MOST PEOPLE DON'T KNOW THIS

 

Recently someone requested, "Tell us something about yourself that no-one knows."

Okay. Most people don't know this but I eat like a caveman, with my fingers, standing up, and as though it's my last meal. I say "most people," but I should actually say, "No one knows this!" 

You're probably thinking, "How uncouth." 

 

Listen, I sit all day writing, in front of a computer, so standing is such a relief. 

 

"Okay, that's the excuse for why you stand. But why use your fingers and hands instead of utensils?" 

 

There's something earthy about that. I think it connects me to my caveman days. And then there's the matter of wastefulness. If I use utensils that means using dish soap and running water, that seems wasteful, so I can cut back on that simply using my hands. 

 

"Ah," so you say, "but then you have to wash your hands afterwards, and there you go, having to use soap and water anyway."

 

Sorry, but I've got that one licked, literally licked, after licking my fingers I use a paper towel. A little less wasteful than soap and water. Okay, so now you're disgusted with me and will never come to dinner. Excuse me do you think I would do this in front of you, did you forget, I'm a lady! A lady would do this only when no one was looking.

                                                    I FOUND OUT THAT...

 

I found out that if I eat potatoes, only potatoes and nothing but potatoes I can lower my cholesterol, stop the acid indigestion, get rid of my creaking, often painful knees, reverse hypoglycemia, diminish my potbelly that has people ask, "Are you pregnant?," along with a few other health issues, like even dropping 10 lbs. Yes, potatoes and nothing but potatoes. You're surprised right? You think it's crazy? You think I've lost my mind? You're saying, "There she goes again, another one of her outlandish ideas." But after hearing from several plant-based doctors and reading two books about potatoes, "The Potato Hack" and "The Starch Solution" and learning about the history of potatoes and that potatoes have sustained life in many countries for many centuries, and that potatoes contain all the vitamins and minerals a body needs to be nourished, I was awakened to the possibility that I could fulfill on my commitment to optimum health without struggling! I spent 7 years in a 12 step program FAA In Recovery with the same objective and came away pretty much the same though I did drop a few pounds. 

 

So after 2 hips replacements and a doctor saying, "You just might need knee replacements in a couple of years," and another doctor saying, "We should put you on meds, your cholesterol is much too high," I went out and bought 10 lbs of potatoes and signed up for Spudfit.com, a 30 day potato challenge. It's day five and I'm still alive and there's a little less of me!!  Onward and forward!

Dear Santa, Are you on your way to New York?

Dear Santa,

Here's what I want for Christmas. Now I know you're only Santa, and not God, but I'll tell you anyway: 

 

My sister would come down from heaven and she, her husband, my brother and his wife and of course I, would get together, and we'd probably be in my sister's kitchen. It really wouldn’t matter where we were, as long as we were all together, but knowing my sister, we'd be in her kitchen. She would be baking her famous cheesecake and we’d all watch and learn how to do it so that when she left to return to heaven, we could make it, in memory of her and share it with the world, the way she wanted to.

 

And the day would not be 24 hours long but would go on and on – and we’d laugh, and eat, and love one another, and tell funny stories from our lives and remember those who are in heaven.

A never-ending day filled with laughter, love, humor and cheesecake. 

Before she left we visited many restaurants and bakeries on the east side and brought samples, with the intention that the restaurant owners, the store keepers, and their taste buds would loudly declare, "This is amazing, so delicious, my clients will love it. Here's my order....

But New Yorkers have more cheesecake and diversity of cheesecake than their tummies have room for. And so...though they all asked for seconds!! while a smile crossed their face and their eyes lit up, no orders were placed. To drown our tears of disappointment, we went home, put up the kettle and called the family over to have a luxurious, creamy PIECE OF CHEESECAKE.

My Holiday Gift to the World

 Someone asked me: If you could go to every country on Christmas eve to deliver a special gift to all the people of the world, what would it be and how would you deliver it?

I would arrive in a space craft of unusual beauty, which would get the attention of all and have them look up in wonderment.  The craft would be playing glorious uplifting music, that touched the heart of each person, music characteristic of each nation, and when all have opened their heart we would announce in the language of each nation that we are have come to relieve humanity from all suffering.

On board the spacecraft would be Jesus Christ, Mohammed, Moses, Confuscious, Buddha and all the major spiritual leaders through out history. We would inform humanity that we come from a planet where we have finally found solutions to our differences and we live in peace, and flourish, thanks to the direct communication that each one of us has had with our spiritual leader and they too can have the same. 

We have discovered that fighting and suffering and disease has finally fulfilled its purpose, that humanity no longer needs such grief and sorrow to show how precious life is. At last, we got it!

NEW YORK, NEW YORK, WHAT A WONDERFUL TOWN

What makes New York so unique:

OUR WELCOMING SPIRIT

beautifying our buildings

beautifying our women

beautifying our streets

beautifying our store fronts

                 

beautifying our parks

                                         

8:00 a.m. Sunday Morning

Two girls waiting outside the St. James Theatre on West 44 Street, waiting to get tickets to see SOMETHING ROTTEN!  Only 4 more hours to go until the box office opens.  

The purpose of the board game MONOPOLY is to force the player into bankruptcy, the perfect game to play while waiting to see a play on Broadway whose tickets can cost as much as $147.00 each.  

They must have taken the "railway" to get there and "rented" the "property" they're sitting on, otherwise they would have had to "Go directly to jail." But, on the other hand, they might have been lucky and got "free parking" so they could sit outside the theatre for another 4 hrs. Now if one of them gets "4 houses" she can buy a "hotel" and they can stay the night!! Or just buy the old, historic theatre!

Girls, a word of warning: "Keep that 'Get out of jail free card' in your pocket, just in case the police arrive and give you any trouble!"

When was the last time you played the board game MONOPOLY?

A NEW YORK TREASURE

I was walking down 9th Avenue and 39th Street in Manhattan when a sweet smell caught my attention. I couldn't place it, it wasn't the aroma I'd expect from a restaurant or a pastry shop, it intrigued me so I followed it, which led me to... a carved wooden Indian, the symbol of a tobacco shop. It was the sweet sweet smell of cigars the had caught my attention. I discretely peaked into the shop that seemed off limits to me, a non-smoker. A row of men and one woman, sitting comfortably, lined one of the walls, 

their faces still visible behind a thin cloud of smoke, their mouths filled with stogies. It's probably the one place in New York where you can smoke indoors, other than in your home. On the other side of the shop was a glass case overflowing with... the treasure, hand made cigars. You could tell it was the neighborhood hang out, above the case of cigars, was a box of Entenmann's coffee cake, a coffee maker and a half filled pot of steaming coffee, and plastic containers filled to the brim with snacks. On the opposite wall was a television set and tonight was "the fight." These guys looked ready, and really happy, happy to have a home away from home to hang loose and commune. If there were an empty chair, I just might have joined them!

NYC Fine Cigars
506 9th Avenue

Manhattan

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