for George
So is there news ? Only if I am speaking of work.
It is a trip… with the boss being gone, and both a president & vice president wanting to shake the trees, it is anything but dull. It sounds like a good opportunity to get noticed, but somehow not so good for love. I am very much aware of the roll that my job, and the manner in which I controlled it (rather it controlled me), had a real affect on my life and marriage. I am also aware that those problems persist, but I am wiser, and my attitude has changed somewhat. My life is not my work, and the responsibly there is not all mine to assume. I get ticked off at those that are doing less than their best, and I see how one gear can make the entire process grind under the pressure to perform. Teamwork is going to be my new mantra, and communication the golden rule. I am a great armchair critic, but then there is the question of what I would really do to change things for the better.
For now I am chillin’ with PBS’s Great Performances. This week it is the Concert for George (Harrison) at the Royal Albert Hall, with Eric Clapton, Jeff Lynne, Paul McCartney, Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers, Billy Preston, and Ringo Starr.
In answer to a question...
My fantasy meal ? To be honest (maybe), I think that the meal I enjoy the most, and eat the least is breakfast. There is a real smorgasbord of good food, from the traditional eggs & bacon, shrimp & grits, continental muslix and roll, toast & jam, Belgian waffles or deep fried pastry... fruit, yogurt & juice (not too tangy)... really good coffee... and an hour or so of Champaign & orange juice (mimosas) with strawberries on the side. Now to consume this, assuming that we have the time and wish to enjoy the moment... maybe a deck of some kind... preferably facing east, with a soft breeze, a few clouds to add some color, and large soft bed close by... with a few extra pillows, and a lock on the gate that means keep out... I guess I can finish later (if you think of anything I forgot)
What a great show on the tube... now to be followed by Phish (Go PBS !)
Here is a post, sent by Kathy:
I AM A CHRISTIAN (By Maya Angelo)
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not shouting "I'm clean livin."
I'm whispering "I was lost,"
Now I'm found and forgiven.
When I say..."I am a Christian"
I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble
and need CHRIST to be my guide.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak
and need HIS strength to carry on.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed
and need God to clean my mess.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible but,
God believes I am worth it.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I still feel the sting of pain,
I have my share of heartaches
So I call upon His name.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not holier than Thou,
I'm just a simple sinner
who received God's grace, somehow
It is a trip… with the boss being gone, and both a president & vice president wanting to shake the trees, it is anything but dull. It sounds like a good opportunity to get noticed, but somehow not so good for love. I am very much aware of the roll that my job, and the manner in which I controlled it (rather it controlled me), had a real affect on my life and marriage. I am also aware that those problems persist, but I am wiser, and my attitude has changed somewhat. My life is not my work, and the responsibly there is not all mine to assume. I get ticked off at those that are doing less than their best, and I see how one gear can make the entire process grind under the pressure to perform. Teamwork is going to be my new mantra, and communication the golden rule. I am a great armchair critic, but then there is the question of what I would really do to change things for the better.
For now I am chillin’ with PBS’s Great Performances. This week it is the Concert for George (Harrison) at the Royal Albert Hall, with Eric Clapton, Jeff Lynne, Paul McCartney, Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers, Billy Preston, and Ringo Starr.
In answer to a question...
My fantasy meal ? To be honest (maybe), I think that the meal I enjoy the most, and eat the least is breakfast. There is a real smorgasbord of good food, from the traditional eggs & bacon, shrimp & grits, continental muslix and roll, toast & jam, Belgian waffles or deep fried pastry... fruit, yogurt & juice (not too tangy)... really good coffee... and an hour or so of Champaign & orange juice (mimosas) with strawberries on the side. Now to consume this, assuming that we have the time and wish to enjoy the moment... maybe a deck of some kind... preferably facing east, with a soft breeze, a few clouds to add some color, and large soft bed close by... with a few extra pillows, and a lock on the gate that means keep out... I guess I can finish later (if you think of anything I forgot)
What a great show on the tube... now to be followed by Phish (Go PBS !)
Here is a post, sent by Kathy:
I AM A CHRISTIAN (By Maya Angelo)
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not shouting "I'm clean livin."
I'm whispering "I was lost,"
Now I'm found and forgiven.
When I say..."I am a Christian"
I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble
and need CHRIST to be my guide.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak
and need HIS strength to carry on.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed
and need God to clean my mess.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible but,
God believes I am worth it.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I still feel the sting of pain,
I have my share of heartaches
So I call upon His name.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not holier than Thou,
I'm just a simple sinner
who received God's grace, somehow
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