I am a “mountain girl” and I know a thing or two about hiking. I was born in a small village in the Alps, directly on the boarder between Italy and Austria, hiking was mandatory -not optional. There was an old joke going around about babies being born with hiking boots, skies and a backpack and I assume its still being told until this day. Not so far off the truth, I have been told I could ski before I actually walked.
A man observed a woman in the grocery store with a 3-year-old girl in her basket. As they passed the cookie section, the little girl asked for cookies and her mother told her no. The little girl immediately began to whine and fuss.
The mother said quietly, “Now Monica, we just have half of the aisles left to go through; don’t be upset. It won’t be long.”
I know what you all are thinking “has she lost her mind?” And as much as I wish to, I can’t answer this question. Maybe I am more in a state of confusion, combined with an overload on information -a few things made my head spin and I am trying to find some answers. But let me go back and explain first, please!
Let laughter fill my very soul Seek out my every need That’s why I choose clown as my role This is my living creed When life has given those…
I am going on a road trip today…with a smoker. Nothing fancy, just a 3-hour trip, back and forth today; a few stops in the middle with lots of talking and laughter in between -that is a given. I am all excited! My husband is working today and I am going on the road with a friend of mine and will enjoy the gorgeous day and the beautiful landscaping on our way!
When you fill the house with smoke,
It makes me want to cough and choke.
Put down the matches and just think smart
Will you please stop breaking your little girl’s heart?
Thank You!
I don’t know it all -who does- but I learned a thing or two when I gave up smoking. I am not sure if it’s good enough to be called “a Manifesto”, but I wish I would have had these instructions when I run blindly into becoming a quitter. A happy quitter now, but a confused quitter at the beginning.
Pretend you are surrounded by a thousand hungry tigers. What would you do?*
Think about it, what can you do? You can’t outrun one tiger, not to mention a thousand. The thought is scary and the answer is quiet obvious. “I would give up…there is nothing I can do”.
I rarely re-blog…but would like to share this will all my followers. I found this blog today and I think I fell in love -a little bit. I even confessed it to the author, who hopefully has a good sense of humor and I will confess to my husband later :-).
An older friend of mine is a very talented painter, we know each other since years and I admire his work -and his wisdom.
