Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Doctors Weigh In on the Healthcare Scare


If you are following the debate about health care, you might find the AMA views below interesting:

The American Medical Association has weighed in on Obama's new healthcare package. The Allergists were in favor of scratching it, but the Dermatologists advised not to make any rash moves. The Gastroenterologists had sort of a gut feeling about it, but the Neurologists thought the Administration had a lot of nerve. Meanwhile, Obstetricians felt certain everyone was laboring under a misconception, while the Ophthalmologists considered the idea shortsighted.

Pathologists yelled, "Over my dead body!", while the Pediatricians said, "Oh, grow up!" The Psychiatrists thought the whole idea was madness, while the Radiologists could see right through it. Surgeons decided to wash their hands of the whole thing, and the Internists claimed it would indeed be a bitter pill to swallow. The Plastic Surgeons opined that this proposal would "put a whole new face on the matter." The Podiatrists thought it was a step forward, but the Urologists were pissed off at the whole idea. Anesthesiologists, conversely, thought the whole idea was a gas, and those softy Cardiologists didn't have the heart to say no.

In the end, the Proctologists won out, leaving the entire decision up to the a-****s in Washington.

(Sorry, had to censor the last line.)

A big thanks to my stepdad for sending me this little gem.

=)

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

A Ray of Sunshine


Thanks, Amy, for this sunshine award. I'm supposed to pass it on to my ten favorite bloggers, but you know who you are...so just grab the gerber daisy and paste it right on your beautiful blogs!

It does seem like a good time to express my appreciation to those of you who visit here every day and make me feel like I'm connecting with real people and not just figments of my imagination. I especially thank those who make comments, because it's way more fun to have a conversation than perform a monologue. (Not that I wouldn't do the monologue if that was all that was available to me...sometimes the best thing a girl can do is converse with herself!) But most of the time, other people are necessary. So...thanks for being my "other people."

And thanks for letting me be one of your other people, too! I can't tell you how much I enjoy visiting your blogs and getting a little glimpse into your thoughts and lives. What a remarkable bunch of women I've met...and I hope to meet even more as I go along in this bloggy journey.

So pick up that award and have some fun with it! And if you are a lurker, say hello. You'll make my day.

=)

Monday, February 8, 2010

Night Falls in Beauty

A tree is painted on the saffron sky

The peaceful close of day is drawing nigh

Cloud islands light once more in colors bold

Then fade away in cinnabar and gold

To umber shadows as the night takes hold

All photos by Heather Anderson

Sunday, February 7, 2010

On Laughing It Up and Stepping It Up

Motivation doesn't get much more clever than this.
And I'm NOT exaggerating.

So don't forget to click off my lovely red playlist in the right sidebar!

Because you are gonna HAVE FUN with this one!!
(Ms. Alyn reminds me of my Mary Engelbreit "Snap out of it" pillow.) ;)

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Can Personal Journals Be Too Personal?


Not long ago, I expressed my feelings here about the importance of keeping personal journals to pass down as faith-promoting legacies for our posterity. After discussing the subject with a few people, a question came up for me in regard to the degree of self disclosure that might be advisable. In other words, what degree of knowledge from our predecessors actually would be good for what ails us and what degree might be disturbing, discouraging, or disillusioning? I do have some friends and relatives who found themselves troubled by information to which they became privy only after a loved one's death, information they sincerely wish they didn't have. There's also the question of protecting writer privacy––as well as the privacy of those around that writer––bystanders who might be mentioned in the record (for good or for ill).

With this in mind, I have perused my journals and chosen the ones pictured above for disposal. Sure, it causes me a little bit of a tug, but upon serious reflection, I concluded there was either material in these particular journals that my children would not want to know, material which would not be helpful to them, or material which might cause them to misunderstand or even judge a given person or situation. They happen to be prayer journals, and as such, they were pretty raw and unedited at times. Some things cannot be seen clearly without the full context, and I have judged accordingly in making my decisions.

The good news is that my children, their children, and their children's children will still have more than enough to read from me in the form of books, poetry, and additional journals. They will not have to come across those details of my various life struggles that might be unsettling or even painful for them to experience second-hand.

So there you have it. And you'll be glad to know that I will be placing each one, with a full sense of my ecological responsibility, into the recycle bin Sunday night.

Bon voyage, prayer journals! You have filled your purpose.

=)

Friday, February 5, 2010

Being Humble and Proud Is Possible

photo by Marie Lliott

Friday is a good day for sharing, and I ran into a couple of pieces this week that affected me deeply. I'm convinced they will mean a lot to you as well, and I really hope you will give yourself the gift of reading them. Some things simply should not be missed, and both of these qualify.

Hop over and read Meridian Magazine's A Day in the Life of an LDS Team in Haiti. It will do the seemingly impossible: make you humble and proud at the same time.

Then check out this beautiful and poignant post, expressing how one mother (Fiauna of For My Four) feels about the "r" word and the insensitivity shown by those who use it. She will make you humble and proud, too.

You know what? I like feeling humble and proud. It reminds me of who we are. God's children. And I never fail to be moved when others show it. Sometimes, I am even encouraged to show it myself.

Like today. Today, in some way large or small, I am going to live up to my inheritance.

(This cloudy Friday just got a little brighter!)

=)

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Finding Your Spiritual Mate is Great!


Last Sunday, my husband and I were asked by the young adults in his ward to say a few words at the close of a meeting they had organized on the subject of dating with the idea of finding your spiritual mate. Based upon answers to a survey filled out the week before, the leaders pulled off a great discussion, and I think a lot of feelings and issues got aired. Some may even have been resolved. :)

For my portion of the program, I decided to go with a poem (surprise, surprise). I'm posting it here so the people who asked for a copy can access it easily. Of course, any others who'd like to use it with young adults are welcome to do so, as long as you keep the copyright information intact. I won't be posting it on my poetry website, so if you're interested, this is the venue.

How to Date Your Spiritual Mate
©2010 Susan Noyes Anderson

I hope you’ll listen to my take
on how to find a mate.
My vision is unique and wise.
My counsel is first-rate.

I know what works and what does not.
I know what’s tried and true.
(And if you don’t believe me, look
at who I’m married to!)

And so, with that strong evidence
of my own expertise,
I’ll tell you how to find a mate
that’s guaranteed to please.

But first, I think that I’ll begin
with this: What NOT to do.
Or maybe I should say what not
to pay attention to.

Some people look with worldly eyes
to find their perfect match.
Not good! This method just might make
you miss out on a catch!

The worldly eye’s a stink-eye;
it’s obsessed with imperfections.
From head to toe and back, it scouts out
reasons for rejections.

That dude’s not hot enough for you…
That chick’s too short, too tall.
That guy’s too round, too dark, too pale,
too big, too bald, too small.

That girl’s too freckle-faced, too white,
too tan, too thin, too plump.
And what’s that on her face…a mole?!
Does her nose have…a bump?!

His jaw’s too strong; his jaw’s too weak;
his chin could use a cleft.
And look at her…I think her right eye’s
bigger than her left!

His mouth’s too wide; his lips get chapped;
his cheeks are way too red.
I couldn’t date him. Look, a vein
sticks out in his forehead!

Is that a beauty mark or zit?
Hey, this could be genetic!
Why couldn’t she have dimples?
Is her hair kinda…frenetic?

I kid you not! That worldly eye
is way too harsh. It’s true!
If you could turn it on yourself,
that eye would rule out YOU!

So think about consulting with
your spirit eyes instead.
Look for your spirit mate when you’re
deciding who to wed.

You’ll recognize this spirit mate,
but not by how he looks.
You likely won’t hear magic bells
or swoon like story books.

You may not turn first hot, then cold,
then lose your power to speak.
You may not even float on clouds,
faint dead away, or shriek.

What you will do is find a friend,
who finds a friend in you.
You’ll talk a lot and share a lot.
You’ll like his point of view.

Your goals will be as similar
as the beliefs you hold.
With her, you’ll neither be too shy
nor need to be too bold.

You’ll feel at home in your own skin,
not one-down or one-up.
You’ll want to make him happy, and
he’ll want to fill your cup.

You’ll find yourself more generous,
less governed by your pride.
You’ll listen more, feel more respect,
and lose your selfish side.

You’ll notice that, together, you
are better than apart.
You’ll trust each other with your dreams
and later, with your heart.

Don’t give that heart away too soon;
trust ought to take some time.
You need to see how this gal works.
Do mountains make her climb?...

Or sit down and give up, or
run away, or lean on you?
You’ll make sure she’s committed
to her faith and to you, too.

(Not the band, the person, meaning
"you, too," not U2.)
The thing is, just be sure she’ll hang.
Make sure he’s tried and true.

You’ll find in him a listener
who cares just how you feel.
You’ll watch him serving others, and
you’ll know his love is real.

You’ll make sure that your backgrounds gel
on things that really count.
Like how to raise a family…
How to use your bank account.

You’ll understand each other, and
accept the things you see.
You won’t expect her to be more
than you’re willing to be.

And yet you’ll want to be your best…
Hey, why not start that now?
What better way could you prepare
to take a solemn vow?

The person you attract is bound
to be a lot like you.
So strive to be more faithful, kind,
wise, fun, and healthy, too!

Sure, make yourself desirable
in every way you can;
it's only going to help you find
that woman or that man.

But seek your spirit mate; don’t
trophy date, because the prize
is someone you can only see
through your spiritual eyes.

Good looks are fun, but fleeting…
like tinsel on a tree.
But goodness lasts forever.
Choose well, for eternity.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Grandpa's A Really Good Guy, Oh My!

(The proof is in the picture. Click it.)



Grandpa's a really good guy.
He knows how to make a kid fly.
He fills up his jeanses
with bright jelly beanses
and blasts our blood sugar sky-high.

~the end~
but not the end

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

BAM! Jon Stewart Takes Out Keith Olbermann


As someone who finds Keith Olbermann distasteful in every way (including politics, polemics, and presentation), I saw something last week that pleased me. Jon Stewart used The Daily Show to take careful aim before letting the left-leaning commentator have it with both barrels for a series of rabid (as in foaming at the mouth and tetanus shots) ravings about the new Republican Senator from Massachusetts. Admittedly, my only knowledge about Scott Brown is that I found his victory speech unimpressive, disappointingly so, but Olbermann was at least unprofessional and arguably despicable in his criticism denunciation of the newly-elected Senator. It was over the top and then some.

Here's my take on Brown. The guy didn't wow me either, but underwhelmed as I may be, I still have a sense of relief that the democratic golden 60 seats will now be reduced to 59. To be honest, any manifestation of increased checks and balances in our government, however small, feels good to me these days.

I digress, so let's just note by way of background that the "worst person in the world" (sorry to hoist you on your own petard, Keith) was even more obnoxious in his remarks monologue diatribe rant than usual, and Stewart's parody of him is well worth your time. Let's also note that I thoroughly enjoy The Daily Show for its humor and intelligence, despite the fact that I often disagree with the viewpoints expressed. I say this to clarify that my active dislike of Olbermann's show has nothing to do with his being a liberal democrat and everything to do with his being a literal demagogue. As far as I'm concerned, he is the personification of everything that's wrong with the so-called news media today. This guy makes Sean Hannity look like the soul of tact and diplomacy. (A nearly impossible task.) Which explains why I like the following clip.

Enjoy! And don't forget to click off my lovely red playlist in the right sidebar. =)
(Sorry about the Cosmo centerfold pic. I can't edit it, but it's not representative of the video.)

The Daily Show With Jon StewartMon - Thurs 11p / 10c
Special Comment - Keith Olbermann's Name-Calling
www.thedailyshow.com
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Monday, February 1, 2010

Hiding in Plain Sight


HIDING IN PLAIN SIGHT:
A Study in Ambivalence, Resolved
By Susan Noyes Anderson


ACT I, Paradigm 1

Where's Waldo Squirrel?
Look closely, now.
How artlessly he fades into my tree.

Natural camouflage is a good thing.
Unless you want to stand out in the crowd.

Then you've got to put on a costume,
make a lot of chatter,
or change your environment.


ACT II, Paradigm 2

I wish Waldo squirrel would change environments.
His chums, too.

They're nesting under our solar panels.
Again.
Last time, they did us a big favor:
Chewed a hole in our roof and watered our ceiling.
(Oh. That would be two favors.)


ACT III, Paradigm 3

Squirrels.
I used to find them charming creatures.
Now I see them for what they really are.

Vermin.
With fluffy tails.
And camo.


By the way, that "fading" thing isn't artless.


It's artful.