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April 26, 2013

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Flannista

A moment of silence to hallow what would have been the 90th birthday of PEACEsista's mother today.

Flannista

I know that you have all been holding your breath wondering how Typepad would resolve the vexing problem of my comments disappearing into its SPAM black hole. Well, Kymberly (spelled with a "y" and not an "i") suggested that I use a different URL -- not www.sassistas.com -- whenever I posted. She then suggested one for me, so I began to use it and now my comments aren't disappearing into the SPAM black hole. Who would have thought that not using the URL for this blog would do the trick!

Thank you, KYmberlY!

Flannista

Uh-oh, I spoke too soon. My 6:39 comment just wound up in the SPAM black hole!

Seriously, it did.

Flannista

This morning I teach the six-year-olds about storytelling. On Wednesday, I was at a retirement home teaching 86-year-olds using the same thing. From 6 to 86 in two days.

Here's a great opening line from a story shared by 86-year-old, Jerry:

"I was born on a farm in the middle of a Kansas drought and the only thing my parents raised that year was me and sauerkraut."

Isn't that fantastic?

Flannista

Yesterday I got a box in the mail and inside was the FIFTH MONTH of nowayasista's sixth-month "Try My Nuts" holiday gift. It was wasabi peas. I normally love those things and when I saw what they were, opened them immediately and put a heaping handful into my mouth. Good Lord, those thangs are by far THE HOTTEST THANGS I HAVE EVER PUT INTO MY MOUTH. You can credit them for burning the meanness right out of me.

nowayasista

Careful with those wasabi peas around those 6 year olds. Glad they are hot. They should be.

PEACEsista

You know the familiar saying, "Sweets for the sweet?"

Well, this time it's, "Hot for the hottie!"

PEACEsista

Thanks for remembering my mom here in the sphere. I'll be celebrating her today with a few of her favorite things.

Have fun with the six-year-olds!

PEACEsista

And this from the Writer's Almanac today:

"He is happy whose circumstances suit his temper but he is more excellent who can suit his temper to any circumstances."

~ David Hume, Scottish philosopher and an avowed skeptic

Flannista

RIP George Jones. One of the greatest singers. Ever.

Flannista

The word in the Code Thingy for my last comment was "institution". George Jones was certainly that.

Sista C

Back from a morning at the beach. Beautiful day. Wish I had a handful of those wasabi peas to go with this Blue Moon beer.
Going to work in the yard. We're already having the grass cut every week and it still looks long.
Flann, don't share your views on Jones' music, but an institution, he certainly was. RIP George.

Justista

So, Flann, sauerkraut is a plant? Seriously

Flannista

Justista -- technically sauerkraut is sour cabbage, but I don't think the opening line would have been nearly as memorable if the word "cabbage" had been used. Jerry was kind of curmudgeonly, anyway.

Flannista

What was great about George Jones was that he could sing any genre of music (except opera, I guess) and make a song, well, sing.

Flannista

Had an MRI on my knee yesterday. The technician doesn't think I have arthritis. He thinks that the loose meniscus in my left knee has somehow curled itself under another part of the knee. I have a follow-up with my orthopedist on Monday, May 6. I'm hoping the knee can be rehabilitated and that I will need neither surgery nor drugs.

Flannista

When I signed into school today, little Rachel, from my first-grade class was in the school office because her parents had dropped her off late. When she saw me she said, "Hi, Miss Flann!" and came running over to me. I looked down and said, "Hi, sweetie." Without missing a beat, she then said (doing the hand motions, too), "I am worthy of love. You are, too."

She was completely unprompted. It just came out when she saw me.

Guess this old broad is doing something right.

Matissta

Flann, you certainly are doing something right. It's obvious you've made an impact on those kids.

Matissta

Sauerkraut, according to Wikipedia, directly translates to "sour cabbage". Perfect for a curmudgeon.

Matissta

Sista C, forget the peas, I want the beer! Now!

PEACEsista

Flannista + 6-year-olds=MAGIC

The kind that changes lives on BOTH sides of the equation!

Sista C

Matiss, wish I could plop one of these beers in front of you with a frosted mug and a view of thr beautiful bay. One day I'm counting on just that.

Matissta

PEACE, if it's not too personal, can you share some of your mom's favorite things that you're doing today.

Flann and I used to "celebrate" my father's life on the anniversary of his death by going out to dinner at a Lebanese restaurant. The waiters loved when we came in and would join us with an end of the dinner toast to my father.

PEACEsista

Thanks for asking, Matiss. My mom LOVED chocolate, so I went to the local coffee shop/bakery and got a piece of their "chocolate tower" cake ... yes, think of the mother of all chocolate cakes and this is it. I will eat it later, while sitting and reading by the fire, something else my mom really enjoyed.

I noticed that the full moon was last night, though I did not see it. I'm hoping to get a glimpse of the moon tonight. My mom loved seeing the moon best of all. Once, when Paul was driving, my mother gasped and he almost drove the car off the road, thinking she'd had a heart attack. Then, she exclaimed, "LOOK! the MOON!" as if she were seeing it for the very first time. She reacted that way almost every time she saw the moon. How wonderful to see something as often as the moon, for the first time, every time. It's a good practice and one I learned from my mother.

PEACEsista

PS: I will be eating this one piece of the chocolate tower for at least four days, so the celebration of my mother will continue. If I ate this thang all at once, surely I would be WITH my mother in the hereafter!

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