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MY FAVOURITE THINGS, IN IMAGES
Originally published on April 2, 2012. Additional material added:
Jun. 26 and Nov. 7

Okay, I’ll admit it. Am fast approaching the age of 60, on a downhill slide and I DON’T LIKE IT!!
So much to see yet, so much to experience, still and, WHERE DID THE TIME GO????? (Even more importantly, how much time is left?????) Seems we were just busy trying to “get through the day” and before we knew it, that day turned into years, those years turned into decades and, here we are!
Thanks to us, the Baby Boomers, there are some new catch phrases being flung about. Who hasn’t heard “40 is the new 30″, or “50 is the new 40″? So, it follows that we’ll be hearing “60 is the new 50″ (or optimistically even, 40), yes?
I’m certainly gung ho about those! My new favourite? “Grey is the new blonde”. Yes, indeed. After dyeing my hair for over 40 years, I am finally FED UP with the whole thing!
Sorry folks. Much to do and there are only so many hours in the day. 
I shall return! Thank you for your patience. 
Filed under Life
SUNG TO THE TUNE OF ROD STEWART’S “INFATUATION”
Here’s the original video, so you get the idea.

Early in the morning, I can’t sleep
I can’t work, get on the PC
Been lazy all day, can’t concentrate
Better get up, before its too late
Sitting down on my big, fat butt
Hours pass and I say “What”?
Next thing you know the day is gone
And once again the job’s not done
Oh no not again!
This can’t be good
I don’t understand
Procrastination!
Procrastination!
Procrastination!
Procrastination!
Headache pounds like a big bass drum
Losing all equilibrium
It’s so hard in the middle of the week
Motivation is what I need

Oh no not again!
This can’t be good
I don’t understand
Procrastination!
Procrastination!
Procrastination!
Procrastination!
Time to go and get things done
Trouble is, this is too much fun
My own advice can I really heed?
Motivation is what I need

Oh no not again!
This can’t be good
I don’t understand
Procrastination!
Procrastination!
Procrastination!
Procrastination!
Rev it up!


Filed under Computers and Internet, Life, Music

Do you ever feel like you spend far too much time online and that your real life is taking a back seat? Internet addiction seems to be a significant problem in today’s society and at this point, I need to take a few steps back, myself. As of this writing, my computer will be SHUT DOWN completely for several days, so that I may put things in order. My house in particular has been largely neglected and needs some major spring cleaning.
Here’s an interesting article on the subject:
http://www.helpguide.org/mental/internet_cybersex_addiction.htm
How about a little test? My score was 42, so, thankfully, not quite as far gone as I anticipated, LOL:
http://www.netaddiction.com/index.php?option=com_bfquiz&view=onepage&catid=46&Itemid=106
So my friends, I hope to come back refreshed, rejuvenated and caught up, at last.

Filed under Computers and Internet, Life
It used to be that women of a “certain” age were expected to have shorter, more “mature” hairstyles and those of us who kept ours long were considered radicals. (I prefer the term “hippie”, myself.
) Seems that the times are a changin’ now and anything goes. Say thanks to those of us from the Baby Boomer generation; the largest age group on the planet.
The above photo was taken 4 months ago and my hair is even longer now – just about down to my waist in the back.
(Age 57) I have another blonde friend who’s hair is even longer and she’s a few years older than me. A third friend is a bit younger, with similarly long hair. In addition to that, she had the courage to stop colouring it as well and is naturally grey now. Looks very striking!
I’m not that self-confident and still get rid of those roots every 6 weeks or so, LOL.
Here’s a great article I found online, about this very subject. Tell me these mature ladies aren’t beauties!

We’ve all heard the theory that a woman past a “certain age” should never wear long hair, but should rather have a more “age-appropriate” hairstyle. Of course, what is “age appropriate”? The truth is that in today’s world, age is little more than a number and should have nothing to do with a person’s sense of style. Just look at the ladies above: (Article continued below. Click on link)
Never thought I’d actually BE one of them!

Was just watching a 30 year old movie starring Michael Caine and noticed how young and handsome he looked, (and also thinking the movie was way more recent than that!) THEN IT HIT ME!! I’m well over the hill and on the downward slide. All I can say is “WHAT HAPPENED?” “WHERE DID THE TIME GO?” and all those other tired clichés.
This is from one of my favourite movies; made only 18 years ago. ![]()
C’est la vie. Indeed!
Well, here it is, January 2012 and I haven’t been active on WordPress in months, (not that I would be so arrogant as to assume anybody missed me, LOL). My apologies to those whose blogs I am subscribed to but haven’t read. Will try to get caught up over the next few weeks.
Have been dealing with a major family crisis, two thousand miles away in California, and was absent from home for extended periods of time, Sept, 2010 to Oct. 2011. Am feeling a little “shell shocked” and my attentions are scattered. There’s a bit of a reprieve at the moment, but, it’s not over yet and I am waiting for the proverbial “other shoe to drop”. In the meantime, I look to my computer for distraction from all this. Hope everyone had a lovely holiday season.
Cheers!

Filed under Life
Filed under Life
Some people need lessons, or, so it seems!
I consider myself a good friend. Loyal, empathic, always here for you, no matter what the mood or circumstance. This is what TRUE friendship is all about. Perhaps I have a little more empathy and sensitivity than the average person, (as I have been told), but, consider this scenario, if you will:
My father, (who lived in California with my mother, about 2600 miles away), suffered from lung cancer for six months, before he finally gave up the fight. I have been back and forth several times since last September. My last trip was for three weeks and I returned home on Feb. 6, as my father was in hospice care and appeared to be stable. Sadly, he passed away on Feb. 9, three days after my return, and I headed back to California on Feb. 13. The California authorities are difficult to deal with and it took a very long time to get the death certificates, plus, my mother has basically “zoned out” in her grief and won’t handle anything herself. I was left with the nightmare scenario of dealing with taxes and the fact that my mother did not have a proper ID card to settle things with my father’s estate, (Of course, this was never an issue when he was alive, but, now the banks will not cooperate with her unless she has that card.) Add to that, the fact I have been away from home and my husband for a long time, not to mention my business, which he has been running with the help of friends. This all caused me to fall into a state of depression and despair and in my anguish, reached out to someone I considered a good friend. What do you suppose I got in return? DEAFENING silence – for days!!
Eventually, there came this response: “Seemed like you were in a ranting depression the other day – hope things are better now” and an account of the vacation plans the family was making for Spring Break!
Please note, that whenever this person was upset or depressed, I always tried to make them feel better with words of comfort and concern. This is someone who means a lot to me, but, obviously, that sentiment is NOT reciprocated! Life is too short to put up with fair weather friends. To those people I say:

♥♥
IN MEMORY OF MY FATHER, WHO PASSED AWAY ON FEBRUARY 9, 2011, AT AGE 84. A BRAVE SOLDIER TO THE END. R.I.P.
Filed under Life
The last day of the year arrived and Arthur had no choice but to talk to the witch. She agreed to answer the question, but he would have to agree to her price first.
The old witch wanted to marry Sir Lancelot, the most noble of the Knights of the Round Table and Arthur’s closest friend!
Young Arthur was horrified. She was hunchbacked and hideous, had only one tooth, smelled like sewage, made obscene noises, etc. He had never encountered such a repugnant creature in all his life.
He refused to force his friend to marry her and endure such a terrible burden; but Lancelot, learning of the proposal, spoke with Arthur
He said nothing was too big of a sacrifice compared to Arthur’s life and the preservation of the Round Table.
Hence, a wedding was proclaimed and the witch answered Arthur’s question thus:
What a woman really wants, she answered….is to be in charge of her own life.
Everyone in the kingdom instantly knew that the witch had uttered a great truth and that Arthur’s life would be spared.
And so it was, the neighboring monarch granted Arthur his freedom and Lancelot and the witch had a wonderful wedding.
The honeymoon hour approached and Lancelot, steeling himself for a horrific experience, entered the bedroom. But, what a sight awaited him. The most beautiful woman he had ever seen lay before him on the bed. The astounded Lancelot asked what had happened
The beauty replied that since he had been so kind to her when she appeared as a witch, she would henceforth, be her horrible deformed self only half the time and the beautiful maiden the other half.
Which would he prefer? Beautiful during the day….or night?
Lancelot pondered the predicament. During the day, a beautiful woman to show off to his friends, but at night, in the privacy of his castle, an old witch? Or, would he prefer having a hideous witch during the day, but by night, a beautiful woman for him to enjoy wondrous intimate moments?
What would YOU do?
What Lancelot chose is below.
BUT….make YOUR choice before you scroll down below.
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OKAY?
Noble Lancelot said that he would allow HER to make the choice herself.
Upon hearing this, she announced that she would be beautiful all the time because he had respected her enough to let her be in charge of her own life.
Now….what is the moral to this story?
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The moral is…..
If you don’t let a woman have her own way….
“Things are going to get ugly”
