the dog has it

Sitting here at the table, checkin' out the web, building knowledge, developing brain cells, and munching on a piece of fried chicken.  All the while Cooper is sitting here staring at me.  It is not his brown eyes that tug at my heart, it is the four-inch drool hanging out from the sides of his mouth.  I think he really would like the chicken bone.  Now he's telling me about it.   I believe he is wailing for all the starving dogs in China.  Such a sad but sweet song.  But he ain't gettin' the bone.  "leave it"  "leave it"  so what does he do?  Why he goes over to the counter where the plate of chicken is sitting.  He does not "leave it" there....he stands up on his two hind feet and sticks his nose into the plate to pick out the perfect leg.  Ahhhhhhh....I love being a grandmother to a dog.

Such a beautiful Sunday calls for getting outside and.......well I was going to say do yardwork, but I think I shall run to the store and then come home for a 2pm nap.  Better hurry!

ciao'!

i went to bed

was that not the weirdest post you have ever seen?  i should delete it.  

okay i got to get going but i wanted to share this with you   http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20090327/us_nm/us_usa_freedomtower

read it and i hope it makes you mad

tw'is the day befor

the annual Spring Ring.  eeeeyup.  we will be pushing out those notes starting at 7 in the am.

i am tired just thinking about it.  but it will be fun.  i hope they record it this  year and then you guys can hear the awesome sound of 6 bell choirs ringing their hearts out.  thats about 80 people all totaled.  

The Whole Megillah

Young and impressionable we were back then, some 40+ years ago.  And fortunate to live in a community blend of religions and races different than our own.  Blacks, Jews, Puerto Ricans, Whites, thrown together by the military, where all of us kids played together and never really questioned our "differences".  I have always been fascinated by people.  Simply fascinated. Especially when cultures collide and the world is thrown into an upheaval over the strangest of events most of which occur because someone couldn't take the time to love their neighbor.  

Today, I am in the midst of a Beth Moore Bible Study on the Book of Esther.  That is, it is the Book of Esther to us Christians.  To the Jews, well it is better known as the Megillah.  I remember the Megillah.  I used to have friends that said "the whole megillah" {only to my uneducated ears it was ma-goo-lah}.  I always thought it was some made up word, one that tickled my ears every time someone said it.  After Beth spent most of an hour explaining "The Megillah" my light bulb flickered and I remembered the Jewish community we shared our Brooklyn neighborhood schools with some 40 years ago.  I remember their Temple.  I always wanted to go up those stairs and peek in to see what went on behind those big heavy doors.  I never made it that far...instead I was introduced to Catholic confession on Saturdays.  We used to ride our bikes down to the local parish so my buddies could hook up with the local priests and cleanse their souls.  I used to light candles while I waited. 

I wonder what God thought about all that in those days.  They certainly were very educational and have lead to a greater understanding of Him today.  I just am always amazed how life is connected to Him, even when we are not.  And isn't that what the story of Esther is all about?

"....for such a time as this."  What interesting words those are.  Very close to "...no better time than now."

Nothin' much really

Seems like an awful long time since I joined my friends on their dock and in their trees.  Just wandered by and don't really see anyone around, but for those that come later, I will leave my thoughts.

Back on March 3rd, I was to have appeared before the BoS to accept their proclamation recognizing 30 years of employment.  Well, long story short, I did not go.  Basically after 4 screw ups in scheduling they called at 6pm and left a message for me to be there at 8, rather than 9 as scheduled.  That was the final jerk by them....all of them.   I just didn't show up.  Believe me it was a very hard decision, because really, I EARNED that recognition.  But I have long since learned their recognition is nothing but a false gift as they have proved time and time again their employees are of little value.

Tonight, I received my proclamation in the mail ~ after I called the dept. and asked that they mail it to me.  Can you believe it is wrong!!?!?!?!?!!!  It is poorly written and has wrong information regarding my career.  All I can say at this juncture is that I hope somewhere in those 30 years I did make a positive influence in a life of somebody, a manager, an employee, a co-worker, a client.  Obviously, my employer knew little about me,,,,,,,and cared even less.

Sad.

Well let's see.  What else has been goin' on.  Oh, I know, I can tell you about Frank Parker ~ Great Dane extraordinaire.  He came to live with us, here at Sister's Dog Ranch, for a few short weeks.  He was quite the bully.  Big dog.  Good dog.  But really a big, good dog for someone other than the ranch caretakers.  And so he went back to whence he came, and hopefully will find someone that will have the time to fill his attention needs and love all over him.  I sure will be glad when Sister's bunk house is open.  Arf.

Weather.  We have gone from Zero to 80 all in one week and back again.  Tomorrow, three days into Spring, I do believe it will be back and hopefully will hang a little longer than a week.  I likes wearing shorts.  I likes spring flowers and gardening.  I likes others who do inside spring cleaning.  

Be kind to one another.

g

where has the time gone?

I am currently living without a calendar.  Why?  Because I refuse to buy one for $14.95 and have to throw it out in less than 12 mos.  I know, I should buy them in September when they are $17.95 but at least I would get my 13 mos of use out of them, right.  Nah.  I'll look at my cell phone or computer or maybe even somebody's watch.  Its a good thing February dates are the same as March's because I have been working off the Feb. calendar at work for the last week now.  No wonder my work is riddled with boo-boos.

We are going north tomorrow to celebrate mo-in-law's birthday.  she is 78 this year.  fascinating.  she is almost twice as old as she was when i first met her.  thats scary.  course i am way older than she was when we met so i guess it all comes out in the wash.  its been fun.  i am sure that is why the time has flown.  we will be delivering Christmas presents to her and the rest of the family.  we are later this year than we have ever been.  but its not Christmas yet this year, so we are okay.

Another Friday night...No, howie do it is not funny, but then, neither is wife swap.  Guess its time to pull out the book I am working on.  

Sayonara