After the Brighthouse all out service debacle of this week, I decided I needed a new cell phone with a bigger screen and better browsing ability.  I went to Best Buy December 23rd and originally bought the LG Optimus Elite, similar to the LG Optimus V I currently have.  After consideration, I went back 3 hours later and traded the LG Optimus Elite for an HTC One V, which my computer dude says is a better phone.  It was just $20 more than the Elite. The HTC One has Android 4.0.  It is faster and easier to use.  It weighs about half what my old phone weighed (and about 3.5 pounds less than my first phone weighed LOL).  It is larger but about half the thickness of the last one.  I ordered a sturdy case to make it easier to hold.  I’m loving it for Facebook and texting.  The voice to text feature is excellent and very fast, alhough I do have to speak loudly into it.  I’ll have to practice answering the phone so that it does not disconnect the caller.  The keyboard is either a little big bigger or better spaced, I find it easier to type on.  I love it when the Universe forces me into upgrades in my life.  Most times upgrades that I never even considered seeking out.  My life rocks.

All my Brighthouse services went down December 23rd: cable, internet and phone.  I found out about midnight when I sat to work online and do my evening calls.   I followed and flagged down the Brighthouse truck I saw drive by my house and he came and looked my system.  He got internet and cable back up and I had to wait until Christmas Eve for phone, a new modem and cable box.  They came on time and connected those and left. Then I learned the laptop could not get a signal, so I made another call in.  Hours later, they came back out. The first tech couldn’t resolve it and he called another who did.  After I spent overnight trying to do my research over the small screen of my cell phone, it taught me to get a larger phone so I can surf the internet and actually read it.  So at 8:00 I run out to  Best Buy and I was out by 9:00am with my new HTC One V cell phone. Continue reading →

Note to self: when making photo images to go into a picture frame, measure the frame myself first. The space for the image for the 4 x 6’s actually measured 3.5 x 5.5. Arrrggghhh.  Only a man would measure and say 5.5 inches was 6. Just sayin.   Anyway, the result was the top of his head being cut off.  Ow. That’s what you get.

I bought the most beautiful bouquet of organic kale at Naturesmarket Healthfoods just now when I dropped off the January Horizons to them. This kale is so beautiful I almost don’t want to eat it. Almost. It’s going into the potato and smoked turkey soup…

This date, in a manger, just over 2,000 years ago, Mary was having far spaced contractions and Joseph was thinking, “this kid better have wings.”  Jake Jacowitz

Tell everyone you know: “My happiness depends on me, so you’re off the hook.” And then demonstrate it. Be happy, no matter what they’re doing. Practice feeling good, no matter what. And before you know it, you will not give anyone else responsibility for the way you feel – and then, you’ll love them all. Because the only reason you don’t love them, is because you’re using them as your excuse to not feel good.  ~Esther Hicks

The awkward moment when you get a message from someone asking about the relationship status of your mate.   Um, you know those long, late night phone calls  he has with Facebook friends? That’s when he needs to address that.  If he is who he says he is, you shouldn’t have anyone asking you those questions. And if he’s not, exit stage left.  Women are going to talk.  Women will contact each other and ask wuz up to get the real skinny.   Conscious men do not dishonor a woman by failure to disclose when asked.  Personally,  I don’t put relationship status on Facebook since I’m not looking to hook up with anyone.  I could say divorced or widowed and leave it at that, omitting the greater truth with a clean conscious.  However the truth is that until two days after this post, I’d been seeing someone and we shared an emotional involvement the past year.  We’re similar enough that we share good times daily and dissimilar enough that we know we’re not likely to ride off into the sunset together. But we’re together now.  It’s not a topic of conversation with us.  Women ask me about him all the time.  I say he’s the one to ask.  What I think and what he thinks may be two different things.  Our agreement is that as soon as the other has no further desire for emotional involvement, we say it right then and morph back to friendship.  Which is easy to do when everyone is honest and is who they proclaim to be.  Nothing is sexier than a man who’s honest.  Don’t deny attraction with other people, explore whatever you’re led to explore, but don’t deceive in order to interact with anyone.  That dishonors you and them.  You’re bigger than that.  We all are.  Update: Two days after writing this, my relationship ended.

Domino has a friend from out of state visiting two hours away.  She’d love to get together but is scheduled to work each day between now and the end of the year. She’s working extra hours because she’s savings $$ for something she wants in January.  Each day her friend asks her when they are getting together.  Domino won’t tell him she’s working each day, she just says she’ll be disappointed if they don’t get to connect.   She tells me that if it’s meant to be, it will happen.  I kinda think part of that “if it’s meant to be” is letting her friend know her schedule so he can decide whether he can drive to her for morning coffee rather than thinking she’s just blowing him off.  Disappointed is what her friend will be when he learns she knew her schedule when he first asked.  I don’t like to leave people hanging. That’s why it’s always easy for me to say a quick no when it has to be a no.

Good news from tax accountant, I don’t need to make the December IRS payment because my income was cut in half from last year.  Really?  Shouldn’t I be squeaking then? Apparently everything else in my life accomodated and made it all work out because I’m living the same happy life. I haven’t looked at my profit and loss statements for years because I know the numbers don’t mean a thang.  My being happy is what counts. What do the numbers matter if I’m happy and have more than enough either way?