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I'm new to blogging and just found this site about two weeks ago. I had never written or even read a blog, but had in mind that it was just more or less people's personal opinions on the latest news, the state of the world and the effects on their lives.
I did think there would be differing opinions. There is no way we can all agree on everything, which to me is the purpose of blogging. You read what interests you and what you agree with, you leave a vote or a comment.
If you find an article you don't agree with, and want to read it anyway, then don't vote if you don't like or agree with it. Even if you want to leave a desenting opinion, it should be respectful and should be received that way. Wouldn't it be a horrible world if we all agreed on everything? There would be no reason to blog, or really, even to report the news. It would be pretty boring.
Should a blog site only cater to the people who see things one way, and keep everyone else out? That sounds pretty boring to me also. We can all enjoy a good difference of opinion and the comments do make the blog more interesting and more popular and draws many more readers. ---------So, if we can just keep the comments coming and discuss the differing opinions, look how long the post would work for us, and never need to be edited or deleted or the comment deleted and the differing people, blogs and opinions, which I thought was supposed to be the reasoning behind blogging, would continue to work as it should. The site would continue to grow, instead of collapsing everytime there is a big difference of opinion and everyone gets their feelings hurt, or starts taking sides and attacking each written word they don't agree with.
I just started my blog and intend to just kind of sit back and see what it's all about and who I admire enough to read and who I would just as soon pass on, and then decide what I really want to say. From what I see, there are very few that are actually involved in all this turmoil, but they are drawing all the attention for all the wrong reasons. The rest are still writing their blogs and going about their business and hoping the turmoil soon dies down so they can see some of their really well written posts have a chance to be on the front page again and to be read by the people coming to this site for that reason.
I intend to stick around awhile, maybe make a few friends and learn a little about true blogging, not about what happens at recess when all the kids are turned out to play and lacking supervision. So, blast away. I will answer what I care to and ignore the rest.
Trish
I had a strange visitor from outer space a few days ago. He must have come straight from the moon. I couldn't get him to land on a pretty background, but I had to snap a picture anyway.
The Luna Moth is a beauiful creature, with a wingspan between four and five inches. They are a pale green with a faint purple outline and their bodies are white.
The Luna Moth caterpillar is in the silkworm family. The Moths usually fly at night. They are really beautiful and strange looking.
Hope you enjoy and I'll be back soon with a post.
Trish
I have learned so much in the last sixty-seven years. I know so much more and could do things so much better than when I was young. I have learned to enjoy life and not take it for granted. My only problem is, I can't seem to convince my decrepit body that I can do things so much better or enjoy them more.
I love to garden, and I'm good at it. It's just difficult to do when your knees won't bend, or when you get down, it's a struggle to get back on your feet. That does have the tendancy to take the fun out of it.
And the sun. I used to stay out in the sun most of the day and come in looking like a lobster, but still feeling good. Now, I can walk out into the sun and in ten minutes, I've got to get back to the air-conditioning or be flat on my face.
Now, I know I haven't really got a lot to complain about. My body still works, I can use both arms and legs, I still have my hearing and my sight; and the most important thing, I think I still have my mind.
I envy the youngsters of today when I see how they can master the computer, Internet, Ipods, Smart Phones and a never ending list of technology. We never had television until I was ten years old, but a computer? It's still magic to me. I got my first computer when the Commodore 20 came out and loved it. I'm sure a few of you remember the limitations for the Commodore, but I was enchanted!
I'm still very tech challanged, but I don't do too bad for an old lady. I have always managed to teach myself to do anything I made up my mind I wanted to do.
Compared to the first computer---there is no compariso!. I have a little laptop with a lighted keyboard and if I want to turn the lights out and go to bed and write, I can do so. It's amazing.
I decided seven months ago, I wanted to write. Having never even written a letter that was interesting enough to read, it was a challange. In the first month, I sat at my computer and wrote two complete novels. I'm still editing.
Then I found a couple of writing sites. Since then, I've really been hooked.
I can't complain too much about old age, because I can always find something entertaining to do. I have done about everything in my life. I married fifty years ago, have three children, four grandchildren and four great-grandchildren.
I have tried about every hobby in the world. I worked as a florist for twenty-seven years, ran a ceramic shop, spent a few years fasinated by Lapidary. I cut and polished rocks, made cabochons and jewelry. I've bred and raised Yorkies and they still have a hold on my heart.
Now, it's totally writing. I even started a blog last week. My first one.I don't know if anyone out there is interested in anything I have to say---more or less just thinking out loud and musing over all the good, bad and horrible experiences in my life. I have only one real fear in my life right now. The fear that I shall soon be alone after fifty years.
I know it is inevitable, but something I am not ready for. My husband is in the hospital now and ready to give up. Maybe it is this way, because I can survive. The thought of him trying to do all the things I have done through our lifes is terrifying. He has left too much of life up to me, and now does not seem to be able to grow with the times. He could always take a tractor or bulldozer apart and put it back together and it would run perfectly. I cannot teach him how to push the right button on the remote control. He doesn't care to know what we owe, or who we owe. Who would pay the bills if he were left behind? I regret taking over for all these years and not forcing him to share the knowledge of everyday responsibilities. It's not that he's isn't a brilliant man, he just didn't think it was necessary, as long as he contributed his money and his labor and kept everything repaired and the yard groomed and the vehicles running, for him to be bothered with writing checks, knowing when insurance is due or shopping for groceries.
I wonder how many other long term couples make this mistake.
With years, come wisdom, but the problem is, it's too late to use most of that wisdom. There are so many things I would do differently with my life, if you could just have do-overs.
I have learned to do so many different things that I will never get bored. I no longer have the strength to do the work I used to outside, but I have my crafts and my computer. I still have my paints and I would still like to learn more about photography some year.
My husband never developed any hobbies. Hard work has always been his hobby and I am really concerned what he will do now that he can no longer cut wood, trim brush, move rocks, work on vehicles or even swing the weedeater. I have tryed for years to get him to take up a hobby that wouldn't be so tiring, but he's a man. He's stubborn. The only thing he ever really did for fun is fish, and I can't even get him interested in that anymore.
I realize I'm just rambling and that this is probably of no interest to anyone but me, but if I could just make one of you younger readers realize that you must do things while you are still able. Don't wait until you're old to travel. See everything you can now. Try everything. Don't limit yourselves. Everything I have ever done is self taught, from the computer to painting to rock polishing. I'm not at strong or as limber as I used to be, but there are still so many things I want to try while I'm still here.
You have to find something to occupy your minds when you are older, besides eating and watching television. I still don't like to turn off my computer to go to bed. There are not enough hours in the day to do all I would like to do and am still able to do.
Since I have started writing, no one who reads my stories think, that's pretty good for an old woman. They actually enjoy my stories, even the young readers.
As Obama says: "Yes, we can." But only if you make the effort to stay active and keep your mind alert and never stop learning and never stop dreaming.
Okay, that's enough for now. Just take it from this old woman, it's up to you whether you stay productive into old age, or sit around feeling sorry for yourself for the things you can no longer do. There is always something you could enjoy doing.
Hello to all my fellow Orblers here in Orble land. I have just taken over an inactive doman, so we are joining forces. I will continue to write under my two blogs, but also hope to come up with posts for the Green Edition thar are as attractive and interesting as my predecesor. That may be difficult, because they are all very good posts.
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It's getting late and time for the Night Owl. The television is off and it's quiet, just the way I like it---just me and my computer. I love being home, but today I had to be gone all day. Don't know what was on the news, I'm just sure most of it was depressing.
Michael Jackson's face is all I saw on the tube tonight, before I turned it off. Another celebrity brought down by prescription drugs. How many more will we have to lose before something is done about the number of doctors who are no better than drug dealers?
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What can i say about Orble? It's a magic place, just what I was searching for. I think I have found my niche. Only four days on here and I was planning on staying for the duration. I have friends here and I do feel like I have a lot to say. [ Click here to read more ]
Sad news today. Farrah Fawcett succumbs to cancer at age sixty-two. Ryan O'Neal leaves Farrah's bedside with the simple statement, "She's gone She now belongs to the ages" After announcing they were to be married, Ryan was at Farrah's bedside as she died. They had been long time companions, but never married. Farrah passed at 9:28 this morning after two weeks in the hospital. [ Click here to read more ]
I'm Pepper and I have plenty to say. I'm Top Dog in this household and I keep things running smooth here. I have a big complaint. When us kids get sick, Mom and Pops take us to the Vet and he fixes us right up, we come home and everything is fine again. We always get the best of everything...Pops has been sick for six years and then his doctors just tell him, "We'll schedule all these expensive tests over and over," everytime he comes in then they all say, "I don't know what's wrong. I'll schedule some more tests." [ Click here to read more ]
I've set up my blog, now it's ready for content. Content will be mostly my opinions on various topics important to me and to many other Seniors going through the same trials and tribulations I am. You all have your opinions, so jump in anytime with what you would like to say. I welcome differing opinions. [ Click here to read more ]
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Comment by Tricia Benet
on Shake Like A Jelly
The Night Owl
Yorkie Yappers
I have actually only felt one small earthquake in my life and that was prbobably 45 years ago in Indiana. I was driving car down a gravel road and all of a sudden, the car stated bouncing and bounced clear across the small gravel road. I knew I hadn't been traveling that fast....gravel roads will do that to you if you hit them too fast.
When I got home, I heard about the earthquake and knew the exact moment it had hit.
Great tale, Bob