Showing posts from April 22, 2012

Agnes and The Twitter

New in my life is my image concern on Twitter. In fact, I think I have just created a new addiction opportunity.
For Example: Am I funny? Am I serious? Am I sarcastic or inspiring? Can you be a sarcastic inspiration?
Am I blond or just dull brown with highlights calling myself blond?

Or perhaps a new business. For Example:
Image Concern - the new holistic diet program that raises money for charities by making yoga mats that are produced from all the old food cartons from all the food you would have been eating.

Twitter is to blame for this ponderance. (I made that word up.) (I think.)
Starting Twitter, is a bit like meeting your future in laws or step children. You want to make a good impression, while remaining true to your self, while proving that you are worthy to be part of the family, while presenting your ideas without manipulation or self promotion. And you only have 3000 characters to do it in.

It is not an easy ride when you tweet. Look at all the eggs that are laid and not…

Something to Ponder

Sometimes I worry. Couple of true examples for you:

1) I worry that I use the free return address labels that I receive from charities, without giving a donation to them.
2) I worry that it is nearly May and I am still using seasonal address labels from concern number one.
This clearly indicates to everyone I am mailing to, that I do not have enough friends that receive
seasonal cards to warrant using all those labels in one season.
3) I worry that the warning signal on the TV one day will not be a warning and I really have no clue as to what I should do.
4) Decision: If number 3 should happen, I will grab husband, Max The Cat and beer and aim for the basement where we will befriend spiders that we will name Charlotte. Hence worry: is this the correct thing to do?
5) I worry that most medication prescribed to me are sugar pills and that when I say they work, the doctors laugh at me, because some days, like today, they do not work. So if they were not sugar pills, how can they possibly…


On Saturday I asked David if there was anything he wanted to do. He replied that he wanted to give something away. He had already been up since 4am sorting out his clothing into piles of keep and give away. It had taken him two hours, a lot of noise and my approval through sleepy eyes to say yeah or nay. He was only sorting out two drawers and was caught in a loop of holding up the same items from both piles.
So on the theme of charitable donations, I suggested The Women's Center, a great local charity.
We checked their list of wanted new items and went out to purchase some of them and then delivered them in person.  I had written a note about how this donation had occurred and in the spirit of which it was given.

Before we left to shop, I had checked Twitter which causes David some concern. So I explained it (again) then asked him for his thought of the day that I would post. He said "To live is to love your love."
So when you truly are …