Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Do Ri Mi

'Just wondering ... how could anyone be in a bad mood after watching this?!?


"The Sound of Music" is one of my all-time favorite movies. So, color me really surprised that it took this crowd so long to join in!

P.S. -
Having just said "bad mood", I'm ready to kick this computer! In the event you can't open the link, please try copying and pasting to your internet browser. I don't think you'll be disappointed!

Sunday, May 24, 2009


Like the poppy boutonnières associated with Memorial Day, their images on canvas appear indefinite.
Their abundance is intoxicating!

I admit to struggling at times with a (mis)perception of lack … becoming unnecessarily anxious when household staples wane or economic “what-if’s” grab hold of my conscious.

My G.M. is fond of reminding her team, "Perception is Everything." How much better, then, to realign my focus, to the Source of all things!

He did not teach us to pray, “Give us this day, a bakery.”
Rather, our daily bread.

In her book, “Work in Progress”, the amazing Kristin Armstrong reminds us, “…our God equips us mightily, but He does it in an ‘on-demand’ sort of way. We are supplied just enough for where we are right now … but not enough for us to rush on ahead without Him. We have to stay connected to the Source if we want to ensure our supply.”

I’ve seem stuck in rut of late, re. nourishment. Sooner or later, everyone returns to that place where their bodies are nourished. OK. That being the case, then why do some folks stray from those places where their Souls are nourished?

Being without a nearby “home” congregation, I want to (belatedly) thank Charlotte, Ginger and all of you for allowing me a venue in which to nourish my Soul!

Have a safe holiday weekend!

Saturday, May 23, 2009

A Perfect Day

Will I ever learn? A perfect day can’t be realized by intent alone!
For example….

Back in March, I announced Plans to celebrate my Perfect birthday-day. Since our agenda didn’t include jumping out of a perfectly good airplane or ascending Camelback on foot, there was little cause for concern.
Cell-phones, check. Debit card, check. We’re out-a here!

Still, I’d forgotten one critical ingredient - Attitude.

Arriving at A Second Look, I practically leaped out the passenger side …racing to claim that lighting fixture which had so besotted me a few weeks back. It was Gone.
I'd forgotten one of the most important commandments of consignment shopping: Act now, or forever hold your might-have-beens.

Just.Stood.There. As if Glaring at the spot would make it magically re-appear.
And, like an approaching blanket of rain, every ounce of enthusiasm was over-taken by honest-to-goodness despair. No, I wasn’t interested in exploring the rest of the store, and no I didn’t give a hoot where we ate. (Given that Eating is one of my favorite pursuits, DH sensed Trouble.) Sure ‘nuff, I got just what I deserved: a mediocre-at-best, something-or-another on wheat, served by a lad with a surly expression. I think the day went down-hill from there … thankfully, we’ve forgotten and moved on.

More recently, I was faced with a dilemma: What to do with several days off work, entertaining out-of-town family members.
OK, Scottsdale’s always a safe bet. We’d begin at the Borgata where DH took me right off the plane, introducing me to a fab patio café and what-on-earth are those(?!?) --mister systems! Well, guess what? Sometime in the last 2-3 years, “our” alfresco café disappeared.
Yet, the courtyard was abuzz with Friday Marketplace goings-on, and……. what’s that shop over there? Two, three spins around Two Plates Full … I couldn’t have been happier than a 5-year-old at DisneyLand. (Save shopping for after we’ve won the Lottery.) Quick spin through Trader Joe’s ..Oh! I’d quite forgotten Two-Buck-Chuck!..... then hopped over to Village Peddler for a burger-from-Heaven before brother-in-law passes out from hunger.
Quick spin south to squeeze new grandson, then safely back home.

Unscripted … it was the Perfect Day.

Friday, May 22, 2009

Customer Service?

DH and I don't eat out often. When we do, it's usually a late breakfast at Mimi's or his fly buddies' gathering each Friday at Deer Valley Airport. Yes, both offer good food. But what's more important (to me, at least), is their customer service and attention to detail.

Please don't get me wrong ... I'm not hard to please. In fact, I've a real soft-spot for servers; I'm inclined to over-tip -- remembering my former mother-in-law who put all 5 of her children through college largely by waiting tables.

I can't even imagine trying to walk that high-wire myself.... copiously scanning for non-verbal clues ... attentive without being intrusive. Whew!

Here’s a little essay one of my co-workers brought to the office. I think it’s great; ‘hope you do, too!

Remember Me?

“I’m the person who asks, ‘How long is the wait?’
You tell me ten minutes .. but it gets very late.

I’m the person who sees:
The whole staff loiters
While my waitress does everything but take my order.

I’m the person who says:
“That’s not what I ordered .. but it’s O.K. I’ll eat it anyway.”

I’m the person who should write a negative letter,
But feel it wouldn’t make anything better.

Yes, you might say that I’m a good guy … that I understand that you kind of try.
But, please read on and you will see .. there’s another side of me.

I’m the person who never comes back
Because of something you tend to lack.

It amuses me to see you spending thousands of dollars on ads, in an effort to get me back into your place,
When you hardly even remember my face.

In order to keep me returning, I have but one simple little request …
When I am here all you have to do is
Give me the Service I’m entitled to.”

--(Author unknown)

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Kids Say the Darndest Things!

I miss Art Linkletter. More precisely, Art's "House Party" featuring those great kiddie interviews. So naturally, I was delighted to receive this clip. Won't you laugh along with me!?


Saturday, May 16, 2009

Every Song, a Prayer?

Please. feel free to click on the Spiritual Sundays button (on the sidebar) to visit Charlotte and Ginger’s heartwarming get-together.

Suppose I was in my 50’s before I experienced so-called “contemporary” music being performed in a sanctuary. Sunday worship settings at our church were accompanied by the requisite organ, perhaps an occasional bell choir.. that’s it.
But there, in a different venue, brass instruments, electric guitars and drums peacefully coexisted with the keyboard… and yes, enhanced the feeling!

Perhaps that was the germ that took root in my subconscious? At any rate, a few weeks ago I’d begun my morning commute with a heavy heart … no particular reason, but burdened all the same by some ambiguous “funk.” Then, when I turned on the radio, here the Beach Boys were advising: “Don’t Worry, Baby … Everything will turn out Alright.”

Since then, I try and identify those “regular” songs ~ non-intentionally Christian ~ which might also be considered prayerful. I’ve jotted down a few…. of course, with apologies to the lyricists for changing a word here and there.

Just in Time …Sinatra
I’ll Follow The Sun (Son) .. Beatles
Love (Lord) Lift us up where we belong ... from An Officer and a Gentleman
Save the Last Dance for Me
Stand by Me
How do I begin, to tell the story of how great a love can be? .. from The Godfather?
Happy Heart …..Andy Williams
Age of Aquarius (Let the Sunshine (Son shine) in …) … am I stretching here?

What do you know … spiritual messages are everywhere! Have you already identified some of your own? I’m going to pay more attention!

Have a WONDER-full new week!

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Pain? What pain?

Ladies, do you recall your first pair of high-heels?

Around my 13th year I was permitted my first pair of Sunday ½”-ers …. which, of course, required several nights’ practice steps (wobble, wobble). A love affair was born!!!

For decades, my office attire included stockings and heels. So what if my feet were killing me?! According to the American Orthopedic Foot and Ankle Society, 8 out of every 10 women surveyed admit that their shoes cause them pain.

Still I’d insist, “Sensible shoes are ug-ly!” The important thing, by wearing high heels, “one creates the illusion of long legs, small feet, slender ankles and well-defined calves.”

After last Summer’s Incident and ensuing physical therapy, my choices in footwear became way limited. Then, what do you know? One day I realized that “sensible shoes” had surreptitiously become my allies …my feet actually liked me again. Next stop, the Naturalizer shop ....and I’ll have officially turned into my own mother!

But! This morning I unearthed a pair of 3-1/2” heels that positively cried to be worn with a certain skirt. (God hates a coward, right?) I made it nearly 9 hours before crying uncle.

Once in a while a gal’s gotta pay the piper.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

With Each Remembrance

Mother's Day can be difficult to experience for so many individuals. Only after the loss of my own mother ~ and the sudden death (SIDS) of a co-workers baby ~ was I able to Understand.

But! It's important I wear a happy face today, knowing that's just what she would want. That, and a necessary reassurance: "No Mom, I'm not forgetting to be a good girl."

Sometimes our hearts borrow from our yesterdays ...and with each remembrance we meet again with those we love.

Happy Mother's Day, mom .. now and forever.

Friday, May 8, 2009

Nothing like a cool drink on a hot day!

Earlier this year, Australia suffered a record heat wave, together with devastating wildfires. An acquaintance wrote, "My Dad just told me that there is smoke everywhere, the house is covered in smoke and fires are still raging and only about 10 min from their house.. No real concern that it will come their way thank the Lord."

He continues, "Koalas if you don't know are not social and don't come out of trees or down to the suburbs very often. But the main thing is that they don't actually drink water normally at any time. All their food and water source is provided from the eucalyptus leaves that they eat. That's why they sleep about 22 hours of the day because the calories and liquid intake is not enough to keep them awake long enough, but they consume enormous amounts of leaves in that time. So.. the following photos are even more amazing once that fact is known."

Koalas shown here during the heat wave ... aren't they adorable? I just want to snatch them up out of the pictures and squeeze! (But then again, check out those claws!)

Thank you, thank you very much!

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Stupid is as Stupid Does

A few posts back, I poked fun (perhaps unfairly) at the individual who complained in writing that our reservations team refused his request for “ocean-front” accommodations.

…which got me to thinking how many, many stupid things I’ve done. (Wince.) Obviously, there’s too many to chronicle, but a couple stand out:

Before the fast-food giant became known solely by its initials (thus saving on plastics and neon?) … I once helped prepare a last-minute proposal to their ad shop. Atop each page, my bold-typeface header read, “Kentucky Fried Children.” (Oops.)

Believing it would be “easy” money to assume a second, part-time job chauffeuring for a limo service. This, from a gal who’s never, ever parallel parked! That, and I never use(d) outside mirrors - preferring instead to swivel my neck like the kid in The Exorcist. Needless to say, that sideline job didn’t last very long. (But I still got to keep the snazzy tuxedo!)

Head bowed in humility, this is why I adore “uh-oh’s” like the following … and perhaps, will gain more tolerance towards others’ foibles.

Civil War planes? Lemme know how that works out!

Sunday, May 3, 2009

God's Accuracy

I received the following e-mail from a dear friend on Easter Sunday; then spaced sharing. My prompt? ....Noting the watermelons in Safeway! Did I count their stripes?* Well, ya!

How lovely to think about the way our Creator God planned everything so carefully and perfectly, everything with a plan.

God's accuracy may be observed in the hatching of eggs.
For example,
The eggs of the potato bug hatch in 7 days;
Those of the canary in 14 days;
Those of the barnyard hen in 21 days.
The eggs of ducks and geese hatch in 28 days;
Those of the mallard in 35 days.
The eggs of the parrot and the ostrich hatch in 42 days.
(Notice, they are all divisible by seven).

God's wisdom is seen in the making of an elephant. The four legs of this great beast all bend forward in the same direction. No other Quadruped is so made. God planned that this animal would have a huge body, too large to live on two legs. For this reason He gave it four fulcrums so that it can rise from the ground easily.

The horse rises from the ground on its two front legs first.
A cow rises from the ground with its two hind legs first

How wise the Lord is in all His works of creation! God's wisdom is revealed in His arrangement of sections and segments, as well as in the number of grains.

Each watermelon has an even number of stripes on the rind.*
Each orange has an even number of segments.
Each ear of corn has an even number of rows.
Each stalk of wheat has an even number of grains.

Every bunch of bananas has on its lowest row an even number of bananas, and each row decreases by one, so that one row has an even number and the next row an odd number.

The waves of the sea roll in on shore twenty-six to the minute in all kinds of weather.

All grains are found in even numbers on the stalks

The Lord specified thirty fold, sixty fold, and a hundredfold - all even numbers.

God has caused the flowers to blossom at certain specified times during the day, so that Linnaeus, the great botanist, once said that if he had a conservatory containing the right kind of soil, moisture and temperature, he could tell the time of day or night by the flowers that were open and those that were closed!

Thus the Lord in His wonderful grace can arrange the life that is entrusted to His care in such a way that it will carry out His purposes and plans..... and will be fragrant with His presence.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

You can trust your car ....

So many fixtures of my youth have faded away with little notice. Still, there’s not a week that goes by I don’t long for full-service gas stations. I really, really miss ‘em!

No, I’ve not lots of disposable income, nor do I consider myself a germ-a-phobe. Since the Camry’s good about visiting its mother-ship for scheduled maintenance, I’ve little reason to worry about what might be happening “below.”

But, I’ve a Level-5 Phobia about tires! Before finally replacing all four last week, said auto had a wicked inclination to pick up drywall screws and other miscellany. Only once did I suffer a blowout – thankfully not far from home – but it’s become habit I regularly circle the wagon, scrutinizing tread. (Ya, and like I’d actually know what I was looking for?)

Haven’t I been taught to use the air-pressure thing-a-ma-jig? Yes, but …… I’ve recurring visions of a giant ka-POW, resulting in ugly black tread marks across my face. Changing a flat? Let’s not even go there.

One of my fondest memories: ca.1980’s, a f/s station in St. Petersburg operated by two elderly gents. You know, the sort who’d automatically begin checking vitals and washing the windshield sqeaky-clean … inquiring after the family, then asking, "How are you?” in a way you knew they meant it. A safe, warm feeling. In those days I was significantly poorer ~ both in finances and spirit ~ but I wouldn’t have ever considered trading that weekly ritual for saving 5 or 10-cents a gallon.

Somethings are just Priceless.