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Showing posts with label Laughter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Laughter. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 16, 2025

Joy

 



This painting really should show who the artist is…but unfortunately. whoever next tweaked it has thought their smart saying was more important.  It certainly is important, but not for people who look like this. These ladies already know just what fun they are still having!

So today’s laugh is that I’m filling out some application papers (carefully with my shaky writing) and I list what I have to find to send with them. I have most of the i.d documents, but where is the birth certificate? So I start looking. I don’t even bother with the desk. Nope, it would be too easy. Last big place for papers is a file drawer. Nope, at least not on first glance through.  Next the old drawers which I’ve stored old checks and lots of computer disks (I can record CD’s but who would bother these days?) Nope.

But a big wow. On the bottom of the drawer with all those blank CD’s of whatever format, I find 3 envelopes with US Savings Bonds. Wow. I went to the bank the next day to cash them in.  I would hope 40 + years means they’ve a bit of interest. They were a wonderful surprise, which I'll share with my sons.

I fix dinner, and look at least one more place.

And tucked in among books are a bunch of old photos…which haven’t been scanned yet. But as I start to do so, the printer wants to update, so that’s what’s happening first. And I’m eating a bite at a time while writing this and waiting for the computer/printer to be done.

I tried just taking photos of the old photos…but they all kept having reflections, so the scanner is the way to go…after all that’s a feature that I was glad to get on this printer!

Of course I’ll show you a few! They aren’t the best of the batches, sort of the seconds, but I couldn’t throw them away. Now of course I’m glad.

In 1946 my little sister was born. Here I must have just stepped out of the house to have our photo taken, as I still have a nice hairbow in place. They never stayed there long if I remember right. I'm perhaps having my 4th birthday here.

Little sister is probably about 6 months old here. Isn't that "go-cart" a great little device for her to sit and be rolled around in?



Of course I know better than to expect the laws to change in the next 16 months. But then I expect Congress to be a majority of law abiding thinking not-automaton human beings, who can start to disassemble the disasters which will have happened in the meantime.

Many people unfortunately will have suffered due to the tRump regime where the rich were the only people that were benefiting.

But one form of resistance is laughter. Let's see if we can find the joys that are now available in our lives.
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Today's quote:

Writing is thinking on paper. -William Zinsser, writer and editor (1922-2015)

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Another old photo to share:


My father leaning over his parents, with me in the middle. Names: George Rogers Jr, George Rogers Sr., Barbara Rogers, and Ada Swasey Rogers.



Friday, June 12, 2020

Lunch group

I was barely awake the other day...deciding to maybe lie there as I slowly became aware of the world, rather than pad into kitchen to get some caffeine to help my attentiveness....when I received several texts that made no sense.

Apparently some friends from church were getting together and were deciding where - for lunch today. They would text back and forth. I finally said, this is me, and I don't think I'm invited. Another woman said this is Tina...and apparently one of their phones had switched my phone number with Tina's.

She called after scratching her head and said she somehow was sending to Tina and it went to my number by mistake. By then the other 3 people had been sending a few more messages about the lunch plans on a patio where they could social distance.

As we talked in real time, we laughed, and I uninvited myself. Ruth, the person on the phone, is a very loving member of our church. She and several others stand in the town square at least on Wednesdays,  at 5:00 pm, and hold signs that just say "Love." It is a great gesture of sharing smiles, and some passers-by will honk their horns.


I explained that I supported their efforts, but wasn't up to a lunch yet. I'm doing much better recovering and waiting for a heart monitor to find out if there's anything else going on with my heart. I did venture to a grocery store that morning after talking with her...and found carrying groceries was a bit beyond me for now.

We laughed together. That was worth the call, the texts. And of course that gave me plenty of energy to get to the coffee.

Today's quote:

Not until black demonstrators resorted to violence did the national government work seriously for civil rights legislation ... In 1850 white abolitionists, having given up on peaceful means, began to encourage and engage in actions that disrupted plantation operations and liberated slaves. Was that all wrong?
-Ingrid Newkirk, animal rights activist (b. 11 Jul 1949)

Saturday, October 19, 2013

what?





Laughter is inner jogging. 

 Norman Cousins

Linnville Falls, NC
I corrected my math on yesterday's post about Sofia Elmore Ross's siblings, there were 18 in all, and I'd miss-numbered them.  Sorry about that.