Monday, May 31, 2010
May 2010
All the symbolism of Spring.
"Yesterday's failures are Today's seeds,
that must be diligently planted to be able to abundantly harvest
Tomorrow's success."
-Unknown
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Sunday, May 23, 2010
In The Blink Of An Eye
And, so, it begins. The youngest, and our only son, begins his journey toward his adult life. It is hard to believe how quickly these years have passed.
The old saying "And then I blinked" has never had more meaning than at this moment. I am thankful and blessed to have had this wonderful boy in my life.
I pray that his future journeys are safe.
And, dear Jacob, remember that along your path of life you may experience detours. Don't be frustrated and impatient, embrace each one. These unplanned adventures may be your greatest moments.
Blink Of An Eye
by Michael Mcdonald and George Perilli
Child, as I look in your eyes
You know my life seems like a minute
There I find living proof
Of all the wonder life holds in it
In the past I thought I had to learn
Any good that comes from this life we're living
Here and now, let us realize
That this life is a gift and it's already been given
Someday when you stand in the middle
Like it or not you're gonna look both ways
You're gonna find that time is a riddle
Where days turn into years
And years into the blink on an eye
Child, once I saw a man on the TV
Lead a nation up a mountain
He said, children, look over yonder
The flame of truth is burning brightly
Sometimes you look so far, there's only so much time
Only so many of us are gonna get there
Here and now is all we really have
But if we can make it count
We got no reason to worry
You're gonna walk that mile
You're gonna be that number
You're gonna make that journey
Just like the good book says
There's a time to be born, a time to cross over
You can be sure it's in the blink of an eye
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Saturday, May 22, 2010
Corporate Watch Dog-Old School
Once in awhile, just to irritate my sister Kelly, I stray from my sentimental and sappy format to go crazy, political. So, consider this your warning to click away now, so as to not ruin your day.
This is Clara.
Clara can't be bought off by your corporate dollars.
Clara isn't impressed by your smooth talk Mr. Lobbyist.
Clara won't back down from you sleazy, lawyer types.
Clara clearly recognizes our politicians on the take.
Clara never lets greed or lust for power influence her decisions.
America needs more Claras.
Looking at Clara I am reminded of those old lessons every mother and grandmother taught. Don't lie, don't cheat, and always wear clean underwear. And, there was definitely no room for selfishness.
Imagine telling Clara, "I'm sorry, but I need you to loan me the last dollar you have otherwise I won't get my multi-million dollar bonus, on top of my multi-million dollar salary this year. I know it is my fault that I ran my business into the ground, but if I fail what will become of you?" Clara would hand him a hoe, and instruct him to work for it.
Or, picture explaining the health care debate to Clara, "I know that your next door neighbor's daughter needs surgery to live, but that is her problem for being poor. I must protect my own self-interest with the health care lobbyists." Clara would have explained to him the meaning of charity back behind the woodshed.
All these lessons from childhood, seem to have been lost somewhere along this journey. We have thrown away our history books, deregulated big business, elected morally corrupt politicians, given corporations the same rights as citizens and angrily declared to not compromise! (because that is what TRUE americans do).
So, instead of doing the right things, we argue like school children. Pouting in our corners because we can't have our way. In the meantime, the world seems to be disintegrating around us.
If Clara were here today, she would smack our heads together and tell us to get over ourselves. She would find us a project that would force us to work side by side. And in the end, it would teach us that we are in this together.
The death of 11 oil workers and the slow, suffering death of our Gulf Coast is the unfortunate lesson of not having the right watch dog over corporations.
If we had a Clara, she would stand watch over BP employees to make sure they worked quickly to repair their error. (Not that this would have EVEN HAPPENED on her watch) She would drag the big shots from their corporate offices to the shoreline, hand them shovels and tell them to start cleaning up their mess. After they were done, Clara would load them up in the back of a slow-moving wagon (so passerbys could wave and say their peace) and drive the corporate officers straight to the prison gates.
This is Clara.
And she approves this message.
In memory of the Deepwater Horizon employees and their families.

This is Clara.
Clara can't be bought off by your corporate dollars.
Clara isn't impressed by your smooth talk Mr. Lobbyist.
Clara won't back down from you sleazy, lawyer types.
Clara clearly recognizes our politicians on the take.
Clara never lets greed or lust for power influence her decisions.
America needs more Claras.
Looking at Clara I am reminded of those old lessons every mother and grandmother taught. Don't lie, don't cheat, and always wear clean underwear. And, there was definitely no room for selfishness.
Imagine telling Clara, "I'm sorry, but I need you to loan me the last dollar you have otherwise I won't get my multi-million dollar bonus, on top of my multi-million dollar salary this year. I know it is my fault that I ran my business into the ground, but if I fail what will become of you?" Clara would hand him a hoe, and instruct him to work for it.
Or, picture explaining the health care debate to Clara, "I know that your next door neighbor's daughter needs surgery to live, but that is her problem for being poor. I must protect my own self-interest with the health care lobbyists." Clara would have explained to him the meaning of charity back behind the woodshed.
All these lessons from childhood, seem to have been lost somewhere along this journey. We have thrown away our history books, deregulated big business, elected morally corrupt politicians, given corporations the same rights as citizens and angrily declared to not compromise! (because that is what TRUE americans do).
So, instead of doing the right things, we argue like school children. Pouting in our corners because we can't have our way. In the meantime, the world seems to be disintegrating around us.
If Clara were here today, she would smack our heads together and tell us to get over ourselves. She would find us a project that would force us to work side by side. And in the end, it would teach us that we are in this together.
The death of 11 oil workers and the slow, suffering death of our Gulf Coast is the unfortunate lesson of not having the right watch dog over corporations.
If we had a Clara, she would stand watch over BP employees to make sure they worked quickly to repair their error. (Not that this would have EVEN HAPPENED on her watch) She would drag the big shots from their corporate offices to the shoreline, hand them shovels and tell them to start cleaning up their mess. After they were done, Clara would load them up in the back of a slow-moving wagon (so passerbys could wave and say their peace) and drive the corporate officers straight to the prison gates.
This is Clara.
And she approves this message.
In memory of the Deepwater Horizon employees and their families.
A prophacy from Chief Seattle:
"Our God is the same God. You may think that you own him as you wish to own our land, but you cannot. He is the Body of man, and his compassion is equal for the redman and the white. This earth is precious to him, and to harm the earth is to heap contempt on its Creator. The whites, too, shall pass - perhaps sooner than other tribes. Continue to contaminate your bed, and you will one night suffocate in your own waste. When the buffalo are all slaughtered, the wild horses all tamed, the secret corners of the forest heavy with the scent of many men, and the view of the ripe hills blotted by the talking wires, where is the thicket? Gone. Where is the eagle? Gone. And what is it to say goodbye to the swift and the hunt? The end of living and the beginning of survival."
CLICK HERE. What BP doesn't want you to see.
CORPORATE BLOCKADE. "But it's not BP's land." OR, IS IT?
Be a Clara, stand up to Corporations.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Say "Cheese"
The Budweiser Clydesdales made a guest appearance today in Mt. Pleasant, Michigan helping local business, and Budweiser distributor, Fabiano Brothers kick off its 125th Anniversary celebration.
I have to admit it, I got sucked in by their show. These beautiful creatures appeared to enjoy their visit as much as we did.
Waiting to begin, it looks like they might be talking about the crowd.
Something like, "look at these crazy people, you would think Michiganders had never seen horses before".
But then, the show begins:
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Fabiano Brothers,
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Michigan,
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Saturday, May 15, 2010
A Perfect Day
A bad day of fishing is better than a good day of work.
-Author Unknown
So, what does a good day of fishing mean?
For my husband, I believe it is Heaven on Earth.
Can I get an "Amen"?
Can I get an "Amen"?
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