
I don't buy many CDs or download many songs these days. Yes, I turn to the classics and my old favorites most of the time.
Good God, I think maybe I'm turning into my mother!
Sunday, October 3, 2010
I took a short break in September, but more posts will be forthcoming in October.
I was job-hunting and dealing with other issues during the past few weeks. I also participated in a short film for my son's Filmmaking class in college. He needed someone to play the monster. My daughter stepped in to play the cop after another actor dropped out. The whole filmmaking process was quite interesting, but very time-consuming. I understand much better now what is involved in setting up the shots. Actors need to very patient while the director is working on the lighting, camera angles, and other factors such as cars and people not wanted in the scene. It's not easy to get everything right. The first evening we ran into technical difficulties, it got dark in the park, and the park rangers told us we had to leave. Oh well. We returned the following evening to finish up.
I thought my son did a great job for his first short film. Three minutes goes by fast, but not when you're filming. Lots of footage got cut, but that's what film editing is all about. He dubbed in some sound effects and scary music which helped create a scary atmosphere.
All of my three kids are pursuing their passions--film directing, music directing, and coincidentally writing and art, my two interests. I wouldn't have it any other way. When skeptics and naysayers argue: "Oh, those aren't good fields to go into for jobs", I blow them a mental raspberries. Life is short. My parents were stuck in jobs they hated for most of their lives and it wasn't until they were retired that they actually, finally fulfilled their lifelong passions.
Monday, August 9, 2010
So what do people do about their dental problems when they have no dental insurance and no extra money to pay a dentist bill?
What boggles my mind is the fact that you can go to a hospital if you have a medical emergency, and as far as I know, you can't be turned away if you have no insurance. They'll take care of you, treat your ailment, and then send you a bill and how you pay that bill--well, that's to be determined down the road.
But what about a dental emergency? The way I look at it is simple. Everybody has teeth. At some point, every person will need to see a dentist. Sure, we're told to see a dentist twice a year for check-ups and cleanings, but if you don't and develop a cavity, need root canal, etc., then what?
Not everyone will have a medical emergency, not everyone will visit a doctor, not everyone will need to take advantage of their health insurance, if they have it, but most everyone will need to visit a dentist.
So the way I see it we need a radical new plan. We need emergency dental care facilities that are open every day, even on weekends. And some provisions for those who can't afford a hefty dental bill. No one should be turned away because they can't come up with the money at the time of service.
Monday, August 2, 2010
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
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Tuesday, June 29, 2010
1. When I was younger, still in school, I wanted to be an artist. I used to draw all the time.
2. My first cousin was a member of a band from the 70's called The Ozark Mountain Daredevils. They had a top ten song called Jackie Blue.
3. I have never traveled on a plane.
4. I never learned to swim.
5. I can sing like Cher.
6. I know how to play the piano.
7. My father taught me how to play the guitar when I was a teenager.
Friday, June 18, 2010
I'm still keeping this blog, but today I'm starting up a new one.
It's called A Daily Dose of Comfort, and the plan is to start each day with an inspirational quote to keep readers feeling upbeat and positive. For years I wrote greeting card sentiments and only recently I've started getting back to that market. I truly feel we need motivation and inspiration these days to stay on the right track and keep going forward.
So, this blog, It Bloggles The Mind, will be a place for me to speak my mind on current events, happenings, and what's new in my world; my new blog will be a place for you to stop by if you need some words of encouragement and inspiration. And of course, you can leave a comment if you want!
The blog address is: http://adailydoseofcomfort.blogspot.com/
Friday, June 11, 2010
So far I have a Jefferey Deaver novel waiting on my night table, The Lovely Bones (to be reread), and I believe there are a few other novels unopened in my bookcase.
So how about you? What will you be reading this summer?
Saturday, June 5, 2010
One of my sisters has a recurring dream of life in the future for herself and her 3 sisters. In her dream we're all sharing a house as The Golden Girls did, and apparently all of the guys have died off. She relates to us how nice this life is, how we're all helping each other, having fun, and just as she did when we were kids my youngest sister is still being sent off to the store to buy us food and drinks. We laugh at this, picturing a gray-haired Rose hopping on a bicycle with a basket to go fetch coffees and doughnuts.
That's what I loved about The Golden Girls, how they helped and supported each other in good times and bad. They say women outlive men, so it's quite possible for this scenario to occur. As I grow closer to the golden years, it's scary to envision life down the road, but somehow a little less scary thinking I might share those years with the three women I love most.
>No nursing homes for us! We're all gonna be fun-loving, peppy, live life to the fullest golden girls!
Sunday, May 30, 2010
The neighborhood grocery store has been a godsend for my family, open from 6 am until 12 midnight, seven days a week. Oh, we've visited other stores and restaurants as well, but this particular store is 3 minutes away by car. Yes, I've timed it. When my husband and I were house-hunting 13 years ago, I had a checklist which included nearby stores. There HAD to be stores close enough to walk to. Back then we only had one car which my husband drove to work every day, leaving me car-less. I remember that hot August when we moved in, walking my three kids over to their new school for registration. Yes, walking them there. I don't know how many miles away it was, but it would take about 10 minutes to drive there. But since I had no car, we walked in that awful heat.
Most of the inconveniences I've faced in life pale when compared to this current crisis. I would love to take a shower, but I can only take a sponge bath. (we're having 80 degree weather here) I would love to cook real meals on the stove, but that would mean having to wash dishes and I can't do that. I would love to use my own bathroom instead of public restrooms, but flushing the toilet would create a disaster down cellar. I would love to wash clothing in my own washing machine instead of running to the laundromat, but that would create a flood all over my cellar floor.
The things we take for granted are the things I will cherish as soon as my situation improves and life is back to normal.
In our time we have luxuries we take for granted--electricity, indoor plumbing, heat, air conditioning, running water, telephones, computers, televisions, etc. Take one thing away and life gets very stressful and throws us off balance.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Well, you see it all started with a tree. A big tree. In our front yard. Not that we knew the tree was the real problem. We thought it was a simple plumbing problem. One day when I went down cellar there was water all over the floor. So I mopped it up. I thought our washing machine had a malfunction. We even unhooked the machine from the wall.
Well, things got really interesting when the toilet backed up. I knew there was more to this little mystery. So we called a plumber. Apparently there was a big clog in the pipes and they proceeded to suck out the clog with this big, heavy machine which almost didn't make it down our cellar stairs. But that didn't totally solve the problem.
What do you mean there is still a problem? They did some investigating and discovered there were tree roots in the sewer pipe in our front yard and under the house. Oh wonderful.
Fast forward to today. Two weeks have gone by and the problem has yet to be resolved. We need a tree guy to chop down the tree immediately, but so far no one has been available. Then we need another guy to do some digging to clean out the pipe. The wait goes on.
So basically my whole family has to clear out of the house for the whole day every day until this situation is over with. We can't flush the toilets and we can't run the water.
I must admit I have learned some things during this crisis. The number one thing, I suppose, is just how much water we use on a daily basis. Too much! Water for showering, water for dishes, water for washing hands, water for laundry, and most important, water for flushing the toilet!
You don't know just how much you value indoor plumbing until you don't have it anymore. We have had to become very creative. I bought a big plastic basin we can fill with water to wash up. Then we dump the dirty water outside. My sister was called upon recently to allow my son to take a much-needed shower. (He only takes one about once a week anyway.) Today I washed my long hair using this new basin and a large cup. A strange way to do it, but it worked. I also bought three or four boxes of wet ones for freshening up, hand-washing.
Since I cannot wash dishes at this time (this part I actually love!), I've had to purchase easy-to-fix foods which do not require pots and pans. I have paper plates and cups at the ready.
The toilet issue is the toughest one to deal with. Five people who need to go. I have scoured the neighborhood for accessible bathrooms, open long hours. We have a library, a grocery store, a Dunkin Donuts, and a Target pretty close by. If people notice me zooming down the street in my car, you can bet I'm headed for a bathroom!
A tree guy is supposed to be chopping down the tree tomorrow or Friday! When he came by to check out the tree yesterday I told him how urgent the situation has become. When he said he would do it this week, I must admit I almost kissed him.
I'm still at the library only it's one day since I began this post. This is my home away from home now.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Thursday, May 6, 2010
So today I'd like to go down memory lane--24 years to be exact. On May 4th, a Sunday afternoon, I was lying on my bed all alone in the apartment. My husband was at work; normally he'd be home, but he was filling in for someone else that day. I was nine months pregnant with our first child and experiencing a few twinges and odd feelings I'd never felt before. I really wished my husband was home so I could run my symptoms by him and see what he thought. Could I be going into labor? Or was it just that spicy pizza coming back to haunt me? Or was it really nothing at all?
Well, it wasn't nothing at all. My water broke and that set everything into motion. My husband was now home, running around looking for the doctor's phone number. He found it, called and was told all three of the doctors I'd been seeing for the past nine months were out of town! WHAT? Oh, don't worry, there is a doctor covering for the group.
Yeah. Sure. But I don't know this doctor! And he doesn't know me. I'm supposed to feel comfortable and relaxed with a doctor I don't even know delivering my baby?
Well, what could I do? I went to the hospital and had my first baby, a little boy. It was a wonderful experience. I had natural childbirth, no drugs. My husband served as my labor coach and did a great job. He even outlasted the student nurse who fled the room at one gory point. I still wonder today if she ever became a nurse or if the birthing of my baby scarred her for life and she wound up flipping hamburgers for a living.
That little bundle of joy is now 24 years old (as of yesterday) and graduating from college in a few weeks. He is a multi-talented, creative, sensitive, intelligent young man who has made me proud since the moment he came bursting into this world.
I hope he will be very successful in his chosen career. (And maybe so successful he can send his dad and me on a nice trip to Hawaii!)
Monday, May 3, 2010
So take some time to find the child in you today. What made you laugh? What silly things did you do in the past? What silly songs did you sing?
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Friday, April 9, 2010
Along the highway the signs of Spring were beckoning to us. Trees with budding leaves lined up along the left and right, in various shades of red, brown and green. Once we passed the Rhode Island border into Connecticut, farms popped up on the right with cows chewing grass on the sunshiny afternoon.
When we arrived at the street which housed the hotel, we noted a familiar trend we'd just left behind in Rhode Island. And what might that be? Why, road construction, that's what. They were tearing up the street as evidenced by orange cones, men with hard hats, trucks and so forth. One person was holding up a SLOW sign. I commented to my husband, "I wonder how long he has to stand there and hold up that sign?" An hour? Two? All afternoon?
The water was sparkling beside the S & P Oyster House Restaurant, across the street from our hotel. People were strolling across the drawbridge and along the sidewalks. There was a peaceful, easygoing feeling here replacing the everyday stress and rush rush rush feeling I'd left at home.
When we took a drive along some of the roads in Mystic, I noted the stone walls and lovely flowers in bloom. I wish I'd been able to photograph them, but since I left my camera behind--well, just wasn't able to do so.
It was wonderful getting away from the all too familiar, same old, same oldness of day to day life. A change of scenery can be so helpful to the mind and body.
But on the third day, our time was up, and we had to pack up the car and head back home.
While I love getting away and seeing new and different places, I find I must agree with Dorothy who once stated so aptly:
There's no place like home.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
It's a beautiful day here, we're right on the water, the sun is shining and we're just about to go for lunch.
I couldn't ask for a nicer day.
I didn't sleep much last night--too noisy outside. It reminds me of my trip to New York City--the city that never sleeps.
Unfortunately I forgot my camera so when I go back to Rhode Island I'll have to post some descriptive photos.
Have a nice day and I'll talk to you later!
Monday, April 5, 2010
spring when the world is mud-
luscious the little
whistles far and wee
and eddieandbill come
running from marbles and
piracies and it's
when the world is puddle-wonderful
old balloonman whistles
far and wee
and bettyandisbel come dancing
from hop-scotch and jump-rope and
by e. e. cummings
This is one of my favorite poems about Spring. Any thoughts about the poem? What images come into your mind? I think it sums up the season very nicely.
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
As you have probably surmised, it is raining here. How depressing. I really need to hop in the car and go to the store but I just can't summon the energy or motivation to get out of my chair. I am typing away here to keep myself awake. When I look out the window, all I see is torrential rainfall.
There are those who maintain, "Well, better rain than snow!" I suppose that's true. But when I awake to rain in the morning, the rest of the day just doesn't seem to matter. I can't get motivated and inspired.
In a little while, I'll force myself to go out the door and do those errands. Right now I think I'm going to practice the piano. I now have four lessons under my belt so I know something, even if it's only a little something. I can find middle C. I know the names of all of the white keys. I can play a few notes of Beethoven's Ode to Joy. I know what a half note looks like. And a quarter note. And a rest. But I have miles to go before I sleep. (or master the piano, anyway)
So how about you? Do you do your best work when it's sunny? Or does sunshine make you want to skip work and go lie on a beach somewhere?
Friday, March 26, 2010
Since I had a hard time choosing the winner, I asked my son to help me out. He has a great sense of humor. We liked them all but there was one that made us laugh the loudest.
Congrats to Matt at Pensive Sarcasm for his caption!
Kathy: "I am sooo going to eat her cake, too."
Rose: "I'm smashing her cake in her face if she goes for mine."
If you knew my sister, Rose, she probably WOULD say/think something like that! She is a tough cookie.
So, Matt, go to my profile and click on my email to let me know which book you choose and where to send it.
Thanks again, everyone, for playing!
Thursday, March 25, 2010
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Thursday, March 11, 2010
I decided to borrow an idea from a fellow blogger.
Monday, March 8, 2010
The sun has returned! If you take a look out the window you'd swear it's Spring already. But it's not. Quite. The outside thermometer is reading about 67 degrees. I'll take it.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
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Thursday, February 11, 2010
Winter is upon us in the northeast. Yesterday was a "snow day", with a blizzard predicted, but not much happened. Those weather guys blew it.
I decided to take a walk and snap some winter photos. There's not much of interest to photograph in winter. The trees are stripped naked and look lonely and empty. I did glimpse some frozen lakes with a touch of snow covering them. And just about everywhere squirrels bounced from tree to tree or scurried across my path in search of food or whatever squirrels do. I captured one or two on my camera.
I hope these photos will paint a picture for you of winter in my corner of the world.
Friday, February 5, 2010
I've been trying to teach myself how to play the piano. I have a keyboard, so I figured how hard could it be?
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Well, you get the idea.
Not too interesting, is it? No, it's not. I wonder why anyone would think such daily rituals are fascinating enough to share with readers. If you want to keep a diary, buy one of those lovely little cloth books with blank pages, tuck it in your top drawer and write in it at your leisure.
But blogging? Let's have something meaty! Writing, current events, politics, pop culture, fashion, cooking--the list is endless. I think people need something to chew on.
So today's topic to chew on is new technology and how it might be making us all dumber. Why do I say that? Well, because I think people rely on modern gadgets so much now they can scarcely function without them. For example, let's take clocks and watches. When I was learning how to tell time (back in the caveman days), we used a round object with numbers on it. My kids, on the other hand, can't seem to fathom how that works. "What does quarter of three mean?" They need to see 2:45 on a digital clock to understand quarter of three. No thinking is required with a digital wonder. It is what it is.
Then there are calculators. My kids grew up using them in math class. Instead of figuring out math problems on paper, step by step, they simply whipped out the trusty calculator. My husband is always amazed that they can't do simple adding and subtracting mentally.
Now let's take GPS systems. Lots of people are installing them in their vehicles these days. Sure does make getting places easier, right? I won't argue that point. But recently, as I sat in the passenger seat while my daughter drove us to the movie theater, I had to laugh at the "woman" guiding us to our location. Sitting between us was this little device SPEAKING each turn, each direction along the way. While my daughter and I tried to have a conversation, the mechanical passenger kept interrupting with street names, route numbers and highway exits. It sure does take all the thinking out of trying to figure out where you are, doesn't it? It made me think of the old days when cowboys and Indians had only the sun, moon and stars to guide them.
So, that's my theory. Technology seems great, but we'll pay a steep price for it in the end.
We're all gonna get dumber.