Tap, tap, tap OR Conquering Thanksgiving Day challenges

Being a recovered sugarholic and maybe not so recovered, I've began shopping about for techniques to allow me to bake Christmas cookies and make Christmas candies and not eat them. I've been introduced to this "Tapping Therapy" often used to break addictions, and thought - "Well, it's worth a try!"

Last night I did all the Chakras and today have done very well with the cravings. My goal is to make it through the holidays and lose five pounds! Yes, crazy. I am a crazy person, but adorable. Perhaps this will get me through the front door anxiety and Thanksgiving day.

At the dinner table I can see it - tap, tap, tap, tap - suspicious glances, but people being too polite to ask - tap, tap, tap, tap, seven times - seven Chakras (energy centers). Tap, Tap - - - "Oh, that's just mom." (Until home with each other then - "Your mother is getting nuttier as time goes on.") Ah hahahahah, yes but now I am a (relatively)slender mudder. Har har ahahaha. I will successfully bypass the pies, the whipped cream, the stuffing, the Mimosas (orange juice generously laced with champagne), (yes, I used to eat 1/2 a loaf of bread while making the stuffing). Tap, tap, tap.....

Indians and Pilgrims and pre-Thanksgiving Jitters and Bringing Home the Bird

Feeling a bit quirky in humor tonight and, sadly, my camera downloading cord is still missing so I was searching for an appropriate Thanksgiving image and ran into this one and thought it was appropriate since this country is becoming so multi cultural. I think Thanksgiving will mean something different to each one of us. I would not be surprised in ten years if it will cease to be a holiday along with being included in our history books. I'm not sure after grade school that American History is even taught anymore????

It's very cold here - ex son in law came to paint my door about 4:00 P.M. and decided to play with the children and toy army men instead of paint and now its dark, cold, and I've not been to the grocery store, nor am I likely to go since I have no front door on the house. The door is still lying in the front yard unpainted. I'm huddled up with a blanket and my computer and am refusing to turn on the heat and "waste" it by "heating the outdoors" (boy, is that playback of script from childhood?) It took him days to paint the bedroom so I am understandably nervous about this door business. So wish for the days when I cold do this all by myself. Things were so much simpler....

Worst scenario, I will be sleeping on the floor by the plastic with a baseball bat in case of intruders. The cats will not act as watchcats because they like warmth and will probably curl up under the far infared quilt with "H." After he goes to sleep of course, because he doesn't like animals close to him unless he's in an exceptionally good mood, so they have to sort of sneak it up.

I had to throw a pillow at them this morning to break up the brawl -they screamed, hissed, and yowled at each other at the foot of the bed, both of them thinking that one queen size bed was not big enough for both of them and people too.

Tried to reach "H" to tell him to bring home the bird he has postponed bringing home so it will thaw in time. He insisted on bringing home the bird, because he is a meatcutter and that gives him absolute superiority and seniority in choosing meat. I never could choose a cut of meat or bird without something being terribly wrong with it. So, the back-up plan - - - - we might have a vegetarian meal. I refuse to pay the prices for a "fresh" last minute turkey - which in reality is one thawed in the store and then marked with a much higher price. Tonight a nice buffet at a restaurant where someone else does the cooking and the dish washing sounds very appealing. And there are no tempting leftovers.

Two oldest children should never get married, they both think they have to run things. Next, two youngest should never get married because they both want to be the babies. The middle children according to some psychologists, are the "lost children" - now two lost children would never find the turkey, the two oldest children would not get the turkey because they both wanted to be in control and the loser would refuse to participate....and the two "babies" would never bother getting the bird because someone should bring it to them, cook it, and that's that!

A simple "Let's get together for a nice and easy Thanksgiving meal" has turned into a complicated, staged, complete with menu, back spasm inducing, tiring, fattening, sprawling spread. Minus the turkey. Complete with family dynamics a la mode. One son in law will compulsively begin to cook and make a bunch of the best food you ever tasted. The other will feel rejected because he has been forced into a cooking role and is unsure of himself and will think everyone else likes someone else's food best. "H" will happily be oblivious and glad for something besides diet food. The rouge male coming to dinner will be in a bad mood because his wife leaves and goes to her mother's for dinner and his son goes to his girlfriend's house. I will be cringing as all these scenarios play out - - -

I think the Thanksgiving movie writers have chosen scripts from real life!

Speaking of movies, grandson and I went to see "Bolt" yesterday. I laughed until I couldn't laugh anymore. There were three marvelous characters - a cat, Bolt - the dog, and a hamster. Wonderfully developed characters and hilarious.

Oh well, I wasn't going to eat Thanksgiving meal anyway - yesterday's grilled fish po'boy was my treat of the week topped with red licorice. For dessert - the sandwich was not topped with licorice, haha - but it might be good?

Heavily spiked up eggnog, anyone?

Politics and Panini

I've tried to post several times and the blogspot process breaks down and I lose everything. Well.....

I haven't heard this yet on the mainstream news (but I've been "fasting" tv, except for cooking channels) - but its all over the internet. Stories are circulating that a grand jury indictment has come down out of Chicago in regard to crimes committed by Bush/Cheney. Why now? Was the power structure so intense that nothing could be done before now? Mention of "war crimes" - - this will be interesting as it unfolds.

U.S. federal prosecutor Patrick Fitzgerald’s Chicago grand jury has voted perjury and obstruction of justice indictments to the following members of the Bush Administration: President George W. Bush, Vice-President Richard Cheney, Bush Chief of Staff Andrew Card, Cheney Chief of Staff I. Lewis "Scooter" Libby, Attorney General Alberto Gonzalez, former Attorney General John Ashcroft, imprisoned New York Times reporter Judith Miller and former Senior Cheney advisor Mary Matalin.

There were no indications given as to whether the President and his top staff members would appear publicly before cameras at the grand jury proceedings, given the gravity of the charges.

Besides the Valerie Plame CIA leak case, the Fitzgerald probe is reportedly far-reaching and expanding much deeper into past White House criminal acts involving Bush-Clinton drug money laundering in Mena, Arkansas to White House involvement in 9.11; but also for sending America’s young people to their deaths or to be maimed in Iraq and Afghanistan under false pretenses.

British Prime Minister Tony Blair was indicted for obstruction of justice and is reportedly consulting with members of Parliament and legal aides regarding how to avoid appearing in the U.S.A. for interrogation before Fitzgerald in Chicago.

"Imprisoned New York Times Reporter?" Yep. Politics are reallllll scary. Time will tell I guess as to the truth of what has really gone on. War Crimes are mentioned as well, such as violations of the Geneva Treaty.

As we wait to see who gets what appointments in our President Elect's cabinet, I'm wondering how this will affect the appointments?

Life is "same ol" here at the Casa. Preparing for Thanksgiving at my daughter's.

Someone gave me a new "toy" - a George Foreman grill that has a million, well, not really, but several different attachments: griddle, panini press, quesadilla press - etc., etc. I ordered an Italian cookbook full of panini, crostini, etc., recipes. Probably a big mistake....I am torn between making Christmas cookies and wondering if I can resist the temptation to eat them. That might be like an alcoholic taking a job as a bar tender. Hmmmm. My quirkiness has me searching for the hidden meaning of owning six grills, two of which are collecting dust in the garage. No mental searches of the past bring back memories particularly of sowing grills. Of course, my favorite is outdoors grilling - I so am craving a buffalo burger with blue cheese on it! It will be nice to have a garage sale and get rid of all but one inside and one outside grill - I need more space.

Last night made a late run to Best Buy - and picked up a $450.00 five year series DVD set of the LaFemme Nikita TV series - in my opinion the best series ever, for a grand sale price of $75.00. My daughter will be very happy. For five years we planned our life around the series!

If I could find the tether cords to my cameras so I could post photos - I would. It's driving me crazy - this loss of cords to everything!

Speaking of TV, Rachael Ray is on and that is my elliptical time - gotta run!

Out of the Gloom to Bloom

Went to see the Blue Angels fly today - front row seat in my own front yard. That's always a thrill. Especially when they fly a few feet over my house and the house starts rockin.'

Feeling better after just a few hours of solitude. Now I have damage to undo from allowing that negative energy to flow. Actually, it was a battle of the soul. I guess if one wins, it's ok - it's just that one needs a "cleaner" to come in to mop up the mess, and, well, I was always taught "If you make the mess, you clean it up," so I have to be my own cleaner! Most of you know November is a rough month as my son passed away on the 10th and his birthday is on the 15th. The impact hit me late this year and almost every year I forget to give myself space to grieve. My short term depression was not a gracious thing.

My oldest daughter was fighting a battle of her own - she was the warrior this time. Good job, my Maggie!

The weekend has become my work time. It fights with my desire to have the grandson by my side and to be cooking for him, putting meat on his bones, and enjoying his company, just hanging around. This weekend he is going camping with the Scouts and his new stepdad. Its cold, but that's part of it, isn't it?

IThe physical always mirrors the spiritual, so in regard to being a "cleaner," I did get the small bathroom clean, clean, clean! AND, I did environmental control - I went through the refrigerator and threw out everything old and rotting. Then I went to the pantry and took out everything I shouldn't eat, especially searching for MSG....and it will go to the food bank. At first I felt guilty for giving away stuff I thought was bad, then I decided it was up to everyone to read their own labels and make decisions. So, organized and healthy (my definitions), I'm ready to cheer up and start a new week the right way.

People came to us while we were out working who needed our products, and/or more income, people who are having health challenges. Some are old friends who came across our path, YAY! Lots of appointments to meet in the upcoming week.

It's interesting because for years I've been not very social, just thinking, this isn't my thing. But it is! I used to have my house full of people - loved to entertain, to love on people, to help them, just to enjoy them. Somewhere that was lost.

Once again, "courage" which is the middle part of en-courage-ment has arisen in my heart! It's time to get in and get moving in life. Thanks for the encouragement. One of the blessings of this blog and all of you is that we can be honest and everyone encourages the other, without being judgement. How cool is that?

Meowing Mad

My usual good nature has abruptly come to an end for the day. I feel mean, very mean, mostly because I am what is known as - fed up. Big time. The phone is in the living room and will remain unanswered. I am in the bedroom hissing like the above cat and no one dare enter. Did I miss my hormones? Maybe. Did someone "cross" me? Maybe. Have my boundaries been kicked? Perhaps. Positive thinking thing that I have been on nothwithstanding, it feeeeeeeeels gooooooooooooooood. Grrrr. Hissss. Spitttt.

What's Happenin' Dude?

What the heck? Never one to kick the gift horse in the mouth, so to speak, I nevertheless wonder why gas has gone down from almost $5.00 a gallon to $1.95 or thereabouts?

Now, there is a general panic about that! Not on the consumers' part - we are all happy because we can afford to go to work now and eat too. Apparently "demand has gone down." Awwwww, are some oil companies not going to be reaching their billions profit mark this next quarter? Do they want me to mourn for the good ol' days for them? NOT. Our country is not the only one that sits with our mouths open to be fed (oil) like greedy little birds - so European friends, are your prices down? When ours were over $4.00 a gallon, China's was at $2.49. What was that all about? We're being told that China's consumption is up drastically competing with our (U.S.) consumption - competing on what level?

Here I am - not old, old. But reasonably (old). The citizens of this great country have quit spending. We've quit spending! Thus the economy has another leg kicked out from under it. But hey. I grew up and watched two generations before me actually save until they had enough to buy something, rather than "charge" it. Not saying I have always done that, but I'm learning.

So what group of bright folks fixed this type of economy up for us that depended on us continuing to charge, charge, charge, borrow, borrow, borrow, and then they shipped millions of our jobs out of the country, what did they expect? Duh. Did they think that they could let inflation go out of control and we would keep spending when many folks are deciding between food or medicine or the roof over their heads? Let millions of illegals in to keep the flow of cheap labor and bust the unions and let our wages fall way behind the inflation without consequence? They really thought they could still get richer and richer on this system? Hmmmmmmm.

We'll just see now what they do. I wouldn't want to be president of the United States for all the money in the world right now. Wow!

For William the Cat

This blog is interrupted for a tribute to Mr. Anchovy's "William."

Sunday and Art Weekend Wrap Up

Had a fun weekend - a friend called at the last moment and suggested we go to the Greater Gulf Coast Arts Festival, which is an annual, international juried art show of quite a large size, staged outdoors and full of entertainment, food, and wonderful art.

I always pick out my favorite and may or may not buy something. Most of the time I don't have enough money to invest large - and today only spent about ten dollars, but came home with a small print from the above artist. Frames, matting, etc. are one-half off at one store, so I will have a gorgeous, mysterious, dreamy piece for "not much" from the artist pictured above. I loved her work. You can take a "stroll" with me through the artists' work via the artist link here.

We strolled with a delicious marguerita - that blew this week's weight loss - and a huge sack of Kettle Korn unlike any I've ever tasted - it was only slightly sweet, and deliciously salty. We shared a giant pickle and met a new friends. Time with friends seems to always fall short and once in a while a wonderful, out of the blue, time comes for an opportunity and life is then richer.

I came home to a big bouquet of white roses from "H" - today was a day where a gossamer spiritual yet sensual and emotional treat awaited around every corner!

Took grandson to a movie and Olive Garden yesterday where I ran into an old friend from the art program. Also ran into an old friend at campaign headquarters last week. What nice surprises. Nursed grandson's cold this morning before he went home and when I returned from the art show, nursed my own. At least I got my walking in, in a most pleasurable way.

Now, its 2:00 a.m. and it is time for praying - don't know what is going on in the spiritual atmosphere but it doesn't matter - hopefully I'll be on the plain of communication and worship where I will know what to pray about.

A Cozy Winter's Eve

Just getting ready to get my book, "Dreams from My Father," climb in bed and read and just snuggle. I got all three of President Elect Obama's books - I want to know who he is. So far I've found he is an incredibly mentally organized person and believe it or not, vulnerable and honest enough to write about those vulnerabilities. I've only read about 25 pages so far, however. Anyway, after all the political stuff, decided to get back to my normally domestic posting.

"H" bought me a Nikken sleep system because of my back when we heard people say how the system had helped them conquer sleep disorders, including sleep apnea as well as reducing pain from bad hips, backs, shoulders, etc., etc. This has reduced his wild sleeping habits by about 80% (loud snoring, kicking, flailing of arms, falling out of bed) and when I sleep in it - I wake feeling as refreshed as if I had been sleeping in a down filled bed in a cabin by a mountain stream. So....I like being in bed!

I also set up a system at my grandson's house to help with the ADD and to help him get a good deep REM processing sleep.

I've felt weird lately - headaches, nausea - sort of like a light dose of flu. I stopped at the mini-mart and they had a sign up for flu shots and I talked with the nurse and decided to get one even if I did feel woogy. So, we'll see. My arm is starting to ache in the elbow - bah. Darned if ya do, and darned if ya don't.

The boy has a case of something, coughing - his mom is sick. He came to take a peppermint bath with intentions of going home, but when he got in his flannel sleeper, he decided he would stay with "Nan" for the night. He is snuggled in my bed, watching a movie. His 3rd one for the weekend - going to have to be a bad Nan and turn it off so he can get needed sleep. Its a bummer with so much more darkness, losing daylight, and turning cold. Ok, yeh, I'm in Florida and, yes, cold is relevant - but to me it's cold.

It is cold in the morning and cold in the evening - but warm in the daytime - a good set up for viral attack. I think I will order some immune boosters and have them Fed Ex'd.

Ok, on to the bed and book.

Faces

Return to Camelot?

So far it looks like an impressive line up of Kennedys for major appointments. It will be exciting to see who gets what.

I had a HUGE distrust of Sarah Palin but I won't go into that. Now, I'm feeling sorry for her, although, as governor, she should certainly have been aware that the Repubs are traditionally blameful when something goes wrong and I will concede that Repubs do not have the exclusive patent on that either. She is being criticized for almost anything and everything - interviews, answering a door in her robe (what should she answer it in - the nude?), spending her own money on clothing (shopping) when the campaign had provided her with clothing - now I know what she was dressed like McCain's wife.

Now, I have to say, living in a place like Wyoming or Alaska - honey, you gotta do your shopping when you get to a town or city that has shops in it!!!! She was no fasionista as governor. The Repubs knew that as her first appearances were certainly not as polished as they were into the campaign. Also it has been hinted at that McCain had not been very available to her. So they pluck her out of the tundra, place her at the top of the political chain and expect her to parrot McCain/Repub presidential campaign policy? Duh. Well, I shouldn't feel sorry for her - she's a big girl, but I do. She dragged her kids through exhausting repertoire and her husband seemed to stand faithfully at her side with child on arm; in her enthusiasm her tongue was less than gracious which seems out of keeping with her Christian persona, and no one can say she didn't have her whole heart in the campaign. In short, I think she was used. Not to say that her ambitions (and ambition is a good thing - with no ambition, we don't get anywhere)didn't place her in a vulnerable position - but - well, that's politics.

So, now we move on into a new era - I truly believe it. What it brings will remain to be seen as time goes on. I feel this president will be watched like a hawk, which perhaps won't be fair, but that's the way it is. Again, fair does not equate with politics. He already has huge challenges, Russia is snorting and pawing the ground....taypayers are inheriting the bill for numerous corporate "bailouts."

Ah, life.

What, a hurricane down by Cuba - uh, what time of year is this? It is nicely cooled here - the trees that turn (not all of them) are really pretty colors, its time to plant winter gardens and I don't know if I will make that. My zucchini vine has revived and is blooming. Need to get out and fertilize all of it. Tons and tons of paperwork drag at my heals. I went to two movies last night to escape - "Changeling" was very good - I have to hand it to Angelina, what an actress. However, she is so powerful in her mere presence she almost overwhelmed the screen. It was a heartbreaking story but not without redemption.

Trying to finish up some medical for the year - while being in the middle of COBRA and dubious benefits availability - its there its just all retroactive resulting in tons of paperwork. Also changing life insurance at our age is ridiculous. The company is wanting to know the doctor's name, address, and phone number who treated me for a UTI 40 years ago. Really, that's the truth. Does having a UTI once in your lifetime result in early death? Why don't they just send me to a local physician for a check up? Duh. No, we have passed paperwork back and forth at least half a dozen times with silly questions. It just dawned on me that if one of us dies, the other will be in deep do-do because we have no other life insurance. Stupid. If you are young - get it now and keep it up or you may pay big time later.

I had a professor who once said, "You pay now or pay later." The last time I saw him, he retired (who knows how old - he wasn't looking too good) and was walking the beach in Costa Rica (small world)in a speedo. There are good reasons old people don't wear bikinis or speedos. Ah, what the heck, who really cares - live, be free, wear the speedo - or bikini - go for it!

Hope

Last night - I cried and laughed along with so many people in the park in Chicago - and wondered if Candy and Stagg had gone on down there and were in the crowds. It was an awesome time. Called my mother and we cried together - I've never felt this way about an election.

Had brunch today with a gloomy conservative friend. Maybe I'll lose friends, I don't know, but I had to say that I refuse, refuse to be gloomy about America's choice of president. I am going to do what I always should have done - pray for the country, the president. What I felt last night as I watched people dance, fall to the ground crying, hugging, rejoicing, and what have you was - encouraged. I think the energy of hope that is going forth is going to override the energy of fear, gloom, and doom. I do.

On a personal level, I admire the family's courage, his "smartness" and poise and cool under attack - I love his big brown expressive eyes - his love for his Grandma - I might not agree with every stance - there was no politician that I did, have, or ever will agree with every stance. I don't see him as a messiah - we already had one of those. I see him as the hope of a nation - the hope of something different than we've had in the past - there is something different this time, I can't put my finger on it.

At any rate, perhaps now we can begin a healing of ourselves, our nation, our world. I hope, I pray. I haven't felt this hopeful since our beloved Catholic president, John Kennedy took office so many years ago.

I feel so bad about the past but I can change the future - I will not fear, I will do as our Book says to do - I will pray for our leaders so that we may live in PEACE. Peace right now sounds good, yes? I do not believe this man could have been elected with God being asleep on His throne - I believe - well, I believe!

One Crossed off of Dream List

Remember my "Dream" list? Wellllll........our water bill arrived and "H" decided it was time to fix dripping faucets. I've never mentioned it to him, but I had always wanted a "cook neck" faucet - graceful as swans, they are. No, he didn't want one, wanted to fix it.

Soooo...enter new son in law who spent four hours under the sink. Old faucet: Unfixable, imagine that - its only nine years old. So, now convinced that faucet could not be reseated, duct taped, etc., "H" gave permission for a new one. YAAAAAAAAAAy! My daughter picked it out - and I'm in heaven - how can a faucet be sensual? Well it is. For one thing, the hot water actually comes out when the handle is turned on correctly. It doesn't spray out the side of the outlet onto the front of your T-shirt. ("H" was just holding out for the grandma in the wet tee shirt thing, maybe?)

The old faucet had apparently been installed by a left handed person resulting in a backward motion to turn the water on or off. Drove me nuts. Drove me nuts for nine years. What a pleasure to turn on the sink water and not feel confused. Silly? Yes. Anyway, nice to have a gleaming, totally functional sexy, graceful, kitchen sink faucet that does not drench me when I use it nor run up the water bill. More than nice.

This year for Halloween, we gave out close to 180 little bags of pretzels, shaped like bats n' what have you. This subdivision is Trick or Treat heaven. A haunted house complete with the whine of a chain saw was in operation down the street. Ms. Meowie, "H" and I sat on the porch and gave out pretzels. Loved it. There were a few growls about not getting candy, but oh well - they little & big dear have enough to rot their teeth for a year probably anyway. Our neighbors passed out Fair Trade Chocolate with a brochure - what a good idea - this I tucked away for ideas for next year.

This morning, another week. Got up at 4:00 a.m. - let's see - that's really 5:00 a.m. pre Day Light Savings. How I hate this - it is now 5:28 a.m. and pitch black outside. Ugh. Double Ugh. Did you know that candy makers actually lobbied for this? Check out the link - it's fun and interesting.

Election will be over Tuesday, thank heaven. At least we are all hoping it will be.

I have completed my planner and prioritized today's activities and "have to's." Oh, cool - I think my brain is returning from the frozen places it became captive in while I was in the North Country. As soon as all my cords, including the digital camera cord with all the weekend's photos, and other lost items are found from the stacks of clutter that became rearranged while carpet cleaning, all will be well. It is only November, but I had already lost the small cache of Christmas presents I had tucked away.

When I can fit art back in my life - then things will really be hummin'.

The Emotion Code

Have been reading a lot, but books that are a bit out of the mainstream. One in particular is a book about getting well physically and emotionally. It's called "The Emotion Code."

This injury to my back is leading me down many interesting paths of self discovery and self improvement. This book is one of them. My friend who is in Nikken had been practicing it for some time. Several times she ran an emotion code on me and each time my back would improve. Not only has my back improved but my outlook in some areas is changing drastically improving some relationships and most definitely my outlook for the future.

When a person reaches 60, one has a tendency to fall back on some thinking, "Well, life if nearing its end (which is shocking in itself) so what now?"

Negativity can creep in - your energy is down, you have pains and aches, your perceptions are expected to change - society herds people off into groups. For example, "Seniors," "Teens," "Young Marrieds," "Singles," and more.

Whatever happened to interaction and enrichment of all being mixed up in one homogeneous pot? We are missing something - which contributes to the increasing isolation of each group. We all need each other - I need to love you...your children....in the mobile society we lose family....its our responsibility to care for one another. Utopia? Maybe. Possible? Sure!

Some of the walls that prevent our moving on, not just graciously, but in triumph, in life stages, whether from teen to young adult, or mid-life to early "senior" are in our emotions and certainly in some of our physical beings. Several sociologists have addressed our ability to adapt and move on in the major areas of life change cycles as an indicator of our happiness or misery in life.

I've had the Emotion Code "run" on me several times and I am learning to run the Code on others as well to release trapped emotions that keep us sick, hurting physically or emotionally, or from success in achieving our dreams. It is just a matter or learning how to muscle test. The results are amazing, I feel such a shift in my thinking AND my body. Its not perfect, there are setbacks, but a mountain is never climbed without some struggles and perseverance.

Another influence was Tolle's book. When I first was referred to Tolle's book, I didn't accept it very well, (and still don't agree with everything) but waded through it. Enlightenment was a major theme -and universal enlightenment at that.

Since then I've been led to more and more information including a stroll through Quantum Physics that makse me aware that, indeed, we (the human race) are in a shift - a "Paradigm Shift."

For those who will find their truth and embrace it and move in it life will become incredibly better. Others will refuse to go there. I think things we need come to us in many ways, and if at first we don't "get it" then it is sent to us in another way.

I do believe that light of understanding of what awesome beings we are and what we are capable of always outshines the dark and eventually a smiling, happy race of humans will emerge, one at a time, and rub off - one to another, and another, and another......I'm not predicting that the world we live in will become better, because it might not - that I don't know. But I do know there is a way to live in it, attract the good and the wonderful and to shed the bad and the stones that are wrapped about our ankles holding us down. This is what God intended for us.

Here's to life! Pura Vida!

Not much else going on - Halloween tonight - I have to go out and get candy - with no milk powders from China (polluted milk powders in China have killed a lot of little babys and children over there and it has been reportedly imported here to make candy - so read labels if your kids go out) - and I have a blast watching all the innocents come around - LOL - and not so innocents. I haven't seen my daughter's new home's yard yet - "H" says they've transformed it to a graveyard so I can't wait - - -

It is cold here which is unusual for this time of year - I promised grandson carmelled apples so I have to quit putting so many words into the computer and get busy!

Inspire, Ignite, on Fire

A reason for wanting to become a high level distributor: enough money to go to Orlando for an occasional "stocking up" at Whole Foods. I've heard bloggers talk about these Whole Foods stores, but words can not say until one has been there.....


Dreams do come true - I had always wanted to see this act LIVE - and there it was - bigger than life, right in front of me......


Inspire, Ignite - - a new Paradigm



More of the "street drummers"


There were people from France, Russia, Ghana, England, many from Canada Yaaaaaaaaay, Canada, Columbia, Mexico, Brazil and everywhere in the U.S. There were people there from age 70 to age 19. It was a hoot to find a company that doesn't care how old you are, where your head is at (they will help you get it to a high place!).

The author of "The Emotion Code" was there. I now have an autographed copy of his book. Everywhere there was a buzz about Quantum Energy - the energy was incredibly high. When I saw hundreds of people going to the stage to be recognized whose incomes were over $100,000 a year, you better believe, I really got excited!

The people were the prizes - I met a lady who taught school back in segregation era and who gave her time on Saturdays to tutor. She told me five doctors came out of those tutoring sessions. She was 70 and looked 50. Another woman from France was 70 and looked 50 and was electric with her energy and sweetness. I buddied around with two gorgeous women from Ghana (Ghanna seems to have quite a number of beautiful women!). These women's lives took them from Ghana to England to the U.S. and back around again....women whose lives were entwined with the United Nations and non-profit work with immigrants.

Speaking of doctors there were quite a few there who had given up traditional medicine and pharmaceuticals to make just as good a living as they had made, and in this, they don't lose patients!!!!

What a wild conception concerning "work" - changing people's lives for the better while you work and make money!

I came back with a new heart concerning my views on immigration. I found Orlando, since I visited it last seven years ago to be populated with many other nationalities. The street traffic was like that of a third world country - people driving wherever they pleased, ignoring red lights, using their horns to give messages of where they were going - "Honk, honk, hey move over, I'm turning here!"

And most of all, I have recovered my dream and it has grown even bigger.

Hope to begin to visit all of you tomorrow or soon. I have volunteered at campaign headquarters for this last week of campaigns so I'll be busy. I feel free! I have held up remarkably well thanks to some new little magnet patches that have been released from Japan - I have a patch on my back and have had NO spasms for two days which is unbelievable considering I usually have them for 7-8 hours of my waking life. I am sure of who will be elected next and I'm excited to see where we'll go as a country and as a world. Boy, did that convention change me? Yes!!!!!!!

Going Bye-Bye

Probably won't be blogging until next week even though computer will travel with me. (Owning a lap top has been one of the most luxurious experiences of pleasure I have in life - I bet you are thinking, "Poor Woman.")

Tomorrow a friend is picking me up and we are going to Orlando for a Nikken conference through Friday including two long days of "Humans Being More" training. It has to be good because everything I've seen associated with Nikken has been fabulous and healing physically, spiritually, and amazingly, mentally. I'll find out exactly what HBM it is when I get there!

It's a long drive, (about 6-8 hours) but the company will be great and we can split gas and since two of us (three in our car will be going) eat rather rigidly for now, (LOL, in theory at least) we will take our food. We're also splitting the cost of staying in a friend's condo.

It will be a blast - I've always been into alternative healing, "health food," and health. Just didn't always practice what I believe. I love the synergy of these kinds of things, meeting new people marching to the same drum beat, and sharing ideas and growing from those ideas and new associations. Since Nikken is international, originating from Japan, there'll be folks attending from all over the world and the U.S.

Hopefully we'll have time to at least go to Disney downtown for a bit.

"H" will hang around and feed the cats and keep on eye on things so I don't have to worry about boarding them.

So, I'm free - free as a breeze - well, free within constraints. Isn't that the story of all of our lives?

Went to church today, stopped at Subway for spicy subs, Walmart for newspaper and fiber for the boy and I have about two hours of paperwork, including filling out my absentee ballot - yeh, I know - I said I was so fed up with the politics I was not voting as a way of protest of how insane our election system has become. But I can't do that, gotta vote! Then will finish packing and be able to be at my leisure tomorrow. Its cool and gorgeous out, a good opportunity to put on the weighted walking shoes and take the exercise out of doors, hopefully before dark.

Its a good day. A day of peace. LOL - so far.

Which one R U?

Oh, SO MUCH material for blogging now!

Which one of these guys would you relate to just on first glance? Me, I would relate to McCain on this one. My head is always in the clouds, not in the present. I would be so emotionally "het up" over that debate, I would have lost my way off the stage too. And then, I also would have performed some really weird body language when I realized what I did.

Obama, on the other head, is his usual Cool Head Luke self. Why couldn't I get a little of that in my gene pool/environmental influences?

So, I'm getting a clue into the personality behind the stage personna of these guys. McCain is an emotional person, whereas Obama is the more analytical person. Both are good qualities - it is kind of fun watching personalities come through. Tonight Palin herself is supposed to be on Saturday Night Live. Looking at both her and McCain's temperaments, I bet there hasn't been a "spicier" pair running in the Presidential race history!

Magnetic Thoughts

"Help, my computer is eating me energy"

Joking aside, I wear magnetics to counteract pain. They work pretty good. But there is a problem - if I put on a bracelet and get on the laptop, it'll shut off the computer, deader than a doornail. It took me a while to figure out why the computer was shutting down.

Now, as I work, I find my wrists feel weird - like the computer is messing with some kind of acupuncture point in my wrist or something - again, weird.

Maybe I'm just getting paranoid because I'm doing a lot of study on body energy - energy in general. It all started with wondering if the origin of that "snap" or "spark" or whatever you call it that sometimes radiates to you from the opposite sex - if that hasn't happened to you, oh honey, you've missed something. It's an electrical shock pleasure current that is sublime. Maybe there is such a thing as the perfect match - that north pole that attracts to the south pole - which would make a relationship so deep and harmonious - - could it be?

Quantum physics are way over my head but I did learn that in our arm there is tissue, then cells, and within each cell, you break down to yet another unit, which more tiny units get tinier and tinier until we reach a "unit" that is so tiny it appears empty - they can actually see this with the latest science - and within that emptiness is: ENERGY. Everything that exists is made of energy. Seems as a rule humans have about a twelve foot energy field that extends out around them. So, the "spark" could well result from either a likeness of energy or perhaps magnetic attraction, since we operate off of electrical impulses from our brains and for each electrical impulse there is a magnetic match - so is that spark a magnetic burst or pull of such magnitude from each other's "poles" it takes our breathe away? Is this what is called "love at first sight" for some people?

You don't believe me? Check this out! And what about the North Pole and the South Pole?

My reasoning takes me one step further - so if the computer is electrical with its own electrical impulses why couldn't it be interfering with my magnetic/electrical balance and causing some reaction within my body? Hmmmmmm?

So the science behind using magnetics for healing and for more energy for our bodies and minds is sound and ahead of its time...and why wouldn't it work? I sleep on a magnetic mattress and it is like no other experience that first night until one gets used to it. Even now, to crawl in there, and cover with a magnetic blanket - it is like being cocooned in the safest cleanest environment ever! It is soooo refreshing.

Later, I'm going to go do some research and see if I can merge with my cat. Temporarily of course. Next, the garden..... (teasing again. . . . but this part only) - but perhaps it does explain the connectedness we all have to the earth, the universe, and God. Perhaps?

Help Me Understand

Just a bit confused down here in the States. I'm wondering - who in the heck is Jo(e) Sixpack? A man, Joe? A woman, Jo? What kind of six pack? And why am I being referred to by that term? The only six pack that has been in my house for years and years is V-8 Juice. Spicy and regular.

Should it be a generic moniker? "Hey, all you Generic Jo(e) Sixpacks out there!" That would include individual orange juices, V-8, beer, maybe even wine coolers, uh, let's see - cat food, the small cans? Ahhhh, the flea medicine came in a six pack.

Oh, I have had a bottle of wine here now and then but I have not been called "Amy Wine House."

Then, just recently up pops Jo(e) the plumber! Is it Jo, a woman in a non-traditional occupation? OR, is it Joe, both or one or the other might be a good candidate to reroute those connections Obama has to all the "terrorist" underworld characters (unproven).

Hey, what happened to all those Chuck's, Harry's, Mike's, - since Jo(e) can be either a male or female name, well, dog gone it, that is why I wonder if Jo(e) is really a REALLY buff woman and we've been misinterpreting it? But where does that leave us less than hard bodied women? Then we HAVE to vote for Obama, cuz I bet he has one form of that sixpack under that neatly pressed shirt!!! Because I would feel as if we just had to have a six pack Prez. I bet he does.

And why is a $250,000 a year plumber having a hard time expanding his business? Do we make so little compared to that that we really are pretty ignorant about that? I'm trying to start a biz on waaaaaaaaaaaaay less than that. I mean, for $250,000 a year, I would send "H" to "re-train" and get a new occupation! Pronto!

Somebody - help me, I'm feeling dooowwwwn, pleeeese, help me - anyone remember that old Beetle's song?

Please, don't anyone be offended - I've just finally lost it - and trying to find some sort of humor in all the craziness - thank goodness we don't have long to go now. If I don't start making funny of the whole crazy thing, all my TVs will be sitting on the sidewalk in front of the house for anyone silly enough to pick them up.

Where's that Choo Choo Train..........

Leaving the blonds for a gorgeous dark haired female - can you actually believe someone called her fat? Yep.

Anyway, tonight ah feel lahk I've been run over by a train. Two days of getting ready to have carpets cleaned - then cleaning - then a beginning of putting stuff away - more opportunity to clean - things are looking and smelling much brighter - its so late now and I'm very tired - about to go to sleep. Just thought I'd pop on, get rid of the blond obssession and explain why I don't have any post tonight other than an update.

While moving stuff around, I found photos of the "old" me - my grandson can take some very unflattering ones at times - and I posted one on the pantry door containing the Halloween candy - and across the fattest bits & parts I've written, "Snickers," "M & M's," and "chips." On the photo I placed on the refrigerator door, it says "butter," "pnut butter," "health," "love my grandson," the foods being my favorite "Let's fall off the diet foods." I'm trying to find ways to deter myself from "cheating."

Then I found a sweater that stunned me - it was twice as big as the shirt I had on - my gosh, no wonder "H" wanted to get rid of me.....just kidding...he was at the point he looked like a barrel with a cork on top. We are laughing about it now - he has a skinny butt now too. There are a lot of people our age grabbing a second go around of their 50's - sleeker and wiser!

From going through old photos, I realized I had not much of a weight problem until I got sick a year or so after moving down here - then it just climbed up - probably my son passing away and marriage problems did not help at all, as well as steroids to help my immune system to balance itself. And I also saw my hair very dark as it used to be and decided not to go blond after all. Maybe.

Candy Minx, when you come to visit, don't worry, I will stock the fridge with butter, reeeeeeeeeeeeeel butter. And remind me to make "Fry bread" for breakfast. And loads of fruit to counteract it. :)

Tomorrow lunch with a friend, doing some business related things, and then when home I hope to do something creative once I find a place in which to do it....