Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Kids and Suicide

Every one speaks of bullying which they say forces kids to commit suicide
but no one goes to the root causes.
Why do people bully?

Is it because they are bullied too ? Most people are bullied.
I hear stories from women who are bullied and yelled at every day at work.
They are exploited, by being forced to work overtime without pay because the boss knows they need a job.
Today people need jobs so they get bullied. They come home upset or unemployed and stress out the family or get more stressed by family issues and then the kids go out and bully as well.
The kids used to be able to find jobs but today even they can't find anything. So they spend time hanging on the streets with their friends.

And why do we have this situation to day, if banks and other companies didn't outsource jobs.
All our manufacturing jobs are gone. The environmentalists seem to live on air cause they don't worry about jobs and the utility companies buy everything out so they don't care where they get their money from. They will get it one way or another.

People are hired, especially lawyers to find loop holes, to kill the middle class.
Judges know it and do nothing about it. The lawyers present lies every day, wear people down financially for nothing, harass people for nothing, keep people away from work with their own job to destroy a man, people worry, don't sleep nights and no one says anything.
There is no such thing as lawyer client confidentiality anymore or privacy.
They find out your business and then set you up for the kill.

Bullying is not that simple an issue.

We want the trickle down effect in job creation and trying to shop so people have jobs but there are no jobs to make money to trickle down anymore.

We have one group camping objecting to economic abuse and another camping to buy foreign made products and people complain about the first guys making them out to be the bad guys when they are suffering out there for us all.

It is time to buy Made in North America products!!! People have to stop buying foreign made products and unite so bullying stops. lol

Instead, they will pass laws to create something worse than bullying.
It will involve theft and violence and broken cameras which tax payers will have to replace.

Bullying corporations and laws trickle down to the people, who are depressed and this affects the kids.

So what are passing anti bullying laws going to do, add fuel to the fire?

Happy people, do not bully.
You bully because you hurt inside.

One of the first things my parents told me when I was bullied was to fight back and remember that the person hurting you, is hurt himself. So it isn't as personal as people believe.
This understanding helps a lot because it puts the bully and the victim on the same footing and inspires you to act in self defense and this then becomes a lesson in survival skills.

Life is about survival. In the animal kingdom , which we are a part of, the strong live and the weak die.
It's always been this way.

If things keep going the way they are, pretty soon a lot of people will either be living on the street or found dead on it.

All the laws will do is fill more jails at tax payers expense and act as a bandaide solution resolving nothing.

So we need to stop and think a while why the issue of bullying has become so grave.
9 year old kids should not be thinking of suicide.

(This opinion was written because of an article in the Montreal Gazette on kids and suicide)

Why Not Recycle Love?

Why not recycle instead of throwing things away?
What a beautiful sculpture . Old toys , children, as well as grown ups, can still gaze at it and see their little airplanes , favorite cars and toys with lost parts, where they can be still enjoyed and remembered, in what we can only call .........Tech Dog.

I had a very annoying mover who would always be called to move me .
One young employee, would take over the childrens' room with all the toys. I am sure he stole toys because he took great effort to make sure he broke them apart so we could never find all the pieces and forget about the ones that
You didn't want to make an issue, because if you did and they were charged with theft, they would be put into the slammer and caned. Caning left big scars.
The slammer was also not as cushy as we have here in Canada and they cannot complain as they do here.
So I thought, if they did this sort of thing, it was a question of time before the outcome, which was sure to befall them for this behavior.
I remember having a conversation with them once and they brought up David Copperfield.
They believed he was a devil, as they probably believed all foreigners
It would take a lot of discussions to get them to see the light. lol
This one young man, would make trips to the kitchen for no reason I am sure, except to dump items through the garbage chute into the basement. I found the garbage chutes very practical except for the fact rats can climb up them and theft of items is easier. lol

Well, with recycling, he would lose if his aim was to annoy people.
This is one fine dog he would not be able to break apart. lol

Today we live in a world of plenty. Lots of kids are enjoying lots of toys.

My Dad had a story about his Gramma.
That pushy little woman, made everything and every one her business.
He loved her so much and when she finally reposed, the family of kids got together to tell stories about her.
My teary eyed Dad said:
I think she loved me the most because she would come to my bed at night, kiss me and then she would give me a candy she saved just for me, cause I was her favorite, and she told me not to tell.

There were a lot of grand children and my Dad said every ones' eyes brows raised because they had the same story to tell about her.
She would go to each and every one of them, kiss them, tell them they were her favorite, and give them a candy with the same instruction about not telling.

They all loved her, because they thought they were her favorite and felt very special.
The reality was, she loved them all.

This story always brings tears to my eyes, even though I never met this woman.
She was very clever and knew how to make the most with least.

In those days, candies did not lie around.
Did she make them? Buy them?
Stores were not exactly around the corner.

Today we give our kids everything and the one thing we don't get for them, we become the bad guys, the awful parents who are supposed to provide because it's our job.

Adults dump on each other but kids also learn to dump, with words and actions they learn at school and people around them.
Kids teach kids how to get around their parents.
Little do they know we've been there and done that. lol

The thing is, what they don't understand, is that we measure, as our parents did, the level of maturity, by the pranks they

In my Dads' day, kids helped out, for nothing in return.They learned how to work as a team, complimenting each other to make the work go faster.

If they got something, it was special and
A gift from the heart was to be treasured , as the person who gave it, was loved.

We lost something with technology. We lose a lot every day.

Our environment, family, meaning of love, values, work ethics,
God, interdependence, and even our individual selves.

Something to think about this Christmas.

Have a Great Day!

Hope you enjoy these videos about Shagra.

Monday, November 28, 2011

Circular Shoulder Warmer

The top yellow blend is the last shoulder warmer I am making
It turned out quite nice with two double strand threads.
Depending on the occasion, I have colors to match lol
I might work now to see how to decorate them so they look less plain.
The top one is for fall The gray one is for winter
The multicolored one I put on before, is for spring and the pink one also from before, is for summer.

I put a lot of the things I made away in boxes and now I have enough for another box.
It just collects so fast. lol
I feel like I am making myself a dowry for retirement or for when my eyes cannot see anymore.

With climate change I think knitting will come back in style as people will require warmer things and it is nice to keep warm with the projects you make in winter.
I still have two sweaters to finish. I guess the reason I stopped is because I got disappointed in the sizing. They tell you one thing and then the things come out looking smaller but then they might stretch as wool usually does. I like the sweaters to look bulky on people because the warmth from the body is kept inside between the sweater and the clothes. I watched a program on Navajo Indian women. They have their own sheep and spin their own thread from the wool.
Their blankets are very beautiful. People come from far and wide to buy them.
I liked the lecture they gave on life and how important it is to live in harmony with nature. Their sheep would run away and they would wait for them to come back home on their own when the weather was bad. Their leader was an old hunchbacked gramma who was very active, very respected and the glue keeping the family together.
I really loved her as I saw her do her thing in a manner I could reminisce and see my own Gramma in her. The young people could not keep up with her. lol

I remember a story my Gramma told me about her Mom. She was a small woman and her husband was a very huge man cut down over night, in his prime, by fever.
Never the less, she would go to the homes of her children one by one, give them hell calling them lazy and ignorant about how to do things. She'd rampage through the house putting everything in order . She mended cooked cleaned gardened, canned and when she was satisfied the house was in order, she'd leave and go to the next child's house. lol
My Gramma said nothing was secret with her. but no one ever said a word to her because she commanded respect. lol
In fact they trembled when she would enter the door because they knew they were not up to par to her perfection.
The day for her, was an 18 hour day.
Today, we have to say, thank God for technology and the washing
Thank God for the dishwasher, the stove and fridge.
Thank God for the heating furnaces.
All these things had to be done by hand a few generations ago.
It is only because of these things, women today, have the luxury of going to work and be a little independent.

As for myself, I especially love making blankets cause they keep your legs so warm and you see the project grow. It gives you personal satisfaction to see it finished.
I was sitting in a car watching my boy play soccer so the extra warmth was

Vancouver won the Stanley Cup in Football .
It was not as exciting to watch as hockey is but we brought the cup home and we needed some joy here in BC.

So Congrats BC LIONS for a good job. Well Done!!

We also have a MLS soccer struggling to get up on its feet but they don't attract very good players because they are not paying them well.
It is shameful not to put out your best players and we have many in BC who will never see the light of day.

Have a great day!

Toys for Christmas

This is another picture of my Mom in Singapore.
She is sitting with more of my doll collection and over her is a very nice print I loved
hanging in my living room.
The 8 immortals were rewarded with immortality for their good deeds.
The Taoists believe in ying and yang (opposites like male female)

The Eight were called the "roaming immortals" in Taoist legends. Their images appear in all sorts of arts and crafts, including furniture, porcelain, paintings and embroideries, often to convey the idea of a leisurely, carefree life.

The best known tale that involves all of them together is Ba Xian Guo Hai or The Eight Immortals Cross the Sea. It describes how, when crossing a sea in their wanderings, each of them used a different object (a walking cane, a fan, a scimitar, etc.) as a vessel. Thes has given rise to an everyday saying: when people try to accomplish the same task by different methods, they are said to be emulating the example of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea.

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Taoists believe in harmony.

I didn't think anything of it at the time when this picture was taken cause we didn't have internet as such and Singapore practiced censorship, but today, putting my Mom on line with these roaming immortals, sorta immortalizes her as well.

See how life is?

Christmas was toy time and this is when I took out all the toys to display.
The rest of the year I had a spare room where I displayed all my dolls.
It was a lovely room I enjoyed sitting in. I am not sure if I have a picture of it.

Another shoulder warmer lol

This one went faster and the third one is almost done as well.

Have a great day!

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Christmas Memories

This is my Mom sporting a designer dress I lent her.
She is standing in front of a Baroque Piano and my doll collection which I display on top of the piano.
The shawl was crocheted by my Motherinlaw. It was a big and hard job for her to do but she was very good at this kind of thing and I have to give her credit for teaching me and getting me to learn and take an interest in this hobby.
Now I do it all the time and think of her.

Time and life, all memories now, except for the things we leave behind.

It is dull outside and the Gray Cup is being played in Vancouver . So far the BC Lions are winning against Winnipeg.
Vancouver is not letting people watch the game on the street anymore because of the riots we had for hockey which they are still prosecuting people over.

Hope you have a great day.


Friday, November 25, 2011

Neck and Head Warmer

I was not in the mood to crochet so it took me a while to finish this neck warmer but it's done lol
Once rolled down it warms the neck and unwrapped it covers the head as well.
Pretty handy if you take long walks in the woods with changing temperatures or exercising at the gym or standing in a drafty area.
I think it turned out quite good.

Oh well.
We will know when we wear
When I tried it on it was very warm and snugly.

After the North American Beer Festival, all the brewery presidents decided to go out for a beer. The guy from Corona sits down and says, "Hey Senor, would like the world's best beer, a Corona." The bartender dusts off a bottle from the shelf and gives it to him.

The guy from Budweiser says, "I'd like the best beer in the world, give me 'The King Of Beers', a Budweiser." The bartender gives him one.

The guy from Coors says, "I'd like the only beer made with Rocky Mountain spring water, give me a Coors." He gets it.

The guy from Molson sits down and says,

"Give me a Coke." The bartender is a little taken aback, but gives him what he ordered.

The other brewery presidents look over at him and ask, "Why aren't you drinking a Molson's?"

The Molson president replies, "Well, I figured if you guys aren't drinking beer, neither would I."

Leaders Can't Lead???

Hey! What's Prince Charles doing there? lol

Leaders Can't Lead?
Why do we have elections then?

How is it possible we have reached a stage, whereby when you have an official representing you,
his answer to you is:
Oops. It's outside my jurisdiction.
We are not responsible for this.

You go to the Premier or Governor and he says :

Then you get to the Prime Minister and President and they both say:

We're Global. We can't do anything.
Everything is outsourced.
Can we blame them?

Jobs, utilities, law, banks, all outsourced?

You want to talk to someone about a power outage, you are not talking to a local.
You are talking to India, the Philipines, and God knows who else.
How do they know what is going on in your area?
Should they know?
Is it their business?

We have people we elect and pay them huge salaries and pensions, but they have no jurisdiction to do anything, except spend our money and tax us.

Nothing belongs to the people and so people have no control over their lives.
The whole system and idea of democracy has become a fraud.

At no time in history has it become so important to keep things myopic, so we can see what is happening and to keep it under control.

People lost the control and business accountability.
No one needs to listen to our sob stories anymore and so
this is why the rich get richer and the middle class is on its' way to self destruction.

Leaders Can't Lead?
Fire them.
Leaders need to know how to lead and how to take back control
so they can represent the people.

I love Wolf Blitzer lol
His program sure fires you up to speak out.:)

The corporate boat race

An American automobile company and a Japanese auto company decided to have a competitive boat race on the Detroit River. Both teams practiced hard and long to reach their peak performance. On the big day, they were as ready as they could be. The Japanese team won by a mile.

Afterwards, the American team became discouraged by the loss and their morale sagged. Corporate management decided that the reason for the crushing defeat had to be found. A Continuous Measurable Improvement Team of "Executives" was set up to investigate the problem and to recommend appropriate corrective action. Their conclusion: The problem was that the Japanese team had 8 people rowing and 1 person steering, whereas the American team had 1 person rowing and 8 people steering.

The American Corporate Steering Committee immediately hired a consulting firm to do a study on the management structure. After some time and billions of dollars, the consulting firm concluded that "too many people were steering and not enough rowing." To prevent losing to the Japanese again next year, the management structure was changed to "4 Steering Managers, 3 Area Steering Managers, and 1 Staff Steering Manager" and a new performance system for the person rowing the boat to give more incentive to work harder and become a six sigma performer. "We must give him empowerment and enrichment." That ought to do it.

The next year the Japanese team won by two miles. The American Corporation laid off the rower for poor performance, sold all of the paddles, cancelled all capital investments for new equipment, halted development of a new canoe, awarded high performance awards to the consulting firm, and distributed the money saved as bonuses to the senior executives.

I Rest My Case

This was too good to pass up and have a little fun with.

but since I am into actors today, I have to give Rusell Crowe kudoos for expressing his views on circumcision.
Now here's a man of men for you!!
I tend to agree because the reasons for doing this is not in my opinion reasonable.
For the most part, nature knows what it's doing.
As a man grows so does the skin and one never knows in life if this little piece of skin, will ever be needed in case of an accident or burn victim or something else.

In Africa they also have a ritual to circumcise women.
Just as painful with even worse after effects.
There is nothing civil about making a decision for a child, the child most certainly would not make for itself voluntarily.
It's brutal and yet?????
Many see this as acceptable.
Now this can't get any better for Nissan trucks.

Have a great day!

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Happy Thanksgiving America!!

We're comin for dinner :)
Sure smells good!

We thank you for this table
We thank you for our friends.
We thank you for our families
We thank you for your love.

We love you for the life we live
Each and Every day
We thank you for the sunshine
That woke us up today.
We thank you for the twinkling stars
The moon and air we breath
We thank you for the snowflakes and
Frosty picture frames
We thank you for the breath of birth
So we could all enjoy
This miracle called living
A gift to a hungry soul.

For Everything good and bad that we must experience
To become good people
We thank you Heavenly Father
This Thanksgiving day.

Have a blessed day with family and friends.

A Lady's Life.

Monday, November 21, 2011

Foreign Accent Syndrome???

Travelling around, one often asks you where are you from because you have, what sounds to them, a foreign accent.

Crossing the US border is very difficult, if you get a guard who pays attention to how you talk with them, especially if he himself is Korean, East Indian or French etc... heritage
and has an accent himself. lol
Talk about the pot calling the kettle black.
Are we not a multicultural continent?

You answer:
Say wha??
Watcha talkin about bro. Wa's up wid yo accent?
Wa u from, bra?

Seems people brought up, when diction was important, is passe.

So long Shakespeare,


Sometimes I think people are just a bunch of monkeys in a cage, bred to analyze each other for lack of better things to do.

No one checked me for fleas yet lol
but I understand security does this when boarding airplanes lol

Thanks to the internet, I now know what to tell the border guards and other nosy people who think the way they speak is without an accent.


One other border story is funny or sad ... depending on whether or not your cup is half full or half empty.

I remember trying to enter through the US border once and they pulled me over for
a random check. Now my van is always packed because of kids, soccer and living in an earthquake zone, I try,( to the chagrin of my son, who calls it lame to do this until God forbid one day we need stuff in an emergency,) to make sure I have survival items in it including tent, chairs,blankets,tarps, rope,
warm jackets, sweaters, pants and socks.
So every time I cross the border, is a pain in the ass.

Asking the kids and husband to unload your car after grocery shopping, is also like pulling teeth cause they always leave something behind and unless it's toilet paper, which they need to wipe their asses with, they will never go back to check for the items if you tell them you are missing something. And even then.......they have to really need it. lol
(Check the car (ok I am not being very fair cause lately both hubby and son have been good lol.)

Nevertheless, I check my car over to make sure, one more time, I have no fruit or vegetables.
This time I also checked and wouldn't you know, that guard dug and dug and found a bag of rotten kiwis.
They must have been there for months.

He walked into the building proudly parading them, high above his head, for everyone to see, like a cock who just secured his hen

If I ever rolled my eyes in my head, I could feel them rolling out of my skull that day.

The only thing that saved me from a 500 dollar fine and/or worse, is that the kiwi bag had Made in USA
written on it. The guy obviously saw I forgot about them, them being so rotten but the law is the law right?

So I learned something that day. Make sure you put your apples kiwis and vegetables in a made in the USA bags and you should be fine. lol

I guess the same would apply to Canada for US citizens???? I am not sure.

I like to keep my car empty to make for a clean in/ out experience but sometimes you screw up.

Kudoos to the guard who let me go that day.:)

but you never know from one experience to another what will happen at the border.
Once they asked me if I had drugs.
Their eye brows raised when, without batting an eye, I said yes. lol

I continued .......I have aspirin ibuprophen tylenol.....

Oh.... now they seemed depressed because it's not what they thought. lol But if I said no and they checked and found them, they could accuse me of not telling the truth.

Another time they asked me if I have knives.
Sure.......doesn't everyone? Scissors too. You need stuff like this. I'm a M.O.M.
It's my personal car used for personal uses.
Why should I keep buying stuff when I have them already?

Or should I say sorry. The A.L.I.E.N. made me do it. lol

Once Canada asked if I had a gun.
GUN??? Are they for real?
A Canadian? A country of Peace? A Mom with a kid in the car?
I felt myself shudder to that question. It rendered me speechless.

I have Foreign Accent Syndrome Disease.
Isn't that enough ?

But.......don't got it too. lol

Have a great day!


A far more accurate account of the events of that fateful morning....
Baby bear goes downstairs, sits in his small chair at the table.
He looks into his small bowl. It is empty.
'Who's been eating my porridge?' he squeaks.
Daddy Bear arrives at the big table and sits in
his big chair. He looks into his big bowl and it
is also empty. 'Who's been eating my porridge?!?' he roars.
Mummy Bear puts her head through the serving
hatch from the kitchen and yells, 'For God's
sake, how many times do I have to go through
this with you idiots? It was Mummy Bear who got
up first. It was Mummy Bear who woke everyone in
the house. It was Mummy Bear who made the
coffee. It was Mummy Bear who unloaded the
dishwasher from last night and put everything
away. It was Mummy Bear who swept the floor in
the kitchen. It was Mummy Bear who went out in
the cold early morning air to fetch the
newspaper and croissants. It was Mummy Bear who set the damn table.
'It was Mummy Bear who walked the bloody dog,
cleaned the cat's litter tray, gave them their food, and refilled their water.
'And now that you've decided to drag your sorry
bear-arses downstairs and grace Mummy Bear with
your grumpy presence, listen carefully, because
I'm only going to say this once....


Kiddin aside Even Goldilocks and the Three Bears does not escape Philosophers.
What is the story supposed to teach?
Well we all know about trespassing .
We all know about theft.
But then there are other things to consider like being selfish, thinking about only herself.
She was also very particular trying to find things which were just perfect for herself, helping herself at someone elses' expense.
Everything had to be just right.
If we compare this story to todays' world, we could begin to understand what is wrong with our economy, with our justice system, with our politicians,

For example is it ok for one company to own everything?
Is it ok for the gas company to monopolize all gas business?

Is it ok for a small elite group to control the world?
and when confronted...... is it ok for this group to run away or ignore the problem as if it was none of their business?

Is it ok for CEO's to get huge bonuses for doing a shabby job or was their job to find a way to rob people legally? Would this then be illegal because it's entrapment?
Police could not get away with it so why do CEO's dealing in finance?

Children's books are great to teach children with but we all take them at face value as a nice story without teaching the morals and ethics behind them.
But once children grow up, philosophy brings the stories back, to bite them in the ass lol

Have a great Day!! :)

A Quest for Amusement.

What amuses you? To amuse means to occupy, in an agreeable, pleasing, or entertaining fashion.

I asked around and the following are some responses people gave.

Religion amuses me.

Love amuses me.

People amuse me cause they make me laugh. Like comedians with funny faces.

Tupoc was a gansta and he amuses me. I wanna be a G man too.

I always get amused by the unceasing efforts of hate mongers to make fun of you and your beliefs.

Dreamers, cause they are like sci fie.

People holding hands

Graffiti and Strange art cause some of it is real good.

Animals acting like people and people like animals. Both funny.
When a monkey punches a person in the face.

Bull shit conversations about nothing like Seinfeld and Two and Half Men

Understanding human nature amuses me. In particular, understanding and solving problems that seem complex, but whose solution is deceptively simple.

Playing with my kid and have it suddenly turn beat red and poop

Soccer fights, hockey fights.

People falling down doing stupid stunts.

Farts always amuse me especially when I have to conceal it.

Negative comments

Neil Postman had some Quotes to think about

But in Huxley's vision, no Big Brother is required to deprive people of their autonomy, maturity and history. As he saw it, people will come to love their oppression, to adore the technologies that undo their capacities to think.

What Orwell feared were those who would ban books. What Huxley feared was that there would be no reason to ban a book, for there would be no one who wanted to read one.
Orwell feared those who would deprive us of information.
Huxley feared those who would give us so much that we would be reduced to passivity and egoism.
Orwell feared that the truth would be concealed from us. Huxley feared the truth would be drowned in a sea of irrelevance.
Orwell feared we would become a captive culture. Huxley feared we would become a trivial culture, preoccupied with some equivalent of the feelies, the orgy porgy, and the centrifugal bumblepuppy.
As Huxley remarked in Brave New World Revisited, the civil libertarians and rationalists who are ever on the alert to oppose tyranny "failed to take into account man's almost infinite appetite for distractions".
In 1984, Huxley added, people are controlled by inflicting pain. In Brave New World, they are controlled by inflicting pleasure.
In short, Orwell feared that what we hate will ruin us. Huxley feared that what we love will ruin us.

It amuses me to see that one of these men ............seems to be right.
However like anything else, it depends on which side of the coin you are looking at. lol

Have a great day!

Psychologists think they're experimental psychologists.
Experimental psychologists think they're biologists.
Biologists think they're biochemists.
Biochemists think they're chemists.
Chemists think they're physical chemists.
Physical chemists think they're physicists.
Physicists think they're theoretical physicists.
Theoretical physicists think they're mathematicians.
Mathematicians think they're metamathematicians.
Metamathematicians think they're philosophers.
Philosophers think they're gods.


Question: What did the Buddhist say to the hot dog vendor? --- Answer: Make me one with everything.

Two behaviorists have sex. One turns to the other and says, "That was good for you: how was it for me?"

Sunday, November 20, 2011

The Zoo In You

I have fond memories of Lincoln Park Zoo.
Every time we went to visit my grandparents, we went to the zoo.

They had huge turtles small children could ride or at least sit on.
Once there was a baboon inside a crate cage with a sign telling people the baboon was a boxing baboon and to stay away from the cage.

Kids don't read and as I was looking at the baboon this young boy put his nose against the grill outside the cage. It took the baboon no time at all to put his fist through the bars right into his nose.
The boy flew about about two feet backwards.
I was a kid and so do not remember if the boy was ok because a lot of people surrounded him, but I do remember the punch because it showed no mercy.
It was a knock out punch.

Then we walked and took a picture of me sitting on a stuffed black bear.
This was the first time I was able to actually feel what bear fur feels like.
I still remember the thrill I got out of it.

Our Granby Zoo in Quebec, did not have stuffed animals to touch but we did have a bear with half a tongue.
This bear just stood by the cage rails with mouth wide open exposing yellow teeth and a blue tongue waiting for peanuts.
The peanut machine was conveniently right there and we would throw in our quarters to feed this bear which made the kids laugh so hard, parents and even strangers would help out just to watch them.
There is nothing like the innocent laughter of children and these echo in my mind to this day.
Today people are lucky to be able to capture their children and put it on you tube for everyone to enjoy and you have to say Thanks:)
for letting the world enjoy your blessing.

Have a great day!

what do polar bears eat for breakfast? Snow flakes

Where do fish get their money? River banks

What do you get when you cross an elephant with a fish? Swimming trunks

1000 Years Of Peace

These Olive trees, plants of Peace, grow for 1000 years and guess what.... there is a person growing them on Pender Island right here in British Columbia. I believe the tree doesn't have to be big before it bears fruit.
and it is also good to prune like a Japanese Bonsai, so the trunk widens while the tree stays the size you want it to be.
For our lifetime it can be grown in a box and taken in every winter.

Olives are very healthy for you and they were known to nourish people right off the tree, when food was scarce. They contain iron, fiber ,copper, vit E,are anti inflamatory, function as an antihistamine, fights allergies, fights high blood pressure reduces cardiovascular disease,
aids the respiratory system, nervous system, musculoskeletal system, immune system, and digestive system.

So this in itself is a tree worth considering keeping at your side and now we know they do not just have to grow in a certain climate. We can winter them in our garage.

AND .........we use olives as a topping for PIZZA lol

YES! for Pizza!!

Not only do we get excellent olive oil from them but gardening is very good for the spiritual as well as psychological well being of a human,
cause then, we can sit and joke about it too.

What do you call it when worms take over the world? Global Worming.

The research assistant couldn't experiment with plants because he hadn't botany.

What does the letter "A" have in common with a flower? They both have bees coming after them.

What do you get when you divide the circumference of a pumpkin by the diameter? Pumpkin Pi.

What do you call a country where people drive only pink cars? A pink carnation.

New gardeners learn by trowel and error. (hardy har har)

Have a great day!

Saturday, November 19, 2011

And Then there were 4

The baskets keep coming since I have left over thread and this one was made last night.

Friday, November 18, 2011

Try Cooking Day.

I really do not like cooking.
I like eating but I can do without pots and pans to scrub.
Although every one volunteers to eat, no one volunteers to clean up and if they cook, well the disasters around the counters and stove they leave behind is enough to make you want to cry.

I look at peoples homes and always wonder how they live in their spotless kitchens.
And why do you need a modern kitchen if it is only for show?

I know many people have two kitchens, one for show and one for the actual messy cooking of sauces, frying, baking.
I personally would love a kitchen outside on the patio which can be hosed down daily down a drain into the sewer. This would be my ideal kitchen and it could also have a franklin stove or a wood fire place which could be used to make excellent pizza.
I so seldom make blintze's or potato latkes or cheese knishes.
but once in a while I get into the mood and go all out.

We used to have excellent Jewish bakeries on St Lawrence street and the cooking was to die for.
The bagels were the best in the world and once you get used to the best, its hard to go to Safeway or the Superstore and buy bagels which except for the doughnut shape, do not taste like what bagels should.
In College I had a job working at a Jewish Senior Citizens Home.
The cook ,was an older woman and a very generous one at that.
She made the best food for these somewhat particular people.
Sometimes I felt sorry for her because she had varicose veins causing her a lot of pain and eventually she had to stop working but her food????????

How can any one live without cheese knishes the way she made them, I don't know. lol

Then in Miami, we found a place called Rascals, which also had the best seafood breakfast anyone could want, along with bagels and lox.
Each table also got a basket full of different baked goods which you could not eat after the big breakfast, so you took it home.
Needless to say, the place was always full and at times there would be lineup going round the block, mostly old people.
Can you imagine old people, standing in line ups?
It had to be worth it although there was nothing fancy about the place.

At lunch they served home made turkey legs with boiled potatoes and veggies. The turkey leg was big and at that time, one plate cost $ 5.00 US. So an old couple shared one plate between them since they do not eat much, plus they took home the basket of baked buns with them for later.
The public at that time was not children friendly, so when we came in with our son they would make faces as if to say Oh my God! Noise. lol

We got our son a space gun.
When you shot it, it made a noise like someone blowing bubbles into a glass, through a straw.

We were sitting eating and my son took out his gun and pushed the trigger. It kept going and going and going until the whole restaurant stopped and began looking at our table.
It made us feel uncomfortable to see every one stop eating and looking like that but then they burst out laughing.
One man explained that they thought my son was blowing bubbles into a glass and when he didn't stop, they wondered where he got his air? lol
That space gun became a popular item in that restaurant as everyone wanted to have a look at it.
They were amazed at what they made for kids and probably would be looking to buy something like it for their grandchildren. lol
So ....people who didn't like kids....began to like kids again lol

Potato Plus Latkes
  • 1 pound potatoes
  • 1/2 cup finely chopped onion
  • 1 large egg, lightly beaten
  • 1/2 teaspoon salt
  • 1/2 to 3/4 cup olive oil

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To mine I added garlic , white pepper, shredded cheese of choice, 1 carrot and a cup of flour.

I spooned mine into an olive oil greased pyrex tray and placed them into the oven at 400 degrees and baked till slightly browned.
They turned out great!

Spinach Mushroom Potato Soup

Today I took out a small can of mushroom soup. I put it into a medium sized pot of boiling water to which I added some chicken broth.

I used an electric chopper to puree more fresh mushrooms, spinach, small tomato and 5 cold medium boiled potatoes.
I put it on medium heat and stirred it. Then I chopped some shallots and added them also to the pot along with a few spoons of sour creme.

Salt garlic and pepper seasonings to taste
and the soup tastes fantastic.
Almost like a hot vichyssoise,
except it's NOT. lol

The reason I made it all puree is because it is soo good to come inside from the cold and drink a nice, hot, cup of soup. For the kids it's better than a snack with all the vegetables you may want to put into it.

It's the best way to make kids eat spinach
without knowing it.
Now what's this about Pizza not being healthy food?

Pizza is very healthy. You do not need a thick crust and it is full of onions, green peppers, any kind of meat, be it chicken, minced beef, pork, tomatoes, mushrooms,ham, cheese etc....
You name it , you can put on pizza. It can be all vegetarian if it needs to be.

Kids need cheese for their bones and teeth especially if their diet is not good at home.
I think Pizza is a very healthy meal for school lunches

Yes!! for pizza at school.

Well the dishwasher is packed after washing everything by hand and I am not cooking anymore stuff today. lol

Have a Great Day!

Thursday, November 17, 2011

One Two Three baskets

Now I have three baskets to put things in.

I think that's enough baskets lol

The weather is very chilly today and wet. I think there is snow up hill although by my house we do not have anything.
I don't know how my son will play soccer today.

What do you call a bunch of crocheters working by the side of the road?

Answer: A chain gang!

2. What did the little crocheter dress up as for Halloween?

Answer: Captain Hook, of course!

3. What happened to the cat who ate a ball of yarn?

Answer: She had mittens!

4. Why do spiders spin webs?

Answer: No one's ever taught them to crochet!

5. What do you call the steps it takes to learn to crochet?
Answer: A chain of events!

Have a great day!

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Crochet Bread Basket

This is another easy project to do in an evening .
I find making crochet baskets to be quite handy since they can be all sizes for bread, fruit,peanuts, chips etc....

They look good on a table , are washable and fold so you can put them away till you need them as part of your table accessories.

I made this one big but if you want smaller ones then you can make more than one in one evening. This one still needs a few ribbons to weave around it for decoration.

It's a nice way to watch TV at night while being creative.
They make nice gifts too.

Have a great day!

Shoulder Warmers

These were great projects cause they only took a day to make .
One day...... one item.
I used bernat and red heart thread and 5.5 crochet hook.
Now I can keep my shoulders warm.

My son likes the gray one made in boucle thread.The finished product
looks like a faux persian fur.
When my son puts it on, he looks like a knight with broad shoulders.
He likes it and can't wait to wear it over his jacket when he goes out.
The other two are girly so they are for me. lol

Well I had enough crocheting for a while till the next inspiration hits me and I know it will cause this is like a drug once you get into it. There are so many nice things out there on line, that are so pretty you want to try making them. Before you know it you have a whole set of things you want to make and it will take you a lifetime and there will still be more stuff.

But it keeps your mind healthy and happy once the project is finished. Before you know it you have a collection of stuff you would not otherwise have.

Have a great day!

Monday, November 14, 2011

Scarf Head Band Hand Warmers

This was another easy project and took no time at all since the scarf is narrow.
The head band is not big either so everything took about a day to make.
Now I am all set to go out into the wild country. lol
I am thinking to maybe find some red fleecy material and sew it into the head band and the hand warmers to make it extra warm.
In BC you need to layer because if you don't , one minute it's cold and another it's hot.

As you can see I am making my own Christmas presents.

During the year I always buy things when I see them on special thinking they would be good for someone or other. I wrap them, put a name for who it is and put them away and by Christmas time I forget myself, what is inside the boxes.
When it comes time to open gifts, I am surprised, just as much as the kids ,who don't know what's inside their boxes.
It's as if I see them for the very first time and that it really was Santa who left them under the tree.

Talk about being kookie. lol

Every year we have the same conversation about whether or not Santa exists.
The kids tell me there is no Santa and I always feel bad because then I tell them well if you don't believe, he won't come.
He wants to be appreciated for his kindness and his special spirit.
Seeing they won't get gifts, the kids come around and change their minds into believing in Santa at Christmas.

I sure miss those times now that they are all grown up.

My favorite Christmas was when my parents put me to bed, did up the tree, put presents under it and then pretended to go to bed. They blasted the radio and I jumped a foot high into the air in my bed and we all came running into the hallway. My parents pretended to be mad at me for blasting the radio and I kept rubbing my eyes and telling them I didn't do it.

Then we'd discover the tree with the presents and the magic of Christmas filled the air.
My eyes grew big thinking Santa did an awful lot of work to put up such a gorgeous tree and presents just for me.
My parents were strict but they sure made a lot of special events for me to remember all my life and this was one of them. lol

Sometimes the movie
Room for One More with Cary Grant , comes to mind , cause it is also about a family who went out of their way for their children.

It was a very touching movie. They had a growing daughter who needed a special dress for the school dance and after acquiring one, her escort was not allowed to go cause his Mom did not like the little girl being an orphan, so she went with her Dad.
The little boy they took in with the legs problem , worked very hard walking in metal braces, in freezing weather, to become the top Scout, made his parents very proud of him.

They don't make movies like that anymore and families have changed a lot too.

Well these are very special memories I carry with me and probably this is why I like to make things today . Hobbies are great things to have as learning tools.

carving a rose out of vegetables

Have a great day!

Morning Shoulder Warmer

This was a very easy project in that it only took a day to make.

With the chilly weather, something like this to put over a jacket or just over the shoulders in the morning or evening is quite comfy.
It took 2 x 5 oz balls of the paton mixed color thread and some of the yellow red heart thread for the trimming.


Thanks giving Gourd Candles for the table

It's So Nice.

Christmas 2011 -- Birth of a New Tradition ?

As the holidays approach, the giant Asian factories are kicking into high gear to provide Canadians with monstrous piles of cheaply produced goods -- merchandise that has been produced at the expense of Canadian labor. Maybe this year will be different. Maybe this year Canadians will give the gift of genuine concern for other Canadians. There is no longer an excuse that, at gift giving time, nothing can be found that is produced by Canadians hands. Yes there is!

It's time to think outside the box, people. Who says a gift needs to fit in a shirt box, wrapped in Chinese produced wrapping paper?
Everyone -- yes EVERYONE gets their hair cut. How about gift certificates from your local Canadian hair salon or barber? Gym membership? It's appropriate for all ages who are thinking about some health improvement.

Who wouldn't appreciate getting their car detailed? Small, Canadian owned detail shops and car washes would love to sell you a gift certificate or a book of gift certificates.

Are you one of those extravagant givers who think nothing of plunking down the dollars on a Chinese made flat-screen? Perhaps that grateful gift receiver would like his driveway sealed, or lawn mowed for the summer, or driveway plowed all winter, or games at the local golf course.

There are a bazillion owner-run restaurants -- all offering gift certificates. And, if your intended isn't the fancy eatery sort, what about a half dozen breakfasts at the local breakfast joint. Remember, folks this isn't about big National chains -- this is about supporting your home town Canadian with their financial lives on the line to keep their doors open.

How many people couldn't use an oil change for their car, truck or motorcycle, done at a shop run by the Canadian working guy?

Thinking about a heartfelt gift for mom? Mom would LOVE the services of a local cleaning lady for a day. My computer could use a tune-up, and I KNOW I can find some young guy who is struggling to get his repair business up and running. OK, you were looking for something more personal. Local crafts people spin their own wool and knit them into scarves. They make jewelry, and pottery and beautiful wooden boxes.

Plan your holiday outings at local, owner operated restaurants and leave your server a nice tip. And, how about going out to see a play or ballet at your hometown theater. Musicians need love too, so find a venue showcasing local bands.

Honestly, people, do you REALLY need to buy another ten thousand Chinese lights for the house? When you buy a five dollar string of lights, about fifty cents stays in the community. If you have those kinds of bucks to burn, leave the mailman, trash guy or babysitter a nice BIG tip.

You see, Christmas is no longer about draining Canadian pockets so that China can build another glittering city. Christmas is now about caring about us, encouraging Canadian small businesses to keep plugging away to follow their dreams. And, when we care about other Canadians, we care about our communities, and the benefits come back to us in ways we couldn't imagine. THIS is the new Canadian Christmas tradition.

Forward this to everyone on your mailing list -- post it to discussion groups -- throw up a post on Craigslist in the Rants and Raves section in your city -- send it to the editor of your local paper and radio stations, and TV news departments. This is a revolution of caring about each other, and isn't that what Christmas is about?

Have a great day!

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Fly White Dove Fly

I listen to these songs and I can't help but feel that
our time , growing up was the greatest time.

We stood and fought for peace and love.
We wore flowers in our hair and tried going back to nature.

I enjoyed getting dressed in long frilly skirts and going down town for shopping and watching all the young people gather to watch White Rabbit being performed in Place Ville Marie.

So many groups came to Montreal at that time. It was a vibrant place to live and I remember how much I loved our Mayor Drapeau. He was known as the little Napoleon who loved his city to the point of threatening to separate from Quebec, if they pushed things on him he did not like .

He brought Expo 67, saw to it we had an under ground metro system. Place Des Arts had the best entertainers. We had the greatest hockey games and life was just thriving in the city at that time. Montreal was growing and growing big internationally. I think it was the best city in the whole country and the whole world , it being MY town. lol

It was a aspecial era, when people were caught between the old and the new. No where on earth could you walk and smell the smells and feel the people, the vibrancy and the life like it was in those days.

I remember going to the old flea markets and they were full of war memorabilia: water Canteens, gas masks, boots, uniforms , rifles, bicycles, old farm equipment, you name it they had it.
It was so interesting and I would touch each item and wonder who it belonged to, who died and what did the item have to tell us about itself.
The farmers bazaars brought in live animals and we could by by the bushel or bag, anything you wanted. It was so much fun to shop this way as opposed to today going to a pristine store.

We went to the baker for bread and his factory made all kind of bread and buns. We watched as the huge machines turned and kneaded the dough for the day and he had little white kittens running around . The place was spotless with wood floors and high ceilings.
On the roof he kept two german shepherd dogs who were guard dogs and watched how we entered and left.

OK It was also a time when drugs were big.
Hiding behind drugs was not a good thing and I am glad I never did that.
In fact I was a little too young to really understand the problem in Vietnam.
We just had a lot of draft dodgers running across the border to Canada and we welcomed them.
We all cried for Kennedy getting shot but I did not understand what was going on to make it so important that he needed to be shot for it.

It was a time when Quebec was having its' own quiet revolution. The French blamed the English for not giving them jobs and forcing them to speak English regard less of the fact most English kids learned French. They did not learn anything at school except religion.

So little time was spent doing languages, science and math required to get a job. Of course they turned it into something political and even with so many changes, today they still try to stir the pot.
For a long time I saw signs of Nazism in the eyes of the leaders. They wanted to take over through patriotism and then do some ethnic cleansing.
I am not sure that part of it is over, to this day. It just might not be in the interest of all the immigrants living there, to help separate Quebec from Canada. Today did these leaders stay in Quebec or leave to live in other parts of the world?

My books consisted of reading philosophy , Shakespeares' tragedies, books on Nazi Germany, The Gulag, Stalin, Hiroshima, China changing to communism and lots of classical /romance novels. I would spend hours on my balcony on a bench my Dad made, reading ,with a bushel of McKintosh Apples beside me. They were and still are, the best apples.
I had such a thirst to learn but not to express myself as I was not too sure I knew everything and questioning the superiority of others was not a good thing to do in those days.

I remember wanting to see War and Peace so bad but knew getting permission from my parents would not be easy and I had to go twice because it was too long as an 8 hour movie. They had to cut it in two sessions.
I was not allowed to go alone, so I had to ask a friend and she was grounded . Her parents allowed her to go with me because they knew I never got into trouble. So...........
This is how you get into trouble.

I got to the movie theater and she shows up with her friends and tells me they want to go clubbing instead. I told her we are supposed to go to the movies. She was too young for clubs anyway.

Well ended up they went their way and I was supposed to turn around and go home because I was not allowed into a dark movie theater alone.
I decided to go to the movies and when I got home I was interrogated by my parents to make sure I saw the movie.
After they saw I did, they didn't think to ask me about my friend and thankfully I did not have to lie.
I was not very happy with my friend though.
I did go to see the next part of the movie but I don't remember if I went with anyone. Maybe my parents assumed I went with her. lol or maybe I got someone else to go with me.
Had they found out I was alone, I would have been in a pickle for sure.

I was a little white dove in my flower painted frilly skirt.
I was spreading my wings to fly.
It felt good to feel the freedom and be a part of a time
when we were soo vocal about universal peace and love

Have a great day.

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Hand In A Hand

We all want to feel safe.

Safety is one of our key issues in life.
We spend a lot of time dedicating laws to safety.

We look to our leaders for safety and we also look to God.
We would like him to hold our hand in times of woe so we are not alone.
We trust him to keep us safe and warm and loved as children, look up into our eyes
for safety and direction.

As adults, we have some measure of power to see to it that children are safe
but children are children. It takes only one split second to make a fatal mistake.

As children ourselves, we too make mistakes and are prone to fatal flaws.

As we blame our selves and each other for not doing enough to protect our children, we also blame God for not protecting man from his fatal flaws.

We do not realize that in order to grow and learn, we must do things without knowing the end result.
We fought for this freedom to learn, so we could grow and obtain knowledge.
So when mistakes are made, who is it exactly that is to blame?

Is it the parent?
Is it society?
Is it God?

We are born into a new world eager to learn.
Our first steps end up with bumps and bruises but we learn.
And with each step we learn more.
We are taught safety skills so that we can even extend into unknown territories, knowing how to think, so as not to perish.
To ride a motorcycle,for example, requires one to learn how. If not , one may not know how to stop or change gears and end up flying off a cliff. ( I know cause I did it lol)

But what if this road to knowledge was stopped?
What if we were told we cannot learn any more?
Then, if we try to go into domains we know nothing about or how to learn about it,
our end could be inevitable.

My Mother used to say God protects them who protect themselves.
Don't go jumping off of cliffs unless you know how to fly.
So we experiment and learn how to fly in airplanes, on kites, with parachutes, and rockets. lol

So what you know, is important .
It relates to how you see yourself, which in turn relates to how you see others.

If you see yourself as a good person, you see good in others.
If you see yourself trustworthy, honest, hard working, reliable, you see this in others.

It is all a question of perspective in life.

If you do not see these values in yourself, you will not see it in others.

If you do not see it in others, you alienate yourself from holding the hand,
which could make a difference in your life.

Have a great day.

Friday, November 11, 2011

We Remember and Thank the Men Who Served and Love Our Nation

11 - 11 - 11

Today we remember the men and women who served our nation
With great pride and honor they laid down their lives
They fought for duration
of freedom
For their children , love, husbands and wives.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Oh Dem Golden Slippers

This was a jovial song my Mom liked a lot and she'd walk around the house singing it till we all caught the bug and joined her. It was an easy song to remember because it only had two main chorus lines lol.
I got the lyrics at this web site.
Oh, my golden slippers am alaid away,
Kase I don’t ’spect to wear ’em till my weddin’day,
And my long tail’d coat, dat I loved so well,
I will wear up in de chariot in de morn;
And my long white robe dat I boought last June,
I’m gwine to git changed kase it fits too soon,
And de ole gray hoss dat I used to drive,
I will hitch him to de chariot in de morn.
Oh, dem golden slippers! Oh, dem golden slippers!
Golden slippers I’m gwine to wear, bekase dey look so neat;
Oh, dem golden slippers! Oh, dem golden slippers!
Golden slippers Ise gwine to wear, to walk de golden street.

Oh my ole banjo hangs on de wall,
Kase it ain’t been tuned since way last fall,
But de darks all say we will hab a good time,
When we ride up in de chariot in de morn;
Dar’s ole Brudder Ben and Sister Luce,
Dey will telegraph de news to Uncle Bacco Juice,
What a great camp meetin’ dere will be dat day,
When we ride up in de chariot in de morn.

So, it’s good-bye, chidren, I will have to go,
Whar de rain don’t fall or de Wind don’t blow,
And yer ulster coats, why, yer will not need,
When yer ride up in de chariot in de morn;
But yer golden slippers must be nice and clean,
And yer age must be just sweet sixteen,
And yer white kid gloves yer will have to wear,
When yer ride up in de chariot in de morn.

When my Mom reposed, she was sweet sixteen in her heart.
She always loved golden slippers, music, singing and dancing.

I remember her dressing up to go to bed each night.
She would put on a nice neglige, fix her hair and make up.
Special care was taken with her lipstick.

I'd ask her why she did this every night when other people washed their faces, curled their hair and put creme on . lol
Her answer would be, that if she died during the night, she didn't want people to find her in disarray.
I could never understand how she could sleep at night thinking she might not wake up.
During the day she would curl her hair, creme her face and wear shorts to do house work.
After everything was done, she again adorned herself. I asked her what would she do if she died during the day in her curlers and without her lipstick lol.
She said she would feel it before it happened unlike at night, when she was deep asleep.
That was my Mom. When I was old enough, I took over doing her hair.
She was lucky cause I gave her good perms and knew how to style her hair the way she liked it.

I haven't heard this song in a long time so I thought I'd put it into my blog in her memory.

Funny how things pop up into your brain.


Here's something interesting.

I was at a deck party awhile back, and the bugs were having a ball
biting everyone. A man at the party sprayed the lawn and deck floor
with Listerine, and the little demons disappeared. The next year I
filled a 4-ounce spray bottle and used it around my seat whenever I
saw mosquitoes. And voila! That worked as well. It worked at a
picnic where we sprayed the area around the food table, the
children's swing area, and the standing water nearby.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Where Does Time Go

This little boy was born in 79. He is all grown up with his own little girl and all I see is this little guy who used to ride beds across rooms as if they were horses or cars
A real gentleman, he used to emulate his Dad, shook hands with clients, read newspapers and demanded to have a brief case to take to school so he looked like a business man.
He collected cars and knew every one by heart.
He needed the whole collection of super men, star wars, etc...whatever was the in thing at that time and everything seemed to be 19.99 .
I compared this to my second son who only saw balls and his heart pitter pattered over which 99 cent ball he could have. I watched him and thought, you can have 19.99 worth son. lol
Sasha grew up loving to take things apart to see how they were made and it is no wonder he got into building and fixing computers today.
We got him a Nintendo in Canada and told him not to plug it in in Singapore because it needed to have a part to change the voltage on the machine. He agreed and early the next morning there was a huge explosion. My husband and I jumped out of bed and we both understood what happened.
He plugged it in.
We rushed down to find a very upset child but thankfully alive with all his fingers and his toes.
One day he went to school and met a girl with the name Sasha and stubbornly refused to be called that name again, so we had to resort to his real name Alex. This was a beginning when a baby changed to a youth with tons of things on his mind.
Alex was well travelled . But it was not easy for him cause we moved a lot and he had to make and lose friends every year. He was compensated by being kept busy doing other things. He learned Mandarin which he now forgot, studied Taek kwondo do, tennis, saxaphone, scuba diving, surf sailing, raised fish in tanks and made sure he had time to visit grama to pick beans from her garden. Then in Vancouver he took up horseback riding which he enjoyed a lot.

I remember one morning he ran into our room yelling Mommy Mommy! We have the same eyes. Look! Same white!. Apparently he wondered why we both had different eye colors and it bothered him till he found a solution to his query and after that, it didn't bother him anymore. lol
But the girls didn't care. He was Mr Bedroom eyes to them lol Bothe my boys were born with long eyelashes.
Time sure does fly . Grama and Grandpa are gone and so is my little boy who decided to move far away to what could be for his Dad and I, a different planet.
He dug in roots and is raising his own little spunky gal and history will repeat itself.

Such is life.
One day you have tons to do and then it all changes and life as you knew it
disappears .
You are left with fond memories of the babes you raised and loved, pictures, and freedom to be the person you began to be in your 20's, with a grown up vocabulary lol

My husband isn't asked any more "what does the cow say?"
and the kids are correcting you, when you do not say a word properly. lol

For a change it's nice to give payback and use lingo which makes them tink
they were raised by a retard who doesn't know nutin.
It's not nutin Mom. It's nothing.
and the sentence structure is wrong. It's I don't know anything.

Some how it's ok for them to use today's lingo with their friends but for you to use yours is definitely uncool .

I tell them both, if it's ok for you to be you,
then it's ok for Dad and me to be ourselves too. lol

Have a great day :)

I Am the Love that Dare Not Speak Its' Name

What is hell?
Dostoyevsky wrote that it is the suffering of being unable to love.

We see today, societies trying to prevail in the meaning of love.
We show it through wars trying to protect those who have no protection against evil.
We try through sending various missions to aid those who are hungry and sick.
We try through showing patience to those with who we do not agree, giving them time to earn our trust.

Many believe in a good society where people can live in peace while keeping their views, ideas and individuality.

They play with words like freedom saying people are free to do what they want as long as they don't hurt anyone.
Trouble is we can't do much without hurting or offending another and another is offended easier and easier these days as opposed to before when people would shrug and go about their business.
And yet between them lie those who work against love.
They know love to be financial gain to obtain power over everything and every one.
To be able to fell one person after another brings these people personal joy.
They say it is nothing personal. It is just business.
They have more than enough to feed their families and give them a good life many times over but this is not enough.They want more and more and more.
The poor have issues of survival and this in itself brings them to do unlawful and un brotherly acts of behavior.

Bob Dylan explained, you can't be wise and in love at the same time.

John Dryden explained love as
a passion
Which kindles honor into noble acts.

A purple robe he wore, o'erwrought with gold
With the device of a great snake, whose breath
  • Was a fiery flame: which when I did behold
    I fell a-weeping and I cried, "Sweet youth,
    Tell me why, sad and sighing, thou dost rove
    These pleasant realms? I pray thee speak me sooth
    What is thy name?" He said, "My name is Love."
    Then straight the first did turn himself to me
    And cried, "He lieth, for his name is Shame,
    But I am Love, and I was wont to be
    Alone in this fair garden, till he came
    Unasked by night; I am true Love, I fill
    The hearts of boy and girl with mutual flame."
    Then sighing said the other, "Have thy will,
    "I am the Love that dare not speak its name."

I watched a documentary on Syria the other day.
President Bashar took over after his Father and brother died. He is a doctor and tried to open up the country but the Baath Party objected and clamped down.From what I understand,
they killed and tortured children and then told people to make more to replace them with or give them their wives and they will make them for them. So the people took to the streets to protest.

Dictators ruling these countries, like Saddam Hussein, call their people animals and use religion to keep them where animals belong.
They tell the free countries, you do not know what you have unleashed.

In the Soviet Union, men put down their arms, when Mothers came to the soldiers and told them to reflect on what they were doing. They were killing their own people, Mothers, Fathers, brothers and sisters.
This in itself is a sin. Killing and torturing children is a major unforgivable sin.
To do this in the name of peace and love and to say you put God first, is unforgivable.We are all brothers and sisters because we all come from the same one mother.

God would never ask or demand man do this to his own people for any reason because of this. Eve was allowed to live as was Adam and they both were thrown out of paradise putting them both on the same footing.

For years we watch as country after country suffers, continuing to fight for something we are born with.........freedom.
No man has a right, to do unto another, the atrocities committed every day, to deny the right to think, to learn, to progress and to enjoy the gift of life given to him by God.

Only God has the right to take back life when the time is right and he asks no mans' help for this. He has his own army of Angels to do this job .

God is LOVE and man.....
well judging by how we live by fear, hunger for power, guns and not.

We ask our Canadian people, if God should be kept in our National Anthem and people still believe we should. Therein lies the HOPE that as we come closer to God, we will come closer to knowing what LOVE exactly is and means.

Have a beautiful day.