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Sharing My World 7

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What is your favorite time of day?

Early morning, when the world is quiet, the coffee is hot and fresh and aromatically delicious, and I am curled up on the couch with my I-Pad reading my favourite blogs.  Scrolling through Facebook in case there’s something there to shock and amaze me or tell me something which will, without a doubt, immediately change my life.  Many pages make these kinds of promises but don’t deliver.  Well none have yet, anyway, but hey, you never know.

Early morning is for looking out the windows at my little corner of the world going about its morning business, full of busy people with their purposes and plans.  It’s about having the whole day ahead of me to fill with activities and actions and projects and deeds.  Or with absolutely nothing at all.

What’s your favorite charitable cause and why?

Cancer research.  Treatment and cures are admirable pursuits, but prevention deserves the most focus.  Because who of us has not lost someone,  somewhere,  to the big C?

How do you like to spend a rainy day?

If it’s simply warm and drizzly, not blustery and cold with the power to turn ones umbrella inside out, there’s something purely delightful about a long walk in the rain.  Even if it ruins your hair.  We live in a place where the air is so bone dry it can glue your contact lenses to your eyeballs.  When it rains, the clean fresh air and humidity and the deep, cleansing breaths you take to clear your lungs and your head are amazing – you can’t order that on Amazon.  I love all rainy days, including the ones not fit to be out in, because inside and out they wash the crap and the cobwebs away.

When writing by hand do you prefer to use a pencil or pen?

Pencils are for drawing.  Pens are for writing brilliant things like lists.  If it’s worth writing, it’s worth putting down in indelible ink.  Purple gel is always a good choice.  However, when I wrote things on patient files I used erasable pens (with boring black ink) so that I could appear to be a decisive professional who did not have to scratch out stupid statements containing spelling mistakes.  Has anyone thought of inventing a purple gel auto-correct spell-checking pen?  I’d buy one of those.

Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?

I am grateful for the strong anti inflammatory medication I am taking which has reduced the puffiness in my face to such an extent that the dark circles under my eyes are remarkably more noticeable.  Well, at least I know it’s doing something.  I am looking forward to seeing my up-north grandchildren after Halloween.  I am looking forward to Halloween being over so those little candy bars will stop calling my name.

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Share Your World Week 43

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Prayer of an Abbess

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Prayer of an Anonymous Abbess

by ―     Margot Benary-Isbert

Lord, thou knowest better than myself that I am growing older and will soon be old. Keep me from becoming too talkative, and especially from the unfortunate habit of thinking that I must say something on every subject and at every opportunity.

Release me from the idea that I must straighten out other peoples’ affairs. With my immense treasure of experience and wisdom, it seems a pity not to let everybody partake of it. But thou knowest, Lord, that in the end I will need a few friends.

Keep me from the recital of endless details; give me wings to get to the point.

Grant me the patience to listen to the complaints of others; help me to endure them with charity. But seal my lips on my own aches and pains — they increase with the increasing years and my inclination to recount them is also increasing.

I will not ask thee for improved memory, only for a little more humility and less self-assurance when my own memory doesn’t agree with that of others. Teach me the glorious lesson that occasionally I may be wrong.

Keep me reasonably gentle. I do not have the ambition to become a saint — it is so hard to live with some of them — but a harsh old person is one of the devil’s masterpieces.

Make me sympathetic without being sentimental, helpful but not bossy. Let me discover merits where I had not expected them, and talents in people whom I had not thought to possess any. And, Lord, give me the grace to tell them so.

Amen
―     Margot Benary-Isbert

Posted for Cin’s Feb Challenge/Witchy Rambles Day 6 – Pray

Promises to Keep and Reasons to Weep

Man, sometimes my titles are about a hundred times better than whatever comes next!

Someone told me today that vacations are like a bunch of weekends all strung together.  I’ve been back from my holiday for just under two weeks and already I’m longing for another stretch of strung-together weekends.  But no one wants to hear a person whine about how badly they need another holiday. So I’ll just keep that to myself and enjoy my disconnected weekends like everybody else who has no more travel plans for the summer.

There are a couple of promises I’ve made to myself, meant to improve my attitude and my life.  One is to stop saying the F word on my drive to work.  And also on my drive home from work.  And at all other times of the day or night.  Well, two out of three isn’t so bad.  Anyway, I broke this promise to myself today.  Twice I think. Maybe three times, I don’t know, I can’t keep track of what slips out of my mouth in traffic.  Whatever, tomorrow is another day.

The other promise I’ve made to myself is to avoid like the plague talking about work or anything work related here, simply because I rarely have anything pleasant to say about it.  And nobody wants to listen to whining about that either.  However…. it appears to be a day for promise breaking.guidedog

Our optical office has recently acquired one of these giant dog statues from the Canadian Guide Dogs for the Blind charity.  Notice the hole in his head for donations.  This is probably harder to walk off with than a coin box sitting on a counter, plus a lot cuter.

What I have a problem with is the “contest” that’s currently underway to “name our guide dog.” No one asked me for my opinion about this, because they’re all smart enough to know I would think it’s stupid. Which I do.  A big plastic dog doesn’t need a name.  So with no input from me they have made a big poster asking for name suggestions and promising a “prize package” for the winner.  All you have to do is write your dog name, your human name, and your phone number down on a piece of paper and drop it in the draw box.    Would it not make more sense to give out the ballots in exchange for a small donation, rather than for free?  Otherwise doesn’t it all seem just a tad pointless?  And kindergarten -ish?

It appears that no one put any thought into how the winning name is actually going to be chosen, or what the criteria is for submitting a winning entry, or even what the prize package will be.  This lack of planning is what drives me crazy. And then it turns out it’s not a random  draw at all, because now everyone (except me) has been asked to go through the ballots and choose their favourite dog name from the ones submitted, and then the draw will be out of those names only.  How is that fair?  But more importantly, why do I even care?

Well of course even though I think the whole idea is dumb I’m a little miffed that I wasn’t consulted about any of this and thus didn’t get the chance to tell everyone they’re nuts.  And when potential dog namer customers ask me what the prize is I want to tell them I have no F’ing idea.  But I’m not saying that word.

Anyway, tonight, left on my own with the ballots, I decided to go through them and choose one for the bowl of finalists.  Seriously, we have a yellow cereal bowl for the blank ballots.  Professional is a word we don’t appear to understand.  But anyway, that’s beside the point.  The point is I ended up with twelve names that I think deserve consideration.  But they won’t get it, because I like them, and I don’t take this whole thing seriously enough and I’m just making fun of everything.  All true.

Here they are, in random order:

1.  Moneydog

2.  Blindy

3.  Princess Glitter

4.  Seesaw

5.  Barky

6.  Taxicab

7.  Cat

8.  Batdog

9.  Fluffy

10.  Cheezie

11.  Melonhead

12.  Woofy

The ballot I snuck into the pile of finalists was “Seymour” because I think that one might actually have a chance.  But these other dozen?  Priceless.  All deserving of a prize package for originality if nothing else.  Perhaps I’ll suggest that we hang each of these names in turn around the plastic dogs neck at hourly intervals throughout the workday.  See, if anyone would just bother to ask, I do have some really good ideas.

Blog Tag – Wanna Play?

Thank you C.B. Wentworth  for inviting me to play BLOG TAG.

At least I think I mean thank you and not curse you.  I will let you know if I ever get to the end of this little assignment.   As a child I was not that good at being IT.  As an adult who has learned that no one wants to listen to me snivel about stuff, I have decided to play by the rules and give it my best shot.  And I was kidding about the cursing.  I’m flattered.  Really, I am.

I hope everyone who reads this will check out C.B.’s blog by clicking on the above link – it’s a delight to read and you’ll be glad you did.  I’ve been following her poetry, stories, artwork and photography – there are awesome things there for everyone.

The rules for playing blog tag are….

  • You must post the rules
  • Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post
  • Create eleven new questions to ask the people you’ve tagged (or use the existing ones)
  • Tag (eleven) people with a link to your post
  • Let them know they’ve been tagged

Here are the questions I’ve been given, and my answers to them.  Everything you never wanted to know about me and more great links coming up:

1) What is something you’ve always wanted to learn how to do?  Teleport.  Right now it’s science fiction, but if instantaneous travel ever becomes reality I am SO going to be a frequent flyer.

2) What is your favorite quote?  “I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.” (Agatha Christie)

3) What is the scariest thing you’ve ever done?  I gave birth to babies. And then, even scarier, I had to be their mother.

4) If there were no rules, what would you do? No doubt I would make some up.

5) Stick shift (manual) or automatic transmission?  Automatic is certainly easier, but manual can be a lot more fun and definitely makes you pay closer attention to what you’re doing.

6) Mac or PC?  I’ve only ever had a PC but I’ve heard so many good things about Macs, when this lap top dies I think I’ll make the big switch.

7) You are a published author at your first book signing.  What message do you write with your autograph?  Happy reading?  I have no idea, and feel confident that this scenario will never come up.  But for sure I’d use a really great pen, like a fine point sharpie.  In purple, maybe.  Doodle some hearts and stars.  Personalize it with your name, which I will have to ask you how to spell.  Add a few hugs and kisses.  The line up will be slow-moving.  Better bring a coffee with you.

8) What charity is closest to your heart?  All the health related ones I guess.  Heart and stroke, cancer, diabetes.  And children’s hospitals.  Research and prevention.  We wouldn’t have to be searching so hard for cures if we could prevent these things from happening in the first place.

9) Name something that you think is underrated.  Yoga pants.  If everyone wore them, this world would be a much more relaxed and happy place.

10) If you could give yourself a new name, what would it be?  Ultimate Supreme Queen of the Universe has a nice ring to it.

11) What book or event changed your life?  I don’t know if reading “The Power of Now” by Eckhart Tolle changed my life, but it did change the way I look at it, and the way I experience things.  Instead of constantly reliving the past or rehearsing imagined future situations in my mind I am learning to let the involuntary thinking subside, giving way to stillness, peace and the joy of Being.  There is something to be said for having an empty head.  Put on your yoga pants and try it.

Here’s the 11 questions for those I have tagged:

1.  When is the last time you did something for the first time?

2.  What would your life be incomplete without?

3. What is your greatest fear?

4.  What makes you smile or laugh out loud?

5.  What’s your worst habit, and what are you doing to change it?

6.  Who (or what) is your best friend?

7.  What makes you sad (or mad) enough to cry (or punch somebody)?

8.  If you owned a boat, what would you name it?

9.  What’s your proudest accomplishment?

10.  What did you want to be when you grew up and how did that work our for you?

11.  If you were making a movie about your life, what actors would you chose to play yourself and your significant other(s)?

(Question number 12 is Do you hate me for tagging you?  but you can skip that one if you think I won’t like the answer.)

I am tagging:

Incidentally

the dancing professor

sillyliss

slapppshot…tales of a single dad

As I See It

Coffee Powered Mom

Coffee and Spellcheck

brainsnorts inc >.<

HURTLED TO 60 AND NOW BEYOND

Andy’s words and pictures

The Meat and Potatoes of Life

There are many more tag worthy people I follow but the rules state that I must stop at the magic number of eleven.  If I’ve missed you, please feel free to answer my fascinating questions anyway. One way or the other, I’d love to hear what you have to say.  There was a lot of messing around to be done getting all the links right, but this was fun anyway.  And if it directs some new fans to these and other great blogs, my work is done.