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About 2gadabout

In past lives I've flown airplanes, was a competition skin diver, enjoyed basketball, hockey and golf. I wrote features for a newspaper, a novel, and once owned a small grocery store. But the best thing I ever did was marry and raise kids. I'm a widow now and entering a new phase of life. Ramblin' about the country with JimJ in his RV and writing and photographing everything and anything that catches my eye. The golden years are here and I'm having fun.

HOSPITAL AGGRAVATION.

I believe I’m reasonably patient. I know about waiting in line. A necessity of life.

I took my lab form to the hospital lab, busy, busy, busy, to accommodate my housemate who needed an endoscopy. I figured I’d get my blood test while she was under the anesthesia. Then have lunch at the cafeteria before heading to  Lowe’s to buy some paint.

Her procedure was over before I got out of the lunch room. My registration was one big snafu. (Someday I’ll tell you what snafu means.)

But we can rise above such irritations by consulting the sages.

Here then, a French Proverb: “Write your injuries in sand, kindnesses in marble.” 

Now that is something worth embracing.

“Humor is an affirmation of dignity, a declaration of man’s superiority to all that befalls him.”   Romain Gary

Hmmm! I wonder if women are exempt from that advice? Naw! Just kidding. It reminds me when reading the bible with my high school boyfriend, he would add after all those manly quotes, “That means generic man, man or woman.”  I might be a bit cynical, here.

Well, I ran across this Doctor’s Office scenario by Ron Dentinger from Dodgeville, Wisconsin:

“My friend called his doctor’s office for an appointment and was told, “‘I’m sorry sir, we cannot fit you in for at least six weeks.”

“I could be dead by then!”

“No problem, if your wife let’s us know, we’ll cancel the appointment.”

Aha!  That made me laugh. I guess I didn’t fail the sages after all.  Thanks to  Ron.

 

 

 

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“THERE IS ALWAYS A LITTLE BOY IN THE OLD MAN GONE FISHING.”

The title quote is from J. Calder Joseph.

I like Science Magazine and I recently read an article about children suffering from slower muscle development and coordination. It apparently has teachers and pediatricians worried enough that studies were conducted on 407,000 children from age five to ten. They blame over-cautious parenting, “Don’t get dirty.”  “Hold my hand when we take a walk.” “Get off the sidewalk, it will ruin your dress.”

Parents fearing predators, or accidents, or getting lost, is keeping kids inside, and not encouraging enough social play. The studies proved that play is educating and provides better development of the brain and muscles. When we came home from school, when we finished our chores, we had the whole neighborhood to ramble and get up a game.

I remember when my youngest daughter allowed her kids to bike around the block and a worried parent reported to her that she had seen her son on the other side of the block; what she considered risky behavior.

Stuart Brown, Psychiatrist says: “A lack of play should be treated like malnutrition: It’s a risk to your body and mind.”

This is a recent quote from 2017 and I don’t know where Stuart practices. But I do recall my boys playing on the side-walk or the grass,  snapping those little rolly bugs around like marbles. Or trying to catch lizards.  And my daughter coming home from the school playground (where she walked by herself,) with scraped knees and a torn dress.

Diane Furstenberg said: “My best creation is my children.”

I love that quote because it is my view of motherhood as well.

“Men want to improve only the world, but mothers want to improve their whole family;  a much harder task.” Harriet Freezer.

But the quotes I remember with humor, are those I grew up with. “Children Should Be Seen And Not Heard.”  That uttered when my folks were playing a rousing game of Smear. We could watch as long as we didn’t kitbitz.

“Little Pitchers Have Big Ears”  When the neighbor lady was visiting and the subject of pregnancy or other delicate matters would come up. Then it was, “Outside with you,” or “Go play”.  I don’t know the origin of those homilies  but it brings me in mind of the clever Americana  art work of Norman Rockwell with the tousled headed boy, sporting a black eye and a huge grin, waiting outside of the principle’s office.  Or the little girl hanging out the window of the car sticking out her tongue to the wind.

I think children had more fun growing up before computers and organized and automated everything.

 

 

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PASSWORD PRISON.

I’m ranting today. Not about politics. I have not been blogging regularly and suddenly, I’m asked to sign in with my password that I haven’t used in years and I can’t remember.  But, to get a new password for my blogspot blog, I must have them send it to me on my g-mail address, which password I also can’t seem to find on my 8 pages of passwords. Crossed out and changed,  I have no idea which one is current. Google bought blogger and everything has to be google. Google is trying to take over the world and I try to avoid all things Google.

My frustration is the rant. I hate a zillion passwords. We are told not to use the same one for everything. But a new password for everything is not working. Every time you have a snag you change your password.  In a hurry. And Google bought blogger. Grrr! In the interest of my sanity I have to laugh at my self-made password prison. Maybe I can find a quote that addresses passwords?  Hmm. Unlikely.

But there are a lot of them about fools.

“The world is full of fools and; and he who would not wish to see one, should break his mirror.”   Boileau

“There is a foolish corner even in the brain of a sage.”  Aristotle

As for prison:  “We are all prisoners, but some of us are in cells…” Kahlil Gibran

 

 

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HAVING BABIES AT THIS AGE?

You may remember that Ken and Laurie’s dachshunds were killed by a coyote last year. Well, they have new babies. Rider and Scout. A beautiful pair just 8 weeks old. Babies, just barely potty trained. Laurie swore they would not commit to another pet that lives for twenty years and then breaks your heart when they die. They are your fur children.

Ken has been really involved with these two, since Laurie has been working and he is the major trainer and he loves it. He feels they have really bonded to him.

This is Rider. He has a favorite stuffed toy just like all babies do it seems. He is guarding it from me and wouldn’t let me get near him or his toy.

Brother Clark and Sister-in-law Theresa came with dinner complete and joined us. The guys barbequed steaks and we had some good zinfandel wine. The foursome is headed for the Mellencamp Concert at Kautz. Even I know Mellencamp, “I live in a small town…”

Theresa is a great cook and so is Laurie. I am lucky because I don’t really enjoy cooking for just myself much anymore.

They were off to the concert by 5:30. And I baby-sat the babies. Ken and Laurie are on vacation and took the dogs camping. They socialized them with neighboring campers and bigger dogs. A perfect way. They also have a young neighbor near home who comes once a day to  play with them and take them outside. No diapers to change, but they need a walk.

Pink for Scout and Blue for Rider. They were straining at their leashes to go with Mom, Dad and the crew. Did they socialize with Gram? It was tough. Scout was good and took a long two hour nap. Rider howled and cried and I had to take him outside and walk around and around the house with him. He had to see for himself that the car was gone. He’d smell where it was parked. He was miserable for about three hours. Then, all tuckered out, I grabbed him and held him on the couch and he slept peacefully in my arms. We are sort of friends now. He still isn’t sure I wasn’t responsible for his missing parents. But, he is cautiously letting me pet him if Dad is nearby. Raising babies six years before retirement?  I’m glad it is them and not me. Like all grandchildren. You get to enjoy them when they visit and then send them home. Since I’m into quotes, the most common is “A dog is man’s best friend.”  From whence it came I do not know. This one is funny.

Groucho Marz said:  “Outside of a dog, a book is man’s best friend. Inside of a dog you can’t read.”

 

Well, that’s all folks!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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TROUBLES LIGHT

We all complain of troubles at some point. Now that I’m getting older, some highly paid Board of Trustees has decided to cut my pension in half. I can  moil and muddle. But, it is said: “If all people brought their miseries to the same table, most would be glad to bring their own home again.”

And it is true. Many people would be glad to trade places with me. It’s called, Count Your Blessings. I have food, shelter, security and the love of family and friends.

Henry Ford said: “Don’t find fault, find a remedy.”

John Peter Flynn said:” The first step in solving a problem is to tell someone about it.”

I don’t know who Flynn is, but I’m sure he never heard of the internet. So, I guess I’ve told a lot of someones. And for that, I have to chuckle because its a good day when you don’t see your name in the obituaries.

Hah!

 

 

 

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LISTENING, WISDOM

At my age I tend to think I have a bit of collective wisdom. But what I like about quotes is they get right to the point with few words and often with humor

So, here goes:

Wisdom is the reward you get for a lifetime of listening when you’d have preferred to talk.    Doug Larson from United Features syndicate.

And:

Children have never been good at listening to their elders, but they have never failed to imitate them.   James Baldwin.

 

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