Archive for November 7, 2016

Recipe to Get You Through the Week

This has been a stressful year, but it’s over tomorrow.  The campaigning, innuendos, half (and non) truths, name-calling, squabbling, taking sides….  We’re all sick of it.

I propose two things.  First, of course, is to vote tomorrow.  If you don’t vote, you forfeit the right to complain about the outcome.

Second, make Wednesday a calm, peaceful day.  Reconcile with friends and relatives with whom the election has caused rifts.  Start looking for the positive side of the candidates and ballot measures that won.  Enjoy the fact that your mailbox isn’t stuffed with election materials and that your phone isn’t ringing off the hook with recorded political messages.  If doing something semi-destructive but also constructive will calm your nerves, take a walk and collect political signs from light posts (not from private property) and bring them home to recycle.

And, most of all, feel American-proud that you did your part to foster democracy by voting.

 

 

Stop U.S. Postal Service

Do you receive one or more copies of the thick-papered, glossy, full-color U.S. Postal Service’s USA Philatelic but don’t collect stamps and are disgusted by the waste of money and trees?  Call them at (800)782-6724 and ask them to stop.

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What can $7 Billion Humans Do?

Today’s Thursday Thought gives us a place to start.

 

 

Do Bad Guys Need Razors?

After watching the news for some time, I realize the motivation for men who commit crimes: they need money to buy a razor.

Just look at their pictures.  None is clean-shaven, and most have at least a 5:00 (and 6:00, and 8:00…) shadow.

So, I propose taking up a collection to buy a million (to start with) disposable razors to give out to men contemplating committing crimes.  I figure that should cut our crime rate in half.

Are you with me?

 

 

 

Protecting Parents

Imagine visiting your dad in a nursing home.  The woman in a nearby room is alone and unable to fend for herself.  Get past the sights and smells of the place and into what she might be feeling. Here’s one woman’s experience, in her own words:

PLEASE…I’M HERE…SOMEBODY….  I know you’re visiting your father in the next room, but I’ve called out a dozen times for a blanket.  You must have heard.  Please get someone for me.  Last week I was so thirsty, but nobody would answer my call button, and the woman visiting her friend in the other bed became irritated with me and closed the curtain between us. This morning I heard the laughing—again—one aide mimicking my slurred speech, the other calling out my daughter’s name like I do when I really get feeling down.  I’m old, but I’m not deaf or stupid.  I’ve been in this place for so many months, I’m less than a piece of furniture.  If you tell someone in charge and wait to be sure something is done, then I’d be so grateful.  No, it won’t get you in trouble, but, chances are, nobody will even think about treating your dad the way they’re treating me.  Please… somebody…please.

Then, take a minute to give her a smile or ask if she’d  like you to get someone to help her.  You may be the only bright spot in her week.  And watching out for other people’s parents shows honor and respect for our own.