Sunday, January 19, 2014
Caller ID "spoofing"....it is very real!
So this might be how my face looked when the Facebook messages, emails etc started coming. People were contacting me to ask why I keep calling them. (insert face above) Yep, caller ID spoofing. Never even realized such a thing existed. But it does, it's very real and very scary.
My local newspaper (www.lancasteronline.com) tracked me down the other day wanting to talk to me about this. Strangely enough someone in Maryland took the time to trace the phone number extensively and somehow ended up at the Newspaper main office. It just keeps getting stranger by the minute. It was front page news and the link to the article is below.
The reason I am putting this out there is because if I didn't know this could happen to me, then I'm sure a lot of you out there don't know about it either. I feel this was an invasion of my privacy and very disruptive to my life. This should not be happening, yet it does.
Telephone nightmare: Lititz woman was victim of telemarketing 'spoofers'
Sunday, December 29, 2013
A New Year is almost upon us!
Do you make New Year's Resolutions? Sometimes I do....usually not though. This year I think I'll just go back to basics and practice what I already know. A time to refocus on health.
So instead of actually writing a blog today, I'm going to share a great article that was shared in my facebook news-feed today by a very good friend. It's these things that we should focus on going in to another year. Because as we already know, the older we get, the more time flies right on by us. Enjoy...
SOMETHING TO PONDER: George Carlin
George Carlin's wife died early in 2008 and George followed her, dying in July 2008. It is ironic George Carlin - comedian of the 70's and 80's - could write something so very eloquent and so very appropriate. An observation by George Carlin:
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.
We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete.
Remember to spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.
Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.
Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.
Remember, to say, 'I love you' to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.
Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.
Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
And always remember, life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by those moments that take our breath away.
George Carlin
George Carlin's wife died early in 2008 and George followed her, dying in July 2008. It is ironic George Carlin - comedian of the 70's and 80's - could write something so very eloquent and so very appropriate. An observation by George Carlin:
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.
We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete.
Remember to spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.
Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.
Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.
Remember, to say, 'I love you' to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.
Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.
Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
And always remember, life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by those moments that take our breath away.
George Carlin
Friday, December 13, 2013
How music affects me (us)....
I had a vacation day from work today. So I decided to get my grocery shopping done today instead of tomorrow. We're supposedly getting 4-6 inches of snow, so I imagine tomorrow will be a nightmare at the store. (what IS up with that?!?)
Came home and baked some zucchini bread (My Mom's recipe YUM!) The best part of being home alone is blasting music. Isn't that the greatest thing EVER? We all have different tastes in music so being alone let's me just "be" who I am. I listen to a play list I made...with all my favorite songs on it. And I love it!
That got me thinking while busy in the kitchen about music and how it affects us. Having Ministers of Music for parents I learned to love all kinds of music growing up. I thank my parents for my love of all kinds.
I like classical, easy listening, country, pop, and if you know me, you know my soft spot is hard rock. That's what I prefer, but do listen to everything. Sometimes on my lunch break, I'll put in my ear buds and go to my Amazon cloud player and just jam away my stress. It makes me feel better. There are words to songs that I hear that seem to tell my life story and I think they are singing directly to me. Then there are those words that say exactly what you would say to another person, or describe how you are feeling toward that person.
A perfect example is Scott Stapp's new album "Proof of Life". Every song he wrote is from his heart. You can hear him going through life stuff and it reaches out to people of all kinds. Check it out, it's a great CD.
I couldn't live with out music. I would not function!
How does music affect you?
Rock on!
PS - I did the music staff picture at the top - I might start sharing some of my drawings...maybe. Be kind if you comment. :-)
Friday, December 6, 2013
The older I get, the more time flies
This little clock is cruising along on a paper plane. It's cute, but I chose this picture because that is how I view "time" the older I get. It just keeps flying right on by quicker each year.
I can remember as a kid how summer break seemed to go on FOREVER! We'd play with our friends outside till dark, go to Brookside Pool (locals, remember that pool beside Long's Park?) and visit our favorite beach in Sea Isle City, NJ.
Just today, I'm sitting here at my desk and wondering how it got to be almost Christmas-time already! I mean, really. I feel like I was just in Corolla, NC with my best friend in August on a fabulous vacation.
Then of course, the more time flies, the older I'm getting too. I sometimes forget how old I am. Till I get up and the aches and pains remind me. :-) And as I'm aging, so are my parents!
So I decided that being adult is really overrated and I'd really like to go back to crayoning, doing my latch hook rug, my paint-by-numbers and body surfing ocean waves in to shore. If you need me, you know where I'll be....in my fort made of blankets.
Merry Christmas!
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Thursday, December 5, 2013
Do you have hidden artistic talents?
For me, I think I do. I mean I have so many things rolling around inside my head all the time. I like to write. I've been wanting to write a book for a long time! So I started this blog and hardly use it. :( I think it about too hard then I get frustrated and just stop thinking about it.
I like to paint - either free hand or paint-by-numbers. LOL Yep, did those as a young kid! Still like to do them. I like to pencil draw/doodle. So I get myself a sketch pad and pencils. I drew a picture of Jesus. I started drawing other objects. Mostly just doodling. Then I set it aside and Hubby gets irritated with it just sitting there. HAHA!
I don't know how to take these things in my head and put them to use. I guess not giving up would be the first thing. Just keep practicing. I feel I have something deep down inside me, just need to figure out how to pull it out.
How do you bring out your artistic talents?
Monday, September 2, 2013
Reflecting on this Labor Day....
I think I like this definition a little better. Not that my childhood was horrible or anything. Far from it! But did you ever think about the way you were and wonder if your parents wanted to give you up for adoption? LOL
I had an awesome visit with my parents yesterday. I say that like they live hundreds of miles away. Nope, only about 10 if that. I should visit with them more often. I enjoy our conversations and their wisdom and humor. My Mom handed me a stack of "letters" that I wrote to them over the years. My first thought was "you kept all these?!". Then my second thought was "uh oh". I do remember writing some of those letters as a teenager. Need I say more?
I think to sum up "me" - I was the black sheep of the family so to speak. I think this started as "tween" as they call it today. I head butted everything they tried to do for me. And "for" I mean for my well-being, my ethics, my spirituality etc.. Needless to say, reading some of those letters was very hard for me. I could see I was trying to find myself and expressed my feelings at the time through the letters. Hence why I like to write/blog/journal today. Wish I did it more often.
Anyway, today I spent a lot of time reflecting back on my childhood. I didn't just realize this, but I reminded myself again what my parents were trying to do back then. And I can appreciate it now even though I didn't at the time. I wrote them a letter today. Yes, HAND wrote a letter. I was going to email, then I was going to type it out. Nope, decided to sit down and just let the words flow through my pen on to the paper. I'm glad I did. I'm thankful both my parents are still with me today. Next month they will celebrate 50 (FIFTY!!!!) years of marriage. This does not surprise me AT ALL! They are strong in their faith, strong with their love for each other and I am so happy and proud to call them my parents.
Tell the ones you love how you feel NOW before they aren't here any longer and you wish you would have.
Monday, June 24, 2013
Pages we like...
Ahhh Facebook.......we can't live with out it! Well I speak for myself I guess. I love facebook. It keeps me in touch with my dear friends & family who live far away. I also "like" pages that interest me. I click on that like button because the company, or subject speaks to me in some way. Perhaps I like the product(s) or like to see the positive motivation come across my newsfeed. But the general idea is you LIKE it, hence the reason you clicked on the like button. Follow? LOL
So as time allows I sometimes read the original post and the comments that follow below it. I don't know why it amuses me, but I like to read what people write. For the most part they are agreeing with the original post. But then the ones that really amuse me are the people who bash it. They disagree, or hate the company or product, blah blah blah. But why? I mean, if you "like" the page you obviously liked it by choice. But yet people are rude and mean in the comments. Did someone force them to like the page?
I guess people are strange. The older I get the more I realize this.
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