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A Well-Planned Retirement November 12, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Humor, Joke, People.
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From The London Times:

Donald-Duck-DrivingOutside England’s Bristol Zoo there is a parking lot for 150 cars and 8 buses. For 25 years, its parking fees were managed by a very pleasant attendant …

The fees for cars ($1.40), for buses (about $7).

Then, one day, after 25 solid years of never missing a day of work, he just didn’t show up; so the zoo management called the city council and asked it to send them another parking agent.

The council did some research and replied that the parking lot was the zoo’s own responsibility. The zoo advised the council that the attendant was a city employee. The city council responded that the lot attendant had never been on the city payroll.

Mickey-In-HammockMeanwhile, sitting in his villa somewhere on the coast of Spain, or France, or Italy, is a man who’d apparently had a ticket booth installed completely on his own and then had simply begun to show up every day, commencing to collect and keep the parking fees, estimated at about $560 per day — for 25 years.

Assuming 7 days a week, this amounts to over $5 million dollars . . . and no one even knows his name.

Aah . . . That’s the ticket!

Source:  E-mail from Kate Crimmons (Thanks, Kate!)

Snopes reports that this Urban Legend is . . . False.  But a girl can dream, right?

Remaning Awake & Aware November 9, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Magick & Mystery, Mindfulness, Spirit & Ego.
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Val’s recent post Shifting Allegiances caused me to re-visit the events described in Fire & Rain.  Doing so, helped me see why what we did . . . and did not do . . . made so much sense to me at the time and hence:

Donald-Duck-BaseballBeing curious instead of fearful had something to do with why we didn’t run out of the building into the pouring rain when the fire alarm sounded . . .

Instead of trying to control the situation, we trusted that our collective intuition would encourage us to move in plenty of time if we were really in harm’s way . . .

Instead of being attached to the stories swirling in our head about what the alarm “might” mean, we let go of our prejudgments and stayed in the present moment . . .

Mickey-OKAnd when it proved to be a false alarm, we were grateful that we were warm and safe and dry . . .

Aah . . . That’s Better!

”What are you ~ a god, an angel, a saint?”

“No,” replied The Buddha, “I am A-W-A-K-E.”

Here Comes The Bride November 7, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Food & Drink, Happiness, Home & Garden, People.
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I attended a bridal shower for my niece on Saturday.

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One of the games involved designing wedding gowns for a willing member of each team.

Team A got off to a terrific start using the only material provided . . .

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Rolls of cheap toilet paper . . .

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Racing against the clock, Team B took an entirely different approach to the challenge.

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Team C won the prize for chugging out of the station with the best train and bouquet.

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But the shower wasn’t all fun and games.

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The Bride-To-Be opened her shower gifts . . .

None of which had a thing to do with rain showers, summer showers, April showers, or taking a shower.

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After presents, she said, “Let them eat CAKE!”

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Chocolate cake.

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Accompanied by chocolate covered strawberries.

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And cups of chocolate mousse.

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Aah . . . that’s better!

 

 

iThink . . . iCan . . . November 5, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Blogging, Humor, Less IS More, Writing & Writers.
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Apple-Logo-in-YellowThis is the first blog post I’ve written on my iPad mini . . . utilizing a Lilliputian keyboard.

It’s the first Apple product I’ve ever owned.

It’s the first time I’ve done any “serious writing” (ha!) on a diminutive keyboard.

It’s the first time I couldn’t rely on my able mouse to help me highlight, cut, paste, and otherwise edit my musings.

What should you expect?

That it will take me twice as long to say half as much.

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Aah . . . that’s better!

A Baby Orangutan ~> SWEET! November 3, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Animals, Nature.
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3d-apeBabies are cute and often a cause for celebration.  No matter the species.

For the first time in 25 years, primate staff at the Smithsonian’s National Zoo are celebrating the birth of a male Bornean orangutan. He was born at 8:52 p.m. Sept. 12.  Both 19 years old, female Batang and male Kyle bred in January . . . 

Animal care staff have observed Batang nursing the infant who has been clinging closely to his mother, and they are cautiously optimistic that the newborn will thrive.

The Great Ape House will remain closed to provide Batang a quiet space to bond with her infant.  

To read more and see some precious shots of Batang’s baby boy:

Orangutan Born At Smithsonian National Zoo

Aah . . . that’s better!

 

Plitvice Lakes National Park October 31, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Art & Photography, Nature, Travel & Leisure.
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If my bucket list ever expands to include Croatia . . . Plitvice Lakes National Park is on my itinerary!

For more amazing images:  Plitvice Lake National Park

Aah . . . that’s better!

Scotch Hopping Through A Hodge Podge October 29, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Humor, Life Balance, Mindfulness, People.
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imgp2584bWhen stressed, I close my eyes and breathe in love and gratitude.

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Following my breath =  an instant antidote for dis-ease.

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Smiling a “small Buddha smile” allows me to watch the “what is” as it unfolds without getting attached to having things “my way.“

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My mantra (as detached observer) ~> Just Be.

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I try to “be friendly” with all our neighbors . . . even the ones I don’t want to “befriend.”

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I am never bored . . . except when stuck in the middle of a crowd of extroverts competing for attention.

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I guess certain behavior doesn’t Sitwell with me . . .

“I am patient with stupidity, but not with those who are proud of it.” ~ Elizabeth Sitwell

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And, now, one last Hop Scotch or Scotch Hop through this Hodge Podge:

Mickey-OKOscar Wilde nailed the art of opposites . . . saying one thing to point in the opposite direction.

My favorite example:

I can resist everything except temptation.

Aah . . . that’s better!

 

Valerie Bertinelli’s LOL Martini October 27, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Food & Drink, Humor, Vegetarian Recipes.
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Valerie Bertinelli has a cooking show.

On a recent show, she blanched broccoli florets and matchstick carrots, dropped them into an ice bath to keep the colors vibrant, and tossed the veggies with a quick Honey Mustard Vinaigrette (mustard, honey, vinegar, salt, pepper, olive oil) and chopped walnuts.

The dish looked awesome!  I must give it a try.

She also made a LOL Martini with limoncello, lemon vodka, orange juice, orange liqueur, and lime juice ~ I would enjoy that too!

Aah . . . that’s better!

Fire And Rain October 25, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Health & Wellness, Humor, Mindfulness, People.
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At Bridge one afternoon, the fire alarm in the Church Hall went off.  I looked up from my cards to assess the situation.

Inside:  No flames.  No smoke.  Exit doors just steps away.

Outside:  A torrential downpour.  A real gully washer.  Thunder. Lightning.

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After raising inquisitive eyes toward the blinking alarm box on the wall of the hall, no one moved from their seats.  Everyone seemed content to “wait and see” what the rest of the players planned to do.

The alarm rang out for about 30 seconds, then went silent.

After it stopped blaring, we issued a collective shrug and returned to playing cards, sensing it was a “false alarm” triggered by the staccato lightning strikes that had punctuated our play all afternoon.

Five minutes later, three burly firefighters in full regalia burst into the room.

They seemed as surprised by our presence as we were by their arrival.  After all, it’s not every day you see a dozen card players playing cards.

Regaining their composure, they strode across the floor and went straight to work checking the alarm boxes.

Glancing at the huddled trio, I sensed palpable displeasure that we hadn’t evacuated the building at the sounding of the alarm.  Waves of disapproval emanated from them.  They couldn’t understand why we were inside playing cards rather than huddled outside dodging raindrops and lightning bolts.

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Sure enough, as they turned to leave, one stopped to ask, “Did any of you hear the fire alarm go off?”

All nodded.  (Even those few who had left their hearing aids at home on their dressers.)

“And none of you exited the building?  You just kept playing cards?’

All nodded again.

Hearing no apology and sensing no sign of remorse, he turned from us in disgust and followed the other firefighters down the hall.

Figuring they had a handle on the situation, we returned our calm and concentrated attention to the cards in our hands.

Aah . . . that’s better!

Turning A King Mattress October 22, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Exercise & Fitness, Home & Garden, Humor, Less IS More.
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Last time we stripped the bed to wash the sheets, we decided to fluff up the mattress pad in the dryer.

Once the mattress had been divested of its outerwear, we figured we might as well rotate the mattress.

Once the mattress was off the box springs, we figured we might as well wash the dust ruffle.

At that point, Tigger intervened to check on our progress.

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He wandered around the unusual landscape checking things out.

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Once Tigger gave us the “all clear,” we figured we might as well lift off the box springs and vacuum under the bed.

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Once the box springs were removed, we decided to clean the baseboard and wash the walls behind the bed.

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A few observations:

#1  One thing leads to another.

#2  Everything is connected.

#3  King beds are H~E~A~V~Y!!!

When I mentioned the intense work-out we got from our mattress turning session to my sister, she asked an astute question:

“What do people do about flipping king mattresses when they get older?”

Considering the options, I replied:

“You ask your kids to do it.  Or you forget to do it.  Or like Lucy and Ricky Ricardo, you trade in your King for Twin Beds.”

Of course, by the time BFF & I get around to turning our mattress again, we may all be sleeping in pods on Mars.

Time will tell.

Aah . . . that’s better!

What’s your least favorite household chore?