Thursday, February 28, 2013

Not My Most Bright Eyed and Bushy Tailed Moment :)

You know you didn't wake up bright eyed and bushy tailed when you see yourself standing in front of the mirror brushing your teeth and it takes you about 3 seconds to realize the tooth brush is just sitting on your front teeth because YOU have to MANUALLY brush your teeth because you are NOT using your ELECTRIC toothbrush. :)

Saturday, February 23, 2013

Googling your symptoms... (and blog talk below)



Ha ha!  Been there.  That happens when a little bit of medical  knowledge takes me off into an area that has nothing to do with me or the person I'm researching for ...but I don't know enough to know that I don't know ...although, I also do know I don't know and so that helps bring me back from the fear ...a bit.  Although the seed of possibly erroneous ...non applicable knowledge does perplex me a bit ...until I find something or someone knowledgeable (usually a doctor), to clarify it for me. :)

Actually, it happened to me this week, but I can't discuss it because it isn't about me.
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*For readers who follow my posts, be sure to scroll down if I happen to have put up a lot of jokes.  I know I've been remiss in writing compared to how often I wrote in the past, but I do put longer posts up in between the jokes too.  FB - just has so many funny jokes passed around and I like putting them up in this blog too. :)

I've also been so busy and spreading myself too thin and I hope to focus more on writing in this blog in the future and get back to ..hopefully more interesting posts. There are medical stories to be told, little mini series about pets, oh and a phobia I have that I never discussed and more.  Okay ..I wrote more, but will save that too.  :)

Dog Guilt - LOL! :)



Ohhh ...this gets funnier with every dog.  I find the behavior of the 3 together to be especially interesting, and funny and the last one is the best of all.  HILARIOUS!  They are all funny though.

Dog guilt.  They all seem to know what they did wrong.  Yet ...I've also heard dogs have short term memory when it comes to things they did wrong.  But - I wonder if that is true?

Our current dog, Faith certainly had a lot to feel guilty about when she first moved in with us.  She chewed my prescription glasses to pieces, chewed the coffee table in places but not too badly - at lower corners and the worst thing was that she chewed a HUGE hole in the foot rest of the reclining love seat.  Oh and shoes and gloves and garbage and tinkling.  Now ...the only thing she chews are the kids crayons, plastic and wooden toys.  I swear, sometimes I think she thinks the kid's big toy basjet is hers ...just so she can have toys to take out to chew.  After all ...why should she chew her own bones and chew toys?  Where's the excitement in that? ;)

Maybe we humans all have this universal tone in our voices in conjunction with the stare and words "Did you?" being uttered.  I think they must remember something of what they did.

Dogs are GREAT!

Part of the family, for sure.

Enjoy the video.  :)

Friday, February 22, 2013

My *Near* Claim to Fame ;)


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SeaSpray - famous?

Why you ask?

Surely she jests, you say.

Yes ...surely I jest. 

But ...it was fun... the near claim to fame activity.  :)

So ...I called into a radio show that I've recently begun listening to.  Actually, I tried last week, got past the screener and was waiting in the queue of callers, becoming increasingly nervous about what I would say because the topic at hand wasn't something I knew a lot about.  Although, I did have my opinions and so I was prepared to share them, even though I wanted to go in a different direction as a first time caller.  I vacillated between hanging up or doing a Rubio and I did the latter, I drank water to moisten my increasingly dry mouth.  I was on hold for the duration of the show and never did go on.  No big deal because I put the phone on speaker so I could do some cleaning while waiting. 

Nothing better for mild anxiety than keeping busy.  Ha!  Even great anxiety.  I think many women know that some of our best cleaning happens when we are feeling angry at something or someone.  We will C-L-E-A-N-that-stove-and-E-V-E-R-Y-DETAIL-on-it-and-E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G-ELSE-in-our-path-with-L-A-S-E-R-F-O-C-U-S-and-E-X-T-R-E-M-E-E-N-E-R-G-Y-UNTIL IT IS OUT OF OUR SYSTEM.  Fortunately ...or unfortunately ...that doesn't happen that much - I'm just saying.  Actually, I did that the night Mom died.  I was afraid to go to sleep because I was afraid to have the feeling I would have when I woke up.  So I cleaned long after the sun came up that morning.  But ..I digress.  :)

Anyway, I decided to try again last night and the screener asked what I wanted to say, then said "Don't say Hi, just begin talking."  Okay, I said.  But then that was frustrating me because I'm a friendly person and if I can't give a friendly greeting then I'm not me.

What to do?  What to do?

I would've followed instruction, if I hadn't heard a guest before me say hi to him and so that is the way I went as well.

I assumed that the screener said that because of time constraints and fortunately, I can talk rather fast, particularly if I have to.  It was a bit slower paced starting out, but then toward the end because I was trying to fit something in as a preface to get to another point, I basically became a chipmunk. 

Seriously.  Move over Alvin!  :)

I noticed the host spoke faster too at one point.  Funny.  Although not sure if  was before that point or not.

I did lose my train of thought in the beginning a little and so I turned it into a question - which worked.

It's interesting how when the host talks you are cut off which was a good thing so no one heard me say, "but", and the things you say when someone interrupts you - you know that overlap in conversation between two people when both want to make a point.  I said a lot more toward the end ...although didn't get to make the final point, which I know the host will find interesting.  I  was happy to hear he expounded on what I was saying and was pleased with the call and then was still with the same train of thought even after the commercial breaks.  You never know if you'll get yelled at or embarrassed by these hosts sometimes.  And so I am glad he seemed to appreciate the call. :)

I've listened to it since, and certainly there is room for improvement, but it wasn't bad ...especially since it was my first time.  I say first time because I am calling back - to hopefully finish the point and then follow it up with a sincere question. I did call back and told the screener the other thing I wanted to say and would it be alright if I called back sometime and he said sure, call again in a couple of days.  So ..maybe I will try Monday night or I'll wait a bit.  Also, you can't always get through.

So ...why do I care to do this?

It's fun!  :)

And I LOVE talk radio!  I'm addicted I tell you, especially during election season.  Although, I have been backing off a bit and gravitating to music.  And I do enjoy TV, but I tend not to look at TV until later at night because I find that if I watch TV ...everything stops and IWATCHTV and don't do anything else ..except feel more tempted to eat when I don't want to be eating.  Especially since TV watching is at night.

I should learn how to crochet or something to keep my hands busy.

However, I can do so many things when I'm listening to the radio because I'm not grounded to one area, watching a screen.  I also enjoy hearing the caller's opinions and discussions that ensue.  I think talk radio encourages a person to think, to use their imagination and keeps them current on whatever topics they are interested in.   I guess it's a hobby, of sorts.

And ...I definitely do not always agree with the show hosts opinions.  But I do appreciate the provocative discussions on certain shows.  Some will inspire me to research a topic, buy the book being discussed and/or share information with others.


The only negative, is that while I believe it is important to be informed ...I think that when there is so much disturbing news ...I feel frustrated and powerless to effect any change for the better.  Or I feel afraid because of things I view as harmful to myself or others, both in the present and for the future. I do feel that political news shows contain a lot of negativity - that I tend to internalize, which isn't good to do.

On the upside, some hosts also discuss science, literature and history, among other topics. 

I'm grateful to have this other source of information.  Most importantly for me, I can learn things about politics/world events via radio that do not  get reported on television. It often seems that on TV, all the news channels have guests on that spew the same talking points - ad nauseam.  Yes - there are news worthy topics, but they will just be recycled to the point you think your ears will bleed or your living in  your own "Ground Hog day."  Also, a pet peeve of mine is when I know the truth about a story, only to see the facts skewed or omitted altogether.

 We all need to be discerning about the news we take in, considering the sources.  Gather the news from various sources and decide for ourselves.

Anyway ...it was fun to speak with the host last night.  I guess this is my other favorite hobby - along with blogging.  :)

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

6 facts in This World



The joke above has nothing to do with the post - I just liked it.  :)  

The following is something sent to me - author unknown  


1.  You cannot put soap in your eyes.

2.  You cannot count your hair.

3.  You cannot breathe through your nose, with your tongue out.

4.  You did number 3.

5.  When you did number 3, you realized it's possible, but you look like a dog.

6.  You're smiling right now because I fooled you.
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Yes ...I fell for it.  :)

Then I realized ...Oh yes I CAN put soap in my eyes!  Why ...I can put soap in my eyes right now if I want to.  I just don't want to.  And I can too count my hair.  I may never have an accurate answer ...but I'm counting my hair right now, TYPING and I'm sitting here with my tongue out while breathing through my nose.  So there!  Wait ..starting over ..o-n-e ..t-w-o .. t-h-r-e-e- ..f-o- ...  ;)



Sunday, February 17, 2013

Informative, Breaking News Sources

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Right now I'm blogging while listening to investigative reporter (remember them?) Aaron Klein , (one of my favorite and I think informative political radio shows, although he covers a variety of topics), on ABC radio out of NY in my area.  I appreciate that because he also lives in and reports from Israel as well as NYC, he has experiences and a perspective that American reporters do not.   And I greatly appreciate the information he brings to his audience.  Anyway, Aaron will be discussing health care rationing next.   Oh and he interviews terrorists and other guests not usually on the regular news shows.  And now he's talking about the health care.  Here is the link:  http://player.streamtheworld.com/_players/citadel/?sid=826&nid=2920http://player.streamtheworld.com/_players/citadel/?sid=826&nid=2920

 I'm recording it so we can watch sans commercials.

I'm feeling upset ...AGAIN ...hearing what Aaron is saying about health care bill.  He read the whole bill. *sigh* Aaron Klein reports the news the way it used to be reported when the American press just reported facts without their personal bias interfering, either by regurgitating talking points for their beloved party of choice or by withholding important information that could be detrimental to their personal causes.  I mean ..come on ...when you have most of the news channels reporting on Rubio's drinking water in the middle of his rebuttal to the Presidents State of the Union's address  ...instead of the content of his speech, inquiring if this water drinking is the end of his political career ...something is wrong.  Or when Rubio's drinking water gets more press coverage then when the news of Benghazi first broke and four Americans dead ...something is wrong with the reporting.  Or more coverage than Russian fighter jets flying around Guam, only a few hours before the president gave his speech.  Russia is flexing her military muscles - but we don't hear about it do we?  There is so much important news that Americans just do not get on the main news channels.

Now he is talking with John Batchelor, host of the John Batchelor show on 7 nights a week, schedules vary by area. Another show host moved into his 9-11 time slot in our area.  Another one of my favorites.  These shows report the news and have have such interesting discussions.  They do cover the big topics of the week, but they do not use the same format of all the shows you see on FOX, CNN where you keep getting the same stuff fed to you repeatedly.  They do investigative reporting and there is a major difference in show content and/or how it is presented. John's  is another informative show, interviewing people from all around the world, discusses politics, NASA, books ..whatever.  Excellent show!

You will get news on these shows that you do not get or will not get right away on other shows.  Aaron often breaks the news before anyone else.

Anyway ...I prefer listening to radio or watching C-SPAN to gather political information, although I will watch FOX and CNN at times too.  And of course read.  The great thing about radio is you can still do other things while listening instead of being stuck in one place watching TV. 


Aaron Klein is on Sunday nights between 7-9 pm, EST.


His web address:  http://player.streamtheworld.com/_players/citadel/?sid=826&nid=2920

John Batchelor web address: http://johnbatchelorshow.com/schedule/2013/02/16


And while the country was dumbed down ... lulled into a pseudo security ...

Friday, February 15, 2013

DELIGHTFUL!!! :)



What a DELIGHTFUL video this is!  A baby elephant in India is frolicking with sheer delight ...in the ocean ...right where the waves break.  OHMYGOSH!   Oh... if only we could know what this baby elephant is thinking.  I want to jump right in there with him every time I watch it.  How unique is this? He reminds me of how my friend Iris and I used to frolic in the ocean whitewater. :)

I LOVE elephants.  I know they're intelligent and value their family and friends.  Whenever I have been eye to eye with an elephant  ..I have felt sorry for them because they're in captivity and then I wonder just what thought processes are going on as the elephant looked back at me.  Do you ever wonder things like that about animals.

Animals and babies.

I always want to know what they are thinking and how their thought processes work and what language is going through their mind.  I know babies are learning the language they are exposed to ...but at what point do the words take on meaning.

It looks like this baby elephant is smiling.  How CUTE is this?!


Wednesday, February 13, 2013

I can explain it ...

“I can explain it to you, but I can’t comprehend it for you.”  ~ Ed Koch

Funny!  :)

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Will Always Love it



Our firstborn son, J ...stopped by over the weekend to pick something up. I heard him talking to Mr SeaSpray, and then calling out to me, "Mom? Mom?", as he walked through the house looking for me.  We talked a bit and he was off again ...going back home to his family.

Later that night, I reflected back on his calling me mom ...his calling out to me.  It reminded me of when he was a little boy and called me "Mommy." And it reminded me of the infertility tests, the uncertainty ... when I wondered if I would ever conceive a child. And I thought how good God is ...how he answered my prayers and the prayers of the people who prayed over and for me to have a baby ...and how blessed we are because he and his brother are in our lives. And even though he is a man in his early thirties with a family of his own ...how much I just love being called Mom. I know that even when I am 105 and he is 80 ...I will still love hearing him call me mom. :)

And the same for C - When I am 105 and he is 72 ...I will still love hearing, "Mom."

And today ...it just seemed extra special ...warming my heart as I think how I still love the sound of our sons calling us Mom and Dad ..and what a blessing and a privilege it has been that God gave them to us to raise and be in our lives now.

Forever grateful!

Thank you God. :)

Sunday, February 10, 2013

Saturday, February 9, 2013

The Day I Called Poison Control For Myself


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It's been at least 4 years now and DYFS hasn't hunted me down yet and so I guess I'm in the clear now.  ;)  I posted the little pre-Poison Control formula post at least a few years ago and it was supposed to go up just before my poison control post, but I don't recall if I ever actually posted it, as I see that post is still in my drafts. But even if I did ...it's still apropos for this frigid weather.  I was feeling just this way in the shower today ..although circumstances weren't as extreme. Still I just stayed under that hot water and it was so hard to move out of it that I opted not to shave.  I know - TMI.  :)

No heating oil = Frigid House + SeaSpray in shower = SeaSpray trapped in shower  = frigid SeaSpray in frigid bathroom + brain freeze + seemingly terminal goosebumps + rushing = error = SeaSpray + poison control = SeaSpray back in shower = extra frigid distressed SeaSpray + 2 hours post shower = SeaSpray feeling better!

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Warning: Energy/water conservationists look away...look away now


This all happened because we have been having frigid, below zero temperatures at night and the oil in our outside tank is congealing because for the first time since the late 70s, I didn't order a can of HEAT to be added in with the oil delivery last week. I listened to an advertisement that stated their oil had additives in it and I assumed that was enough to protect it during cold weather.

I assumed wrong! Last night the furnace shut off again and the house had gotten very cold. The heating guy said it had been -13 degrees last night and so the house was frigid... except for the family room which has electric heat. (Boy is THAT bill going to be high this month!) I have been talking with this fantastic plumbing  and heating man who has been telling younger son what to do and so the furnace came on... but shut off again and then today... just too cold out. I am trying like heck to avoid the service call which would be expensive. We did add the product yesterday but it evidently wasn't enough. We need to add more but everyone is sold out of it. He said we could add 10 gallons of kerosene. he also had us shine a drop light on the furnace filter and also used a blow dryer. When my husband came home...he did all that, the furnace came on and that is when I jumped in the shower.

But my body was so cold, the house was very cold and so all I could do was stand under the near scalding water (which felt good) to try to get warm... but I was so cold ...I could hardly move... and I was shivering with what felt like terminal goosebumps everywhere. I think the contrast of my cold body against the hot water caused me to feel even colder because I realized how frigidly cold I really was. My hands and feet were like ice and the rest of my skin was cold.

I was a human Popsicle and was surprised my body didn't just melt into a puddle in the tub!

I should've put socks on but instead wore open toed comfy slippers and I didn't layer clothing and what I was wearing wasn't enough. I kept doing "one more thing" and then I was going to dress more warmly. I could've gone into the warm (electric heat) family room but I was doing things at the coldest end of the house. I did take great pleasure in wrapping my hands around a hot mug of coffee. But I didn't really realize just how cold I was until I got nekkid and into the hot shower!

I was tensed up, shivering with what felt like terminal goosebumps... all over!

I have come to these conclusions:

You know your cold when your snow white skin on the places the sun doesn't shine is as pink as sunburn from the hot water cascading down and you think it feels good ... until you scald yourself in other places with the same water.

You know you're cold when you have supposedly terminal goosebumps the entire time you are in the shower when the scalding water flowing down on you and the water you are collecting in the tub along with steam rising up from said water collected in the tub doesn't eradicate the goose bumps but only turns them pink.

You know you are cold in the shower when you're girls stand at attention the entire time you are in the shower...despite the scalding water cascading down on them all that time.

You know you're really cold when you have been in the scalding hot shower for a half an hour and your skin still feels cold, you still have goosebumps

You know you are cold when you try to make both shower heads work at the same time so you can stand under the scalding water and spray yourself simultaneously. (Didn't work. caused both shower heads to go to a dribble)

You know you are cold when you need to shave your legs but refuse to open the curtains to lift leg up on side to shave. And then you decide..no way...just a PTA today (I can't believe my elderly aunt used to say that)...well technically an HPTA -Hair, ahem, ahem and Armpits... just the no frills basics so you can get outta there!!

You know you are cold when you decide that if you don't shave, that Murphy's law may kick in and this could be the night you end up in ED with a kidney stone and unshaven legs and so you shave them while standing, shivering with big goosebumps. You know that shaving this erratically may end up with a psycho tub (blood filled) or at best... you will have stripes or patches of shaved areas.

You know you are cold when when you are so preoccupied with getting warm that you forget where you are shaving and catch yourself shaving a straight line up your derriere , thankfully only on one side and only 2 strips. (Someone please tell me that I will not end up with a hairy shaver width stripe on my left butt cheek!)

You know you are cold when you are still shivering, shaking under the scalding water and you are wondering how to shave under the collected tub water and decide ...no one will notice the hairy little stubble ring cuffs around your lower shin to ankle... but then decide to randomly shave...hit or miss under water anyway...Psycho tub be damned!

You know you are cold when husband opens the door and you scream "Close the door NOW!" and you feel like he committed the unpardonable sin.

You know you are cold when the whole time you are in shower...you don't understand why bathroom is not getting warm from half hour steaming shower (thus far), the girls are still at attention, chest is getting tight from tensing and you still have goosebumps and just then the phone rings and you hear the conversation...then realize... you should not be able to hear the conversation and so you peek through the smallest curtain opening possible and you see the bathroom door wide open, hardly any steam in bathroom because it is going out into the hall and all the frigid air in the unheated house has been continually going into the bathroom and you are wet and so that explains why you couldn't ever get warm and then you holler for your husband to SHUT THE BATHROOM DOOR! ITS FREEZING IN HERE! (Darn it! Is he being passive aggressive?! Oh wait... he didn't shut door tight enough and cat pushed it open!)

You know you are cold when you go to turn the shower off and you can't because your arm wouldn't reach far enough and you only swiped at it. And  then you stare at it and try again and you miss again because you can't bare the thought of the hot water stopping because you will feel a blast of cold air. So you decide you will get out with the water still flowing down on you and exit right into a towel, but you can't muster up the courage to pull the curtains open and stand there rapidly in an audible whisper"youcandothis,youcandothis,youcandothis,youcandothis,ICAN"T!" and continue to huddle under the water.

Then finally with water still on and tub almost filled up for the SECOND time... 1,2,3 GO! Out like a shot, towel on body, towel on head, turn water off and dry really, really FAST! The bathroom was a bit warmer and all steamy but I had been cold for so long... I still felt cold.
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I needed to take my antibiotic eye drop for my left eye. I had been so frantically turbo drying myself like the Road Runner runs, that in my haste ...I opened the medicine cabinet and unwittingly put 2 drops in my right eye.

Now mind you I am only supposed to put one drop in my left eye. This realization came to me simultaneously with my instant awareness that I had not put an antibiotic eye drop in the left eye ...but 2 drops of my Royal Jelly Lift Serum, which is a skin care product that nourishes, smooths, hydrates and tightens the skin... and I was pretty sure that it wasn't meant to tighten my eyeball! No-o-o ...I definitely was not looking for an eyeball lift! Shoot! I instantly began splashing cold water in it and then remembered I had an eyewash and so used an eye cup to rinse...3 times.

I discovered (okay, I already knew) ...I am not beyond experiencing psychosomatic sensations of my eyeball tightening and so decided to do what they did in the ED and took my robe back off (yes I was cold, but fear has a way of overriding that) wrapped a towel around me tilted my head back and emptied almost an entire bottle of the saline wash in my eye. Now...irritated...my eye was bright pink and burning ...although the pink contrast against the blue made my Iris look like a pretty turquoise. (Just looking for the silver lining)

And I could swear my eye felt sticky inside... and I was tearing. 

Now on the one hand I reasoned... it is a skin care product...they must allow for people erroneously getting it in their eyes! But I countered with, "Yeah, but they don't expect people to use it as an EYE dropper and squirt it on their PUPILS!!!"  (I am pretty sure it is things like this that cause companies to write up those ridiculous manual instructions and disclaimers to avoid lawsuits.)

Okay...FINE..I'll call POISON CONTROL! They're always nice down there and won't mind. (I have a frequent flier history with the boys -nothing big, just me being cautious.... although I was getting nervous about giving out my zip code because I thought DYFS might show up at the door)

The Poison Control doc, Noel...was quite nice. I quickly explained that I was so cold and rushing that I had erroneously grabbed the wrong bottle and wrong eye. He didn't have anything for the product and so I read the ingredients and he didn't think it would be a problem. He told me that cold water will redden the eye and I should've used warm water. Then he asked,"Is it burning?" " Yes and tearing", I said. "I hate to tell you this... but because it's burning...you're gonna have to go back into the shower and set the shower on soft and let it rinse out your eye for 5 minutes. I will call you back in a half hour."

At least by now the house was warming up and so was I. I wasn't frigid cold just cold. I was only getting wet on the right side of my body. Even the low water pressure was hurting my eye and I had to keep blinking and it burned. Then I remembered that earlier while so cold in the tub, I had tried to make the water come out of both shower heads and it only trickled. So I did that again but opened it just enough so it would be a soft, gentle spray... yet would really flush it. My husband let me know when the timer went off, but I gave it an extra minute or so because I kept blinking every so often. Then I rinsed my hair again because it was drying in long knots. Got out, dried off, wrapped up in warm robe and went to lie down until he called back.

Noel ...the nice Poison Control doctor called back and I told him it was still burning but must be so irritated and he agreed. I could see alright..just sore. He then told me not to put any drops in my eye and no I couldn't sooth it with a tea bag. (I like to do that) Then we swapped a couple of funny stories and I told him how when the boys were younger I was getting nervous about giving my zip code out to them and he jokingly said "You're the one!" LOL! And he seemed so repulsed at the idea of younger son gnawing on my spiked heel after having walked through the ED and hospital with them the night before than he was when he heard the same son also chewed on the toilet bowl brush. LOL!

Well..that's all I have to say about that.

Oh..one more thing... One night a woman came into the ED because she accidentally squirted Crazy Glue in her eye. She reached for the wrong bottle! I felt sorry for her, but silently wondered, How could she make a mistake like THAT???  I would never do that!"

It goes to show you... don't be so quick to judge and never say never, because you don't know for certain what you will do in some situations. :)

Monday, February 4, 2013

What Do Meatballs, Marilyn Monroe and a Megalosaurus Have in Common?


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My SeaSpray post, of course.  ;)

I was at a crossroads yesterday.

Perplexed.

Torn.

What to do?

What to do?

A crossroads I tell you ...perplexed ...and torn.

So there I was ...

vacillating ...

between...

meatballs ...or meatloaf?

Meatballs ...or meatloaf?

Carnivore that Mr SeaSpray is ...either would've been fine with him so long as it involved the "M" word.

No ...

not mittens ...

not monkeys ...

or ...

Marilyn Monroe ...well ..maybe Marilyn.

No ...

not marabous...

not manatees...

or ...

a megalosaurus ...well ...maybe a megalosaurus.

Not even maracas, music or even a mazurka (Polish national dance in triple time)


 Well ...maybe ...if Marilyn was in the mazurka ...next to the megalosaurus.

No martinis, no mangos ...no ...not even macaroons.

No way ...no how ...no, no, NO ...MACAROONS!


After all, I ask you ...what other "M" word could be so important to a carnivore?

Why MEAT of course!

Again I pondered ...meatballs or meatloaf ?

Meatballs-meatloaf?

Meatballs-meatloaf?

So ...
I made chili!
 
A B-I-G pot of chili with all the fixins

'Twas a manly meal  ... perfect for the Super Bowl. :)

By the way, even if Mr SeaSpray decided he wanted to wear mittens while sipping martinis and munching mangos next to monkeys, marabou, manatees and a megalosaurus watching Marilyn in a mazurka with NO macaroons ...in our kitchen ...an obviously moot scenario because of course we'd have to renovate to a bit larger kitchen ...of course.  Besides why put ideas into Mr SeaSpray's head  ...I'm just saying.

So ...SHHHHH!

 MUM'S the word!  :)


Sunday, February 3, 2013

Why I'm Cheering for the Baltimore Ravens



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This is a personal post about why I am cheering for the Baltimore Ravens ...especially Michael Oher.

First let me say that I'm not an avid football fan.  I tend to watch the highlights.  But I do love seeing the guys enjoy it and cooking something for them.  I love the sound of football when fall rolls around. And I will watch when the exciting things happen in a game.

But today ...I am very much looking forward to watching the entire game.  Why you ask?

 Michael Oher's story resonates deep within me and I think he and the Touhy family are truly inspirational people.

The movie "The Blind Side",  is about him being rescued by a white family, adopted out of a difficult life in the projects.  He had already decided he didn't want to hang out with the wrong people and he had tremendous faith in God.  He also worked very hard both academically and in football. However, I just read an article in which he said the only thing he didn't like about the movie was that it portrayed him as not knowing anything about football, when in reality he did play it and worked hard at it.

 I think the movie touches me in an extra special way, because I know what it is like to be rescued from difficult circumstances and taken in to someone's home so that you can have a better life.  I've written about it in here before.   My aunt and uncle opened their home up to me when I was 14. Mom wasn't able to afford to keep me at that time (we went through extremely challenging times the last couple of yrs) and so I was sent up here - admittedly against my will.  I cried and prayed every night to go back home.  *Thankfully there are some prayers God says no to.*  Mom was a good mom who sacrificed in love ...not rejection ...as I had thought back then. But I didn't realize it until I became a mom myself.  (I said that in her eulogy) And my aunt and uncle opened their home up, giving me stability in my life and guided me with great love ...and PATIENCE. I did have a knack for causing my uncle's vein to pulsate ...the one that pulsates in a man's jaw line when they get tense.  :)  I know the feeling of deep down ...feeling you don't really belong and rejection ...the kind that penetrates the soul beyond words. I knew they loved me and wanted me, but I still had that I didn't belong feeling.  I never told anyone at the time.  Especially,  since I never saw my father again from when I was 6/he didn't care. Both grandparents mom and I lived with died when I was 9 and then 10 and so there was a lot of loss as a young girl. *It was my faith in God, that I had embraced when I was 9 yrs old in a retired school teacher's living room Bible study ...that I know, that I know, that I know is what kept me from going in bad directions, because God knows I had plenty of opportunity at the shore. (I spoke about that in mom's eulogy too and expressed gratitude that she encouraged me to go to Sunday school and the Bible study - because those Christian seeds were planted early, took root and my faith is one of the *greatest gifts I've been given - for so many reasons.) 

Anyway, my point here is that I most definitely identify with his story.  I remember how he was in awe of his bedroom and the gratitude he had.  Even though I was hurting ...I remember the gratitude and so many things that run through your mind when someone takes you in.  So, even tho different circumstances - his story speaks to my heart.  And  I think it is great that he goes to schools to encourage children to choose the right path letting them know they can achieve good things too.  And I think it helps because they know he understands because he lived through what some of them have to ..and they see he turned out well.  What a terrific and compassionate role model he is!

 I also like what he said to the interviewer when asked what he thought about the racial divide in this country.  Michael commented, "It's not about black and white."  Then he went on to talk about the Tuohy family (white) who reached out to him. AMEN to what he said about the racial divide.  We have too much of that being encouraged in our society now.  Good for him!

And so ...that is why I will be especially happy to see him successful in the game and if the Ravens win.  Wouldn't that be an awesome followup story to the film. 

That being said ...may the best team win.  Go RAVENS!!!  :)

Here is a link to a great interview with Michael Oher:  This is a personal post about why I am cheering for the Baltimore Ravens ...especially Michael Oher. (I'm not an avid football fan.  I tend to watch the highlights.  But I do love seeing the guys enjoy it and cooking something for them.  I love the sound of football when fall rolls around. And I will watch when the exciting things happen in a game) Michael Oher's story resonates deep within me and I think he and the Touhy family are truly inspirational people.

The movie the Blind Side - about him being rescued by a white family, adopted out of a difficult life in the projects.  He had already decided he didn't want to hang out with the wrong people and he had tremendous faith in God.  He also worked very hard both academically and in football. I did just read the only thing he didn't like about the movie was that it portrayed him as not knowing anything about football, when in reality he did play it and worked hard at it.

 I think the movie touches me in an extra special way, because I know what it is like to be rescued from difficult circumstances and taken in, given a better life. My aunt and uncle opened their home up to me when I was 14. Mom wasn't able to afford to keep me at that time (we went through extremely challenging times the last couple of yrs) and so I was sent up here - admittedly against my will.  I cried and prayed every night to go back home.  *Thankfully there are some prayers God says no to.*  Mom was a good mom who sacrificed in love ...not rejection ...as I thought back then. But I didn't realize it until I became a mom myself.  (I said that in her eulogy) And my aunt and uncle opened their home up, giving me stability in my life and guided me with great love ...and PATIENCE. I did have a knack for causing my uncle's vein to pulsate ...the one that pulsates in a man's jaw line when they get tense.  :)  I know the feeling of deep down ...feeling you don't really belong and rejection ...the kind that penetrates the soul beyond words. I knew they loved me and wanted me, but I still had that I didn't belong feeling.  I never told anyone at the time.  Especially,  since I never saw my father again from when I was 6/he didn't care. Both grandparents mom and I lived with died when I was 0 and then 10 and so there was a lot of loss as a young girl. *It was my faith in God, that I had embraced when I was 9 yrs old in a retired school teacher's living room Bible study ...that I know, that I know, that I know is what kept me from going in bad directions, because God knows I had plenty of opportunity at the shore. (I spoke about that in mom's eulogy too and expressed gratitude that she encouraged me to go to Sunday school and the Bible study - because those Christian seeds were planted early, took root and my faith is one of the *greatest gifts I've been given - for so many reasons.) 

Anyway, my point here is that I most definitely identify with his story.  I remember how he was in awe of his bedroom and the gratitude he had.  Even though I was hurting ...I remember the gratitude and so many things that run through your mind when someone takes you in.  So, even tho different circumstances - his story speaks to my heart.  And  I think it is great that he goes to schools to encourage children to choose the right path letting them know they can achieve good things too.  And I think it helps because they know he understands because he lived through what some of them have to ..and they see he turned out well.  What a terrific and compassionate tole model he is!   I also like what he said to the interviewer when asked what he thought about the racial divide in this country.  Michael commented, "It's not about black and white."  Then he went on to talk about the Tuohy family (white) who reached out to him. AMEN to what he said about the racial divide.  We have too much of that being encouraged in our society now.  Good for him!

And so ...that is why I will be especially happy to see him successful in the game and if the Ravens win.  Wouldn't that be an awesome followup story to the film. 

That being said ...may the best team win.  Go RAVENS!!!  :)

Here is a link to a great interview with Michael Oher: This is a personal post about why I am cheering for the Baltimore Ravens ...especially Michael Oher. (I'm not an avid football fan.  I tend to watch the highlights.  But I do love seeing the guys enjoy it and cooking something for them.  I love the sound of football when fall rolls around. And I will watch when the exciting things happen in a game) Michael Oher's story resonates deep within me and I think he and the Touhy family are truly inspirational people.

The movie the Blind Side - about him being rescued by a white family, adopted out of a difficult life in the projects.  He had already decided he didn't want to hang out with the wrong people and he had tremendous faith in God.  He also worked very hard both academically and in football. I did just read the only thing he didn't like about the movie was that it portrayed him as not knowing anything about football, when in reality he did play it and worked hard at it.

 I think the movie touches me in an extra special way, because I know what it is like to be rescued from difficult circumstances and taken in, given a better life. My aunt and uncle opened their home up to me when I was 14. Mom wasn't able to afford to keep me at that time (we went through extremely challenging times the last couple of yrs) and so I was sent up here - admittedly against my will.  I cried and prayed every night to go back home.  *Thankfully there are some prayers God says no to.*  Mom was a good mom who sacrificed in love ...not rejection ...as I thought back then. But I didn't realize it until I became a mom myself.  (I said that in her eulogy) And my aunt and uncle opened their home up, giving me stability in my life and guided me with great love ...and PATIENCE. I did have a knack for causing my uncle's vein to pulsate ...the one that pulsates in a man's jaw line when they get tense.  :)  I know the feeling of deep down ...feeling you don't really belong and rejection ...the kind that penetrates the soul beyond words. I knew they loved me and wanted me, but I still had that I didn't belong feeling.  I never told anyone at the time.  Especially,  since I never saw my father again from when I was 6/he didn't care. Both grandparents mom and I lived with died when I was 0 and then 10 and so there was a lot of loss as a young girl. *It was my faith in God, that I had embraced when I was 9 yrs old in a retired school teacher's living room Bible study ...that I know, that I know, that I know is what kept me from going in bad directions, because God knows I had plenty of opportunity at the shore. (I spoke about that in mom's eulogy too and expressed gratitude that she encouraged me to go to Sunday school and the Bible study - because those Christian seeds were planted early, took root and my faith is one of the *greatest gifts I've been given - for so many reasons.) 

Anyway, my point here is that I most definitely identify with his story.  I remember how he was in awe of his bedroom and the gratitude he had.  Even though I was hurting ...I remember the gratitude and so many things that run through your mind when someone takes you in.  So, even tho different circumstances - his story speaks to my heart.  And  I think it is great that he goes to schools to encourage children to choose the right path letting them know they can achieve good things too.  And I think it helps because they know he understands because he lived through what some of them have to ..and they see he turned out well.  What a terrific and compassionate tole model he is!   I also like what he said to the interviewer when asked what he thought about the racial divide in this country.  Michael commented, "It's not about black and white."  Then he went on to talk about the Tuohy family (white) who reached out to him. AMEN to what he said about the racial divide.  We have too much of that being encouraged in our society now.  Good for him!

And so ...that is why I will be especially happy to see him successful in the game and if the Ravens win.  Wouldn't that be an awesome followup story to the film. 

That being said ...may the best team win.  Go RAVENS!!!  :)

Here is the link for a great interview with Michael Oher:  http://video.foxnews.com/v/2137112207001/beyond-the-dream-baltimore-ravens-michael-oher/?playlist_id=161660http://video.foxnews.com/v/2137112207001/beyond-the-dream-baltimore-ravens-michael-oher/?playlist_id=161660