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This is where I write my thoughts, feelings and my daily trials, tribulations and happy things
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If you could change anything about yourself physically what would you change? Why? If I had been asked this question when I was much younger I could have given you a list. In my plumper days Iād have wanted to be thinner. After Iād had my babies I desperately hated my stretch marks. My hair has always been frizzy and when I was a teenager I would have given anything to have sleek, straight, smooth hair. Of course being 80 years old the list is different, and all to do wth physicality. Iād change my arthritic left foot for a new one for a start. I like to get rid of a few wrinkles, and my extremely thin skin caused from having to take steroids daily would definitely be changed to nice smooth thick skin. So Iāve learned to accept my crooked teeth as part of my look, at least theyāre all mine. My stretch marks are a reminder of my pregnancies and my hair actually is easier to deal with than the flyaway straight hair I desired so long ago. |
Have fun with these random words: thirteen, mistakes, frequency, radical, abundant, grinch, and koalas. Itās difficult to write today with all the terrible news of the devastating loss of peopleās homes in the fires. I think mistakes must have been made for such a catastrophe to happen, although I realise after the weeks and months of drought the resulting abundance of dry fuel exacerbated the fires. It was a reminder of the fires we experienced here in Australia when people from around the world sent money towards the recovery. The vision of a Koala drinking from a firemanās drink bottle went viral. That image showed the plight of the koalas, when their habitat was destroyed, better than any words. Iām sure everyone will be prompted to put their hands in their pockets and send donations for those poor souls who have lost everything. Even the Grinchās ice cold heart would surely be touched by the disaster. The frequency of forest fires is increasing as the earth warms. Climate change is upon us, the clock is chiming thirteen. and the LA fires are a stark reminder of whatās to come unless we all take responsibility and do something radical to turn things around. |
Prompt: "If liberty means anything at all, it means the right to tell people what they do not want to hear." George Orwell Is it easy to tell people something, about anything, that they do not want to hear? And which kinds of things do you think people wouldn't want to hear even if what is said may be the truth or to their benefit? It is so hard to tell people what you think they should hear. No one likes to be told theyāre making the biggest mistake or doing the wrong thing, after all none of us are perfect. I had to do this only this week and it was so hard to do and emotionally draining. When itās someone you love and care for itās doubly difficult. My granddaughter, the mother of four children, suffers from poor mental health which is exacerbated by alcoholism. She recently spent seven weeks in a psychiatric hospital followed by eleven weeks in a rehabilitation centre. The programme was going well, her children were being taken to visit her weekly and we had plans to help her get her life back on track when she finished the rehab programme in just four more weeks. It was on Thursday when she rang my daughter, her mother, and told her she was leaving rehab and asked if she could she stay with her. My daughter was furious with her and told her to stay where she was. Then my granddaughter rang me and asked if I would pick her up from the railway station so she could get her car which weād been storing at our house. I told her she was doing the wrong thing, throwing away everything sheād worked so hard for. But there was no stopping her. She came and got her car and slept in it for four nights in a local park. After fifteen weeks of sobriety she drank a lot alcohol. After four nights she rang me to ask if she could come and have a shower. I called her mother and broke the deadlock and persuaded her to let her have a shower at her house and a chat. Despite being so angry and disappointed my daughter paid for a few nightās accommodation for her, refusing to let her stay with her. Granddaughter is going back into the psychiatric hospital tomorrow. So yes, itās terribly hard to tell someone what they really donāt want to hear. |
| Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise" Day 2433 January 4th, 2025 Why does January feel like a year- long Monday? Iām not sure about the rest of January but that weird time after Christmas, until at least the first week in January, seems to be a fog when no one knows what day it is. I can hear myself saying, āIt seems like Fridayā or asking, āWhat day is it?ā all the time! Iām always in a hurry for January and February to be over. Yes, I know Iām wishing my life away, but Iām not a summer person, much preferring autumn and winter here in my home city of Perth Western Australia. I love falling leaves and log fires, electric blankets and soup. I must admit though the stone fruit and berries at this time of the year a plentiful and delicious, especially mangoes, blueberries, raspberries and peaches. I know the song by the Boomtown Rats, goes: I donāt like Mondays, but I donāt mind Mondays. Itās the beginning of a brand new week, when anything is possible. Perhaps I should view January as a time of renewal too. |
Use these words in your entry today: sixth, elegance, spirit, frozen, sense, January, termination, and maneuvers. If I had any sense at all I wouldnāt imagine when the clock ticked over into another year that things would miraculously change for the better. The spirit of whoever decides fate, doesnāt miraculously realise that on January the first, time becomes frozen, the slate wiped clean, and the termination of all things bad and the beginning of all things good. But no, itās not to be, real life is still in charge. By the sixth attempt at convincing myself otherwise, I feel it would take many difficult but elegant manoeuvres to outrun the problems which life inevitably throws at all of us. |
| Have fun with these words: explode, promote, reasonable, density, composition, compose, moment, prediction, reconcile and shallow. I felt almost ready to explode in the Christmas traffic. Normal, reasonable people seem to lose their equilibrium as they attempt to find a parking space. This time of the year is when you realise the density of the town or city in which we live. There are too many people, and my prediction is we will soon run out of space altogether. I took a moment and tried to compose myself as I drove around and around in the heat of an Australian summer. I attempted to promote a feeling of goodwill and to reconcile myself to the fact my fellow sufferers were all frustrated too. Turning on the radio I was assailed by Christmas music, simple musical compositions which have withstood the test of time and as I sang along in the crush of slow moving vehicles I attempted to lift my shallow thoughts and find some Christmas spirit. |
| Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise" Day 2420 December 20, 2024 Write an acrostic poem about Winter Solstice. Yup, it will have two stanzas one with the first letter of each line spelling winter and the second stanza with the first letter spelling solstice. Have fun. I can't wait to see what you come up with in your entry. Wishing it were summer, when the Icy winds bite harder. Nights becoming darker, longer, colder. Turning away, turning away, from the warmth of the sun. Earthās North Pole shuns the sun. Until one magical moment Reverses, a little each day. Just a little each day. Sun lies low in the sky, lies low. One special day itās over, almost as soon as it began the Longest night is over, The sun stands still, Infinitesimal is that time before Changing direction, moving closer to the sun, Eager now to warm the earth |
Prompt: Never giving up? "If you fall behind, run faster. Never give up, never surrender, and rise up against the odds." Jesse Jackson What do you think this quote means? Is it a good idea to never give up on something, someone, or some project that seems like a dead-end? Do you give up easily or are you the kind of person Jesse Jackson was talking about? I think Iām the sort of person who enjoys learning something new but never really masters it. The only thing Iāve ever really done which has kept my interest is writing. Iāve improved over the years so it proved to me that writing is the same as any other endeavour - it takes practice. There are somethings which are hard but one knows you canāt give up on no matter how hard it gets. Being a parent is the hardest thing Iāve ever done. Iām sure weāve all began a diet and given up, I know I have. I used to smoke, but that was over forty years ago. Now I can tell you, giving up smoking was difficult but it was the best thing Iāve ever done for my health and wellbeing. I donāt like to think Iām a quitter. I know I can be dogmatic and refuse to let something beat me when someone tells me I canāt do it. I remember a time when I was much younger and fitter, my husband had built a fishpond and a fountain in the centre of a small courtyard. I thought it was much too big for its position and asked him to move it. But he loved it and had spent many hours in building it. The more I asked the more he refused until one day he told me, āIf you want it moved, then you can do it on your own!ā So when he was at work one day I did just that. It took me all day to smash the fountain, remove the fish, empty the pond and using a wheelbarrow shift all the sand, cement, and bricks into the garden trailer. My husband was astounded when he returned. |
On this day in 1982, the first execution by lethal injection took place at the state penitentiary in Huntsville, Texas. Charles Brooks, Jr., convicted of murdering an auto mechanic, received an intravenous injection of sodium pentothal, the barbiturate that is known as a ātruth serumā when administered in lesser doses. What are your thoughts on executions? Are you in favor or against and why? This subject is one which tests oneās moral/value compass. Australia and the UK no longer have the death penalty. There are definitely times when I feel the death penalty is called for, especially when there is no doubt about the guilt of the person. But could I be the one who administers the punishment? No, I couldnāt. No matter the mode of death, be it hanging, electric chair, gas chamber, or lethal injection, I personally couldnāt do it. So what right have I to expect someone else to pull the lever, turn on the gas, or administer the poison? There would always be that lingering doubt in my mind, the accused may yet be innocent. I know the bible asks for an eye for an eye, but by killing a murderer arenāt we perpetuating the crime and what the accused has done? Have we the right to take a personās life? Who decided that it was okay? For some people being incarcerated for the rest of their lives is worth than death. So let them suffer in jail, deny them their freedom, and let them think about their crime until they die a natural death in prison. |
| On this day in 1992, the world's first text message was sent by a test engineer for Sema Group. 32 years later, how dependent are you on text messaging? Oh, my goodness. What would we all do without texts? The first texts were not until 1992, imagine all those years weād managed to communicate without our phones. In the scheme of things the speed in which we have embraced this technology has been more than rapid itās been phenomenally fast, up to the point of not being able to exist without them. When I watch movies which predate the mobile phone I find myself wondering why the character didnāt just pick up his/her phone and call!š As for texting I wonder if itās not robbing us of our voices and even confidence to have a conversation. I have to admit theyāre very useful if you just want to pass on a bit of information without getting caught up in a long conversation, but those unexpected conversations can add something nice to oneās day. Children and young people are becoming increasingly unable to converse naturally and there are even classes now at school in the lost art of conversing with another human! Of course another downside of the technology is the willingness with which people text without thought. They often write content which theyād never say verbally. Plus on social media they can hide behind their keyboard, tell lies, spread rumours maliciously. I often wish the mobile phone had never been invented, that we could go back pre internet. Back to the days of making a date/time/place and simply turning up without the need of texts such as Iām on my way- Iām running late- where are you?- just go ahead an order, I canāt make it Texting makes it easy to break dates, tell lies, etc. I think weāre all dependent on texting in 2024. How can one not be? |
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