Day 15: Because of Love

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Because of Love!! “this is a true story”

A brother and sister had made their usual hurried, obligatory pre- Christmas visit to the little farm where dwelt their elderly parents with their small herd of horses. The farm was where they had grown up and it had been named Lone Pine Farm because of the huge pine, which topped the hill behind the farmhouse. Through the years the tree had become a talisman to the old man and his wife, and a landmark in the countryside. The young siblings had fond memories of their childhood here, but the city hustle and bustle added more excitement to their lives, and called them away to a different life.

The old folks no longer showed the horses, for the years had taken their toll, and getting out to the barn on those frosty mornings was getting harder, but it gave them a reason to get up in the mornings and a reason to live. They sold a few foals each year, and the horses were their reason for joy in the morning and contentment at day’s end.

Angry, as they prepared to leave, the young couple confronted the old folks “Why do you not at least dispose of The Old One.” She is no longer of use to you. It’s been years since you’ve had foals from her. You should cut corners and save so you can have more for yourselves. How can this old worn out horse bring you anything but expense and work? Why do you keep her anyway?”

The old man looked down at his worn boots, holes in the toes, scuffed at the barn floor and replied, ” Yes, I could use a pair of new boots.”

His arm slid defensively about the Old One’s neck as he drew her near. With gentle caressing he rubbed her softly behind her ears. He replied quietly, “We keep her because of love. Nothing else, just love.”

Baffled and impatient, the young folks wished the old man and his wife a Merry Christmas and headed back toward the city as darkness stole through the valley.

The old couple shook their heads in sorrow that it had not been a happy visit. A tear fell upon their cheeks. How is it that these young folks do not understand the peace of the love that filled their hearts?

So it was, that because of the unhappy leave-taking, no one noticed the smell of the insulation smoldering on the frayed wires in the old barn. None saw the first spark fall. None but the “Old One”.

In a matter of minutes, the whole barn was ablaze and the hungry flames were licking at the loft full of hay. With a cry of horror and despair, the old man shouted to his wife to call for help as he raced to the barn to save their beloved horses. But the flames were roaring now, and the blazing heat drove him back. He sank sobbing to the ground, helpless before the fire’s fury. His wife back from calling for help cradled him in her arms, clinging to each other, they wept at their loss.

By the time the fire department arrived, only smoking, glowing ruins were left, and the old man and his wife, exhausted from their grief, huddled together in front of the barn. They were speechless and stunned as they rose from the cold snow covered ground. They nodded thanks to the firemen as there was nothing anyone could do now. The old man turned to his wife, resting her white head upon his shoulder as his shaking old hands clumsily dried her tears with a frayed red bandana. Brokenly he whispered, “We have lost much, but God has spared our home on this eve of Christmas. Let us gather strength and climb the hill to the old pine where we have sought comfort in times of despair. We will look down upon our home and give thanks to God that it has been spared and pray for our beloved most precious gifts that have been taken from us.

And so, he took her by the hand and slowly helped her up the snowy hill as he brushed aside his own tears with the back of his old, withered hand.

The journey up the hill was hard for their old bodies in the steep snow. As they stepped over the little knoll at the crest of the hill, they paused to rest, looking up to the top of the hill, the old couple gasped and fell to their knees in amazement at the incredible beauty before them.

Seemingly, every glorious, brilliant star in the heavens was caught up in the glittering, snow-frosted branches of their beloved pine, and it was aglow with heavenly candles. And poised on its top- most bough, a crystal crescent moon glistened like spun glass Never had a mere mortal created a Christmas tree such as this. They were breathless as the old man held his wife tighter in his arms.

Suddenly, the old man gave a cry of wonder and incredible joy. Amazed and mystified, he took his wife by the hand and pulled her forward. There, beneath the tree, in resplendent glory, a mist hovering over and glowing in the darkness was their Christmas gift. Shadows glistening in the night light.

Bedded down around the “Old One” close to the trunk of the tree, was the entire herd, safe.

At the first hint of smoke, she had pushed the door ajar with her muzzle and had led the horses through it. Slowly and with great dignity, never looking back, she had led them up the hill, stepping cautiously through the snow. The foals were frightened and dashed about. The skittish yearlings looked back at the crackling, hungry flames, and tucked their tails under them as they licked their lips and hopped like rabbits. The mares that were in foal with a new years crop of babies, pressed uneasily against the “Old One” as she moved calmly up the hill to safety beneath the pine. And now she lay among them and gazed at the faces of the old man and his wife.

Those she loved she had not disappointed. Her body was brittle with years, tired from the climb, but the golden eyes were filled with devotion as she offered her gift —LOVE. Because of love. Only Because of love.

Tears flowed as the old couple shouted their praise and joy… And again the peace of love filled their hearts.

This is a true story.
Willy Eagle.

Random dance party…

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I must say this day has been amazing!  I was out of the office the majority of the day.  I accomplished so much.  I started at the office where I send out a handful of emails.  Then I went to my DR’s appointment(what a bitch it is to go to the DR over balding and heartburn at 25!) where my appointment accidentally got switched.  I was delayed–which is not so bad really.  SO I sent out “Happy Hump Day” messages.  I got a call from Katherine asking what that was…and that was a beautifully short but sweet conversation.  I then went to the store and successfully bought Rogaine (for women) for the first time,  print off all of my pictures to send out, and organized my life.  By the way, if you are ever looking for hair loss medicine, like Rogaine, it will be found on the TOP shelf in the “medicated” hair product section.  You actually have to look up….Well anyways,  I have a new friend that I have been talking to and I will call him Nomad.  And followers….He.  Is.  Wonderful.  We have been talking for a few weeks…and I talked with him for almost 2 hours this evening.  First, I can hear your voice in like 7ish years.  What a wonderful addition!
We met when I was a sophomore in college and literally talked maybe 5 times between then and what we are talking now.  Last contact before this was a Christmas card sent early for break…at 19 I didn’t appreciate it.  BUT, It was pretty funny because, we just kept talking this time and here we are now.  🙂  Such a strangely cool connection.  It’s SO very strange.  We will see if he gets tired of me anytime soon…
So because my language program didn’t workout…I decided to have a random dance party instead.
My play list is as follows:
Flo Rida/Club Can’t Even Handle Me Right Now: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WOep-pUv-9g
LASTLY:
Coolio/Gangsta’s Paradise: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YFK6H_CcuX8

 

Enjoy the music as it was picked by yours truly!  If you have any additions YOU my readers would like to see….Please feel free to post and add!

Love, light, and happiness to all,

CatMan

Three Cheers to Hibernation!

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You know it’s bad when you have a run in with a friend and they tell you that you look tired or something.  Really?  Because I am pretty sure that I have been sitting on my big butt eating chocolate bon-bons over Christmas and the New Year celebration.

You also know it’s getting bad when you are wearing your glasses into work just to sort of hide the bags that have appeared over night literally.  Between the cold chills of winter, the lack of sleep, and emotional draining….I feel alright.  I may look like hell but, I just feel fine.

Biologically, I want to hibernate like a bear.  Say “Peace out home slice and bury myself between the covers for a day or two!”.

🙂 Doesn't the bear look comfy?

Psychologically, I can’t say that I feel much different except for it would probably do me some good getting about 2 complete days worth of straight sleep.  Emotionally, if I could shut them off for a period of 2 days…BINGO!  Life would be good.  Winter funks are never cool in my book.

So I raise my cup of coffee to all the equally tired and exhausted readers out there and say “3 CHEERS TO HIBERNATION!”  Who’s with me?

❤  The EXHAUSTED CatMan

PS:  Keep your eyes peeled to read some really comical posts based on my “break”!  Keep your chin up and live life to the fullest with great purpose!

Ho, Ho, HO!

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You'll shoot your eye out kid! Merry Christmas! HO, HO, HO!

 

 

I love Christmas for the very reason, there is Church opportunities to see friends and family that you haven’t seen for years, family comes from all over to see you, and plenty of food is provided to feed a small army…and then some!

How fortunate and blessed we are to have such a great and wonderful feast.  I also must think how spoiled we are in such a nation that we can pay NFL players millions of dollars for a starter season, yet we have people who are struggling to make ends meat.  It seems a little back words to me.

This Christmas, we started off with a trip to the Redi-med to get my Anut stitches. (This is a very typical start to a Holiday!  For an instance, I cut my hand pretty badly day before Thanksgiving…so TAG Anut…YOU’RE IT!)  No stitches from a Red Ryder BB gun…She somehow managed to trip on carpet and gash her head.  6 stitches later…sigh…we could start prepping for Children’s Mass.  We ate Italian Beef for Christmas eve and then relaxed as Santa came.  My siblings told us that they were going to wait until 9:30am to wake us up for presents…they actually stuck to their bargain!!!   As a family gift we received the game “Just Dance 2” for Wii.  I must say it really brought the family together!  We played it for hours on end and everyone was laughing and carrying on to the point that we forgot poor grandma was still eating in the kitchen!  It was my two sisters and I, my littlest brother, cousins–mostly their wives though, my parents, and Anut.  (Anut is how I used to write my Aunt Cathy’s cards and notes out because she is a school principal with an english background…she used to get so irritated! I am not the best speller; however I did that one on purpose.  It stuck with her now for years and years!)

When people get over the fact that you look stupid while you’re playing the game, you tend to have a lot more fun.  No joke we were probably burning so many calories from laughing and dancing that it really wouldn’t matter what we ate!  Life is too short to count the calories anyways!

Family is an interesting dynamic.  Sometimes it is easier than others to tolerate certain members but all in all they are what they are.  “Families are like fudge – mostly sweet with a few nuts.”  ~Author Unknown.  (Couldn’t have said it better myself!)   You were chosen by God to be with your family and embrace that!  They are the only family you got!

How was everyone else’s Christmas?  Any funny stories to share?

“The Douche Lord”

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Today I devote my blog entry to all of those men that make women’s life heck.  Oh you know who you are…Here’s a clue if you still don’t get it:  the Italian Stallion was definitely one of them.

 

One example of a Douche Lord

 

OK women beware.  This type of man lurks everywhere with only one motive in mind…”satisfy myself”.  How rude?  Very rude.

So first I am going to define what a Douche Lord is and then we will go from there.  A Douche Lord is a man who is usually full of himself in one way shape or form.  He think’s he cares for others but, really he is using them and OK with manipulating them to get what he wants.  His world revolves around numero uno.  (He is a victim of the Me-Me-Me syndrome)  Well this type of male is totally toxic for a woman’s self-esteem, divine nature, and just is a one man wrecking crew.

Here is a good blog I found highlighting some Douche Bags thru the ages: http://www.the-fed.org/articles/volume25/issue2/douches.html

A Douche Lord is King of the Douche Bags.  He may or may not be affiliated with a fraternal order.  More than likely he thinks he is a pretty boy, but really he just looks silly.  He tries too hard.  These men should be avoided at all cost!

 

hahahahahaha! 🙂 What goofs!

 

This weekend I realized that there is way too much of this “me” douche bag-ness in our society and culture.  Sorry men for just picking on you, but the fact is women can be Douche Lords as much as men can.  So it does go both ways.

Life isn’t really about us.  Life should be about a bigger picture.  How we as tiny humble beings are using our gifts to help serve others on their journey, how we can make someone’s day a little better, or how we can make an impact on people we come in contact with daily.  If we truly want to make a difference in this world then, we need to see what is in front of our faces and act/react accordingly.  Love starts with you.  Kindness starts with….say it…YOU.  Compassion starts with you.

Let’s all make a promise to ourselves today my followers to not be Douche Lords or Douche Bags.  Lets think of others today, not ourselves AND remember where we have been and where we are going.  This is fitting for the Christmas Season.  Be kind to all those traveling on this difficult journey called life and help a brother (or sister!) out!

Today (or everyday’s) Mantra:  “I will put aside my wants and selfish desires today and be more giving and forgiving.  I will make it a better day for my family and friends.”

Give, not to receive or ask in return.  That’s the first step to being happy loves!

Love and good blessings to you sweet friend!

 

XOXO

CatMan

Just one of those days…

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Today friends has just been one of those days.  In celebration of Christmas, I have worn my ugly Christmas sweater all day today with out anyone saying anything!  What the heck?  Do people seriously think I have this bad of taste?  Oh I sure hope not!

 

Just an example of my beauty today 🙂

 

Today is also the day we had our white elephant gift exchange at work.  I just wanted to say my gag gift of ikky wine went solid and was traded several times before I remained in the hands of Suzie-Q.  It was delightful.  I know that she appreciates it.  Unlike other people…sigh.  People can’t appreciate cheep booze…

Tomorrow is our company Christmas Party!  Followed by a B.Y.O.B (bring your own bum…duh!) Corn-hole tournament.  It will be intense I am sure!  I cannot wait to see everyone dressed up.  It is a great change of pace compared to the usual jeans and t-shirts I am used to seeing.

I wanted to also inform you that I have picked up a second job!  YAY, get excited!  I am stuffing cookies for a customer of mine.  They are good people!  If you ever want to taste the best cookies in the world (next to your mom’s of course!)…visit www.cookiecottage.com.  They are a local company that was started by a pair of sisters.  Local and family owned and operated…it’s fantastic!  Please support  🙂

I feel so unprepared for Christmas!  I have cards sent out, but I need to get my gifts in order!  YIKES!  SO MUCH TO DO SO LITTLE TIME!!!  7 days…

Merry Christmas to you all!

xoxo

CatMan

Shattered “Joy”

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So today I realized that it has been a while since I have written.  Mind you a lot has happened between now and the last time I was on…and just to add to the chaos…I realized that the next day I have free is Wed!  CRAZY.

Well, I was making beautiful ornaments for my friend’s christmas gifts and I used Peebo on them.  Peebo is a special paint used to paint on glass, then you bake it and it seals it from chipping!  Really some cool little stuff.

I was talking to one of my girlfriend’s on the phone as I was trying to place these little bulbs in the oven when out of no where one of them dropped…dead little indian!  My favorite of favorite ones shattered as I was getting ready to put it in the oven!  It was JOY!  Joy bounced on the linoleum, then bounced one more than crashed.  FAIL.  I kind of laughed at the irony.  But, never to completely lose hope I pressed on…

Next semi-humorous thing that happened to the “less than joyful CatMan”, I was sitting on my couch watching T.V.  I was in a Sangria mood.  Oh how tasty it was!  Well…I was texting and drinking (not smart if you can’t walk and talk and chew gum at the same time!) so I set my drink down on the corner of the chair’s arm and proceeded to dump it all on top of me!  Seriously?  ALL OVER MY CELL PHONE!  Upon cussing up a storm, I took a deep breath and realized my phone just was jealous that I was drinking it all!  I took the phone and dabbed it off, took a shower, then sat back down and finished my show.

 

maybe I should invest?

 

 

As if things couldn’t get any better?  Just wait…it does!

Now.  I feel this whole little period for me is a test.  Just then I get a text message from and old friend “just wanting to say hi!”.   Grrrr….so being the nice cordial person I am…I said hello back.  We exchanged words then I politely told him to buzz off…I was very proud of myself!  Joy at this very moment was restored.  It was like the clouds parted and God spoke to me “GREAT JOB, CatMan!” A big smile was brought to my face.

Last night was the last test that I was given.  My sister and I were creating Rosaries for Christmas gifts.  For those of you who don’t know what a Rosary is…it is a meditation tool and devotional to Our Lady.  It is a very powerful prayer.  So we bought this set.  Neither one of us has made jewelry mind you…and we were really struggling there in the beginning.  I then suggested having a drink!  We drank hot cocoa and peppermint schnapps and proceeded to dig in to the project.  Once we figured it out, it wasn’t so bad…however when it was all said and done: 2 glasses of hot cocoa drink, 2 decade’s in, one spill, one minor gash on the finger, and one movie down …we finally just laughed at our frustration!  It actually was quite comical at how pathetic we looked.  We did enjoy each other’s company though.  🙂

All in all, even despite the shattering of joy, we can still find humor in our dismay.  If you can’t find laughter then what good is it anyway??

The CatMan