June 29, 2010

It's time for the Mornings project with Elda

ELDA: "scary selfie"
'i was locked in our building elevator this morning on the way back 
from taking alice to school. serves me right for never attempting to 
 climb those 60 stairs up! i spent 23 minutes in there before they got 
me out. and i snapped, pulling up a worried face."

SANDRA: "my pajama says:"
I am actually only allergic to the getting up part! You know what they
say: all we know about the speed of light is that it comes too early
in the morning. 

PS: I love mornings and starting my day soon, but I still didn't master the art of enjoying the waking and getting up part.

June 25, 2010

The baby elephant - Pheung Yai - is safe!

I just had to share this good news with you! I will just copy part of Katherine's journal to give you the update (I hope she won't mind, she is now so busy with the rescue that I haven't got a reply from her yet). 

"Thanks to your urgent responses to our pleas to help take Pheung Yai away from the torture and bring him to a life of freedom at BLES, we have been able to raise the funds to secure his well being and happiness. We had a significant donation from The Elephants Umbrella Fund, plus donations of all amounts from across the globe. By combining your contributions, we have proved what can happen when friends, strangers, and even enemies unite, work together, and put the needs of an abused animal before their own. There are so many people I should mention who have played a pivotal role in this mission. You all know who you are and I will never be able to write enough thank yous for the creative and relentless support you have shown to BLES, and most importantly to Pheung Yai. We have put down a deposit for Pheung Yai and are now waiting for the funds to be cleared and transferred to us here in Thailand. If all goes to plan, Pheung Yai should be joining the rest of our family early next month! :))

It seems so unfair to tell you this, but Wassana has been sold:((( She was sold for 550 000 baht to a camp owner who will use her to give taxi rides to tourists. When we heard that there was a possibility she would be sold to someone else, Anon and I raced to confront the owners. As we turned into the road, there was an empty truck parked on the side. The owner refused to come out and talk to us and it didn’t take us long to work out that the only thing these people cared about was money. Eventually, the owners wife came out and I kept asking her over and over again, “How could you do this”? 
 
I was inconsolable. I couldn’t fathom how people could be so cruel — her old owners for working her so extensively and the new owner for continuing to work her. Wassana is missing the front part of her left front foot. She stepped on a land mine and her foot was shattered. I can’t even begin to imagine the agony she must have endured. Her wound has healed, but that doesn’t mean the pain, both physical and physiological, has resolved. On top of this, Wassana has stress related swellings hanging from her belly. Her tail hair has been cut short and her toe nails are cracked. She is tired and needs to be retired.
 
We are not giving up. Wassana will be with us at BLES, but we are going to have to spend more time and more frustratingly, more money, to get her here. She was sold for 550 000 baht. IF she is for sale (we are currently trying to track her down and touch base with the new owner) We will be lucky if we can get her for 560 000 baht. Yes, it is a lot of money to pay, but how can we put a price tag on her life? Turning a blind eye is not an option. We must strive towards her rescue and recuperation at BLES. It is non-negotiable.
 
And so, I call on you again. If there is anyway you can help save Wassana, please do it today. Share her plight and photos, encourage others to donate — each and every donation counts. There is no such thing as a ‘tiny amount’. It takes a thousand raindrops to fill the pond — the pond that Wassana will swim in when she comes home to BLES.

Love and gratitude,
Katherine and the elephants"

I am beyond happy for the rescue of little Pheung Yai and I am glad I could be a part of it. 

If anyone can make a donation, and no donation is too small, it would mean the world to Wassana!

June 22, 2010

A baby elephant and his mother need urgent help!

Katherine Connor created BLES in memory of the baby elephant, Boon Lott (which means survivor in Thai). Inspired by his unfailing courage when faced with obstacle after obstacle, Katherine founded a home in his name for rescued and retired elephants. You can read about her journey http://www.blesele.org/how-we-began.

She writes a journal and you can read how badly Pheung Yai (Bumble Bee), a just 1 year and 7 months old baby elephant needs to be rescued from his abusive owner, who is actually willing to sell the calf to her.

Wassana (Fortune) is 40 years old. She is a victim of constant, relentless abuse. She is "for sale", too. 

Pheung Yai needs 700 000 baht and Wassana 480 000 baht. They almost succeeded in getting enough funds to save Wassana, but they are still  not there. And the little boy needs our help, too. 

Like Katherine writes: "Instead of buying that dress, those shoes, the bag, please think of these two elephants who have known nothing but heartache their entire lives. They need you and your donations. Please do not put it off. Do it today and we will inch closer to releasing these two elephants from their nightmare."

No donation is too small. I hope we can all be a part of this rescue. I know I will be. 

Thank you for reading and I don't mind if you repost this, not at all!

Mornings

Elda asked me to join her in an interesting project, inspired by the a year of mornings project, between 2 friends who exchanged daily photo conversations while they were miles apart. We'll only be doing it for a month, once a week: we'll exchange photos with short captions and see how we perceive our mornings and what catches our attention. 

I can't say I am a morning person but I still make sure I am up before 8  a.m. every morning as as sweet as sleeping in is, I much prefer to start my day early. Too much sleep (and I love sleeping) just seems a waste of time. I am not very talkative early in the morning. I need like 10 minutes to become more like myself :) I don't eat breakfast (some say that is not good but I tried too many times and I know this is how it works for me), I don't drink coffee or tea - I just have a glass of water. I take care of my pets, myself and I am off to work.

I did want to put Elda's photo first but the PC is smarter then I am......


ELDA: "frugal breakfast"
'going healthy and light is what 
i like to do for breakfast, but only 
when i feel inspired!' 
 
SANDRA:
"the first daisy in my garden"
"I love to take a peak at the 
outside world after I wake up and 
I was happy to discover that my 
daisies were finally in blossom"

June 21, 2010

A promise is a promise

The newest Peggy pictures... she is being the purrfect cat. She won't leave her human out of sight not for a minute. Muri was nowhere to be found.. he spends his days with Peggy's human's ex husband: my guess is, the boys are football/soccer fans :) 
there's a good view from the top of the couch

How did you find me snoozing away under the kitchen table?

ok... if you insisit.....

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I tried to create a new habit.. remember? I obviously am addicted to the Internet (e-mail, Facebook, blogs), is there a support group for people like me??? My eyes really hurt Friday so I decided I would give them some much needed break from the PC... I did it and I lived!!!! Yes, I can! I was actually quite proud of my self: Saturday - 10 minutes on the PC (with a timer), Sunday - just a sneak peak while hubby was "indisposed". It felt so good to be in control. 

I need to recuperate on my blog reading now... I can stop when I want.. in theory....

June 17, 2010

Update on Peggy

I am happy to report that Peggy settled very well in her new home! She slept with her new human (Neva) on the very first night:) First by the head, than on Neva's stomach and ended up by her feet, where she stayed till the morning. She knows where her litterbox is and is already house broken. She follows Neva everywhere as she obviously longs for human company. She met the cat of the house, Muri. The meeting didn't end up in hugs and kisses, but it didn't end up in a fight either. So that has got to be a good thing. Neva opened the front door, but Peggy didn't want to go outside at all. I think she might turn into a lap cat:)) I will be visiting her in the next days and I will have some new photos to share with you. 

Thank you for your comments, they meant the world to me.

June 15, 2010

Saving one animal .....

..... won't change the world, but it will change the world for that one animal. (Author Unknown).

Meet Peggy.
She was one of the stray cats I've been feeding. She turned up "at my location" sometime in April and when I came to put the food out for the cats, she would stay as far away from me as possible. She was very cautious. Sometime in May I noticed she started having a round belly. Yes, she was pregnant. She also started to come closer to me and I could eventually pet her and she didn't mind. I tried to find a home for her so that she could have her babies and so that they could all get adopted later on, but with no luck. Our shelter was a huge disappointment as every time I need help with a cat, they say they have no room. A friend who feeds another set of stray cats helped me catch her and we took her to the vet to get her fixed. Yes, the babies were lost, too. I am still so upset about this, but since she lived on the street and nobody could foster her (I couldn't as my husband and my cat were against it) the babies didn't have a fighting chance anyway. I keep telling me this so that I can live with myself. After she had been returned to her location, she stayed clear of me for a couple of days. And then the meowing started (you can see it on the above picture). It was a sad meowing, like she was asking me "give me my babies back". Could she have known? Could she have understood? Anyway, she kept meowing all the time and she followed me to the place that I work at and she would keep meowing throughout the day. As not everybody (that's an understatement!) is happy about those stray cats living near where I work, I was even more upset as people could get annoyed with her. What to do? I called somebody else who is supposed to "work for the cats" and she said she'd put an add in a newspaper but she couldn't take her in. I called one of my Mum's friends and I wore her down... she accepted to take Peggy in!!! I went straight back to where I work, I picked the cat and drove her to my Mum's friend. Peggy performed all sorts of tricks and antics while we were in the car and she was just beyond cute. Her separate quarters were all ready when we got there. Sure, there was some hissing and growling, hiding and running involved, but my Mum's friend got to pet her and everything - she is just so good for the animals, bless her heart. She already has a male cat and I really hope they eventually form a friendship and cuddle together to fall asleep. I am really looking forward to seeing her again. I cannot tell you how relieved I felt after I left. I don't even know how I drove home. Life is good today. 

June 9, 2010

A little helping hand ..... a lioness needs a home


Rina from Our slice of heaven had this beautiful story posted on her blog and she asked me to share it with you - which I am more than happy to do. This is a love story in its pure essence. Miekie is a remarkable woman and I have the utmost admiration for people like her who devote their lives, time, resources ... for such a worthy cause.

The Story of Elsa:
During a cold winter day in July 2008 a lioness was darted in a field on a game ranch in the KROONSTAD district, as she was to be transported. Only after she was asleep, game rangers found a lion cub next to her - approximately 5 days old. As a lion will never accept the cub again after such a traumatic experience, other plans had to be made with the cub. That is how Elsa ended up with me.

I raised Elsa by hand in the house. She was fed by hand with a baby bottle and a special milk formula which was tested and tried until it was suitable for Elsa’s sensitive digestive system. She slept with me on my bed as to enable me to monitor her throughout the night. When Elsa turned one month, we celebrated ...Elsa shared the room - and bed - with three Bengal tiger cubs and she thrived on the personal attention. The four cubs shared the same play area, toys, food and attention. As the days went by and winter turned to summer, Elsa also shared the swimming pool with her tiger brothers and sister! When Elsa and her tiger family turned 3 months, the tigers went to a game ranch. As Elsa was then alone, she was moved to the yard where all the other wild cats roamed. Her new companions consist of 2 adult cheetahs, 2 young cheetahs and 2 wolf puppies. She immediately took to the wolf pups and played with them as if she too was a wolf.All too soon Elsa was eight months old, and I was, according to law, forced to move her to an enclosure, which she shared with 2 male lion cubs - slightly bigger than herself. This was the first time in her life that Elsa interacted with other lions. The bigger males were very active and played rough lion-games with Elsa. Unfortunately, Elsa did not understand these games although she played along, and as a result of the rough play, she sustained an injury to her neck. A piece of her neck vertebra broke and pressed on a nerve in her neck. This caused her legs to give way and she fell down continuously, causing more injury.I then took Elsa to a vetenarian (Dr Fanie Naudé) in North Rand Ridge - with the help of Elsa’s foster parents. After a thorough examination by Dr Naudé, it was decided to operate on Elsa’s neck. The operation lasted approximately two hours, and Elsa, her foster mother and myself stayed on for another 4 days before we could return to Bloemfontein. Elsa was now almost 1 year old.For the next two weeks Elsa was closely observed. During this time I slept with her on the ground as to monitor her every move. During the period of her recuperation, I had to escort Elsa whenever nature was calling - day and night - as I had to prevent her from falling down and injuring her neck again.

As she grew stronger and was more mobile, Elsa was gradually introduced to her wolf-family again. In this time we also celebrated her first birthday. After the crucial first two months, Elsa was introduced to five new lion cubs, all younger and smaller than herself. She was still closely monitored, but showed remarkable improvement and after just about three weeks she was already playing with these cubs. Approximately four months after Elsa’s operation, three of the lion cubs were moved to a game ranch. Elsa and the remaining two lion cubs were then moved to an enclosed lion camp as required by law. Elsa’s wolf family also moved to the lion camp with her.

Although Elsa was still a bit unsteady, she hardly fell down anymore and improved daily. She was healthy and happy and enjoyed her stay with the other lions. I greeted her daily and fed her myself. She actually allowed me to touch her while she was eating. After the day’s work - round about 17:00 - I spend quality “family time” with Elsa. This included playing hide-and-seek patting, swimming, licking each others’ faces and chasing each other around. Elsa was now one year and eight months old and weighing a whooping 120 kg!! During the middle of January this year, I noticed a change in Elsa’s condition. She was falling down more frequently and it was obvious that she experienced balancing problems.


This is the story of Elsa ... from a human mother’s heart.

Due to the deterioration in Elsa’s condition, I contacted Professor Schwalbach of the University of the Free State, who observed Elsa’s interaction with me. His diagnosis was that either Elsa’s neck injury was not completely healed or that she has an infection that could effect her brain. He then advised me to take Elsa to Onderstepoort for an MRI (cat scan) to establish the cause and severity of her deterioration. I also contacted Dr Naudé from North Rand Ridge, who undertook to be present at Onderstepoort if I can arrange for the MRI to be taken. If it was necessary to operate on Elsa again, Dr Naudé undertook to accompany us back to his surgery and perform the needed operation.

I then started with enquiries concerning the cost for the injections to put Elsa to sleep for the journey, the cost of the MRI, transport and the estimated cost of the operation if needed. I was shocked - the total amount needed before I could take Elsa to Onderstepoort amounted to at least R21 000. As Elsa is my baby, I wanted to give her the very best in life - including the chance of complete recovery so that she can live a full, happy life. Unfortunately I was not in a financial position to cover the expenditures that were needed. I then took to the streets in an attempt to raise the needed funds. Deidre of i-party sponsored a lion suit and I stood at intersections at LANGENHOVENPARK and Mimosa Mall with a donation tin. I handed out flyers telling Elsa’s story and explaining my need. Motorists and passers-by donated and although I was tired every night, I could see the bank balance growing daily. A friend of mine sponsored cupcakes which we sold in a shopping centre to also strengthen Elsa’s funds. In this time I registered a face book group, Elsa the lioness, and told Elsa’s story there. In no time at all we had 250 members and then all the members started donating. Soon members were challenging each other to equal their donations and Elsa’s bank account (and my hopes) soared. A friend arranged for an MRI to be done at a local hospital. I send a copy of the MRI report to Dr Naudé and he contacted me as soon as he received it. Elsa’s condition was far worse that we had anticipated and Elsa was to be taken to JOHANNESBURG the very next week. I knew that I did not have all the money for everything that had to be done, but I made traveling arrangements and on 22 March Elsa and myself left for Johannesburg. Transport was sponsored by Mr Willem VAN SCHALKWYK who also made available his driver, Johan. We arrived at the veterinarian at about 06:30 on the 23 March and Elsa was taken to a private hospital again to take another MRI scan. That afternoon the veterinarian called me to his office and showed me the report - it was not good news. Another piece of vertebrae had broken off and was pressing against her spinal cord. There was also a lot of scar tissue as a result of the previous operation that also pressed against a nerve in Elsa’s neck. I had to take a very serious decision: Either Elsa must be operated upon on 25 March, or I would have to consider letting her being put down. Obviously there was only one decision to be taken : Elsa would be operated on. As we anticipated that Elsa will stay at most 10 days in “hospital” after the operation, my aunt, Yvonne Schreiber, offered me accommodation as well as the use of her vehicle as I would need to travel between Pretoria and Johannesburg. On Thursday, 25 March, Elsa was prepared for the operation, and I injected her myself with an initial aesthetic to enable personnel to move her to the theatre. Although I was prepared for a period of 45 min for the operation to be completed, it took a whole 3 hours before Elsa was returned to her “room”. Apparently the scar tissue was much more that showed on the MRI and there was also some bone pieces present very near to Elsa’s spinal cord that had to be removed delicately. Elsa was very drowsy for the remainder of that day, and I stayed with her until 19:00 when the veterinarian’s offices closed. The next day I was there again at 06:30 - to find Elsa standing at the gate of her “room” - waiting for me! I was so excited., That whole day Elsa and I was cuddling, sleeping, I fed her and she was even playful. I felt much better when I had to leave her that evening.

When I arrived on Saturday - 2 days after the operation - I was shocked when I saw Elsa. She was falling down a lot and obviously in a lot of pain. She still ate her food (3 chickens) though and allowed Yvonne and her family to enter her “room”, touch her and take photo’s of her. When I left het that evening, I was really worried. From then on Elsa’s condition deteriorated daily. So much so that on the next week Wednesday -31 March - Elsa was dehydrated so much that we had to administer an intravenous drip. She was so exhausted that she allowed the personnel of the veterinarian to do that without anaesthetic. On Friday 2 April, Elsa received another intravenous drip as she was almost comatose by then. She was knocking at death’s door, but I believed that she was going to survive as she is a fighter.What a lovely surprise I got!! On arriving at the veterinarian on Saturday 3 April, Elsa was lying in front of the gate of her “room” - waiting for me!! She was “talking” to me - making little grunting and roaring sounds - and I then KNEW that she was going to be OK. As she was very weak, we had to do physiotherapy with her daily, turning her from her left side to her right side to prevent bedsores and pumping her legs to stimulate blood flow and exercise her muscles. I also fed her 1 kg of chicken hearts daily in addition to her 3 to 4 chickens as she considers it a treat. From then on Elsa went from strength to strength and on the next Thursday - 8 April - she walked to a piece of garden in the yard - with our help. I was elated, as were Dr Naudé and his personnel. I also received the good news that I got a job at a farm outside of Parys. Elsa would have a smaller enclosure to enable her to recuperate after The operation as well as 1 ha camp as required by Law. I contacted Mr VAN SCHALKWYK again and he agreed to send Johan again to transport Elsa and me to Parys- on Saturday 10 April. I arranged with Yvonne, who made one of her trucks available to transport my possessions from Bloemfontein to Parys, I was so happy and positive and could not wait for Saturday!!On Saturday 10 April I was up and above long before dawn and on my way to Elsa. I think she sensed my excitement as she was very playful. I had an interview with a journalist from Beeld and then the “limo” arrived to take us to Parys. As it was quite hot, we packed bags of ice on top of Elsa’s crate, and covered the inside of the crate with wet blankets. I also kept bottles of water with me in the back of the truck to prevent Elsa from dehydrating. Yvonne and her family also accompanied us to Parys to welcome Elsa to her new environment and help me unpack. Elsa just loved the new camp, marking her territory and roaring at her cheetah neighbours.Everything went smooth. I arranged for a sponsorship by Almur Smith chicken farm for Elsa’s chickens (5 chickens per day) and when we
were shooting on the farm, Elsa also got her share of game, especially the carcass. She was blossoming, and getting stronger daily. She was soon running around and I had to open the gate to her bigger enclosure. I saw her everyday, for the whole day, as I had a lot of spare time on hand. It was like heaven for the both of us.
However, at the end of April some major changes took place, forcing me to quit the job in Parys. I had to arrange again for Elsa to be transported, and was frantically searching for a new place for her to stay. I also had to arrange for my belongings to be moved back to Bloemfontein. I then got a temporary enclosure for Elsa on Donkerhoek farm, outside of Bloemfontein. Here she could stay for a month, after which I had to move her again. Yvonne and some friends of her’s joined us on 1 May for a picnic in Elsa’s enclosure and we had a marvellous time. Mr van Schalkwyk again assisted me with Johan’s help to transport Elsa to Donkerhoek. Unfortunately I was unemployed then and have to travel more than 20 km to visit Elsa. That resulted in me not being able to visit Elsa daily, as I make use of a motorcycle and on rainy or windy days it is impossible for me to drive the 20 km to Elsa. Mr Ingleton of Donkerhoek assists me in feeding Elsa on days that I do not visit her. In the meantime I enquired on Elsa’s face book group about permanent accommodation for Elsa, but without success. I received a lot of offers to build my own camp on other farms, however, but for that I needed at least between R60 000 to R70 000. Again Mr van Schalkwyk came to our rescue with an offer to build the camp on his farm - with my assistance. Again I turned to Elsa’s face book group - who have more than 780 members - for help. And I was not disappointed, as a lot of Elsa fans donated fencing, poles, cement, tiles, etc. Although I do not have nearly enough, Mr van Schalkwyk has already started with the camp! Elsa has to be moved at the end of May, as Mr Ingleton needs the enclosure for other lions. Due to Elsa’s weak neck and the fact that she is a foreigner on Donkerhoek, she can not mingle with the other lions. An injury at this stage could mean the end of her.On Saturday 15 May on my way to visit Elsa, I was in a motorcycle accident and as a result of it I suffered severe injuries to my right arm and right knee. My motorcycle is also a write-off. Now I must rely on others to taxi me to Elsa and back. Elsa is doing fine, and she loves my visits. I also still give updates on Elsa the Lioness (facebook group) on Elsa’s condition, her daily routine, her eating habits and some titbits of “nice-to-knows” concerning Elsa. We currently have a competition running on the group, where donators towards Elsa’s camp are entered in a draw to win an Elsa-package consisting of an Elsa t-shirt, meet and greet Elsa, and an A5 colour photo of the winner with Elsa as a lifetime memento of their encounter with a real lion. Also running currently on the group is a challenge between male / female to determine who donated the most towards Elsa’s camp. During my stay in Johannesburg I met a lot of people in the same financial position that I experienced when Elsa had to have her operation. That gave me the idea of registering a non-profitable organization, Elsa’s Haven, to assist these people and animals. The registering is time-consuming though, as I have no experience of the process, and no money to employ someone to do it for me. I am coping however and the process is coming along.
MIEKIE AND ELSA

PS: Donations can be made by Paypal to Miekie's brother Werner Paypal a/c: vtwerner@gmail.com
Or go to Elsa's Haven or Elsa the Lioness on Facebook for more news of Elsa.
Thank you, Sandra

June 8, 2010

These are just too good not to post

I got this by e-mail - most of them hit home for me:))) Enjoy:))

I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.

Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.

I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.

There is great need for a sarcasm font.

How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?

Map Quest really needs to start their directions on #5. I'm pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.

I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.

Bad decisions make good stories.

You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you know that you just aren't going to do anything productive for the rest of the day.

Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after Blue Ray? I don't want to have to restart my collection...again.

I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten-page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.

"Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this - ever?

I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Damn it!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voice mail. What did you do after I didn't answer, drop the phone and run away?

I think the freezer deserves a light as well.

Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what the heck was going on when I first saw it.

I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.

I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.

How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear or understand a word they said?

I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars team up to prevent an A-hole from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers and sisters!

Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.

Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.

Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, finding their cell phone, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey - but I'd bet my ass everyone can find and push the snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time, every time!

June 6, 2010

Creating New Habits

A Slovenian proverb says: "A habit is like an iron shirt". If we want to change something about us, we have to replace an old habit with a new one, like changing a shirt. If we know the old shirt is made of iron, we know we'll need more time, energy and effort to take it off. It's the  same with "bad" habits... the habit may not necessarily be bad per se, like biting your nails,  but it might be too time consuming for example even if I enjoy it.  

Some say it takes 14 -21 days to create a new habit (like drinking a glass of water every morning) and up to 60 days for more demanding new habits (like for doing 50 sit-ups every morning). They also say you have to take one habit at a time and work on it for 30 days. Only after you've acquired the first one, you proceed with the next one. It's easier to do if you reward yourself or make it fun. How to accomplish that? I guess it's all about the mind outwitting will power. And my will power is weak. But I still want to challenge myself! 

The first "bad" habit I will be fighting already turned into an addiction and I don't respond well to addictions (after a period of time) - I check on my e-mail, FB, blogs several times a day and what most annoys me is that I don't answer my e-mails/leave comments when I do  but I leave it for the next time I log in! So the new habit for June is: connect to Internet max twice a day and only when you have the time to reply to possible e-mails or the time to read the blogs and leave comments.

My reward when (see? I didn't use "if") I succeed? More free time and more relaxed eyes:))) How to make it more fun? Go play with Pupa or the turtles instead of turning the PC on. Yeah, that should do it.


I will let you know how am I doing.

June 4, 2010

The Golden Girls



No matter how grim my day can get, an episode or two of this show (but I can hardly stop at two) makes it all better. It's my medicine to fight grumpy, sad, gray, depressing days. I think it's one of the best TV shows of all times. It always brings joy, smiles, the awareness that great friends are just a hug away, that getting older is something we can actually look forward to, comfort, peace.... 

Rue McClanahan (Blanche) died yesterday, June 3. Bea Arthur (Dorothy) passed away in 2009, Estelle Getty (Sophia) in 2008. When I watch the show it's something I find hard to believe..

Thank you for being a friend, ladies.

June 3, 2010

I should really post more to earn this!

I was given another award from Canyon Girl which I gladly accept as she's given it to me for my love for the animals (I sure could do more work on my blog to deserve an award for the blog itself:) ).

For this award, you had to answer these questions about yourself:

1. What would your prefect day consist of?
Waking up to the sound of the birds, enjoying the quietness of my home, stretching and getting up, taking care of my domestic and stray animals, going for a walk surrounded by nature with hubby, a visit to the dog shelter, reading the great blogs I am addicted to, a nice lunch (preferably prepared by someone else, I am not picky:), letter writing, chat with my parents. 
2. How would you describe yourself if you were an item of clothing?
Cotton T-shirt and jeans:non pretentious.
3. What hobbies are you currently working on?
Photography - blogging - reading. Pen paling is much more than a hobby.
4. Walking in the woods in wellies or bare foot on the beach?
Walking in the woods.
5. Have you ever hugged or sang to a tree?
Hugged, yes.
6. Growing your own veggies or nipping to the supermarket?
I would love to grown my own veggies, not sure how successful would I be at them. Veggies form the supermarket? No, thank you, I prefer to go to smaller shops with local veggies or the market.
7. Have you found anyone exciting in your family tree?
Not exciting as in famous or infamous, but my Grandmother was my role model. She was the most special person in my life... how exciting is that?
8. Slap up meal in a posh restaurant or fish ‘n’ chips from the wrapper?
If a posh restaurant stands for a fancy one, I'd rather go with a local trattoria.
9. Which element do you most resonate with, Earth, Air, Fire or water?
Definitely Water. I live by the sea.
10. Do you believe in fairies?
Fairies, gnomes, leprechauns,witches, alien life forms,...

I thought I would just get a start on this post and finish it tomorrow, but I got "carried away" so here it is! My Grandmother used to say: don't put off till tomorrow what you can do today. You were a wise woman, nona (what we call our Grandmother on the Slovenian coast).

I want to pass this award to the bloggers that bring more quality to my life:
Elda, my dear friend from "real" life who is a source of infinite inspiration and motivation + is the best friend one could have
Melody, my dear friend from the pen pal world, who is an even bigger animal lover than I am and cares for so many pets (I really do envy her!) and she always knows how to bring a smile on my face
http://morningbrayfarm.com/  as her life and posts are filled with love for her pets, big and small ones and I can't wait for the next news from the ranch (even if you don't do the awards)
Louise  for her curiosity in nature, the love for the animals.


And yes... Life IS good. It's what we make of it.

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