Tuesday, November 29, 2011
This is an e-mail message I got today - I'm not 90 yet, but I hope to make it. I wish I had followed all of the advice.
Written by a 90 year old
This is something we should all read at least once a week!!!!! Make sure you read to the end!!!!!!
Written by Regina Brett, 90 years old, of the Plain Dealer, Cleveland , Ohio .
"To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 45 lessons life taught me. It is the most requested column I've ever written.
My odometer rolled over to 90 in August, so here is the column once more:
1. Life isn't fair, but it's still good.
2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.
3. Life is too short – enjoy it.
4. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and
5. Pay off your credit cards every month.
6. You don't have to win every argument. Stay true to yourself.
7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.
8. It's OK to get angry with God. He can take it.
9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck..
10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.
11. Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present.
12. It's OK to let your children see you cry.
13. Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.
14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it.
15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye But don't worry; God never blinks.
16.. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.
17. Get rid of anything that isn't useful. Clutter weighs you down in many ways.
18. Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.
19. It's never too late to be happy. But it’s all up to you and no one else.
20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't take no for an answer.
21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don't
save it for a special occasion. Today is special.
22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.
23.. Be eccentric now. Don't wait for old age to wear purple.
24. The most important sex organ is the brain.
25. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.
26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words 'In five years, will
27. Always choose life.
28. Forgive but don’t forget.
29. What other people think of you is none of your business.
30. Time heals almost everything. Give time time.
31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.
32. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.
33. Believe in miracles.
34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn't do.
35. Don't audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.
36. Growing old beats the alternative -- dying young.
37. Your children get only one childhood.
38. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.
39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.
40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd
grab ours back.
41. Envy is a waste of time. Accept what you already have not what you need.
42. The best is yet to come...
43. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
45. Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift."
Sunday, November 27, 2011
This morning I took the dogs for a walk, then scooped the fat off the top of the turkey stock and packaged up a gallon in two two-quart containers for the freezer. There was about a cup left, which I heated up and drank.
The BW brought home a fresh 18 pound turkey from Publix on Black Friday. It was marked down to 49 cents a pound, and she couldn't resist, so I got up early yesterday, roasted the turkey, cut up and froze the meat, and made stock out of the carcass. I also made giblet gravy while the turkey was roasting. So now we have a lot more turkey meat, gravy, some really rich stock (it's stiffer than Jello), and turkey meat and turkey noodle soup left over from the first (15 pound) turkey that I bought.
That's a lot of turkey for someone who is supposed to be sort of vegan.
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Yesterday I took Jack to a restaurant that was new to me because it had moved into the shopping center since I had gone there to eat. His reason for going was a coupon that gave him the second meal free, and it was mine only because he insisted - his argument was that I was driving when we go out, and I bring the beer and popcorn to his house for our weekly visits when he stays home. I took the meal, so he should feel like we're even now.
The big news was that after lunch we walked from one end of the place to the other, and in the corner between the old Winn-Dixie and the rest of the place there is a new Mexican restaurant with happy hour all day long. Happy hour means two for one to them, and a draft beer is $1.98. I don't know how or why the picked the price, but a couple of Canadians sitting at a table on the sidewalk explained the deal to us. The corn chips and salsa are free, and the beer is essentially a dollar a draft, as long as you drink an even number. If Burnham comes along I suppose we could mess up and have an extra beer, but with just me and Jack it's easy - first I buy one, then he buys one, etc. That's about as good a shot as I could ask for, and it's a pleasure to find a place that really wants to sell beer. The last place that was like that was the Windsor Village Deli Bar, which had a sign outside that just said "BAR". No question about it, and they always had free popcorn - very salty, but free. Of course, I also always had at least one bowl of Nadine's chili.
I can't wait to try it out in a couple of weeks.
Friday, November 25, 2011
I walked the dogs for a couple of miles again this morning, and the temperature was 55 degrees when we started and 57 when we got back, just as it was yesterday.
The big news this morning was that the kitchen faucet froze – it’s a single handle swivel faucet that has the spout pull out on an armored hose so you can either shower dishes or rinse with a single aerated stream. For some reason the spout would not swivel. The BW cleared everything out from under the sink and soaked the swivel joint with vinegar several times, but the darn thing would still only move about 10 degrees instead of about 210 degrees. It wasn’t an emergency because you could still pull the spout out and water both sinks, but it was inconvenient, and after a couple of hours I assumed that we would call Gus’s Plumbing, buy a new faucet, and be back in business. The “guaranteed forever” warranty wasn’t much good because neither of us could find the warranty and receipt, so that would be the second guaranteed forever faucet that didn’t last in that sink.
When we had the kitchen redone, neither the plumber nor the BW could figure out that they were trying to install the faucet rotated 180 degrees from the correct orientation – the back of the faucet was facing the sink, and it wouldn’t fit. The BW went out and bought a single handle faucet that did fit because I wasn’t there, so she gave the old one to a neighbor after I pointed out the correct orientation.
Anyhow, as she was headed out the door to buy another new faucet, I told her that I was going to take Jack to lunch. Then she asked if WD40 might loosen things up. I grabbed a can and soaked things with it, and magic happened – everything slowly loosened up, until now the nozzle swings as easily and as widely as it did when it was new. I figure we saved probably a couple of hundred dollars (when I looked up under the sink I wasn’t going to try to change that faucet myself), and we also had a quick response instead of waiting until Monday for a plumber to show up.
A miracle occurred.
Thursday, November 24, 2011
We had lunch at Kally-Kay's today, traded e-mails and phone calls with the kids and siblings, and had a fairly good time. The only problem was that the BW cried a little because she missed the kids and grandkids.
We did go up to Mishawaka for Thanksgiving four years ago, when everyone in the family gathered at Emily's house for Thanksgiving - which will probably never happen again. There was a fairly heavy snow, and the door locks in the care were frozen. I used a lighter on the head of a key to finally melt my way into the car three different times - staying in a motel in the north in the winter is the pits, and I refuse to go back after October. We didn't go back at all this year - the BW was having health problems.
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