A good night's sleep, chocolate, the happiness and satisfaction of sharing on AgingCare forum. Does anyone have some favorite things to think about? Yes, this phrase is from the song in the movie "The sound of Music". My husband and I often resort to using movie lines and song to improve communication. We were the only two in a gathering of people who heard the background music playing. We both had the same (cassette tape/CD). A connection bringing two people together. To this day, we crack up when one uses a simple movie line to make a serious point.
SO, What is one of your favorite movie line, some of your favorite things?
So sorry that you are troubled, and I hope things turn around for you and your Mom.
Luckylu,
Sharing this special song: Mel Brooks. "I am wild about animal crackers".
You will go to bed laughing!
If only troubles did melt like lemon drops
Israel Kamakawiwoʻole
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
And the dreams that you dream of
Once in a lullaby
Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly
And the dreams that you dream of
Dreams really do come true
Someday, I wish upon a star
Wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where trouble melts like lemon drops
High above the chimney top
That's where you'll find me
Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly
And the dreams that you dare to
Oh why, oh why can't I?
Well, I see trees of green and red roses too
I'll watch them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Well, I see skies of blue and I see clouds of white
And the brightness of day
I like the dark
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Wondering if he was receiving hazard pay, or just forgot to read the employee rights manual. So I bought him a 'cooling towel', will try to give it to him personally. Just as soon as walking to the mailbox is safe in 95.7° F heat. Darn, missed him today.
Record Heat didn't bother the boys in blue this weekend
Quenching in the heat
"Spent 4 lonely days, in the brown L.A. haze..."
That describes the sky....how will anyone see any fireworks at all this year. It is bad. But I liked some
of his songs.
So happy to see you all here today as Sundays are pretty lonely with dH taking his afternoon naps, loooong ones.
That is quite a list, Cwillie!
Hope your day and others has some good garden time.
Are you growing the rhubarb yourself?
That kicked in a memory of my Mom cooking rhubarb pies when my siblings were young.
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Wheat fields coming into head and swaying in the wind
A big while bridal wreath spirea flanked by deep red peonies
The garden in May/June before the bugs and dry weather hit, when everything is lush and blooming and possibilities seem endless
My first coffee of the day.... good morning everyone!
tonight, from start to finish.
Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.
I managed to find about 20-30 minutes today while DD was working and GS was at school, so I went through the kitchen like a whirling dervish. Started the dishwasher, cleaned the sinks, cleaned the stovetop (one of my pet peeves is that DD constantly leaves it dirty and greasy and it's a glass top stove, so then it bakes on and doesn't come off, so I did a major cleaning), vacuumed and mopped the floor and cleaned off the countertop. Also picked up the throw rugs and tossed those into the washer and had them dry and back on the floor before DD & GS got back. Vacuumed and mopped living room and hallway and my bedroom as well. The rest of the day, I've been wandering out into the kitchen and admiring how clean it is. Silly, but it makes me feel good. Hoping to maybe get the walls washed in the kitchen this weekend and clean under the stove and microwave stand.
My bedroom floor is unsealed hardwood, so it's not pretty and glossy like the rest of the floors in the main part of the house, but it's at least clean now, even if it doesn't look great.
When in trouble or in doubt, run in circles, scream and shout.
Always thought it was a bit of a tall order for us poor ordinary mortals, that list - but not a bad desiderata, bless him.
I found this:
Rudyard Kipling
If
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a".....
---caregiver, my dear one.