What a difference a day makes. Now who ever said that? Today has started out just like yesterday and the day before that and quite a few before those. A day older and deeper in debt could make the days a little different but that is the same everyday too. A very limited income makes for a pretty hard way to get along. The only good thing about being old is the Social Security check every month. It's a good thing they send it direct to the bank because it isn't large enough to stand in line for. I don't mean to complain! It does help us a whole bunch. Every little bit counts. I've learned over the years that when you get a little, enjoy it to the fullest, because it might be some time before any comes around again. That also works with money.
According to Benjamin Franklin we can still be happy and might even be happier because we get so very little. He said, "Money never made a man happy yet, nor will it. There is nothing in its nature to produce happiness. The more a man has, the more he wants. Instead of its filling a vacuum, it makes one. If it satisfies one want, it doubles and trebles that want another way." This quote is another that we'll never be able to disprove so we just accept it and continue worrying on down the road of our lives, hoping that the price for crushed aluminum cans increases before we get another bag ready to sell.
Worry is just about one of the most senseless things that a person can do. I believe in thinking about things but it has got to be in a realistic manner and with an accepting attitude. When you think about it adding negative thoughts, it is called worry. What the hell am I talking about? I'm beginning to worry me!
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A couple is lying in bed. The man says, "I am going to make you the happiest woman in the world." The woman says..... "I'll miss you."
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Sunday, February 28, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
February 24
Whew, Dory made it home just fine and on time. Supposed to land at 8:50 but I went into the airport terminal and read where the plane would be in at 9:02. I was still sitting in the car with Mikey, first in line of about 10 cars at the front door, waiting for a time closer to 9:00 to go inside. Was very pleasantly surprised to see Glenda walk out to the car and 8:50. It really excited Mikey and I to see her coming toward us.
Another exciting moment came about 15 minutes later. While waiting for her I had used the cell phone and to be able to half hear on it I had to take the left hearing amplifier out of my ear. I just stashed it over the sun visor and forgot to put it back into my ear after the call. As Glenda approached I jumped out of the car, took her bag and then stowed it in the trunk and we took off.
About a half mile from where I had parked I remembered the hearing aid and reached up to get the darn thing off the sun visor.............It wasn't there! We promptly pulled over and checked the car out to no avail. I turned around to go back to see if it was near where I had parked and if so at least pick up the pieces. You know if it was there with so many cars it had to have been run over. Can you believe most of the cars were still there, especially the one parked directly behind me. Another can you believe, there lay the hearing aid in the road and still all in one piece.
Properly thankful for so many things yesterday but that was a very special bonus! If it hadn't been so late I woulda shoulda found a place to buy some lottery tickets. May take a chance and pick up a couple today anyway
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"Luck is infatuated with the efficient." - Persian Proverb
Another exciting moment came about 15 minutes later. While waiting for her I had used the cell phone and to be able to half hear on it I had to take the left hearing amplifier out of my ear. I just stashed it over the sun visor and forgot to put it back into my ear after the call. As Glenda approached I jumped out of the car, took her bag and then stowed it in the trunk and we took off.
About a half mile from where I had parked I remembered the hearing aid and reached up to get the darn thing off the sun visor.............It wasn't there! We promptly pulled over and checked the car out to no avail. I turned around to go back to see if it was near where I had parked and if so at least pick up the pieces. You know if it was there with so many cars it had to have been run over. Can you believe most of the cars were still there, especially the one parked directly behind me. Another can you believe, there lay the hearing aid in the road and still all in one piece.
Properly thankful for so many things yesterday but that was a very special bonus! If it hadn't been so late I woulda shoulda found a place to buy some lottery tickets. May take a chance and pick up a couple today anyway
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"Luck is infatuated with the efficient." - Persian Proverb
Saturday, February 13, 2010
February 13
Well, I slept in till 4:30 this morning but I'm still pretty tired. Our 90 year old neighbor fell down his stairs Wednesday but didn't tell anyone until yesterday. The pain got bad enough that he called Mark who took him to the emergency room. He has 3 broken ribs a knot on his head and a bad place on his hand and elbow. Last night around midnight he called for me to come down. He was really in a lot of pain but still refuses to take any pain medication but hurt enough last night to take two aspirins. I sat around with him till 2:00, did a few things for him then came home.
Now in the morning I'll get up very early, like 2:45 a.m.. I need to get Glenda to the Columbia airport by 5:00 a.m. My sister who lives alone in Kerrville, Texas got pneumonia in one lung. She got to feeling so bad that she took Glenda's advise and called an ambulance to take her to the emergency room. The thoughts are that she will be released from the hospital Monday but she's still too weak to care for herself so Glenda is flying down to help her out.
It's supposed to start snowing later tonight and continue through Monday. Just hope it isn't too bad in the morning!
And with that I'll close this very informative note.
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I was so poor growing up ... if I wasn't a boy ...I'd have nothing to play with. Rodney Dangerfield
Now in the morning I'll get up very early, like 2:45 a.m.. I need to get Glenda to the Columbia airport by 5:00 a.m. My sister who lives alone in Kerrville, Texas got pneumonia in one lung. She got to feeling so bad that she took Glenda's advise and called an ambulance to take her to the emergency room. The thoughts are that she will be released from the hospital Monday but she's still too weak to care for herself so Glenda is flying down to help her out.
It's supposed to start snowing later tonight and continue through Monday. Just hope it isn't too bad in the morning!
And with that I'll close this very informative note.
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I was so poor growing up ... if I wasn't a boy ...I'd have nothing to play with. Rodney Dangerfield
Saturday, February 06, 2010
February 06
Time is a dictator and a thief; there is no happy way to circumvent it. There are those who have no thoughts of time or no thoughts about a lot of other things as far as we know but time still affects them. I suppose those folks could still be happy in there somewhere.
Finally, after years of wishing, the neat life of retirement comes to pass but still time won't bow to your new way of life. If anything it becomes a worse enemy as it begins to cause a pain somewhere in your body then slips in more at a couple other places. It begins to blur your eyesight and dim down your hearing as it begins to expend it's pent up vengeance. It has been in the wings waiting to get back at you for all those years when you didn't hardly give it a thought. It is now that you begin to understand it's main objective is to kill you dead! Time is a dictator and a thief; there is no way to circumvent it!
Gotta go! No, not now that way....I hope! Yes, everyone is going to go when their time is up but right now I mean I've gotta go do something else.
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Your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even know you.~Vote but VOTE RE...RE...RE...RESPONSIBLY!
Finally, after years of wishing, the neat life of retirement comes to pass but still time won't bow to your new way of life. If anything it becomes a worse enemy as it begins to cause a pain somewhere in your body then slips in more at a couple other places. It begins to blur your eyesight and dim down your hearing as it begins to expend it's pent up vengeance. It has been in the wings waiting to get back at you for all those years when you didn't hardly give it a thought. It is now that you begin to understand it's main objective is to kill you dead! Time is a dictator and a thief; there is no way to circumvent it!
Gotta go! No, not now that way....I hope! Yes, everyone is going to go when their time is up but right now I mean I've gotta go do something else.
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Your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even know you.~Vote but VOTE RE...RE...RE...RESPONSIBLY!
Thursday, February 04, 2010
February 04
Anyone who takes what I say or type as gospel probably doesn't attend the church of their choice often enough or fails to listen very intently when they are there. I can't explain it, I just type what rolls through.
The following has nothing to do with politics. It is only a ramble of life as I'm seeing it at this time. At this time being, a do nothing, rain/snow forecasted, and free space on my mind kind of day. It is subject to change in a minute, tomorrow or maybe waiting till the next free mind space day.
To speak or type a true belief requires a whole lot more effort than I want to put into the typing or talking type tasks. I prefer to lightly tip toe through a few thoughts skimming a few loose ones floating near the surface, put them on the page and go on.
Even should I choose to work out a real and solid opinion, a mulled around, mauled around then finally decided to be stated belief is only good at the moment of it's conception and can be inaccurate as quickly as two seconds after the typing begins or before the first word is uttered. Another dig through the pile would most likely penetrate from a different angle, exposing a completely different batch of influencers. Hence, possibly a much different opinion.
The tendency of all is to accept a personal belief from the first excavation, be it many years old or not, and then not dig around on that subject anymore. New facts and figures be damned. This may lead to an easier and less complicated life but it also disallows growth and is in fact a terrible way to cheat yourself of truth. Nothing is constant but change, so if you refuse to dig around for the newest facts pertaining to an old or any belief you will increase tenfold the chances your belief or opinion will be inaccurate and possibly untrue.
Riding along atop preconceived notions is our lazy way but that ride could very well conceal a better, happier and more fulfilling life. However, like I've said before, "what do I know about anything."
I do think that it would be awfully hard, no matter what the typed words, to respond as one of our very long time friends, a presumably mistaken identity. He typed, "Well, that about says it all...you're an idiot. Goodbye forever." We have heard from him since like his nasty was never sent! Tho still kind of sad, wouldn't you say? Like Alice Walker said, "No person is your friend who demands your silence, or denies your right to grow."
I tell myself that I've got a lot of time but rush and hurry keeps the innards tingling still, after all these years being retired.
Gotta get my three miles in so by. <<<<<<----- this probably would have been better if typed at the top as the first line.
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It is not the possession of truth, but the success which attends the seeking after it, that enriches the seeker and brings happiness to him.~Max Planck
The following has nothing to do with politics. It is only a ramble of life as I'm seeing it at this time. At this time being, a do nothing, rain/snow forecasted, and free space on my mind kind of day. It is subject to change in a minute, tomorrow or maybe waiting till the next free mind space day.
To speak or type a true belief requires a whole lot more effort than I want to put into the typing or talking type tasks. I prefer to lightly tip toe through a few thoughts skimming a few loose ones floating near the surface, put them on the page and go on.
Even should I choose to work out a real and solid opinion, a mulled around, mauled around then finally decided to be stated belief is only good at the moment of it's conception and can be inaccurate as quickly as two seconds after the typing begins or before the first word is uttered. Another dig through the pile would most likely penetrate from a different angle, exposing a completely different batch of influencers. Hence, possibly a much different opinion.
The tendency of all is to accept a personal belief from the first excavation, be it many years old or not, and then not dig around on that subject anymore. New facts and figures be damned. This may lead to an easier and less complicated life but it also disallows growth and is in fact a terrible way to cheat yourself of truth. Nothing is constant but change, so if you refuse to dig around for the newest facts pertaining to an old or any belief you will increase tenfold the chances your belief or opinion will be inaccurate and possibly untrue.
Riding along atop preconceived notions is our lazy way but that ride could very well conceal a better, happier and more fulfilling life. However, like I've said before, "what do I know about anything."
I do think that it would be awfully hard, no matter what the typed words, to respond as one of our very long time friends, a presumably mistaken identity. He typed, "Well, that about says it all...you're an idiot. Goodbye forever." We have heard from him since like his nasty was never sent! Tho still kind of sad, wouldn't you say? Like Alice Walker said, "No person is your friend who demands your silence, or denies your right to grow."
I tell myself that I've got a lot of time but rush and hurry keeps the innards tingling still, after all these years being retired.
Gotta get my three miles in so by. <<<<<<----- this probably would have been better if typed at the top as the first line.
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It is not the possession of truth, but the success which attends the seeking after it, that enriches the seeker and brings happiness to him.~Max Planck
Tuesday, February 02, 2010
February 02
Tomorrow isn't here yet but wasn't today tomorrow yesterday? Oh, that's right tomorrow never comes while today and yesterday keep changing places. Ah, never mind!
Yesterday, as I took the walk, I noticed some foot prints in the snow down to the doctor's place. Just thought they had checked the place out until looking closer noticed their front door standing wide open. So went down to check things out. Some one had checked the place out for sure and I think they checked some things out from there. Discovered their door had been pried and beat open. Walking through and looking around saw all the closet and interior doors standing open as well as many of the drawers in all the chests and cabinets. Also saw an empty TV stand. Closed the door as well as I could and left.
On leaving I noticed foot prints in the snow leading to the Grassmuck's. Following that trail I discovered the garage walk-in door had been subjected to the same treatment as the doctor's door. Further I found the door into the house had been inflected with the same treatment. Walking in and looking around I noticed another empty TV stand.
The foot prints around the Braun place needed a look see I thought so I did. Nothing out of the way as I could see even tho one of the paths was between the Braun house and the Struebbe's. Nothing out of sorts at the Struebbe's either.
Anyway, I talked to the home owners via phone and then called the Morgan County Sheriff Department who sent a couple cars out, (one person in each). Tax money, tax money! Talked with a deputy Anthony Brown. He wanted a written report that should include my birth date and ssn.........go figure.
The two deputies were down there a long time taking picture and such.........I wasn't invited.
The break-ins must have all happen sometime after 10:00 a.m. yesterday, at least my walk around the horn near that time, I didn't notice any foot prints.
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Bankruptcy stared me in the face, but one thought kept me calm; soon I'd be too poor to need an anti-theft alarm.” Gina Rothfels
Yesterday, as I took the walk, I noticed some foot prints in the snow down to the doctor's place. Just thought they had checked the place out until looking closer noticed their front door standing wide open. So went down to check things out. Some one had checked the place out for sure and I think they checked some things out from there. Discovered their door had been pried and beat open. Walking through and looking around saw all the closet and interior doors standing open as well as many of the drawers in all the chests and cabinets. Also saw an empty TV stand. Closed the door as well as I could and left.
On leaving I noticed foot prints in the snow leading to the Grassmuck's. Following that trail I discovered the garage walk-in door had been subjected to the same treatment as the doctor's door. Further I found the door into the house had been inflected with the same treatment. Walking in and looking around I noticed another empty TV stand.
The foot prints around the Braun place needed a look see I thought so I did. Nothing out of the way as I could see even tho one of the paths was between the Braun house and the Struebbe's. Nothing out of sorts at the Struebbe's either.
Anyway, I talked to the home owners via phone and then called the Morgan County Sheriff Department who sent a couple cars out, (one person in each). Tax money, tax money! Talked with a deputy Anthony Brown. He wanted a written report that should include my birth date and ssn.........go figure.
The two deputies were down there a long time taking picture and such.........I wasn't invited.
The break-ins must have all happen sometime after 10:00 a.m. yesterday, at least my walk around the horn near that time, I didn't notice any foot prints.
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Bankruptcy stared me in the face, but one thought kept me calm; soon I'd be too poor to need an anti-theft alarm.” Gina Rothfels
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