There was a time that I might have been a little aggravated about sleeping past the regular getup time but those days are long gone. Now I'm able to see some blessings that have always been there but I guess were taken for granted. It is a great blessing to be given another day no matter what time it starts. How can so many of us not realize the greatness of retaining enough mobility to rise and face the new day with only a few pains and aches to groan past. Even if the mobility isn't, there is enough joy to find in the mind to still be classified as one of the truly great and wonderful blessings that none of us could live without. 

If a person took the time to really think only about all the blessings received they wouldn't be able to do it in their lifetime. And I'm not going to say that if that was all a person ever thought of he probably wouldn't live long anyway. The multi-million thoughts that one has everyday, some are what puts food in their mouths and possible happiness in their minds... This note could go on and on too but it won't because some new thoughts have made themselves known and the possibility of something more exciting than this can't be very hard to happen.
Q: As people age, do they sleep more soundly? A: Yes, but usually in the afternoon.

1/24/11

Not a lot new going on around here. Well, I guess we do have quite a bit of new carbon dioxide being made. Now, as well as while I slept, my lungs continued to suck in oxygen and blow out new carbon dioxide into the environment. In every twenty four hour period of regular living, a person sucks and blows on an average, more than 28,800 times. Most without any effort or thought. Amazing isn't it. I'm thinking about it now and I'm just as thankful as I can be for all the friends and relatives out there who are still sucking and blowing. A few of them are like me and have the ability to blow way more than they suck. Even typing can be a form of blowing, or so I've been told.

We're all still taking it in and blowing it out, doing our part in helping the trees grow. To show us their thankfulness they return the favor by kicking back to us new oxygen. It seems everything runs in a cycle of some sort.

The average adult at rest inhales and exhales something like about one-fourth of a cubic foot of air per minute. That totals around 2,800 cubic feet in a day.
The air that is inhaled is about 20-percent oxygen, unless you're in or near a nasty city, and the air that is exhaled is about 15-percent oxygen, so about 5-percent of the volume of air is consumed in each breath and converted to carbon dioxide. Therefore, a human being uses about 150 cubic feet of pure oxygen per day.

It’s a simple and indisputable Fact that Oxygen is necessary to sustain a Healthy life! Clinical studies show that a human being can live for days without water, and weeks without food but without Oxygen biological death begins to occur within three minutes. Oxygen is the miraculous element that permits life to exist and flourish on earth!

You do know that trees grow twice as fast in or very near a nasty city? I guess there is a lot more people sucking and blowing there. Lots of automobiles and the like contribute too, I suspect.

I don't know where I got all this stuff so don't know who or what to credit. I doubt that has caused anyone too worry much?

No snow yesterday despite the forecast and warnings. The forecasters 80% chance of snow used the other 20% of his forecast that he didn't mention. Does that mean, tho he didn't mention it, that his forecast was correct.

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There is a way that nature speaks, that land speaks. Most of the time we are simply not patient enough, quiet enough, to pay attention to the story.~Linda Hogan

5-4-note

Meanwhile back here in the jungle I'm just sitting around waiting. Not waiting for old age because it already found me a few years back. I'm not really waiting for the Grim Reaper either tho I know he'll be around one of these days to whack my life away with that scary looking scythe he carries. Scratch the, 'one of these days'. I rather hope it will be one of what ever you'd call a day way, way out there in the future.

I am, as I live and breath and thank the Lord for the blessing.

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Enjoy the present hour, be thankful for the past, And neither fear nor wish th' approaches of the last. ~Abraham Cowley

8/16

Hello:

 

It seems that lately my life has been getting more complicated, and I want to thank those of you who are brave enough to still associate with me regardless of what I have become. The following is a recap of my current identity:

 

I was born a white male, which makes me a racist. I am a fiscal and moral conservative, which makes me a fascist. I am heterosexual, which makes me a homophobe. I am non-union, which makes me a traitor to the working class and an ally of big business. I am a Christian, which makes me an infidel. I am older than 65 and retired, which makes me a useless old man. I think and I reason; therefore I doubt much that the main stream media tells me, which makes me a reactionary. I am proud of my heritage and our inclusive American culture, which makes me a xenophobe. I value my safety and that of my family; therefore I appreciate the police, the legal system, and my right to bear arms, which makes me a right-wing extremist. I believe in hard work, fair play, and fair compensation according to each individual's merits, which makes me anti-socialist. I acquired a good education without student loans and no debt at graduation, which makes me some kind of odd underachiever. I believe in the defense and protection of the homeland by all citizens, which makes me a militarist.

 

Newest problem – I'm not sure which bathroom I should use?

4-10-2014

Another great day has slipped right upon us and now it's up to us to make it a something of a day to remember. I fail at that so often! Right now I can't remember exactly what all we did yesterday. I'm sure I enjoyed it anyway. I'm sorry to have stretched the truth there a little but I'd be hard put to tell you what we did Monday.

Isn't it great to wake up with the realization that God has granted you another day? Mornings are just about my favorite time of day. My two favorite happy times are going to bed, I really like that, and getting up. In between that the times are good too, but for some reason it doesn't very often produce near the thrill.

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…a man should say to his soul every morning, "God has given thee twenty-four treasures; take heed lest thou lose anyone of them, for thou wilt not be able to endure the regret that will follow such loss." -Al-Ghazzali

Old

I’ve been carried through to OLD and I thank God for every minute of it.  I have learned many things over the years and still remember a few of them but NEVER are you too old to learn more.

 

One of the things I remember, that younger folks may not know :  A sack can be called a poke, a mule can be called an ass and a poke in the ass is called a goose.

 

Just recently I learned that it can also be called foreplay if you are gay.  GO FIGURE!

After I wake, open my eyes and prior to arising, I blink a few times while the realization that the good Lord has granted me another day soaks into my still muddied mind. While still lying there I say a small prayer with 'THANK YOU GOD' being the hub. After accomplishing the getting up feat I usually feel the need to pause for an addendum to the prayer and ask for His help in enabling my old, over used, overweight, creaky and achy body to carry me thru the fine day that He has seen fit to bless me with. Grunts and groans, partly caused by the bones, will never be what kills me.

Gotta

Have plans to mow today sometime but it may be in the afternoon before on the dew dries off the grass. Thant is okay tho, because it looks like I'll be spending a good amount of time this morning trying to figure out why this laptop is so slow. Hopefully I can get it back up to speed some way. It is an internal slowdown that doesn't seem to be an on-line problem but on-line does get slow at times too. I'm using a wireless connection on the laptop and suspect there may be another computer slipping in and using it too.

Got to creep along out of here now and seek a cure for the computer ills..... What did we ever do before computers?

Computers are like Old Testament gods; lots of rules and no mercy.Joseph Campbell

A sneeze is for sure a nothing to scoff at. This semi-autonomous, convulsive expulsion of air from the lungs through the nose and mouth can affect your knees when you are walking around with a broken rib.  The knees sometimes fail you and down you go.  That is bad but good too because the pain is extreme and makes you beak out in prayer and there you are in a perfect position to do that..  When the pain passes the next smaller pain comes as you begin the transition  back to your feet.

 

I’m also going to say that I believe under the right circumstances one of those super sneezes by a constipated person with a broken rib could relieve the problem faster than any laxative known to man.

 

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After all is said and done, more is said than done. ~Unknown