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    Archive for October, 2011


    Laugh Lines: October 26th, 2011

    Wednesday, October 26th, 2011

    A 56 year-old woman had a heart attack and was taken to the hospital.

    While on the operating table she had a near-death experience.

    Seeing God she asked, “Is my time up?”

    God answered, “No, you have another 40 years, 2 months, and 8 days to live.”

    Upon recovery, the woman decided to stay in the hospital and have a face-lift, liposuction, and a tummy tuck.

    She even had someone come in and change her hair color.

    Since she had so much more time to live, she thought she might as well make the most of it.

    After her last operation, she was released from the hospital.

    While crossing the street on her way home, she was hit by a car and died immediately.

    Arriving in front of God, she demanded, “I thought you said I had another 40 years – why didn’t you pull me from out of the path of the car?”

    God replied, “I didn’t recognize you.”

    WHITE BEACH MORNING GLORY

    Co-Housing: On the Way to Wolf Creek Lodge

    Sunday, October 23rd, 2011

    Bob Miller

    One of the things I love about blogging is the ability to meet people anywhere – anytime.  When Sue Counts (guest blogger) wrote about co-housing a few weeks ago, we got tons of emails and comments from readers everywhere.  One such person was Bob Miller, and the next thing I knew, I was inviting him to be a guest blogger – our first male blogger on Oops50!  Thank you, Bob. 

    Annice

    My wife and I became members of a co-housing community called Wolf Creek Lodge earlier this year.  The lodge is currently under construction in Grass Valley, California.  We expect to move in sometime late in 2012.  We have chosen Wolf Creek Lodge as an appealing environment for our senior life style.

    Future Wolf Creek Lodge

    The conventional American living environment can be hostile to the senior species.  They want community, walking access to stores, entertainment and recreation.  They want low maintenance, sustainable housing.

    Community is important to me and my wife.  Earlier in our lives we found this at our workplace, through our children’s activities, our extended family, our church and sporting activities.  We no longer go out to work and our children are living their own lives and our older family members have passed away.

    We watched our parents become isolated in their later years.  We believe we can do better by taking action now before change becomes challenging.

    Who's Slowing Down?

    At Wolf Creek Lodge we will have our own condominium-style apartment, one of 30.  However, we will also use the common room, living room, patio and gardens.  We will invite friends to stay in one of several guest apartments.  We will stroll on the adjoining trails, walk to the nearby shops and enjoy the cultural activities of Grass Valley.

    Community will be at our front door.  Most evenings we will dine in the common room sharing cooking and clean up activities.  We will join others over coffee and relax on the patio.  We will continue to ski, bike and hike in the northern Sierra, which are only an hour away.

    What a Ride

    We realize that as the years pass we may become unable to drive and our physical capabilities may become more limited.  The Wolf Creek Lodge environment will continue to work for us.  The lodge even includes an apartment for a care-giver, should we need extra help.

    Wolf Creek Lodge is a creation of its evolving community.  The community worked with the architect on the design to oversee the construction and formulate the processes which will guide the members’ common activities.

    Already, months before moving in, we are enjoying the community.  We are in constant electronic communication with all the other members and attend the General Meeting in Grass Valley once a month.  My wife has a key role on the landscape committee reviewing the planting plans and identifying members who want to work in the gardens.  I help on the marketing and technical committees.

    Under Construction

    On the marketing committee I am working to find people to join us and fill the remaining 6 apartments.  It’s fascinating to talk to potential members as they try to understand this co-housing concept.  They pay us repeated visits to decide if they want to spend the rest of their lives with us.  They finally take the decision and pitch in.

    We do not really know what it will be like to live at Wolf Creek Lodge.  We are working hard with our new friends to make it happen and having both fun and challenges along the way.

    Bob Miller is currently a ski bum in Truckee, California.  Born in England of an English mother and a Scottish father, he moved to Scotland at the age of 11.  After graduating from Glasgow University with a degree in Physics he married Claire, started a family, and moved to the Boston area in 1978.  Bob’s career was in the computer industry.  Since his retirement, he moved with Claire to Truckee.  Besides skiing, he rides his road bike and hikes in the Sierras.

     

     

     

    Why I plant Zinnias

    Friday, October 21st, 2011

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    Every autumn, it’s the same thing: it takes me a while to get used to the idea that all the leaves will fall from the trees, it’s going to get cold, and winter is coming.

    I have never lived in a place where there were NOT four seasons, so why does it come as a shock each and every year?

    Maybe it’s simply because I don’t like to be cold!

    Here’s a joke that I find funny ever time I read it:

    On a small iceberg, somewhere near the North Pole, a little bear goes up to his mother and asks, “Mom, what kind of bear am I?”

    “You are a polar bear, son,” replies his mother.

    “Are you sure I am not a brown bear?” he asks.

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    “Quite sure, son,” she replies, “you are a polar bear.”

    But the little bear is not satisfied. “Mom,” he says, “maybe I am a grizzly bear?”

    “What are you asking these questions for, son?” asks his mother. “You are a polar bear.”

    So the little bear walks across the iceberg to his father.

    “Pop,” he says, “am I a panda bear?”

    “No, son,” says the father, “you are a polar bear.”

    “Not a koala bear?” asks the baby bear.

    “No, you are a polar bear,” says his father. “Why are you asking all these questions?”

    “Because,” moans the little bear, “I’m cold!”

    So postponing the inevitable is why I like to have as many Zinnia’s around me as possible.  They seem to continue to bloom and flower until the first hard frost, which around here can be in November.  They require nothing more than putting some seed in the ground once the Spring frosts are behind, and then continue to sow some in little corners until mid-Summer.  Oh, and deadhead when needed, saving the spent flowers to use for next year’s blooms.

    Remembering to do this is not hard, once you’ve experienced the joy of their colorful blooms.

    Wishing you Well,

    Sadhvi

    Zinnias from a few days ago!

    Pro’s and Con’s of Approaching the Dreaded 60 (in a little over 2 years)

    Wednesday, October 19th, 2011

    JANE

    1) I feel old.  My hair is gray, and there are wrinkles around my eyes and mouth.

    2) I will never be a child prodigy on the guitar.

    3) The white hairs on my chin might scare young children.

    4) I will never win an Olympic gold medal in Volleyball, unless it’s a special competition or old farts.

    5) My husband is looking a little older, too.

    6) I need more sleep than I used to.

    7) I can’t remember anything, especially not anything that happened recently.

    8) People in the South say “Yes, Ma’am to me” and sometimes give me that “what a cute  little lady” look.

    9) My parents, aunts, uncles, grandparents—all the people who inhabited my childhood world, and even ruled over it—are gone.  I will never see them again, and my children don’t even remember most of them.

    10) My hands are starting to look like my mother’s hands.

     


    PRO’S:

    1) I am a much better judge of character than I was in my twenties and thirties.

    2) My husband still looks younger than most people his age.  In fact, strangers think he’s my younger brother.

    3) So what if I can’t remember anything?!  Unlike members of the younger generations, my life is preserved in diaries, postcards, letters, love letters, even telegrams—not an e-mail or text message in the bunch—and photo albums with actual pictures on paper (although there is a definite shortage of these starting with the year we purchased our first digital camera).

    4) My children are no longer teenagers, at least 3 out of 4.  They are also full-grown (or close enough) and capable of surviving without their parents.

    5) I know what I like/don’t like, who I am/am not, who I don’t ever want to be.  I’m past agonizing over my identity or beliefs.  My needs are simple: good people, good food, good laughs–and good sleep.

    6) I have the courage to speak my mind out loud (that one took longer than some of the others), and I have great friends  (and 3 great sisters) who seem to value that.

    7) I do not ever have to Tweet on Twitter, if I don’t want to—and I don’t want to.

    8) I’m past being embarrassed about much.  (Old Fart volleyball tryouts, here I come!)

    9) I know that life is too short to waste on any of the following:  t.v. ads, committee meetings, red lights after 12 midnight, liver, and cleaning my house more than absolutely necessary to prevent the spread of disease.

    10) I always wanted to have hands like my mother’s, where you can see the veins.  To me, they looked like the picture of love and nurturing and hard work.

    12)  I actually like my gray hair and laugh lines—it took hard work to earn them both.

    13) I never wanted to be a child prodigy anyway.  It was too much fun playing “Kick the Can” or “Sardines” all summer.

    Turns out the Pro’s outnumber the Con’s!  Who knew?!!!

    Wise Women, Drumming, and President Obama

    Tuesday, October 18th, 2011

    Annice and founder, Corinna

    The 7th annual SE Women’s Herbal Conference

    What a great week-end I had at the 7th annual Southeast Women’s Herbal Conference in Asheville, NC.  This year, was the biggest conference ever, almost 900 women gathered to learn, connect, and deepen into the Wise Woman Tradition earth-based healing, local plants, & deep nourishment.  Those of you who know me, know I’m not an herbalist but I tend to use herbs and natural products as my first line of defense when I feel something coming on.  This conference brought together such an amazing group of healers, and not only did I get to attend this year, but the organizers invited me to monitor the Embodiment track.  There were 8 incredible classes ranging from Shadow Work; Making Peace with your Body; Our Predatory Nature; and the Power of the Drum.  Let me just say that listening (and dancing) to over 100 women learning to drum was phenomenal, and these women practically brought the tent down.

    What I loved most about the class was the teacher, Kristen Arant, who runs a non-profit in Washington, D. C. called the Young Women’s Drumming Empowerment Project which helps promote self-esteem in young women.  Now why didn’t anything like that exist when I was growing up?

    President Obama visits Asheville

    So, after an inspiring week-end, I was given a ticket to attend Obama’s kick-off speech in Asheville to promote his “Jobs Act” bus tour. What amazed me was that after living in D.C. for 20 years, I could still get excited about seeing the President and shaking his hand.  I know North Carolina is a battleground state, but hey, he won it before, and it ain’t over till it’s over.

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