Okay, how many of you knew that this is National Talk Like a Pirate Day? Of course it will be too late to practice that by the time you read this, since I have a habit of writing my blog right around midnight. Sorry about that, but I pack my days full and leave FaceBook and the blog for after my brain goes to sleep at night.
These pictures of Pirate Caleb were taken in July, but I just got around to making a layout of these sweet boys, taken while Caleb was still encouraging Oliver to stand. He needn't do that anymore. I understand Oliver is running rings around everyone else. He can be still only to sleep. Hmmmm. I wonder where he gets that? Couldn't be that it's been passed down the blood line, could it?
I have to admit that had I not gone to Curves today, I would have missed out on this little bit of information. There, we had to talk like a pirate to get a ticket. Yes, it was a ticket I wanted. Cindy, the owner of our Curves really makes it a fun place to be. There are always puzzles on the chalkboard for us to solve....for tickets. So we exercise our brains as well as our bodies. Every day of the month that curves is open ( all but Sundays and major holidays) she has something we have to wear that day, or do, or say that day to earn a ticket. She hides items around the exercise room for us to find...also for tickets. Each month she gives away four prizes by picking tickets from bags under our preferred prizes. The girls get together frequently for lunch and once a year she has a picnic for all our families at her home. Sometimes we even have weight losing contests.
It is a good place to go to get our minds off the travesties of this life and get a few laughs. We girls have bonded and are thus able to tease each other and just have a really good time before going back to work and back to the disappointments of this life that are handed down to each one of us as a group each day by those in Washington set on destroying our country.
I don't believe in sticking my head in the sand, but it is good to take a break now and then to get away from it all and pull ourselves together again in order to fight the good fight.
Fight thegoodfight of the faith. Take hold of the eternal life to which you were called when you made your good confession in the presence of many witnesses. 1 Timothy 6:12
We need to fight so that some day we can say:
I have fought thegoodfight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. 2 Timothy 4:7
By the way Shiver me timbers. Ahoy Matey. Arrrrgh!
In case you haven't noticed, I'm suffering from burn out at the computer. I've given up Words with Friends, even though I really enjoy it...because it takes too much time. I'm deleting some of my email...same reason. And now, I'm sloughing off the blog...same reason. And there are more reasons I'm failing at blog right now. I'm tired by the time I get around to posting, so I'm not thinking clearly enough to write anything enlightening, or meaningful. My thoughts are all mostly running in the same vein these days and no one is listening...so why say it again and again.
I would really like to say something uplifting and/ or useful , but I'm not qualified now. All I can think about are warnings. Like one I often use. Turn or Burn. Choose to follow God and do his will, or suffer the consequences.
Open God's word and read it. The few 'rules' he gives us are all for our own good.
I love the expressions here. They fit with the journaling I made up. Yes, he did get the 7X7 in July. And yes he did very well with it. But by the end of August, he was ready to go onto the next step...the 8x8. He finally talked his dad out of enough money to buy it. The cheapest I've seen them is $50. That's more than his allowance. lol
Maggie does like her boat rides. But she hasn't had a lot of time this summer. Hopefully next year will not be as rainy, will not be as busy and more that anything else, we will still be free and we will be able to afford the frivolity.
It has been a big day here with Maggie. She came off a fast. After almost completely eating a t bone last night, she ate three portions of dry done food. She had been refusing it day after day. She also endured two brushings...one before her bath and one after. She was actually good in the bath this time...first time ever. She seemed to enjoy the warm water and appreciate being bathed. I was able to dry her without her running through the house splattering water everywhere and particularly drying herself on the sofa and bed as she generally tries to do. Even I was able to remain somewhat dry.
There comes a time when one must admit he or she is a senior citizen. Some of us dislike that more than others. It is a little jab at our pride. We can still work hard. We can still keep up a busy pace. We still can... well we do hurt now and then...some of us always...but we keep going. We don't want anyone to think we are old. Why??? Don't ask me. But anyway, there we were in the midst of all the rest. We even had younger friends along for the ride. It was really fun. the scenery was great. The entertainment fantastic and we enjoyed just being together.
All of us are old enough to remember 9/11. WE WILL NEVER FORGET!
I was getting ready to go to Ladies' class that Tuesday morning. The TV was on, as was the custom, since Ron would turn it on when he woke up and I didn't bother to turn it off until I left. I looked up to see a plane flying directly at the buildings. I said to myself, and a few minutes later when I called my husband, that was not an accident. Ron had sold his airplane the year before, but I knew how difficult it would be to fly into the area...and then it hit the building. Naturally, we saw that plane hit over and over and over that week and for some time afterward. No! We will never forget all those who lost their lives and those whose lives were terribly affected by losing friends and relatives, co-workers, resources. And now under this administration we seem to be setting ducks just waiting to experience something like that, or worse again.
In the Bible we've seen cities of God's people crumble under the feet of ungodly people, because his people had left him and blended in with the world.
We must repent,turn and reunite ourselves with Christ and his word. If we would, there would be no enemy who could touch us.
Caleb took his time and learned to walk the rope from tree to tree. It was a balancing act. He figured out that he could do it easier without his boots.
Live and learn.
Good questions found in my morning email. Have any answers? Anybody?
Something to think about…
Here are six Conundrums in the United States of America:
1. America is capitalist and greedy - yet half of the population is subsidized.
2. Half of the population is subsidized - yet they think they are victims.
3. They think they are victims - yet their representatives run the government.
4. Their representatives run the government - yet the poor keep getting poorer.
5. The poor keep getting poorer - yet they have things that people in other countries only dream about.
6. They have things that people in other countries only dream about - yet they want America to be more like those other countries.
Think about it! And that, my friends, pretty much sums up the USA in the 21st Century.
Makes you wonder who is doing the math.
These three, short sentences tell you a lot about the direction of our current government and cultural environment:
1. We are advised to NOT judge ALL Muslims by the actions of a few lunatics, but we are encouraged to judge ALL gun owners by the actions of a few lunatics.
Funny how that works. And here's another one worth considering...
2. Seems we constantly hear about how Social Security is going to run out of money. But we never hear about welfare or food stamps running out of money? What's interesting is the first group "worked for" their money, but the second didn't.
Think about it.....and Last but not least,
3. Why are we cutting benefits for our veterans, no pay raises for our military and cutting our army to a level lower than before WWII, but we are not stopping the payments or benefits to illegal aliens.
Am I the only one missing something?
“The strongest reason for the people to retain the right to keep and bear arms is, as a last resort, to protect themselves against tyranny in government.” -- Thomas Jefferson
I was a first grade school teacher for several years before retiring to have a family. My husband and I raised 6 children, four were his and two ours. From '67 to '98, I had children at home. Loved them so much. They were my life. But now that I'm a grandmother and 'retired', I'm pretty much doing what I want. I have been an artist in oils and colored pencil. Now I'm in to digital scrapbooking big time. Besides that, I love Bible study. I belong to the most wonderful group in the world. ORU (Opinions R Us). Among the 8 of us 'girls',are opinions enough to run the world. We travel together,e-mail,'party' and all talk at the same time.
I cherish their friendship.
And my husband loves them all.