Friday, December 18, 2009
I got an "early" Christmas present today and it will be something that I will enjoy on a daily basis. My company from Montana not only presented me with this, but also hooked it up for me!
My present? An indoor/outdoor clock/thermometer/alarm, 3 gadgets in one. A nice looking display sits close to my computer and tells me the time, the date, day of the week, indoor temperature and outdoor temperature! What will they think of next.
At a glance I can see that my indoor temp is a snuggly 75.4 (ya, it's digital!)
and the outside temp has cooled down to 55.3 (from a high of around 75 today)
You've got to love Phoenix in the winter, folks!
Merry Christmas Everyone! from Eve
Monday, December 14, 2009
My usual thing for Christmas is to drive to Las Vegas and spend Christmas with my daughter and her family. This year I decided it's time to break that tradition.
Last summer when I was literally melting in the Phoenix heat a friend invited me to visit him in Montana at his ranch. Although I received negative advice from friends, I decided to accept that generous invitation. The weather there was cool, and there was no need to turn on the a/c even one time. We had no rain the entire 2 weeks I was there, the days were warm and relaxing, the evenings cool and we enjoyed the jacuzzi. I felt a little guilty about being away from my Scottie dog for 2 weeks, but otherwise it was a cool, heavenly retreat.
So when the wintry gusts of wind began to sweep the state of Montana and temperatures plummeted to below zero I began to feel sorry for my friend, and to reciprocate decided spur of the moment, to invite him to the pleasure of a Christmas in Phoenix! Temperatures of up to 75 degrees in the day, cool nights (but not yet freezing) and someone to share the holiday with. He has no wife, no children -- only friends to share with, and many times feel as though he was a fifth-wheel. I knew the feeling well. So this year these two 5th-wheels will be happy to share in a Christmas and maybe set a new tradition.
I told him to be sure and call his friends at home and tell them about the 72+ degree days he was enjoying. It's always nice to share one's good fortune!
Merry Christmas to all! Eve
Saturday, December 12, 2009
I remember a time 54 years ago when I still lived in North Dakota. I had a baby who was only a couple months old, my husband was out of a job and had decided to try and sell insurance "on the road." So taking our only car and what little cash we had he set out to try his luck, knowing week-ends were the only time he would be home.
I had always been an excellent typist while in high school and I thought I could help by finding a job also. The neighbor said she would take care of my little boy during the day and after pouring over the newspaper I found a position that was only 2 miles from the little apartment where I lived. It was in the person's home, although there was a regular office, and the job required no real skill except typing and filing, as well as answering the phone. My boss' wife would come in sometimes during my lunch break and visit with me, occasionally even asking if I would like to come and eat something with her that she had prepared in their kitchen, which was just down the hall from my office. It was a lovely job, although when the outside temperature was well below zero I would feel half frozen by the time I had walked to work. And the walk back home was no better and usually by then it was half dark.
The insurance business was not brisk and little by little our money was gone and with it our meager supply of food. One day I realized there was only enough formula for one more day for my baby -- and nothing at all for me. Not one can of soup, or a slice of bread -- nothing! I look at how my pantry is stocked today and I can't imagine not having any food at all, but that is how it was. There was nothing -- and 3 more weeks until I would receive my first pay.
I prepared the formula for my baby boy and took him next door to the sitter. I walked to work and when it was lunch time I read a magazine. That's what I was doing when Mrs. Douglas walked into my office at lunch time. She knew by the clock I couldn't possibly be done with my lunch already, so she asked why I wasn't eating lunch. I smiled and looking her right in the eye said, "I'm on a diet." She smiled and said a small "Oh."
In my youth, I did not realize how incongruous that statement sounded. I was very petite, only 5'2 and I weighed 105 pounds. At 17 it was not likely that I was in need of a diet -- in fact I ate like a horse. Mrs. Douglas knew this also, as she had seen me eat many times at her kitchen table. Pride is a remarkable quality, is it not?
In a few minutes Mrs. Douglas was back. This time she sat down and began telling me about the casserole she had prepared the night before. She stated that it was so large that surely she and her husband would have to eat the very same thing for days on end. Finally she gave me a small smile and asked, "Would you come and eat some with me? You can always go on your diet tomorrow. You would really be doing us a favor." And of course I was more than willing to help them out. I felt so much better after I consumed about half of that big casserole.
Later that afternoon Mr. Douglas asked if I would like a small advance on my pay. He said he realized it was sometimes hard until that first paycheck arrived. I answered as though it did not really matter one way or the other. Little did he know it was a matter of life or death. Literally! That small little advance made the difference between my son and I going hungry or having food in our tummies again!
Angels come in all shapes and sizes, but we don't always recognize them as such. And it is only years later that we realize we have come in contact with one of them.
Tuesday, December 08, 2009
I've been watching that little number in the right hand corner of my page as it tells me how many more points I have to go before reaching the next award! It's at about 20 or so right now, so I know that first thing in the morning I'll have reached that coveted 40,000!
And to think I reached it just a couple of days after my 2-year anniversary! When I first joined SP I had no idea that I was collecting points. I just went on my merry way posting, reading and making friends, sometimes joining a team (or starting one myself). But little by little I became aware of the numbers under my name as I would enter a post. Back in those days I am not sure I even knew about clicking on Spark Points to see where I was or how I could earn more. But even a computer newbie like me eventually learns -- and once I discovered it, I made it a personal goal to get 50 points each and every day!
And now I just read on one of the articles that people who post and participate on Teams and with Goals are more likely to lose the weight they want to lose than those who don't. So, yes, I'm going to jump right in and get my feet wet. Hey! It's like joining a gym and then 6 months later saying "I haven't lost any weight. I guess you have to actually GO!"
This is a new way of life for me, and it's one I like!
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