<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310</id><updated>2012-01-14T20:14:32.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karen's Corner</title><subtitle type='html'>This is a Creative Journal written in poetic style. 
 It describes the happenings of my Day or important  people and Events in my Life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>656</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-2491024116285912935</id><published>2012-01-14T20:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T20:14:32.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>Its been a very long time I know since  anything has been posted  hereon &lt;br&gt;Karen&amp;#39;s Corner.   I know some of you have been asking &amp;amp; wondering why I &lt;br&gt;haven&amp;#39;t been writing.  I am sorry I stopped,didn&amp;#39;t realize that some of you &lt;br&gt;actually enjoyed the KDD&amp;#39;s I use to  write &amp;amp; the updates I sent now &amp;amp; again.&lt;br&gt; Life gets in the way &amp;amp; habbits broken&lt;br&gt; Also, I personally, felt like  the KDD&amp;#39;s were not very good, that they &lt;br&gt;were,not really creative,or considered to  be  poetry&lt;br&gt; however, I guess, you my readers, have missed &amp;amp; do,find my messages &lt;br&gt;interesting &amp;amp; that  I have  at least a little talent.  , &amp;amp; so I have &lt;br&gt;decided  to attempt  to compose what you all know as KDD&amp;#39;s.   I can&amp;#39;t &lt;br&gt;guarantee that  I will be writing  daily but I will certainly try.   Maybe, &lt;br&gt;I will be able to develop this craft? I am  considering  taking an elements &lt;br&gt;of Poetry class.&lt;br&gt; I will have to get  into the habit &amp;amp; find the time to sit &amp;amp; draft my &lt;br&gt;KDD&amp;#39;s,but it will be worth it,if it makes you all Happy &amp;amp; you enjoy &amp;amp; can &lt;br&gt;get a glimpse of what&amp;#39;s happening for Darrell and me.&lt;br&gt; So,Soon you will see a kDd.  I have  written the outline of one this &lt;br&gt;evening.  I am  going  to  try and  surmise  events of the past 7  months, &lt;br&gt;create something that is interesting &amp;amp; written with  whit &amp;amp; humor.    I am &lt;br&gt;hoping by     the weekend  a new  KDD will  be  up &amp;amp; ready for you all to &lt;br&gt;read.  So stay tuned.&lt;p&gt;Until then,&lt;p&gt;Karen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-2491024116285912935?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/2491024116285912935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=2491024116285912935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/2491024116285912935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/2491024116285912935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-6952566590444879097</id><published>2012-01-14T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T19:51:39.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings:5 Keys to making and keeping your New Year Resolutions</title><content type='html'>-------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#11365         Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;5 Keys to Making and Keeping Your New Year Resolutions&lt;br&gt;=======================================================&lt;p&gt;1. Define the Win&lt;br&gt;Many people make mistakes of making very general goals and never&lt;br&gt;end up keeping them. It&amp;#39;s one thing to say, &amp;quot;I want to lose&lt;br&gt;weight&amp;quot; and entirely another thing to say, &amp;quot;I want to lose 50&lt;br&gt;pounds by Thanksgiving.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Fifty pounds is a defined win. When you state, &amp;quot;I want to lose&lt;br&gt;weight.&amp;quot; you have defined a direction, but you haven&amp;#39;t defined a&lt;br&gt;measurable goal line. How will you know when you have lost&lt;br&gt;enough? You can always make another goal later.&lt;p&gt;Here are some abstract goals that have been better defined to&lt;br&gt;understand a win.&lt;p&gt;I want to read more - I will read 12 books this year&lt;br&gt;(1 book a month)&lt;p&gt;I want to eat better -&lt;br&gt;I will eat a minimum of two vegetables a day&lt;p&gt;I want to exercise more -&lt;br&gt;I will run 500 miles this year.&lt;p&gt;I want to be more generous -&lt;br&gt;I will give 15% of my income away this year.&lt;p&gt;2. Make smaller goals along the way.&lt;br&gt;In football there are two lines that really matter. The official&lt;br&gt;goal-line where all the points are scored and the first-down&lt;br&gt;line where a team advances ten yards and gets 4 more shots at&lt;br&gt;the goal-line.&lt;p&gt;The smaller goal of the first-down marker is often what really&lt;br&gt;advances the ball and helps teams make it across the bigger&lt;br&gt;goal-line that counts.&lt;p&gt;Create for yourself smaller goals that you can achieve on a&lt;br&gt;weekly or monthly basis that will help you achieve your bigger&lt;br&gt;goal. If your goal is to read twelve books a year, that&lt;br&gt;translates into one book a month. If you want to lose 50 pounds,&lt;br&gt;that&amp;#39;s roughly one pound a week. Make smaller goals and&lt;br&gt;celebrate when you&amp;#39;ve reached them.&lt;p&gt;Celebrating small successes along the way will give you the&lt;br&gt;momentum you need to reach your bigger goal.&lt;p&gt;3. Don&amp;#39;t be afraid to ask for help.&lt;br&gt;Your goal may be something huge like to quit smoking. Do some&lt;br&gt;research and consult some people or products that are geared to&lt;br&gt;help you. If you want to lose weight, don&amp;#39;t be afraid to consult&lt;br&gt;your doctor and even sign up to meet a trainer at the gym. If&lt;br&gt;you want to read more, ask someone you know who reads a lot and&lt;br&gt;ask them for strategy and tips.&lt;p&gt;4. Make the goal with a friend or group of friends.&lt;br&gt;If you are trying to lose weight, get your spouse on board to&lt;br&gt;exercise with you or to make a similar commitment to eat&lt;br&gt;healthier. If you are trying to read a book a month, start a&lt;br&gt;book club. Have a friend meet you at the gym 3 times a week. If&lt;br&gt;you want to write more, start a blog and ask your friends to&lt;br&gt;follow.&lt;p&gt;5. Evaluate your results.&lt;br&gt;Set an end date and set aside time to evaluate how you did&lt;br&gt;throughout the year towards your goal. Every goal achieved and&lt;br&gt;not achieved is a chance to learn. Maybe you only read ten books&lt;br&gt;instead of twelve (odds are that&amp;#39;s about nine more than you&lt;br&gt;might have otherwise). Maybe you only lost 35 pounds (that&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt;still 35 pounds!). Maybe you quit working out in February&lt;br&gt;because you got a cold and never went back. Figure out what went&lt;br&gt;wrong and what went right. Take the time to measure how far you&lt;br&gt;have come and challenge yourself with something new for the next&lt;br&gt;year.&lt;p&gt;What kind of resolutions are you making this year?&lt;p&gt;~Pastor Jonathan Hill~&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thank you for inviting MountainWings into your mailbox.&lt;br&gt;Change a life, give a friend MountainWings.&lt;br&gt;See you tomorrow.&lt;p&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or click the Share Link below to&lt;br&gt;Print, Share by Email, Facebook, Blog or many other services:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/11365.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/11365.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-6952566590444879097?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/6952566590444879097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=6952566590444879097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/6952566590444879097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/6952566590444879097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2012/01/mountainwings5-keys-to-making-and.html' title='MountainWings:5 Keys to making and keeping your New Year Resolutions'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-6939635994831656669</id><published>2012-01-14T19:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T19:25:07.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mountain Wings A Thousand Marbles:</title><content type='html'>MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#1132          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;A Thousand Marbles&lt;br&gt;===================&lt;p&gt;The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings.&lt;p&gt;Perhaps it&amp;#39;s the quiet solitude that comes with being the first&lt;br&gt;to rise, or maybe it&amp;#39;s the unbounded joy of not having to be at&lt;br&gt;work. Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are&lt;br&gt;most enjoyable.&lt;p&gt;A few weeks ago, I was shuffling toward the kitchen with a&lt;br&gt;steaming cup of coffee in one hand and the morning paper in the&lt;br&gt;other. What began as a typical Saturday morning turned into one&lt;br&gt;of those lessons that life could only give you every once and a&lt;br&gt;while.&lt;p&gt;I turned the volume up on my radio in order to listen to a&lt;br&gt;Saturday morning talk show. I heard an older sounding chap with&lt;br&gt;a golden voice. You know the kind, he sounded like he should be&lt;br&gt;in the broadcasting business himself.&lt;p&gt;He was talking about &amp;quot;a thousand marbles&amp;quot; to someone named&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Tom.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;I was intrigued and sat down to listen to what he had to say.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Well, Tom, it sure sounds like you&amp;#39;re busy with your job. I&amp;#39;m&lt;br&gt;sure they pay you well but it&amp;#39;s a shame you have to be away from&lt;br&gt;home and your family so much. Hard to believe a young fellow&lt;br&gt;should have to work sixty or seventy hours a week to make ends&lt;br&gt;meet.&lt;p&gt;Too bad you missed your daughter&amp;#39;s dance recital.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;He continued, &amp;quot;Let me tell you something Tom, something that has&lt;br&gt;helped me keep a good perspective on my own priorities.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;And that&amp;#39;s when he began to explain his theory of a &amp;quot;thousand&lt;br&gt;marbles.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic.&lt;br&gt;The average person lives about seventy-five years. I know, some&lt;br&gt;live more and some live less, but on average, folks live about&lt;br&gt;seventy-five years.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52 and I came up with 3900&lt;br&gt;which is the number of Saturdays that the average person has in&lt;br&gt;their entire lifetime.&lt;p&gt;Now stick with me Tom, I&amp;#39;m getting to the important part.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;It took me until I was fifty-five years old to think about all&lt;br&gt;this in any detail&amp;quot;, he went on, &amp;quot;and by that time I had lived&lt;br&gt;through over twenty-eight hundred Saturdays. I got to thinking&lt;br&gt;that if I lived to be seventy-five, I only had about a thousand&lt;br&gt;of them left to enjoy.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;So I went to a toy store and bought every single marble they&lt;br&gt;had. I ended up having to visit three toy stores to round-up&lt;br&gt;1000 marbles.&lt;p&gt;I took them home and put them inside of a large, clear plastic&lt;br&gt;container right here in my workshop next to the radio. Every&lt;br&gt;Saturday since then, I have taken one marble out and thrown it&lt;br&gt;away.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I found that by watching the marbles diminish, I focused more&lt;br&gt;on the really important things in life.&lt;p&gt;There is nothing like watching your time here on this earth run&lt;br&gt;out to help get your priorities straight.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Now let me tell you one last thing before I sign-off with you&lt;br&gt;and take my lovely wife out for breakfast. This morning, I took&lt;br&gt;the very last marble out of the container.&lt;p&gt;I figure if I make it until next Saturday then I have been given&lt;br&gt;a little extra time. And the one thing we can all use is a&lt;br&gt;little more time.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;It was nice to talk to you Tom, I hope you spend more time with&lt;br&gt;your loved ones, and I hope to meet you again someday.&lt;p&gt;Have a good morning!&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You could have heard a pin drop when he finished.&lt;p&gt;Even the show&amp;#39;s moderator didn&amp;#39;t have anything to say for a few&lt;br&gt;moments. I guess he gave us all a lot to think about.&lt;p&gt;I had planned to do some work that morning, then go to the&lt;br&gt;gym. Instead, I went upstairs and woke my wife up with a kiss.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;C&amp;#39;mon honey, I&amp;#39;m taking you and the kids to breakfast.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;What&lt;br&gt;brought this on?&amp;quot; she asked with a smile. &amp;quot;Oh, nothing special,&lt;br&gt;it&amp;#39;s just been a long time since we spent a Saturday together&lt;br&gt;with the kids. Hey, can we stop at a toy store while we&amp;#39;re out?&lt;p&gt;I need to buy some marbles.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;~Author Unknown~&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND AND MAY ALL YOUR SATURDAYS BE SPECIAL&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thank you for inviting MountainWings in your mailbox.&lt;br&gt;See you tomorrow.&lt;p&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or click the link below to Print,&lt;br&gt;Share by Email, Facebook, Blog or other services:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1132.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1132.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-6939635994831656669?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/6939635994831656669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=6939635994831656669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/6939635994831656669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/6939635994831656669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2012/01/mountain-wings-thousand-marbles.html' title='Mountain Wings A Thousand Marbles:'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-7346640410342664396</id><published>2011-06-05T16:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T16:18:36.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's KDd:  Highlights from January to June</title><content type='html'>Today is The Fifth of June ,&lt;br&gt; and its almost  two in the afternoon ,&lt;br&gt; I know not a single KDD has been written this year ,&lt;br&gt;So I will give you the highlights of this year.&lt;p&gt; January and February were not that great ,&lt;br&gt; So I thought I would wait ,&lt;br&gt;And compose a KDD ,&lt;br&gt;But then things got busy for Darrell and me.&lt;p&gt; In late February, we had a party celebrating my Birth&lt;br&gt;These are all local friends,that are close to us, fun and down to earth,&lt;br&gt; We had a great time that day ,&lt;br&gt;Good company,Food and games we did play.&lt;p&gt; In March we went to The CSUN Convention in San Diego ,&lt;br&gt;In Mid March,was when we did go,&lt;br&gt;We saw all kinds of cool technology&lt;br&gt;not just for blind folks like Darrell and me,&lt;br&gt; but for all types of disabilities,we did see.&lt;p&gt;They had 800 venders,that  were there ,&lt;br&gt;some of the products I&amp;#39;d like to share ,&lt;br&gt;They had something called A Braille  Sense On Hand,&lt;br&gt;Its like a Blind person&amp;#39;s  PDA,Understand?&lt;br&gt;It is very small,like a computer and has a  Braille Display,&lt;br&gt; eighteen cells and little does it weigh,&lt;br&gt; very cute  powerful product indeed ,&lt;br&gt; Enables one to write and Read ,&lt;br&gt;Perform tasks for work and school ,&lt;br&gt;It is definitely very cool.&lt;p&gt;WE also saw some amazing glasses that vibrate,&lt;br&gt; At the Convention,High they did rate,&lt;br&gt;they were a topic of many dinner conversations at the table,&lt;br&gt; These special glasses would enable,&lt;br&gt;Blind folks to avoid objects over their head ,&lt;br&gt;like  overhangs &amp;amp; tree Branches,the Rep did say ,&lt;br&gt;and more  do they weigh ,&lt;br&gt;than  most.  in expensive for what they do ,&lt;br&gt; I wore them, my face hurt by the time I was through ,&lt;br&gt;When the demonstration was done,&lt;br&gt; yet,it was fun.&lt;p&gt;I felt a vibration when I got close to an  object above me&lt;br&gt;and my nose did hurt,but may  be great for another,who can&amp;#39;t see,&lt;br&gt;and may be something that we may consider at a later time ,&lt;br&gt;and if we do I&amp;#39;m sure we  could order them online.&lt;p&gt;They also had some fun  tactile games: Puzzles and such,&lt;br&gt;Things we were able to touch.&lt;p&gt;I also spoke to Company&amp;#39;s  that develop software and products for those of &lt;br&gt;us who can&amp;#39;t see ,&lt;br&gt;Thought they would have something for me ,&lt;br&gt; to enable me to do my job more easily,&lt;br&gt;and resolve my accessibility issues ,not the case ,&lt;br&gt;The convention wasn&amp;#39;t a total waste ,&lt;br&gt;and glad I had the opportunity to Attend ,&lt;br&gt;and I also did get to meet Darrell&amp;#39;s friends.&lt;p&gt;While in California, Our Friend Ruthie I did visit for a couple days,&lt;br&gt; we mostly went to the Beach,soaked    up the Rays,&lt;br&gt;Chatted  and went out to eat,Enjoyed the Weather,&lt;br&gt; Glad we had some time together.&lt;p&gt;Speaking of weather,its 99 degrees ,the high,103&lt;br&gt; Darrell and I wish 60 or 70  it could be.&lt;p&gt;In late march,we visited with Dougie and his Family ,&lt;br&gt; He remembered Darrell and me,&lt;br&gt; and the Apartment too,&lt;br&gt; I&amp;#39;m sure by sight and smell, he knew ,&lt;br&gt;and was so excited when I opened the door,  quivering with excitement ,&lt;br&gt; Am sure he could smell Joycie&amp;#39;s  scent,&lt;br&gt;so  a park nearby we went.&lt;p&gt;Joycie stayed home in her   crate,She does fine,&lt;br&gt; only  is in there once in awhile,for a short time ,&lt;br&gt;Doesn&amp;#39;t Bark or whine ,&lt;br&gt;unlike dougie.    could never get him  to go in one ,&lt;br&gt; he had separation anxiety and felt like it wasn&amp;#39;t fun ,&lt;br&gt;and couldn&amp;#39;t stand to be  away from me,&lt;br&gt;and kennel trained when younger,maybe,he would  see,&lt;br&gt;That it was alright ,&lt;br&gt;and really not that bad ,&lt;br&gt;but,unfortunately not,made him way too sad.&lt;p&gt;Sorry that I did digress ,&lt;br&gt;allow me, to finish the rest ,&lt;br&gt;of the visit with Dougie Dog,&lt;br&gt;so I can post this dose to my blog.&lt;p&gt;Darrell,Rick,Kay and I&lt;br&gt;took Dougie to a park nearby ,&lt;br&gt; He did bark ,&lt;br&gt; it was  a beautiful sunny afternoon in the park,&lt;br&gt; He has gone more gray,&lt;br&gt;Tenmore pounds he does weigh,&lt;br&gt;he still has his health issues,but loves to play,&lt;br&gt; Full  barks he does make,&lt;br&gt; and the separation anxiety some he did shake,&lt;br&gt;isn&amp;#39;t as needy,clingy and   has adjusted,enjoying retirement ,&lt;br&gt; Grateful for the time that was spent ,&lt;br&gt;Do miss Dougie,having him around,&lt;br&gt;and the cute little garks,what a cute sound ,&lt;br&gt;and the way in witch he would    communicate  with Darrell and I ,&lt;br&gt;and it was extremely sad and  difficult to say good-bye,&lt;br&gt;to him,but I know he is happy and treated well ,&lt;br&gt;from all the visits,that, we, can tell.&lt;p&gt;In April we  attended a couple Events near us ,&lt;br&gt;Some alone,some with friends,took the bus ,&lt;br&gt;One evening ,went to Open Mic Night ,it was free ,&lt;br&gt;heard Amateurs sing and perform ,&lt;br&gt;The weather was warm,&lt;br&gt; a bit&lt;br&gt;and we debated  what we,thought was a hit,&lt;br&gt;and the food was bad ,&lt;br&gt;but the time spent,we were glad ,&lt;br&gt; it was nice,enjoyed the breeze,,and the outdoors for awhile ,&lt;br&gt;Even though,we have very different styles ,&lt;br&gt;and music tastes ,&lt;br&gt;It wasn&amp;#39;t a waste.&lt;p&gt;At the end of April,we went to the  Taste of Greece,&lt;br&gt;we certainly had an interesting feast ,&lt;br&gt;and it was  a fun Friday night ,&lt;br&gt;We enjoyed most of what we ate,but not,every bite ,lol&lt;br&gt; Yet, really  appreciated the music and dancing that we did hear ,&lt;br&gt;so, that,is why we are mentioning it here.&lt;p&gt; In May we went to an Art  Festival near Mill Avenue ,&lt;br&gt;They closed some  of the roads.  that, they did do,&lt;br&gt; Our friends Amber and Alice came with us ,&lt;br&gt;We rode the Orbit   buss&lt;br&gt; They are small busses that travel around the neighborhood,&lt;br&gt; The Art Event was very good.&lt;p&gt;They had a lot of cool Art which Alice and others described to us three&lt;br&gt; Would have bought some,if it wasn&amp;#39;t so expensive you see.&lt;p&gt;They had  unique home made jewelry,household items and wooden flutes,&lt;br&gt;saw purses made from tires,not any cute little boots ,&lt;br&gt;But did see blown glass,&lt;br&gt;and met  some folks from Colorado but not mass.&lt;p&gt;Another highlight  in may,&lt;br&gt;Was  the day,&lt;br&gt;we  went to our  friend Allison&amp;#39;s pool party,it was  fun ,&lt;br&gt;She does live here in the Valley of the Sun ,&lt;br&gt; yet,  a distance away ,&lt;br&gt;,and Transportation    was a  Challenge for  those who did go,&lt;br&gt;and Allison and her Mom, Kathy, have become  part of the  Production team on &lt;br&gt;our show,&lt;br&gt;The Desert Cafe.&lt;p&gt;WE Broadcast every Sunday   Morning 10 A.M here ,Eastern time at 1 ,&lt;br&gt;A different Theme,cool music,definitely fun,&lt;br&gt;Darrell,Allison,Kathy,Amber and  me.&lt;p&gt; we search for tunes and place them in the drop box&lt;br&gt;Much variety,spanning decades,but the  show usually does rock lol.&lt;p&gt;Well,its almost 3;30,&lt;br&gt;and I need to clean our Apartment, the place is a bit dirty,&lt;br&gt;and make some dinner,&lt;br&gt;and I hope this Kdd,is a Winner?&lt;br&gt;That,it you did Enjoy? that you thought it was informative and cool?&lt;br&gt;and next weekend  our friends will hang out with us at the pool&lt;p&gt;This time,we will host the party and have invited our  close friends from &lt;br&gt;various locations in the state,&lt;br&gt; It will be great ,&lt;br&gt; will be a cookout,good food on the grill,&lt;br&gt;and swimming    we will,&lt;br&gt; go,&lt;br&gt;at least most,&lt;br&gt;,won&amp;#39;t be in the sun too much,so won&amp;#39;t roast.&lt;p&gt;So  we will   tell you about that another  time,Okay?&lt;br&gt;and BTW, Celebrated our 5 Year Wedding Anniversary,just the other day,&lt;br&gt;had a little get-away,&lt;br&gt;it was very nice,relaxing and we  enjoyed our staycation.&lt;p&gt;   tomorrow,work I do return ,&lt;br&gt; You know how it goes , Money, we all need to earn ,&lt;br&gt;and make a living,&lt;br&gt;and hope this Dose  is giving ,&lt;br&gt;you a reason to visit my blog and make you smile ,&lt;br&gt;so you will look at Karen&amp;#39;s Corner once in awhile ?&lt;br&gt; every now and again ?&lt;br&gt; Until then ,&lt;br&gt;Take care and any feedback,comments you like to share,please do,that,I&amp;#39;d &lt;br&gt;appreciate ,&lt;br&gt;Must go before it gets too late,have a good night ,&lt;br&gt;and another time,I will write.  ,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-7346640410342664396?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/7346640410342664396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=7346640410342664396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/7346640410342664396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/7346640410342664396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2011/06/todays-kdd-highlights-from-january-to.html' title='Today&apos;s KDd:  Highlights from January to June'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-2762505705181686254</id><published>2010-12-31T18:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T18:55:38.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Highlights of 2010</title><content type='html'>Hello again,&lt;br&gt; 2010 was a much  better year than 2009  Thank goodness! :)&lt;br&gt; Most of 2010was very good.  There was only a couple bad,difficult times. &lt;br&gt;They were:&lt;br&gt; Retiring Dougie and  losing our Friend Marian.     Dougie I miss and hope &lt;br&gt;to  see him soon.  Marian we  will miss you.&lt;br&gt;Now,for the good things,the highlights of 2010:&lt;p&gt; 1.  Joyce:  My new Seeing Eye Pup.  she is a  beautiful adorable &lt;br&gt;Gold-a-dore otherwise known as a black lab golden cross ((though,she looks &lt;br&gt;almost white  with some Carmel)&lt;br&gt;She is  a good guide,very smart,sweet and very playful.  She isn&amp;#39;t a &lt;br&gt;breakfast eater and is fascinated by water but won&amp;#39;t go swimming nor likes &lt;br&gt;rain lol  .  We  have never heard her bark. It was fun being at the Seeing &lt;br&gt;Eye with our close dear friend Jeff Bishop.&lt;br&gt;2.  Darrell,Friends and Family:  another year  with  Darrell, you are the &lt;br&gt;best.  Also our family and great friends.  Mom,Dad,Sister&amp;#39;s Mary Beth,Tara, &lt;br&gt;Brother-in-law&amp;#39;s Bob and Todd.  Friends: &lt;br&gt;Jeff,Keri,Alice,Tina,Marian,Ruthie,Lynda,Drew, and Mary Anne,  most of whom &lt;br&gt;live back East.    You all have been true friends,there for us through the &lt;br&gt;good,the bad and the ugly:)  lol .&lt;p&gt;3.  IPhone:  As I said,I had a  pleasant surprised  from Darrell and Jeff in &lt;br&gt;October.   This was an  early Christmas,Valentine&amp;#39;s and Birthday gift from &lt;br&gt;Darrell .  This is  amazing technology.   Not only can  one make &lt;br&gt;calls,receive  voice mail but  a whole lot more.  One can read /write &lt;br&gt;e-mail,tweet and post comments to facebook.  I have been able to  use what &lt;br&gt;are called APS such as GPS, something called around me and Foursquare to &lt;br&gt;explore my environment,see where I am in route somewhere and check in to a &lt;br&gt;destination.    I never been able to know where I was when in a car oron a &lt;br&gt;bus.   well,not  for a very long time.  If you don&amp;#39;t have an Iphone,you will &lt;br&gt;just have to see for yourself all that it can do. we can scan objects and &lt;br&gt;identify  them   through aps called Omoby and Noggles.   There are countless &lt;br&gt;other things, many categories: &lt;br&gt;Productivity,entertainment,Music,games,social networking and so much more.&lt;p&gt;4 .  Social Networking:   Specifically Twitter.   I have made some new &lt;br&gt;friends and renewed others  ,continued to cultivate existing relationships &lt;br&gt;through Twitter and facebook.  its been great and loads of fun&lt;br&gt;I have met a lot of nice people and am beginning new friendships with &lt;br&gt;people I  have known over the years through the internet.&lt;br&gt;  I appreciate all your  support,friendship,valuable information and &lt;br&gt;laughter sent  over the information  highway.   (especially Deb Lewis,Debbie &lt;br&gt;Hazelton,Allison and Amber&lt;br&gt;That is,about it.  I can&amp;#39;t think  of anymore.  Also a bit  distracted now. &lt;br&gt;We are listening to our  Friend Larry do his   New Year&amp;#39;s Eve show.  O,BTW, &lt;br&gt;we began Broadcasting again on ACB Radio Interactive.&lt;br&gt;Darrell is  cooking something good,some munchies we got at the store for New &lt;br&gt;Year&amp;#39;s eve.   So,  going to go for now.  Take Care and Happy New Year.  I&amp;#39;d &lt;br&gt;like to hear,your,highlights of  2010 and maybe,even some predictions for &lt;br&gt;2011,if you like They don&amp;#39;t have to be about Technology,could be anything:) &lt;br&gt;lol.  till then,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-2762505705181686254?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/2762505705181686254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=2762505705181686254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/2762505705181686254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/2762505705181686254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/12/highlights-of-2010.html' title='The Highlights of 2010'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-8487199667758361600</id><published>2010-12-31T18:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T18:02:23.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grinch,Denver Trip and lost a close Friend</title><content type='html'>Hello Everyone,&lt;p&gt;  Its New Year&amp;#39;s Eve so this will be the last post for 2010.  My apologies &lt;br&gt;for not blogging much  the last couple months.  I thought about  composing &lt;br&gt;one last, KDD for the year, but it has been a bitter-sweet day for us.&lt;br&gt;There  really hasn&amp;#39;t been  much going on for Darrell and me since the last &lt;br&gt;post,just the usual, work for me, and School for Darrell. WE   both have had &lt;br&gt;colds.   I  am  still not completely better,feel pretty good but still have &lt;br&gt;this wicked cough--,again  .&lt;br&gt;On November 20 th We went to see the Grinch who Stole Christmas at Gamege &lt;br&gt;over at ASU.  We had discounted tickets through Work.   It was fun,very good &lt;br&gt;and a great Saturday afternoon.&lt;br&gt;Soon after,During Thanksgiving Darrell and I went to  Denver to  Visit  our &lt;br&gt;very close dear  friend Tina.  WE stayed at the Hyatt at the Convention &lt;br&gt;Center near the 16 th  Mall.  It was a wonderful long holiday  weekend.&lt;br&gt;WE flew on Thanksgiving Day and the flights there and back were uneventful. &lt;br&gt;WE didn&amp;#39;t have to go through the  special Scanning procedures and Joyce did &lt;br&gt;very well guiding me through the airport.&lt;br&gt; Later that day, we   had  a  excellent Thanksgiving  Dinner.  The Hotel had &lt;br&gt;a  fantastic buffet, many traditional items and some that are not  such as: &lt;br&gt;Salmon,ravioli pasta and a pork dish.  In addition to getting twelve free &lt;br&gt;nights I also  get 50 % offon Food and Beverage.&lt;br&gt;Throughout the weekend we listened to  some of our Favorite Broadcasters on &lt;br&gt;ACB Radio Interactive.  Our close friend Jeff Bishop and  his friend JR did &lt;br&gt;an  eight hour marathon show,lots of fun! lol&lt;br&gt;WE  spent time  browsing shops and walking the mall,taking the light  rail &lt;br&gt;and  trying a  few new  Food Venue&amp;#39;s, The Pasta Company and Anthony&amp;#39;s Pizza. &lt;br&gt;The Best was just visiting in person.&lt;p&gt;As  it states in the subject,recently we lost  a good friend.   Her name is &lt;br&gt;Marian. She has had  a very challenging,stressful year&lt;br&gt;First she  was self employed,an Interior designer and lost the business  two &lt;br&gt;years ago.  Then, this year,lost her home.&lt;br&gt;Marian&amp;#39;s health has never been good,she  had a Chronic Heart condition,among &lt;br&gt;other things.   She was a very sweet lady and  Our Parent&amp;#39;s age.  She loved &lt;br&gt;The Arts,Theatre,was great at arts and crafts,very religious and  had good &lt;br&gt;taste for  Italian and seafood.  :)I saw her last  ,right before our trip to &lt;br&gt;Denver.   The day before, she had taken a bad fall and injured her knee. &lt;br&gt;Soon after we got together last month,she  was hospitalized,the knee became &lt;br&gt;infected.&lt;br&gt;Then, three weeks later they  transferred her to a Rehab Center here in &lt;br&gt;Phoenix.   She didn&amp;#39;t  get very good care there from what she had  said.&lt;br&gt;She was discharged from the Hospital on December 20 th.  we last spoke to &lt;br&gt;her on Friday December 17 th and never heard from her.  WE left several &lt;br&gt;phone messages but she never returned our calls.&lt;br&gt; Our intuition told us that something was wrong,she  always returned our &lt;br&gt;calls.  WE heard from her Close friend Laura this afternoon.&lt;p&gt;Evidently,Marian  got a very bad infection while in the rehab Center which &lt;br&gt;spread to   her colon so she was treated for that  at a local hospital near &lt;br&gt;her home.&lt;br&gt;Yesterday,she had surgery to remove the colon. She made it through the &lt;br&gt;surgery but  her heart failed during the night.  we are very sad and will be &lt;br&gt;attending the Memorial Service for her in a couple weeks.  She is at peace &lt;br&gt;and has she,herself would say, it was the time for the Lord to take  her &lt;br&gt;home.  She has been a good friend to us these last 6 years and we will miss &lt;br&gt;her.&lt;br&gt;Not much else happening.  WE did have a  quiet but nice Christmas.   I had &lt;br&gt;to work both Christmas Eve and Christmas Day,the  Hotel was sold out.  I did &lt;br&gt;have Sunday the     26 TH off so we  opened gifts then.  we also made a &lt;br&gt;Turkey Dinner with all the sides from Safeway and watched movies using the &lt;br&gt;Apple TV that I gave Darrell for Christmas.   O,we also got a wireless &lt;br&gt;doorbell so likely  won&amp;#39;t miss anyone who  comes to our door.&lt;br&gt;Darrell gave me my gift  two months early,an IPhone witch I love.  It was an &lt;br&gt;early Christmas,Valentine&amp;#39;s and Birthday gift.  I can do more withit then I &lt;br&gt;did with my Motorola Q windows phone in the 3 or 4 years I had  it.:)  lol &lt;br&gt;Its amazing!&lt;br&gt;  The weather here has been extremely cold, freezing  actually we got snow &lt;br&gt;yesterday.  Yes, upin Scottsdale and in East Mesa we had a few flakes and it &lt;br&gt;is very windy.&lt;br&gt; This is the first time in a decade that I have New Year&amp;#39;s Eve and New &lt;br&gt;Year&amp;#39;s Day off.  The Hotel isn&amp;#39;t having their Big Bash tonight.   They don&amp;#39;t &lt;br&gt;have the  resources,economy isn&amp;#39;t helping matters.  I have heard in past &lt;br&gt;years it was great,very expensive  but fun. I am sure we have lots of &lt;br&gt;disappointed guests.  I am certainly delighted that I have the time off&lt;br&gt; WE were  hoping to go back East for Christmas or  sometime next Month.  We &lt;br&gt;had plans too,then, we had  some new Groups make Reservations at the Hotel &lt;br&gt;and thus,increased occupancy,needing more staff to work.&lt;p&gt;WE likely will  go back home to New  England in June.   It will be a good &lt;br&gt;time, our Nephew Bobby will be  graduating from High School then. wow,how &lt;br&gt;time flies!&lt;br&gt;Our friend Larry will be Broadcasting on Acb Radio  Interactive soon.  After &lt;br&gt;Him, it will be Jeff and JR Rock&amp;#39;in   in the New Year till  1 a.m Mountain &lt;br&gt;time.  WE also will tune in to Dick Clark too.   lol&lt;br&gt;Tomorrow we will be  getting together with our friend Allison.  Not sure &lt;br&gt;what we all will do but  that too, wil  be fun.&lt;br&gt;Take care and Happy New Year.   Hope 2011 will be a  happy,healthy and &lt;br&gt;productive year  for you all.  May it be everything you want it to be.  Till &lt;br&gt;then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-8487199667758361600?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/8487199667758361600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=8487199667758361600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/8487199667758361600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/8487199667758361600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/12/grinchdenver-trip-and-lost-close-friend.html' title='The Grinch,Denver Trip and lost a close Friend'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-1098256517443308249</id><published>2010-11-06T22:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T22:57:47.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Want a New APP?</title><content type='html'>How many of you have an IPhone and   several of its many apps  ?&lt;br&gt;I do and so Does Jonathon , A new Zealand Chap,&lt;br&gt;He wrote a song about Wanting new Apps,and   the lyrics will make you laugh,&lt;br&gt;and if you go to the productivity category,maybe,it will cut your work&lt;br&gt;and half ?&lt;br&gt;It depends on your occupation and your livelihood,&lt;br&gt;and If I can learn the Phone,anybody could.&lt;p&gt;some APPS are free,&lt;br&gt;and many of those are for me.&lt;br&gt;Others just  cost a few  Bucks, and worth the money spent,&lt;br&gt;Can&amp;#39;t pay your rent or your mortgage, or replenish your fridge.&lt;br&gt;with your favorite foods and drink,&lt;br&gt;but it certainly makes you think.&lt;p&gt;It is definitely a challenge and at the beginning wil make you do more&lt;br&gt;than groan,&lt;br&gt;but, just remember, you can always go  home.&lt;br&gt;press the home button one time,&lt;br&gt;and all will be fine.&lt;br&gt;restart tap and flick,&lt;br&gt;and gradually you can  pick,&lt;br&gt;your apps and Choose ones that will meet your needs,&lt;br&gt;and learn at your own speed.&lt;br&gt;its not a race,&lt;br&gt;find APPS that interest you, that suit your tastes.&lt;br&gt;they  are definitely easy to install,&lt;br&gt;and I  tell you, you will have a ball.&lt;br&gt;Once you get the hang of it,&lt;br&gt;You will understand  why its a hit.&lt;br&gt;and    why everyone is wanting one,&lt;br&gt;its very fun.&lt;br&gt;and useful too,&lt;br&gt;So,do you want an APP  that is new?&lt;p&gt;You will definitely have frustrating   moments as a newbie,&lt;br&gt;That,was  certainly,the case for me.&lt;br&gt;and still is but not as much,&lt;br&gt;and  if you are in  touch,&lt;br&gt;Then you are already aware,&lt;br&gt;and  can relate to what I  do share.&lt;p&gt;First, you have to learn the gestures, and, once you do master,&lt;br&gt;and get a little faster,&lt;br&gt;Then begin the process  of finding a new APP,&lt;br&gt;you may have a mishap,&lt;br&gt;a long the way,&lt;br&gt;but, easier it wil get each day,&lt;br&gt;reach out to others like those on Twitter and Facebook,&lt;br&gt;or go to google and take a look,&lt;br&gt;Enjoy a nice iBook,&lt;br&gt;See all the resources that are available on the net,&lt;br&gt;and then you will be set&lt;br&gt;Yet,  the more experience  you get,&lt;br&gt;the easier it will be,&lt;br&gt;and if you don&amp;#39;t have an IPhone, get  one if you can,you  will agree.&lt;p&gt;There are a ton of    APPS,just go to the APP Store,&lt;br&gt;and   review some and then you will  continue to find more,&lt;br&gt;see  for yourself,&lt;br&gt;They  have  APPS  on productivity,Lifestyle and health,&lt;br&gt;Games,entertainment,on just about anything  you need,&lt;br&gt;News you can read,&lt;br&gt;listen to music,your  favorite station,&lt;br&gt;and you can take Your IPhone on vacation.&lt;br&gt;You can   communicate  with family and friends Via Twitter and  Facebook&lt;br&gt;,and if you need to make a call,it can give you a hand,&lt;br&gt;use voice Command,&lt;br&gt;to place a call,&lt;br&gt;or search for the sales at the  Mall,&lt;br&gt;or pay your bills,&lt;br&gt;or help you chill.&lt;br&gt;and listen to bird sounds or a relaxation APP   designed for  this,&lt;br&gt;or compose an e-mail,to someone you do  miss,&lt;br&gt;or create a shopping list,&lt;br&gt;you will save time.&lt;br&gt;but haven&amp;#39;t found an APP yet, that  will order your wine?&lt;br&gt;or  make your coffee  brew ?,&lt;br&gt;Do you want one that is new ?&lt;p&gt;Do you want an APP  to add  to your collection? and have page upon page?&lt;br&gt;do you want an APP that  will bring  you your Lays?&lt;br&gt;or make your dinner  ?&lt;br&gt;or help you to  get thinner?&lt;br&gt;I know they  have  apps to help you cook and lose weight,&lt;br&gt;but I don&amp;#39;t know,if there is an APP  to debate?,&lt;br&gt;issues and  concerns?,&lt;br&gt;but they do have  apps to make the Calories burn.&lt;br&gt;They have  apps for you   couch potatoes,&lt;br&gt;and for those of you  who want to exercise or stay on your toes,&lt;br&gt;or compile playlists  for your Radio Shows,&lt;br&gt;and   have more hours in  a day,&lt;br&gt;to play.&lt;p&gt;Do you want a new  app?&lt;br&gt;one that  will write rap?&lt;br&gt;or take your shower and  do your housework for you?&lt;br&gt;or  cultivate friendships with  friends that are real and true??&lt;br&gt;or do you  want an  app that will help you be in touch with your&lt;br&gt;emotions,resolve issues and make  amends?&lt;br&gt;among  family and friends?&lt;p&gt;Do you want an  app that    will toss the tissues when you  cry?&lt;br&gt;what about one that will help you not be shy?&lt;br&gt;  talk to strangers with greater ease?&lt;br&gt;How about an  app that will cook your favorite omelet with&lt;br&gt;eggs,ham,tomatoes and cheese?&lt;br&gt;or an App that will reduce pain in your knees?&lt;br&gt;or One that will test the rate of your heart  or increase the cells in&lt;br&gt;your brain?&lt;br&gt;keep you dry from the rain?&lt;p&gt;What about an App that will allow you to have the skill  to do anything?&lt;br&gt;For me,I would love to sing,&lt;br&gt;write a book or two or three,&lt;br&gt;   make ceramics,something relaxing for me.&lt;br&gt;I would love to tap dance and choreograph my own show,&lt;br&gt;it would help me to grow,&lt;br&gt;as a person and thrive,&lt;br&gt;and contribute to Society,&lt;br&gt;maybe some day,-- we  will see.&lt;p&gt;Do you want a new App that  will help you to filter,not criticize?&lt;br&gt;Tell you when to advocate and advise?&lt;p&gt;  some of  these gestures are hard to do; they take some practice   and&lt;br&gt;one needs to devote,&lt;br&gt;some time; take a note,&lt;br&gt;or several; you have to flick,tap and scrub,&lt;br&gt;and swipe,and there is another way to  type,&lt;br&gt;it gets pretty overwhelming,especially the typing,a major headache,it&lt;br&gt;can be.&lt;p&gt;Do you want a new   app?&lt;br&gt;do you want to learn what it is all about?,&lt;br&gt;you can  plan your route,&lt;br&gt;to work  or on a trip you take,&lt;br&gt;  if you do get an IPhone,it   was a good   choice you did make.&lt;p&gt;Do you want a new app???&lt;p&gt;I hope you all enjoyed  reading this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-1098256517443308249?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/1098256517443308249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=1098256517443308249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/1098256517443308249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/1098256517443308249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/11/do-you-want-new-app.html' title='Do You Want a New APP?'/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12489018345709587416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-8794672153996690146</id><published>2010-08-19T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T11:30:49.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Miss the Return of the Desert Cafe to ACB Radio Interactive</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Desert Cafe is open for business and back on ACB Radio Interactive once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after a long day at  work or school, come  in , sit  back and chill out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will  serve more than just your favorite beverages.  There will be other goodies to nosh on  while you kick  back and listen or  dance to the tunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead,step inside,get out of the heat and  sit down in   one of our comfy Chairs,recliners  or lounges. Sun goddesses can relax on the patio. We have misters to make it a more pleasant experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doors will  open at 6 p.m. Pacific, 9 p.m. Eastern on Monday Aug 23 or 01:00 UTC Tuesday Aug. 24. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may tune into &lt;a href="http://interactive.acbradio.org" target="new"&gt;ACB Radio Interactive&lt;/a&gt; and listen with your favorite media player or portable device.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee and other items will be served up along with music  from the 60's through today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darrell and I will greet all of you at the door and little Joycie will be there with her licks and waggie tail. Hope to see you there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-8794672153996690146?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/8794672153996690146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=8794672153996690146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/8794672153996690146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/8794672153996690146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/08/dont-miss-return-of-desert-cafe-to-acb.html' title='Don&apos;t Miss the Return of the Desert Cafe to ACB Radio Interactive'/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12489018345709587416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-4077602957825973530</id><published>2010-07-06T10:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T10:30:33.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Transit,  Barbecues and ACB</title><content type='html'>It has been over a month since I have written,  as well as I do  lack the &lt;br&gt;ability to compose KDD&amp;#39;s at this time and generate a post that  is &lt;br&gt;informative and creative.  Perhaps,next time? :)&lt;br&gt;I am sure some of you would like an update as to how we are? We are  doing &lt;br&gt;fine and  trying to stay cool in this desert Sun as much as possible. &lt;br&gt;Spending time at the  pool and having A/C is the only way here in Arizona.&lt;br&gt;Joyce is adapting to her new home and my  workplace.  We  are becoming more &lt;br&gt;familiar with the neighborhood and I am working  Joyce at the Transit Center &lt;br&gt;on my way to  appointments.  She also tolerates her booties and most of the &lt;br&gt;time guides well,though at times corrections are needed or she  gets &lt;br&gt;distracted,wanting to say hello to strangers. Once,I get her refocused  she &lt;br&gt;is fine.&lt;br&gt;She is shedding allot and  early next month she was shaved,so she wouldn&amp;#39;t &lt;br&gt;be as hot in this heat.  Her fur is starting to grow back already.&lt;br&gt;She loves playing tug but mostly loves chewing on her bones and shoving them &lt;br&gt;in your  direction, demanding to play lol.&lt;br&gt;She is becoming more attached like Dougie  but,does  show  more independence &lt;br&gt;than he:) lol.    I plan on  contacting Dougie&amp;#39;s Family today and will give &lt;br&gt;you  an update on him,in the next  post.&lt;br&gt;Darrell is keeping busy with school and technology advocacy issues.&lt;br&gt;A few  weeks ago,we had our Friend Alice over for a barbecue/pool party.  It &lt;br&gt;was lots of fun.  I made Mom&amp;#39;s delicious potato salad and corn on the  cob. &lt;br&gt;Darrell marinated Chicken and Alice brought baked beans and homemade &lt;br&gt;chocolate chip and peanut butter  cookies.  we had a  wonderful time,even &lt;br&gt;tried the hot tub.  It felt great,but after a few  minutes ,its too much.&lt;br&gt;WE have been  spending time with our  neighbor/friend Marie and her husband &lt;br&gt;Ed.  They are very nice people.&lt;br&gt;Darrell went to  his  friend Alison&amp;#39;s for a 4 TH of July Party.  I &lt;br&gt;unfortunately had to work,we were extremely busy   over the holiday weekend. &lt;br&gt;They had all kinds of  Activities at the pool and other  areas at the &lt;br&gt;Resort.  They had speed  slide racing,water basketball,water &lt;br&gt;volleyball,Bingo,a Dive-in Movie,Barbecue,Fireworks and so much more.  A &lt;br&gt;great time was had by all.&lt;p&gt;Next week is the National ACB Convention  (American Council  of the Blind) &lt;br&gt;It is herein Phoenix this year.  Darrell and I will be attending. I will be &lt;br&gt;there the first half  while Darrell all week.&lt;br&gt;Our close friends Jeff and Keri will be  staying with us and attending the &lt;br&gt;convention as well.  They will only be here till Tuesday.&lt;br&gt;They  will have numerous of meetings,presentations on blindness related &lt;br&gt;things as well as there  is an exhibit hall where  we can  explore and look &lt;br&gt;at all kinds of cool aids &amp;amp; appliances and high tech gear.  That,is the best &lt;br&gt;part of the convention along with hanging out with friends.  I will meet &lt;br&gt;friends  I only have known online for the first time.  It will be wonderful.&lt;br&gt;well,its already mid morning here and I have housework to do.  I will do my &lt;br&gt;best to update more often so you all can get a glimpse,a snapshot of what is &lt;br&gt;happening here for Darrell and I.&lt;br&gt;Take care,stay well,till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-4077602957825973530?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/4077602957825973530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=4077602957825973530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/4077602957825973530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/4077602957825973530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/07/transit-barbecues-and-acb.html' title='Transit,  Barbecues and ACB'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-6949298460198735848</id><published>2010-05-25T18:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T18:32:18.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Week home:  May 16 through  May 25</title><content type='html'>Hello Everyone,&lt;br&gt; Its been awhile since I have posted, I   know but it has been  a time of &lt;br&gt;adjustment for Joyce and me.&lt;br&gt;When I last left you all,it was two weekends ago.  Sunday the  16 we three &lt;br&gt;just  took it easy.  My foot was still  hurting so had a lazy day at home. I &lt;br&gt;showed her around our large apartment complex and the neighborhood.&lt;br&gt;Monday, the 17, I had a doctors appointment so we woke  up early and took &lt;br&gt;two busses to the appointment.  Things went pretty well. we discovered some &lt;br&gt;bus routes  no longer exist and we found some alternative ones in the &lt;br&gt;process.&lt;br&gt;Tuesday I returned to work. Most everyone  had seen Joyce&amp;#39;s picture so knew &lt;br&gt;what  she  looked like prior to me getting to the office.&lt;br&gt;I had Hr send out a memo with the picture so employees would know not to &lt;br&gt;pet or feed her when  she was working, or even in harness at rest.&lt;br&gt;I had a ton of mail to get caught up on and many  people I haven&amp;#39;t seen in &lt;br&gt;almost a month. I got a warm welcome by many in  housekeeping as well as in &lt;br&gt;other  departments.&lt;br&gt;I had Joyce in harness,lying on her little matt.  Most everybody wanted to &lt;br&gt;see her.&lt;br&gt;For several hours I didn&amp;#39;t   take her out of harness at all.  But,at the end &lt;br&gt;of the day,I allowed her to see a couple people at a time  so they can have &lt;br&gt;a meet and greet  short session.&lt;br&gt;Joyce was pretty good while I was working.&lt;br&gt;Since I was gone for almost a month,I had forgotten some of my jaws keyboard &lt;br&gt;commands. Fortunately it didn&amp;#39;t last long and I was using the opera &lt;br&gt;application pretty efficiently as if I was never gone.&lt;br&gt;Engineering was doing some construction in the back of the house as well as &lt;br&gt;in the loading dock so  it was more challenging for Joyce and me to get &lt;br&gt;around.&lt;br&gt;I spent the first few days doing some targeting with her to the &lt;br&gt;office,dock,rest room,cafeteria etc,places I  go in the hotel.  It took time &lt;br&gt;but she has learned it.&lt;br&gt;Each day, there was less stress and we began to settle in on the job and &lt;br&gt;Joyce  being there.&lt;br&gt;Joyce is full of energy and very spastic out of harness so for  awhile I &lt;br&gt;will continue to keep her in harness at work.&lt;br&gt;In the   evening did go on  a couple short walks. I did  spend some time &lt;br&gt;having her use her booties so she will get more comfortable wearing them in &lt;br&gt;the heat of the  day.&lt;br&gt; Saturday,the 22,Darrell and I went to visit his friend Amber in Phoenix. &lt;br&gt;We took the light rail and a bus there and the light rail and two busses &lt;br&gt;back home.  It was a fun day.&lt;br&gt;Joyce did excellent on the light rail,got right under the seat.  We had no &lt;br&gt;issues boarding  and exiting the rail.&lt;br&gt;Joyce wore her booties and for the first time she didn&amp;#39;t gallop like a pony. &lt;br&gt;It was great! She did fantastic guiding,crossing streets and navigating &lt;br&gt;obstacles.&lt;br&gt;We all went to Arriba&amp;#39;s Grill ( a very popular Mexican restaurant).    Amber &lt;br&gt;has been here before but not Darrell and I.&lt;br&gt;None of us like spicy food so  they put little or no chili&amp;#39;s or anything in &lt;br&gt;our food.&lt;br&gt;Darrell and I were pleasantly surprised on how good the food was.  The &lt;br&gt;server was friendly and spoke English which is very helpful.&lt;br&gt;Amber lives close to the restaurant so we hung out at her  apartment for a &lt;br&gt;few hours,had a nice visit and then headed home to Tempe.&lt;br&gt;While there,Joyce wanted to play with Amber&amp;#39;s Cat.  she did very well and &lt;br&gt;left the cat alone.&lt;br&gt;Sunday,the 23,I continued reding the novel I began ,&amp;quot; the  Bend in the Road. &lt;br&gt;Yesterday Joyce and I went to some of my appointments.  Joyce did very well &lt;br&gt;and she loves everyone. She still wants to meet people in harness some and &lt;br&gt;working on this.&lt;br&gt;Last night,I completed the book,pretty late and neither Darrell  nor I slept &lt;br&gt;well. I didn&amp;#39;t feel very good today.&lt;br&gt;So, just stayed home doing some housework and pay bills,chat with friends &lt;br&gt;and relax.&lt;br&gt;Tomorrow return to work and I know it will be a sold out hotel,all week it &lt;br&gt;will be.&lt;br&gt;well,its 6;30,still have things to do before bedtime.  One thing is groom &lt;br&gt;Joycie.  She is shedding a lot,hair  everywhere grr lol.&lt;br&gt;Take care and I will try to write more often.  maybe,even  compose some &lt;br&gt;KDD&amp;#39;s.   Hope you are enjoying the blog.  Comments and questions welcome. &lt;br&gt;till  then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-6949298460198735848?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/6949298460198735848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=6949298460198735848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/6949298460198735848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/6949298460198735848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/05/first-week-home-may-16-through-may-25.html' title='First Week home:  May 16 through  May 25'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-4866186429452971621</id><published>2010-05-15T17:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T17:27:03.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 20 - 22: Flying home and Sunrise Cafe</title><content type='html'>The night of Wednesday,May 12, I finished my packing and hung out in the &lt;br&gt;common lounge for a short while.  Barb,Shannon and Ken were telling jokes. &lt;br&gt;Kim,Savanna and Kyle were  also there.&lt;br&gt;Around 10;30 went to bed since I would  have to be up  by 3;30 a.m.&lt;br&gt;Shannon  called me at 3;30 so I could get up and get showered and  dressed. &lt;br&gt;She stopped  by my room with Joyce&amp;#39;s food about 4 and took my luggage down &lt;br&gt;to the front door.&lt;br&gt;After I took Joyce out to parc,I went up to the common lounge. They had a &lt;br&gt;continental breakfast for those of us who were up and gone  by 7.(   cheese &lt;br&gt;and or apple pastry&amp;#39;s,orange juice and coffee as well as assorted cereals ) &lt;br&gt;Shannon and Barb said goodbye to me.  Shannon said,see you in 8 to 10.  I &lt;br&gt;told her that sounded like a prison sentence, we laughed, lol.    it would &lt;br&gt;have been nice to have seen  others and say goodbye but after all it was 5 &lt;br&gt;a.m,an uncivilized hour to be up.&lt;br&gt; Jim one of the instructors took me to the airport. We learned more about &lt;br&gt;the other while chatting on the way.  Jim will be in a half marathon (13.5 &lt;br&gt;miles  tomorrow)  I am  sure he will do well.&lt;br&gt;Everything went smoothly   at Newark but it was very very busy,lots of &lt;br&gt;people.  They don&amp;#39;t want to stress the dogs,so  Jim had me  go sighted &lt;br&gt;guide. He showed his Seeing Eye ID and got a pass to walk me to the gate. I &lt;br&gt;had no issues at security and Joyce  did well.&lt;br&gt;By the time we got to the gate,we had only 3 minutes to spare before &lt;br&gt;preboarding.&lt;br&gt;The  flight attendant had  reassigned some passengers before anyone even &lt;br&gt;boarded so  Joyce and I had the entire row to  ourselves. This doesn&amp;#39;t &lt;br&gt;happen often(like the  sold out red eye flight Jeff and I  were on )&lt;br&gt;I gave Darrell a quick call  when I got on the plane.  .  It was an &lt;br&gt;uneventful 5 hour flight.  They offered  beverages and a light breakfast of &lt;br&gt;cereal,nothing else.&lt;br&gt;While Joyce was sleeping,I listened to some of the music,70 &amp;amp; 80&amp;#39;s as well &lt;br&gt;as began a book ( A Bend in the road by Nickalus Sparks ) that Darrell &lt;br&gt;loaded on there for me  prior to my trip to the Seeing Eye.&lt;br&gt;We landed a little early to  Phoenix  and it was about 73 degrees.  I had no &lt;br&gt;trouble getting assistance,getting my luggage and getting to ground &lt;br&gt;transportation to catch a cab home.&lt;br&gt;Fortunately,we only live 10 minutes from Sky Harbor Airport so it didn&amp;#39;t &lt;br&gt;take long. I did pick up Mc Donald&amp;#39;s for us though.&lt;br&gt; Once we got home,took Joyce   out,and Darrell and I had our breakfast and &lt;br&gt;chatted for awhile.&lt;br&gt;The rest of the day we three just relaxed.   Joyce and Darrell connected &lt;br&gt;right away.   Darrell nor I didn&amp;#39;t sleep very well while I was gone so we &lt;br&gt;needed to catch up on sleep.&lt;br&gt;Joyce&amp;#39;s parc  schedule is a bit off so have been taking her out more often. &lt;br&gt;She is not relieving as much,will take time.&lt;br&gt;Needless-to- say, we have been getting to bed at  crazy hours.&lt;br&gt;Yesterday morning,we were up again at 2 a.m so I called Jeff to wake him up. &lt;br&gt;Everyone  was  starting to get up around then anyways at the Seeing Eye so, &lt;br&gt;figured it would be fine.  I know Jeff, I sounded way too Chipper  for the &lt;br&gt;middle of the night :) lol.  I had been sleeping for awhile and taking Joyce &lt;br&gt;out   one last time since she did nothing since  the middle of the day. &lt;br&gt;(thought you would be just waking up)&lt;br&gt;Later in the morning, Darrell and I  worked on using clicker with Joyce.  We &lt;br&gt;focused on the dog area   at the apartment complex (though may find a &lt;br&gt;different location) as well as targeted the front door. She did pretty well &lt;br&gt;but I am  sure all the doors look alike.&lt;br&gt;In the afternoon,just played with her and on the  computer.  I also chatted &lt;br&gt;with  friends  whom called to welcome me home.&lt;br&gt;This morning  Darrell and I woke up early,about 6;45 or so.  We wanted to go &lt;br&gt;to Breakfast but knew the high today would be 94.   We wanted to be back &lt;br&gt;home before  the heat  of the day.&lt;br&gt;Joyce did very well but is still learning the route to the Sunrise cafe. &lt;br&gt;she navigated around obstacles and did an excellent job crossing the &lt;br&gt;streets.&lt;br&gt;We enjoyed our Breakfast.  I had a breakfast sandwich (scrambled &lt;br&gt;eggs,cheese,bacon) and Darrell French toast.  We also had  fruit and lots of &lt;br&gt;coffee and water.:) We got a bowl of ice for Joycie too.:)&lt;br&gt;We went to pay the check but were told someone else did.    That was very &lt;br&gt;nice,we were not expecting that at all.&lt;br&gt; Of course,it was a bit hotter when we left the cafe so it took a little &lt;br&gt;longer to get home.   On the way there as well as the way back, there were a &lt;br&gt;few dogs.  I had remembered what my Instructor Kristin had said: act tough &lt;br&gt;and strong,not afraid.  So,I  spoke with a more  assertive,firm voice and &lt;br&gt;like the retired sergeant in our class.   (even though I was nervous ) &lt;br&gt;Darrell thought it was pretty funny! :) lol when We were almost home, had &lt;br&gt;about half a mile left, and I realized I had a blister on my left foot,on &lt;br&gt;the bottom of my heel.   I was half asleep,had no coffee and  was only &lt;br&gt;thinking of Joyce and her little feet that I forgot to put on my sneakers. &lt;br&gt;I instead had on my loafers.  (stupid me grr)&lt;br&gt;Since then,we just  been taking it easy,hanging out.   Plan on doing some &lt;br&gt;housework and  reading more of the novel.&lt;br&gt;Will take Joyce on a short walk  tomorrow and  Monday but don&amp;#39;t think I can &lt;br&gt;do  two miles like we did today with  that blister on my foot.&lt;br&gt;I return to work Tuesday.  I am happy to go back.  I will update you all on &lt;br&gt;how things are going.&lt;br&gt;For now,take care  and have a good rest of the weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-4866186429452971621?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/4866186429452971621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=4866186429452971621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/4866186429452971621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/4866186429452971621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/05/days-20-22-flying-home-and-sunrise-cafe.html' title='Days 20 - 22: Flying home and Sunrise Cafe'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-8983368187798878985</id><published>2010-05-14T10:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T10:50:23.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joyce's Puppy Profile</title><content type='html'>My Instructor Kristin sent this  to me this morning so just now getting it &lt;br&gt;up on the blog.  Enjoy.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joyce&amp;#39;s Puppy Profile&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joyce&amp;#39;s Family:&lt;p&gt;We have a mother, father and two teenage girls, one of whom was supposed to &lt;br&gt;be the puppy raiser, until mom took over most of the duties!&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joyce&amp;#39;s Home:&lt;p&gt;We live in a large five bedroom colonial with a finished basement in which I &lt;br&gt;teach classes. There are kids and adult students in our house about 4-5 &lt;br&gt;times a week. We live on a quiet suburban street and have a fenced in back &lt;br&gt;yard. The neighbors were not very active in Joyce&amp;#39;s life except for a house &lt;br&gt;across the street which has two dogs, where Joyce would run if she ever &lt;br&gt;escaped. We also have a shore house on Long Beach Island, which we visit for &lt;br&gt;weekends and weeks in the summer. There we have no fenced in yard, so she &lt;br&gt;was leash-walked.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joyce&amp;#39;s Friends:&lt;p&gt;Cleo is a 8 year old, impeccably trained and calm golden retriever. At first &lt;br&gt;she did not like Joyce at all and would nip at her feet. But eventually they &lt;br&gt;became great friends and wrestle 5-6 times a day until Cleo is exhausted and &lt;br&gt;they are both dripping in dog slobber. I was able to train them to walk side &lt;br&gt;by side, so the neighbors and friends would see us with both dogs.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joyce&amp;#39;s Outings:&lt;p&gt;Hayride, airport, and lots of fairs where Mom works as a professional face &lt;br&gt;painter. We took Joyce to a lot of musical theatre and movies. She has been &lt;br&gt;into all kinds of restaurants and stores, and we go to the mall to walk &lt;br&gt;about 3 times a week. She is always well behaved except for the occasional &lt;br&gt;not-resting when distracted. The longer she is out, the better she is....&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joyce&amp;#39;s Description:&lt;p&gt;loving, joyful, playful, exuberant, cuddly, excited, beautiful, sweet are &lt;br&gt;some adjectives to describe her.  Joyce is a real lover dog, and is very &lt;br&gt;licky including your clothes and skin. She is especially rambunctious in the &lt;br&gt;early morning and early morning exercise is probably advisable. She gets up &lt;br&gt;at 6 a.m. and wants to play continually until 10 or so. In contrast, she &lt;br&gt;seems to settle down at 7-8 or so, and is a sound sleeper. She loves kids, &lt;br&gt;but will grab at their clothes and try to jump up in excitement. She is a &lt;br&gt;real cuddler, and will lay with anyone on the floor and lick you until you &lt;br&gt;pet her. She is a joy to play with, never mouthy, and is real fun for our &lt;br&gt;other older dog. Her only serious vice is that she is so excitable with &lt;br&gt;visitors that she tends to be confined when we have company. Joyce is very &lt;br&gt;fast, and loves to play with other dogs. She is not trained to be off leash &lt;br&gt;and will not come in the few times she has escaped our yard. She is very &lt;br&gt;attached to me and follows me everywhere.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joyce&amp;#39;s Favorite Toys as a puppy:&lt;p&gt;she loves the nyla bones, and squeaker toys. She is less enamored with booda &lt;br&gt;bones or kongs. She will destroy frisbees, tennis balls (over time) and the &lt;br&gt;stuffed animals she comes into contact with. She really likes the rubbery &lt;br&gt;flip flops since they break apart upon chewing.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joyce&amp;#39;s Cute Stories:&lt;p&gt;Trips to the Halloween store were most fun, as she would see the witches, &lt;br&gt;the cauldrons, and the zombie figurines. Licking my other dog&amp;#39;s ear to try &lt;br&gt;to get her to play, and dragging my daughter around the kitchen when playing &lt;br&gt;tug of war was great fun. &amp;quot;Chuck it&amp;quot; on the local playground, and having her &lt;br&gt;join us at summer stock theatre was always a conversation starter. Not a big &lt;br&gt;fan of the movie theatre (too loud), but loved the singing and dancing at &lt;br&gt;the musicals.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How did Joyce ask to go out?&lt;p&gt;      She would go to the slider and then whine until you let her out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-8983368187798878985?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/8983368187798878985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=8983368187798878985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/8983368187798878985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/8983368187798878985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/05/joyces-puppy-profile.html' title='Joyce&apos;s Puppy Profile'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-1490015532802895052</id><published>2010-05-12T16:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T16:00:51.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 19:  Walmart and the Creamary</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today didn't begin too well.&amp;nbsp; I had  another&amp;nbsp; night where I didn't sleep very well and I woke with a very bad  headache. I felt awful.&amp;nbsp; I was up before parctime,took a long hot shower  and took something for my headache .&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;After&amp;nbsp; we&amp;nbsp; fed the dogs and took them  out,I went back to bed till Breakfast. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I had granola,sausage and fresh fruit along  with&amp;nbsp; my morning coffee.&amp;nbsp; The extra sleep and coffee seemed to help a  little.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I was on the first trip of the day,hoping to not  get caught in the rain.&amp;nbsp; But,when I left at 8,it was already misting.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;So, we went to Walmart.&amp;nbsp; we&amp;nbsp; just walked  around,having Joyce walk me around&amp;nbsp; people and merchandise.&amp;nbsp; She did a  great job. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We went to the pet section . I got her a rope&amp;nbsp;  with a ball.&amp;nbsp; She loves to play tug so&amp;nbsp; thought she would like it.  Yet,not sure,she is pulling the fuz on the ball as&amp;nbsp; I sit and write this  post.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We returned to campus and I was going to pack but  stopped in Michelle's office .&amp;nbsp; Spent a little time there and then went to  coffee break.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;While at coffee break,I received a call from Kay  and Rick. Rick was returning my call from the other day. I had called to see how  Dougie was and to tell them all about Joyce.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Dougie is doing fine . He is well adjusted,happy  and enjoying retirement.&amp;nbsp; I am very glad to hear he is doing so well. I  miss my Dougie dog.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I came back to my room,and&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; began  writing the post for day 18.&amp;nbsp; then it was lunch.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I had turkey sandwich,chips and a&amp;nbsp;  pickle.&amp;nbsp; the hot plate was&amp;nbsp; a seafood platter but it didn't sound  good.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Lee Jonson sat at our table.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She was  one of the first&amp;nbsp; people I met here back in 1988 when I got my first  dog&amp;nbsp; guide Topper,a Black Lab.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Philipa Early ,Pete Jackson and  her,Lee Bowling &amp;nbsp;were the class instructors back in july of 88.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  it was very nice to se her again .&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Right after lunch,Kristin and I went to see the  Campus Cat.&amp;nbsp; This cat&amp;nbsp; is very&amp;nbsp; familiar with dogs, sees them all  the time.&amp;nbsp; Krisstin and I took Joyce to see the cat before lunch but she  didn't do very well,had to correct her a bunch of times.&amp;nbsp; she looked like  she was going to chase the cat.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;So, before the afternoon trip, Tom,the class  supervisor brought his traffic wand to swatt her when she got to close to the  cat.&amp;nbsp; it definiely worked.&amp;nbsp; They were getting along jjust fine. Joyce  was wagging her tail and&amp;nbsp; the cat&amp;nbsp; wasn't phased by Joice being&amp;nbsp;  near her.&amp;nbsp; This&amp;nbsp; is&amp;nbsp; good.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;From there,Kristin took her three students: Kim,ken  and me into town. we parked the van at the training lounge. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Ken and kim were the ffirsts&amp;nbsp; to&amp;nbsp; take  the modified route on elm street.&amp;nbsp; She left them at the creamary&amp;nbsp; and  then came back for me and Joyce.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;On the first block,Maple,I fell once more, this  time twisting my right ankle.&amp;nbsp; It only hurt for a short time and&amp;nbsp; we  got there just fine at the creamary. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;soon after we sat down,we&amp;nbsp; placed our  orders.&amp;nbsp; Kim got some strawberry&amp;nbsp; chocolate,Kristin the mint chocolate  chip and Ken and I got the&amp;nbsp; peanut butter bash.&amp;nbsp; it was  delicious.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;While munching on our icecream,Kristin read all the  puppy profiles.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; she had 2 pages on Joyce and the information was  acurate.&amp;nbsp; Some very cute stuff in there.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;kristin will soon e-mail it to me. so, you will see  it soon here on the blog.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;When I came back,took a brief nap and then  fed&amp;nbsp; the dogs and out to parc.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Dinner they had steak,baked potato ,a lemon  dessert. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Now,here I am,all caught up.&amp;nbsp; I need to finish  packing. I am leaving at 5 a.m.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My flightis at 7.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I will be home late morning. it has been a&amp;nbsp;  great 3 weeks,fun and stressful at the same time. Hope you all enjoyed reading  my journey here at the Seeing Eye and will continue to read about&amp;nbsp; my Life  with Joycie girl.&amp;nbsp; take care.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-1490015532802895052?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/1490015532802895052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=1490015532802895052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/1490015532802895052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/1490015532802895052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-19-walmart-and-creamary.html' title='Day 19:  Walmart and the Creamary'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-4008755987594666701</id><published>2010-05-12T15:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T15:12:41.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 18: Summit and Navigating Obstacles on Campus</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yesterday was&amp;nbsp; another fun&amp;nbsp;  day.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was up before parc time.&amp;nbsp; after that,I  groomed Joyce and did obedience.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;For Breakfast I had&amp;nbsp; scrambled  eggs,muffin,,juce and coffee.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp; I then, did my laundry.&amp;nbsp; That's&amp;nbsp;  always a difficult task for me.&amp;nbsp; Its not doing the actual&amp;nbsp; laundry,  but rather carrying&amp;nbsp; the bag.&amp;nbsp; it&amp;nbsp; takes a lot of energy due to  my injury but I managed. I was&amp;nbsp; done soon before&amp;nbsp; my first&amp;nbsp; trip  out&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp; Kristin and I took the train from Morristown  to Summit.&amp;nbsp; The train was late due to work on one of the tracks.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was about&amp;nbsp; a&amp;nbsp; 20 minute ride to  Summit and I must say,it wasn't a very smooth trip there.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It would  suddenly stop and go and for me, I thought it was going to derail.&amp;nbsp;  Joyce,thought&amp;nbsp; nothing of it. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;One minute I'd be smiling and the next  minutes Had this freaked look on my face.&amp;nbsp; Kristin said,I wouldn't make  it&amp;nbsp; in the dog world,at least as a&amp;nbsp; guide dog. I'd would be  rejected.&amp;nbsp; She told me this before yesterday.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am  somewhat shy and sudden sounds&amp;nbsp; or touch&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; startle me a lot  of the time,especially sounds.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;once we got&amp;nbsp; to the summit station we walked  awhile,crossing various types of crossings,some more complex than others.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;While walking Kristin some namesof establishments  that sounded&amp;nbsp;interesting interesting or caught our funny bone. Some  were:&amp;nbsp; Urban paws,Organic Dry Cleaning,Lost Sock (a&amp;nbsp;laundry mat) and  Juice Caboose.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We went to a place called Doria's subs and Pizza  for lunch courtesy of the Seeing Eye.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;The pizza sounded good. I got a couple slices  of pepperoni and garlic and Kristin had Chicken&amp;nbsp; parmesan&amp;nbsp;  pizza.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;They had Italian music,(mood music) while you  ate.lol&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;After&amp;nbsp; that,we went to the&amp;nbsp; Post Office  and then worked more crossings before heading back to the van.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;They were putting mulch in near were the van was  parked and I must say,it stuck big time,Like a suer .(I had my nose covered,it  was disgusting!,lol)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We returned to campus,about 1;30.&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I came back and took a nap,well,tried to ,but  I&amp;nbsp; got calls. (no worries, from Darrell and Jeff so certainly didn't mind  )&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;In the afternoon we stayed on property.&amp;nbsp;  but,we did work Joyce. we&amp;nbsp; got to explore areas that most students don't  go, areas that are off limits to most.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;we were trying to simulate the back of the house at  Hyatt .&amp;nbsp; housekeeping and Engineering at work,have lots of stuff in the  halls at times and Ihave had to navigate it with Douglas. he did a great  job.&amp;nbsp; he would stop for the housekeeping carts,like it was a traffic check  on the street.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;we went to the laundry areas and where they keep  all&amp;nbsp; supplies for the bedrooms here as well as the Kennels&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was&amp;nbsp; also hoping to stop in at the  Curves because I Workout at one near me in Tempe. But Kristin wasn't sure  where&amp;nbsp; one was located here in Morristown. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;So, we took Joyce down to the fitness room  here&amp;nbsp; in the basement.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kristin lifted weights roe the  treadmill. Joyce was&amp;nbsp; excited. We think her Trainer Jim,took her here and  to other Gyms in town. :) She did great&amp;nbsp; getting me around the  obstacles.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;later,I stopped&amp;nbsp; by&amp;nbsp; Pauline's office to  checkout. I picked up my Seeing Eye ID Card and got my dog equipment.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;For dinner&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; had the pork chops,a garden  salad and applesauce. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We had a lecture.&amp;nbsp; This one was on Dog  Attacks.&amp;nbsp; They gave&amp;nbsp; Stats on how&amp;nbsp; many dog guides were reported  to be attacked,how to handle oneself in these situations and gave good  suggestions,like contacting animal control when one gets home as well  as&amp;nbsp;carrying cell phone. it was a difficult lecture for some of us,like  me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Relaxed for the rest of the night and began packing  to leave for home Thursday morning.&amp;nbsp; More on day 19.&amp;nbsp; Take  care.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;BTW, to answer,your question Keri, the dog massage  is to relax the dog after along day,to continue the bonding process and to see  if there&amp;nbsp; are ticks,bumps or anything on the dog.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;It is much like&amp;nbsp; the massages&amp;nbsp; that  therapist use on us Humans.&amp;nbsp; they use circular strokes or kneed the muscle  and use other techniques to massage all areas of the dog.&amp;nbsp; They even play  soothing music,like they do for us,that they often play in spa's.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;I will&amp;nbsp; compose day&amp;nbsp; 19 soon and  will be finally up to speed.&amp;nbsp; Take care.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-4008755987594666701?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/4008755987594666701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=4008755987594666701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/4008755987594666701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/4008755987594666701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-18-summit-and-navigating-obstacles.html' title='Day 18: Summit and Navigating Obstacles on Campus'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-1007736462703189977</id><published>2010-05-11T13:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T13:15:38.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 17:  Hyatt,The Mall and Going Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yesterday was a good day.&amp;nbsp; For Breakfast  they had French Toast ham. Also juice and coffee.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I had a mid morning trip so hung out with Dawn  (Another retrain ) in the women's lounge.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;We both had our exit interviews with Jim  Kutch in the morning.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He had some structured interview  questions,asking &amp;nbsp;all students regarding their training experience here.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Then,if we wanted to&amp;nbsp; address any  issues,concerns or have any comments we can make those as  well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;One of the&amp;nbsp; things I addressed was the  technology issue,requesting that all information be in a&amp;nbsp; accessible  format.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;Right after I completed my interview with  Jim,Kristin and I went over to Headquarters Plaza.&amp;nbsp; There is a Hyatt  there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We&amp;nbsp; walked a few blocks,did some  street&amp;nbsp;crossings and also practiced going through a revolving door. I&amp;nbsp;  don't like those but they don't bother me as much as escalators.&amp;nbsp; Joyce did  fine.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We walked some of the floors where the guest rooms  were,went up and down a few elevators, through some ballrooms,navigating tables  and things.&amp;nbsp; We also passed the restaurants and a beautiful fountain near  the lobby.&amp;nbsp; it seemed Joyce wanted to jump and play in it.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;By the time I got back,it was close to lunch. I  checked mail n played on the computer.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;For lunch&amp;nbsp; I had a big garden salad and  minestrone soup. I didn't want the ravioli.&amp;nbsp; It was cold and didn't seem  very good.&amp;nbsp; they also had a seafood salad but I don't like  crab.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They had a&amp;nbsp; coffee butterscotch dessert.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;In the afternoon Kristin took 4 of us to  the&amp;nbsp; Livingston Mall.&amp;nbsp; We were going to go to Rockaway Mall which I  never been to but&amp;nbsp; we had to be back to campus by 3;30.&amp;nbsp; we&amp;nbsp; took  one of the Students,Jaylene&amp;nbsp; with our class since her&amp;nbsp; instructor was  in New York with a few students.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I have&amp;nbsp; been to Livingston and Bridgewater  malls before but it has been quite awhile.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp; Kristin had us sit in the food Court  an&amp;nbsp; she worked with one or two students&amp;nbsp; around the mall at a time .  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Since it was Jaylene's Birthday and she loves to  shop,she went first and was gone the longest.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kim and I had gotten  Seattle&amp;nbsp; coffee before Kristin and jaylene began their shopping.&amp;nbsp; It  was right near these comfy couches we were&amp;nbsp; sitting at.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kristin&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; took Kim and I.&amp;nbsp;  we&amp;nbsp; stopped in a sporting good store but didn't find anything I  liked.&amp;nbsp; Kim and I both spotted the leather store from a distance away and  we wish we had gone in there instead.&amp;nbsp; She likes leather as much as me.:)  lol&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ken was last and he was quicker than us  women.&amp;nbsp; Went to radio shack and back at the food court in 5 minutes.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Then,we&amp;nbsp; headed back to campus so Jalene could  make it back for her vet appointment.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I took a 30 minute nap before it was time to feed  and take out the dogs.&amp;nbsp; Then,supper for us.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;They had turkey,mashed potatoes and cooked  carrots.&amp;nbsp; They&amp;nbsp; also had apple turnovers&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;After Dinner Shannon gave another lecture.&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This one was on "going Home".&amp;nbsp; Things we need to  remember when bringing our new guides home.&amp;nbsp; For example, start them out  slow,gradually introducing them to people and&amp;nbsp; to get them slowly into our  routine ,learning routes etc.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Shannon also discussed the access information  provided in the packet,cards to give to Restaurant&amp;nbsp; owners&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; or  anyone in the public whom interferes with the training and our guides doing  their jobs.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Once that meeting&amp;nbsp; was over,it was time to  take the pups out to park one last time. Then, Jeff and I sat in the&amp;nbsp; foyer  and I had another opportunity to play with his ipod touch.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;It was another productive day.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-1007736462703189977?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/1007736462703189977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=1007736462703189977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/1007736462703189977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/1007736462703189977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-17-hyattthe-mall-and-going-home.html' title='Day 17:  Hyatt,The Mall and Going Home'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-4706797162949176853</id><published>2010-05-09T15:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T15:46:41.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 16:  Kings Grocery and Visit with Mary Anne</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Today was a very good day,nice and relaxing.&amp;nbsp;  We got to sleep in till 6;30. It was 46 degrees when we went to take the dogs  out and&amp;nbsp; the wind was strong.&amp;nbsp; It definitely woke&amp;nbsp; you up,the  cold brisk air that early in the morning.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;After parc time, Jeff and I groomed our pups.&amp;nbsp;  I also did obedience before Breakfast.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;At 8,we had breakfast.&amp;nbsp; We had  omelets,English muffin, fruit and coffee.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;I went back to my room and called My&amp;nbsp;  Mom.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Called to wish her&amp;nbsp; Happy Mother's Day and to chat for a  bit.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't aware that you were reading Karen's Corner Mom.&amp;nbsp; Glad  you're interested in the blog and&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; enjoy reading what is  happening.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;While housekeeping was&amp;nbsp; cleaning our  rooms,Dawn and I sat in the women's lounge and chatted for a while.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;By then, it was almost time for me to go on my  morning&amp;nbsp; trip.&amp;nbsp; Kristin and I drove to Kings Grocery.&amp;nbsp; It was an  easy and fun&amp;nbsp; trip.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;we worked on using clicker to&amp;nbsp; find the  Customer Service desk. First,we placed the bell&amp;nbsp; by the desk,showed it to  Joyce and she quickly rang the bell. I immediately clicked and gave her a piece  of&amp;nbsp; kibble for&amp;nbsp; an reward.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Then, I gradually stood further back and had her  find the&amp;nbsp; desk,first with the bell and reinforcing by&amp;nbsp; food  reward.&amp;nbsp; Then, I was outside of the store,and had her locate the desk  without the bell and food reward but&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; praised&amp;nbsp; her with positive  words and affection.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Joyce did great.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Then we walked around the store.&amp;nbsp;  Kristin&amp;nbsp; pulled the&amp;nbsp; cart,while I held onto the front and&amp;nbsp; pushed  it,heeling Joyce. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We stopped at the meat,seafood,bakery and coffee  sections and Joyce did wonderful,no scoffing or sniffing.&amp;nbsp; She was&amp;nbsp;  very well behaved.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;I picked up a few items for Jeff and me and  then we drove back to Campus.&amp;nbsp; That was it for today's lesson.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;For lunch they had grilled chicken in this spicy  honey mustard&amp;nbsp; sauce and roasted potatoes.&amp;nbsp; it was pretty  good.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;I relaxed in the afternoon.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Around 2;30,got a phone call. It was&amp;nbsp; my  friend Mary Anne.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't planning on having visitors.&amp;nbsp; But,guess,  marry Anne was&amp;nbsp; not busy and stopped by for an hour with her&amp;nbsp; 12 year  old&amp;nbsp; daughter Lydia.&amp;nbsp; I met Lydi when she was&amp;nbsp; small but she  didn't remember me.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;They both&amp;nbsp; love Joyce and had a great time  with her. and visiting with me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; marry Anne and I were&amp;nbsp; telling  Lydia&amp;nbsp; stories of what the other was like and had done in High school and  fun things that happened when visiting with each other's families.:)  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;lydi was&amp;nbsp; telling us about her experience in  third grade visiting&amp;nbsp; here at the Seeing Eye when her class took a&amp;nbsp;  tour of the place.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Again the visit was way too short but I am  grateful I had a chance to&amp;nbsp; see her while here in n. J.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;marry Anne and Lydi stopped by Subway before  heading over to Morristown.&amp;nbsp; I knew&amp;nbsp; dinner would be keish so had her  get me a small tuna on wheat.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I did go down to dinner but just had the soup and  some lemonade. they had deep dish ham keish and Boston cream pie for dessert but  I didn't have it.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Free for the evening. some of the students are in  the dog massage lecture tonight. I&amp;nbsp; went to that last night. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I think I will begin a new book and maybe, hang out  in the common lounge for a little while. I still have some while wine&amp;nbsp; left  so today when at the&amp;nbsp; grocery store&amp;nbsp; picked up some&amp;nbsp;  cheese.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp; Joyce just went into her crate.&amp;nbsp; I  wasn't sure, but there she was,lying in it.&amp;nbsp; How cute! now, she is&amp;nbsp;  playing with her bone.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp; just checked the weather.&amp;nbsp; In  phoenix it is 91 degrees&amp;nbsp; with a slight breeze at 3;30 pm,the low 62.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;in contrast, here in Morristown N. J its now&amp;nbsp;  partly cloudy 57 degrees,low 36.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; there is a brisk breeze.&amp;nbsp; (  tree branches fell in Morristown during the night/today).&amp;nbsp; tomorrow it will  be 64 for the high and the low&amp;nbsp; 37 ( I just closed my window,getting too  cold in my room ) .&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Tomorrow morning we will be going to Headquarters  Plaza hotel. That will be good work for Joyce since I work for Hyatt.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;In the afternoon,I think we will&amp;nbsp; be going to  Livingston mall(near Basking Ridge where I use to live).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;That's it for now.&amp;nbsp; take care and&amp;nbsp; stay  tuned for&amp;nbsp; the happenings of my last 3 days here.&amp;nbsp; Time is slipping  away.&amp;nbsp; Have a good night.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-4706797162949176853?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/4706797162949176853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=4706797162949176853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/4706797162949176853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/4706797162949176853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-16-kings-grocery-and-visit-with.html' title='Day 16:  Kings Grocery and Visit with Mary Anne'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-8715568263395730728</id><published>2010-05-08T20:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T20:05:38.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 15: Rest,Pizza,Dog Massage and ipod touch</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Its after 9 pm and the day is coming to an  end.&amp;nbsp; As I&amp;nbsp; had said&amp;nbsp; earlier today when I was composing Days  13&amp;nbsp; and 14 ,for me and Kristin's other students it was a day of rest. I did  nothing,mostly &amp;nbsp; rested,caught up on sleep .&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;For lunch&amp;nbsp; we had a Philly steak  sub.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;In the afternoon/evening another student and  I&amp;nbsp; organized the pizza party.&amp;nbsp; most of us ate&amp;nbsp; pizza and not the  meal they were serving.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;The Pizza was alright,not the best.&amp;nbsp; The sizes  were huge but the&amp;nbsp; Pizza in Phoenix is more delicious then this local  place&amp;nbsp; they all love here in Morristown.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;After the party, two classes went to the massage  lecture.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; it was fun and most of the dogs loved it.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Joyce was&amp;nbsp; playing and trying to nibble on my  fingers.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;Parc time was right after and then from there  Jeff and I met in the foyer.&amp;nbsp; He showed me his ipod touch.&amp;nbsp; Its cute  and I think it would be really useful. Just don't know if I would really be able  to use it,if i would ever be able to be quick and efficient with it? Perhaps,if  I got the hang of it?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I am hoping I will be able to play with it at least  one more time before I leave to go home.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Its now bedtime.&amp;nbsp; its 58 degrees with moderate  winds. Tonight the low will be 40.&amp;nbsp; it feels great but&amp;nbsp; cold at the  same time. :) lol.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Tomorrow the high will be 58 and low 36. How nice,a  welcome change.&amp;nbsp; not sure what we will be doing in the morning. Stay  tuned.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;just know ,I am&amp;nbsp; all caught up to date,that it  is time for a hot shower and bed. Till&amp;nbsp;  tomorrow.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-8715568263395730728?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/8715568263395730728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=8715568263395730728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/8715568263395730728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/8715568263395730728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-15-restpizzadog-massage-and-ipod.html' title='Day 15: Rest,Pizza,Dog Massage and ipod touch'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-1825668798750508276</id><published>2010-05-08T11:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T11:18:49.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 13 &amp; 14: Bus,Train,Courthouse,Bank,Country work and Pizza</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp; its now Saturday May 8.&amp;nbsp; My  instructor&amp;nbsp; Kristin is off&amp;nbsp;today so I haven't&amp;nbsp; done anything  today,off. its really nice to just relax.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Wednesday night we had a lecture.&amp;nbsp;  Dr.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Holly,the Vet spoke.&amp;nbsp;There is lots of&amp;nbsp; valuable  information&amp;nbsp; but she really doesn't make it very interesting. ( not like  Lucas's lectures) SHHH SHH lol&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Thursday May 6, Breakfast was yummy.&amp;nbsp; They had  scrambled eggs with cheese on an&amp;nbsp; onion roll.&amp;nbsp; Kristin took Kim and I  into Madison.&amp;nbsp; We&amp;nbsp; took both the bus and train there.&amp;nbsp; It was fun  and the dogs did well&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lunch; Veggie soup&amp;nbsp; turkey cheese wrap  and strawberry shortcake.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;in the afternoon we&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;FONT size=2  face=Arial&gt; were&amp;nbsp; going to&amp;nbsp; do the Courthouse.&amp;nbsp; But,&amp;nbsp; We had  to take Joyce to the Vet for her last check-up&amp;nbsp; before heading home to  Phoenix.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;So,instead we walked to chase bank and worked the  maze, getting around the ropes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Joyce did&amp;nbsp; alright.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;On the route we&amp;nbsp; passed a number of dogs and  Joyce was very distracted.&amp;nbsp; I had to correct&amp;nbsp; her just about every  time. Kristin says she is taking advantage of me because I am a new person,that  the&amp;nbsp; dogs do this. This will be more of a challenge in some ways then other  things. I have a dog phobia and I try to avoid dogs whenever I can and when I do  encounter a dog,I am really frightened.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;In late&amp;nbsp; afternoon Joyce and I  went&amp;nbsp; to her Vet visit.&amp;nbsp; Joyce got a clean bill of health.&amp;nbsp;  The&amp;nbsp; Vet Tec read her health Summary and vaccinations.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  She will e-mail them&amp;nbsp; to me. She also gave me some frontline and&amp;nbsp;  triguard for Joyce.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Joyce did have pink eye in 2009 and has warts on  her lip right now.&amp;nbsp; They are caused by a virus and will go  away.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Dinner we had Veal Marcela and mashed potatoes an  some kind of cake with orange drizzle&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;in the evening there was a lecture on&amp;nbsp;  the harness and&amp;nbsp; freedom in the room with the dogs.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am  leaving Joyce for a short while a few times an she seems fine.&amp;nbsp; She may not  have separation anxiety like both Topper and Dougie. I hope not, that is a  difficult thing to&amp;nbsp; dealwith. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Yesterday May 7 was nothing really&amp;nbsp; too  eventful.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;For Breakfast we had pancakes and sausage.  I&amp;nbsp; made it,into a wrap,like pigs in a blanket. :) lol.&amp;nbsp; it was&amp;nbsp;  delicious !&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;In the morning we walked to the Courthouse  and worked inside.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Joyce&amp;nbsp; had an opportunity to practice  walking around narrow areas&amp;nbsp; and where there are lots of people and also  stairs.&amp;nbsp; We also got practice going through security.&amp;nbsp; She did just  fine.&amp;nbsp; This will be helpful for when I fly home on Thursday.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lucas and I&amp;nbsp; did more clicker.&amp;nbsp; we  practice&amp;nbsp; clicker&amp;nbsp; getting toour new seatin the dining hall. We are at  a tableof 4,all men,.&amp;nbsp; All 4 of us are&amp;nbsp; fairly quiet.&amp;nbsp; It doesnt'  make it&amp;nbsp; for a very interesting&amp;nbsp; table.&amp;nbsp; Oh,well.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;For lunch they served beef tacos,rice and refried  beans.&amp;nbsp; I had no rice and&amp;nbsp;beans,hate that,ick! lol.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;In the afternoon Kristin&amp;nbsp; took Kim and I into  Morris plains to do country work.&amp;nbsp; one of us sat in the van while the other  was&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; working with Kristin and using our canes and&amp;nbsp; dogs.&amp;nbsp; I  had forgotten what&amp;nbsp; this was like and the technique is somewhat  different&amp;nbsp; from what they had done years ago.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;While Kim was&amp;nbsp; out&amp;nbsp; on her country route,  the radio was playing.&amp;nbsp; Kristin had on Q 104.3&amp;nbsp; and I must say it was  pretty good. I would have liked&amp;nbsp; to listen to WPLJ to see if it was the  same format when I had listened years gone by.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;They had flounder for dinner.&amp;nbsp; I just  got the salad. One,I had&amp;nbsp; tacos for lunch but also some of us were talking  about ordering Pizza later.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;But we decided to do it today.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Most will be eating Pizza tonight.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;  noone volunteered to help organize the party,so I agreed to.&amp;nbsp; oh,  well...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Hope it will workout.&amp;nbsp; Half of us are leaving  Thursday and the Pizza parties are usually fun.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We do have a lecture tonight so not sure how it  will go.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;This morning they had fried eggs,bacon and  biscuits. The&amp;nbsp; egg was not very good,a bit runny,was better getting&amp;nbsp;  scrambled.&amp;nbsp; But,can't complain, the food the majority of the time is  fantastic,they&amp;nbsp; serve us wonderful meals. We also get&amp;nbsp; great service  and&amp;nbsp; they all work very hard.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;As said, I am off today. I just have been  relaxing,just playing on&amp;nbsp; the computer and&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; catching up on  sleep.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I did laundry last night so,that's&amp;nbsp;  done.&amp;nbsp; Kim and I had a glass of red wine last night .&amp;nbsp; Others joined  us and just hung out,no wine for them. The red wine was stronger,so I had a  little bit of a&amp;nbsp; buzz. So I left earlier than planned to finish laundry and  go to bed.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I kept Joyce in her crate.&amp;nbsp; it was&amp;nbsp; much  easier to lug my laundry bag down to the basement without her. I don't like  bothering others,hard to ask for help. it was&amp;nbsp; a little bit of a  challenge&amp;nbsp; getting laundry out of the dryer and carrying it back to my room  after the red wine but I managed.&amp;nbsp; I don't have red wine often,I forgot  why,now I know.:)&amp;nbsp; grr lol.&amp;nbsp; I think I will stick to my Chardonnay. :)  lol&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Now,I am up to date.&amp;nbsp; its raining here and  some have&amp;nbsp; visitors. Not sure if I will or not.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I just plan on getting more rest, and will call  Darrell,Keri and Kay.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Will&amp;nbsp; talk to&amp;nbsp; family&amp;nbsp;  tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I want to see how Keri is and also check in with  Kay,tell her about Joyce and see how my Dougie dog is.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Take care and enjoy reading.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-1825668798750508276?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/1825668798750508276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=1825668798750508276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/1825668798750508276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/1825668798750508276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/05/days-13-14-bustraincourthousebankcountr.html' title='Days 13 &amp; 14: Bus,Train,Courthouse,Bank,Country work and Pizza'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-401684244427678369</id><published>2010-05-05T12:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T12:17:55.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 12:  Elm Street solo,Dog care, and Freelance</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Its 3 pm Wednesday afternoon.&amp;nbsp; Today has been  a good day.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I woke up before the wake up announcement and my  day was off to a good start.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;For breakfast they had French toast,ham and fruit.  it was very good. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I was on the first trip this morning.&amp;nbsp; I did  my solo.&amp;nbsp; It was pretty uneventful.&amp;nbsp; Tom did a traffic check with me  with the the silent car and Joyce did great.!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I did have to stop for a few minutes because of my  ankle was hurting &amp;nbsp;but I completed the route. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Joyce walked me around all the  people,obstacles,tree branches,coffee tables and so on.&amp;nbsp; She even stayed to  the left and did not shove me to the right,like she has been.&amp;nbsp; So,I  guess,the technique we used with Lucas yesterday worked.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;When I returned to the lounge,the shuttle driver  was there dropping students off for their trip so I and a few others took it  back here to campus.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was hoping to lie down,get more rest and  elevate my ankle (use the RICE Method) but, an announcement was made that there  was a lecture up in the common lounge.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;This&amp;nbsp; one&amp;nbsp; was on dog care.&amp;nbsp; They  showed us how to brush their teeth and clean their ears Joyce didn't like any of  it.&amp;nbsp; They recommended the mint or vanilla flavors rather than the  beef,chicken or liver flavored pastes.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;After the lecture went back to&amp;nbsp; my room to  change clothes.&amp;nbsp; It was&amp;nbsp; picture day.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Then,time for lunch.&amp;nbsp; Lunch was alright  today.&amp;nbsp; They had a hot chili keish but I had the cold plate,turkey  sandwich.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I skipped dessert and had fresh fruit. I tried&amp;nbsp; the  drink "downtown" ( ice tea an&amp;nbsp; lemonade,pretty good,not sure why its called  that but wasn't bad)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Again this afternoon I was on the first trip. We  began freelance.&amp;nbsp; I graduated from doing routes to doing trips that we want  to do , such as shopping,working on traffic,taking busses,trains etc.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;This afternoon,we worked on escalators and worked  in Rite Aid. ( its like a CVS,Wallgreens or A&amp;amp; UP ) It was very  crowded.&amp;nbsp; Joyce was a bit distracted.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I picked up a couple items for Jeff and me and hen  we headed back to the lounge&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;we practiced a few intersections&amp;nbsp;as  well. Joyce wanted to stop by the salon,wanted mommy and her to get a facial :)  lol&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I got back to the lounge just in time to catch the  shuttle back. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I stopped my Michele's office,just to chat.(her  office is just a few doors down from my room) We had a nice chat.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Then,I went to the women's lounge to get some ice  so I could make me a cold&amp;nbsp; glass of&amp;nbsp; crystal lite Ice Tea( some of the  ice tea I brought that&amp;nbsp; Keri got me)There were no&amp;nbsp; soft&amp;nbsp; and cold  ice packs so left the lounge without one.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Here I am now.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am going to&amp;nbsp; lie  down,elevate my foot and listen to the Vet lecture on&amp;nbsp; the mp3.&amp;nbsp; We  have the vet lecture tonight.&amp;nbsp; It will be interesting.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;now,that this post is complete I can do other  things tonight,like&amp;nbsp; groom Joyce and get to bed early.&amp;nbsp; Take care and  until then,have a good day.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-401684244427678369?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/401684244427678369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=401684244427678369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/401684244427678369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/401684244427678369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-12-elm-street-solodog-care-and.html' title='Day 12:  Elm Street solo,Dog care, and Freelance'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-3423640077219822139</id><published>2010-05-04T19:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T19:21:30.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 10 &amp; 11:  Elm Street,Booties and more Clicker</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Its 8;30 Tuesday night.&amp;nbsp; I have completed Day  11. I am more than half over with the&amp;nbsp; training.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;The last&amp;nbsp; couple days have been both busy and  challenging.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Yesterday&amp;nbsp; morning woke,very  tired.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sunday night We had a thunderstorm&amp;nbsp;and Joyce was whining  most of the night. (I don't like thunder and lightening either )&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Anyway, it was raining too&amp;nbsp;yesterday, so&amp;nbsp;  the day didn't start out too well. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Breakfast&amp;nbsp; was very good pancakes and&amp;nbsp;  sausage.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We began the elm street route, somewhat modified. I  am having asthma issues and my health&amp;nbsp; isn't at 100 % still( had many  health issues last year)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We worked the elm street route in the rain and  humidity.&amp;nbsp; (can't&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt; believe its hotter  here in Jersey than back home in Phoenix)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;The&amp;nbsp; morning was pretty uneventful except for  the fact that we heard lots of&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; fire trucks. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Soon after,I was back in the lounge,guess,a  transformer blew on Miller street under the library.&amp;nbsp; I missed the&amp;nbsp;  explosion&amp;nbsp; by 15 minutes or so,thank god.!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Don't know exactly remember what we had for  lunch,think chicken&amp;nbsp; salad.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;In the afternoon the route was even more modified.  Due to the explosion, we did some freelance work and got to see the area,they  call the "green".&amp;nbsp; i got to look at the&amp;nbsp; Morris Frank and Buddy  Statue.&amp;nbsp; ( it is full size an looks real,use special paint to give it the  look)&amp;nbsp; It wwas neat.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;.&amp;nbsp; We had some Clarence issues.&amp;nbsp; Joyce  was walking me into poles and shrubs on the right side of sidewalks and we  overshot a couple curbs.&amp;nbsp; We reworked all of this. We resolved the&amp;nbsp;  curb issue but&amp;nbsp; still had the issue of her steering me into objects  on&amp;nbsp; the shoulder&amp;nbsp; on right side.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;On the way back&amp;nbsp; from our trip into town,it  began to hail. we were in the van and almost back at the campus when it came  pouring down. Again, close call,I could have been some of those students who  were on the second afternoon trip and got soaked.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;A student here,fell really hard on this route and  then it suddenly was pouring.&amp;nbsp; She didn't break anything but did get hurt  and is taking it easy right now.&amp;nbsp; Glad she is okay.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Last night's dinner was seafood,scallops but I  wasn't in the mood to have it so just had&amp;nbsp; the salad plate&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;After Dinner Shannon gave her lecture on food and  toys: What brands are best,what to feed them,the does and don'ts of feeding  and&amp;nbsp; toys to give them to play with.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Most everything they don't recommend.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Joyce is on imes but we are switching her to  Proplan.&amp;nbsp; It is good because they don't have to go out as often and not as  much for clean up. She seems to like it more too. She actually ate a full bowl  of food&amp;nbsp; tonight.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;They really like the nylon bones and tug ropes.  Joyce loves her bone,uses it like a rope and loves to play.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Soon after,parc time last night,I had a glass of  wine and some cheese with Kim,one of my classmates. We chatted for awhile.&amp;nbsp;  It was very nice.&amp;nbsp; Went to&amp;nbsp;bed &amp;nbsp;about 10;30.&amp;nbsp; it took awhile  to fall asleep but once I did,I was&amp;nbsp; knocked out and didn't wake up till I  heard the announcement for feed and parc. ( I usually wake up every&amp;nbsp; few  hours)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Today started out well.&amp;nbsp; We had fried  eggs,home fry's,fruit and a morning glory muffin,very tasty. Coffee as  usual.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I went out on the mid morning shuttle.&amp;nbsp;  Kristin and I continued to do the Elm Street route.&amp;nbsp; Joyce&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; wore  her booties on the morning trip.&amp;nbsp; At first,she was galloping like a  pony.&amp;nbsp; She was stumbling around and that made me stumble.&amp;nbsp; She looked  silly and I,like a drunk!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am sure, we looked ridiculous!&amp;nbsp;  lol?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;After a few blocks,she did better in some areas but  was still steering me into poles and bushes.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I sometimes forget to keep my arm back and even  when I&amp;nbsp; had proper arm position,she would crowd me into poles an  bushes.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;While on the route,she ran me into the right  side,where it was uneven. I fell,on my knees and my left ankle rolled.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I didn't feel it at first but later knew I had  sprained it. My ankle felt pulled and&amp;nbsp; felt a bit swollen.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I finished the route and went back to the lounge to  wait for&amp;nbsp; the shuttle .&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Once I got back to&amp;nbsp; campus went to see the  nurse. My ankle was swollen. She put on a topical&amp;nbsp; ointment.&amp;nbsp; and She  gave me an ice pack and a brace. I also took something for pain.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Lunch was&amp;nbsp;burger and fries. ( It was yummy. I  knew it would be good. I&amp;nbsp; could smell the aroma when I went to take her out  for&amp;nbsp; Parc time.)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Even though,my ankle hurt and I wanted to stay back  to rest,I went on my afternoon trip anyways.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Lucas came on my trip with Kristin and I.&amp;nbsp;  When we got to the areas &lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt; where she  was&amp;nbsp; side stepping right into&amp;nbsp; poles and bushes,Lucas showed us a new  technique. he calls it " mama's stuck" :) lol This is basically like a situation  where if one is stuck in a ditch and the dog has to push you out.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;At first,Joyce wasn't listening.&amp;nbsp; We had to  continuously say forward and lightly tug the leash to the left,forcing her to  pull left. Once she does,praise like crazy as she is&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; moving  out!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We continued the route,hung&amp;nbsp; in there to the  end. We&amp;nbsp; reworked an area near the lounge where she was consistently  pushing me&amp;nbsp; right and she did much,much better.its not perfect,but making  progress.&amp;nbsp; it will take time.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;By the time,I made it to the lounge,my ankle was  hurting more. But at least Lucas and I&amp;nbsp; worked on some issues.! I iced it  and have been resting my foot.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Dinner was delicious.&amp;nbsp; We had Chicken parmesan  and spaghetti as well as garden salad. They also had pecan pie,very  good.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;After dinner,Lucas had his lecture on Clicker  again. It explained&amp;nbsp; clicker training in more detail and  recommended&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; objectsthatwouldbe good to target.&amp;nbsp; They use the  word Zook" to cue the dogs to find the target(example traffic pole,bus  bench,trash can ) I learned&amp;nbsp; Zook is Dutch for Find.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today Jeff had to be rematched.&amp;nbsp; This  evening,they found him a new dog,one that is much smaller&amp;nbsp; and shorter then  Vincent.&amp;nbsp; Her name is Rory.&amp;nbsp; (a good&amp;nbsp; Irish name)&amp;nbsp; She  sounds cute and I really hope this match is&amp;nbsp; the perfect one for  Jeff.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Well,its already 9;30. I need to shower and ice my  ankle. I am&amp;nbsp; doing&amp;nbsp; my Elm Street solo tomorrow so I need a good  night's sleep.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Take care and sorry for no posts lately. Hope you  keep reading.&amp;nbsp; Have a great night.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-3423640077219822139?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/3423640077219822139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=3423640077219822139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/3423640077219822139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/3423640077219822139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/05/days-10-11-elm-streetbooties-and-more.html' title='Days 10 &amp; 11:  Elm Street,Booties and more Clicker'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-549708855795400852</id><published>2010-05-02T14:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T14:25:11.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9;  More Puppy Facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;After our meeting Kristin came to my room to  give me the names of&amp;nbsp; her Parents and Siblings. They are as  follows:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Parents:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Merlin: Dad&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Boca: mom&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Siblings:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Jarvis&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Jagger&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Jeff&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Jolly&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Jethro&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Jud&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;John&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Jazzman&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-549708855795400852?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/549708855795400852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=549708855795400852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/549708855795400852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/549708855795400852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-9-more-puppy-facts.html' title='Day 9;  More Puppy Facts'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-8139188265187308171</id><published>2010-05-02T11:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T11:37:57.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9:  Puppy Facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;We just had our meeting up in the common  lounge. It was fun. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Joyce is the tallest and the heaviest in our class.  But,she is the youngest .&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Her Birthday is:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;August 23,2008&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Weight 60 pounds&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Height 22 inches&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We also were given names of her Parents and  siblings. Kristin will e-mail them to us,too many names to remember.&amp;nbsp; There  was a large litter. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We will also find out a little about her 4-H Family  and what Joyce was like as a puppy.&amp;nbsp; Will get&amp;nbsp; this info the day  before us retrains leave.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Well, I need a nap.&amp;nbsp; then,will groom her ,have  Dinner,do obedience.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;and then don't know what else.&amp;nbsp; Take  Care.,&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-8139188265187308171?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/8139188265187308171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=8139188265187308171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/8139188265187308171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/8139188265187308171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-9-puppy-facts.html' title='Day 9:  Puppy Facts'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-7837396506503297772</id><published>2010-05-02T07:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T07:49:45.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8:  Solo,Visit with friend and Coming home Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Today is May 2,almost 9&amp;nbsp; here on this  Sunday.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We just finished Breakfast and I must say,it was  one of the best I had here. it was scrambled eggs,bacon,English muffin.&amp;nbsp; I  asked if they wouldn't mind melting cheese on the muffin so I could make a&amp;nbsp;  sandwich.&amp;nbsp; They did and I had two.&amp;nbsp; I know it was a lot but it was  scrumptious. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Also,I really don't like ham nor want sweet  potatoes for lunch. I am not a fan of Mexican and that is what they will be  serving for dinner so for both lunch and dinner will have the salad plate.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Anyway,quiet here. Think most are in their rooms  and a few went to Church.&amp;nbsp; The dogs can't go since we only had them a  week.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Right now,its 72&amp;nbsp; degrees and overcast.we are  expected thunderstorms today and showers again tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; 86 for the high  and low will be 63. its warmer here than in Phoenix,that is crazy,only 83 for  the high in&amp;nbsp; Phoenix today. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Yesterday it was 20 degrees warmer than at home and  of course the humidity is higher&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;Okay,enough of&amp;nbsp; a weather report , I  will give you an update on my day here,that's the&amp;nbsp; point of this post  anyway's.:) lol.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Yesterday morning(Saturday,May 1) &amp;nbsp;we had  our&amp;nbsp; solo's on South Street.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The day before I was fine,felt  like I knew the route.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;However,not the case yesterday morning.&amp;nbsp; I  wanted breakfast to be over and get the show&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; on the road.&amp;nbsp; I  was really hoping Leeann and I would be able to go first but&amp;nbsp; were the  second team&amp;nbsp; in our class to do the solo.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I was very nervous.&amp;nbsp; I know its not an exam  but it feels like one to me.&amp;nbsp; I have&amp;nbsp; test anxiety and my memory fails  me when I get anxious. I am also a perfectionist,not in all aspects of my life  thank goodness,but in&amp;nbsp; some areas I am . I wish it weren't true but it  is.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Needless-to-say,I am very hard on myself,my worse  critic.&amp;nbsp; I also second guess myself and&amp;nbsp; don't trust myself as&amp;nbsp;  much&amp;nbsp; as I should.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;In regards to yesterday's solo,I felt like if I  made more than one mistake,that I failed&amp;nbsp; that it&amp;nbsp; wasn't a successful  trip.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I can handle stress and pressure at work but  this&amp;nbsp; was different.&amp;nbsp; if I feel like I am being tested,then I get  anxious.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I was fortunate to remember&amp;nbsp; the street names  and&amp;nbsp; I made no major mistakes.&amp;nbsp; I didn't get lost,trip or&amp;nbsp; fall  but I made errors. Joyce made a couple minor ones and&amp;nbsp; I made a few.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I mostly&amp;nbsp; didn't stop far enough at the down  curb and thought I was aligned right at a&amp;nbsp; couple intersections but that  was about it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So,if it weren't for Leeann and&amp;nbsp; definitely if I  hadn't had Joyce,I would have made a diagonal crossing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Joyce walked me into the flag that was  strategically placed on&amp;nbsp; the route as well as my arm hit one of the poles  &amp;nbsp; . &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I did correct her and we&amp;nbsp; reworked those spots  and she cleared me. So,she obviously was paying attention and wanted to  please.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;There was a lot less traffic and the streets less  crowded. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Other students were completing their solos&amp;nbsp;  also.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;some students made mea more nervous and were  distracting me.&amp;nbsp; They were&amp;nbsp; constantly talking to their  dogs,projecting their voice and&amp;nbsp; walking so fast,thought they would&amp;nbsp;  plow&amp;nbsp; us down.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;None of this helped matters so&amp;nbsp; between all of  this and it being wicked hot,,90 degrees,I was sweating and&amp;nbsp; anxious by the  time we returned to the training lounge.&amp;nbsp; I was so glad it was  over!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Kristin was pleased how we did,thought we did  great! I&amp;nbsp; give it a C or a D .&amp;nbsp; maybe,probably shouldn't give it any  grade..&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;The&amp;nbsp; point of the solo is to see how  well&amp;nbsp; we work as a dog Guide team,if the dog can guide,if we can follow the  dog's lead,communicate,trust him other her and get to our destinations.&amp;nbsp; We  did that,so,guess,it was successful??&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;After I got back from doing the solo and was  sitting in the lounge,Jeff and ken were trying to make me feel better.&amp;nbsp;  Jeff told me not&amp;nbsp; to" sweat the small stuff!". That,I need to  do.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;he Also made me laugh.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;laughter is the  best medicine.&amp;nbsp; Leeann stopped by my room later and&amp;nbsp; wanted to see if  I was alright and lend support.&amp;nbsp; I appreciate her and the others caring  and&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; supporting me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Soon after we returned to Campus,Kristin took us on  the leisure path. it was bloody hot and I was glad to be back inside.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Since I was wicked tired/hot,I didn't feel like  much for lunch. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;So,I didn't have the steak ,just had a&amp;nbsp;  salad,a couple glasses of water and lemonade. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;once lunch was over,I went and took a shower.&amp;nbsp;  I wanted to take a nap,like many but&amp;nbsp; I was having company later in the  afternoon.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Visiting hours are from 2 to 4 on the  weekends.&amp;nbsp; My friend Mary Anne came to visit.&amp;nbsp; She is more like  Family,known&amp;nbsp; her since High School.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We had a great visit,so nice to see her. It was way  too short.!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We got caught up on what was happening in each  other's lives,reminisced about old times,played with Joyce,talked about&amp;nbsp;  training and more. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;She is very much interested in becoming a&amp;nbsp;  trainer here at the Seeing Eye.&amp;nbsp; She took some information with her before  she left.&amp;nbsp; I hope she applies,she would make a good instructor.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;After she left,it was feed/park time,then  dinner.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Dinner wasn't very good.&amp;nbsp; Pizza for the hot  plate and salad for the alternative.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;At 6;30 we had a meeting.&amp;nbsp; I wish they  had it Friday night. it didn't feel like time off. I much rather they had the  meeting Friday night so we could have been off from noon Saturday till Monday  morning park time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;The meeting wasn't very worthwhile,at least for  me,for us retrains.&amp;nbsp; They showed the&amp;nbsp; "Welcome home "Video.&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;I have seen this many times. Its a very good video for newbie's and  family,friends and co-workers but not for us retrains,JMO.&amp;nbsp;  lol&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;later, listened to internet radio.&amp;nbsp; Jeff  called into the station (mushroomfm.com) described&amp;nbsp; the training,what it  was like here at the Seeing Eye)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I continued to listen.&amp;nbsp; I actually fell&amp;nbsp;  asleep to Jonathon playing Journey and other great tunes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I woke later,to some other DJ playing tunes  at&amp;nbsp; midnight and chatted with Darrell for an hour on the&amp;nbsp;  phone.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;That's about it for day 8.&amp;nbsp; Will compose a  post for day 9 later&amp;nbsp; since nothing much has gone on.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I still have to groom Joyce and later today Kristin  will give our class Puppy info.&amp;nbsp; I am really looking forward to all  that.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;That post will likely be very short,unlike the last  few.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I am not doing much of anything today! That feels great,doing  nothing!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Kristin,just stopped by my room.&amp;nbsp; she wanted  to do an evaluation ,see how I&amp;nbsp; feel about the match and so on.&amp;nbsp; I  toldher&amp;nbsp; I am pleased with the match,think Joyce matches my pace and&amp;nbsp;  pull and that we work well together.&amp;nbsp; It will take time to&amp;nbsp; really  work well as a&amp;nbsp; team but that will come.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Kristin can see that I&amp;nbsp; trust Joyce,that i  just need to trust myself &amp;nbsp;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That's for now.&amp;nbsp; Take care  ,keep reading and I will send the next post soon.&amp;nbsp; Have a great  day.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-7837396506503297772?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/7837396506503297772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=7837396506503297772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/7837396506503297772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/7837396506503297772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-8-solovisit-with-friend-and-coming.html' title='Day 8:  Solo,Visit with friend and Coming home Video'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-6513162927390030795</id><published>2010-04-30T19:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T19:45:10.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7:  South Street,Laundry and more Clicker</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Its&amp;nbsp; 9;30 Friday  night.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We just finished Day 7.&amp;nbsp; I am just relaxing,have the  Serious Radio on a station that plays a variety,its called the  Bridge.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I am very glad that we had no lecture tonight,I am  exhausted and feeling all the work we&amp;nbsp; did this week. Glad its the Weekend  !&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Today was much of the same as yesterday.&amp;nbsp; All  week&amp;nbsp; My class has gone on individual routes.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;However, today Kristin decided to pair&amp;nbsp; Leeann  and I together. Most are in pairs and have had at&amp;nbsp; least a couple days to  practice working as a team.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Last night I did sleep better so when&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;  did wake at 4;30 I wasn't as exhausted.&amp;nbsp; Still,I was showered and&amp;nbsp;  dressed,all&amp;nbsp; ready for the day&amp;nbsp; by 5 a.m.&amp;nbsp; So, I skimmed through  tweets/mail.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Joyce is still behaving more like a Shepard and  will not eat much.&amp;nbsp; She seems like she is more interested in playing then  eating. So,I am usually one of the last out to the park area.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;After Park,I worked on obedience and played with  her.&amp;nbsp; She uses the bone like a rope and wants me&amp;nbsp; to tug on  it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She's a stinker,uses her paws like hands and cheats :)&amp;nbsp;  lol&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Breakfast was very good. I had half the hot mail  and some of the cold plate.&amp;nbsp; Instead of the pancakes,I had granola,no milk  and it was very good. I also had extra bacon and coffee and fruit.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;like yesterday,Leeann and I were on the second  trip,so we went to the lecture first at 7;45.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;This one was on "dogs Senses and was pretty  interesting.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Dogs sense of taste isn't as good as ours and in  some ways&amp;nbsp; there sight isn't as good either.&amp;nbsp; They don't have as good  binocular vision,can't see color as well as us. They do have more rods then  cones and can see easier in dim light then us.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We all know their sense of smell and&amp;nbsp; hearing  are more keen then&amp;nbsp; ours.&amp;nbsp; If you're interested,I can give you more  information on&amp;nbsp; that lecture if you like ? There are too many details,its  late and I am wicked tired!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;By 9;15 I was ready for&amp;nbsp; my trip into  town.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Kristin gave us more&amp;nbsp; direction on the morning  trip and we did pretty good,not many issues.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;I chilled&amp;nbsp; after coming back from  town.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Lunch they had chicken noodle soup and for the hot  plate,some chicken pasta. I&amp;nbsp; had the egg salad sandwich,chips and a  pickle.&amp;nbsp; Also the fresh fruit not the dessert,vanilla cake . &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Unlike,yesterday afternoon,Leeann and I were on the  first trip into town.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;This time,Kristin said,practically nothing.&amp;nbsp;  this was the practice solo.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;we had to focus on many things: what are dogs were  doing, guiding around obstacles,remembering street names,communicating withone  another so to know where&amp;nbsp; each other is&amp;nbsp; and so much  more.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We both tried not to let our dogs pull&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  ahead if the other was taking the lead,yet hard to do.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We both&amp;nbsp; had to make a few corrections but  overall,the route went pretty good,at least Kristin thinks so.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Tomorrow I&amp;nbsp; not only have to&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; pay  attention to what Joyce is doing in harness but think about what street I am at  and when I make the lefts or just cross. Its pretty simple, a large  rectangle.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;we leave the training center,go forward,then make a  left on maple.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We then,have to&amp;nbsp; walk to deheart,Community ( a  T intersection) Miller lite,lol ( has a light, plus  intersection,lol)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;then,we cross Madison.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and when we get  to James,we&amp;nbsp; make a sharp left. We then, go down to South Street.&amp;nbsp;  now,we are heading down the other side of the rectangle and just reversing  things.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We cross Madison,miller,Community and at  Dehart,turn left &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; walk,then turn right,cross and head down&amp;nbsp;  back to maple,and home,at the Training Center.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully,it will go  fine?&amp;nbsp; will let you know&amp;nbsp; tomorrow.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;My afternoon was very busy up&amp;nbsp; until the time  I began this post.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Jeff and I did our laundry.&amp;nbsp; We&amp;nbsp; began  the wash&amp;nbsp; and then went into the grooming&amp;nbsp; area. I still had to groom  Joyce. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;The machines were different and&amp;nbsp; slightly  confusing but thanks to Jeff,got the job done.(Thanks much Jeff) &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Before dinner,laundry was in the dryers and&amp;nbsp;  its nice to have clean clothes.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Dinner was just alright.&amp;nbsp; They had Shepard's  Pie which I had.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They also had a salad&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; as the cold  dish.&amp;nbsp; for dessert,they had an Italian dish which I can't pronounce but it  was&amp;nbsp; delicious, and very rich and fattening .&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;After Dinner,Kristin&amp;nbsp; worked with me and  Joyce&amp;nbsp; on obedience .&amp;nbsp; I Called Darrell and chatted with him for  awhile,not much happening. he is just completing stories,meeting deadlines.  Class will be over in a couple weeks.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Soon after that conversation,,Lucas called me to  work on clicker.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;tomorrow we are changing seating in the dining  hall. We used clicker and its positive reinforcement technique to show Joyce my  new seat,so, when the stimulus,the Bell,and the food,the conditioned response is  removed ,she will be able to find&amp;nbsp; my chair.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;This tool can be applied in numerous  situations.&amp;nbsp; it will be great at home,to locate traffic poles,bus benches  and more.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then,went back to my room to put&amp;nbsp; my  laundryaway.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;there isn't much else to&amp;nbsp; say. its late,10  now. I'd like to get to bed soon,so best I end this. There is always tomorrow  .&amp;nbsp; Even though its the weekend,we are still getting up at 5;30 and  breakfast will be at 7.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;After breakfast we will&amp;nbsp; do our Solo's on  South Street.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;For the rest of the day,we have off,can do  whatever.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;marry Anne will visit tomorrow. I am bummed,she  cant' on Sunday,has a first Communion to go to.&amp;nbsp; Glad I will be able to see  her tomorrow. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Not sure what else I will do. think we are having a  Pizza party.?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well,time to get this posted,take my shower  and hit the sack. BTW, I have Joyce in her crate.&amp;nbsp;She slept in it all  night,a good thing.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;take care and keep reading the blog. Glad you  all are enjoying the posts.&amp;nbsp; Have a good night. Stay Tuned for Day 8.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-6513162927390030795?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/6513162927390030795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=6513162927390030795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/6513162927390030795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/6513162927390030795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-7-south-streetlaundry-and-more.html' title='Day 7:  South Street,Laundry and more Clicker'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-5831852884685892709</id><published>2010-04-29T18:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T18:54:47.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6:  South Street,Clicker and Crates</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Its 8 pm and I am wicked tired,very long day!&amp;nbsp;  I still,am not sleeping well.&amp;nbsp; Last night I got to bed at a decent time,11  but woke&amp;nbsp; up a few times ,the final time being 4;30.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;and was  ready by 5.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Before Breakfast I did, checked tweets,mail and did  obedience withJoyce.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;Breakfast was good: had&amp;nbsp; the hot  plate,fried eggs,hashbrowns,raisin bran muffin and fresh fruit.&amp;nbsp; Of course  had a few cups of coffee .&amp;nbsp; they also had their usual alternative,cereal  and&amp;nbsp; yogurt/granola combo.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today we began the south street route and it  is a bit further from campus. so,they took some of us in the shuttle whie  some&amp;nbsp; stayed behind.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I was on the&amp;nbsp;second group,at 8;45 this morning  and did not get back till the 11 a.m Park . &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;While&amp;nbsp; waiting to go on my morning&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  trip,I lollygagged in my room a&amp;nbsp; little,played on the computer. Then,I went  and groomed Joyce.&amp;nbsp; I was hanging out with Ree and Kim in the grooming  room.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;When,we arrived to the&amp;nbsp; lounge,Leeann and Ken  were still on the route,so I sat in the lounge. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I was&amp;nbsp; very pleasantly surprised to see Pete  langue. He retired a year&amp;nbsp; or so ago.&amp;nbsp; We chatted about&amp;nbsp; old  times and got a little caught up on what was happening in our lives. He is doing  very well,volunteers once a month here.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;Since our group is small and we are all  average to fast walkers,we have gone mostly in singles,not pairs.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I am glad I did some&amp;nbsp; additional stretching  before breakfast as well as shook my knees, and legs before&amp;nbsp; proceeding out  the door for the trip. I can walk much better,faster and not&amp;nbsp; so stiff. I  don't look like a gimp:) lol&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Kristin's gnomonics help me beautifully( Dad Called  My Mother James and,My Mother Can't Drive,all&amp;nbsp; street names and it enables  me to remember the street names which ones have a light,are a t intersection and  where I have to make a left&amp;nbsp; turn or continue crossing.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I believe,it was Deheart street, where it was  wide,where the obstacles were .&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;For the most part Joyce walked me  around them beautifully.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;She did however, walked me into the flag and we  reworked&amp;nbsp; it and, she never did that again.we overshot a couple curbs  but,they're redo's and,same thing,no tripping over the curbs.&amp;nbsp; We had some  minor hiccups,on the route in the&amp;nbsp; afternoon but really,&amp;nbsp; the guide  work is&amp;nbsp; improving,falling into place. its not flawless,we are still making  mistakes but that is going to happen.&amp;nbsp; its better that it happens here in  class then when we get home. But, it will happen at home but hopefully,nothing  major and&amp;nbsp; after corrections,won't be an issue.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;lunch they&amp;nbsp; had either a salad with  tuna&amp;nbsp;or the tuna&amp;nbsp; sandwich which&amp;nbsp; I had. It was on a pita  bread.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I had chips and pickle with it. I had the blueberry pie and  coffee,not fresh fruit&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Since I was on the third&amp;nbsp;trip&amp;nbsp; in the  afternoon,went back to my room and took a short nap. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;In the afternoon,I twisted my ankle and&amp;nbsp; she  didn't clear me from a pole and my right hand&amp;nbsp; hit it. it hurt&amp;nbsp; for a  little bit but is fine. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;she had me backtrack,and we&amp;nbsp; redid the area by  that&amp;nbsp; pole,and little Joycie,cleared me through it.:) &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I had a few traffic checks this morning and those  Kristin said we did great.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;First, we had a easy one where I just had to stop  but later,Tom Pender gave me one where I had to suddenly stop and I couldn't  continue on.&amp;nbsp; He&amp;nbsp; acted like he was turning around,not paying  attention and was backing into me,the car just kept rolling towards me,three  times.&amp;nbsp; that one,made me nervous.&amp;nbsp; But, Kristin said,it was beautiful!  Crazy tom! :) lol&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp; continued to noticed&amp;nbsp; when we  feed the dogs that Joyce's finicky like A Shepard and rather play then eat.  Maybe, this is not her normal behavior? Could be because she's still sick?  BTW,she seems to be feeling a bit better,not coughing as much and Kristin  says&amp;nbsp; her face looks happier. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I had asked Kristin about crating. So, she&amp;nbsp;  brought me a crate. Joyceisnot a fan of it,so it will take time.&amp;nbsp;  ..&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Right after&amp;nbsp; we returned from our trip,Lucas  stopped me and&amp;nbsp; I went to do some clicker with him.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;This time,we used the&amp;nbsp; doorknob as our  target.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We placed the bell&amp;nbsp; on the door. When&amp;nbsp;  Joyce's nose touched the bell,I clicked the clicker immediately followed by a  piece of kibble.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We repeated this a few times. She&amp;nbsp; found this  loads of fun and wanted to continue the game.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We then, changed things.&amp;nbsp; Lucas removed the  stimulus,the bell from the door and we were standing across the  room.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;He had me give the forward command,as if for  example I was searching for a traffic pole or something,and&amp;nbsp; once,we hit  the target,the doorknob,I clicked and rewarded.&amp;nbsp; She did pretty good.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Lucas said she&amp;nbsp; was right on target a lot of  the time but not as close as she should be on some,sowed need some more  work!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;By then it was dinnertime and ,I just&amp;nbsp; went  from the lounge next to the dining room to our table.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Dinner was good.&amp;nbsp; The&amp;nbsp; hot&amp;nbsp; plate  was Vegetable lasagna,(&amp;nbsp; doesn't taste much different then meat lasagna,at  least to me,lol)&amp;nbsp; french bread and missippi mud pie. I had everything  except the pie. I also had a side garden salad and some fresh fruit  instead.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Before the evening lecture,I chatted with Darrell.  He is doing fine,working on two stories for class as well as&amp;nbsp; working on  issues with Safeway's&amp;nbsp; accessible web site.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Tonight Shannon&amp;nbsp; conducted the&amp;nbsp; meeting .  The Topic was on social behavior,how important that our dogs are well behaved in  social situations. She also gave us red cons for our pups. Joyce likes her bone  more I think,then the cong. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Also tonight,while composing this post,my&amp;nbsp;  classmate/neighbor,Leeann, invited me and some others for some wine and good  conversation&amp;nbsp; upstairs in the common lounge.&amp;nbsp; I decided not to go  tonight,after I post this,I want to shower and get to bed. I will take her and  or others upon the offer another night though.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Its now after 9 so I should&amp;nbsp; wrap this up soon  and get it sent to the blog.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Tomorrow in addition to doing the South Route  twice,we will have a lecture on Dogs Senses.&amp;nbsp; This one is always very  interesting!Weekend is&amp;nbsp; almost here,amazing!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Take care and see you&amp;nbsp; all on Day 7.have a  good night.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-5831852884685892709?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/5831852884685892709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=5831852884685892709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/5831852884685892709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/5831852884685892709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-6-south-streetclicker-and-crates.html' title='Day 6:  South Street,Clicker and Crates'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-6806861203412318583</id><published>2010-04-28T19:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T19:00:54.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5:  Maple Avenue,Traffic and Booties</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Today is day 5.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It was not very  busy,kind of a light day compared to all the activity on other days.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Breakfast was at the usual time,7, and was pretty  good.&amp;nbsp; I had the hot plate: waffles,ham and fruit. I also had orange Juice  and coffee.&amp;nbsp; They also had assorted cereals and yogurt with granola . Right  after Breakfast we all headed&amp;nbsp; to the lounge.&amp;nbsp; We only had one trip  into town today.&amp;nbsp; while my classmates were working their dogs on the maple  Avenue route,I sat in the lounge and relax.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Lucas Franck was there to work with us on clicker  training. His lecture on clicker last night was&amp;nbsp; both informative and  funny,so was,&amp;nbsp; the sound bites from yesterdays lecture on Dog handling and  dog fears:).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Anyway, we went into a room downstairs and I&amp;nbsp;  had a chance to improve my accuracy and speed using&amp;nbsp; the clicker in  specific situations.&amp;nbsp; For the most part,I was right on target when,  Joyce,hit&amp;nbsp; the Bell with her nose,I was in that one second range and  clicked immediately,then gave&amp;nbsp; her food as a reward.&amp;nbsp; We made a minor  adaptation due to my arm injury. Instead of having the&amp;nbsp; pouch of food  on&amp;nbsp; the back of my right hip,its on the left and the clicker,is in my right  hand ,not&amp;nbsp; my left . I am unable to place the bag on my right hip and grab  kibble with my right hand. I &amp;nbsp;lack the ability,range to bring my arm behind  me.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I&amp;nbsp; can tell this is a very effective&amp;nbsp;  tool and another way to pattern the dog's brain to locate object and find things  quickly.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Soon after,it was my turn to go on the route.&amp;nbsp;  The first few blocks ,I feel awkward,clumsy and my legs feel like jelly.&amp;nbsp; I  had an excellent trip,much better than yesterday.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I am much more in tune with what Joyce is doing and  she me. I recognize when I am not holding the harness properly,when I hear the  harness jingle ,that I am not holding&amp;nbsp; it back and giving the proper  tension so she can&amp;nbsp; pull and lead me.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Second, I did over shot a few curbs and we  corrected them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Overall,we walked more gracefully as a  team,walking faster and improved communication. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Despite it being cool,about 45 degrees out,and  having rosy cheeks,I felt great after&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;once we returned back to campus I went down to the  grooming&amp;nbsp; room .&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Joyce really enjoys it &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;For lunch they had grilled cheese or chicken salad  sandwich which I had or one could get the salad plate.&amp;nbsp; They also had&amp;nbsp;  fresh fruit which I did . they also served carrot cake . I gave Darrell a call  before he head to class,thinking,hoping,I'd be in bed by the time he got home  from class.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;after lunch we all met in the lounge for a  lecture on traffic.&amp;nbsp; They&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; told us a little on how they train  the dogs to successfully do traffic checks,protect us from being hit by a car.  They teach the dogs to respect but also to be somewhat fearful of cars,enough to  avoid them but&amp;nbsp; they don't want them to fear them&amp;nbsp; so much that they  don't want to be&amp;nbsp;working on the street.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;They pattern them&amp;nbsp; through  correction,demonstration,repetition and praise.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;FONT size=2  face=Arial&gt; They use this approach in&amp;nbsp; all areas of training,including  clicker .&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;After the&amp;nbsp; afternoon lecture,they had a  tutorial in the use of the laundry machines .it was helpful and since My family  isn't here in Jersey anymore,I will have to do my own laundry.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I&amp;nbsp; took a short nap,but was woken up by a call  from Jeff,followed by my instructor knocking on my door to give me&amp;nbsp; Joyce's  booties.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;She had me put them on her feet and we proceeded  out into the hall. She had me heel her and see how she did&amp;nbsp; walking with  the booties. She&amp;nbsp; galloped like a pony like all my dogs.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Kristin and I will work with Joyce on getting her  comfortable wearing the boots&amp;nbsp; as well as using a crate. I really don't  want her to have&amp;nbsp; separation anxiety.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was a very relaxing afternoon,began this  post hours ago,hoping to be already done but I&amp;nbsp; have been interrupted by  activities here,phone calls and meals.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Dinner was&amp;nbsp; delicious.&amp;nbsp; I had the hot  plate,Steak,baked potato with sourcream and spinach.&amp;nbsp; They also had garden  salad with cottage cheese,fresh fruit and apple pie for dessert.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Tonight I chatted with Keri for&amp;nbsp; I think&amp;nbsp;  an hour. she was&amp;nbsp; telling me about her week and I,I,mine .&amp;nbsp; She thinks  its neat that Jeff and I are here together getting our dogs and that we&amp;nbsp;  blog&amp;nbsp; about similar things but also different ones too.yes,it is  great,having you in class Jeff. I am meeting and getting to know folks here in  class but its hard for me to strike up conversations with strangers.&amp;nbsp; I am  shy and its not easy for me. so,its nice having&amp;nbsp; family here experiencing  training with me.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;After I&amp;nbsp; talked with Keri for awhile,my  old high school friend Mary Anne called. She lives here,about 30 minutes from  the Seeing Eye. I will see her Saturday afternoon. I can't wait! I haven't seen  her since our Wedding&amp;nbsp; in June of 06. she too,is a close,dear friend whom  is more like a sister .:)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;well,its going on 9;30,I need to edit&amp;nbsp; this  and take a shower and go to bed. I have been staying up way too  late.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Tomorrow we are starting a new route,the  South&amp;nbsp; Street route. We will do this route tomorrow and Friday,working on  improving ur form,technique and communication with our dogs. Then,Saturday we  will do a&amp;nbsp; solo.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Take care and hope you all are enjoying reading  about our happenings here and maybe learning more about the Seeing Eye and what  it is like for us as blind folks to&amp;nbsp; train but also for the&amp;nbsp;  dogs.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;Until tomorrow. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-6806861203412318583?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/6806861203412318583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=6806861203412318583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/6806861203412318583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/6806861203412318583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-5-maple-avenuetraffic-and-booties.html' title='Day 5:  Maple Avenue,Traffic and Booties'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-5701944446686286574</id><published>2010-04-27T19:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T19:03:55.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maple Avenue And Clicker Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;My day is winding down but not quite  over.&amp;nbsp; I am waiting&amp;nbsp; for Kristin,my instructor to work on  obedience&amp;nbsp; with Joyce and me. I am very tired so I thought I'd write the  post sooner than later so&amp;nbsp; not to be up late tonight. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I got just a few hours of sleep and woke up at 5  this morning ,30 minutes prior to the instructors making the announcement over  the intercom.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We fed and took the dogs out and&amp;nbsp; since I was  already dressed for the day, I chatted with Darrell and played on the  computer.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Breakfast was at 7 and as usual was very good.  (Breakfast is my favorite meal)&amp;nbsp; I had the hot plate: scrambled eggs with  cheese,bagel with cream cheese and fruit.&amp;nbsp; I also had coffee and apple  juice.&amp;nbsp; They&amp;nbsp; also had cereal and yogurt&amp;nbsp; with  granola.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;By 8 we were all out heading in the vans to the  training center.&amp;nbsp; I hung out with Jeff and other students while others  were&amp;nbsp; out working their dogs on Maple Avenue. We did this route  yesterday.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;However, today, Kristin was not&amp;nbsp; connected to  us.&amp;nbsp; The morning route did not begin too well.&amp;nbsp; We quickly realized  that I needed a shorter harness handle because my arm wasn't positioned  properly. We had to work on form first then increase speed later.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;After a few blocks,I had my arm positioned where it  needed to be,back,more on my hip and we were walking faster.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;Right before our afternoon trip into  Morristown, I sent a group e -mail to two of my managers and to a few others at  work.&amp;nbsp; my Boss's replied.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They are excited to meet Joyce,happy  training is going well and&amp;nbsp; a bit surprised how busy I am and what they do  here at the Seeing eye. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Lunch was at noon and I had the cold  plate,roastbeef sandwich,chips and pickle. I also had lemonade and fresh fruit.  They also had enchilada's for lunch and some kind of&amp;nbsp; dessert but didn't  get it.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;We made&amp;nbsp; another trip out and practice  proper technique&amp;nbsp; on Maple Avenue.&amp;nbsp; The afternoon was better in some  ways. I had a shorter harness handle witch made a big difference for short  people like me .&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;It seems the first few blocks are not as smooth and  flowing as the rest of the&amp;nbsp;mile route. But, after a &lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;FONT  size=2 face=Arial&gt; few blocks,things fell into place,we began to read each  other's body language,feel her pull in harness and I was able to interpret what  to do next as the handler.&amp;nbsp; We worked hard today,tired.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We got back to campus in time to park and feed the  dogs. Right before dinner Kristin took Joyce to the Vet.&amp;nbsp; She has been  coughing today and has a&amp;nbsp; respiratory infection.&amp;nbsp; She is&amp;nbsp; on an  antibiotic. AWE,poor little girl.!&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt; I was  dogless,childless for about&amp;nbsp; 30 minutes,felt strange, she has been at my  side for&amp;nbsp; 2 days.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Dinner was pretty good,not as good as it usually  is. They had flounder sautéed in a butter,garlic sauce,asparagus and coconut  cake. I had this and coffee. They also had&amp;nbsp; garden salad and&amp;nbsp; fresh  fruit.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;After dinner I went back to my room  &amp;nbsp;,checked e-mail and began this post.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;At 6;30 we had a lecture on clicker,the  importance of targeting an object that is difficult to find,using conditioning,  showing object and praising at same time,reinforcing with food.&amp;nbsp; It is  interesting and an excellent tool.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We continued&amp;nbsp; by practicing clicker in our  rooms. later,Joyce and me had our first obedience lesson.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Then, Jeff and I went down to groom our dogs.&amp;nbsp;  She likes it and looks very pretty.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;here I am,everything is done for the night.&amp;nbsp;  Once I complete this,I am going to take a shower and bedtime for this Jersey  gal,wicked tired.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;From what I understand only one trip into  town&amp;nbsp; tomorrow and we will attend multiple lectures. I am sure it will be  another&amp;nbsp; fun,filled day,very productive. Just got a phone call from  Darrell.&amp;nbsp; I was asking him&amp;nbsp; about his day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I told him to  check out my blog.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ( check Jeff's too,I am sure he will have lots to  say and his blog is better than mine ) &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;After sending this,Heading to bed.&amp;nbsp; I actually  think I will be in bed before 10 tonight,amazing!. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Joyce whimpered,  a lot during the night,hope she will sleep through?? hope you all are  enjoying&amp;nbsp; these&amp;nbsp; posts? Comments,questions welcome.:) If you don't  like my posts,feedback is welcome too. Take care and till  tomorrow....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-5701944446686286574?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/5701944446686286574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=5701944446686286574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/5701944446686286574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/5701944446686286574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/04/maple-avenue-and-clicker-training.html' title='Maple Avenue And Clicker Training'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-960067491478602778</id><published>2010-04-26T21:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T21:46:34.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joice was,the Choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Today&amp;nbsp; is April 26,day 3 of training at the  Seeing Eye.&amp;nbsp; We woke at 6 for breakfast.&amp;nbsp; We were told it was another  50 some degree/rainy day.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp; got a slow start because I had a  headache . Yet,I was ready in time to go down to the dining room for  Breakfast.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;The kitchen staff&amp;nbsp; had another great selection  for us all. I had the&amp;nbsp; hot plate,French Toast,sausage and fruit. I also had  coffee and orange juice. They offered cereal and yogurt with  granola.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;just like yesterday,we left the campus around 7;45  and&amp;nbsp; drove a few minutes to the lounge. I sat there for awhile. First,I  attempted to get the mp3 they gave us working so I could listen to all the  informative lectures on it.&amp;nbsp; Ken,my classmate was sitting&amp;nbsp; next to me  so he was able to assist me. I did get it working and I began to listen,skim  through all the files. it seems like they have a lot of valuable material on  there as well as&amp;nbsp; it was nice to hear voices of the past,trainers whom I  have known over the last 22 years.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;I didn't listen long to the lectures because  a new Student had sat down near me (think her name is Savanna) and she is a  first time dog guide user. Both myself and another Student,Dawn,were telling her  what it was like as a first timer and giving&amp;nbsp; her&amp;nbsp;  support.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Later while still at the lounge ,Michelle came in  and I reintroduced myself. She is one of the staff here and is a great&amp;nbsp;  person,a long time Seeing Eye graduate and a Councilor.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Also at the lounge,another Staff person made an  appearance .Shannon was there making coffee for folks. She trained my Chanel  back in 1997 and we got to catch up.&amp;nbsp; That made my day.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I had a great juno walk again this morning.&amp;nbsp;  We walked part of the maple Avenue route and I felt very  comfortable.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Once our group returned to the campus I played a  little on the computer and made some phone calls.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We had a meeting with Jim Kutch and Michelle up in  the common lounge at 11 while all the instructors were in their own meting&amp;nbsp;  discussing matches for each of us.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Jim&amp;nbsp; gave&amp;nbsp; us all a History of the Seeing  Eye and told&amp;nbsp; us his story. So,did Michelle.&amp;nbsp; They told us about some  changes in their program such as the use of the clicker training .&amp;nbsp; I plan  on attending this meeting later in the week.&amp;nbsp; this is optional but I'd like  to participate,heard&amp;nbsp; lot of good things about this&amp;nbsp; additional tool  of training the dogs.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lunch&amp;nbsp; went quickly today. Everyone  wanted to get back to their rooms so they could get their dogs. They served too  types of sandwiches; the&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; turkey,bacon,lettace and tomato  sandwich&amp;nbsp; or ham. I had the TBLT as well as the creamy chicken soup,not  salad today. I&amp;nbsp; declined on the&amp;nbsp; offer of banana cream pie,though,it  sounded delicious. I had things to do and also wanted to meet my&amp;nbsp; little  girl.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Around 1;15,Kristin called me into the lounge. I  brought the ds50&amp;nbsp; to record( hope I recorded&amp;nbsp; the introduction between  myself and my new dog??:) &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;I had the ds 50 recording as Kristin  introduced me to my new pup.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Her name is Joyce.&amp;nbsp; We will find out later in  the week, more info on her, Birthday,weight and so forth. I was Given a yellow  Lab/Cross ( Gold-adores,I call them :).&amp;nbsp; She is more like a Lab but has  some golden.&amp;nbsp; From what am told,she looks like a Carmel color,that  the&amp;nbsp;top layers of her coat is a light yellow and below,a&amp;nbsp;darker.&amp;nbsp;  imagine,a creamy,light brown color.&amp;nbsp; I have also been told she  has&amp;nbsp;dark eyes.(darker than my chestnut brown eyes).&amp;nbsp;Her fur is more  coarse&amp;nbsp; softer than a gulden's.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;She is very soft,cuddly and playful.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;we went back to&amp;nbsp;our room to bond and get to  know one another.&amp;nbsp; We sat on the floor and&amp;nbsp; played.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;She kept licking me,giving me kisses and rolling  over,wanting tummy rubbed. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;She also was whining some.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;FONT  size=2 face=Arial&gt; I tried to calm her and gave her lots of  attention.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;An&amp;nbsp; hour or solater, Kristin had me heel her  down to the door that leads out to the beautiful leisure path. I haven't walked  that&amp;nbsp; path in years.it was raining out and I got pretty soaked &amp;nbsp;,so  did Joyce.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;She did a great job,guiding well most of the time.  I may have to switch harness's,get an offset one. At this point,she saw a squirm  so she didn't have&amp;nbsp; her attention on working.&amp;nbsp; Though,very quickly she  refocused on her job and we did fine.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;After our first short walk,went back to the room  and relax. I kind of took a nap and&amp;nbsp; bonded with Joyce.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;At dinner,each instructor assisted us to the  dining&amp;nbsp; Hall . We are heeling the dogs in the House till&amp;nbsp; we become  more comfortable.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;once I got Joyce situated&amp;nbsp; under the table and  she settled down,I began to eat. Joyce.&amp;nbsp; popped her head up a couple  times.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Tonight they had pork with potatoes and the cold  plate was a salad and something for the dessert I don't like. I had the&amp;nbsp;  pork and potatoes,very good. I also had fresh fruit and coffee. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;After dinner,Chatted with Jeff, the nurse,Kristin  &amp;nbsp; and played on the computer.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;at 7;15,our class went&amp;nbsp; down to the grooming  room. We had a lecture in grooming&amp;nbsp; as well as how to put on the gentle  leader. we groomed the dogs as well and Joyce loved it. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;next,I had Kristin,the nurse,take pictures of  Joyce on my cell phone. We also had Jeff's help. Jeff and Darrell are going to  help me send the attachments of the 3 pics&amp;nbsp; we took of Joyce and me.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I also called Darrell and Mom too. Both were  excited and very happy for me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;By then,it was getting late. I showered and  now,here I am.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow,we get up at 5;30.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We will&amp;nbsp; continue the Maple Avenue route and  will be the first time, we will be working as a team in Morristown.&amp;nbsp; I am  not sure what else they have planned. I also herd after tomorrow it will not  rain much. I hope so.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;well,Its very late,midnight here . I need to  get&amp;nbsp; to bed. Take care and I will send another update&amp;nbsp; tomorrow. Joyce  is on her bed chain,asleep.what a cutie! Till&amp;nbsp; next time,Take  care.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-960067491478602778?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/960067491478602778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=960067491478602778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/960067491478602778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/960067491478602778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/04/joice-wasthe-choice.html' title='Joice was,the Choice'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-6428831578855838278</id><published>2010-04-25T18:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T18:19:41.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Day,More assessments,Juno Walks,Puppy interaction and meetings</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Our second day has come and gone and I am back in  my room just relaxing after another long day. I need to get a good night  sleep,haven't been sleeping well since I left Phoenix.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Anyway, After posting my first entry to the  blog,one of the instructors announced that it was time to wake up and I began to  get ready for my day.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Breakfast,like all meals was very good. They always  offer a hot plate and a cold one,at least 2 or 3 options.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I chose the&amp;nbsp; hot plate.&amp;nbsp; It was cheese  omelet,English muffin and fruit. I also had a glass of orange juice and of  course, always coffee,a couple cups of coffee,not coffee in my creamer  lol.&amp;nbsp; . :)&amp;nbsp; They alsohad cereal and yogurt with gronola.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Before 8 we were in rain gear and drove to the new  training lounge in town.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;It was pouring and about 50 degrees,not cold,just  very wet.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Right after I arrived,I was the first one in my  class to go out for my&amp;nbsp; third Juno walk. Kristin,my instructor gave me  a&amp;nbsp; poncho to wear over my coat to keep me dryer.&amp;nbsp; it was abit big and  long for me but it certainly helped.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;She said,I looked like a mushroom.:) lol maybe,I  should broadcast on mushroom.com?&amp;nbsp; lol,A few blind folks I know already  broadcast on that station or will be soon. Honestly,I haven't even  listened.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I now,digress,sorry,long day.&amp;nbsp; As i was  saying,I was first out in the rain and I enjoyed the walk despite the weather  .&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;As retrains,there are things that one forgets to do  or one gets into bad habits when it comes to body language and command the dog  to lead.Its real important with these young pups.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I basically stayed at my same pace as yesterday it  felt more comfortable as&amp;nbsp; we crossed streets.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;once I returned,I tried to surf the radio stations  on my walk-man that I took along on the trip but for some reason I couldn't get  anything. the reception was lousy,couldn't get PLJ or KRC,stations that I had  listen ages ago when I lived here in Jersey.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;So,I moved tables and sat with several students  sitting across the way.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Today I am starting to get to&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  know students and instructors on a personal/professional level.its  great!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Since we only have4 in our group,we got back to  campus first.&amp;nbsp; Shortly after,we had a&amp;nbsp; fire drill.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Then,I grabbed&amp;nbsp; some coffee and Everyone went  to our next meeting. We met with the class supervisor,Tom.&amp;nbsp; There were  numerous things we discussed one of wich&amp;nbsp; was the importance&amp;nbsp; of  having pack leaders and and also discussed traffic checks as well.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Right after all of us students&amp;nbsp; met with  tom,we had lunch.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I was going to have the cold plate,Salad but I  wasn't feeling adventurous,didn't want Russian dressing.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;SO,I had the hot plate: Steak,potatoes and  vegetables. For dessert,they had oatmeal raisin cookie or fruit. I had&amp;nbsp; it  and lemonade,no coffee,surprise,surprised? &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;After lunch,I chatted with Darrell,checking with  him.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Then, it was time to go&amp;nbsp; play with pups. These  dogs were in the kennels,restless,and very anxious.Some may be matched with  those of us in this class or not. but,it was very fun to play with them,getting  to know and interact with them for a little while.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;The first dog,I was given was a male Shepard. he  whined a lot and was curious as to what was happening right outside of the men's  lounge where we sat.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;He was very cute&amp;nbsp; despite his whining and  seeming nervous.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;The second dog I played was was a male golden. He  was much calmer and softer. Though,he too,at times would not n'tsit and seemed  like he wanted to be somewhere else.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;The last&amp;nbsp; pup,my instructor gave  me&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; was female Cross,a lab/golden. I am told,she looks more black  then a cream or golden color.her fur was more coarse then a  Gulden's.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I was not sure how she would respond to me  because,she gave&amp;nbsp; the others trouble:very restless,hyper,panting and would  not mind.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;However, soon after I had her,she calmed  &amp;nbsp;down.I had her sit,stroked her ears and&amp;nbsp; spoke to her in a real  soothing voice. All three dogs but especially her ,was the most friendly and  warm&amp;nbsp; to me,giving me kisses and rolling her back,wanting to have a belly  rub.:) they are all so very cute.:)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;after&amp;nbsp; this activity,we had some down time. it  was&amp;nbsp; then,I&amp;nbsp; took the opportunity to get a nap before dinner. I  actually did feel better.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Once again,the kitchen staff made us an exceptional  meal. it was hard deciding &amp;nbsp;,on what to eat,both plates sounded good. they  had chicken salad and Penne Pasta with vodka sauce. I had to have this! It was  very good. I also had a garden salad and had fresh fruitfordessert,not the  sponge cake that most had.Coffee was an necessity since I just woken from a nap  and we were going to have a meeting after dinner.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Tonight's meeting was about&amp;nbsp; what to expect  from tomorrow. Tomorrow is the big day,the day we get our dogs. we need to giv  our dogs&amp;nbsp; our undivided attention and begin the bonding process.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;So, though,i would love to call some of you or  blog/tweet about my new dog, I will have to refrain from it alittle  while.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Just&amp;nbsp; now,My instructor knocked on my door to  give me my mutt matt and the tie down. we were&amp;nbsp; chatting briefly about  tomorrow. I mentioned,how fun it was&amp;nbsp; interacting with all three dogs  today.&amp;nbsp; My Instructor&amp;nbsp; said I will be very happy with my dog and all  she said I will love her and be very happy. then,she left :)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;So, my prediction,could be right,after all. My  women's intuition,told me that I'd&amp;nbsp; get a female black Lab. well,I got the  gender correct. So,we shall see.:)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;Anyhoo, its an exciting day tomorrow  and&amp;nbsp; in the near future.Again, tomorrow and Tuesday,it will rain. so,I am  prepared,to walk in the rain,wear the poncho and look like a mushroom.:)  lol&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;after the meeting,most stayed for the wine  and cheese party. here,I chose instead.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I want to get a good night sleep,for the big  Day.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I also will be checking in with Darrell and will  try and refresh my memory on how to use the ds 50. I want to be able to  record&amp;nbsp; Kristin introducing me to my little girl.this is very  exciting,can't wait! :)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;well, have things to do before bed. you all  take care and make sure to visit&amp;nbsp; my corner,to get more details on how this  journey is going. Have a good night.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-6428831578855838278?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/6428831578855838278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=6428831578855838278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/6428831578855838278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/6428831578855838278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/04/second-daymore-assessmentsjuno.html' title='Second Day,More assessments,Juno Walks,Puppy interaction and meetings'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-4332721348030354577</id><published>2010-04-25T02:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T02:47:03.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uneventful Red Eye Flight and First Day at the Seeing Eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am Here at the Seeing Eye and very likely the only one whom  is awake at 3;30 a.m. I&amp;nbsp; didn't sleep very well but feel fine right  now.&amp;nbsp; I have a soft rock station playing in the background.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Anyway, The journey&amp;nbsp; began Friday night,April  23.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Friday was mostly spent finishing packing and  hanging out with Darrell before leaving for the Airport to catch the Red Eye  flight that night.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Skyharbor Airport was very quiet Friday night and I  had no trouble getting assistance. Our Friend Karen whom is a cab driver made  sure I&amp;nbsp;got help at curbside.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;From there the process went very smoothly,much  faster then when traveling in the past. There were no issues at check in and  security and went&amp;nbsp; straight to the&amp;nbsp; gate where our friend Jeff was  already waiting for me.&amp;nbsp; .&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Jeff andI Looked forward to this day,to be in class  together &amp;nbsp;and receive our next Dogs at the finest Guide Dog School in the  Country.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Jeff met me in Phoenix so we could&amp;nbsp; get the  same flight to Newark.&amp;nbsp; I was very surprised the Red Eye flight was  oversold and like most flights these days were full,had us all packed in their  like sardines.:) lol&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;It was an uneventful but very pleasant four hour  flight to jersey.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Jeff brought his Ipod Touch and we watched two  movies with description.&amp;nbsp; We chatted a bit,had a&amp;nbsp; good&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  time telling each other a a little about&amp;nbsp; stories of things that happened  as kids and&amp;nbsp; got a good&amp;nbsp; laugh.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We first watched a movie&amp;nbsp; called "Water Boy"  starring Adam Sandler and Henry Winkler,very funny. (Don't know the rest of the  cast)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;After we saw " Up". This got excellent reviews but  in my opinion wasn't very good,had some cute parts but&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; not the  best,much better films out there.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;While listening to the movies,The flight attendant  came by to serve us beverages and of course, no snack,gave us the&amp;nbsp; typical  small bag of pretzels.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;neither one&amp;nbsp; of us slept on the flight and  needless-to-say,were very tired by the time we arrived at Newark at 6;30  a.m.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Once&amp;nbsp; there,we again,got excellent service and  were taken to the President's Lounge where we sat for an hour ,just hanging out  before heading to baggage to meet the Seeing Eye's Driver.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;after waiting awhile,chatted with each other as  wellas&amp;nbsp; my Mom,&amp;nbsp;we were on the road ,heading here to Morristown with  another student, Kim,from Savanna Ga.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Some of the Seeing Eye Staff were there to  meet&amp;nbsp; and greet us Yesterday morning.&amp;nbsp; Pauline and Karen from  Admissions as wellas all 4 trainers.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Once the introductions were made,they assisted us  to our rooms.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I thought I'd lie down and get some rest but  instead decided to unpack and organize my things in my room.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;In each room they have Serious Radio and a talking  alarm clock so I had to play with those things too.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;When in my room unpacking,I met with both my  Instructor Kristen and with Beth&amp;nbsp; one of the Nurses here.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Kristen&amp;nbsp; and I discussed&amp;nbsp; training,  expectations and she got an opportunity to get to know more about me,to help  determine which dog would be an ideal match for me. She already has two dogs in  mind and today,we will meet them.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;After all that,I chatted withDarrell.&amp;nbsp; By then  it was lunch.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Half our class had arrived and there were so many  new voices /personalities I need to get to know.&amp;nbsp; The kitchen staff are  very friendly and red usthe menu.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;They offered us garden salad,vegetable soup,ham or  tuna sandwiches.&amp;nbsp; They also had ice cream and fruit fordessert and a wide  of selection of beverages. I had tuna with chips,dill pickle and a cup of  coffee.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Kristen and I met after lunch and she took me on my  first Juno walk.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The Weather was beautiful and we just&amp;nbsp; walked  aroundthe Campus so she could gauge how quickly I walk,how much I could  pull.&amp;nbsp; we also worked&amp;nbsp; on leash corrections. this enables instructors  to match the right dog with us. I am an average walker with a light  pull.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;After the Juno walk she gave me an orientation  around the House here: showed me the lounges,nurses office,dining hall,basement  where they have a technology center,student laundry room,exercise and  grooming&amp;nbsp; room where we groom the dogs. They have a lot of cool fitness  equipment and&amp;nbsp; now&amp;nbsp; have an additional aspect to the grooming process.  they&amp;nbsp; have bottles of solution to soften the dogs coat.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;At this point I was wicked tired and went back to  my room to take a nap. I got some rest but not much. the bed isn't very  comfortable but I also received calls from Darrell and Tina. I also chatted with  Keri too.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Since I couldn't sleep,played with the  clock,attempting to use all its cool features.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Dinner was at 5. Jim Kutch (President of the Seeing  Eye and his Wife&amp;nbsp;Ginger&amp;nbsp;) joined us for dinner.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;They divided us 19 students into 4 smaller classes.  As said,Kristen is my Instructor. She's very nice,from Boston and was an  Orientation and Mobility&amp;nbsp;instructor prior to working here at the Seeing  Eye.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;There are 3 new Students in my&amp;nbsp; class of  4&amp;nbsp;. I am the only retrain. There is Kim,Ken,Leeann and myself.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;There are still too many names to recall and there  are folks here from every region &amp;nbsp;. noone here from Canada. There are 3 of  us from Arizona.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;The other Instructors are very nice and names are;  Jim,Barb,and Riva.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Again, the menu was red and the food&amp;nbsp;was very  good(they&amp;nbsp;treat us well here) they had a hot plate,Turkey,stuffing,and  green beans (I had this)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;they also offered a salad. They had fresh fruit and  a&amp;nbsp; small sample size cheese cake. It was delicious and was  a&amp;nbsp;perfect&amp;nbsp;portion. I had coffee again with this meal,trying to stay  awake for the meeting later.:)&amp;nbsp;lol&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;At 6;30 had &amp;nbsp;our first meeting in the common  lounge. They&amp;nbsp; discussed Rules and Regulations as well as today's&amp;nbsp;  schedule,a lot planned for us today. They also handed out leashes and gave us  cute&amp;nbsp; little MP 3's with lecture material already loaded on there.We can  keep them.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;By then,most of us were exhausted and once&amp;nbsp;  the meeting was over headed back to our rooms for the night.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Jeff was nice enough to assist me to get Darrel's  WIND( a small netbook,like a small Laptop) up and running and get me on the  network.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Once I was online,had to check e-mail, and write a  few tweets. I chatted briefly with Tina on Instant messenger and with Darrell  and Jeff on&amp;nbsp; the phone. Though,I was wiped out I continued to play on the  computer and adapt to using this squishy rolled up keyboard rather then my  standard one. I then, took a shower and&amp;nbsp; went to bed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Now,here I am, its 4;30 and in less then 2 hours  someone willbe be calling us &amp;nbsp;through our intercoms to&amp;nbsp; wake us up and  announce breakfast.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Breakfasts at 7,then&amp;nbsp; I guess,we all will go  into the training Lounge in Town,work again On Juno Walks.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;later in the morning we will all come back here  work on&amp;nbsp; Obedience techniques, will get to meet the dogs that are possible  matches for each of us.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Not sure what else they have planned. I know after  lunch&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and&amp;nbsp; our dog interaction activity&amp;nbsp; we will have  meetings and this evening a Wine and Cheese Social.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I can't think of anything else,still half asleep  right now and writing this&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; after sleeping only a few hours and have  had no coffee yet&amp;nbsp; today.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Tomorrow is the big day,Puppy Day!:) I heard were  suppose to get rain,the next couple days,hope not.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Take care. I will continue to update all of you,on  my Journey here getting my next and forth dog. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;By the way, my visit last Saturday night with  Dougie and his Family went very well, better than expected.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We had a nice dinner with Kay and Rick. they took  Darrell and I to this Infamous Joe's Barbecue place in the Valley. it was  great.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;After&amp;nbsp; went to a park near their house and  Dougie was so happy to see me. Most of the time he just sat on my lap,gave me  kisses and waggie tails.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;He&amp;nbsp; was silly,played,rolled around and flailed  in the grass.&amp;nbsp;It was a wonderful reunion.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;When,it came for Dougie to go back home with  Rick,he didn't make much of a fuss.he jumped a little and&amp;nbsp; let out two loud  barks as he was walking away but didn't get anxious or cry.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;I didn't get emotional at all. I miss /love Dougie  but,I know he is in a great home with people whom love him, care for him and he  is enjoyingretirement. That makes me feel good,knowing this and I can now,close  one chapter and&amp;nbsp; begin a new one.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Of course, Dougie&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; will always  have a special lace in my heart and be my Dougie dog.:)&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;Well, its going on 5,I still need to edit this and post it to my blog. I  want to be through by the time the first call is&amp;nbsp;made.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;take care and continue to visit Karen's Corner.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You  can&amp;nbsp; see my journey here that I will take here with my new dog during these  next few weeks. Have a great day.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-4332721348030354577?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/4332721348030354577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=4332721348030354577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/4332721348030354577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/4332721348030354577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/04/uneventful-red-eye-flight-and-first-day.html' title='Uneventful Red Eye Flight and First Day at the Seeing Eye'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-3252487434400742079</id><published>2010-04-17T13:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T13:44:25.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's KDD"  Anticipation: Visit with Dougie and looking forward to getting my New Dog</title><content type='html'>It is Saturday April 17 at 11 o&amp;#39;clock&lt;p&gt;I am not listening to hard rock,&lt;p&gt;But to the 70&amp;#39;s music mix,streaming it online,&lt;p&gt;How are you all?, hope you&amp;#39;re all fine?&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am not using a regular keyboard but rather one that rolls up and is quite &lt;br&gt;compact,&lt;p&gt;And  Here I am! said I would be back lol&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This keyboard is small and does have all keys,&lt;p&gt;And Today, I think I heard it will be about 90 degrees.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This keyboard is not as easy to type, I am slower, but faster than the other &lt;br&gt;day,&lt;p&gt;and we are waiting for our groceries from Safeway.&lt;p&gt;I think I will be able to increase my speed and accuracy,&lt;p&gt;And now I will tell you what&amp;#39;s up with Darrell and me.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Earlier in the week, when the week began,&lt;p&gt;I heard  from my Friends Lynda, Drew and Mary Anne,&lt;p&gt;It was wonderful chatting with them, catching up ,they are old friends, from &lt;br&gt;my past,&lt;p&gt;Mary Anne Lives in Jersey and Lynda and Drew from Mass.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;not much more since I had last   posted to my blog,&lt;p&gt;And soon I will get my new dog.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will be leaving Friday night, arrive to Morristown a week from today,&lt;p&gt;Three weeks there I will stay.&lt;p&gt;Our Friend Jeff will be definitely going as well, on the same flight as me,&lt;p&gt;Fun it will be.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We will watch  the movie &amp;quot; Up&amp;quot;, I will bring a Y adaptor and we will listen &lt;br&gt;at same time, he and I,&lt;p&gt;Through his Ipod touch, that he recently did buy.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This will be dog number 4,for Jeff too,&lt;p&gt;We will also bring electronic books, that we will also do,&lt;p&gt;To pass the time on the red eye flight,&lt;p&gt;And  Darrell will join us for a bite to eat Friday night&lt;p&gt;Before we catch our plane to N. J,&lt;p&gt;And again, is gone half the day.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of Corse, we won&amp;#39;t find out the breed, gender and name, till 2 days after we &lt;br&gt;are there,&lt;p&gt;So, that information I can&amp;#39;t share,&lt;p&gt;can not tell,&lt;p&gt;but I think I will get another Chanel,&lt;p&gt;a Female blacklab,small like her,&lt;p&gt;but not sure,&lt;p&gt;Could be way off base, you know? Lol,&lt;p&gt;And much to do before I go.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In addition to work, I have to pack and errands to run,&lt;p&gt;I am hoping not to take a ton&lt;p&gt;A weeks worth of clothing, toilet trees and some tech stuff,&lt;p&gt;That will certainly be enough,&lt;p&gt;And a couple pair of shoes, that would be about all,&lt;p&gt;And you, I will call,&lt;p&gt;And or you can see a journal on my blog,&lt;p&gt;Updating you all  on the new dog.,&lt;p&gt;I am hoping to also get a picture and recording of him or her, most cell &lt;br&gt;phones have that capability&lt;p&gt; That would be cool, if that you could see&lt;p&gt;And those whom are blind, can hear some audio?&lt;p&gt;Hope it will be a go?&lt;p&gt;Hoping I can find someone technically savvy ,probably the case,&lt;p&gt;And then you can se the dogs cute little face,&lt;p&gt;Snout,ears and tail,&lt;p&gt;And I am hoping to send some e-mail,&lt;p&gt;But likely won&amp;#39;t be on the computer much, keep us quite busy indeed&lt;p&gt; Probably won&amp;#39;t have much time to read.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I did finally finish that Robert J Sawyer&amp;#39;s Book &amp;quot;Watch&amp;quot; found it excellent &lt;br&gt;and filled with suspense&lt;p&gt; He Definitely captivates his audience,&lt;p&gt;Have many themes, and a wonderful plot,&lt;p&gt;If you like thrillers,SCI Fi andaction, you will like this a lot!&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt; It&amp;#39;s already almost 1,&lt;p&gt;Things to get done,&lt;p&gt;Have housework to do and meatballs to make,&lt;p&gt;Not going to bake,&lt;p&gt;And not much longer I can write,&lt;p&gt;I will see Dougie Dog later tonight.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We will be getting together with Rick and Kay,&lt;p&gt;Later Today,&lt;p&gt;Go to Joe&amp;#39;s,a barbecue place and dine,&lt;p&gt;And then se Dougie in the Park, hope it will go fine,&lt;p&gt;Haven&amp;#39;t seen that puppy of mine&lt;p&gt;Since march one, it&amp;#39;s been a long   time,  a little while,&lt;p&gt;Hope Iwill smile,&lt;p&gt;And not cry?&lt;p&gt;And that Dougie won&amp;#39;t want to come home with Darrell andI?&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanted Dougie to bond and connect with his new Family&lt;p&gt;Its not at all the same for Darrell and me.&lt;p&gt; Yet, life goes on, things change, Dougie is part of my past, Memories with &lt;br&gt;him I will always treasure,&lt;p&gt; One can&amp;#39;t measure,&lt;p&gt;Something like this,&lt;p&gt;But, he, I do miss very much,&lt;p&gt;And he, along with other dogs and people in my life has a special place in &lt;br&gt;my heart&lt;p&gt;And he will start,&lt;p&gt;A new life, as a retired dog,&lt;p&gt;And I, with my New Dog.,&lt;p&gt; As I wrote this, found myself getting a bit teary eyed,but not feeling sad,&lt;p&gt;Grateful for the time I had,&lt;p&gt; He is my Dougie Dog, Pup number three,&lt;p&gt; Always will be.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Its 1O&amp;#39;clock  and our groceries have not     come,&lt;p&gt;And housework, I should do some.&lt;p&gt;Its now 1;31,&lt;p&gt; I am  going to get together with mary anne,that will be fun,&lt;p&gt; During visiting  hours on the weekend,&lt;p&gt;And this dose is at the end,&lt;p&gt;Take good care my friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-3252487434400742079?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/3252487434400742079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=3252487434400742079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/3252487434400742079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/3252487434400742079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/04/todays-kdd-anticipation-visit-with.html' title='Today&apos;s KDD&quot;  Anticipation: Visit with Dougie and looking forward to getting my New Dog'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-5409280455603095373</id><published>2010-04-08T15:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T15:00:21.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's KDD: Our Recent Move,Dougie's Retirement and upcoming Trip to Seeing Eye</title><content type='html'>Its 10;30on Thursday April Eight,&lt;p&gt;I know, it has been months, since  a KDD,I did create.&lt;p&gt;I have made attempts, to compose,&lt;p&gt;Its not that I chose&lt;p&gt; To not write  doses anymore.   I don&amp;#39;t think there a waste,&lt;p&gt;That is not the case,&lt;p&gt;At all.   I have had writers block.   the words just haven&amp;#39;t come with ease &lt;br&gt;for me,&lt;p&gt;That is the only reason I haven&amp;#39;t  written a Kdd&lt;p&gt; In a very long time,&lt;p&gt;I do hope you are all well?, doing fine?&lt;p&gt;Enjoying your Spring?&lt;p&gt;Again today, a dose I hope to Bring&lt;p&gt;And post to my Blog,&lt;p&gt;I will give you an update on me, Darrell, and even Dougie Dog.,&lt;p&gt; I don&amp;#39;t recall when I last written,&lt;p&gt;But in our new Place, we are sitten,&lt;p&gt;I think it was sometime in January?, sorry to  say,&lt;p&gt;And yes, I know,soon,it will be May.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  I guess,these are no Longer KDD&amp;#39;s,not even weekly ones, so few and far &lt;br&gt;between,&lt;p&gt;Seldom, doses, can be seen&lt;p&gt; I have gotten out of the habit, lost my knack,&lt;p&gt;But I am hoping, the doses will be back.&lt;p&gt;  Since, it has been ages,&lt;p&gt;And who wants to read pages,&lt;p&gt;I will provide highlights of our happenings, if I am able,&lt;p&gt; I certainly, don&amp;#39;t want you to just turn on your cable&lt;p&gt; Or surf the net or shop on line,,&lt;p&gt; At some point, I&amp;#39;d like you to read this  dose of mine&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As I  said, we are in a new place, in February we did move into a new &lt;br&gt;Apartment,&lt;p&gt; About 6 weeks ago, fast time went&lt;p&gt; My  Mom flew out here twice ,early this year,&lt;p&gt;And it was she, who found  this place here.,&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had a good visit with her, don&amp;#39;t see my family much, since they, on the &lt;br&gt;east Coast and I, in the west&lt;p&gt; For us, she wanted what was best,&lt;p&gt;, a safer place, offered more amenities yet, still have good transportation&lt;p&gt;She wasn&amp;#39;t out here for a vacation&lt;p&gt; It doesn&amp;#39;t matter, how far one does move, whether  it be Cross Country or 5 &lt;br&gt;minutes away, its no fun&lt;p&gt; Still, a lot of work to be  done&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From beginning to end&lt;p&gt;That is one reason,why,I haven&amp;#39;t written my friends.,&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not only that, a week after we were here,Dougie went to his new Family, and &lt;br&gt;I struggled with this,&lt;p&gt;He very much, I do miss,&lt;p&gt;In December, I retired him,he is getting old,&lt;p&gt;Has arthritis, other issues,think,in another KDD,I told,&lt;p&gt;Did tell,&lt;p&gt;You all.   he is doing well.,&lt;p&gt; The first week, he had trouble adapting and was looking for me,&lt;p&gt;With him, I wanted to be,&lt;p&gt;I was very sad, stressed out,  crying a lot,&lt;p&gt;But now, I am not,&lt;p&gt;I do miss him, have become more detached, but ,don&amp;#39;t feel bad,&lt;p&gt; I know, I made a right decision.   that I had&lt;p&gt; He is placed in a good home, not far from Darrell  and me,&lt;p&gt;And he lives with a Family of three,&lt;p&gt;Kay,Rick and their Daughter Carolyn, they have a little dog too&lt;p&gt;They have a fenced in yard,one,that he can&amp;#39;t get through,&lt;p&gt;Its 8 feet high&lt;p&gt;And there is more,&lt;p&gt;They have about an acre of grass and a doggie door,&lt;p&gt; A fountain on their deck, a hot tub and a pool,&lt;p&gt;Isn&amp;#39;t that cool?&lt;p&gt;They also have a second floor balcony and a deck there as well,ain&amp;#39;t that &lt;br&gt;neat?&lt;p&gt; They can lay there,snooze,watch the cars and people below on the street,,&lt;p&gt; Near the  Superstition Mall,&lt;p&gt;Dougie and his new Buddy Eddie, can have a ball  lol&lt;p&gt; They take him for short walks, he loves to roll in the grass and enjoys &lt;br&gt;baths with the hose outside,&lt;p&gt;Loves to go for Car rides,&lt;p&gt;And hang out with  his  human companions, not his friend Eddie instead,&lt;p&gt;But, the two of them, are  getting along pretty well.  , from what they all &lt;br&gt;said.&lt;p&gt;They took him to Pet smart to get a new  Toy,&lt;p&gt;They really like him, think he is a great boy&lt;p&gt;Well behaved, lovable and smart,&lt;p&gt; They do know, for me, it was hard to part.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt; We  have become friends with them and likely will get together soon,&lt;p&gt;Can&amp;#39;t believe, its almost noon,&lt;p&gt;I want to finish reading &amp;quot;wake&amp;quot; so I can begin &amp;quot;Watch&amp;quot;, Robert J Sawyer&amp;#39;s &lt;br&gt;book two, of his Trilogy&lt;p&gt; Its excellent, if you have red his Novels, you will agree.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yet, it was important to me, to compose a Kdd for you all, because it has &lt;br&gt;been ages&lt;p&gt;  And yes, I know, my doses, don&amp;#39;t always turn pages,&lt;p&gt; Don&amp;#39;t&amp;#39; even know, if  they even interest you? maybe, you have  forgotten &lt;br&gt;all about them?, if they are on your radar screen??, or make your day? maybe &lt;br&gt;not?, then, I am through,&lt;p&gt;Hopefully you do,&lt;p&gt;Look forward to me resuming the doses?, and seem them in your RSS,?&lt;p&gt;Or point your Cursor to Karen&amp;#39;s Corner, go to my Blog,&lt;p&gt;I will  get you up to speed on things here, tell you about Dougie Dog.&lt;p&gt; Since I retired Dougie have received mobility training, learning more cane &lt;br&gt;travel, in our Neighborhood,&lt;p&gt;Though, I don&amp;#39;t like it, for me, I know, its good,&lt;p&gt;Something I should do and is advantageous for me at this time,&lt;p&gt;And work is going well, things there are  fine.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We continue to have  a full hotel, Occupancy at 100 %,business   has been &lt;br&gt;great,&lt;p&gt;We have gone Above, most Hotels in the state,&lt;p&gt;In the Valley.   most Guests prefer what we offer, think our Resort is very &lt;br&gt;nice,&lt;p&gt;Despite, the price,&lt;p&gt;And the going rate, that they charge to stay,&lt;p&gt;Keeps us employees working each and every day.&lt;p&gt;Phones ringing off the  hook, numerous of Guest request  dispatched all day &lt;br&gt;long, at least in Housekeeping,&lt;p&gt;A log of calls  I am keeping,&lt;p&gt;As the hours pass,&lt;p&gt;While 2 days a week, Darrell sits in  class&lt;p&gt; Writing Stories for Journalism researching, reporting and practicing his &lt;br&gt;interviewing skills and Techniques,&lt;p&gt;And I on days off, going to 4 Peaks,&lt;p&gt;To the Chiropractor and to Curves Fitness,&lt;p&gt;Want to lose weight but doing it for my health, that is what is best!,&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the first time in years, I enjoy exercising, and the machines in the &lt;br&gt;circuit are easy to use, once I learned how they did run,&lt;p&gt;Its actually fun&lt;p&gt;And in 30 minutes ones workout is done,&lt;p&gt; Exercising every muscle group  while music does play, its great,&lt;p&gt;And they have you check your target heart rate,&lt;p&gt;And stretch, to cool down before you leave the club,&lt;p&gt;They don&amp;#39;t have a pool or a hot tub,&lt;p&gt; But that&amp;#39;s fine.   Staff are wonderful,accommadting because I can&amp;#39;t see,.&lt;p&gt; They showed me,&lt;p&gt;All the machines and made sure I was safe and doing things right&lt;p&gt; I try and go on my days off and sometimes after work, at night.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;, In a few weeks, I will be returning to the Seeing Eye on April &lt;br&gt;Twenty-four,&lt;p&gt; For me, this will be dog number 4,&lt;p&gt;I am excited and looking forward, 3 weeks I would be gone,&lt;p&gt;I am taking the Red Eye, will get there around Dawn.&lt;p&gt; Our  friend Jeff, may be going too,&lt;p&gt;We are hoping to be in the same class, that we are trying to do&lt;p&gt; But, they may not be able to find him a match, so he may have to wait. &lt;br&gt;,that  would be a bummer indeed,&lt;p&gt;But we both want to find, the right guide, the pup to lead,&lt;p&gt;Us, and have that pup for years&lt;p&gt;and I am glad, I don&amp;#39;t shed tears anymore ,&lt;p&gt;About Dougie,that he is in a good place,&lt;p&gt;And at some point,Seeing Eye, will find a dog that Matches Jeff&amp;#39;s pace.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt; We have spent time with our Friend Alice, working on projects here&lt;p&gt; Have had, wine not beer,&lt;p&gt; With crackers and cheese,&lt;p&gt; Gone to Applebee&amp;#39;s&lt;p&gt;Chilies&amp;#39; and Sunrise Caf&amp;#233;,&lt;p&gt; Half is gone the day.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt; She has helped us, unpack and   organize our stuff and done other things &lt;br&gt;as well,&lt;p&gt; Attended my DST Dinner at the Hotel,&lt;p&gt;A few weeks ago, March 18,&lt;p&gt;It was great,&lt;p&gt;Lots of fun and I made the Distinguish Service Team for 4 th Quarter 2009&lt;p&gt; We got home around nine,&lt;p&gt;Received an award, had  good company and good food and drink,&lt;p&gt;Not  sure what else to say, as I sit here and think.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I  am glad a  dose I was finally, able to compose for you all but now, I am &lt;br&gt;through,&lt;p&gt;And more often,this I intend to do.&lt;p&gt;Take care and stay well, I will definitely give you  an update on the new &lt;br&gt;dog,&lt;p&gt;So, be sure to check out my blog,&lt;p&gt;Karen&amp;#39;s Corner, so you can hear about my new pup, the new addition.   it &lt;br&gt;will be soon,&lt;p&gt;For now, so long, have a good afternoon.,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-5409280455603095373?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/5409280455603095373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=5409280455603095373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/5409280455603095373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/5409280455603095373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/04/todays-kdd-our-recent-movedougies.html' title='Today&apos;s KDD: Our Recent Move,Dougie&apos;s Retirement and upcoming Trip to Seeing Eye'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-5644153706740901724</id><published>2010-02-14T20:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T20:47:03.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings:  Glide</title><content type='html'>MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#1326          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;Glide&lt;br&gt;=====&lt;p&gt;Jogging is a world of experience by itself.&lt;p&gt;After 3 miles or so, I felt a pain in my left leg.&lt;p&gt;Not a major pain, it just felt like the beginning of a cramp.&lt;p&gt;I began to limp.  I didn&amp;#39;t want to put any excess pressure on&lt;br&gt;the leg because I had over three miles to go even if I turned&lt;br&gt;around and headed straight back, and I wasn&amp;#39;t at the halfway&lt;br&gt;point yet.&lt;p&gt;Something said, &amp;quot;Glide.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Glide?&lt;p&gt;I began to notice how I was running with the limping action.&lt;br&gt;My gait was uneven.  It was awkward.&lt;br&gt;I didn&amp;#39;t know the exact kinetics, but I knew the un-rhythmic&lt;br&gt;motion was putting additional strain on my leg muscles.&lt;p&gt;So I began to glide.&lt;p&gt;I focused on running smoothly.&lt;br&gt;I let my feet touch the pavement as light as possible.&lt;br&gt;Like a swan skimming over a lake, I concentrated to make each&lt;br&gt;step as graceful as possible.&lt;p&gt;Within a minute, my left leg felt fine.&lt;p&gt;It was a MountainWings Moment.&lt;p&gt;Often when pain hits us, we lose our grace and become awkward.&lt;p&gt;We shuffle, stumble, bumble, weave, wobble, hobble, and stagger.&lt;p&gt;If we just glide and stay smooth, often the pain goes away,&lt;br&gt;because the rough motion makes it worse, not better.&lt;p&gt;Someone criticizes us. . . OUCH!&lt;br&gt;We shuffle, stumble, bumble, weave, wobble, hobble, and stagger.&lt;p&gt;Someone offends us. . . OUCH!&lt;br&gt;We shuffle, stumble, bumble, weave, wobble, hobble, and stagger.&lt;p&gt;Someone has a difference of opinion. . . OUCH!&lt;br&gt;We shuffle, stumble, bumble, weave, wobble, hobble, and stagger.&lt;p&gt;Someone doesn&amp;#39;t respond the way we think they should. . . OUCH!&lt;br&gt;We shuffle, stumble, bumble, weave, wobble, hobble, and stagger.&lt;p&gt;Instead of maintaining our peace, the smooth gait, we become&lt;br&gt;frustrated.  That makes the pain worse, not better.&lt;p&gt;Instead of forgiving and forgetting, we retaliate and remember.&lt;br&gt;That often makes the pain worse.&lt;p&gt;Many of life&amp;#39;s pains would go away if we&amp;#39;d just learn to glide.&lt;br&gt;Yes, it hurts, but the shuffling and stumbling usually doesn&amp;#39;t&lt;br&gt;help.&lt;p&gt;While jogging (or with any exercise) if pain starts, it&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt;usually wise to just stop.  This was more a spiritual revelation&lt;br&gt;yet, it applied to physical things.&lt;p&gt;If we can keep our movements, thoughts, emotions, and spirit&lt;br&gt;smooth, that often takes us right over the rough things.&lt;p&gt;Glide&lt;p&gt;~A MountainWings Original~&lt;p&gt;I have had several MountainWings Moments while jogging.  For the&lt;br&gt;joggers (and non-joggers), below are a few of those issues.&lt;br&gt;First and Last mile, &lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1064.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1064.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Hill, &lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1108.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1108.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Second Hill, &lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1109.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1109.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Until the Flowers, &lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1114.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1114.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-5644153706740901724?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/5644153706740901724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=5644153706740901724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/5644153706740901724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/5644153706740901724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/02/mountainwings-glide.html' title='MountainWings:  Glide'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-883069271137863095</id><published>2010-02-14T20:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T20:45:06.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Petwarmers: Broken Heart</title><content type='html'>We have an unusual Valentine&amp;#39;s Day story for you today.  Cats are&lt;br&gt;pretty independent, but in today&amp;#39;s story we find out about a love affair&lt;br&gt;that was quite remarkable in life, and death.&lt;br&gt;      Better get out the tissues, you might need them.&lt;br&gt;      Let us know if you&amp;#39;ve ever experienced of a similar story.&lt;p&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br&gt;BROKEN HEART&lt;br&gt;by Bobbi Hahn&lt;p&gt;      They were an unlikely pair -- she, an adult Maine Coon, sleek and&lt;br&gt;dignified, elegant and graceful in all of her movements -- he, a young,&lt;br&gt;immature grey tomcat, large and boisterous, playful and quick moving.&lt;br&gt;      When they joined our household a year apart, I had no idea what&lt;br&gt;was in store for all of us.&lt;br&gt;      They nevertheless fell in love, and eventually it became obvious&lt;br&gt;that Griz was pregnant.  I&amp;#39;d never had a pregnant cat, so I consulted&lt;br&gt;the vet for all the details on what I needed to know, and do, when the&lt;br&gt;time came for her to give birth.  His advice was, basically, provide&lt;br&gt;her with a safe, comfortable place and then get out of her way, letting&lt;br&gt;Mother Nature take over.&lt;br&gt;      Griz went into labor on a Sunday morning, just as we were preparing&lt;br&gt;to leave for church.  I hoped witnessing a miracle might take precedence&lt;br&gt;over attendance at Mass just this once, so I decided to allow our sons&lt;br&gt;to stay home.&lt;br&gt;      The area beside our claw-foot tub had been chosen by Griz as her&lt;br&gt;labor room, so we prepared a nice soft bed of fluffy towels for her. She&lt;br&gt;seemed uncomfortable, and I wished I could do something for her, but&lt;br&gt;the vet&amp;#39;s advice stayed with me, and I resumed my role as bystander.&lt;br&gt;      Gus, however, had not heard the vet&amp;#39;s advice, and would not have&lt;br&gt;heeded it anyway.  The love of his life was in pain, and he comforted&lt;br&gt;her as best he could.  He&amp;#39;d go in there and lick her face as if to&lt;br&gt;say, &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m here, Griz, and I&amp;#39;ll be by your side every step of the way.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;We&amp;#39;ve all heard of expectant fathers pacing the floor in Maternity wards,&lt;br&gt;and Gus did the same, checking in with Griz frequently, softly petting&lt;br&gt;her with his paw.&lt;br&gt;      The hours passed, and finally the first kitten was born -- how cool&lt;br&gt;was that?  Gus helped Griz clean the little creature, as he did with&lt;br&gt;the other three she eventually produced.  I&amp;#39;d been hesitant at first&lt;br&gt;to allow him near the kittens because I&amp;#39;d heard of some males eating&lt;br&gt;their young, but he was always such a loving cat that I took the chance.&lt;br&gt;In any event, I don&amp;#39;t think I&amp;#39;d have been able to keep him away.&lt;br&gt;      Griz was exhausted from her long labor and delivery, as we all&lt;br&gt;were from keeping watch, so everyone slept.&lt;br&gt;      Over the next few days, the extent of Gus&amp;#39; devotion soon became&lt;br&gt;apparent.  He would curl up beside Griz when she nursed the kittens,&lt;br&gt;like he just wanted to keep her company and be close to her and his&lt;br&gt;little family.  When it looked like Griz needed a break from mothering,&lt;br&gt;Gus would take her place, curling on his side and allowing the kittens to&lt;br&gt;cuddle up against him.  He&amp;#39;d remain in that position for extended periods&lt;br&gt;of time, only leaving when one of the kittens tried to nurse.  He&amp;#39;d stand&lt;br&gt;up quickly as if to say, &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ll babysit, but the nursing stuff is OUT!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;      I&amp;#39;d often find them all asleep together, Mom and Dad curled tightly&lt;br&gt;around their babies, all snug and safe in a warm cocoon of feline fur.&lt;br&gt;      Gus and Griz groomed the kittens together, washing those adorable&lt;br&gt;little faces and holding down a reluctant participant with a firm but&lt;br&gt;gentle paw.&lt;br&gt;      When I took Griz to the vet for her checkup, I mentioned what a&lt;br&gt;great help Gus was with the kittens, and I asked if that was normal for&lt;br&gt;a male cat, since I&amp;#39;d never had experience with a cat &amp;quot;couple.&amp;quot; He said&lt;br&gt;he&amp;#39;d never heard of anything like it!&lt;br&gt;      The kittens eventually went to good homes, and their parents seemed&lt;br&gt;to accept their departures with a minimum of fuss, resuming the routine&lt;br&gt;that had been normal for them before childbirth (well, kittenbirth!)&lt;br&gt;Their lives were uneventful for a few years, until Gus became ill.&lt;br&gt;      The diagnosis of cancer was a blow to us all, but I vowed that we&amp;#39;d&lt;br&gt;fight this thing with everything we had.  On the days when he was feeling&lt;br&gt;low, Griz comforted him, as he&amp;#39;d once done for her. Gussie fought the&lt;br&gt;good fight, but we lost him when he was only four and a half years old.&lt;br&gt;      Griz was inconsolable, and her pitiful cries could be heard all&lt;br&gt;over the house, as she searched for her faithful companion.  She never&lt;br&gt;stopped looking for him, and would spend hours looking out the windows,&lt;br&gt;waiting by the door, peering into his favorite hiding places.  She was&lt;br&gt;no longer interested in playing with their toys, and her shiny coat&lt;br&gt;became dull.  When she began losing weight, I took her to the vet, who&lt;br&gt;could find nothing physically wrong with her.  He said some cats just&lt;br&gt;give up when their companion dies.&lt;br&gt;      Griz died a year after Gus -- the vet described the cause of death&lt;br&gt;as a broken heart.  Although I was devastated, I knew she no longer&lt;br&gt;mourned for him.  I believe they&amp;#39;re together at the Rainbow Bridge,&lt;br&gt;joyous at their reunion, enjoying time with their kittens and grandkittens&lt;br&gt;and great-grandkittens.&lt;p&gt;                      -- Bobbie Hahn &amp;lt;bobbi at &lt;a href="http://bobbihahn.com"&gt;bobbihahn.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;p&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br&gt;Bobbi is a freelance writer who lives with her husband, John, and&lt;br&gt;two cats, Mozart and Annabelle, beside a lagoon on a barrier island&lt;br&gt;off the coast of South Carolina.  She is a frequent contributor to&lt;br&gt;Heartwarmers and Petwarmers.  More of her work can be seen on her website:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bobbihahn.com"&gt;http://www.bobbihahn.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-883069271137863095?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/883069271137863095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=883069271137863095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/883069271137863095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/883069271137863095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/02/petwarmers-broken-heart.html' title='Petwarmers: Broken Heart'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-1686914512900298087</id><published>2010-02-14T20:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T20:43:03.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartwarmers: Southern Hospitality And Love</title><content type='html'>The best thing to happen to mornings since the Sun!&lt;p&gt;                  Your morning thought for the day:&lt;br&gt;                          Trip over love, you can get up.&lt;br&gt;                          Fall in love and you fall forever.&lt;p&gt;      Sunday is Valentine&amp;#39;s Day!&lt;br&gt;      You never know how or when Cupid&amp;#39;s arrows will strike!  David &lt;br&gt;shares his story today on how modern technology, and a little time &lt;br&gt;mixed with friendship and Southern hospitality, brought happiness to &lt;br&gt;an unsuspecting couple.&lt;br&gt;      You&amp;#39;ll love it!&lt;p&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br&gt;SOUTHERN HOSPITALITY AND LOVE&lt;br&gt;by David Welch&lt;p&gt;      The story of how I met, and then fell in love with my Valentine &lt;br&gt;might be what some people would say is an odd way of meeting, but in &lt;br&gt;our case it has worked for us.&lt;br&gt;      God has a plan for all of us though, and we understand we are &lt;br&gt;together because God brought us together for a reason.  I have never &lt;br&gt;questioned God for the health troubles I&amp;#39;ve had to deal with, and try &lt;br&gt;an live in the present. I look forward to the future, but never blame &lt;br&gt;God for what troubles I&amp;#39;ve had during my past.&lt;br&gt;      My name is David Welch, and I&amp;#39;ve been a diabetic since I was &lt;br&gt;four years old.  Since I was 23 I&amp;#39;ve had many health problems -- &lt;br&gt;blindness, loss of my kidneys, open heart surgery, and now I&amp;#39;m in a &lt;br&gt;wheelchair.&lt;br&gt;      The one thing I have enjoyed doing since my health has declined &lt;br&gt;is to use my computer with a screen reading program for the blind.&lt;br&gt;      One evening, I downloaded a program I had heard about called &lt;br&gt;Freedom Chat, which was for blind people.  Chat programs are &lt;br&gt;something I really never enjoyed, but I&amp;#39;m so glad this time I tried &lt;br&gt;it out.  I didn&amp;#39;t call anyone when I got online, but I received a &lt;br&gt;private message from a young lady asking who I was.  We started &lt;br&gt;chatting and we both had health problems and felt comfortable with &lt;br&gt;our conversation.  Come to find out she was legally blind in one eye &lt;br&gt;and completely blind in the other, along with being deaf in one ear. &lt;br&gt;She had Lupus which had created many of her health problems.&lt;br&gt;      We chatted several times as the weeks went by, but neither of us &lt;br&gt;thought much more of it than just a friendly conversation.  I found &lt;br&gt;out that she was from Thailand, but had become an American citizen &lt;br&gt;nearly twenty years earlier.  Her name was Nualanong Pumyam, but &lt;br&gt;wanted to be called an American name, Nicole.&lt;br&gt;      Nicole mentioned to me that she was in school still working on &lt;br&gt;her English, and computer skills using JAWS, the same screen reading &lt;br&gt;program that I was using, and I thought I could help her out with her &lt;br&gt;school work.  We spent many evenings on the phone, with free long &lt;br&gt;distance service, working on the computer skills, and her English.  I &lt;br&gt;had no problem helping her with her computer skills -- but hey, I &lt;br&gt;probably need a little help at times myself with English!&lt;br&gt;      The one thing I kept telling her, was she should never trust &lt;br&gt;anyone that she chats with.  I told her many times she should go out &lt;br&gt;and enjoy her life, but never agree to meet some guy that she was &lt;br&gt;talking with over the Internet.  I wanted Nicole to understand that &lt;br&gt;meeting someone she had been chatting with over the computer could be &lt;br&gt;very dangerous!&lt;br&gt;      As time went by the two of us started feeling much closer, and &lt;br&gt;she said she would love to see what Kentucky was like.  We managed to &lt;br&gt;arrange for a plane ticket so she could visit Glasgow, Kentucky, &lt;br&gt;where I live.&lt;br&gt;      Yes, we did exactly what I had been preaching for her to never &lt;br&gt;do, and brought her to my hometown.&lt;br&gt;      With help from my brother driving me to the airport in &lt;br&gt;Nashville, we picked up Nicole.  It didn&amp;#39;t take her long to notice a &lt;br&gt;big difference between the people in San Jose, California, and the &lt;br&gt;southern hospitality of the people that she would meet here in &lt;br&gt;Kentucky.  She said the people in Glasgow all seemed so friendly, and &lt;br&gt;she fell in love with the town.&lt;br&gt;      The visit turned into a move to Glasgow, and she has never &lt;br&gt;returned to California since.&lt;br&gt;      Actually, as I mentioned, Nicole fell in love with Glasgow, but &lt;br&gt;we fell in love with each other as well.  We have been together now &lt;br&gt;for four years, and we have built a good life with one another, and &lt;br&gt;on July 5, 2009, Nicole became my bride.&lt;br&gt;      I may not have the ability to always provide her with material &lt;br&gt;things, like other men might give their girlfriend or wife, but we &lt;br&gt;certainly give each other loyalty, respect, happiness, and most &lt;br&gt;significantly... love!&lt;p&gt;                      -- David Welch    &amp;lt;dwelch at &lt;a href="http://glasgow-ky.com"&gt;glasgow-ky.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;p&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-1686914512900298087?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/1686914512900298087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=1686914512900298087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/1686914512900298087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/1686914512900298087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2010/02/heartwarmers-southern-hospitality-and.html' title='Heartwarmers: Southern Hospitality And Love'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-1324845214760693023</id><published>2009-12-30T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:21:56.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings:   The End of a Season</title><content type='html'>MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#9365          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;    The End Of A Season&lt;br&gt;====================&lt;p&gt;It is the last day of the month.&lt;br&gt;It is the last day of the year.&lt;br&gt;It is the last day of the decade.&lt;br&gt;It is the end of a season.&lt;p&gt;~from the sermon, The End Of A Season~&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theonlineword.com/mp3/5460.mp3"&gt;www.theonlineword.com/mp3/5460.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Remember, the end of one season is the beginning of another.&lt;br&gt;I was born on the last day of the year a few decades ago so&lt;br&gt;today begins another year of celebrated life and health.&lt;p&gt;It is the end of a season&lt;br&gt;and a beginning.&lt;p&gt;~A MountainWings Original~&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9365.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9365.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-1324845214760693023?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/1324845214760693023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=1324845214760693023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/1324845214760693023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/1324845214760693023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/12/mountainwings-end-of-season.html' title='MountainWings:   The End of a Season'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-3153734612231615291</id><published>2009-12-30T20:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T20:17:34.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ACB Radio covering the Rose Bowl Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are happy to carry the following listening opportunity announcement from ACB Radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is with great pleasure to let you know that ACB Radio will be streaming the Rose Bowl Parade on January 1, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The coverage will begin at 15:30 UTC, which is 10:30 A.M eastern and 7:30 A.M pacific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The coverage will be streamed on &lt;a href="http://www.acbradio.org/world" target="new"&gt;ACB Radio world&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ken Metz will be providing the coverage from the home &amp; garden TV booth.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also there will be full audio description provided on the stream so you won't miss a single movement in the parade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So mark your calendars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Date: Friday January 1, 2010.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start time: 15:30 UTC 10:30 A.M eastern and 7:30 A.M pacific.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where: &lt;a href="http://www.acbradio.org/world" target="new"&gt;ACB Radio World&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry Turnbull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACB Radio Managing Director&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-3153734612231615291?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/3153734612231615291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=3153734612231615291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/3153734612231615291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/3153734612231615291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/12/acb-radio-covering-rose-bowl-parade.html' title='ACB Radio covering the Rose Bowl Parade'/><author><name>Darrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12489018345709587416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-1458699056655630194</id><published>2009-12-29T12:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T12:30:13.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings:  46</title><content type='html'>MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#1365          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;46&lt;br&gt;===&lt;p&gt;1. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully&lt;br&gt;2. Memorize your favorite poem&lt;br&gt;3. Don&amp;#39;t believe all you hear, spend all you have,&lt;br&gt;   or sleep all you want&lt;br&gt;4. When you say, &amp;quot;I love you,&amp;quot; mean it.&lt;br&gt;5. When you say, &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m sorry,&amp;quot; look the person in the eye.&lt;br&gt;6. Be engaged at least six months before you get married and get&lt;br&gt;   your parents approval.&lt;br&gt;7. Believe in love at first sight&lt;br&gt;8. Never laugh at anyone&amp;#39;s dreams.&lt;br&gt;9. Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt, but it&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt;   the only way to live life completely.&lt;br&gt;10. In disagreements, fight fairly.  No name calling.&lt;br&gt;11. Don&amp;#39;t judge people by their relatives.&lt;br&gt;12. Talk slow but think quick.&lt;br&gt;13. When someone asks you a question you don&amp;#39;t want to&lt;br&gt;    answer, smile and ask, &amp;quot;Why do you want to know?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;14. Remember that great love and great achievements involve&lt;br&gt;    great risk.&lt;br&gt;15. Call your Mom.&lt;br&gt;16. Say &amp;quot;bless you&amp;quot; when you hear someone sneeze.&lt;br&gt;17. When you lose, don&amp;#39;t lose the lesson.&lt;br&gt;18. Remember the three R&amp;#39;s: Respect for self; Respect for&lt;br&gt;    others; Responsibility for all your actions.&lt;br&gt;19. Don&amp;#39;t let a little dispute injure a great friendship.&lt;br&gt;20. When you realize you&amp;#39;ve made a mistake, take immediate steps&lt;br&gt;    to correct it.&lt;br&gt;21. Smile when picking up the phone.  The caller will hear it&lt;br&gt;    in your voice&lt;br&gt;22. Marry someone you love to talk to.  As you get older,&lt;br&gt;    their conversational skills will be as important as any&lt;br&gt;    other skill.&lt;br&gt;23. Spend time alone&lt;br&gt;24. Open your arms to change, but don&amp;#39;t let go of your values.&lt;br&gt;25. Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.&lt;br&gt;26. Read more books and watch less TV&lt;br&gt;27. Live a good, honorable life.  Then when you get older and&lt;br&gt;    think back, you&amp;#39;ll get to enjoy it a second time.&lt;br&gt;28. Trust in God, but lock your car.&lt;br&gt;29. A loving atmosphere in your home is so important.  Do all&lt;br&gt;    you can to create a tranquil harmonious home.&lt;br&gt;30. In disagreements with loved ones, deal with the&lt;br&gt;    current situation; don&amp;#39;t bring up the past.&lt;br&gt;31. Read between the lines.&lt;br&gt;32. Share your knowledge.  It&amp;#39;s a way to achieve immortality.&lt;br&gt;33. Be gentle with the earth.&lt;br&gt;34. Pray -- there&amp;#39;s immeasurable power in it.&lt;br&gt;35. Never interrupt when you are being flattered.&lt;br&gt;36. Mind your own business.&lt;br&gt;37. Don&amp;#39;t trust someone who doesn&amp;#39;t close their eyes when you&lt;br&gt;    kiss them.&lt;br&gt;38. Once a year, go someplace you&amp;#39;ve never been before.&lt;br&gt;39. If you make a lot of money, put it to use helping others&lt;br&gt;    while you are living. That&amp;#39;s wealth&amp;#39;s greatest satisfaction.&lt;br&gt;40. Remember that not getting what you want is sometimes a&lt;br&gt;    stroke of luck.&lt;br&gt;41. Learn the rules then break some.&lt;br&gt;42. Remember that the best relationship is one where your love&lt;br&gt;    for each other is greater than your need for each other&lt;br&gt;43. Judge your success by what you had to give up in order to&lt;br&gt;    get it.&lt;br&gt;44. Remember that your character is your destiny.&lt;br&gt;45. Approach love and cooking with reckless abandon.&lt;br&gt;46. Realize that as you get older, you are not approaching death,&lt;br&gt;    but heaven.&lt;p&gt;~Author Unknown~&lt;p&gt;Make your own list.&lt;p&gt;Thank you for inviting MountainWings in your mailbox.&lt;br&gt;See you tomorrow.&lt;p&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1365.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1365.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-1458699056655630194?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/1458699056655630194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=1458699056655630194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/1458699056655630194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/1458699056655630194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/12/mountainwings-46.html' title='MountainWings:  46'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-694682913494407650</id><published>2009-12-29T12:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T12:26:05.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings: Meltdown</title><content type='html'>MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#9363          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;Meltdown&lt;br&gt;=========&lt;p&gt;Sitting in the barber&amp;#39;s chair, the memory flooded back.&lt;br&gt;I could almost smell the smell of it, yet for some reason, I am&lt;br&gt;just getting the revelation.&lt;p&gt;I have a BMW RT1100 motorcycle. It is nine years old, but it&lt;br&gt;only has slightly over 4,000 miles on it. It still looks and&lt;br&gt;runs brand new. I just don&amp;#39;t ride it very much now, but I&amp;#39;ve had&lt;br&gt;motorcycles since I was 14.&lt;p&gt;When the BMW had less than 1,000 miles on it, I did a very&lt;br&gt;stupid thing. It wasn&amp;#39;t the first or the most recent very&lt;br&gt;stupid thing that I&amp;#39;ve done, but it was a very stupid thing.&lt;p&gt;I left it on high idle to warm up in the shed (I kept it in a&lt;br&gt;shed at the time) while I went inside for something and then I&lt;br&gt;forgot I left it idling.&lt;p&gt;Now that may not sound like a big deal, but it is a big deal for&lt;br&gt;an air-cooled motorcycle like mine. Sitting still with no air&lt;br&gt;moving around it on high idle is a formula for mechanical&lt;br&gt;disaster.&lt;p&gt;When I finally remembered an hour later that I had left my&lt;br&gt;motorcycle running and rushed back to it, it had shut down.&lt;br&gt;It wouldn&amp;#39;t crank and there was the awful smell of something&lt;br&gt;burnt filling the shed.&lt;p&gt;I knew the engine had overheated and burned up who knows what.&lt;br&gt;I felt it was really bad. By bad, read very expensive to fix.&lt;p&gt;I had it towed to the dealership and after a couple of weeks I&lt;br&gt;got the news. It was only minor damage. Some type of safety&lt;br&gt;fuse had blown (or melted) and shut the engine down.&lt;p&gt;I went to pick the BMW up from the dealer and got on the&lt;br&gt;expressway headed home.&lt;p&gt;I didn&amp;#39;t drive the same. It was different. It was very&lt;br&gt;different.&lt;p&gt;It was a LOT BETTER! The engine seemed more powerful and&lt;br&gt;quicker to respond. It didn&amp;#39;t even seem like the same bike.&lt;p&gt;I called the dealer and talked to the mechanic. &amp;quot;Did you tune&lt;br&gt;up my motorcycle or something?&amp;quot; I asked. He explained to me&lt;br&gt;that they hadn&amp;#39;t done anything beyond replacing the melted fuse&lt;br&gt;and that the excessive heat had simply broken the engine in.&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s been years since that event and only now does the full&lt;br&gt;revelation of it hit me, sitting here in the barber&amp;#39;s chair.&lt;p&gt;We are often like that BMW RT1100. It takes some heat, some&lt;br&gt;strain, even the melting and breaking of some things to &amp;quot;break&lt;br&gt;us in&amp;quot; and get us ready to handle the road ahead.&lt;p&gt;After a traumatic event, for a truly well-engineered person,&lt;br&gt;we are stronger, faster, and more responsive. In a word, we are&lt;br&gt;better simply because of what we have been through and overcome.&lt;p&gt;Yes, it&amp;#39;s scary and yes it&amp;#39;s often painful but sometimes it is&lt;br&gt;the required break-in for the long haul.&lt;p&gt;Had any good meltdowns lately?&lt;p&gt;~A MountainWings Original~&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9363.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9363.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-694682913494407650?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/694682913494407650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=694682913494407650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/694682913494407650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/694682913494407650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/12/mountainwings-meltdown.html' title='MountainWings: Meltdown'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-5650521271184631172</id><published>2009-12-24T19:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T19:21:31.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartwarmers" A HUMBLE LOAF OF BREAD/IN THE NAME OF CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>A HUMBLE LOAF OF BREAD&lt;br&gt;by Bobbi Hahn&lt;p&gt;      It seemed like the perfect gift for my father.&lt;br&gt;      You know how hard it is for adult children to select gifts for &lt;br&gt;their parents.  After all, what do they want and/or need, really? &lt;br&gt;Flannel shirts and ties had been given in abundance over the years, &lt;br&gt;and since he&amp;#39;d retired, shopping became even more difficult.&lt;br&gt;      He was passionate about photography, but I wouldn&amp;#39;t have had the &lt;br&gt;slightest idea of what sort of equipment he might like.&lt;br&gt;      He was a marvelous gardener, but the tiny garden at their row &lt;br&gt;house in Philadelphia (before they were known as town homes) had no &lt;br&gt;need of plants or seeds in December!&lt;br&gt;      I had discovered a wonderful cookbook called Visions of &lt;br&gt;Sugarplums, by Mimi Sheraton, and decided to make something for him &lt;br&gt;from it because it contained recipes from all the countries that &lt;br&gt;celebrate Christmas.  He was of Czech descent, and the recipe for a &lt;br&gt;sweet, braided bread containing almonds sounded perfect because he &lt;br&gt;loved anything I made, and he also had a sweet tooth.&lt;br&gt;      We purchased all of the ingredients, and my husband numbered the &lt;br&gt;braids in the illustration so we&amp;#39;d be able to keep them straight.  It &lt;br&gt;smelled divine as it baked, and I was thrilled with its crusty golden &lt;br&gt;color when I removed it from the oven.&lt;br&gt;      We were living in Ohio by that time, so I packed it carefully &lt;br&gt;with their other Christmas gifts and sent it off to Philadelphia.&lt;br&gt;      I was not prepared for its reception.  My father called with &lt;br&gt;lavish praise for the bread, saying he couldn&amp;#39;t believe his eyes when &lt;br&gt;he opened the aluminum foil.  With great emotion, he told me that &lt;br&gt;when he and his brothers were very young boys, it was traditional for &lt;br&gt;the bread -- called vanocka -- to be prepared every Christmas Eve.&lt;br&gt;      I had given him back a beloved childhood memory, all without &lt;br&gt;thinking!  Legend said that every living being in the house had to &lt;br&gt;partake of the bread before midnight of Christmas Eve, for luck.  So &lt;br&gt;all the dogs and cats, the occasional mouse, and whatever other &lt;br&gt;creatures lived under their roof had to have a morsel.&lt;br&gt;      That year, my husband and I began a tradition for our sons by &lt;br&gt;preparing a vanocka for our home, as well.  Cats and dogs were &lt;br&gt;treated to a bite, much to the delight of our young sons.&lt;br&gt;      I made the bread each Christmas until my father died.  That &lt;br&gt;year, I just couldn&amp;#39;t bring myself to make it because it brought back &lt;br&gt;memories of how happy I&amp;#39;d made him with such a simple gift, and it &lt;br&gt;broke my heart that he would no longer enjoy it.  I haven&amp;#39;t made it &lt;br&gt;in the several years since.&lt;br&gt;      But this year, I&amp;#39;m going to have flour dust all over my kitchen &lt;br&gt;again, and the scent of baking bread and roasted almonds will fill &lt;br&gt;the air.&lt;br&gt;      Our youngest son and his wife will be sharing Christmas with us, &lt;br&gt;and it&amp;#39;s time to remember the joy a humble loaf of bread unwittingly &lt;br&gt;brought to my daddy.&lt;p&gt;                        -- Bobbi Hahn     &amp;lt;fancywriterbobbi at &lt;a href="http://aol.com"&gt;aol.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;p&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br&gt;Bobbi is a freelance writer, poet and calligrapher who lives with her &lt;br&gt;husband and two cats beside a lagoon on a barrier island off the &lt;br&gt;coast of South Carolina.  She says, &amp;quot;The book is still available, so &lt;br&gt;if you&amp;#39;re looking for some marvelous, traditional Christmas recipes, &lt;br&gt;find a copy!  It&amp;#39;s amazing how similar some of the recipes are from &lt;br&gt;one country to another, differing only by a few ingredients.  One &lt;br&gt;country might use almonds, another walnuts.  I love these traditions!&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;You can find a copy of the Visions of Sugarplums book Bobbi refers to here:&lt;br&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0060140364/heart"&gt;http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0060140364/heart&lt;/a&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;p&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;IN THE NAME OF CHRISTMAS&lt;br&gt;by Maria Harden&lt;p&gt;      Sometimes people amaze me, for different reasons, but recently &lt;br&gt;it was a good kind of amazement.&lt;br&gt;      As a group, our office at work does a couple of Christmas Cheer &lt;br&gt;hampers, targeting families in need.  This year, it is two families &lt;br&gt;from a Women&amp;#39;s Shelter.  One is a mom with five children, the other &lt;br&gt;mom has four children.  They live in suites at the shelter because &lt;br&gt;it&amp;#39;s a safe haven for them -- a life away from the abuse they have &lt;br&gt;endured at the hands of their husbands or boyfriends.&lt;br&gt;      Donations to the hampers have been rather sparse so far, &lt;br&gt;although we still have several days before the delivery date.  It &lt;br&gt;will pick up.  It always does.&lt;br&gt;      One of the men who works on my floor came to me with an $80 cash &lt;br&gt;donation.  It was money, he said, that had been given to him in &lt;br&gt;memory of his mother who passed away last December 21.   He had saved &lt;br&gt;it while pondering a suitable charitable organization to donate it &lt;br&gt;to, and decided on this women&amp;#39;s shelter.  A very generous and kind &lt;br&gt;man to think of this.  His mother would have liked it, he said.  The &lt;br&gt;money will be used towards gifts or clothing for the children, and &lt;br&gt;gift cards to grocery stores.&lt;br&gt;      Meanwhile, our office receives a daily newspaper, delivered in &lt;br&gt;any weather by a faithful carrier.  Yesterday, we got a card from the &lt;br&gt;newspaper carrier wishing us a Merry Christmas and advising us of his &lt;br&gt;contact information in case of a delivery problem.  He also enclosed &lt;br&gt;a self-addressed envelope if we should wish to provide him with a &lt;br&gt;gratuity.  My first thought was, &amp;quot;Oh yeah.  Merry Christmas, and &lt;br&gt;where&amp;#39;s my tip?&amp;quot;  But then I realized he delivers to downtown &lt;br&gt;businesses and most likely never gets a thank you, let alone a &lt;br&gt;gratuity.  My workplace pays the invoice but I have never seen &lt;br&gt;anything additional included.&lt;br&gt;      It made me think of that movie &amp;quot;Pay It Forward&amp;quot; that came out a &lt;br&gt;few years ago.&lt;br&gt;      When I get my paper delivered at home, my paper carrier gets a &lt;br&gt;much deserved gratuity at Christmas, so I thought I would surprise &lt;br&gt;the office paper carrier and send him one myself.   After all, &amp;#39;tis &lt;br&gt;the season, right?  I slipped a twenty dollar bill into the envelope &lt;br&gt;and mailed it off with an unsigned note of appreciation. I know it&amp;#39;s &lt;br&gt;not much but I hope he at least appreciates the thought.&lt;br&gt;      The man at work who made the generous donation in the name of &lt;br&gt;his mother made me think of passing it on.  Maybe the carrier will be &lt;br&gt;inspired to do something for someone else too.  I&amp;#39;d like to think so.&lt;br&gt;      In the spirit of Christmas, I encourage you to pay it forward or &lt;br&gt;pass it on if you are so inspired.  Do it because you want to, &lt;br&gt;without expecting anything in return.&lt;br&gt;      Do it in the name of Christmas!&lt;p&gt;                        -- Maria Harden    &amp;lt;mharden at &lt;a href="http://mts.net"&gt;mts.net&lt;/a&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;p&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br&gt;Maria has written for Heartwarmers in the past, as well as other &lt;br&gt;on-line publications and anthologies.  She is not afraid to say those &lt;br&gt;two words that seem to be banned from daily vocabulary these days -- &lt;br&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;br&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-5650521271184631172?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/5650521271184631172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=5650521271184631172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/5650521271184631172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/5650521271184631172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/12/heartwarmers-humble-loaf-of-breadin.html' title='Heartwarmers&quot; A HUMBLE LOAF OF BREAD/IN THE NAME OF CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-3984814857248920751</id><published>2009-12-24T19:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T19:13:01.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Petwarmers:   THE AWAKENING</title><content type='html'>THE AWAKENING&lt;br&gt;by Kathleene S. Baker&lt;p&gt;      Shiloh awoke ever so rested.  She stood, stretched, and the lush&lt;br&gt;meadow of clover beneath her paws felt velvety.&lt;br&gt;      She did not understand.  Nor did she grasp the beauty all around&lt;br&gt;her -- she&amp;#39;d been sightless for five years, although images did return&lt;br&gt;in dreams.  She&amp;#39;d often awake saddened, yet never gave up hope that her&lt;br&gt;vision would return.&lt;br&gt;      Woofs, yaps, song birds, and even unfamiliar sounds echoed&lt;br&gt;in the distance.  A babbling brook nearby summoned Shiloh&amp;#39;s thirst.&lt;br&gt;She ambled that direction.&lt;br&gt;      Shortly, overcome with confidence, she picked up the pace,&lt;br&gt;exhibiting confidence she&amp;#39;d not had in years.  She sprinted towards&lt;br&gt;the rivulet.  What joy to run again!&lt;br&gt;      Now and then she completed circles at full speed simply for the&lt;br&gt;thrill.  Shiloh&amp;#39;s vision had returned!  Her reflection in the sparkling&lt;br&gt;water was proof!  Lapping the cool water, she viewed beautifully hued&lt;br&gt;fish playing chase several feet below the surface.&lt;br&gt;      Shiloh gazed about for mom and dad.  She&amp;#39;d only enjoyed free rein&lt;br&gt;in the backyard and felt uncertain.  What if she wandered into danger?&lt;br&gt;      As anxiety escalated, two snow-white doves alit beside her. Finally,&lt;br&gt;something familiar!  Trees at home teemed with cooing doves when she&lt;br&gt;meandered about her yard.  She&amp;#39;d never understood their callsS but now&lt;br&gt;she did.  They beckoned her to follow.&lt;br&gt;      Looking up as they hovered above her, a rainbow glistened as if&lt;br&gt;each color was configured of precious gemstones.  Soon an old-fashioned,&lt;br&gt;arched, stone bridge appeared glinting with gold and silver.  The woofs&lt;br&gt;were closer and Shiloh realized the birds crooned Christmas carols!&lt;br&gt;      Only a few paces onto the bridge, Shiloh was astonished -- Josey&lt;br&gt;raced to her side with a shower of kisses.  A red ribbon about her neck&lt;br&gt;with tiny Christmas bell attached tinkled with each movement. Momentarily,&lt;br&gt;games of chase and wrestle ensued -- favorites they&amp;#39;d enjoyed before&lt;br&gt;Josey departed her earthly home.&lt;br&gt;      Shiloh instantly understood, this was Rainbow Bridge!&lt;br&gt;      Mom had described it in detail for weeks as her health&lt;br&gt;declined. Josey introduced Shiloh to family members who had come and gone&lt;br&gt;before her.  Her folk&amp;#39;s first Schnauzer, Festus, greeted Shiloh with a&lt;br&gt;high five!  Tiffany, Schnauzer number two, offered kisses.  Maggie and&lt;br&gt;Jack, a mom and son duo, approached with wagging tails. Unexpectedly, two&lt;br&gt;tiny Yorkies appeared -- Fang and Fancy!  Yorkies, my folks had Yorkies?&lt;br&gt;They greeted her with gestures of love.&lt;br&gt;      Lastly, cousin Greta excitedly arrived.  Shioh&amp;#39;s angst began to&lt;br&gt;melt in the midst of a loving family.  Still, she&amp;#39;d forever miss mom,&lt;br&gt;dad, and her Schnauzer pal Hank.  He&amp;#39;d guided her through the darkness&lt;br&gt;and gave her life meaning.&lt;br&gt;      The pack revealed that Rainbow Bridge was eternally glorious. And&lt;br&gt;Christmastime was breathtaking to behold as they celebrated Christ&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt;birth -- the creator of domestic pets.  He gifted them an inborn ability&lt;br&gt;to develop remarkable bonds with humans.&lt;br&gt;      With holiday preparations underway, Shiloh was in awe.  Red birds,&lt;br&gt;blue birds, and white doves perched in trees -- live ornaments!  All sized&lt;br&gt;spiders spun golden webs of garland &amp;#39;round and &amp;#39;round the trees and fire&lt;br&gt;flies twinkled in branches.  The weather was mild, sunny, and the few&lt;br&gt;clouds shimmered silvery, yet trees were veiled with snow.&lt;br&gt;      For Shiloh, confusion reigned!  In unison, the group proclaimed,&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;All things are possible at the Bridge.&amp;quot;  Every tree was decorated,&lt;br&gt;none in the same manner.  Covered with iridescent snow, a stately scotch&lt;br&gt;pine stood embellished with butterflies, wings aflutter, displaying a&lt;br&gt;magnificent array of color and creating swirls of snow that enshrouded&lt;br&gt;the tree with luminous motion.&lt;br&gt;      Knowing her mom&amp;#39;s love of poinsettias, Shiloh took special note of&lt;br&gt;a huge fir tree filled with vast red blossoms, goldfinch, and thousands&lt;br&gt;of fire flies.  All about were gardens of poinsettias.&lt;br&gt;      Tomorrow was Christmas Eve.  Shiloh could only imagine what wonder&lt;br&gt;lay ahead.  After a hearty warm meal the pack showed her a new fluffy&lt;br&gt;bed adjacent to theirs.  It was plush beyond imagination.  The family&lt;br&gt;told of how grand golden eagles soar into the skies to select the proper&lt;br&gt;sized cloud for each new arrival.&lt;br&gt;      Shiloh snuggled in.&lt;br&gt;      Once comfortable, an angel approached whispering, &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m Dana and&lt;br&gt;will always be nearby, Sweet Girl.&amp;quot;  She gently placed a coverlet, adorned&lt;br&gt;with pink lace, across a now-healthy, restored body and silently vanished.&lt;br&gt;      Shiloh thought to herself, &amp;quot;Dana!  She&amp;#39;s my aunt and mom&amp;#39;s niece.&lt;br&gt;Greta was her puppy.  Oh, I am truly safe.&amp;quot;  She sighed.&lt;br&gt;      Shiloh drifted into sleep while song birds softly sang her mom&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt;favorite Christmas carol, The Littlest Angel.  She knew it was meant&lt;br&gt;for her first night at Rainbow Bridge.  Mom had always called her a&lt;br&gt;little angel.&lt;br&gt;      Shiloh slept well, stirring only once to roll over.&lt;br&gt;      She dreamt of the day she would sprint to the bridge and joyfully&lt;br&gt;escort mom, dad and beloved Hank to the other side.&lt;br&gt;      Until then she would play, and rest, and romp, and nap, and wait...&lt;p&gt;                    -- Kathleene S. Baker &amp;lt;Lnstrlady at &lt;a href="http://aol.com"&gt;aol.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;p&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br&gt;Kathleene says, &amp;quot;This is dedicated to sweet Shiloh.  She made our&lt;br&gt;lives richer!  My hope, and Shiloh&amp;#39;s as well, is that her story might&lt;br&gt;bring comfort to those who have lost a beloved pet, a family member,&lt;br&gt;during the holiday season.&amp;quot;  You can visit her website at:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.txyellowrose.com"&gt;http://www.txyellowrose.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-3984814857248920751?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/3984814857248920751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=3984814857248920751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/3984814857248920751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/3984814857248920751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/12/petwarmers-awakening.html' title='Petwarmers:   THE AWAKENING'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-6455551365138475075</id><published>2009-12-22T22:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T22:14:54.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings:  The Second Verse</title><content type='html'>#9356          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;The 2nd Verse&lt;br&gt;==============&lt;p&gt;We were singing Christmas songs in a staff meeting at our&lt;br&gt;family business. We have a devotional service before the&lt;br&gt;business portion starts. The current song was &amp;quot;Joy to the&lt;br&gt;World.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Everyone chimed in heartily as we sang the first verse.&lt;br&gt;Then the second verse began.&lt;p&gt;Bright energetic voices changed into muffled and muted hums&lt;br&gt;and babbling. My mother was standing beside me. Only her&lt;br&gt;voice punched through the disharmonious ramblings of the&lt;br&gt;crowd. She knew every word and sang it strong and clear.&lt;br&gt;It is also amazing how one person who truly knows punches&lt;br&gt;through the confusion.&lt;p&gt;I didn&amp;#39;t know the second verse along with the rest of the&lt;br&gt;crowd, but mother has always been different.&lt;br&gt;It was a MountainWings Moment.&lt;p&gt;Most of us know the first verse. Few of us know beyond the&lt;br&gt;surface and the general knowledge of the crowd. It is true&lt;br&gt;with Joy to the World. It is true with true joy.&lt;p&gt;That which separates you from the crowd&lt;br&gt;is always deeper than the surface.&lt;p&gt;Joy to the world, the Lord is come!&lt;br&gt;Let earth receive her King;&lt;br&gt;Let every heart prepare Him room,&lt;br&gt;And heaven and nature sing,&lt;br&gt;And heaven and nature sing,&lt;br&gt;And heaven, and heaven, and nature sing.&lt;p&gt;Joy to the world, the Savior reigns!&lt;br&gt;Let men their songs employ;&lt;br&gt;While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains&lt;br&gt;Repeat the sounding joy,&lt;br&gt;Repeat the sounding joy,&lt;br&gt;Repeat, repeat, the sounding joy.&lt;p&gt;No more let sins and sorrows grow,&lt;br&gt;Nor thorns infest the ground;&lt;br&gt;He comes to make His blessings flow&lt;br&gt;Far as the curse is found,&lt;br&gt;Far as the curse is found,&lt;br&gt;Far as, far as, the curse is found.&lt;p&gt;He rules the world with truth and grace,&lt;br&gt;And makes the nations prove&lt;br&gt;The glories of His righteousness,&lt;br&gt;And wonders of His love,&lt;br&gt;And wonders of His love,&lt;br&gt;And wonders, wonders, of His love.&lt;p&gt;Joy to the World by Pastor Isaac Watts (1719)&lt;p&gt;That which separates you from the crowd&lt;br&gt;is always deeper than the surface.&lt;p&gt;~A MountainWings Original~&lt;p&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9356.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9356.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;****************************************************************&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-6455551365138475075?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/6455551365138475075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=6455551365138475075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/6455551365138475075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/6455551365138475075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/12/mountainwings-second-verse.html' title='MountainWings:  The Second Verse'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-6362529627404708082</id><published>2009-12-22T20:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T20:07:25.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The True Story of Rudolph</title><content type='html'>Hello,&lt;br&gt; Merry Christmas and Happy New Year Everyone! :)  Happy Holidays,have a fun &lt;br&gt;but safe one. Best wishes for the new Year for you all.  I  think that 2010 &lt;br&gt;will be a great one for us all.  I certainly hope so.  I am glad this  one &lt;br&gt;will be over soon,has been an extremely challenging one,one thing after &lt;br&gt;another: first,lost one of my front  crowns,had two oral surgeries before &lt;br&gt;that was all done.  While that was  going on, was ill with sinus infections &lt;br&gt;and pneumonia.&lt;br&gt;In the fall,we changed platforms at work and I had access issues.  I am &lt;br&gt;still on a learning curve with the office  application.&lt;br&gt;and,if that isn&amp;#39;t enough, just yesterday made the final decision to retire &lt;br&gt;my 10 year old Golden Retriever Guide dog Douglas . I love  Dougie very much &lt;br&gt;and looking for a home for him. I want the perfect place for him.  He &lt;br&gt;deserves the best.:)&lt;br&gt;Tomorrow,I am having another test,a bronchoscopy. I have had two visits at &lt;br&gt;the Mayo Clinic and the results are inconclusive.&lt;br&gt;So,having this surgery tomorrow morning.  The test itself will not take &lt;br&gt;long,about 30 minutes but does involve,IV,local anesthesia and a few hours &lt;br&gt;of being in recovery at Mayo Clinic Phoenix Hospital.&lt;br&gt;Within a couple days we should have results and finally, I should,hope I can &lt;br&gt;get my health on track.&lt;br&gt;Well,need to do some housework,drink a ton more water for the IV and get to &lt;br&gt;bed,will be up at 6 to go to  the Hospital.&lt;br&gt;Hope you enjoy the messages I am posting here,the Mountain Wings,the Nethug &lt;br&gt;messages,Heartwarmers,petwarmers and this special one about Rudolph.&lt;br&gt;I love this,a wonderful,special story.  It was sent  to me  by Darrell.  he &lt;br&gt;received  it from a mailing list he is on .&lt;br&gt;Take care and stay well. I hope while I am off the next few days  that I &lt;br&gt;will be able to compose a KDd. I wonder if it would be easier to write,while &lt;br&gt;still in a bit of a brain fog after Tomorrow&amp;#39;s procedure? :) lol&lt;br&gt;Again,  I am  sure the above MountainWings as well as this post will make &lt;br&gt;you think,smile and laugh. Until then&lt;br&gt; **True Story of Rudolph**&lt;p&gt;  A man named Bob May, depressed and brokenhearted, stared out his&lt;br&gt;  Drafty apartment window into the chilling December&lt;br&gt;  Night.  His 4-year-old daughter Barbara sat on his lap quietly sobbing.&lt;p&gt;  Bobs wife, Evelyn, was dying of cancer.&lt;p&gt;  Little Barbara couldn&amp;#39;t understand why her mommy could never come&lt;br&gt;  Home. Barbara looked up into her dad&amp;#39;s eyes and asked,&lt;br&gt;  &amp;quot;Why isn&amp;#39;t Mommy just like everybody else&amp;#39;s Mommy?&amp;quot; Bob&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt;  Jaw tightened and his eyes welled with tears.&lt;p&gt;  Her question brought waves of grief, but also of anger. It&lt;br&gt;  Had been the story of Bob&amp;#39;s life. Life always had to be&lt;br&gt;  Different for Bob.&lt;p&gt;  Small when he was a kid, Bob was often bullied by other&lt;br&gt;  Boys. He was too little at the time to compete in sports. He was often&lt;br&gt;  Called names he&amp;#39;d rather not remember. From childhood, Bob was&lt;br&gt;  Different and never seemed to fit in. Bob did complete college, married&lt;br&gt;  His loving wife and was grateful to get his job as a copywriter at&lt;br&gt;  Montgomery Ward during the Great Depression. Then he was blessed with&lt;br&gt;  His little girl. But it was all short-lived. Evelyn&amp;#39;s bout with&lt;br&gt;  Cancer stripped them of all their savings and now Bob and his daughter&lt;br&gt;were&lt;br&gt;  Forced to live in a two-room apartment in he Chicago slums. Evelyn died&lt;br&gt;  Just days before Christmas in 1938.&lt;p&gt;  Bob struggled to give hope to his child, for whom he&lt;br&gt;  Couldn&amp;#39;t even afford to buy a Christmas gift. But if he couldn&amp;#39;t buy&lt;br&gt;  A gift, he was determined a make one - a storybook! Bob had created a&lt;br&gt;  Character in his own mind and told the animal&amp;#39;s story to little&lt;br&gt;  Barbara to give her comfort and hope. Again and again Bob told the story,&lt;br&gt;  Embellishing it more with each telling.&lt;p&gt;  Who was the character? What was the story all about? The&lt;br&gt;  Story Bob May created was his own autobiography in fable form. The&lt;br&gt;  Character he created was a misfit outcast like he was. The name of the&lt;br&gt;  Character? A little reindeer named Rudolph, with a big shiny nose.&lt;p&gt;  Bob finished the book just in time to give it to his little girl on&lt;br&gt;  Christmas Day. But the story doesn&amp;#39;t end there.&lt;br&gt;  The general manager of Montgomery Ward caught wind of the little&lt;br&gt;  Storybook and offered Bob May a nominal fee to purchase the&lt;br&gt;  Rights to print the book. Wards went on to print,_ Rudolph the&lt;br&gt;  Red-Nosed Reindeer_ and distribute it to children visiting Santa Claus in&lt;br&gt;  their&lt;br&gt;  Stores. By 1946 Wards had printed and distributed more than&lt;br&gt;  Six million copies of Rudolph. That same year, a major publisher wanted&lt;br&gt;  To purchase the rights from Wards to print an  updated version of the&lt;br&gt;  Book.&lt;p&gt;  In an unprecedented gesture of  kindness, the CEO of&lt;br&gt;  Wards returned all rights back to Bob May. The book became a best seller.&lt;br&gt;  Many toy and marketing deals followed and Bob May, now remarried&lt;br&gt;  With a growing family, became wealthy from  the story he&lt;br&gt;  Created to comfort his grieving daughter. But the story  doesn&amp;#39;t end&lt;br&gt;  There either.&lt;p&gt;  Bob&amp;#39;s brother-in-law, Johnny Marks, made a song adaptation to&lt;br&gt;  Rudolph. Though the song was turned down by such popular vocalists&lt;br&gt;  As Bing Crosby and Dinah Shore , it was recorded by the singing&lt;br&gt;  Cowboy, Gene Autry. &amp;quot;Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer&amp;quot; was released  in&lt;br&gt;  1949 and became a phenomenal success, selling more records than  any&lt;br&gt;  Other Christmas song, with the exception of &amp;quot;White Christmas.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;  The gift of love that Bob May created for his daughter solong ago&lt;br&gt;  Kept on returning back to bless him again and again. And Bob May&lt;br&gt;  Learned the lesson, just like his dear friend Rudolph, that being&lt;br&gt;  Different isn&amp;#39;t so bad. In fact, being different can be a blessing.&lt;p&gt;  *MERRY CHRISTMAS 2009 *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-6362529627404708082?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/6362529627404708082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=6362529627404708082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/6362529627404708082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/6362529627404708082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/12/true-story-of-rudolph.html' title='The True Story of Rudolph'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-3388761482331166402</id><published>2009-12-22T18:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T18:54:21.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings:  13 Important Classes for Men   lol</title><content type='html'>#9350          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;13 Important Classes for Men&lt;br&gt;=============================&lt;p&gt;Classes for men at the local learning center for adults.&lt;br&gt;Registration must be completed by November 15th.&lt;p&gt;Note: due to the complexity and difficulty level of their&lt;br&gt;contents, class size will be limited to 8 participants maximum.&lt;p&gt;Class 1: How to Fill Up the Ice Cube Trays. Step-by-step, with&lt;br&gt;Slide Presentation.&lt;br&gt;Meets 4 weeks, Monday and Wednesday for 2 hours beginning at&lt;br&gt;7:00 p.m.&lt;p&gt;Class 2: The Toilet Paper Roll. Does it Change Itself?&lt;br&gt;Round Table Discussion. Meets 2 weeks, Saturday at 12:00 for 2&lt;br&gt;hours.&lt;p&gt;Class 3: Is It Possible to Urinate Using the Technique of&lt;br&gt;Lifting the Seat and Avoiding the Floor/Walls and Nearby&lt;br&gt;Bathtub? Group Practice.&lt;br&gt;Meets 4 weeks, Saturday 10:00 PM for 2 hours. (Note: this class&lt;br&gt;meets at Irish&amp;#39;s Brew Pub on 16th Street)&lt;p&gt;Class 4: Fundamental Differences Between the Laundry Hamper and&lt;br&gt;the Floor. Pictures and Explanatory Graphics.&lt;br&gt;Meetings are Saturdays at 2:00 PM for 3 weeks.&lt;p&gt;Class 5: After Dinner Dishes. Can They Levitate and Fly Into&lt;br&gt;the Kitchen Sink? Video.&lt;br&gt;Meets 4 weeks, Tuesday and Thursday for 2 hours beginning at&lt;br&gt;7:00 PM&lt;p&gt;Class 6: Learning How to Find Things - Starting with looking in&lt;br&gt;the right places instead of turning the house upside down while&lt;br&gt;screaming.&lt;br&gt;Open Forum. Monday at 8:00 PM, 2 hours&lt;p&gt;Class 7: Health Watch - Bringing her flowers is not harmful to&lt;br&gt;your health.&lt;br&gt;Graphics and Audio Tapes Three nights; Monday, Wednesday,&lt;br&gt;Friday at 7:00 PM for 2 hours.&lt;p&gt;Class 8: Real Men ask for Directions When Lost. Real Life&lt;br&gt;Testimonials.&lt;br&gt;Tuesdays at 6:00 PM, location to be determined.&lt;p&gt;Class 9: Is it genetically impossible to sit quietly while she&lt;br&gt;parallel parks?&lt;br&gt;Driving Simulations. 4 weeks, Saturday&amp;#39;s noon, 2 hours.&lt;p&gt;Class 10: Learning to Live - Basic Differences Between Mother&lt;br&gt;and Wife.&lt;br&gt;Online Classes and role-playing&lt;p&gt;Class 11: How to be the Ideal Shopping Companion. Relaxation&lt;br&gt;Exercises, Meditation and Breathing techniques. Proper&lt;br&gt;techniques for holding her purse.&lt;br&gt;Meets 4 weeks, Tuesday and Thursday for 2 hours beginning at&lt;br&gt;7:00 PM at the outlet mall food court.&lt;p&gt;Class 12: How to Fight Cerebral Atrophy - Remembering&lt;br&gt;Birthdays, Anniversaries and Other Important Dates and Calling&lt;br&gt;When You&amp;#39;re Going to be Late. (Sending Christmas cards will be&lt;br&gt;offered in an advanced course this Fall.) Cerebral Shock&lt;br&gt;Therapy Sessions and Full Lobotomies Offered.&lt;br&gt;Three nights; Monday, Wednesday, Friday at 7:00 PM for 2 hours.&lt;p&gt;Class 13: The Stove/Oven - What it is and How it is Used.&lt;br&gt;Live Demonstration. Tuesdays at 6:00 PM, location to be&lt;br&gt;determined.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9350.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9350.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-3388761482331166402?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/3388761482331166402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=3388761482331166402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/3388761482331166402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/3388761482331166402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/12/mountainwings-13-important-classes-for.html' title='MountainWings:  13 Important Classes for Men   lol'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-4368628773476647749</id><published>2009-12-22T18:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T18:50:22.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings:  W</title><content type='html'>#9353          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;W&lt;br&gt;==&lt;p&gt;Each December, I vowed to make Christmas a calm and peaceful&lt;br&gt;experience. I had cut back on nonessential obligations -&lt;br&gt;extensive card writing, endless baking, decorating, and even&lt;br&gt;overspending. Yet still, I found myself exhausted, unable to&lt;br&gt;appreciate the precious family moments, and of course, the true&lt;br&gt;meaning of Christmas.&lt;p&gt;My son, Nicholas, was in kindergarten that year. It was an&lt;br&gt;exciting season for a six year old. For weeks, he&amp;#39;d been&lt;br&gt;memorizing songs for his school&amp;#39;s &amp;quot;Winter Pageant.&amp;quot; I didn&amp;#39;t&lt;br&gt;have the heart to tell him I&amp;#39;d be working the night of the&lt;br&gt;production. Unwilling to miss his shining moment, I spoke with&lt;br&gt;his teacher. She assured me there&amp;#39;d be a dress rehearsal the&lt;br&gt;morning of the presentation. All parents unable to attend that&lt;br&gt;evening were welcome to come then.  Fortunately, Nicholas&lt;br&gt;seemed happy with the compromise.&lt;p&gt;So, the morning of the dress rehearsal, I filed in ten minutes&lt;br&gt;early, found a spot on the cafeteria floor and sat down.&lt;br&gt;Around the room, I saw several other parents quietly scampering&lt;br&gt;to their seats. As I waited, the students were led into the&lt;br&gt;room. Each class, accompanied by their teacher, sat cross-&lt;br&gt;legged on the floor. Then, each group, one by one, rose to&lt;br&gt;perform their song.&lt;p&gt;Because the public school system had long stopped referring to&lt;br&gt;the Holiday as &amp;quot;Christmas,&amp;quot; I didn&amp;#39;t expect anything other than&lt;br&gt;fun, commercial entertainment - songs of reindeer, Santa Claus,&lt;br&gt;snowflakes and good cheer.&lt;br&gt;So, when my son&amp;#39;s class rose to sing, &amp;quot;Christmas Love,&amp;quot; I was&lt;br&gt;slightly taken aback by its bold title.&lt;p&gt;Nicholas was aglow, as were all of his classmates, adorned in&lt;br&gt;fuzzy mittens, red sweaters, and bright snowcaps upon their&lt;br&gt;heads. Those in the front row- center stage - held up large&lt;br&gt;letters, one by one, to spell out the title of the song.  As&lt;br&gt;the class would sing &amp;quot;C is for Christmas,&amp;quot; a child would hold&lt;br&gt;up the letter C. Then, &amp;quot;H is for Happy,&amp;quot; and on and on, until&lt;br&gt;each child holding up his portion had presented the complete&lt;br&gt;message,&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;CHRISTMAS LOVE.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;The performance was going smoothly, until suddenly, we noticed&lt;br&gt;her; a small, quiet, girl in the front row holding the letter&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;M&amp;quot; upside down totally unaware her letter &amp;quot;M&amp;quot; appeared as a&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;W&amp;quot;.  The audience of 1st through 6th graders snickered at this&lt;br&gt;little one&amp;#39;s mistake. But she had no idea they were laughing at&lt;br&gt;her, so she stood tall, proudly holding her &amp;quot;W&amp;quot;.&lt;p&gt;Although many teachers tried to shush the children, the&lt;br&gt;laughter Continued until the last letter was raised, and we all&lt;br&gt;saw it together.  A hush came over the audience and eyes began&lt;br&gt;to widen. In that instant, we understood the reason we were&lt;br&gt;there, why we celebrated the holiday in the first place, why&lt;br&gt;even in the chaos, there was a purpose for our festivities.&lt;br&gt;For when the last letter was held high, the message read loud&lt;br&gt;and clear:&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;CHRIST WAS  LOVE&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;And, I believe, He still is.&lt;p&gt;~Author Unknown~&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9353.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9353.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;****************************************************************&lt;br&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.MountainWings.com"&gt;www.MountainWings.com&lt;/a&gt; &amp;quot;Wings Over The Mountains of Life&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;To: Subscribe, Un-Subscribe, Get a Book, T-Shirt, Rate Issues,&lt;br&gt;Tell Friends about MountainWings, Read Past Issues, Donations,&lt;br&gt;Submit a MountainWings Moment or Prayer Request, Set homepage to&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-4368628773476647749?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/4368628773476647749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=4368628773476647749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/4368628773476647749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/4368628773476647749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/12/mountainwings-w.html' title='MountainWings:  W'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-8908017962283309666</id><published>2009-12-22T18:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T18:47:13.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings:  Sleeping  At your Desk</title><content type='html'>MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#1297          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;Sleeping At Your Desk&lt;br&gt;======================&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ten Best Things To Say If You Get Caught Sleeping At Your Desk:&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. &amp;quot;They told me at the blood bank this might happen.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;9. &amp;quot;This is just a 15 minute power-nap like they raved about in&lt;br&gt;    that time management course you sent me to.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;8. &amp;quot;Whew! Guess I left the top off the White-Out.  You probably&lt;br&gt;    got here just in time!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;7. &amp;quot;I wasn&amp;#39;t sleeping!  I was meditating on the mission&lt;br&gt;    statement and envisioning a new paradigm.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;6. &amp;quot;I was testing my keyboard for drool resistance.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;5. &amp;quot;I was doing a highly specific yoga exercise to relieve work-&lt;br&gt;    related stress.  Are you discriminatory toward people who&lt;br&gt;    practice yoga?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;4. &amp;quot;Why did you interrupt me?  I had almost figured out a&lt;br&gt;    solution to our biggest problem.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;3. &amp;quot;The coffee machine is broken...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;2. &amp;quot;Someone must&amp;#39;ve put decaf in the wrong pot...&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;   And the #1 best thing to say if you get caught sleeping at&lt;br&gt;   your desk.....&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;1. &amp;quot; ... in Jesus&amp;#39; name.  Amen.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course, this is only a joke.&lt;br&gt;Don&amp;#39;t sleep at your desk, and don&amp;#39;t tell fibs.&lt;br&gt;Yes, that needed saying.&lt;p&gt;Thank you for inviting MountainWings in your mailbox.&lt;br&gt;See you tomorrow.&lt;p&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1297.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1297.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-8908017962283309666?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/8908017962283309666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=8908017962283309666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/8908017962283309666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/8908017962283309666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/12/mountainwings-sleeping-at-your-desk.html' title='MountainWings:  Sleeping  At your Desk'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-8863945891602506983</id><published>2009-11-29T15:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T15:43:28.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's KDD:   The Long and Winding Road: Still Feeling Ill and Darrell completing his Semester</title><content type='html'>Its One in the afternoon on Sunday November Twenty-nine,&lt;p&gt; Hope you&amp;#39;re Well, doing Fine?&lt;p&gt; Did you have a good Thanksgiving? Enjoy your time together?, the Holiday &lt;br&gt;Feast?&lt;p&gt; Would like to hear from you, those in the West and in the East.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I know, its been ages, since  I have composed a KDD,&lt;p&gt; But, have not been well, you see.&lt;p&gt; Yes, the doses are  few and very far between, the creativity these days &lt;br&gt;just doesn&amp;#39;t flow&lt;p&gt; And in New England is there now snow. ?&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mary Beth, I know  Skiing you wanted to   do last  weekend but, know  there &lt;br&gt;was sunshine,&lt;p&gt;And I haven&amp;#39;t spent as much time on line&lt;p&gt;Do use Twitter, but not really Facebook&lt;p&gt; Lately haven&amp;#39;t even read a good book.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Facebook is too difficult to Navigate&lt;p&gt; Perhaps, I would have more patience with it, if I were feeling great?.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I have been stressed and not as much sleep I get,&lt;p&gt;Nor, I haven&amp;#39;t begun shopping on the net,&lt;p&gt;Usually by this time of year our shopping  is almost done, packages are &lt;br&gt;being sent,&lt;p&gt; Honestly, I don&amp;#39;t know where the time went&lt;p&gt;Do you?&lt;p&gt;Been working hard, been  ill, as  said, its not the flu.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 2009 has been an unusually bad year, not at all the norm&lt;p&gt; Had oral surgery, respiratory issues and at work changed to a  new &lt;br&gt;platform.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The dental problems took 9 months from beginning to end&lt;p&gt; And at the time of the second oral surgery, thought I was on the mend&lt;p&gt; Had no pneumonia, was feeling good, could again breathe,&lt;p&gt;Had a little reprieve.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt; However, Labor Day Weekend the coughing and other symptoms began&lt;p&gt; And in the last few months ,more tests, they ran&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Doctors and I experimented with allergy medicines and inhalers, &lt;br&gt;determine what would be best to take,&lt;p&gt;Many visits to the Doctor I did make.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt; In early October, I had another CT scan of my chest,&lt;p&gt; Was learning a new computer Application at work and trying to catch up on &lt;br&gt;rest.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The new   application at the office  is web base and not very  accessible &lt;br&gt;for a blind person,&lt;p&gt;So, there was work to be done,&lt;p&gt;A technician from Vegas flew to Scottsdale, wrote scripts, keyboard commands &lt;br&gt;for me,&lt;p&gt;Since we can&amp;#39;t use the mouse you see.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Though, my Screen Reader Jaws is an acronym for Job Access with Speech&lt;p&gt; Not    all information we can easily reach,&lt;p&gt;Access, like those with sight, have two good eyes,&lt;p&gt;And we have come a long way since before Jaws and Window-eyes,&lt;p&gt;And the days of DOS and before we had the Information Highway,&lt;p&gt;E-mail and e-bay,&lt;p&gt; We don&amp;#39;t have equal access and can&amp;#39;t use an application right out of the &lt;br&gt;box&lt;p&gt;Nor can we  fully use are remote, and the cable guide, provided by  Cox,&lt;p&gt; And  TIVo&amp;#39;s, anything with a flat panel, can&amp;#39;t easily use the display&lt;p&gt;But anyway,... lol&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The technician wrote several scripts so  I could access information  on the &lt;br&gt;screen, It was quite challenging I must say,&lt;p&gt;But today,&lt;p&gt;I can perform my job as Housekeeping office Coordinator with more   ease, &lt;br&gt;confidence and skill,&lt;p&gt;I just wish now, I could be well, not ill.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt; After several visits to our primary Doctor and seeing  specialists who &lt;br&gt;focus on lungs  ears, nose and the throat&lt;p&gt; Made myself a mental note,&lt;p&gt;If they  couldn&amp;#39;t help   me, I go to Mayo Clinic, Here in the State,&lt;p&gt;So, I did, and 3 weeks I had to wait.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mayo Clinic has  an excellent  Reputation and many folks travel long &lt;br&gt;distances to their facilities, to seek medical   treatment&lt;p&gt;I went the  day before Thanksgiving, almost 7 hours there I spent&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt; First I had some allergy testing,50 things they tested me for, took about &lt;br&gt;an hour&lt;p&gt; From Molds,Dust,to pollen, to flower,&lt;p&gt;For Cat and dog,&lt;p&gt;All Southwest Trees, plants and for Roaches.   the data they did log.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After, I saw an Allergist and  the results he gave us&lt;p&gt; I was negative on just about everything, even things like grass, molds and &lt;br&gt;dust,&lt;p&gt;But, was positive  on Cockroaches.  who wouldn&amp;#39;t be ? lol&lt;p&gt;You or  me?&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They are disgusting, nasty little creatures, what is their purpose? they&amp;#39;re &lt;br&gt;somewhere on the food chain,&lt;p&gt;I just want to smash them and flush them down the drain. Lol&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Later, I saw a Respiratory Therapist and she tested my breathing   , my &lt;br&gt;Oxygen level and lung capacity&lt;p&gt; My Scores were in the 90&amp;#39;s,my oxygen at 97 %,lungs good, so  don&amp;#39;t know &lt;br&gt;what is wrong with me.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The results were inconclusive and no diagnosis    given,&lt;p&gt;Still coughing fiercely,headaches,exhausted this is how I am living.&lt;p&gt;The cough isn&amp;#39;t as frequent, but still quite intense, and I am hoarse,lost &lt;br&gt;my voice, a lot these days, hard to be understood&lt;p&gt;Difficult to work and sleep, wish they would,&lt;p&gt;Diagnose  me and soon.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have a tickle, scratchy  feeling in my throat most of the time,&lt;p&gt;And I have done research on line.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mayo Clinic said I should go back to my pulmonologist.  but think we will go &lt;br&gt;back  to Mayo Clinic instead,Time is of the essence, I say.&lt;p&gt;I want to feel okay,&lt;p&gt;Be back to my old self&lt;p&gt;Again,be in good health&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think the lung specialist should do a bronchoscopy,check my lungs and my &lt;br&gt;throat, do more than a ct scan, to determine what&amp;#39;s wrong,&lt;p&gt;This has gone on way, too long.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is difficult for  Darrell and  I, but we are hanging in there,&lt;p&gt;Though,we have had  enough of our share&lt;p&gt;For   awhile,&lt;p&gt; Don&amp;#39;t  smile&lt;p&gt;As Much,and  go into a coughing fit, when others make me laugh&lt;p&gt;And already have been writing here, for an hour and a half.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;,Darrell is very busy with his schoolwork: lots of projects, writing and &lt;br&gt;reading,&lt;p&gt;A Vacation, we both are needing.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dougie recently had  his 10 TH Birthday&lt;p&gt; He is slowing down, has arthritis, but still likes to play.,&lt;p&gt;Well, some housework I should do,&lt;p&gt;So, this Kdd is through,&lt;p&gt;I will try to compose doses more  often okay? my friends and family,&lt;p&gt;Will  send you a post on what is happening with Darrell,Dougie and me,&lt;p&gt;Will send an update&lt;p&gt; And do hope your Holiday Season  is great,&lt;p&gt;Have a Happy and Safe one,&lt;p&gt;And for now, this is done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-8863945891602506983?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/8863945891602506983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=8863945891602506983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/8863945891602506983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/8863945891602506983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/11/todays-kdd-long-and-winding-road-still.html' title='Today&apos;s KDD:   The Long and Winding Road: Still Feeling Ill and Darrell completing his Semester'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-915091623797997391</id><published>2009-11-09T20:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:56:00.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings:   No Charge Attorney's Advice</title><content type='html'>Hello All,&lt;br&gt; I know it has been quite awhile since I had posted anything to my blog. I &lt;br&gt;have  been busy and pretty  stressed. Things are  improving at work some.  I &lt;br&gt;am learning the new computer Application,&amp;quot;Opera&amp;quot;. and each day its  getting &lt;br&gt;easier.  Just the other day, they had me run the office mostly by myself.  I &lt;br&gt;can&amp;#39;t say right now I am   as  quick and  efficient as I was  with the old &lt;br&gt;system but  hopefully in time.&lt;br&gt;However,my health is not really any  better.  They have been only able to &lt;br&gt;treat the symptoms. I still have this chronic cough.   Recently, I began &lt;br&gt;taken this cough  suppressant which does work,but again,only treating the &lt;br&gt;symptoms.&lt;br&gt;Last  week I went to an ENT (Ears,Nose and Throat Doctor) He was unable to &lt;br&gt;help me either.  We did narrow it down though. We now   know its lower &lt;br&gt;respiratory.&lt;br&gt;Also last week I made an appointment to go to the Mayo Clinic. They have an &lt;br&gt;excellent  reputation and are close.  I am sure  they can diagnose me.&lt;br&gt;So, On  Wednesday November 25 TH I will be  spending the morning at the &lt;br&gt;clinic having tests  done.  This is the day before  Thanksgiving.&lt;br&gt;I will keep you all updated. Yet, I wanted  to drop a line and  let you know &lt;br&gt;how things are. I know some of you check my blog regularly especially you &lt;br&gt;Tara.  take care and hope  you   all are  well.  Look  below at the &lt;br&gt;following  Mountain Wings. I know you  will find it  very  informative,I &lt;br&gt;did.  Hope to compose more  doses  soon and give you  a positive update and &lt;br&gt;how we all are.&lt;p&gt; MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#9306          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;NO CHARGE ATTORNEY&amp;#39;S ADVICE&lt;br&gt;============================&lt;p&gt;A corporate attorney sent the following out to the employees in&lt;br&gt;his company.&lt;p&gt;1. The next time you order checks have only your initials&lt;br&gt;(instead of first name) and last name put on them. If someone&lt;br&gt;takes your checkbook, they will not know if you sign your checks&lt;br&gt;with just your initials or your first name, but your bank will&lt;br&gt;know how you sign your checks.&lt;p&gt;2. Do not sign the back of your credit cards. Instead, put&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;PHOTO ID REQUIRED&amp;quot;.&lt;p&gt;3. When you are writing checks to pay  on your credit card&lt;br&gt;accounts, DO NOT put the complete account number on the &amp;quot;For&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;line. Instead, just put the last four numbers. The credit card&lt;br&gt;company  knows the rest of the number, and anyone who might be&lt;br&gt;handling your check as it passes through all the check&lt;br&gt;processing channels won&amp;#39;t have access to it.&lt;p&gt;4. Put your work phone number on your checks instead of your&lt;br&gt;home phone. If you have a PO Box use that instead of your home&lt;br&gt;address. If you do not have a  PO Box, use your work address.&lt;p&gt;Never have your SS# printed on your checks. You can add it if it&lt;br&gt;is necessary. But if you have it printed, anyone can get it.&lt;p&gt;5. Place the contents of your wallet on a photocopy machine.&lt;br&gt;Do both sides of each license, credit card, etc. You will know&lt;br&gt;what you had in your wallet and all of the account numbers and&lt;br&gt;phone numbers to call and cancel. Keep  the photocopies safe.&lt;br&gt;I also carry a photocopy of my passport when I travel either&lt;br&gt;here or abroad. We&amp;#39;ve all heard horror stories about fraud&lt;br&gt;that&amp;#39;s committed on us in stealing a name, address, Social&lt;br&gt;Security number, credit cards.&lt;p&gt;Unfortunately I, an attorney, have firsthand knowledge because&lt;br&gt;my wallet was stolen last month. Within a week, the thieve(s)&lt;br&gt;ordered an expensive  monthly cell phone package, applied for&lt;br&gt;a VISA credit card, had a credit line approved to buy a computer,&lt;br&gt;received a PIN number from DMV to change my driving record&lt;br&gt;information Online, and more. But here&amp;#39;s some critical&lt;br&gt;information to limit the damage in case this happens to you or&lt;br&gt;someone you know:&lt;p&gt;1. We have been told we should cancel our credit cards&lt;br&gt;immediately. But the key is having the toll free numbers and&lt;br&gt;your card numbers handy so you know whom to call. Keep those&lt;br&gt;where you can find them.&lt;p&gt;2. File a police report immediately in the jurisdiction where&lt;br&gt;your credit cards, etc., were stolen. This proves to credit&lt;br&gt;providers you were diligent, and this is a first step toward an&lt;br&gt;investigation (if there ever is one).&lt;p&gt;But here&amp;#39;s what is perhaps most important of all: (I never even&lt;br&gt;thought to do this.)&lt;p&gt;3. Call the 3 national credit reporting organizations (Equifax,&lt;br&gt;Experian, TransUnion) immediately to place a fraud alert on your&lt;br&gt;name and Social Security number. I had never heard of doing that&lt;br&gt;until advised by a bank that called to tell, told me an&lt;br&gt;application for credit was made over the Internet in my name.&lt;p&gt;The alert means any company that checks your credit knows your&lt;br&gt;information was stolen, and they have to contact you by phone to&lt;br&gt;authorize new credit.&lt;p&gt;By the time I was advised to do this, almost two weeks after the&lt;br&gt;theft, all the damage had been done. There are records of all&lt;br&gt;the credit checks initiated by the thieves purchases, none of&lt;br&gt;which I knew about before placing the alert. Since then, no&lt;br&gt;additional damage has been done, and the thieves threw my wallet&lt;br&gt;away this weekend (someone turned it in). It seems to have&lt;br&gt;stopped them dead in their tracks.&lt;p&gt;Now, here are the numbers you always need to contact about your&lt;br&gt;wallet, etc., has been stolen:&lt;p&gt;1.) Social Security Administration (fraud line): 1-800-269-0271&lt;p&gt;2.) Equifax: P.O. Box 740241, Atlanta, GA 30374 1-800-685-1111&lt;p&gt;3.) Experian (formerly TRW): P.O. Box 2002, Allen, TX 75013&lt;br&gt;1-888-397-3742&lt;p&gt;4.) Trans Union: P.O. Box 1000, Chester, PA 19022 1-800-888-4213&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;from The Mountain: Whether an attorney actually sent this is&lt;br&gt;unknown. It&amp;#39;s excellent advice in a world full of thievery from&lt;br&gt;the streets to the suites. You are far more likely to lose your&lt;br&gt;life savings through suite crime than street crime.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Thou shalt not steal&amp;quot; is broken as much the other nine.&lt;p&gt;Be careful, be astute, be proactive.&lt;p&gt;BBlessed&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9306.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9306.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-915091623797997391?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/915091623797997391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=915091623797997391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/915091623797997391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/915091623797997391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/11/mountainwings-no-charge-attorneys.html' title='MountainWings:   No Charge Attorney&apos;s Advice'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-3212656536590572342</id><published>2009-09-29T20:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T20:02:33.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's KDD:  Missing Tooth,Chronic Cough and  Changes</title><content type='html'>It&amp;#39;s Tuesday afternoon on September Twenty-nine,&lt;br&gt;Hope your all well?, doing fine?&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s been several weeks since I have composed a dose,&lt;p&gt;And am here to write one, for those who appreciate it the most.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Its been a challenging month or so for Darrell and I,&lt;p&gt;So, that is why,&lt;p&gt;I have not posted anything, Sorry for this,&lt;p&gt;I know some of you,my doses you miss.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Darrell is swamped with journalism assignments and a History class,&lt;p&gt;Wonder how you all are, from My family in N. H and Mass?,&lt;p&gt;To my friends in Jersey, Arizona and Colorado?,&lt;p&gt;How Have you been?, like to know.&lt;p&gt;You all have been much on my mind, in my thoughts frequently,&lt;p&gt;But as I said, it has been a difficult month for Darrell and me.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;As you know I was ill, and had Dental issues, a front tooth I had to get&lt;br&gt;replaced,&lt;p&gt;I was doing well, but again, lately, issues I faced,&lt;p&gt;I was sick again, recovered from bronchitis,fortunately,did not have it for&lt;br&gt;long,&lt;p&gt;But what else, could go wrong?&lt;p&gt;I had problems with my Temporary crown&lt;p&gt;So, had to make more visits to our Dentist here in town,&lt;p&gt;As well as to the Oral Surgeon in Phoenix, about 20 minutes away,&lt;p&gt;And have my permanent crown almost a month today,&lt;p&gt;It will be on October two ,&lt;p&gt;And I am sure you all heard more news about the Atlanta Flood? and the Swine&lt;br&gt;Flu?&lt;p&gt;Also about Obama&amp;#39;s Health Bill? And am sure all the Deaths in the News?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;There was Patrick Swayzie, Mary Travers and John Hughes&lt;p&gt;Some of my favorite songs by Peter,Paul and Mary were leaving on a Jet&lt;br&gt;Plane, Puff the Magic Dragon and Blowing in the Wind, there were others too&lt;p&gt;Mary was 72.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;I liked Patrick&amp;#39;s Movies especially Ghost, not as much &amp;quot;Dirty Dancing&amp;quot; it&lt;br&gt;was alright, also passed away was News Anchor Walter Cronkite,&lt;p&gt;So many deaths this year,&lt;p&gt;And the weather is not as hot here in the Valley,&lt;p&gt;And I just finish reading the &amp;quot;notebook&amp;quot;, the main Characters, Noah and&lt;br&gt;Alli&lt;p&gt;A wonderful and beautiful love Story, but tragic as well,&lt;p&gt;And it&amp;#39;s quite busy at the hotel.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Business has been great for us, and there are changes within the&lt;br&gt;Corporation,&lt;p&gt;We are all transitioning to anew software application,&lt;p&gt;Training I will need, hope it will go okay?,&lt;p&gt;October 12, will be the day&lt;p&gt;When we will go alive, that our property will begin using the program,&lt;br&gt;taking calls, completing requests,&lt;p&gt;Serving our guests.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dougie is doing pretty good. does have arthritis in all his joints,&lt;br&gt;medicine he is taking,&lt;p&gt;And though I am not ill anymore, this cough of mine, am having trouble&lt;br&gt;shaking&lt;p&gt;Taking medicine for it, including singular for my allergies,&lt;p&gt;Fortunately, my asthma is fine, not wheezing,&lt;p&gt;But without special cough syrup still coughing up a storm,&lt;p&gt;And heard today, they are shutting down some Business&amp;#39;s here, For&lt;br&gt;ASU,putting in a new Dorm,&lt;p&gt;And parking Lot Instead,&lt;p&gt;Closing the Super Cuts and Chilli&amp;#39;s, from what one of the staff said,&lt;p&gt;At Super Cuts when she was cutting my hair this afternoon. they will&lt;br&gt;relocate closer to us, in walking distance it will be,&lt;p&gt;And this October First, 8 years it will be,&lt;p&gt;That I had Dougie. it&amp;#39;s an Anniverbirthday or an Anniver Birthree,&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s a special day,that I will celebrate,&lt;p&gt;And it&amp;#39;s getting late,&lt;p&gt;Soon this will have to end&lt;p&gt;Its now 5 O&amp;#39;clock, dinner I need to make&lt;p&gt;Gather my things, to work that I take,&lt;p&gt;You all take care, stay well, and hope sooner than a month, you will hear&lt;br&gt;from Darrell and me&lt;p&gt;And less then 6 weeks you will see a new Kdd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-3212656536590572342?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/3212656536590572342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=3212656536590572342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/3212656536590572342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/3212656536590572342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/09/todays-kdd-missing-toothchronic-cough.html' title='Today&apos;s KDD:  Missing Tooth,Chronic Cough and  Changes'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-3075099271226270953</id><published>2009-08-31T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T20:46:40.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings:  Cruising in Paradise</title><content type='html'>MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#9243          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;Cruising in Paradise&lt;br&gt;=====================&lt;p&gt;The sign read, &amp;quot;Guests on a cruise gain an average of seven to &lt;br&gt;ten pounds during a cruise.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;I stared at the sign posted in front of the fitness center of &lt;br&gt;the cruise ship as my wife and I were on a recent cruise.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Seven to ten pounds...that&amp;#39;s a lot of weight,&amp;quot; I thought. &lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;That&amp;#39;s a pound or more per day.&amp;quot; It was a MountainWings Moment.&lt;p&gt;A cruise represents as close to earthly paradise as the average &lt;br&gt;person will get. You don&amp;#39;t have to work at all. You have a room &lt;br&gt;steward, a personal waiter, and some cabins even have a butler.&lt;p&gt;You can call at any time of the day or night and have room &lt;br&gt;service delivered at no extra charge. You can order an &lt;br&gt;unlimited number of entrees and desserts at breakfast, lunch, &lt;br&gt;and dinner.&lt;p&gt;You can have as much as you want on a cruise and you have to do &lt;br&gt;no work to get it. That&amp;#39;s as close to paradise as most will get.&lt;p&gt;Yet, paradise puts an average of a pound a day on folk.&lt;p&gt;Research has proven that one of the most effective life &lt;br&gt;extenders in rats is caloric restriction. If the rats are kept &lt;br&gt;always hungry and given little to eat, they lived twice as long &lt;br&gt;as rats who are given all they wanted to eat.&lt;p&gt;It works that way with things other than food. Sometimes all &lt;br&gt;that we want is opposite from all that we need.&lt;p&gt;I sat next to a lady on the return flight home after leaving &lt;br&gt;the cruise ship. She asked the flight attendant if she could &lt;br&gt;get a seat belt extender. She confided in me that she had &lt;br&gt;gained some weight on a cruise that she and her husband were &lt;br&gt;returning from.&lt;p&gt;Thank God that He has the wisdom to not give us all that we &lt;br&gt;want all or even most of the time.&lt;p&gt;~A MountainWings Original~&lt;p&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9243.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9243.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-3075099271226270953?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/3075099271226270953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=3075099271226270953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Moment&lt;br&gt;#1267          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;Green on This Side&lt;br&gt;==================&lt;p&gt;What if it&amp;#39;s not greener on the other side?&lt;br&gt;Maybe past the fence it&amp;#39;s still the same ride.&lt;p&gt;What if the ultimate joy always exists in the now?&lt;br&gt;Maybe every moment should take it&amp;#39;s own bow.&lt;p&gt;What if the apex of happiness was always just here?&lt;br&gt;Maybe we don&amp;#39;t have to guide, we don&amp;#39;t have to steer.&lt;p&gt;What if that&amp;#39;s why children always laugh so?&lt;br&gt;Maybe they&amp;#39;re able to just let go.&lt;p&gt;What if they know happiness is not a thing to be achieved?&lt;br&gt;Maybe they can feel that being open to it, is all that we need.&lt;p&gt;What if we&amp;#39;ve become so &amp;quot;wise&amp;quot; we&amp;#39;ve forgotten that realization?&lt;br&gt;Maybe once in a while we should give our brains a vacation.&lt;p&gt;What if happiness is more about our hearts and our souls?&lt;br&gt;Maybe we can be happy with the now and still have goals.&lt;p&gt;What if the grass isn&amp;#39;t greener, what would you do?&lt;br&gt;Maybe it&amp;#39;s time to let happiness be the thing that fills you.&lt;p&gt;~by MountainWings subscriber, Brian Beard~&lt;p&gt;Thank you for inviting MountainWings in your mailbox.&lt;br&gt;See you tomorrow.&lt;p&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1267.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1267.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-945353479369808008?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/945353479369808008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=945353479369808008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/945353479369808008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/945353479369808008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/08/mountainwings-green-on-this-side.html' title='MountainWings:   Green On This Side'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-1899118648294968969</id><published>2009-08-31T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T20:42:37.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings:   You Must Keep Going</title><content type='html'>You Must Keep Going&lt;br&gt;====================&lt;p&gt;Sometimes you must keep going.&lt;p&gt;Life punches you in the stomach.&lt;br&gt;It knocks your breath out and leaves you bowed and gasping.&lt;p&gt;You lose a job. . . you must keep going.&lt;p&gt;You find out you have a serious illness. . .you must keep going.&lt;p&gt;You have a headache. . . you must keep going.&lt;p&gt;Sometimes the things in life are not serious but they affect you&lt;br&gt;nevertheless. . . you must keep going.&lt;p&gt;You have a big argument with your spouse.&lt;br&gt;Neither of you feels like talking and maybe not even looking at&lt;br&gt;each other. . . you must keep going.&lt;p&gt;Your son rebels and you have a blowout with him. . .&lt;br&gt;you must keep going.&lt;p&gt;The bills seem to never end and the money seems to never start.&lt;p&gt;You must keep going.&lt;p&gt;There are times that make us just want to curl up, stick our&lt;br&gt;heads in a hole, and make the world go away.&lt;p&gt;We can&amp;#39;t, because we must keep going.&lt;p&gt;Life is full of those circumstances.&lt;p&gt;Many of you when you woke up this morning, for a variety of&lt;br&gt;reasons, didn&amp;#39;t feel like getting out of bed, but you had to.&lt;p&gt;You must keep going.&lt;p&gt;In times like those, and we all have them,&lt;br&gt;remember the blessing.&lt;p&gt;The blessing is not in that we must keep going.&lt;p&gt;The blessing is that we can.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~A MountainWings Original~&lt;p&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1263.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1263.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-1899118648294968969?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/1899118648294968969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=1899118648294968969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/1899118648294968969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/1899118648294968969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/08/mountainwings-you-must-keep-going.html' title='MountainWings:   You Must Keep Going'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-1902624676885409809</id><published>2009-08-24T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T12:38:48.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartwarmers:  Special Karen</title><content type='html'>The best thing to happen to mornings since the Sun!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;               Your morning thought for the day:&lt;br&gt;                        Every parting gives a foretaste of death,&lt;br&gt;                        every reunion a hint of the resurrection.&lt;br&gt;                                                     -- Arthur Schopenhauer&lt;p&gt;      We haven&amp;#39;t heard from our friend, Corrina Hyde, in years.  We &lt;br&gt;remember well the day we met her at our Heartwarmers convention in &lt;br&gt;the year 2000.  She was one of our celebrated speakers that day.&lt;br&gt;      Today, she shares a bittersweet story on what brought her class &lt;br&gt;closer together.  Thank you, Corrina -- we are so happy you are doing &lt;br&gt;well.&lt;br&gt;      Tell us if you still communicate with your high school friends.&lt;p&gt;______________________________________________&lt;p&gt;                Who Needs To Hear From You Today?&lt;p&gt;SPECIAL KAREN&lt;br&gt;by Corrina Jayne Hyde&lt;p&gt;      Simply Karen and I grew up in a little country community.&lt;br&gt;      Most of my classmates and I went to school together from the &lt;br&gt;time we were in Kindergarten.  Like all seniors in high school, &lt;br&gt;before and after us, we all promised to keep in touch.  We did for a &lt;br&gt;while, and then real life got in the way.  We all at some point moved &lt;br&gt;off and moved on.&lt;br&gt;      Everyone but Karen.  Karen was our &amp;quot;special&amp;quot; classmate.&lt;br&gt;      Yes, the term used today implies that she was slow, simple and &lt;br&gt;unable to keep up with us.  But when we said special we meant just &lt;br&gt;that -- she was special!  She didn&amp;#39;t have a mean bone in her body and &lt;br&gt;she was completely devoted to us.  That earned her our respect, love &lt;br&gt;and protection.&lt;br&gt;      After graduation, Karen remained at home with her parents.  Her &lt;br&gt;mom died, and she helped her dad with their produce business. &lt;br&gt;Through all of her comings and goings in the town we all outgrew, she &lt;br&gt;would see our families and ask about us.  Sometimes she talked to &lt;br&gt;family members that we weren&amp;#39;t even talking to ourselves.  It didn&amp;#39;t &lt;br&gt;matter to her that they seemed hesitant to confide, or be overly &lt;br&gt;negative -- she wanted to know, so she asked.&lt;br&gt;      Because of her curiosity, she had a wealth of information, &lt;br&gt;useful and not so useful, about the class of 1979.&lt;br&gt;      The few times I talked to her over the years, she would fill me &lt;br&gt;in on everyone, and then pump me for the little details that made my &lt;br&gt;life uniquely mine.  Karen found out I was back &amp;quot;home&amp;quot; and started to &lt;br&gt;call.  Most of the time I wouldn&amp;#39;t talk to her, because I wasn&amp;#39;t &lt;br&gt;talking to anyone.&lt;br&gt;       But sometimes, for reasons unknown to me, I would answer the &lt;br&gt;phone and just listen to her.  She talked about the most mundane &lt;br&gt;things.  Where she had eaten, a yard sale she went to, what she &lt;br&gt;bought.  She didn&amp;#39;t care that I had nothing to say -- my occasional &lt;br&gt;breathing on the other end was enough for her.  She would catch me up &lt;br&gt;on everyone and ask me questions I couldn&amp;#39;t answer.  Then she would &lt;br&gt;just say goodbye, while assuring me she would call again.&lt;br&gt;      In my darkness her light started penetrating.  I started to look &lt;br&gt;forward to her calls.  I started to participate in them.  I came out &lt;br&gt;of my room and stepped back into life.&lt;br&gt;      Then I got too busy to talk to her.  Months went by.  I heard &lt;br&gt;from people in the community that she was sick.  They said she had &lt;br&gt;cancer.  Guilt ridden, I called her and finally made the time to &lt;br&gt;speak with her.&lt;br&gt;      We talked for some time.  She was so happy that I had actually &lt;br&gt;reconnected with her.  She never mentioned being sick.  We made plans &lt;br&gt;to go out for pizza the next Monday night.  She wanted to invite &lt;br&gt;another classmate of ours that she kept in touch with, Sally.  At the &lt;br&gt;end of that call she said, &amp;quot;I love you, Cory.&amp;quot;  My mind registered a &lt;br&gt;goodbye.&lt;br&gt;      I picked Karen up and was unprepared for what I saw.  She was &lt;br&gt;skeletal.  I knew then it was serious.  After dinner that night, &lt;br&gt;Sally and I talked and we both felt an urgency.  We wanted to get all &lt;br&gt;of the classmates that we could find locally together and have a &lt;br&gt;class reunion.  Neither of us felt that Karen would make it until &lt;br&gt;2009.&lt;br&gt;      What happened next was short of amazing.&lt;br&gt;      People we had not seen or talked to for almost 28 years were &lt;br&gt;found with ease.  We had phone numbers, addresses, everything we &lt;br&gt;needed.  We set it for two weeks away and I started making all the &lt;br&gt;arrangements.  No one was more excited than Karen.  The &amp;quot;reunion&amp;quot; was &lt;br&gt;at her funeral a few days later -- just 5 days away from the one we &lt;br&gt;had planned.&lt;br&gt;      This past May, the class of 1979 met once again for our 30th &lt;br&gt;class reunion.  In the year and a half since her death, something &lt;br&gt;amazing had taken place.  The contact we made with each other to &lt;br&gt;rally for her, continued after she died.  We made a connection, we &lt;br&gt;kept in touch.&lt;br&gt;      Our class reunion felt more like a family reunion.  And there is &lt;br&gt;nothing simple about that!&lt;p&gt;                 -- Corrina Jayne Hyde    &amp;lt;moi_cory at &lt;a href="http://yahoo.com"&gt;yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;p&gt;______________________________________________&lt;br&gt;Cory is from Atoka, Oklahoma.  She says, &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m working my dream job at &lt;br&gt;the University in Durant.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;______________________________________________&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://heartwarmers.com"&gt;http://heartwarmers.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-1902624676885409809?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/1902624676885409809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=1902624676885409809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/1902624676885409809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/1902624676885409809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/08/heartwarmers-special-karen.html' title='Heartwarmers:  Special Karen'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-2626536067694449312</id><published>2009-08-24T12:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T12:23:00.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Petwarmers:  All WorthWhile</title><content type='html'>ALL WORTHWHILE&lt;br&gt;by Kathy Whirity&lt;p&gt;      As a dog lover at heart, I love to watch movies starring man&amp;#39;s &lt;br&gt;best friend.&lt;br&gt;      Back when the kids were little we enjoyed the series of &lt;br&gt;Beethoven movies featuring the lovable but beastly St. Bernard.&lt;br&gt;      There&amp;#39;s something entertaining about seeing the out of control &lt;br&gt;antics of our fellow furry friends, probably because it makes us &lt;br&gt;thankful that our pets are not quite as crazy or demanding.&lt;br&gt;      The other night we rented the movie Marley &amp;amp; Me.  All I knew &lt;br&gt;about the story line was that it involved an obnoxiously misbehaved &lt;br&gt;yellow Labrador Retriever.&lt;br&gt;      This dog barked, chewed and ransacked his way through the entire &lt;br&gt;movie.  Jennifer Aniston and Owen Wilson played the beleaguered &lt;br&gt;couple who had their hands full dealing with this disaster of a dog. &lt;br&gt;Even though he was incorrigible, he managed to stay a permanent &lt;br&gt;fixture in the family even after the arrival of three children.&lt;br&gt;      What I wasn&amp;#39;t expecting was how the movie ended.&lt;br&gt;      Somehow I wasn&amp;#39;t expecting it to be a tear jerker but there I &lt;br&gt;sat, sniffling and crying as Marley made it to a ripe old age only to &lt;br&gt;have to be put to sleep due to an irreversible disease.&lt;br&gt;      As Owen Wilson&amp;#39;s character says goodbye to his fur kin I had &lt;br&gt;flash backs of when I was standing in that same emotional place, &lt;br&gt;saying goodbye to a faithful friend.  Unfortunately I found myself &lt;br&gt;being in that position twice.&lt;br&gt;      At 15, make that 105 in dog years, Bingo lived a long and happy &lt;br&gt;life.  Like Marley, she was far from being the perfect pooch.  Her &lt;br&gt;worst behavior was getting into the bread drawer and devouring &lt;br&gt;everything in it every time we left the house. Puppy proofing was a &lt;br&gt;joke because she always managed to steal the contents no matter what &lt;br&gt;we used to keep her out.&lt;br&gt;      Holly was a different story.  She was the first Golden Retriever &lt;br&gt;we owned.  For the first few years she was a hurricane of activity. &lt;br&gt;She chewed everything that wasn&amp;#39;t nailed down.  She had energy that &lt;br&gt;would make the energizer bunny envious.  But as she grew into a more &lt;br&gt;mature dog she outgrew some of those annoying habits.  Sadly, she was &lt;br&gt;only 10 years old when we hugged her tight and said goodbye as she &lt;br&gt;went to sleep for the last time.&lt;br&gt;                                *                 *              * &lt;br&gt;*&lt;br&gt;      Someone once told me that they&amp;#39;d never have a dog because it &lt;br&gt;would be too painful when the time came to say goodbye.&lt;br&gt;      I find that mind set kind of sad.  While it&amp;#39;s true that the &lt;br&gt;goodbyes are heartbreaking it&amp;#39;s the unexpected pleasures that make &lt;br&gt;being a dog owner worthwhile.  There is nothing more loyal than a &lt;br&gt;dog. The swish of the tail tells you in dog language that you&amp;#39;ve made &lt;br&gt;them happy.  A big floppy eared dog with a bone in his mouth just &lt;br&gt;begging for you to play fetch is worth the time it takes to throw it &lt;br&gt;as far as he can run.&lt;br&gt;      Hannah and Henry, our Retrievers in residence, were laying at my &lt;br&gt;feet during our viewing of Marley &amp;amp; Me.  Occasionally Henry would &lt;br&gt;jump up -- his ears perked when the sound of barking was heard. &lt;br&gt;After the noisy scenes he&amp;#39;d come right back and plop down right in &lt;br&gt;front of me.&lt;br&gt;      We have had our share of canine catastrophes like digging holes &lt;br&gt;the size of ditches in our backyard, not to mention the layer of dog &lt;br&gt;hair that is a never ending battle do deal with.  But, would I ever &lt;br&gt;trade these dog days for dogless ones?  No way!&lt;br&gt;      For all their trouble, there is a more than equal amount of &lt;br&gt;happiness they bring to our lives.  And though we must face the &lt;br&gt;inevitable, down the road, the forever memories made with man&amp;#39;s best &lt;br&gt;friend makes it all worthwhile.&lt;p&gt;                   -- Kathy Whirity  &amp;lt;kathywhirity at &lt;a href="http://yahoo.com"&gt;yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;p&gt;___________________________________________&lt;br&gt;Kathy is a syndicated newspaper columnist who shares her sentimental &lt;br&gt;musings on family life.  She is also a contributing author to the &lt;br&gt;Chicken Soup for the Soul series. Kathy and her husband, Bill, are &lt;br&gt;enjoying life as new grandparents.&lt;br&gt;___________________________________________&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://petwarmers.com"&gt;http://petwarmers.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-2626536067694449312?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/2626536067694449312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=2626536067694449312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/2626536067694449312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/2626536067694449312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/08/petwarmers-all-worthwhile.html' title='Petwarmers:  All WorthWhile'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-5421492545547298958</id><published>2009-08-24T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T11:58:49.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings: No Complaints</title><content type='html'>-------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#1243          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;No Complaints&lt;br&gt;==============&lt;p&gt;Pastoring a church teaches you about as much as you teach&lt;br&gt;people. Running a business does the same.&lt;p&gt;As I went to ministers&amp;#39; conferences and talked privately with&lt;br&gt;other ministers, they often pulled me to the side and as a new&lt;br&gt;minister offered me words of counsel and wisdom gleaned from&lt;br&gt;years of experience.&lt;p&gt;One consistent theme kept surfacing. No matter whom I talked&lt;br&gt;with, no matter what denomination, big city or country town,&lt;br&gt;the phenomenon was the same.&lt;p&gt;Minister after minister told me and I began to see that it not&lt;br&gt;only applied to ministry, it applied to life in general.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Heavy givers are light complainers.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Originally I thought, &amp;quot;These men are just focused on money.&lt;br&gt;They are judging people and character based on how much money&lt;br&gt;they put in. That&amp;#39;s wrong.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;In my own church I slowly began to notice a similar pattern,&lt;br&gt;every, not some, but every complainer was a low giver.&lt;br&gt;I was not focused on money in the church, I didn&amp;#39;t even take a&lt;br&gt;salary but the correlation was unmistakable.&lt;br&gt;I saw what the other ministers were talking about.&lt;p&gt;Even MountainWings is the same.&lt;br&gt;We have never had anyone who has made a donation complain.&lt;p&gt;I then began to look around the job for the same phenomenon.&lt;br&gt;Sure enough, heavy givers were light complainers.&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;How can you have a giver at a job?&amp;quot; you ask.&lt;p&gt;President John F. Kennedy perhaps gave us the best statement for&lt;br&gt;separating givers.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Ask not what your country can do for you, but what you can do&lt;br&gt;for your country.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;A giver asks, &amp;quot;What can I do?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Low or non-givers ask, &amp;quot;What can you do for me?&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;We are all mixtures of both qualities but some are more heavily&lt;br&gt;oriented on one end or the other. Usually every family has at&lt;br&gt;least one giver. They are the ones everyone goes to, for help&lt;br&gt;or just to talk. They always have a listening ear and would be&lt;br&gt;the one that most can depend on.&lt;p&gt;They are the givers.&lt;p&gt;They also are usually the one with most unburdened spirit.&lt;br&gt;Giving has that effect. It helps the giver and the receiver.&lt;p&gt;Find someone that is a giver, not stuck with responsibilities&lt;br&gt;that they can&amp;#39;t escape from, but a giver from the heart and ask&lt;br&gt;them, &amp;quot;How&amp;#39;s life?&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Chances are they&amp;#39;ll say,&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ve got no complaints.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;~A MountainWings Original~&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1243.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1243.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-5421492545547298958?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/5421492545547298958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=5421492545547298958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/5421492545547298958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/5421492545547298958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/08/mountainwings-no-complaints.html' title='MountainWings: No Complaints'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-3613533408100712776</id><published>2009-08-24T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T11:53:54.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings:  Life's a Beach</title><content type='html'>-------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#1248          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;Life&amp;#39;s A Beach&lt;br&gt;===============&lt;p&gt;The weather is beautiful.&lt;p&gt;It is hot and sunny; the water must be cold.&lt;p&gt;That&amp;#39;s what I thought as I looked from my room onto the beach.&lt;p&gt;I was in Panama City, Florida.&lt;br&gt;I was on vacation. I took three days to get away alone and rest.&lt;br&gt;The ocean is always a good place to go. It was a holiday weekend.&lt;p&gt;Hot summer holiday weekends are usually crowded in Panama City.&lt;br&gt;The beautiful white beaches draw vacationers from around the&lt;br&gt;world. As I looked out onto the beach from my room, the beach&lt;br&gt;was nearly deserted, and there were only a few people in the&lt;br&gt;water at noon.&lt;p&gt;My only explanation was that the water must have been freezing.&lt;br&gt;That can sometimes happen with the ocean.&lt;br&gt;It can be ninety degrees and yet the ocean can be very cold.&lt;p&gt;I had packed my wetsuit for just such an occasion.&lt;br&gt;I usually swim for a long time, if the water is unusually cold,&lt;br&gt;the wetsuit makes it comfortable.&lt;p&gt;I grabbed my towel, wetsuit, and keys, and headed to the beach.&lt;br&gt;There was an eerie silence magnified by the lack of people.&lt;p&gt;I let my toes slide into the frothing surf as it crashed against&lt;br&gt;the beach. I was expecting liquid ice.&lt;p&gt;It was warm, very warm.&lt;p&gt;I waded out into the ocean, not worrying about bumping into&lt;br&gt;anyone because no one was there.&lt;p&gt;The ocean was beautiful. The water was crystal clear;&lt;br&gt;it felt like a warm bath. It was perfect.&lt;p&gt;Why was I the only one in the water?&lt;br&gt;The thought kept hounding me.&lt;br&gt;This was peak season and a holiday to boot.&lt;p&gt;I swam until my muscles signaled enough exercise for the day.&lt;br&gt;As I walked towards the beach with the surf crashing against my&lt;br&gt;back an old man walked out towards me.  A woman whom I presumed&lt;br&gt;to be his wife watched him from the shore.&lt;p&gt;She shouted something that made me instantly realize why the sea&lt;br&gt;was empty of people.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t worry, I&amp;#39;ll let you know if I see any sharks!&amp;quot; she&lt;br&gt;hollered.&lt;p&gt;That was it, the people were afraid of sharks,&lt;br&gt;that&amp;#39;s why the beach and the ocean were empty!&lt;p&gt;It was a MountainWings Moment.&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#39;t watch the news but I knew about the recent sighting of&lt;br&gt;sharks and the shark attacks off the coast. The fear has&lt;br&gt;frightened an entire nation into staying away from the beach.&lt;p&gt;Listen to this lesson.&lt;p&gt;There are three levels in coming to the beach.&lt;p&gt;First Level - The Room.&lt;p&gt;There is a great benefit in coming to the ocean just to hear&lt;br&gt;the waves crashing all day and night. It soothes and calms the&lt;br&gt;soul. If I had not gone out on the beach, I would have&lt;br&gt;received a great benefit from being in an oceanfront room,&lt;br&gt;to hear the waves, and to watch the sea.&lt;p&gt;Second Level - The Beach.&lt;p&gt;Lying in the sand and letting the sun bathe you in radiant light&lt;br&gt;is an experience. I usually never use a lounge chair, I stretch&lt;br&gt;out directly in the sand. I can use a lounge chair in my back&lt;br&gt;yard, when I come to the ocean, I am a sand man.&lt;p&gt;Have you ever lain on the beach (in the sand) and tapped on the&lt;br&gt;sand? It rings like a wooden floor. I discovered that today.&lt;p&gt;Third Level - The Ocean.&lt;p&gt;Did you know that ocean water is chemically almost identical to&lt;br&gt;blood once you remove the red and white blood cells? Three-fourths&lt;br&gt;of the world is covered with water. Three-fourths of your body&lt;br&gt;is water.&lt;p&gt;The ocean is one of God&amp;#39;s greatest natural creations.&lt;p&gt;So are you.&lt;p&gt;I was tingling all over once I got out of the ocean.&lt;p&gt;So many missed the feeling because they were afraid of being&lt;br&gt;bitten by a shark.&lt;p&gt;Below are the top five biting injuries occurring in 1987&lt;br&gt;in New York City:&lt;p&gt;Dog bites human      8,064&lt;br&gt;Human bites human    1,587&lt;br&gt;Cat bites human        802&lt;br&gt;Wild rat bites human   291&lt;br&gt;Squirrel bites human    95&lt;p&gt;1987 Shark injuries in U.S.A.  13&lt;p&gt;Am I belittling the few shark attacks and the traumatic death of&lt;br&gt;the little boy who died as a result of a shark attack?&lt;br&gt;Of course not, but all too often we let other incidents of the&lt;br&gt;world block us from life.&lt;p&gt;I included the above chart to emphasize that although shark&lt;br&gt;attacks do occur, they are overall, very rare.&lt;p&gt;I asked the fellow at the desk about it.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Yep, visitors are down because of the sharks, but the thing is,&lt;br&gt;there hasn&amp;#39;t been but one shark attack and that was in another&lt;br&gt;city a hundred miles away. Most of what people heard about&lt;br&gt;happened on the Atlantic side and not on this side,&amp;quot; he&lt;br&gt;explained.&lt;p&gt;Here is another chart for 1996:&lt;br&gt;A Comparison with the Number of Injuries&lt;br&gt;Associated with Home-Improvement Equipment&lt;p&gt;Number of Injuries in 1996 from:&lt;br&gt;Nails, screws, tacks, and bolts 198,849&lt;br&gt;Ladders 138,894&lt;br&gt;Toilets 43,687&lt;br&gt;Pruning, trimming, edging 36,091&lt;br&gt;Chain saws 13,458&lt;br&gt;Pliers, wire cutters, and wrenches 15,957&lt;br&gt;Manual-cleaning equipment 14,386&lt;br&gt;Power grinders, buffers, and polishers 13,458&lt;br&gt;Buckets and pails 10,907&lt;br&gt;Room deodorizers and fresheners 2,599&lt;br&gt;Toilet-bowl products 1,567&lt;br&gt;Paints or varnish thinners 1,549&lt;br&gt;Shark injuries and deaths in U.S.A. 18&lt;p&gt;In 1996, you were over two thousand times more likely to be hurt&lt;br&gt;with your toilet than by a shark. Who would imagine that the&lt;br&gt;water in your toilet bowl would pose more danger than all of the&lt;br&gt;sharks, snakes, and other stuff in the ocean? Maybe since 1996&lt;br&gt;toilets have gotten a lot safer and oceans more dangerous,&lt;br&gt;but I doubt it. I wondered, &amp;quot;How do you even get hurt with your&lt;br&gt;toilet?&amp;quot; Those are the facts. That ought to put things in some&lt;br&gt;perspective.&lt;p&gt;Fear causes so many of us to miss out on life and our destinies.&lt;p&gt;The sharks not only kept people out of the water, but out of the&lt;br&gt;rooms with the beautiful view and off of the beach.&lt;p&gt;Understand this:&lt;br&gt;THE FEAR OF THE SHARKS REACHED PLACES,&lt;br&gt;AND KEPT PEOPLE FROM PLACES,&lt;br&gt;WHERE THE SHARKS COULDN&amp;#39;T EVEN GO.&lt;p&gt;Fear will keep you off of all levels of enjoyment,&lt;br&gt;even where there is little or no danger.&lt;p&gt;There are sharks in your world, some real, but most just&lt;br&gt;magnified to the point where they paralyze us in our actions.&lt;p&gt;Did a friend or relative get bitten by the shark of love?&lt;br&gt;Did they get bitten by the shark of business failure?&lt;br&gt;Did they get bitten by the shark of divorce?&lt;br&gt;Did they get bitten by the shark of layoffs?&lt;br&gt;Did they get bitten by the shark of disease?&lt;br&gt;Did they get bitten by the shark of death?&lt;p&gt;Did their bites scare you so much that you won&amp;#39;t go to the room,&lt;br&gt;the beach, or the water?&lt;p&gt;I am typing on my laptop now as I look out on the ocean.&lt;br&gt;The water is warmer than I ever remember. It is 2pm local time.&lt;br&gt;The weather looks like something out of a tropical movie.&lt;br&gt;Looking both ways I can see a mile of beach.&lt;p&gt;There is not ONE person in the water.&lt;p&gt;I am not suggesting that you do stupid and risky things, but the&lt;br&gt;things that hurt most of us are not the things that we fear.&lt;p&gt;Cigarettes are the leading killer in the U.S.&lt;br&gt;Cigarettes will kill more people in the time that it takes you&lt;br&gt;to read this issue of MountainWings than sharks will kill all&lt;br&gt;year, even with the increased shark activity.&lt;p&gt;When is the last time you&amp;#39;ve seen anyone scared of a cigarette?&lt;p&gt;If you are going to be really scared of something, be scared of&lt;br&gt;the terribly frightening things, the things that can destroy&lt;br&gt;both body and soul. A shark can&amp;#39;t do that.&lt;p&gt;Jesus put it this way, &amp;quot;don&amp;#39;t be afraid of those who can kill&lt;br&gt;the body but cannot kill the soul, rather, be afraid of the one&lt;br&gt;that can destroy both body and soul. . .&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Wives hold back from their husbands because they are afraid that&lt;br&gt;if they give him their all, he could one day leave, and they&amp;#39;ve&lt;br&gt;given everything. Husbands hold back from their wives because&lt;br&gt;they are afraid that if they love unconditionally, they may seem&lt;br&gt;weak and lose control.&lt;p&gt;Both lose, and they lose a lot, because of fear.&lt;p&gt;Sharks - where sharks can&amp;#39;t even go.&lt;p&gt;Roosevelt said, &amp;quot;We have nothing to fear but fear itself.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;He knew what he was talking about.&lt;p&gt;The world is full of sharks, but the biggest one of them all,&lt;br&gt;is the shark of FEAR.&lt;p&gt;The shark of fear is not limited by the water.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;So what would I have done if I had seen a shark fin?&lt;p&gt;I would have exited the water most expeditiously,&lt;br&gt;making quite a splash doing it.&lt;p&gt;Then I would have stretched out on the beach, in the sand.&lt;p&gt;Go swim people, it&amp;#39;s warmer than you think, and when you know&lt;br&gt;the truth, there are not as many biting sharks as the world&lt;br&gt;would lead you to believe.&lt;p&gt;Life really is a beach.&lt;p&gt;There is a room with a view, a beach, then a whole ocean&lt;br&gt;awaiting you.&lt;p&gt;Don&amp;#39;t be afraid of the sharks.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Note: Days after I wrote this and first published it, a MountainWings&lt;br&gt;subscriber sent a link with the actual shark attack statistics.&lt;br&gt;There were actually LESS shark attacks than the prior year but the&lt;br&gt;ones that happened got more press.&lt;p&gt;Know the truth...&lt;p&gt;~A MountainWings Original~&lt;p&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1248.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1248.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-3613533408100712776?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-3543303051054254868</id><published>2009-08-24T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T11:49:55.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings: 3 Things you need to do</title><content type='html'>-------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#9229          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;3 Things You Need To Do&lt;br&gt;========================&lt;p&gt;There are three things you need to do.&lt;p&gt;#1 Repent&lt;p&gt;#2 And this is important, forgive yourself&lt;p&gt;#3 Move on with your life.&lt;p&gt;Repent, forgive yourself and move on with your life.&lt;p&gt;We have to realize that we can&amp;#39;t change our past, but we can&lt;br&gt;certainly do something about our present and our future.&lt;p&gt;Yesterday ended last night!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;~excerpted from The MountainWings Power Minute&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.powerminute.com/p/pm09218.mp3"&gt;http://www.powerminute.com/p/pm09218.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9229.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9229.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-3543303051054254868?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/3543303051054254868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=3543303051054254868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Darrell will arrive,&lt;p&gt;Early this morning he caught a flight,&lt;p&gt;And will get to DC by tonight.&lt;p&gt;Sorry, in a long time I haven&amp;#39;t  written,&lt;p&gt;And herein the office where I am sitten,&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s cooler since we insulated the Window,&lt;p&gt;And Back East, I did not go,&lt;p&gt; Work later I will return, Wednesday it will be,&lt;p&gt;And I did not realize over a month since I composed a KDD.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Darrell will be visiting our friend Mimi,She has been living in DC,&lt;p&gt;A week there he will be,&lt;p&gt;They will go to the Newseum and the National Center of the NFB,&lt;p&gt;Not sure else what they will see?,&lt;p&gt;Or do?,&lt;p&gt;And what is  happening for you?&lt;p&gt;  Hope your all well,&lt;p&gt;And recently Darrell upgraded his Dell,&lt;p&gt;To Vista last Weekend,&lt;p&gt;Our  friend Jeff and  his Son Brian, much time they did  Spend,&lt;p&gt; And then the other day Darrell did switch OS, to Windows 7, and it was &lt;br&gt;working fine,&lt;p&gt;Until it became toast,not working, so he hasn&amp;#39;t been online.&lt;p&gt; He  had an issue with the installation, its at Data Doctors,being repaired, &lt;br&gt;His PC is on life Support,&lt;p&gt; And Darrell transferred music files on to my VR Stream, not my Bookport,&lt;p&gt;Files that Tina provided and Jeff did convert into MP3&amp;#39;s for me,&lt;p&gt;Thanks you three J&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking of Jeff, he, Keri and kids  were in town last Weekend, July &lt;br&gt;Thirty-one ,&lt;p&gt; When we get together we have fun&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;,We swam, enjoyed the pool and a movie we did see, it was Cute,&lt;p&gt;And  several times, Darrell&amp;#39;s Computer they had to boot,&lt;p&gt;And many issues  they  had,&lt;p&gt;And Italian food we had,&lt;p&gt;I made  Manicotti and we also had Pizza, and subs for lunch,&lt;p&gt;And Chips and  fruit  to munch,&lt;p&gt;Soda and peach ice Te&lt;p&gt;And the kids played with Netflics and their  Xbox  ,not their WII.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The movie we  saw was called Meranda,as said,it was cute, was okay,&lt;p&gt;And  as I write this, the XM Radio does play.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;July was a  very busy month for me, worked every weekend,&lt;p&gt;And today, I attempted to reach my High School Friend,&lt;p&gt; Mary Anne, From Jersey, she is very dear, close to my heart,&lt;p&gt;And wish XM would play more variety, top hits on the  charts,&lt;p&gt;And some unique stuff, that one doesn&amp;#39;t often hear,&lt;p&gt;And right now,its 95 here,&lt;p&gt;And will be 104 and 96 in DC,&lt;p&gt;And humid and 98 there for Darrell and 105  here  that will be the high,&lt;p&gt;And in 2 hours he will fly,&lt;p&gt;Get on another plane,&lt;p&gt;Traveling to DC, not Boston or Maine.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking of Boston, Mary Anne is there, so her another time I will have to &lt;br&gt;call,&lt;p&gt;And would like to know what is new with you all??,&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As said, working weekends and the hotel  has been a happening place,80 % &lt;br&gt;occupancy, usually Summers are slow, not many guest stay,&lt;p&gt;And later today,&lt;p&gt;Will read a book, do housework, will likely not be up late,&lt;p&gt;And last night Darrell&amp;#39;s Birthday we did Celebrate.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to Outback, since he will be gone,&lt;p&gt; Do not have to get up at  Dawn,&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow, but  another Dental Visit, I will have to make&lt;p&gt; I have 3 more before I get my permanent crown,&lt;p&gt;And tomorrow, will get together with Alice, will run errands in town.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Tuesday, will take Dougie to get Groomed, get shaved, he will like that,&lt;p&gt;And  at the Chiropractor, I will be at,&lt;p&gt;Next door, for a massage and an adjustment, ,its been awhile so one I do &lt;br&gt;need,&lt;p&gt;And I am going to go, have lunch and reed,&lt;p&gt;Another Novel  will be red,,&lt;p&gt;Maybe,later,take a nap, go back to bed? Lol&lt;p&gt; Do take care,alright,&lt;p&gt;And I will try and not wait so long before I write.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-8700799878890724245?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/8700799878890724245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=8700799878890724245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/8700799878890724245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/8700799878890724245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/08/todays-kdd-pool-party-and-darrells-trip.html' title='Today&apos;s KDD:  Pool Party and Darrell&apos;s Trip to DC'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-6938084988441962320</id><published>2009-08-09T10:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T10:38:14.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Petwarmers:  Sleeping Aid</title><content type='html'>SLEEPING AID&lt;br&gt;by P.S. Gifford&lt;p&gt;      Recently I have been through the worst experience of my life --an&lt;br&gt;experience that I wouldn&amp;#39;t wish on my worst enemy.&lt;br&gt;      My wife left me and took the son I had adopted as my own with her.&lt;br&gt;She also took a good deal of furniture and other belongings we had&lt;br&gt;accumulated other the years.&lt;br&gt;      I was shocked.  I never saw it coming.  Sure we had had a few&lt;br&gt;quarrels lately, but nothing worse than an average couple.  Financial woes&lt;br&gt;were tremendous strain on us, but I solemnly believed we could survive&lt;br&gt;it all together.&lt;br&gt;      What she left behind were our dogs -- Sir Winston and Chester.&lt;br&gt;      Now it is remarkable how in tune and sensitive dogs can be.  As I&lt;br&gt;wept on the couch, bewildered and confused, they sat quietly nearby&lt;br&gt;with their tails down.  I knew they understood that two key members of&lt;br&gt;the pack were absent.  I&amp;#39;ve tried to maintain the usual routine over the&lt;br&gt;past few days, which is hard when the person you planned to be with till&lt;br&gt;death did us part was missing.&lt;br&gt;      As a rule, Winston sleeps under our bed and Winston by the open&lt;br&gt;window.  On the first night she wasn&amp;#39;t there, I put Winston on her&lt;br&gt;empty pillow -- a pillow that still spelled provocatively of her scent.&lt;br&gt;He was restless as he sniffed around.  This wasn&amp;#39;t his spot. She might&lt;br&gt;be upset if she returned.&lt;br&gt;      He jumped off the bed and back to his usual position.  So for the&lt;br&gt;following two nights the same sleeping arrangements were maintained.&lt;br&gt;A dog likes to know where he stands in the world and likes to have&lt;br&gt;a routine.&lt;br&gt;      To be honest, I have barely slept in the last four days.  I simply&lt;br&gt;replay memory after memory within my mind&amp;#39;s eye.  Recollecting all of&lt;br&gt;the special, loving moments we had shared.&lt;br&gt;      Morning would arrive and I would take the dogs into the back&lt;br&gt;garden as my morning coffee brewed.  Every night I felt sure that I&lt;br&gt;would sleep the next day.  The second night I tried some sleep aid and&lt;br&gt;yet the restlessness continued.  The next morning, at seven, the only&lt;br&gt;difference was that I had an aching head.&lt;br&gt;      Sleep isn&amp;#39;t the only thing I have been depriving myself.  I have&lt;br&gt;also lost all appetite.  When I attempt to eat food it would lodge in my&lt;br&gt;throat and I would simply feel nauseous.  I lost ten pounds in four days.&lt;br&gt;      Well, last night things were more pleasant.  As we all rested in&lt;br&gt;our designated spots I heard Winston barking.  Thinking he was in need&lt;br&gt;of a late night restroom break, I escorted the two dogs outside. They&lt;br&gt;ran around, looked bemused, and after a few minutes of inactivity we&lt;br&gt;returned back upstairs.&lt;br&gt;      An hour later the same thing happened.  Winston was restless,&lt;br&gt;and once more down the stairs and outside we went.  Still nothing.&lt;br&gt;      It was 5:30am this morning when it happened a third time.  I looked&lt;br&gt;at Winston and something clicked in my head.  With a swoop of my arm&lt;br&gt;I picked him up and placed him on Sarah&amp;#39;s pillow.  He responded with a&lt;br&gt;flurry of kisses then rolled on his back, nestled against my cheek and&lt;br&gt;fell into a sleep.&lt;br&gt;      Shortly after, I too must have fallen asleep because the next&lt;br&gt;thing I knew it was 9am!  I looked at Winston who was peering at me&lt;br&gt;through smiling eyes and gave his fuzzy head a good scratch.&lt;br&gt;      &amp;quot;Good boy,&amp;quot; I said through a yawn.  Once more he attacked me with &lt;br&gt;kisses.&lt;br&gt;      I am a lot brighter today, and I feel we have a new family routine.&lt;br&gt;I am also going to try and eat a little breakfast.&lt;p&gt;                    -- P.S. 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Share articles, funny stories and funny&lt;br&gt;greetings.  Your gift will say, &amp;quot;I love to laugh with you.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;4) THE GIFT OF A WRITTEN NOTE...&lt;br&gt;It can be a simple &amp;quot;Thanks for the help&amp;quot; note or a full sonnet.&lt;br&gt;A brief, handwritten note may be remembered for a lifetime, and&lt;br&gt;may even change a life.&lt;p&gt;5) THE GIFT OF A COMPLIMENT...&lt;br&gt;A simple and sincere, &amp;quot;You look great in red,&amp;quot; &amp;quot;You did a super&lt;br&gt;job&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;That was a wonderful meal&amp;quot; can make someone&amp;#39;s day.&lt;p&gt;6) THE GIFT OF A FAVOR...&lt;br&gt;Every day, go out of your way to do something kind.&lt;br&gt;Helping elderly cross the road can be nice.&lt;p&gt;7) THE GIFT OF SOLITUDE...&lt;br&gt;There are times when we want nothing better than to be left&lt;br&gt;alone.  Be sensitive to those times and give the gift of&lt;br&gt;solitude to others.&lt;p&gt;8) THE GIFT OF A CHEERFUL DISPOSITION...&lt;br&gt;The easiest way to feel good is to extend a kind word to&lt;br&gt;someone, really it&amp;#39;s not that hard to say, Hello or Thank You.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;~Author Unknown~&lt;p&gt;Thank you for inviting MountainWings in your mailbox.&lt;br&gt;See you tomorrow.&lt;p&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1234.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1234.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-5052456613361200933?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/5052456613361200933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=5052456613361200933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/5052456613361200933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/5052456613361200933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/08/mountainwings-8-gifts.html' title='MountainWings: 8 Gifts'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-5176707407509731495</id><published>2009-08-09T10:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T10:29:33.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings:  How To Beat Traffic</title><content type='html'>MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#1239          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;How To Beat Traffic&lt;br&gt;====================&lt;p&gt;If you want to beat traffic. . .&lt;p&gt;Pick some fruit!!&lt;p&gt;Yesterday it took me an hour and fifteen minutes to go 10 miles.&lt;p&gt;I was frustrated.&lt;br&gt;I was powerless.&lt;br&gt;I was exhausted.&lt;br&gt;I was grateful.&lt;br&gt;I was victorious.&lt;br&gt;I was energized.&lt;p&gt;Heavy traffic volumes are a fact of life in any big city.&lt;br&gt;Many of the local governments fund road improvement programs,&lt;br&gt;only to close lanes as they improve the roads.&lt;p&gt;Lanes close, traffic increases, people get more frustrated and&lt;br&gt;distracted, they have accidents, they cause more traffic&lt;br&gt;pile-ups.&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s a vicious cycle.&lt;p&gt;It is often said that a person&amp;#39;s first reaction in times of&lt;br&gt;crisis tells a lot about that person.  I say that a person&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt;reaction while traveling six inches per minute tells even more&lt;br&gt;about that person.&lt;p&gt;Sitting in traffic is one of the best times to pick some fruit.&lt;p&gt;Pick some patience. . .&lt;br&gt;You&amp;#39;ll be able to relax.&lt;br&gt;After all, you&amp;#39;ll be sitting there for a while anyway.&lt;p&gt;Pick some peace. . .&lt;br&gt;Try something different --- instead of listening to the radio&lt;br&gt;traffic reports about the traffic you&amp;#39;re sitting in, turn the&lt;br&gt;radio off.  Play a classical CD.&lt;br&gt;Or better yet, just enjoy the quiet time.&lt;p&gt;Pick some kindness. . .&lt;br&gt;Smile at the person in the car next to you.&lt;br&gt;Now that&amp;#39;s really different!&lt;p&gt;Pick some love. . .&lt;br&gt;Start a conversation with your spouse or child about something&lt;br&gt;you know is bothering them.  Time spent driving can be time&lt;br&gt;spent talking and understanding each other.&lt;p&gt;Pick some joy. . .&lt;br&gt;Be thankful that you&amp;#39;re not the person involved in the calamity&lt;br&gt;that&amp;#39;s causing the traffic.&lt;p&gt;Pick some faith. . .&lt;br&gt;Take this time to look up at the sky, observe the trees,&lt;br&gt;marvel at the birds.  Think about your own life.&lt;br&gt;Then you&amp;#39;ll know for sure that there is a God.&lt;p&gt;Pick some gentleness. . .&lt;br&gt;I know you have a cell phone, so pick it up and call someone you&lt;br&gt;haven&amp;#39;t spoken to in months.  You still remember the number.&lt;p&gt;Pick some goodness. . .&lt;br&gt;Plan a good deed that you&amp;#39;ll do for someone as soon as you get&lt;br&gt;out of the traffic.  Maybe there&amp;#39;s something you can do&lt;br&gt;immediately to help the person on the side of the road.&lt;p&gt;Pick some meekness. . .&lt;br&gt;No matter what kind of car you&amp;#39;re riding in, understand that&lt;br&gt;it&amp;#39;s not by your own works that you were able to obtain it.&lt;p&gt;Once you pick your fruit, your frustration, powerlessness, and&lt;br&gt;exhaustion will transform into gratitude, victory and energy.&lt;p&gt;You&amp;#39;ll have a new outlook on life all because you pulled over,&lt;p&gt;. . . and decided to pick some fruit.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;~A Mountain Wings Original by C. Elijah Bronner~&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1239.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1239.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-5176707407509731495?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/5176707407509731495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=5176707407509731495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/5176707407509731495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/5176707407509731495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/08/mountainwings-how-to-beat-traffic.html' title='MountainWings:  How To Beat Traffic'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-9132398940025929664</id><published>2009-07-29T20:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:16:54.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings:  Taters</title><content type='html'>-------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#9203          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;Taters&lt;br&gt;=======&lt;p&gt;Taters are a colloquial pronunciation of potatoes and thus&lt;br&gt;these are the local varieties of taters.&lt;p&gt;Some people never seem motivated to participate, but are just&lt;br&gt;content to watch while others do the work.&lt;br&gt;~They are called &amp;quot;Spec Taters&amp;quot;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Some people never do anything to help,&lt;br&gt;but are gifted at finding fault with the way others do the work.&lt;br&gt;~They are called &amp;quot;Comment Taters&amp;quot;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Some people are very bossy and like to tell others what to do,&lt;br&gt;but don&amp;#39;t want to soil their own hands.&lt;br&gt;~They are called &amp;quot;Dick Taters&amp;quot;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Some people are always looking to cause problems by asking&lt;br&gt;others to agree with them. It is too hot or too cold, too sour&lt;br&gt;or too sweet.&lt;br&gt;~They are called &amp;quot;Agie Taters&amp;quot;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;There are those who say they will help, but somehow just never&lt;br&gt;get around to actually doing the promised help.&lt;br&gt;~They are called &amp;quot;Hezzie Taters&amp;quot;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Some people can put up a front and pretend to be someone they&lt;br&gt;are not.&lt;br&gt;~They are called &amp;quot;Emma Taters&amp;quot;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then there are those who love others and do what they say they&lt;br&gt;will. They are always prepared to stop whatever they are doing&lt;br&gt;and lend a helping hand. They bring real sunshine into the lives&lt;br&gt;of others.&lt;br&gt;~They are called &amp;quot;Sweet Taters&amp;quot;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9203.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9203.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-9132398940025929664?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/9132398940025929664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=9132398940025929664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/9132398940025929664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/9132398940025929664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/07/mountainwings-taters.html' title='MountainWings:  Taters'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-5310986033932787318</id><published>2009-07-29T20:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:13:51.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings: Doggie talk</title><content type='html'>MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#1233          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;Doggie Talk&lt;br&gt;============&lt;p&gt;In the country at my grandmother&amp;#39;s house, I was in the back yard&lt;br&gt;with my son. He saw a dog walking across the yard.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Daddy, how do you say, come to me, to a dog?&amp;quot; he asked.&lt;p&gt;A child can ask simple questions that have universal and far&lt;br&gt;reaching implications.&lt;p&gt;There is no doggy language that literally says, &amp;quot;Come to me.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;You have to say it through tone and gesture. A dog has to FEEL&lt;br&gt;that you want him to come to you and the dog has to feel that&lt;br&gt;it&amp;#39;s safe and beneficial for him to come to you.&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s the same with people. We really don&amp;#39;t say, &amp;quot;Be my friend&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;with words. We do it with tone and gesture and we have to make&lt;br&gt;the other person feel that it&amp;#39;s safe and beneficial for them to&lt;br&gt;be our friend, wife, husband, boyfriend/girlfriend, employee or&lt;br&gt;employer.&lt;p&gt;Even sales consists of a lot of doggy talk.&lt;br&gt;If a salesperson is rude with a mean tone, you won&amp;#39;t come.&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#39;t want you to think of people as dogs, but understand that&lt;br&gt;we really convey more on the unspoken than the spoken level.&lt;p&gt;Tone and gesture.&lt;p&gt;Dogs can&amp;#39;t understand our language, but a dog knows the&lt;br&gt;difference between being stumbled over and kicked.&lt;p&gt;So do people, regardless of what your words are.&lt;p&gt;Tone and gesture.&lt;p&gt;People with pets live longer.&lt;p&gt;Maybe they learn how to communicate better on the unspoken level&lt;br&gt;and it carries over to the people side.&lt;p&gt;Just maybe we should all learn the secret of how to say&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Come to me&amp;quot; to a dog.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;~A MountainWings Original~&lt;p&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1233.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1233.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-5310986033932787318?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/5310986033932787318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=5310986033932787318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/5310986033932787318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/5310986033932787318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/07/mountainwings-doggie-talk.html' title='MountainWings: Doggie talk'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-1844823629596405467</id><published>2009-07-29T20:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:06:57.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PetWarmers:  Like All the Other Kids</title><content type='html'>LIKE ALL THE OTHER KIDS&lt;br&gt;by Laura Kelley&lt;p&gt;      My first Schnauzer, Syd, had been owned by a family with kids&lt;br&gt;before he came into my life.&lt;br&gt;      At age 8, he got lost and somehow ended up running into my downtown&lt;br&gt;office.  When I finally found out who his owners were, they told me they&lt;br&gt;didn&amp;#39;t want him back, saying he didn&amp;#39;t like their small kids.&lt;br&gt;      I had no children, and was delighted to have such a sweet little&lt;br&gt;dog.  I soon found out there had been some parts of living with children&lt;br&gt;that Syd had liked, though.&lt;br&gt;      One afternoon while out for a walk, he began pulling me as hard&lt;br&gt;as he could, which was unusual for gentle little Syd.  I let him lead,&lt;br&gt;and he would turn right at one corner, left at another, and clearly had&lt;br&gt;some purpose.&lt;br&gt;      I never connected his behavior with the distant jingle of ice&lt;br&gt;cream truck music until we turned down the street it was on, and he made&lt;br&gt;a bee line for it.  I bought him a popsicle, and he was delighted.&lt;br&gt;      Eventually the ice cream truck started coming through our apartment&lt;br&gt;complex&amp;#39;s driveway.  Syd always heard it in plenty of time to let me know,&lt;br&gt;so I could get my money ready and his leash on, and we&amp;#39;d go out and line&lt;br&gt;up with all the other &amp;quot;kids&amp;quot; to get his popsicle.  He seemed to have&lt;br&gt;no idea he wasn&amp;#39;t one of them.  The children thought it was hysterical&lt;br&gt;and would offer him a lick of theirs, to the horror of their parents.&lt;br&gt;In the aftermath, other moms would be wiping sticky little hands and&lt;br&gt;faces, and I&amp;#39;d be wiping Syd&amp;#39;s beard.&lt;br&gt;      In time, I adopted two more Schnauzers and bought a house.&lt;br&gt;The others learned the routine from him, and I&amp;#39;d have three little&lt;br&gt;bearded faces pressed against the fence when the familiar refrains&lt;br&gt;sounded through the streets of our new neighborhood.&lt;br&gt;      Since he was my first, I always let him be the one to go out to&lt;br&gt;the street with me to get the treat to be shared.  This was our afternoon&lt;br&gt;routine for the next nine summers.&lt;br&gt;      Syd died at the age of 17, in late September, after the ice cream&lt;br&gt;truck season had ended.&lt;br&gt;      The first time the ice cream truck jingled down the street the next&lt;br&gt;spring, I reflexively reached into my pocket, praying I had the cash to&lt;br&gt;get Syd his ice cream.  Then I sat down on the steps and sobbed when it&lt;br&gt;hit me that he wasn&amp;#39;t there.&lt;br&gt;      In a neighborhood of mainly older folks and young, as-yet childless&lt;br&gt;couples, the ice cream trucks must not do well.  Their popsicles are&lt;br&gt;overpriced, often freezer-burned.  Some of the neighbors complain about&lt;br&gt;the volume of the music and the speeds at which they drive.&lt;br&gt;      But that tinny music warms my heart, because I can see Syd sitting&lt;br&gt;at the door, eagerly waiting to line up for his afternoon treat with&lt;br&gt;all the other kids.&lt;p&gt;                          -- Laura Kelley &amp;lt;lek1 at &lt;a href="http://bellsouth.net"&gt;bellsouth.net&lt;/a&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;p&gt;___________________________________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-1844823629596405467?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/1844823629596405467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=1844823629596405467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/1844823629596405467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/1844823629596405467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/07/petwarmers-like-all-other-kids.html' title='PetWarmers:  Like All the Other Kids'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-3771969799070978903</id><published>2009-07-12T21:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:30:51.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings:  The Waves</title><content type='html'>Hello,&lt;br&gt;I first saw this message a year  or  so ago.  But this message  was sent &lt;br&gt;again to all of  us who subscribe to Mountain Wings. The message is a very &lt;br&gt;good one and a  excellent reminder. Some of you ,may have   seen this before &lt;br&gt;while others of you are  reading it for the first time. Enjoy,ponder,reflect &lt;br&gt;but  continue to ride the &amp;quot;waves&amp;quot;. :)Look below&lt;p&gt;MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#1229          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;The Waves&lt;br&gt;==========&lt;p&gt;One moment you have shortage. . .&lt;br&gt;The next you have excess. . .&lt;p&gt;One day you have nothing to do. . .&lt;br&gt;The next you don&amp;#39;t have time to get it all done. . .&lt;p&gt;One day the refrigerator is empty and you are hungry. . .&lt;br&gt;The next you have a half eaten meal in front of you and you are&lt;br&gt;stuffed. . .&lt;p&gt;One month you&amp;#39;ve got money to spare and you wonder what to buy&lt;br&gt;The next you&amp;#39;ve got a bounced check. . .&lt;p&gt;One moment you are full of energy and can&amp;#39;t go to sleep. . .&lt;br&gt;The next you are drained and can&amp;#39;t get up. . .&lt;p&gt;One day you are the center of attention. . .&lt;br&gt;The next you wonder if anyone knows you are alive. . .&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s the waves of life.&lt;br&gt;They carry us up and down and all around.&lt;p&gt;Money, friends, your body, your relationships, your job, and the&lt;br&gt;rest of the list, they all vary. They all go in waves.&lt;p&gt;It took me a while to really understand the statement,&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;The Kingdom of Heaven is Within.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;No commercial can show you that.&lt;p&gt;Commercials make you believe it&amp;#39;s in the jazzy new car or the&lt;br&gt;big screen TV. Yes, those things can thrill you for a moment,&lt;br&gt;but it&amp;#39;s only a wave. After a little while, the thrill is gone.&lt;p&gt;I have always recognized that if money and things brought happiness,&lt;br&gt;then all rich people with things would be happy.&lt;p&gt;It ain&amp;#39;t so.&lt;p&gt;We easily see how poverty can cause unhappiness, but we are&lt;br&gt;deluded into believing that money solves all things.&lt;p&gt;Life is full of stuff. I wouldn&amp;#39;t trade my life with anyone,&lt;br&gt;it&amp;#39;s one of the most blessed that I know, but it&amp;#39;s still full of&lt;br&gt;stuff. One thing after another, one challenge after another,&lt;br&gt;one situation after another, day by day, never-ending . . .&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s the waves and there is no stopping them from the outside.&lt;p&gt;You can only calm the inside, so that like a submarine, you ride&lt;br&gt;deep beneath the waves.&lt;p&gt;Though a storm is raging, you are at peace.&lt;p&gt;Most are tossed and turned by waves.&lt;br&gt;Some like the sub, ride deep beneath the daily storms in peace.&lt;br&gt;Some simply surf the waves and have a lot of fun.&lt;br&gt;Some drown.&lt;p&gt;You can&amp;#39;t stop the waves; it&amp;#39;s the nature of the ocean of life.&lt;p&gt;You can only choose which method you will use to handle them.&lt;p&gt;You can be tossed like most.&lt;br&gt;You can drown like many.&lt;br&gt;You can surf and have fun while you can, but even a surfer gets&lt;br&gt;tired and there&amp;#39;s nowhere to sleep on a surfboard.&lt;p&gt;To ride comfortably beneath the waves requires a ship containing&lt;br&gt;breath that is not our own.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;That ship. . .&lt;p&gt;. . . is not crowded.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Peace  -  Be Still&lt;p&gt;~A MountainWings Original~&lt;p&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1229.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1229.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-3771969799070978903?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/3771969799070978903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=3771969799070978903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/3771969799070978903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/3771969799070978903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/07/mountainwings-waves.html' title='MountainWings:  The Waves'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-3051084546491338738</id><published>2009-07-03T21:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T21:29:12.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings:  RSL</title><content type='html'>MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#1226          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;RSL?&lt;br&gt;====&lt;p&gt;Are you a Reason, a Season, or a Lifetime?&lt;p&gt;Pay attention to what you read.  After you read this, you will&lt;br&gt;know the reason it was sent to you!&lt;p&gt;People come into your life for a reason, a season, or a&lt;br&gt;lifetime.  When you figure out which one it is, you will know&lt;br&gt;what to do for each person.&lt;p&gt;REASON:&lt;p&gt;When someone is in your life for a REASON. . .&lt;br&gt;It is usually to meet a need you have expressed.  They have come&lt;br&gt;to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance&lt;br&gt;and support, to aid you physically, emotionally, or spiritually.&lt;br&gt;They may seem like a godsend, and they are!  They are there for&lt;br&gt;the reason you need them to be.&lt;p&gt;Then, without any wrong doing on your part or at an&lt;br&gt;inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring&lt;br&gt;the relationship to an end.&lt;p&gt;Sometimes they die.&lt;br&gt;Sometimes they walk away.&lt;br&gt;Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.&lt;p&gt;What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire&lt;br&gt;fulfilled, their work is done.&lt;p&gt;The prayer you sent up has been answered.&lt;p&gt;And now it is time to move on.&lt;p&gt;SEASON:&lt;p&gt;When people come into your life for a SEASON it is because your&lt;br&gt;turn has come to share, grow, or learn.  They bring you an&lt;br&gt;experience of peace or make you laugh.  They may teach you&lt;br&gt;something you have never done.  They usually give you an&lt;br&gt;unbelievable amount of joy.  Believe it!  It is real!&lt;p&gt;But, only for a season.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;LIFETIME:&lt;p&gt;LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons; things you&lt;br&gt;must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation.&lt;p&gt;Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person, and put what&lt;br&gt;you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of&lt;br&gt;your life.&lt;p&gt;It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.&lt;p&gt;Thank you for being a part of my life.&lt;p&gt;~&amp;#169;Brian A. &amp;quot;Drew&amp;quot; Chalker~&lt;p&gt;Stop here and just SMILE.&lt;p&gt;Work like you don&amp;#39;t need the money.&lt;br&gt;Love like you&amp;#39;ve never been hurt.&lt;br&gt;And dance like no one is watching.&lt;p&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1226.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1226.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-3051084546491338738?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/3051084546491338738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=3051084546491338738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/3051084546491338738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/3051084546491338738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/07/mountainwings-rsl.html' title='MountainWings:  RSL'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-8302527016536419469</id><published>2009-07-01T14:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T14:44:50.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings:  Lights Out</title><content type='html'>MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#9156          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;Light&amp;#39;s Out&lt;br&gt;============&lt;p&gt;I live in Atlanta, Georgia and we had a thunderstorm last night&lt;br&gt;that knocked our power out. It went out around 12:30a.m. I was&lt;br&gt;still awake, that&amp;#39;s how I know what time it started. I went to&lt;br&gt;bed soon after the storm began. All of the power was out.&lt;p&gt;When I woke up this morning the power was still out!&lt;br&gt;My two oldest sons and myself had to get dressed and ready for&lt;br&gt;school and work. When they awoke and tried to flip on the light&lt;br&gt;switch it didn&amp;#39;t work, when they looked up at the microwave to&lt;br&gt;check the time it didn&amp;#39;t work, when my oldest son tried to get&lt;br&gt;two minutes in on his play station it didn&amp;#39;t work, when my&lt;br&gt;youngest son tried to turn on The Disney channel it didn&amp;#39;t work!&lt;p&gt;Nothing that required power (electricity) was in working order!&lt;br&gt;This was a MountainWings Moment. In spite of all things that&lt;br&gt;were not working, everything was still alright. I opened all of&lt;br&gt;the blinds and doors and there was light. I could use my senses&lt;br&gt;to find things that I could not physically see. I realized that&lt;br&gt;God has given me all of the things that I need.&lt;p&gt;When storms come your way, know that God will make a way for you&lt;br&gt;to see. He will provide light when all of man&amp;#39;s techniques&lt;br&gt;fail. So the next time a storm comes into your life, remember&lt;br&gt;that after the storm the light of God will always shine through!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;~A MountainWings Original by Veronica Williamson, Atlanta, GA~&lt;p&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9156.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9156.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-8302527016536419469?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/8302527016536419469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=8302527016536419469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/8302527016536419469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/8302527016536419469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/07/mountainwings-lights-out.html' title='MountainWings:  Lights Out'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-4351322085527446585</id><published>2009-07-01T14:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T14:41:46.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings;  Judge Gently</title><content type='html'>MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#9174          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;Judge Gently&lt;br&gt;=============&lt;p&gt;Pray, don&amp;#39;t find fault with the man who limps&lt;br&gt;Or stumbles along the road.&lt;br&gt;Unless you have worn the shoes he wears&lt;br&gt;Or struggled beneath his load.&lt;p&gt;There may be tacks in his shoes that hurt&lt;br&gt;Though hidden away from view.&lt;br&gt;Or the burden he bears placed on your back&lt;br&gt;Might cause you to stumble too.&lt;p&gt;Don&amp;#39;t sneer at the man who&amp;#39;s down today&lt;br&gt;Unless you have felt the blow&lt;br&gt;That caused his fall or felt the shame&lt;br&gt;That only the fallen know.&lt;p&gt;You may be strong but still the blows&lt;br&gt;That was his if dealt to you&lt;br&gt;In the selfsame way, at the selfsame time&lt;br&gt;Might cause you to stagger too.&lt;p&gt;Don&amp;#39;t be too harsh with the man who sins&lt;br&gt;Or pelt him with word or stone&lt;br&gt;Unless you are sure - yea, doubly sure&lt;br&gt;That you have no sins of your own.&lt;p&gt;For you know, perhaps,&lt;br&gt;If the tempter&amp;#39;s voice should whisper as soft to you&lt;br&gt;As it did to him when he went astray&lt;br&gt;It might cause you to falter too.&lt;p&gt;~Author Unknown &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9174.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9174.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-4351322085527446585?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/4351322085527446585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=4351322085527446585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/4351322085527446585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/4351322085527446585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/07/mountainwings-judge-gently.html' title='MountainWings;  Judge Gently'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-5693872464698443517</id><published>2009-06-29T19:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:48:18.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's KDD:   My Health,Work,Accessability and   Celebrities Passing</title><content type='html'>Its 4;35 on Monday June Twenty-nine,&lt;br&gt;Hope your all well ,doing fine?&lt;p&gt;I know,its been awhile since I have written,&lt;br&gt;and my site,some of you have been hitten,&lt;br&gt; been visiting,nothing posted to the blog,&lt;br&gt; and your wondering how  are, Darrell,me and Dougie Dog?.&lt;p&gt;I have not been able to create  daily doses since the work issues over a &lt;br&gt;year ago,&lt;br&gt;and so, the creativity and inspiration does no longer easily flow.&lt;p&gt;Most of my material I  would get on the way to work,at the office or on the &lt;br&gt;commute home&lt;br&gt; that would set the tone,&lt;br&gt;and enable  me to compose a Kdd,&lt;br&gt;and I am out of practice you see.&lt;p&gt;I am not naturally gifted to write poetry,but do like to write,&lt;br&gt;Maybe,some day, classes I will take,some day I might.&lt;p&gt;Not much has happened since,just  keeping busy from day to day,from Sunrise &lt;br&gt;to Sunset,&lt;br&gt;working, Doctors appointments ,,playing on the net&lt;br&gt;Visiting with Friends,paying Bills,cleaning out sheds,&lt;br&gt;dishes,vacuuming,laundry,making beds.&lt;br&gt; Just like the rest of you&lt;br&gt;for us nothing much new.,&lt;p&gt;I am doing much better than I was 2 months ago,&lt;br&gt;I can breathe  pretty well,except,when someone, their lawn,they do mow&lt;br&gt; I still have allergies  to pollen and fresh grass Like I had before,&lt;br&gt;but I am not wheezing and coughing anymore&lt;br&gt; not feeling fatigued or having sleepless nights,&lt;br&gt;nor is my chest  feeling tight&lt;br&gt; I do have asthma and take an inhaler, its mild,not that bad.   best I have &lt;br&gt;felt since last fall,&lt;br&gt;so,what is happening for you all?,&lt;p&gt;I have posted some Mountain Wings messages, I get each day from week to &lt;br&gt;week,&lt;br&gt;Their message,maybe you seek&lt;br&gt; I appreciate the MountainWings messages that is sent to my  e--mail each &lt;br&gt;day,&lt;br&gt;and I am sure you all heard about the Celebrities that passed away?&lt;p&gt;First, Ed Mc Mann,Farrah Fawcet,Michael Jackson and Billy Mays,&lt;br&gt;All within  just a few days,&lt;br&gt;All the radio stations are playing Michael&amp;#39;s music and jokes are  being told&lt;br&gt;though,some are funny,its inappropriate and rather cold,&lt;br&gt;and in poor taste  at this time, so soon after,&lt;br&gt;Despite the fact some of  them trigger laughter.&lt;p&gt;Speaking of laughter,I go into an asthma attack then.  its kind of scary and &lt;br&gt;uncomfortable indeed,&lt;br&gt;and recently,another Dean Koontz Novel I did read.&lt;p&gt; Its called  &amp;quot;Relentless&amp;quot; and one that I would  definitely recommend,&lt;br&gt;Its excellent! lots of twist and turns till the very end.&lt;p&gt;Anyway, The Celebrities that just passed,were Icons,  part of the TV &lt;br&gt;generation&lt;br&gt; I am sure everybody  across the nation,&lt;br&gt;and around the world,heard.   I am sure to many,a  shock&lt;br&gt;I Remember, Star Search,Charlie&amp;#39;s Angels and Michael doing the Moon Walk.&lt;br&gt;I  didn&amp;#39;t think much of him but his music ,did enjoy,&lt;br&gt;He was in show business since a very young boy&lt;br&gt;Remember the Jackson Five,&lt;br&gt;Still can&amp;#39;t believe,none of these People are Alive.&lt;p&gt; Farrah  was a strong lady, her cancer  she fought,&lt;br&gt; I am sure treatment she sought,&lt;br&gt;but the battle she lost,she is at peace,at rest&lt;br&gt; That is for the best.&lt;p&gt;Darrell is doing fine,&lt;br&gt;Spending much time online,&lt;br&gt;Blogging and Tweeting,&lt;br&gt;many discussions he is leading,&lt;br&gt;on accessibility,&lt;br&gt;to help those of us who can&amp;#39;t see.&lt;p&gt;He is applying skills he learned in his journalism classes this past year,&lt;br&gt;and is hoping to have a career,&lt;br&gt;in this field,combine his knowledge of technology and his  passion to help &lt;br&gt;others,not just in our nation, but all Continents,&lt;br&gt;sometimes,often,these discussions,get intense,&lt;br&gt; are quite lively indeed,&lt;br&gt; why don&amp;#39;t you  go read,&lt;br&gt;his blog,go see,&lt;br&gt;Right now,Darrell,the NFB and ACB,&lt;br&gt;Are all suing ASU ,&lt;br&gt;Will be interesting when,this is all through.&lt;p&gt;Darrell and these two blind organizations filed a complaint because of the &lt;br&gt;Kindle device not being accessible,blind students,it,they can&amp;#39;t use&lt;br&gt; Perhaps, this article,reached the news?&lt;br&gt;That you  red all about it? if not take a look,&lt;br&gt;The Kindle can readE -books,and we can&amp;#39;t&lt;br&gt; I am sure,some do rant,&lt;br&gt;and rave,think the lawsuit is pointless,Resources  should be allocated &lt;br&gt;another way,&lt;br&gt;and this  became  public just the other day&lt;p&gt;Blind Students should  have access  to the same information and be able to &lt;br&gt;use  any tech device,as their sighted  classmates,&lt;br&gt;and Evidently,they are  suing 5  Universities,not sure  which other ones or &lt;br&gt;states,&lt;br&gt;Don&amp;#39;t know, if this will go to Trial,&lt;br&gt;I am sure,it will take awhile.&lt;p&gt;Darrell is a plaintiff   in this case,says Testifying,would be fun,&lt;br&gt;What wil be the outcome,when this is done?&lt;p&gt;This is giving him a great opportunity to help the blind and incorporate his &lt;br&gt;journalistic techniques ,be a reporter,to investigate,&lt;br&gt;on this subject,has had debates,&lt;br&gt;Though,much,right now,he can&amp;#39;t say,without seeking  legal council ahead of &lt;br&gt;time,&lt;br&gt;and other things he is blogging about online.&lt;p&gt;Mostly reporting about sites that  don&amp;#39;t have Audio CAPTCHA or web sites &lt;br&gt;that we can&amp;#39;t shop on, and access due to security measures that are taken,&lt;br&gt; I think some progress  he is making.&lt;p&gt;He is interviewing,conducting research and utilizing   knowledge gained,&lt;br&gt;being proactive,despite those who  have complained,&lt;br&gt;He has been a writing fool,&lt;br&gt;Also  he too,is reading Novels and swimming in the  pool.&lt;p&gt;He  will ,should be starting a Campus job very soon  at ASU,&lt;br&gt;He will be a Research Assistant,that is what he will do&lt;p&gt;Dougie Dog is fine,is the same old adorible dog,&lt;br&gt; He is mentioned,here often on the blog&lt;br&gt; He is getting old and       medicine  he is taking,has trouble with his &lt;br&gt;Bowels,&lt;br&gt;Garks some, but doesnot howell,&lt;br&gt;at the moon,&lt;br&gt;or the wind or the rain or sleet lol,&lt;br&gt;and he too,doesn&amp;#39;t like this heat.&lt;p&gt;Its getting wicked hot 107,but it will get cooler,not by much,&lt;br&gt;expecting rain,with you all,love to keepin touch.&lt;p&gt;Work  from a business perspective  has been great,&lt;br&gt;We are sold out,more than most Hotels in the Valley or the state,&lt;br&gt;Witch in many ways is a very good thing,But it snot even Labor Day.  Then, &lt;br&gt;we will be in   full swing&lt;p&gt;The types of Guests  that stay are not the same,that we get,when in Season,&lt;br&gt;The much lower rates  is likely the reason&lt;br&gt; Rates  reduced in half and also locals come stay,&lt;br&gt;so we have more folks   here, to have fun,play&lt;br&gt; rather,then conducting Business&lt;br&gt; we have Families come to the West,&lt;br&gt;and some do Business.   our meeting Space is  being filled by groups,various &lt;br&gt;corporations,&lt;br&gt;or people on vacation&lt;p&gt;WE have the Championship Golf,the 3-story slide,numerous of pools and tennis &lt;br&gt;Courts,&lt;br&gt;Some dressed in Suits while others in shorts&lt;br&gt;or bathing suits  every attire,all kinds of shoes,&lt;br&gt;and several activities,like you were on a cruise&lt;br&gt;From boat rides   to dive-in  movies on a Saturday night,&lt;br&gt;to dinner under candle light&lt;br&gt;Nice comfy beds,bike trails and horseback&lt;br&gt; its no wonder  guest come back,&lt;br&gt;and stay with us.   I am grateful,glad,&lt;br&gt;but,these days, many  rough days I have had,,&lt;br&gt; has been stressful ,hectic and  crazy,&lt;br&gt; There is much work,no time for boredom or  being lazy lol.&lt;p&gt;Phone lines ringing off the hook,radio&amp;#39;s beeping,and my computer &lt;br&gt;talking,jabbering  away,&lt;br&gt;taking several  requests an hour throughout the day,&lt;br&gt;much to juggle,need to prioritize,&lt;br&gt;This is very wise.&lt;p&gt; While most are Celebrating our Country&amp;#39;s Independence,with Fireworks and &lt;br&gt;picnic fun,&lt;br&gt;I will have much work,that will have to be done,&lt;br&gt;I will be working the  entire Holiday,which is a bummer,&lt;br&gt;but,will take a few vacation days later in the summer.&lt;p&gt; We  plan on having  Jeff and Keri and Kids down in late  July,&lt;br&gt;we all love Pool  parties,swimming,barbecues,that is why&lt;br&gt; will celebrate Birthday&amp;#39;s.    Darrell&amp;#39;s,Jeff&amp;#39;s, Keri&amp;#39;s and their son &lt;br&gt;David&amp;#39;s,not Brian&amp;#39;s or mine,&lt;br&gt;will spend less time on line,&lt;br&gt;will not be composing KDd&amp;#39;s,facebooking or tweeting&lt;br&gt;But visiting,swimming and eating. lol&lt;p&gt; Also, hoping to  take a weekend  trip to San Diego,Visit,Darrell,Ruthie and &lt;br&gt;me&lt;br&gt;and later, Darrell may see our Friend Mimi in Washington Dc.&lt;p&gt; I miss Ruthie,the Ocean,and would be a nice change from this Desert  heat&lt;br&gt; I was 3 when Ruthie and I did meet.&lt;p&gt;  We intend to go home for Christmas this year.   its my turn,so New England &lt;br&gt;,We should be able to go,&lt;br&gt;to visit family,celebrate Christmas and playin the snow&lt;br&gt; Though,it seems every time, it melts the day we arrive and snows again,when &lt;br&gt;we leave,heading back West&lt;br&gt; still have a nice time&lt;br&gt; telling  stories,sharing what is happening,having  wine&lt;br&gt;,seeing everyone,exchanging gifts,catching up on rest.&lt;p&gt;Do hope we all can get together?, The  entire Family,is that,a possibility?&lt;br&gt;that everybody we can see,&lt;br&gt; at the same time,same place, be more than cool,&lt;br&gt;and its hard to believe that my Niece Jo Anna will be starting High School ,&lt;br&gt;This Fall,&lt;br&gt;Her Brother Bobby a Junior,Katie in 6 TH,and the little ones,in Kindergarten &lt;br&gt;and Nursery School,Emma and Marin,oh,how fast they grow,&lt;br&gt;You know?&lt;br&gt;Well,3 hours have  come and gone,&lt;br&gt;since I began this,have to get up before  dawn&lt;br&gt; work tomorrow and then off again,&lt;br&gt;Try and be in bed  before  ten&lt;br&gt;I just had to compose at least one last Kdd  before  this  month ends&lt;br&gt;for now, take care,my Family and Friends. ,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-5693872464698443517?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/5693872464698443517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=5693872464698443517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/5693872464698443517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/5693872464698443517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/06/todays-kdd-my-healthworkaccessability.html' title='Today&apos;s KDD:   My Health,Work,Accessability and   Celebrities Passing'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-1616665533832360421</id><published>2009-06-29T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T15:14:59.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings:  Until The Flowers...</title><content type='html'>MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#1114          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;. . . until the flowers&lt;br&gt;========================&lt;p&gt;I am a runner.&lt;p&gt;I have several circular routes measured from my home.&lt;br&gt;If I decide to run 3, 4, 5 or 7 miles, each run always ends at&lt;br&gt;one particular spot.&lt;p&gt;A few houses down from mine is a home with a beautiful flower&lt;br&gt;arrangement near the mailbox.  The arrangement is as ornate and&lt;br&gt;as cultured as if a master gardener extended his hand and&lt;br&gt;delicately shaped each flower, bush, stem, and blade of grass.&lt;p&gt;I have never seen any flower arrangement as pretty in a yard.&lt;p&gt;That&amp;#39;s the point.&lt;p&gt;That&amp;#39;s the point that marks the end of my run.&lt;p&gt;. . .  until the flowers.&lt;p&gt;No matter how long or short the run, I have one goal in mind.&lt;p&gt;Keep running until I get to the flowers.&lt;p&gt;Life should be like that.&lt;p&gt;Keep running until you get to the flowers.&lt;p&gt;We typically receive the largest number of flowers when our&lt;br&gt;lives are over.&lt;p&gt;We get the most flowers in our lives at our funeral.&lt;p&gt;Those flowers don&amp;#39;t do you any good.&lt;p&gt;As far as I know, you can neither see nor smell them.&lt;p&gt;My neighbors&amp;#39; flowers help give me encouragement and strength to&lt;br&gt;run through this life.&lt;p&gt;On a recent run, I was thinking about those beautiful bundles of&lt;br&gt;encouragement and had decided to write a MountainWings issue&lt;br&gt;about them.  Oddly enough, for the first time, the couple was in&lt;br&gt;the yard working on the flowers as I ended my run.&lt;p&gt;I ran by their yard, I had almost reached the flowers.&lt;br&gt;It was a hot sunny day and they could tell by the swelter and&lt;br&gt;sweat that I had been on a grueling run.&lt;p&gt;The wife spoke, &amp;quot;Could I get you a glass of water or something?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;she asked.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;No thanks, &amp;quot; I answered.&lt;p&gt;She didn&amp;#39;t realize what they had given me already.&lt;p&gt;They had given me the flowers.&lt;p&gt;People who give you flowers for no reason show their giving&lt;br&gt;natures in many ways.&lt;p&gt;Most people in the neighborhood probably couldn&amp;#39;t tell you about&lt;br&gt;my neighbors&amp;#39; flowers.  They are probably too busy to see them.&lt;br&gt;They probably see all of the other stuff.&lt;p&gt;There is much disarray along the run.&lt;br&gt;There are many weeds and bare branches.&lt;br&gt;There is trash thrown from cars reflecting people&amp;#39;s disregard&lt;br&gt;for others,&lt;p&gt;. . . and then, there&amp;#39;s the flowers.&lt;p&gt;So it is in life.&lt;p&gt;Keep your mind on the flowers even when you can&amp;#39;t see them.&lt;p&gt;You can plant flowers.&lt;p&gt;Not only the physical kind, but also flowers of the spirit.&lt;p&gt;You need to picture the beautiful flowers that await you at the&lt;br&gt;end of your run.&lt;p&gt;The flowers that never whither or die.&lt;p&gt;Flowers of the spirit.&lt;p&gt;You need to understand that they are beautiful and they smell&lt;br&gt;nice.&lt;p&gt;You also need to tell those that have planted flowers along your&lt;br&gt;path that you appreciate them.&lt;p&gt;I will print this issue of MountainWings and put it in my&lt;br&gt;neighbors&amp;#39; mailbox.  I doubt that they have ever heard of&lt;br&gt;MountainWings, but their flowers influence MountainWings, and,&lt;br&gt;in turn, you, on each run.&lt;p&gt;I am a runner.&lt;p&gt;So are you.&lt;p&gt;We run through life, just different paths, different shoes, and&lt;br&gt;different running styles.&lt;p&gt;In all of your daily running, be sure to stop and smell the&lt;br&gt;roses but&lt;p&gt;Keep running.&lt;p&gt;. . . until the flowers.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;~A MountainWings Original~&lt;p&gt;Thank you for inviting MountainWings in your mailbox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-1616665533832360421?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/1616665533832360421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=1616665533832360421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/1616665533832360421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/1616665533832360421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/06/mountainwings-until-flowers.html' title='MountainWings:  Until The Flowers...'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-3543988970995276322</id><published>2009-06-29T15:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T15:02:17.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings:  The Trickle</title><content type='html'>MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#1116          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;The Trickle&lt;br&gt;============&lt;p&gt;My Jeep battery was dead this morning.&lt;p&gt;I had just returned from a weeklong trip.&lt;p&gt;The Jeep is only six months old. The battery is big and new.&lt;br&gt;I hadn&amp;#39;t left any lights on.&lt;br&gt;What happened with the Jeep happens to many of us.&lt;p&gt;I had three power adapters plugged into the cigarette lighter&lt;br&gt;sockets. I had installed a triple cigarette lighter socket.&lt;br&gt;I don&amp;#39;t smoke but I have a lot of gadgets that need plugging up.&lt;br&gt;I have three cell phones. What in the world do I need with&lt;br&gt;three cell phones? That&amp;#39;s another story. None of the phones&lt;br&gt;were plugged up, only the three power adapters were plugged up,&lt;br&gt;and their little LED lights were glowing.&lt;p&gt;Even though they have very low power drains, these three little&lt;br&gt;lights, completely drained a big, powerful, and new battery.&lt;p&gt;That illustrated a very important life lesson.&lt;p&gt;Constant withdrawals without deposits will eventually run your&lt;br&gt;account dry. No matter how small the withdrawal, sooner or later,&lt;br&gt;your account will run dry.&lt;p&gt;That&amp;#39;s what happens with most marriages.&lt;p&gt;Little by little, day-by-day, small withdrawals are made from&lt;br&gt;the love bank.&lt;p&gt;A slight criticism here, a minor remark there, a compliment&lt;br&gt;opportunity missed, and the love bank in a few years is dry.&lt;p&gt;The relationship won&amp;#39;t start.&lt;p&gt;In all things, make sure that you add more than you take.&lt;br&gt;No matter how small, let the trickle be positive.&lt;p&gt;When you do that, not only will your own battery never run dry,&lt;br&gt;you&amp;#39;ll have enough power left over to boost someone else off.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;~A MountainWings Original~&lt;p&gt;Thank you for inviting MountainWings in your mailbox.&lt;br&gt;See you tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-3543988970995276322?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/3543988970995276322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=3543988970995276322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/3543988970995276322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/3543988970995276322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/06/mountainwings-trickle.html' title='MountainWings:  The Trickle'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-4036180223876786082</id><published>2009-06-29T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:05:00.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings:  The Curious Case</title><content type='html'>-------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#9177          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;The Curious Case&lt;br&gt;=================&lt;p&gt;I watched the movie, &amp;quot;The Curious Case of Benjamin Buttons.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;The movie was about a man who was born old. As an infant, he&lt;br&gt;was wrinkled and crippled with old age, bad eyesight and many&lt;br&gt;other physical infirmities that often accompany old age.&lt;p&gt;As he got older, he got younger until he physically and&lt;br&gt;mentally went back to childhood. He lived life beginning with&lt;br&gt;the body of a 90-year-old man. He started with the pain and&lt;br&gt;fragility of very advanced age.&lt;p&gt;Benjamin Buttons went from a wheelchair to crutches, from&lt;br&gt;crutches to a cane and from a cane to walking normally.&lt;p&gt;The movie made me think.&lt;p&gt;Suppose we could live backwards?&lt;p&gt;Would we appreciate the health that we now have much better?&lt;br&gt;Would we not take for granted that we can walk briskly?&lt;br&gt;That we can climb stairs?&lt;br&gt;That we can see and read?&lt;br&gt;That we can sexually function?&lt;p&gt;Would we not take for granted many of the privileges and&lt;br&gt;abilities of 19, 29, 39, 49 and 59 versus 89?&lt;p&gt;Do we have to lose it before we can fully appreciate it?&lt;p&gt;Sometimes we humans are curious cases.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;~A MountainWings Original~&lt;p&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9177.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9177.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you for inviting MountainWings into your mailbox.&lt;br&gt;Change a life, give a friend MountainWings.&lt;br&gt;See you tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-4036180223876786082?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/4036180223876786082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=4036180223876786082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/4036180223876786082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/4036180223876786082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/06/mountainwings-curious-case.html' title='MountainWings:  The Curious Case'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-7149051835797139669</id><published>2009-06-15T16:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T16:06:36.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings: The Second Hill</title><content type='html'>MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#1109          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;The Second Hill&lt;br&gt;================&lt;p&gt;Are you running that hill or is that hill running you?&lt;p&gt;That&amp;#39;s a question a man asked me today as I was jogging.&lt;p&gt;He was standing by his car, I was breathing hard as I moved up&lt;br&gt;the hill where he was parked. His question plagued me.&lt;p&gt;Each day presents us with hills.&lt;p&gt;Hills, bills, chills, spills, thrills, deals, kills, pills,&lt;br&gt;wills, and nils. . .&lt;p&gt;We have them all sooner or later.&lt;p&gt;Are they running you or are you running them?&lt;p&gt;Each hill or uphill climb in our lives tries to tire us, make us&lt;br&gt;quit, or at the very least, make us complain.&lt;p&gt;You can&amp;#39;t avoid getting tired.&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#39;t care how much exertion your physical or mental&lt;br&gt;conditioning can withstand, a steep enough hill will make you&lt;br&gt;tired.&lt;p&gt;Whether the hill is running you doesn&amp;#39;t depend upon whether you&lt;br&gt;are tired. There are those who are tired even though they are&lt;br&gt;sitting in rocking chairs.&lt;p&gt;The hill runs you when it gets you down.&lt;br&gt;I refuse to let that happen.&lt;br&gt;I know the hills make me stronger, that&amp;#39;s why I run them.&lt;br&gt;Every hill in my life has made me stronger.&lt;p&gt;If you run your hills instead of them running you,&lt;br&gt;they will make you stronger, too.&lt;p&gt;You&amp;#39;ll be in better shape.&lt;p&gt;You&amp;#39;ll get tired, but eventually the same hill will get easier&lt;br&gt;and easier.&lt;p&gt;One day, even the hills will be no challenge.&lt;p&gt;You&amp;#39;ll seek a mountain.&lt;p&gt;Don&amp;#39;t worry, you&amp;#39;ve got Wings.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;~A MountainWings Original~&lt;p&gt;Thank you for inviting MountainWings in your mailbox.&lt;br&gt;See you tomorrow.&lt;p&gt;The First Hill &lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1108.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1108.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1109.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1109.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-7149051835797139669?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/7149051835797139669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=7149051835797139669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/7149051835797139669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/7149051835797139669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/06/mountainwings-second-hill.html' title='MountainWings: The Second Hill'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-853461934998483347</id><published>2009-06-03T17:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T17:36:36.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's KDd:  Our Anniversary and  Current Events</title><content type='html'>Today is Wednesday June 3,at 4;48&lt;br&gt;Today is a special Date,&lt;br&gt;For Darrell and Me,&lt;br&gt;We have  been together for 10 but Married for 3.&lt;p&gt; On this Day  3 years ago,&lt;br&gt;In Boston,there was  Rain,not snow,&lt;br&gt;and on that Day, we said our Vows.   and rings to the other were given&lt;br&gt;and I am enjoying the life we are  Living.&lt;p&gt;Like any Couple,we have our difficult times, there&amp;#39;s good and Bad,&lt;br&gt;However, good times,we mostly have had&lt;br&gt;  For better or worse,we accept one another&amp;#39;s traits  and Flaws,&lt;br&gt;We are a great team, help one another, Whatever the cause,&lt;br&gt;Whatever the task,the project,we help the other,when we are able&lt;br&gt; WE have TLC,Our Marriage is Stable,&lt;br&gt; We have Love,communication and Trust,&lt;br&gt;In any happy &amp;amp; healthy Marriage,that is a must.&lt;p&gt;We  motivate,encourage, respect and strength we   provide,&lt;br&gt;This past year,has been a challenging ride,&lt;br&gt;A rocky Road,&lt;br&gt;But,Darrell,carried the load&lt;br&gt; First,issues  at work and than,I was ill, and he hung in there, walked that &lt;br&gt;hill,&lt;br&gt; Same with our  family and Friends,when I didn&amp;#39;t think I could&lt;br&gt;They all stood,&lt;br&gt;by me, especially him,&lt;br&gt;and soon,we are  going for a swim.&lt;p&gt; Have a little picnic by the pool,to celebrate,&lt;br&gt; with my Husband,my mate&lt;br&gt; I love him more,There&amp;#39;s much devotion,&lt;br&gt;and I heard today, The French Flight  crashed in the Atlantic  Ocean,&lt;br&gt;as  well as the President was in the Middle East,&lt;br&gt;and we are not going to have a Feast,&lt;br&gt;Just order Subs from  silvermine,&lt;br&gt;and I should be in  bed by nine,&lt;br&gt; Tomorrow,work I go,&lt;br&gt;and Today,heard that Bin Laden released another Video,&lt;br&gt;Said Obama made threats,regarding his Policy&amp;#39;s,&lt;br&gt;Yesterday while over Seas,&lt;br&gt; Will get Revenge on this Country of ours,&lt;br&gt;and we will  be going swimming in a couple hours.&lt;p&gt; I am not sure why,we can&amp;#39;t  Capture Bin   Laden and those who have him &lt;br&gt;Hidden&lt;br&gt; Shouldn&amp;#39;t that be forbidden?&lt;br&gt; definitely a crime?&lt;br&gt;Its been a very long time,&lt;br&gt;Eight years,, has gone by&lt;br&gt; one would think  he would die,&lt;br&gt;Would be  dead,&lt;br&gt;and how come  he fled?&lt;br&gt;I am not going to sit,Ponder,Philosophize, okay,&lt;br&gt; going to enjoy the rest of my day&lt;br&gt;  It is sad,that  those 200 some folks on that plane,lost their lives  and &lt;br&gt;left loved ones behind,close and Dear&lt;br&gt;and I am  going to end here,&lt;br&gt;Take care,Have a good night,&lt;br&gt;and another Time,I will write.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-853461934998483347?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/853461934998483347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=853461934998483347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/853461934998483347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/853461934998483347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/06/todays-kdd-our-anniversary-and-current.html' title='Today&apos;s KDd:  Our Anniversary and  Current Events'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-2440180801621449531</id><published>2009-06-02T21:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:31:22.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings:   Where is my Sunday Paper?</title><content type='html'>#9126          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;Where&amp;#39;s My Sunday Paper?&lt;br&gt;=========================&lt;p&gt;How often do we jump to conclusions and blame others before&lt;br&gt;really examining the situation?&lt;p&gt;The irate customer called the newspaper office loudly demanding&lt;br&gt;to know where her Sunday edition was.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Ma&amp;#39;am,&amp;#39; said the newspaper employee, &amp;#39;today is Saturday ...&lt;p&gt;The Sunday paper is not delivered until tomorrow, on Sunday.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;There was quite a long pause on the other end of the phone,&lt;br&gt;followed by a ray of recognition... As she was heard to mutter&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Well, now ... So that&amp;#39;s why no one was at church today.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9126.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9126.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you for inviting MountainWings into your mailbox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-2440180801621449531?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/2440180801621449531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=2440180801621449531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/2440180801621449531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/2440180801621449531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/06/mountainwings-where-is-my-sunday-paper.html' title='MountainWings:   Where is my Sunday Paper?'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-5284251202968737523</id><published>2009-06-01T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:50:57.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings:  The  Longest Sentence</title><content type='html'>MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#9153          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;The Longest Sentence&lt;br&gt;=====================&lt;p&gt;I think you may be correct in saying &amp;quot;I am&amp;quot; is the shortest&lt;br&gt;complete sentence in the English language... but maybe not.&lt;p&gt;What about &amp;quot;I do?&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I do&amp;quot; is probably the longest sentence.&lt;p&gt;Isn&amp;#39;t that what we say when we get married?&lt;p&gt;Do we consider that a long sentence?&lt;p&gt;By the way, this is just for fun. Marriage isn&amp;#39;t a sentence&lt;br&gt;it is a privilege.&lt;p&gt;~A MountainWings Original by H. Wilson, UK commenting on the&lt;br&gt;issue &amp;quot;I Am&amp;quot; &lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1107.htm~"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1107.htm~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;from The Mountain:&lt;br&gt;Whether it is considered a privilege or a sentence definitely&lt;br&gt;depends on who you ask.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/3259.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/3259.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9153.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/9153.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you for inviting MountainWings into your mailbox.&lt;br&gt;Change a life, give a friend MountainWings.&lt;br&gt;See you tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-5284251202968737523?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/5284251202968737523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=5284251202968737523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/5284251202968737523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/5284251202968737523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/06/mountainwings-longest-sentence.html' title='MountainWings:  The  Longest Sentence'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-4437696987131385475</id><published>2009-06-01T16:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T16:10:58.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Desert Cafe Goes Live Tonight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;Hello Everyone,&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Come in from the  heat and be cool.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Join Darrell and I in the Desert Cafe.&amp;nbsp; We  will&amp;nbsp; serve up some fun&amp;nbsp; tunes and&amp;nbsp; favorite beverages. If you  haven't heard 70's music in awhile and&amp;nbsp; want to Celebrate Summer, be here  with us.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You don't need a mood ring or strobe  lights.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;We&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; will also be&amp;nbsp; celebrating our  third wedding anniversary, which is June 3. You will have a chance to hear the  audio from our Ceremony in Boston.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;In addition to all this fun, Darrell will tell us  all about what we can do to advocate for an international copyright exemption  treaty that would enable the reproduction and exchange of books that have been  converted into accessible formats for the blind and others with print reading  disabilities. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;The show can be heard on ACB Radio Interactive at  02:00 Universal time on Tuesday, that's Monday evening in the United States at  7:00 Pacific (and Arizona), 8:00 Mountain, 9:00 Central and 10:00 Eastern. Visit  &lt;A href="http://interactive.acbradio.org"&gt;http://interactive.acbradio.org&lt;/A&gt; to  listen.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;See you tonight,&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;Karen and Darrell in the  Desert Cafe on ACB Radio Interactive &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-4437696987131385475?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/4437696987131385475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=4437696987131385475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/4437696987131385475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/4437696987131385475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/06/desert-cafe-goes-live-tonight.html' title='The Desert Cafe Goes Live Tonight!'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-1518881099666806530</id><published>2009-05-31T12:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T12:57:30.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Kdd:  My Health,Darrell's Semester and a Novel We Red</title><content type='html'>Its Sunday May 31 at  11;09,&lt;br&gt; How are you all?  Hope your doing fine?&lt;p&gt;I know these days,very little I have written,&lt;br&gt;and  here  I in the home office, I am sitten.&lt;p&gt;I will do my best to give you an update,&lt;br&gt; I can&amp;#39;t guarantee that it will be great,&lt;br&gt;Profound or Humorous and funny,&lt;br&gt;Here in Arizona,its about 90 and sunny.&lt;p&gt;I am feeling well,unlike months past,&lt;br&gt;and half the year is over,went very fast.&lt;p&gt;I was ill for so long and worried we were,&lt;br&gt;and  Dougie,itches his fur.&lt;p&gt; Sometimes  changing Doctors is the best thing one can do,&lt;br&gt;and the last 6 months we made it through.&lt;p&gt; I was working most of the time,&lt;br&gt;despite extreme difficulty breathing,not at all fine,&lt;br&gt;and Darrell for school,all the deadlines he met,&lt;br&gt; Studying,writing News Stories, doing  research on the net,&lt;br&gt;Posting assignments to whiteboard,&lt;br&gt; definitely not bored,&lt;br&gt; too much to do and so little time,&lt;br&gt; All the while, concerned about this  health of mine.&lt;p&gt;Since January,I haven&amp;#39;t had good luck First my front tooth  fell out,&lt;br&gt;All the while,ill, medical  treatment we sought,&lt;br&gt;Until we had the proper action plan and on the road to recovery,&lt;br&gt;It  was than,life improved for Darrell and me.&lt;p&gt; Darrell  made it through with flying colors did more than alright,,&lt;br&gt;Despite the fact,that he lacks eyesight,&lt;br&gt;He received  an A  and 3  B&amp;#39;s,&lt;br&gt;and as for me,now,I   cough very little and not at all wheeze.&lt;p&gt;I just   had my second oral surgery, In January, as said, a front tooth I &lt;br&gt;lost&lt;br&gt;  Unlike most surgery,   much it didn&amp;#39;t cost,&lt;br&gt; Yet, it was expensive indeed,&lt;br&gt; but, a front tooth I do need.  lol&lt;p&gt; The first one, the extra tooth I had in Feb, they did extract,&lt;br&gt; Post-OP appointments I had,I  did go back.&lt;br&gt;I was healing quite well,from what the Oral Surgeon did  say,&lt;br&gt;Then, I had the last surgery,just the other day.&lt;p&gt;This time,he inserted an Dental implant,&lt;br&gt; use my 3 front teeth, I can&amp;#39;t,&lt;br&gt; not for awhile,&lt;br&gt; I still have a toothless smile,&lt;br&gt;missing one tooth, it will be a bit  longer,&lt;br&gt;  Yet,in the long-run, it will be much stronger,&lt;br&gt; I will need a Crown&lt;br&gt; and in a few months, will visit my Dentist,herein town,&lt;br&gt;Then, I will be as good as new,&lt;br&gt;By the fall,all of this will be through.&lt;p&gt;Considering much drilling was done,feeling pretty good,&lt;br&gt; The implant is made from titanium,not gold Wood,&lt;br&gt;like  President Washington,&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;d  think, that would hurt a ton?&lt;br&gt; yet, that is what they did back in his day&lt;br&gt; and  now ,both Darrell and I are doing okay.&lt;p&gt;,  Dougie Dog has been  sick some too, but not ill,&lt;br&gt;Right now,he has allergies,giving him  benidryll,&lt;br&gt; and he seems to be a happier  dog&lt;br&gt; and if you have time, visit, Darrell&amp;#39;s Blog.&lt;p&gt; Blind access journal is the URL,the web site,&lt;br&gt;Darrell   drafted a letter to the President last night&lt;br&gt;  It was a collaborated effort  by him and a few others,&lt;br&gt;to enrich the lives for all our Blind Sisters and Brothers ,&lt;br&gt;Not just here in the US,&lt;br&gt; All 7 Continents,notjust herein the West,&lt;br&gt;The Western World but from sea to shining Sea&lt;br&gt; to enable us who  can&amp;#39;t see,&lt;br&gt; have more access to information&lt;br&gt; despite the nation,&lt;br&gt; One does Reside, does Live,&lt;br&gt; Facts,he did give,&lt;br&gt;gave,hour concerns he did express,&lt;br&gt; Hopefully, The President, this letter he will digest&lt;br&gt; and do what is best?,&lt;br&gt;for those of  us who are blind or have a print disability,&lt;br&gt;allowing us all to have equal opportunity&lt;br&gt; and knowledge,power and insight,more books we will be able to read,&lt;br&gt;President Obomma&amp;#39;s assistance we do need.&lt;br&gt;So use your Keyboard or click your mouse&lt;br&gt; and even better, write your own letter, to the White House.&lt;br&gt; Its now,11;51,&lt;br&gt; There is work to be done,&lt;br&gt;So, soon I should go,&lt;br&gt; have housework to do, prepare for Tomorrow&amp;#39;s show.&lt;p&gt;  I also wanted to  tell you all about A great Novel I just  finished last &lt;br&gt;night,&lt;br&gt;called WWW.Wake, about a girl without Sight&lt;br&gt; She has surgery  that enables her to see,&lt;br&gt;Yet,not the same kind,that we had, Darrell and me&lt;p&gt; The Surgeon inserted an  implant into her  left eye,&lt;br&gt;It was experimental, yet, they gave it a try&lt;br&gt; and than an Eye Pod to recode the information  she receives back,&lt;br&gt;she utilizes this Eye Pod and her Pc,not a Mac,&lt;br&gt;But a  dell&lt;br&gt; at first, she can&amp;#39;t see well,&lt;br&gt;her  Retina can&amp;#39;t   interpret the messages,For her,frustrating it is,&lt;br&gt;But, she is a Computer Wiz,&lt;br&gt;and a Mathematician, she&amp;#39;s in the &amp;quot; Calculus Zone&amp;quot;,&lt;br&gt; She learns to see,not on her own,&lt;br&gt;but from    her Folks, and the Doctor in Japan,&lt;br&gt;and  a new life for her,it does began,&lt;br&gt;Begin,has begun,&lt;br&gt;She can see a great deal,colors,shapes, the sun,&lt;br&gt;and so much more,than here I can explain,&lt;br&gt;The images eventually make sense to her brain&lt;br&gt; Unlike us whom can only see in the real world she,can also see in another &lt;br&gt;dimension,&lt;br&gt; another Realm, but,not here  I will mention&lt;br&gt; Not much else I want to say,  could ruin  it,&lt;br&gt; but,it is a hit&lt;br&gt;  The Authors, Robert J.   Sawyer, he has others,they too,are  great,&lt;br&gt;So, go read,on your Packmate,&lt;br&gt;VR Stream or Bookport&amp;#39;s,&lt;br&gt;  The novel,isn&amp;#39;t too long but not short&lt;br&gt; A very good Red,,&lt;br&gt;I was enthralled, late I got to bed.&lt;br&gt; Get the print copy or go to Audible.com,&lt;br&gt;Can&amp;#39;t say, &amp;quot;its the Bomb&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;But,it is excellent,fascinating and  interesting reading&lt;br&gt; You don&amp;#39;t have to be an Einstein.   a technical background,your not needing&lt;br&gt; However,its  pretty technical,but well,the author does explain,&lt;br&gt; even for people,like me, whom are more,right brain  lol.&lt;p&gt;Well,its now, after noon,&lt;br&gt;have housework to do, gather the tunes,&lt;br&gt;Hope you all will  join Darrell and I,&lt;br&gt;Tomorrow night on ACB R I?&lt;br&gt; Point your browser to ACB radio,&lt;br&gt;and tomorrow night, try and listen to our show,&lt;br&gt;we will be  delighted to have you there with us in the  Desert Cafe,&lt;br&gt; Until I write again, have a great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-1518881099666806530?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/1518881099666806530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=1518881099666806530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/1518881099666806530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/1518881099666806530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/05/todays-kdd-my-healthdarrells-semester.html' title='Today&apos;s Kdd:  My Health,Darrell&apos;s Semester and a Novel We Red'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-4645788655527166442</id><published>2009-05-31T11:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T11:02:31.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nethugs Message:  The Window</title><content type='html'>A great note for all to read; it will take just 30 seconds to read this and &lt;br&gt;change your thinking.&lt;p&gt;Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was &lt;br&gt;allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the &lt;br&gt;fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room&amp;#39;s only window. The other &lt;br&gt;man had to spend all his time flat on his back.&lt;p&gt;The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, &lt;br&gt;their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where &lt;br&gt;they had been on vacation. Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the &lt;br&gt;window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate &lt;br&gt;all the things he could see outside the window.&lt;p&gt;The man in the other bed began to live, for those one-hour periods where his &lt;br&gt;world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the &lt;br&gt;world outside. The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and &lt;br&gt;swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young &lt;br&gt;lovers walked arm-in-arm amidst flowers of every color of the rainbow. Grand &lt;br&gt;old trees graced the landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be &lt;br&gt;seen in the distance.&lt;p&gt;As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on &lt;br&gt;the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque &lt;br&gt;scene. One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing &lt;br&gt;by. Although the other man couldn&amp;#39;t hear the band - he could see it in his &lt;br&gt;mind&amp;#39;s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive &lt;br&gt;words.&lt;p&gt;Days and weeks passed. One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for &lt;br&gt;their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had &lt;br&gt;died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital &lt;br&gt;attendants to take the body away. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the &lt;br&gt;other man asked if he could be moved next to the window The nurse was happy &lt;br&gt;to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him &lt;br&gt;alone.&lt;p&gt;Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look &lt;br&gt;at the world outside. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it for &lt;br&gt;himself. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. &lt;br&gt;It faced a blank wall.The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his &lt;br&gt;deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this &lt;br&gt;window. The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see &lt;br&gt;the wall. She said, &amp;quot;Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Epilogue:&lt;br&gt;There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own &lt;br&gt;situations. Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is &lt;br&gt;doubled. If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that &lt;br&gt;money can&amp;#39;t buy.&amp;quot;Today is a gift, that&amp;#39;s why it is called the present.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;The origin of this letter is unknown, but it brings good luck to everyone &lt;br&gt;who passes it on. Do not keep this letter. Do not send money. Just forward &lt;br&gt;it to your friends to whom you wish good luck..&lt;p&gt;Written By: &amp;#169; Author Unknown&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Music: &amp;#39;When Skies Are Grey&amp;#39; &amp;#169; Bruce DeBoer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-4645788655527166442?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/4645788655527166442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=4645788655527166442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/4645788655527166442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/4645788655527166442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/05/nethugs-message-window.html' title='Nethugs Message:  The Window'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-8205233897819525113</id><published>2009-05-30T21:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:40:41.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nethugs Message:  I  believe .....</title><content type='html'>I believe-&lt;br&gt;that we don&amp;#39;t have to change friends&lt;br&gt;if we understand that friends change.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that no matter how good a friend is,&lt;br&gt;they&amp;#39;re going to hurt you every&lt;br&gt;once in a while and you must forgive&lt;br&gt;them for that.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that true friendship continues to grow,&lt;br&gt;even over the longest distance.&lt;br&gt;Same goes for true love.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that you can do something in an instant&lt;br&gt;that will give you heartache for life.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that it&amp;#39;s taking me a long time&lt;br&gt;to become the person I want to be.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that you should always leave loved ones&lt;br&gt;with loving words. It may be the last&lt;br&gt;time you see them.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that you can keep going&lt;br&gt;long after you can&amp;#39;t.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that we are responsible for what we do,&lt;br&gt;no matter how we feel.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that either you control your attitude&lt;br&gt;or it controls you.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that regardless of how hot and&lt;br&gt;steamy a relationship is at first,&lt;br&gt;the passion fades and there had&lt;br&gt;better be something else to take&lt;br&gt;its place.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that heroes are the people&lt;br&gt;who do what has to be done&lt;br&gt;when it needs to be done,&lt;br&gt;regardless of the consequences.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that money is a lousy way of keeping score.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that my best friend and I can do anything&lt;br&gt;or nothing and have the best time.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that sometimes the people you expect&lt;br&gt;to kick you when you&amp;#39;re down,&lt;br&gt;will be the ones to help you get back up.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that sometimes when I&amp;#39;m angry&lt;br&gt;I have the right to be angry,&lt;br&gt;but that doesn&amp;#39;t give me&lt;br&gt;the right to be cruel.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that just because someone doesn&amp;#39;t love&lt;br&gt;you the way you want them to doesn&amp;#39;t&lt;br&gt;mean they don&amp;#39;t love you with all they have.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that maturity has more to do with&lt;br&gt;what types of experiences you&amp;#39;ve had&lt;br&gt;and what you&amp;#39;ve learned from them&lt;br&gt;and less to do with how many&lt;br&gt;birthdays you&amp;#39;ve celebrated.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that it isn&amp;#39;t always enough to be&lt;br&gt;forgiven by others. Sometimes you&lt;br&gt;have to learn to forgive yourself.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that no matter how bad your heart is broken&lt;br&gt;the world doesn&amp;#39;t stop for your grief.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that our background and circumstances&lt;br&gt;may have influenced who we are,&lt;br&gt;but we are responsible for who we become.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that just because two people argue,&lt;br&gt;it doesn&amp;#39;t mean they don&amp;#39;t love each other&lt;br&gt;And just because they don&amp;#39;t argue,&lt;br&gt;it doesn&amp;#39;t mean they do.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that you shouldn&amp;#39;t be so eager to find out a&lt;br&gt;secret. It could change your life forever.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that two people can look at the exact same&lt;br&gt;thing and see something totally different.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that your life can be changed in a matter of&lt;br&gt;hours by people who don&amp;#39;t even know you.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that even when you think you have no more&lt;br&gt;to give, when a friend cries out to you&lt;br&gt;you will find the strength to help.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that credentials on the wall do not make&lt;br&gt;you a decent human being.&lt;p&gt;I believe-&lt;br&gt;that the people you care about most in life&lt;br&gt;are taken from you too soon.&lt;p&gt;&amp;#169; Author Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-8205233897819525113?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/8205233897819525113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=8205233897819525113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/8205233897819525113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/8205233897819525113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/05/nethugs-message-i-believe.html' title='Nethugs Message:  I  believe .....'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-3556826172093887849</id><published>2009-05-30T21:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:35:07.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nethugs Message:  Making a difference</title><content type='html'>If each grain of sand were to say:&lt;br&gt;One grain does not make a mountain,&lt;br&gt;There would be no land.&lt;p&gt;If each drop of water were to say:&lt;br&gt;One drop does not make an ocean,&lt;br&gt;There would be no sea.&lt;p&gt;If each note of music were to say:&lt;br&gt;Each note does not make a symphony,&lt;br&gt;There would be no melody.&lt;p&gt;If each word were to say:&lt;br&gt;One word does not make a library,&lt;br&gt;There would be no book.&lt;p&gt;If each brick were to say:&lt;br&gt;One brick does not make a wall,&lt;br&gt;There would be no house.&lt;p&gt;If each seed were to say:&lt;br&gt;One seed does not make a field,&lt;br&gt;There would be no harvest.&lt;p&gt;If each of us were to say:&lt;br&gt;One person does not make the difference,&lt;br&gt;There would never be love and peace on earth.&lt;p&gt;You and I do make the difference,&lt;br&gt;Begin today and make the difference.&lt;p&gt;&amp;#169; Author Unknown&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Music: &amp;#39;Blue Morning Glories&amp;#39; &amp;#169;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-3556826172093887849?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/3556826172093887849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=3556826172093887849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/3556826172093887849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/3556826172093887849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/05/nethugs-message-making-difference.html' title='Nethugs Message:  Making a difference'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-179813526217255540</id><published>2009-05-30T21:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:20:14.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MountainWings: Take the Following Quiz</title><content type='html'>MountainWings       A MountainWings Moment&lt;br&gt;#1097          Wings Over The Mountains of Life&lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;p&gt;Take The Following Quiz&lt;br&gt;========================&lt;p&gt;Take the following quiz.&lt;p&gt;You don&amp;#39;t need a pen, pencil or paper.&lt;p&gt;1. Name the five wealthiest people in the world.&lt;br&gt;2. Name the last five Heisman trophy winners.&lt;br&gt;3. Name the last five winners of the Miss America contest.&lt;br&gt;4. Name ten people who have won the Nobel or Pulitzer prize.&lt;br&gt;5. Name the last half dozen Academy Award winners for Best&lt;br&gt;   Actor and Actress.&lt;br&gt;6. Name the last decade&amp;#39;s worth of World Series Winners.&lt;p&gt;How did you do?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;THE LESSON&lt;p&gt;NONE of us remember the headliners of yesterday.&lt;p&gt;There are no second-rate achievers on the above quiz.&lt;br&gt;They are the best in their fields.&lt;p&gt;But the applause dies.&lt;br&gt;Awards tarnish.&lt;br&gt;Achievements are forgotten.&lt;br&gt;Accolades and certificates are buried with their owners.&lt;p&gt;Now here&amp;#39;s another quiz.&lt;p&gt;See how you do on this one:&lt;p&gt;1.  List a few teachers who aided your journey through school.&lt;br&gt;2.  Name three friends who have helped you through a difficult&lt;br&gt;    time.&lt;br&gt;3.  Name five people who have taught you something worthwhile.&lt;br&gt;4.  Think of a few people who have made you feel appreciated&lt;br&gt;    and special.&lt;br&gt;5.  Think of five people you enjoy spending time with.&lt;br&gt;6.  Name half a dozen heroes whose stories have inspired you.&lt;p&gt;Wasn&amp;#39;t that a lot easier?&lt;p&gt;The lesson?&lt;p&gt;The people who make a difference in your life aren&amp;#39;t the ones&lt;br&gt;with the most credentials, the most money, or the most awards.&lt;p&gt;They&amp;#39;re the ones who care enough to spend personal time and&lt;br&gt;effort for you.&lt;p&gt;Take a minute to send this to a friend,&lt;p&gt;Or do you have to go accept an award?&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Forward this issue to a friend or send them the link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1097.htm"&gt;http://www.mountainwings.com/past/1097.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you for inviting MountainWings into your mailbox.&lt;br&gt;Change a life, give a friend MountainWings.&lt;br&gt;See you tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-179813526217255540?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/179813526217255540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=179813526217255540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/179813526217255540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/179813526217255540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/05/mountainwings-take-following-quiz.html' title='MountainWings: Take the Following Quiz'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-8906621410828551918</id><published>2009-05-25T21:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:54:23.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartwarmers:  Lingering Memories</title><content type='html'>The best thing to happen to mornings since the Sun!&lt;p&gt;              Your morning thought for the day:&lt;br&gt;                      How important it is for us to recognize&lt;br&gt;                      and celebrate our heroes and she-roes!&lt;br&gt;                                              -- Maya Angelou&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;LINGERING MEMORIES&lt;br&gt;by Joseph Walker&lt;p&gt;      &amp;quot;She&amp;#39;s gone.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;      It was my brother Bud on the phone.  He had called earlier to &lt;br&gt;advise me that mom&amp;#39;s long and difficult battle with a killer called &lt;br&gt;pulmonary fibrosis would soon be over.  For months doctors had warned &lt;br&gt;us that this was coming, and I thought I was pretty much prepared for &lt;br&gt;the inevitable.  But when Bud spoke those two simple, all-too-final &lt;br&gt;words, it inflicted a wound deep into my soul.&lt;br&gt;      The blessed numbness that often accompanies the death of a loved &lt;br&gt;one saw me through a week of funeral preparations and services.  I &lt;br&gt;found comfort in the laughter and tears I shared with my brothers and &lt;br&gt;sisters, and solace in a quote my dad referenced several times during &lt;br&gt;the week:&lt;p&gt;      I&amp;#39;m wounded, Sir Launfall said,&lt;br&gt;      Wounded -- but not slain.&lt;br&gt;      So I&amp;#39;ll just lie and bleed a while&lt;br&gt;      Then rise and fight again!&lt;p&gt;      After the rites were over, however, the numbness wore away, &lt;br&gt;leaving a gaping hole in my heart.  I was the youngest of mom&amp;#39;s eight &lt;br&gt;children, and we shared a special relationship as a result of having &lt;br&gt;her to myself during my teenage years.  Even after Anita and I &lt;br&gt;married, we lived close enough that we could drop in frequently for &lt;br&gt;card games and Sunday dinners.&lt;br&gt;      Mom was a huge part of my life, and it was hard to let her go -- &lt;br&gt;even after she was gone.  No matter what I tried, I couldn&amp;#39;t fill the &lt;br&gt;hole her passing left in my life.  I found myself stopping by the &lt;br&gt;cemetery often and mourning at her grave, oblivious to the passage of &lt;br&gt;time.  These long absences were difficult to explain to Anita, who &lt;br&gt;thought that instead of living in the past with my memories of mom, &lt;br&gt;perhaps I should spend more time making memories with my own children.&lt;br&gt;      Anita was right, of course -- I understood that even then.  But &lt;br&gt;no matter how hard I tried to focus my time and attention upon the &lt;br&gt;living, there was nothing I could do to fill the empty place in my &lt;br&gt;heart.  When my father remarried, I rejoiced in his happiness -- &lt;br&gt;especially since Jean, the woman he married, is such a terrific lady. &lt;br&gt;But I still missed mom, and I looked for every opportunity to go to &lt;br&gt;the cemetery, where I felt closer to her somehow.&lt;br&gt;      A few years after dad remarried, he and Jean decided to take a &lt;br&gt;few months to do some volunteer work for our church -- something he &lt;br&gt;and mom had talked about but had been unable to do because of mom&amp;#39;s &lt;br&gt;health.  To tell you the truth, I sort of resented that dad was going &lt;br&gt;to fulfill this dream without her.  And I think dad picked up on that.&lt;br&gt;      A couple of days before they left, he invited me to go to lunch &lt;br&gt;with him.  We talked about this exciting adventure, and how he was &lt;br&gt;looking forward to it.  Then he said, &amp;quot;You know, there&amp;#39;s only one &lt;br&gt;thing I regret about this.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;      &amp;quot;What&amp;#39;s that?&amp;quot; I asked.&lt;br&gt;      &amp;quot;That your mother and I weren&amp;#39;t able to do this.&amp;quot;  He paused a &lt;br&gt;moment, and for the first time I noticed that his eyes were moist and &lt;br&gt;red.  &amp;quot;There are many things that I wish we could have done before... &lt;br&gt;well, before she moved on.  But there&amp;#39;s nothing I can do about that &lt;br&gt;now.  I&amp;#39;ve just got to move on.&amp;quot;  He looked at me seriously, then &lt;br&gt;added, &amp;quot;And so do you.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;      Somehow in that moment I began to understand.  Mom had moved on. &lt;br&gt;Dad was moving on.  And now, it finally occurred to me, so must I.&lt;br&gt;      I began spending less time at the cemetery after that.  These &lt;br&gt;days, I mostly go on Memorial Day.  I spend part of that special day &lt;br&gt;there, lingering with my memories of mom.&lt;br&gt;      And then I spend the rest of the year moving on.&lt;p&gt;                -- Joseph Walker    &amp;lt;ValueSpeak at &lt;a href="http://msn.com"&gt;msn.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;p&gt;______________________________________________&lt;br&gt;Joe is a Heartwarmer Gem from Utah.&lt;br&gt;______________________________________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9928310-8906621410828551918?l=karen4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/8906621410828551918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9928310&amp;postID=8906621410828551918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/8906621410828551918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9928310/posts/default/8906621410828551918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen4ever.blogspot.com/2009/05/heartwarmers-lingering-memories.html' title='Heartwarmers:  Lingering Memories'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02001184623601290151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9928310.post-1280141020332886761</id><published>2009-05-25T21:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:52:15.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Petwarmers:  Jokes</title><content type='html'>A guy spots a sign outside a home that reads, &amp;quot;Talking Dog for&lt;br&gt;Sale.&amp;quot;  Intrigued, he walks in.&lt;br&gt;     &amp;quot;So what have you done with your life?&amp;quot; he asks the dog.&lt;br&gt;      &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ve led a very full life,&amp;quot; says the dog.  &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ve lived in the&lt;br&gt;Alps rescuing avalanche victims.  Then I served my country in Iraq.&lt;br&gt;And now I spend my dats reading to the residents of the retirement&lt;br&gt;home.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;      The guy is flabbergasted.  He asks the dog&amp;#39;s owner, &amp;quot;Why on&lt;br&gt;earth would you want to get rid of an incredible dog like that?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;      The owner says, &amp;quot;Because he&amp;#39;s a liar.  He never did any of that.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;                            ________________&lt;p&gt;      A Poodle and a Collie are walking together when the Poodle&lt;br&gt;suddenly unloads on his friend.&lt;br&gt;      &amp;quot;My life is a mess,&amp;quot; he says.  &amp;quot;My owner is mean, my girlfriend&lt;br&gt;ran away with a Schnauzer, and I&amp;#39;m jittery as a cat.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;      &amp;quot;Why don&amp;#39;t you see a psychiatrist?&amp;quot; suggests the Collie.&lt;br&gt;      &amp;quot;I can&amp;#39;t,&amp;quot; says the Poodle.  &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m not allowed on the couch.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;                            ________________&lt;p&gt;      A turtle is crossing the road when he&amp;#39;s mugged by two snails.&lt;br&gt;When the police show up, they asked him what happened.  The shaken&lt;br&gt;turtle replies, &amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t know.  It all happened so fast.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;                            ________________&lt;p&gt;      There was once a snail who was sick and tired of his reputation&lt;br&gt;for being so slow.  He decided to get some fast wheels to make up the&lt;br&gt;difference.&lt;br&gt;      After shopping around a while, he decided that the Nissan 350Z&lt;br&gt;was the car to get.  So the snail goes to the nearest Nissan dealer&lt;br&gt;and says he wants to buy the 350Z, but he wants it repainted &amp;quot;350-S&amp;quot;.&lt;br&gt;      The dealer asks, &amp;quot;Why &amp;#39;S&amp;#39;?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;      The snail replies, &amp;quot;&amp;#39;S&amp;#39; stands for snail.  I want everybody who&lt;br&gt;sees me roaring past to know who&amp;#39;s driving.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;      Well, the dealer doesn&amp;#39;t want to lose the unique opportunity to&lt;br&gt;sell a car to a snail, so he agrees to have the car repainted for a&lt;br&gt;small fee.&lt;br&gt;      The snail gets his new car and spent the rest of his days&lt;br&gt;roaring happily down the highway at top speed.&lt;br&gt;      And whenever anyone would see him zooming by, they&amp;#39;d say &amp;quot;Wow!&lt;br&gt;Look at that S-car go!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;                            ________________&lt;p&gt;      A mother was reading a book about animals to her 3 year old daughter.&lt;br&gt;      Mother: &amp;quot;What does the cow say?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;      Child: &amp;quot;Moo!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;      Mother: &amp;quot;Great! What does the cat say?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;      Child: &amp;quot;Meow.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;      Mother: &amp;quot;Oh, you&amp;#39;re so smart!  What does the frog say?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;      And this wide-eyed little 3 year-old looked up at her mother and&lt;br&gt;in her deepest voice replied, &amp;quot;Bud.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;                            ________________&lt;p&gt;      Some race horses are staying in a stable.  One of them starts to&lt;br&gt;boast about his track record.  &amp;quot;In the last 15 races, I&amp;#39;ve won 8 of&lt;br&gt;them!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;      Another horse breaks in, &amp;quot;Well in the last 27 races, I&amp;#39;ve won 19!!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;      &amp;quot;Oh that&amp;#39;s good, but in the last 36 races, I&amp;#39;ve won 28!&amp;quot;, says&lt;br&gt;another, flicking his tail.&lt;br&gt;     At this point, they notice that a Greyhound dog has been sitting&lt;br&gt;there listening. &amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t mean to boast,&amp;quot; says the Greyhound, &amp;quot;but in&lt;br&gt;my last 90 races, I&amp;#39;ve won 88 of them!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;      The horses are clearly amazed.  &amp;quot;Wow!&amp;quot; says one, after a hushed&lt;br&gt;silence.  &amp;quot;A talking dog.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;                            ________________&lt;p&gt;      A police dog responds to an ad for work with the FBI.&lt;br&gt;      &amp;quot;Well,&amp;quot; says the personnel director, &amp;quot;you&amp;#39;ll have to meet some&lt;br&gt;strict requirements.  First, you must type at least 60 words per&lt;br&gt;minute.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;      Sitting down at the typewriter, the dog types out 80 words per minute.&lt;br&gt;      &amp;quot;Also,&amp;quot; says the director, &amp;quot;you 
