Friday, July 02, 2010

This is fun

From the blogger at May's Day, I got this idea.

Finish the statements

If I could say one thing to myself 10 years ago it would be to trust my gut instinct regarding our financial investments.

My favorite place in the world has spectacular scenery and nice weather
The movie I watch when I want to laugh does not exist. It usually happens serendipitously.

No one knows I have a "secret sunny site" which is open to no-one but me (NOW they know!).

I feel healthy when I get enough exercise.

I feel saner when I am not too busy.
If I could do anything else for a living I'd...a living couldn't be made on the things I'd do.

Exercise routine
These two words don't belong together. Exercise is meant to be fun and varied. How can that be routine?

Proudest moment in my career
This one is not applicable. Both my career (homemaker) and job (nurse) have more humbling than proud moments.

My dad always told me "There is a right way and a wrong way to (fill in the blank). He was wrong, of course. Turns out there are many right ways, and many wrong ways too.

My mom was right about the importance of self-confidence.

The lesson I keep learning over and over is that love is totally worth the sacrifices it requires.

I wish I had more time for MYSELF

My great unfulfilled dream is non-existant...yet.

Real contentment is a paradox. Of course, it is a blessing, but too much can prevent further development.

One of my favorite quotations is ...many (for example, see at the bottom of one of my other blogs), but most recently
"To the outside world we all grow old. But not to brothers and
sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each others'
hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and
secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time"
Clara Orteg

(taken from the blog of Inland Empire Girl, who also did this activity)

Saturday, January 10, 2009

Sunny Sight

It is not always easy to find a laugh-out-loud passage but, with the mental image evoked in her book, Exuberance: The Passion For Life, Kay Redfield Jamison made me do it. She quotes 'Katy Payne, the acoustic biologist who was the first to extablish that elephants communicate through infrasound,' (who) 'gives a marvelous account of young elephants taking delight in the chase.'

"Young bulls love to chase things; they relish the exhilarated, chin-up, feet-splayed rush and the sight of other animals in flight, and they magnify the impact of their assaults by chasing in pairs or small gangs. Once I saw a rush of which the object was a buterfly. Eyes wide, a gang of young male elephants collectively weighing some twenty or maybe forty tons thundered to a stop as the small fairy, white and weightless, rose up out of their midst. Then each turned on his heels and fled."
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Friday, June 27, 2008

Thinking outside the box

Cross out six letter in BSAINXLEATNTEARS so that the remaining letters, without altering their sequence, spell a familiar English word.



I'm terrible at these little word puzzles, so, had to do it "wrong" to reveal the word LETTERS, in order to have the BANANAS 'duh!' moment. The point of the exercise is probably to get the point of it ; Most things can be viewed at least two different ways.

For example, two different people saw a similar sight. A little family was having dinner in a restaurant. The children displayed more energy than the parents, who were still in their work uniforms. One observer perceived the parents as exhausted and anxious from trying to feed their greed by having both mom and dad in the work place. Cast judgement on the family-for not eating at home, I guess. Took a negative spin on the whole scenario.

The other saw the parents looking tired but relaxed, and rejoiced that mom did not have to cook that night. Found it the sweetest thing to see them having a little family night out. Mentally applauded them for doing their best in difficult circumstances. Wondered what the occasion was, since they appeared to not be in a financial situation to eat out very often.

Who was right? Quite possibly neither, since no-one opted to bother the family for their take on it. Or, could be that both were "correct" in their own way. It IS possible to be 'right' and still be wrong - which reminds me of one of the quotes I recently posted over on the side bar of this blog. Most lives (but not all, of course) can be changed by a change of attitude. And, many times (but, not always) attitude indicates much about the life of the holder of it.


What else can be seen in a different way...Oh, I know! It is
another lie your parents told you.

Anybody heard this one?
"Anything worth doing is worth doing well."
(If it wasn't worth doing, who'd be doing it in the first place?)

I've seen little children bewildered by this one.
"There is a right way and a wrong way to do things."
(Do you mean the right way is your way and all other ways are wrong?)

Well, that is just not true.
But, if I don't see your point of view,
Am I not as wrong as you?
(And pretty small sees only two.)

Sunday, December 02, 2007

Sunny Says

A mark of immaturity is trying to make yourself look better by putting others down. Furthermore, it makes only yourself look bad. Emotionally healthy people know the value of lifting others up, and in the process are lifted up themselves.

Monday, March 12, 2007

My "dad" story

I decided to retrieve my "funniest story about your dad" post from the Kimchee Mamas and preserve it here. Some of the other stories were absolutely hilarious.


Back in the 1970's when I had returned from Korea the very first time, we had a procession of former students and fellow teachers coming to visit me as they passed through the Boston area, or, sometimes they made a special trip there just because I was there. This was back when I was single, so, it was my parent's home they were visiting. My dad, ever the effusive extrovert, loved every minute of it. One time a former student was scheduled to arrive while I was still at work. I gave him directions to the house but dad figured he'd never have the nerve to show up while I wasn't home. So, he went checking around the neighborhood, and sure enough-he found him in the parking lot of the local ice-cream shop. Just walked up to the only lost looking Asian guy and asked if he was the one. If that hadn't been the right guy, he'd have made friends with him anyway and probably invited him home. That's my dad. Anyway, dad was on foot and this guy had a rental car. So, they cooked up the plan that dad would ride along and show him where I worked. Then dad would take my car home and I would catch a ride with our guest. By the time they got to my office my poor dad was white knuckled, pale as a sheet and, most uncharacteristically, almost speechless. You guessed it-the guy's driving scared the wits right out of him. He wouldn't let me get in the car with him. Told the guy he could follow us. Awww! And I thought MY driving scared him. It was one of those situations where you couldn't politely laugh at the time, but we positively cackled after the fact.

Monday, February 05, 2007

Yo Mama!

I was just informed by e-mail that I was a winner in the recent "write about your dad" contest over on Kimchi Mamas. I had also attempted to enter the corresponding Rice Daddies "mom memories" contest, but after I had typed up the whole story, it didn't manage to post in the comments for some reason. It was getting late and I didn't bother to try again. Never mind. My heart was gladdened to have a chance to share memories about my dear, late parents. It seemed fitting to find out tonight that I was one of the winners, because, I was listening to mellow music on the radio and thinking about them all the way home from work... thinking about what songs I'd dedicate to them if I were to call the station's request line, and about the poems I did up for their memorial.

Since my "mom" story never actually got "out there" (which is fine-wouldn't have been fair if I won BOTH contests*) I'll try to tell it here.

When mom was 75 years old I took her for her very first trip to Yosemite. At that time both of us were very interested in hiking. Specifically, she wanted to hike on the Pacific Crest Trail. We were on a spur trail on our way to the PCT when I noticed a nice waterfall with a swimable, natural pool under it. Since I had a swim-suit on underneath my clothes, I suggested we detour over there. Told her how I had long wanted to swim at the bottom of a water fall. Mom was all for it, but, on the way to the swimming hole I noticed a few naked people skinny dipping over there. I quickly tried to steer mom away from this indelicate sight. Silly me! My mom was a NURSE. She'd seen a lot more than that in her day. Anyway, she wasn't about to be deterred by a few naked people. Started stomping through the woods right towards them. She was kind of hard of hearing towards the end of her life from chronic ear infections and her normally soft spoken manner had gotten a bit louder. Well, she was pretty worked up about these naked people getting in our way and starting complaining in a louder-than-normal voice "My baby wants to swim in the waterfall and no stupid old naked people are going to stop us. They surely don't care if anyone sees them naked or they wouldn't be skinny dipping in the first place! Life is too short to care what anyone thinks anyway. Come on!" You never saw so many people snatch up their clothes and flee through the forest barefoot and in the buff when they got a glimpse of MAMA BEAR a stompin' and hollerin' their direction. I was almost in hysterics. It was so unlike her. The really funny thing was that I heard them exclaiming to each other in a foreign European-sounding language. Possibly they didn't even understand her words. And may have had an exaggerated understanding of her intent. Too hilarious! When we got to the falls, the water was a little deeper and colder than I had anticipated. But, you'd better believe I SWAM in it! She was right about life being short too. She died the very next summer of a tragic accident. I was always glad she had that experience. Glad I had it too.


If you want to read dad's story you can find it at http://kimchimamas.typepad.com/kimchi_mamas/2007/01/this_is_a_conte_1.html

Thanks RICE DADDIES
(http://ricedaddies.blogspot.com/)
and KIMCHEE MAMAS
(http://kimchimamas.typepad.com/kimchi_mamas/)
for the contest.

And, thanks for the memories.

PS Both sites are highly recommended for a good read.

*Statistically it was possible that this submission could have taken first place...I understanding the winning name was drawn from a hat by one of the rice babies!

Sunday, September 10, 2006

Lamentations of the Father

I got this from AllanE a long time ago.

A Father's Laws Concerning Food and Drink
Household Principles
Lamentations of the Father
by Ian Frazier

Of the beasts of the field, and of the fishes of the sea, and of all
foods that are acceptable in my sight you may eat, but not in the
living room. Of the hoofed animals, broiled or ground into
burgers, you may eat, but not in the living room. Of the
cloven-hoofed animal, plain or with cheese, you may eat, but not
in the living room. Of the cereal grains, of the corn and of the
wheat and of the oats, and of all the cereals that are of bright
color and unknown provenance you may eat, but not in the living
room. Of the quiescently frozen dessert and of all frozen
after-meal treats you may eat, but absolutely not in the living
room. Of the juices and other beverages, yes, even of those in
sippy-cups, you may drink, but not in the living room, neither may
you carry such therein. Indeed, when you reach the place where
the living room carpet begins, of any food or beverage there you
may not eat, neither may you drink.

But if you are sick, and are lying down and watching something,
then may you eat in the living room.

Laws When at Table

And if you are seated in your high chair, or in a chair such as a
greater person might use, keep your legs and feet below you as
they were. Neither raise up your knees, nor place your feet upon
the table, for that is an abomination to me. Yes, even when you
have an interesting bandage to show, your feet upon the table
are an abomination, and worthy of rebuke. Drink your milk as it is
given you, neither use on it any utensils, nor fork, nor knife, nor
spoon, for that is not what they are for; if you will dip your blocks in the milk, and lick it off, you will be sent away. When you have drunk, let the empty cup then remain upon the table, and do not
bite it upon its edge and by your teeth hold it to your face in order to make noises in it sounding like a duck; for you will be sent away.

When you chew your food, keep your mouth closed until you have
swallowed, and do not open it to show your brother or your sister
what is within; I say to you, do not so, even if your brother or your sister has done the same to you. Eat your food only; do not eat
that which is not food; neither seize the table between your jaws,
nor use the raiment of the table to wipe your lips. I say again to
you, do not touch it, but leave it as it is. And though your stick of carrot does indeed resemble a marker, draw not with it upon the
table, even in pretend, for we do not do that, that is why. And
though the pieces of broccoli are very like small trees, do not
stand them upright to make a forest, because we do not do that,
that is why. Sit just as I have told you, and do not lean to one side
or the other, nor slide down until you are nearly slid away. Heed
me; for if you sit like that, your hair will go into the syrup. And now behold, even as I have said, it has come to pass.

Laws Pertaining to Dessert

For we judge between the plate that is unclean and the plate that
is clean, saying first, if the plate is clean, then you shall have
dessert. But of the unclean plate, the laws are these: If you have
eaten most of your meat, and two bites of your peas with each
bite consisting of not less than three peas each, or in total six
peas, eaten where I can see, and you have also eaten enough of
your potatoes to fill two forks, both forkfuls eaten where I can
see, then you shall have dessert. But if you eat a lesser number
of peas, and yet you eat the potatoes, still you shall not have
dessert; and if you eat the peas, yet leave the potatoes uneaten,
you shall not have dessert, no, not even a small portion ther eof.
And if you try to deceive by moving the potatoes or peas around
with a fork, that it may appear you have eaten what you have not,
you will fall into iniquity. And I will know, and you shall have no
dessert.

On Screaming

Do not scream; for it is as if you scream all the time. If you are
given a plate on which two foods you do not wish to touch each
other are touching each other, your voice rises up even to the
ceiling, while you point to the offense with the finger of your right hand; but I say to you, scream not, only remonstrate gently with the server, that the server may correct the fault. Likewise if you receive a portion of fish from which every piece of herbal
seasoning has not been scraped off, and the herbal seasoning
is loathsome to you, and steeped in vileness, again I say, refrain
from screaming. Though the vileness overwhelm you, and cause
you a faint unto death, make not that sound from within your
throat, neither cover your face, nor press your fingers to your
nose. For even now I have made the fish as it should be; behold,
I eat of it myself, yet do not die.

Concerning Face and Hands

Cast your countenance upward to the light, and lift your eyes to
the hills, that I may more easily wash you off. For the stains are
upon you; even to the very back of your head, there is rice
thereon. And in the breast pocket of your garment, and upon the
tie of your shoe, rice and other fragments are distributed in a
manner wonderful to see. Only hold yourself still; hold still, I say. Give each finger in its turn for my examination thereof, and also each thumb. Lo, how iniquitous they appear. What I do is as it
must be; and you shall not go hence until I have done.

Various Other Laws, Statutes, and Ordinances

Bite not, lest you be cast into quiet time. Neither drink of your own bath water, nor of bath water of any kind; nor rub your feet on
bread, even if it be in the package; nor rub yourself against cars,
nor against any building; nor eat sand.

Leave the cat alone, for what has the cat done, that you should
so afflict it with tape? And hum not that humming in your nose as
I read, nor stand between the light and the book. Indeed, you will
drive me to madness. Nor forget what I said about the tape.

Complaints and Lamentations

O my children, you are disobedient. For when I tell you what you
must do, you argue and dispute hotly even to the littlest detail;
and when I do not accede, you cry out, and hit and kick. Yes, and
even sometimes do you spit, and shout "stupid-head" and other
blasphemies, and hit and kick the wall and the molding thereof
when you are sent to the corner. And though the law teaches that
no one shall be sent to the corner for more minutes than he has
years of age, yet I would leave you there all day, so mighty am I in
anger. But upon being sent to the corner you ask straightaway,
"Can I come out?" and I reply, "No, you may not come out." And
again you ask, and again I give the same reply. But when you
ask again a third time, then you may come out.

Hear me, O my children, for the bills they kill me. I pay and pay
again, even to the twelfth time in a year, and yet again they mount
higher than before. For our health, that we may be covered, I give
six hundred and twenty talents twelve times in a year; but even
this covers not the fifteen hundred deductible for each member
of the family within a calendar year. And yet for ordinary visits we
still are not covered, nor for many medicines, nor for the teeth
within our mouths. Guess not at what rage is in my mind, for
surely you cannot know.

For I will come to you at the first of the month and at the fifteenth of the month with the bills and a great whining and moan. And when the month of taxes comes, I will decry the wrong and
unfairness of it and rend my receipts. And you shall remember
that I am that I am: before, after, and until you are twenty-one. Hear me then, and avoid me in my wrath, O children of me.

Drink; Household Principles; Lamentations of the Father;
Volume 279, No. 2; pages 89-90]