Fall Feelings of Futility

Fall Feelings of Futility

I had a thought today on the cozy heart warming pleasure there is in taking a fall walk through rustling leaves.

I find the sound of shuffling my feet and kicking up the russet carpet to be a very satisfying one as listening somehow takes me back to childhood. Not to any one particular event mind you, just a feeling of youth.

That gentle comforting thought lasted through the first step into the yard as G2 and I headed out for a little fun bagging leaves. As I gathered piles to scoop up he did just the opposite. I tell you that child got lots of exercise and fresh air and I got a healthy dose of frustration until finally I got into the fun of it by developing a sense of humor and so in our own way we worked away and I found I just needed to work faster than he to make headway.

But there is a question that crosses my mind now and then, generally at this time of year. Why do we even have to pick up leaves? It seems to me that leaves provide a warm blanket, a sort of protective layer between the lawn and snow.  Is that not one of natures natural fertilizer?  That the leaves will rot and provide nutrition to the lawn?

It will be obvious to all of you by now that I am not a gardener of any sort, and I hope my question doesn’t sound too silly, but really doesn’t it make sense?

Thoughts on Reusing the Reusable

Thoughts on Reuse

I was looking at pill bottles the other day.  You know, the little round ones the pharmacists put your medications in.

It wasn’t the bottles themselves that first caught my attention, it was the labels that are stuck on with cement and cannot be removed with heat, water or a force of nature.  It occurred to me that when man is done with life on this planet, when all other plastic finally disintegrates, those little brown bottles with a two inch piece of paper stuck to them will still be floating around.

The worst of it is the private information that cannot be destroyed; your name, your medication, your doctor.  You can shred your mail to keep information private but your life sustaining secrets cannot be destroyed.

So that got me thinking about reusing those little brown bottles.  Why can’t they be reused?  Why do  we have to throw them out after one use?  It strikes me that it is a waste to the millionth degree.

Just stop to think about how many bottles we are talking about.  I have one prescription a month, a minor medication but a necessary one.  So for me that is twelve wasted bottles a year and in the last fifteen years there are 180.  That still may not seem like much to you, but I did an informal survey among my friends and acquaintances and the people that I know get three to eight bottles filled a month.  Never mind the exorbitant cost of the medication itself, just think about the container cost.

Now I bet that if all these wee bottles were recycled and reused we could save money on the over all cost.  And if for some reason these particular bottles cannot be reused then surely there are some bright bunnies out there that could design a reusable bottle.

The fact that I can use a permanent marker to obliterate personal information is of no consequence.  Somebody must be able to explain why the waste, why the clutter?

Has November 16th Ever Been So Important?

Has November 16th Ever been So Important?

I’ve heard that once in a great while miracles occur.  Tomorrow Mark  Pakulak who is, as far as I am concerned The King ( sorry Elvis) is doing a guest post…mine.  I have to admit I have no idea what this means except that Mark, Idiot as he claims to be, is recognizing me…the girl on the mountain, who just met my 10,000th hit whereas he is looking at his 2 millionth – is that a word?.  I am befuddled, astir with excitement, flushed even.

I have mentioned before how much I adore this man for his bravery and courage, and downright silly humor.  He is the Jack Benny, the Bob Hope, the Jerry Seinfeld, the Jimmy Fallon, the Jay Leno of my life.

I don’t want to seem maudlin but damn that man knows how to write and he stirs my soul as he does for so many.  He does have a harem of which I am one.

Please do me a favor folks and check into redriverpak.wordpress.com not just for my post but for the best fun you can ever have.  This guy is amazing. Now please keep in mind that I have a bet on that he will reach his 2 millionth view on March 15th..you know the Ides of March and all that so if he has not made his 2 by then please click in and help me win.  I cannot imagine being adored for one week by none other than The Idiot..so do give me a hand..

I Tell You The Inmates Are in Charge of The Asylum

The Inmates Are in Charge of The Asylum

I cannot believe …well I am speechless…and that is rare but…but…Robert from 101 books wrote a great and disturbing post….

Whoever put the idiots in charge who want to sanitize history and literature…I wish I had the words to…to…..

Who exactly are the people at the American Library Association…I would like their names.

I suspect they are zombies of the past in need of a lobotomy which is perhaps a little severe, but one thing is for sure..they should not be in any position that allots more power than what to wear, or what to have for lunch.  

http://onehundredonebooks.wordpress.com/2011/11/11/what-do-harper-lee-and-captain-underpants-have-in-common/

1. Harry Potter (series), by J.K. Rowling 
2. Alice series, by Phyllis Reynolds Naylor 
3. The Chocolate War, by Robert Cormier 
4. And Tango Makes Three, by Justin Richardson/Peter Parnell 
5. Of Mice and Men, by John Steinbeck 
6. I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings, by Maya Angelou 
7. Scary Stories (series), by Alvin Schwartz 
8. His Dark Materials (series), by Philip Pullman 
9. ttyl; ttfn; l8r g8r (series), by Myracle, Lauren 
10. The Perks of Being a Wallflower, by Stephen Chbosky 
11. Fallen Angels, by Walter Dean Myers 
12. It’s Perfectly Normal, by Robie Harris 
13. Captain Underpants (series), by Dav Pilkey 
14. The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, by Mark Twain 
15. The Bluest Eye, by Toni Morrison 
16. Forever, by Judy Blume 
17. The Color Purple, by Alice Walker 
18. Go Ask Alice, by Anonymous 
19. Catcher in the Rye, by J.D. Salinger 
20. King and King, by Linda de Haan 
21. To Kill A Mockingbird, by Harper Lee 
22. Gossip Girl (series), by Cecily von Ziegesar 
23. The Giver, by Lois Lowry 
24. In the Night Kitchen, by Maurice Sendak 
25. Killing Mr. Griffen, by Lois Duncan 
26. Beloved, by Toni Morrison 
27. My Brother Sam Is Dead, by James Lincoln Collier 
28. Bridge To Terabithia, by Katherine Paterson 
29. The Face on the Milk Carton, by Caroline B. Cooney 
30. We All Fall Down, by Robert Cormier 
31. What My Mother Doesn’t Know, by Sonya Sones 
32. Bless Me, Ultima, by Rudolfo Anaya 
33. Snow Falling on Cedars, by David Guterson 
34. The Earth, My Butt, and Other Big, Round Things, by Carolyn Mackler 
35. Angus, Thongs, and Full Frontal Snogging, by Louise Rennison 
36. Brave New World, by Aldous Huxley 
37. It’s So Amazing, by Robie Harris 
38. Arming America, by Michael Bellasiles 
39. Kaffir Boy, by Mark Mathabane 
40. Life is Funny, by E.R. Frank 
41. Whale Talk, by Chris Crutcher 
42. The Fighting Ground, by Avi 
43. Blubber, by Judy Blume 
44. Athletic Shorts, by Chris Crutcher 
45. Crazy Lady, by Jane Leslie Conly 
46. Slaughterhouse-Five, by Kurt Vonnegut 
47. The Adventures of Super Diaper Baby, by George Beard 
48. Rainbow Boys, by Alex Sanchez 
49. One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest, by Ken Kesey 
50. The Kite Runner, by Khaled Hosseini 
51. Daughters of Eve, by Lois Duncan 
52. The Great Gilly Hopkins, by Katherine Paterson 
53. You Hear Me?, by Betsy Franco 
54. The Facts Speak for Themselves, by Brock Cole 
55. Summer of My German Soldier, by Bette Green 
56. When Dad Killed Mom, by Julius Lester 
57. Blood and Chocolate, by Annette Curtis Klause 
58. Fat Kid Rules the World, by K.L. Going 
59. Olive’s Ocean, by Kevin Henkes 
60. Speak, by Laurie Halse Anderson 
61. Draw Me A Star, by Eric Carle 
62. The Stupids (series), by Harry Allard 
63. The Terrorist, by Caroline B. Cooney 
64. Mick Harte Was Here, by Barbara Park 
65. The Things They Carried, by Tim O’Brien 
66. Roll of Thunder, Hear My Cry, by Mildred Taylor 
67. A Time to Kill, by John Grisham 
68. Always Running, by Luis Rodriguez 
69. Fahrenheit 451, by Ray Bradbury 
70. Harris and Me, by Gary Paulsen 
71. Junie B. Jones (series), by Barbara Park 
72. Song of Solomon, by Toni Morrison 
73. What’s Happening to My Body Book, by Lynda Madaras 
74. The Lovely Bones, by Alice Sebold 
75. Anastasia (series), by Lois Lowry 
76. A Prayer for Owen Meany, by John Irving 
77. Crazy: A Novel, by Benjamin Lebert 
78. The Joy of Gay Sex, by Dr. Charles Silverstein 
79. The Upstairs Room, by Johanna Reiss 
80. A Day No Pigs Would Die, by Robert Newton Peck 
81. Black Boy, by Richard Wright 
82. Deal With It!, by Esther Drill 
83. Detour for Emmy, by Marilyn Reynolds 
84. So Far From the Bamboo Grove, by Yoko Watkins 
85. Staying Fat for Sarah Byrnes, by Chris Crutcher 
86. Cut, by Patricia McCormick 
87. Tiger Eyes, by Judy Blume 
88. The Handmaid’s Tale, by Margaret Atwood 
89. Friday Night Lights, by H.G. Bissenger 
90. A Wrinkle in Time, by Madeline L’Engle 
91. Julie of the Wolves, by Jean Craighead George 
92. The Boy Who Lost His Face, by Louis Sachar 
93. Bumps in the Night, by Harry Allard 
94. Goosebumps (series), by R.L. Stine 
95. Shade’s Children, by Garth Nix 
96. Grendel, by John Gardner 
97. The House of the Spirits, by Isabel Allende 
98. I Saw Esau, by Iona Opte 
99. Are You There, God?  It’s Me, Margaret, by Judy Blume 
100. America: A Novel, by E.R. Frank

Canadian Beaver

Canadian Beaver

It seems our government is busy these days, not with serious international matters, or
threats of terrorism, or poor leadership, or unemployment or injustice but with
endless discussions on our national symbol – The Beaver.

The Beave

It’s a rather silly symbol – at least I have always thought so – but to devote time and money to discussion on whether it should be something else, in this day and age – well I cannot come up with a decent word to use in public to demonstrate
how I feel….ugh.

It, The Beaver was proclaimed a national symbol in 1975 so we cannot even blame our
early fur trading ancestors, and yes even I have made jokes about this choice.  From what I have read, Canadian Beaver was extremely lucrative and made a ton of money for the Hudson Bay Company way back when wearing fur was very fashionable and very ‘in’.  The Beaver appeared on our first stamp.

Being sick of all discussion I would like to propose a change – make it a Goose..a
Canadian Goose…it’s a prettier nicer looking animal/bird and no one has to miss
a beat in making yet another joke.

Darn good thing we Canucks have a good sense of humour.

Life’s Straight Course vs The Roller Coaster

I would never ever, even if begged, bribed, or coerced ride a real roller coaster.  I don’t doubt the safety but wonder if my heart would just stop mid ride but I have habitually ridden those rickety tracks in life, living with passion and energy, embracing the highs and philosophizing my way through the lows, mostly with a ‘this too shall pass’ attitude.

I love feeling the thrill, the joy, the superman of it all but I find with advancing age that I now feel if I want this engine to keep running I had better slow my life to a more consistent speed.  Hmmm slow is the wrong word because I am not slowing, just attempting to keep things at a more constant rate with less revving and down shifting (is that the right term?) guaranteeing a smoother longer ride.  That’s the smart way…right?

Now who am I kidding……I am just feeling a little tired tonight and know that when the morrow dawns my current quiet joy is going to blossom, rev, and ride again!

Sweet energizing dreams all!

Living Two Lives

Living Two Lives

So truth be known I never completely left my ‘other’  life when I took on the role of Queen of Hamilton or Granny Nanny depending on the POV.  Most weekends I return to Kitchener and stay with my sister who lives in the same wonderful building I lived in..you know..the one with the pool and the wonderful view over the city.  Our life would not be considered wild by most standards..it usually includes dinner with friends rampant with laugh and innuendo and the gut wrenching joy of memory.

My sister..also known as Sister Act in my comments had a RAK (random act of kindness)  performed on her today.  She and her daughter Janice were at breakfast and when she asked for her bill she was given a card which read ‘random act of kindness.  Some stranger paid her bill and passed the card to her.  So now the impetus is on her to pass it on.  Pay it forward.

We should all be passing it…paying it forward…what would you do?

200+10,066=Amazing!

200+10,066=Amazing

It was a day of no specific consequence other than the business of daily living, laughing and just plain old surviving until it dawned that revelatory stats on WordPress.com …uh…revealed an opportunity to match 2 milestones; post number 200 coinciding with my site’s 10,000th hit.  I had control of the number of posts but none over the number of hits.

Most of you will not believe this or will at least look askance at this next bit of information but I am a pretty shy person…okay two minutes to ROFLAO but that’s it…now really it’s a well kept secret because I pretend not to be shy. I know, I know…I have been admittedly brazen and / or brash on occasion but but but….

Anyway regardless of my natural nature I just had to reach 10,000 views so I cautiously stepped out of my shy pod to send out a request to everyone I could reach so….I posted my plea on Facebook and then sent an email to as many contacts I had, which given my shy nature (remember) is not a long list but is a valuable list.

Now here is the Amazing Part:
I posted that I needed 77 hits and received 153 which by the way is an all time new one day total.

What took it from a day in November to an early Christmas or Birthday gift?  The numbers..yes and ..the comments!

The very first comment came minutes after posting from my friend Mary on Facebook.  The Delightful Divine Ms. M. has come to my rescue more than once, (once having driven to a little berg in the middle night to pick myself and belongings following the breakup with one of those kissing frogs and giving me tea and sympathy and a roof over my head!…ooo so long ago…yikes).  The point is..we may not see each other often but my friend Mary saves me and was the first to respond!

Mark, who is not, but who writes under the moniker ‘TheIdiotSpeaketh’ at redriverpak.wordpress.com  was most kind.
“Congrats Chris! I see you have raced past the 10,000 views mark….. I undoubtedly was, in fact, the 10,000th visitor, without a doubt…… what did I win? Is there a prize?….or cake? I was told there would be cake….. where’s the dang cake?…….come on now….cough up the cake Chris! ……. Seriously, congrats and wishing you continued blogging success”

This Texas gent who has my upmost respect for his work and readership actually was enthusiastic about my small achievement.(To put it in perspective he hits 100,000 or so a month..yup all those zeros are accurate…it’s sort of like some big star encouraging a protégée forward. )  NOW all you age thinkers who know our true age disparity and who would prefer to think of Mr. Pakulak helping an old lady across the road instead of protogeeing just step back.

Judith, my New Zealand blogging friend and often inspiration at “growingyoungereachday.wordpress.com” is also being kind.  We have been blogging about the same time and she is a beacon I follow.
‘Greetings lovely princess and congratulations on 10,000 hits.’

Crowing Crone Joss is my cohort and an amazing blogging and author and poet!
crowingcrone.wordpress.com 
“congrats oh magnificent princess!”

Souldipper is a west coast delight who so makes me want to move to The Island and share her experiences.
souldipper.wordpress.com
‘Congrats, Your Royal Highness. May your realm continue to grow in leaps and bounds. Or…is that what you want the frog to do? Whatever…progress, not perfection! ‘

Cecilia has an amazing site who makes me feel…yes it can be done!
thekitchensgarden.wordpress.com 
“Awesome! and so many hits, you must be doing something right, Princess! 

Katherine Gordy Levine at emotfit.wordpress.com is always informative and supportive and very complimentary although the envy is often reversed.
“Step by step, hour by hour, keep moving forward. You always turn my skin frog green with envy when I read your posts. You write girl as they would say on the streets of Harlem.”

Sister Act
What can I say?  She is my sister and my best friend! 
“You always make me pause to think Thank you”

sister act
“excellent I always enjoy your writing”

sister act
“you are so right all them frogs one must be a prince. youd think. Thank you for a nice thought”

So thank you all who read and all who commented..you sure made this one nice day!

Consequences UARS Style

Consequences UARS Style


 
Tomorrow, September 23rd confirms that old adage, ‘what goes up must come down’. The predictions for it’s return vary from nothing to worry about, to, it’s a monster and it’s going to get you.
 
I love how space.com describes the coming event.
 
“Although most of the spacecraft will be destroyed during re-entry, some will survive. These pieces of debris could pose a small risk of damaging property or endangering people when they fall. “The risk to public safety or property is extremely small, and safety is NASA’s top priority,” NASA said in a statement.”
 
“The spacecraft will break into pieces as it plummets through the atmosphere, but not all of it will burn up in the heat of re-entry. One analysis of the spacecraft suggests that of its total 6 1/2-ton bulk, only 1,170 pounds (532 kilograms) will survive when it reaches the ground”
 
What part of that is supposed to be reassuring?  There is a small risk?  Endangering people or damaging property? And…safety may be NASA’s top priority but they have no control over where it will fall or even able to predict with accuracy. It’s true scientists have pinpointed it to between 57 degrees north of the equator and 57 degrees south of the equator which pretty much covers the populated world.
 
Only 1170 pounds will survive reentry to teach earth. Now wouldn’t that weight from 10 feet be disastrous if it fell on..well me…? Never mind hurtling through space.
 
Another article says the pieces will miss North America. With friends and family around the world that’s not very consoling. In it’s entirety the school bus sized satellite weighs about six and a half tons the same as the asteroid which reportedly ended the dinosaur rulers of earth. We are consoled by the fact that most of it will burn in the atmosphere.
 
Apparently human-created orbital debris has reached a critical point so it looks like we can expect a lot more…not exactly raindrops falling on your head. You know there may be something to that Chicken Little Story.
 
Stay safe my friends and either duck or run whenever appropriate.

Chris, I Said

Chris, I Said
 
That is what I call myself in my more private conversations and if I am in the mood for self scolding it is Christine Elaine. This however was just a serious conversation so I took it easy on me.
 
On Sunday past I was honored by a message from someone dear, Sana Johnson-Quijada MD who writes from friendtoyourself.com. 
 

Sana was passing on The LiebsterBlog Award. The rules of the Liebster Blog award are that if you receive the award, not only do you have less than 200 followers, but is designed because someone believes that you should have more. That, and, you should link back to the blogger that nominated you (yours truly) and nominate five more blogs. Let the nominees know of course that you nominated them.
 
This comes at a particularly nice time for me as I have been counting my blessings of late more than usual and my blogging friends are part of those blessings. Sana’s posts have a 360 degree perspective as she is able to write from a personal and professional POV. Her sensitivity to the mind and heart keep me reading every post.
 
It isn’t possible to know how many followers each person has unless it is posted on the home site. Some I follow are hugely successful in followers but since the idea is to tell someone how much you appreciate them and that you (I) believe they should have more – here goes and it is difficult to stay at five since there are more that make my day but:
 
For your viewing pleasure:
 
Colleen Brown at bikecolleenbrown.wordpress.com
Katherine Gordy Levine at emotionalfitnesstraining.com
Jackie Paulson at postadaychallenge2011.com
Joss Burnel at crowingcrone.wordpress.com
Cecilia G at thekitchensgarden.wordpress.com

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