Friday, August 28, 2009

Promises Broken / Memories Kept

I found the ring! I was one elated 7 year old. It was a pearl ring with a gold band, real gold!


I was at Camp Grey Rock. My counselor had everybody stop what they were doing to help look for the lost ring and whoever found it would get a toy.



Never got the toy.





So no wonder almost 50 years later I’m still a little bitter? That incident just laid the ground work for my basic value and belief structures.



Trust is pretty hard to come by.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

MEN

It was the era of Alan Alda, Phil Donahue and sensitive men. I thought they were wimpy. I wanted a tall, dark handsome man with a mustache and a big ole' Harley.

My heart of desire, wishes and wants looked more like Laurence Olivier as Heathcliff in Wuthering Heights, with a touch of Daniel Day Louis from Last of the Mohicans.

Pick me up, carry me away, save me, love me... forever.



Is that too much to ask for?

I’m guessing so.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Where did my HOPE go?

I used to feel optimistic. It's going to be ok. Now I feel like we're running out of time.

I want to believe that it will all work out, but the crazies are running the asylum! There was this movie I saw back in the 60's - a black and white film, it was about an insane asylum and they took it over and were running it. It was a commentary on our time but the main difference between then and now is there was a balance; there was hope that we could make it better.


Now, the violence has escalated within the country, throughout the world to insurmountable heights. The fear of going against a liberal agenda for US lurks on the minds of all, even advertisers (ref: Glen Beck).

Heed the words back from the 50's "The medium is the message" Marshall McLewan


No thanks to NBC.... "Yes, we can" - not with my life you won't.

Monday, August 24, 2009

I've lost my job, I can't afford to lose my mind.

One woman's journey for life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.
Too old to have a mentor, too young to retire.
The dilema of the age old questions...

How old is OLD anyway?

Is 50 the new 40, then 30 the new 20?? Are these dog years? gerbil, hamster??