tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90263246644968749512024-03-13T11:41:08.429-05:00Bits and Bytes from Ruth's Gray Matter.Author will endeavor to write different articles on subjects that intrigue her or little anecdotes from her mostly up beat life at least twice a month.
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>I have a few things to blog about today.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>#1. I have been resting and reading a lot lately as I have spurts of really bad pain. But I have realized something really neat. As it did when I was younger, pain seems decreased when one is busy. I am trying to write some articles but can't sit for much longer periods of time than one hour. So I do my work in increments and fill in with lie down thinking time. Sometimes I even end up literally dreaming up ideas and themes. I really enjoy writing so I do it as much as I can but am careful not to overdue as pain does not make it creatively easy.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>#2. I really would like to be better at paper work but know that I shall never surpass most first year college students. I really would like to have a better understanding of how taxes work but no matter what I read the subject evades me. I would like to do my own income taxes but just don't understand how to do it. But what I can do is write from my heart so I shall do what the good Lord gave me the talent to do.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>#3 "I see the Creator of all things is not at our beck and call nor is he 'the magic man' there for our singular satisfaction. We in this life have free will and in order to get blessings we have to first believe in a higher power and then to do what he guides us to do in our lives. Our belief or faith that He exists, not our good works all of which we must do in any event, is what gives him the urge to give us blessings. He bestows these on both the just and the unjust because he is a merciful creator. <br /><br />Having said that, I want to go on to say that we as human beings are exactly where we are for the right reasons even though it may not seem right at the time. The Creator I believe in does not give me anything more today than I can handle; even though it doesn't always seem 'fair' in that instance. So in light of that how can we meditate? Put in simple terms, I try to be the very best me I can be today and try to stay in the moment." *Author Unknown or it may be something I wrote. I cannot tell you as this was taken out of my text folder and has always been something I have believed for over 30 years. </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>#4 No matter what life hands me it is my choice to try to behave as helpfully, compassionately, and rationally as possible; while not allowing anyone to use me as a door mat.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>I went to the Lady's garden with the Lady, Ruth, and her daughter this morning. I was so glad to be outside I barked with joy. Everyone was talking and wanted me to stop barking. I don't understand. Why do I have to quit when they don't? Just saying -.</i></span><br />
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<br />R. D. Shultzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16464021790006540891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9026324664496874951.post-76453182848184448462013-07-19T13:50:00.002-05:002013-07-19T14:08:10.325-05:00Nostalgic Afternoon<i><span style="font-size: large;">I have been thinking of my late husband Tom a great deal of late. I had occasion to see things written about him around on the net quite a bit today. He was a very good computer tech and a better than average pool player. The following is an excerpt that I wrote to give more information about his last few years.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">"I did not know Tom before he started playing pool in
the early 90's. I was his 4th wife before I became his widow. Tom and
I used to go to the old pool hall on south May Ave in the strip mall.
He would often win hands down even in his early fifties. I used to
listen to them regale all the stories of his Pool Hall escapades. I
enjoyed every minute I was with him right to the end.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;"><br />He passed away from Pancreatic Cancer at the age of 59 years on May 12th, 2001.
He had 23 years of Sobriety at the time of his death. He was cremated
May 16th, 2001. A friend of his had built a scale model pool table of
different kinds of hard wood to house the ashes. We had a memorial
service for him on our lawn at our home. As long as I stayed in
Oklahoma City I knew I would not get over his death so I moved back
home to Canada. I thank God for every minute I spent with this
wonderful gentleman."</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;"><i>I went to the postage stamp garden in front of the house with Mom this morning. She cleaned up the four beds she has and hopefully she will plant the rest of the veggies. Then we went to the Lady's garden in the backyard and I was very excited. But Ruth would not let me dig the dirt under the trellis seat. I am so sad!</i></span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">I often wonder why we aren't all brought up successfully to understand fully the idea of consequences. Not just to know the difference between right and wrong but to understand that with every action comes a reaction. </span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">For instance; when we are little some of our parents left us to explore things around us while others filled our lives with dancing, singing, aerobatic, or piano lessons. I tried my best to bring up my three children; whom I love very dearly, with as many advantages as possible. I did not always make the right decisions nor was the world we lived in always kind to them. For reasons only the good Lord knows for sure, their life lessons were mostly left up to me. </span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">I suppose, that as young adults my generation had to relearn a lot of the values our parents had given us. This was mainly as young people a lot of us had our own agendas; as a lot of us were part of the hippie subculture for awhile. We were fortunate enough, to be able to remember a lot of those things we had learned from our parents too.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">However, whatever the reason, many of us from the last two generations, have not carried on with the idea of consequences very well. So like deer caught in the headlights, we are surprised when things that are not so pleasant happen to us or do not turn out the way we have dreamed they would turn out. So with the passage of time we had to realize just what we needed to do in the world around us. I think, taking stock, that my peers and their children are not doing too bad a job of it either.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">Most of my generation that I know and our children are very aware of environmental, political, and social issues and seem personally involved in setting things right. So in the end most of my friends and family have, in the end become aware of the whole action-reaction theory. My fervent hope is that it isn't too late.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;"><b><b>I don't worry too much about the world at large. I am just here to tell you what a wonderful feeling it gives a dog like me to dig the earth under the trellis in the garden. The earthy smell quite fires me up for a new day. The lovely lady that tends the garden doesn't mind if I dig there. </b></b></span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i><br />
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<br />R. D. Shultzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16464021790006540891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9026324664496874951.post-3331244313195989382013-04-18T13:22:00.000-05:002013-04-18T13:40:10.954-05:00Things Are Not The Way They Should Be! <b><span style="font-size: large;"><i>I have a friend who has an elderly friend and companion on a stay in Mackenzie Health Center. He <span style="font-size: large;">is this person's caregiver. This person has a right arm brace provided by <span style="font-size: large;">a fore mentioned Health Center. My friend; who tries to visit their friend pat<span style="font-size: large;">ient 4312 in bed 4</span>, says the health care specialists are treat<span style="font-size: large;">ing them</span> too r<span style="font-size: large;">oughly and improperly. <span style="font-size: large;">My friend has no access to '4312' and <span style="font-size: large;">the hospital staff has made it impossible for <span style="font-size: large;">them to visit the patient.</span></span></span> A<span style="font-size: large;">ll<span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span>the caregiver and friend wants is to be able to protect '4312' and get them rel<span style="font-size: large;">eased to their own doctor.</span></span></span></span></i></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">Patient 4312 originally went to Mackenzie for a <span style="font-size: large;">seizure on Ap<span style="font-size: large;">ril 6 of 2013. Up to this past weekend<span style="font-size: large;">, the "health care specialists" inserted a <span style="font-size: large;">catheter several times before it worked properly <span style="font-size: large;">and a<span style="font-size: large;">n IV was not efficiently inserted in the patients arm either</span></span>.</span> Their caregiver<span style="font-size: large;"> got barred for being <span style="font-size: large;">a compassio<span style="font-size: large;">nate person with training<span style="font-size: large;"> and experience. They just wanted the nurses to not be so rough with '4312' and hear what they had to say.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">The caregiver believes the patient<span style="font-size: large;"> needs to be<span style="font-size: large;"> discharged <span style="font-size: large;">so they can go home. They don't need <span style="font-size: large;">hospital care anymore<span style="font-size: large;"> as admitted by th<span style="font-size: large;">e<span style="font-size: large;">ir own doctor. Nurses<span style="font-size: large;">, <span style="font-size: large;">the family doctor<span style="font-size: large;">, social worker, and <span style="font-size: large;">physiotherapist all will visit the patient <span style="font-size: large;">regularly as they did in the past and the <span style="font-size: large;">patient and</span><span style="font-size: large;"> caregiver live<span style="font-size: large;"> together </span>in a<span style="font-size: large;"> common</span> residence.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><b><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">I just have one thought going around in my brain right now. I want the bad weather to go away f<span style="font-size: large;">rom now till the end of November. I want to go to the park <span style="font-size: large;">regularly with my lady, Ruth<span style="font-size: large;">. I want some <span style="font-size: large;">lots of walking and fresh air. Hope it comes soon and th<span style="font-size: large;">at the Creator of <span style="font-size: large;">everything lets everything grow<span style="font-size: large;"> and flourish. That is all I <span style="font-size: large;">got to say.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></b><br />
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<b><i><span style="font-size: large;">This <span style="font-size: large;">past </span>Easter weekend was lovely!<span style="font-size: large;"> The <span style="font-size: large;">Tenebrae Service on Friday was very impressive and it made Easter Sunday all the more joyful! My faith as been bolstered considerably. Thank you RHCC Service <span style="font-size: large;">T</span>eam.</span></span></span></i></b><br />
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<b><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">I wore <span style="font-size: large;">the <span style="font-size: large;">'Easter Bonnet' that I bou<span style="font-size: large;">ght and Ardelle decorated<span style="font-size: large;">. It matched my new blouse to a<span style="font-size: large;"> 'T'.<span style="font-size: large;"> I really appreciate having such a <span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">talented</span> friend. Prior to the Easter Service everyone had a lovely breakfast together which<span style="font-size: large;"> included a <span style="font-size: large;">lot of eggs; coloured and plain.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></b><br />
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<i><b><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">I don't know much about Easter except I got some nice <span style="font-size: large;">nibbles <span style="font-size: large;">of ham on Monday. But Ruth <span style="font-size: large;">told me that the Lord <span style="font-size: large;">made all the creatures here on earth including me so I guess Spring is a good time for this<span style="font-size: large;"> doggie too! I <span style="font-size: large;">won't get my groo<span style="font-size: large;">ming done till this coming Friday as Mom cancelled the one for March 29 as it was Good Friday. I am looking forward to seeing my groomer t<span style="font-size: large;">hen.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></i><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>I have had a wonderful time this past month moving myself into a new room in the house. The room is larger and a lot more interesting now</i><i> with some of my Mom's and sister's furniture in it. I am enjoying hiding my things away and putting my pictures and photographs up on the walls and shelves the way <span style="font-size: large;">I want them</span>. Thank God that they survived the locusts on Long Island, New York. </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>I have retired but it seems as though I still need to start actually doing my bucket list for sure. That list is between me and the man upstairs but I will say this: </i><i>If my dreams could all come true paradise/retirement would be — in a little bungalow
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<i> </i> <i><span style="font-size: large;"><u>The</u><span style="font-size: large;"><u> Wee <span style="font-size: large;">Few Thoughts of Dylan the Dog</span></u></span></span></i><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>I can't understand why the grass isn't green and we can't go to the park for long walks.<span style="font-size: large;"> Ruth says that <span style="font-size: large;">it is too cold still. It seems as though this winter will never end. I am for flowers and Flutterb<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">y</span>s showing up! </span></span></span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"> I have one thing to look forward to<span style="font-size: large;"> on Friday the 29th. My groomer is coming by to give<span style="font-size: large;"> me a haircut and a new <span style="font-size: large;">neck kerchief. </span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">She works with the Aussie mob<span style="font-size: large;">ile<span style="font-size: large;"> and comes to us. It is less expensive than having to go to a groomer counting the cab and all.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span> She is so cool and re<span style="font-size: large;">ally handles me with care. I think she really loves <span style="font-size: large;">the pets she grooms. <span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Well dear readers<span style="font-size: large;">;</span> I am back finally. I have been very sick with <span style="font-size: large;">that flu/cold that has been go<span style="font-size: large;">i<span style="font-size: large;">ng round. <span style="font-size: large;">I am not 100% yet<span style="font-size: large;">; but I am on the mend.</span></span></span></span></span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">I am starting a new page in my temp<span style="font-size: large;">o</span>r<span style="font-size: large;">al life. I <span style="font-size: large;">will have a larger space in which to use my computer, <span style="font-size: large;">television, and all</span></span></span>. I<span style="font-size: large;"> figure I can use the some of the space and <span style="font-size: large;">tr<span style="font-size: large;">y<span style="font-size: large;"> my hand at some <span style="font-size: large;">sketchin<span style="font-size: large;">g and painting. I will be able to write whatever and whenever I wish.<span style="font-size: large;"> </span>I don't have to worry about my time not being all my own for the mos<span style="font-size: large;">t part. I <span style="font-size: large;">have decided not to worry about being "Mrs." anyone anymore<span style="font-size: large;">; as the people that I have meant <span style="font-size: large;">online for the most part are not the people they profess to be<span style="font-size: large;">;</span> so the man in my life shall remain a 6 pound <span style="font-size: large;">Pom named Dylan.</span></span></span></span> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">I have a lot of things to keep me interested.<span style="font-size: large;"> I enjoy <span style="font-size: large;">being<span style="font-size: large;"> on my own and I enjoy being with someone special; b<span style="font-size: large;">ut I don't need to be with just anyone<span style="font-size: large;">;</span> so as I am not alone.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>I<span style="font-size: large;"> was amazed by th<span style="font-size: large;">e<span style="font-size: large;"> a<span style="font-size: large;">mounts of that </span></span>stuff you call snow that was on the <span style="font-size: large;">g</span>round this past week.</span></span></i></span> <span style="font-size: large;"><i>I almost disappeared when <span style="font-size: large;">M<span style="font-size: large;">om took me out to do <span style="font-size: large;">my duty <span style="font-size: large;">after that first b<span style="font-size: large;">ig snow fall. It was so cold I was dre<span style="font-size: large;">nched top to bottom wh<span style="font-size: large;">e<span style="font-size: large;">n I cam<span style="font-size: large;">e in from my few minutes outside. She had to dry me with a towel<span style="font-size: large;">, wrap m<span style="font-size: large;">e in a blanket and cuddle me, I was so chilly. Mom was really g<span style="font-size: large;">oo<span style="font-size: large;">d to me and made sure I did not catch cold any<span style="font-size: large;"> of the times I had to go outside. Take care fellow canines an<span style="font-size: large;">d keep warm. Sandy</span></span></span></span> be good to your Mama and take care of the girls upstairs.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span><br />
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<u><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></u>R. D. Shultzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16464021790006540891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9026324664496874951.post-59301333908524744082012-12-06T00:27:00.000-06:002012-12-08T11:47:19.318-06:00CHRISTmas is coming!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">To me it is <span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">important<span style="font-size: large;"> </span> not to say such things as 'Happy Holidays<span style="font-size: large;">' if <span style="font-size: large;">we are <span style="font-size: large;">Judea-christian</span>. I have no problem in wishing others; who aren't of my faith, things like Happy </span></span></span></span></span></i><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">Wint<span style="font-size: large;">er Solstice, Kwanzaa, or Hanukkah.<span style="font-size: large;"> But as a Christian<span style="font-size: large;">; I feel that most things during this very commerc<span style="font-size: large;">ialized <span style="font-size: large;">season <span style="font-size: large;">are</span> <span style="font-size: large;">not <span style="font-size: large;">germane</span> at all. <span style="font-size: large;">The <span style="font-size: large;">tw</span>o thing<span style="font-size: large;">s</span> that are <span style="font-size: large;">important to me</span></span></span> <span style="font-size: large;">ar<span style="font-size: large;">e</span></span> th<span style="font-size: large;">e celebration of the birth of the Christ <span style="font-size: large;">C</span>hild<span style="font-size: large;"> and the s<span style="font-size: large;">weet innocence of <span style="font-size: large;">the season,</span> seen <span style="font-size: large;">through</span> the eyes of children when Santa is mentioned. <span style="font-size: large;">S<span style="font-size: large;">aint <span style="font-size: large;">Nicholas is anoth<span style="font-size: large;">er way of expressing the spir<span style="font-size: large;">it of Chris<span style="font-size: large;">tmas<span style="font-size: large;"> and it all goes<span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="font-size: large;">back full circ<span style="font-size: large;">le to the gift of the Chri<span style="font-size: large;">st Child.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>I hope that you enjoy <span style="font-size: large;">your </span>special day in December and I wi<span style="font-size: large;">sh you the very best <span style="font-size: large;">of that day. I want a g<span style="font-size: large;">rooming before Christmas. </span> I hope all my fellow canines get exact<span style="font-size: large;">ly what they want as well.</span></span></span></i></span><br />
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<br />R. D. Shultzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16464021790006540891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9026324664496874951.post-13753292996491860152012-12-05T23:59:00.001-06:002012-12-06T01:48:53.428-06:00Oh Oh ! The big 65!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">I have no problem with being 65 on December the 9th. I figure I have earned every minute of every day of both wisdo<span style="font-size: large;">m and foolishness! I wish to thank all of you that has wished me <span style="font-size: large;">'Many Happy Returns<span style="font-size: large;">'.</span></span></span></span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">My human Mom is <span style="font-size: large;">telling the truth <span style="font-size: large;">when she says she hasn<span style="font-size: large;">'</span>t <span style="font-size: large;">any </span>problem turning 65. That does not mean she is <span style="font-size: large;">particularly</span> enjoying it. <span style="font-size: large;">Every time a new birthday comes she has to figure out just w<span style="font-size: large;">hat goals she can <span style="font-size: large;">still pursue. But its alright, with any luck <span style="font-size: large;">she will follow in the <span style="font-size: large;">footsteps of her <span style="font-size: large;">Mo<span style="font-size: large;">m, have ple<span style="font-size: large;">nty of time to <span style="font-size: large;">attain her goals </span></span> and reach her 100<span style="font-size: large;">t<span style="font-size: large;">h plus.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span> </span></span></span></i><br />
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<br />R. D. Shultzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16464021790006540891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9026324664496874951.post-38760824291996428832012-11-09T01:04:00.002-06:002012-11-09T01:20:57.521-06:00Lest We Forget<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #274e13;"><i>Every Remembrance Day that comes each November makes me <span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">realize something<span style="font-size: large;">. <span style="font-size: large;">J</span></span></span>us<span style="font-size: large;">t how sad I feel for the loss of all soldi<span style="font-size: large;">ers of all the wars.</span></span></span></i></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #274e13;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">Below are quotes <span style="font-size: large;">from </span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">Canadian soldiers who have been to war<span style="font-size: large;">:</span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="huge bqQuoteLink"><a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/w/williamhal402026.html" title="view quote"><span style="color: #274e13;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>"</i></span></span>We
go on and on about our differences. But, you know, our differences are
less important than our similarities. People have a lot in common with
one another, whether they see that or not."</a></span>
<br /><span class="bodybold"><a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/w/williamhal402026.html" title="view quote">William Hall</a></span></span>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #274e13;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="huge bqQuoteLink"><a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/a/alexmorris357223.html" title="view quote">"All
of us who are convinced that our military needs all the support the
government and public will provide are pleased that he will have his
chance to do just that."</a></span>
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<span class="bodybold"><a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/a/alexmorris357223.html" title="view quote">Alex Morrison</a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #274e13;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="bodybold"><span class="huge bqQuoteLink"><a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/a/alexmorris357226.html" title="view quote">"However,
I think, first of all, that what's happening in Sierra Leone is going
to have the great influence on those governments who will be asked to
provide forces to the Congo. Second, of course, the Security Council has
no professional military advice organized in any way."</a></span>
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<span class="bodybold"><a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/a/alexmorris357226.html" title="view quote">Alex Morrison</a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #274e13;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="bodybold"><span class="bodybold"><span class="huge bqQuoteLink"><a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/a/alexmorris357236.html" title="view quote">"The
Halifax area has long played a major role in Canada's military
operations, being the port of departure for convoys, naval task forces
and army units over the past 100 years or so."</a></span>
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<span class="bodybold"><a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/a/alexmorris357236.html" title="view quote">Alex Morrison</a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #274e13;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="bodybold"><span class="bodybold"><span class="bodybold"><span class="huge"><span class="huge bqQuoteLink"><a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/w/williamste207473.html" title="view quote">"This is the wonderful thing about espionage, nothing exists any more."</a></span>
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<span class="bodybold"><a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/w/williamste207473.html" title="view quote">William Stephenson</a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #274e13;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="bodybold"><span class="bodybold"><span class="bodybold"><span class="huge"><span class="bodybold"><span class="huge bqQuoteLink"><a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/w/williamste207472.html" title="view quote">"We were trained to live by our wits, in any circumstance."</a></span>
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<span class="bodybold"><a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/w/williamste207472.html" title="view quote">William Stephenson</a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"><i><b>Halloween</b>; also known as All Hallows' Eve, is a yearly celebration observed in a number of different countries on Oct 31st. This is the date of the Western Christian feast of All Hallows or All Saints eve. According to many experts, it was originally influenced by western European harvest festivals and the festivals of the dead with possible pagan roots , particularly the Celtic Samhain. Others say that is started independently of Celtic Samhain and has Christian roots. </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #274e13; font-size: x-large;"><i><sup>Whichever it is Halloween is the chance for children to go from house to house to collect treats. Unfortunately there are those who have given rotten treats in the past and now most adults prefer to have their children to go to a party where they know they will be safe. I used to love having little kids particularly come by all dressed up as a gypsy or a bum or a fairy and give them a nice treat. It is a shame because of some persons perverted sense of what they think is humour today's children can not prove to be an entertainment of sorts to the older generation.</sup></i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #274e13; font-size: x-large;"><i><sup><i>Why don't our masters or mistresses take us out for Halloween. I ask you....if we could just get a few pieces of chicken or a bit of pepperoni, wouldn't that be lovely? Some us who are talented could do a curtsey or bow and get extras! Oh well! Nobody listens to a wee doggie so I guess I will be staying in on Halloween again this year.</i></sup></i></span><br />
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<br />R. D. Shultzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16464021790006540891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9026324664496874951.post-26013792669947604172012-10-18T08:53:00.000-05:002012-10-21T11:36:11.056-05:00Learning Even Now<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>For me; it is amazing how ones learning curve always kicks in when the teacher is available! Sometimes, someone is your teacher even when they don't realize it. Such has been the case with my Bank of America lately. Suffice to say they <span style="font-size: large;">charged me with some unfair and <span style="font-size: large;">ridiculously hig<span style="font-size: large;">h overdraft fee<span style="font-size: large;">s. I phoned their business number in<span style="font-size: large;"> the states and had <span style="font-size: large;">overdraft fees o<span style="font-size: large;">f $35 out of $70</span> on 46 cents refunded in last month. Well I still felt that they did not have a right to be charging me the remainder on the first fee so I phoned again <span style="font-size: large;">this past week. After about an hour on the phone they refunded the othe<span style="font-size: large;">r $35 and I am at last satisfied with that aspect of things. The other thin<span style="font-size: large;">g that bothers me about all banks are the huge fees put on <span style="font-size: large;">government che<span style="font-size: large;">cks that originate in the states. Once they are <span style="font-size: large;">through<span style="font-size: large;"></span> with a check of say<span style="font-size: large;">, $400 you are lucky to have <span style="font-size: large;">$350 left. Th<span style="font-size: large;">e only effic<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">ie</span>nt way to get your money out is the ATM and they are unforgiving on your end as well as the bank<span style="font-size: large;">'s end. It is my opinion that <span style="font-size: large;">t</span>he banks should go after those who are rich an<span style="font-size: large;">d leave the fixed incomes alone!</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">Another bone of contention is the problem I have getting a real live person on the line when I want to clear up a problem with that business. I a<span style="font-size: large;">lso have an issue with people who <span style="font-size: large;">have scripts that they use on every customer<span style="font-size: large;"> on their phone line. Fo<span style="font-size: large;">r instance<span style="font-size: large;">, I don't think telling someone who is livid about a mistake on their companies part, to 'have a good day', when passing the person to a supposed superior. Also what is the matter with people<span style="font-size: large;"> in the 'business worl<span style="font-size: large;">d'? Why on earth should I have to repeat everything as I go up the senority ladder? Why can't they give me the right person from the beginning??? Well those are all my complaints for today. :)</span></span> </span></span></span></span></span></span></i><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>We have had a lovely time <span style="font-size: large;">preparing our postage stamp garden in the front for the winter<span style="font-size: large;">; but <span style="font-size: large;">I think we have done what is required now.<span style="font-size: large;"> The fruits of our labour gave us many nice salads and sa<span style="font-size: large;">ndwiches. We have also been able to store some lovely h<span style="font-size: large;">erbs to put a hint of summer in our cooking this winter.<span style="font-size: large;"> So my friends I will leave the last words to my doggie<span style="font-size: large;">, Dylan.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">I sure</span></i></span><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"> think it is important to try to get along with all my canine neighbors and although some of them are larger than me I do respect and appr<span style="font-size: large;">eciate them. On<span style="font-size: large;">e noble fellow in <span style="font-size: large;">our little </span>neighbour<span style="font-size: large;">hood <span style="font-size: large;">wa</span>s fighting for his life.<span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="font-size: large;">H</span></span>e<span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="font-size: large;">was</span></span> in Ruth's prayers constantly.<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"> He did not<span style="font-size: large;"> get well; </span></span>so I know that the Lord<span style="font-size: large;"> t<span style="font-size: large;">oo</span>k him <span style="font-size: large;">over<span style="font-size: large;"> the Rainbow Bridge<span style="font-size: large;"> as</span> it w<span style="font-size: large;">a</span>s his time. He passed away on Saturday the 20th of October. <span style="font-size: large;">My <span style="font-size: large;">human friend says the important thing is<span style="font-size: large;">; that a<span style="font-size: large;">n animal <span style="font-size: large;">n</span>ever suffer needlessly<span style="font-size: large;">. I mi<span style="font-size: large;">ght add that this particular<span style="font-size: large;"> dog's</span> humans, the people<span style="font-size: large;"> that</span> own this stout fellow; are very kind and care<span style="font-size: large;">d</span> a great deal for him. <span style="font-size: large;">Te</span>t<span style="font-size: large;">e </span>you are in our thoughts<span style="font-size: large;"> today.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span><br />
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<br />R. D. Shultzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16464021790006540891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9026324664496874951.post-594502149679952962012-08-22T19:04:00.001-05:002012-08-22T22:14:16.178-05:00Summers Winding Down<div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;">
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see the Summer gradually winding down and it makes we wish the seasons
did not pass so quickly. But my favourite time of year will soon be
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is the season of bounty, here in Ontario where Autumn
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September and November. Crops are harvested during Autumn. All the
leaves are at their best as they change colours. The flowers that bloom
in Ontario are many and bountiful. My favourite is the Chrysanthemum
which comes in lovely fall colours that match the changing colours of
the trees. They seem to last past any other bloom at this time of the
year. There are fall asters as well that dot our landscape with purple
blooms. The Sumacs are changing from green to crimson and the maples
are changing their colours to a variety of hues.</i></b></span></div>
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the little jobs that prepare our homes for the winter. We can make sure
the caulking around the windows and doors and the insulation on your
electrical switch plates are up to snuff. These little investments will
produce savings and a cozy home during the winter months.</i></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="clear: both;"><i>It is the season of pumpkins,
turnips,Brussels sprouts, beets, bok choy, nappa cabbage, Chinese
spinach, Chinese broccoli, broccoli, cabbage, carrots, cauliflower,
celeriac, celery root, celery, chard, cucumbers, eggplant, garlic, green
beans, greens, kale, leeks, lettuce, mushrooms, onions, parsley,
parsnips, pears, potatoes, shelling beans, spinach, summer Squash,
winter Squash, and zucchini. Enjoy the celebration of Harvest Home on the 30th of September fellow Canadians!</i></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><i>I sure like Spring, Summer, and Autumn; but the idea of the snow and ice of the winter dragging the coat on my tummy depresses me. It would nice if we only had a couple of days of winter here; like I used to experience in my home state of Oklahoma. Mom would get me all groomed and clipped most of the year; so I wouldn't be too hot. I never had any trouble with the groomer and she always succeeded in doing a beautiful job. She would give a 'teddy bear' cut all over except around my face where I would have a modified 'lion's mane' around my face. Everyone thought I looked cute and it didn't cost a lot either. Here in Canada they want you pay and arm and a leg. Right now I look like a bear that has been hibernating all winter. I just hope I can get clipped and looking handsome soon!</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>So this past Wednesday, a friend of mind was driving to Lindsay. They asked if I would keep them company on their travels. The trip, which is about 100.4 km or 1hour and 48 minutes driving time, turned out to be very pleasant and warm.. The air was wonderful, the scenery throughout all the towns;
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<b><span style="font-size: large;"><i>We are well into the summer season. I don't know about anyone else but I miss the days of the old swimming hole. Something for nothing or very inexpensive, with no chlorine. I wonder where the pebbled beaches of the Canada's lakes are and why on earth one person should own it more than another. </i></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">S<i>ometimes there are people who are too interested in being a part of someone elses life. They don't hurt anyone physically; but can injure them in other ways. They think that overt ingratiating behaviour will some how make them the stalked person's best friend or become someone they admire. </i></span><span style="font-size: large;"><i>They seem to want to hang out with their 'hero'. </i></span><span style="font-size: large;"><i>It works for a time but then the object of their attention can become annoyed and irritated. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>I think that probably the best way of handling something like this is to not let it creep you out. If you are the recipient, it is important to just be yourself and use commonsense. It would probably be a good thing to just ask the person to leave you alone. Make it abundantly clear that they are embarrassing to the object of their admiration. That, although it is flattering, you would appreciate it if they did not continually ask for your attention and company. Make it clear that you, wish to make your own mind up as to who you want to be in company with on week days and your weekends in particular. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Do a little research and find a place for the person to go in their spare time to make new friends. People who would enjoy their attention. Whether you are a Christian or not, society does not behoove you to be a person that is there to take care of everyone on the planet. If you can't take on a project there is probably a very good reason for that. God gives us talents. Each of us has their own God given things to pursue. It is between the Lord and myself, for instance, just what my purpose or mission in life is and each of us must come to it in thoughtful prayer. I must be able to set boundaries. But I must be careful the other person does not feel like an 'untouchable'.</i></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">It really amazes a little doggie like me the things that Ruth comes up with to write about. Her head must be a very treacherous place to go. She has been around a great many different types of other people. She wants to see a happy world out their for everyone including doggies. I guess a being can only do the best they can.</span></i></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i> It saddens me a great deal the way that people today don't seem to care what happens in their society. I wonder where the teachings of my parents and grandparents have gone. Even when someone was not respected as someone that people revered; others showed common decency towards them. There is a video being shown on 'you tube' these days and you might find it interesting so <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l93wAqnPQwk&feature=share" target="_blank">go here</a>
I do not understand the way people think at all. I hope those young people get prosecuted to the full extent of the law. My generation were pretty off the wall but we still respected our elders. 'The world is big, and cat bullies might be cute, but people bullies are the ugliest monsters I can imagine.' Posted by <a href="http://angelicasidious.blogspot.ca/2011/06/bullying-is-not-okay.html" target="_blank">Angelica Sidious </a></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>There is another problem people have with their lack of manners these days as well.. The big thing is that everyone should keep a real date book so you know what is on during that month. First, to keep yourself abreast of business, social, and medical commitments. Second, to make sure you don't commit to more than you can handle. Third, it also helps to keep probabilities penciled in so that you can tell people in good time, that; if such and such happens you won't be able to attend whatever event. It makes life go along at a nicer pace. It also helps keep your relationships with people on a positive upswing.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i> Ruth is talking about a very important problem today. I watched a bit of the video with her. And people call us 'animals'! It is horrific what these human children did.
In regard to the other thing - if I had a real social life I would keep a date book. But I don't write and I can't see the sense in having a book full of paw prints. :) </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Ruth and I went to the park this morning and dirty things were littered all over the ground! My nose was not giving me the lovely green smells I have come to expect when I am there. Three nights ago I put my paw into some Setter's yucky poop because their owner didn't scoop their doggies' stuff. If I had opposable thumbs instead of paws, I would have picked up the litter and gotten my 'Mommy' to put it in one of two containers for stinky things. But I don't<b>!</b> Ruth and I were both very disappointed in the other humans about us that misuse our little park.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>This is one phenomena that the world could probably do without or at the very least change, in a great many respects. I think that it is important to know the pitfalls that come with online dating. There are the obvious pitfalls; such as the man or woman can lie about their age or send another persons picture, they can create a whole false identity online, and stranger still; this can be happening on both sides.<br /><br />Even if you are the one that is being perfectly honest that 'military person' or 'comfortable bachelor' could be a twelve year old, a pretend soldier, or worse still a guy or gal that is living on welfare checks or is married with children. If your new found love asks for money then drop him like a hot poker especially if he lives or works in Africa or China. Believe me you are not going to get any monies paid back. There are a lot of <a href="http://www.webpersonalsonline.com/online_dating_scams_how_to_protect_yourself.html" target="_blank">scams</a> afoot on the net and you don't want to be <a href="http://dating.about.com/od/onlinedating/ss/datingscams.htm" target="_blank">conned</a> believe me. You can find an article on the pros and cons of online dating <a href="http://e-protectors.com/2011/04/23/pros-and-cons-of-online-dating%C2%A0%C2%A0/" target="_blank">here.</a> So there are obvious flaws in the system. </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i> There are many advantages to all the technological progress we have had in the last thirty years and I enjoy it all. But when I really think about it, in the end online dating is precarious at best and dangerous at worse. The girl or guy who is showering you with beautiful romantic phrases more than likely got them off of a sight like <a href="http://www.the-top-tens.com/lists/most-romantic-things0to0say-to-her.asp">this </a>or <a href="http://www.quotegarden.com/romantic.html">this one</a></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>It is most important to really understand just how vulnerable both parties are in the scheme of things and to tread lightly with each other. Maybe, you could meet someone online and then proceed to date in a more traditional manner. It would probably work out better if it was months of dating rather than weeks. Here is a great <a href="http://healthland.time.com/2012/02/07/does-online-dating-make-it-harder-to-find-the-one/?xid=gonewsedit">article to read.</a> I would like to say that it is the norm for people to find their dream partner online but that would not be true. More often than not people who date online 'settle' on someone rather than being </i></span><span style="font-size: large;"><i>alone for the rest of their lives. I think that it all comes down to wanting to invest the time and stress it entails to find that special someone that will help make life more pleasant. It would truly be lovely to see more scenarios of young couples ending up as older married folks.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Mother's Day is coming up a week from next Sunday. My own Mom passed
away five years ago. A memorial to my Mother is on my website <a href="http://torriekit.tripod.com/id14.html">here </a>. I designed the whole page myself as a tribute to her. </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>It doesn't seem to be a very big deal for those under 50 these days.
Each century has its own cuts on sentimentality. In the past few years, they have claimed it is the recession but lack of money doesn't stop a person from using their talents to create a homemade card.</i></span><br />
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am thinking I just may treat myself in and around that day just so I
don't get all nostalgic. I find that if I am able to do that sort of
thing it kind of makes things a little better. I know my Mother would encourage it and probably want me to pick her up something too. Maybe I will get some bangles for myself. </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>When I think of Mother's Day, I remember giving my mother a little music box with a 18th century youth going around and around to 'Windmills of My Mind' I think. I know that my Mother kept it in her china cabinet and it seems to have disappeared completely. My Mother put our names on the things she wanted to leave each of us . I know there is no one else in the family that has the same christian name as I do. It is all too strange as is life in general. At any rate; when I gave it to her she seemed truly delighted with it. </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i> </i></span>R. D. Shultzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16464021790006540891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9026324664496874951.post-66065835853290665612012-04-20T14:26:00.000-05:002012-07-11T12:40:00.581-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: purple;">WHEN TWO HEARTS ARE MEANT FOR EACH OTHER, NO DISTANCE IS TOO FAR, NO TIME IS TOO LONG AND NO OTHER LOVE CAN BREAK THEM APART..</span></span></i>R. D. Shultzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16464021790006540891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9026324664496874951.post-40913195403466698722012-04-14T11:22:00.005-05:002012-07-11T12:41:58.937-05:00Flip Side of Easter<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKws-0Lv8iLGeUnPEPrlEdIUP3Qr1ogc-0tlurh5GQdYnsJZ7jda2ECqGSR8Yoo659-nYxLP4zVvZrNg3FKgbRAXvl2LdLL3vQRyKLOW00FA60u4yRL9aW46PUDu3tcMkeJViMAVu4xlaq/s1600/db_unknown1.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731301029917870418" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKws-0Lv8iLGeUnPEPrlEdIUP3Qr1ogc-0tlurh5GQdYnsJZ7jda2ECqGSR8Yoo659-nYxLP4zVvZrNg3FKgbRAXvl2LdLL3vQRyKLOW00FA60u4yRL9aW46PUDu3tcMkeJViMAVu4xlaq/s400/db_unknown1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 394px;" /></a><br />
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<span style="color: #006600;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: 130%;">Well here we are on the flip side of the Easter </span></span></span><span style="color: #006600;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: 130%;">Holiday. I hope the 'Bunny' was good to all and sun</span></span></span><span style="color: #006600;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: 130%;">dry but that you remembered the true meaning of the season. I was so grateful for my Church family this Easter and the wonderful services that different committees put on Friday and Sunday. Both services were quite inspirational.<br /><br />I used this last weekend as a chance to file all the annoying piles floating around my bedroom and trying to stretch out the pain incurred by my Osteoarthritis. The next object I need to buy is a proper computer chair as the straight backed chair I am using is hard to sit in for long periods of time. May</span></span></span><span style="color: #006600;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: 130%;">be I can purchase one by Christmas. <span style="color: #3333ff;">:<span style="color: #cc0000;">)<span style="color: #009900;"> <span style="color: #006600;">It kind of makes one wonder, at my time of life, just why exactly the world isn't always fair and the answer is grimly apparent.... I think it is because humans are messy and have a tendency to crap on theirs and others lots and lives. (Boy would my grade 10 English teacher, Miss Cole, be wincing at me if she saw the structure of that sentence .....LOL)<br /><br />The other thing; that is on my mind today, is how well </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: #006600;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="color: #3333ff;"><span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="color: #009900;"><span style="color: #006600;">Ruth's lovely garden is coming up in the back yard. The violets are all over the place, and Johnny-Jump-ups are just coming out. Savory, Parsley, Fever-few and a great number of other plants are making their presence known now. As always Ruth is as diligent as a mother hen with her chicks when it comes to sowing seeds, putting in plants, and nurturing them all. We people who live here are fortunate in being afforded the great privilege of being able to sit or picnic in such sumptuous surroundings. When we were in our teens and twenties who would have known that Ruth would still be a 'Flower Girl' these days?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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