In today’s pernicious economy we need to apply the 3 ‘P’s to all our endeavors. Persistence, persuasion and pessimism. Persistence means to keep paddling that boat even though it has a leak. Persuasion can be used to have others help you plug that leak. Pessimism is a reminder that we need to be positive and not let that boat sink. The world is polychromatic and we choose the vast array of colors and have them work effectively within a team. Those with a predisposition to creativity have a high probability to succeed.
My creativity has been stymied of late due to the foot surgery. Today, hopefully the sutures will be removed - be more positive- yes, today the sutures WILL be removed and I can walk once again. I can feel the creativity bubbling up inside. Wait that could be the asthma flaring up again. I need to paddle my boat faster to stay afloat not that I hear banjo music playing.
My happiness level is at an all time high. Well, maybe halfway to high. I still need to baby the foot but I can go in the pool again. My three happy thoughts are squirming inside my brain.
1. I am happy I see my podiatrist today - and he is such a cutie....
2. I am happy hubby built a great arch for our jasmine to grow on - he is such a cutie....
3. I am happy that I am happy....
Happiness is contagious - pass it on.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Dental dilemnas
You just know it's going to be a bad day when - suddenly - you realize that you have put on your underwear inside out and you have a dentist appointment. This is never-never a good sign. Especially bad when you hate the dentist more so than having your toenails ripped off during a wedding reception.
I would rather hang upside down over an alligator pit than go to the dentist. Early life trauma must have scarred me for life. Either with the dentist or inside out underwear - not quite sure.
So the reality of the situation hits you smack in the face when you realize the underwear mistake. Is your mind befuddled due to the dentist appointment that is only for a cleaning but still it's in the dentist office with drills and things that go bump and then there are all those stupid questions he asks you when the drill bit is drilling inside your mouth.
Do that teach that technique in dental school? Hello - Mr. Dentist but do you really expect me to give an audible answer? I must say my dentist knows about my phobia and is easy on me. If he was aware of the way I dress myself perhaps he would not be so congenial.
I have redressed myself but still have that nauseous feeling in the back of my throat that may or may not exit in the dental chair. Now that I am placing my fears and phobias in print I feel worser! Worser is much more worse than worse. It's the worsest! Well, actually going to the dentist is worsefull and to think it is just a cleaning. At least my panties are not in a knot just my intestines.
Friend or Foe
Interspecies relationships - Is it a good thing? I suppose it depends on the situation and the circumstances.
This past May I received two box turtles. They were ripped from a home that they had known and loved forever and placed with me - this wack person who doesn't know a whole lot about box turtles. The school program they were associated with was closing and Thing 1 and Thing 2 needed a new home and that's how they came to be a part of my menagerie.
They seemed very shy and timid and hung out beneath the bird of paradise bush. Interaction with people was at a minimun. They were adjusting to the new environment. I accepted them for what they were - hermits.
While we were on vacation a very concerned neighbor found a turtle wandering around the cul-de-sac and assumed it belonged to me. He was promptly placed in my turtle pond. I was in for a bit of a shock when I returned home and found this creature living in my pond. As far as I can tell he may be a Mississippi Mud turtle?
He was not happy living in the turtle ponds with my 6 water turtles. He escaped into the box turtle habitat and became very friendly with Thing 1 and Thing 2. All of a sudden the box turtles came out of hiding and have been showing their faces. Strange and bizarre. I am glad they are enjoying their new home and getting to know us. I'm not sure if they like the intrusion of this new turtle and are trying to chase him away or they really like the guy? They are active and I imagine that is a good thing.
I think the Mud turtle is a little confused and taking unfair advantage of the box turtles and the climbing over them is a sign of power or a sign that he needs a mate of his own kind. I'm not sure what to do with this new guys and the boxies are not talking.
This past May I received two box turtles. They were ripped from a home that they had known and loved forever and placed with me - this wack person who doesn't know a whole lot about box turtles. The school program they were associated with was closing and Thing 1 and Thing 2 needed a new home and that's how they came to be a part of my menagerie.
They seemed very shy and timid and hung out beneath the bird of paradise bush. Interaction with people was at a minimun. They were adjusting to the new environment. I accepted them for what they were - hermits.
While we were on vacation a very concerned neighbor found a turtle wandering around the cul-de-sac and assumed it belonged to me. He was promptly placed in my turtle pond. I was in for a bit of a shock when I returned home and found this creature living in my pond. As far as I can tell he may be a Mississippi Mud turtle?
He was not happy living in the turtle ponds with my 6 water turtles. He escaped into the box turtle habitat and became very friendly with Thing 1 and Thing 2. All of a sudden the box turtles came out of hiding and have been showing their faces. Strange and bizarre. I am glad they are enjoying their new home and getting to know us. I'm not sure if they like the intrusion of this new turtle and are trying to chase him away or they really like the guy? They are active and I imagine that is a good thing.
I think the Mud turtle is a little confused and taking unfair advantage of the box turtles and the climbing over them is a sign of power or a sign that he needs a mate of his own kind. I'm not sure what to do with this new guys and the boxies are not talking.
Monday, July 26, 2010
Ask How Dot Com
Has the thought ever skittered across the back recesses of you mind concerning - 'where do pigeons sleep at night'? Probably not!
Well, it is one of life's greatest mysteries to me. I mean in a big city it is obvious that they live, eat and sleep on the ledges of skyscrapers. But what about in very small cities or towns without tall buildings? They don't roost in trees and most of the buildings are less than two stories with no ledges.
Do they have a ron-de-vue meeting place? Do they have an empty building they are drawn to? Where oh where do they go? This is on my mind and I need answers.
During the day they are in your face but when darkness falls they fall off the face of the earth. And what about baby pigeons? Have you ever seen a baby pigeon or a pigeon nest? I haven't. I guess it will be one of those mysteries in my life that go unanswered.
I found this site, it helps a little.
http://www.deterapigeon.com/21-amazing-facts-about-pigeons.htm
Well, it is one of life's greatest mysteries to me. I mean in a big city it is obvious that they live, eat and sleep on the ledges of skyscrapers. But what about in very small cities or towns without tall buildings? They don't roost in trees and most of the buildings are less than two stories with no ledges.
Do they have a ron-de-vue meeting place? Do they have an empty building they are drawn to? Where oh where do they go? This is on my mind and I need answers.
During the day they are in your face but when darkness falls they fall off the face of the earth. And what about baby pigeons? Have you ever seen a baby pigeon or a pigeon nest? I haven't. I guess it will be one of those mysteries in my life that go unanswered.
I found this site, it helps a little.
http://www.deterapigeon.com/21-amazing-facts-about-pigeons.htm
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Swim at your own risk
Sometimes my dreams involve themes. My theme last night was water. Water is one of my favorite elements. It's part of my soul. I think in my past life I must have been a fish or perhaps a piece of a coral reef - like a brain coral.
These past two weeks have been totally without water joy. Due to the stitches on the sole of my foot I am water deprived. No pool, no foot in the tub or puddle jumping. This rule has weighed heavily on me especially due to the fact that this has been the hottest summer in years and I cannot go in the pool.
So my dreams of water surely must have a connection to my recent issue of lack of water. The first dream was me and hubby swimming down a river that was tea colored similar to the St. John's River that flows upstream to the north. An oddity of sorts but then this is Florida. And in Florida almost every fresh body of water including mud puddles has at least one alligator as resident troll.
So it would not be like me to swim in not so crystal clear water in Florida. There are also water moccasins that travel the waterways. So here we are swimming in this water after dark and we come to a tunnel. This summer we drove over the Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel - a correlation here? We are swimming in this tunnel and I am carrying some contraption that cannot get wet. (My foot?) We are worried that a car might come through and run us over. There is water in this tunnel. Another correlation - watched the history channel last night and they highlighted the aqua car. It was a dark and scary tunnel sort of like the drama in my life.
The next dream back in that fresh Florida water again but this time with a group of kindergarten sweeties. I had about 20 of them in this very long kayak. The white plastic seats kept coming unsnapped. And of course the little darlings would not sit in line order or leave the plastic seats snapped. They jumped out of the kayak and would not follow instruction. That's kindergarten kids for ya. One little girl could not speak clearly. I tried my best to control the situation but had no success.
I turned around and the little girl who could not communicate turned into a doll and was at the bottom of the water. I reached down and pulled her out gave her a couple of rescue breaths and she was fine.
I could interpret these wack dreams in many ways. They all seem to correspond to my life and the drama clouds. Last night we had a horrific thunder, lightning and rain storm. I fell asleep to the raindrops pounding the roof. I try to analyze my dreams and relate them to the current issues in my drama filled life. Sometimes I am at a loss over the meanings or implications of my nightly fantasies. I'd consult a dream doctor but the insurance doesn't cover them.
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