Archive | June, 2014

Tuesday Trials, Tribulations and Poor Vision

10 Jun

We read to know we’re not alone.” ― William Nicholson
I’ve often suspected that I am dyslexic, which appears to be more and more evident as the years go by. Perhaps it’s a combination of that and old age. But, I’ve been seeing the weirdest things on billboards, in book stores and on newspaper headlines. Here are a couple examples.

When I was at the book store! I saw this book and could have sworn it said,
“Recycling Projects for the Elvis Genius.” How perfect! Let’s see what the Elvis genius does to recycle!

Today, on the front page of the McKinney Courier-Gazette, I was appalled that the front page had a headline that said, “Perfect Shit.” What’s so perfect about it? Hey, I even had my reading glasses on. It’s not just old age. I really think I’m dyslexic.

The only redeeming part is that I’m very good at the jumble and scramble word puzzles. Everything is always scrambled and jumbled, so I see a lot of possibilities and crazy words. Makes life interesting, doesn’t it?


Monday Montage: A Week in a Peek

10 Jun

“Love is a sliver of sunlight peeking through the darkness; a whisper of hope when all is lost.”
Rochelle Maya Callen, Ashes and Ice
The week certainly flies by, doesn’t it? So much to do, so little time…well, there’s a lot of time. I should say, so much to do…so little I get done. That would be more accurate.

Here’s a week in a peek.


Have a great week, my friends!

Sunday: Acceptance, Understanding, Appreciation

9 Jun

“Love is made up of three unconditional properties in equal measure:

1. Acceptance
2. Understanding
3. Appreciation

Remove any one of the three and the triangle falls apart.

Which, by the way, is something highly inadvisable. Think about it — do you really want to live in a world of only two dimensions?

So, for the love of a triangle, please keep love whole.”
― Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration
McKinney celebrated North Texas Pride Day this afternoon. The threatening clouds and rain disappeared, and the sun heated up the day. Maybe a little too hot, but better than rain. Everyone had a good time.

It was great to see all the support from the community. It was a fun event.





Sizzlin’ Saturday

8 Jun

What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps me in a continual state of inelegance.
Jane Austen
Well, we finally went and did it. All that complaining about our dreadful winter and freezing temps, I knew I’d start complaining about the heat soon enough.

I got up early for a walk, but it was already in the 80’s. I went to a 9:30 Zumba class right afterwards, and by the time I slid my sweaty self into the car at 10:45, I thought I was going to melt. 90’s are not fun…but we’ve only just begun the summer. Wait, it isn’t even officially summer yet.

I spent the afternoon on the Square, and ran into my friend Sherri at Snug. What made this such a cool coincidence is, (excuse the pun) she had recently found an old friend on Facebook and they were getting together after not seeing each other in twenty-five years. I enjoyed having lunch with them and meeting Mary. How cool is that? I know Facebook gets a bad rap sometimes, but, it does have its merits.


After hanging on the Square, I came home and decided to cool off by cleaning out the freezer. Not really a good idea on a warm day, but it was refreshing to handle massive quantities of frozen vegetables, containers of soups, etc. I was cool, but the freezer was churning hard.

So, now I’m just waiting for it to cool off for an evening walk. Well, that ain’t gonna happen. It’s 8 pm and it’s cooled down to 91. I think that’s as good as it’s gonna get. Better get going before dark. Hope you stay cool!


Friday: the Face of Facebook Wisdom

7 Jun

“Wisdom cannot be imparted. Wisdom that a wise man attempts to impart always sounds like foolishness to someone else … Knowledge can be communicated, but not wisdom. One can find it, live it, do wonders through it, but one cannot communicate and teach it.”
― Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha
I think wisdom can be imparted. Everything I ever wanted to know, I learned on Facebook. Not!!! But I thought that was funny. Thought I’d share some words of wisdom and insightful knowledge that my Facebook friends have shared and posted.







Theme Song Thursday: Sometimes Ya Gotta Dance

6 Jun

“And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche
Do you dread exercising? I go to a Zumba class on Tuesday and Thursday, and it is SOOOO much fun. It’s not exercise, it’s dancing for your soul. I like that…dancing for your soul. Even when I’m taking the video, I’m dancing inside. Sometimes ya gotta dance.

Indian Gyal Drupatee & Machel Montano


Are you insane or do you hear the music?

Wednesday Words of Wisdom: Squeezing the Most out of Every Moment

5 Jun

“Inspiration can be found anywhere, even a tube of toothpaste.”
Toni Andrukaitis
I’ve been pushing myself hard lately. But, writing a daily blog encourages me to look closely at everything, everyone, and squeeze every moment out of life. So, the other day, when I tried to squeeze that last teeny-tiny bit of toothpaste from the tube for the umpteenth time, I realized that sometimes you just have to say, “It’s all gone, there ain’t no more, give it up and toss the empty tube in the trash.” Great symbolism-slash-metaphor, right? Then, being the crazy person that I am, I ran into the kitchen to get my cell phone and took a picture of afore mentioned toothpaste tube. This is my life in a nut shell, or a nut house, depending on your perspective.


I found this interesting passage while researching:

Power Up Passage© of the Day:
Squeezing The Sponge.
August 16, 2002

In a way, your life is sort of like a great big sponge. Just like a sponge loaded with water, your life is loaded with fun and excitement and plenty of good times. In order to get the water out of the sponge, you have to squeeze it out. Likewise, in order for you to get all of the good out of your life’s adventure, you have to be willing to squeeze the most out of every moment of your life.

When you squeeze and squeeze again, you will squeeze out more good things, good times and good experiences than you ever thought possible. The great thing about life is you can squeeze and squeeze and squeeze some more and your sponge will never run dry. With each and every squeeze, you will discover more fun, more enjoyment and more happiness than you ever imagined was possible.

Life offers us the unfettered freedom to pursue our very best. So why don’t you go ahead and give life a good squeeze? Then make sure you keep squeezing your “sponge” each and every day of your life for the rest of your life. Just like the water logged sponge you kept on squeezing, anything and everything you have ever wanted is now within your grasp. Go head and squeeze and then squeeze some more. Your sponge will never run dry.

The Power Up Passage is brought to you each weekday by The Motivational and Inspirational Corner.

Author: Greg Hickman


Tedious Tasks Tuesday

4 Jun

“The victory of success is half won when one gains the habit of setting goals and achieving them. Even the most tedious chore will become endurable as you parade through each day convinced that every task, no matter how menial or boring, brings you closer to fulfilling your dreams.”
Og Mandino quotes (American Essayist and Psychologist, 1923-1996)
My friend Karen likes to do the majority of her housework on Monday. She calls it “maintenance Monday.” Not to steal her thunder, I ordained my Tuesday as “tedious task Tuesday.” Today was a perfect example. I started my day about 6:30 am, straightened the house, got dressed for Zumba, went to the Y at 8:30 am-9:30, came home and went for a walk. By now, it’s only 11. Time to clean all five bathrooms before showering and off to Sweet Spot Bakery for Tea Time and Tunes at noon. (Are you exhausted yet?)

Spending time with friends on the Square is one of my favorite pastimes. When I got home around 4, I made some lunch and sat outside a while, then decided to tackle the kitchen, living room and dining room floors. Yes, when I get wound up, I can’t stop. I swept, wet mopped the hard wood floors, and dug out the Shark steam mop for the kitchen tile. Now, it’s 8pm.

Well, that makes for a full day, right? Not! I texted my neighbor, Kat, and we went for a late night walk. Now, time to put up my feet and write my blog.

I set my goals and completed many tedious tasks. Thank goodness Tuesday only comes around once a week. I’m tired!



Montage Monday

3 Jun

“It is more fun to talk with someone who doesn’t use long, difficult words but rather short, easy words like “What about lunch?”
― A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh
Or easy words like “What about dinner?” Any words involving food, friends, or fun are good words. Another week flew by. A week in a peek.



Sentimental Sunday: So Many Friends, So Little Time

2 Jun

It’s a most distressing affliction to have a sentimental heart and a skeptical mind.”
― نجيب محفوظ, Sugar Street

I sure can squeeze a whole lot of something into a single Sunday, always starting with 9 o’clock Mass. Two baby girls were being baptized during Mass with the entire congregation welcoming them. Great way to start the morning.

It was a gorgeous day to spend on the Square. I met my friend Karen, (Zumba Karen) at Snug for breakfast, and got my big bear hug from Daniel. Then, I visited with Kathy and Elizabeth at Sweet Spot Bakery. Oh yes, I had to stop in at the Grand Hotel to visit with my young friend, Oscar. He is such a sweet friend…more hugs.

The day was still young. My friend Della had invited me to have dinner at her house. More friend time, more great food. She had also invited Karen (TOTS Karen) and Lynne (motorcycle Lynne). I have so many friends that they have subtitles. What made this evening so special was, these friends came to dinner to spend time with me, to make me laugh, share their thoughts and show their support. Such special moments and awesome friends.

My friend Della is such an amazing cook. She makes everything look and taste fantastic.
It was after 9pm before I arrived home. Twelve hours of zipping around town with church and friends. Then, both my sons called for our weekly wrap up. I need a few more hours in the day…at least on Sunday. It was a good day, a good sentimental Sunday.