The Best Summer Of My Life

It was the year before the “summer of love” and two years before Woodstock. 

The summer of 67, I was 16.  You probably don’t even remember the TV show Malibu U, as it was short-lived.  It was hosted by Ricky Nelson, who, in my opinion was a musical genius.  Don’t laugh, he has some very musically sophisticated stylings in Garden Party.

Remember Teen Magazine?  It was around a long time.  I had been into the teenage type magazines since I was 12 years old. Because I am a baby boomer, there were many.  Teen Magazine held a contest to write in 25 words or less why you wanted a trip to California to Malibu U.  You won’t believe what happened next, I was a winner with my poem, (embarrassment), “Life around here is a drag, and eyelids are beginning to sag, but they won’t anymore, it’s true, ‘cause we’re headed to Malibu U.”  Not quite Robert Frost, but a 16-year-old brain.  There were 10 winners from around the country.

My straight-laced Baptist mother did NOT want me to go!  She had several conversations with the chaperones, the sponsors, etc., and finally allowed me to go. 

This was the first airplane ride I had ever been on.  I remember walking out of the tarmac to board the Texas International flight to Los Angeles.  I was met at the airport by a chaperone and we got in a limo to our cute little yellow house with white trim on Balboa Island.  10 won, but only 8 girls around my age came on the trip.  I remember one from New York City, Colorado, Nebraska, Chicago, Oklahoma.  They tried to pair me up with the girl from Oklahoma, but she was SO COUNTRY!  I preferred the cool girls from New York and Colorado.  The Chicago girl was a tough girl.  The girl from Nebraska was older, 19.  Her family entered contests all the time.

Balboa Island was charming.  The houses were all pastel.  They gave us a cute bag with flowers on it and inside was a swimsuit, flip flops and some other items.  We got to go shopping in the quaint stores on Balboa and went swimming.  I purchased some jeans that were a pastel peach color.  I loved them!  I remember the seaweed was a bit much but managed to swim over it to the floating pier in the middle of a bay.  They took us out to eat at a trendy restaurant for Mexican food. 

The next day we had a makeover session and they gave us makeup.  Then we got to go to Malibu beach and meet Ricky Nelson.  I was disappointed with Ricky Nelson.  I love his music still and he was very talented in his song writing.  Garden Party, as mentioned before, is a favorite.  The reason I was disappointed is because he was short and had a sunburn on his nose that was peeling.  I guess they could cover that up for television.  It was nice to meet him, though.  After Ricky, we went to a beautiful Malibu beach house of the owner of Teen Magazine.  They had his son and some other cute boys there, to entertain us, no doubt.  With the boys help, we tried surfing.  They also had a pool table and a ping pong table.  Surfing is harder than it looks.  Lots of fun!  Then that night we took a limo to Sunset Strip, where we went to a club you might have heard of, Whiskey A Go Go… yes, my mother’s worst fears were realized that night.  Our chaperones kept a watchful eye and several sailors in their white uniforms and sailor hats asked me to dance.  The chaperone only let me dance one dance with each one.  Eric Burdon and The Animals were playing, and we got to meet them!  After, in the limo, there were hippies outside and the Chicago girl invited them to get in the limo.  Uh oh!  The tall red-headed male chaperone came unglued.  The guys would not get out, so the chaperone threatened them with bodily injury.  They got out.

The next day we went to another trendy L.A. spot for brunch.  It was great with a outside dining and grape vines growing, very picturesque.  I had a chicken crepe dish that had grapes in it, and I don’t know what it is called.  Being mostly from small town Texas, I had never had anything like that before.  Yes, I was sheltered.  I learned that day that older people liked to drink wine and linger at trendy restaurants.  I sat by a very interesting older lady who was an artist and loved all things arty, so did I!

During the time we were there, “Light My Fire,” by the Doors was always on the radio.  It had not yet made it to Texas but was playing shortly after.  Loved it from the moment I first heard it!

The next day we visited Universal Studios where we got to meet Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass, who were recording that day.  Then we went to Disneyland.  We rode the usual rides and when it was evening, a rock group was playing live, and I met two cute boys.  They were tanned and looked like surfers wearing the tight striped shirts that were in fashion at the time, and I think they were disappointed when they found out I was from Dallas.  I always was blond and might have looked like a surfer girl to them.  They were there from Houston.  Oh, well.

Those were the highlights of the trip.  Later in life, when I was in my hippie days, my mother blamed that California trip for my hippie ways.  No, it was just the times we lived in.

When I got back home, I was asked to come to be interviewed by Ron Chapman on Sump’n Else, a teen dance show in Dallas similar to American Bandstand. (Don’t you miss Dick Clark?)  I was so shy that I did not tell him any of the fun stuff I just wrote here.  In those days I was so shy and reserved, except with people I knew well, that it was surprising I went on TV at all.  Plus, I was self-conscious of my braces, a mouth full of metal.  I have been on TV several times since and hopefully I did a better job of it, than at age 16.

How I Started Living After Retirement

…Or How I WANT To Live After Retirement

A blog about earning a living…

I feel bad that I spent my life not being happy with what I was doing for a living. I am sure many of you do. I simply could not stand living in mediocrity, and that’s exactly what I was doing. I simply could not stand working for someone else. I knew I would be my best boss.
So, I tried. I went the MLM route, many, many times. Eleven I can think of, maybe more. Maybe one does not count because I helped my mother? Maybe another does not count because I helped my husband? I helped him find other women, but that is another story, and I am a trusting soul.

 

Being a creative soul, as well, in my 20’s I made things and sold them. I made leather goods. Roach clips with fancy leather things hanging from them, leather bracelets with studs, leather necklaces with studs, braided leather belts, etc. I did some tooled things, as well. I made them and my significant other at the time sold them. We did well. I also made macramé wall hangings. Some were very elaborate and large. One was purchased by a hotel in Phoenix. I loved it!
My significant other at the time had a father in the trucking business. We got inner tubes from the tires, patched them up, aired them up and sold them for floating down the Salt River near Phoenix. Then we went to the outdoor flea markets and sold whatever. I would go to garage sales and purchase and sell at the flea market. You had to get up early to sell at the flea market. It was in a horseshoe shape and you parked at the stalls, which were provided with electricity. It was a great set up! Unlike some flea markets I have been to in other places.
In my 30’s I grew up, quit smoking pot, got religion and got down to working for a living. Still I missed my artistic endeavors. Oh, I had paying jobs in my 20s, where I paid my Social Security, too, but I jumped around.
I had some good jobs. I got a drafting job which I loved and never even had a drafting class! I got the job because they had me sit in a room and draw a diagram, giving me a few tools to do it with. Easy, I thought. I just drew it exactly like it was. Even though I was given no instructions beforehand, just draw it. These were the days right before CAD (computer aided drafting) was introduced and everything was done by hand. Did I mention I was left handed and one of the tools I used was only for right handed people? I don’t remember what it was called, but it was a contraption that went across the desk and had all kinds of fonts and numbers on long bars.  I did it! However, I was laid off from that job due to CAD and being bought by another company.  Life is like that.
Other jobs followed. I am well rounded.
Then the entrepreneurship started again. I went back to garage sales and this time it was in the antique world. I was on eBay and doing well part time… until 2008.  The crash not only divested us of our savings but also effected our eBay business!  It was fun while it lasted. Before that I shared space with other antique dealers in retail stores. Never made a lot but got by and loved it!
Then in the last days of my various careers, I was an Executive Assistant. I was creative in getting that position with no experience. I did very well at it and I am glad it is over. It is a very stressful (for me) position to have if you are not suited for it. I did it well but was unhappy for the most part.
It ended the year that stress sent me to the hospital twice. One time we thought I was having a stroke. That is also another story for another time. No stroke just extreme stress. Maybe some would call it a nervous breakdown?
So here I am 5 years later, stress free (somewhat) wondering what to do with myself. I make beaded jewelry, but I quickly learned that doesn’t make a lot of money. I want to try some other crafts, but I don’t have space. I thought I would try my hand at writing.
So, this is it. My inaugural announcement that I am becoming a writer.  Well, since I have completed several postings before this, maybe I am already a writer!
First installment. Are you ready for more?

GET MOVING! (she says to herself or no one in particular)

Oh, I have been depressed.  Retirement is not a lot of fun, especially if your significant other is not retired.

So I have been thinking… I want to craft, can’t get motivated.  I want to do some artwork, can’t get any inspiration… I need to join more groups.  Ah ha!

Today I went to a Women of Worth breakfast.  A friend drove me… (yes, I do have friends).  I made a new friend.  Now I am looking forward to new possibilities of getting to know a new person in my life.

I walk, on the treadmill.  It is too hot here!  Perhaps that is part of the depression.  104 in Texas in August, surprise, surprise!

I don’t like getting older.  I don’t like gaining weight.  Am I in denial?  I don’t eat a lot!  Really.  Well, here is what it is.  You start gaining about 10 pounds a year after age 40 and unless you nip it in the bud, you keep gaining.

I enjoy cooking.  I enjoy eating!  I use butter.  Otherwise, I eat and cook healthy.  A little butter never hurt anyone.  BUT (the denial thing) I DON’T EAT A LOT!  More exercise could be the key.  And I really don’t eat a lot.

Stuck.  Waiting.  Waiting on hubby to be off on the weekends.  Waiting on motivation.  Waiting on the creative spark.  Waiting on hubby to retire… then life can begin.

I am sure this will pass.

I just looked at my blog post, 2018 Plans.  What has happened?  I am learning.  I am reading.  I am now reading The Beck Diet Solution.  It is cognitive behavior therapy.  I have high hopes.  Maybe I have been in denial.  I will write down everything that goes in my mouth.  The object is to think like a thin person.  A thing person does not worry if they will get hungry later.  They know if they do, they can get something to eat.  A thin person does not think about food at all.  Makes sense.  I want to get to that point, so I am studying closely.  I will report if it works.  I will blog more, especially about my Beck experience.  If I happen to have creative inspiration, I will share that, as well.

Life Can Begin At 60

You can be depressed after retirement, but that’s no fun.

What to do?

1. Don’t think you are old, not even a minute!
2. Get off your tuckus!  Keep moving.  I am talking about exercise.
3. Create new interests.  Always wanted to draw?  Take a class or simply pick up a pencil and paper.
4. Read new books.  Then have conversations.  Join a book club!
5. Look your best.  Women, do your hair and makeup, even if you are staying inside.  Men shave and trim your nose hair!  If you have a beard, keep it neat.
6. Get involved.  Volunteer at your favorite charitable organization or your church.  They can always use a hand.
7. Talk to people.  Get to know your grocery checker and bagger.  Talk when standing in line anywhere.  (I would recommend noticing if they WANT to be talked to, first, however.)
8. Get with friends weekly.  Have a meal, play games.
9. Have a sense of humor and be able to laugh at yourself.
10. Travel if you can.  Get out of the house, anyway.
11. Add your own here…

What not to do?

1. Dwell on your health.
2. Talk about your health.
3. Be boring.  No one wants to hear endless stories about your grand kids, unless they are like the ones on Little Big Shots.  That even goes so far.
4. Don’t argue with your partner.  Agree, nod your head, respond positively.  This will pay off immensely in ways you never dreamed… wink, wink.
5. I am sure there are more, but these are the biggest ones I can think of.  Fill in your own here…

 

Retirement And Lack Of Motivation

Plans have not exactly happened as I would like this year.

I find I am not motivated for much.  All my life I wanted to do art work, now I have a room for that.. and time… and don’t do anything.  I made jewelry last year and tried to sell it.  People love it, but don’t buy.  It is not even expensive.  It is just not what is selling right now.  I have sold to family and friends and about 8 pieces on Etsy.

Then I purchased a Cricut with our money we got for equity in our home to do some updates.  It sits.  I have done some stuff and cannot get motivated to do more.  I had plans to make some money from it too…  there is a bit of a learning curve to it and the cost of materials.

I had surgery last year, a serious condition.  I had an adrenal gland removed.  It had a tumor, not cancerous, but caused a lot of havoc in my body systems.  I gained weight, 30 pounds and have not lost it.  Oh, I do try.  I drink water all day and eat healthy.  I don’t exercise a lot. AND I have lower back pain that keeps me from doing some things.

How do I motivate myself?  I want to do art, crafting and exercise, but don’t.  I cook and do laundry and pick up around the house, that is about it.

I have a spiritual life and a great church “family,” but I am in this blue funk. So I am just complaining here.  No one likes a complainer.

I was active on Facebook, connecting with old high school friends.  Now it is all about politics.  I am sick of that.  I am also on Sparkpeople teams, a website for people into health and weight loss.  I find that the teams are not so active.  I lead one.  It IS active, due to my leadership.

So, I have discovered that I can lead.  What do I do with it?  How do I motivate myself?

The blog is Changing Vistas… it needs to change.

 

2018 Plans

via 2018, What I Plan

2018, What I Plan

Let’s see if it happens in 2018.

2017 has been an upheaval year, personally and nationally.  We all know what is happening here in America.  Personally, I am dealing with elderly in-laws and health issues.  Nothing can be done about the in-laws, so I will work on myself.

I am starting an online book club, reading a book a month on anti-aging.  I hope to develop a healthy lifestyle permanently.  I have been off an on about this most of my life.  My dear husband is no help at all.  He will say, “don’t cook tonight, let’s order pizza.”  or will bring home a bag of candy and put it out on the counter in plain sight, same with potato chips.  To get him on board with the healthy lifestyle would be helpful.

What are my issues?  Well I got off of diabetes medication, even insulin, after losing weight.  This year I had an adrenal tumor removed and gained all the weight back.  The adrenal tumor might have been there a long time and the entire gland has been removed.  What do tumors in the adrenal glands cause?  High blood pressure mainly, which I have had for 40 years.  Plus due to the high blood pressure, I now have diminished kidney function.  In addition, I have a herniated disc in my lower back causing pain.  Enough!  If I don’t lose the weight, I will have to be back on diabetes medication.  That should be incentive enough.  I still have to take blood pressure medication too, although a lot less.  Last, but not least, I have heart issues, a stent and atrial fibrillation.

I am 67 years old and am foolish enough to actually believe I can regain health by these steps,

1. Eating healthy
2. Exercising daily
3. Keeping my mind active
4. Having a spiritual life

Sounds simple, right?  Not so simple.  The book club might help.

I hope to get one of those “new fangled” fast cookers.  I am the queen of fast cooking and when I do cook, it is healthy.  I am not so good on exercise.  We have a treadmill, but our home is in upheaval right now because we are getting new flooring soon and the treadmill is not easy to get to.  I find it hard to stay on if I can’t watch TV while I am walking (it is boring), so that will have to be arranged, also.  keeping my mind active is no problem by playing word games, time management games and reading.  I am also in another book club and we meet at each other’s homes once a month.

Spiritually, I am good.  I believe in God and Jesus.  I pray.  I attend church, non-denominational.

So I am optimistic about 2018.  I will work on my dear husband.  Any suggestions to getting him to adhere to a healthy lifestyle?  He does not have my issues, but could lose some weight!

Other things I plan to do in 2018,

1. Start a business making personalized gifts for bridal parties, occasions, etc.
2. Cut my Facebook time to once a week.
3. Cut the game playing, the word games and time management games are draining my time that I could use to exercise, read, plan, make things, etc.
4. Make new friends.  We could all use more interesting people in our lives, right?

At writing this, I don’t think it is a tall order.  It might be different in reality.  At the very least just trying is something good.  Taking that one step is the biggest obstacle.  I will take it and update my progress.

I will still post my opinions on various subjects, but health will be my main focus.

 

 

How Your “Churchianity” Turns People Off

There is a difference between Christianity and “church”-ianity.  I am not talking about MY particular church, of course, they are a loving, caring group!  

A true Christian shines love to all and the Holy Spirit shines through.  They don’t tell people what they are doing wrong, but dismiss that and show love through their actions toward that person. 

A church person condemns, judges and thinks you should act and be a certain way if you are a Christian.  Did Jesus teach that?  No.  He showed love.  He did not judge, He did not condemn. 

The majority of Americans today are unchurched and do not have a Biblical understanding of God and Jesus.  Yet, they believe Jesus would make a difference in their lives and would like an honest discussion about spiritual matters.   They want it to be real without all the hype. 

Some examples today.  When I was asked in church, “How are you?”  I said, “I am great!”  It was just your everyday pleasantries.  A church friend pulled me aside and told me that when someone asks, “How are you?” that you should always say, “I am blessed and highly favored.”  Church-ianity.  If I said that to an unsaved person, they would think, “Uh, oh, it’s one of those crazy Christians.  How can I escape?”  They would be turned off.  When you first meet someone, you don’t know if they are saved or not.   I let what that person said to me roll off my back. 

Always referencing Jesus at work is not a good idea nowadays.  People are there to work.  But in the private break room, when you are talking one on one, that might the time to talk about Jesus, but it also might not.  If you are rejected, shut up and don’t bring it up again.  Let your life be your witness in that case.  There is a department called Human Resources, and they study laws about the workplace.  You don’t want to get fired. If you wear your cross at work, act like a Christian would act, but don’t come in with a Bible under one arm and listening to Praise and Worship loudly at your desk.  This could get you fired and it could turn others off.  Do your work; exist quietly.  “And that ye study to be quiet, and to do your own business, and to work with your own hands, as we commanded you” 1 Thessalonians 4:11 

Now it is appropriate to ask people if they know Jesus, or want to have a relationship with Jesus, but watch the time and place.   Again, use your common sense.  If they are walking down the street minding their own business and at a fast clip, then they probably don’t have time to talk to you.  If they are at an outdoor event and engaged in listening to the music or whatever, that is not the time to approach them.  However, if a person is standing alone at the edge of things, looking downcast, that is the appropriate time to engage them in conversation and bring that around to Jesus.  You get the gist of this, right?  We are not all Todd White… look him up on YouTube.  He is this radical Christian young man with long dreadlocks.  He can get away with stuff that the rest of us can’t.  If I, as a white-haired lady went into a crowd of young people doing what Todd White does, I would be totally ineffective.  They MIGHT love me, but it is doubtful.  Choose your realm. 

Having an Ichthys (IK-thus), you know, the fish symbol, or a cross, or a Christian message on the back of your car while you are having road rage (or showing your middle finger) is not a good idea either. 

As a Christian, be aware of your life and your message, spoken and unspoken.  Yes, we are all human and have our moments, but as Christians we are commanded to be in the world but not OF the world. 

¹⁹ For though I am free with respect to all, I have made myself a slave to all, so that I might win more of them. ²⁰ To the Jews I became as a Jew, in order to win Jews. To those under the law I became as one under the law (though I myself am not under the law) so that I might win those under the law. ²¹ To those outside the law I became as one outside the law (though I am not free from God’s law but am under Christ’s law) so that I might win those outside the law. ²² To the weak I became weak, so that I might win the weak. I have become all things to all people, that I might by all means save some. ²³ I do it all for the sake of the gospel, so that I may share in its blessings.  1 Corinthians 9:19-23 

Instead of overwhelming people with your Christianity, woo them gently.  You may believe in creation, but someone else might be talking about evolution, and really believe it.  Don’t contradict them.  Just smile and be silent.  It annoys people to be contradicted in their very strong beliefs and doesn’t help our Christianity cause.  Don’t criticize atheists, Muslims, Mormons, gays, whoever.  If you do this on Facebook or other Social Media, they will know you are a hypocrite and will never come to know the Lord as Savior.  You will be a hindrance.  Love them.  Christ would.  

Don’t constantly tell people in the world, “I’ll pray for you.”  I am guilty of this.  I just want to pray for everyone.  Many will appreciate it, some will be annoyed.  Tell your Christian friends.  Most of the time on a Facebook post, I will say, “Our thoughts and prayers are with you.”  This would not offend most people.  Live your life in LOVE like Christ did.  Church has hurt many people, so don’t show the world your CHURCH show them your CHRIST.   

I have read rants and articles by people who have left church because of people and how they act in church and out of church.  So be real.  I also know people who left church because they were abused by “church”-ianity and are now totally turned off to Christianity.  I pray for them in private. 

By the way, you can like all music and still be a Christian (except the Satanic music, which can bring something into your life you don’t want!).  You can enjoy television and still be a Christian, you can wear whatever you want (just be covered) and still be a Christian.  You can read romance novels and still be a Christian.  You can be a Democrat and still be a Christian.  You can be a Republican and still be a Christian.  Be in the world but not of the world…  Just be a real person. 

Again, common sense should rule.  As Christians, we should not let demonic things into our lives.  Watching something demonic can bring something you don’t want into your life.  If a non-Christian watches it, the demonic doesn’t affect them like it does us.  Oh, they have demonic influence, but for us, it is worse, because we KNOW about it.  They are ignorant of it. 

So how do you win those who have been turned off by you?  Quit.  Just pray that someone else can get through to them or that Jesus will reveal Himself to them.  Maybe in the future, you can gently bring it up again. 

So use discernment and common sense.  The Lord gave you this.  Have your beliefs and practice them in private, but in public, have your beliefs, but tread cautiously.  Remember I Corinthians 9:19-23 (above) 

Here are common things said in “church”-ianity that turn off people to Christianity.  Quotes are what the one you are speaking to might be thinking.

1.       Everything happens for a reason

a.       “My dad just died, I don’t want to hear this!”

2.       God needed another angel

a.       Angels are separate beings from humans, and how many times can I hear this and not throw up?

3.       God never gives us more than we can handle

a.       Actually, life can bring us more than we can handle.  Some people have stuff piled on top of stuff and they do break…  How do you explain suicide?

4.       There but for the grace of God, go I

a.       (Wrong, wrong, wrong!)  “I guess God does pick and choose who He is going to favor more than others.”  (Grace is for all.)

5.       I must be living right.

a.       Example:  you might say this when you get a good parking spot at the grocery store.  When you are saying and thinking this, what does that do for the handicapped person who cannot get a handicap parking space because they are all taken up?

6.       Love the sinner, hate the sin.

a.       It should just be Love. (Period)

7.       It’s okay to judge.

a.       Seems like it’s ok to judge nowadays, on Facebook, in Christian blogs, etc.  It’s ok to love the sinner and hate the sin, right, so it must be ok.  Oh, wait a minute, let me get this log out of my eye.

8.       Because the Bible tells me so.

a.       “I’m sorry, I drifted off, what was it you were telling me about the Bible to prove a fact?”

9.       Have you heard about Jesus?

a.       “Seriously???!!!”

10.   There are no atheists in foxholes.

a.       “I am just trying to stay alive and not soil my pants.”  “There are atheists in church and you are telling me there are no atheists in foxholes?” 

You get the drift. 

Of course, with our Christian friends, we are free, which I love.  I love my Christian friends and I PRAY FOR YOU!

We Can Learn A Lot From A Box Of Crayons

I don’t want to be called white any more.  I am most assuredly not the color white, maybe sorta’ pinkish. I don’t wish to be called Caucasian either, because my ancestors were not from that region near the Black Sea and southeastern Russia.  For that matter, don’t call me European-American, where my ancestors originated.  I am simply American.  My ancestors kind of had a role in making me what I am.  I have chosen my own destiny and God has given me free will. 

Thinking about the children’s song, “Jesus Loves the Little Children,” made me realize that it is a song that is not politically correct.  “Red and yellow, black and white, they are precious in His sight.”  No longer politically correct or literally correct.  Red has been wrong a long time in referring to the Natives of the Americas.  Yellow for Asians, black for people originating in Africa and White, well, European and Northern climates.   

If God did some experimenting after he created Adam out of the dirt, well, these designations might make a little sense if the Asians originated at the yellow river area of China and Natives of America originated in the Arizona, Utah, New Mexico part of America.  That doesn’t make sense either, because Adam would be considered a brown man (maybe he was sand colored like the Middle East?) and the dirt in Africa is decidedly not black.  There is some black dirt here in Texas, however!  …But, I digress.  No one knows, of course, where “Eden” was exactly or what “color” Adam was and does it really matter?  (Yes I believe we were created by God, however that happened.)   

Why do we have to have “race” designations, anyway?  Aren’t we all a mixed bag, so to speak?  There are few, if any, people who have their DNA results to come from one place and one place only on the world map.  

Maybe if we went by shade designations, according to the box of crayons, there would be no more profiling.  On the other hand, it could go something like this, Browns commit more crimes of murder than Copper colors.  Sepias are more prone to get speeding tickets and Peaches do more drug crimes, etc.  This might not be a good thing.  Why are there statistics on race at all?

Give the police a shade chart to mark for skin tone.  Heck, a report said that the Texas Department of Public Safety incorrectly marked race most of the time, anyway!  Maybe they did not want to be accused of racial profiling?  Maybe a shade chart would help if they are having trouble identifying race.  Over the radio, the dispatcher could say a Mahogany color man with brown shoulder length hair was seen fleeing the 7- Eleven that had just been robbed at knife point.  He was wearing… you get the drift.  We have hair color down pretty well, already, right, and eye color?  It seems to be skin color that is causing the problems. 

We all bleed red.  

Back to crayons… they sit in the box, all colors, side by side, other colors not bothering them.  Yet they are each beautiful.  Just like people, whatever shade, we are all beautiful.  Now I have discovered that just like political correctness, the crayon box has changed a lot since I was a child.  There is no longer a “flesh” tone or a “nude”.  In fact, not one color comes close to my particular skin shade of color.  I guess I would be a mix of white and apricot.  So for the shade chart, we may have to mix some colors and come out with a new chart.

 

Let’s do away with race descriptions and become shades.  We are the human race and I am a peachy white color human American.

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Obviously, I never did a blog here.  What had transpired since this date is health issues, which are getting better.  I had surgery in July, 2017 to remove an adrenal gland.  Now that is an experience!  If you have high blood pressure that is not controlled, you might want to have your aldosterone levels checked.  It might take you on a journey, but it might be worth the trip.