Man, I guess I'm really having senior overload lately.  I truly believe I wrote a post yesterday, but it's not there and I can't remember what it was about.  Could I have totally forgot Wednesday?  

Today I did a major pratfall.  I was breaking down boxes and stepped up on them to squash them down.  I jumped down off the pile, hit the wet slippery floor, my foot flew out, I landed on my butt and my other foot crashed into a wooden pallet.  I think I broke my big toe.  If you want to break something, that's not a bad thing to break.  I doctored myself on the internet.  

Elevate it, ice it, rest it.  Wait about 6 weeks - good as new.  Thank goodness for the internet - saved a $30 copay and several hours at the doctor.  

No Influence - so could we have a confluence?

No matter what happens in today's election, my vote has no influence on the out comes or in what will happen after the election.  What I'd really like as issues in the election are help for the homeless; care for the sick and disabled; mental health care; community centers that are magnets for the community and create great places to come together; no hungry Americans; good education for all and all ages; a society that celebrates all its citizens; for these things and more, I be happy to pay taxes.  The things I don't want to pay for are:  war and weapons.  That adds up to a healthy country - I think.  If we could come together in a confluence of desire for a healthy America, we'd all be happier I think.

Why can't religion be fun?

I just read a quote from Joanne Woodward
"sexiness wears thin after a while and beauty fades but to be married to a man who makes you laugh everyday, ah, now that's a real treat"

I would think the same would be true of religion.  OK, as I see it, religion is the practice of a formal relationship with the God source.  Being the source, God created fun, happiness and laughter too.  So, why when we go into churches and places like that we are so stoic and solemn?  I understand being reverent, but can't we be joyfully reverent?  Wouldn't it be so much easier to maintain a relationship and be married to a God who makes you laugh everyday?  Instead of counting our sins, couldn't we count our joys?  We could pledge to increase our goodness.  I would so enjoy a confession of blessings and gratitudes with a promise to go forth and do more - 

I discriminate - lots

Privets are horrible, hateful plants.  They multiply everywhere.  They grow really tall and have nasty purple berries.  Birds love these berries - they eat them, poop nasty purple splotches all over my decks, car, pool, etc.  Worse yet, everywhere they poop forest of privet sprouts spring up.  I hate privets.

While pulling millions of little privet sprouts today, I was thinking about how liberal I am.  How I, unlike my conservative friends, have lots of tolerance for other's points of view.  All the while I'm really ticked at these privets.  Then I realized, there are lots of things I don't like (just like I hate privets).  I'm tolerant as long as it goes easily with the rest of my life and doesn't disturb my liberal view of life.

If the truth be told, I'm not fond of spending much time with conservatives talking politics.  I don't like people who cut in lines.  I'm very upset with self-centered people.  I harbor a secret belief that fat people should eat less and exercise more and am often surprised when they turn out to be rather smart.  The list could go on and on - but I'm tired of exposing my sad dirty laundry.  

The only bright side is that I discovered this problem while there is still time to work on it.

Effort, commitment, resourcefulness - NOT!

Young Cyd was a rather lazy girl - always looking for the easy way.  I was pretty good at doing my homework one class before it was due.  I did math in history, english in math, science in english, etc.  I hated house work and chores, and quickly discovered that by getting it done fast, it disapeared and left me more time for the things I wanted to do.  The interesting thing is that adults in my world praised me for this laziness - they thought I was being pro-active and industrial - when I was really racing through the required in pursuit of the fun.

Double goodness - time and praise - all arising from laziness.

Ants and bees

I read an article that suggested we could learn a lot about living in community by watching bees and ants.  At first I thought that might be a good idea - then I was upset.  Colony insects like ants and bees are born into one occupation that is needed for the success of the colony. They never get to explore different occupations or pastimes.  They never get to expand and grow.  I don't want to be an ant or a bee.  We need strong communities, but we need individuals too - I think.

I'm really a dog person, except . . .

There is an old white kitty that lives on my front porch.  He has several names - I call him "not my cat;" or white kitty.  He has a proper name, but I don't remember it.  White kitty was my neighbor's teen daughter's cat.  The teen grew up and moved away.  So did white kitty.  White kitty started hanging out on my front porch while some construction was going on at his house.  For the past 7 years, white kitty has been my "not my cat." I feed him.  I make him a warm bed in the winter.  I guess he is my cat.  No, I guess I'm his person.