February 4, 2009

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I’ve been thinking today about something my father used to say: “I cried because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet.”
Funny, isn’t it, how a man I thought so stupid when I was a hotshot teenager could grow so wise over time — even after his death.
Some of you know the story in my life demonstrating this saying. I was sitting in probate court one day, feeling very sorry for myself. Oh! Quel Catastrophe! Life just was not worth living, I thought as the court docket was being called. Then, the judge was stumped by the name of one of the cases. H-O-U-G-H, is it pronounced “How” or “Hoag”? A woman’s voice chirped from the back of the room: “Huff, your honor, like rough and tough!” We all turned to look as the woman gathered her metal canes to make the trek to the bench. All the way forward, step by awkward step, she joked with the judge. Her spine was twisted, as was her pelvis, and her legs were withered mockery of the swift. How could I feel sorry for myself if this woman, facing these problems IN PROBATE COURT (someone she was close to had died), could face life with quips and jokes?
Since then, my son-in-law gave me a set of “worry beads” he brought back from his tour in Iraq. The string has 67 beads, including the large tasseled joining bead. I take the beads to bed with me at night and go to sleep counting my blessings. It is the absolute best therapy instruction I’ve ever received.
If you are sad about what you do not have — money, mate or momma — the whole world is full of what you do not have and you will always be sad. On the other hand, can you see, hear and walk? These are gifts and you have all you need and more.

SINATRA SPEAKS

Chariman of the Bored

Chariman of the Bored


Muffy, he’s more full of bird do-do than ever. Why should I be grateful about being inside when there’s outside? So what he feeds me canned food? I deserve it. I deserve more than that little can. I deserve it more often than once a day when I want it all the time. I have to work hard to chase the birds. Why won’t they just come to me so I can play with them for a little while? I hid those beads under the bed once because they made a wonderful toy. He wasn’t grateful. So much for that theory.
No wonder cats rule the world.

TODAY’S THOUGHT

Don’t go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first.

Mark Twain

I READ THE NEWS TODAY, OH BOY

In vino, veritas; how the Greeks drank wine

FOR NO REASON

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