Sunday, August 28, 2011


Do you remember that 80's television series, "Hotel"?

I loved the gracious surroundings and well-mannered guests.... and how, by evening's end, any challenges were happily resolved.

Color me "guilty."   Guilty of sometimes falling into that old "grass is greener" theory.  Those discouraging days it seems I can't satisfy all the people all the time.  (Ya, I'm naive that way.)  
.....Those days I fantasize swapping my desk's geography for one a few miles north.  On Camelback, perhaps.  No doubt, you "locals" know of which I speak.
So, I shared my silly reverie with a co-worker the other day.  Startled by her response:  "I think I prefer rubbing shoulders with those in my own tax bracket."  I'd forgotten, "D" once lived and worked in Santa Barbara!   Of course ... she's right.

People are people, each of us with certain expectations.  It's how I react to those UNreasonable expectations -- and not to take things so personally -- that counts.

Which begs a question: Have you ever endured experienced an disappointing vacation?

I can certainly recall a couple!  I’m ashamed to admit, I didn’t conduct myself exactly graciously.   In retrospect, somebody should’ve shoved this list under my nose!

The Traveler’s Ten Commandments

Thou shalt not expect to find things as they were at home, for thou hast left thy home to find things different.

Thou shalt not take anything too seriously, for a carefree mind is the beginning of an enjoyable vacation.

Thou shalt not let others get on thy nerves, for thou art paying good money to have a good time.

Keep thy passport with thee at all times, for a person without a passport is a person without a country.

Thou shalt have respect for thy fellow travelers and their feelings, even as thou expectest them to have respect for thee.

Blessed is the person who can say "thank you" to those who strive to give good service.

Thou shalt not worry He who worrieth hath no pleasure..and few things are ever fatal.

Thou shalt not judge the people of a country by one person with whom thou hast had trouble.

When in Rome, thou shalt do somewhat as the Romans do; if in doubt, use common sense and friendliness.

Remember thou art a guest in the land of another..and he who treateth his host with respect shall be treated as an honored guest.

Before saying, "Goodnight", I'd like to show you the charmer who lives under my phone.....

.....Gifted as (I suspect) a not-so-subtle reminder!

 Tomorrow morning, welcome to my world!

Have you a funny story or a memorable customer service experience you'd like to share?  I'd love to learn!

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Simple Pleasures - A child who reads!

It happened again!

Just last weekend ... as has happened almost every Saturday,  DH and I made a pilgrimage to the public library... and I spotted this:

No matter my "mood d'jour" or what else may be going on ... this crazy smile pops out across my face.  Every time.

More often than not, the child's parents right there, to assist.   Clutching an armload of story-books to his chest, the little one might look up at me with this sooooo -satisfied smile...... and for a just a moment, all is RIGHT in the world.

PS -
I really, really wanted to capture a photo!   Once, I even whupped out my cell phone to capture the backs of a mother/daughter .... then felt so guilty, like someone would think me a pervert!   It's sad, but in today's world, I don't think I'd cotton to a stranger asking for a photo of my little one.  

For more "feel-good" moments and points of view, please visit the nice folks over at Dayle's place!

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Spiritual Sundays: Deception

I think everyone would agree, we live in a world where appearances mask reality. 

For example, they ("they", whose vast knowledge makes my teeth ache) tell us we are sitting on this giant ball that's spinning approximately 1,000 mph ..... while our perception swears we're not moving!

Sara Rigler writes, "Perhaps the most false appearance is an illusion of Divine absence, a world devoid of God.  In truth, we know God is not only the source of all that exists, nothing exists except God.  Denying His existence is like a fish denying the existence of water!"

A world disconnected from its Divine source is a fool's gold world.   You've heard of fool's gold, right?  

One of Ms. Rigler's recent articles recalls her experience touring an old gold mine at the outskirts of Johannesburg, South Africa:

"I pointed my flashlight at the rocky wall where I saw glittering specks of gold." 

Instead, the guide pointed to a shiny black spot of brick.  "This is real gold. 99% gold."

"To make it look like gold, you have to go through a complicated process:
First you crush the rock.  Then you pulverize it, until it's like powder.  Then you have to add cyanide, a deadly poison."

She went on to explain additional stages of the process until, finally "the gold looks like gold."  

The author reminds us, "to penetrate beneath the mask of physical appearance requires a mental process more arduous than turning black rock into gold jewelry." 

"In a fool's gold world, the worst eventuality is death.
In reality, the worst eventuality is a life devoid of meaning and purpose."

"In a fool's gold world, your essential identity appears to be your body, so you invest your time, attention and money in beautifying/strengthening/preserving the body.
In reality, your essential identity is your soul."

"Unearthing the real gold may require going deep below the surface and undergoing an intricate process of refinement ... but is investing in counterfeit ever worth it?"

Friday, August 19, 2011

Long time no speak!

Oh, it wasn't for lack of intent.  I started ...then STOPPED a dozen times. 
Not even our resident canine was much inclined to suffer my bouts of "August-itis" or "budget-itis."  
Given the choice, I opted to nap.   A lot.

So, what's new?

The GOOD news is, I can put away this signage outside my boss's office for another year.

Wooo-hoooooo -- budgets were approved just yesterday!!!  


In between the aforementioned naps, good friends coaxed me out of the house to celebrate National Ice-Cream Day.

Guess who was too full-up on pot-roast to sample the main event?   Must return to the scene!

Last Saturday we took a recommendation from Monica and travelled up the road to Cave Creek's storied El Encanto.   Soooo awesome!
Borrowed snapshot here.  Go figure, one out of two days a month I'm enjoying a "Good Hair Day" and no-one wants their picture taken!  

Despite sometimes evidence to the contrary, I still believe GOOD things happen to GOOD people!  

For instance?   A long, long time ago in a Land Far-away, there lived two young ladies who believed the world was their oyster.    One, the female half of a popular morning radio show with mega-watt looks and personality .... and me, along for the ride.   An Odd Couple to be sure, her spontaneity was probably good for me.

Following my move to Florida, we eventually drifted apart -- only to reconnect our jigsaw pieces a few years ago.   Whadda ya know?   The former wild child was all settled down with a clone child of her own.

So, a few weeks ago came some exciting news and this picture on Facebook.
The little record-player that lives in my head began that beloved, bittersweet tune from Fiddler on the Roof:  "I don't remember growing older ... when did they?

Often imitated ...never equalled, Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders!  Yea, Cassie!!!

I'd not thought of this episode for a while now, but a few months back, one of DH's friends from Chicago was poking fun of me when I inadvertently dropped a "ya'all" into our conversation.   (Hubby says I do that a lot.)  
Know what?   I had my feelings hurt for like, 5 minutes.   Then, decided he's just jealous.  (Hrummmpf!)

Tho'  I've not lived there for too many years ~ and I'm ridiculously in love with Arizona ~ suppose I'll always consider Texas my "heart's home."

Thanks to those of you who've stuck by me!   Now's time I return the favor and spend some quality time this weekend catching up with YOU! :)))))