Three Word Thursday # 17

RISIBLE INVIGILATE STAGNICOLOUS

It was their own fault.
They let me go.

All it took was one error in judgement.

They couldn't INVIGILATE as the requirements demanded, with staff shortages and this mistake cost them.

They gasped to see me stand and walk

I stared them down as I always did, with a cold blank expression,

and made my way towards the Exit sign.

Their second mistake was when they touched me.

Years of STAGNICOLOUS living had its rewards.

I was immune..... and they were not.

The outer core of my blue body glistened from the wet acidic mucous covering it.

Touching it burnt the skin of a normal man and the fumes....once inhaled....well,

lets just say it wasn't a pleasant way to die.

Once outside the lab door, it was easy.

It was April 1st . My RISIBLE consternation affected every one differently.

By the time they could comprehend what was going on, my gay innocent affront, got me past the front door and outside, into the fresh open air.

I was free.

Three Word Thursday # 16

The song was sung.

The deed was done.

and now??????? What shall become of me?


I hated being a NIDDERING cry baby.

Always being seen as needy, is never flattering but what was I to do?


My life consisted of being an AMANUENSIS to some one elses's fantasy.

How much more could I take?


I tired of being a TYRO, always learning and relearning the same things over and over, tested over and over, never passing go, never advancing to the next level.

There were no exciting DIVIGATIONS.


It was always the same. I wanted to cry but it wasn't in the program.


They kept taking blood and injecting me causing RUBEFACIENT itchiness and SENTICOUS numbness throughout my body.


It was PERSPICACIOUS of them, except they didn't know.

They had no idea.

I did advance.
I was not a QUONDAM from the past.



I.....was the future.

The Flower - Alfred Lord Tennyson

The Flower

Once in a golden hour
I cast to earth a seed.
Up there came a flower,
The people said, a weed.
To and fro they went
Thro’ my garden-bower,
And muttering discontent
Cursed me and my flower.
Then it grew so tall
It wore a crown of light,
But thieves from o’er the wall
Stole the seed by night;
Sow’d it far and wide
By every town and tower,
Till all the people cried,
‘Splendid is the flower.’
Read my little fable:
He that runs may read.
Most can raise the flowers now
For all have got the seed.
And some are pretty enough,
And some are poor indeed;
And now again the people
Call it but a weed.

The Forest....heaven and earth...!

Birthday Clock

A Good Jester Is a Leader of Men.

Jesters have played a brilliant role in society since the 13th Century.

They are the only ones who would be able to criticise a king through their foolery and comedy and get away with it.
A good jester was much in demand.
He wore colorful clothing, bells, feathers, did magic, acrobatics, sang, played music, performed plays. (kinda like from the ant and grasshopper story).

They were witty in displaying themselves as fools but in reality were not fools at all.

Todays comedians replace jesters.
We never think of them as jesters, just normal people who do very well criticising what they see wrong with society and themselves.

Some well known jesters are Charlie Chaplin, Buster Keaton,Laurel and Hardy,Mr Bean, French Mime Marcel Marceau,Russian Clown Slava Polunin.

Famous Quotes on Jesters:

Always the dullness of the fool is the whetstone of the wits.
- William Shakespeare in 'As You Like It'

A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803 - 1882) in 'Self-Reliance'

You must not think me necessarily foolish because I am facetious, nor will I consider you necessarily wise because you are grave.
- Sydney Smith (1771 - 1845)

The point of living and of being an optimist, is to be foolish enough to believe the best is yet to come.
- Peter Ustinov (1921 - 2004)

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all doing direct the other way - in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.
- Charles Dickens (1812 - 1870) in 'A Tale of Two Cities'

No man is so foolish but he may sometimes give another good counsel, and no man so wise that he may not easily err if he takes no other counsel than his own. He that is taught only by himself has a fool for a master.
- Hunter S. Thompson (1939)

Foolish writers and readers are created for each other.
- Horace Walpole (1717 - 1797)

Perhaps we are wiser, less foolish and more far-seeing than we were two hundred years ago. But we are still imperfect in all these things, and since the turn of the century it has been remarked that neither wisdom nor virtue have increased as rapidly as the need for both.
- Joseph Wood Krutch (1893 - 1970)

If you want to improve, be content to be thought foolish and stupid.
- Epictetus (55 AD - 135 AD



Picture 1: Jesters on The Betley Window

Picture 2: A jester by Picasso: Harlequin seated in a cafe

Picture 3: Another jester from Picasso: The head of Harlequin


Picture 4: Bohóc (Jester) by Egry

In Tarot cards, the Fool plays a special role as being a card that looks for deeper meaning, inner wisdom, philosophy dealing in the creation of God. It gets into the shadows of a persons personality constantly seeking the truth to unfold itself.

It is no wonder Jesters were often taken as confidants of Princes and Kings. Who knew Kings made decisions based on a jesters views.

Happy Tuesday (pets)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h6ojGM3czbk&feature=related
sarah brightman
don't cry for me argentina


GOOD MORNING!!!
Happy Tuesday to Everyone and Thanks for visiting a Lady's Life.

Listening to the news sure puts a damper on life.
The economy is especially frightening to most people.

One good thing though.
People are beginning to fight back .

Some want to keep chickens in their back yards because
they say government should not tell people what kind of food they should eat.
I agree.
Ducks are easier to keep because they waddle around eating any bugs you may have in the lawn and their soft quacking is very soothing.

You don't have to use artificial fertilizers on your lawn because they fertilize it for you.

When I was little, my Dad always had rabbits or chicks or ducks for me in summer and in winter they'd be supper.

Of course I'd never know. They would just disappear and I'd eat lunch and then go look for them, asking all the neighbors if they saw my animals running around. Of course every one said no.

Had I known I was eating my pets, I don't think I could have.
How do you eat Missy?

Ok. Bitey I could eat lol

Many people kept such pets and every ones back yards was one big garden.

One day on my way to school, I saw this white chicken running down the street being chased by a cat.
He ran right into my arms so I took it home.

He was a great little guy and slept in my lap. Finally my Dad said we can't keep him. Let's give him to your Gramma.
Gramma tied his leg to a rope and kept him under her balcony.

He grew up to be this huge gray rooster. A real handsome sort.

He loved my Gramma but when I came to see my little chicken, he chased me up the stairs so quickly I just barely had enough time to shut the door.
My Dad laughed and went out . The rooster ran up to him . He put one wing down and danced around him in a ritual like performance. My Dad kept turning and the rooster walked around him as well with his wing down caw caw cawing. My Dad knew he wouldn't bite him.
I have to give it to my Dad. He sure knew his animals.
My Mom never liked animals but he was a tinkerer and into everything.

The Rooster had become a guard dog and wouldn't let any one into the yard.
My Gramma was real proud of him
I guess my Gramma told my Dad it was time.
He wasn't as lucky as the Pig who saved the Farmer and his wife and just lost a leg cause you can't eat a good pig like that in one shot. lol


Here in BC, we kept Buster the rabbit. He had long floppy ears and was so cute looking.
Whenever he'd get upset over something he'd thump on his aquarium so we'd know something was not right.
He was like a guard as well sitting in his prefab home.
He gave us such good fertizer, my roses bloomed none stop, bud after bud till the end January and into February. I was impressed.

We exchanged him for a dozen eggs lol
I couldn't imagine eating Buster.

Have a happy day everyone. :)

Morning rooster crows. My rooster didn't know how to crow He skipped a beat
Just went ha haha haaaaaaaaaaa These guys here are pros.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qIVmvxv7Yi8&feature=related
Crazy Egg Experiment
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dSLGPl2qU4o&feature=related

Lest We Forget EDITH PIAF

Non Rien de Rien Edith Piaf
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q3Kvu6Kgp88

Milord Edith Piaf
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XBW-UEbOfyQ&feature=related

Autumn Leaves Edith Piaf
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n2s2tPORlW4&feature=related

La Vie En Rose Edith Piaf
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yzs1peK5yJk

Angry Scenic Pictures

Here is a link with some extreme photos of nature.
The horizontal Twister one is something we were in, in Ontario one summer.
It was pretty scary.

http://www.noupe.com/photography/nature-scenic-photos-30-angry-soft-masterpieces.html

LA BOHEME

LA BOHEME.

La Boheme is from a very popular Opera by Puccini.
Opera is not something you need to understand the words to enjoy, if it’s done right.
Pavarotti some what proved this because he became a respected Opera singer without knowing how to read sheet music.
So we have a combination of people who don’t speak Italian and don’t read sheet music uniting
to compose a very beautiful Opera for people to enjoy.
That’s art.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TOfC9LfR3PI&feature=related
Pavarotti. One of the famous songs he sung from this Opera, people know.

La Boheme originated from a book called La Vie de Boheme written in 1849 by Henry Murger.
The word Boheme referred to gypsies who lived a wild and free life, in this case artists.
The story is about a poet Rodolpho and a gypsy girl Mimi and of course all the love and passion between them.
The tragedy lay in the fact that Mimi was dying.
Rodolpho wanted to leave her because he couldn’t stand her flirtations.
His was ravaged by guilt because he thought he contributed to her sad state of affairs.
In the end they reunited just before she died.

.http://www.laboheme-derfilm.de/
modern version in a movie I’d like to find and watch one day.

Lord Byron---She walks in Beauty

She walks in Beauty

Heads You Lose - Tales You Lose

A guy and several of his buddies used to frequent a certain restaurant. The food was always good, but the waitress always looked and sounded very sour.One evening, one of the friends was feeling rather good, and jokingly asked the waitress when she came to take their orders, 'Ma'am, do you believe in free love?'The waitress huffed up and almost yelled at the man, 'I certainly do not!'With a great big grin, the man asked, 'Well, Darlin', then how much do you charge?

The Beautiful Lady

We believe eyes are the windows to one’s soul .

Similarly. books are the windows to the world.

One can easily get lost in their words, the places they take you and the people you get to meet in them.

This is why it is important to get children enthused in the world of books as soon as they are able to look at pictures and colors. Each book should be treasured, read slowly to absorb and enjoy the words and meanings in the way the author intended them to be

Jackie Kennedy, ( and Marie Shriver being an author herself) believed in books and children.

She was a reporter and believed women should have careers because as she put it, what will you do after they leave? She took her parenting role seriously and believed nothing was more important than “enlarging” a child’s world.

As we all know, destiny dealt her Camelot a severe blow. From her experience we learned how children suffer from the errors of their Fathers. The Kennedy boys suffered from the errors of their Father, since they could not do what he promised people they would do, if they got elected.

They loved their country and paid a high price for it.

Jackie Kennedy, brought up in times of typewriters with ribbon filled ink and strict secretarial discipline with regard to printed errors on paper (something our kids will never know), prided herself in who she was.

She graced the world with her eloquence and people loved her steadfastness and quiet strength standing beside an equally strong, eloquent young man, who was her President.

Personally, she wanted a life lived and not recorded believing history was for the bitter. Looking back in time at all the savagery, is truly a bitter pill to swallow.

Jackie was one of the first to say that no matter how times change, every woman carries “a lady” in her.

Her testimony always reiterated the fact that she was “a woman” above all else but she referred to the word “LADY” as something sounding like a saddle horse. Comical in that she would also say: A camel makes an elephant feel like a jet plane.

It all comes down to a question of taste. Some men like 747’s and others enjoy jets.

With reference to Marylin Monroe, it would be imagined, she’d say there are two kinds of women.

Those who want power in the world and those who want power in bed.

Today’s Lady wants power in the world as we see with women like Hillary Clinton, who compete for the same jobs as their husbands. Hillary took an active part as

First LADY with her famous quote: WE ARE THE PRESIDENT.

It's amazing how the world revolves around horses in A Lady’s world. When Jackie would complain to Jack about newspaper articles about them, he would tell her to be more tolerant like a horse flicking flies away in summer.

Camilla got Charles away from the dramatic Diana, with horses. Horses do have an effect on people.

Jackie continued to inspire us even as she flew from the US into the arms of Onassis causing world outrage.

She continued to educated women.

First you marry for love she said. Then you marry for money and the third time you marry for companionship.

No matter how well you are known you hold in your heart the emotions of a simple person for the moments that are the most important of those we know on earth…. birth marriage and death.

In the end she wrote:

I have been through a lot, suffered a great deal but I have also had lots of happy moments as well.

Every moment one lives is different from the other

The good, the bad, hardship, the joy, the tragedy, love and happiness are all interwoven into one single indescribable whole that is called life.

You cannot separate the good from the bad and perhaps there is no need to do so.

This beautiful Lady, quietly left us, surrounded by what she loved the most in life, her books and her memories in scrap books of flights she had, of the persons she was in life, and things she liked to do.

I’d like to end today, in tribute to Jackie, with Leonard Cohen’s

Dance me to the end of love

What is a lady?

According to definition, a Lady is a woman with refined taste. She is polite, dignified, with a great upbringing, good manners and tastefully adorned.

Looking at the world today, not many fit into this "definition" of a Lady, yet many of us still want to be a Lady and many of us ARE.

We want to be acknowledged, respected and loved for who we are.

We choose role models to emulate like First Lady Jaqueline Bouvier Kennedy Onassis, and Princess Diana Spencer, and First Lady to the State of California, Marie Shriver.

Not only are they role models but people we actually feel close to. They are a part of our families because we have grown with them and took part in their lives (thanks to the media) in all their laughter and sorrows.

When death parts us, we are at a loss. We enshrine them as we would any beloved person in our own family.

Unlike yesterday’s Lady, today’s Lady comes in all styles and packages.

We include First Lady Carla Bruni Sarkozy of France, Argentinian First Lady Christina Fernandez de Kirchner, Imelda Marcos of the Philipines,Svetlana Medvedeva of Russia, German Eva Louise Koehler, Britain’s Sarah Brown,US Laura Bush now replaced by Michelle Obama.

Who are all these women? What do they mean to us and our society and how do they affect our lives?

In retrospect we also have other role models like Oprah and Martha Stewart. They have somewhat of a tarnished past but have become very strong women, overcoming all odds in a world full of critics.

All these women give us a sense of self worth. They empower us by giving us reason to believe that in this life, anything is possible.

They live the American Dream and the dream is still out there for all of us to live.

We are all “A LADY” and we can live and laugh and cry…at a Lady’s Life.

Our adventure begins with Laura Bush, a librarian. She made people laugh by admitting to people she was a Desperate Housewife. She eased tensions by poking fun at her husband, making him look human and vulnerable to the world while playing the role of a War President.

Tina Fey reported that when asked how she would help juvenile delinquents with substance abuse problems, she answered: “Oh like I always do. I marry them and have their children.”

Laura Bush tickled many with her unexpected one liners, criticizing her Mother in law, admitting to going to men strip clubs, admitting to killing a person with her car as a teen, alluding to her husband as once giving a horse, a hand job. (Things we all do).

Her wit and personality had the ability to soften many hard core people who saw her as a human being and not just as a wife of the most powerful man in the world and the comedian in chief.

She ventured out of her White House, to help her country in its time of woe in any way she could even if it took sitting at conferences with President Clinton knowing all the fun that would be made out of socializing with him.

She was a woman of her own making – A LADY. Every one who watched her, learned from her.

Elizabeth Browning wrote a poem I’d like to include in

A Lady’s Life.
A Woman's Shortcomings
She has laughed as softly as if she sighed,
She has counted six, and over,
Of a purse well filled, and a heart well tried -
Oh, each a worthy lover!
They "give her time"; for her soul must slip
Where the world has set the grooving;
She will lie to none with her fair red lip:
But love seeks truer loving.

She trembles her fan in a sweetness dumb,
As her thoughts were beyond recalling;
With a glance for one, and a glance for some,
From her eyelids rising and falling;
Speaks common words with a blushful air,
Hears bold words, unreproving;
But her silence says - what she never will swear -
And love seeks better loving.

Go, lady! lean to the night-guitar,
And drop a smile to the bringer;
Then smile as sweetly, when he is far,
At the voice of an in-door singer.
Bask tenderly beneath tender eyes;
Glance lightly, on their removing;
And join new vows to old perjuries -
But dare not call it loving!

Unless you can think, when the song is done,
No other is soft in the rhythm;
Unless you can feel, when left by One,
That all men else go with him;
Unless you can know, when unpraised by his breath,
That your beauty itself wants proving;
Unless you can swear "For life, for death!" -
Oh, fear to call it loving!

Unless you can muse in a crowd all day
On the absent face that fixed you;
Unless you can love, as the angels may,
With the breadth of heaven betwixt you;
Unless you can dream that his faith is fast,
Through behoving and unbehoving;
Unless you can die when the dream is past -
Oh, never call it loving!

Elizabeth Barrett Browning