One more thing:
Parties or no parties, maybe give yourself a gift--eliminate one thing that might be causing that upset stomach you've been trying to ignore. One thing like sugar, or Jeroboam size coffee, or refusing to exercise, or maybe excess arguing with the boss or whoever.
If that doesn't work, what if you gave yourself a talk with your doctor, or gave yourself a new doctor who listens?
Happy next few years!
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Friday, December 24, 2010
LAST MINUTE GIFTS
Even if Christmas is not your holiday, don't you sometimes feel a little spirit of giving creeping in at this time of year? Would you like to give something to someone you care about--especially if it didn't involve crowds, traffic, and possible mayhem in stores? Or maxing out your charge card. May I suggest:
Take a bowl of fresh raspberries to a neighbor you've met but never really got to know.
Send two (2) greetings to people whose birthday is at Christmas.
Buy a bunch of those tickets at check-out that contribute to meals for less fortunate families in the area.
Use your best letter paper or best season's greetings cards and send your favorite doctors a thank-you note for all those times they returned your call when they needed to go home to their families.
Give the mailman a break and mail things after the 25th. There are, after all, twelve days of Christmas.
Call somebody you haven't talked to in years. Maybe they're waiting to hear from you, especially if there was a misunderstanding way too long ago.
Even if you're busy, call boring Aunt Sofronia and let her talk for a few minutes. You can always set the oven timer for ten or fifteen and tell her something's burning.
Send some grown-up a toy or a cartoon he might like.
Apologize to somebody even if it's not your fault. Even if they started it. Doesn't count if you don't really mean it.
Give everyone you care about a gift by writing to tell them you want to spend more years with them, so you're giving up smoking, or you actually signed up for their gym and want to hitch a ride with them, or you walked a mile today. Doesn't count if you don't really mean it.
Happy New Year!
Take a bowl of fresh raspberries to a neighbor you've met but never really got to know.
Send two (2) greetings to people whose birthday is at Christmas.
Buy a bunch of those tickets at check-out that contribute to meals for less fortunate families in the area.
Use your best letter paper or best season's greetings cards and send your favorite doctors a thank-you note for all those times they returned your call when they needed to go home to their families.
Give the mailman a break and mail things after the 25th. There are, after all, twelve days of Christmas.
Call somebody you haven't talked to in years. Maybe they're waiting to hear from you, especially if there was a misunderstanding way too long ago.
Even if you're busy, call boring Aunt Sofronia and let her talk for a few minutes. You can always set the oven timer for ten or fifteen and tell her something's burning.
Send some grown-up a toy or a cartoon he might like.
Apologize to somebody even if it's not your fault. Even if they started it. Doesn't count if you don't really mean it.
Give everyone you care about a gift by writing to tell them you want to spend more years with them, so you're giving up smoking, or you actually signed up for their gym and want to hitch a ride with them, or you walked a mile today. Doesn't count if you don't really mean it.
Happy New Year!
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
TRIX IS FOR KIDS, TWILIGHT ISN'T
I don't read vampires. I don't pick books because of the cover. And yet, I read Twilight because of the cover. What? It's a classy cover, okay?
Later a female friend who is not in her teens came to my desk wondering why women were reading this book about a teenager falling in love with a vampire. Mothers read this book. Even mothers of middle-aged women read it!
I say they read it because of every woman's secret wish. ( If this doesn't get me indignant mail...) Here goes: what woman wouldn't be secretly delighted if a guy who looks way better than Quasimodo has an uncanny way of showing up for the rescue whenever she's headed for a problem? Even a big problem. And the guy isn't a stalker, really. He's not a psycho, obsessive, or one of those You Will Love Me maniacs. A dream come true. Except for the biting thing.
And he's too gallant to beg for what he really wants because it's too dangerous for her. Silly boy. Like she's going to let this one get away. And he has millions of readers cheering for him.
Funny thing, after reading it, I always remembered the cover as just a red heart on the black background.
By the way, have you ever caught your lover, husband, or brother, or geometry teacher taking a peek inside this best seller? (Guys don't read this; he'll never know you told on him.)
No, what I really want to know is, would you have done what she did? For forever with Mr. Wonderful?
Later a female friend who is not in her teens came to my desk wondering why women were reading this book about a teenager falling in love with a vampire. Mothers read this book. Even mothers of middle-aged women read it!
I say they read it because of every woman's secret wish. ( If this doesn't get me indignant mail...) Here goes: what woman wouldn't be secretly delighted if a guy who looks way better than Quasimodo has an uncanny way of showing up for the rescue whenever she's headed for a problem? Even a big problem. And the guy isn't a stalker, really. He's not a psycho, obsessive, or one of those You Will Love Me maniacs. A dream come true. Except for the biting thing.
And he's too gallant to beg for what he really wants because it's too dangerous for her. Silly boy. Like she's going to let this one get away. And he has millions of readers cheering for him.
Funny thing, after reading it, I always remembered the cover as just a red heart on the black background.
By the way, have you ever caught your lover, husband, or brother, or geometry teacher taking a peek inside this best seller? (Guys don't read this; he'll never know you told on him.)
No, what I really want to know is, would you have done what she did? For forever with Mr. Wonderful?
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