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My Blog is just about me, my thoughts, feelings, imagination. And about people I Love (my dogs included), as well as things I like to do. Some come from real life situations and some just, as I wrote from my imagination. It's all in good fun.
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Wanting Simply Oct 31, 2008 8:53 am
Mood: contemplative, 371 Views
What's the sure fire way to get everything you want?
Answer: Want nothing.
I am beginning to believe that the only thing keeping us from becoming truly happy is to want things we can't have. We wouldn't have to want the things if we already had them. And obtaining most things is near impossible, especially as we generally set our sights too high. If we begin to keep an open mind and make our wants more general, I think we'll be happier. What the heck am I talking about, eh? Well, let me give you an example. Let's say you are hungry. That is a need. But when hungry you want a lobster instead of say a grilled cheese sandwich. Both the lobster and the sandwich would fill your need and your belly, but not your want. So, I'm just saying, maybe we need to want more simply.
Keeping an open mind can be difficult as we've already spent a lifetime defining what we want. We have chosen a favorite color usually as a first want. Well, to be honest with you, just about any color will do in most situations. Society has also helped to shape our wants. Certainly wearing a light blue tux in the 1970's was a great fashion statement, but today is a fashion faupax. I'm sorry, but I'm too lazy to look up the correct spelling for that French word. Anyway, the man is still the same in the suit. We just feel that he has bad taste. I'm
amazed at choices people make. I mean, in my small town people choose pop over juice, milk and water, so there is a lot of tooth decay. I can't believe women even go around without front teeth. Instead, they have satellite TV, the quickest internet connections, the latest mobile phone, I-pods and video games in their homes. So what's more important? A part of your body or stuff you own? I try to spend my money on the dentist. But that's my choice. They don't seem to see how unimpressed I am with their things as I smile without gaps, lol.....
So I'm just saying maybe we need to take things closer to home. By home, I mean by starting with out own bodies. Is there anything your physical body needs more than you need to keep up with the Jones? Okay, well I guess what I really mean to say is not want nothing, but want things more in general. Have a more open mind on options so that you will be happier. I think all of our mothers tried to impress this fact upon us when young, but most Americans failed to heed her warnings. Remember a time, or a similar time, when we all wanted the cherry lollipop, but there was only one and four or five children? Let's say. Your mother tried to impress upon all of you that all lollipops were created equal, lol, but to no avail. Someone started to want the single flavor cherry and all fell into line with the same want. I'm just saying choose for yourself. Other flavors are just as good. Keep an open mind and your life will be much richer and happier. (Eats a rootbeer lolli)
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What Are You Up To? Oct 27, 2008 8:28 pm
Mood: curious, 634 Views
I went into chat today to see what many of my friends on here were up to, but they were just lurking, lol....
So what are you up to???
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Demolition Oct 11, 2008 3:13 pm
Mood: confused, 630 Views
I went to the gym today and there was a house from the 1800's being torn down next door. All that was left was the front wall. The home was up for sale twice in the ten years I've lived in this town, so I was surprised to see it suddenly torn down.
The home was a beautiful victorian with white columns out front. It even had a two car garage which is rare in this historic town. I'd say a home like that would go for over $500,000 in New York. Here however, victorian homes are primarily what we've got, so it was no big deal to the locals. What a waste. Can you imagine just trying to afford the woodwork in a home like that?
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25th Reunion Oct 5, 2008 7:20 pm
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Wow, last night was my 25th high school reunion. I had a blast. I needed something like this after all the horrible things going on in my life.
My good friends were waiting outside for me. When I was five minutes late they called me from the parking lot I was sitting in, lol!
Anyway, when I got there someone had taken my photo name tag. They left the casino play money but took my photo. Strange.
Anyway, let me tell you, I'm grateful to God for my disability. One of the side affects of my propopagnosia is difficulty regulating body temperature. When it's cold my body temp. drops and I don't age as fast as my peers. That was clearly evident at the reunion. I heard one woman say, "How does she stay so young looking?"
I got about four hoots from men who probably didn't know who I was. They must have thought I worked there at first.
Men who ignored me in high school because I looked like I was 12, now came up and wanted hugs. I just gave them quick pats so as not to encourage them.
I think it helped that my daughter helped dress me like a Bratz doll for casino night. I had my red, lace baby doll top on with black jeans and four inch sandal heels. Lots of sparkles as well, lol!
Most of the other women there were dressed like they were working in a bank instead of there for the casino. I mean if you are going to work you wear the suit and if you are going to a casino you dress like Vanna White.
I also had fun learning the games. My friend Patty won the Black Jack games. I think that was because I was taking advice from my other friend, Mike G, lol...
When we got to the Texas Hold Em game though I cleaned house. I won all the chips from my friends. I'd love to play that game again. I think my friend Nancy was over analyzing the game, though because when I asked her what the odds were that I won, she actually tried to calculate it. I told her there were too many unknown variables and she concurred, lol....
Mike though won many back on the roulette game, as he used the same strategy he used when playing bingo with old women, lol!
He laid his money on four squares across the board.
Well, it was play money, so I think that helped with it being fun. I did have a great time.
The end of the evening was a little sad though when I learned that one of my friends (one year behind me) had died of cancer. I wonder how many more have passed on and I just don't know it. Well, it was good to enjoy the ones alive and kicking last night.
My friend Patty summed it up. She laughed and said, "In high school I'd never thought I'd see you drinking s-- on the beach
and gambling."
Well, we have all grown up and there's nothing wrong with a little fun now and again.
I'll have to see if I can get together with my friends more often. They are a hoot.
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90.5 Sep 23, 2008 5:44 pm
Mood: sad, 777 Views
I saw my grandmother yesterday for the last time in her life she will be cognizant. She was given a Morphine drip right after I left the hospital. When she saw me she smiled. Since her husband died, we have been like two old women who are best friends, gossiping for years, telling each other our troubles, promising secrecy. She was such a sweet soul. For years she's told me, "They (our family) never tell me anything. I want to know what's going on."
She knew she could count on me for all the info. If the news was troubling on my end, she would always find a way to cheer me up. Just a few weeks ago, I told her nothing else matters because my grandma Loves me.
She laughed and said, "That's right."
This wasn't like losing an elderly family member who'd long lost their mind. Her mind was sharp until the morphine drip. Her mind was more with it than my own mother's who had burnt out on prescription drugs in the 70's. It reminds me of what Christ said of the apostles who could not stay awake, "The mind is willing but the body is weak."
The doctor became upset when some family said they wanted surgery and others the morphine drip to let her pass. I wanted to hold on to her with surgery, but when my aunt asked me what I wanted, I told her that what I wanted didn't matter. Only what Grandma wanted was what should be done. They took her off the morphine (in shots or pills before the strong drip) and my aunt asked her what she wanted. She said that she had lived long enough and wanted the pain to end. They gave her the drip right after I left. She had been waiting for me to arrive so she could talk with me. She didn't want to do the drip until then. After less than half an hour of reminiscing, she told me that she was tired.
I tried not to cry in front of her. I almost made it without a tear. But then she'd asked me to thank my ex for allowing me to bring my children to see her. They made her smile. Here she was making me promise to thank the man who has tortured me for eight years by constantly trying to take my children. I did as she asked. I hope I will live as long, have as sharp a mind and most importantly be as kind when I am old.
She is to wear a pearl necklace at her funeral. Her wish is that I am to have the necklace before they bury her.
When I wear it I will think of my grandmother. I will think of my best friend.
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My Dad To The Rescue Sep 20, 2008 7:05 am
Mood: hopeful, 749 Views
My appeal was quashed two days ago. My ex's attorney must have known because she never submitted her brief in response. She likely has inside information then with the Superior Court of Pa. That's not fair.
Anyway, there will be no hearing...yet. The reason the Superior Court of Pa. gave for rejecting the appeal was because they stated that I did not have a transcript. This is after the fact that I requested "forma pauperis" for the transcript of the lower court and was refused. The Superior Court stated that I should have appealed the refusal of transcript. Per PA law, though I could submit a transcript by recollection which I did, but which the lower court refused to accept so Superior Court refused it. This should be illegal, as the law states that recollection can be submitted in lieu of a transcript when one is not available.
Well, It's a man's world, in this backward county, so I spoke with my father. He will pay the $1400 for the transcript. I am now requesting a reconsideration. If Superior Court refuses my request, I will still use the transcript for a Judicial Review of the lower court. The transcript (if not corrupted) should show how the judge has broken PA law and misbehaved in general. Saying, "shut up" instead of using a gavel, really should not be acceptable behavior.
I can also appeal the Superior Court's decision to quash. But this is more time my children are growing up without me, except on weekends. I am a good mother. I don't do drugs, have one drink per year with my best friend only, do not yell, but count and use time-out instead or loss of priveledge, and I am very loving towards them. So there is no reason for this and I have had enough and so has my dad.
My dad is great. He is also traveling two hours today to buy my house that is scheduled for foreclosure Oct 1st. I am crossing my fingers hoping it will work out. Then he will still let me and his grandchildren live here. Wow, my dad has set the bar high guys, lol!
PS:
I got a letter from my ex's attorney yesterday stating that she wants all profits from the sale of the home to go to my ex. Apparently, she doesn't know what a short sale is. I informed her in a letter that there was no profit in a short sale and that she should contact the bank for further details. In a short sale the bank has to accept the appraised value of the home. I had the home appraised at $75,000 three years ago, but my ex insisted on having it reappraised in an attempt to get more of my money. With the current market in a dramatic slump, it appraised for at most $52,000. The bank will have to accept the amount without me owing any more, my children will not lose their home, my dogs will not have to go to the pound, my father is our hero, and my ex will not get any profit I might have incurred from a regular sale. Haaaaaaa! Well, I am told the process could take up to three months to finalize, but it's good to know the wheels are in motion.
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15 Minutes Sep 14, 2008 6:19 am
Mood: worried, 789 Views
The housing problem is not so bad compared to what I have to go through next week. Superior Court of Pennsylvania has given me 15 minutes to argue my case on why I should get my children. I wrote everything out that I could in that amount of time, but there is still so much more to say. Actually, I wrote 10 minutes worth and saved 5 for my children to have their say. Hopefully they will be allowed to speak, as they should have a say in all of this. No one can put it better than they can.
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Double Yikes Sep 10, 2008 7:37 pm
Mood: scared, 797 Views
Today I went to look for subsidized housing. Some in this local area have very, very scarey people in them. Some are so doped up they are lucky to be able to walk. Anyway, so I went to one of these fine establishments and asked for a three bedroom apartment. All they had available was two bedroom. But then the woman asked about the custody of my children. She said that since I had them less than 50% of the time, that I was not eligible for a two or three bedroom and had to take a one bedroom. I then asked the woman how me and my two children could fit in a one bedroom apartment and she said that it was HUD rules that bound her. When I also told her that my ex takes 55% of my pay for child support, she told me that she would have to count my income prior to him taking out any money. She then said that there was a year waiting list for one bedroom apartments.
So I asked to be put on the list just in case. Maybe I will win custody on the 23rd of this month and can get in one of the two bedroom ones quick. I'll do a short sale of my home to avoid foreclosure now.
Anyway, I went to another interesting subsidized apartment complex, it seems okay. I'll drop off the application on Friday.
The other three subsidized housing places in the area are simply unlivable. All three have several clients from when I used to do mobile therapy. I know all about their drug and alcohol problems so I really don't want to have to live amongst them. If I have to go there, I'll try to keep to myself as best I can until I can get out. Hard to believe I lived in a five bedroom, six fireplace, six bathroom home growing up. The inground swiming pool is just a thing of fantasy now. Now I just want somewhere safe.
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The Wall Sep 1, 2008 9:25 pm
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I visited the Vietnam War Memorial Wall this weekend. It's an awesome thing to see. Not so much the wall. The wall is a list of names of the long dead, but what's to see are the veterans who come to look at the names on the wall. A strange thing happened to me when I walked up to a vet and spoke with him. First I'd asked him if he was a vet. He replied that he was. Then I asked if he found names of those he knew on the wall. His eyes watered up and he replied that he found ones he knew. He then told me which unit he was in and where he was stationed. As coincidence would have it, he was with my father. My father was a doctor and only had two medics under him, so they didn't know each other personally, but they must have seen each other from time to time.
He's got medical problems now from agent orange as well. My father's got diabetes. This gentleman had a large tumor removed from his neck-to name one of his ailments. It's just a shame what happened to these men. It's a worse shame how they were treated when they returned home.
I want my father to know he's appreciated. I bought him a beaded band made by the Chippewa Native Americans. I was told that the band should be placed around a feather and presented to a vet who did valorous deeds in the war. My father certainly deserves this honor. He is also a big fan of Native Americans, so this will be the perfect gift for him (besides the vet hat I got him. After buying the gift, my son then stated, "Now we only need a Native American to present it to him."
LOL! I think God gave us children to keep life from becoming utterly depressing.
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Sea Turtles Sep 1, 2008 9:09 pm
Mood: contemplative, 776 Views
I'd read an article in "Newsweek" last week about how Chinese who live overseas are called "Sea Turtles". This affectionate term helps bond individuals to China. The Internet was also listed as another bonding agent. When I think about it, I'm 4th generation (Irish, Dutch,etc.), but I still think fondly of the places I've come from. I don't always agree with some of the governmental policies from my "hometowns", but I still enjoy bonding with the charming aspects.
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