Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Teach a man to fish ....

... and he'll spend most of his time out in a boat and out of your way.

That's not cynical, it's the truth. I have so little free time, between my job and the usual household routine, that I value it greatly when I get it. I'm totally wrapped up in my current book project, and there are times when I wish my DH was one of those fishermen who loved to get away for the weekend.

He doesn't rely on me for entertainment, but I do sometimes get nudged into doing things I really have little interest in. Not often, but sometimes.

I remind myself that a long holiday is coming up and I'll have all the time in the world.

But sometimes fishing isn't such a bad thing.

Sunday, July 20, 2014

I respect Faith

... but doubt is what gets you an education.

I've always been a learner. I continuously in school from 1970 (well, before that if you count high school) until 2001. Then I took Community Ed classes in French, pottery, and everything imaginable.

It's only been since 2004 that I haven't been in school. You know why? Yep. I'm writing. I found something else to satisfy that creative need of mine.

I toyed with the idea of getting a PhD but then thought, heck, why bother? I have a B.A., M.A., B.S., M.S., and A.A.D. Do I need anything else? I'd much rather do what I love to do, and that's write down the stories that are swirling in my head. So I learned how to write and I continue to learn how to write, with every book I write.

Never stop learning. It will keep you young.


Sunday, April 20, 2014

The real art of conversation is not only to say the right thing at the right time...

but also to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment.

Oh, isn't this the truth? I think as I've gotten older, I've learned that it just doesn't pay to truly speak your mind unless it's absolutely necessary. I have friends who are free to offer advice, but I've learned the hard way that unless my advice is asked for, it often isn't welcomed.

This is true in many things, but I've seen it most in play around gardening. It's too easy to look at someone's landscape and think, "if they did this then ..." The sure way to keep me from speaking my mind is to remember my own landscape mistakes. Once I filter what I see through those memories, I get a much clearer idea of what might be going on.

A goal in life is to avoid foot-in-mouth disease. An admirable goal, eh?


Monday, January 20, 2014

Good luck...

... is the result of good planning.

[start rant]

You know, nothing is more irksome than when somebody says "You're lucky. Your husband is so supportive." Or "You're lucky. Your job pays so well." Or...

You get the idea.

That isn't luck. That's planning and hard work and communication. I have 5 -- count them -- 5 college degrees, and I did by working full time and going to school at night. I worked at colleges so they paid the tuition, but I did the coursework. Those degrees got me interviews, but my skills got me the jobs.

I get paid well for what I do (in my Day Job. My fiction job: not so well). And the reason I get paid well is because I do my job well. I do what's expected of me and I try to provide leadership and expertise in all I do. It's not good luck. It's hard work. It doesn't just happen.

As to my husband ... I left an abusive marriage long ago. If your husband isn't supportive or if he infringes on your time too much--deal with it. Leave him or talk to him or get help, but don't pin your failures on him. They are Your Failures. I am SO tired of hearing people say, "Oh, the kids keep me so busy" or "my husband doesn't like that so I don't ...."

This is *your* life. Quit using other people as an excuse for what you failed to do.

[end rant]

There. I feel better now ☺

Monday, March 26, 2012

The older we get...

...the fewer things seem worth waiting in line for.

This bring me to The Hunger Games, of course. I saw pictures of people lined up to get into the film and I thought, "Gee, must be a Beatles reunion. Oh, wait. Can't happen. Hmm."

Seriously. I love seeing fans who can't wait to enjoy something -- a book, a concert, a movie. I waited in line once. I think it was in 1970 and I wanted Eric Clapton's debut album so bad I slept out overnight with some other kids to buy it at a record store. It was worth it.

And I have waited in line when I had to enter items in the Minnesota State Fair, but that was minor. Just a few minutes chatting with other folks carrying jams, wood carvings, quilts, and oddments. Interesting.

Other than that, I do not wait in line unless I am the 2nd or 3rd person there. I have been known to leave restaurants rather than wait 20 minutes (unless they have a bar. I will make exceptions to my rules when alcohol is involved). I am a charter member of the Short Attention Span Theater. I can't sit still long enough for a cat to get comfortable on my lap (unless I'm dozing).

So may it's not "the older we get" that's the rule here. Maybe some of us are just born that way.

But you know, if the Beatles did reunite (with George and John coming back to play a gig), I'd probably wait in line for that.

Monday, January 2, 2012

I wish the buck stopped here ...

since I could use a few.

Seriously: I'm not hurting for money. Yep, I could use more. Anyone can (except maybe Bill Gates and some movie stars). But I can balance my budget adequately without strain. I was able to buy Christmas presents without concern and give gifts that I really wanted to get for people.

Note that I also save on a regular basis and I always have. I'm frugal with my cash, and when I consider a major purchase (like a car for example), I really think and think and think about it. I'm impulsive, up to a point.

Christmas is a great time to re-examine your priorities and shake them up a bit. Just seeing all the hype was an eye-opener. Stepping back and looking, really looking at ads, is interesting. And then there's the excess: Rose Bowl parade, college football bowls, parties ...

Yep. Nothing like a new year to give you a new perspective, isn't there?

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

A clear conscience...


... is usually a sign of a bad memory.

Take a minute and read this blog:

http://zenhabits.net/scarce/

Sounds great, doesn't it?

Now take a minute and read this (or skim it: there's a lot of ranting there):

http://www.dailykos.com/story/2011/09/13/1016557/-That-was-my-brothers-death-you-were-cheering,-you-a$$holes

It's a different view of scarcity, isn't it?

I think that's what annoys me the most about the so-called "Simple Living" people. They are making a deliberate choice to do without. But so many people are FORCED to do without. So the Simpler Livers coming off sounding sanctimonious. I know that's not the intent, but it's what happens.

::shaking my head:: I can understand making a virtue out of adversity, but let it be a choice, okay?