Dear Goat, I like how you eat so quickly. I also like how you climb up the fence to get food. And you are the best goat I have ever met. Love, Liam.
I found this note on the bulletin board at the Prospect Park Zoo this weekend. And it just made me smile. And think about how much people like receiving handwritten notes. When was the last time you wrote one. I bet it would make someone really smile. Or, you could just write one to your favorite goat. :)
My mom has a lot of scars all over her body. The longest runs more that a foot down the side of her leg. Most are covered by clothing. But of course, just like other types of scars, the fact that you can’t see them doesn’t mean the person bearing them doesn’t know they are there. The scars hurt her, sometimes physically, but always psychologically. She already had self-esteem issues and the scars push her further and further into seclusion.
Of course it doesn’t help that some people are rude and/or stupid and/or were raised by wolves (my apologies to the wolf packs, you guys are awesome) and make comments about the scars they see and or the walker. These people make me stabby and have no idea the torment they cause people who would love to be able to sprint down the street sans equipment and would love to have flawless skin. Children are direct and ask questions (even if they don’t always know how to phrase them gracefully) and that is understandable, but adults should know better. And even so, I wouldn’t wish my moms’ infirmities on anyone.
But wait, today this has a happy ending.
It’s blazing hot and humid in NOLA but mom still has to get out and going to the store means carrying bags and the walker which has to be lifted at corners and such because NOLA doesn’t have those ramped corners like many places. She trudges along and very occasionally a neighbor will happen to be passing by and offer to give her a lift. Sometimes she smiles and says no I need the exercise, but in this heat and if she has packages, she often submits.
Today she took the bus to the store and was heading back. She crossed the street and was starting to walk home and intersected with another woman walking down the street and a subsequent woman coming out of the store who got in her car and started to pull down the street. The woman in the car, after noticing that my mom wasn’t turning into the yard of the first woman, backed her car up at least a half of the block and called out to my mom, “Mam, wherever you are going, please get in the car and I will drive you.” It was only about two blocks to the house but my mom gratefully accepted and the young woman even hopped out and helped my mom open her walker and parted with a, “It was a pleasure to meet you.”
No, I just have something in my eye. This is the kind of medicine you just can’t buy.
Also, mom reports that her angel trumpet tree has at least 20 blooms on it today.
It’s the little jestures. It’s the little happinesses. It’s a good day.
As a big Dr. Seuss fan this particularly touched me. But click through and read about the dad who had each of his daughter’s teachers throughout her school years write a positive note in a copy of “Oh, the Places You’ll Go.” He then gave it to his daughter for her high school graduation present. Perfection!
One of the things that surprises people about NYC is how much greenspace with have and there is an ever growing moving toward sustainability and eco-friendliness in the urban jungle. NYC is in the process of planting tons of new trees but those trees won’t pollinate themselves. So in come hotels and other locations like the Waldorf-Astoria where a beekeeper is now trying to keep about one quarter of a million bees healthy at one of NYC’s most famous and most posh addresses. There’s a lot to buzz about about here. :)
There was a lot of passionate verbiage and heated language flung about the interwebs today in response to the U.S. Supreme Court decision about the healthcare bill. And much of what came across my dashboard was positioned negatively. Unfortunately.
“Healthy disagreement, debate, leading to compromise has always been the American way.” ~ Donald L. Carcieri
“Honest disagreement is often a good sign of progress.” ~ Mahatma Gandhi
“The beginning of thought is in disagreement - not only with others but also with ourselves.” ~ Eric Hoffer
It is certainly easier to read that with which we agree but it is rarely enlightening. It is easier to jump on a bandwagon than to stand alone. It is easier to let one’s emotions run rampant rather than commit to separating the facts from the fiction. But easier doesn’t mean right or best or most productive. Easier simply means easier.
So the key is discovering how to disagree agreeably. To listen with an open mind to new, different and perhaps conflicting thoughts from our own is how we measure the validity of our positions and learn new things. To listen with a view toward understanding rather than winning or proving something is how we build relationships.
It’s good to disagree. But only if it can be done respectfully and productively. Disagreeing for the sake of being argumentative only causes everyone to retreat to their corners and hunker down for a fight.
As part of GOOD Ideas for New Orleans, four teams of New Orleanians have been spending their time and energy grappling with some of our city’s thorniest challenges. They are now in home stretch of devising projects that address issues ranging from bike safety and beautification to…
On our first date, my boyfriend and I went to a Morrocan restaurant. Second or third date was Ethiopian. We’ve also had Mexican and Italian and Chinese and Thai and, well, you get the point. We like to try different foods. So to celebrate our first year together we were going to go out to eat. We were going to return to the first restaurant we went to but it’s under renovations.
Then by chance we were in a park over the weekend and saw a sign for a Scandinavian music concert. We listened to some of the music as we strolled around looking at flowers and decided that for dinner the next night we would go for Scandinavian. So off to Smorgas Chef we went.
What a wonderful experience. I had been to the restaurant years ago and remembered it being good but now I think it was even better. Especially when I found out that they have purchased a farm upstate to supply the group of restaurants with local produce and meat.
Our dinner was good on so many levels. It was beautifully presented and expertly prepared and we could feel good about the story of how the food made it to our table. It was an excellent way to toast a wonderful year together full of many adventures and cuisines.