a boy and his dogs

aging

Getting older seems to be a subject discussed lately.  

I am not thrilled with body parts not working so well anymore,

 but love the overall.   

This amused me years ago and I just refound it.

Most of you have read the scare-mail about the person whose kidneys were stolen while he was passed out - -well, read on. While that was an "urban legend," this one is not. It's happening everyday to women just like me...

My thighs were stolen from me during the night of August 3rd, three years ago. It was just that quick. I went to sleep in my body and woke up with someone else's thighs. The new ones had the texture of cooked oatmeal! Who would have done such a cruel thing? I spent the entire summer looking for them. I searched, in vain, at pools and beaches, anywhere I might find female limbs exposed. I became obsessed. Finally, hurt and angry, I resigned myself to living out my life in jeans and Sheer Energy pantyhose.

Then, just when my guard was down, the thieves struck again! My rear end was next. I knew it was the same gang because they took pains to match my new rear end (although badly attached at least three inches lower than the original) to the thighs they had stuck me with earlier. Now my rear complimented my legs, lump for lump. Frantic, I prayed that long skirts would stay in fashion.

It was 2 years ago when I realized my arms had been switched. One morning while fixing my hair, I watched horrified but fascinated, as the flesh of my upper arms swung to and fro with the motion of the hairbrush.

This was really getting scary. My body was being replaced, cleverly and fiendishly, one section at a time. Age? Age had nothing to do with it. Age was supposed to creep up, unnoticed and intangible, something like maturity. Then my poor neck disappeared more quickly than the Thanksgiving turkeyit now reminded me of.
This is NOT a hoax! This is happening to women in every town every night.

Warn all your friends!!!!!
PS.... Last year I thought someone had stolen my breasts. I was lying in bed and they were gone. As I sprang from my bed, I was relieved to see that they were just hiding in my pajama bottoms. I now keep them tucked in my waistband. 

Knowing it all

Stay in Your Own Life

Don’t make decisions for other people. 

That will just take the focus away from your life.

Let others find their own way. 

Support them. Encourage them. Cheer them on.

But don't think you know what's good for them. 

You don't know.

When you take inappropriate responsibility for others, 

you overextend and weaken yourself.

Don’t do that. Let others live their lives

Stay in your own life and make your own decisions. 

Put your attention where it belongs.

Listen to your guidance, honor it, act on it, 

and be committed to it. That is a full time job.

From Everyday Wisdom by Paul Ferrini

~So hard to do~

watching the territory

changes in our lives

Well I am standing up computing.  

Decided to do this upon recommendation in a book I am reading on bio mechanics.  

Then I of course did research and lo and behold 

research says sitting is bad and lots of sitting way bad

and most of my time at home inside is computing, reading, SITTING....

although I am occasionally on my feet cooking or housecleaning.....now and again.

Why stand?

There is a staggering amount of convincing research about the perils of sitting. In the scientific world, it’s similar to how the community views global warming, smoking, and sugar consumption–overwhelming consensus. Sitting is bad for you. You are slowly killing yourself by sitting all day long.

Dr. James Levine of the Mayo Clinic is one of the earliest and most vocal critics of sitting. In sources as varied as The New York Times, Salon, and Discovery News, Levine claims that “Excessive sitting is a lethal activity.” He is even credited with creating a name for what we’re facing: “sitting disease.”

Sitting all day long is so bad that it can’t even be outdone by exercise. There’s a phrase for what most of us are: “active couch potatoes,” who make a point of exercising each day, but otherwise spend the rest of the time sitting in the car, on the couch, or at a desk. Olivia Judson, an evolutionary biologist and research fellow in biology at Imperial College London who writes on the “influence of science and biology on modern life” for The New York Times, says,

Sitting all day long is so bad that it can’t even be outdone by exercise.

“It doesn’t matter if you go running every morning, or you’re a regular at the gym. If you spend most of the rest of the day sitting — in your car, your office chair, on your sofa at home — you are putting yourself at increased risk of obesity, diabetes, heart disease, a variety of cancers and an early death. In other words, irrespective of whether you exercise vigorously, sitting for long periods is bad for you.”

Sitting is bad because it’s incredibly passive and barely burns any calories. But the passivity is not the only reason sitting is bad. Excessive sitting has tangible impacts on how your body functions. 

“When you spend long periods sitting, your body actually does things that are bad for you. As an example, consider lipoprotein lipase. This is a molecule that plays a central role in how the body processes fats; it’s produced by many tissues, including muscles. Low levels of lipoprotein lipase are associated with a variety of health problems, including heart disease. Studies in rats show that leg muscles only produce this molecule when they are actively being flexed (for example, when the animal is standing up and ambling about). The implication is that when you sit, a crucial part of your metabolism slows down.”

And the plus is that I am not computing as much which is a fine thing.

Other change - realized our little girl Indigo has been hurting.  

It snuck up on us little by little.  

We didn't realize she had stopped hopping on to the sofa 

until we asked her to jump into the car and she couldn't....not wouldn't couldn't.  

We got out a drug used last year 

and the improvement is dramatic and amazing AMAZING!

spotting in the field

One good thing about winter and snow is 

that I can see animals and tracks more easily.

Last Great Dane was white and this did not hold true.

Yesterday lunch time I saw a beautiful red/gold fox 

on the upper hill carrying something.

This would have not been seen without the snow.

When are land is covered in grasses, I lose this tool.  

creating

for whatever reason weaving is not happening.  No it is not.  
I pick up yarn and put it down.  
No urge to create on the loom.... at least not now.

In the meantime, lamb stew is about to be created
and that thrills me.

what if ~

Suppose this year we have snows until the end of April? 

 We have had snows  that late before, but we started 
with less snow or bare ground.  

It would take a long time to go off.  

So many are mooing about wanting Spring but. 

 It is March and it is Maine.

It seems a long winter, but other than the nuisances of the ice, 

it hasn't been incredibly bad.

Nature works at her own pace. 

Me getting upset 

because it doesn't work the way I want is foolish.  

If I am unhappy with Maine and its weather 

I probably should consider somewhere else.  

Winter is part and parcel of Maine.

Can I with grace accept that or not?

Being tired of or hating this weather is not going to change it.  

More than likely more snows are on the way.

My choices are ~

I can fight them or I can enjoy them.

 The Serenity Prayer comes to mind....

God, give me grace to accept with serenity the things that cannot be changed,

Courage to change the things which should be changed,

and the Wisdom to distinguish the one from the other.

Will I relish spring when it comes? 

you bet. 

In the meantime 

I shall accept with grace and with serenity and extreme gratitude

what the good lord gives me.

what we should learn from a dog.......

An afternoon snooze in the sun is acceptable....