Cheap Eats

Do you sometimes get a craving for a food you used to eat when you had less money than you do now?  Maybe it's a food you ate when you were a struggling college student, or when you got your first apartment.  It's a food you probably do not eat much of now, but back then, it helped you out because it was available and affordable.  For me and some of my friends on campus (long ago), one of these foods was a tomato-based canned product  that had little pasta circles.  It was easy because all you had to do was heat it; no refrigeration required.  Another favorite was canned sardines, in oil or mustard.  Eaten with saltine crackers, this was a gourmet campus meal!  Who can forget the little franks and beans?  Another cheap eat was the packaged wavy noodle product with the flavor packet.  All we had to do was add hot water, and we had a plate full of noodles that would fill stomachs for a long time.  I recently had a craving for these noodles, and they were tasty.  I purposely did not read the nutritional analysis on the package.  It would have spoiled my fun.  Besides, I probably won't have another craving for this food for another couple of years.
Smiles, and best wishes for a blessed New Year!
Sylvia

No, Thanks.

I have a friend whose first response to many things one asks her to do is, "No, I'm not doing that."  She does not holler or say this in a mean way.  She states it in a  matter-of-fact manner.  The only way she changes her mind is if she gets more information that causes her to rethink her initial "No" response.  I used to tease her about this, but now I am beginning to follow her logic more closely.  This year, I have said "Yes" to  more projects than usual.  As a result, I have been busier than a retired person should be.  The year of  2012 will be a year of me pacing myself more and using the term, "No, I won't be able to take on that task. Thank you for asking, though."
Take care,
Sylvia

Pantyhose

I have a complicated relationship with pantyhose.  Although I know they are necessary, especially  in cold weather, and when I am dressed up, I do not enjoy donning them.  When putting them on, I have to be careful not to run them.  If I don't twist them in the exact way, they won't fit well at the top, or the ankle, or the seat area.
What if one were to write directions for putting on pantyhose?
After taking the hose out of the container, pull them out to stretch them.  Bunch one leg of the hose down to the foot section to prepare to stick in one foot.  Place the foot into the foot area of the hose and shimmy the hose to just under the knee level.  Bunch the other leg of hose in this same manner and place the other foot into the hose.  Lean slightly forward and shimmy the hose up both legs.  If necessary, jump a little to make this happen. Continue to do this until the hose is fitted in the seat area and the waistband is at the waist.  Be sure to straighten the waist seam.
This is the best I can do.  I wonder if a person who never tried to put on pantyhose could understand my written directions.  I am open for direction suggestions.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Please Calm Yourself

Today, two women almost got into an argument while doing holiday shopping at a major discount store.  There were many shoppers in the electronics section, of course, trying to purchase the latest devices.  I was there to see if the iPod Nano or the iPod Touch was best suited for one of my loved ones.  My strategy was to read the display information instead of tying up a salesperson with questions, especially with such a crowd.  That way, I could return at a later date and make an informed purchase.  I could also compare prices at another store.  I was reading product information when I heard one woman shout at another woman.  As far as I could tell, the woman standing in line was mad because the other woman crossed through the line and somehow disrespected the child of the woman in line.  The woman who crossed through the line replied she had said "Excuse me" before she crossed through, but the other woman kept fussing.  I  especially liked what the line-crosser woman then said, "Miss, I did not disrespect anyone.  Please calm yourself."  Then, she smiled and walked away.  She didn't take up the fight.  She had a good plan.
Take care,
Sylvia

Need a Minute?

The best way to ward off a temper tantrum or a fight is to spot it before it develops.  While teaching in elementary school, I learned to notice certain facial expressions and body language while I walked my students from the multipurpose room to our classroom in the mornings.  If I noticed a particular student was having a bad start to the day, I'd gently  ask, "Do you need a minute?"  If the child did indeed need a minute, he or she would be allowed to go to the carpet area for a set period of time.  The child could sit down on the bench, read a book, or stretch out on the carpet and chill until the timer went off.  After that, the child could write me a note or briefly tell me what was going on.  That way, we could have a better start to the classroom routine and day.
What I found interesting was that some older elementary students often  needed a minute in the mornings as much as the little ones did.  I learned that I had to consider what they went through before they got to me in the morning.  Sometimes, we adults need a morning minute also.
Peace be,
Sylvia

Music Lift

What kind of music can best quickly lift your mood?  Is it music from an opera?  Is it hip hop music?  Is it show tunes?  Is it jazz?  Is it square dance music?  Is it gospel music?  Is it contemporary pop or rock music ?
According to some studies, the answer is all of these listed, and even  music that isn't listed here.  Music itself can lift your spirits. It depends on what type of music you really like.  Music from my teen years can give me a quick boost.  Some gospel music has the same effect on me.  What's your quick mood-lifting music?
Smiles,
Sylvia

Library Friends

This past Friday and Saturday, I had the pleasure and privilege to do a book signing (Behind Church Doors) as part of The Book Bazaar held by The Friends of the Trenton Public Library.  I was in the Trentoniana Room, a place set apart for information and history about Trenton.  The Friends and the library staff were extremely hospitable, and I had the chance to chat with some warm and intelligent people.  The Friends had books, videos, jewelry, yummy desserts, and other interesting items for sale.  The prices were extremely reasonable! 
Long ago, I was a teenager, and I worked as an intern at the children's branch of this library.  I'd report there after school and would often walk home after work.  This job gave me the opportunity to read many books to the children, and to myself.  I guess this is why libraries are so appealing to me.  There's something special about finding a nice spot with books and quiet all around.  Worlds to explore...  Knowledge to gain...
Thanks to all who stopped by and chatted with me!
Thanks for the opportunity, Miss D!
Take care,
Sylvia

Girls' Afternoon Out

Yesterday was a Girls' Afternoon Out for me, my sister, and our Mom.  We went to an outlet mall and then to lunch at Red Lobster.  We window-shopped, shopped for real (a little), and ate.  Mostly, we caught up on each other's news and laughed alot.  I'm still smiling as I remember some of  Mom's remarks.  She's one of those people who is funny without trying to be funny.  It's her delivery and her candor.  It was sheer joy for us to be together.
Here's wishing you some fun family time with your loved ones.
Take care,
Sylvia

Toy Rentals

There is a new company that allows parents to rent popular toys for their young ones.  A subscriber gets up to 4 toys at a time and has the option to return the toys after a month and get more toys, or pay a reduced price to keep the rented toys.  In theory, a child could enjoy a large variety of toys.  It's actually a program to rent used toys so parents won't have to spend so much money for children's toys.  In order to prevent the spread of germs, the company reportedly uses a sanitation process that uses temperatures over 200 degrees to clean the returned toys.  This venture may prove to be successful, but some children become quite attached to certain toys.  I remember a favorite Thumbelina doll I had long ago... I don't know what happened to her.  Do you remember a favorite toy you had long ago?  Do you still have it?
Smiles,
Sylvia

Inches

I'm a person who pays attention to the television monitors in the doctor's office.  You know, the ones that air health tips.  While I was at my doctor's office today, this programming reminded me that eating too many processed meats, like bacon, hot dogs, cold cuts, can have harmful effects on the body.  I learned that we humans are tallest at a certain  time of the day, which is the morning.  It was a multiple choice question, and I incorrectly guessed the evening or afternoon.   It seems that our spines compress  during the day to the tune of about one inch, so we're tallest in the morning when we get up.  I don't know how you feel about this fact, but as a short person, I strive to claim every one of my 61 inches!
Smiles,
Sylvia

Old Fun

While driving this week, I noticed the large piles of tree leaves that homeowners gathered for pickup. This sight made me think of what I and other neighborhood children used to do when we saw or made a pile of leaves.  We would jump into the pile and roll around until the pile was flattened.  What fun we had in the leaf piles!  Of course, I wouldn't think of jumping into a pile of leaves these days.  Adults know what is in piles of leaves and adults also know we no longer jump our bodies around with abandon.  We might knock some  body part out of whack.
I thought of two other childhood thrills that I no longer view as fun.  I no longer eat snow,  nor do I perform flips on abandoned mattresses that I see in city lots.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Garbage 101

All garbage is not equal. Most of us have both wastebaskets and garbage cans in our homes.  The major garbage can is usually in the kitchen, and that container holds food scraps, wet garbage, and garbage picked up by the broom and dustpan.  The wastebaskets in the bedrooms are fine for paper and non- food garbage.  So are the wastebaskets in the hallway and family room.  Bathroom wastebaskets hold paper and refuse from hygiene and grooming. One should not throw an apple core, for example, in the bathroom or bedroom wastebasket. Any garbage that catches the interest of critters should be placed in the kitchen garbage can, because  it usually has a lid.  It is also regularly put outside to be taken away by the garbage truck.
Now, some may think this is all a little strict, but it has a lot to do with one's upbringing.  What's funny (or not) is when 2 or more people with different garbage can and wastebasket rules  live in the same home.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Shopping After Thanksgiving

Many people went shopping on what's known as Black Friday, the day after Thanksgiving.  Some stores had sales as early as nine pm on Thanksgiving evening.  Some of my friends went to the mall at 12 midnight, and they later told me the place was packed.  My friends had a great time.
I guess people in other countries where they don't celebrate Thanksgiving or don't have the Friday after as the biggest shopping day of the year wonder why we here go through this.  I'm told there are great sales, but this year I heard there was lots of disturbing behavior also.  In one state, a woman reportedly used pepper spray on other shoppers in order to be the first to get at the specially-priced Wii games display.  A criminal flash mob  in another city  reportedly stole items from a major store.  There were a few other incidents of unsociable behavior during the shopping day.  This after a holiday set aside for giving thanks. Wow...
Take care, and give thanks everyday,
Sylvia

Apologies

When was the last time  that you felt the need to apologize to someone?  Did you find it easy to do so?  Did the person to whom you made the apology accept it graciously?  Did they instead retort, "I don't want your apology and I don't accept your apology!" 
The more I learned to apologize, the easier it became.  On the rare occasions when my apology was not accepted, I still felt good.  I knew I had done the right thing by offering it.
Take care,
Sylvia

Might As Well

Sometimes I put off the completion of a task because for some reason, I don't feel like doing it.  Yet, the task will repeatedly pop into my head, so I eventually get up and do it.  Afterward, I feel so much better and wonder what took me so long to get to the task in the first place.  I remember that my Dad used to say, "Well, I keep on thinking about it, so I might as well get it done."   Dad was right, as usual.
Take care,
Sylvia

School Lunches

Recently, Congress did not cancel pizza and french fries from school lunch menus. There was a drive to replace these foods and others like them with more healthy food.  While I do support healthy school lunches for children, I have been in the school cafeteria enough times to get  some ideas about what elementary students will and will not eat.
french fries-yes
chicken or fish nuggets-yes
corn-some kernels will be eaten, others will be thrown
tossed lettuce salad-some will be eaten, some will be tossed
pizza-yes
hamburgers-yes
apples-a few bites will be taken
oranges-some will be eaten, but peeling them is a challenge
sloppy joes-yes
spiced ham and bologna hoagies-yes
hash with mystery meat-no, except for that one child who eats anything
tuna salad sandwiches-yes, and at least one child will take large bites and open his/her mouth to display what it looks like before it's swallowed.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Home Sounds

Who is the noisiest person in your home? You know, this is the family member you don't have to see to know he/she is at home.  The loud footsteps and  the banging cupboard doors attest to this person's presence.  Maybe your noisy family member has a booming voice or a distinctive laugh.  Maybe your noisy family member always has the television tuned to a particular channel, whether or not he/she is in the room with the television. This is the family member who loudly bangs the pots and pans during food preparation  and dish washing time. They don't appear to hear their own noise.
By contrast, you probably have a very quiet family member,  one whose footsteps you  barely hear.  This quiet member turns the volume on home devices so low that you wonder how he/she can hear what's on.  Sometimes this family member surprises you with his/her presence in a room because you do not hear entry sounds. When this person reads the newspaper, you don't hear the pages turn.
No matter who is the most quiet or the most noisy, we love them all, don't we?  Family is a blessing.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Ankles

 It's easy to take for granted our body parts that humbly go along with us and do their jobs, until we sustain damage to one of these body parts.  Then, we realize what important and intricate moves they make for us.  Last weekend, I twisted an ankle.  It was my fault.  I know better than to have handfuls of items and be distracted by them as I descend a staircase.  When my sister lived with me, she regularly reminded me, "Always keep one of your hands free when you go down the stairs."  She was right.
I am now reminded  that ankles help a lot with balance and with making turns.  A sore and swollen ankle makes it difficult to put on certain shoes and can prevent me  from putting on other shoes.  It causes me to limp.  A swollen ankle makes me go downstairs slowly and upstairs slowly, and it makes me lead with the good foot. It is challenging to get in and out of a car with a sore ankle.  Yet, I am blessed, because it could have been worse. I did not fall down the staircase.  I did not hit my head and I did not break anything.  My ankle improves more each day.  I have gained more respect for my ankle and all my parts.  I am thankful to God for His protection and healing.
Take care,
Sylvia

Appearances

According to a recent news report, men have begun to put more effort into their appearances.  Products are being cleverly marketed to  encourage men to enhance manly skin, hair, and other body parts.  The spin involves presenting products like skin  moisturizer in a way that makes the product appear masculine.  There are  undergarments for men that shape the body.  Do you women remember the dreaded girdle?  It was  a cruel garment that women used to wear back in the day.  If you're too young to remember the girdle, ask some of the older women in your family.  Today, women have  more wearable products, like Spanx. 
Now, men can  purchase compression tee shirts that smooth out their torso lines and bumps. While it's nice for people to do what makes them look good on the outside, it's what's on the inside that counts the most.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Fast Notes

At the end of some television documentaries or stories based on true life, written information is presented just before the credits.  These are updates that explain what later  happened to the characters or what the court decisions led to; the updates provide other facts that give closure to the story.  It's helpful to the viewer to have this information.  The problem is that  often, the information scrolls by so fast that the viewer hardly has time to read it all.  Or, the print is so small that one has to stand close to the television screen to decipher it.  Many years ago, I was taught how to speedread, but many of the screen notes elude me.  If the info is vital enough to present, it is important to present it in a way that the viewer can read it.  Because of  these tiny and fast-moving screen notes, I still don't know the  outcome of the man in NC who spent 19 or 20 years in prison for a murder he did not commit.  The movie aired last night, and showed that he was exonerated, but the screen notes flew by.  I guess I'll have to do some online research.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Fashion Forward

If you are a mother, father, grandparent, aunt, uncle, godparent, step parent, foster parent, or other adult who buys clothes for children, you will probably relate to this.  When children are little, they are usually happy with the clothing you choose for them.  You may remember your glee when you found just the right outfit for your little one.  You thought how cute or handsome the child would look in the clothing.  You watched their eyes light up and listened to their squeals of approval- all due to your wonderful taste in clothing.  Those of you with older children in your home, think back.  Do you remember when your pre-teen or teen turned and no longer relished your input on their style of clothing? Somewhere along the way, you  lost your fashion taste.  You became fashion-corny.  Your teens would much rather pick out their own outfits, because they know what's hot.
Those of you who currently select clothing for children under the age of about 10 years, enjoy it now.  The day will come when your fashion tastes and the  fashion tastes of your child will not match.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Propofol

Recently I had a medical procedure that required anesthesia.  When I came to,  I asked the nurse what drug the anesthesia specialist used to put me to sleep.  The nurse replied, "The doctor used Propofol. It's what we use." 
I replied, "Isn't that the same drug that's in the news right now?"
She said, "Yes, and your anesthesia doctor monitored you closely throughout your procedure."
I smiled at that and marveled at the power of some medicines and drugs and how they can be helpful when used correctly.  Thankfully, I no longer get nervous about these types of procedures.  I just pray beforehand and ask God to watch over me as well as the doctors who work on me.  I believe that God wakes me up. 
Take care,
Sylvia

Medical Insurance

Earlier today, I was in a checkout line at a big box store.  The cashier, who appeared to be in her late teens or new twenties, sighed and told me she didn't know how much longer she would be able to work because her shoulder hurt.  I expressed concern and asked if she'd told her supervisor about her pain.  The cashier said she had and that she'd also taken a pain reliever pill.  I suggested she see a doctor soon to determine the cause of the pain and what treatment might be necessary.  She replied, "I don't have any medical insurance and if I go to the free clinic I have to wait for 3 or 4 hours."  As I paid for my items and walked away, I thought about the cashier's remarks. Sometimes we take for granted the blessings we have, like medical insurance.  Many of us have preventive maintenance coverage that allows our doctors to  monitor our health without  the burden of  heavy costs to us.  Medical insurance benefits are something for which to be thankful.   I  hope the young cashier will soon go to the clinic to make sure her shoulder is okay.
Peace,
Sylvia

Cletus and Angeleese

I am working on my second novel, a continuation of Behind Church Doors.   Many readers ask about the character, Cletus.  He is a recovering alcoholic who later gets added to the church and is now learning to live a faithful Christian life.  Readers express compassion for Cletus.  Perhaps it's because he means no harm and is humble, and because these readers believe in second chances.  Cletus also is a thinker who now looks out for his elderly, ailing mother. He is developing a closeness to Angeleese, a sweet lady with intellectual disabilities and five small children.  Some question the logic of people with  disabilities entering into relationships that lead to marriage.  However, I have seen such marriages work quite well.  In the second novel, I may just give Cletus and Angeleese a chance.
Peace,
Sylvia

Creature of Habit

Like many others in our region following the recent storm, my house electricity went out.  I have no room to complain, however, because my power was out only twice.  The down time was about 45 minutes each time. Some people in our state have not had power since Saturday and are not expected to regain power until this Thursday.  I pray for their relief.
One thing I rediscovered when the power was out is how much I am a creature of habit.  I knew the power was out, but I kept pushing up the light switches in  different rooms I entered.  I knew the power was out, but I tried to turn on the radio to listen to news.  I picked up the house phone to call and see if my neighbor was okay.  I opened the refrigerator and was at first surprised when the light inside did not come on.  I picked up the garage remote to  get my car out.  I adjusted the thermostat dial to turn on the furnace.  Each time I made one of these habitual moves, I shook my head and then chuckled at myself. 
Smiles,
Sylvia

Nor'easter

My book signing adventure this past Saturday was  wet, cold, windy, and muddy.  As I mentioned in Friday's post, a storm, actually, a Nor'easter paid the coast a sudden visit. The college didn't cancel the event, so I dressed warmly and drove in the rain to the site.  There were two large white tents set up outside, the signage was clear, and helpful college students were there to unload cars for vendors and organizations.  I was directed to my table and began to set up, but the rain began to blow into the tent on my side. The wet grass under my feet gave way to mud, so I got permission to move to a table more in the middle of the tent.  People actually came out to Community Fest, but not as many as had been expected.  I watched the rain turn to tiny snowflakes to big fluffy snowflakes to sleet to hail balls.  The crowd began to dwindle some.  After about four hours, my baby toes began to feel numb, so I knew it was time to pack it up.  For my treat, I bought a whiting fish po boy sandwich and some gumbo from a food vendor's truck and headed home to get dry and warm.
Although the event didn't turn out as expected, I still had fun and met some interesting people.  Part of going after a dream is enjoying the ride.
Take care,
Sylvia

Go For It

I am so excited to bring my novel, Behind Church Doors, to an event at The College of NJ.  It is to be held tomorrow in one of the college's outdoor lots, under 2 large tents, come rain or shine.  I have my books ready, my fliers, my posters, my banners, even my special book signing  pen.  However, as I type this, there is a weather broadcast about a storm advisory for tomorrow.  Heavy rain, wind, and some snow is expected.   This is unusual weather for this area in October.  The last such storm was in October 1979.
Well, what is one to do?  We do not have control over the weather.  My plan is to pray, take the necessary precautions, dress warmly, and make the most out of what may be another of life's adventures.
Have a great weekend!
Sylvia

Zip Lock Bags

I use zip lock plastic bags to certain keep foods fresh.  For example, when I open a box of cereal, I open the wax bag that holds the cereal and pour out some cereal.  Then, I use a twist tie to close the wax paper bag, put the wax paper bag in a zip lock bag, and put the bag back into the box.  That way, less air can get into the cereal and it stays fresh longer.  I do the same for almost any food that comes in a box and has to be stored after it has been opened. I also use zip lock bags when I slice part of an onion, pepper, cheese brick, or piece of fruit and need to store the remainder. The bags can also be reused.   My beloved spouse thinks I go to zip lock bag extremes, but that doesn't bother me.  He jokes that if he stayed still long enough (which is not likely with his high energy level) and if I could find a large enough zip lock bag, I'd put him in. We laugh about that one a lot!
Smiles,
Sylvia

Sounds

We live in a noisy world.  Today, sounds exist that were not thought of when we were children.  From inside your home you may be able to hear traffic sounds, fire truck sirens, police car sirens, and airplane sounds. There are telephone and cellphone sounds, the whir of the refrigerator and washing machine.  My kitchen timer rings as I type this because it's time to take the casserole out of the oven.  Even the fan in my computer makes a sound, as do the keys I  tap.   Some homes have the constant sound of the television, stereo, or radio. We have a cuckoo clock that makes noise but tells the wrong time.  Some homes have the sounds that children make.    You can probably think of other sounds in your home environment.
Sometimes, it's good to get still and quiet so you can listen to the sound of you - breathing.
Take care,
Sylvia

To Do's

When your daily task list seems longer than the hours in your day, breathe.  Sometimes we put more  "TO DO's"  in a day than we should.  We cannot always get things done when we want to get them done, no  matter how hard we try.  Do the best you can, and move some of those tasks to the next day, or the next.  Can you delegate a task or two?   When it comes to tasks, sometimes being  flexible can reduce stress.
Take care,
Sylvia

Turn Here

If you  have ever been the vehicle driver who relied on one of your passengers to give you directions, you probably recognize this scenario.
Driver: "Where do I make the turn?"
Passenger:  "Don't worry, we have quite a ways to go before we get to our turn."
Driver:  "Is it going to be a right turn or a left turn?"
Passenger:  "I think it's a left turn.  No, maybe it's a right turn.  I know we turn by the tire shop."
A few minutes pass.
Passenger:  "Here's the tire shop.  Turn here!"
Driver:  "Turn which way? Left or right? Say a direction!"
You can imagine, or from experience, you  know the rest of this conversation between the driver and the passenger.
Our takeaway?  Be careful who you let give you directions.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Purse Party

Have you ever heard of a Birken Party?  It's a gathering of people, usually ladies,  who have Birken purses and want to trade them with other Birken purse owners.  These events are so serious  that an authenticator is hired to inspect the Birken purses, so no fake purses are passed off as genuine.  It is reported that these purses can cost as much as $10,000 each!   Of course, I have never attended such a party and I don't know if I  have ever seen a Birken bag.  I don't travel in those shopping circles, but that's okay with me.    Dooney & Bourke is more my style, but I also have some bags from Burlington Coat Factory.  To each his/her own when it comes to shopping.  Different things are important to different people. 
Ladies, what's the highest amount of money you would spend on a purse? What's the highest amount of money you have spent on a purse?
Smiles,
Sylvia

Under Ether

This week, an acquaintance and I discussed vacation time shares, their advantages, and their limitations.  It was dizzying to hear about the blackout times, the annual fees, trading vacation weeks, and other details.  She cautioned me about some  salespeople who leave out information you later wish they had told you.  She believes that she and her husband made some time share purchase mistakes because of the salesperson's pitch.  She told me, "He had us under the ether." 
This term made the writer in  me take notice, so I asked her what it meant.  She explained that the sales pitch was so powerful that they were anesthetized (under ether), so they signed off on the package when they could have gotten a better deal.
Wishing you sound business transactions and a blessed day,
Sylvia

Memory Holders

Many people have loved ones who have passed  from life to physical death.  These loved ones are warmly remembered and their presence is missed.  However, we may continue to hold on to a piece of that loved one.  It may be an item the loved one owned and used while he or she was here.  It may be something the loved one gave you, or it may be a special photo of the loved one.  Whatever it is, when  we see or handle the item, it evokes special memories of our departed one. Take a  minute.  You can probably think of  more than one of these memory holders.  I thank God for good memories of  people who have blessed my life.
Take care,
Sylvia

Childhood Homes

Have you ever returned to the house or apartment of your childhood?  Have you ever returned to view your childhood bedroom?  If you have, the house and the bedroom probably seemed small to you.  This was my experience when I went into our old family house.  The rooms seemed small and my old bedroom seemed so tiny.  It's hard to believe that my sister and I successfully shared  such a tight space.  As adults now in our own homes, we are accustomed to much more space.  In our current houses, some of us even have private bathrooms. Remember when everyone in the house used the same bathroom?
If you do visit your childhood house, it may not seem that familiar after all this time,  but you will probably see one spot in the house that will bring back a warm memory.  Maybe it's the heating grate you stood on to get warm, or the initials you carved in the banister, or the staircase step that creaked when you did not want it to...
Smiles,
Sylvia

Mommy Calling Cards

Do you know about Mommy Calling Cards?  They are special business cards used for setting up play dates for children.   Play dates are specific times to play, usually arranged by mothers,  so their children can play with other select children.  The children are typically transported to the home of a selected child or a chosen venue.  There, they play for a certain amount of time.  Sometimes, the mothers who bring their children stay and have a social of their own while the children play.
When I was a child, we did not have Mommy Calling Cards.  If I wanted to play with another child who lived on a nearby street, I would ask my mother, "Mom, can I go over Jane's house and play?"   Mom would reply, "Did you finish your homework and your chores?  Is it okay with Jane's mother for you to come over?  Do I need to call her?"   If my answers were satisfactory, my mother would caution, "Be back before the streetlights come on." 
I guess I was my own calling card.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Tell the Truth

What's the best way to handle the situation when a person lies to you?  Do you call the person on the lie right away?  Do you wait for a more opportune time and place?  Do you ignore the lie?  Do you plan to ignore the person in the future?  Do you tell others that the person is a liar?
Perhaps it depends on the relationship you have with that person. When one of my elementary students told a lie, I addressed it by explaining why it was wrong to lie and the far-reaching negative consequences of a lie.  After that, we could get to the truth.   That usually worked, unless it was a student who would tell a lie and then deny, deny, deny.
Prayer helps.
Take care,
Sylvia

Pawnshop Predictions

A recent magazine article noted that in the year 2006, pawnshop owners noticed a change in their types of customers.  More and more of these customers were middle class and upper middle class in terms of earnings.  Prior to 2006, most customers were those who made less money. The article stated that this trend fueled predictions that our economy was taking a turn for the worse.  Five years later,  we see what has happened.  Under today's economic circumstances,  those who have jobs and those who are able to make ends meet should be thankful.  We may not be able to get everything we want, but if we have what we need, we are blessed. 
Keep the faith,
Sylvia

Food Labels

 A recent newspaper article reported that new food labels are being promoted by our country's Food and Drug Administration.  These labels will give a better breakdown of  what's in our foods so that consumers can use these facts to fight obesity.  Some think the food companies are resistant to this disclosure because it might hurt their profits. The thought is that consumers will have better knowledge and be more conservative about what foods they buy. I don't know about all of that, but I like to read labels because I like information about what's in my food.  Much of the time, I pay attention to the listed amounts of salt, fat, calories, sugars, and nutrients. However, if it's something I really want, I may read the nutrition label after I have consumed the food.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Ten Random Questions

In all of your life:
How many cars have you had ?
How many houses/apartments have you lived in?
How many jobs have you had?
How many children have you raised?
How many surgeries have you had?
How many pairs of eyeglasses have you had?
How many washing machines have you purchased?
How many refrigerators have you purchased?
How many personal email addresses have you used?
How many beds have you purchased?
You may be surprised at how many of the answers you easily recall, and how many you do not.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Phone Tale

While at the movie theater today, I searched my purse for a mint to serve as my movie snack.  Movie theater food is expensive for what it is, so I usually don't splurge on it.  I have heard some people say that they prepare and sneak their own food into the movies: popcorn, candy, sandwiches, even chicken dinners.  In fact, I did smell some homecooked food at a theater one evening. That's a tale for another day.
In my search for a mint in my purse today, I found all the usual contents, and one unusual  item.  It was my house cordless phone!  Before I  left home to go to the theater, I made a call and must have put the phone in my purse instead of returning it to the phone base.  Of course, I did not have to worry about my house phone ringing during the movie.  It was too far from its power base and could not make a connection.  Remember the corded telephones we had before cordless phones came about?  This would not have happened with one of them!
Smiles,
Sylvia

Manners

It is quite refreshing to interact with  young people who are polite and appreciative.  When I was growing up, most parents insisted on these words from their children:
"May I please have..."
"Thank you."
"No, thank you."
"Excuse me, please."
"Please pass the..."
This polite behavior was reinforced by teachers in the classrooms, and parents approved of the practice. Parents would remind the children, "Act like you have good manners,"  or,  "Mind your manners."
Fortunately, some parents still insist on good manners and appreciation from their children.  Lovely.
Have a good weekend,
Sylvia

Close Calls

"That was a close call!"
 Have you ever said these words?   Many of us have.   Maybe you almost crashed into the rear of a vehicle, but applied your brakes in time.  Maybe the cooking pot on your stove was just about to boil over, but you saw it and caught it just in time to avoid a mess.  Maybe your earring came off and was about to go down the kitchen drain, but you grabbed it out of the dish water at the last minute.  Maybe the toddler was about to topple off the sofa, but you caught him before harm could come. Maybe you felt the crackle of lightning a second before you got out of the storm and into shelter.  Maybe you were choking on some food and a person's quick thinking action helped you out.
Some people say that coming out on the right side of close calls is attributable to angels sent by God.  Others credit good luck.  Others point to fate, or the law of the odds.  I am thankful for coming out on the safe side of many close calls.  Have you had any close calls lately?
Take care,
Sylvia

Layaway

This morning I heard that a major toy store chain is providing layaway for toys in time for this Christmas season.  The terms are a 20%  down payment, a $5 service fee, and 90 days to complete the total payment.  I wonder how many of our young people, both parents and children, know about layaway.  Many Baby Boomers surely know about layaway. Our parents used this method to get not only toys, but items for the house and clothing.  As a child, it gave me something to look forward to, because with layaway, you did not get the items right away.  The store put the items aside for you and you made payments  until the items were completely bought.  I would accompany my mother to the store when she made payments.  Sometimes the clerk would bring the items out so we could see them.  This would make me even more excited to be good and  make sure I earned what my parents worked hard to get. Bringing back layaway is probably a good economic idea.  Delayed gratification is also a good concept in today's society.  For many in my generation, layaway was the only way we could make certain purchases long ago.
Take care,
Sylvia

Wear and Tear

A recent health report reveals that the fingers, hands, and thumbs of  lots of us are wearing out.  The report  points to popular technology as the reason for this.  We also excessively angle our wrists with our phones, pads, keyboards, and other devices.  It is interesting to note the number of people seen walking while peering at and typing on their communications devices.  Who knew that thumbs could be so efficient at hitting tiny keys on keypads?  Thumbs used to mainly help us anchor pencils during penmanship lessons.   I wonder what body parts received the most stress 50 years ago, or 100 or more years ago.    Our country used to be more agricultural, so maybe backs, knees, and shoulders were overworked.   For a while, our country had more assembly line industry, so feet and arms might have been strained. One thing is certain, no matter how we use these bodies to do our daily work and communication, they will eventually wear out. They are not meant to last forever. In the meantime, we do well to take care of them so we can enjoy them for as long as we can.
Take care,
Sylvia

Autumn

There is definitely a chill in the air.  There should be, since the date is October 3rd.  September 23rd marked the beginning of autumn.  Goodbye for now to the hot and sweaty summer.  The leaves have started to turn and the fur on the squirrels has grown full; their bushy tails  twitch as these animals cavort in the yard.  Time to pull out the warm pajamas, sleep socks, and blankets.  The time to has come to close the storm windows and remove or cover the air conditioning units.  The time to rake the leaves is fast approaching.  It is also time to think about the annual question:  "How long will the socks, blankets, sweaters, and sweatshirts suffice before we  have to turn on the heat in the house? "
Smiles,
Sylvia

Red Shoes

Sometimes we find treasured items we  thought we had  lost forever.  When we find these items, we experience joy.  It is extremely cool when we find an item we were not looking for at the time; it simply shows up. It's like the item says to us, "See, I was here all the time.  You looked every place else but here!" Sometimes we find an earring we thought we would never see again.  Sometimes we find a favorite article of clothing, or a pen, or a book,  necklace,  or ring.  This week, I looked at the lapel on my jacket and noticed that my favorite pin,  a pair of bright red glittery shoes with pump heels, was missing.  I have retraced my steps from the last time I saw it, but so far it is still missing.  It probably fell off my jacket when I tossed it somewhere.  I am not stressing over it, though.  When I least expect it, my red shoes pin will probably turn up. I will be happy to have it again.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Treats

I just returned from the university, where I picked up and returned my teen.  Nothing major, we simply needed to have a catching-up-with-you chat.  We talked (I mostly listened) as we went to a couple of stores and we also did some window shopping.  Then, we went to one of our favorite shops: Carl Fischer Candies.  The enticing scent of quality chocolate caressed our senses  as soon as we entered.  I absolutely enjoy the look, scent, and taste of good chocolate!   This shop makes their own chocolate treats, and they do it so well.  They also have other delightful candies.  Before we left the shop, my  teen bit into a dark chocolate- covered piece with a raspberry jelly center and went into a trance.  Before I sat down to write this post, I enjoyed a chocolate-covered caramel marshmallow treat.  It was so good it made me want to sing!
Sometimes, all you need is a little bit of chocolate.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Dead Squirrel

There was a show on recently that showed video clips.  Most of them were of  adorable babies and animals.  I guess they were submitted by the public, because I'd  seen a few of the clips on UTube.  The babies were precious, but one clip showed a cute little girl who looked like she was about 3 to 5 years old.  She was cuddling a dead squirrel  while responding to the person (her dad?)  who was recording the video.  She said that the dead squirrel was her pet.  She seemed happy as she repeatedly cooed, stroked the dead squirrel, and chucked its neck.  This made the head of the squirrel  bob up and down. She played with the squirrel's tail and nuzzled the lifeless animal. The squirrel was just being, well, dead.  After a while, the  little girl was instructed to put the squirrel back on the ground. 
Although I would not let my child have such close contact with a dead squirrel, I was impressed with the gentleness and innocence of the little girl.  I had to shudder after I saw the clip, though.  A dead squirrel?
Take care,
Sylvia

Car Care Place

At a car maintenance place, as I listened to one worker tell  me what things needed to be done to my car, another worker walked up and said softly, "Lend me five dollars."  I thought he was talking to his coworker, so I ignored him.  He looked at me, repeated the sentence, and I jokingly replied, "Why don't you lend me  five dollars?"  He said, "That's not a yes or a no."  I laughed and said, "I'm a  retired teacher and I am broke."  He jerked his head at my remark, smiled at me and said, "You know, you look like a teacher."  Then he walked away.  I finished my business there and left, but I now wonder how he meant what he said.
What does it mean that I look like a teacher?  I wasn't wearing a school uniform.
What does a teacher look like?
Why is he asking customers to lend him money?  Is he joking?
Does he mean lend or give?  One you pay back and the other you don't.
All I know is, the car maintenance place was all the way live that day!
Smiles,
Sylvia

Gotta Go

I was at the gym earlier. At the end of her workout, one of the members decided to use the restroom at the gym before leaving.  She said, " I'd better use the restroom here because I'm going to this new place and I don't know where the restroom is located there."   I cannot remember what place she was going to, but her remark reminded me of something I am in the habit of doing.  Whenever I go to a new restaurant, mall, theater, store, etc,  I always check to see where the restrooms are located.  Maybe I do this because of my elementary teaching experience.  On class trips, teachers have to quickly find out where the lavatories are located.  This is because as soon as you get your 20-plus students off the yellow school bus, one of them will say, "I have to use the bathroom."  This prompts the others to chime in with the same need.  I guess this training developed my skill of restroom detection.  As my sister will tell you, "If you want to know where the restroom  is in this place, just ask Sylvia!"
Smiles, and have a great weekend!
Sylvia

Decisions Made

Sometimes we make decisions without thinking we do.  When we receive time-sensitive mail offers which we don't open or read, we have made a NO decision about those mail offers.  When someone asks us to call and we do not commit to doing so, we may have already made the decision not to call.  When we continue to write the same task on our daily task list until it is too late to do the task, we have made the NO decision about that task.  When we bring home a sweet treat that our current diet does not allow, we have likely made the decision to have that treat anyway.
Happy decision-making today!
Smiles,
Sylvia

Missing Forks

This is what I call a house mystery.  In the kitchen drawer where I keep the spoons, knives, and forks, something happens.  Every few months, I stock the drawer with a set that has the same number of tablespoons, teaspoons, forks, and knives.  Mysteriously, there  always fewer forks in the drawer after a period of time.  I ask my family members, "What happened to the forks?  I know I put in the drawer the same number of forks as I did spoons and knives."  My family members always respond, "I don't know."  Somebody knows.  The forks do not just walk away. 
Do you have any house mysteries?
Smiles,
Sylvia

Weekend Away

It is so refreshing to take a break from your daily routine and get away.  Even if you escape your schedule for a weekend only, you can feel renewed.  Last weekend, I was able to take a trip to upstate New York's Finger Lakes region.  Most of my New York experience is with NYC, but there is a totally different flavor in the Finger Lakes area.  Views I enjoyed: green, perfectly-cut grass, livestock, farms, crops, clear bodies of water, fresh air, open spaces, quaint Main Streets, and quiet. We stopped in Corning, NY, where we toured the Corning Museum of Glass.  Next, we went to Waterloo, NY, where we did 2 overnights.  We journeyed on to Canandaigua, NY, where we toured Rose Hill Mansion and the NY Culinary Center.  Then we went to Casa Larga in Fairport, NY and had dinner in Belhurst Castle in the evening.  Our last day of the weekend trip included a boat excursion on Lake Skaneateles-pronounced Skinny-AT-tel-lis.  Except for Waterloo, I had never heard of these towns.  There was lots of history and lots of relaxing fun in a different environment.  Nice...
I am back in my routine now, trying hard to keep the relaxed feeling.  So far, so good!
Smiles,
Sylvia

My Talented Brother, Alfred

I have one last sibling to tell you about: my brother Alfred.  He and I are are the closest in age; I am the oldest and he is about a year and a half after me.  Al is intense and analytical.  We joke that he will read every word in a newspaper.  He also has a wry sense of humor. He is gifted with machines and tools.  He is gifted with computers.  In fact, he just saved my laptop from the crazy things I inadvertently did to it.  He very patiently explained to me, in terms I could understand, what I now need to do to keep my laptop running efficiently.  If you want to tell him something, be prepared to  be precise in your delivery.  He will usually recall the details even if you do not.  If Al tells you that he will do something for you, trust that he will put forth his best effort to make it happen. My brother Alfred is another one of my blessings.
Take care,
Sylvia

A Magic Pill

I know I am late to the party, so to speak, but I just viewed the movie, Limitless. The gist of it is that a small, clear pill allows one to use the 70 or so percent of the human brain that we do not use.  As a result, people who take the pill become super creative, successful, and productive.  They even get enhanced physical abilities. The pill is not on the  mainstream market and has not been tested.  The lead actor takes the pill, stops dragging his feet, and immediately completes his first draft of what becomes a best selling novel.  He becomes a genius in the stock market and business.  He becomes rich and sought after by both good and unfortunately, bad people.  It is later revealed that  if you develop a habit of taking the pill, then you stop taking the pill, you get sick and die.
At first, I wondered if I would take such a pill, even if temporarily.  I could finish my next few novels in a couple of weeks.  I could learn to speak several languages in one day. I could make lots of money to pay all my bills, travel and buy property, and donate to family, the church, others.  Yet, when I weighed the consequences of an untested substance in my body, and what I might have to do to get a steady supply, I concluded I would not take the pill.  Would you?

Eating in the Dark

Is low lighting one of the marks of a restaurant's exclusiveness?  I have dined at a few fancy establishments and found they had low lighting in common.  At one such place, the lights were so low that I had to use my mini-key chain flashlight to read the menu.  When the food arrived, I had to peer closely to determine if I was about to fork a mound of fancy mashed potatoes or squash.  I thought it was just me, but each of my dining partners felt the same way.  Part of the dining experience is the presentation of the food, so it seems strange to have to peer at your plate to identify your food.  I will say that the meals at these dimly-lit restaurants were delicious, as well as expensive.  Maybe they could use some of their profit to bump up the lighting.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Grace

I chuckle to myself as I write this post because my pupils are still dilated from this morning's  eye exam.  Everything is so bright that I squint to make sure I type the correct letters. What is that yellow solution that eye doctors use, anyway?  The effects last so long...
We recently made it through Hurricane Irene and the flooding of the Delaware River.  Fortunately, the street where I live did not get any water, but the section near me  was flooded and people had to be evacuated.  They have been able to return to their homes.  During worship service yesterday, we offered prayers for the many in our area and in other towns who lost loved ones and property.  Many have to start over again.   We also prayed for our country and  all of those whose lives were touched personally  by the 9/11 tragedy.  Ten years  ago yesterday, I was in a third grade classroom with my students, watching in disbelief at the events unfolding on the television screen.  Even though my mind raced, I had to be calm so my students would be calm.  They looked to me to make sense of it.  It was hard.
When we think of all the situations we have been brought through, it makes us marvel and give thanks for His grace.
Take care,
Sylvia

White Pants

 I wear what I like to wear.  I ignore lots of fashion trends and rules that state when one should wear what colors.  For example, there is a  rule that you should not wear white skirts or pants after Labor Day.  I do not know who made that rule, but I remember first hearing it when I was a teenager.   What are the consequences of being caught in violation of  that rule?  A fashion violation ticket?  An order to turn in all one's white clothes by August 31st of each year?
I recently purchased a pair of white denim jeans; they were on sale, of course.  I got them to wear to an  event  this coming Saturday, 5 days after Labor Day.    When I got home, I checked them out and discovered that the clerk had not removed  the security device on the jeans after I paid for them.  The warning written on the device announced that a black dye would burst out  if I tried to remove the device  myself.  This would ruin the white jeans.  For a minute, I thought about the no white pants after Labor Day rule.  Then, I took the pants back to the store and had the device removed.  I still plan to wear them this weekend.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Talking

Have you ever been in a mostly one-sided, but friendly conversation that you needed to end?  Maybe you needed the conversation to end because you had to meet a time deadline, or you had to complete another task, or the person was talking you into a coma.  What's a good and polite strategy?  You could say,  "Nice talking to you, but I have to run."  Then you could start walking away from the talker.  Imagine if the talker then says, "I'll walk with you to your car. I have plenty of time. We can keep talking on the way."  I guess you could walk to your car, but what if the talker continues talking while you get into your car?  Maybe you could say, "See you later. Take care."  Then, you could start your car and drive off slowly.  If  the person gets it, does not continue to talk and follow after, and does not get offended, you can consider this strategy a successful one. 
Smiles,
Sylvia

Hair Theft

Last week's news reported on a new trend for thieves: hair theft.  Thieves break into hair supply stores or hair shops and steal weaves/extensions made from human hair.  The video showed one theft in which thieves drove a car through a glass door of a hair shop, got out of the car, crawled under the beam of an anti-theft device, skipped the synthetic hair, and grabbed packages of human hair weaves/extensions.  A few wigs were taken, but mostly hair extensions.  One shop owner was not surprised at this new trend, due to the popularity of these hair styles.  Owners of hair supply shops are ramping up their security measures.   I guess the thieves sell the hair to individual customers or to other  hair store owners.  I do not wear a weave/extensions, and I think how a woman wears her hair is her business.  However, if I were interested in getting a weave/extensions put in my hair, I would be mighty suspicious if someone on the street tried to sell me hot hair.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Charges

During the recent storm news, a reporter in a  major city showed a video clip of two young men.  They looked to be about college age.  They were dressed in yellow rain slickers, rain hats, and boots.  They were on  a flooded main street, carrying inflatable canoes.  It looked as  if they intended to have fun by paddling down the main street. The camera showed police officers warning the young men to retreat from this dangerous area.  The water was rushing and  visibility was not good.  Next, the clip showed  the two young men getting handcuffed and put into a police wagon.  The reporter said the police officers charged the young thrill-seekers with lack of common sense. The reporter said the officers probably released  the two young men  later, and that there was no such charge as lack of common sense.  Can you imagine if lack of common sense was a legitimate legal charge?   Lots of people would probably be arrested daily.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Fruit of the Loom

Have you seen the Fruit of the Loom commercials for ladies?  The ads feature 4 pieces of fruit/produce that sing, play musical instruments, and chant.  The lead performer is the man in the apple suit.  He actually has a nice singing voice, and he looks so sincere.  He also plays the piano, and one of the characters plays a bass in one commercial. The man in the grapes suit is quite serious.  I have not been able to identify the man in the green suit, produce-wise.  He may represent lettuce or an artichoke.  I think the other produce represented is a smaller and different cluster of grapes. The commercial message is one of support and praise for women of all types and sizes.  They term they use is: flawless. 
Smiles,
Sylvia

Soap

Have you ever seen a bar of soap that had no center?    While on an overnight stay at a conference hotel  last week, I noticed a box with a soap bar in it, but it looked odd.  The soap box had an oval hole in the middle.   When I picked it up,  I saw  through the box as well as through the middle of the bar of soap inside. The note on the box explained that this innovation was a "waste reducing" soap that addressed the problem of  regular soap bars: the unused center.  Maybe this product was not made for people like me, because I use every last piece of a bar of soap.  When the centers are left, I mash them together and keep on lathering until all the soap is used.  I do this because  I was raised in the era of "Waste not, want not."
The soap with the hole in the center did smell great, though.
Smiles,
Sylvia

7 Days

Here is something to think about.  In the past seven days, our region has experienced an earthquake, a hurricane, a tornado sighting/warning, and  flooding.  What an awesome weather sequence!  These weather occurrences are not a regular happening in this area, and it is humbling to recognize that we can take precautions, but we do not control the weather.  By contrast, the last two days  have been sunny, with low humidity, comfortable and calm.  I am thankful for the calm...
Take care,
Sylvia

Clean Money

Long ago, when my mother taught me how to do the family laundry, she stressed the importance of checking the pockets of the clothes before they were placed into the washer.  This was important, because family members would sometimes leave items  that should not go into the washing machine in their pockets . Bubble gum was a problem with the children, as was candy.  Sometimes a family member would leave an ink pen in a clothing pocket- a disaster.  Some change, usually pennies, would surface.  Every now and then, paper money would get washed inside the pocket of  a piece of clothing.  It was a sad event when the paper money  became bleached or torn past the point of taping it back together.   Recently, I discovered a very clean half of a ten dollar bill in the dryer.  I didn't throw it away because  I keep hoping the other half of the ten dollar bill will turn up.  I have lots of tape.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Ice Cream Truck

My window is open, and I hear the music of the ice cream truck outside.  This brings back childhood memories.  We children would all play with gusto outside, because this was a time when our mothers told us to go outside and play.  We did not sit around in the house unless we were sick.  We played until the ice cream truck with its  magical song turned onto our street.  Then, we'd all start screaming at the top of our lungs, "Ice cream man!"  This was to implore our parents to give us money for the cold treat.  The fortunate children would  quickly receive a quarter or some other change from an adult and buy a treat.  The children who took a  longer time  to get money would  run after the truck while hollering, "Wait! wait, ice cream man!"  Most of the time, the ice cream man would stop. Bomb pops, butter pecan real ice cream scoops on sugar or waffle cones, popsicles, water ice, sundaes, and banana splits.  Those are some of the treats I remember from the ice cream truck.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Earthquake

Those of us in the eastern part of the country have earthquake stories today! For many, today's earthquake was their first, as they do not occur often here and are rare  to be of such magnitude in this region of the country.
I was in a dollar store talking with a friend.  She leaned slightly on a shelf in the paper goods section, and the shelf shifted.  I said, "Girl, stop leaning on that shelf, it might fall."  We chuckled; neither one of us had an idea of what was happening.  At the same time, I heard what I thought was an airplane flying over the store, and I also felt a little dizzy. I thought it was hunger, since I was overdue to eat my lunch.  We paid for our purchases and walked to the parking lot, still chatting.  There, a man asked us, "Did you ladies feel anything during the earthquake?  My car was shaking as I drove here!"  We replied that we knew nothing about an earthquake.  It was not until we got to our homes that we realized what we experienced  in the dollar store was an earthquake's tremor! Wow! I am so thankful it was not worse.
Do you have an earthquake story for today?
Take care,
Sylvia

Jeans

I heard a woman say that she paid $200 for a pair of jeans, but the cost did not bother her because the jeans came with a  5 year warranty.  I like jeans and wear them often, but I was not aware that jeans came with 5 year warranties.  I am partial to Dooney & Bourke  purses, they are one of my very few splurges.  I know they come with a one year warranty.  Some of my friends have the brand of purses that start with the letter C, and tell me that their warranties are for longer periods of time.   I guess it just depends on what you want.  I am too cheap to pay $200 for a pair of jeans.  I really like jeans, but even the $100 jeans are not for me.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Think Fast!

Have you ever seen someone do something wrong or act in a suspicious manner?  You may not think the behavior is life threatening, but it does look shady, or against the rules.  Did you keep watching?  Did you intercede?  Did you report it?  Did you try to talk the person out of it, maybe give the person a better option?
Examples:
You see a person eat the grapes at the supermarket, but not pay for the grapes.
You see a person switch the tags on  garments in a clothing store.
At a hotel, you see a person fill an entire, large personal cooler with ice from the machine, right under the sign that prohibits this practice.
You see a moving driver with his pet dog sitting between the driver and the steering wheel.
You see a driver who is texting or talking on the cell phone while driving.
One time at a grocery store,  I saw a person who looked like he was trying to put a roast chicken inside his jacket.   I only noticed because he kept handling the chicken, opening his jacket, putting the chicken back, looking around, and handling the chicken again.  I was so stunned that I did not know what to do at first.  Before I could think, a store security guard, who must have been  watching, moved in and handled the situation.  Unfortunately, I did not think fast.  What would you have done?
Take care,
Sylvia

Hurry

The best way for me to make sure  tasks go wrong is for me to be in a hurry when I do them.  The elders used to tell us, "Take your time and do it right."  They were correct, as usual.  The older I get, the more I understand their advice.
If I hurry to put on a pair of panty hose, I will make a  run or a hole in them.
If I hurry while I wash the dishes, I will break a glass or a plate.
If I hurry with my homework, I will make mistakes.
If I hurry while I read directions, I will  misunderstand them.
If I hurry when I polish my nails, I will polish my cuticles and the sides of my fingers as well as my fingernails.
I am sure there are some things I do well in a hurry, like get inside when I see lightning, but I do most tasks better if I take my time.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Save The Children

I may have heard this wrong on the news this morning, at least, I hope I did.  Someone allegedly listed a 13 year-old on a popular Internet merchandise/services site.  The teen was listed as a Free Item.  Also, the teen was described as one who does nothing (is lazy)  and who is mainly interested in receiving and using tech gadgets.  When did it become okay to give children away?  Maybe this was a joke by a parent to shake his/her child up.  There are better and safer ways to accomplish wake-up calls for children.  A lot of the time, the way a child behaves by age 13 has a lot to do with how that child from the beginning was shaped by the primary caregivers. 
Save the children.
Take care,
Sylvia

Old Home Remedies

There are several seniors whose company I enjoy.  They teach me some things.  They remind me of other things and earlier times.  Last week, I was in a conversation with some senior ladies and the topic turned to southern home remedies.  Some mainstay items in the medicine cabinets of  these early households  were  familiar to all of us.
Castor oil was for colds. It was taken by mouth, and it was hard to swallow.  Every time you belched, you could taste it.    You could taste it even if it had been mixed into orange juice before you drank it.
Rubbing Alcohol was for skin irritations, like bug bites.  It was also for disinfecting wounds.  It burned.
Petroleum Jelly was  used as a moisturizer and ash eraser.  It was also good for scalp dryness and to prevent chapped lips.
Vicks Rub was rubbed on the chest for colds and under the noses for stopped-up noses. Some people ate it for sore throats, but you were not supposed to do that.
Cod Liver Oil was used as a tonic to keep children strong.  A tablespoon was given every morning.  It smelled fishy and was hard to swallow.
Mercuricrome was used for minor cuts and scrapes.  It did not burn and it made an iridescent glow on the skin. I don't think you  can buy it these days because I think it has mercury in it.
You may not know about these remedies, but maybe your parents, older relatives, or older adults friends know about them.  Maybe they can tell you about other home remedies. Why not ask?
It could make for a lively and informative conversation!
Take care,
Sylvia

Is That You?

"I thought that was you!"
Have you ever said that to someone  after he/she approached you?   You saw this person, but you were not sure if it was who you thought it was.  Or you saw this person, but you did not feel  like speaking for some reason.  Maybe you were in a hurry.  Maybe the person is not one of your faves.  Maybe you think the person likes to have long, gossipy conversations.   Maybe you think the person has bad breath.
"I thought that was you!"  Have anyone ever said that to you after you first spoke to them?  What did you honestly think?
Once time, I said, "I thought that was you!"  to an elderly acquaintance who approached  me first.  She replied, "Well, if you thought it was me, why didn't you just walk over and speak to me? Why did I have to speak to you first?"
She had a good point.  I have since corrected this behavior.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Diaper Changes

 There are so many choices now for parents who have babies in diapers.  There are diapers for squirmy babies, pull up diapers, diapers with happy decorations on them, diapers that can carry heavy volumes of the stuff diapers hold.  There are diapers which keep the contents secure.  All of these diapers are disposable, too. Wow...
Back in the day, when I started changing babies' diapers, things were a lot different.  Then, diapers were made of cloth.  They came in one size and in one color: white.  They had to be fastened with plastic-topped diaper pins, or large safety pins, if we did not have diaper pins.  Once on the baby, the cloth diaper had to be covered by a plastic cover panty, which I cannot remember the name of right now.  It had openings for the baby's legs to go through. The hardest part is that the old diapers were not disposable.  You had to empty them out before laundering them.  Times were tight.  Most mothers knew how many diapers they had, so it was best not to attempt to secretly throw away a soiled  diaper because you did not want to clean and recycle it.  Today, those who change babies' diapers have it a lot easier!
Smiles, and enjoy your weekend!
Sylvia

Lessons Learned

Many years ago, I gave my third graders a writing assignment: What Lesson Have You Learned Lately?
After much discussion, my students began to write.  I remember some of the responses. Here are partial versions of some:
I learned not to jump on my mom's bed.  It is helpful to me because you will get your butt whipped and it won't be pretty.  Believe me, it won't be pretty. 

Do not look at tv when told not to.

I learned that it is not good to spin around the living room floor because I do not like to hit my head on the kitchen table.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Greeting Cards

Greeting cards have become so well written over the past several years.  There are some companies that create cards that say exactly what you want to express.  It's like the card text writers were in your head when the card was created.  Audio cards have become popular.  You can even record your voice message in a greeting card. Some of  the cards are so perfect that they are keepers, so you save them to read again and again.  I have a box of these cards; it is hard to part with them.  They are special because of the givers, the occasion, and the sentiment they express. 
Perhaps you also have some special keeper greeting cards.  Perhaps one of your loved ones has a card you have given to him/her that is a keeper.
Take care,
Sylvia

Spared

Sometimes we focus more on the bad things that happen to us more than the bad things from which we are spared.  Today, I backed my small car out of a parking lot space at the same time that a large truck was backing out of its parking space.  Of course, I checked before I put my car in reverse, but saw nothing.  I checked again while backing and stopped when  I saw the rear of a truck quickly heading for my driver side window.  If my window had been down, I could have touched the back of the truck without sticking my full forearm out.  I blew my horn and the truck stopped.  It was a close call.  I was spared from a bad circumstance, and I audibly gave thanks for being watched over.
You can probably think of a recent time when you were spared from a bad circumstance because you were being watched over and protected.
Giving thanks,
Sylvia

Congratulations

This past weekend, I had the pleasure of attending a celebration for a remarkable young lady.  She is a faithful Christian with a quiet, observant nature.   I watched her grow up in the church.  Long ago, she was a student in my teen Bible Class.  She has been awarded a Master's Program study opportunity in another country, and I believe this is a blessing.  We celebrated her because of her accomplishments and because of who she is and because of how much more she will grow.   It is great when you get to watch young people push forward and  use their talent to do what is right and what will help others.
Like her father stated at this event in her honor,  "I am hound dog happy and peacock proud!"   All of her well-wishers felt the same way!
Take care,
Sylvia

Ignore, Pray

Sometimes, an effective way to deal with  the negative behavior of others is to ignore the behavior so as not to reinforce it by giving it attention.  For example, a person makes teasing remarks to you because he/she  wants to get on your nerves. If you ignore this behavior, it may diminish, because the teaser does not get the desired reaction from you. 
Sometimes it is best to say a prayer for the person with the negative behavior, as well as for yourself.  For example,  drivers who nose their vehicles out of a parking lot just enough to be in a lane of  passing traffic,  and then  stop.  They cannot enter the lane because of traffic, but they can cause you to veer into the left lane if you can.  This is a problem if there is traffic in the lane to your left.  So, you end up trying to drive around the vehicle that is partially in the right lane and partially in the parking lot. Drive carefully around these motorists and say a prayer.  It is better to say a prayer  than to say something else.
Enjoy your weekend,
Sylvia

Pretty People

A party planner and his client meet to plan for a holiday party.  When they discuss the wait staff at the party, the planner informs the client that it costs more to have  attractive waiters and waitresses work the party.  Non-attractive staff were described as overweight and not pretty or handsome. I think the terms were roly poly,  bellies out, versus models and beautiful people.  Also referred to as more pricey were the wait staff who could speak English well.
Since this was a television program, I do not know if the party planner was joking or not.  I have been to parties with waiters and waitresses, but I can't say I have paid much attention to what they looked like.  I did treat them with respect, because that is the right thing to do.   It seems more important to hire competent party workers than to pay more if they are attractive.  However, I have never given a party where I employed wait staff.  The parties I have given were about good people and good food, and having a plain old good time.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Mom's Birthday

I just returned from a birthday lunch with my mom, my sister, two of my brothers and my sister-in-law.  It was a wonderful blessing to again celebrate our mom's birthday with  her.   She always wants to go to Red Lobster, so that is  where we took her.  She always gets the Admiral's Feast meal, so that's what we encouraged her to order.  She always gets full from the salad and biscuits, so she says she'll take the majority of the entree home for another meal later. We encouraged her to do that today, and she did.  There was lots of laughter and good will.  It was the same mother, the same restaurant, the same meal, several  of the same family members, but even deeper family love.
We all felt blessed.  If your mom is still here with you, send her some love today.  Perhaps you can plan to celebrate her next birthday with her. If your mom is no longer here with you, think of her and give thanks for the good memories you have of her.   If you are a mom, be the best mom you can be.
Take care,
Sylvia

Birthday Gifts

During the first week of August, five of my local loved ones mark their birthdays.  I make sure to get 5 birthday cards and 2 gifts.  I only get gifts for my mom and one friend.  My mom gets a gift because she is my wonderful  mother; no other explanation is needed.  My  one friend gets a gift because she and I have been sister friends since kindergarten, and we long ago established the practice of gifting each other on our birthdays.  The other 3 people are important to me also, but we established the birthday card-giving practice instead.  This is cool with me, because I tend to buy gifts that I like for me as gifts for others.  As a result, a gift for one female friend may become 2 gifts, one for the friend and one for me.  I  did well today, and only purchased gifts for the 2 birthday ladies.   However,  that  does not mean I won't return to the store later this week and buy that adorable  plastic, insulated water cup with the drinking straw attachment for me.  I will simply get the one with the pink trim, since I got my friend the one with the orange trim!
Smiles,
Sylvia

Stings

Tomorrow marks day 7 of my wasp sting.  It happened last Tuesday in the church parking lot.  I was minding my own business, chatting with some of the Noon Prayer service attendees.  I felt something land on my right forearm, so I lightly brushed away what appeared to be a big mosquito.  I thought nothing of it.  A couple of hours later, I felt a stinging soreness in the front of my right thigh.  I checked and saw a puffy reddish spot; it was about 3 inches in diameter.  Because I have been stung by yellow jacket wasps before,  I recognized the sensation.  What I thought had been a mosquito had been a smaller version of a yellow jacket wasp.  Also, it had stung me through my denim jeans!  The insect was small, but the sting was mighty!  I cleansed the spot and got out what I thought was a stinger.  For the next few days, I rubbed alcohol and ice on my thigh to ease the sting and the itch that came after it.  The spot grew to the size of a small saucer and was hard and warm to the touch.  Finally, on day 4, my skin began to look and feel normal.  I guess that wasp did not appreciate being waved off by me.
I know I appreciate the blessing of  healing.
Take care,
Sylvia

Spell Check

Are there a few words that you know you tend to misspell, even though you are a good speller?  It may not be a difficult word to spell, but you always check its spelling in your writing.  For one word: receive, I recite (in my mind)  a chant I learned in elementary school.  I before E except after C...
For another, tomorrow, I write it two ways.  Then I can pick out the correct spelling.  A cappella  is another term I always look up.   Spell checker on a computer is helpful, but the old fashioned dictionary is my most reliable source.
I think I have spelled everything correctly in this post.  Maybe you can think of one of your tricky spelling words.
Enjoy your weekend,
Sylvia

Weighty Matters

I was the "new person"  in a group of  female friends.  During the chatter, one of the women said loudly to her friend, "You have gotten too heavy. You look like you've packed on at least 20 pounds.  You really need to get rid of some of that weight!"  The woman at whom the remark was directed replied, "We may be friends, but you really need to mind your own business!"
I kept my mouth shut, but I did have some thoughts.  Would I have said that to one of my friends?  Why would I say that to one of my friends?   Would I say it out of concern for health reasons?  Would I say that  in a group or would I say that one-on-one?  Don't most adults know when they have gained lots of weight?  Would I want one of my friends to address my weight with me, and if so, under what circumstances?
Some people never give unsolicited advice.  Is that always a good thing?
It would be wise to consider how we say what we say, and when we should say it,  and why we say it.
Take care,
Sylvia

Graduates Brunch

This past Saturday, the  church Scholarship Committee held a wonderful Graduates Brunch.  The honorees were three young ladies who were graduated from high school this June.  All three are lively; all three are lovely; all three are Christian young ladies who participate in church and community activities. They are all headed for college!  Looking at their fresh, wholesome, and expectant faces reminded me of when I was eighteen.  At eighteen, you feel like you can conquer  the world.  You feel invincible.  You think you know, because you have made it through this far, right? 
I pray for these young ladies, and all the young people who are being launched this year.  There are so many more negative influences in the world now than there were 20 or 30 years ago.  At the brunch, many adults gave them sound advice, and for the most part, I think the honorees heard the advice.  I hope they heard and will take advantage of our offer to come to us when they need direction, advice, support, and prayer.
Pray for a teenager today.
Take care,
Sylvia

Product Reviews

Do you read reviews about movies, products, or services?  If you do read reviews, how much  impact do they  have on your decision to purchase?  Are you someone who likes to find out things for yourself?  It seems there is a growing  product review industry, according to a recent report.  I guess that is fine if you want to know what others think of a purchase:  a type of car, an accessory, an article of clothing, a cleaning or other service, some merchandise.  However, a problem could arise if the reviews are slanted by reviewers who are paid to give a negative review or an inflated positive review.  I am not saying that this happens, but what if it sometimes does?  I  may read some product reviews, but they are not the only resource I use before I make a purchase.  It really pays to be a wise consumer, especially these days.  To quote our elders, "Money does not grow on trees!"
Take care,
Sylvia

Cake Smash

Today, I learned about a Cake Smash session.  It is a photo session that commemorates a child's first birthday.  In a studio setting, the parent places the child in front of a themed cake with the number one on the cake.  Then, the parent steps aside and the photographer starts taking pictures of the baby interacting with the cake.  Of course, the child digs into the cake and gets icing all over his/her face  and body while trying to get cake-to-mouth.  The expressions are priceless, and the camera catches them all.  Finally, the child gets full or tired of the exercise and starts to whine.  A few more pictures are taken. Then, the session is over, and the family ends up with a photo collection of the little darling and  his/her first personal birthday cake experience.  I do not remember the cost for all of this, but it seems many parents are willing to pay for this professional photo session.  Would you?
Smiles,
Sylvia 

Rush

I walked past the television yesterday and caught an advertisement  for  back to school supplies.  I know some schools in other states open at the end of August, but it is still July. 
A shopping channel  is featuring women's sweaters and jackets.  Just the thought of wearing anything long-sleeved while I experience the July heat makes me cringe. Another big box store is  offering a layaway program for back to school clothing for children.
One way to look at this is that merchants want us to be prepared.
Another way to look at it is that we are rushing past summer and vacation time, and rushing past fun.
I wonder what the school children think... Everybody in the pool!
Smiles,
Sylvia

Start Your Engines

Sometimes, I find that the latest technology is really cool.   At other times, I cannot figure it out.  There are also days when I have to decide if some technology is good or just unnecessary. 
As I was loading groceries into my car trunk this afternoon, I heard the engine of the truck next to my car start.  This surprised me, because I had looked around before I opened my car trunk and had seen no one near me. I looked at the truck, expecting to see the driver in the front seat, but there was no one in the truck.  Yet, I heard the truck's engine and the air conditioner.  The wacky part of my mind flashed on a Stephen King novel, where the car, I think it was named Christine, came to life and wreaked havoc in a town.  I quickly checked myself and remembered that some new vehicles have a feature that allows one to start the ignition with a remote feature/app.  One does not have to be in the vehicle to start it and turn features on inside the vehicle.  I guess this technology is good if one wants to cool off the vehicle before entering it on a hot day.  I am trying to think of other ways this particular feature would be useful to me.  So far, I have not come up with any others, but I think this heat wave is slowing down my thinking process.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Benefits

 I opened what I thought was my only monthly medical  insurance coverage bill, for dental insurance. Thankfully, my benefits package covers Medical and Prescription.  Imagine my surprise when a bill I expected to be under $50.00 was just shy of $971.00!  Whoa!  Then, I remembered that my former employer switched billing services to another company, so I knew something had gone wrong.  This bill could not possibly be accurate.  Still, I read it carefully and felt compassion for those who have no little or no health insurance benefits.  These costs are enormous!  My incorrect bill had Medical listed at just under $680.00 and Prescription at just under $247.00.  These are monthly amounts.  Until I saw the amounts broken down, I did not fully realize how much money some people have to pay for medical coverage.  No wonder I have heard about some  who are unable to afford their medications and some who must choose to purchase food instead of their medications.
This does not seem right to me.
Take care,
Sylvia

Pyrotechnics

Fiction writers often spend lots of time observing their surroundings and listening to the people they meet.  You never know when you will hear  something interesting that can be woven into a story.  You  have to keep your writing eyes and ears open, though, or you may miss a gem. While in the waiting room of a medical facility this morning, I had a conversation with an interesting person.  Mostly, I listened, because what he shared with me was stuff I did not know.  He is a pyrotechnician.  He engineers and works those fantastic fireworks shows, like the ones we can view at parks during the 4th of July  celebrations.  This man is a licensed professional, and I found out that there is a lot more to a professional fireworks display than lighting a firecracker.  A pyrotechnician has a license that must be renewed annually. The fireworks  shows involve extensive planning and all types of safety precautions before, during, and after the events. I was told that the fireworks practice was brought over by the early colonists from England, where fireworks there were for the exclusive use of the royalty.  I learned about websites that show licensed fireworks celebrations.
Now, let me see how I can slip some of this info  into my developing second novel.  Perhaps some intrigue during  a holiday fireworks show  where the bright lights and exploding sounds provide a distraction for...
Thank you, Mr. Pyrotechnician.
Take care,
Sylvia

Computer Glitch

My siblings were given a generous portion of the computer gene.  In fact, I have a third brother who can practically build a  computer!  More about him later.  Although I am not a computer expert, I do okay for my purposes.  I continue to learn by trial and error, and by asking questions.  However, you can imagine my discomfort a few hours ago when I repeatedly turned on my laptop, and got nothing but two whrrs and a black screen!  I was about to escalate to pre-spazz mode, but I stopped and prayed.  I did not pray for the computer to miraculously heal.  I prayed for grace to calm down and think about what steps to take next.  Prayer worked. I had no doubt that it would work.  With clarity of mind, I remembered the steps an expert had told me to use to troubleshoot in a situation like this.  And now, I am writing my blog post for today.
I am thankful.
Take care,
Sylvia

Brushes

Ladies, here is something I read about:  bacteria can grow on the brushes that we use, so the brushes need to be cleaned.  I am talking about the brushes that we use to apply face powder, bronzer, foundation, eye shadow, and blush.  When I think about it, it makes sense, especially if you wear makeup every day.  I do not, but I know many women who do. One source reports that if you often get skin irritations or acne on your face in the area where you regularly use these brushes, it might be because of your brushes.  I used to throw my brushes away after awhile and buy new brushes, but I discovered that you can wash them.  This is good, because it can be expensive to  keep buying new good-quality brushes.  One source indicated that you can use the dishwasher to clean your brushes, but I do not use a dishwasher.   The old-fashioned way works for me.
So, look at your brushes.  Sniff them.  If they smell salty, you might want to clean them!
Smiles,
Sylvia

Be Still

The current extreme heat, humidity, and thunderstorms reminded me of something. 
When we were children, we played in the rain, but when the thunder and lightning came, we had another practice.  We all sat down in the living room and we were quiet for as long as the storm raged.  The television, radio, iron,  and other appliances were turned off.  Some adults would not talk on the phone during a thunderstorm.  I do not know if this was only a southern tradition, but my friends whose parents migrated here from down south say  they also got inside and  remained quiet and still during thunderstorms.  I seem to remember the adults saying, "Be still and be quiet.  God is talking."  It was a matter of being respectful of God and His power.  That  is actually a sound concept.
It is interesting the things we remember.
Take care,
Sylvia

Complaining

I caught myself today.  While preparing my daily task list, I remembered a writing project I  had reluctantly agreed to do.  The person who asked me sent me a reminder about it on Monday, and I emailed back that I  would have a draft by tomorrow.  When I remembered my email, I started fussing out loud to myself. 
"I knew I should not have said I would do this!"
"The more you do for people, the more they ask you to do!"
"I really do not have time for this!"
Then, a better thought popped in my head, "Do everything without complaining or arguing."  Philippians 2:14 presents a principle  I should follow.  I immediately stopped fussing and took my responsibility for the situation.  No one made me agree to this writing task, I could have declined. 
I am now finished with the writing task and I have emailed it to the person.  I feel humbled and I feel better.  Lesson learned.
Take care,
Sylvia