Sunday, June 13, 2010
Happy Sunday! I am still not feel "right". Tummy is still acting up and I have been eating very little. Yesterday I had some cream of chicken soup and added rice to it. I split it into lunch and dinner meals.
Yesterday with not feeling well I was a little bit depressed. My DH has been constantly looking for work. Every day he scouts on line, gotten local papers and put in applications at least 20+ a week. He has even applied for nursing assistant which is far from his warehouse field. He will take anything right now.
His one interview where he was told he was at the top of the list never called. He called the man 4 times with no word back. My husband just filed for his last unemployment check. Unless there is an approval of Tier 5 in the government we are going to be out of that income. Not sure what we will do after this pay period.
I was researching about the issue of passing the bill for tier 5. This is an part of what I found
** Michael Thornton of the Examiner **
"Max Baucus, of Montana and Senator Byron Dorgan, a North Dakota two senators from two states with a population less than the metro area of Rochester, NY telling those on long term unemployment that they are finished dealing with the issue of long term unemployment. They might as well say “we don’t care about the millions of people who will suffer the consequences of our actions.” I’m sure the Democrats used Dorgan and Baucus as point men to see what kind of reaction their statements will bring. You don’t hear senators from high unemployment states saying that right now. Don’t give these small state (and small minded) senators your silence; make sure you blast them with emails, faxes and phone calls as soon as you can. These guys are carrying the torch for those who would rather bail out incompetent and corrupted banks, insurance companies and brokerage houses than the working American. You didn’t hear these “cut them off and damn them all” when those banks and insurance companies came begging for relief. You, the taxpayer, put up $180 billion dollars to bailout one insurance company – AIG. Yet when it’s time to help the unemployed, your representatives say “too bad” tell them to get a job that doesn’t exist. Both parties, as I’ve mentioned repeatedly, are more concerned about campaign contributions than saving millions of Americans from financial disaster."
Seems a lot of the government think the unemployed are lazy. They think we are having the time of our lives here. All this is a little incredible to me because if you do the math my husband is making $4.92 an hour. So it would benefit us much more if he were even making minimum wage. It isn't like we are here driving a Cadillac and eating lobster.
I am still continuing to have faith that God we will be ok. He will guide us to where we need to go and do. It is all in his hands and we just need to be faithful and trust in the Lord.
I found this story, I hope you enjoy it as much I did.
The Missionary"s Defense
The following occurrence was related by Missionary von Asselt, a Rhenish missionary in Sumatra from 1856-76, when on a visit to Lubeck:--
"When I first went to Sumatra, in the year 1856 I was the first European missionary to go among the wild Battas, although twenty years prior, two American missionaries had come to them with the gospel; but they had been killed and eaten. Since then no effort had been made to bring the gospel to these people, and naturally they had remained the same cruel savages.
"What it means for one to stand alone among a savage people, unable to make himself understood, not understanding a single sound of their language, but whose suspicious, hostile looks and gestures speak only a too-well-understood language,--yes, it is hard for one to realize that. The first two years that I spent among the Battas, at first all alone and afterward with my wife, were so hard that it makes me shudder even now when I think of them. Often it seemed as if we were not only encompassed by hostile men, but also by hostile powers of darkness; for often an inexplicable, unutterable fear would come over us, so that we had to get up at night, and go on our knees to pray or read the Word of God, in order to find relief.
"After we had lived in this place for two years, we moved several hours" journey inland, among a tribe somewhat civilized, who received us more kindly. There we built a small house with three rooms,--a living-room, a bedroom, and a small reception-room,--and life for us became a little more easy and cheerful.
"When we had been in this new place for some months, a man came to me from the district where we had been, and whom I had known there. I was sitting on the bench in front of our house, and he sat down beside me, and for a while talked of this, that, and the other. Finally he began, "Now tuan [teacher], I have yet one request."
"And what is that?"
"I should like to have a look at your watchmen close at hand."
"What watchmen do you mean? I do not have any."
"I mean the watchmen whom you station around your house at night, to protect you."
"But I have no watchmen," I said again; "I have only a little herdsboy and a little cook, and they would make poor watchmen."
"Then the man looked at me incredulously, as if he wished to say, "O, do not try to make me believe otherwise, for I know better!"
"Then he asked, "May I look through your house, to see if they are hid there?"
"Yes, certainly," I said, laughing; "look through it; you will not find anybody." So he went in and searched in every corner, even through the beds, but came to me very much disappointed.
"Then I began a little probing myself, and requested him to tell me the circumstances about those watchmen of whom he spoke. And this is what he related to me: "When you first came to us, tuan, we were very angry at you. We did not want you to live among us; we did not trust you, and believed you had some design against us. Therefore we came together, and resolved to kill you and your wife. Accordingly, we went to your house night after night; but when we came near, there stood always, close around the house, a double row of watchmen with glittering weapons, and we did not venture to attack them to get into your house. But we were not willing to abandon our plan, so we went to a professional assassin [there still was among the savage Battas at that time a special gild of assassins, who killed for hire any one whom it was desired to get out of the way], and asked him if he would undertake to kill you and your wife. He laughed at us because of our cowardice, and said: "I fear no God, and no devil. I will get through those watchmen easily." So we came all together in the evening, and the assassin, swinging his weapon about his head, went courageously on before us. As we neared your house, we remained behind, and let him go on alone. But in a short time he came running back hastily, and said. "No, I dare not risk it to go through alone; two rows of big, strong men stand there, very close together, shoulder to shoulder, and their weapons shine like fire."
"Then we gave it up to kill you. But now, tell me, tuan, who are these watchmen? Have you never seen them?"
"No, I have never seen them."
"And your wife did not see them also?"
"No, my wife did not see them."
"But yet we have all seen them; how is that?"
"Then I went in, and brought a Bible from our house, and holding it open before him, said: "See here; this book is the Word of our great God, in which he promises to guard and defend us, and we firmly believe that Word; therefore we need not to see the watchmen; but you do not believe, therefore the great God has to show you the watchmen, in order that you may learn to believe.""--Selected.
Have a Blessed Day!
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Happy Saturday! I slept a bunch last night. I am still very groggy. I am afraid to have coffee because my stomach is still not feeling too well.
I had a banana for breakfast and been drinking a lime sparkling water so far. I am a little sad because my husband made me a very nice salad and I can't eat it yet. Hope I get better before it spoils.
I found this story, I didn't write it. It had no author to credit. Hope you enjoy. I found it a nice reminder.
~*~ LOVE & LIFE ~*~
My husband is S/W Engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders.
Two years of courtship and now, five years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before, has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness.
I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings. I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband is my complete opposite; his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about LOVE.
One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce.
"Why? " he asked, shocked.
"I am tired. There are no reasons for everything in the world !" I answered.
He kept silent the whole night, seemingly in deep thought. My feeling of disappointment only increased. Here was a man who was not able to even express his predicament, so what else could I expect from him?
And finally he asked me: "What can I do to change your mind?"
Somebody said it right... It's hard to change a person's personality, and I guess, I have started losing faith in him.
Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered: "Here is the question. If you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind.
Let's say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death. Will you do it for me?"
He said: " I will give you your answer tomorrow...." My hopes just sank by listening to his response.
I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door, that goes....
My dear, "I would not pick that flower for you, but....please allow me to explain the reasons further.....
This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading.
"When you use the computer you always mess up the Software programs, and you cry in front of the screen. I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs.
You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you.
You love traveling but always lose your way in a new city. I have to save my eyes to show you the way.
You always have the cramps whenever your "good friend" approaches every month. I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your tummy.
You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom.
You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes. I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand...and tell you the colour of flowers, just like the colour of the glow on your young face...
Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do... I could not pick that flower yet, and die ... "
My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting. .. And as I continue on reading... "Now, that you have finished reading my answer, and if you are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk...
I rushed to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread....Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided to leave the flower alone...
That's LIFE, and LOVE. When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness.
Love shows up in all forms; even in very small and cheeky forms. It has never been a model. It could be the dullest and most boring form ...
Flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands... AND THAT'S LIFE
P/s: this is not my experience but it truly happens..lets get the moral of this story..most of the time we do not appreciate people around us, they may not good in expressing their feelings but it doesn't mean that they don't love u. If they aren't good at expressing love, then why don't we take the first step to show some love??? great day ahead my friends...
Friday, June 11, 2010
This is a quick post. A very sweet special spark friend sent me flowers because I hadn't changed my status in a while. She was correct. Yesterday afternoon my stomach troubles started up again. This is the third time in 2 weeks this has happened. The pain is terrible.
I went to sleep around 9pm and then was up at 11:00pm and every hour after. Each time I was up I was up for an hour even. By 6 am this morning and 4 imodium later I was still suffering. The box said not to take more than 4 in a 24 hour period. To top it off I was crying like a baby. The cramping made me feel like I was going to be sick. The only thing I could keep down was a banana milk. Milk, one banana, ice and splenda.
My doctor gave me her cell phone number and I called her a left a message. She got back with me and told me I could take up to 8. So after 7 imodium at 11 am I finally got some relief and slept for a few hours.
Talking with my doctor as for the cause I mentioned the cardiologist increased my fish oil from 2 tablets to 7. So I have cut that out for now. I just tried to eat some rice for dinner and only got a few spoons down. My blood sugar is wonderful. 106 tonight. So hoping tomorrow will be a better day.
**DH was suppose to hear from the job today. He left messages but the man never returned his call. DH is still spending hours applying everywhere.
I leave you with this nice story. Enjoy!
~*~ John 3:16 ~*~
By: Author Unknown
In the city of Chicago, one cold, dark night, a blizzard was setting in. A little boy was selling newspapers on the corner, while other people were in and out of the cold. The little boy was so cold that he wasn't trying to sell many papers. He walked up to a policeman and said, "Mister, you wouldn't happen to know where a poor boy could find a warm place to sleep tonight would you? You see, I sleep in a box up around the corner there and down the alley, and it's awful cold in there at night. It sure would be nice to have a warm place to stay."
The policeman looked down at the little boy and said, "You go down the street to that big white house and you knock on the door. When they open the door you just say 'John 3:16' and they will let you in."
So the boy walked up the steps to the door, and knocked on the door and a lady answered. The little boy looked up and said, "John 3:16."
The lady said "Come on in, Son." She took him in and she sat him down in a split bottom rocker in front of a great big old fireplace and she went off. He sat there for a while, and thought to himself "John 3:16... I don't understand it, but it sure makes a cold boy feel warm."
Later she came back and asked him "Are you hungry?"
He said, "Well, just a little. I haven't eaten in a couple of days and guess I could stand a little bit of food."
The lady took him in the kitchen and sat him down to a table full of wonderful food. He ate and ate until he couldn't eat any more. Then he thought to himself "John 3:16... Boy, I sure I don't understand it, but it sure makes a hungry boy feel full."
She took him upstairs to a bathroom to a huge bathtub filled with warm water and he sat there and soaked for a while. As he soaked, he thought to himself, "John 3:16... I sure don't understand it, but it sure makes a dirty boy feel clean. You know, I've not had a bath, a real bath, in my whole life. The only bath I ever had was when I stood in front of that big old fire hydrant as they flushed it out."
The lady came in and got him, and took him to a room and tucked him into a big old feather bed and pulled the covers up around his neck and kissed him goodnight and turned out the lights. As he laid in the darkness and looked out the window at the snow coming down on that cold night he thought to himself, "John 3:16... I don't understand it, but it sure makes a tired boy feel rested."
The next morning she came back up and took him down again to that same big table full of food. After he ate she took him back to that same big old split bottom rocker in front of the fireplace and she got a big old Bible and sat down in front of him and she looked up as she asked, "Do you understand John 3:16?"
He said, "No, Ma'am, I don't. The first time I ever heard it was last night when the policeman told me to say John 3:16."
She opened the Bible to John 3:16 , and she began to explain to him about Jesus. Right there in front of that big old fireplace he gave his heart and life to Jesus. He sat there and thought, "John 3:16, I don't understand it, but it sure makes a lost boy feel safe."
The lady then said: "You know, I have to confess I don't I understand it either; how God would be willing to send His own Son to die for you and me, and how Jesus would agree to do such a thing. I don't understand it either, but it sure does make life worth living."
John 3:16 "For God so loved the world that He gave His only Son, so that everyone who believes in Him will not perish but have eternal life."
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Happy Thursday! I am a little later in blogging today. I was sleepy and tummy was a little upset so I tried to nap a bit this morning. Plus my arthritis in my hip and knee were bothering me. Of course my DH (who is still well since yesterday ) was doing an application where they asked him over 80 questions. His noises made sleeping a bad idea.
Then my Doctor called and she wanted to come visit me. So I gave up the "nap" idea. My Doctors name is Joann I love her to pieces. She is super nice. Well she said she was happy with my progress. Everything seemed ok so far. Sugars are better than before. I still need to be retested for my thyroid again in a few weeks. To see what the level is.
After my blog the other day about "My Secret and make a NEW Ending " with the positive affirmations I found a lot about Pessimists and Optimists. Which lead me into a whole other research which I could have bored you with then. I chose to bore you today instead. Ha! .
**** Pessimists and Optimists ****
What is optimism? It is believing that there is more good in life than bad. They feel or react to lifes down times as something that can and will be fixed in their future. Optimists are those people who look at the world and things around them with "rose colored glasses". They believe that no matter what there is still good and hope in the world. There is no failure, only lessons learned, which leads to pursuing new opportunities. Each step is a move forward.
Pessimists think in the opposite way. The pessimist is the person who plays the devil’s advocate. This is the individual who responds with, “I’m just being realistic.” The reality here is that if you believe in negative outcomes. They believe that negative events are caused by them. They believe that one mistake means more will come and they feel they are the cause. Pessimists complain about the noise when opportunity knocks. Pessimists are thieves, robbing themselves of their own potential.
"Optimism makes you rich and pessimism makes you poor, not just in the wallet but in life."
Who is being realistic, an optimist or a pessimist?
Both are correct.
Optimists are realistic because if we decide to do anything that is important to us we will continue to try. Which the more times we try the better our chances are that we will succeed. We will run into obstacles and fail from time to time but we don't give up. We meet the obstacle head on with out fear or frustration.
When something goes wrong, pessimists believe the problem will continue indefinitely, affect all areas of their life, and is their fault.
So how do pessimists become optimists??????
"One of the greatest powers in the universe is individual power of choice. And the most powerful choices are positive choices." - Frederick Mann.
They need to be aware of negative self-talks. "I can't do that. I'm not good enough to . . . I'm afraid to . . . That makes me angry. No use trying since I'll probably fail." Whenever you catch yourself with a negative thought, immediately replace it with a positive one. Repetition is the key to success. This isn't something you can do today and then never work on again. You need to do this a little each day to develope and make it a habit.
You need a willingness to examine your thoughts. A few extra minutes to consistently reexamine your thought patterns. Keep in mind that the more you practice challenging your thought patterns, the more automatic it'll become. Don't expect major changes in thinking right away, but do expect them to become ingrained over time.
Try reading and re-reading the Optimist Creed
~*~ THE OPTIMIST CREED ~*~
Promise Yourself -
To be so strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind.
To talk health, happiness and prosperity to every person you meet.
To make all your friends feel that there is something in them.
To look at the sunny side of everything and make your optimism come true.
To think only of the best, to work only for the best and to expect only the best.
To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others as you are about your own.
To forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achievements of the future.
To wear a cheerful countenance at all times and give every living creature you meet a smile.
To give so much time to the improvement of yourself that you have no time to criticize others.
To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear, and too happy to permit the presence of trouble.
Wednesday, June 09, 2010
I mean my blog title in jest.
Don't call the cops.
Yesterday I was on the computer when my neighbor came over to borrow our cat carrier. Mind you this is a woman who lets her cats run wild and she just had more kittens. That is a whole other story that makes me mad. My husband found it and took it over to her. About 10 mins later in comes my husband holding the cutest 7 week old calico kitten. DH says "Do you want her?"
Now if you read my blogs we are in a financial crunch right now. We have 7 cats, 2 dogs and a bird. You might be thinking what is one more? At least that is what I am sure my husband is thinking. All of our cats are inside cats and they have all been tested for feline leukemia and aides. When ever we got a "new" cat that is the one thing other than shots I made sure of.
She was SO adorable and kept staring at me! This picture isn't her but to give you an idea of what I went through. UGH!
After my husband left to take her back. I got to thinking. Sometimes I think too much. Back a few years ago we had 9 cats. one of our cats got pregnant before we could get her fixed. She had 3 kittens. One was small, one medium and one large. The small and the large one were still born. The only one that survived was the middle one who we named Angel. She did have some hip problems and a crooked tail. She was my husband's baby. Angel's dad suddenly passed away on us out of the clear blue. There hadn't been anything wrong with him. Angel's mom was a 6lb tiny cat and angel was full grown 4 lbs.
She was only with us for about 2 years and she died suddenly as well. My husband took her death really hard although he would never admit it. So I was feeling so guilty. I really would like to keep the kitten. But the realistic side of me knows we can't afford it.
I reminded my husband we can't afford it. We also need to have Flurry tested yet to see why she is losing hair and why some of her hair isn't growing back. Flurry health wise is doing fine other than some allergies making her eyes tear a lot. I researched and think it might be her thyroid. That test and office visit is about $260 with office visit.
So my husband later asks me to call our vet to see how much it would be for shots and tests. So I knew it would be too much. So I called figured I would check anyway, knowing it would be expensive. Office visit, shots and test about $150. So even to make myself feel better I called around. I did find a clinic that was much cheaper. There was about $106 with all shots, tests and visits.
The nurse was really nice. She said it would be better if the kitten was kept isolated for 10 days to make sure that if she were tested positive it could be because of the mother's milk. If we would wait the test would be better and her immune system would be stronger. It is still too much though.
While I was on the phone with the nurse I mentioned Flurry's problem and if we get her past medical records to have her tested it would be about $110. When I mentioned the cost at the other vet she asked if they were going to remove it to test. Ha! So even though it was not affordable for the kitten, I did find a better way to get Flurry's test done.
I reminded my husband that I didn't think she would have too much trouble finding homes. But at the same time made me sad because in a shelter the kittens are the first to be adopted and that would mean another full grown cat would be in danger of being put to sleep. Prime example if you go to petfinder.org there are SO many animals that are up for adoption. It really bothers me.
This might sound silly but, you know how people want to hit the lottery so they can be wealthy. My wish is that I hit the lottery buy a house on a huge property and adopt all unwanted animals. I have always wanted to adopt older children not placed because they weren't babies. This would be a win, win situation. For me I would finally get to share the love in my heart. The children and animals a loving home. The children would learn responsibility and compassion by helping care for the animals with me.
So if you made it through my tale I give you credit. I do have this problem of explaining myself too much. It gets on my husband's nerves sometimes. I know it use to annoy my Mom when I was growing up. Ha!
Have a lovely day!
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