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I am sure most of us have had ay least one incidence of wondering or thinking about someone and within the next few days they either call, you run into them or you hear about them from someone else. Even and especially people you haven’t seen or heard from in ages.

Those who believe in The Secret and The Law of Attraction (which I do), will tell you that your thoughts and energies are attracting the person to you in.

Either way, that is what happened to me yesterday. A few days ago I was thinking about how there are some people in your life who never even know what a positive source of inspiration they are to you. I thought of someone like that and I said to myself I really should just take the time to write her a short note about how every time I have spoken to her I always find myself smiling.

Yesterday I needed to do food shopping, one of my less than beloved chores. I kept pushing it off, and I finally managed to get there in the late afternoon. As I am shopping, who do I run into? Of course, you guessed, the woman I was thinking of.

She lives in my community but I see her maybe once a year. She is about ten or so years older than me and we met years ago at exercise class. (Since I haven’t been there for years, it explains why I don’t see her much.) She is well off but what I like about her is that the way she is, I have never found myself envious of her. I am just happy for her and all the opportunities she has. Among other things, years ago she spent 9 months traveling around the world with her family and she has an amazing convertible.

But she is down to earth and so friendly. She is open and empathetic and like I said to her when I bumped into her, everytime I have a conversation with her she lifts my mood.

I was glad I had the opportunity to bump into her and tell her in person what I was thinking. Sadly, I am not sure I ever would have gotten around to writing her a note.

So take a few minutes to think about someone you appreciate, miss or wonder what ever happened to them. You might just draw them back into your life.

Have you ever had this happen to you?

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I know that Robert Frost (or at least I think it was Robert Frost) said that “good fences make good neighbors”, but I don’t think that I necessarily agree. Sometimes fences are good, like for keeping your neighbors’ dogs from pooping on your lawn, but I digress.

I believe that getting to know your neighbors and being on friendly terms with them really adds richness to your daily life.

I live in a town of about 1500 families and that number is growing rapidly. The neighborhood in that town that I live in is a close knit community.

Out of the approximately 35-40 families that live on my block, there are only about 6 or 7 who I do not know. The kids in my community play outside together, they go to daycare, school and after school activities together.

We don’t think twice about borrowing things from each other. When our appliances break down, we help each other out until theya re repaired. When we need help or babysitting, we watch each others kids.

When there is a happy occasion or sadly when there is an illness, death or tragedy everyone bands together and lends a hand.

My life would be very lonely if it were not for the friends and neighbors I have in my community.

I have a hard time understanding how people can live next door to each other for years and not even know each others names. Maybe that is normal adn I am just lucky.

I think it’s not necessarily just my specific community because in the previous community I lived in it was the same way. I think I am lucky that I live in a country that is known for its warm hospitality.

In my case, being associated with a synagogue as well increases the sociabilty of the community and the feeling of togetherness.

Right outside my door is community of warm and loving people who care about each toher and the community.

I am lucky and blessed.

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This post was inspired by the prompt of “outside my front door” at The Gallery Week 5 run by Tara at Sticky Fingers.

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I love being tagged with awards and memes by other bloggers. It gives you a chance to get to know other bloggers and for them to get to know you. It also at times gives you something to write about when you are struggling to find a light hearted topic, or sometimes any topic.

The way I write my blog, I have a theme. I try to blog about a lesson in life each day. Sometimes fitting memes into “a lesson” can be challenging.

I have done a tenth photo meme and I still have another one to do. I have done a 7 things you don’t know about me meme, and I have done the Happy 101 list of 10 things that make me happy twice. The first time I wrote about unexpected happiness and the second time I wrote about there being happiness in every day.

When I was tagged for the third time with the Happy 101 ten things that make you happy meme by Potential Mummy B at My Baby Adventure, I chuckled to myself. I wondered if I would be clever enough to come up with a new take and a new lesson on something I have done twice before.

I have risen to the challenge and I have decided to write about ten things I am happy I don’t have to do. How is that for creative?

So here is my list:

1. I have no more pampers/diapers to change. Sure I still have my little daughter’s cute little tushy to wipe, but no more smelly diapers.
Babies Stink.
(Photo courtesy of Miss O’Crazy)
(Unless of course you count the ones I change on adults in the ER. Hmmm, maybe I should qualify that and say I am happy to have no more baby diapers to change.)

2. I don’t have to find things to do with my free time to keep me from being bored. That’s because I have no free time. I have my family, my house, my job and now blogging. No, I definately do not have to find things to occupy my time.

3. I don’t have to iron with an iron that barely gets out the wrinkles. I have an amazing big humungous steam iron and when I iron it goes really fast. Unless of course I have two weeks worth of ironing piled up because I have been blogging…

4. I don’t have to work full time. Or I should say I don’t have to work full time in a paying job. I am thankful to be able to have the luxury of only working part time.

5. I don’t have to do all the housework on my own. My kids are big enough to help out and sometimes they even do a better job than me. My hubby is a great help as well.

6. I don’t have to fight my kids for computer time. Thanks to my amazing hubby, I finally have my own mac laptop. I am quite sure that he is regretting buying me one since I have been linked at the hip with it since I got it and definitely since I discovered blogging. mac-butterfly-3
(Photo courtesy of Spike)

7. I don’t have to think twice about picking up the phone and calling my sisters overseas. Or at least as far as cost I don’t. Them being 10 hours behind me can be a bit tricky if I don’t want to wake them in middle of the night or at the crack of dawn. I remember when the cost of these overseas phone calls were prohibitive and did cause you to think twice or at least keep your calls short.

8. I don’t have to go to parent/teachers meetings. Well I don’t know if it is true that I don’t have to but I don’t go because my husband goes instead of me because I really do not like going. So let’s just pretend that I don’t have to go.

9. I don’t HAVE to go to school. If I chose to go back to school to learn something it will be because I want to. I do feel bad for my kids sometimes when they are struggling with subjects that they really will never use.

10. It’s okay if I don’t have a number 10 for this list, because I can’t think of anything else. So I am happy that I don’t have to have a number 10 if I don’t want to.

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And now in blogging tradition I tag the following bloggers with the Happy 101 award and send them on their mission to find a list of ten things that make them happy. And if perchance they have done it before, they have creative license to change it around.

* Paula at Battling On
* Annette at Mammakerr
* Claire at The Life of a Twenty Something Mum
* Tara at Sticky Fingers
* Julia at What Will Julia Do Next
* The redhead at Deer Baby
* Snaffle’s Mummy at Snaffles Mummy
* Vicki at Vegemitevix (Because I would like to see how she manages to come up with another list when she only managed one on the list she just did. LOL-with friends like me who needs enemies?)

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Today my husband and I celebrate our 21st wedding anniversary. Twenty one great years as husband and wife, 5 wonderful kids and 5 different houses on two different continents.

I was lucky to have found someone special to have shared my life with from an early age. We have grown up together. (Although he is the older man three years my senior which at 16 was probably more than enough to freak my parents out.) I have been married to my husband for more than half of my life.

Our marriage has been a wonderful journey. And like any journey it has had it plateaus, peaks and valleys.

We have agreed and disagreed. We have fought and we have made peace. We have spoken calmly and we have yelled. We have spent time together and we have spent time separated by thousands of miles. We have read each others minds and we have been clueless about what the other was thinking. But no matter what, through it all, we have always loved each other.

Marriage is about constantly working at improving your relationship. It is about learning to appreciate things the other cares about. It is learning to take balance your own feelings with someone else’s. It is about mutual respect and it’s about communication. It is about growth and about love. Above all it is about true friendship.

Honey, it’s been a wonderful and exciting journey so far. I am looking forward to many more years of getting to know you better and better.

And if these pictures each taken before we met don’t prove that we were meant to be together, I don’t know what will. (Hope I am not in trouble now.)

Happy 21st Anniversary Hun! And I think you are romantic as well.

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Today my husband and I celebrate our 21st wedding anniversary. Twenty one great years as husband and wife, 5 wonderful kids and 5 different houses on two different continents.

I was lucky to have found someone special to have shared my life with from an early age. We have grown up together. (Although he is the older man three years my senior which at 16 was probably more than enough to freak my parents out.) I have been married to my husband for more than half of my life.

Our marriage has been a wonderful journey. And like any journey it has had it plateaus, peaks and valleys.

We have agreed and disagreed. We have fought and we have made peace. We have spoken calmly and we have yelled. We have spent time together and we have spent time separated by thousands of miles. We have read each others minds and we have been clueless about what the other was thinking. But no matter what, through it all, we have always loved each other.

Marriage is about constantly working at improving your relationship. It is about learning to appreciate things the other cares about. It is learning to take balance your own feelings with someone else’s. It is about mutual respect and it’s about communication. It is about growth and about love. Above all it is about true friendship.

Honey, it’s been a wonderful and exciting journey so far. I am looking forward to many more years of getting to know you better and better.

And if these pictures each taken before we met don’t prove that we were meant to be together, I don’t know what will. (Hope I am not in trouble now.)

Happy 21st Anniversary Hun! And I think you are very romantic as well.

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We often to tend to think that our lives are boring or nothing special. It’s only when we actually dig deeper and start to list things we have done or seen that we realize that maybe we are not all that dull, or that maybe we at least sound interesting to others.

I had actually pondered over whether or not my life was interesting enough a little while back as a guest poster over at Notes from Lapland. When Mari from Mari’s World tagged me with this Kreativ Blogger award, I thought it was a perfect way to see if I can make myself sound a bit interesting.

So here goes. You are about to learn 7 things about me that you may not know.

1. I was in the cockpit of a jumbo jet while it was in the air. Not so cool considering how I got there.

Steward’s announcement: “If there is a doctor on board please let the steward know.”

Me: Already in a panic about flying, patiently watched to see if anyone approached the steward. When no one came to the rescue, I approached the steward and told him that I was a nurse, and maybe I can help.

The steward then took me to the front of the plane. I am thinking to myself, okay…someone in business class is having a heart attack. Nope…he takes me up the stairs. I say to myself. Okay… someone in first class is having a heart attack. But nope. He takes me to the cockpit and tells me the pilot is not feeling so good.

At this point you should all know I am a major chicken. My brain knows that planes fly by radar, but honestly it was way too much for me to actually see with my own eyes that the pilots can see nothing (I mean absolutely nothing) out of their window when it is cloudy.

In the Airplane
(Photo courtesy of Ruthanne Reid)

Back to the pilot. Seems he was only feeling a bit fluish. I went back to my seat and got my handy dandy first aid pouch, took his temperature and gave him something to lower his fever (which he did have). Sadly it was only after he had swallowed the pills that he even bothered to make sure that what I gave him wasn’t poison or would not make him drousy.

Needless to say I went back to my seat, strapped myself and my kids in and held onto the sides of the seat for the remainder of the cross Atlantic flight.

2. I had chicken pox twice. Yes I have real talent. I had the pox at age 7 months and despite being exposed to my sisters when they had it when I was in my early teens, I waited till the age of nineteen, 3 weeks after my wedding to come down with it. I actually caught it at my wedding. My nephew the culprit who gave them to me is getting married himself this summer. Hmmm, wonder what gift I am going to give him.

3. Once upon a time, in the days when I was fit and in shape, I taught spinning.
Day 28
(Photo courtesy of Matt Montagne)
Yup you know, that really challenging exercise on a stationery bike. That used to be me in front of a class laughing at everyone struggling along. How the mighty have fallen. I can’t seem to get up a flight of steps these days without huffing.

4. In 40 years I have lived in 8 different houses and 3 different dorms. Five out of those houses were in the ten year period between the ages 20 to 30. One of those houses was on a kibbutz. Actually, I do think that I will listen to Heather from Notes from Lapland and write about kibbutz living. What I consider normal, others may actually find interesting.

5. In elementary school I made it to the state finals for the Jewish International Bible Championships. That was back in the days when my grades were good and I actually absorbed information instead of forgetting where my keys are and my kids’ names.

6. I collect salt and pepper shakers. I have over 200 sets. For those who travel or whose husbands travel quite a bit, this is a convenient collection to have. Salt and pepper shakers are easy to find everywhere. It is a pretty cool collection. I am though going to need to move soon in order to have more room to house the ever growing collection.

7. I have ADD.
Attention - disorder
(Photo courtesy of Sean McMahon)
I was diagnosed as an adult but was told that if I had been diagnosed as a child I probably would have has ADHD. Duh! It is not everyone’s 7th grade teacher who takes a kid’s school desk out of the classroom, puts it outside the door and leaves the door open so that they can hear and not disturb.

Yup, that was me, the one sitting outside and still finding ways to interrupt the class. As an adult years later, I did happen to take a yoga class with the same teacher and she was lovely. So I probably am sure I was quite a handful. Heck, I still am.

So what do you think? Am I interesting enough?

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I now tag the following bloggers with the Kreativ Blogger award and the 7 things we may not know about you meme.

* Rachel at Lifeslightlyused’s Blog
*Dymphna at Me Plus Three and Mr. C
* Vicki at Vegemitevix
* Emma at Mommy Has a Headache
*Eddie at Clouds and Silvery Linings
*Sally at Who’s The Mummy
*Mud in the City at Not Enough Mud

And anyone else would like this award and tag, consider yourselves awarded and tagged!

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We all have pictures from our childhood, teens or even adulthood where we look back at ourselves and wonder what the heck we were thinking when we got dressed. Chances are good though that at the time we thought we were dressing quite fashionably.

And then there are the pictures where you knew at the time that you looked ridiculous and there was not a thing in the world you could do.

I present to you my “beautiful” self all gussied up for a jazz recital.

The funny part about that is that I dance almost as well as I sing. In case you missed the post about how I almost shatter glass singing, I don’t sing well. Now you know that I also have two left feet.

So here I was at about age 11 or 12 I think it was, all dressed up in clothing that was just not me and getting ready for a jazz performance that was also just not me. Don’t ask me how I got suckered into those classes because I have no recollection.

And then to add insult to injury, my father wanted to take pictures. That hideous lovely picture above is the result.

Back then I did not really know how to be a good sport and take things in stride. I can only imagine the grief I gave my parents because my 12 year old is similar to me and she is giving me a run for my money. (Funny how what goes around seems to come back around and bite you in the tush.)

That picture for me represents the me who once was and who still is but who has grown into someone who has learned to be able to laugh at herself. Sure I still take some things too hard, but I have vastly improved over the years.

I love the fact that even with the amount of “pain” I was in, I still managed to get a smile out. For me smiling is essential, even when you are so not in the mood to smile. When you smile, people smile back at you. It makes your day happier.

It sure is a heck of a lot better than crying over your outfit!

Have you ever managed to smile even when you didn’t feel like it? Did you end up feeling better?

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This post was inspired by the prompt of “me” at Gallery Week 4 run by Tara at Sticky Fingers.

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