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Hug A Spunky Old Broad Today!

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Today is Spunky Old Broad Day, and here is a tribute to all those wonderful over 50 spunky old women who turn everything into an adventure.

A Spunky Old Broad is full of enthusiasm and drive. Be careful, when you ask her what she thinks, she will tell you. Even, if, you don’t ask her, she might tell you.

She is over 50, can, out work, you and, out exercise, you, not because she is stronger, but harder headed, staying the course and not giving up. She is the one, who speed walks, everywhere, and you cannot keep up. You find yourself, constantly, saying, “What’s the rush! ”

Rushing? She is not rushing, she is just, moving. Get out of her way and let her do her thing. If you call a Spunky Old Broad to help, do not expect her to take orders and sit back while you drive the show. She will take over and make it work. After all, you did call her in, meaning, you called in, the troops, and she is it.

A Spunky Old Broad is full of energy. She is capable of releasing it into a room, electrifying those surrounding her. But, she can also, suck up all the energy, out of the room, making you feel like, a dolt. She is the dynamo of a room, the generator to the motion and nothing will stand in her way.

People around her will always comment, “Where’s the fire?” Fire? The fire is in her gut, in her soul. She is a Firestarter, and will move along and sizzle with gusto, electrifying everyone around her, to move and do. She is a paragon of strength and resolve.

One of her better qualities is her positive attitude.Rarely do you see her down. Her life is a series of enthusiastic endeavors all meant to help her community, the people around her and herself.

She is woman hear her roar, that Spunky Old Broad. And she likes it!

Remember Remember the Lies of September!

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Cairo in Chaos as Protests Rock Egypt

Remember Remember the  Lies of the eleventh of September!

This here, is not, the mantra, that, the devoid of all ethics and honor, Bush, kept repeating. This is suggested here, as a reminder, to beware of making any decisions based on lies and faulty intel, news reporting.

Before you use this, as an excuse, to “bring democracy” to Egypt, remember, the horrific outcome in Iraq. I thought a reminder is appropriate since it has been in the media quite a bit. Please remember, before you accuse the government of tyranny, what they are dealing with and what they are trying to avoid. Remember, the disgusting, turn of events, where, not only, did we lose our sons, to a liar war, but, we also created a society, ruled by an archaic faith, hell bent, on keeping women and others, who are different, from even surviving.

Remember Remember the lies of the Eleventh of September!

This is not a new battle! Christians, have been persecuted in Egypt for centuries.

I am not a  political activist, never was, I doubt that I ever will be. But, I keep seeing posts and commentary about the uprising in Egypt, the riots, the fires. Who is uprising exactly? Why are we never told who is fighting the government?

Beware “Wag the Dog”! The filtering of incomplete information, the visuals, that Westeners find horrific. I witnessed rioting as a child, and when I was a teenager. Egypt has always rioted, students rioted, lawyers and judges rioted. We have more freedoms, than most of the Middle Eastern countries.

Beware of liars and masqueraders of peace.

For more information:  Virtual Activism

Cockroach Day, Down Under

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While the Melbourne Cup, is a public holiday, only in Melbourne do people take the day off. But, everyone in Australia , has a day off for the annual cockroach races, partly because, the races take place, on Australia Day.

According to the story of cockroach racing, which started in 1981, two men, both, from Kangaroo Point, were arguing, at the bar, called the Story Ridge Hotel, about, which of their suburbs, was home to, the biggest cockroaches.  Of course, what else.

I must add, that I am sure, since they were in a pub, they were drinking. Can we at least agree on that? Yeah, sure we can. We shall hence call them the two drunks.

So, these two drunks, to settle their dispute, caught a cockroach each, at home, on their own, and brought it to the pub.

Again, to catch, mind you, catch, a disgusting insect, like a roach, and they are big for the race, you have to be smashed, right? Bombed?

Bringing those gross things in was one thing but these delightful hammered men, proceeded to race them. No one knows why, no one knows what, prompted the decision to “race” the disgusting pests.

Now, the whole country makes this a holiday. And I thought, we Americans, come up with holidays to have days off. No Siree Bob, we do not even come close to this lovely and charming holiday that the whole of Australia celebrates together with races, beer, food, and fun in the sun.

Eeeeewwwwwwww!

If you do not believe me, read on. Here is a link, with  pictures. 🙂

Shepherd at Sea Ranch

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Sea Ranch Sheep and Goats Mowing Swale

There was certainly no silence for these lambs, today. As we watched in delight, a Shepherd, ushered his, some 300 sheep and goats, into an enclosed space, right before the house we are staying, at Sea Ranch.

These sweet animals are better than lawn mowers, weed whackers, or any other nasty, fuel guzzling solution. They are definitely cleaner and more enjoyable. Their fuel is the grass or plant they need to mow. A self feeding, self fueling machine, on four legs.

The swales around this coastal community, get infested with, unwanted plants. It is costly and dirty to try and mow or clear those weeds. Here comes, the united front, between sheep herders and organizations.

As is usual, for the Sea Ranch organization, they opted, for the clean idea, instead of, the filthy mowing solution. These sheep and goats do the rounds, all year. It takes the herd 12 months, to do, all the spaces, between the homes at Sea Ranch. By the time, they are done, they are ready, to start over, again.

Not only is this a sustainable solution, but it is clean, and brings joy to all who watch, delighting in, the bleating, of the sheep.

Watching as the gentle creatures munched away, at the unwanted growth, we were elated with the beauty and serenity of the scene before us. Not only, was the grass taken care of, the loud noises of mowers abated, but we got to watch this amazing tableau, of scattered bellwethers, before the wonderful white waters, of the ocean.

Sea Ranch comes through, again; as they always do. A well taken care of, community, that cares for its environment, and its inhabitants, as well as, providing a tranquil, placid place, for humans, to go and take the edge off.

The Last Day of 2010

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As this year comes to a close, I wonder all the things that I left undone. What is it that was so important that it would weigh on me so heavily?

I found that nothing that happened this year was unplanned. It was all in the cards, so to speak. The sequence of life, as it unfolded over the this last year, was the way things were supposed to happen.

I found myself content in the outcome. I found myself happy in the knowledge that what happened was completely within my control.

The only times that my mind warped, were the times I decided to fight against the tide. Lesson for the year: Relax, life happens and it is a joy. No matter what happens life will move on, with or without you. Stay in the moment. Enjoy your presence.

Happy New year.