Another mystery for me to ponder. I tried to put all four cats in one entry, but they are all four in a horizontal row. So I deleted two (pictures, not the cats) and made another entry. Why did it not show up in a vertical row instead? Each cat has his or her favorite spot in the winter. Mostly it revolves about the furnace grates.
This is from the long ago and far, far away file. This is Maine, probably somewhere around Acadia. Now that is a beautiful National Park. I have on my to do list, to go there again and just mozy along thru New England. I will have to be retired before I can do that.
People asked me what I would do. Take watercolor classes. At the Pittsburgh Institute for the Arts they have classes but the one I want to take is given only during the day. Get out and take pictures. Take classes at the local colleges, this is for fun. A lot of the colleges have classes that can be taken for free or a minimal class for seniors. You don't get the credits but you get the knowledge. What I have visions of doing is arguing with the professor and call them names like Idiot or something like that. That is if I don't agree. Sometimes I like an argument just for the sake of the argument, and especially if I am right.
Another thing is peruse the genealogy in depth. This is difficult for me now because All of my great grandparents came from Europe. I have gotten just about as far as I can do with the research here. I am to the point in my research that I need to go and see what the LDS (Later Day Saints) have copies from the church records of Ireland and Germany.
I would like to do some volunteer work. I tried that with the Trap, neuter and release of cats, but with all the felines allergens I started to feel sneezy and a little short of breath (Provental inhaler time) so I quit assisting with the cat population control. I thought this might work with deadbeat parents of the world, but it would be cruel to trap them in a cage. The way the program works is like this. There are feral cat colonies and a person get the cage and traps the cats. Then they will take them to the shelter and they are anesthetized, given a rabies, antibiotic, and kitty NSAID for the pain. A little bit of their ear is nipped for identification that they have been neutered and the next day they are released back in their colony. Helps with cat population control, control of rabies and the cats are less likely to fight. Well, they will now fight over food and not a mate.
Also when I retire I will work "casual" That is when they need somebody and they will call and say, "Claudia, can you work on Wednesday?" I will give it a yea or a nay, and the people will be happy that one less room needs to be staffed.
Acadia National Park - Home (U.S. National Park Service)
FamilySearch.org - Family History and Genealogy Records
The above photo was taken at the Westside Market in Cleveland. I wish we had a market like this in Pittsburgh.
Went out to lunch with my chums. It is great to have lady friends. The ones you have know for ages and feel comfortable with discussing anything. They don't criticize, just listen to you. I guess all our problems are of the same genre. We are all past the raising kids and now are watching our children find their way in the world. Or we hope they will.
Lunch was at Lidias. They have a brunch on Saturdays and Sundays. You order an entree and then they have the antipasti bar, then your lunch and then a dessert bar. A Mimosa or Bloody Mary comes with the price. Lidia's - Pittsburgh You can click on it here.
I still would like to figure out why????? After I put a link in this journal the rest of the type is the small type??? There must be an answer. Anyhow, I don't know the answer to that.
"The course of true love never did run smooth."
William Shakespeare
If every thing appears to be running smoothly, you have obviously overlooked something.
Claudia
King Arthur and the Witch:
Young King Arthur was ambushed and imprisoned by the monarch of a neighboring kingdom. The monarch could have killed him but was moved by Arthur's youth and ideals. So, the monarch offered him his freedom, as long as he could answer a very difficult question. Arthur would have a year to figure out the answer and, if after a year, he still had no answer, he would be put to death.
The question? What do women really want? Such a question would perplex even the most knowledgeable man, and to young Arthur, it seemed an impossible query. But, since it was better than death, he accepted the monarch's proposition to have an answer by year's end.
He returned to his kingdom and began to poll everyone: the princesses, the priests, the wise men and even the court jester. He spoke with everyone, but no one could give him a satisfactory answer.
Many people advised him to consult the old witch, for only she would have the answer.
But the price would be high; as the witch was famous throughout the kingdom for the exorbitant prices she charged.
The last day of the year arrived and Arthur had no choice but to talk to the witch. She agreed to answer the question, but he would have to agree to her price first.
The old witch wanted to marry Sir Lancelot, the most noble of the Knights of the Round Table and Arthur's closest friend!
Young Arthur was horrified. She was hunchbacked and hideous, had only one tooth, smelled like sewage, made obscene noises, etc. He had never encountered such a repugnant creature in all his life.
He refused to force his friend to marry her and endure such a terrible burden; but Lancelot, learning of the proposal, spoke with Arthur.
He said nothing was too big of a sacrifice compared to Arthur's life and the preservation of the Round Table.
Hence, a wedding was proclaimed and the witch answered Arthur's question thus:
What a woman really wants, she answered....is to be in charge of her own life.
Everyone in the kingdom instantly knew that the witch had uttered a great truth and that Arthur's life would be spared.
And so it was, the neighboring monarch granted Arthur his freedom and Lancelot and the witch had a wonderful wedding.
The honeymoon hour approached and Lancelot, steeling himself for a horrific experience, entered the bedroom. But, what a sight awaited him. The most beautiful woman he had ever seen lay before him on the bed. The astounded Lancelot asked what had happened
The beauty replied that since he had been so kind to her when she appeared as a witch, she would henceforth, be her horrible deformed self only half the time and the beautiful maiden the other half.
Which would he prefer? Beautiful during the day....or night?
Lancelot pondered the predicament. During the day, a beautiful woman to show off to his friends, but at night, in the privacy of his castle, an old witch? Or, would he prefer having a hideous witch during the day, but by night, a beautiful woman for him to enjoy wondrous intimate moments?
What would YOU do?
What Lancelot chose is below. BUT...make YOUR choice before you scroll down below. OKAY?
"Optimism doesn't wait on facts. It deals with prospects. Pessimism is a waste of time."
Norman Cousin
I am willing to be we know more pessimists than optimists. The only time I am pessimistic is when my glass of wine is half empty.
"Our power is in our ability to decide."
R. Buckminster Fuller
Decide what, exactly?? Should I stay or should I go?? Or should I fill up that half empty glass of wine????
Right now my favorite is a Riesling. That is a German wine. It is not dry but classified as sweet, but not too sweet.....I like it. My-favorite is Schwartz Katz. Buy yourself a bottle if you like non dry wines.
"A technical objection is the first refuge of a scoundrel."
Heywood Broun
Scoundrel is a good word.........................
