Good news. I renewed my subscription with WordPress for another year. It’s my way of saying I love it here.

I will be resetting my followers (again) down. If you wish to continue to see me on your reader, leave a comment.
Thank you.
Good news. I renewed my subscription with WordPress for another year. It’s my way of saying I love it here.
I will be resetting my followers (again) down. If you wish to continue to see me on your reader, leave a comment.
Thank you.
A good joke. I could use a great laugh, especially on my mugs all given to me. Notice that Starbuck’s mermaid has a belly button. This mug has been discontinued it’s not politically correct. What a joke. When I am … Continue reading
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Have you heard of Sod’s Law? It’s also known as Murphy’s Law that if anything would go wrong, it will. It could be humorous, facetious and inconvenient. If it does happen, it isn’t funny. To me! It started with a … Continue reading
From animals … to family portrait … to Meanwhile in Vancouver … to In Other Words … to It’s been a long week … to Lens Artist … to Sunday Snippet … to Mental Health, I managed to maintain … Continue reading
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You like me. You really like me. Gosh, someone or something is making a move on me. More on stalking. Creepy. The main reason I configured my blog to hide the gravatar of the blogger that pressed the like … Continue reading
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It hardly snows in Vancouver. Winter is not winter, without snow. Last night it snowed. Calvin: Wow, it really snowed last night! Isn’t it wonderful? Hobbes: Everything familiar has disappeared! The world looks brand-new! Calvin: A new year … … Continue reading
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Finding meaning in the world of WordPress, Sunday is the time I express my need to pray and be grateful. In WordPress, there are at least 18,963,619 followers, and surely one day, I will meet someone who will pray the same … Continue reading
First I go fly a kite and read the list to stay in shape, This is what I do to keep my mind active. Should my mind get stuck, I return to the list. Write. I blog. Pray. If I … Continue reading
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These are all the women I posted in my blog. We don’t need to prove anything to anyone.
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What happened? I know it’s free. I know I seldom post. I know my style is ordinary. I just discovered that the images on the reader are cropped! A shrinking header? Kate Crimmins, have you checked the reader lately? Bloggers, … Continue reading
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I’m back from walking the land of Cuba. Home Sweet Home. So what did I miss in the blogging world? Do tell.
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Note: Still Groaning. I am still groaning about this and want to get it off my system. It is consuming to love or care for someone even if they are pets When Maurice became ill, I was afraid. Afraid to … Continue reading
A funny post.
Question: What do you do with a “drive by commentators?” This reminds me of drive by “likers”. I call them hit-and-run. Worst are posts that use “pingbacks”.
One of the interesting things about “blogging” is what happens off-line. WordPress has a feature for “comments” and it is a controllable feature. You can allow all comments and then remove inappropriate ones as you see fit. But then that means you have to monitor; sometimes manners and charity are not hallmarks of text and comments left behind. It takes time. Not willing to dedicate time to the supervising task? The blog administrator can not allow any comments at all. That takes no additional time to oversee. There is at least one “middle way.” You can allow comments but require that all comments be approved before they are posted on one’s blog. That takes some time, but you have the luxury of getting to such things when you have time.
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Four simple questions to assess what writing is all about for me. When it comes to answering an assessment, I tend to go blank. A writer’s block maybe? I shrug my shoulder, twitch my nose and say meekly ” I … Continue reading
The following is a comment conversation between me and Kanzensakura via Say it with flowers.
kanzensakura: What a nice post! I too am a silver fox – at least I like to think so! My mother says, that after I wash my long hair, blow it dry, and it is all full and glisten white that I look like one of those wild Japanese demons. So I’m sticking with silver fox.
seeker: Japanese demons have long black hair. Yes, kanzen silver fox, stick to this one!
kanzensakura: Some do have the long white hair. It’s crazy. I started getting white hair when I was 20.
seeker: You must be my long-lost sister! Me, too. Spent lots of dinero to stay blue-black and then I decided, enough. The rest is history.
kanzensakura: I was in hospital about 6 years ago for cancer treatment and surgery. I had started turning white-haired early and after a few dye sessions, I decided it was not worth the time or the money. My husband and mother freaked because when they came to the hospital room after I had been brought up from recovery room, my hair was white. I haven’t even thought about dyeing it.
seeker: Hope that the treatment is successful. Not worth it, kanzen. Why hide our singular beauty with false beauty?
kanzensakura: Praise God, I’m cancer free.
I am always amazed when I see people dye their hair, as if it will make them look 20 or 30 still. I know several Asian women in the church I attend who have their hair touched up without fail every month.
One was sick for a while. I saw her before she came to church after her illness and she had an inch of pure white grow-out. She had developed a skin condition and would not be able to have her hair dyed so she was not coming to church until her hair could be – a space of several months.
I smiled and asked her, do you think God doesn’t know what you really look like inside or out?
She looked at me harshly and frowned.
I told her why my hair was white and that I considered it a badge of honor proof that I had been saved from cancer and still had a job to do for God here on earth.
I asked her maybe God is touching you and reminding you, we are all made of dust and to start working for Him in our limited time?
Well, she stopped dyeing her hair. And to be truthful, she looked 20 years older, softer, and more approachable. She became part of a ministry to teenagers, powerful among them and often seems, to be the youngest among them.
seeker: What a wonderful testament. God works in wonderful ways. Love and Prayers to you and yours.
kanzensakura: Thank you
seeker: I am thinking of sharing your comments as testament on faith. Do you mind?
kanzensakura: Not at all because I know it is God, His grace and love that not only did I survive but what is most amazing, is the tumor that was the size of a tennis ball and lymph glands that were all infected prior to the surgery; when the MD went in, the tumor had shrunk and the lymph glands were clean.
My mother and husband said when he came to them after surgery, he was so amazed and kept thinking of scans and x-rays earlier.
They knew a miracle had occurred. I truly do praise God for His love for me.
seeker: God is good, all the time!
kanzensakura: Amen
” When a woman ceases to alter the fashion of her hair, you guess that she has passed the crisis of her experience.” Mary Hunter Austin The Land of Little Rain,’The Basket Maker’.
“Now also when I am old and gray headed, O God, forsake me not; until I have shewed thy strength unto this generation, and thy power to every one that is to come.” Psalms 71:18
There is a gremlin in the system!
Did I ever share with you that I hate technology? I do! I blamed technology when the first sign of dark night of the soul surfaced. I am overcoming this aversion to technology by joining Facebook followed by WordPress. And I am making headways. I’m still here after over a year of blogging. That is a success on my part.
To prove that I can do it, I even moved to a dot-com to learn more what’s out there. It was a challenge and still is.
Today, the challenge is the reader. Going back to some post that I have neglected to read, I don’t see them. The reader’s last post was three days ago. Mind you, some of today’s read is visible. Where did it go?
I dread of contacting the support forum once again for I have numerous e-mail going back and forth. I must say they are very helpful.
Oh, the joys of technology.
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