Weblog of Nadine

We live in a senior citizan and or handcaped apartment building.  We chose this place because of the accesability to places and things in the downtown area.

Some of the people in here have a yellow tag to notify the management or others that they are ok.  That's a good program.  But we don't need it.  Yesterday the old manager was fired and a new one is in his place . Just now we get a notice that they - management - wants to revitalize this program for ALL the residents. 

 Their letter says " We wish to start the  I AM OK hangers......." We tryed that program 6 years ago when we moved in. It diden't work for us then and it won't work for us now. Reason.....I'm dyslexic and ADD - and will forget when to put the $^$^&&% thing out and when to bring it back in. 

Second to that there are days that we leave the apartment early and don't get home  untill late.  The checkers would be pounding on our door all day and nobody is home.

Third there are days that we just want peace and quiet and to sleep away the day if we wish - with out someone banging our door to see if we are OK.

Hell no we are not ok with some jerk wakeing us out of a good sleep to see if we are ok.

Be carefull people  "BIG BROTHER " IS HERE  and he is comming after you.

go on get - get out of the usual rut in your life. go on a Vacation.

Ah I wish I could. It's been eions ago that I can remember ever taking a vacation. I mean realy getting away - doing nothing - just enjoying - what ever, when ever, where ever.

Dog gonnet  - I deserve a vacation this year. We may be low on $$$ but that dosen't need to mean we can't have a vacation or at least  a lot of little week end get aways.

Let's see - next week  will be Memorial Day.  I wonder where we could go? even if it is for a few hours.  What could we do that is different than just sitting on our rumps here at home. Hummmm that's going to take some thought.......

This is - in a way - a comment to  "Fading The Surface Noise's" blog.  I wanted to answer more than a few words to the questions.

Music is a big part of my life. Sometimes I beleve it is what keeps me together and moving forward. I don't have any particular favorite style of music. It's what ever catchy toon that enters my head  usually stays untill replaced by a new one. The types that I don't understand are rap or heavy metal. So I usually try to avoid those.

I've been knowen to start singing along with the TV comercials. I like to turn up the car radio and sing along. Of-course we have the oldies on most of the time. Singing along puts me in to a better mood or keeps me there if I'm already there.

Last night was the last chior rehersal for our church chior - for this year. We sing this sunday - three of our favorites from this past year then we're off  untill September. That is going to be difficult for me.  I'll miss the group and the music.  I'm no great singer by myself but I can blend into  the group quite nicely. 

I'm still lurking in the past in the sence that I don't have any CD'S, never did and can't remember ever going to a music concert - ever.

In   How to win Friends & Influence People   Dale Carnegie  talked about a chalange he issued.  He  asked business people to smile at someone every hour  of the day for a week then report  as to the results.  

I remember trying that ( modified - just offering a smile to any one once a day )  and it worked.

I chalenge you to try this chalange for you're self  and to report back  - if it made any type of change in you. I'm  including my self  in the chalange and will let you know the results.

 Ever feel like the world is slipping away from you and you have no controll over it?  I've always thought of myself as a patient person. For the most part - of my life that's what I've been doing. Waiting.  For what I'm not exactely sure, but I've been the good little girl in the wings - waiting.

Back to now and or the future?  Why are certian things happening?  Why now? Why to me? Am I the only one  experencing this? This? you ask?  I'm beginning to feel like the world is crashing in on me. Normal every day things that are stable and solid are falling apart. Normal every day routine functions that I have done for years and years, are gone or so.....messed up that it's not funny.  

 Am I wrong ...or what....everything can't be going haywire at the same time.  Like the dish net work  decides to fail.... then it comes back  minis the local stations ....

this hunk of junk( computer ) decides to bump me off three times in a row and take forever to reconnect.

Today I log on and I'm continually getting an error message when I try to pull up my e-mail.

 Hubby decides to reconnect....LOL with a group that he's put off to the side for over a month.  He cant wait to the meeting - he has to " DO IT NOW"  right this seccond.  LOOKING OVER MY SHOLDER ,  " Are you doing anything inportant?" comes the verry jucie reply.

Why? Why me?  Why all of this - now?  God  I need a fresh dose of PATIENCE. What is that passage?  Galatians 5:22,23 Fruits of the spirit? I'll take an extra helping of Patience - please.

7:04 am and here i sit. Nothing!  I've read all the new comments. I've skimmed through the new blogs. Nothing - I've even checked the other message board for dyslexics - you guessed it  - Nothing.

My head ackes, as well as my back. My arm is going numb just resting it here on the arm of the chair. I shake it out and let it rest by hanging loosely at the side. But I can't do that all day. I'm some what distressed  that my ratings are down  But thats only because I've not written much over the last week or two.

  Mildly pissed because the spelling is messing up.  I think of a perfectely good word to say - type it. - deleat - re type it about a zillion times  - get pissed and choose a dull and boring word instead.  Don't say anything about looking it up in a dictonary - If I can't spell it  - how am I going to find it in the dictonary?

There's bible study today, but that's not untill 10:30.  I am some what aprehensive about that. Today is the last session. There's a graduation, communion and lunch at the teacher's house, all nice. But I will greately miss the group. 

Darn it's only 7:30 am.  As slow as I am typing it still only took me 26 min's to type all of this. And I'm still setting here drawing a blank. 

Hello people.  Hear we are - all types of people. White people, red people, brown people, yellow people. Are there any green people, blue people or purple people learking in the wings?

If there are - I will hold the purple people eaters at bay. People - people - people, happy people, sad people, frustrated and curious people. All trying to eak out some sort of meaning in our lives. 

We live here and there and all around this place called Earth.  I'd like to take the time  - here - to say HELLO to anyone just visiting the Earth for the first time.

We're old people and young people, all trying to conect with other people.To all the PEOPLE  I have but one request. Remember that this - we have in common - that we are all PEOPLE.

for the comments. I don't know if I'm getting better or worse?I'm sooooo confused. 

I'm ashamed to tell you that I totaly forgot that blog. 

 Around noon I went to one of our Club meetings. I was slightely miffed because hubby diden't want to go and stayed home. There are only three of us attending the meetings at this time and with him absent, that was going to make it dificult.  So on the way to the meeting -I prayed - Dear God  - help make this meeting a good one.

Well!

Little did I know how quickely he answers.

   We had a brand new guest - non Toastmaster  and out District Governor and husband also surprised me by comming back.

  Three guests + Two members = One terrific meeting with great posabilities of adding one or two new members.  You coulden't have wiped that smile off my face - even if you had all the dinomite in the world . Then this morning  I read both of your comments.  Thank you so much.   I do beleve that this warm fuzzy feeling     is here for a very long time.

Oh me o my what a boring life we lead. Rolling here and there, not really finding much sence  or pleasure in the world around us.

The tag line for Blogigo says the place for stories.  So  - Tell me one.  ? Think you don't know any? Sure you do......Take the events of yesterday and write it up as fiction.

Tell me what the main charater saw, heard, smelt  and how they felt.

Describe the different textures - silky smoothness of grandma's dress - rough woren out hands of grand dad. etc.

Was there food? there's always food! How did it taste?   Describe  everything  to the point that I beleve that I was actually there.

The big day finally arrived. It was all arranged that Hope would follow several of the other kids to school sence they knew the way.The dust of the road seemed to gather around them making the group grow larger and larger. The happy chatter amoung them also filled the air, even though  not a word was directed towards her.  The short four block walk seemed to take hours longer than what it realy was.

No matter, Hope was filled with excitement.  Today she'd finaly have others to play with.Others her own age. All ready to add her to the growing list of good friends. Who will they be?  What are their names? The anticipation  of this great event  kept rushing through her mind faster than the distent freight  trains that rummbled by every day. In side the class room there were stacks  and stacks of new books, pencils, paper and so much more.  Hope's nose made a quick notice of the freshness of everything. To her this was going to become another of her favorite sents.

  The kids were quickly filling up the seats, so Hope scrambled in to the next one in line.   Soon the teacher began to call out names and happy little hands were waving in the air.  "Billy, Sue, Johnny, Larry, Annie, Hope.....Hope........"a thousand pairs of eyes seemed to scour the room. Hope knew the teacher ment her. Hope would have loved to rase her hand and call out here..... But at the moment every word, every thought being formed in her mind was instantely being re routed to her stomach. It was all she could do to keep them from spewing forth. 

The walls of the room seemed to be moving in on her and new faces of more and more kids seemed to be poping up - like popcorn - every where. Why were they all looking at her?  Billy next to her asked, Is that your name?  All Hope could do was manage a weak nod yes. The words still were not comming.  Billy came  out of his seat and to further add to Hope's inbarrasment pointed right at  her saying, Teacher - here she is. This is her. Which to Hope instantly doubled the thousand of eyes zeroed in on her and added the deffining sound of laughter from every corner of the room.

 So this was her big day? This is what she was waiting her whole life for? What was happening? Why was everything turning against her?

My daughter just sent me an e-mail that you may or may not have seen yet.

The gist of the story is: this young girl talkes with her mother about the hard time she having in her life. The mother asks the girl to observe something in the kitchen.

Mom puts three pots of water on the stove. In one go's a bunch of carrots. The second an egg, and in the third  ground coffee beans. After each pot boiled for a while , mom took them off the stove and put the contents in to three seperate bowls.

She asked the daughter what do you see?  The daughter said carrots , an egg and coffee. 

 Mom said excamine them closer. The carrots went in firm , hard and strong but came out like mush.

The egg went in fraggle with only a thin skin or shell to protect it but came out hard.

The coffee beans went into the same boiling water( the same adversities) but it changed the water ( it's surroundings ) to something better. 

Which are you? The carrot which starts out  hard and strong - ready to take on the world only to turn to mush after a little adversety?

 Or the egg - weak and fraggle  only to harddened and unchanging after some tough times?

Or are you like the coffee beans taking  survey of the sittuation  and changing the troubbles around you to something better?

Think about it the next time you see some carrots, eggs or a cup of coffee.