Retire In Style Blog Too

FEELING A LITTLE PRICKLE You may well know that I lost my domaine just before last Christmas. Now I see that a new blog has popped up with the name Retire in Style (blog). I have time today so I went over to see what they are all about...and I am not happy! I suppose I need to get over taking ownership in the blogs name and reputation. Of course the main theme is financial which stands to reason. Retirement is all about how we are going to live on the money we make. Being responsible financially can make a whole lot of difference. That is fine.  But then I see that, in an effort to appear less financial and more like a real person, the author is writing about "authoritative" parenting and school success. The gist of the whole thing is that parents that have rules and enforce them, are more likely to have successful children...it is much like being an "authoritarian" just nicer. Sounds great and wonderful doesn't it? But here is the thing, children do...

I now have a total of 5 books started...I love everyone of them. Team of Rival  by Doris Kearns Goodwin, What the Dog Saw  by Malcolm Gladwell,   The Know-it-all by A. J. Jacobs (hilarious, good airport book), My Grandmother Asked Me to Tell You She’s Sorry  by Fredrick Blackman and The Handmaids Tale  by Margaret Atwood.  Oh and I have one in Oregon called   The Snow Child  by Eowyn Ivey that doesn’t belong to me so I couldn’t travel with it. Everyone of these books are unique and wonderful in their own way. As I was working around my house the other day I was thinking about the words and the way each author puts them together to make their story their very own. I have often wondered if I could write like, say, Ann Tyler or even Fredrick Blackman. (I know that Doris Kearns Goodwin and Malcolm Gladwell are out of me wheel house). But telling a different story, one that is about what you know...could any of us do the emulation tha...

The last post was about the Fish Monger's Wife...not beautiful and never content with her lot. She is nagging continually because no matter what, her life is not perfect. It is very hard for her. I suppose we are one of those is some small way. It is a hard lesson to learn, the one of being content with our lot in life. I for one am so very happy with my lot but discontentment can creep up on me in the night. While preparing a lesson for a group I belonged to when I was a young woman, I learned the path to doing away with discontentment. It was one taught by Norman Vincent Peale . His push for positive living included prayer for those we are angry at and gifts for those that we from which we want gifts. By wishing good things for people we are discontented with we are gifted with happiness for ourselves. So, that is where the Art of Giving comes into play. It seems to me that giving gifts returns much more to the giver than it does to the recipient. After all, it is a guess a...