I was sitting in the customer area at a service station while my car was being inspected. A lady came in who seemed to be having a problem walking. She sat down next to me and after few minutes. I noticed she was struggling to get up from her seat. I asked her if she needed help and she ceased her struggle and admitted she needed help. There were two men in the waiting area also and one of them jumped up and rushed over to help her stand up. She was very appreciative and said when she comes back in she would not sit down but stand up. We explained to her that wasn’t necessary that someone would be there to help her up when she was ready.
She told us that her knees were shot and she could hardly get around. The men chimed in with their ailments and one just had surgery and was going into the hospital to have another one. While she was gone they thanked me for noticing she needed help.
So when my car was ready I asked the guy would he help her stand up and he said yes plus there were many other guys that would also help.
When we are out and about every day I believe we need to always be on the lookout in case someone needs help. I once needed help when I was in another country traveling alone. Several years ago when I went to Italy my back hurt from sitting the long hours on the airplane. I had to climb in and out of a tour bus multiple times daily. The nice men in my group that didn’t know me helped me on and off the bus and I also had help getting my luggage to and from the hotel we stayed at. That was a real blessing to me and that meant I would not miss out on our daily activities because of my back which after a few days got better.
Have you ever needed help and someone was there to assist you?
There comes a day in just about everyone’s life when they need to distance themselves from people they let in. Through trial and error, heartache and pain they realize the relationship is not working no matter what they do.
Every once in a while I create an Emmanism, which is a little saying or word of wisdom. It may even turn into mini advice which probably no one takes it seriously. Twenty-two hours ago I wrote an Emmanism and want to share it.
Sometimes you have to tell someone they are a ‘WAS’ in your life. #Emmanism
A nice way to tell them bye, bye . . . maybe, maybe not.
Lately I haven’t been getting the desired results when I purchase lotions and body butters. They felt watery and were lacking the creamy texture that would make my skin feel soft and smooth. Reading the ingredients were overwhelming when I couldn’t pronounce them or have knowledge of what they were.
I started searching online for instructions on how to create what I needed in my own kitchen. Since our skin is the biggest organ on our bodies, creating my own butter would be better because I would not be using the harmful chemicals.
One dilemma I came across in my search for the perfect recipe was do I melt everything and then harden it again in the freezer so I can whip it. Or do I make sure everything is room-temperature and whip it without the extra steps.
After going through the pros and cons I decided to whip the room-temp ingredients. That way I would bypass the possible grainy results of overheating and destroying the good qualities of the ingredients, thus being discouraged that I wasted products that aren’t cheap.
On one you-tube video I watched the person said it’s easier if you use a Kitchen Aid mixer than a hand mixer if you have one. It just so happens I have a Kitchen Aid and I used it. It was true-she knew what she was talking about.
I think I purchased more products than I needed and I added a little of most of them to the mixture. At that point I wasn’t following any recipe and I couldn’t repeat it if I tried.
I have no knowledge of how the body butter is supposed to feel minus all the additives. The end result was creamy full-bodied butter. I smoothed it on my arms, legs and feet and they felt wonderful. That was on dry skin. I can’t wait to use it after a shower.
If this works out I will try my hand at scrubs, lotions and who knows what else.
I recently had a birthday and with that came contemplation. I decided to get back on the wagon to good health.
The first part of my plan is exercise. The plan included my bicycle, a balance ball and weights. Of course, walking ‘s not forgotten.
I purchased the balance ball that came with a DVD to assist me in properly using the ball. It took a little searching to locate the weights but I was successful.
Careful examination of the bicycle revealed flat tires. I pumped them up hoping I didn’t put too much or too little air in them.
After filling the tires I decided to take the bike for a spin to make sure I had enough air in the tires. It has been so long since I rode it—a really long time. I forgot it was a little challenging getting on the bike because my legs are short. The bad part about trying to get on was I couldn’t get my leg up high enough and had to almost lay the bike down to get my leg over. Upon mounting I had to hang onto the trashcan to get on the seat. Then down the driveway I went, wobbling like a first time rider.
I made my way down the alley huffing, puffing and peddling like I was in a triathlon.
I got as far as three houses from my house and was out of breath, so I turned around and barely made it home.
Maybe, just maybe cycling should not be the first activity I work on.
I was walking down the hall to my bedroom earlier this month. I heard a noise behind me.
I heard a raspy breathing sound with every step I took. When I stopped walking the breathing sound stopped. I thought I was in a horror movie and the creature was about to take me out.
As I took another step I realized that raspy breathing was coming from me. It became funny once the fear left. My starring role in the horror movie was over before it started.
Every inch of my face hurt along with both ears aching. The muscles in my neck and chest got a workout because with every breath I coughed, coughed and coughed some more.
Another fear set in. I thought I might have pneumonia-never had that before. I made a trip to the doctor to get an x-ray. The doctor didn’t give me the x-ray I went for because the diagnosis was a sinus infection and bronchitis.
It didn’t end there. The medicine was complete but the rattling cough remained. Back to the doctor I went. This time an x-ray was taken.
The x-ray showed no signs of pneumonia and all was clear. Yeah me.
I’m well on the road to recover. The x-ray gave me a peace of mind.
Every once in a while a great tasting piece of beef is on the menu at my home. Some days it might be a juicy steak or maybe a slow cooked brisket. It could be a nice roast.
For a while now there has been a conversation about how bad the beef is. I’ve heard about the inhuman way they treat the cattle while raising them and slaughtering them.
There is a saying that we are what they (animals) eat. So my guess is we can be affected when they are shot up with antibiotics and hormones. The way the animals are slaughtered affects the meat also.
This makes me nervous when I go to the store to buy meat. What exactly am I getting?
A change came to my home. I now buy directly from farmers that raise grass-fed cattle and feed them no grain at all. I like the taste of the beef I buy from the farmer. It is healthier for me. Some of the issues I use to have I no longer experience because the cattle are not all shot up with antibiotics and hormones.
Some people complain about the cost of the beef. I personally think the price is comparable to buying beef from the store. I heard someone say pay farmers now or pay hospitals later. That’s one way to look at it.
For me at this time in my life I will spend what it takes to get me a good pierce of beef.
So Where’s The Beef?
The Farmer’s Market. I’m going this weekend.
I was an adult when I first encountered an avocado. My first experience was not a good one. It tasted bland and didn’t feel right on my tongue. That ended as quickly as it started.
Quite a while after that experience I tasted guacamole. I was in love. All the ingredients were perfectly combined and tasted wonderful. Love met me on my plate.
I found out that avocados are good for us. They have nutrients that our bodies need. I decided to try them in different ways. They are good in salads, with scrambled eggs and on hamburgers. I added a half of one when I made a smoothie. It helped make the smoothie extra smooth. Since the taste is not overbearing, it didn’t add to or take away from the smoothies taste but added needed nutrients.
I saw a recipe for hummus that had avocados added to it. I’m going to make that recipe. It’s a healthy recipe and that’s a good thing. I’m sure there are many ways to eat avocado and I’m going to find them.
If you’ve never had an avocado, try them. Tasting bland is a good thing because you can season it the way you want. If you’re into healthy eating, you can add this to your meal-planning list.
Do you eat avocado? How do you like yours?