hate is too great a burden
Martin Luther King Jr.’s words remain as inspiring today as they were when he lived — and just as relevant.
Our office in a far off galaxy…
I noticed my favorite brother (MFB) took the quiz to find out which Star Wars’ character his personality most resembles. He said it was a fun quiz so I took it too. I figured I’d be the Princess of course…
For the record, that Scott McKain guy is Obi-Wan Kenobi… wise and experienced cautious leader; and Perry was Darth Vader… poor dude that is tortured and disconnected from human affection. I figure all this is about right. (I was just happy I wasn’t most closely aligned with Jabba the Hut.)
So, what Star Wars personality are you? CLICK TO FIND OUT!
did you know…
Thanks, Facebook. Your suggestions insofar as what pages are similar to that of a police department were SPOT ON!
It was especially fitting for you to show me the similar offerings right beneath the police department’s post about a drug bust that included photos of the charged individuals. Way to go — I didn’t know!
life is too long
I was thinking this morning about something my brother told me years and years ago: “Life is too LONG to be miserable.” You always hear the phrase about life being too short — but think about it. If just for a moment… think about it.
“Life is too LONG to be miserable.”
When my wise sibling first uttered those words to me I was in a really bad spot in life. Sure, he said many other things as well that were meant as advice, (Run! He’s gonna’ kill you! BASTARD!), but they only applied to my then dire situation. “Life is too LONG to be miserable” is always applicable because being miserable is… well, it’s freaking miserable.
There’s only one other phrase I remember even more often and more vividly — it was told to me by my Grandmother. “It’s a poor hen that can’t scratch for one little chicken.” She was right, you guys.
So if you’re reading this and you’re just staying miserable in life because you think you have responsibilities that require it — remember that life is too LONG to be miserable, and any old hen should be able to scratch for one (or more than one!!) little chicken. (I’m pretty sure this could also apply to scratching roosters and really over the hill hens — like ME — too.)
Afghanistan is about 7000 miles from home
Perry’s nephew, Alex, spent the night here last night — he’s in the Army National Guard and had to be in North Vernon by 6:30 AM. The talk around our fireplace was about Afghanistan and whether or not he would be deployed. Just out of basic in November, he thought he might not be sent there even though the call he received had indicated he would be. He explained that the hardest part was not knowing. I get it! A year-long deployment to a foreign country would be a pretty big deal to anyone. Going to bed last night, the 19 year-old didn’t know if his immediate future would entail hauling equipment and supplies and providing security for convoys over 7,000 miles from home, or making pizzas at a local eatery. Crazy, huh?
I got a text from him this morning after he arrived for duty that simply said, “Looks like I’m going.“
Alex was here to help move right before the Christmas holiday. Picking up an online order at our local Wal-mart, we had to wait a good bit of time for them to find the items. That’s when we saw the sign pointing down to a solitary chair that said, “Code Black Safe Place.”
I had no clue what a “Code Black” was, you guys, so I looked it up on Google: “Code Black: Bomb threat, nuclear attack” EEEK! That can’t be right… can it?
So I use the search terms ‘code black walmart’ and find it means ‘weather‘ for Wal-mart shoppers. How kind of the Seymour Wal-mart to offer one safe chair should a tornado hit the store. Not that we were in danger of that happening in December, but here’s proof that Alex felt he was more deserving of that safe spot than anyone else in the store. Probably because he had a premonition that he would be needed in Afghanistan.