365 photo challenge: wizard

 

Feather duster, dustpan and broom, and upright...

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I don’t often get to sit and watch Dr. Oz on weekday afternoons. Too busy blogging, running errands, handling antique business, or doing household chores. Am not complaining, far from it. Just wishing there were more hours in the day…many more. But when the TV’s on and I hear mention of tips that are relevant to you and me, I pause and take note. Today’s show was rife with helpful hints. Hope you agree…

  • Don’t pry wax from the ear with a Q-tip or anythingelse. The problem might become aggravated with the wax being shoved further into the ear, where it may be in too close proximity to the inner ear membrane. Instead, use a couple of drops of mineral oil.
  • Belly buttons may develop problems with chronic coughing or obesity. The pressure associated with either can cause a puncture, which can erupt into a hernia. A good solution to strengthening the area is to do the plank exercise. With the body stretched out on the floor, push up onto elbows and toes, keep head lifted at the top of the spine, and hold the position for 10, 20 seconds or as long as 5 minutes. It’s something I’ve done in exercise class at least once a week. Now that I know it’s beneficial, though I’d already assumed it was, I’ll push through the desire to give in, and cave.
  • To help clear away brain “fog,” which I’m certain we all suffer from time to time, three aromatherapy oils are recommended. 1) Peppermint helps improve alertness. 2) Rosemary or Rose clears the mind, and enhances the memory.  3)Orange oil improves the mood, and helps relieve stress.
  • Foods that help fight fatigue: goji berries – 1/3 cup a week, amaranth – full of protein and fiber, and rainbow trout – full of B12.
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if you’re like me, i need dr. oz’s wizardry…every now and then…hugmamma.

DR OZ + PATIENT = HAPPYTIMES

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sleep, “ever catch up?”

12-hour digital clock radio

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I envy those who regularly fall into bed at 10 p.m. or earlier. I’ve not done that in many, many years. I’ve always been the proverbial “night owl.” Bedtime for me is midnight, 1 or even 2 a.m. And every night before I close my eyes, I murmur to myself “Gotta get to bed earlier, 10:00, tomorrow night, 10:00.” It’s become more like a prayer, than a resolution.

Downtown Honolulu, HI, view from Punch Bowl.

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I can recall when we were first married, and were renting a nice 2 bedroom apartment in Honolulu. We could afford a larger unit because my husband worked odd jobs around the complex, in exchange for the discounted rent of $125 a month. Can you believe that? An unheard of amount in a major metropolitan city these days, but especially in Honolulu.

University of Hawaii

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My husband had just graduated from a private Catholic college; I was finishing up my last year at the University of HawaiiBetween trying to be the good, little wife, and the good, little student, I was “burning the midnight oil.” I was also interning as a 4th grade teacher as a requirement for the 5th-year teaching certificate towards which I was studying. Oftentimes, I’d take a break from all-night cramming, and do a little household cleaning. I’d even run the vacuum. I was 20 when I married, so what did I know about the right time to do chores? I did them when I could. Funny, the neighbors never complained. But my husband did. He had to get up early for work.

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While my penchant for cleaning late at night has dissipated, my desire to hang onto the last moments of a waning day have not. No matter where I’ve lived or what course my life has taken, there never seem to be enough hours in the day to do all that I want. That’s not to say I make the most of every minute. No. I dawdle…a lot. I stop to read parts of the newspaper. I crouch down beside Mocha to tell her I love her and nuzzle my face into hers. I catch parts of Ellenor Oprah.” I munch…munch…munch. I pick up Sitka. Oh, and of course, I blog. Those of you who subscribe, or are regular readers, know that I blog. Can’t help myself. Love to write.

Chatting with my husband when he arrives home from work and interminttently throughout the evening,  prepping dinner, dinner itself, cleaning up afterwards, more blogging, a little reading before switching off the light, and before long the clock reads midnight, or later.  Where does the time go? And it doesn’t help that Dr. Oz, and a myriad of others, continually advises that 7 0r 8 hours of sleep a night is mandtory for good health. I resolve to do better…in my next life. Promise. Meanwhile…

A Westclox Big Ben Clock

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Are you an early bird, or a night owl like me, or both? God bless you if you’re both. I’d be napping all day.

know where i can borrow some hours?…hugmamma.

egyptians, no different

I haven’t as yet delved into what the media is printing about the current Egyptian uprising. I only know what I see and hear on TV. At the moment, until things resolve themselves one way or the other, it’s a lot of information to digest. Trying to decipher what I think of everything isn’t something I can wrap my brain around right now. The outcome of their fate ultimately rests in the hands of the Egyptians themselves, from the top politico to the peon in the street.

The one thought that runs through my mind is that because of technology, a combination of television, computers, mobile devices, the internet and its myriad of tools, people around the world, living in hovels or palaces, can witness what occurs in other countries. And like snapshots retained in our memories, what we see can fester in our subconsciences for a long time, until we decide to act upon them.

It’s my personal feeling that both President Obama and the Tea Party Movement have been catalysts in what we are now witnessing in Egypt and Tunisia. While there are those who disagree, I think the President has shown himself to be a champion of the middle and lower classes. From health care reform embracing 13,000,000 Americans without insurance to speaking up for better education for the less fortunate, he has shown himself to be the son of a woman who died of cancer while fighting for health insurance coverage.

The Tea-Partiers have successfully shown millions at home and abroad, that the masses can unite via the internet to unseat politicians, replace them with candidates of their choosing, and ultimately, influence government decisions. Heady stuff for a movement started by 2 Atlanta housewives, Amy Kremer and Jenny Beth Martin, strangers to one another, who were stewing over the economic downturn and its negative impact upon their lives. (My post of 11/3/10, “two housewives,”founders of tea party movement”.) Power to the people has never been more overwhelmingly proven than in what these 2 ordinary citizens initiated, to have it become the Tea Party Movement as we know it today, a force with which to be reckoned.

History has proven time and again, that people will rise up to challenge whom they perceive as their oppressors. We who enjoy the benefits of an American democracy can do so far more rationally than countries ruled by dictators. We can protest without provoking full-out civil war. I think we learned our lesson a long time ago under another president I admire, Abraham Lincoln. He too was not a favorite of all Americans, but he did the best he could, according to the principles in which he believed, one being that all people, including slaves, should live freely.

The Egyptians, and Tunisians, want to choose how to live their own lives. Like us they want to earn a living, provide for their families, take pleasure in small things, and give their children hope for a better future. Not so much to ask for really. In fact, they just want what we Americans already enjoy.

I may have oversimplified the unrest that rages in the Middle East. But sometimes the experts complicate matters by interjecting too much hyperbole. I’m not an expert, just an ordinary housewife who understands that people like me just want to make a decent life for our families. Not a big deal really, but, in fact, it is a really big deal when we’ve only got one chance to live our best lives.

people the world over want the same things…life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness…hugmamma.

only my voice

Wanted to thank those of you who read my blog, especially regular ones who have been along from its inception. 

This blog is my personal journal, with you having an insight into my thoughts and feelings. As such, there will be those that do not correspond with yours. I most definitely welcome comments, but just want you to know that I can’t, and don’t, write anyonelse’s opinions but my own, not even my own family’s. My husband and I do disagree, yes, even in certain aspects of politics. But we’re still married, continually learning about one another, even as we head into retirement.

So for those of you who continue in this venture with me, it’s a marriage of sorts. I probably won’t say everything you want to hear. What spouse does? But I’m guessing that if you’re still with me, I’m saying some things that are akin to your own thoughts and feelings. That’s all I can hope for, while remaining true to who I am.

While I generally try to live by my mother-in-law’s mantra that “words once spoken can never be taken back,” as a writer I would be hauled off in a straight-jacket, if I had to “measure” every word for its effect. It’s a “slippery slope,” and remaining on solid ground is not always guaranteed 100%.

Your comments, great, and not so much, let me know that I’m making an impact, heady stuff for a writer. But I’m not on a “power” trip, I’m just trying to do what I love doing, and that’s writing. Maintaining an active blog is almost full-time, especially with the theses I tend to write. I have no problem coming up with topics, since life’s details  never escape my attention. I do edit, and re-edit. But I don’t edit myself out. If I did that, I’d have no reason to write, since my life and my experiences are what I’m most expert about.

Our perspectives as writers, or readers, will be based upon our own lives, our own experiences. What we think, what we do, is necessarily “colored” by our framework of references. I have spoken of my own life in some depth throughout my posts. Some of you may just be catching up because my Facebook connection was not working the way I thought it was. I’m in the process of now rectifying the situation, by manually sending each one to that site, starting with the most recent and working backwards. It’s taking some time, since I’ve written so many. So bear with me.  

I’m a housewife, a mother, and a writer. I started this blog because I felt women in my position had a right to voice our opinions in the daily discussion that swirls around us, day in, day out. We’ve no way of tapping into that except for the social outlets we create.  

And so “Hugmamma’s Attention to Detail” is my outlet, my voice. I can’t speak for others. But I highly recommend blogging to anyone who would enjoy writing about their own thoughts and feelings as I do. Sometimes all we humans need, is to have a “say.” That’s where the Tea Party movement and I most definitely agree. In most other ways, I think we can agree to disagree.

for staying with me, hugs…hugmamma.