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Well yesterday was my 11th anniversary of living in Mexico. WOW.

And you know what?

I forgot to celebrate.!.!.!

But maybe that's an OK thing, cause I was just too busy doing other stuff. Let me tell you about it......

My really great Mexican friend Jorge came out to the castle with his son Lester (what the heck kind of Mexican name is Lester anyway?) to work on a project for school. Well that's totally cool with me, so out to my wood shop we go.

Well Lester has his plan and his material that they bought in town and Jorge always has 3 ideas to make it better, that NEVER work out as re-planned. And I just can't keep my mouth shut, so I put in my 2 cent's worth along the way.

Upshot of it all;

Lester's the happiest teen you could imagine.

Jorge kept all of his fingers.

I kept my patience.

The project got made with 12 copies for classmates.

We filmed it all.

I wasn't lonely for 4 or 5 hours.

Lester says he's so lucky to have his crazy Canadian engineer/carpenter uncle.

And my poor old long suffering dog is mad at me because we ate dinner at 9 at night. Tough I say, school comes first.

Do you still have grandparents? Mine have all passed away many years ago. I miss them. They were great for giving advice, learning new things, visiting, having a conversation with and sharing secrets.

It was my grandmother on my father's side of the family who taught me to crochet at an early age. She also allowed me to play her electric organ even though I didn't know how.

My grandfather would take me to his garden just outside the kitchen door in the back yard and we would pick some tomatoes. Then we brought them inside and sprinkled salt on them and ate them just the way nature intended. They also had a mulberry tree in the front yard and those berries were better than the blackberries that you find growing wild or in the stores nowadays.

My grandparents knew how to square dance and would go on the weekends every chance they could. They wore country western outfits and I thought how different they looked dressed in those clothes compared to what they usually wore.

My grandmother was a beautician. She had a beauty shop built on the side of their house just off the bedroom. I loved to visit her while she worked. She would always introduce me to her customers and talk about what I had been doing, my grades, etc. I loved to spin around in those chairs and raise the lift up and down. There was always the smell of chemicals in the air, but I got used to it after awhile.

At Christmas time, I could always count on getting some rose scented lotion or hand cream, some perfume, and socks or other clothes from her. It seemed old-fashioned at the time, but I loved it because she gave it to me.

One of my favorite things to look at was her salt & pepper collection. She had two barrister bookcases with glass in the front, and she kept all of her shakers in those two cabinets in the living room. The salt & pepper shakers were teeny tiny ceramic things usually in the shape of animals or little people.

A fascinating thing about their house was a mural that had been painted on the wall from the bottom of the stairs extending all the way up to the top of the steps. I couldn't tell you what it looked like because it was so long ago and when you're a child, you don't pay attention to those things.

My grandparents lived long enough to celebrate their golden anniversary and a few years past that. They were my best friends and I loved them dearly. Their sage advice was comforting and helpful. The knowledge that they possessed is a treasure truly missed.

Life isn't fair. Throughout different stages of our lives, something is going to happen that we didn't count on, weren't expecting, and no one told us about.

I feel angry when it happens. Especially when it takes me by surprise and catches me off-guard. Some things make me sad or even cry.

How many of these things have you felt or suffered?

Who knew that your parents would get divorced? That your sister would be given up for adoption? My brother died of an Aids related disease. I thought that my grandparents would live forever. I loved their stories and the way that they always loved me and gave great advice.

Did you know that your heart would get broken over one kiss? The one kid at school that you had a crush on, could make you feel like dying? How about how embarrassed you were when the kids in your class made fun of you?

Why didn't someone tell me that my marriage wouldn't last no matter how hard I tried to keep it together? That we have no control over what the other person decides? How about those with children? Who knew that the government could find ways to take them from you?

And death, one of the most cruel things that could happen to anyone. Why is it so painful for some who have to endure years of suffering, and yet others die peacefully in the night? Why do little babies die after only a few seconds of being born? Did someone tell you about that when you got pregnant and were so happy to be having a child?

No one ever told me that strangers could take away your virginity, steal your identity, rob you of all of your possessions, drive drunk and kill someone that you knew and loved. I could be homeless despite working my entire life, or that I would be forced to apply for food stamps so that I didn't go hungry.

No one said that the things you watch on tv actually happen in real life. I didn't know that one day I could come home and there would be no home due to a fire, flood, or a default on the mortgage. Maybe your family left without saying goodbye. Perhaps you didn't know what bad food was supposed to look like and you ate it and got sick. No one tells you what a stranger looks like, and you aren't supposed to talk to them, but everyday you say hi to one or more whenever you go to the store with your parents.

I don't think we will ever know all of the things that we should know to keep us safe, healthy, alive and informed. All we can do is try to adjust, read, and keep alert. Do our best not to take anything or anyone for granted.

Have you ever found words to live by or had good advice given to you? My parents made sure that I was taught good manners. Be polite, to sit up straight, eat with your mouth closed, don’t put your elbows on the table, make sure that your bed is made, brush your teeth daily, wash your hands before you eat or touch any food. Blow your nose in private.

Do you wish you had been given certain advice or guidance earlier in your life? For me personally, yes. I wish that I had been taught how to date, how to recognize people who have drug and drinking problems, to know when you are being lied to, how to better handle finances, to be informed about dental care in its entirety, and to not rush into decisions too quickly.

Did someone hear your message or advice and use it to guide them in making a decision, or help them with a personal issue?

People at work told me that they valued my work ethic and the way that I conducted myself. I would not give advice if I had not been in their shoes, or had that experience for myself. The information so freely given and delivered off of the tip of a tongue these days is often just something that they heard or read about from somewhere. I have found that much of it is outdated, unpractical, and ill-advised. If you haven’t done the research and followed through for yourself on the advice that you are dishing out, then please don’t give it nor share it. It only causes heartache, frustration, and confusion in the end for the person on the receiving end of it.

Please feel free to share your words of wisdom with us. It might bring back memories, a few laughs, and maybe someone will learn from it as well. Thank you!

Lately, i feel that my best friend has changed.

He become more arrogant than before.

if i am trying to communicate with him. he always show off about his career now.
He show off about his uncle in military. He show off about his child knowledge.
He show off about his brother that will stay in paris. He seems like to show everything.
Also showing in his facebook account, path, instagram etc.

He never do this before.

But now is different.

I miss when we still having a stupid day in campuss.
We are the three stupid musketeers. me and 2 of my besties ( its he and she).
I miss when we are laughing together and with those crazy thinking.

It happen since he got a baby boy born.
He changed.

But not his wife. She still good to me.

Why i dont know?

I think he never come back.

I feel like i am an alien now when i talking with him.
I feel like talking to a giant creature Goliath.

It so sad when having a distance with your own besties.

Well they said life must goes on.
I hope he is happier now.

And this deal is way better than the alleged "Real Deal" at "Micky D's"! I speak of my family of 2 daughters and one son that have given me 4 delights. Yes, my G-kids!

Over the years I have seen my kids grow up, get their degrees, get married and make wonderful homes for themselves. So when I visit them the joy has multiplied because of the sweet pets and the gorgeous G-kids.

I walk in and they all swarm over me. It's as if I never moved away and I still see them daily. We can't get enough of each other. The kids walk to their little occupying stuff and they keep great conversations going. The little tykes walk all over me and hug me and move on to the next activity their little brains are thinking. The bigger G-kids sit next to me and cuddle under Gramps stinky armpits and we talk .... or maybe we won't talk. Does it matter? They're here and now and I am enjoying it as they are too, I am sure!

The animals are just as loving. Weenie the Dachshund hangs all over my feet. She's getting old now and her back is tormented by Rheumatism. The cat, Tommie, just meanders back and forth. Stepping on the keypad for a caress. And it's so funny! As I type right now he just cuddled up behind me and is snoozing!

What can I want more than their love for me and my love for them. I thank OUR Amighty God for everything HE gives me. And HE has given me alot!

One of my daughters has a mean dog but that's ok. This dog is completely loyal and guards the family well. I cannot say anything against this pet because he loves my family. His masters!! The 2 kids that grew up with him are so thankful for this dogs loyalty. So there, what more can I ask for. My family is safe!

My other daughter has a tiny little Chihuahua. I call her "Chaquita Chahooahooa". Silly me, but I love silly. My daughter at this home and I have a good laugh over all the silly.

I go back home tomorrow and I am already planing another visit and soon!

I decided to start aerobics. I wriggled twisted and jumped up and down for an hour.


By the time I got my leotard on, the class was over

Where are you hiding, my darling?
Are you missing me, your other half?
Let's come as one to fill our hearts
To show each other that love is true.

Full of me? I've not yet been through
Waiting for the crew to sail on the ship
Keep exploring until we finish
Inspire next generation with endless stories

My biggest dream, oh you know it's family
With cozy nights with frequent smiles on face
As the home nothing can replace
Will you be my roommate for life? ??

"Tis true without error, certain & most true." [A partial (one of the verses) translation of the Emerald Tablet, found in the personal papers of Issac Newton after his death.]

This may or may not relate to ancient Sumerian texts and the DNA of Homo Sapiens.

Probably the oldest Egyptian god was a female named Neith. Mention of her is found in the writings of the Old Kingdom and the Lower Valley before the unification. Neith was a female. She is a god of many things. Hunting, war and the flood. Before Neith there were no others.

She was androgynous and she birthed her son Ra, Apep and Sobek in the time when there were no births and no males. The symbol of her name is two back to back bows with a shield between them and crossed arrows. When the Greeks came and Egypt was Hellenistic, this symbol was also seen as a loom and she was known to be the weaver of all things.

To the Greeks she later became known as Athena. To the Minoans she became the Earth Goddess, Gaia. She is also sometimes perceived and portrayed as a cow goddess with a line of stars across her back, similar to Io, the mistress of Zeus. She was sometimes known as the sky goddess and the originator of life.

As a goddess of War, she was also associated with death and protecting the bodies and souls of the dead. Her image graces the jar that holds the abdominal contents of Tutankhamen. She is also known as the virgin mother goddess. It is not inaccurate to say she held many roles and many things flowed from the tales of her.

In the time of the first war against the enemies of creation Neith rescued Mehet (who later became her regent, but not a mate for she had none) and used the flood to drown the enemies of life. Meith's willingness to kill the enemies of life and her skill with the bow and arrow also earned her the nickname of 'the terrifying one.' <It must be noted that in the set aside Hebrew 'Book of Jubilee' the purpose of the flood was as a weapon to kill off the Watchers, Angels who had transgressed against God's instructions. Further noted the One God was known in Egypt as Atun, but the Ancient Sumerians called the leader of the gods (small g) who had forbidden making their Man creation fertile Anu and a great war ensued when Anu's instructions were not followed.>

Neith was also viewed as the keeper of records and history of the gods. When the Greek Plato wrote in his Critiasof the travels of Solon, Plato reported that in the Temple of Neith in the City of Sais, Egypt were written tablets containing records and secrets which went back at least 9,000 years (back then).

With the coming of the Middle Kingdom of Egypt the temple of Neith fell into disuse and it's actual location is now long forgotten. I know of no archaeological efforts to find that temple and any remnants of the tablets that may lay in or under it's ruins.

Alas poor Neith. I toast thee for you may have indeed been the first Eve and the mother of all of us.

About a month ago my youngest daughter came to visit me. She brought her friend Lisa and they both started giving me a bad time about my "old fashioned phone". You woulda thunk I was carrying an old rotary phone in my pocket. No, it was a small black cell phone with no special features (app's??) and not the "smart phone" style.

They said, I needed one where I could "txt" and something more modern. I was happy with what I had and when they said, "Well, you know they're going to discontinue that phone soon" I replied "I can wait til then". I am learning a new language so I also replied, "I have no need for bling".

This little black phone shaped like a wad of tar was doing a lot of "failed calls" and just failing all around. I called my carrier, used to be phone company, and the rep told me I had a SIM card in it that wouldn't work in my area too well. When he told me the companies name I started to lose my control.

First of all when I opened the account I was told they were using a reputable phone system that I was comfortable with and the SIM card was that companies SIM card. But oh no! They sent me a phone with another carriers SIM cad knowing that this SIM card was not good in the area I lived.

I cancelled and opened an account for less money with unlimited "txt"ing" and phone calls for one price. It was perfect but little did I know how "perfect". I'm not a "txt'er". I like to hear a voice and in particular my children's voices. So I started calling my kids with this new phone and I couldn't reach them. Imagine, with a cell pone they carry in their purse?!?! So I had this revelation. I would "txt" them.

HA HA HA!! My phone lit up with return "txt's" and the rest is history! They wanted to know what kind of phone, what my rates were and on and on with how many "apps"!! OK, I'm learning and I didn't know what to answer.

So, ok, maybe I can't hear their sweet voices but I hear their sweet "txt's"!!