Winter Hibernation
Vote YES to Winter Hibernation!!
First off, it means no more laundry. None! Zip! Gone!
No more cooking!! Clean dishes for months!
No more picking up after! Sparkling house!
No more little whining voices. Sleeping children = quiet and angelic.
No more living in the car, chauffeuring around town. It means lower gas consumption, cleaner air, less green house gas!
No more need to buy expensive, bulky winter clothes. Save money!
No more thick quilts or blankets. More storage!
No more Halloweens! Yeah for me!
I am sure there are more benefits, just can’t think of any right now. But look how much more simplified our lives would be by hibernating for a season.
Maybe instead of discussing the world economy, international security, social progress and human rights at the UN, they could think more creatively and shift their focus to this issue. It might help everybody to be less cranky; perhaps it would finally achieve the world peace that they desperately try to bring about!
Wait! I think we should wake up in time for Christmas!
So hibernating from the 1st of October to the last day of November should suffice. Or we could always start after the New Year till the end of February…but I like to avoid Halloween if at all possible! Either way, we still have world peace 2 months out of the year!
Actually, maybe we can get more than 2 months out of this: Think, countries just don’t go to war after they wake up from a long sleep. They probably would have to shop and restock on food. Connect with their families and friends. Catch up on... well, no latest news. But even military has to have time to regroup, they can’t just go out and attack someone without first training the soldiers, doing drills, coming out with war strategies, thawing out their warheads (made in China)…etc. That would take up at least another 4 months. Combined with 2 months of hibernation, THAT, people, is world peace 6 months out of the year!!!
Surely you’d vote YES for that!
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Honestly, I didn’t even know I had a “butt” problem until I see pictures of women on the internet with firm, toned, and perfectly sculpted glutes.
I was seriously thinking about quitting Tae Kwon Do come November. Should I rethink?
My master has 5 golden stripes on her black belt, which means she is good. She is very good in fact, often for a week after a class, I'd limp up and down the stairs in great pain!!! It takes a great amount of courage to even sit down to the bathroom without screaming in agony. There are a few moms like me in the class, we always have a great time when our Master is in a torturous mood. And we like to congratulate each other after class on our victorious effort for not falling flat on our faces. (except sometimes we did fall flat on our backs)
These women on the internet, are they for real? Do they really exist? Do they have a life? Or are they a product of some computer geek behind a desk (who orders Chinese take out, eats alone, and never gets a date) who painstakingly airbrushes them to make them look like Barbie Dolls?
Seriously, now that I have climbed the hill to “woman over 35”, this is how I feel,
I am afraid it would take much more for me than some bum toning workouts. After 35, everything sags.
Ok, maybe not for some of you, those to whom this doesn’t apply, keep your ego to yourselves.
I am thinking duct tape works wonders, whatever looks floppy, there is duct tape. Whatever looks hanging, here comes the duct tape. It seems to be a much easier solution!
It's fixed!
Here is for those who called about my recent posts and said: "Chaoyi, your blog won't let me leave a comment!"
I think the problem is fixed.
For you who frequently tune in to read, Thank You.
For those who are interested in leaving a comment, Thank You.
Jill and Belinda in Utah and Sheryl in Maryland, thank you, too.
Dear toothfairy
Dear toothfairy,
Do you work on Sundays? Do toothfairies have wands? And do toothfairies have names, if yes, what's your name? Please leave me a photo.
Aspen
Dear toothfairy,
Are you a boy or a girl? What is your name? Where do you live? What do you eat? And what do you do with our teeth? Do you have any friends that are human? How do you know if someone looses their tooth? Do toothfairies have magic powers? And is there such thing as toothfairyland? I get very curious. Do you give children a dollar sometimes for their tooth? Please answer all these questions so I'll reconize you when you change into a human during summer vacation.
ps: I can't find my tooth, can you still give me a quarter?
Kirin
Hands
I was thinking how I used to love watching people's hands. They tell you a lot about a person. I found the best place to observe hands are in the grocery store, in particularly the produce section - hands that are picking fruits and vegetables. I remember often just standing there and watching, being mesmerized, especially by pairs of hands that show the passage of time.
In the culture I am from, I learned to have a great respect for the elderly. I see wisdom and history on their hands that also reflect on their no longer youthful faces. Often overlooked.
Now that I am a mother, I think I now wash more hands than I watch hands. I rush to and fro and just trying to keep up with the feet of my children. Sometimes I forgot why I do what I do, until today...
As I was contemplating, I saw a pair of hands, young and smooth, seemingly ordinary. Then the hands turned, revealing the palms, that's when I saw the nail marks. I think back to all the hands that I've observed in the past, all the stories I came up with in my head with each hand that fascinates me... they all seem to fall to the background, the noises inside my head fade, muted.
Of all the hands I have watched, the pair with the nail marks has affected my life in a most personal and profound way possible. The stories I can recall from those pair of hands: a lifetime of service, unconditional love, the way to be.
I think again about washing the hands of my children, how it becomes more significant than I think. The hands of a mother and the hands of Christ translate love. Our hands as a mother that wash, heal, feed, comfort and patch up scars- all these mundane little things, but "It's by small means that great things come to pass." I feel privileged to be that pair of hands.
When in doubt, always consult the "Expert"!
Recently, I subscribed to Merriam-Webster's Word of the Day. They send me a word a day to supposedly make me smarter.
I remember getting the very first word, it was 'defile'. Oh, I know that word, thought I. I feel smart today!
Then the next day, this word 'jacquerie' came. It means a peasant's revolt. Do any of you know this word? I hope your reaction is the same as mine, which is "Huh?"
Then the next day, they send me 'daedal'. I gave it the same affirming reaction: "Huh?"
Then came 'irenic", but instead of saying "huh?" It was "Are you kidding me!!"
The next day after that, the word was 'bibelot'. It means: a small household ornament or decorative object, trinket.
Hello!!! Merriam and Webster, we simply just called that ornament or a waste of money or Christmas!!!
By now, I was a little upset. They send their words out way early in the mornings, and words such as "dumb", "ignorant", "unlearned" are not what you wanted to be feeling about yourself first thing in the morning!!
The next day, I got the word 'comminute', meaning: to reduce to minute particles; pulverize.
Maybe I can actually put that word to good use when I am making smoothie for the kids. I even thought it up already. Here is what I will say: Hey kids, let's make some smoothies with apples, oranges, grapes and yogurt and see this contraption (point to the blender), we are going to dump all the fruit in it and 'comminute' them, ok!!.
Note:
You would never guess, as I was doing the spell check, guess what words got highlighted? I will tell you, all of Merriam and Websters! That means the 20th century computer spell check doesn't recognize words such as jacquerie, daedal, bibelot and you guessed it, comminute!! Who would've thought!!!! Oh, that's why Merriam -Webster are the experts of English words.
Isn't the definition of the word "expert" meaning someone with special knowledge or skill that no one else can relate to or understand?
I am eager to see what I shall get from Merriam and Webster tomorrow morn - I am getting giddy just thinking about it!!
Sage still rules!
Here is something happy to report
Sage was playing with my lipstick...she broke the lipstick into small pieces and stacking them back up again in the tubie thing and this is what she said:
Sage: Why did you break mama's lipstick...
Sage: It's ok, mama doesn't know.
Here is more Sage with her friend Bailey
Sage and Bailey were dressing up as princesses.
Me: Time to go home, Sage.
Sage:No, I don't want to go.
Bailey:Sage doesn't want to go home.
Me: We've got to go, it's late.
Sage: No.
And some more nos.
Me: Let's go, Sage...
Sage: I am wearing the dress home.
Me: Baily, can Sage wear the dress home?
Bailey: I need to talk to spider. (picks up a little old, wore out stuffed spider and wispers to it)
Bailey: Spider said it's ok.
Sage: Thank you Bailey, you save my life.
Me: No, Bailey, you saved MY life.
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