The English Language

Okay, grammar check again. You know by now how OCD I am about the use of our language today by younger people—and some older people also. Just a tip for success to log into your brain if you can remember this. Lots of blogs or even news stories written by professionals today are saying this: "him/her and me"  like to hang out together. That's atrocious language and shows your ignorance. It's "he/she and I" like to hang out together, not him and me. And always put the pronouns he or she before I. Teach this to others as the word needs to get around. And don't let them tell you that's the way everybody talks! Ask them if they want to remain ignorant all their lives and have themselves defined by how incorrectly they speak. And why don't our teachers correct them in class? A small fraction of time being embarrassed with save them a lifetime of embarrassment and possibly success in their future endeavors.
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Why oh why do men, and now some women, turn their ball caps around and wear them backwards? The visor was invented to keep the sun out of your eyes and to tip your hat to ladies. Have you ever seen a league ball player wear it backwards? No, they know what a cap is for. My hubby always takes it off indoors at restaurants and even when going up to the church to do some catching up on the computer, not especially in stores.
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Things I've seen around the blogs lately:

Boo Hoo Whore embroidery? What the heck is that embroidered on a pillow?

Dream all you want, there are no unicorns or fairies. I'm a bit sick of seeing posts of people idolizing species that do NOT exist, especially when the fairies are pretty much naked. ;-)

Bloggers who talk about intimate, private things on their blogs. Keep it to yourself! It's disgusting and lurid to those of us who wince when we first see it. Private means not discussing it with others. Get it?
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A beautiful small cottage with the lush grounds we associate with cottages.

Purple is one of my favorite colors. It's a great accent for pink and I do have some in my living room.

Is that a fan in the garden? I've never thought of bringing a fan outside but it's a great idea.

An amusing little vignette.

Jewels on pillows? Oh, yes! Beautiful.

I adore this kitchen even though I'd want something a little newer.

My favorite color of blue for clothes.

Now we're talkin' when I saw this kitchen. Beautiful!

Pink oreos? Why not? Loving pink like I do, I'd buy them if they still tasted like chocolate. ;-)

Lovin' this red kitchen. Pink and red and yellow would be my dream kitchen.

Yeah, yeah, here's hoping our clematis will look like this someday.

Beautiful for seashore or beach decor.

Now we're talking beauty!! Love this pink in the kitchen.

Perfect weathered old bench in a park.

Never enough roses in a house in my opinion, even if on a cake. ;-)

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Tidbit:

When Orson Welles won the Best Screenplay Oscar for his classic Citizen Kane in 1941, it wasn't a popular choice. The audience booed.

Potential Oscar winners were told to keep acceptance speeches to 45 seconds after Greer Garson's 1942 speech clocked in at five minutes and 30 seconds.

In 1979 Oscar-wining actress Shirley MacLaine used the podium to cheer up her sibling Warren Beatty, who lost out for Heaven Can Wait. "I want to use this opportunity to say how proud I am of my little brother. Just imagine what you could accomplish if you tried celibacy?" He was not amused.
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Opposites Certainly Do Attract

Just a reminder: 
For those of you who don't know or realize it, I have a Pinterest page with well over 11,000 images. All "eye candy" you would love to see. I post daily or at least very often there. Go visit it. I really don't like tooting my own horn but I will here: In just 6 short months, there are 7,500 followers there, so you know the images are beautiful. Your choice. But if I were you, I wouldn't miss them. ;-)
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Stymies me: 
Why don't I have any tattoos? For the same reason you don't put a bumper sticker on a Ferrari. I see the most beautiful young women, and young men for that matter, who have gorgeous skin—youthful, glowing, smooth, vibrant—and just want to cry. I couldn't put something on my skin that diminishes the skin I was born with.
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Men who leave 10 minutes early to go 1/2 block but wait until 8 minutes to the hour to go 1 and 1/2 miles to pick up a companion to go back the 1 and 1/2 miles to visit another person. Sigh. You know this happened in this household, right?
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The train wreck that recently happened in Spain was caused by the engineer being on his cell phone. Now that hundreds of people are dead because of that, maybe he'll be a bit more careful. Hmmmmm? Sickens me, because I've very nearly been hit by women talking on their cells while driving.
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My hubby and I are both fairly smart, but we're smart in different things. He can talk to someone for hours about different trains, but he can't concentrate on another language enough to learn it. I, on the other hand, know not a thing about trains but I can whip him savagely in learning languages. I'm more of the arts and he's more of the sciences. But as I've said before, we are different in so many ways. Once a man told us while we were together that we were nothing alike. We looked at each other and smiled because we've been married over 52 years. I almost said to the man, "It must be the sex." If I had, I have no doubt he would have been flustered. He's a man that wouldn't say much and would probably blush. But we've made it this far and I expect we'll go out of this world together and spend the rest of eternity together. Opposites can very well do great together with a commitment to love each other to the end of time and beyond and we do.

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A beautiful window. Too bad it has to have iron bars on it. Looks to be in another country though. Actually, I think the bars add interest to the window.

Tulips and narcissus.

Just a simple, beautiful basket of fading roses.

Oh, yum! I love chocolate and coconut together. I'm such a sucker for sweets.

A very cute and open kitchen. Love that look.

Gorgeous camellia.

A sweet vignette in a house. Living here would be relaxing I think.

More gorgeous pillows to drool over. Love these.

A homeowner who loves to sew cute pincushions to look like cookies.

Another relaxing area in a backyard.

I wish I had a space for a couple of these eggs. I'd make them in a minute. They are so cute. Maybe I'll make a few to put in a bowl somewhere in this house.

I saw this and thought it was delightful. How cute it is to place pretty flowerpots on a short ladder like that!

A charming blue and red bedroom.

I'm lovin' this colorful small kitchen and dining room in my favorite colors, pink and red.

And another crafter put her talents to good use. Adorable.

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Tidbits:

Sean "P. Diddy" Combs had his first job at age two when he modeled in an ad for Baskin-Robbins ice cream shops.

Steve Martin once worked at Disneyland selling maps and guidebooks.

Billy Bob Thornton once spent eighteen month working in a Los Angeles pizza parlor. He was so good he work his way up to assistant manager.
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Linking up with Pink Saturday, French Country Cottage, 

Some Statements on Life

For those of you who don't know or realize it, I have a Pinterest page with well over 10,600 images. All "eye candy" you would love to see. I post daily or at least very often there. Go visit it. I really don't like tooting my own horn but I will here: In just 6 short months, there are 7,000 followers there, so you know the images are beautiful. Your choice. But if I were you, I wouldn't miss them. ;-)

Plus I am finding Pinterest much more to my liking at this point than blogging. I love posting those images for all to see. While I love blogging and have mentioned on here this sentiment, there have been times when I've thought of giving it up. But several emails from other bloggers have said how they love the stories as well as the images I post. So for the foreseeable future, I'll blog also. It's fulfilling to be able to share stories and thoughts. There may come a time when it isn't so fulfilling though. I hope that never happens but we'll see.
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Perusing the blogs/internet lately for gorgeous photos I've noticed how small most of the apartment living rooms are in New York. Lots of times they'll be long and narrow. Must be hard to decorate a room like that but some were absolutely lovely.

And I've heard many, many women in my life complain about having kids and not being able to have "nice" things because of that. Poppycock! That's ridiculous! Train your children to live with antiques—if that's your problem— or pretty things and they'll cherish them as much as you. Tell them they can only put their feet on furniture if they don't have shoes on. It's called Manners, people, Manners! I cannot tell you the number of times I've visited with people and their kids just plop their shoes upon the sofa or chair. It makes me pause when wanting to sit down on it. It's a matter of teaching them how to live graciously, and yes, this includes boys or men. Teach them manners and they'll be way ahead of the others in life. Trust me on this one.

My hubby is very careful with our stuff. Also our grandkids are when in our home. It's called "respect." You can absolutely have beautiful things if you teach/train your children to live with them. Sure, something might get broken but I'd rather that happen than not to live with them at all.

And that brings me to another topic I'm nutty about: proper speaking and language. I wonder when I hear many, and I mean MANY, people talk, how they're going to get through life with their verbal skills. And a great deal of these people are college graduates. You'll never be a success if your verbal skills are less than professional.

This issue came up recently on one of the "hottest" trials in history in July. A young woman on the witness stand was maligned because she couldn't read cursive or speak properly. While feeling pain for that young woman, it was sad that a 19 year-old cannot read cursive writing. Plus, assuming she wants to get ahead and make something of herself in life, her language was atrocious. Foul language was her daily vocabulary. To say nothing of its incorrectness. Unless she cleans up that, I doubt she'll have much of a chance in life. We don't use vulgar language at all. Neither do our friends or acquaintances. Truly sad where some of our inner-city kids are headed in the lives. Where are their mothers and their fathers? I'd like to see everyone succeed. They are also children of our Heavenly Father and loved just as much as everyone else. It truly saddens me.
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A place to eat and dream.

A beautiful bedroom in which to pamper yourself.

Have I told you that my favorite thing to do would be to eat donuts every single day for breakfast? This is true!

More gorgeous bouquets of roses.

A lovely vintage chair used more for eye candy than anything else.

Aren't these adorable? I'd definitely wear a air of shoes like these.

And I'd also carry a bag like this one.

And I'd wear shoes like these definitely!

Cute magnets for your refrigerator door. I ONLY put pretty ones on my refrigerator door—roses or something like that. Definitely not ones with pithy sayings. I'm so tired of those.

Gorgeous pillow and bedding.

Yep, I know about now you're lusting for a place like this, preferably on a lake.

I love chicken wire on cabinets. It lets you see what's in your cabinets.

Some lucky women's studio. Sigh.

A sweet tiny area in a kitchen to sit and relax with a cup of your favorite beverage. For me, that would be Pepsi! :-)

Okay, it's a sweet idea, but you really couldn't talk over that pot of daisies. ;-)

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Tidbit:

Las Vegas study: Scented slot machines generate 53% more revenue than unscented ones.
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Just Some More Thoughts 8/1/13

For those of you who don't know or realize it, I have a Pinterest page with almost 10,500 images. All "eye candy" you would love to see. I post often there. Go visit it. I really don't like tooting my own horn but I will here: In just 6 short months, there are over 6,800 followers there, so you know the images are beautiful. Your choice. But if I were you, I wouldn't miss them. ;-)
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Reading the news lately on the internet as we have no television to reference, I've wondered just how low, degrading our society can go. We are warned of this in scriptures but we don't take heed?? Hubs and I have decided to read scriptures more in the evening. It's easy to get out of the habit. For us, that's when we notice our lives get disruptive or out of sync. Then it'll hit us upside the head and we have to do a 180 to get back in sync. But we've noticed certainly from when we were kids, younger adults and middle-aged parents how bad it is getting.

The singer Justin Bieber should have his bottom whipped by his parents. What a brat. I know he's a teenager but surely his parents could step in. What's wrong with them? Are they blinded by the money he probably makes. Personally, I've never heard him "sing" or whatever it is he does. But he certainly is "trashy" as my parents would have said. He's certainly a poster boy for birth control if there ever was one! Bratty, degrading, stupid, malicious. And, no, I'm not serious about the birth control remark.
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How can the politicians who get caught doing degrading, immoral things say they're sorry AFTER getting caught?! That's not sorry for the act. That's sorry for getting caught. I'm very familiar with this as I'm a parent! Seeking 2 weeks of therapy as the San Diego (a city I've lived in and love) mayor has said just doesn't cut it. They all say they're going in for therapy after their behavior becomes public; why didn't they do it before that? Resign or throw the idiot out. He's had 5 women come forth with accusations against him and won't quit. His words: "My failure to respect women is unacceptable." But this was only after he got caught. And it's on video what he's done. He's a pervert plain and simple. And the other idiot "sexting" to women? What is the man thinking? How humiliating for his wife, especially after getting caught twice. My heart goes out to her especially. This is for either political party. Morality is having good morals, not a political party.
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Unwed mothers. I pity them, really feel sorry for them because our daughter was a single mom quite young after divorcing her hubby. It isn't an easy road for them or their children. I'd love to see them married with fathers in the home. It makes all the difference in the world to the kids to have a loving family, a father who loves, respects and cares for their mother. I've even seen articles where living together with a man and the woman calls him her fiancé and that's after years of living together. Honey, if he hasn't married you before now, he ain't ever gonna!

This discussion came up before hubs and I got married. While a man will say, "I love you; let's have sex/live together and get to know each other." My answer to the man would be, "If you love me, you wouldn't even ask." Stops them dead in their tracks right there.
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Why in the world would some races kill their unborn? That was Margaret Sanger's reason for birth control. It certainly looks like it's working but how sad at the cost of a beautiful race of society and gorgeous children. There will be a price to pay in the next life, trust me on this one. It saddens me to see any child wretched from its mother's womb. Sad for the baby certainly, but it does to take its toll on the mother's psyche. (Personal experience with a loved one confirms this.) I pray for goodness to overtake evil on a regular basis. But evil is winning at this moment in time. But I have faith that it won't win the final battle. In fact, I know it won't win in the end.
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Another story out of New Zealand tells of a man, a chef still working, being deported because of his weight. He immigrated there 6 years ago and, although he has lost 66 pounds, he is still overweight, so at the beginning of May they told him they're throwing him and his wife out of their home and the country because the national health service says he's too "costly" to have on their health care system. He was told his weight is not acceptable. So what do they do with the citizens who live there who become overweight? Boggles the mind.
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Okay, I'm off my ranting for today. Sorry, if anyone is offended, but it is my blog to rant sometimes if I want, which is rare.
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Yes, I love this living room. It's very original and colorful.

I just don't get the "falling apart walls" syndrome going around. Tacky, in my opinion.

You just can't have too many roses.

Love this lampshade also. If only I could paint.

Cute way to display items.

This is a swing that can be hung by ropes on a porch, put legs on it or can be a dog bed. I don't think I'd give a dog this though.

A cute assortment of teacups, pots and bottles on a pink and gold table.

Yes, I'd take this chair in a heart beat also.

Lovely! Look at the lampshade. Adorable.

And, of course, you can't have too many chandeliers in your home.

Sighing with delight. What a place off the dining room.

Another darling cabinet to store things in.

Loving this chair with all the different fabrics.

I think this blue kitchen is one of the prettiest I've ever seen.

This looks suspiciously like a Charles Faudree sun room design. I absolutely love his work.

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Tidbits: 

More good news from nature: Flies spend 10% of their time vomiting.

One acre of peanuts produces enough peanut butter for 30,000 peanut butter sandwiches.
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Linking up with Pink Saturday.