tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71634706421250324692024-03-12T22:56:58.752-07:00Now when I am oldNow when I am old, I can stop worrying about things I used to worry about. But I also think a lot and meditate about life and all the information in my head. The older I grow the more I distrust the familiar doctrine that age brings wisdomAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17266587253715519473noreply@blogger.comBlogger52125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163470642125032469.post-72283480195375010682014-05-20T04:40:00.001-07:002014-05-20T04:40:31.009-07:00Little Boy w Down's Syndrome & His Dog - Unconditional Love of Man's Bes...<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/iSH8PYmYDBo" width="480"></iframe>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17266587253715519473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163470642125032469.post-32184439932119444952014-05-14T05:32:00.001-07:002014-05-14T05:32:48.160-07:00Billie Jean Dancing Senior Citizens<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/dIsLsDXXJUE" width="459"></iframe>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17266587253715519473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163470642125032469.post-58741533437896254812014-05-07T08:12:00.001-07:002014-05-07T08:12:05.632-07:00http://www.nasa.gov/multimedia/nasatv/iss_ustream.html<a href="http://www.nasa.gov/multimedia/nasatv/iss_ustream.html#.U2pNENKMgaQ.blogger">http://www.nasa.gov/multimedia/nasatv/iss_ustream.html</a><br /><br />
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Watching TV from space Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17266587253715519473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163470642125032469.post-80315908149571064802013-11-08T06:18:00.001-08:002013-11-08T06:18:52.477-08:00The Boppers---Gonna find my angelhttp://www.youtube.com/v/vvtTSEHohX0?version=3&autohide=1&autoplay=1&showinfo=1&attribution_tag=BPuE6lvWp1xvuHhlcJxe4w&feature=share&autohide=1Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17266587253715519473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163470642125032469.post-71122183309479429892013-09-26T03:05:00.001-07:002013-09-26T03:05:16.144-07:00Hjärtsvikt | DOKTORN.com<a href="http://www.doktorn.com/artikel/hj%C3%A4rtsvikt#.UkQGxZf3O5w.blogger">Hjärtsvikt | DOKTORN.com</a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17266587253715519473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163470642125032469.post-77112383275949760962013-04-16T07:23:00.001-07:002013-04-16T07:23:09.688-07:00Memories of love<iframe frameborder="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=irenemaria-20&o=1&p=8&l=as1&asins=B00BIVN82M&ref=tf_til&fc1=000000&IS2=1&lt1=_blank&m=amazon&lc1=0000FF&bc1=000000&bg1=ABA1A1&f=ifr" style="height: 240px; width: 120px;"></iframe><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17266587253715519473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163470642125032469.post-72478007573102186542013-04-03T09:31:00.001-07:002013-04-03T09:31:31.971-07:00Favourite videos (playlist)<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/videoseries?list=FLeRtuHU5_RA9H1wpZ7G4BAw" width="425"></iframe>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17266587253715519473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163470642125032469.post-35626910034607559812013-03-06T14:07:00.003-08:002013-04-23T05:10:23.090-07:00Why are women cryingA little boy asked his mother, "Why are you crying?" "Because I'm a woman," she told him.<br />
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"I don't understand," he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, "And<span class="text_exposed_show"> you never will."<br /> <br /> Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?"<br /> <br /> "All women cry for no reason," was all his dad could say.<br /> <br /> The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry.<br /> <br /> Finally he put in a call to God. When God got on the phone, he asked,<br /> <br /> "God, why do women cry so easily?"<br /> <br /> God said, "When I made the woman she had to be special.<br /> <br /> I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort.<br /> <br /> I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children.<br /> <br />
I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else
gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue
without complaining.<br /> <br /> I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly.<br /> <br /> I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.<br /> <br />
I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but
sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him And
finally, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to use
whenever it is needed."<br /> <br /> "You see my son," said God, "the beauty
of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she
carries, or the way she combs her hair.<br /> <br /> The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart the<br /> place where love resides."<br /> </span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17266587253715519473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163470642125032469.post-73984204792931892432013-01-15T04:12:00.001-08:002013-01-15T04:13:42.716-08:00A good laugh is always welcome: -heat problem =)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<a href="http://www.squidoo.com/PyotrTchaikovsky" target="_blank">Tcaikowskis fantastic music - read and listen! </a><br />
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17266587253715519473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163470642125032469.post-77036605634528523652012-09-22T05:10:00.001-07:002012-09-23T10:45:58.900-07:00Summer memoriesSummer 1950 I was walking with my parents on a beach in the archipelago. We were a<br />
<a href="http://www.zazzle.com/happy_family_poster-228625721631440982?gl=irenemaria&rf=238532286124842313" target="_blank">happy family </a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17266587253715519473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163470642125032469.post-11004017102996548812012-08-03T13:53:00.001-07:002012-08-03T13:53:32.153-07:00Anne Murray - You Needed Me<a href="http://blip.fm/~1c9tyh#.UBw6PnxYFMY.blogger">Anne Murray - You Needed Me</a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17266587253715519473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163470642125032469.post-62960127077820722802012-08-03T11:54:00.000-07:002012-08-03T11:54:48.122-07:00I am now, probably for the first time in my life, the person I have always wanted to be. Oh, not my body! I sometime despair over my body - the wrinkles, the baggy eyes, and the sagging butt. And often I am taken aback by that old person that lives in my mirror, but I don't agonize over those things for long.<br />
I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become more kind to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend. I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so avant-garde on my patio. I am entitled to overeat, to be messy, to be extravagant. I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.<br />
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Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 am, and sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love.. I will I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the bikini set. They, too, will get old!<br />
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I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten, and I eventually remember the important things.<br />
Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when a beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect. <a href="http://www.guy-sports.com/jokes/retirement_jokes.htm"> <img align="right" alt="Old Age is a Gift" border="0" class="imgRight" height="240" src="http://www.guy-sports.com/fun_pictures/friends_heaven.jpg" width="324" /></a><br />
I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turn gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver. I can say 'no', and mean it. I can say 'yes', and mean it<br />
As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore. I've even earned the right to be wrong<br />
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So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day<br />
Today, I wish you a day of ordinary miracles.<br />
Kindly send by my sister Alicia. <br />
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Author: UnknownAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17266587253715519473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163470642125032469.post-41736670041325005582012-07-19T00:31:00.001-07:002012-07-30T10:13:40.683-07:00A small kitten playing with a BIG dog<a href="http://video.se.msn.com/?mkt=sv-se&vid=b2280179-a10d-49cd-b69a-cc739a0b6882&from=sharepermalink-blogger&src=v5:share:blogger:">Fantastic video about two animals - Snacka om orädd katt</a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17266587253715519473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163470642125032469.post-61091997705418058702012-07-17T06:55:00.001-07:002012-07-17T06:55:51.650-07:00Is Wobbling Worrisome? Gait Changes May Be an Early Sign of Dementia<a href="http://abcnews.go.com/blogs/health/2012/07/15/is-wobbling-worrisome-gait-changes-may-be-an-early-sign-of-dementia/#.UAVu2Mh_yvc.blogger">Is Wobbling Worrisome? Gait Changes May Be an Early Sign of Dementia</a>: By DR. LAURIE HANDWERKER, ABC News Medical Unit Slow on your feet? This could be the first sign of memory loss to come. Three new studies presented Sunday at the Alzheimer’s Association International Conference in Vancouver, Canada, finds that changes in walking patterns of the...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17266587253715519473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163470642125032469.post-30191339360501008442012-07-11T10:56:00.001-07:002012-07-11T10:56:06.113-07:00Blues from old woman (Belarus)<h2>Old womans blues</h2><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dAobIpnkCNw?fs=1" width="459"></iframe>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17266587253715519473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163470642125032469.post-20091075691006216152012-07-04T01:06:00.001-07:002012-07-04T01:06:43.886-07:00Playing For Change | A Change Is Gonna Come - Live at Folsom<h2>Papa Eliot and Bekker - Live at Folsom</h2><a href="http://www.playingforchange.com/episodes/63">Playing For Change | A Change Is Gonna Come - Live at Folsom</a><br />
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"I'm afraid I am the bearer of bad news," he said as he surveyed the worried faces, "The only hope left for your loved one at this time is a brain transplant. It's an experimental procedure, semi-risky, and you will have to pay for the brain yourselves."<br />
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The family members sat silent as they absorbed the news. After a length of time, someone asked, "Well, how much does a brain cost?" The Doctor quickly responded, "$5000 for a male brain, and $200 for a female brain."<br />
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The moment turned awkward. Men in the room tried not to smile, avoiding eye contact with the women, but some actually smirked. A man, unable to control his curiosity, blurted out the question everyone wanted to ask, "Why is the male brain so much more?"<br />
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The doctor smiled at the childish innocence and then to the entire group said, "It's just standard pricing procedure. We have to mark down the price of the female brains, because they've been used."<br />
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(Ecclesiastes 1:12-14) . . .I, the congregator, happened to be king over Israel in Jerusalem. 13 And I set my heart to seek and explore wisdom in relation to everything that has been done under the heavens—the calamitous occupation that God has given to the sons of mankind in which to be occupied. 14 I saw all the works that were done under the sun, and, look! everything was vanity and a striving after wind.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17266587253715519473noreply@blogger.com0