much ADO about nuttin

I saw a sign in a restaurant that said—"I’ll stop everything and take care of your problem!  I don’t think soooo folks.” haha  We all have problems but for the most part we all need to take care of our own problems. Besides most folks don’t really want help anyway (i.e. not many want advice). It appears that we have to figure out what our problem(s) are by ourselves and then decide if we want to do something about them. I told Jeanne recently that I have decided to act on one of my problems; it’s not the other person’s problem but it’s mine; how I treat someone else that is the problem (i.e. I'm the problem). That other person probably isn’t going to change but I think I can change how I treat that other person. Besides, the other person doesn’t even know or probably cares that I think they have a problem (i.e. big on I think) soooo it only bothers me--Da!). Let’s see what happens. ItchieBitchie says—erv, remember, we are all unique just like everybody else!

I don’t have an Apple watch but many of you do. It tells folks to throw those chips away and get their butt off the couch as they are very lazy and maybe eat toooo much. SusieQ says—That is the easy part, to own a watch, but doing what it says is a lot harder. It doesn’t do the work for anyone. BUT we all need reminders now don’t we. BUT we got to act on it (i.e. if we want toooo). Soooo if we just wear an Apple watch for show, it doesn't do much for us. Oh, for the show! Those Apple watches evaluates a person’s heart rate and tells a person that they need a timeout as their life is getting way out of wack. Again, seeing the reminder is the easy part but changing our lifestyle is a lot harder it appears to me (i.e. it’s back to the self-discipline again—ouchy ouchy—MissPerfect says, can’t I just get a pill). What do you think?  That is what I thought! Such is life.

We had the opportunity to have lunch with my big couz (i.e. only by age) who is sweet as pie and her husband this last week. What a hoot! She has cochlear implants for both of her ears. She told us that when she is in a large group and there is a lot of folks talking, her brain will overload and just shut down and will no longer interpret any of the voices. Isn't that interesting! Either that or she is faking it and don't want to talk to folks anymore! How will we ever know!

I was buying a container of seafood salad at Albertson’s the other day. The person helping me (i.e. a guy of about 26 or soooo) asked me what my shirt said—yagottafinish—that is a good saying—ya I think soooo—he then said, even if it takes a person like me 10 years to finish—what’s you name—Alex—Alex you are strong person if you finished—he smiled and said “thank you”! I had no idea what he felt soooo good about himself that he finished. But it was a "wow" to him. You got any "wows" because you finished something? I read while eating my oatmeal with half a banana on it that life is a marathon and toooo finish we need to de-clutter (i.e. get rid of excessive stuff that drags us down--like pulling plow around all the time). You think that is true! Saturday question—What is the excessive stuff? I have tooooo admit that I have thought about that! Such is life.

An old (i.e. in two ways) high school friend texted me saying he was going to sing a solo in church this Sunday. Then he said—I don’t know why I say yes to these things. Man, I have said that to myself many times. How about you. What was I thinking! He also remembers singing in a quartet with me in high school.  I think he made that up to make me feel good. I wasn’t a singer. But who knows, maybe I faked it like a liplync. Now my high school friend Deano was a singer (i.e. I think he was in that quartet, he was a good singer. He and I sang in the church choir together in high school. His mother, Ethel, was the director.  When I was about 30 I realized how bad a singer I was and sent her a note apologizing to her for messing her choir up and telling her she was really a nice lady in not telling me how bad I was! You know, it's hard to tell folks that they aren't very good, especially when they think they are really good (i.e. have an over-sized head of themselves)!

Playing pb the other morning I played with the 4+ group for a couple of games.  Most of them are a little better than me. Sooooo my partner was one of them that was a little better and likes to win (i.e. winning is very important to him, a lot more important than it is to me).  He told me that after our opponent hit a shot down the line past me for a point—erv, you got to cover that line.  I said to him—Thanks for pointing that out to me (i.e. maybe a little sarcastically but I don’t think he caught on). Giving advice really isn’t that important in a friendly game at Carriage Manor (i.e. my opinion).  BUT some of you might think differently.  Relationships and friendships are much more important to me than winning a pb game. BUT we are all different now aren’t we. Maybe I’m missing the boat! Or maybe I went overboard in my thinking! Could be. Maybe. Probably.  I don’t know!

A buddy was telling us that they have a summer home on the ocean in BC. Last summer he went there and some friends who used it before him left some peanut butter cups and some peanuts. Sooooo he ate them. He spent the next three days in the hospital; they were laced with THC. He had no idea what he was doing or where he was for the three days. Our neighbor told us that many seniors here in our park use gummy bears laced with THC as well (i.e. she heard it at the pool soooo it must be right). REALLY! I was told that the biggest group of folks using them is the seniors.  Of course, it’s all for medical purposes! THC stands for tetrahydrocannabinol which is the main psychoactive chemical in marijuana. Our culture is changing folks right here in our 55+ communities. Who says old folks can’t change! Maybe those gummy bears will cause more golf cart and bike crashes by old folks. You think soooo? But they sure might be happier (i.e. laughing their head off) as they pick themselves up off the street even though they might not know where they are!). JoeSixPack says--Ya But the samples are free at the shop down the street; how can you go wrong on that!

He thinks he is in high school yet! I was sitting next to a pb buddy waiting for a court to open. Not playing today again—my feet just would let me; it probably will be a couple of months before I can play again; I should have laid off when they were feeling good and let them get 100%  but no, I had to play and now I am paying for it—what were you thinking anyway—ya, that is a good question; I’m not very smart! Soooo my neighbor sits by me—how is going neighbor—not very good, I’m really having trouble with my serve—sounds like you need a sports psychiatrist—I don’t even know if they could help me—you are going to have bad dreams tonight—nightmares! Listen, us old folks really have problems let me tell you! It really sounds bad BUT in reality, we live the life of Riley!

We hear sooooo much about that our country has two tribes (i.e. who both think they are right) and they don’t like each other very much! Maybe that’s nuttin new, we did have a civil war once which there were two tribes which caused a war and many many folks died. Then there are some folks who are in the middle (i.e. maybe called moderates or who the tribe members call nobodies in which the tribe members think they don’t know nuttin). Our neighbor, Butch, has this sign on their railing that explains his position. ItchieBitche says--There are no tribes in China or North Korea or Russia or Venezuela! Saturday question—Can tribe members become radicals a.k.a. extremists? Saturday question--Are we becoming desensitized about what the big picture is maybe?

Charlie Brown, you’re a clown! Some days it seems like I’m a clown and some days I think I'm wise. Sooooo I was talking with Tim on the phone recently about some business. I said to him—Tim, I’m 78 and you are probably 21 and we look at things differently—Tim said, I’m not 21 and I never what to be 21 again—why not Tim—when I was 21 I was young and dumb and I don’t want to be 21 again!  Saturday question—Where you ever 21 and dumb? I asked some buddies that question and they all said—we are still dumb like when they were 21! We all had a good laugh about that. Sooooo how do we get wise? Here is a suggestion--A wise person will hear and increase in learning and a person of understanding will acquire wise counsel. ~ Proverbs 1:5 BigStuffBill says—That might be the best thing since Howdy Doody! WildBill says--Becoming an adult is the dumbest thing I’ve ever done.

Jeanne and I rode our bikes over to another park to see some friends. Coming back to our park the gate guard raised the gate arm but pressed the button tooooo quick and Jeanne was like being part of the Allstate advertisement when the gate arm came down and smashed her.  The gate guard said—my bad!  Good thing she is tough as well as being nice and sweet!  Soooo how tough are we and how nice and sweet are we? Is that a good combination? I think soooooo! Hey, we have first world problems let me tell ya!

A buddy sent me this--Q ---- when are you going to add  "4 prune's" to your breakfast of oatmeal and half of a banana   ???  Give it a try.  It works. Do you think we have a tendency to over complicate things at time like over explaining in our talk and writings (i.e. folks just want the blue book explanation but we give them the World Book Encyclopedia version). And the folks are bored to death (e.g. showing 40 pictures of their dog Zippy)! Actually the advertisements on tv move soooo fast that I can hardly keep up with them!  And then we wonder why some meetings are boring to some folks! SusieQ says--BUT that is the way we have always done it! JoeBlow says--In the 55+ parks ya gotta go slow as we can't hear, see, or remember very well! Hey, we need to take gummy bears and prunes to get up to speed! Such is life.

Like I said--It's much ADO about nuttin! I told you sooooo!

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

erv

MyFriendJean said--A lovely thought, deeply rooted, never ceases to blooom.