Day 29: Big Win

Day 28: CS4

 

Finally got my hands on some CS4. 

Day 27: Peppermint Tea

I had some today, Peppermint Tea. It was pretty good. Think I'll have some more. . . call me what you want.

Day 25: My Dog Needs A Chill Pill!

Day 22: Self-Perception

Does anyone really portray to the world what they truly think of themselves? Anyone?

I don't know . . . do we dare? People who supposedly know say, "just be yourself!" Really? I think if one could find someone, just one person in their life, who could see them as they see themselves – not even as they say they see themselves, but rather their true hidden view of themselves – and that one person still embrace, love and accept them, I don't think there's a word for how blessed that would be. . . or maybe it's called Grace.

Day 21: Imminent Danger

So, I was watching one of these old gangster movies the other day while I was on my back with the crud and everytime a car drove by a pedestrian, I anticipated the bloodbath of Tommyguns burning holes in trenchcoats. It never happened though. Hmm. I think I've been over-conditioned.

Day 20: SERIOUSLY!!!

There's not much that's more evil than a bacterial infection possibly compounded by influenza. It's been a rough 15 days but it looks like I'm in the clear with a few lingering symptoms.

Day 14: The Cure

Yes, I've missed some posts. I've been pretty sick the past couple of days and as I often do when I'm sick, I researched. WOW! Just two cloves of crushed, odoriferous garlic a day would pretty much mean a genuine lack of illness in my life, from colds to cancer! From what I've read, one clove is equal to 15 units of penicillin. Suddenly, vaccines seem so . . . Spanish Inquisitionish. 

I'm going to try it. Of course, those around me would have to get used to the smell of garlic smoldering from my pores. We'll see what happens.

Day 11: Aunt Sue

Yep, my Aunt Sue gave me the recipe for grilled chocolate sandwiches. I'm absolutely ill, they were so good! Thanks, Aunt Sue and congrats on making it into my blog. I'm off to get an insulin shot.

Day 10: Vision

Day 9: Icelanta

 

In the summer, Atlanta is hotter than Hades, but this week it froze over. So . . . make a big wish.

For those of you who may not know, here in the South, Georgia to be exact, it generally doesn't get cold. When it does get cold, it's a wet piercing cold. . . and heaven forbid it to rain. Normally it doesn't snow; it ices. Ice covers everything. Stores run out of food, power goes out, heating systems crash, limbs break and trees fall right out of the ground due to their newly added weight.  If you manage to get out on the road, post winter glazing, you'll find that the indigenous drivers amble slowly and cautiously as if the small patches of ice they meet will explode if hit too hard.

This week was different, though. The freeze left enough ice on the road for this seasoned veteran of northern winter travel to fear the road. But, travel we did. . . cause that's how we roll.

Day 8: Got Nothin'

Day 7: Grrrrr

. . . that kind of day.

Day 6: A Cherokee Proverb

An old Grandfather said to his grandson, who came to him with anger at a friend who had done him an injustice, "Let me tell you a story.

I too, at times, have felt a great hate for those that have taken so much, with no sorrow for what they do.

But hate wears you down, and does not hurt your enemy. It is like taking poison and wishing your enemy would die. I have struggled with these feelings many times." He continued, "It is as if there are two wolves inside me. One is good and does no harm. He lives in harmony with all around him, and does not take offense when no offense was intended. He will only fight when it is right to do so, and in the right way.

But the other wolf, ah! He is full of anger. The littlest thing will set him into a fit of temper. He fights everyone, all the time, for no reason. He cannot think because his anger and hate are so great. It is helpless anger,for his anger will change nothing.

Sometimes, it is hard to live with these two wolves inside me, for both of them try to dominate my spirit."

The boy looked intently into his Grandfather's eyes and asked, "Which one wins, Grandfather?"  The Grandfather smiled and quietly said, "The one I feed."

Day 5: From the Ashes

I had a rather large epiphany today. I'll try to work it into one of these blogs. It really changes everything I've been doing the past several years . . . fine tunes my actions actually.

Day 4: 130 BPM

Good news at the doctor's office today . . . except for the bills!!!

Day 3: The Inevitability of Balance

If you like to research symbolism, there's enough here to keep you busy for a good while.

The message is a simple understatement often ignored.

Day 2: Traffic

I really hate traffic.

Day One: Coming Soon

Ok, so a little explanation. The Mayan symbol is of the sun with the monkey in it which, in short, represents the manipulation of time. The moon for the 2010 is marking the beginning of this decade as the evening of this age as the Mayans and other civilizations believe 2012 will be a time of worldwide transition into another age. . . some like to say it will be the end of the world. Whatever you want to believe, this theory is very popular as we see it everywhere. But if everybody truly believed we only had two years left, I would think there would be a panic of some kind. . . or at least a sense of urgency. Only two years left! What are we doing with it? Of course, the Mayans could be wrong. Food for thought!