The Happiness Thread

I think I figured out a way to remember new words quicker. I've tested it out for a few days and it seems to work. It is quite the unusual method. Basically, I use my right index finger to touch my index knuckle of my left hand, and with my eyes closed, I sub-vocalize the word while visualizing it in my minds eyes. But what I do further is say the simplest synonym of the word, while touching the next knuckle on my left hand, so that my mind connects the original word with its simplest synonym.

So the sequence would go: Look at word ---> Close eyes ----> Touch left index knuckle with right index finger ---> say word while visualizing it ----> Open eyes ---> repeat for its simplest synonym but on the second knuckle.

How autistic is that? No, but seriously. Every word that I tested, I remember on sight and can connect it to its synonym with little thought. I'm sure to some, this would be a weird thing to be happy about but I cannot tell you how much I've struggled with memory after my health issues a few years ago. For this to work so well is like a miracle. So yeah, I've been in a pretty good mood. All I need now is a girl who isn't terrified by my alien presence, and I will be good.

 

Floccinaucinihilipilification.

 

That is evil. (I like it.)

 

You can't spell graveyard without Rave Yard!

 

I work night shift on the beach and this one always cracks me up.

 

Night shift on a beach sounds relaxing unless it's a bar or security.

 

It really is. I go out on the back deck and take my breaks there. Some nights the waves are so loud and just so peaceful. The beach is my meditation.

 

Reminds me of Guam. Used to look out over the tropical bay after shifts on the flight line. Listen to the waves perfectly striking the shore, with the moon reflecting brightly off the waters. Good times.

 

I just realized that in just a few hours I will have been happily married to the same person for 25 years. Literally still love him as much as when we tied the knot in 1994, maybe even more because he's proven over a very long time that he's the one. Mr. Kelly, you're the best thing that ever happened to me!

 

Congratulations! Hubs and I will hit that mile marker soon. Sometimes it seems like yesterday I forgot my shoes an hour away from the venue and thunder rumbled overhead a fraction of a second after the preacher said "You may kiss your bride." Other times it seems we've been together forever and I'd have it no other way.

 

You've obviously never changed your mind at the last minute about doing something for no other reason than you wanted to and not have anyone around to be either disappointed or judgmental about it. Congratulations, though, don't let my cynicism make you think I'm not actually happy for you.

 

My cat is kneading her fleecy blanket, and purring loudly. She's so adorable now she's old. She'll literally let me do anything to her. Throw both arms around her body. Rest my head on her head. It looks as though I'm using her as a pillow. Earlier, she licked my eyelid. Who'd have thought I'd love a cat so much

 

My daughter is a cat lady who adopted a three-legged black cat they named Trig. Four years later she's developed a serious cat allergy. She refuses to let Trig go but once he's gone, her husband and doctor say no more cats.

Enjoy your purr-ball! There's something comforting in falling asleep with a purr-ball on the pillow.

 

Thank you.

Ah, three-legged Trig sounds so sweet.

I've always been a dog person, but this cat was living wild, and you can't turn them away when they've got no-one, can you?

She's tiny, a calico tabby, mostly white.

 

I had a grey calico once. She was a lunatic.

When my daughter's family returned to the States from Korea the chartered military flight refused to allow Trig on the plane (idiot contractor can't use a tape measure, said the carrier was 0.25" too tall.) So she, her husband and two preschoolers went to a taxi stand. While on the way across Seoul to Inchon they purchased four tickets home from a phone. Total <$7k.

At Inchon they were told the airline wouldn't allow animals on flights scheduled to last longer than twelve hours (thanks a lot PETA, and the flight ended up 11 hrs 50 min.) My daughter started circling the airport with her cat carrier in one hand and her five year old holding the other, stopping at each airline's ticketing desk trying to find a flight that would allow her cat. No luck.

One agent told her Americans in her situation leave their animals in the parking lot. No way that was happening.

Their visas expired at midnight and she was desperate.

Somehow a Korean woman who worked at the United counter learned about the crazy waegugwan lady with the kid and cat. The Korean lady had just lost her cat to cancer and offered to keep Trig until they could arrange transport for him to El Paso. She sent my daughter daily videos and photos of Trig the entire three weeks it took to arrange his flight.

In the end they spent <$3k to get Trig back to the States. The military refused to pay any of those costs.

 

Did she take care of kitty?

 

What

What a story

 

Sorry you've been monkey balls busy, Homer Potvin.

I've been working today, Sunday. Always feel a bit sorry for myself having to get up early while everyone is snoozing or cuddling or recovering from a hangover.