One of life's greatest forms of enthusiasm has got to be when you're setting yourself up for getting a job, or doing anything that would encounter a positive change in life. One needs to have a positive attitude and enthusiasm to be able to move ahead. Most of us would like nothing better than earning more money, a better station in life, or that top notch placement at the finest restaurant. Or maybe the most expensive position at the Grand Wailea where one never thought of themselves as being able to have the possibility of attaining. All of this pertains to the positive belief in oneself that they are capable of doing anything they want or aspire to be, do, or have.
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Enthusiasm, Inspiration, and Ultimately Passion for All
One of life's greatest forms of enthusiasm has got to be when you're setting yourself up for getting a job, or doing anything that would encounter a positive change in life. One needs to have a positive attitude and enthusiasm to be able to move ahead. Most of us would like nothing better than earning more money, a better station in life, or that top notch placement at the finest restaurant. Or maybe the most expensive position at the Grand Wailea where one never thought of themselves as being able to have the possibility of attaining. All of this pertains to the positive belief in oneself that they are capable of doing anything they want or aspire to be, do, or have.
Monday, December 27, 2010
Don't Verb Nouns
It is interesting to listen to the way people speak in their dialect form as there are such "catch phrases" that people pick up on. For example, "it's all good", "don't worry be happy", "no worries", and "absolutely!" I wonder what it is that people are really trying to say. Could it be that our treasured English language or our American dialect has fallen short of where our forefathers always wanted it to be? My opinion is that people have chopped and changed this American dialect to the point where I feel that all the the interest or the intrigue that makes our English language so special is perhaps a bit missing. What I like to see in our chosen language is more intellect instead of shortened and more thoughtless ways of thinking. For instance, have you ever noticed the silly inuendos that are often used instead of intelligent conversation that is mindful of using the beautiful language that we learned when we were in middle school? I missed this so much because it forced us to really use our minds to create more laughter, more silliness, more worldliness, and better grammar.
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Happy Christmas and Merry New Year-To All of You Great and Small, the Good Lord Loves You All
Have yourself a merry little Christmas, and oh I hope and pray that you do. At this time of year, I find it so lovely to see and hear all the songs being played and happy faces abounding, mostly saying good day, happiness and cheer. I'm sure that there are many of you out there that are not having the Christmas that you may have always dreamed of. And to those of you, I have special things to say. Unfortunately, this time of year could be the most incredibly painful time for some of you and I wish to find the right words for each of you that would be filled with great meaning down to the tips of your toes and the bottom of your nose. And so at this moment, firstly I wish that all of you had a wonderful Christmas season, filled with joy and happiness, love and aloha. In so far that most people aren't able to grasp that wonderful thing called love, and maybe are feeling frustration or despair, I wish for each and all of you to think kindly upon these times as a time of growth and learning.
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexatious to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy."
Saturday, December 11, 2010
There are times that some of us come to where we feel as though we have tried just about everything. This very well might be one of those times. The lyrics to a potentially worn out song by Rupert Holmes come very close to matching the feelings I have right now. I'm sure that there are those of you who would agree that the feeling of hum drum occurs when one is sensing a feeling of sadness about which I can hardly explain. The lyrics from the song labeled "Escape" get at the feeling that comes close to mine and the song goes something like this:
Like a worn-out recording, of a favorite song.
So while she lay there sleeping, I read the paper in bed.
And in the personals column, there was this letter I read:
"If you like Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain.
If you're not into yoga, if you have half-a-brain.
If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape.
I'm the lady you've looked for, write to me, and escape."
I didn't think about my lady, I know that sounds kind of mean.
But me and my old lady, had fallen into the same old dull routine.
So I wrote to the paper, took out a personal ad.
And though I'm nobody's poet, I thought it wasn't half-bad.
"Yes, I like Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain.
I'm not much into health food, I am into champagne.
I've got to meet you by tomorrow noon, and cut through all this red tape.
At a bar called O'Malley's, where we'll plan our escape."
So I waited with high hopes, then she walked in the place.
I knew her smile in an instant, I knew the curve of her face.
It was my own lovely lady, and she said, "Oh, it's you."
And we laughed for a moment, and I said, "I never knew"..
"That you liked Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain.
And the feel of the ocean, and the taste of champagne.
If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape.
You're the love that I've looked for, come with me, and escape."
"If you like Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain.
If you're not into yoga, if you have half-a-brain.
If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape.
You're the love that I've looked for, come with me, and escape."
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Ruby Slippers
It gives me pause in watching the 70th Anniversary Edition of the Wizard of Oz and so that is why I wanted to share a few relics from many years ago. In fact, it was, to be precise, 70 years ago as google search would have it. Shirley Temple was originally seeking to be cast, however she apparently was expecting more money and so that's why she was not chosen and instead Judy Garland stepped into her ruby slippers and got the lead role. This film overshadowed Garland's career and it was the only film for which she received an Oscar. That Judy Garland ended up having the role of Dorothy with the ruby slippers was essentially because Shirley Temple was feeling as though she was too great an artist to be receiving so little money for her time. As Judy Garland received the honorary role of wearing the ruby slippers, and additionally receiving the phenomenol income that Dorothy would bring throughout the 70 years, whereas Shirley Temple essentially made nothing because she declined the part.
In reference to the making of the film The Wizard of Oz, Buddy Ebsen was removed from the film as the original Tin Man due to an allergic reaction to silver dust makeup. In addition, the producers used chocolate syrup as their medium for the Tin Man's oil. How clever!
Saturday, November 20, 2010
While I, like a lot of other people like me, have had some "wild and crazy times" in my life, I just kind of figured that perhaps it was time to say something about me that was positively indiscriminate and absolutely joyful and hysterical at the same time. So it is that I have always been a very proficient snow skier and have downhill snow skied most of my adult life. It has given me such fun and wonderful exericise, albeit it has torn apart my knees a bit. But what the heck, I've lived my life to the ultimate most of the time which has been great medicine for my health. I've danced through the mountains of Aspen, Sun Valley, Squaw Valley in Lake Tahoe and Mt. Bachelor in Bend, Oregon as well as many other favorite ski resorts across the land. To say that I was kind of a ski junkie is to just scratch the surface of my extraordinary love for the sport. In fact, I used to ski with an Olympic skier and we had a blast as we sang tunes while laughing through the mogul fields and so much more.
...his name was Kasra and he was from Iran. He was not that great of a skier but he was definitely fun as we once skied through the trees, laughing all the way until we found a delicious spot that had our names imprinted on it, so to speak. It was as though it was a place lost in time in my memory bank. I've saved that delightfully delectably divine memory to savor and enjoy even though who it was doesn't matter anymore, it's just the memory that was patently distinctive. I had met him skiing and we were really attracted to each other. We romped around in the powder for hours and we just had a blast. We've since stayed friends and I will never forget the myriad of times that we shared at Vale, Colorado.
Saturday, October 30, 2010
The Sweet Scent of the Ocean
And how I adore it. The reason that I love the scent of the ocean is because it reminds me of so many colorful memories that awaken my senses to a myriad of visions. One of the distinct visions I tend to return to quite often is when my family was living in Australia. It is quite easy to return to the way we spoke down there and especially to a time when I was walking freely and was clearly hit on by several nice looking gents and their mates. I was asked by one of them if they could take my picture and to say that I was flattered is an understatement, so the story goes...My father found out that this fellow took many pictures of me and he turned three shades of red through his tan. In fact, the Australian sun is quite strong and through this intense sun we all had fabulously dark skin. This led more to my father's incorrect perception of what was going on because I had such a striking tan. My father was new to Australia as well and was feeling the need to "bond" with his daughter but had no idea of how to do such bonding. The timing of this unfortunate event was after my father and I had gone for a long walk in the sand. It was so beautiful there, the sand was sparkling gold strewn across the landscape. Perhaps the timing was such that my dad just misunderstood the importance to me of being an up and coming or curious teenager who was really sowing my oats in a new place with lots of attention. My father was getting irritated at the interest that was being paid to me and wanted to reel me in. To do so was to put the reigns on me and he enlisted my mother to support him. Both my parents were in a startled position, kind of like the deer in the headlights, because to them this was how Marilyn Monroe got started. To me, it was positively ridiculous. They threw out a mile's worth of wonderful pictures because of their fear of me ending up like Marilyn Monroe. Ha! :) What a compliment that was! I wish that they would have just let sleeping dogs lie and let me be flattered. Oh well. I lived to tell the story such as it is.
My other thoughts about the ocean are that it is such a wonderfully peaceful place to be, where I can open up my mind and let the sensual relaxation caress my body. It thereby leaves a kiss of the lasting sunshine and I feel blessed to be able to wear the sun's striking color on my skin.
Friday, October 22, 2010
My Mother, God's Little Angel
I would like to write a little about the woman who brought me into this life, especially considering that her life is seeming that it will be shortened by the attack of chronic obstructive pulmonary disease (COPD). We never know how long our life will be, nor do we ever know those long searched answers to our most intimate questions. While this makes me feel a heightened sense of sadness, I know that's the way that God made this Earth work and thus we need to live with what the Maker set out before us. I try not to be engulfed in the sadness but in the gladness for having ever known her (my mother). And had I never known her obviously I would not be here to tell the story.
My mother unfortunately took up the terrible idea of smoking while she was in her 20s and it continued on into her 50s and now she's paying the ultimate price by her realizing that this may have cost her her life even though she has had a really long go at it. She has certainly brought in her set of tears but she also has enlightened my life with a lot of laughter and good fun. What more can I say to my dear mother but that I want to say thanks for the good times as well as the tough ones.
I'd like to share a funny story about Kitty, my MOM. She loved to dance, and oh did she love to dance. In fact, my mom was dancing with a gentleman and having a very fun time at it. She danced right off into not a puddle, but a mini pool of water. And to say that she was intoxicated is probably pretty close to correct, however I wasn't there and I'm only here to tell you the story which I find kind of hysterical if you know my mother and her antics at times. She was wet from head to toe and I don't think she was terribly embarassed because of the level of intoxication that she enjoyed that evening. It took my mother a few years to tell me the whole story and I'm sure that I only have part of it correct, however as she tells it it was uproariously funny and so things were very often when my mother was around.
Another fun memory of my mother is how she loves to cook the most horrible things. Namely, everything from gizzards to liver to brains to the most putrid cheeses to anything that particularly smells beyond hope. And then she would eat everything raw. And that is the way that my mother liked to raise me. Even on Halloween she made me eat liver before I was able to go trick or treating. Oh yes this is my mother. There are many more stories about her that I would love to share in future blogs. So stay tuned! :)
Friday, October 15, 2010
Freedom is the Eternal Luscious Flower of Life Given to Us from God
The necessity to find freedom-whether it be mentally or physically-either way I believe that it's a necessity to dream of or to be realizing it. What is freedom to me? Freedom to me is the most empowering feeling and I think when I feel empowered or maybe when we feel empowered in our daily lives, we feel we can do most anything. Feeling efficacious is the feeling of being effective in your life and it goes hand in hand with freedom. Efficacious also might bring in the thoughts of empowerment; to be able to think and do and in other words feel very confident. It is the idea of mastery over the environment or the abilty to solve problems with grace, comfort, and ease. I feel very effective in that I can be, do, and have anything I set my mind to and therefore I am.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Vacations are a Necessity, not a Luxury
How many of you have been to the redwood forest or vacationed in Disneyworld? What determines the most fun place to vacation? Have any of you, as I call my "readers", ever dreamed of sailing on a big ship for a honeymoon or travelling to the Greek islands or fantasized about going to Tahiti or luxuriating in the Bahamas? I am lucky enough to have traveled to many far off places in my lifetime, and I'd like to tell you a little bit about a few of them because what's more fun than sharing wild and crazy times in far off places? Don't you think?
One of the most incredibly fun places I've enjoyed visiting has been the Pink Sand Beach in the Bahamas. WOW! It was a sight to see for sore eyes because it was like sailing off to a place in a very far off land that I never would have imagined existed. The beauty was incomprehensible if you can imagine seeing a pink sand beach right before your eyes that would just about knock your socks off. When it turns to dusk, it even becomes brighter pink, I would call it nothing short of incredible and anyone who has been there would likely say something similar about the Pink Sand Beach.
There were many moments that stand out in my mind as being kind of over the top if you will. On one of the side trips that we took we went to this area known as Atlantis and it was fabulous. You could swim through a shark's cave literally by swimming through a thick plexiglass tunnel with sharks swimming around. I actually went snorkel diving in crystal clear shark infested water by myself with many sharks around! The water was very shark infested and I was not aware at the time that I was swimming with a couple of Tiger Sharks! Thank goodness I did not know because I think I would have been freaked out had I known how many and what kind of sharks were there. But it was beautiful, and I had a BLAST. On top of everything we were told that we were swimming on top of ocean that had multitudes of shipwrecks in the past. Very exciting.
On the dining end of things, we got to eat some lobster and deep fried groper that were to die for. They were so divine that I find it difficult to even describe the taste of these lobsters. The quantity of beautiful food would make you head over heels to ever have an opportunity to go there. Just the lobbies in Atlantis were breathtaking because the colors are exquisite and part of the lobby ceiling was painted in Renaissance style painting. There was gold dripping from the bannisters and the delight in my eyes was clearly easy to see.
There are so many lovely tales and wonderful memories I was able to walk away with from the best vacation I have ever had in my life. I will never forget my trip to the Bahamas and how incredible this world we live in really is with all the beautiful things there are to see and do in this world.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
It's a Bug's Life After All
What do you think about the livelihood of a mosquito? Personally, I feel that mosquitos were a mistake. They only rarely prove to be of limited value, however I'm sure that there are those eensy weensy no-see-ums that love to eat them. Maybe spiders might be included in the list of bugs that aren't necessary for the planet's survival and therefore not necessary for me and maybe even you. I would gladly include black widow spiders on the list of unnecessary creatures. Not only are they creepy but also are they known to be deadly. They are especially scary looking do to the fact that they have the red hourglass body which seems to be common with deadly creatures. What we absolutely should include is one of the truly unnecessary creatures of the ocean-the blue ring octopus and the stone fish. The blue ring octopus' venom is powerful enough to kill humans of which there is no antidote available. The stone fish is particularly creepy in that it occupies the oceans of some of my most favorite places. That would include the wonderfully gorgeous Tahiti where I was particuarly freaked out by walking on or stepping on the venomous stonefish.
What value do mosquitoes have? In fact very little, or probably none, according to me of course. Because for me, mosquitos are a waste of good larva. After all, one should not waste good LARVA. We all know that "waste not want not" and even the bugs have to fall into that category. Yuck! I understand that all living creatures are part of God's creation and that they are intrinsically part of the complex food web which envelops the planet. However, they very often sting me and bite me and cause me to itch and scratch uncontrollably. Eek!
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Look For Your Rainbow
Perhaps this may not be my most humorous blog, however there are many people that may very well benefit from the words I am about to say. I feel that the subject of pain is an important thing to write about as I have some great information to share about this topic and after all I'm here to write important thoughts that will help some of my readers. For perhaps some or all of my readers, it will be a gift I can share; pain and how I have learned to deal with it. There are times when I believe that I can not go on dealing with the level of pain I have been given, however in fact I can and I must, and therefore I will. I have been told many times I am a trooper and I guess that is a correct estimation of who I am.
Who I am is actually a lover of many things. I love life, I love people who have the art of giving laughter to the masses, perhaps like comedians or entertainers. And those happen to be the people who offer a pathway to pulling onself up by the bootstraps and uplifting themselves to a higher place where the simplicity in life that includes love and laughter and cherished memories, etc. live. Frankly, I believe there is always a way to feel happy again and there are many ways to find those simple yet funny places inside oneself. Make up a happy song and make it your own.
I am hoping that I am helping the few people who do need to learn to deal with pain. I'll itemize a few things and let me know what you think.
1. Control your mind. Watch where your mind drifts and make a conscious effort to not dwell on the negative but instead focus on the positive.
2. Make use of your happy friendships. In other words, the people that bring you joy. Concentrate on what gives you joy from the people you hang out with. Be sure not to hang out with the Debbie Downers in life. After all, they're only there to show you the negative side of life and what you need to do is be light hearted as they will always help you to find that bit of joy that is always there if you look for it.
3. Find a source of medication that works for you, whether it be herbal or pharmaceutical.
4. Laughter is truly the best medicine. Do your best to make light of every situation as much as is possible.
5. Pray to whatever God you believe in.
What I am talking about here is chronic pain. There's a lot of people who have chronic pain, so this is a gift to anyone and everyone who suffers with fibromyalgia to peripheral neuropathy (I actually have peripheral poly neuropathy). It's not fun but I have learned to live with it and find joy at the same time. If you're dealing with the kind of pain that cancer sufferers deal with, I emphathize with those of you who have tremendous pain like that but I do believe that these methods will help. Please know that I learned to have a full life and to laugh heartily about most things in life. I've triumphed over great adversity and now I hardly give it a thought. Please feel free to contact me via email at tarabrock@hawaii.rr.com.
Friday, October 1, 2010
Be True to Yourself
Be true to yourself. I think it is extremely important to always be true to God first and yourself second. I believe it is so important to firstly concentrate on your happiness meter. In fact ask yourself the question of, "how happy am I appearing today". Even if you're not feeling terribly happy, at least fake it until you make it. It is one of the most important things that you can do for your own personal happiness, is to behave as though you're already there. And all of a sudden people will respond to you differently. In fact, if you behave as though you're already there, then by golly you're halfway home by just believing in it. And believe so hard that you make it so. These are such simple words but if you learn to live by those words and truly make them yours I believe they will work.
I don't think all of this is simple to do, but it is so worthwhile that poets write about believing in oneself and actors employ the use of happy words. Walk as though you have a spring in your step and a glow about yourself. And suddenly people will begin to notice something a little bit different. They may not be able to name it or even say it, but all of the same people will notice a subtle change. Maybe it's a twinkle in your eye or a gregarious smile you are wearing. Show your glow and people will notice your joy and they'll feel your warmth. It's not that I'm so perfect, but I am certainly working towards that happiness goal because it works and everyone knows that it's more fun to hang out with people who are funny or light-spirited. Something to think about-try the idea of thinking about your favorite comedian and see if you can't employ the humor of someone like Seinfeld. Everyday things are funny and that's what Seinfeld capitalizes on; simple humor is often the way he draws people in. All in all, the essence of what I'm getting at is that just like Bobby McFerrin likes to whistle his tune, "DON'T WORRY, BE HAPPY", employ the same attitude because attitude really IS in fact everything. Wising you joy, love and lots of laughter, Tara.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
I Want to Find the Love of My Life and Let It Be, Let It Be, Let it Be
I long to be called *bright eyes* again. I long to be loved so truly and graciously as I used to feel at all times as his partner in fun, partner in skiing, partner in exercising, and doing just about anything that brings joy and laughter to the corners of his eyes. I am now searching for that sensual gaze that tells me that he's always there for me and will never leave my side. Yes that person will find me I am certain of this as I hear it so often from others but just not from him, that special person in my life that gratifies me down to my soul.
I want to speak about what things that I long for-to do and to say and to think as I have so much I can bring to this "party" and would happily bring to it now. I love to be loved and gratified both mentally and physically and not as a one way street but as a mutual love or exchange. It being a one way street is not fulfilling, instead it's depleting. When it gets to a point when it's depleting, it's only a matter of time until we're together less and may need to move on.
I want someone who believes in God for all that he is to me. I want someone to love me, I want someone to cherish me, and to think of me first instead of it's all about him. Because it's really all about the both of us. As an uplifting love where neither one of us cancels each other out, instead we uplift each other to find new ground and a greater love than we've ever thought of before. I'd like to find a man who is athletic, intelligent, and caring, who thinks about more than himself. I want a man who is sweet but not too sweet, who is capable of sharing love and being loved for a lifetime. I am a lady who loves to laugh, to sing, to dance, and to be filled with romance, whether it's on the pillowtop or whether it's a twinkling of his eye toward me. These are all the things that I am thinking of this day.
I am Lost in the Mire of the Words That I Seem to Need to Use on a Daily Basis
Filler words-or the overuse of filler words such as "um". Have you ever noticed how the word "um" becomes the principle part of the language most of us tend to speak? "Um" has become a filler word because we don't have in our mind yet what we want to say. So instead, we use some other kind of word to try to express our meaning.
I have started watching my language and realizing that I too am guilty of the same "literary transgression". And so, the word "so" is one of my really bad transgressions. That's probably my favorite transgression and I am presently working like a slave to eradicate it from my dialect. Although I don't think that it's terribly easy to let it go because it seems like it's stuck like glue to my brain, if you will. "Uh", is another one of them. "Uh", is a creepy crawler, like a snake that doesn't want to let go of its prey. What can I say more about "uh", other than it takes so much more to try to get rid of the word "uh" than it does to say it. "So" what I want to do is get rid of it. How do we get rid of it?
How does one let those "literary transgressions-lt's" go. I don't have an answer at this point. I am afraid of using those words over and over again. Not that I want to, just that they are uninvited. And I am still going in circles. No matter how much I try not to, I am still speaking in circles. Know what I mean? Know what I mean Jean? There are funny little rhymes that we tend to make as maybe a faux pas. "Know what I mean" is another cute little filler. "You know" is "so" badly overused. And because they are "so" overused, it is hard not to say them all the time. Let's try to pull ourselves up by our bootstraps. Now is that a colloquialism or a euphemism? A euphemism is something that you're saying that is nicer than what you could have said. Let's pull ourselves up instead of falling flat on our okole. I am lost in the mire of these words.
Friday, September 24, 2010
Let Me Tell You How Agreeable I Can Be...
There are different kinds of agreeable, don't you think? I have been in several relationships where I find that agreeability doesn't always come so easy. I wish that it did, because that would make my life SO much easier. Of course, that would indicate that everybody would agree with me, and funnily enough, that certainly is not the case. In my estimation, most people find me to be rather agreeable although I should highlight the rather because it's only my opinion. After all, I think that I am extremely agreeable, just ask me, because I'll tell you all about how lovely I can be.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Whatever is righteous, humble, honest, lovely, honorable, think on these things and make them yours.
I feel the necessity to express my personal need for calmness around me, in my hands, in my heart, and essentially throughout my body. I'm imagining that some of you among my readers may feel the need for serenity as much as I do. So why do I seek the calmness. I seek it because I haven't found it to be mine at this point in time. I love to laugh, I love to bring joy, I love to bring funny thoughts that help to locate people's funny bones. That might be why I am choosing to write this blog in this way today. Calmness to me is being with the people that I love. I want to be around people that I love, honor and cherish, as well as so many other appealing and attractive mannerisms. So I am posing this question to you, what does it take for you to feel calm and joyous? Do they even come in the same "box" together? I want it to because I seek it now.
Saturday, September 11, 2010
My Angel Garden of Love & Joy
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Aloha.... I'm back!!!
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
onomatopoeia
Tongue-tied is a situation we find ourselves in when we are too excited to speak. I would like to speak about one of the more difficult words I have recently learned from the English language. I find it rather exciting because no matter where I have spoken it, I have found that no one can spell it or pronoun it or define it. It is a true word and it is a wonderful word that one can use to glorify or explain or stupify - it really boggles the mind. I would like to pass this fun little word on to you, my reader. I personally love words such as this one, because they most often do that very thing, which is to either stupify or boggle. It also would be very good for a game of Balderdash.
The word to which I am referring is onomatopoeia, pronounced |ˌänəˌmatəˈpēə; -ˌmätə-|. It is a noun which means the formation of a word (e.g., cuckoo, sizzle) by imitation of a sound made by or associated with what is named. The use of such words is for rhetorical effect.
Saturday, June 19, 2010
The Sensational Feeling of Dark Chocolate
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
It's a Frog's Life After All
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
These are the Things I Most Cherish In Life
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
The Dream Catcher
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
You Are So Funny (at times)
Have you ever awakened in the morning to find that something just made you laugh, yet you can't remember what it was that brought on that piece of silly humor?
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
If the Truth Be Told
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
My Great Aunt Madge Who Wasn't So Great
Saturday, May 1, 2010
How Crazy Life Can Be
How crazy life can be when you think it’s going so well. This is not to mention the other pieces of my recent history, including the fall where I slammed my face into the concrete. So on it goes about my swimming pool incidents or should I say swimming pool farcical J. This swimming pool situation ended up with me having to go to the hospital the very next day. Unfortunately, this has now required that I pay a visit to my orthopedic surgeon. I believe that I have torn the ligaments around my knee. I won't know for certain until my follow-up appointment, which will be in about five days … hopefully. At this point in time my rather deflated ego needs a little lifting.
Just as I was excited to get back into the pool and start my swimming routine again, I now find myself unable to give 150% to my extremely important workout, and for this I feel sad. However, I shall rise again as I always do when times get rough. Now all I have to deal with is the wedgie that is bothering me to no end.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
The Bizarre Life and Times of Tara
Well here I go, yet again, embarking on another very interesting day filled with trials and tribulations. I have now embarked upon another interesting although “not very” journey down what lane I absolutely never want to go down and it is called pain in the outrageous. I don’t like to talk about pain very much, but in fact it seems like that’s a lot of what’s happening in my life at this point. You might remember that I had a serious bout with pain in which I gave myself a serious black eye, about a month ago. Can you believe it? I have just begun to deal with a ripped tendon in my leg, or is that in my calf, I’m not sure which one. Either way it goes, I am dealing with something that I fear never having to do again and yet here it is. It’s landed on me to be in a place where I’m in pain that I have been dreading to have happened to me. And yet here we go again. So it is that I am trying to deal with something I thought I was done with hopefully forever. So it is that I am trying to find the best humor I can muster up because that’s what I do best, is gather up the energy to start again, brush myself off and set on my path to hopefully a greater future.
As for how this has happened, it is as simple as going to the swimming pool, which is one of my loves to do. All of the sudden I just lost my footing, slid down and my leg buckled, I went down on my knee, as I went down on my knee, I went down into a slide backwards, so that my tendons were more than stretched. In fact, when I go to the doctor tomorrow, I hope to learn more of what I have done. Is it broken? You know when you have a tendon that snaps, or something horrific, similar to that? Exactly what I don’t know at this time. What I do know is that I am on another journey, which I find kind of crazy, considering the fact that I am so careful with myself to not do anything that would cause me to fall. That’s just the kind of person that I am, is that I like to be careful, and it seems that being careful is not something I have figured out how to be just yet. If I want to have a fun life, I want to play the game as it should be, by having fun. And fun is what I am all about… Or so I thought. Hahaha. In any case, I just thought I would write a little diddy about the continuation of the craziness of my life that the reasoning of which is hard to explain. I think that when my mother hears about this, she will probably just go, “Oh my gosh, Tara, what have you done THIS time?”
I prayed to God that this would never happen again, yet here it is. I just have to laugh at my circumstances.
Stay tuned for my next blog, in which I will explain my latest bout with the crazy events in Tara’s life. I should write a book about it. In fact, that’s what this is becoming, is a mini-blog/book, or so it seems. Aloha for now. –Tara J
Friday, April 23, 2010
The Importance of Friendship
Friday, April 16, 2010
Lyrics Reflect the Signs of our Times
Friday, April 9, 2010
Memories of the Sweet Scent of the Plumeria Tree
Friday, April 2, 2010
The Positive Effects of Negative Ions
Friday, March 26, 2010
On Forgiveness and Love
Friday, March 19, 2010
Love and Gratitude
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Happiness in times of great catastophes
. . . Yes! And I'm doing far better since that blasted accident where I just about broke nearly every bone in my face. Or, maybe just my zygomatic arch . . .
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Does Your Face Hurt?
Soooo... I have one question to ask; Does your face hurt? Whelp, it IS killing me !!
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Old Friends... And ReConnecting
The feeling you get when you reconnect with and old friend you've lost touch with-someone who meant so much to you; when you realize that they've been missing you too.