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Thought of the day...
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Posted:Dec 12, 2016 7:27 pm
Last Updated:May 7, 2021 7:52 pm
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Since the blog monster wants to eat my picture. It says
"Too many people miss the silver lining because they're expecting gold."
Just in case the blog monster decides to eat it again...
Your thoughts?
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Music
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Posted:Nov 20, 2016 10:29 am
Last Updated:May 7, 2021 7:57 pm
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Music is one of the many pleasures in my life. I listen to it every day. I use it at work, while I am driving, while I read, while I work out at the gym. Lots of time it is playing in the background while I chat or write.
Included in my internet package is a collection of music channels of which there is an app for my phone. I downloaded the app to see if it was REALLY going to be free, as advertised.
I used it at work last week. WOW, I love it. I found one station that is all Classical Masters: Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin, et al. I enjoy the music while I am reading or working because I don't want my mind inundated with words, this helps me to focus on my work. I sit at my desk and pop in the ear buds and zone in on my job.
Other times I enjoy fast beat music, like right now I am listening to the country music station, and I am having a difficult time putting my thoughts in print because the music is making me want to dance.
Back!! (30 minutes later) Had to go dance around my living room for a while, the music was telling me to dance… I had to go to my Classical Masters station to give me the focus to write.
I enjoy the fast beat music because it does get me wanting to move, I listen to it at the gym and I find it is helping me to keep the faster pace on the treadmill and Stairmaster. I have a little slower music for when I am doing my weight training. And if for some reason I don’t get to the gym (mainly on the weekends) I can do some cardio by putting on some fast pace music and dancing around my living room. Yes, I probably do look like a crazy fool, I really don't care since no one else is seeing me dance around my living room.
And yes the app is free as advertised. Although, I did downloaded it on my old phone which has no data and is only good for WiFi, therefore, no opps, I was out of WiFi range at work. I am using that one strictly for music and a couple of things I can't seem to get to work the way I want on my new phone.
How does music play a part in your life? What is your favorite music? Favorite song or artist?
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Be the friend you would like to have...
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Posted:Nov 15, 2016 6:50 pm
Last Updated:Feb 23, 2020 7:07 am
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This past week has been a lot about looking back and looking ahead; not so much about looking at the present. I am remembering what was going on in my life in 2004. I had not been feeling the best and was having some “female issues” and I decided enough was enough and made an appointment with my Doctor who wanted some tests done to make an accurate diagnosis. He got all the results back and we discuss what was found.
Now one of the things I always liked about this Doctor was that he did not beat around the bush at all, he told you flat out, this is the problem. Here are the options, let’s discuss which is best. It was decided that I would have surgery to have four masses removed. I could have the surgery done in one of two cities. I decided to have it done closer to home and was given my options of Doctors there. I knew one of the choices and wanted him to do the surgery.
While I was waiting for surgery, you can imagine the thoughts going through my head. Are these masses cancer? Am I going to die? What will happen to my ? I am only 41; I really would love to see my grow up. My mind is in an endless cycle of “this can’t be happening to me”!! At this time Tim McGraw released a single, “Live Like You Were Dyin’”, this song became my mantra:
He said
I was in my early forties
With a lot of life before me
And a moment came that stopped me on a dime
I spent most of the next days
Looking at the x-rays
Talkin' 'bout the options
And talkin' 'bout sweet time
I asked him
When it sank in
That this might really be the real end
How's it hit you
When you get that kind of news?
Man, what'd you do?
He said
I went skydivin’
I went Rocky Mountain climbin’
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fumanchu
And I loved deeper
And I spoke sweeter
And I gave forgiveness I'd been denyin’
And he said
Someday I hope you get the chance
To live like you were dyin’
He said
I was finally the husband
That most of the time I wasn't
And I became a friend a friend would like to have
And all of a sudden going fishin'
Wasn't such an imposition
And I went three times that year I lost my dad
I finally read the Good Book, and I
Took a good, long, hard look
At what I'd do if I could do it all again
And then
I went skydivin’
I went Rocky Mountain climbin’
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fumanchu
And I loved deeper
And I spoke sweeter
And I gave forgiveness I'd been denyin’
And he said
Someday I hope you get the chance
To live like you were dyin’
Like tomorrow was a gift
And you've got eternity
To think about
What you'd do with it
What could you do with it
What did I do with it?
What would I do with it?
Skydivin’
I went Rocky Mountain climbin’
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fumanchu
And I loved deeper
And I spoke sweeter
And I watched an eagle as it was flyin’
And he said
Someday I hope you get the chance
To live like you were dyin’
To live like you were dyin’
Now you ask, why am I thinking of events which happened twelve years ago? Well the reason is I have been doing a lot of reflecting on life this past couple of weeks. The reason, I lost a dear old friend a couple of weeks ago. As sad as that was he would not want us to grieve his passing, but celebrate life, the one in front of us. His life was one full of laughter and a helping hand to anyone in need. The last I had spoken with him was on the phone and he struggled to finish a sentence. COPD is not an easy death, yet even in his final days he had that mischievous grin; that spark in his eyes. You had to love this guy with the purest of hearts and the gentlest of souls. He would help out anyone in need and when the favor was returned when he was unable to do simple tasks he could not understand why people would be so kind. He passed from this life knowing he was loved very much for who he was. He was remembered for his laughter, his jokes, and most of all his unselfish kindness for others.
While I was home I spoke to another friend who I hadn’t seen since last year; (life just gets busy sometimes and we forget to stop and take the time to embrace those amazing people who without, life just isn’t the same). This guy is a year older than I am and is just getting on his feet from a nasty divorce. We have been friends since high school and no matter how much time passed between visits it was like picking up where we left off. We catch up with each other every couple months.
So when he picks up the phone, I notice from his voice he is not his usual jolly self and I sense something is not right. So me being me, I ask “who shit in your corn flakes this morning?” Silence, I am not used to that from this guy, he usually has some smart ass come back. “Hello, did I lose you? Did this damn phone drop the call?” I hear breathing, nope he is still there. Ok now I know something is really wrong. So I tell him “out with it, you have never held anything back from me before. Don’t start now.” All I hear is, “cancer”, “it has spread”, and “more tests results”. OMF, I am floored. Now I am the one silent. He continues to tell me that he is waiting for more test results to find out how much the cancer has spread. I want to cry, yet I feel I have to be strong for him and I quickly catch up, I only hope he has not noticed the falter. We discuss life for a bit, he already has a lot of things figured out if things do not go well. We promise to talk after he gets the results back.
Thursday morning I get a call, from a mutual friend. He got the results back and it is not good. I tell her I suspected this since he has not called to tell me. I continue to explain that I also understand that he needs this time to process it all.
He and I had a chat on the weekend. The prognosis is not good, the likelihood of him surviving is very slim, yet he will fight and he will have an army of friends who adore him for the person he is, who will not allow him to fight this battle alone.
All this got me to remembering how I felt when I had those masses and how scared I was. How nervous I was to hear that the results were back and the Doctor would like to see me. How I had prepared myself for the worst, and got the best. Mine was not cancer. I had thought my life was going to end, yet I had another chance. I wonder sometimes why life has to be so unfair. However I know that sometimes it seems to be. It is what we learn from each step that is important. For me, it is cherishing the good and fun moments, live each day to its fullest. Enjoy the journey. Those who are with you during the dark times are the ones who deserve to be there to enjoy the good times. Be the friend you would like to have.
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Email funnies... but seriously??
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Posted:Sep 22, 2016 8:37 pm
Last Updated:Nov 17, 2018 6:51 am
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So last night I came online when I got home from work and read my emails. One email was one of those “WTF!!! Have you completely lost your mind or have you ever had one???”
The gist of the email is that he is looking for a place to stay while he is in the city to work for five weeks. Now I have never even so much as heard of this guy before this email. I have not chatted with him or even seen him in our local chat room. I have not met him at any of the parties or coffee meets I have attended in the last couple of years. And I have met quite a few people. Would I allow them to stay in my house while they were in town for five weeks work? That would depend on a LOT of things. How well I know and trust him or her is one the top of that list. Other conditions would also apply.
So to be polite, I responded and gave him a list of hotels in the area of where he would be working. I also informed him that I only had a one bedroom apartment and would not be comfortable with having someone I didn’t know sharing my space for that length of time. His response was the one which made me shake my head more than twice and ended all further communication. He pointed out that he was not looking for a hotel and that I only had a one bedroom apartment would be fine with him.
Now I will say that I have met a few people from this site who I would allow in my home, and some I would allow to stay for a while, if needed. Probably not for five weeks, but a week, maybe. 
I have, on a couple of occasions, left my door unlocked and allowed someone to enter while I was not home. Now that would be a VERY VERY rare occasion. There are maybe three or four I would not have any issue with allowing that scenario to happen. I have known each a while (more than a year) and have met them on multiple occasions and trust the individual(s).
Would you allow anyone you know from here access to your home like that?
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The Harvest Moon
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Posted:Sep 16, 2016 6:22 pm
Last Updated:Sep 18, 2016 3:01 pm
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Tonight is the Harvest Moon; this explains a lot at work. The full moon always brings out the more demanding people in my line of work. Even though I am not taking calls on a daily basis. I still take the odd one, although, I communicate more by email now and some of them can be quite demanding. I just laugh and do the best I can and explain why some of the things they are wishing for are not possible. Sometimes all I can do is shack my head and wonder what rock they have been living under for the last 15 to 20 years.
Enough of that topic…. As part of my photography course I was to take a picture of the moon. I thought tonight would be a good night to get the shot, it being a full moon and all….
Do you find people to be a little more demanding a few days leading up to and following the full moon?
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Wow, there are still some honest people out there!!
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Posted:Sep 15, 2016 4:32 pm
Last Updated:Sep 17, 2016 9:37 am
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I was getting my morning coffee this morning when a knock sounded at my door. I opened the door to this man who was holding my wallet.
“I believe this belongs to you, I found it down the street.” he claimed. To which I knew it was my wallet just from looking at it. I thanked him very much for returning it. I was not expecting the money which I had put in it to remain, however, it was. Nothing was missing. I had not even realized I had dropped my wallet on my way home from work last night.
Restored a little of my faith in the human race today. There are still some honest people out there.
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Running late…
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Posted:Sep 9, 2016 5:30 pm
Last Updated:Dec 22, 2016 6:28 pm
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I almost freaked out this morning when I woke up, correction. I did freak out this morning when I woke up!!!
I had slept through my alarm and was just waking up at the same time I usually leave for work. I normally leave for work around 10:30 am, I start at 11:30, however, I enjoy getting my computer set up and have a coffee and chat for a bit with others in the office. You know, kind of slow my way in to work.
I really must have been out of it because I slept through 3 phone calls and 5 text messages, along with my alarm going off for 30 minutes.
I made it to work just in time so I wasn't late. Running late threw the rest of my day off. I felt rushed…
How does running late affect your day??
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Perspective. How do you see it?
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Posted:Sep 7, 2016 5:31 pm
Last Updated:Oct 22, 2016 9:14 am
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I saw this on fb and thought I would share.
One day a very wealthy father took his on a trip to the country for the sole purpose of showing his how it was to be poor.
They spent a few days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family. After their return from the trip, the father asked his how he liked the trip.
"It was great, Dad," the replied.
"Did you see how poor people can be?" the father asked.
"Oh Yeah," said the ,
"So what did you learn from this trip?" asked the father.
The answered, "I saw that we have one and they had four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night. Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon. We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight. We have servants who serve us, and they serve others. We buy our food, but they grow theirs. We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them. "
The boy's father was speechless…
Then the added, "It showed me just how poor we really are."
Too many time we forget what we have and concentrate on what we don't have. What is one person's worthless object is another's prize possession.
Sometimes it takes the perspective of a to remind us what is important.
Your thoughts?
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IM giggles...
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Posted:Sep 6, 2016 6:04 pm
Last Updated:Sep 9, 2016 5:37 pm
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I got home from work tonight and checked email etc. and went on IM for a change of pace. I am not certain if I had been on there for 15 seconds yet and I get a ding. I check it to see if it is anyone I know and it is not.
His opening line, "you want to play". No question mark, just the words.
My reply "I don't even know you. Why would I play with someone I have never even so much as had a conversation with?"
His response, "I though people where here to meet and play"
Me: "It may be a sex site, doesn't mean we jump in bed with anyone and everyone"
Him: "ok that all I am looking for"
To which I wished him good luck in his search.
Next ding is from a guy who has been trying to get me to meet him for coffee for a few weeks. It just seems any time I am free he is not or if he is, I am not. Anyway, tonight he messages me and wants to know if I have a few minutes to meet??? Just to say hi??
Now remember, I just got home from work, I just got in my jammies. I really don't feel like going back out, however, I might. I am typing a response and he says, BRB. Ok, I think to myself I will do a little writing while I wait for him to return.
Ding number 3 at least starts with a "Hello, how are you doing?" to which I returned "hello, I am well and you?" A conversation started. We talked about writing, sexual fantasies, blogging. Several topics. All in all an interesting 40 minutes conversation. All this time buddy who is trying to get me to meet him for coffee has not returned… Guess coffee with me is not that important. 
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