I planted the three pepper plants from my daughter Diane and also one of the red-leafed plants, the name of which escapes me. For years, I had this kind of plant growing in my office at SSA. As long as you kept it wet, it grew and grew. Also in my office, I had a fig tree growing from a pit spit out by a guy who worked for me. He put it in a pot and it took off. When he went on to bigger and better things, I promised to look after the tree, and when I retired, my replacement took care of it.
Music in my head today: Can't make it out, but I think it's Beethoven.
Aging
AARP Magazine sez that Sally Fields is 69, and has a philosophy about aging. She says: "The alternative to growing old is dying young, and (I) have so much left to do." Elaine circled this because she is also 69 and doesn't like the idea of growing old.
Hey, Girls.. it's not so bad. Also, in the magazine is an article about the folks still creating MAD Magazine after 60 or so years. Most of them are in their 80's and 90's, and still producing funny material. And, in another part of the magazine, some WWII veterans relive their wartime experiences. Each of these guys is in the 90's.
In the Carroll County Times today, there is an article by our friend and neighbor, Hermine Saunders. The gist of the article is that we should take life a day at a time, especially if we have some kind of debilitating disease. I plan to congratulate her on the article and tell her that I follow that philosophy, as well as remembering what Saint Theresa is supposed to have said: This too shall pass!
Not on Mothers' Day, surely...
Jim Hightower reports that Jack Nicholson once dryly noted that his mother once called him a son of a bitch and didn't comprehend the irony.
Last week, the former Speaker of the House, Boehner, said that he thought Ted Cruz was a son of a bitch.
Dieting
A couple of weeks ago, I purchased some books at the local Dollar Store. Now, if books are at that store, they must not be currently sellable through the usual outlets. One of the books I bought is called "Six Weeks to OMG" by the Brit, Venice A. Fulton. The cover blurb says that it is a New York Times best seller. Maybe so, but I had not heard of it before. I am always on a diet, so I was curious about this book and Venice sez: (read this book and) "Get skinnier than your friends." OK.. show me how!
I soon found out that this book's message is aimed at the female of the species, and so, the top five "Basic Goals" of weight loss are:
1. Lose fat (yes!)
2. Get toned (yes!)
3. Slim down your thighs (nah!)
4. Flatten your belly (sure!)
5. Keep your skin, hair and nails glowing (I don't think so)
Venice sez: Forget about BMI. It only works for the grossly obese.. or skinnybones.
Venice sez: Don't compare yourself with others. Just yourself.
Venice sez: Find a mirror that will allow you to see your ass. It might astound you.
Venice sez: Don't rely on clothes measurements.. they can vary greatly. Just use some for comparison. If they are now loose, you may have lost weight..
Venice sez: Take some pictures for comparison purposes.
Vince sez: If you follow my instructions, you can lose from ten to twenty pounds in six weeks. That should mean a loss of almost 3 1/2 pounds each week.
OK... this is a start... I'll get some more dieting info from Vince into future blog entries, and maybe we can get going on Vince's dieting regime. ( He looks kind of skinny in his pictures.)
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Gotta go now and make Elaine's Mothers' Day meal. (Lobster sliders; corn on the cob; lettuce salad, Elaine said she wanted just a piece of lettuce as a salad... I told her that is called the Honeymoon Salad: Lettuce Alone!)
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