- SMWI*: Saturday Morning Workout Inspiration
- Source: TheMeta Picture
So bizarre…yet I couldn’t stop watching and laughing. (Family said I was all alone in liking this one.) And, have no idea what the ending signifies. Exhaustion?
Accompanied with stunned look and all.
Source: Head Like An Orange
Yes, I watch Duck Dynasty. My guilty pleasure. It is on A&E channel RIGHT NOW. ”Duck Dynasty broke records in its third season. It is the second most watched television series behind “The Walking Dead.” In the 18-49 demographic, “Duck Dynasty” had a 4.3 rating, beating “American Idol,” which had a 3.2 rating.” (Over 8,000,000 viewers watched the season premiere.)
“Duck Dynasty is a reality (comedy) television series on A&E. It shows the lives of the Robertson family, who became wealthy from their family-operated business, Duck Commander, operated in West Monroe, Louisiana, which makes products for duck hunters, primarily the duck call named Duck Commander. The Robertson men, brothers Phil and Si, and Phil’s sons Jase, Willie, and Jep, are known for their long, flowing beards. The business began in a dilapidated family shed, where Phil Robertson spent 25 years making duck calls from Louisiana cedar trees. His son Willie is now the CEO of the company.”
Wednesday mornings are reserved for my selections of fellow bloggers’ inspiring posts of the week. Not today. I’ve been traveling. By air. And I have some short stories to tell. Sarah’s blog post title nails the theme of this post: Holy Sh*t! Airplane Manners People. Here are the top 9 situations that I encountered in the past month:
- Female passenger carries on an oversize bag. She is “caught” at the gate and asked to check bag. She then holds up the check-in line and commences to yank stuff out of her bag in order for it to fit in the sizing container. She is red faced and berating the check-in attendant. (Human? Animal? or Android?)
- Passenger is boarding. Coffee in one hand. Carry-on luggage in other. Another bag over shoulder. He dumps the entire cup of coffee on seat (not his seat) – - and keeps walking to the back of the plane to find his seat. Makes no attempt to clean it up or advise flight attendant. (Yo Mamma share with you the old proverb? Do unto others…)
- Man clipping his fingernails at 35000 feet. (There are no words…) [Read more...]
Source: themetapicture.com. Thank you Susan.
Image Source for Juvenile Bald Eagle: Thank you (again) Fairy-Wren
Two youtube videos back to back. Blogger taboo. Yet this. This. I couldn’t resist. Still laughing.
Source: Thank you OCD: Obsessive Corgi Disorder
GOOGLY EYES MAKE EVERYTHING ALL BETTER!
…Or, something else. (Be patient and wait for the prize…)
Source: Thank you Susan via The Meta Picture
Good Wednesday morning. Here are my selections of the inspiring posts of the week:
Olive @ Olivethepeople with her post titled The Subway Samaritan: “…He was crazy. At least I thought so. At least at first. You see…“
Tina @ Practical Practice Management with her post titled Who Made an Impact on You. I’ve read similar iterations of this thought but it never seems to get old and always seems to leave me in wonder. “Name three friends who helped you through a difficult time…“
Sedone @ Getting Better, Man. with his post titled Giving Happiness a Helping Hand aka Beware the Silent H*. “I’m dedicated to giving happiness a helping hand, although sometimes I want to give it the finger…And don’t miss the short video.
The Lilac-breasted Roller ”is found in sub-Saharan Africa and the southern Arabian Peninsula, preferring open woodland and savanna; it is largely absent from treeless places. Usually found alone or in pairs, it perches conspicuously at the tops of trees, poles or other high vantage points from where it can spot insects, lizards, scorpions, snails, small birds and rodents moving about at ground level. Nesting takes place in a natural hole in a tree where a clutch of 2–4 eggs is laid, and incubated by both parents, who are extremely aggressive in defence of their nest, taking on raptors and other birds. During the breeding season the male will rise to great heights, descending in swoops and dives, while uttering harsh, discordant cries. The sexes are alike in coloration. Juveniles do not have the long tail feathers that adults do. It is also the national bird of Botswana and Kenya.” (Source: Wiki)
Image Source: Fairy-Wren
Leo Babauta at Zenhabits asked his one million followers for tips on “how they formed exercise habits and made it stick.” What works for me? (When it works.) Four strategies:
- GET YOUR WORK-OUT GEAR TOGETHER. Do it the night before. Make it easy to grab it and go. Save yourself the agony of the rationalizing self-talk: I’ll do it later. It’s too cold. It’s too hot. I’m tired. Let me check my emails and then go. Or worse, Oh, just forgettabout it.
- DO IT EARLY. Period. Or it doesn’t get done.
- GET STARTED. Take the first step. Walk out the door. Step on treadmill. Put on your shoes. Once engaged, I get propelled by the Zeigarnik Effect, the need to complete the task.
- RECORD RESULTS. You are what you measure. I record my weight and my work-out (dates, results) in a spreadsheet on Google Drive. Then, when I look at it and find gaps (e.g., No workouts for days. Shocking Weight Gain.), I find myself shamed into re-firing the engines. This works.
Love the dog’s expression before the “take-down.”
*T.G.I.T*: Thank Goodness It’s Thursday (Before a holiday Friday)
Source: Thank you Susan via TheMetapicture.com.
Good Wednesday morning. All of my inspiring posts of the week come from a single source. Thank you Sandy Sue for pointing me to Peg-o-leg’s Ramblings who has started a series of guest posts called “Should Have Been Freshly Pressed.” Peg awards the bloggers a “Freshly Pegged Award.” Here’s some samplings:
Life In The Boomer Lane with her guest post titled Why I’d Rather Be 65 Than 5, 15, 25, 35, 45, or 55: I hate that my body moves more slowly than it used to, that when I roll over in bed, my back hurts, that sex is accomplished in mostly one position, that photos of myself scare me, that I can no longer run up and down the stairs or sit in a pretzel position on the floor or reach way under the bed to grab something. I hate that reaching way down into the crib to pick up my grandson must be planned like a military operation . I hate that my memory fails at the oddest times, that I am beginning to lose a grip on pop culture, that I think a lot about being home in bed with a book when I am out in the evening. I hate that people in charge can look younger than my children…” Great post. Read more here.’
Misty @ Misty’s Laws with her guest post titled The Last Straw…To My Heart. “I have an admirer. I am being wooed on a daily basis. I see him almost every day and he gives me what I so desperately need. He satisfies my cravings and soothes the beast within. He gives me the ability to face the day. He provides me with the fix that I need before I can function every morning. He is . . . the drive-thru guy at my Dunkin Donuts...” Read more here. [Read more...]
I’m worried. I liked this. Don’t ask me how many times I hit go on this 8 second clip. Here’s how to pronounce “Synecdoche“. And, if the suspense is overwhelming and you want to know what “Synecdoche” means, the definition can be found here.
And if you are looking for a real word treat, check out this old post titled Words…. Loved this too.
Related Posts: Synecdoche (jettiepoetry.wordpress.com)
Spring officially begins tomorrow at 11:02 am. In his novel Great Expectations, Charles Dickens said:
“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.”
Charles, you are a wee bit off this morning.
I stepped out the door. The Earth is covered with a six inch blanket of wet snow. The Wind is gusting up to 20 mph. It is 28F. I shiver. And think…
- Where’s my Sun with a spring kiss of warmth?
- Where are my cherry blossoms?
- Where are my bubbling brooks?
- Where are my budding trees?
The crested caracara is in the falcon family but not fast-flying aerial hunters, but rather sluggish and often scavengers. They are found in Cuba, South America, Central America and Mexico and in the southernmost parts of the U.S. The Northern Caracara has a length of 19-23 inches, a wingspan of 42-51 inches and weighs 1.8-2.9 pounds. It is broad-winged and long-tailed. It has long legs and frequently walks and runs on the ground. The Northern Caracara is an omnivorous scavenger that mainly feeds on carrion. The live prey they do catch is usually immobile, injured, incapacitated or young. Prey species can include small mammals,amphibians, reptiles, fish, crabs, insects, their larvae, earthworms, shellfish and young birds. The voice of this species is a low rattle. (Source: Wiki)
Image Source: Thank you Steve Layman via Head Like An Orange
cab·in fe·ver: Irritability, listlessness, and similar symptoms results from long confinement or isolation indoors during the winter.
32F yesterday with chilling winds. Spring can show up any time so we can frolic around like Dairy Cows in Holland. I’ve been around cows. I’ve never seen this before. Here’s 30 seconds of happy (very) wrapped in U2′s “It’s a Beautiful Day.”
Some clips need no introduction…
How many laughs is this man responsible for in my life? Too many to count. Here’s two minutes with Archie and Michael.
Fall asleep wondering if this is the solve. (Please.)
Amygdala firing up on ailment. (See.)
Doc said there may be issues later in life because of trauma. (Has it arrived?)
One month of angst. (Eradicated. With three drops.)
One could ask why did you wait so long. (Or, one could avoid asking.)
And one wouldn’t have a good answer.
* Disclosure: Turn your eyelids inside out? Heresy. Wear contacts? Nothing touches my eyes. LASIK surgery to correct nearsightedness? Don’t come near me with your surgery solution. Apply your own eyedrops? Can’t do it. Keep eye open so drops can be applied for you? Impossible. Squeal like a baby when drop splashes on eye? Absolutely.
Image Source: LetsBeConnor
Happy 19th Birthday Son.
Your Mother and I were looking at your baby pictures last night. We came across the shot below. You were two months old.
You and I have debated this point. (On Head Size.) Yet, the truth is now inconvertible upon reflection.
- Despite your impressive academic achievements, your head size remains disproportionately large compared to your body. (Yes, the photo is shocking. Your Mother had to sit down as she looked at the photo – I saw her shudder as she recalled the memories of the birthing process. BTW, I checked out Einstein’s head, it was normal size.)
- See the position of your head in the shot. Your neck was straining to support your head. All of your photos have you in the same profile: leaning and tilting. (Again, the cranium cargo load is daunting.)
- All 10 lbs 3 oz of you were delivered via c-section – - because you wouldn’t come out the traditional way. (Resisting parental guidance starting early – at birth. And Head size. Simply Massive. And yet your Mother still coddles you even after that trauma.)
Have a great day Eric. Big Head and All…We love you.
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…after I stepped on the scale and saw the damage.
Late start. (LATE) Aspirational intentions at 5:23 a.m. not converted into action until late morning. Chopping through a mountain of Emails. Tumbling. Reading. Cat videos. (How many of these can I watch?) Find myself in workmanlike mode. Stress notched up a few clicks. And racing again – like mid-day on a workday treadmill at the office.
And then, I come across Terry’s post and Yellow lights are flashing…
I’m in a hurry to get things done
Oh I rush and rush until life’s no fun
All I really gotta do is live and die
But I’m in a hurry and don’t know why
~Alabama, I’m in a hurry
Oddly enough, my immediate concern is not why I am in such a rush on a Saturday morning. But, synchronicity. Why is Country Music around every turn. (Now Country music, this is something to be concerned about. Then the mind goes back to HURRY. What’s the Rush?) [Read more...]
My daughter Rachel’s response when I shared this with her: “hahahahhahahahahahhaa so so true!!!!”
I hope that non-Canadians get this too…