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Laugh In The Face Of Adversity |
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Many of you know laughter has always been my bailiwick. Well, April is
National Humor Month, so I think we should celebrate profusely and with
great gusto. I don't know why it has been deemed the month to celebrate
humor, it might have something to do with April Fools' Day. Whatever
the reasons it couldn't come at a better time. Everyday the media
reports yet another situation that reeks of doom and gloom. The past
several months my compartment for negative news has been filled to the
top. Oil prices are soaring, political figures are drowning in their
moral crisis, home sales have plummeted, pet food has been recalled,
the Antarctic shelves are slipping into the sea, tournedos are touching
down in major cities, and sick cows are being dragged to the
slaughterhouse.
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Get Over Yourselves and Join the Community |
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The other day I noticed that my local supermarket had a section where you can check out your own groceries. But I like having a clerk do it for me, because it’s fun to talk to someone while they deftly bag my stuff. It is such a relief when I find a gas station that has a person pumping the gas. I don’t want to get out of my car in the freezing weather and try to twist the cap off and end up smelling like an oil field. My credit card never seems to fit into the slot correctly, and I end up trying to jam it in, which simply leaves me twitching. Whatever happened to the guys who pumped the gas and washed the windows? I loved them. They even looked under the hood to see if everything was OK. Did they all pass away along with Milton Berle?
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Well, we have officially entered into spring. It doesn't feel like it
yet but there are definite signs. I see green trying to poke it's way
through the earth in my garden, the birds are definitely revving up,
and the sun feels warmer. |
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Well Valentines Day has come and gone. Many indiviudals eagerly awaited the magic of romance to visit their homes along with the cards and big hearts filled with chocolates.
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Let’s All Be Grateful, but Try Doing It In Writing |
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As we enter 2008, the usual plethora of articles have started showing up about New Years' resolutions. More often than not they focus on health, relationships, finances or success. They are precipitated by good intentions but often end up discarded because of a variety of reasons.
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Lighten up, all you holiday bashers |
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Ho, ho, ho - ’tis the season to be jolly! Oops, I just made a faux pas. Ho, ho, ho is politically incorrect, according to some folks masquerading as the Christmas police in Sydney, Australia. Evidently, they believe the traditional greeting might sound like a phrase that refers to a woman selling her wares.
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Wonderful memories last a lifetime |
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A lot of movies lately seem to be about magical kingdoms and other-worldly scenarios. Most of us love a mystical story with a happy ending. The ogre gets killed or skulks away with his tail between his legs, or he has an epiphany and becomes tender and caring. We all need to believe on some level that good will triumph over evil. We leave the theater uplifted and feeling ‘‘all’s well that ends well.’’
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Maybe we need a holiday from holidays for a while |
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Every year, I feel as though holidays are getting closer and closer and my ability to handle them is becoming less and less.
At times, I find myself wishing we could have a sabbatical from holidays for a year or two. My guilt response regarding these thoughts was running rampant until I overheard other people expressing the same desire. That led me to ask some friends how they felt about the holidays, and practically all said they felt overwhelmed and stressed.
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Too often we get trapped in routines |
 In this often too-busy world, it’s easy to become deadened
to the unique and different. Yet the universe is constantly re-creating itself.
Stars die and new ones emerge. The wind is soft and caressing or it’s fierce
and relentless. Clouds form myriad patterns.
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Women’s underwear: The tool of torturers and sadists |
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I’m really beginning to hate underwear! As I’ve gotten older, my body seems to be saying, ‘‘Please, let’s just wear a muumuu with nothing underneath.’’ I have searched far and wide for underpants that don’t ride up or grab me and hold on like a vise.
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