Semester break *update*

So here’s a list of items I’d wanted to do during my 5 week semester break:


· I need to have someone come out and give me an estimate on replacing the carpet in the living room and possibly the stairs. - still working on

· Watch the second season of Dexter - one episode left

· Watch the second season of CSI (the original) - done

· Purchase a new ceiling fan and have installed - still working on

· Get an estimate for window replacement - still working on

· Read at least 3 books - done



2 out of six completed not bad........but since school actually start up again until February 2, so I have a little more time. And with that extended I plan to read some more books and just relax some. Maybe I'll treat myself to a massage or a spa treatment. I'll be sure to make the best of the additional two weeks I have, because I think I'll take two classes this spring semester.

At least I didn't sit around doing nothing.

Peace, Blessings and Laughs

My first change in 2009

Guess what I got......ok, I know you don't feel up to the guessing, at any rate I go to check my yahoo e-mail, (I only check it twice a day, I'm more on g-mail than anything) at any rate I checks my e-mail and there's an e-mail from my professor from the class I just took, remember this post. Well I'm all shaking in my boots thinking now what. And this is the content of the e-mail:

Laughing808,
After consulting with our department head, I have changed your grade to C for the course.

ACCT 436 Professor


So you know what I'm doing right about now..........I'm doing my dance, doing my dance..........

Have a BLESSED & GREAT weekend, I know I will, especially now.


Peace, Blessings and Laughs

Evening TV and pondering

Last night I was watching Private Practice as usual. And one of the story lines was this woman that had three school aged boys. The older son was autistic and the other two were fine. They had been in Switzerland for the past two years and recently came back. The middle son caught a “cold” says the mother while in the airport. Well upon examination it is determined that the boy has measles.

The doctor suggests vaccination for the youngest son who hasn’t had the vaccine. The older son got the vaccinated and the mother believes that’s what caused his autism. So she refuses to allow the youngest son to get the vaccine. The doctor informs her of the additional health problems that could occur if the child is does not receive the vaccine.
The son with the measles later died.

At any rate, it got me to thinking or pondering this question:

Would you prefer to die from medicine or lack of medicine?

Here’s a hypothetical scenario: doctors tell you, you’ve contracted some disease but they aren’t sure exactly how to treat it. They run thru the laundry list of solutions, but nothing points to an all out cure. One of those listed items might work, but then it might cause death. Would you prefer them to administer the medicine or would you hold out for a definitive cure?



Peace, Blessings and Laughs

Fwd: The Old Phone On The Wall

A friend forwarded this to me. It's abit long, but rather interesting.

When I was quite young, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood. I remember the polished, old case fastened to the wall.

The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box. I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother talked to it.

Then I discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an amazing person. Her name was 'Information Please' and there was nothing she did not know. Information Please could supply anyone's number and the correct time.

My personal experience with the genie-in-a-bottle came one day while my mother was visiting a neighbor. Amusing myself at the tool bench in the basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer, the pain was terrible, but there seemed no point in crying because there was no one home to give sympathy.

I walked around the house sucking my throbbing finger, finally arriving at the stairway. The telephone! Quickly, I ran for the footstool in the parlor and dragged it to the landing. Climbing up, I unhooked the receiver in the parlor and held it to my ear. 'Information, please' I said into the mouthpiece just above my head.

A click or two and a small clear voice spoke into my ear.

'Information.'

'I hurt my finger...' I wailed into the phone, the tears came readily enough now that I had an audience.

'Isn't your mother home?' came the question.

'Nobody's home but me,' I blubbered.

'Are you bleeding?' the voice asked.

'No,' I replied. 'I hit my finger with the hammer and it hurts.'

'Can you open the icebox?' she asked.

I said I could.

'Then chip off a little bit of ice an d hold it to your finger,' said the voice.

After that, I called 'Information Please' for everything. I asked her for help with my geography, and she told me where Philadelphia was. She helped me with my math.

She told me my pet chipmunk that I had caught in the park just the day before, would eat fruit and nuts.

Then, there was the time Petey, our pet canary, died. I called,

Information Please,' and told her the sad story. She listened, and then said things grown-ups say to soothe a child. But I was not consoled. I asked her, 'Why is it that birds should sing so beautifully and bring joy to all families, only to end up as a heap of feathers on the bottom of a cage?'

She must have sensed my deep concern, for she said quietly, ' Wayne always remember that there are other worlds to sing in.'

Somehow I felt better.

Another day I was on the telephone, 'Information Please.'

'Information,' said in the now familiar voice. 'How do I spell fix?' I asked.

All this took place in a small town in the Pacific Northwest. When I was nine years old, we moved across the country to Boston. I missed my friend very much. 'Information Please' belonged in that old wooden box back home and I somehow never thought of trying the shiny new phone that sat on the table in the hall. As I grew into my teens, the memories of those childhood conversations never really left me.

Often, in moments of doubt and perplexity I would recall the serene sense of security I had then. I appreciated now how patient, understanding, and kind she was to have spent her time on a little boy.

A few years later, on my way west to college, my plane put down in Seattle. I had about a half-hour or so between planes. I spent 15 minutes or so on the phone with my sister, who lived there now. Then without thinking what I w as doing, I dialed my hometown operator and said, 'Information Please.'

Miraculously, I heard the small, clear voice I knew so well.

'Information.'

I hadn't planned this, but I heard myself saying, 'Could you please tell me how to spell fix?'

There was a long pause. Then came the soft spoken answer, 'I guess your finger must have healed by now.'

I laughed, 'So it's really you,' I said. 'I wonder if you have any idea how much you meant to me during that time?'

I wonder,' she said, 'if you know how much your call meant to me.

I never had any children and I used to look forward to your calls.'

I told her how often I had thought of her over the years and I asked if I could call her again when I came back to visit my sister.

'Please do', she said. 'Just ask for Sally.'

Three months later I was back in Seattle. A different voice answered,

'Information' I asked for Sally.

'Are you a friend?' she said.

'Yes, a very old friend,' I answered.

'I'm sorry to have to tell you this,' she said. 'Sally had been working part-time the last few years because she was sick. She died five weeks ago.'

Before I could hang up she said, 'Wait a minute, did you say your name was Wayne?' 'Yes.' I answered.

'Well, Sally left a message for you. She wrote it down in case you called.

Let me read it to you.'

The note said, 'Tell him there are other worlds to sing in.

He'll know what I mean.'

I thanked her and hung up. I knew what Sally meant.

Never underestimate the impression you may make on others.

Whose life have you touched today?

Why not pass this on? I just did....

Lifting you on eagle's wings. May you find the joy and peace you long for.

Life is a journey. NOT a guided tour.

I liked this story and just had to pass it on. I hope you enjoy it and get a blessing


Peace, Blessings and Laughs

Half a work day in Waldorf, MD

So my supervisor came in and asked if I would be interested in doing inventory at the warehouse where our books are housed. I asked where and for how long and if I’d have to come back to work after completing the task. He said the task would only take a couple of hours, so I’d still have to come in the office for the rest of the day.

The advantage to this is I’ve shown initiative in grasping a better understanding over a portion of what I’m accounting for and I get sometime away from the office on their dime. But, and of course there’s always a but, I have to be there at 9 am.

I’m not sure if you are familiar with 495 (Maryland beltway) but rush hour is terrible. And Southbound can be the pits. I’d have to get on the beltway and drive roughly about 4 or 5 exits. And while that might not seem to be problematic, as I said rush hour is a mess. That drive on the beltway can take anywhere from 20 minutes on up to an hour depending on the crazies and/or what’s going on. And not only that after I take the exit off the beltway, I’d still have a ways to go………..ways as in maybe 35 minutes of additional driving. But at least the latter part will be against traffic.

At any rate this is where I am today……….

Hope you are having a splendid day.


Peace, Blessings and Laughs

Long weekend recap

I so really needed a long weekend, and boy did I make use of it. I don’t even think I can remember all I did, or didn’t do……..LOL

Let’s see Thursday I took my little cousin to return a game we purchased for his play station 2 that wasn’t working correctly. And then we went to Tarjay and the grocery store. I found this recipe for lemon cupcakes that I wanted to try and make, so after dropping him off, I went home to commence with baking you those cupcakes and a red velvet cake. Can I just say the frosting for the cupcakes was so delicious…….it consisted of cream cheese, powder sugar and lemon juice……..it had this really nice subtle lemon zest, yummy. Oh, and they had a DS, of which they allowed me to take home, I was up til 3:30 am playing sudoku. That game is so addictive, especially if it’s electronic.

Friday I headed to my aunt’s house, to take the cupcakes and cake over there and sat around with them playing Wii and the DS. I took my cousin over another cousin’s house to get her hair done and then we went to Bowie to run a few errands and then headed back on our side of town. I was there until about 10 pm.

Saturday was yet another day at my aunt’s house with my cousins. We played more Wii and I helped one of the cousins with his math homework. Those packets to schools send home over the break with the kids are no joke…….had me scratching my head and wishing I were near a computer with internet access. And by the time I left that same cousin was too through with me and no longer wanted my assistance because I refused to allow him to record the answers he guessed without showing how he got those answers………….

Yesterday, well I was supposed to go to church. My little cousin was being baptized, but I over sleep and missed that. I lounged around the house until about 4 and headed up to Laurel for a crabcake and some crab dip. The crabcake was good, but the dip was too rich for my taste buds. After that I headed yet again to Tarjay, can you tell I like this store, to pick up a few plastic totes to organize my extra room.

As mentioned in my previous post, the night ended with me staying up later than I planned watching CSI Miami episodes.

Hope you had a good weekend.


Peace, Blessings and Laughs

1st work day of the New Year

I planned to be in bed asleep by 11 pm last night. But what had happened was that darn C. S. I. Miami……….although I prefer the original show, the 11 pm episode caught my attention and like wise for the 12am show. So guess who didn’t get to sleep until after 1 am……..yep me.

I was up early this morning tossing and turning and then the alarm finally went off at 7:20. But I stayed in the bed for 10 more minutes. And of course that had a ripple effect and instead of being out the door at 8:15 as I planned I didn’t get in the car until 8:30. Oh well, I was still here before my supervisor. Better luck tomorrow?????



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Have a great day!

Peace, Blessings and Laughs