August 29, 2008
She might have been a beauty queen. She does have a handicapped child. She sounds like a spitfire. She's governor where few want the position and was mayor where even less wanted to serve. She was in the right place at the right time, but I believe that no way, no how, is she qualified to be only a heartbeat away from serving as the President of the United States as the vice-presidential running mate of presidential candidate John McCain!
By the way, Mr. McCain. I was the beauty queen of Laurelbrook School, Dayton, Tennessee in 1968. I have a step child with Down Syndrome. I have a sister who taught me everything I need to know about being a spitfire. I was an elected official for seven-years longer than Sarah has been Governor of Alaska, but I know when I'm being suckered!
News stories shout the news with words like, "McCain shook up the presidential race"... "In a surprising move..." "A surprise pick"... "McCain made history today"... "A hockey mom"... "Peanut -sized political past..." "A 44-year old mother of five kids..."
Don't mock us! We are not fools. The highest position in the United States of America does not belong to a woman whose highest claim to fame is that nobody knew who she was until noon today!
When I heard the news - leaked out before the official announcement - on the radio, I called my husband at work who always knows everything about everything. "Who is Sarah Palin - or some name that sounds something like that", I demanded.
He sat up in his chair, suddenly fully alert but at a loss to answer my pointed question. "I've never heard of anyone by that name," he responded as I heard the keys clicking on his keyboard and knew he would have the answer before I could order my Asian salad at McDonald's.
Sure enough. Before I could exchange the wrong dressing with my requested ranch dressing, my cell phone rang back. "Sarah Palin is the Governor of Alaska!" he almost shouted at me.
It sounded ridiculous at the time and suspicious even now. "The Governor of Alaska". Who is McCain kidding? I don't know what he was thinking, but perhaps that was the brightest idea he could think of as a 71st birthday present to himself. (His birthday is today.)
I have no doubt that Ms. Palin will crumble or be crumbled. I give her less than two weeks. Perhaps even by MY birthday (September 3) she will be on the outs. She may look the look and talk the talk, but the birthday candles get blown out after one makes a wish and the cake is quickly gobbled up by happy party-goers.
Perhaps I'm assuming my readers can read my mind. As a public official for two terms (1992-2000 - while Clinton was president) as Oronoko Township Clerk in Berrien Springs, Michigan, I know that you have to work hard to win and you have to have the spirit of a barracuda to stay in your position - and not let the 'good ole guys' beat you down.
Apparently, Ms. Palin has the strength to work hard and the spirit of a barracuda to get things done from what we hear about her past political experience. But, I believe that does not prepare her for the BIG GUYS in Washington! I respect her strength, but don't accept that this has prepared her to be the presumptive vice-presidential candidate.
That McCain uses his position and her unique abilities to throw her out to the wolves and offer us someone not qualified for the job - just because as a 'good ole guy'' and he can - is not right!
To THIS, I say, "no how-no way!"
Ms. Palin should get back on that plane and attend to the State Fair in Anchorage, Alaska! Keep your day job, but go home at night and read to your children. Bid your oldest son off to war and cuddle your baby while you can."
Take Care on the Journey,
August 26, 2008
Drs. Greg and Heather Prenger and baby Jack.
Ohio Family & Sports Chiropractic
New Albany, Ohio
Many of my friends and family know that I've always preferred holistic care over modern medicine although being a nurse, I am knowledgeable and intrinsically involved in both areas.
A few months ago I told you about Granger Chiropractic here in New Albany and how thrilled I was to find this type of health care close to home.
A short time after I wrote that article, Dr. Granger sold the New Albany Chiropractor part of the business to a young couple who recently graduated as chiropractors from Palmer College of Chiropractic Florida. They are also both graduates of The Ohio State University.
I've gotten to know Drs. Greg and Heather Prenger very well by now because I decided to keep going to the New Albany location - especially with gas prices going through the roof.
Drs. Greg and Heather Prenger are on fire for chiropractic care and healthful living! They bring a wide variety of services not only with chiropractic care but including nutrition, exercise and stress management.
I've been getting "adjusted" on a regular basis by either Dr. Heather or her husband, Dr. Greg and am happy to say how much better I'm feeling. They take whatever time is needed to evaluate my symptoms and adjust accordingly. Take it from someone who has been under chiropractic care for the last 30+ years, they know what they are doing!
The Prenger's business link to New Albany Chiropractor, New Albany, Ohio is Ohio Family and Sports Chiropractic.
Dr. Heather has a personal website that has a link on my blog. Dr. Heather's website is also devoted to baby Jack and how they are providing him with the most healthy choices.
I couldn't close without mentioning the best massage therapist I've ever known. At the Ohio Family & Sports Chiropractic meet Greg or call to make an appointment for a relaxing, healthful body massage. Greg's website at the Ohio State University is at this LINK.
We wish you the best as you start this journey of service to others and strive to reach your goal to "make Central Ohio the healthiest community in America".
Take Care on the Journey,
August 25, 2008
August 22, 2008
August 21, 2008
I’m thinking that if someone came up with how-to learn a new language while waiting, or certification in CPR or a refund on the monthly bill for every minute one had to wait, there would be far less exasperated people running late the rest of the day.
It started with a letter from AT&T informing us that as a “special reward for your loyalty” we could get a great price if we would bundle our numerous communication devices we have through them. With up to $200 CASH BACK. And, this one wasn’t just for new customers!
The first time I called and miracle of miracles, there was no delay. I discovered the reason we don’t have the best “bundle” is because some of the services are in my name (cell-phones and wireless internet) and the others are in Jim’s name (landline phone and land-line internet). Of course they won’t ‘bundle” these without one of us giving up our name and letting all the services be in one name. That was three days ago and numerous 800-numbers ago!
Of course, they won’t just switch them over without speaking directly to Jim who is at work and not in a position to wait on hold for hours at a time. They finally agreed (three-days ago) to call him at work and get his okay while I was on the line. I waited until they came back on line and said Jim told them he couldn’t make an outside call. What? He didn’t need to call anyone! And, he knew I was going to be working on this, so why the confusion?
I hung up (from my ‘almost to the finish-line’ call) and placed a call to Jim at work. Yeah, slightly irritated. “So, why did you tell AT&T you couldn’t make an outside call? I was THIS CLOSE to getting the special offer!”
“My phone hasn’t rang in hours. I’ve been sitting here putting a report together. I haven’t talked to anyone,” he replied in his usual calm matter-of-fact voice.
As I said, that happened three days ago. I didn’t have any more time on my day off to spend on this foolishness.
This morning (my next day off) I started again. Pulling out the notes from three days ago. I called the last number that had been given to me. The guy pleasantly said he hoped he could help me, but alas, it wasn’t in his job description. He transferred me to yet another number - which is where I’m getting older by the minute as I wait.
YES! YES! She finally answers after over an hour wait.
PAUSE while I talk to this lady whose name I can’t pronounce.
I’m BACK… Miss Sparkles has informed me that she is very sorry but this request is “too complicated”.
“I have some responsibility, but you need advanced responsibility,” Miss Sparkles explains as she promises to be quick as she forwards me to yet another number. But before she clicks off, I scream (almost). “No wait! What number are you transferring me to? I want to make sure it’s on my list of places I’ve already been rejected.”
I quickly review my notes. 1-877-722-3755. 1-800-288-2020. 1-800-660-2626. 1-866-266-1292. 1-866-671-8016. 1-866-722-7500. 1-888-274-9056. 1-800-331-0500. 1-866-378-0041.
The number 1-888-274-9056 is a new one, but she assures me that if I want her to wait on the line, she will explain to this department what I need so there will be no confusion.
“Please tell me the words I should say in case we get cut off,” I beg and she repeats what she read to me earlier. I also give her our home phone number in case we get lost from each other and she can call me back.
“Tell them you need to make a change name of responsibility and after that you want all services combined with that bill,” she instructs clearly.
Guess what. The number rings and I hear a recording. “For Ohio, press 4”. I wait a moment in the silence that follows. “Are you still there?” I ask quietly.
So I press 4 for Ohio.
At least I’m not listening to a monotone voice assuring me that my call is important to them for hours this time. The gentleman who answers cheers my mind because he sounds like someone who knows what he’s doing.
I explain in the professional AT&T language what I need. Guess again! While polite and apologetic for my acute discomfort and frustration, says he cannot help me until my husband gives permission to put some services into his name.
“Is he there?” Mr. Politeness asks.
“No he works 5-days a week and he can’t stay at home just to be on hold for AT&T” I respond with a shaky voice that is close to tears. “They tried to call him the other day, but called the wrong number. Can you call and get his permission while I wait?”
He says HE can’t do that. “I’m sorry you’ve been bounced around like this. I don’t know why they didn’t give you the right number. You need to call 1-800-660-1000.”
“You know what. Just forget it. I’m not calling another fricken number. I’ll pay $50 a month more just to be rid of AT&T fools who have no idea how to assist a “loyal customer”. I don’t even want your “special reward”.
At that, Mr. Charming reached into his customer satisfaction bag of tricks and offered to send a letter that my husband could sign.
“Just follow the simple instructions and we’ll take care of this for you. We’ll fix this as soon as we get the letter. I’m sorry you are so upset. Is there anything else we can do for you?” he asks calmly and gentlemanly (from his cheat-sheet.).
“Anything else? You haven’t done anything yet. No thank-you. Just send the letter.”
Speaking of letters………. We haven’t gotten our IRS incentive check yet……….
Take Care on the Journey,
August 13, 2008
August 10, 2008
Jim says to remind him of this picture when the snow is several feet deep and the temperature is 12 degrees!
August 9, 2008
Floyd and Tania are devastated at this needless tragic loss. We send our love and support and wish we could take some of the grief.
The story is on Floyd's website clayfootsteps.blogspot.com
We hope you will slip over there and leave a message of condolence and support.
Take Care on the Journey,
August 4, 2008
Saturday I called grandpa to wish him Happy Birthday. Ironically it was also the day of his wife’s memorial service. His sad voice responded to my “Happy Birthday, Dad”, with the awful news that his little dog had just passed away.
But, instead of dwelling on the sadness, he talked of his friends who were there to celebrate and share the tears. He had made peanut-butter and honey sandwiches for everyone and he was so proud that four cars of friends would accompany him to the memorial service.
I had promised to be there but sickness and vehicle breakdowns prevented the trip. He didn’t scold or say anything to make me feel badly for not showing up although he did elect a promise to make the trip “sometime real soon.”
His rose garden is fading fast. He says he can’t get around like he used to and a trip to the emergency room last week almost ended up in the hospital with pneumonia.
A long-time loyal friend found her rose garden destroyed with the beckoning of her boss into his office and the words, “Your fired”. She had worked there 18 years and was expecting this job to last until her retirement. Instead of reassignment, she was let go with no benefits and just recently found that she had been ‘blackballed”. She has a handicapped child. Her husband is in ill health and can’t work full time. Now they had no insurance and very little income.
Her birthday was also this weekend and I almost dreaded making her birthday call. I can’t give her another happy rose garden or fix her problems. I dreaded to hear the most recent news that I knew couldn’t be good. Sure enough, her special needs child had developed a problem that required surgery and he had bad reaction to the pain meds.
But she was optimistic that the Lord would provide – even now. She is thankful for her grandchildren and hopes I can make a trip there to see them soon.
Some months back, my sister called to say there had been an accident. She was making supper and hubby was cooking steaks outside. He went out to turn the steaks and never came back inside. She went out to find out why he was taking so long and found him on the ground.
“Darlin. I fell and broke my neck. I’m paralyzed. Call 911.”
In an instant her world and her rose garden dissipated. He was rushed to the hospital where the doctor's didn't give kind care and no one helped her as she cleaned him up as best she could. Then she waited alone in a hallway for hours while they took him for tests. The good news is that he did regain most of his feeling and was able to return home in a few days, but the doctor said one wrong twist of his neck and he could be paralyzed for life. They live with that - always thankful for what they have now but never knowing how long it will last.
Today my garden is filled with the beautiful flowers of summer and one awesome Lady Diana rose plant. But, I remember those times in my life when it wasn’t so sweet.
I’ve heard many of the same gut-wrenching, garden-destroying words….
"We can't pay the bills this month."
”I’m sorry but I can’t live here anymore…”’
“You need a breast biopsy.”
“This is the Chief-of-Police. Could you come to the station?”
“I’m calling with some bad news about….”
“I’m sorry, but we need to do some more tests.”
"I'm home early because I lost my job today."
"Honey, I have something to confess..."
"You make too much to qualify for that."
A lovely warm-hearted friend of mine is also going through a very rough time. Her world was shattered with some words from the list above.
You feel all the emotions of a death. But there ‘s no memorial service or gathering of friends for support (except in small ways).
Perhaps you’ve been in their shoes. Even worse, you know your life is not what you dreamed it would be. Your spouse will never be the knight in shining armor. Your child will not be running for president. Your parents are never going to become the golden couple living in a 6-bedroom home in sunny Florida. The career that looked so inviting is now drudgery. Or, the career you planned never did come full circle. Pets die. Grandchildren are sick. Hard-earned money is gone before you get it. Collectors are calling; friends are not.
When my friends hurt, I feel their pain although it is not the same for me. I want to get rid of all the bad bugs, kill the fungus and dig up the root rot. But, we can't turn back the clock or fix the problems. We can offer a strong shoulder, warm hugs and unconditional love.
Or maybe your life is full of abundance and peace right now. I thought about that as I was making supper tonight. (Noodles and mushroom soup, sliced tomatoes from my friend Floyd's garden and brownies for dessert.) I don't know why the song, "I Never Promised You A Rose Garden" kept streaming through my mind, but the second line I made up, "...But I sure Did Want One!".
I called a friend in Michigan the other day and spent the first 27 minutes listening to exciting stories of trips with the grandchild, class reunions, weddings and graduations. Not a thorn in their garden. The couple are older but in good health. Both are retired but working part-time. We spend time with them in an immaculate home, perfect lawn, wild birds at the feeders while she plays beautiful music on the piano as we eat buttered popcorn and exchange stories.
At one time, there was heartache in their home as some of the very words listed above were uttered in heartache. There were ill feelings between parent and child. In fact, for years one did not speak to the other. But, they did not give up and continued to believe in a Higher Power. They know it is a miracle of God and they praise Him for such harmony today.
Maybe this posting will encourage you to know that you have a Higher Power on your side.
You have a friend who walks in my shoes - and One who walks in your footsteps.
Roses always come back after the winter of rest and change.
Take Care on the Journey,