Share Your World 3/13/17

It’s time for another installment of Cee’s Share Your World. Here are my answers to this week’s questions:

Do you push the elevator button more than once?  Do you really believe it makes the elevator faster?

Confession time. I do not push the button multiple times. I’m not a type-A personality by any stretch. Instead, I’ve been known to stand outside an elevator waiting and waiting, only to find out I didn’t push hard enough in the first place. (Slightly embarrassing when someone walks up and thinks you’ve pushed it.)

Do you plan out things usually or do you do them more spontaneous (for example if you are visiting a big city you don’t know?)

I used to love spontaneity. When my husband and I were first married, we would head out on a whim for any type of grand adventure. Then we had kids, and became saddled with diapers and clothes and snacks and bedtimes, only to have those replaced with school schedules and activities. We tried to be as spontaneous as all of that allows, but hauling kids along requires lots of planning. I’ve become even more of a planner lately, after landing at ideal locations only to find a row of No Vacancy signs at all of the desirable hotels. Even successful camping requires a reservation anymore!

So, life, you win. I’m now a planner.

Describe yourself in at least four uplifting words.

Creative

Faithful

Thoughtful

Kind

If you had a choice which would be your preference salt water beaches, fresh water lakes, ocean cruise, hot tub, ski resort or desert? 

Give me a kayak and a fresh water lake, and I’m a happy camper!

Optional Bonus question:  What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up? 

I am grateful for sun. I have been living in the Oregon of my youth lately – days upon days of dismal, rainy weather. Sunday was sunny, so we grabbed our things (spontaneously) and headed to the coast, where it was warm enough to eat lunch outside! (And if you are from Oregon, you know how rare that is in March.)

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I look forward to the weather warming up, the sun coming out, the flowers emerging, and kicking my exercise program back into gear.


Thanks to Cee for another chance to write! Wishing everyone a wonderful week!

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Share Your World 2/28/17

Here are my latest responses to Cee’s Share Your World. If you would like to play along, click here.

Ever ran out of gas in your vehicle?

Not while I was driving. We ran out of gas less than a mile from the gas station when my husband was driving, and on the freeway, no less. You can imagine the bickering that came from that incident.

That being said, I’ve come close. When I was driving Sunshine on our cross-country trip to college, the gas light came on. At night. In the desert. In the middle of nowhere. It was me and three kids in the car, Needles, California was the next thing on the map, and it was nowhere in sight. Finally, lights blinked in the distant darkness, and with a twisting in my gut, I coasted into the nearest gas station, thanking my lucky stars. I am now careful to fill up when it gets around 3/4 empty.

Which are better: black or green olives?

I’ve finally jumped onto the olive bandwagon somewhat after eschewing them for most of my life. I prefer black to green, though I really like a couple of chopped kalamatas on a salad.

If you were a great explorer, what would you explore?

I would explore foreign lands and cultures. I find it really interesting to see the way our different experiences intersect and how other people have learned to adapt to their situations.

Quotes List: At least three of your favorite quotes?

This is a long one, but it’s always been one of my favorites. I tend to be a sideline sort of person, so it pushes me to put myself out there beyond my relatively close comfort zone.

It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.  ~Theodore Roosevelt

And this one about being an authentic person has always stuck with me.


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This quote about just doing the right thing and being who you are also really speaks to me.

People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered. Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives. Be kind anyway.
If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies. Succeed anyway.
If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you. Be honest and sincere anyway.
What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight. Create anyway.
If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous. Be happy anyway.
The good you do today, will often be forgotten. Do good anyway.
Give the best you have, and it will never be enough. Give your best anyway.
In the final analysis, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway.
-this version is credited to Mother Teresa

Here’s another. (Don’t get me going on quotes!) It’s highly applicable to our current political situation.

What you do speaks so loudly I cannot hear what you say.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson

Optional Bonus question:  What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up? 

Last week I pulled out my drawing pencils and sketch book. I haven’t played around with them for a while, but some art therapy is needed at this time in my life. Like so many other things, this hobby is a combination of work-in-progress and steep learning curve. My fantasy is to paint a giant masterpiece on canvas, something that others would relate to. Haha. For right now I will content myself with trying to figure out how to draw non-Picasso-like faces and symmetrical eyes. But I am grateful for this hobby.

The second part of this question is much harder to answer.

I don’t ever look forward to the week of daylight savings time. I think I dread it more than the dentist, if that’s possible. It stems from not being a morning person and having a relatively early-morning job. I guess I could look forward to my internal clock eventually catching up.


Wishing you all a great week!

As always, thanks to Cee for this wonderful opportunity to write!

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Blocking the Opponent

Let me start off by admitting that I’ve never been much of an athlete. I tried track in high school and got 4th out of 4 by hanging back to encourage a teammate during the mile. (She had the nerve to sprint ahead of me at the finish!) I was the kid shooting granny-shots in middle school basketball during the last 5 minutes of a winning game. So maybe my view is skewed, and maybe I have this wrong, but allow me an attempt at an analogy.

I remember during that middle-school basketball experience learning how to plant my body in front of my opponent to impede his progress. I don’t remember the name of the move, but I do remember that it was risky. Placing yourself in front of a charging, basketball-wielding player intent on hitting the goal might cause you, upon contact, to go flying across the court. It was also tricky. Not fully planting your feet would cause a foul call upon you. Your job as defense was to plant your feet firmly and road-block your opponent.

Progressives are now playing defense. Not only that, but we are playing against the team that is known for playing dirty, and they’ve probably bought the refs. But we can use and must use this play.

It’s time to dig in our heels and not chase down the players. It’s time to plant ourselves firmly in front of the player with the ball and not move. He may, and probably will, get around us, but hopefully we’ve given the blockers time to move into position to successfully throw the ball back to us. The opposition may score a few points, but this is a game we must win. Our democracy depends upon it.

Life as a Jenga Tower

Carefully the foundation was laid,
Criss-crossing planks reaching toward a sky
That tantalized with low-strung clouds of hope
And a vast expanse of possibility.

Life took a plank here and there,
That’s how the game is played,
Opening holes into the recesses of mind and heart,
But a Jenga tower is not easily toppled.

Illness came like the petulant child and
Swiped at the blocks, scattering a few to far reaches,
Never to be seen again,
Knocking the tower a little off kilter.
But the tower remained standing,
Shored up by many hands.

Blocks were extracted as
Building materials for towers which were
Themselves under construction
In a reach for that wide expanse of sky
In a never-ending shuffle of finite resources.
Still, the tower held firm.

Then a block was drawn from the bottom,
And the tower groaned.

Then another.

And another.

Players played on,
Wondering why the tower swayed.
Unaware of the laws of physics,
Of gravity
And of equal and opposite reactions,
They poked and prodded at the structural integrity
Of the Jenga tower.

The game is still in progress,
Though the base has become riddled with openings
Where the winds of disillusionment and melancholy
Eddy and swirl.


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