Sunday, June 28, 2015
History, here now
To watch the fantastic evolution of the people of this great country in a matter of hours and days, is breathtaking. World changing history happening before our eyes in the seconds of time and to be here for it is beautiful and almost beyond comprehension. I feel so honored and privileged.................................marge
Friday, June 26, 2015
US Supreme Court
Hooray for our fantastic US Supreme court and its decision. Not only can loving couples now legally get married, they have the ability to adopt so many 'parentless' children out there who desperately need a permanent place to give and get love. Now these children have a fighting chance for a loving home in which to live and grow up and with a sense of finally 'belonging'..........................marge
Thursday, June 25, 2015
Revisiting the giants
To bring you up to date on the Boston ferns. As of today, one fern, on its four foot ladder, is thick and bushy. Its about five 1/2 feet wide and maybe six layers thick. The other fern, on a five foot ladder, isn't so thick at all, but the longest frond is 1/2 inch off of the floor with several more getting close. As usual, their care i.e. watering, rotating in the sunlight depends on my mood and memory..............................marge
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Boston fern follow up follow up.
Too smart is my problem
I used to feel inferior for not being able to get my computer to do what I want, but not any more. I figured out where my thinking has gone awry. I, for a long time, have wanted to scan 'anything' and put it into its own file. I've yelled, pounded the table and even cussed at my 'printer, scanner, copier' machine. It hasn't done any good. The same to my computer. I've even tried (forgive me) reading instructions. That, needless to say, was a big waste of time. Suddenly, while pondering, total understanding came to me. Not necessarily the answer, no, far from it. Just understanding. I'm way way too smart. Its not my fault. That's just the way it is. I can't think like five-10 years olds. They can do this stuff, with great ease I might add. Now all I have to do, is find a friend with a grade schooler to come over and help. I'm willing to pay, big time.........................marge
Monday, June 22, 2015
How many wrongs
That is my question. How many wrongs does it take to make a 'right'. Perhaps I should leave the question AND answer to our Detroit weathermen. Apparently a college degree does not an accurate forecaster make. Its not that I want a destructive storm to come. I just don't like the forecast to take longer than six days. Waiting, and I confess sometimes with anticipation, is getting wearisome. Either storm or don't storm. I'm running out of patience. But for gawd's sake, could we narrow it down to within a week?.......................marge
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does it take to make a right?
Friday, June 19, 2015
My confession
I want everyone to know why I hate mornings. It starts the night before. I'm supposed to give my 90 + wonderful neighbor a ride to the beauty shop in the morning. I take my nighttime meds and go to bed. Not too early, not to late. Eventually I fall asleep, having asked two people to call me in the a.m. to make sure I'm up and ready to go. The only problem. I wake up every two hours to check the clock. I so rarely use the alarm clock I worry it won't work. It did. Although tired from my restless night, I am up and ready. I go to my neighbor's house. Nobody answers. I'm starting to get concerned. The only phone number I have is to California and its three hours earlier there. With a city worker's help, she comes to the door. I am grateful to him. She informs me she left a message on my answering machine, yesterday I presume, that she cancelled her hair appointment. Somewhere out there in telephone land, someone got the message, but not I. Sigh..................marge
Thursday, June 18, 2015
Loneliness
Even if surrounded by people on a daily basis, loneliness can't always be avoided. It isn't a question about the number of people in the room, its all about how one feels about oneself. Lonely people can be mean, selfish, stingy and seemingly undeserving of any affection. They could well bring it upon themselves, but not by a conscious choice. They just don't know how to make it different. A pet might help, but they require attention, something an older person can't always give. And if the older person dies, where would the pet go? Older people do think of that. Conversely, if the pet dies and the owner is over 80, a new pet isn't a reasonable choice. Seems like a lose lose situation. Somewhere out there, there is an answer but would we use it if we found it? Doesn't seem so, does it? At least so far..............................marge
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