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Notes from Ola
  
Love come softly, brush against my heart
Yearning for its closeness, not ever to depart
In God’s Infinite Wisdom, I place my life,
And trust for tomorrow, what be, what might
Whatever path this love may go
It carries with it the willingness,
to let it go
And hope that one day, it will again, brush against my heart ....
To stay forever.
Karen A. 05/30/06
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Recognizing a stroke May 2, 2006 11:33 pm
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This came to me in an email that had been forwarded many times, so I imagine many of you may have already read it, but it is valuable information and I felt it was worthy of sharing here in SFF.

STROKE IDENTIFICATION:

A neurologist says that if he can get to a stroke victim within three hours he can totally reverse the effects of a stroke . . . totally. He said the
trick was having a stroke recognized, diagnosed and then getting the patient medically cared for within three hours, which is tough.

RECOGNIZING A STROKE:

Sometimes symptoms of a stroke are difficult to identify. Unfortunately, the lack of awareness spells disaster. The stroke victim may suffer severe brain damage when people nearby fail to recognize the symptoms of a stroke.

Now doctors say a bystander can recognize a stroke by asking three simple questions:

Ask the individual to SMILE.

Ask the person to TALK, to SPEAK A SIMPLE SENTENCE. (Coherently) (i.e . . . It is sunny out today)

Ask him or her to RAISE BOTH ARMS.

NOTE: Another 'sign' of a stroke is this: Ask the person to 'stick' out their tongue . if the tongue is 'crooked', if it goes to one side or
the other, that is also an indication of a stroke.

If he or she has trouble with any one of these tasks, call 911 immediately and describe the symptoms to the dispatcher.
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Message to ART DIRECTOR May 2, 2006 9:48 pm
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I have read your blogs and the messages are beautiful. I have wanted to make comments, but was unable to. I didn't see the proper/usual place to click to do that. I don't know if you purposely set it up that way, but thought I would point it out to you just in case.

The one about the salty coffee made me tear up. Good stuff.

Welcome to our Town of Blog.
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Love comes in many styles, shapes .. and ages May 2, 2006 1:56 pm
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I just read an article on my aol front page about a 33 year old man who married a woman 104 years old. His first marriage, her 21st marriage. My, just shows you, love can happen at any time, and with the most unusual combination.

I suppose there are going to be a lot of sarcastic remarks made about this union. From what I read, it sounds like a union brought together by love for one another and not for any underlying motives. Doesn't sound like either has any money to speak of. However, it really is not my concern to stand on judgment anyway. If they make each other happy, I am happy they found each other.

Years ago I was with some family members. After having dinner, we moved on into the attached lounge to listen to a live band, and do some dancing. It was apparent that some of the couples on the dance floor were mentally challenged. It was obvious by their physical Mongoloid features. This group of couples were having so much fun, and when the slow music was playing, they held each other closely like lovers do.

My younger brother had way too much to drink, and I'm sorry to say, made some wise cracks about the dancers. Fortunately not loud enough for anyone to hear but those of us at the table. He was shut down right away by the rest of us, and I know he felt bad afterward.

I got to thinking about those beautiful people, and how great it was that they had found each other.

In the midst of doubt whether I would ever find true love, I saw hope. It was good.

Here is to Love, and Hope ... may it be alive in your spirit, and in your heart, no matter what circumstances you are in at the moment.

~Karen
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Upcoming Auction May 1, 2006 7:43 am
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Well, I think I've really gone overboard now. With all the plans and preparation, and chat about the upcoming auction .... I ended up dreaming about it last night!

I wonder if there is some underlying message to that? Maybe I should find out from dermaler, I think he is the expert on dreams.

The auction turned out to be a "live" one too. The room was full of people walking around with name stickies on their shirts and blouses, but I didn't have my glasses on and couldn't read any of them. I could only guess that it was probably Satire sitting there on the couch looking me up and down with this silly devilish grin on his face.

Tcwonder, who will be auctioning the women, introduced me and handed me a microphone. I made a little speech (seemed to be a good one, but can't remember now what I said ) All the men that were being auctioned were there except for DanDee. He had to travel a distance and hadn't arrived yet. (as if no one else did? LO All of a sudden the men disappeared into another room, and there were a couple of women left with me running around trying to keep things organized. I think one of them might have been spotheaussie . It was chaotic and I just stood there with microphone in hand wondering "now what do I do?"

Well, I didn't dream through enough to find out if the auction was a success or not. However, I do promise you this, since I am going to be auctioning off the men. I promise to do my best. After all, this is for charity (isn't it honeyb?) I'm sure all the proceeds will go to a very worthy cause.

Ladies, please keep in mind, DanDee promised me that I could have all the change that is tossed to him, so be generous. Next year I plan to bid.

~Karen

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Am I really getting old? Apr 30, 2006 11:02 am
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It sure is a beautiful morning. In spite of this plaguing headache I've had which is keeping me home I am doing my best to enjoy it.

I took one of my kitchen chairs and sat outside my front door this morning. I don't have a patio or porch, but I have a nice green yard in the front of my apartment, and a suitable area to sit a chair or two on the sidewalk in front of my door. I sipped on a good strong cup of coffee and listened to my wind chimes tingle lightly in the breeze. The sun is shining bright, but the air still has that morning freshness.

As I was sitting there I thought of the picture recently taken of a cousin of mine whom I haven't seen in at least 30 years. When I saw the picture I commented to my Mom that she was "getting old."

Well, crimaninny Karen, and you're not?! Geez, how can I be getting old? I really don't feel like I'm getting old. Well, at least in my mind. My physical body tells me a different story.

I've always hoped that I would be blessed with the same aging genes as my Dad. Actually, my Mom looks pretty good for her age too, but only her hairdresser knows for sure. However, my Dad, at the age of 73 when he passed away, still had a full thick head of black hair. He was graying around the sideburns, and his beard was multi-colored, but that was about it.

I think it was about two years ago when I noticed my first gray hair, and I was excited (silly me).

That lady in the mirror is changing. However, like a fine wine, the longer it ages, the better it gets.

I think I'll go pour myself another cup of coffee and go sit back out side. I hate the idea of passing up an enjoyable morning such as this, while the aging process continues.

Have a great day.
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Mr or Ms Right? Is there such a thing? Apr 29, 2006 11:32 pm
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I made a comment in someone's blog about finding Mr. Right. After giving a lot of thought to it, I've decided that there is no such thing as a Mr. Right, or a Ms. Right. What makes it right is the decision to make the relationship work.

I don't think it matters what age we are, when we fall in love, our special one can do no wrong. We may have our blinders on to some extent and are caught up in the good feelings, the euphoria of being in love. We are busy trying to impress each other, and so we look good, and we come across as the "right" one.

There are certain qualities I am looking for in a partner, but only a few of them are set in stone. For the most part, when the time comes and I find myself in love again, and he is madly crazy about me ... it will be a matter of choosing to make it work, to make it right. Does that make sense?

I don't want to fall in love for loves sake. I want to fall in love because I see in him a man that I can respect, and honor and stand beside through the darkest of times, and know that our love is even stronger for it. I want to fall in love with a man who likes to play. It's important to be serious when needed, but play time is essential ... and I'm not just talking about in the bedroom. I want to fall in love with a man who won't compromise his beliefs nor ask me to compromise mine. I want to fall in love with a man who thinks I am the "cats meow" even if my body isn't.

I've got a headache and I'm just rambling away I guess. Don't know if this makes any sense ... just how I'm feeling at the moment.
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Samantha Apr 28, 2006 6:45 pm
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Samantha was a family pet. She was a beautiful black and tan Doberman. She belonged to a girl my brother was dating at the time, and the girl ended up living with us for a while. When she left, Samantha stayed.

I was around 17 when she first came to live with us, and she blessed my folks with her company for about ten years after that.

Samantha was a smart dog, and contrary to stories we had heard about Doberman dogs, was very gentle. She was a fantastic watchdog, and no one entered our yard without caution. If you were a stranger, she'd bark loud and ferocious, but once you became a familiar face to her, she was ready to greet you with happy abandonment.

Our home was built so that that one could go full circle from the kitchen to the hall, to the dining room, into the living area, and then back into the kitchen. Samantha was taught early on that the kitchen was off limits.

I use to have fun with her ... and would get her chasing me from one room to the next. When I reached the kitchen, I was safe, and she would stop at the entryway and go no further. Then she would run around to the other entrance while I made my escape through the way she had just left. This was our game, and it was a lot of fun.

One day we were playing the game and she was really getting into the chase. I made my way into the kitchen, but Samantha didn't realize until it was too late. She put the skids on as soon as she realized she was in the "absolutely no zone!" but her breaks weren't working to well and she slid across the kitchen floor, butt down and front legs working themselves frantically to come to a stop. She ended up crashing head on into the kitchen counter. She was a little stunned, but okay, and quickly made her way out of the kitchen while I stood there laughing until I was crying.

She was a good dog.

How about you? Do you have a funny pet story?
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Sweet Loss Apr 27, 2006 11:16 pm
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I use to write poetry as a young girl, but now just occasionally. This isn't a very happy poem, but it is a part of me. I am doing much better now than when I wrote it.
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Sweet Loss

You took away the sweetness of our time together
By your silence
And your detached feelings
poured over me like ice water

I still cry at moments so sudden,
When something stirs a memory
And takes me back to a time when
I felt safe in your love

Then reality hits like a hard brick
And I go tumbling back into brokeness

I’m thankful those moments don’t come
As often as they did in the beginning
But when they do, they still come as strong
And the feeling of loss still hurts as deep..

~Karen 1/2005
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Getting to know you ... getting to know all about you. Apr 27, 2006 9:08 am
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Catchy tune, right? I've been thinking (dangerous thing to do) about all of the wonderful people I am meeting here on SFF and how complicated it is to get to know them better. Blogging has been a great avenue. Since I am just a standard member, I am not usually able to view profiles. Apparently, I can add up points and occasionally I am allowed to go in and read one. So, I decided I'm going to have a "getting to know you" blog ever so often. I welcome all comments!

So, my first questions is: Tell me about your first love. It can be whatever you choose ... a first true love, a first childhood crush ... anything.... even a teachers crush.

My first "love" was when I was a Sophomore in high school. He was the new guy at school, and also lived in the same small town I did (we had to travel 20 miles to high school). His name was Ron. He was 6ft, blond and blue eyed. Our courtship was brief, but sweet. He was my first real kiss and my first hickey . When we broke up I came home upset and crying. My mother, bless her heart, in trying to console me said "honey, there are more fish in the sea" and my response to her was "yeah, but I wanted this fish!"

What's your story?
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Dangers of Alcohol Consumption Apr 26, 2006 6:35 pm
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I was cleaning out some of my old emails and came across this. I don't drink much anymore but I do enjoy an occasional glass of wine or a yummy mudslides. These were funny, and unfortunately too true! I can say "been there, done that" to just about all of them.
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American liquor manufacturers have accepted the FDA's suggestion that the following warning labels be placed immediately on all varieties of alcoholic beverage containers:

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may leave you wondering what the hell happened to your bra and panties.

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may make you think you are whispering when you are not.

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol is a major factor in dancing like a retard.

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause you to tell your friends over and over again that you love them.

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause you to think you can sing.

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may lead you to believe that ex-lovers are dying for you to telephone them at four in the morning.

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may make you think you can logically converse with other members of the opposite sex without spitting.

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol is the leading cause of inexplicable rug burns on the forehead, knees, and lower back.

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may create the illusion that you are tougher, smarter, faster, and better looking than most people.

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may lead you to think people are laughing WITH you.

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause pregnancy.

WARNING: the crumsumpten of alcahol may Mack you tink you kan tipe reel goood.
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