Thursday, December 27, 2012
There are lots of jokes about seniors and how they look and act. I've seen a few of the funny ones myself, so I know many of them are a source of entertainment.
There comes a time when certain items of clothing are better left to the younger women, we had our day, now it's time to take the background and be a "bit" more conservative.
A few of us don't get enough exercise and tend to be "just 10 pounds or so overweight."
You start out slim and trim, you have the world in the palm of your hand. You can eat all you want -- it really is a "see-food diet" (you see food, you eat it)! Never put on an ounce! (My GD)
Before you know it you've hit 50! But even at that you're not considered a "senior."
You're a SENIOR now, Babe! At 74 there is no doubt at all; but you've begun to realize the importance of eating right and exercising every day -- life as a senior isn't so bad after all.
Now that you've got all the time in the world -- take advantage of it. Get out there and hike, the journey isn't over until the fat lady sings -- and if you keep hiking, you'll never be the fat lady.
Sunday, December 23, 2012
While the word Christmas evokes different memories in everyone, I'd like to share a few of the memories that come into 'my' mind when I hear the word.
Christmas Trees all decorated with love and care -- looking at them with their lights on in the evening gives me a feeling of contentment and joy.
Thinking of C H R I S T M A S, the second letter is an H reminding me of the Heavens, in all their glory, created by our Savior. There is nothing so beautiful. Blue with puffy clouds by day, and a glorious sunset in the evening. Then night comes with the shimmering of stars, the moon, and the fun of picking out the constellations. God was an artist as he created all of those.
Still having sunsets on my mind, now I've come to the "R" such as this winding river with the magic of the sunset overhead.
I am a child of God. He loves me. He loves you too; something for you to keep in mind. It's not about the presents you give and get, it's about our Savior:
And as you attend church on Christmas morn, whether it be in a quaint, old-time church this as this one that we found in Tao, New Mexico -- let the Spirit fill you mind and your heart. Today is the birthday of Jesus Christ, our Savior!
Time is of an essence -- use it wisely! There are times of the year when there doesn't seem to be enough hours in each day; while other times it stretches before us endlessly.
Make the most of the happy times spent with friends. Make time for yourself, you are most important to your loved ones, stay healthy and be there for them.
As (sneaky, huh? I combined the last two letters!) And as the New Year is just around the corner, look back on the year that is rapidly coming to an end. Were the decisions you made good or bad, wise or unwise? You have a new chance to make choices as we begin our new year. Make each day count in your memory album -- and whatever memories come to mind for YOU as you read this, I hope they are happy, and may your 2013 be wonderful!
Saturday, December 22, 2012
This is usually what you see when it comes to housework. It's always a woman! Where are the photo's of a man down on his hands and knees scrubbing a floor?
Well, as a newly-wed (under 2 years) I can tell you that it came as somewhat of a shock, but the other day I entered the kitchen after being out shopping and there was my DH -- down on all fours -- actually more like a hip slouch, scrubbing the kitchen floor. "What are you doing?" says I.
"Doing some "serious" cleaning." he replies. Like it's a once in a lifetime miracle!
I just smile to myself, he doesn't know it, but about once a month, or sometimes 2 months I get down on my hands and knees and do the same thing. You can really spot every little speck up close like that, as you wipe down the baseboards and clean each tile. Yes, MOVE the furniture, get into the corners, and throw away or put away the clutter. Yum! I use a lemon smelling Pine Sol and the wholehouse smells clean.
Of course DH got tired by the time he started down the hall -- he's not used to work like this. He announces he "has to go and rest for a bit." And while he's napping I finish up the hall, his bath room and now we're at the Laundry Room. He was surprised and pleased.
It's all finished now, and DH has breathed a big sigh of relief -- he figures it is over till summer or maybe even a year! Ha! Little does he know. But it's my little secret.
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
I just received this poem in an email -- no credit was given to the originator of this lovely poem but as it is on the Internet, I doubt there will be any objections! It's a beautiful tribute!
Twas' 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38;
When 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven's gate.
Their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air;
They could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.
They were filled with such joy, they didn't know what to say.
They remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
"Where are we?" asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
This is heaven." declared a small boy. "We're spending Christmas at
When what to their wondering eyes did appear,
But Jesus, their Savior, the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
Then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
And in that moment was joy that only heaven can bring
Those children all flew into the arms of their King.
And as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
One small girl turned and looked at Jesus' face.
And as if He could read all the questions she had
He gently whispered to her, "I'll take care of mom and dad."
Then He looked down on earth, the world far below
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe
Then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
"Let My power and presence re-enter this land!"
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