La Luna’s World

We seemed to have acquired a black cat.  Someone left him behind when they moved. (bad ) My daughters call him different names.  Currently he is known as E-gis.  He cannot come inside; we have birds that spend most of the day out of their cages.  So he is an outdoor cat.  He is getting older and has seen may cat fights.  It seems like most of the times I am patching him up.  He is really good about it.  Yesterday afternoon I was out feeding him and I thought while he was eating I would spread a little catnip in a remote corner of the back garden.  It was an instant zing to him.  I saw him stop eating and start smelling the air. He did a b-line to the catnip and proceeded to go crazy.  Now, I thought food would take preference, but catnip does.  Later in the night I saw another cathead to that same area and proceeded to go crazy.  This morning another cat came in the back yard and headed to the same spot and went crazy.  How long does catnip last? I though E-gis pretty much ate and rolled away all the catnip.
I read today that they have trained dogs for mental disorders. It was in People magazine.  These dogs are with their people 24 hours a day.  The can smell bipolar, or agoraphobic,
or manic attack 10 to 15 minutes before it happens.  They are trained to nudge their people before the attacks hit.  The people proceed to take medications that the dogs carry in a pack they wear on their backs.
How would it be to have that keen sense of smell?  It seems like we are one of the few species that does not have the acute sense of smell.

Now that I work in a professional office, I have to dress in a somewhat casual business style. So every morning I get up I spend a good amount of time just looking in my closet for that one perfect outfit. I put on and take off sometimes three or four outfits. It does not matter that I wore it last week and it looked great, today it looks like I gained 20 pounds with it on. My hair has to be just right, the make up has to be applied, because for goodness sake you should not leave the house without makeup on. You walk out into the world feeling like you stepped out of a fashion magazine, and what happens? No one notices. You are just the worker that sits in your cubical and does your work. No one comment, gee that is a nice outfit! So I think to myself, I should not have wasted my time this morning picking out the perfect thing and primping and fussing with hair and makeup. I should have sat and read the paper, and had a leisurely breakfast. I remember once I went out and got a really nice haircut. I thought oh my, I look different; I’m like one of those people who had a makeover like on TV. I went to work and no one said a thing. A few weeks later someone said oh your hair looks good today. I come to the conclusion that the only people, who care how I look, are me, myself and I. Sounds harsh? Well, I think we dress to please ourselves. My mother once commented if you want guys to notice you, put on a nice dress and doll yourself up. On a Saturday, I did just that, I step out and went shopping all over the place. The only men who I saw looking at me were men that maybe appreciated well-dressed women; they were older men in their late sixties and early seventies. I now notice my daughters doing the same thing. Each spends time, my youngest a lot of time in their closet looking for the one perfect outfit. I try to make a comment on it. Even though they come up with humdingers. Then I wonder do I walk out of the house wearing a humdinger outfits?

I usually get up early and go for my morning exercise. I am a walker. It is usually before the roads are crowded with commuters. It is so peaceful and beautiful. The birds are singing, the air is fresh and feels clean. There is coolness and stillness to the day. I just walk and feel kind of like an intruder. All of a sudden it seems like humans are not the dominant beings. Mother nature and birds are in power. The two in combo creates a wonderful peaceful moment. It is so enjoyable. There are a few others out walking, and it always amazes me, they always have the warmest cheerful greetings. It is the best way to start the day.
This morning I rode my bicycle. While the work out was a lot better. I missed that peaceful time. It was not quite there when you are peddling and zooming around like a workout fanatic.
When I was a kid, I use to hop on my bike and ride all over Danville. There really wasn’t any hurry to get anywhere. I used to hum and sing, “I ride my bicycle passed your window last night, I roller skated thru your door in delight…” I never wore a helmet, never saw many stop signs, and did not have to worry about a lot of cars driving around. Those were wonderful days to be a kid, freedom to wonder and enjoy. Parents never worried about their children being taken by strangers, The only time we would get in trouble was when we were late for dinner. Now, that same free and peaceful feeling I had when I was a kid riding my bike leisurely, I get walking early in the AM.

Blogucaton: learning to blog
Blogology:study of blogs
Blogetiquette: being a polite blogger
Blogappeal: interesting blog
Blogelation: joy in blogging
Blogesponsible: blogging responsibly
Blogillerate: people who don’t blog
Blogadocious: bragging while blogging
Blogetitious: boring blog
Blogaholic: Addicted to blogging
Blogemotion: when reading a blog you feel happy, sad, mad…
Blogarrhea: when you have a lot to write about
Blogsipation: haven’t blogged for a while
Blogibismo: Cure of blogarrhea
Blogunchies: while blogging you get the munchies

My brother started this dictionary for bloggers and I just came up with more. If you have more blog words please add.

When I was in college, (No the dinosaurs where not around) I had three experiences where a total stranger came up to me calling me by a different name and talking to me like they knew me for years. At first I was thinking maybe they had the right person, but the wrong name. Then each recalled experiences that we had together. That was when I stopped them and told them my name. Each looked at me with shock and said I was a dead ringer for this girl that each knew.
It is said that everyone has someone that looks like him or her in this vast world. No, I don’t mean when your grandma says, oh you look just like your great aunt on your father’s side. I mean currently, to someone you are not related to, maybe even on another continent.
This started me thinking, that maybe this cloning thing is not just recent. May be it has been around for a very long time. Your imagination can go wild with various ideas. But now when you hear your mom say, Oh honey there is no one in the world who is as beautiful as you are. You know otherwise. Oh by the way this would tick off Snow White’s step mother.
The upside of this is that even though someone may look like you, they certainly don’t act or think or feel the way you do. Geese I wonder what my clone is doing now?

Let ‘s talk about one of the most perfect meal known to man.
Let’s put it this way, I have never met one single person that didn’t like this warm baked cheesy aromatic piece of heaven.
FOLKS, LET ME INTRODUCE….THE PIZZA.
Pizza is one of the few meals in one entree that has all the four food groups, and eating vegetables is actually a pleasure.  You would never have to pinch your nose with your fingers to get this nutritious creation down the good old stomach.
Today I saw a personal pan pizza the size of a medium pizza.  It was picture perfect, a true piece of art, something you would see at the Smithsonian.
Now I know there are people out there that have inside information on where to get the best pizza around.  I invite you to give it up and share that information with me.  Until then , lets put our hands together for a round of applause for the Pizza…..

In the background I hear the fireworks going off. I am comfortable and safe in my little world I call home. Think about the how luck we are not to be living in a war zone, or in a extremely unhealthy environment where disease is rampant, or possibly we have to line up for water everyday, because the water is unsafe to drink or bathe in.
This Country is really wonderful to live in. We may have a lot of gripes and issues about the politics or cost of living and more. But until you leave this country and visit other countries, you don’t realize how much we Americans have. I know when I come back from over seas trip, I feel like kissing the ground, and I always say, gee whiz I am so happy to be home. America, we who are citizens have so much, I know we have a tendency to forget. But take a moment and remember……

Said in verbiage 2006 adolescent

It is like who you are
Not who you should be.
It is like how you look
Not like how you should look
It is like how you feel
Not like how you should feel
It is like how you think
Not like how you should think
It is like where you are
Not like where you should be
This world in which we live is critically harsh
Embrace yourself
Love yourself, your whole being.

Lura

Art is not only seen in museum, galleries , street fairs, or stores that sell reproductions.
It is in the most common of places.

The latest sighting…

Sephoria, Walnut Creek, CA

If you walk into the store on look up and over to your left a panel right below the ceiling,
are photos of men in their birthday suits, very modest and tasteful.
One in particular is a man in the beginning position of a forward tumbling roll.
His body is pretty close to perfection.
The lines and the curves are spectacular to the eye.
A must see to appreciate.
The right side of the store has women in their birthday suits. It is ok.
I just like to go in and be treated really well by the staff they are all so nice.

Coconut Humming Bird Cake

This recipe you have to follow to the “T”. Cakes are really tricky in order to get the correct consistency you have to take no short cuts and have all ingredients the right temp the right order and the right measurements.

Three layer cake

Cake: Butter for pans

3 cups of unsifted all purpose flour

2 cup granulated sugar

1 teaspoon baking soda

1 teaspoon cinnamon

1/4 teaspoon salt ( salt enhances the flavor, I just fiqure that out)

3 large eggs beaten

3/4 cup vegetable oil

2 mashed ripe bananas

8 oz can crushed pineapple with juice

1 cup chopped pecans

2 teaspoons vanilla extract

East part, set oven to 350 F. Butter and sprinkle a little flour in baking pans (3- 9 inches pans)

In large bowl stir in, do not beat, dry ingredients, (in order, flour sugar baking soda cinnamon, and salt. Add beaten eggs and veg oil stir until ingredients are moist. Stir in b-a-n-a-n-a-s (sung to the tune of Gwen Stephanie song) pineapple with juice pecans and vanilla. Divide batter into 3 cake pans. Bake for 25 to 30 minutes until tooth pick inserted comes out clean. Let cake cool in pan for 10 minutes and remove from pan and place on wire rack to cool, then frost.

Cream cheese frosting (use the store bought frosting, it seems like it has less sugar)

1 1/2 cups unsweetened coconut flakes( sprinkle on top and on sides of cake after you have frosted the cake.

Or… 8 oz package cream cheese soften, 8 tablespoons (1 stick butter ) 1 teaspoon vanilla , 1 pound box of shifted confectioners sugar.

In bowl mix with electric mixer medium speed cream cheese , butter and vanilla until smooth, reduce speed of mixer and add sugar until frosting thicken

You are finished, now comes the best part, eat cake and be merry…