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Tea TimeTuesday afternoon, Jordyn took me to a quaint little chinese tea house called "The Path of Tea". When we got there I hung my jacket on a chair, placed my purse on another and took a seat at a table. I stared in wide-eyed amazement at the many shelves filled with assorted decorated tea kettles and delicate matching tea cups. There seemed to be a hundred or more of different shapes, sizes, and colors. All were decorated with the beautiful chinese symbols I absolutely love and adore. One entire wall held minature chinese paintings, each one prettier than the last.
Jordyn called me over to the counter where we examined the menu to make our choice from over 50 different kinds of tea. As Jordan talked to the gentleman about some of the various teas and their health benefits I made my decision. I chose the Cinnamon Rooibos (I love cinnamon), Jordyn decided on the Matcha. Then we walked along the shelf-lined walls trying to pick our cups. Soon a beautiful ocean blue mug with orangish colored symbols caught my eyes and demanded that I use it for my Tuesday afternoon tea.
Back at our table with our chosen cups we admire the decor and chat while our tea is prepared. When our order is ready, we spend a nice sunny afternoon sipping hot custom blended tea. What a lovely way to spend Tuesday afternoon! 29 diciembre Warning: For All Text MessagersSomething to think about... This lady has changed her habit of how she lists her names on her mobile phone after her handbag, which contained her cell phone, credit card, wallet... etc... was stolen. Twenty minutes later when she called her hubby, from a pay phone telling him what had happened, hubby says 'I received your text asking about our Pin number and I replied a little while ago.' When they rushed down to the bank, the bank staff told them all the money was already withdrawn. The thief had actually used the stolen cell phone to text 'hubby' in the contact list and got hold of the pin number. Within 20 minutes he had withdrawn all the money from their bank account. Moral of the lesson: Do not disclose the relationship between you and the people in your contact list. Avoid using names like Home, Honey, Hubby , Sweetheart, Dad, Mom, etc.... And very importantly, when sensitive info is being asked through texts, CONFIRM by calling back. Also, when you're being text by friends or family to meet them somewhere, be sure to call back to confirm that the message came from them. If you don't reach them, be very careful about going places to meet 'family and friends' who text you. PLEASE PASS THIS ON I never thought about THAT! As of right now, I no longer have 'home' named on my cell phone 23 diciembre Just for TodayI found this today while putting away papers. It's faded so badly it's barely readable now. I absolutely love this piece! I am placing it here as a reminder to myself of the message in the coming year. ~ ~ ~ Just For Today
Just for today I will try to live through this day only, and not tackle my whole life problem at once. I can do something for 12 hours that would appall me if I felt that I had to keep it up for a lifetime.
Just for today I will be happy. This assumes to be true what Abraham Lincoln said, that most people are as happy as they make up their minds to be.
Just for today I will adjust myself to what is, and not try to adjust everything to my own desires. I will take my “luck” as it comes and fit myself to it.
Just for today I will try to strengthen my mind. I will study. I will learn something useful. I will read something that requires effort, thought, and concentration.
Just for today I will exercise my soul in three ways: I will do somebody a good turn and not get found out; if anybody knows of it, it will not count. I will do at least two things I don’t want to do – just for exercise. I will not show anyone that my feelings are hurt; they may be hurt, but today I will not show it.
Just for today I will be agreeable. I will look as well as I can, dress becomingly, talk low, act courteously, criticize not one bit, not find fault with anything, and not try to improve or regulate anybody except myself.
Just for today I will have a program. I may not follow it exactly, but I will have it. I will save myself two pests: hurry and indecision.
Just for today I will have a quiet half-hour all by myself, and relax. During this half hour I will try to get a better perspective of my life.
Just for today I will be unafraid. Especially I will not be afraid to enjoy what is beautiful and to believe that as I give to the world so the world will give to me.
Author Unknown 21 diciembre What's to like about the new spacesI've spent a while on spaces today, more than I have since the change(s). My first reaction to the changes was not good and I'm still not sure the changes were needed. I will have to wait and see on that. What I have found I like (I think) is:
That is what I see that I like so far. I will do the ones I don't like another time. gotta go now. 20 diciembre How is your day going?Yesterday Jordyn and I went to see Seven Pounds, got home too late to blog about it. We had the best old time, one bucket of popcorn to share, one drink with two straws (her straw was high, mine was low). Haha, how's that for cool! What a way to spend a lovely Friday afternoon. Does it get any better than that?
I got up early for a Saturday, felt okay, no particular emotion grabbed me on the way to getting dressed. One cup of coffee and a trip through the house to check what to put on today's agenda brought heavy sighs. Each step brought me closer to some tedious task that needed attention. By the time I reached the kitchen, the words literally spilled forth from my mouth, "Uggh and bah-humbug". The thought of so much cleaning brought me to 'stage-one-scroodgeibility' and in the den I was completely emersed in a full-blown case of 'scroodge-itis'. Where in the world did all this work come from!?
In my effort to get rid of the nastiness of the feeling and the accompanying state of despression that could easily follow such a state, I grabbed the vacuum and gave the den a thorough going-over. Next I tackeled the kitchen counter where every condiment bottle jar and container had mysteriously landed. They had secretely zapped themselves from their original homes in cabinet shelves to stand boldy on the counter.
The sight of a newly vacuumed den floor and the uncluttered kitchen counter helped ease the grundgy feeling that was trying to take over me today. Back in the den, I flipped channels searching for something good on television. Nothing. Hold it, there's "Coal Miner's Daughter"! Oh yea, it's on now, I can watch this twice a week and never tire of it.
Now I feel better, so much better. I'll be all right the rest of the day (even with this darned dull housework stuff to do). By the time Loretta's dad dies in the movie and they (WE) are singing Amazing Grace, Baby son rings the doorbell. He's got Pizza. Boy, life doesn't get any better than this!
Life is good again. No more 'bah-humbugs'. No more 'scroodge-face'. Just me, baby son, pizza and Coal Miners Daughter.
How is your day going? 18 diciembre Holiday TraditionsIt has been as quiet as wet cotton drying around here today, no television not even a cd playing in the background. I thought I'd leave them off to see if I could get more work done. I'm not sure yet if that made a difference, I'll check it out later.
A little while ago I popped a Christmas cd in the player and immediately my thought patterns changed, so maybe the solitude served some purpose. However, the addition of Christmas music brought pleasant memories of Christmases (is that a word? oh well...why not) past.
We didn't have any special Christmas traditions to speak of. I do remember though how we got our tree. My brothers and I usually waited anxiously for Daddy to get home from work at the saw mill. As soon as he got there we were ready with his gloves, the ax and some rope. We chatted a mile a minute, barely able to contain our fidigiting, while he grabbed a sandwich and a cold drink. Then, we were off to hike the few miles to the woods near my grandma's house.
Deep in the thick woods among pine trees of every size and shape my brothers and I scampered from one tree to another. Daddy usually let us run around inspecting trees and reporting on them for a minute or two. Soon he'd announce, loud enough for us all to hear from wherever we happened to be at the time, "Hey look y'all. I found the perfect tree."
That always brought us to his side. Sometimes we'd go with Daddy's tree, occasionally one of us would say we had a better tree in mind. If our tree wasn't too awfully pitiful looking, he let us have our pick. He'd chop it down and we'd all bundle and tie it. Finally we'd head home with our prize, chatting, laughing and singing all the way. Daddy loved to sing, he had a really nice voice.
What is your favorite Christmas tradition or memory? 17 diciembre On My Journey to the Starting Gate Anticipation is high, for me anyway, as we roll along at a nice steady pace up highway 59 North. Traffic is light, not many cars on the road, unusual for this time of day. By the time we reach Houston's north side I’m immersed in the music playing softly on the radio, singing along and occasionally moving my head along also, feeling lighter and lighter with each passing mile. From time to time I glance toward the back seat at the two tiny sleeping bodies and smile to myself.
16 diciembre What are you doing now?I'm buried in paperwork, trying to whip it into shape before the new year. I don't want it hanging over my head - let the new year produce its own work.
Thanks to all for answers on getting to the stats page, it worked wonderfully and I didn't have to do anything but ask.
How is it going for you and what are you doing right now? 13 diciembre Where Is that Page?Does anybody know where the page is that has the stats on it, the one showing who visited your space and so forth. I thought about viewing the page but haven't taken the time to search for it. The information wasn't always up to date and sometimes it was incorrect, but I did check it every once in a while. Just curious, does anyone know how to get to it? 10 diciembre My Whole NameA friend mentioned that my whole name is showing. Thanks for letting me know. I thought as much when the change came about but couldn't figure out how to fix it. I came to the conclusion that if I am trying to be this 'Big-Time' best selling author, I'd better start now getting the name recognized - world-wide.
Upon further consideration, I realized that it would be hypocritical of me to want to publicize and market my book to people but then not want to use my real name. Maybe when I hit the big-time and write one of those tell all back-biting books revealing somebody's scandalous secrets, I'll get myself a pseudonym.
Just kidding!
But, I am leaving the whole name for that reason. 09 diciembre Before I forget ...First, I was going to post, when I came up with a good topic (didn't want to "3-itch!" anymore!). Then, I wasn't going to post, blog post wasn't fully developed, nice and neat in my mind. Finally, I definitely said I would post about a helpful household/kitchen tip I came across. Nothing worked out. I had other pages and sites to check on and update so, that didn't get done.
Helpful household/kitchen tip: (before I forget it again)
I had something else to tell you but, I forgot what it was. Maybe I'll think about it again later, maybe not. Anyway, I did remember that much. I think I am too scattered around in cyberland right now. See you all later. 05 diciembre Flash Drive Know-HowHow do you remove your flash drive? I never knew there was a right way and a wrong way. I take it out just like I put it in. 1-2-3, right? Not so, according to my computer tips guru at WORLDSTART.COM. Here is what Erin says in my latest newsletter about flash drive removal.04 diciembre Bent Out of ShapeOKAY! Deep breaths. Calm down. Almost there. I'll forget everything I said last night (for now). Start fresh today. Don't try anything new until I have time to 'play around' on the computer - yea, right.
Here's what I'll do:
Hubby always said, "Why are you being so dramatic?!! All you had to do was give a simple answer and you went and got all bent-out-of-shape." I don't know, I'm just saying... 03 diciembre Sleep On ItI cut my space to the bare minimum to make it easier on myself. I have a lot going on and the change with spaces is a bit much. I will see how it all works out in the morning.
I had a problem keeping up before, like visiting everybody and commenting to everyone - this does not help. Maybe with the favs and other stuff like books and music gone I can figure out where or what (WTF) is going on.
I am leaving the other places where I can be found for a while, until I decide if I am deleting the space completely or not. What am I saying? I don't know. I think I am about ready to delete my space. It is just too much too soon too ugly too dumb looking too scattered too not like it was before.
I'll sleep on it. Maybe fresh eyes will see things differently. ChangesI'll just jump in here feet first, I'm good at that. After I am in, I usually wonder why I didn't test the waters with a toe-tip before jumping in. I've been away so long taking care of business, got a lot done but not quite everything I wanted to. I missed you, my friends, so I put it aside to go visiting. You must know, the cat's away - so the mouse can play again.
What do I find upon my return, a new and improved spaces. Is that good, bad, or what? Not sure yet. My first impulse was to panic and go all nuts. Then after seeing a couple of spaces, comments and reactions I gained a small measure of control over myself. I will keep quiet, do some investigating before I pass any MORE judgements, and give the new set-up a chance.
If you see me, you'll know I made it. If you don't see me "blame spaces" - some of my friends are missing and I will try to get to you by way of another friend's page. See you... |
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