I <3 Port Aransas, Texas

I met up with a co-worker and her friends at Port Aransas yesterday afternoon. 

I got are start, but I really needed to see the water. So I left in the afternoon and it was still sunny out and there was a cool breeze from the Gulf of Mexico. 

I had a great time. I met some great people. And we laughed and talked like we have known each other for a long time. 

Here are some of the pictures that I took.

The Gulf of Mexico. 

My shadow. 

The sunset was beautiful.

The moon was so pretty reflecting in the Gulf. 

I can’t wait till the next time I go to Port Arkansas or meet up the new friends I made. 

Side Note:

For those who know how much I love driving on the beach in Port A aka… driving in the Gulf of Mexico… I didn’t this time. The tide didn’t come up to the dunes this time. 😁

Also, meeting these new people and hanging out with them, showed me that there are good people out there. I need to forget the ones that crushed me and questioned me trusting people. 

Born Between 1930’s – 1980’s

I’ve shared something like this before. But I wanted to share it again. It amazes me the young people now a days have no idea of what people before them went through or have done. 

CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL BORN IN 1930’s, 1940’s, 50’s, 60’s, 70’s and Early 80’s !!! 

First, you survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us. They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a tin, and didn’t get tested for diabetes. Then after that trauma, your baby cots were covered with bright colored lead-based paints. You had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when you rode your bikes, you had no helmets, not to mention, the risks you took hitchhiking .. 

As children, you would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. Riding in the back of a van – loose – was always great fun. You drank water from the garden hosepipe and NOT from a bottle. You shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this. You ate cakes, white bread and real butter and drank pop with sugar in it, but you weren’t overweight because…… 

YOU WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!! You would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach you all day. And you were OK. You would spend hours building your go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out you forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, you learned to solve the problem . You did not have Playstations, Nintendo’s, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no mobile phones, no text messaging, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms……….

YOU HAD FRIENDS and you went outside and found them! You fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents you played with worms(well most boys did) and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever. You made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although you were told it would happen, you did not poke out any eyes. You rode bikes or walked to a friend’s house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just yelled for them! Local teams had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn’t had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!! The idea of a parent bailing you out if you broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law! This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever! The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. You had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and you learned 

HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL! And YOU are one of them! 

CONGRATULATIONS! You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our own good. And while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were.

Slow Dance

Saw this and wanted to share it  

Make it a great day. 

Slow Dance 

This is a poem written by a teenager with cancer. She wants to see how many people get her poem. It is quite a poem, please pass it on. 

This poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a New York Hospital.

It was sent by a medical doctor Make sure to read what is in the closing statement AFTER THE POEM.

SLOW DANCE

Have you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round?

Or listened to the rain slapping on the ground?

Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight?

 Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?

You better slow down.

Don’t dance so fast.

Time is short.

The music won’t last.

Do you run through each day on the fly?

When you ask, “How are you?”

Do you hear the reply?

When the day is done, do you lie in your bed,

with the next hundred chores running through your head?

You’d better slow down

Don’t dance so fast.

Time is short
The music won’t last.

Ever told your child, 

We’ll do it tomorrow?

And in your haste,

Not see his sorrow?

Ever lost touch, let a good friendship die 

Cause you never had time 

To call and say,’Hi’

You’d better slow down.

Don’t dance so fast.

Time is short.

The music won’t last..

When you run so fast to get somewhere,

You miss half the fun of getting there.

When you worry and hurry through your day,

It is like an unopened gift….

Thrown away.

Life is not a race.

Do take it slower

Hear the music

Before the song is over.

FORWARDED E-MAILS ARE TRACKED TO OBTAIN THE TOTAL COUNT.

Dear All: 

PLEASE pass this mail on to everyone you know – even to those you don’t know!

It is the request of a special girl, who will soon leave this world due to cancer.

This young girl has 6 months left to live, and as her dying wish, she wanted to send a letter telling everyone to live their life to the fullest, since she never will. 

She’ll never make it to prom, graduate from high school, or get married and have a family of her own.

By you sending this to as many people as possible, you can give her and her family a little hope, because with every name that this is sent to, the American Cancer Society will donate 3 cents per name to her treatment and recovery plan. One guy sent this to 500 people! So I know that we can at least send it to 5 or 6.

 It’s not even your money, just your time! Please read n forward …

Friends

I usually don’t post pictures of myself here. But I wanted to post this one of my very good friend, Aldona and me. 


I met my friend, Aldona (left) about 2 1/2 years ago. We started off as co-workers and became friends. 

She was transferred to Dubai for work. We kept in touch. But it’s missed seeing my friend. 

She recently moved back to the States and I’m so thrilled to see my friend again.  

There are just some people that are on that special list. She is one of them. I trust her (which is something I don’t do often) and know that I can say anything and not be judged or criticized. Which is a rare quality in people. 

I have been blessed to have Aldona as my friend and I look forward to doing things around town with her. 

Friends

I recently lost a “friend” or someone that I thought was a friend. I saw them the other day and thought to myself I should be the bigger person and see if we still had a friendship. But then I saw this and I realized, maybe we were meant to be friends. 

Pets

A friend from Kindergarten posted this on Facebook. Her mother’s cat passed away the other day. 

I had never seen this before. 

In memory of my cat, Phil and for my friend’s cat too. 

Four Feet in Heaven

Your favorite chair is vacant now…

No eager purrs to greet me.

No softly padded paws to run

Ecstatically to meet me.

No coaxing rubs, no plaintive cry

Will say it’s time for feeding.

I’ve put away your bowl, and all

The things you won’t be needing;

But I will miss you little friend,

For I could never measure

The happiness you brought me,

The comfort and the pleasure.

And since God put you here to share

In earthly joy and sorrow;

I’m sure there’ll be a place for you

In Heaven’s bright tomorrow…

True To My Words

Well, being true to my words that I have been saying these past couple of months…

The first friendship lost for the year happened. This was a person who told me to my face that we were friends and that they trusted me and that I could trust them. I believed that for a while, but their actions were totally something different.

I gave them a 2nd chance (3rd chance) and thought we could still be friends, but after what I have seen and heard, I am tapping out! I am DONE!

I’m sure that person probably won’t even care, but at least I will know where I stand and I will not allow myself to give one more ounce of thought to them.

So to that person who was once my friend… thanks for the hard lesson on who I can count as my friends. You are definitely not one of them.

 

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