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The Ramblings of a Goddess: a single parent comments on life and the pursuit of sleep. politics and current issues fall into play on the daily. life as She sees it.
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January 28, 2012
Change is good... all the time
If you watch nothing else in your life with a mission for change, watch this 20 minute clip with a direction of where our wisdom may work for us.
in my personal experience, this is how i feel. this “game” that i am forced to play in order to do what is right some days knocks the wind out of my sails.
i operate on the idea that we need a huge change in not how we live, love, and work, but in WHY we do it.
last night during our family meeting, we touched on grandma Melernea’s gold kaiser card. Barry Schwartz talks about the janitors who have the wisdom to do their jobs well with the intent of offering caring service to others. when i think of my grandmother and the fact that she did housekeeping for as many years as she had when others ask if she is a doctor, the answer should be “no” with a reply of “better”.
like the janitor who cleaned the floor in the room of the comatose man TWICE because the father who had been sitting vigil for 3 months didn’t see it done and was upset; like the housekeeper who did not vacuum because another family who had spent a great deal of time in a waiting room were asleep; and for the janitor who stopped mopping the floor so that a patient who was trying to regain strength could walk the halls.
we have to remember that so much of what makes this world a fantastic place comes from those who society looks at as the bottom of the pickings pile. we should never give up hope that doctors, lawyers, politicians, and yes even businessmen on Wall Street can reach for greatness by being more like janitors and housekeepers and persons who work with the public and do their jobs well and with wisdom simply… because… it … is … right
Goddess
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April 24, 2009
Speed Dating for Single Book Lovers Pt. One
Tonight is the night. I am headed out to Speed Dating for Single Book Lovers.
Yay Me!
The idea is wonderful. The drive is short...
Getting ready is a nightmare!
I figured, "pick up a cute outfit, put on a little makeup and head out the door."
HA!!
What that really means is
Take a shower and get dressed???
Don Pardo, tell her what else she has to do.
I not only had to wash my face and body, I had to shave my legs. I then discovered that I had armpits I had to take care of as well (thank the lord I don't have a problem with stray chest hairs.
*Next life, I wish to be Amazonian Princess Nijeela who doesn't give a flying fig newton about shaving her legs because any man who doth protest shall be slayed. :)
So to got through the shower and all of the hair and had to get into this incredible invention call Spanx. Jim crackin' dandy. No problem I think, and then I realize why I have to put it on.... to hold everything together. The hard part is that I have to get all of that everything into the sock.
To give you an idea of this little thing I have to tuck my thighs behind stomach and ribcage into, it will fit in the palm of my hand. hahahahahaha *stops the mad cackle*
i get it past my thighs and i come to the behind and I have to sit down. Not because this is where i have to do more adjusting. I am exhausted after the thigh event.
I dance like I need rain for another 10 minutes and then over the behind it went. that is my Biggest issue (not using the word biggest lightly) and off to put on my slip of a dress. I have to say Spanx rocks!
Into the bathroom for the makeup and I get the shadow and the eyeliner and the lip liner and all that stuff tat comes with it all and ignore the errant chin hair and just leave it for conversation if any of my fellow speed daters notices it.
Another 10 minutes to find a pair of shoes and a purse that match the dress and I am out the door. Good thing hair is not an issue this week.
stay tuned for Part Deux.

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Yay Me!
The idea is wonderful. The drive is short...
Getting ready is a nightmare!
I figured, "pick up a cute outfit, put on a little makeup and head out the door."
HA!!
What that really means is
Take a shower and get dressed???
Don Pardo, tell her what else she has to do.
I not only had to wash my face and body, I had to shave my legs. I then discovered that I had armpits I had to take care of as well (thank the lord I don't have a problem with stray chest hairs.
*Next life, I wish to be Amazonian Princess Nijeela who doesn't give a flying fig newton about shaving her legs because any man who doth protest shall be slayed. :)
So to got through the shower and all of the hair and had to get into this incredible invention call Spanx. Jim crackin' dandy. No problem I think, and then I realize why I have to put it on.... to hold everything together. The hard part is that I have to get all of that everything into the sock.
To give you an idea of this little thing I have to tuck my thighs behind stomach and ribcage into, it will fit in the palm of my hand. hahahahahaha *stops the mad cackle*
i get it past my thighs and i come to the behind and I have to sit down. Not because this is where i have to do more adjusting. I am exhausted after the thigh event.
I dance like I need rain for another 10 minutes and then over the behind it went. that is my Biggest issue (not using the word biggest lightly) and off to put on my slip of a dress. I have to say Spanx rocks!
Into the bathroom for the makeup and I get the shadow and the eyeliner and the lip liner and all that stuff tat comes with it all and ignore the errant chin hair and just leave it for conversation if any of my fellow speed daters notices it.
Another 10 minutes to find a pair of shoes and a purse that match the dress and I am out the door. Good thing hair is not an issue this week.
stay tuned for Part Deux.
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