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So another year has rolled around and it’s my birthday again.   To me, it’s simply amazing that I’m as old as I am.  I never could imagine anyone being this ancient when I was a kid … except of course for grandparents who seemed to be born old so of course they were old.  Now that I’m this old, I feel inside the same way I did when I was a kid. 

However … some days I feel young and walk by the mirror and think … “hey, she doesn’t look so bad.”  Other days, I look in the mirror and think … “oh dear GAWD who is that looking at me there?”

Anywho … on my birthday … to all those I know and care about … and to all my faithful and favorite readers, remember this;

 


 
However, my general words of so-called wisdom (at least in my mind and in my not-so-humble opinion) … particularly since one of my own children never had the option of growing old … are as follows: 

 
 

 
 

I regret nothing.  I learned from my many mistakes.  I however regret nothing.  It’s made me who I am. 

 

To my children that are still young (like me?  😏  ok … fine then … I’m young at heart anyway) and enjoying life, I offer these words of wisdom on my birthday:

 

 

  


 
 

Carry on, all … and happy birthday  #62 to me!

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You’ve got to be kidding me.

Really?

This afternoon I exited one of the back doors at the building where I work … a California State Government building to be precise … in Sacramento … on Capitol Mall … right next to one of the loading docks.  A co-worker was standing on the truck loading ramp and backing right up into me. 

“Oh!  Sorry!   I’m catching a Pokemon.”

He didn’t budge.

“I need to catch this guy.”

Are you FREEKING kidding me?  I had to push past and slide around him against the wall so I could run to catch the Commuter Bus that was getting ready to pull away, yelling for it to wait.  At least another rider heard me and held the bus.

People!  Get a life away from staring at an electronic device every waking minute. 

🙄

That is all.  Carry on, everyone.  Go out and ENJOY life.

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“I’ve got to tell you I’ve been rackin’ my brain, hopin’ to find a way out.   I’ve had enough of this continual rain.  Changes are acomin’, no doubt.  It’s been a too long time with no peace of mind, and I’m ready for the times to get better.  …  I feel so lonesome at times.  I have a dream that I could live.   It’s burnin’ holes in my mind.”   Crystal Gayle

We all know how some days/weeks in life are better than others. Right now, I have a job I smile through gritted teeth at and bear until I can leave for the better life I work toward. 

Management is insulting to not only me but also to anyone not part of their virtual “good ol’ boy” in-club/political cronyism that gets all the job favoritism heaped on certain people that have no real ability or knowledge to actually *do* the work they are paid top dollar for, while those that actually WORK are told they aren’t “good enough”.  What it boils down to is that there are those of us that take actual PRIDE in what we produce and refuse to kiss political ass.  We refuse to play their games.   The idiotic powers-that-be don’t like that.  It’s like high school cliques and being around the “mean girls”.   I didn’t do it then.  I sure as hell won’t now.  I have entirely too much self-respect … something that is in very short supply in today’s world. 

Then there’s Roy’s job that doesn’t understand basic scheduling and caters to one person who manipulates everything to provide only good schedules to him.   Roy gets the dregs … because of management ineptitude that is too afraid to upset the apple cart and wants everything easy on them.   What they fail to understand is that not addressing the issue just causes more issues in the future, particularly since, when their “golden boy” gets into scheduling nightmares (which he is VERY prone to), they then depend on Roy to bail them out. 

So what is my point here?  My point is … I am glad to be working toward financial independence so that we don’t have to depend on the inept or the cronyism that is rampant. “Regular” jobs (whatever the hell those are) … suck … BIG TIME. 

Have a Plan B.  

  

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As my beloved Daddy used to say …

COMMON SENSE AIN’T SO COMMON. 
To that, I’ll add … particularly in the government sector.  I’ll just leave it there.  It sums up my week. 
TGIF 

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The current fear so many businesses have for liability and lawsuits is truly a sign of the times. Everyone and everything is so “PC” now that even if you mention a company name in a blogpost in a positive manner and tag them out of courtesy so they’ll know what is being said about them, they or even other companies with which they are affiliated might get worked into a knot and think someone might be out to “get” them if they’re tagged in a post and a second party “misconstrues” what was stated. It amazes me quite honestly.  

Whenever I post things about Roy, me, our lives and opinions, and things we’re involved with, I give *OUR* opinions and make sure I state that it is in fact *OUR* opinions. We don’t make false claims or statements. We merely give our experiences and our thoughts.

I guess however in this overly paranoid culture, many people can’t see past their own biases to understand that. The fact that something, someone, or some place may help Roy and me through massive life issues (financial as well as personal) and help us step out of our own personal comfort zones to work toward something good in our own personal lives is apparently not something some people can understand as merely an update on us and not an “end-all be-all” for them to follow. They don’t get that when we mention what we do and believe about a particular company or business … when we state how it has helped us … that doesn’t make it the only way. They don’t get that it doesn’t mean all things will be fair and equal.
  
Guess what, everyone? Nothing in life is fair or equal. NOTHING!!!!!! Roy and I learned that in kindergarten. Oh hell. We learned that when we were still babies. 

It saddens me that culture and society have become so politically correct and so paranoid and so lawsuit happy that they’ve made a positive in Roy’s and my lives a reason for business partners to believe they might suffer an attack by someone unable to understand that simple concept. We aren’t blaming the business need to protect itself. Cultural paranoia has simply made it so we cannot credit (tag) a group that has helped Roy and me via a simple POSITIVE post. Someone might (possibly, maybe, could be, but we’re not sure) assume that they will automatically get the same results … even if they don’t do or believe the way we do.

I’ll end with this though.  

If you’re talking about Roy, me, or our businesses … good, bad, or indifferent … by all means … TAG US. We’d rather know what’s being said. We want to be part of the conversation. At least then we know we’re on your minds. 

TAG!!!!!! YOU’RE IT!!!!!!

  

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“… she comes out of the sun in a silk dress running like a watercolor in the rain.  Don’t bother asking for explanation.  She’ll just tell you she came from the Year of the Cat.  She doesn’t give you time for questions as she locks up your arm in hers, and you follow till your sense of which direction completely disappears.  …  These days, she says, I feel my life just like a river running through.  The Year of the Cat.”

YEAR OF THE CAT; Al Stewart

 

It’s my birthday today (July 22, 2015).  I look at my age and wonder how I got to be this old … but then I have enjoyed every single one of the years and would never take a “do-over” as my kids used to want to do with games.  The age I am theoretically … at least chronologically … seems unreal, because I certainly don’t feel like I have always thought someone this age is supposed to feel.  However, I then think of everything that I have seen, done, endured, and enjoyed … and quite honestly, it’s amazing that so much has occurred in such a short time frame too.  (Some of it amazes me that I survived to live another day … but that’s a whole different issue and discussion.)

 

I have always made the best of every situation that I’m in … and I always will … and I will play the cards I’m dealt in life … enjoy the game while I’m in … and never ever EVER fold … just like my daddy raised me to do.

 

… so yes … my life is just like a river running through … and with my love of my cats … I probably did come from the Year of the Cat …

 

 

“Years go falling in the fading light.  Time passages.  …  Well, I’m not the kind to live in the past.  The years run too short, and the days too fast.”

TIME PASSAGES; Al Stewart

 

 

 

 

Happy birthday to me!

 

 

 

 

 

 

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There are times that I am sick and tired of being sick and tired of being sick and tired of being the “strong one”.  Can I handle a lot and get through life’s challenges?  You betcha!  I’ve been through things that would drag a lot of people to their knees … if not lay them out flat.  I’ve seen things and heard things that most people won’t … but that’s ok … since I also know that I have a far better life than a lot of people around the world do.  I also know that, no matter what, I’ll make it through whatever life throws my way.  It comes down to my father’s teaching of “play the cards you’re dealt in life, Jill; enjoy the life you’re given; and don’t ever EVER fold”.

 

I do, however, get very tired of “friends” and “family” assuming that I can handle anything, that I’ll be ok with whatever the issue is, and that I’ll be there no matter what for them.  For the most part, that is true, and I guess that’s a back-handed compliment … but please … just because I’m outwardly strong doesn’t mean I can take whatever is dished out at me and be fine with it.  Just because I’m outwardly strong doesn’t mean I don’t have feelings and hurts and needs and desires like others.  Those people who are outwardly strong are sometimes hiding their own emotions so that others won’t see them and be hurt by them or have to deal with them … or they’ve learned to handle their fears and their challenges on a day-to-day basis, making it so that when something bigger comes along, they know that they can and will tackle it too.

 

What I’m saying may not be clear to those that just see a strong front and think all is good.  However, those that are “strong” understand.  Remember … those that carry on in the face of all odds … those that handle the burdens of life … those that say “don’t worry about it; I’m fine; whatever” … those that are always there for you … could also use some care on occasion.  They could use their feelings and emotions being acknowledged.  Don’t spend all your time catering to the ones that aren’t like that, assuming that the strong one that is always there for you no matter what … always will be … or always will like what you say and/or do to them … or always really will tell you what they think and feel about something personal to them.  Don’t assume that even if the strong one says they’re fine and they aren’t hurting that this is truly the case.  Don’t assume that those that aren’t as strong need all of the special treatment and all of the special dispensations … because … well … because they “aren’t strong like the other person is”.  Don’t just cater to those with the feel-good attitude and/or the financial backing if the “strong one” only provides emotional support.  Guess what?  At the end of the day, emotional support is worth FAR MORE than happy attitude, keeping the peace with the “not strong” one, and financial backing.

 

The picture below sums it up completely.  I have been told I am the “strong one” since I was little.  Roy has been also.  While that’s all well and good and has gotten us through numerous issues alone as well as together, we both know that ONLY the other one has EVER understood how much the other one hurts when our strength is used and abused by others that should know better.  Actions, deeds, and TRUE support for the “strong one” is worth more than those that are fortunate to have someone like that around them generally understand … because … well … hey … they’re the “strong one” … and they can handle it.

 

… or can they???????

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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