I’m so grateful for all of you.
Blessings and best wishes for all of us for 2013.
Harnessing the healing power of snark
A discussion about the best choice for a new computer.
-“I’m in the market for a new laptop, but I’ll tell you, this is what I worry about. They’re all manufactured in China now, and I can’t help wondering if they are slipping in some kind of tiny chip that we don’t know about, that’s broadcasting all of my information to them whenever I get on the Internet.”
Silence, as the rest of the table really has no idea what to say to this.
-“Well,” someone ventures tentativelly, “given the fact that the Chinese can’t even control the Internet and what goes on with their own population, and that they failed miserably in forcing manufacturers to install any kind of controlling or limiting software on the computers sold in their own country, I really don’t think you have to worry about that.”
-“But what if they’re installing something like ‘sleeper cells’, something that’s dormant now but could be activated at anytime in the future.”
More silence, as that same someone struggles to find any kind of reassuring response.
-“OK-well, I’d say you have at least 15-20 years before that even becomes a remote possibility.”
(This isn’t a tiggerprr original, I borrowed it from a friend on Facebook who lifted it from somewhere else,etc, but it made me smile, and it’s oh so true.:))
FOR THOSE born 1920-1979 (and those who were not, you could learn something from this!)
First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they were pregnant.
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can and didn’t get tested for diabetes.
Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered with bright colored lead-based paints.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.
As infants &children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, booster seats, seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.
We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank Kool-aid made with sugar, but we weren’t overweight because, WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day, and we were O.K.!
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes after running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo’s, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 150 channels on cable, no video movies or DVD’s, no surround-sound or CD’s, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or chat rooms.
WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!
We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.
We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.
We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and, although we were told it would happen, we did not poke out very many eyes.
We rode bikes or walked to a friend’s house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!
Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn’t had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!
These generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!
If YOU are one of them Congratulations!
You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated so much of our lives for our own good.
While you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave (and lucky) their parents were.
Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn’t it?
There was lots of excitement here yesterday, because I received a package full of new supplies for my uplink to the Borg collective CPAP machine. This was a very good thing, because apparently someone felt it necessary to bite their way through my previous air supply hose. TWICE.
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I’ve been doing a lot of research on fibromyalgia lately, but I’ve discovered that a great majority of books on the subject were written before the advances of the past few years. This was especially brought home to me yesterday when I was reading to my husband a passage from a book written in 1998. If you felt a great eruption yesterday, don’t worry; that was just my engineer husband’s response to the helpful instructions stating that, “The World Wide Web is the segment of the Internet with graphics.”
My husband and I just went to the grocery store to buy some dessert. As we were standing in the ice cream aisle, perusing all the choices, we heard the high-pitched sound of a little boy talking to his dad. Neither one of us really paid any attention to it, until we noticed that it wasn’t stopping. So we both looked up at the exact same moment, just in time to hear him yell, “The witch, daddy, the witch!” over and over again. And he was pointing? Directly at me.
Image courtesy of FreeDigitalPhotos.net.
Buying myself a new pair of jeans before I realized that “flare” is the new millenium’s Code Word for “bell bottoms”.