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How many steps did you climb today? Do you miss being young....er...ish? If you do what is it that you miss the most. I miss being active and seeing something accomplished at the end of the day. For that reason, I think the thing that I miss the most is the work...work until you drop into bed at night totally exhausted. When I was younger I would work until I absolutely could not even think. I loved pushing myself to the limit each day and get up in the morning and do it again. My husband and I have been restoring an Arizona room on our park model. We have lifted and demolished and measured and planned until we both are ready to drop. I have only participated in the really hard stuff for a few days. It is coming back to me now how I love to work that hard. I embrace the pains and stiff muscles each day. Sleep? I sleep like a baby at night and wake in the morning refreshed and ready to go again. And I slim up really fast...notice I did not say lose weight. Muscle mass weighs more but is...

I saw an article yesterday talking about how a person can regret their choice of apartments. No electrical outlets, noisy streets, dark rooms and shrinking space that become more apparent after moving in can send renters over the edge.  Renters remorse sets in but a lease has been signed so the tenant is stuck.  Finding the right resort to spend the winter in can be just as hard. I have some ideas that will help you narrow down that long list of "perfect" snowbird locations. Okay I'm here. What do I do now?  No matter how fancy a RV resort is it cannot be a stand alone location in most cases.  You can sit in the sun for just so long then you are going to want to get out and enjoy the area.  I for one do not want to be parked in the middle of the desert with nothing to do.  Think about that when you decide to settle into a location. The railroad tracks are where? You can only hide the railroad tracks for so long.  Then that ugly beast with rear it's hea...

My husband and I are the proud owners of a flamingo. She first came to our RV resort 12 years ago. About 7 years ago I made the mistake of admiring her beauty and asking who her owner was. The very next day I became her custodian. The neighborhood had been waiting for a sucker like me. I have taken very good care of her since the very first day. She had a little short somewhere so if you touched her when she was plugged in you got a little buzz. People liked that at lot. I was told that she move her head up and down when she was plugged in. I didn't like the shock so I didn't plugged her in very often after the first time. I did not notice a moving head. The old bird was showing her age I think. I named her Theodora because she seemed to represent all the ghosts that inhabit our little park.  She came to life in my mind back in the day when I wrote fiction. Eventually she found her way to the rear of our park model behind the propane tank. I even forgot about her she was so wel...

Post by iVillage Australia . When I saw the wonderful video from iVillage Australia, I was reminded of the advice given us so many times in the past;  you need to get in touch with your inner child.   This little boy hears music somewhere inside his head and heart that most of us would not even understand. He was born that way. I have often quoted Popeye's piece of wisdom when he said, "I yam what I yam." I honestly believe he was right on the money. We all are born with a love for something...but how do we turn that love into an vocation or avocation? Given the fact that working is a requirement to survive, finding that perfect niche is the trick. I have always wondered what I would have done if I had been given the choices beyond being a teacher. I popped out of the womb being teacher-like but being in the classroom did not make me happy for very long.  Once I had figured it out, I was ready to do something different. I could not be a secretary. I used to tell peo...

Debo Da Pro   originally shared  to  Pop Culture Art (Artworks) :   #RedRidingHood   By   #SkottieYoung Once in a while I wander around out in the hood just looking to see what I can find. #fairtales was the tag I happened onto on Google+ . I had been reading a blog called The Owl's Skull written by a Jessica McCort, an educator out there in the world somewhere. The name of the article I read was  Let's Have a Little Chat about what "Cinderella" Really Means . She pointed out that her students interpret what they read based on life experience and preconceived notions and do not see the words on the page. I found it very interesting. The label she used on Google+ was #fairytale. So there I was on the #fairytale page on Google+ when the image you see above caught my eye. This innocent little girl is the one that helped out-fox that very evil looking wolf lurking in the background...with a little help from a woodsman with a very sharp ax! The story h...

My husband and I are in the get-up-and-build mode right now. We have just about finished our kitchen and are moving on to our Arizona room. We invited some friends in to see how we were doing and as they left I had the thought that on the day we die, there will be a project in the offing. Our children will be left holding the hammer! Front Porch is completed and we enjoy it so much. Exterior looks much the same as it did when we bought it. Unfortunately, the Saguaro tipped over soon after we moved into it. We moved three park models down about 7 years ago (I think). We now live on the corner across from the pickleball and tennis courts. The little doll house was built in the 1970s and naturally needed some work to restore it to it's former glory. But, like the good golfers that we are, we put it off for several years. There were other things we wanted to do. But now, we have noticed what  a wreck it is  needs to be done. I suppose that comes of sitting in the house w...

My beautiful family. When one of our family is ill, it is the first impulse of a parent to rush to their aid. It is as natural as having babies. We can read our children's voices and know exactly what their face looks like and how they are coping. It come from the close bond that happens when they are born. The question is if we do rush in; A re we part of the problem or part of the solution? I am at the age when I have given up control of my family and am letting them nurture me. I am not a help when a crisis arises because now my children know more than I do. I remember when my aunt lay dying of a heart attack, my mother interfered in the family dynamic and caused some very hard feelings. While her intent was pure her words were unkind. That lesson is still with me today. Backing away is hard but intruding would not change the outcome and would, in fact, add to the problem. My son-in-law has had a heart attack and will be receiving the care he needs. My heart is in my throat and ...