Advent: Preparation for Christmas

Today is the first Sunday of Advent. It is the season of preparation for the birth of Jesus. Cool. It means it is viewed appropriate now to begin the decorating and setting the stage for the festivities. We lit the first candle on the Advent wreath today. It is the candle for hope. I liked that. I am constantly looking for hope in my life. I found it timely that we would do that today when I am again in need of hope.

I spent the day decorating the apartment for Christmas. Everything but the tree is in place. Now to address the cards and send them out, do a bit of baking, finish the shopping and wrapping, get trimmings for the turkey dinner, and let the season come.

I love Christmas. I am still waiting for the Christmas I have always dreamed of. Soon ... I hope ... very soon.

Something to Think About

Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check when you say the paint is wet?



Why does Superman stop bullets with his chest, but ducks when you throw a revolver at him?



Why do Kamikaze pilots wear helmets?



What is the speed of darkness?



If the temperature is zero outside today and it's going to be twice as cold tomorrow, how cold will it be?



If people evolved from apes, why are there still apes?



If it's true that we are here to help others, what are the others doing here?



If someone with a split personality threatens to commit suicide, is it a hostage situation?

Typoglycemia

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Christmas (A Response)

Well, well, well. We have ourselves a Christmas Grinch. I thought all that grey hair was disguising something. It seems to be green skin and a shrunken heart. I must take a better look next time I see you. Perhaps you have hairy fingers and toes too. What a travesty!!!! A Grinch in our midst at this, the most beautiful season of the year.

OK, I have considered these things you mentioned:

1) Look at the money you waste buying useless gifts that no one wants.
[I take the time to know the person and figure out what the person likes and buy something I know they would like. I don't waste my money giving gifts that they don't want.]

2) Go ahead, make the power company rich with your strings of brightly lit decorations.
[Aren't we supposed to contribute to the local economy? Besides, the lights are pretty.]

3) Kill some trees - put one in your living room.
[I put up an artificial so I didn't kill any. Those real trees that get put up are chipped up and used as mulch or compost later, and new ones are planted every year in their place. No waste there.]

4) Upgrade your stress level worrying what to get Auntie (Insert relative) at the last minute.
[I shop early. No last minute shopping for me. I don't like crowds.]

5) Buy things for inflated prices that will be on sale the week after for half price or less.
[Nope, shop the sales and shop early to get them. Give gift certificates to those who want to get the after Christmas sales.]

Try as you may, you mean old Grinch. I won't let you destroy my Christmas. So there!!! *blows a raspberry* And Merry Christmas to you!!!

Christmas Is Coming

It is getting nearer all the time. I love Christmas. Who says Christmas is only for kids? I love the lights, the gift wrapping, decorating the tree, and the Christmas baking. Then there is that delicious smell of turkey cooking. It is just over a month away now. I hope you are beginning to get ready. I am.

ALF Buses

Our local transit company has invested in new buses over the past year or so. These buses are designed to lower the floor to the curb, release a ramp, and carry wheelchair passengers. Although this concept is admirable and provides for fairness, it doesn't work well for the masses. Let me explain ...

These buses have limited seating with the majority of seats facing each other on the exterior walls. This is to allow for extra space in the aisle for wheelchair accessibility. For that purpose, again, a good concept. However, these are the drawbacks for those of us who are not in wheelchairs:

• Because of the limited seating and no extra buses being sent to pick up the loads during rush hours, half the load are standing and struggling not to fall. The grumbles constantly are running through the crowd. Many are finding alternate ways to get to work to try to avoid this issue, if possible.
  
• The poles to hold onto are staggered alternately from side to side. This makes it impossible to stand and hold poles on both sides of the bus in order to gain stability.
• The majority of women cannot reach the poles at the top, so they risk dislocating an arm when the bus jerks and they can't keep themselves steady.
• If you are lucky enough to be able to stand by a pole, you will find them doubled in thickness with a foam covering. Again this does not work well for females whose hands are much smaller. Because you cannot grip tightly, can only grip from one side of the bus, and can't get steady footing, you run the risk of being thrown around in the bus.
• Because the aisles are wide, people tend to stand two people wide in the aisle. Again a loss of stability.
• There is almost always at least one person entering the bus with a baby or small child in a stroller. I can see one of these days that a standing passenger is going to lose their footing and land on top of that child in the stoller. If that child doesn't get seriously injured, I will be surprised. Look out law suit ...
• It is very hot standing up on the bus this time of year when you are all bundled up and the heat is cranked to keep the seated passengers warm. Don't try to let go long enough to unzip your coat or remove your scarf. You will fall into someone's lap for sure. Pity help you if you should pass out from the heat.
  

These buses have provided me with the most uncomfortable rides I have ever had in the 30 years I have been travelling with the local transit system. Although I can appreciate the concept and reasoning behind the purchase of these vehicles, I don't understand why the money was not better spent in upgrading the "accessibility" bus service already in place for wheelchair passengers. More of those vehicles and better scheduling would make much more sense. They offer door to door service. Who wouldn't prefer that to having to walk (or wheel your chair) in bad weather to the nearest bus stop. I know I would.

What WERE they thinking? Do they think?

Kisses

A kiss is not just a kiss. There are several kinds of kisses.

• A chocolate Hershey's kiss
• A kiss of death
• The dew kisses the grass
• Kiss my a** (not a nice thing to say)
• Kiss off
• A kiss of friendship
• A kiss of welcome, as they do in some countries
• A kiss of the hand (as a gentleman used to do to a lady)

My favourite kind of kiss, though, is that passionate kiss shared with the one you truly love. The kind of kiss that can make your knees weak, your heart beat fast, and take your breath away. The kind that sweeps you away into paradise. Wow!!! What a kiss that is. Mmmm ... mmm ... mmm. Yes!!!

Internet Dating

Many of my friends have suggested that I try Internet dating. Some of them have found successful relationships that way. Some are still trying to find that "Mr./Ms. Right" out there. They claim that it is a wonderful alternative to meeting the right kind of person than going to the bars. The one that most are suggesting to me is Lavalife.

So ... last night I decided I would take a peek and see what all the fuss is about. I was glad to see that I could just check out the "meat market" without ever having to sign-up to get in. There is quite a variety of people there. You get to put in your request as to whether you are looking for a male/female and the age range and location. I found quite a number of men from the metro area listed there. I was actually surprised that there were as many as there were. They seemed to be a quite diverse group. It was interesting that they posted their salary range there. I guess they figure money talks. Some did not want to post their pictures, perhaps because they don't have an electronic one or maybe they want it based on who they are, not what they look like. I know I would not want to put my picture there for the same reason. One man had posted that he would not even e-mail without a picture, so he is looking for someone with looks for sure. Personally, I could see what type he was just from his statement and his picture. Not my type for sure.

By the time I had scrolled through the list of people my search results produced, I had come to a conclusion. First of all, I would not be ready, if ever, to pursue this type of avenue to meet someone. It feels like picking out a book from the library by reading the cover. I also don't trust what some of them say, even in the very small "factual" profile. I need to see into someone's eyes to know if they are telling the truth or not. I like to think I am a pretty good judge of character, and I can detect lies pretty well too in person.

In conclusion ... I don't think this is for me. I would feel desperate meeting someone this way. I trust God to bring about what I am looking for. I just need to be patient, and that is not easy.

Storms of Life

I awake to the sound of thunder
A storm, it fills the air
The weather sets the mood that day
About life, I do not care.

The clouds; they are inside here too
They loom so close above
Threatening to drop their gloom
And dampen thoughts of love.

The winds of life; they change so fast
From north, then south, then west
They blow the clouds around and round
And do not give me rest.

The sun may shine again one day
And burn these clouds away
And love may come and rest once more
And in my heart will stay.

For love, it makes the world go round
It shines its light so bright
It fills my heart and soul with joy
And makes my world seem right.

Nothing in this world compares
To the power that love brings
It heals my wounds, and lifts my loads
And ensures that my heart sings.

Lest We Forget

Today, I am embarrassed to say, is the first time I have ever stood at a cenataph ceremony on Remembrance Day. It, too, was not planned. I had gone to the local gym this morning and came out just in time for the ceremonies to begin. I was going to leave, but something that a vet had said at our church last Sunday kept running through my mind and drawing me in. What he said was this: "There is not one day that goes by that I do not give thanks to the person who drafted me for the wrong country." (He was British.) He continued by saying, "This beautiful country we call Canada is the only country in the world that is not at war. It is the only country that is at peace. God has chosen this country to set an example to the others. We must NEVER forget those who gave up their lives so that we could live in peace."

He is very right. I also saw a wreath of poppies hung on a door in my building that said something to the effect of Don't complain about growing old; there were many who did not have that privilege. Another note that made me stand up and think.

Each time I started to feel cold and wanted to leave, I could only thing of how much more those who died endured for the freedom I now enjoy. Surely I could endure the cold for a short period of time to pay respect to them.

I'm not sure why, but after all these years, Remembrance Day now means something more to me than a day off work and a prayer of thanks for those who gave their lives. The messages I received this year kind of put things into perspective for me.

In Flander's Fields were poppies grow
Between the crosses, row on row.

Let us always remember...

True to Ourselves

This above all: to thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou 'canst not then be false to any man. — William Shakespeare

This is a grounding statement for those of us who can get caught up in the needs and feelings of others, while ignoring or neglecting our own.

We need to trust our instincts and feelings to lead us in the direction we need to go. We must honour and respect ourselves enough so that we can be true to those around us, even if it means displeasing someone else in the process.

To thine own self be true. Yes, they are simple words, but they can put us back on track with who we are and what WE want out of life. Let's follow our instincts, our heart, and our dreams. We owe it to ourselves to be true to us. We are so worth it.

Women

The difference between girls ...



What is the difference between girls aged 8, 18, 28, 38, 48, 58,68, and 78?



At 8 - You take her to bed and tell her a story.

At 18 - You tell her a story and take her to bed.

At 28 - You don't need to tell her a story to take her to bed.

At 38 - She tells you a story and takes you to bed.

At 48 - You tell her a story to avoid going to bed.

At 58 - You stay in bed to avoid her story.

At 68 - If you take her to bed, that'll be a story!!

At 78 - What story???? What bed??? Who are you???

My Favourite Things

These are a few of my favourite things:

• Special moments with my children
• Special times with the person I love deeply
• Cheesecake
• Lemon meringue pie
• Chocolate cake
  
• Sitting by a stream that is peacefully flowing
• Listening to the birds singing sweetly in the trees
• Listening to a song that moves me to tears
• Watching a movie that leaves me feeling good
• Working in the garden, close to nature
• A walk in the park with someone special
• A hug from a friend when I need it most
• Encouraging words from a friend when I am feeling down
• Looking for the beauty in the world around me
• Sitting silently holding someone's hand and knowing that it was the best conversation I've had in a long time
• Peacefulness

Most importantly, my most favourite thing in the whole world is love. There is just not enough of it in this world.

Abandonment

Oh dear ... it looks as though my friends have abandoned me. Hey Keyboard! Hey MouseGuy! Where are you guys hiding? Not much word from you these days. Don't leave me out here all by myself!!!!

Party-poopers!!

Life Sucks

It just plain sucks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Aches and Pains

Our muscles do a tremendous job supporting our frame and helping us to move. We have to treat them with kindness, keeping them exercised and relaxed. I think I've forgotten how to do the last part of that. Oh my aching back!!!!! Anyone got a degree in massage therapy? A heating pad? Oh ... will I ever learn?

Smiles

I love to smile and laugh. I've been dubbed "Smiley" and "Sunshine" by a number of different people over the years because I smile so much. A smile can brighten someone's day. It makes me feel good when I can make someone smile. It makes me feel good when someone makes me smile. I particularly like it when they can make me smile from the inside out. That is the best kind of smile.

I hope to someday have someone I can make smile from the inside out and who can do the same for me. Someone who makes me incredibly happy and who I can make happy in return. After all, that is what life is supposed to be like: living, loving, and laughing together in harmony.

Smile! It is very contagious.

Toddlers

Today on the bus ride home, I shared the bus with 3 toddlers. One was 4.5, one was 3 and the other was just over a year old. What an adventure. The 3 year old was a sweet little girl. She was good as gold and eventually fell asleep on her mother's shoulder.

The 4.5 year old was fairly quiet and keep telling his year-old brother to shhhhh. Well ... that little fella just loved to hear his own voice. He kept screaming, and screaming, and screaming half of the way home. The more his mother told him to shhh, the more he screamed. He eventually stopped and settled down. I think his throat must have gotten sore and his ears started ringing. I know mine were. If there is one thing I have trouble coping with, it is a crying or screaming baby. I want them to be happy!!

I have one question, though. WHO THE HECK TEACHES LITTLE KIDS TO PICK THEIR NOSE!!! That 4.5 year old had his finger stuck in his everytime I looked his way. I thought at one point I saw his elbow disappear. Oh my goodness, little kids can be so gross!!!

How was your drive home from work?

Winter-Is-a-Comin'

The colder weather is on its way. I love the crisp morning air, but I'm not fond of going to work in the dark. It makes it really hard to wake up.

Tonight I brought out my winter clothes and put away the summer things. Some of those things I have decided to part with. I would part with a lot more of them if it were easier to replace them with something more up to date. I did manage, however, to part with a few more things. Off to Big Brothers they will go for those who are less fortunate.

It makes me feel good to give things away like that. Although I struggle for a lot of what I have, there are others who do not have even this much. If I can help in this small way, I will. I don't believe in having yard sales. It is a lot of work for little profit. I would much sooner give it away to someone who needs it. Sure, I would sell big ticket items, but not the little stuff. It makes no sense to me.

Well, I guess I am ready for fall anyway. Now just to get some protectant for my leather coat and boots, then I will be set for the weather to come. Are you ready for the cold and snow?

Iraq

• The garden of Eden was in Iraq.
• Noah built the ark in Iraq.
• The Tower of Babel was in Iraq.
• Daniel was in the lion's den in Iraq!
• The wise men were from Iraq.

Israel is the nation most often mentioned in the Bible. But do you know which nation is second? It is Iraq! However, that is not the name that is used in the Bible. The names used in the Bible are Babylon, Land of Shinar, and Mesopotamia. The word Mesopotamia means between the two rivers, more exactly between the Tigris and Euphrates Rivers. The name Iraq, means country with deep roots. Indeed Iraq is a country with deep roots and is a very significant country in the Bible.

And also ... This is something to think about! Since America is typically represented by an eagle. Saddam should have read up on his Muslim passages ...

The following verse is from the Koran, (the Islamic Bible)

Koran (9:11) — For it is written that a son of Arabia would awaken a fearsome Eagle. The wrath of the Eagle would be felt throughout the lands of Allah and lo, while some of the people trembled in despair still more rejoiced; for the wrath of the Eagle cleansed the lands of Allah; and there was peace.

Note the verse number! (9:11)