Tuesday Tid Bits...

 



Why????
That's all I can say on this subject...

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And Didja know???

There are only 34 days until Christmas! And I just know everyone is right on the ball with everything...right?

Wrong!

Really?

Well, I am now able to say that I have reached a certain age where I can admit to failing to give a "rat's ass" if I'm on top of ...

Present buying,

Baking,

Decorating,

Card making,

Card sending,

Grocery shopping,

House cleaning,

Entertaining/Party attending,

Oh ya, don't forget the present wrapping...

and...

any other "must do, can't forget, earth shattering" Christmas details I may have overlooked!!

Yes, indeedy...I am of a certain age where ALL (or most all)  these glorious details have been passed on to my two wonderful daughters.

Booya!  The glory of having had children!!

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Speaking of details; didja know?

1. Because they viewed Christmas as a decadent Catholic holiday, the Puritans in America banned all Christmas celebrations from 1659-1681 with a penalty of five shillings for each offense. Some Puritan leaders condemned those who favored Christmas as enemies of the Christian religion.     

2. Oklahoma was the last U.S. state to declare Christmas a legal holiday, in 1907.

3. Puritan Oliver Cromwell outlawed Christmas celebrations and carols in England from 1649-1660. The only celebrations allowed were sermons and prayers

Talk about Bah Humbug!!!

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On a lighter note...

Hubby and I are arguing about which Christmas Tree to go with this year. Perhaps you could help us decide...

Tree Number One - The Beer Bottle Design! (1000 beer bottles - hmmm...)

As I'm sure you guessed, this would be Hubby's choice!

Tree Number Two - The Effect after drinking ALL those beer!!

My choice, of course!!

Now any comments you'd like to share would help settle the argument. Thanks and..

That's it for Tuesday Tid Bits!!

Growing Older Badly...

There are good ways to grow older...

Then there are NOT so good ways...

 

 

 Granted both are famous women and both admit to having had plastic surgery (one in particular has had LOTS of plastic surgery from the looks of it...) which most of us commoners would never do...right?  Right???

Or would you?

 

And if you admit "yes", that you would go for a little nip and tuck, pinch and lift or fill and drill, does that mean you're growing older badly?

 

Throughout history many women have felt their looks hold at least, some importance.  Does this necessarily mean anything?

 

Does it really? Or...

 

...what if growing older well didn't have much to do with the outside, other than the fact, it will reflect our inner being and give "real" clues as to whether...

 

There is a guy who dances inside:



 

Or if you'd prefer:

 

 

Or not.

 

Let's face it, growing older well,  isn't for sissies or prom queens. It takes inner strength, tolerance, forgiveness, humour and gratitude.

 

For a life well lived...

 

NOT well dressed!







Tuesday Tid Bits...

For lack of any earth-shattering ideas to blog about, I give you the following (hope you enjoy):

 

Have you heard the shocking news?! Justin ( the Beeb) & Selena have broken up! OMGoodness!!  I can hardly believe it...snicker, snicker

 

 

Is this really so shocking people? How old are these two anyway, maybe 20ish?? Who expects ANY two 20-somethings to last, let alone famous ones?

 

Come on...

 

Even the famous 40-something's can't keep it together.

 

Besides...

 

I want to hear the "real" important news, like next season's fashion colours!!

 

Or perhaps... someone somewhere (preferably in Canada) found the cure for say...

 

Cancer...

 

Or Aids...

 

Or MS...

 

Or ....You get the picture

 

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On a lighter note...

 

Rotten Dog....the love of my life (just kiddin Honey) but....

 

 

Look at that Face!!!

 

To find that "special-one and only" dog that captures your heart and soul is special indeed. The bond is extremely hard to describe.

 

I've owned other pets and have loved them all, but until Rotten Dog came into my life, I never really understood. And...

 

He is a very, very, veeerrry BAD dog!!

 

As I write this he is barking insanely at a Atco Gas truck... What my gas bills are not high enough? Must we PO the gas man?

 

A VERY BAD DOG....but what can I say...

 

He is my canine soul mate. Yes indeedy...

 

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One more thing...

 

Dija know...

 

That the top salary earned in the NHL's 2012-13 season is earned by Shea Weber (Nashville Predators) at a whopping $14 million dollars!

 

And...

 

The top salary earned in the 1917-18 season was made by Newsy Lalonde(Montreal Canadiens) at a whopping $13 hundred dollars! (which by the way, equals $25 thousand by today's standards)

 

WOW!

 

Double Wow, Wow!!

 

Do ya think today's NHL players are payed a wee bit too much? Hmmmm...

 

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And that is it for this week's Tuesday Tid Bits.... Glad you could be here!

 

 

 





When Fortune trumps Reason...

I don't know if there is a rule somewhere (somehow I think there might be) about opening more than one fortune cookie, but I did it anyway...

Ahhhh....curiosity killed the cat...meow!

Fortune # 1: "Something unusual will happen at work or school next week"

Well, since I am currently off on disability and don't go to school; what am I to think...

Does this mean I SHOULD be working or in school? Have I missed the boat on this? Was I asleep at the wheel when fortune smiled down?

Or...

Is it perhaps, a general, kind of, generic way of just saying, "Something will happen in your life (whatever it is you do - or lack thereof ) next week"?

Ummmm... and what does it mean by unusual? Unusual how? Good unusual or bad unusual?

And what does "something" mean?  Is it something I'd want to happen or something that could cause me sleepless nights all next week?  Because after all, "something" could mean just about anything!! And "unusual" isn't usually good, or something I'd want, is it??

Eee Gads!

Something usually is bad!!

Fortune #2: Keep an eye out for a wonderful opportunity. 

Ahhh, I feel so much better for having opened fortune number two. It so explains fortune number one. Yes, indeedy! Life is good! All is well with the universe!

Everything is as should be...yes...


The "something" will be an opportunity! The "unusual" will be wonderful!

Or perhaps, Vice versa.

Whichever, I'm okay now.

Or....

Perhaps it's irreversible, bad luck to open two fortunes at once and I've set into motion some horrifying, catastrophic chain of events!

OMG! ( the G stands for Goodness as I won't mess with "you know whose name!")

I can't take the uncertainty anymore!!  I think I'll just toss both fortunes and forget I ever read them.

Yes, that's exactly what I will do.

Forget

I

ever

read

them!

If the fates allow, that is....

Ha ha ha... haaaa haaaaaaaa, Heeeeeeeeee......

Finding Gratitude in the Storm...

 

 

Have you ever felt overwhelmed, out-of-control, crazy? Have you ever just wanted to run away and live in a van down by the river? Of course you have, who hasn't?

For years whenever life becomes too big for us, Hubby and I joke (?) that we should sell everything and go live in a van down by the river. We fantasize painting it psychedelic colours like pink, orange and purple; with love and peace signs drawn all over it. Doesn't this sound like the coolest, most groovy thing to do at our old age???

We could call it "Ye Old Hippy Van" and apply for a legal marijuana license (old age pain - don'ja know) and grow pot to smoke and subsidize our pensions! Mmmm... this sounds so darn tempting, except...

Except...

Hubby would miss his big screen T.V. and I, my Tassimo!

So what instead of "Ye Old Hippy Van"? What can we do when life feels so chaotic and crushing that we fear we might lose our minds?

Like the eye of the hurricane; we must go to that special place, that sweet spot amid the storm.

That place that no matter what, always makes us smile and feel right; like the football finals on the big screen T.V., the delicious cuppa from the Tassimo, whatever...

Curling up with a good book.
Snuggling a grandchild.
Playing ball with our puppy.
Eating those hidden macaroons from the freezer.
Being in the protective arms of our loved one.
Praying and singing glorious praises to Jesus.
Whatever...

These are the sweet spots. These make the craziness of life bearable. This is what gratitude really means; enjoying our life despite the storms.

Despite

the

storms...



My Rant...

Okay, I wasn't going to say anything on this topic and add to the circus, but...

I will BUST if I don't have a rant!

Whad Up America!

What was that newest reality show called, "Politicians Gone Wild"!?
Plu-eeze, I have seen less mud-slinging at a Redneck's party! This show cost somewhere around 6 billion dollars.

6 billion dollars!

Six billion dollars!!

6,000,000,000,000!!!

I can't even imagine what this much money might have done that was worthwhile? How many hungry children could have been fed? How many houses might have been built? How many jobs might have been created? Or social programs could've been saved?

Call me stupid, but I believe this was nothing more than a back-stabbing, ridiculing and underhanded attempt to entertain the masses who are addicted this type of degrading and shameful media.

Shame on us for participating in this sham!

Shame on the political parties for allowing it!

Whatever happened to dignified political campaigns that focused on real issues that plague real people rather than who could put on the most "entertaining" show?!

I don't believe this political campaign cared one iota about the problems that the average American suffers. It was simply done for ratings and ultimately votes. And yes, before you say it, I realize an election is about votes, but like this?????

A low-brow, reality mini-series that made the rich, richer?

That satisfied our unsatiable thirst for the seditious and demeaning?

Again, I say shame on us!