Would you like my seat? Friday, May 28, 2010

Commuted by t.dot red rocket midday for my downtown mtg. As I looked around me, I noticed the avg age of my fellow riders was around 24 if not less. Then a lovely pregnant lady waddled her way in from the underground heat. Hmm, deliberately I wondered if anyone would offer her their seat? When no one did, I did. Lovely pregnant lady smiled, said thanks muchly for offering, but declined saying she was getting off at the next stop and if she dared sit down, wouldn't get back up in time. hee hee. It did amaze me that no one else even looked up or noticed... so busy on texts and catching up on beauty sleep. (Mind you, I caught me a couple winks too, and missed my stop, so took the long way but got to my appt in time and included a stop for a Starbucks!)

Can dog poo deliver a good deed? - May 20, 2010

Was enjoying a delightful outdoor patio lunch with a friend at a busy swishy spot in the chi chi part of town when lo and behold, this woman is strolling her little Jack Russell alongside the walkway where we're eating when the poor guy has a bout of kaka-loolly poop... right... beside... our... table... eeeeewwww. What would you do?

It occurred to me that if I didn't offer to help, we'd not be enjoying our swishy lunch so much. The lady didn't appear to have a poop bag and seemed content to keep walking. Seeing that, and rather than rip out, 'pick up after your dog!', I suggested she needed to go into the restaurant and ask for napkins or something. And while she'd stoop and scoop, I offered to hold her dog. She did just that, and on saying goodbye, told us the dog's name was Willie... HE did it. Willieeeeeeeeeeeee, stinky pooper.

Bonus good deed: On my return home, I had a few bags to struggle with through all the doors from the underground, upstairs... it was refreshing that a young woman actually rushed and came up behind me to open, hold the doors, push the elevator button, and say, "have a good evening!" Ah, sweet. I then put all the stuff in my unit, grabbed my dog Boris for a walk, and on my walk back into the building, here's this same girl dashing out heavy with luggage and bags for the long weekend. It was my turn to say, 'one good deed deserves another', and opened up all the doors for her, even to her waiting cab. She beamed.

I feel good.

Blessings, Grace - Saturday, May 16

Visited my mom (with dementia-related Alzheimers) in the long-term care facility yesterday and fed her a muffin and coffee to wash it down. Boris, my dog, had his little treat, and then did his nibble thing on mom's limp hand. We were both caught by surprise when Boris then snatched like a bandit a piece of muffin from her mouth (since she can't use her hands to defend herself)... what a riot... we both laughed as his tail spun like a helicopter waiting for another steal!!!

Then beautiful graceful Grace, the Saturday nurse, came in to bathe Mom. Mom needs two people to attend to her now, so I offered to help. What an interesting experience (hmpft). Blessings to all the Grace's out there who work tirelessly and with pride attending to those in their care. I gave Grace a big hug and 'thanks a lot' and there was a smile from ear to ear in exchange.

PS I never did get the pic of the raccoon family from my previous post... the limb was gone, and hopefully the family found a new home.

Ahhh, but... Thursday, May 13, 2010

Today, city crews were cutting down trees on my street felled by the windstorm this past weekend. One of the large hollowed limbs was sitting on its side. Why was Boris, my Russian Bolonka pup, taking such a particular liking and tugging to check it out? Lo and behold, inside was a mother raccoon nesting and from what I could see, at least four teeny tiny little babies smaller than a fist with hardly any hair snuggled up next to her. Ahhh... but... would they be safe in full view to sorry ass and sick people out there? Myself and another neighbour walked down the road to the crew working on the tree cutting. We were told the limb was deliberately left on its side so that mom could take care of and move her babies after dark. They assured us she would. They also said that if any dog were to come along and poke its head in that trunk, they'd be in for it. Let's hope they're right... I'll check back with you. Maybe I can get a pic?!

Enjoy your ride

I'm baaaack! Hey, where’d I go?? Besides dealing with and recovering from an extended bout of pneumonia, I chose to go for a week where the air was dry, the scenery splendid, and the energy truly positive: Sedona, Arizona. While my blog break interrupted my rhythm, I’m more than ok now. In fact, I’m whole again.
What I took back with me… I am grateful for this day and this life. If you knew today was your last day on earth how would you live this day? Think about it, there may be some changes needed for you to really fulfill your life. These were my thoughts as I a drove solo through snow, hail, a sandstorm, rain and sun on a recent road trip in a silver Camaro through the Grand Canyon.
Knowing I fully participated in the creation of my experience reminded me that I can choose again, and again, and get different results. I like that idea, a new choice = a new result: awesome. Take a look at your current experience and ask yourself, "am I willing to make the changes necessary to change my condition?" and if you are start now to live fully. Woohoo! Enjoy and live your ride! In color or in black & white. It’s all goodness.