February 2, 2019

no no, yes!


Whoopsie whoopsie! I didn’t expect that to happen; but it did.  Soooo now I need to live with it. I have no choice.  Have you ever had that experience? LuckieEddie says—The past is the past; I can’t do anything about it. Goodnessgracioussake!
I asked a friend--Sooooo be unfiltered my friend and tell me what are your practical handles on managing your life?  Her response was--For what type of situation? Am I bored....Am I angry....Am I lonely....Am I frustrated? 1. Universal handle: EAT CHOCOLATE! 2. Clean house 3. Some kind of exercise 4. Not just pray, but try to figure out what God is trying to teach me in a set of circumstances, and then see what Scriptures come to mind that might help me understand. 5. Try not to become over committed to various “busy” activities that I don’t enjoy or are not helping anyone; say no once in a while. Wow! That is being honest and practical.  Is that wisdom?  I think soooo! What do you think?  That is what I thought. 

I tell you what folks, there are things that happen that just don’t surprise me anymore; I just accept them.  Some things, it seems, I just don’t care about much anymore; have very little interest in them any more or don’t for sure get toooo much excited about them; they just aren’t that important to me anymore.  They are sorta kinda no no, yes or is it yes yes, no?  ANYWAY, something like that.  Some of you understand that and others of you don’t; I understand that.  Yes, I do. BUT every day brings new possibilities and opportunities!  Yes they do! Now that is exciting and challenging.

MyLittleKidSister told me that I should “expect the unexpected” to really give me some great opportunities that I never even thought about or can imagine.  What!! Now that is being very positive (i.e. I think she was getting in my head—no surprise, she could always do that and I was sooooooo easy; but she is/was soooo nice soooooo it wasn’t/isn’t hard).  She went on to say that maybe a certain person who I don’t expect will come along and will change my life and bring a new sense to my life (i.e. just fall in my lap).  What?!  Does she know something that I don’t? ha ha  Maybe it’s a no no, yes! I really wonder if she had tooooo much wine! 

JoeBlow (i.e. who is very good with the throwdown) says—Com’on, let’s face it, if you are undertalented, it’s hard to win; when that is the case, you got to be lucky, super lucky! What do I know?!  When I coached high school basketball, one year we had an average team and was playing a very good team at their place.  One of our players was just an average player (i.e. rather chunky, slow, couldn’t jump, a very average shooter etc.).  He played forward and stood in the corner and shot maybe 6 shots that night and maybe made them all (i.e. I was soooo happy for him—he came out of nowhere).  I said each time he shot—no no, YES!  It was a game of his lifetime and we won the game (i.e. the only game that our opponent lost that year before state).  I’m sure he has never forgotten that game.  It is soooo much fun when that happens.  Oh ya!  And the crowd went crazy! I really enjoyed coaching and really had a lot of great kids to coach (i.e. they made me look a lot better than I actually was as a coach, no question)!

Part of my mind says, no no but I am going to say yes!  I am going to stretch my mind maybe; I really don’t know what will happen BUT I do know for sure that it will be an experience.  I’m going to get-to-gather with a “deplorable.”  According to the paper, soooo it must be right, statistics tell me who are the most likely to be a “deplorable.” ”Deplorables” might be different to different folks I would guess.  I don’t think I will have to do much talking, but I will listen and try not to talk.  Now that is going to fun for me.  I have never done that intentionally before but have done it when I had no choice.  This time my attitude will be different.  I can’t wait!  Now I need to pick a great “deplorable” to maximize my experience!

I have observed that gals are a lot prettier when they are happy.  I said that to some gals at church.  They agreed and said that men are tooooo.  Yabut, men aren’t pretty I said—yabut, it is the same.  Soooo do you think that is a true statement?  Do you look different when you are happy compared to when you are sad (i.e. folks, look in the mirror).  TheGoodDoctorRita says—“Deplorables” don’t ever seem happy and as a result don’t ever seem to be pretty or whatever you call men.  Is that a yes yes or a no no in your mind.  Of course, if you are a “deplorable”, you might have a different opinion about that.  Saturday question—How do you know if you are a “deplorable?” Who I think are “deplorables” really make me laugh (i.e. good entertainment for me but irritating).  I tell you what folks, I sneeze a lot!  Really, I do; way more than a normal person I think (i.e. but I don’t know what is the normal number).  Sooooo take that into consideration about your evaluation of me.  Somehow maybe being a “deplorable” and sneezing excessively might be related. What do you think? That is what I thought.

DingDing says—Consistency is the last refuge of the unimaginative.  How do you know when you are beating a dead horse or throwing your money down a black hole? CadillacJack (i.e. who at times tries to fit 10 pounds into a 5-pound bag) says—It is really tough to know when to throw in the towel and accept that it’s over (i.e. time to pull the plug)!  I agree CadillacJack, but it’s really wisdom to be able to discern that.  But then again, it’s not usually black and white; there are some opinions in that decision and usually emotions.  Many times, money finally makes the decision for us (i.e. usually).  Sometimes our decisions are no no, yes!

I read in the paper, so it must be right, that the average reading level of a newspaper is sith grade.  You believe that? Maybe at times I write below your reading level, sometimes above your reading level and sometimes right on your level.  The question is—what is your level?  I can’t understand this next information; it’s way over my head; although I have no idea what my level of understanding is.  Our minister used this recently—Visual Semantic Planning using Deep Successor Representations.  I goggled it and studied it and still don’t understand it.  But I tell you what folks, that doesn’t mean much, I’m just a little ol’ farm boy from a mile and fourth south of Roseland, MN.  I really don’t understand the TV news either! But I do think a lot of it is funny; it makes me laugh how it is told.  MissPerfect (i.e. who at times looks like a runaway beer truck) says—ervie ervie, you are really orginable!

I have just read The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain for the second or third time (i.e. I can’t remember for sure but I think the second time). ANYWAY, it’s a classic and called by some as the first great novel of all time (i.e. I enjoy this book for many reasons—one is I can understand it—I think). I have seen it described at many reading grade levels but have agreed on it being between the 6-12 grade level and a 7-12 grade interest level (i.e.  that is like the weather person saying that it is going to snow between 0 to 10 inches). Do you remember this paragraph of the book?    

It's been cold in Iowa let me tell ya (i.e. like I think -26 one morning this week)!  Now it could be a quandary alright or at least very questionable!  Usually older folks like it warmer in their houses than younger folks.  Unless you are hot blooded (i.e. a friend told us that his wife is hot blooded, and he is normal or cold blooded—they keep the temp at 67—burzy burzy).  He told us that when his parents come to their house, his dad brings along a portable heater!  Now that makes me laugh.  Another friend tells me that when she goes to her kids’ house, she just goes to the thermostat and turns it up!  That makes me laugh.  I must admit that we usually are cold in our kids’ house; we usually dress with extra layers when we visit. But both of them have new furnaces now.  One has upgraded to a forced air furnace that regulates the heat soooo it’s not just on or off soooo the heat is more constant (i.e. but they still have to set it higher). They will get older someday and understand us! I think I will trick them by getting their pass word to their thermostat and adjust it for the temperature I want; now this could be fun!

Now here is a real no no, yes real scenario!  I told some folks of a church group that I did something that I don’t remember ever doing before.  I got up rather early one morning, did my stuff that I have to do and then went back to bed and slept another half hour.  I always said when I retired, I was going to do that; well, I have been retired for 10 years and finally did it (i.e. it’s about time).  A ladyfromnorthoftown said—She does it all the time (i.e. gets up and then sleeps in her recliner) and it is actually the best sleep she gets!  I think she gets up before lunch, but I didn’t ask her!  ha ha She is retired and can do whatever she wants folks!  Such is life.

Yes no yes no.  Arlene and I were recently having a pancake at Todd’s and a couple came over to our booth to greet us.  I did business with them years ago but have not had any contact for maybe since then.  They greeted Arlene who they really don’t know and talked to me (i.e. good-hearted folks being nice—a big yes).  He told us that 2 years ago he had a heart attack (i.e. a no) and lost 40 pounds (i.e. a yes).  His wife said she gained those 40 pounds (i.e. a no).  Such is life.

I had breakfast with our son last Saturday morning (i.e. we meet half way).  I totally enjoy these breakfasts (i.e. soooo uplifting to me).  ANYWAY we ate at the same restaurant.  I now know the owner by name; it’s Janet.  I asked Janet if she works all the hours that her restaurant is open—yes I do—now that is a lot of hours—yes it is; about 16 hours a day; I was raised on a farm and that is what I learned to do WORK and also follow rules--how old are you Janet—81—I could never work all those hours—you are lucky!

Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:

erv

MyFriendJean says—The eyes tell all the secrets we never say aloud.

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