Common Sense

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:
- Knowing when to come in out of the rain;
- Why the early bird gets the worm;
- Life isn't always fair;
- and Maybe it was my fault. 

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).

His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition. 

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children.

It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims. 

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault. 

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement. 

Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth and Trust, by his wife, Discretion, by his daughter, Responsibility, and by his son, Reason. 

He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers;
I Know My Rights
I Want It Now
Someone Else Is To Blame
I'm A Victim 

Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

Brand New Day!! In Lifes Playground!

OOoooo!!! Don't you just love Brand New Days!!!! You know the kind of day where you wake up feeling like things are going to start coming together in a Nice way for you! :)  See the way I see it , call it the Circle of life, Ying, Yang, Karma, Fa tum, whatever you want , but it really does seem to go around and up and down, it seems like things go swimmingly along, and then Crash Boom Bang!!! things get all out of whack!,  .... I guess knowing that things do seem to do a complete cycle, my recent run of ill fated, dark, gloominess Realm, seems to be beginning its decline and Sunshine, happy days, mini Miracles and Lucky Surprises! seem to be beginning to rise up...... Imagine if you will a giant See-Saw on one end sits Doom and Misfortune, on the other end of the See Saw sits  Happiness and Good fortune! Up and Down they go constantly trying to stay on top of the other, but for a See Saw to work there must be two ends perfectly balanced so that they both have a chance to be on top for a time.  So if they are,... (and they are) balanced, that means when Doom has it's moment up in the Air remember it will only be for a certain amount of time for Happiness is just about to take over the upper position of the See-Saw and enjoy the moment!  ....Dee.....

Passing of Ricks Father a more serious blog this time xx

Never does one feel oneself so utterly helpless as in trying to speak comfort for someone who has just experienced bereavement. What do you say, how do you ease the pain, soften the blow, when looking at them, you see true raw pain so consuming that my heart wrenches when I look into their eyes, We all stumble clumsily with the obligatory " I am so so sorry for your loss" then flounder around searching for the 'right thing to do. Some people go into automatic organisation mode, saying things like " Dont you worry about a thing, I will take care of it"  then you have the ones who try to reassure you with " He is at peace now, and in a better place etc, then there are the ones who like to quote things like Chin up! you will feel better in time, these things happen for a reason!....hmmmm..... As for myself, I started with the I'm so so sorry Rick about your father, gave him a hug, and proceeded to put the kettle on, ( you see I come from a long line of when the going gets tough, Put The Kettle On and have a Cup of Tea! " )  I was busily trying to think of the "right things to say " and then I thought, just Listen Dee, and stay close by, If Rick wants to talk, Listen to him, If he wants to just sit next to me and not say anything, that is perfectly fine, so that is what I did, we even walked to the shop to get an Ice-cream, we didnt say anything just walked along together finding some comfort in each others company, then we sat and looked at the sea, with Rick telling me stories of him and his dad going hunting in Alaska together. When he was sitting on the lounge the tears started to slowly fall down his cheek, so I didnt say anything I just went and sat next to him, he put his feet up and layed his head in my lap, he wept, I sat still and gently stroked his hair till he fell asleep. ... When I knew he was asleep, it was then that I wept, even though I never had the chance to know my father-in-law Wib Mosby well (due to the fact he was from Alaska ) when I did meet him, we got along really well, and I know he was a genuine good man, a true gentleman who lived in the wilds of Alaska. Rest  In Peace Wib, because I believe that To live in hearts we leave behind, Is not to die. Wib you have a place in my heart and I promise I will  support Rick through his time of grief and loss.... Life what a Mystery you are! and even though you are Unpredictable! and Challenging at times, you deserve Respect, because at any given time you may take or you may give us some of the most amazing and beautiful moments we could ever encounter... I take my hat off to you .....