Why I'm Squirrely!

This picture was taken at our home in Tennessee a few years back before moving to Georgia. I always thought this squirrel was teasing Charlie, maybe saying, "I got yer nuts right here!"

Now I'm thinking he heard about the move and was getting the address for our Georgia residence.

And maybe it took him three years to catch up with us. Heck, who knows how fast a squirrel travels across state lines. Anyhoo, either he or some of his kin have been living above us. In our attic, feasting on electrical wires. Without getting zapped. I haven't figured out if that last piece is a good thing or a bad thing.

So beware, my friends, of squirrels tiptoeing on your rafters...Cuz it'll drive ya squirrely!

Why Everything's So Important.

"There are no little events in life, those we think of no consequence may be full of fate, and it is at our own risk if we neglect the acquaintances and opportunities that seem to be casually offered, and of small importance." ~Amelia E. Barr, author

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Smyle A Whyle.

"Promise you'll come back and pick me up?"

"You're using white dinner plates!!"

"It's the lipstick, isn't it? You hate this shade of lipstick."

Why October 11, 1884 Was A Good Day.

It was the day Eleanor Roosevelt was born.

This year on October 11th, John Davis in his blog for the Poughkeepsie Journal wished our former First Lady Happy 125th Birthday!

For those of us who grew up admiring this amazing woman, or those of us who have over time learned more about her efforts to better the lives of humans the world over, I hope you will read his wonderful blog post.


Her accomplishments are more fully examined in his blog. Here are just a few to consider as we honor Eleanor Roosevelt's tireless efforts right up to her death in 1962:

• Responsible in great part for the enactment of the 1938 Fair Labors Standards Act
• Organized White House women-only weekly press conferences to ensure women journalists equal opportunities
• Promoted day care during WWII
• Helped establish minimum wage, overtime pay and limits on the work week

Thank you, Mr. Davis, for bringing to our attention another woman we have to thank for making our country a better place to live.

Diana

Why a Cheap Cabernet?

Life + Lemons = Lemonade. Yeah, that was one option.

But together vivacious Cathie Beck and her free-spirited sidekick Denise Katz put a whole new twist on making the most of life.

For the entirety of their four-year friendship—from Chez Universalle Natural-Beauty Training to the illegal trip to Cuba to the redneck bars and Horace Bros. Prosthetics and Ambulatories—these two laughed, cried and even, at times, had the courage to despise one another, all the while trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored.

Readers who have a taste for lemonade or fruit of the vine will savor every drop of this affecting memoir, Cheap Cabernet: A Friendship. It’s huge. It’s magnificent. It’s priceless.

Read more at www.CathieBeck.com & on October 6th only, with any purchase, the author is offering lots of free bonus gifts! Including a free download from WOOF!
--Diana

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Why Some Ya Win and Some Ya...

It happens. Like it or not, sometimes we just don't win. We can even be number one in our field and still not win every time.

Take Roger Federer and Tiger Woods. Most consider them the top in their game...tops of all-time.

Still earlier this year Woods didn't even make the cut for the British Open. And just last Monday Federer lost the US Open after claiming the World Grand Slam in tennis a few months before.

It was hard for me to watch Federer walk off the court a "loser." But then I remembered something.

I remembered why we can't or shouldn't even want to ALWAYS win. Without loss as comparison, we would forget how sweet it is, the taste of victory.

So maybe at the end of the day, it is about whether we win or lose...Just not for the reasons we thought.

--Diana

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Why Swings Should All Be Red

You'll see it on the left, driving out of Apalachicola, Florida, going west. You'll also see a "Do Not Swing" sign nearby. That's okay. Don't blame the owners one bit. One thing would lead to another, and then another...Soon it would not be a place for respite.

But nowhere is there a sign posted "No Pictures." So snap. This is now one of my pleasures.

I imagine swinging, pushing with my feet, getting sand between my toes, the salty, humid air frizzing my hair. Perhaps a gentle creak of the swing chain, back and forth, back and forth.

The heart rate lowers just thinking about it. Back and forth. Back and forth.

That's why I think swings should be red. To signify the benefits of the heart. And when our hearts are in rhythm, the rest of us just naturally follows.

Be good to your heart today. And please, feel free to use my swing.

Diana
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