The Perfect Job

We had Chinese for dinner. I like the fortune cookies that are always included. Tend to horde them for myself. I read the sentence printed on the little sliver of white paper. I read it a second time. (It's NOT a good sign when you have to do that, ya know?) This was the message: "The face of nature reflects all of life's ups and downs." HUH?? What the heck does THAT mean? I pondered it for a second or two -- another bad sign, the "pondering" thing -- and became totally annoyed. So the little slip was inhumanely crumpled up and tossed in the wastebasket.

I want that job. Writing quotes for fortune cookies. You can stay in your jammies all day long, plop your fuzzy bunny-slippered feet on the desktop, drink your Pepsi, listen to great music and make up all kinds of esoteric junk. AND GET PAID!!!!!!!! I should have told my parents I wanted to major in journalism in college. Think of how proud they would have been to have a daughter whose insightful wisdoms would have been known throughout the civilized world. Every continent. Every country. Plus "job security". Maybe I should make a career change now. I am confident I could do very well. Very well indeed. Hmmmm. Maybe I should ponder that a bit.....

Pandora.com

My son introduced me to this website and I am telling you it makes me happy. Well, that was sure easy you're saying to yourself right now (Yes, I can hear all of you expressing your opinions and rolling your eyes at my expression of simplistic harmony.) And speaking of harmony.....you will hear loads of it on this website.

All right, what Pandora provides you is the ability to construct your own play lists (aka "radio stations") of artists who have similar musical styles. I have nine stations now and enjoy every one. You will type in an artist--say.....Faith Hill--and along with Faith you will hear Martina McBride, and Carrie Underwood and Keith Urban. Perhaps you are a Sarah Brightman fan. Then along with her you would enjoy Josh Groban, Michael Crawford, Enya, etc. Add a gospel group, some jazz favorite, a little John Mayer or Bon Jovi. You even have editing abilities to delete a song selection!

The best part? Just minimize the screen after you log on and you have this fabulous personal ambiance surrounding your space while you make dinner, cuddle with your dog , check your email or .... write your blog!!

PS Have you notice the time that is published with each entry? There seems to be a 4 hour lag time. But I have to tell you that it really is 4:05AM as I'm tapping this old keyboard. Hey, I had a lot of work to do so I was determined to stay up and finish the pile. My reward?? I should say it's the "satisfaction of completing my tasks" but in reality I told myself I got to write my Wednesday entry. Hmmm...some chocolate probably would have done the trick as well....

Composing Your "REMEMBER" List

Ok, so we all have "To Do" lists and we are constantly adding to the "Places I Want to Go" list and there's the "Books I Want to Read/Movies I Want to See" list and don't forget the "Things to Pack for Vacation" list (which of course works in reverse and becomes the "Things Not to Forget" list for the trip home). OH! And I have a "Gift" list which has morphed into a bulging file folder filled with ideas for family and friends.

But my personal favorite...and most important in my humble opinion....is my REMEMBER list. These are the essentials to never forget in my future. Number One: NEVER impose your taste on others. I know you, too, have been in situations when you have received one or two or ten(!) themed gifts that the giver seems to truly believe you need/should have/want. An example?? How about the Christmas ornament you open from your Aunt Helen every year with some sort of Elvis theme because she heard the last few words of a conversation where you said, ".....like Elvis." What she doesn't realize is that you were saying, "Hey, look!!!! Doesn't this potato's shape look like Elvis?" And after you received the first five you decided that you didn't have the heart to hurt poor Aunt Helen's feelings so after your family has a good laugh at this year's choice you toss it in the trash. Good thing the aunt lives in East Overshoe, Montana, and never comes to visit at the holidays so there never has to be an embarrassing "I can't wait to see your tree covered in all those glorious ornaments I have so lovingly sent you" moments. (Yep, that's what we all strive for at the holidays....NO STRESS. NO GUILT.

Number Two is to stay close to my son and his family-to-be. (Whenever-that-happens. No-rush.)
Number Three is not to be a nuisance but let them know we are available to babysit so we can have time with the kids and give my son and his wife alone-time.
Number Four is to be gracious and a lady.
Number Five is not to be an old crabby fuddy-duddy.
Number Six is to stay current in movies and music and fashion styles. (I don't care if I am 103, I want my great-great grandkids to DEMAND to be around me 'cause I'm so much darn fun!!)

My list will continue to length with sincere intentions. Have I inspired you to start yours?

Wives and Mothers -- You can Relate!!

I have composed a list of all the talents those two roles embody. Try and imagine what a WANT AD would look like or how a RECIPE would read with all of these. (Now all I need to do is write a song --like Anita Renfroe's Mom Song-- that everyone could smile to!!)

*clock *refreshment stand *entertainment center *first aid station *office/school supply store *cleaning crew *concierge *personal assistant *scheduler *logistics director *handyman *holiday/party planner *cheerleader *volunteer/organizer *dictionary/thesaurus *chauffeur *storyteller *entertainer *nurse *disciplinarian *mentor *24/7 hug and kisser *personal shopper *editor *artist *maid *therapist *muse *teacher *school project coordinator *gardener *bank *chef/baker *calender *trash can *magnet (Here, Mom/Honey, hold this...) *seamstress *travel agent *handyman/toolbox *artist *photographer *banker *shoulder-to-cry-on *"sponge"/listener *mind reader *advocate *office manager *PARTNER to your husband *PARENT for your children

I Love Digitals!

Let's see:
I love my cell phone.
(I love to text on my cell phone.)
I love to use the DVR.
(I love the convenience of watching shows I recorded on the DVR.)
I love my wireless laptop.
(I love surfing the internet's vast resource base on the computer.)
I love to burn CD's.
(I love to listen to them at home and in the car.)

Life is good!!

Roots

Roots are what we are literally handed when we are delivered into this world. Our life threads join the ages-old tapestry that has been woven with all the adventures, successes, risks, tribulations, choices, honor, faith, humor and love from every single member of our family who has gone before. These rich histories are what we cling to. What we claim.

Every single inch of that ancient weaving are the tenacious anchors that hold our collective souls together. There is a vivid and exciting spirit that eternally whispers the message to our souls, "You belong". We can even dare to ask that witness of the past to share the wisdoms learned. In the silence the lessons will be taught. In a quiet moment just settled back and close your eyes....and listen....and feel. Gather all of the strength, charity, graciousness, integrity, intelligence offered. Then stand proudly on the shoulders of those who have led the way and add your colors and textures to the cloth.

My son is in the last remaining days of his teen years. Throughout his life we have instilled the concept of WHO he came from and the STRENGTH those folks exhibited in their lives that now has been passed on to him. The thought that his own decisions and zest and energy are being added to the family tapestry probably hasn't even occurred to him. But when he does grasp that singular truth, he will realize the he has become the next intregal layer for future generations. (....Just maybe he will accept what his wonderful mother constantly reminds him: "You have to be good no matter where you go because you never know who you might run into or who might see you." We ALL know that happens, don't we? And a secret NEVER stays a secret, does it?)

I'm Baa-aack!

First of all, I have really missed not writing my little blurp. I sincerely missed all of YOU. Our mother board got fried while I was in Chicago but now the new personally built computer is up and running. I am thrilled...except for that fact that our internet/phone bundle has not be up for a whole 24 hour period since last Wednesday (UGH!). We are experiencing a lot of "outages in your area" (a direct quote from the folks at TimeWarner who are quite nice whether they be in Wisconsin, Delaware or the Phillipines....Yes, I ask....and know me on a first name basis. NO JOKE.
So since I don't know how much time I have before it bleeps back off again, I just want to give you the best darn song that you are to IMMEDIATELY google and listen to NOW. Type in: anita renfro mom song. Click on the YouTube listing and be prepared to laugh, nod your head in agreement, hear your own self in her lyrics and have your email list at the ready to forward this onto. Weren't you listening??? What are you waiting for??!? GO!!