I am in the process of waiting, for the fourth day, for my files to download from Carbonite. I’m not a happy camper since the process, supposedly the “easiest on the internet” is a complex and confusing process for we tech dummies. This has been the week from hell…no, the month from hell. I’ve encountered provider after provider who had no idea what REAL customer service means.
So I emailed Jodi Kaplan, someone I know from a social media group I belong to. I got the awesome-est answer from her. …

No picture has torn at my heart more than this one taken last month after a woman’s dog broke its leash and ended up in the water off of what looks like a very chilly pier. A German tourist strips to his tighty-whities and jumps in the water to save this small dog. I know MY heart would have been breaking if I’d been this distraught woman. But the stranger rescues the dog and I assume, gets warm and dry as well as a hug!
Anyway, I put the photos …

Okay, come Thursday thousands, if not millions of people will get up and head down to their local homeless shelter to help “feed the homeless.” There will be more volunteers and people wanting to help than there are homeless people on Thanksgiving and Christmas. It’s suddenly very hip and cool to care for the less fortunate on the holidays.
But while the 20% of the homeless and those who are down on their luck may crowd the shelters this year, there are millions of homeless and impoverished people who won’t, …

“We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful what we pretend to be.”
– Kurt Vonnegut

Most of us don’t realize we’re pretending to be someone other than who we really are. Some of us do. Either way, few care. We say, “Well, that’s how the world works. I’ll get fired, my spouse will leave me, no one will love me if I am who I am, so I have to pretend to be something I”m not to get what I want.”
Sound familiar? Well, it’s true too. If …

I just swept and mopped my 100 square foot office (about a 10×10 foot area). Now I’m lying down to rest. I will rest for 30 to 45 minutes and then get up and wash dishes in the small bathroom sink, or do something else for 15 minutes before I rest again. Like millions of Americans, I have Chronic Fatigue Syndrome and Fibromyalgia. Most of the time it stays in remission. But every so often, after a month or so of unusual stress, it rears its head and I know …