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Observations

Saturday, June 27, 2015

As I pulled into my parking space after being at work on Monday, all I wanted to do was take a nap in front of the air conditioner.

I had not really slept all that well over the weekend and my body cried out for some solid sleep time.

After getting out of my car, I was informed by a family member of one of my neighbors that the power was out and wouldn't be back on until 5:30.

Considering that it was 4:50, I didn't think anything of it and went upstairs to claim my nap regardless.

Saturday, May 9, 2015

I was sitting outside on my porch trying to decompress after a very long and stressful day when I noticed a bird land on one of the telephone wires in front of my house.

It was a very drab brown and black and looked kind of dirty to me.

Its feathers were a little ruffled and I thought to myself, "that is one ugly bird."

As if that bird read my mind, it scooted itself about a foot and a half further across the line and promptly pooped on my car window.

Ugly, telepathic AND mean-spirited.

Saturday, April 18, 2015

I had to do a bit of a double take when I first read the headline. Surely this had to be some satirical piece disguised as actual news.

Nope. It's real.

"Pentagon deploys 'May I kiss you?' training."

I read it again and shook my head in disbelief.

It would seem that last week, the United States Air Force awarded a $10,000 contract to a company known as The Date Safe Project to provide three training sessions to servicemen and women to instruct them on consent and the prevention of sexual assault including bystander intervention. Each session lasts 60-90 minutes.

Saturday, April 4, 2015

I love to be able to get away every now and again, even if only for a couple of days.

I enjoy the change of scenery and waking up someplace different, whether at the home of a friend or family member or even on an air mattress in my tent.

I am, however, really leery about staying in hotels and motels.

Over the years I have had some rather unpleasant experiences that make me cringe to even think about.

As a kid, my mom and I always spent a week "down the shore."

Saturday, March 21, 2015

I remember the first time I used a computer.

I was quite intimidated by the thing and thought for sure I would break it.

The woman who was instructing me on its use assured me that there was no way, aside from hitting it with a hammer, that I could break this wonderful and mysterious piece of office equipment.

I don't remember much of what I was taught that first day, except for one thing she said decades ago: "Garbage in, garbage out" or GIGO.

GIGO is an acronym used in computer science that means that bad input will result in bad output.

Saturday, March 14, 2015

I have noticed that there are certain things that people just don't talk about; things that are perfectly natural and perfectly human; and perfectly taboo for some reason.

One of those topics is, umm, bathroom habits.

Now, I know this subject may be a little uncomfortable for some of you, so I will try to ease you into it by addressing some non-taboo but relevant bathroom dilemmas.

First, there is the ongoing debate over the toilet paper roll being hung in either an over or under fashion.

Some people can become quite distressed if it is not hung correctly.

Saturday, February 28, 2015

Due to the wonders of technology, we live in a society that loves to take photographs, and takes plenty of them.

We are the most photographed generation ever.

Whether it is cellphone "selfies" or images captured on a tablet, a point and shoot or a DSLR, everyone has become a "photographer."

People have acquired hundreds, if not thousands of images and store them on their phones, computers or even in "the cloud" and enjoy the ease of sharing those images with their friends and even the world through the various forms of socialmedia.

Saturday, February 21, 2015

From the very first moment you behold the precious miracle that is your newborn child, there's a chain that instantly connects from your heart to that child.

You marvel in their beauty and perfection and you wonder how something so magnificent could have come from inside you.

The love you feel for that tiny life is so strong that it makes you weep with joy and pride.

As they grow, they become the thread that holds you together and the reason you get up in the morning (and multiple times throughout the night.)

When they smile, you beam.

Saturday, February 14, 2015

As a young, single mother, I prided myself in being able to "do it all."

I could multitask like it was nobody's business.

My "Spidey-sense" was top-notch and I could chase after small children with the speed of "The Flash" and the fluidity and stealth of a Ninja.

But that was then, and this is now.

After a busy day at work and more work screaming for my attention at home, I decided to make the one-hour trip down to see my daughter and granddaughter, as I was missing her so.

Saturday, February 7, 2015

Being a writer and a photographer, I find myself constantly making a statement of some sort in one fashion or another.

I recently saw a great sweatshirt online that pretty much sums up my life's statement and one that I absolutely have to buy.

The writing on the front says:

Six things you don't mess with:

My faith, My family, My flag, My country, My liberty, My camera.

The first thing I thought was that I would need to change it to make it be seven things and add My dog; but then I figured that he is, in effect, family, so the six will work just fine.