Saturday, December 20, 2014

Moment of Zen: Christmastime

Christmas, Christmas time is near
Time for toys and time for cheer
We've been good, but we can't last
Hurry Christmas, hurry fast
Want a plane that loops the loop
Me, I want a hula hoop
We can hardly stand the wait
Please Christmas, don't be late.

Friday, December 19, 2014


It started mid afternoon yesterday and seemed to jut get worse as the day went on.  I took some medicine and slept off and on until this morning when I had to get up and go to work.  Thankfully, today is a half day and then I am on vacation for two weeks.

Thursday, December 18, 2014


I had a topic for today's blog, but at the last minute I just didn't feel like writing it.  Maybe I will do so for tomorrow's post.  I could just ask the opinion of my readers before I wax philosophically and historically about the topic in mind.  A friend of mine and I were watching the Michael Bublé's Christmas Special last night when Barbara Streisand came on to sing with Bublé.  We began to wonder why she is a gay icon.  I just don't get it.  He didn't quite understand why Cher and Judy Garland were either, though I kind of understand Cher (the woman is fabulous) and, of course, Judy was Dorothy.  We both get Bette Midler and Lady Gaga, but what is up with gay men and divas?  Anyway, I was going to write about that and look at each one, but then...I just got lazy.

I spent most of the night cuddling with a sick kitty (Edith has a cold and wasn't feeling very chipper last night).  If she's not better when I get home at lunch tomorrow (it's a half day for us), then she will get to go see our hottie of a veterinarian.  

Anyway, can y'all provide an answer for the why gay men love divas so much?  Especially Streisand? 

Wednesday, December 17, 2014


When I lost HRH back in September, I thought that no cat would or could replace her.  I was mostly right.  HRH was unique in her loyalty, love, and benevolent reign.  She was a queen of cats, no single cat could ever come close to replacing her in my heart.  However, HRH's spirit must have guided me in choosing those who would try to fill her shoes, because I see so much of HRH in both Edith and Lucy.

Lucy is dainty.  She has a regal quality and a grace that HRH possessed.  When HRH was alive, you knew instantly when you entered her domain that she was the sole ruler of her domain and everyone else bowed to her rule.  Lucy is not quite as demanding of being worshipped like HRH was, but I see the potential.  When Lucy wants to be held, petted, or loved on, she does not take no for an answer.  HRH was the same way. When Lucy wants something, nothing will stop her from getting what she wants.  I've known HRH to smell the fear on someone and corner them until she got what she wanted, which was most often food.  Lucy is more vocal about what she wants, but no less demanding.  Lucy also doesn't strike fear into mortal humans as HRH could do so well.

Whereas Lucy is a beautiful cat, as was HRH, Edith is simply the cutest creature on earth.  With a bobtail, big ears, and long hind legs, she like a cross between a cat, a rabbit, and a dog.  As with HRH, Edith is completely fearless and very headstrong.  She will do what she wants and when she wants to do it.  Edith likes to sleep on my chest just like HRH always did.  She's a snuggled too.  For a cat as regal as HRH, she could at times be a total klutz, I believe this is why she led me to Edith.  Edith is incredibly klutzy, mainly because she moves so fast that she can't stop herself.  There is one major unique oddity about Edith: she's a theif.  If it can fit in her mouth, she is going to take it and hide it.  I have yet to find her hiding place.  You could never have her around a chess set like the one in the picture above, because she'd have grabbed a piece and run off with it before you could blink an eye.

So no single cat could ever replace HRH, but two are doing a mighty fine job.  I hope they are getting some guidance by HRH.

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

When Giving Is All We Have

When Giving Is All We Have
 By Alberto Ríos
                                                       One river gives
                                                       Its journey to the next.

We give because someone gave to us.
We give because nobody gave to us.

We give because giving has changed us.
We give because giving could have changed us.

We have been better for it,
We have been wounded by it—

Giving has many faces: It is loud and quiet,
Big, though small, diamond in wood-nails.

Its story is old, the plot worn and the pages too,
But we read this book, anyway, over and again:

Giving is, first and every time, hand to hand,
Mine to yours, yours to mine.

You gave me blue and I gave you yellow.
Together we are simple green. You gave me

What you did not have, and I gave you
What I had to give—together, we made

Something greater from the difference.


About This Poem
“This is a poem of thanks to those who live lives of service, which, I think, includes all of us—from the large measure to the smallest gesture, from care-giving to volunteerism to being an audience member or a reader. I’ve been able to offer these words to many groups, not only as a poem but also as a recognition. We give for so many reasons, and are bettered by it.”
— Alberto Ríos

Alberto Ríos is a Chancellor of the Academy of American Poets and the author of The Dangerous Shirt (Copper Canyon Press, 2009).  He teaches at Arizona State University and lives in Chandler, Arizona.

Monday, December 15, 2014

Busy Weekend

It's been quite the busy weekend.  I brought home work from school Friday and spent Friday night, Saturday morning, and Sunday afternoon and night making out semester exams and study guides for those exams.  Saturday night a friend of mine had a belated birthday dinner for me and an early birthday celebration for another friend.  They grilled steaks, each was huge and cut two inches thick.  It was more than I could eat. We had a wonderful time though.

Sunday morning, I went to my niece's baptism.  It was at one of those huge Baptist churches, where my sister and her family attend church.  My brother-in-law refuses to ever attend church with us because he says the singing is terrible, and while we don't use music, I always find our singing, with all voices, and only voices combined, to be the most beautiful sound.  However, the singing I heard yesterday morning was pitiful.  The one song that they allowed the whole congregation to sing was merely drowned out by the orchestra and most of the music service was solos and duets.  One of the joys of going to church, for me, is being able to sing, and at this church no one was encouraged to sing except those whose voices they deemed worthy.

The rest of my Sunday, not involved in making exams was spent baking.  A friend of mine gave me a KitchenAid stand mixer for my birthday, and I've been dying to try it out and I always love baking for Christmas gifts, so I made four dozen cookies and a dozen mini loaves of bread.  The cookies I usually make are very simple: refrigerated cookie dough, a cup of dried cherries, and a cup of pistachios.  When they are done and cooled, I dip them in white chocolate.  Everyone loves them.  It's an easy recipe, but kneading the pistachios and cherries into the cookie dough takes a while to get a good mixture, so I decided to make the cookie dough from scratch this year.  What has always taken about 30 minutes to put together, took less than five with my new mixer.  I was amazed and the cookies look beautiful, but I will wait and dip them in white chocolate tonight.  I ran out of time trying to get everything done.

Sunday, December 14, 2014


Whoever is generous to the poor lends to the Lord, and he will repay him for his deed.
Proverbs 19:17

Whoever oppresses a poor man insults his Maker, but he who is generous to the needy honors him.
Proverbs 14:31

I have to admit that when I was looking up some commentaries on giving and the Bible, too many of the sources I found focused on giving to the church.  I give what I can to church, which is what I think of when the apostle Paul writes in 2 Corinthians 8:12 "For if the readiness is there, it is acceptable according to what a person has, not according to what he does not have."  Many churches though use this as a means of forcing a true tithe of 10 percent.  However, even though we are in the season of giving, we should be giving and helping year round to those who need assistance.

In the Sermon on the Mount, Jesus commands us to give to the needy:
Beware of practicing your righteousness before other people in order to be seen by them, for then you will have no reward from your Father who is in heaven.
Thus, when you give to the needy, sound no trumpet before you, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and in the streets, that they may be praised by others. Truly, I say to you, they have received their reward. But when you give to the needy, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing, so that your giving may be in secret. And your Father who sees in secret will reward you.
Matthew 6:1-4
Giving is not all about what you give to your local congregation, but what you give to those who are in need.  We are to love our fellow man and not judge them.  If we look down on the poor, then how can we look up to God.  Some people blame God for the misfortunes of the world, I blame those who do not follow the teachings of love and charity.  Do you have to be a Christian to have love for your fellow man or to be charitable to the less fortunate?  Of course you don't.  But I will say this, too many people who call themselves Christian often follow the proverb "God helps those who help themselves."  The phrase is often mistaken as scriptural, but it appears nowhere in the Bible. 

Political commentator Bill O'Reilly employed the phrase, in responding to Jim McDermott, the Democratic U.S. Representative for Washington's 7th congressional district, who argued, "This is Christmas time. We talk about Good Samaritans, the poor, the little baby Jesus in the cradle and all this stuff. And then we say to the unemployed we won't give you a check to feed your family. That's simply wrong." O'Reilly argued for a more selective approach to unemployment benefits, and the importance of individual responsibility, concluding "while Jesus promoted charity at the highest level, he was not self-destructive. The Lord helps those who help themselves. Does he not?" Political comedian Stephen Colbert parodied him in response, concluding in character, "if this is going to be a Christian nation that doesn't help the poor, either we've got to pretend that Jesus was just as selfish as we are, or we've got to acknowledge that he commanded us to love the poor and serve the needy without condition; and then admit that we just don't want to do it." Colbert may be a comedian who is often irreverent, but he makes a good point.

For the vast majority of us, misfortune finds us at one point or another. Various people have helped me during those unfortunate times, and I do my best to help those in need when I am able to help.  Giving is not just for the red buckets of the Salvation Army during Christmastime bit for all year round.  It is also not about gifts and money, because not all of us are able to do so, but it is about giving our love to those around us.  Love is the greatest gift we can give.

Peace, love, and charity!

If this post looks familiar, then you read it a year ago.  I wasn't feeling well last night, and I'd planned on posting about the hymn "Leaning On The Everlasting Arms" until I realized that I'd already written that post in October.  So I decided on a more holiday themed post from last year.