Dating Tip

Just a note: I haven't forgotten about this space.  I have a publishing deadline for my second novel that is fast approaching, so I'm trying to wrap up story lines, complete characters, and edit.

Today, I recall a conversation with a young lady. She was distressed because no matter what she did to win the consistent attention of a certain young man, he would not commit to her.  He accepted the invitations, favors/gifts, but he did not reciprocate. I told her what many wise mothers used to say to young ladies years ago, "Don't chase after any man. If a man wants you and sees your value, he'll pursue you. Remember to make sure you treat him the way you'd want to be treated."   How many of you ladies were offered this advice long ago?  How many of you benefited from it?
Smiles,
Sylvia

Stepping Out

This is almost a guaranteed fact: whenever you throw caution to the wind and step outside your home without looking all pulled together, you will be seen by someone.  That someone will want to say "Hello" to make sure it's you looking like you look, in public.  So, the next time you have the idea to run around the corner to the post office, or scoot to the nearby store, or go to your mailbox, or step outside to fetch the daily newspaper, make sure your hair looks halfway decent.  Make sure you have on street shoes and not your house shoes. Make sure you have on a shirt and not just your undershirt. Make sure you have on real pants and not your lounge/pajama pants.
You never know who you might run into.
Smiles,
Sylvia

Birthday 2012

I had the most fun birthday this week.  On birthday morning, I slept late and had a leisurely cup of coffee in our quiet house, because my family members were at school and work.  Then, I had a brilliant idea: I went to the movies and saw The Avengers.  It was a matinee, so the admission cost was reduced and there were only about fifteen people in the theater. Great nostalgia for me, because, along with my brothers, I read the Marvel comics when I was little.  There I was on my birthday afternoon, at the movies, cheering for Thor, HawkEye, Iron Man, The Black Widow, The Hulk, and Captain America.  I even splurged and bought the pretzel bites with cheese sauce! Fun!
Later, my husband treated me to dinner at my favorite Italian restaurant.  I received lots of lovely cards/remembrances/phone calls from friends and other loved ones.
What blessings. I am thankful.
Take care,
Sylvia

Break Time

I was in a strip mall parking lot when I heard a lot of chatter, so I looked in the direction of the noise.  There were about 20  people standing together in a  group. They were mostly females, but I think I saw at least one young man. What stood out at first was that they were all dressed in white jackets and pants.  They appeared to be students from the independent nursing school housed in a building on the mall's campus. I guess they were taking a break. What stood out next is that most of them, if not all, were smoking cigarettes, and yet they were nursing/health care students. Seems kind of ironic that they are learning to take medical care of others.  What about their own health?
Take care,
Sylvia

Consider

Want to make a smile on your face today?  Take a moment to remember when someone did something nice for you.  Maybe this person did something nice you didn't request, but what that person did helped you in some way. Maybe this person did you a favor, or lent you some money, or let you borrow some item of theirs, or cooked for you, or babysat for you, or put in a good word/recommendation for you.  You get the idea. It's nice to have a thankful thought about these acts and do whatever this thought leads you to do for that person.
My dear father used to say, "You should be grateful when someone does something nice for you, because no one has to do anything for you."
Take care,
Sylvia

At the Window

Recently, I read a column in which people wrote about fast food drive up windows. I smiled in agreement at one of the remarks. There were complaints that the worker who took the order over the intercom box was rude, or that the speaker box was not clear, or that the worker didn't speak English well and was hard to understand.  None of these are true to my experience, but this one was: too many of these drive up windows have the menu board too close to the intercom box. One has little time to read the items on the menu before the worker asks you what you want to order.  I'm not a fast food regular, so I'm often unfamiliar with their menu offerings (other than a salad), so it takes me a minute to decide.  But I don't get a minute, it's Welcome to......May I take your order please?  There's only one drive up window in my area where the menu board is several feet away from the intercom order box.  I can read the menu, decide on the fast food least detrimental to my health, and make an unrushed choice.  It's probably good that this is so.  I don't need to eat fast food anyway.
Smiles,
Sylvia