Wednesday, November 30, 2011


by Just_Lin

Today was a quiet Sunday at home.  I was just starting to simmer some meat for beef stew when I noticed that every time my granddaughter, Kaylee, went from one room to the next, she was skipping.  This had not been such a good idea a little earlier in the day when she and the dog, Ursula, collided resulting in Ursula getting kicked by a knee right in her mouth, and the granddaughter crumpling to the floor with grand theatrical wails about the tooth puncture that was now in her knee.  Fortunately, after applying an ice pack to the knee, all was well very soon and the skipping began again.
My granddaughter's jubilant skipping made me reflect on my own moments of joy and wondering when the last time was that I was that happy and carefree that it could manifest itself in skipping.  I decided that it was last February when I met Custard for a road trip.  I flew up north and he met me at the airport.  It was a great reunion because we hadn't seen each other in a long time.  After the hugs and kisses, we started walking hand in hand to the baggage claim area.  I had to stop for just a moment, and jump up and down a couple of times while clapping, all the while grinning ear to ear.  I was so very happy at that exact moment.  My joyous display made him laugh.  We had a lot of good laughs on that trip and I cherish every memory.
Can you recall the last time you felt so happy that you just wanted to skip or jump up and down?

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Stupid Warning Labels

by Shirley

These just make me wonder what moron out there has tried this stuff to make us need these labels. Things that make you go hmmmmmmmmmm!!

On a disposable razor: Do not use this product during an earthquake.
On a can of Fix-a-Flat: Not to be used for breast augmentation.
On a lawnmower: Do not place hands or feet under mower when engine is running.
On a Korean kitchen knife: Warning keep out of children.
On a portable stroller: Remove infant before folding for storage.
On a Magic 8 Ball: Not advised for use as a home pregnancy test.
On an infant's bathtub: Do not throw baby out with bath water.
On a cardboard sunshield that keeps the sun off the dashboard: Do not drive with sunshield in place.
On a Petco brand dog muzzle: Not suitable for children.
On Tampax Tampons: Remove used tampon before inserting new one.
On the package of an Ace Garden Hose: Do not spray water into an electrical outlet. Severe electrical shock could result.
On a hair dryer: Do not use in shower. Never use while sleeping.
On a roll of Life Savers: Not for use as a flotation device.
On the case of a chocolate CD in a gift basket: Do not place this product into any electronic equipment.

Monday, November 28, 2011

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Amazing Grace

Sung by The Blind Boys of Alabama

Submitted by Just_Lin

Since this is a Sunday Music Video, I thought it would be nice to have a gospel. This is the Blind Boys of Alabama singing "Amazing Grace" to the tune of "House of the Rising Sun". The Blind Boys of Alabama are a gospel group that first formed in 1939 at the Alabama Institute for the Negro Blind.

Saturday, November 26, 2011

The Chauffeur...

by Dianne

After getting all of Pope Benedict's luggage loaded into the limo, (and he doesn't travel light), the driver notices the Pope is still standing on the curb.

'Excuse me, Your Holiness,' says the driver, 'Would you please take your seat so we can leave?'
'Well, to tell you the truth,' says the Pope, 'they never let me drive at the Vatican when I was a cardinal, and I'd really like to drive today.' 

'I'm sorry, Your Holiness, but I cannot let you do that. I'd lose my job! What if something should happen?' protests the driver, wishing he'd never gone to work that morning..
'Who's going to tell?' says the Pope with a smile.

Reluctantly, the driver gets in the back as the Pope climbs in behind the wheel. The driver quickly regrets his decision when, after exiting the airport, the Pontiff floors it, accelerating the limo to 205 km's.. (Remember, the Pope is German..)

'Please slow down, Your Holiness!' pleads the worried driver, but the Pope keeps the pedal to the metal until they hear sirens.

'Oh, dear God, I'm going to lose my license -- and my job!' moans the driver.

The Pope pulls over and rolls down the window as the cop approaches, but the cop takes one look at him, goes back to his motorcycle, and gets on the radio.
'I need to talk to the Chief,' he says to the dispatcher.
The Chief gets on the radio and the cop tells him that he's stopped a limo going 205 kph.
'So bust him,' says the Chief.
'I don't think we want to do that, he's really important,' said the cop.
The Chief exclaimed,' All the more reason!'
'No, I mean really important,' said the cop with a bit of persistence.
The Chief then asked, 'Who do you have there, the mayor?'
Cop: 'Bigger.'
Chief: ' A senator?'
Cop: 'Bigger.'  
Chief: 'The Prime Minister?'
Cop: 'Bigger.'
'Well,' said the Chief, 'who is it?'
Cop: 'I think it's God!'
The Chief is even more puzzled and curious, 'What makes you think it's GOD?'

Cop: 'His chauffeur is the Pope!'

Friday, November 25, 2011

Ten worst gifts to buy a woman

by Shirley

1. Never give a woman any kind of household appliance or something that is going to make "housework" easier. For instance, a blender, a toaster, a new vacuum, one of those mops they advertise on tv that does everything but suck the life out of you, anything in a informercial. One allowed choice is a new washing machine with a turbo spin cycle. (Makes laundry day go by pretty fast when you can at least sit on it during spin-dry and end up smiling the rest of the day.)

2. Any bulk cleaning supplies, "honey, I got you that large box of Tide you have been wanting." "This Windex should last you a while." "I got a good deal on the industrial strength toilet bowl cleaner." All I can say is, be prepared to run. I have faith that if you would have at least stopped and thought about what would be a much more intimate gift, you would have had the sense to spring for the $5 Chia Pet you were eyeing in Kmart.

3. Any sharp objects made by Ronco which slices or dices, or a set of ginsu knives. These may one day be used as a weapon against you when you come home with lipstick on your collar after a "night out with the boys."

4. Do not buy gifts for yourself and pretend they are for her. "Honey, I'm sure you'll get a lot of use out of the new drill I bought you." By then she will have put it to good use by drilling a quarter inch hole into the side of your skull for even thinking she would accept such a lame gift. After a gift like this, you probably won't be around for NEXT Christmas.

5. Any lingerie made of flannel, such as a pair of feet pajamas with a trap door in back. A Little Mermaid or Barney cartoon character nightgown. It gives her the idea that you do not consider her the beautiful woman that she is. Take out that wallet and buy her something sexy from Victoria Secret (just like you did for your mistress or other girlfriend).

6. No name perfume which costs you $1.99, such as Eu de Toilet, which actually smells like the bathroom, moldy fruit, or your dirty socks. If you are going to buy her perfume, spring for the brand names.

7. Any type of cubic zirconia jewelry you see on the Home Shopping Network. It will be quite embarrassing when she is showing off that fabulous diamond to her friends and tries to cut glass with it. (We actually test them you know.) Also, now would not be a good time to buy her that set of diamond nipple clamps you always wanted to, you know how we like to show off our jewelry and it could get embarrassing at the New Year's party when she decides to show them off to your buddies.

8. Please do not buy her clothes because you think for one minute you have good taste in woman's clothing. Well, perhaps you might if you are a transvestite, but all in all, believe me, she'll smile and say its beautiful while choking back tears and mumbling under her breath, "were the hell would I ever wear this outfit without being arrested for bad taste?" An additional hint, plaids do not go with stripes (even though you think your golfing outfit looks just fine). Its a known fact to the rest of the world that that is a taboo. In the Northeast, that's like wearing white after Labor Day.

9. Do not give her a gift certificate to Jenny Craig or Weight Watchers. Most men would know better, especially the ones who have learned the correct response to "do these pants make me look fat." If you are one of the poor souls who still doesn't get it and purchased a gift like this, be prepared for the silent treatment for a month. (Although that may be something you would actually look forward to.) A better alternative would be hiring a Chippendale dancer as a personal trainer to get her motivated into getting fit.

10. Last but not least, never buy a woman anti-wrinkle cream, or a book on "How not to be Nasty Sunday through Saturday." These are not considered gifts, they are considered reasons for seriously injuring the person who bought it and just may stand up in court of law.

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

The Power of PixelSense

Samsung's 40-inch SUR40 for Microsoft Surface tablet on pre-order...

by Michael

Samsung's SUR40 for Microsoft Surface:  Table, tablet, or maybe both?
Well, it surely isn't very mobile, but it is on pre-order in 23 countries, including the U.S.
The 40-inch touchscreen device, as the name implies, runs Microsoft's Surface software, which is most often found in Surface tables inside Microsoft Stores. The New York Times has done some experimenting with an older version of Microsoft's Surface technology too.
Microsoft and Samsung also showed off the SUR40, which has a 4-inch-thick display, at the Consumer Electronics Show in January and now you can buy one too -- if you've got the cash.
So, how much will it cost and when will it ship?
Obviously the SUR40 isn't meant to compete with Apple's iPad on price or size.
Jason Redmond, a Samsung spokesman, clarified the pricing and shipping details for the Technology blog in an email, saying:  Pricing is $8,400 USD for just the display unit and $9,049 with the legs as shown in the photo. It is sold without the legs for customers who are building a tabletop or display furniture around the SUR40. We will start shipping to customers in early January, not long after CES.
I know these are out of reach for us 99%.......but I just get excited about whats coming...and this is something we will all have in the not too distant future.
Of course I'll get one as soon as they ship.....I always have to be first. But as many of you may know...this isn't new....this touch and move stuff......they have just made it way better.....
btw...The Rosie show has turned out to be rather good.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

~ No Excuse ~

by Tina~in_ut

For the first time, I was excited to see the First Lady and Dr. Jill Biden! They were in Homestead for the last NASCAR race of the season. Only three points separated Carl Edwards and Tony Stewart, so everyone was anticipating a great race.

Mrs. Obama and Dr. Biden were there to promote the Joining Forces Initiative. They were there to recognize military servicemen and women and their families.

"For both Jill and I, this is our first NASCAR race. And this is a huge race," Obama said. "It's a big deal. The fact that NASCAR is taking the time ... during what is probably the most tense time of their whole race season, that they're putting the focus on all of you, is just what we want you to know."

Obama and Biden also visited the drivers' meeting, where the First Lady told the competitors to be safe, and also and talked of her Joining Forces mission. "We just wanted to stop by, because NASCAR has been so supportive, not just today but everyday, of our military families," she said. "... Just as you all know, you couldn't be doing what you're doing without your families, these military families are stepping up in ways that are amazing. Days like this remind them that they do have a country that cares and appreciates what they do."

I was actually proud to see Mrs. Obama and Dr. Biden, along with Sgt. Andrew Barry, his wife, and four sons, give the command to "start your engines!" What I was horrified at was the fact that people chose to be so petty as to boo the First Lady and Dr. Biden. Who does that? (That's a rhetorical question! I'm very aware of who does that!) I can sorta understand if they were to boo the President or Vice President. Those two ran for office and it's part of the job. These women have done nothing but support their husbands and didn't deserve this, especially since they were there to do good and support our troops. I've never been a fan of either lady, but come on. Show some respect. You just make the NASCAR community look worse and more backwards than before.

I was also worried about the four children. They don't completely understand what is going on. I worried that the younger ones would think THEY were being booed. Maybe I just worry too much. Maybe not enough. I don't know. All I do know is, there is NO EXCUSE for booing these women! RRROOOAAAAARRRR!!~

Monday, November 21, 2011

Wills & Wills

The other Prince William: The uncanny parallels between Wills and the dashing but doomed cousin in whose memory he was named
 by Michael

Two men named William. Both princes, both pilots. Both polo players with a taste for danger. Both Eton-educated, handsome men of the world. One is destined to be our future king, while the other has been long-forgotten. Yet it is after Prince William of Gloucester, who died young in 1972, that the Duke of Cambridge was named. Next month, the older prince should have been celebrating his 70th birthday, but his life was cut tragically short. William of Gloucester, son of the Queen’s uncle the Duke of Gloucester, was Prince Charles’s hero — the man upon whom the future king modeled himself, and whose example, in so many things, Charles followed.

William was a dashing polo player, so Charles took up the sport. William chose Cambridge for his university education, so too did Charles. William had a fatal taste for married women, and — as we all know — Charles followed suit. But above all, William was cool — the one thing the young, earnest, wet-behind-the-ears Prince of Wales wanted to be but never quite achieved; though his dreams and ambitions to be that man live on in the son who was named after him.
William of Gloucester was just 30 when the Piper Arrow single-engine aircraft he was piloting in an air race crashed, killing him and his co-pilot outright. The shock that ran through the Royal Family was colossal, but the person most affected by the loss was his first cousin once removed, Prince Charles, who was 23 at the time.

Though the older man presented a perfectly conventional exterior to the outside world, clad in tweeds or polo blazer, he was somehow different to the other Windsors. He refused a career in the armed services — unheard-of in those days — and tried hard to turn himself into an ordinary citizen, even though at the time of his birth he was fourth in line to the Throne.
He was the first member of the Royal Family to gain a university place through open competition, the first to arrive without the shadow of a private detective. When he went up in 1960, college staff were instructed to address him as ‘Prince William, Sir’, though the bedmakers who tidied his rooms soon slipped into calling him ‘Mr Prince William’. He worked hard for his history degree, though he modestly told his tutor: ‘I’m afraid we are not a very bookish family — I can’t work more than five days a week.

He was right about the unbookishness. His father, the Duke of Gloucester — younger brother of King George VI and the Duke of Windsor — had a well-earned reputation as a buffoon, while his mother, Alice, a daughter of the Duke of Buccleuch, was a prim and rather silent matriarch. Reading was not a priority in the family. But William was bold, stylish, different. Like his present-day namesake, he loved skiing, shooting and nightclubs — and drove a high-powered sports car. 
While at Magdalene College, Cambridge, he conceived an expedition across Africa in two Land-Rovers accompanied by six friends — an odyssey echoed 45 years later by the 1,000-mile road trip across the same continent by Princes William and Harry in 2008. He also threw himself into the social side of life at college. At the beginning of his third year, he masterminded a traditional mock funeral procession for two undergraduate friends who were being sent down for failing their exams. The ‘deceased’ sat bolt upright in open coffins pulled on a cart through Cambridge, and accompanied by pallbearers including the Prince, and two trumpeters. Invitation cards with heavy black edges had been sent out for the event.
After graduating, William looked round to find himself an ordinary job. ‘I’m blowed if I’m going to be treated as a mascot,’ he wrote to a friend. ‘I may be arrogant and conceited in thinking myself capable of succeeding in some other career. But, on the other hand, I am going to have a bloody good shot at showing that, though I’m just a rather junior appendage to … the Monarchy, I can do as well as anyone else in some capacity where I have no privileges or advantages.’ To him, the Army seemed to be ‘the easy way out, and I want more of a challenge out of life’.
He signed up for a course at Stanford University in California, broadening his knowledge with the study of American history, German and Russian affairs, and economics. He then traveled incognito through America and Canada, earning admiring glances from the women he met, none of whom knew his privileged position back home. He took a job at Lazard’s merchant bank but hated it. Then, after three attempts at passing rigorous Foreign Office entrance exams, he won himself a job as Third Secretary at the British High Commission in Nigeria.
It was while here that he became aware of the first symptoms of a rare and incurable blood disease called porphyria — the self-same condition that had seized his ancestor George III, and from whom he had probably inherited it through several generations. And when Alan Bennett wrote The Madness Of King George, his Oscar-winning 1994 film, Prince Charles — having learned at first hand through conversations with his cousin William the perils of the disease — interested himself deeply in the production. As a result, all royal children are now routinely screened for this rare but pernicious condition.
Despite suffering fevers, nausea, and dizziness, William determined it should not affect his career or his leisure pursuits, and applied for a Second Secretary’s job at the British Embassy in Japan. It was in Tokyo that he fell desperately and hopelessly in love. The object of his affection was a Hungarian divorcee, seven years his senior, Zsuzui Starkloff. Having been briefly introduced to him, Zsuzui sent her chauffeur round to the embassy with a handwritten note saying: ‘Dear Prince Charming, I have a slipper missing. Would you like to come to a party?’

Later, William’s old Eton friend Giles St Aubyn recalled: ‘She was witty, intelligent, attractive. The rumors started to fly. ‘William sparkled in her company and she helped him enjoy life in Japan. [But] the relationship overshadowed everything else. ‘It resulted in a period of great anguish for him, for it involved him in disagreements with his friends and family.’ Most of all, it put the fear of God into royal courtiers back at Buckingham Palace. By this time, the succession had been assured with the births of the Queen’s four children, but the shadow of the old Duke of Windsor and his obsession with a twice-divorced woman was still fresh in people’s minds. Zsuzui Starkloff was not only twice-divorced, like Wallis Simpson, but had two children. She was also Jewish. Courtiers feared a colossal backlash if the relationship became public, but William pressed on —determined she should be accepted by one and all. Princess Margaret, passing through Tokyo, was introduced to her. This encounter emboldened him to bring Zsuzui back to Britain. He had written to his parents, enclosing photographs of Zsuzui, asking what their reaction would be if he proposed marriage to her.

‘They were against it,’ Zsuzui recalled later. ‘It came as no shock to me. I was seven years older than William for a start, divorced, and a different religion. I knew it was doomed.’
The prince did not. The couple arrived at Heathrow and drove to the Gloucesters’ country home, Barnwell Manor in Northamptonshire, where Zsuzui was introduced to the Duke and Duchess. So insistent was the Prince that he should have his way that she stayed on for six weeks in the company of his parents. He even took her to Balmoral and introduced her to the Queen.
That visit was sufficiently successful that later, on a flying holiday in California — he had taught Zsuzui how to pilot a plane — they discussed marriage. ‘We were very much in love,’ she later recalled. The relationship lasted nearly four years, but in the end William buckled to what he must have known was the inevitable conclusion of their relationship, and called a halt. He explained to a friend: ‘I am bound by the Royal Marriages Act [which required the Queen to give her consent to any marriage — which was unlikely in Zsuzui’s case]. There is no question of ignoring it.’ But the couple continued to write to each other, and Zsuzui lived in hope their love might be rekindled. ‘It was not all over,’ she recalled.

William resigned from the Foreign Office and took over the running of the family estate. The porphyria which had developed years before had not gone away, and he suffered increasingly uncomfortable symptoms. To ease the stress which came with those symptoms, he stepped up his flying, entering air competitions in his Piper Arrow.
It was on August 28, 1972, that William took off, accompanied by an experienced co-pilot, Lt-Commander Vyrell Mitchell. They were taking part in the Goodyear International Air Trophy being held at Halfpenny Green near Wolverhampton. Soon after take-off, the plane executed a 120-degree turn towards the first leg of the course. ‘The angle of turn made by the Piper Arrow was observed to be too steep,’ according to his old Cambridge supervisor, Dr Ronald Hyam. ‘The aircraft lost height, cut through the top of a large tree, losing part of its wing, then rolled over, diving inverted into the ground, and burst into flames. Both pilots were killed instantly.’ As Dr Hyam adds: ‘It was a desperately sad and terrible end to the life of a remarkable young man of many talents, admired by all who knew him.’ The prince’s great love, Zsuzui Starkloff, paid her own tribute to him by gaining a commercial pilot’s licence and working in the aviation industry, delivering aircraft to customers. Today, she lives in Colorado and, at 77, no longer wishes to be reminded of her lost love. She never remarried.
Prince Charles, for a time, paid his own personal tribute to his cousin by growing the mutton-chop whiskers that were William’s trademark. He emulated his cousin on the polo field, on the ski-slopes, in the air, on the grouse moor — and in the bedroom. His relationship with the then Mrs. Camilla Parker Bowles had more than an echo of William’s own passionate love for Zsuzui Starkloff. But in the naming of his first-born son after Prince William of Gloucester, Charles paid the greatest tribute possible to the man he most admired in the world.

Sunday, November 20, 2011

~ Long Hot Summer ~

by Tina~in_ut

I thought I'd pick a Keith Urban song for today and found this new one. I've never heard it before, but I love it~ Love him, too~ :D

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Mirror Mirror

by Michael

The Snow White fairy tale has been told and retold since before the days of the Brothers Grimm, and come March 16 director Tarsem Singh will unveil his own version, "Mirror Mirror." Audiences can now get a glimpse of his work, as Relativity Media has released the first full trailer for the film, starring Julia Roberts as the evil queen and Lily Collins ("The Blind Side") as Snow White.

With ornate sets and costumes and sweeping snowy vistas, the trailer hints at the lush visuals Tarsem (as he prefers to be known) has made his trademark. Roberts seems to be having fun playing the catty queen, and Collins shows off some action moves as the leader of a group of bandits — seven diminutive bandits, of course.
The trailer comes on the heels of Tarsem's ancient-Greek action spectacular "Immortals," which opened Friday and dominated the box office over the weekend, and the recently released trailer for that other Snow White vehicle, "Snow White and the Huntsman," which stars "Twilight's" Kristen Stewart and Charlize Theron as the evil queen and is set to open June 1.
"Mirror Mirror" also features as its charming prince actor Armie Hammer, who is currently on screen opposite Leonardo Di Caprio in Clint Eastwood's political biopic "J. Edgar."

Friday, November 18, 2011

~ Marcel The Shell With Shoes On, Two ~

by Tina~in_ut

I wasn't going to do this, but since Michael liked yesterday's video so much, I thought I better post part 2~ Enjoy~ :)~

Thursday, November 17, 2011

~ Marcel The Shell With Shoes On ~

by Tina~in_ut

I walked by the Master Control Room at work and everyone was standing around one girl's desk staring at her computer. I walked in to see what they were looking at and this is what I saw~ Cracked me up~

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Chicken Fillets

by Michael

It's thanks to my 'chicken fillets' bra-boosters that I'm alive today, says woman who survived horror car crash

Broken ribs would have pierced young mother's heart

Her padded bra saved Lisa Somerville's life according to medics


Young mother Lisa Somerville cheated death in a horrific car crash - thanks her bust-enhancing bra.

The 28-year-old was driving home in a violent rainstorm on a notorious stretch of road when she lost control of her car and careered head-on into traffic. The mum-of-one had to be cut free from the car by firefighters and was rushed to the Royal Infirmary with a punctured lung, four cracked ribs and a broken nose. And when she finally regained consciousness, doctors told her the 'chicken fillets' in the lining of her bra, which she hated so much, had actually saved her life.

Lisa said: 'I suffered a punctured lung and cracked ribs, but thanks to my chicken fillets I was still alive. I was told that otherwise my ribs would certainly have pierced my heart.'

Her brush with death came while she was driving back from work to her home in Kirkintilloch, near Glasgow. Lisa rounded a corner on a busy, narrow, twisty side road and hit her brakes too hard losing control of the car before ploughing head-on into another car coming in the opposite direction. When she came round moments later, she had shooting pains throughout her body, the doors were jammed and she couldn't escape.

She said: 'I was driving home from work, stupidly not wearing my seat-belt, when I lost control of my car and crashed on a slippery wet road.'

'I was in a bad way - but I was still breathing. As doctors peeled back my clothes to get a better look at the damage, they noticed the skewered chicken fillets inside my bra.'

'I was 'doubling up' - wearing four altogether - so that was what gave me the extra protection that saved my life.'

Lisa, who has an eight-year-old daughter Jodi, added: 'I couldn't believe my luck, or the irony that something I'd hated for so long had saved my life.'

She admits she has worn chicken fillets - often doubling up to increase her bust - since she was a teen.
And she revealed how she was often jealous of her peers when growing up because of her chest and she hated wearing skimpy tops and bikinis, preferring to stay covered up. Now working as a receptionist at a hair and beauty salon in Kirkintilloch, Lisa added: 'I hated my chicken fillets and constantly feared they'd fall out at the most embarrassing moment.

Skewered: The shattered 'chicken fillets' that saved Lisa. She was wearing two inserts on each side because she was so conscious about her breast size

But that night, for the first time in my life, I was grateful for them.'

There was, however, an unwanted side effect to the life-saving fillets as it drew attention to her ultra-flat chest and AAA breasts. Friends, family and those she worked with at Aviva Insurance in Bishopbriggs were stunned that a bust-boosting bra helped her cheat death.

Lisa said: 'I couldn't escape my biggest insecurity and it left me more miserable and depressed than ever about my inadequate body. I'd wanted a boob job since I was 12 and the unwanted attention after the accident was the final straw.'

After recovering from the crash, which happened in May 2009, the self-conscious young Scot finally decided to go under the knife and have a breast enhancement.
In September last year, Lisa paid $6500 to upgrade her breasts from a AAA to a 30E.

She said: 'I'm ten times more confident and happier than I've ever been, I'm even giving my new boobs a birthday celebration to mark their anniversary I love them so much. But I'll always be thankful to the chicken fillets that saved my life.'

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

~ A Perfect Day ~

by Tina~in_ut

Today was my favorite type of day. The leaves have turned, but haven't fallen. The mountains are covered with snow. AND it's 50 degrees outside. That's nice and warm. It felt so good to stand outside in the sun. There was a slight breeze. The sky was a beautiful shade of blue. There were just a few clouds and the air was crisp and clear. Perfect really~

Sunday, November 13, 2011

~ Someone Like You ~

by Tina~in_ut

Some Bozo sent me this video. I loved it so thought I would share it~

Saturday, November 12, 2011

~ Tampons & Vodka? ~

by Tina~in_ut

I about died when I heard of this! It's absolutely crazy! I'm almost afraid to bring it up with my kids. I don't want to give them any ideas, but they probably already know about this! Ugh!~

Thursday, November 10, 2011

~ The Way ~

by Tina~in_ut

My parents saw this movie and the hubby heard about it from friends. On Monday, he called me just as I was leaving work and asked if I wanted to go see it at 4pm......"but what about the kids?" We brought them with us. I don't think the boy cared for it, but the girl and I and hubby loved it. If you get a chance to see it, do~

"The Way" is a powerful and inspirational story about family, friends, and the challenges we face while navigating this ever-changing and complicated world. Martin Sheen plays Tom, an American doctor who comes to St. Jean Pied de Port, France to collect the remains of his adult son (played by Emilio Estevez), killed in the Pyrenees in a storm while walking the Camino de Santiago, also known as The Way of Saint James. Rather than return home, Tom decides to embark on the historical pilgrimage to honor his son's desire to finish the journey. What Tom doesn't plan on is the profound impact the journey will have on him and his "California Bubble Life.”

Inexperienced as a trekker, Tom soon discovers that he will not be alone on this journey. On "The Way," Tom meets other pilgrims from around the world, each with their own issues and looking for greater meaning in their lives: a Dutchman (Yorick van Wageningen), a Canadian (Deborah Kara Unger) and an Irish writer (James Nesbitt), who is suffering from a bout of writer's block.

From the unexpected and, oftentimes, amusing experiences along "The Way," this unlikely quartet of misfits creates an everlasting bond and Tom begins to learn what it means to be a citizen of the world again. Through Tom's unresolved relationship with his son, he discovers the difference between "the life we live and the life we choose."

THE WAY, written and directed by Emilio Estevez, was filmed entirely in Spain and France along the actual Camino de Santiago.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Turning 65

by Dianne

I am turning 65 this month and simply cannot believe it.  Now I know that it isn't old but yet I remember when my parents turned 65 and I am now feeling like I am them. I have many friends that are older or close to my age and they all seem so much younger.  This is just a little mental thing I am pondering over....silly

This has been a year (like50) that has bothered me.  I been bomb barded with information from any place that wants you for a Medicare supplement and Medicare itself.  There have been so many things to read and call on and still have a question mark on your face as you hang up from the conversation.  Surely, I am not the first person to in counter all this medical attention. At 50, I didn't like getting all the AARP things but this is much worse.  Do I want Part A or Part B or would I just like Part D......"scream" 

My grandchildren are quick to point out that I am getting older.  They told me when I "start smelling like an old person" they would let me know so I could change it.  I wonder what an old person really smells like?  They are the ones guiding me on how to put on eye shadow or liner so I look "cool".  How I have done it for all these years.....I must have been wrong!  They are now planning on how old I will be to see my great-grandchildren some day and remember one time my grandson thought I was alive when Lincoln was killed.

Yes, there are some being alive and fairly healthy; getting social security and medicare and best of all is being retired.  But when I hear on our news about a new highway or light rail that will be done in the year 2020......I often wonder if I will be here to see it.  I can't do all the things I used to do even though in my mind I think I'm 30 and can do anything.  The body has a way of reminding you of just how old you are now.  I don't think next year will bother me but 65 means my next big one is 70.  Do I wish I was younger.....yes.....I would like to be about 50 again....maybe do some things differently but the age....yea, bring it on little genie in the bottle.

I can see that my younger husband (of one year) and I stay home more and enjoy it.  When I look out that window and see that snow falling, I usually cancel whatever I have planned for the day now that I don't "have" to get out in it for work.  We have just settled down.

My hair will always be auburn (never gray); my nails will always be nice and hopefully those chin hairs will never be visible.  I threaten my daughter in case I am ever in a home that those things have priority.  Yes, I guess I am vain even after all these years.  I  volunteer for the Bingo at the nursing home and sometimes someone mistakes me as a we have badgers....,much better.

I just wondered if anyone else gets these feelings as they reach or have reached a certain age.  I'm not sad but I am still in disbelief that I am 65 years old!!!

Monday, November 7, 2011

Grand Canyon Skywalk

by Zona

In 2007 someone came up with the crazy idea to open the Grand Canyon Skywalk...I know..I know..a lot of people think that standing on a piece of glass almost a mile above the canyon..wearing Swifter booties on your cool..but not me. I just know if I ever got up the nerve to step out on this thing..someone behind me would slip...fall into me..and I would go sock slidin' right over the edge and end up a puff of dust just like Wile E. Coyote. Yes, the Grand Canyon is beautiful...but I'll look at it from waaaaaay over here..ok?  ;D

Sunday, November 6, 2011

~ Sexy and I Know It ~

by Tina~in_ut

This makes me laugh SO hard. A girl at work told me to watch it and I still can't stop laughing when I see it~

Saturday, November 5, 2011

~ Paper Sculptor ~

by Tina~in_ut

Los Angeles native, Jeff Nishinaka, is the world's premier paper sculptor with a prolific career that spans 28 years. Nishinaka attended UCLA and graduated from the prestigious Art Center College of Design, where he first experimented with paper art and sculpture. Nishinaka's commercial portfolio includes Bloomingdales, Galeries Lafayette, Sprint, The Peninsula Hotel, Visa, Penn State University, Paramount Pictures and Coca Cola, among others. Actor Jackie Chan, who is a close friend of the artist, owns the largest collection of Nishinaka's work. Nishinaka began working in paper quite by accident. "I have always wanted to be a painter, but while studying illustration at Art Center, I was given assignments in both a graphic design and fashion drawing class at the same time to experiment in different mediums, one of them being paper. That was my 'Ah-ha' moment. I quickly developed a feel for working with paper. From then on, I began experimenting with different papers, finding ways to shape, bend, and round edges on it. I wanted to manipulate paper in the least invasive way, to keep the integrity and feel of it. Paper to me is a living, breathing thing that has a life of it's own. I just try to redirect that energy into something that feels animated and alive."

Friday, November 4, 2011

Two Little Trouble Makers

by Zona

 Two little boys, ages 8 and 10, were excessively mischievous. They were always getting into trouble and their parents knew all about it.

If any mischief occurred in their town, the two boys were probably involved.

The boys' mother heard that a preacher in town had been successful in disciplining children, so she asked if he would speak with her boys.

The preacher agreed, but he asked to see them individually. So the mother sent the 8 year old first, in the morning, with the older boy to see the preacher in the afternoon.

The preacher, a huge man with a booming voice, sat the younger boy down and asked him sternly, 'Do you know where God is, son?'

The boy's mouth dropped open, but he made no response, sitting there wide-eyed with his mouth hanging open.

So the preacher repeated the question in an even sterner tone, 'Where is God?'

Again, the boy made no attempt to answer. The preacher raised his voice even more and shook his finger in the boy's face and bellowed, 'Where is God?'

The boy screamed and bolted from the room, ran directly home and dove into his closet, slamming the door behind him.

When his older brother found him in the closet, he asked, 'What happened?'

The younger brother, gasping for breath, replied, 'We are in BIG trouble this time,' 

'GOD is missing, and they think we did it!'

Thursday, November 3, 2011

~ Knuffingen Airport ~

by Tina~in_ut

It took a grand total of six years to build but an incredible new miniature model, called Knuffingen Airport, based on Hamburg’s airport, has finally opened to the public.

It’s on display at Miniatur Wunderland, in Hamburg, and features 40 aircraft that take off and land and 90 vehicles that trundle around the runways automatically.

Making something this small and perfectly formed doesn’t come cheap. It cost 3.5million Euros – but the result is plane-ly amazing.

The real airport opened in 1911 and remains the oldest operational airport in the world. When it was first built it covered a mere 45 hectares – it’s now ten times bigger and measures a whopping 2.2sq miles.

The various vehicles and planes on the model version are able to move around thanks to an innovative ‘carsystem’, which manoeuvres the vehicles by computer.

The planes even take off thanks to miniature wires that carry them off the end of the runway.

The attention to detail is astounding. The planes park themselves and passenger walkways slowly move into place. 

The tow trucks even feature little flashing orange lights and the petrol tanks can be seen indicating which way they are about to turn. What's more, the airport lights up spectacularly to create an entrancing night scene.

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

~ Dia De Los Muertos ~

by Tina~in_ut

Mexico at Epcot
Dia De Los Muertos is one of Mexico's traditional holidays reuniting and honoring beloved ancestors, family and friends. It is an ancient and enduring ritual when the living commune with the dead – a mystical night when the veil is lifted between their two realms and they may share a day together. 

The historical roots of this celebration date back to the pre-Hispanic cultures of Meso-America of the indigenous people, especially the Nahua (Aztecs, Mayans, Toltecas, Tlaxcaltec, Chichimec, Tecpanec) and others native to Mexico more than 3,000 years. When the Spaniards conquered the country, this indigenous custom was rooted so deeply that, after five centuries of colonization, it has continued to survive and remain as celebrated as in its first days. 

Throughout each period in Mexican culture, death seems to hold no terror. In Mexican art, legends, and religion, death has not been a mysterious and fearful presence but a realistic recognizable character as much a part of life as life itself. Dia De Los Muertos expresses this perspective: it is not a mournful commemoration but a happy and colorful celebration where Death takes a lively, friendly expression and is not frightening or strange. There is no place for sorrow or weeping for this could be interpreted as a discourteous to the dead relatives who are visiting gladly. 

Catrinas,one of the most popular figures of the Day of the Dead celebrations in Mexico.
Indigenous people believed that souls did not die, that they continued living in Mictlán (Place of Death) a special place for them to finally rest. On Dia De Los Muertos, tradition holds that the dead return to earth to visit their living relatives. It is believed that although these relatives can't see them, they can surely feel them.

This night is an important feast and evocation. It is a time when family members share memorable stories that evoke the lives of their ancestors. Offerings and altars are created to welcome and commemorate the dead. Marigolds and incense are offered in abundance because it is believed their aromatic scents guide the dead to the place where the feast is being held. A profusion of candles dispels the darkness just as the souls are being illuminated from the shadows of death. Altars are created with photos, mementos, fruit, bread, and other favorite things of the ancestors being welcomed and honored. The artifacts of these altars also provide the opportunity to teach children about those who came before them. 

Dia De Los Muertos is a time of celebration on remembrance. It is also a time to come to terms with our mortality and become aware of the cycle of life and death. Rather than deny and fear death this event teaches us to accept and contemplate the meaning of mortality.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Princess Margaret

by Michael

Her Royal Highness Princess Margaret, Countess of Snowdon
1930 – 2002

Princess Margaret, Countess of Snowdon (Margaret Rose; 21 August 1930 – 9 February 2002) was the younger sister of Queen Elizabeth II and the younger daughter of King George VI and Queen Elizabeth. Margaret spent much of her childhood years in the company of her older sister and parents. Her life changed dramatically in 1936, when her paternal uncle, King Edward VIII, abdicated to marry the divorced American Wallis Simpson. Margaret's father became King in Edward's place, and her older sister became heiress presumptive with Margaret second in line to the throne. During WWII, the two sisters stayed at Windsor Castle, despite government pressure to evacuate to Canada. During the war years, Margaret was not expected to perform any public or official duties, and instead continued her education. After the war, she fell in love with a divorced older man, Group Captain Peter Townsend. Her father died at around the same time, and her sister became Queen. Many in the government felt that Townsend was an unsuitable husband for the Queen's sister, and the Church of England refused to countenance the marriage. Under pressure, Margaret chose to abandon her plans, and instead accepted the proposal of the photographer Antony Armstrong Jones, who was created Earl of Snowdon by Elizabeth II. The marriage, despite an auspicious start, soon became unhappy; the couple divorced in 1978.

Margaret was often viewed as a controversial member of the Royal Family. Her divorce earned her negative publicity, and she was romantically linked with several men. Her health gradually deteriorated in the final two decades of her life; a heavy smoker all her adult life, she had a lung operation in 1985, a bout of Pneumonia  in 1993, and at least three strokes between 1998 and 2001. Margaret died at King Edward VII Hospital, London on 9 February 2002. After a private funeral, her body was cremated. Two months later, after the death of her mother, Margaret's ashes were interred beside the bodies of her parents in the George VI Memorial Chapel at St. George's Chapel, Windsor Castle.