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Feb28

What Mother Didn’t Tell Us…

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Your arces are going to fall!

As I sit here in my office chair pondering life’s changes. I realize there were so many things Mother never told me . Who else would, or could tell us things no-one else would venture telling us?

Things like, as you age your nose, and ears grow…..what? That’s right, haven’t you seen a little old man with a nose bigger than his feet? Well, next time you’re out and about check it out.

I pick on old men because, well I don’t want to pick on women. We are sensitive, and we try our best to keep ourselves as lovely, and beautiful as possible, and we do. Men just don’t care if their nose its larger than their feet, or they are aging without grace! Their bellies hang out! Their nose hangs out! Their shoes are falling apart! Their clothes might be stained and dirty, they just don’t care!

On a different note, what’s with the scales all over the body? That’s right scales! It starts with just one or two on one of your legs or arms, then…..all of a sudden there are a dozen more all over the place. I can’t tell you what the final place will be until the end. I can tell you I now have one on my forehead. At least this one is under bangs. It seems that I’ve gotten these so called scales only in places that have been effected by the sun. And a few that haven’t even seen the sun.

Maybe you don’t have any scales, but you might have something else just as annoying. Note to the young women, Make sure to use sunscreen everywhere!

Now this is something I’ve learned through experience. Always wear good supportive shoes. It seems that if your shoes don’t support your frame properly, after a while your knees start to turn in. If your knees are turning in, your toes are moving to one side. This has only one meaning, your arches are falling! If your arches are falling, everything else is probably starting to fall as well. This is not good! I’m sure someone somewhere is laughing like crazy. But it isn’t funny, especially if it’s happening to you….

Remember when an old car is falling apart? There are so many things going wrong with it that you don’t know where to start fixing it. They are all important things, and that’s why it’s so difficult to decide where to start!

Well it’s the same with your body. So when your arches start to fall, don’t think it’s just your arches because it isn’t just your arches! It’s everything connected to the arches that fall as well! So along with the arches are your knees, hips, back, and everything else even the boobs! They are all going to fall!

Never think you will escape any of this. If it isn’t this, it will be something else just as bad. This is not a threat, but a warning in advance from someone who knows!

There are so many other things Mother didn’t tell me. In regards to pain, having children, getting married, compromising in ways you never thought would be necessary. Don’t get me wrong, none of this is easy, or even fun. But to keep from being in tears 24/7, you have to see the humor in it. When you finally retire you’d better hope and pray…..pray that you can still have the energy, health, and desire to step outside your home to go anywhere.

It sounds grim, and for some it is, but I choose to laugh it off. Think of it as a puzzle game. It’s all hit and miss. If you don’t get any of these things, you’re lucky.

If you do get some of these things, you need to learn how to think of the ride as an adventure. Good luck on your trip!

Thank you for stopping to read my blog, I wish for you health, happiness, and the energy to laugh at yourself. Much love to all of you. Karen

Nov15

On A Day Like Today….

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It’s rainy, it’s cold, it’s a curl up with a book, a blanket, and a pillow day. It’s a curl up with your dog day.

We recently adopted a dog. And after only three months we are still getting use to each other. She recently had puppies, and then when all was said and done, the people that owned her whisked her off to the animal shelter. We still can’t figure that out! Both of us think we were so lucky to be able to find her.

I had seen her on the shelter web page for quite a while, but after a few weeks she wasn’t there. I wanted to rescue a dog from the cold, hard life that a shelter would offer her. Luckily she was sent to another shelter closer to home. And, I spotted her on their website. The Rancho Coastal Humane Society. I can’t say enough good things about them, I was truly impressed with how clean, and caring they are.

This is our newest addition to our family. Peppa, a four year old French Bulldog.

Have you ever adopted a pet? Or, do you only get puppies from a breeder? I’ve done both, and I have to tell you I prefer rescuing a dog instead of paying for a purebred. It’s not that I don’t love getting a purebred puppy, it’s more about giving a forever home to an animal less fortunate. I can do that!

But there is a downside to all the goodness rescuing holds, the downside seems to be that we haven’t any idea what these sweet little animals have been through. These are the issues we have to deal with when giving them a forever home. Then there is the issue of personality. Frenchies are stubborn, they will outsmart you, and don’t like to be yelled at. But they will push you over the edge if you let them, and they need attention, and are high maintenance. I happen to be very calm these days, and don’t get pushed easily!

Our dear little Peppa was probably used for the puppies she could give them. Maybe this was their main form of income. Maybe they had other breeders also. We will never know, but Peppa did have some good habits I’m grateful for. I guess it doesn’t matter that she is wicked smart. She knows how to manipulate us, but we think we are smarter than she is. But are we?

She sits, stays, and comes when she is called. Could this be because I give her a training treat when she does these things, or did her previous parents teach her this? See what I mean by her being smarter than we are? We are still working on the word “Potty,” and what that means. She also gets a treat after she potties. Motivation is the name of the game.

I want you to know that our home as sweat as it is, was empty without a companion in it. My husband didn’t want another dog, or cat, but I convinced him it was important to me, and he kindly gave in. Now we both love her and get great amounts of joy from her.

She has made herself at home, and loves her back yard. She’ll even go out by herself now.

So if you ever wondered if you wanted a dog or cat to liven up your home, I’d say yes. They do bring you so much joy, and laughter. It gives us purpose, gets us up and moving. All that is a good thing, and probably it will keep all of us younger!

Thank you for stopping to read my blog, Have a Happy Thanksgiving from our home to your home, and from our Peppa to yours.

Oct18

Confessions of a 99 Year Old!

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I thought this was interesting, and a bit humorous at the same time. It is 18 minutes long, so sit down when you need a break to watch it.

Thank you for stopping to watch this little video. As always United we Stand.. Karen

Oct4

If I Could Live My Life Over Again…

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“If I could live my life over again,
I would have gone to bed to rest when I felt sick instead of pretending the earth would stop if I wasn’t at work for a day…
I would have burned the pink candle carved like a rose instead of letting it melt in the pantry…
I would have talked less and listened more…
I would have invited friends to the table even if there is a stain on the carpet and the couch needs to be cleaned.
I would have eaten popcorn in the “good” room and wouldn’t have worried so much about dust when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.— with Esme Kopelowitz.
I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather telling stories from his youth.
I would never have insisted on driving with the car windows down on a beautiful summer day, just because my hair was freshly styled and fixed.
I would have been lying on the meadow with my head on the grass.
I would have cried and laughed less watching TV and more watching life.
But, most of all, to have a second chance at life, I would cherish every moment, I would really look at it… I would live it…
I wouldn’t get so worked up over petty and petty things anymore…
Don’t worry about those who don’t like you, or rather, you shouldn’t care who does what…
Instead, let’s cherish the friends we have and the people who love us…
And to what we do every day to improve our mind, body, soul, emotions.”
Written by Erma Bombeck 1979.

Thank you for taking time out to read my blog. I thought this was worth the read.
As always, we stand together! Karen

Sep20

Let’s Talk Eyebrows

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There is no doubt about it, eyebrows are a pain in the neck! I don’t know about you, but there aren’t too many things I want symmetrical, eyebrows are one of them, glasses being another! To me, if they are out of sync, or uneven, I’m not one bit happy. That being said, I can drive myself crazy trying to get them just right.

My eyebrows have been tattooed three or four times over the years, and each time they just don’t look like I think they should. How about you? Have you ever had your eyebrows worked on? or have you been happy with their shape, color, and style? If you’ve been happy with them, you are lucky.

The first time I had my eyebrows tattooed was many years ago, way before mycrobladding. When I went to this lady, who by the way came highly recommended, used an old school tattoo gun. Yikes! That was not only scary, but it was incredible painful. To add insult to injury, at the time I jumped in with both feet. I not only had my eyebrows tattooed, I had eyeliner, and lip liner tattooed all at once as well.

Apparently, my skin is very sun damaged, and extremely sensitive. Not apparently, it was, and still is sensitive. She had a cream to put on my skin that might as well have been Jello, because it didn’t help at all. Since she was working on my face, and I couldn’t move or she would make a mistake, my face was the only part of me still on the table. The remainder of me was ten feet up on the ceiling. She wasn’t happy, I wasn’t happy, but I started it, so I had to finish it.

I had red hair at the time, and I explained to her that it wasn’t going to be red for long. It was going to be back to dark blond. When I left her studio, and the dust had settled, my eyebrows were red!!! Not auburn, but red! I wasn’t too pleased about that, but I thought when I returned for a touch up, I’d have her brown them up a bit. Don’t panic, everything is fixable.

The Tattoo lady was located in Arizona, and I actually ventured out to Ultra Hot Arizona to have my tattoo’s done. My girlfriend was with me, and the heat wasn’t a concern. Today, it’s a big concern…..I wouldn’t consider it. I was only there for a short visit (to have my eyebrows tattooed), so we wanted to see, and do as much as possible in the time I had. We drove from Flagstaff all the way to Mexico. And what we realized was, our lips arrived way before the car ever got to the designated town we were going to visit.

If you have ever had your lips tattooed, you’d knowhow much they swell up, at least to three or more times their size due to trauma! I’d say just about every part of our faces were traumatized that day having faced that big old black tattoo gun. To make it even more fun our faces were all greased up so nothing dried out.

What a sight that must have been…

My girlfriend and myself went together, because safety comes in numbers! At least we both had each other to lean on.

On our drive that summer day, we went almost all the way to Flagstaff, and found a Renaissance Fair to check out. People were dressed in midivil attire, with ribbons, faces all made up, and clothes that made us feel like we had stumbled into a mid-evil Hollywood movie. The music was from mid-evil England, and everyone was over the top joyous.

That was just the beginning. When we finished there, and had gotten a break from the heat due to the mountains, and altitude, so we ventured south to Tubac.

Tubac was at the time a small artist enclave above Tucson. It was dirt streets, but only a few, with adobe houses, and wire fences around the properties. It wasn’t impressive, clean, or even very interesting. I remember thinking, now is a good time to buy property here. But it was an armpit of a small, deserted, desert town. Well we saw it, we drove around it, now we’re going to leave it.

And leave it we did! On our way to Mexico……. What a fun day we were having, time to grease up again. We don’t want anything to get dried out!!!

Now going across the border, what should we focus on. I did notice a few people turning to look at us. After all, our lips were bigger than ever, and they did arrive before we did.

I brought back silver mirrored balls for the garden, and a few other odds and ends for my yard, but most of all….. I brought back my lips. I had to get my lips into the car so we could return home.

It was a fun trip, and having a friend to share it with was the best. We still laugh about that visit. It was one of those times you couldn’t repeat even if you wanted to.

That was many years ago, and since then I’ve had bad tattoos, and good tattoos of my eyebrows. I’m still having trouble getting them to look halfway decent, but now days If they’re close, they’re close enough!

There is a lady on YouTube who struggles with her eyebrows also, and she said something that really helped me. She said, “Remember your eyebrows are sisters, not twins!” I hope this helps you too.

Thank you for stoping to read this crazy post on eyebrows. Life can be so funny, and fun if you can see it that way.

Until next time, Together we stand. Karen

Sep6

Accepting Ones Self!

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This isn’t an easy subject!!! I sure have struggled with it, and I’m sure all of you have struggled with it at times also.

It truly hurts to realize we are never going to be what we use to be. On the bright side I tell myself “I’m not what I use to be, I’m better!” That’s how I handle that subject.

Do I believe it? Sometimes yes, and sometimes NO! But I can’t do anything about it, so the only thing I have control over is telling myself, “I wanted to grow old gracefully, so do it!”

Most of us don’t dress like we did, or even like we would like to in our minds. I’m super casual these days, and I don’t see anything wrong with that. I can also kick it up a notch if I need to. (I just can’t remember when the last time I needed to kick it up a notch, and we went somewhere we needed to get dressed up for.)

So my version of dressing up is putting on a pair of my best earrings, and using my most seductive perfume. I even hot iron my hair. Does it work? Well, it makes me feel better, and my husband always compliments me on my clothes, my hair, and anything else that he knows helps me to feel appreciated, and beautiful.

Incase you haven’t figured it out, I have a perfect husband!

What do you do to feel pretty, and desirable? Don’t tell me you have no-one to get dressed up for. Because I think we do this for ourselves as much as for others. If I feel good, I hold myself better, greet others better, and my entire day does better.

Yes, sometimes it’s difficult to greet others with a happy, energetic face, but when we do, it really does make us feel better.

So next time you drag yourself out of bed in the morning, get that cup of coffee, and tell yourself. “I can do this!” Put your best foot forward, with a nice shower, some nice perfume, and something comfy. Maybe kick it up with brushing your hair, and a little lipstick. You can keep going if you feel good enough, but this is a start.

Remember, we are in this together, and we have to stand together!

Thank you for stopping to read my blog, I’ll be back soon. Karen