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Ray’s Daily

September 10, 2020

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“Enthusiasm is contagious. Be a carrier.”

Susan Rabin

Some folks have asked me what I am doing these days. When I am not working on recovering from boubts of gout I talk to Nancy on the phone and try to visit her everyday at the skilled nursing facility on the other side of our complex. This morning I have a very early doctors appointment, so here as another Daily fro yesteryear.

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Ray’s Daily first published on September 10, 2007

As I try to adjust to a slower pace for the month or so leading up to my surgery I find myself going a little stir crazy. There is too much going on that I am missing. There are some bright points, people more understand when I tell them I can’t do something, there is more time for frivolous home based stuff, and my dreams during my many naps are more frequent and more interesting. But the truth be told I am having a hard time maintaining my enthusiasm and I hate that. Maybe that is why my friend Vince sent me the following some time ago, if it is I wonder how he knew I was going to slow down. 

He wrote: John is the kind of guy you love to hate. He is always in a good mood and always has something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, “If I were any better, I would be twins!” He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, John was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation. Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up and asked him, “I don’t get it! You can’t be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?”

He replied, “Each morning I wake up and say to myself, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or … you can choose to be in a bad mood I choose to be in a good mood.” Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or…I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it. Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or… I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life.

“Yeah, right, it’s not that easy,” I protested.

“Yes, it is,” he said. “Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: It’s your choice how you live your life.”

I reflected on what he said. Soon hereafter, I left the Tower Industry to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it. Several years later, I heard that he was involved in a serious accident, falling some 60 feet from a communications tower. After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, he was released from the hospital with rods placed in his back.

I saw him about six months after the accident. When I asked him how he was, he replied, “If I were any better, I’d be twins…Wanna see my scars?”

I declined to see his wounds, but I did ask him what had gone through his mind as the accident took place. “The first thing that went through my mind was the well-being of my soon-to-be born daughter,” he replied. “Then, as I lay on the ground, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live or…I could choose to die. I chose to live.”

“Weren’t you scared? Did you lose consciousness?” I asked He continued, “the paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read ‘he’s a dead man’. I knew I needed to take action.”

“What did you do?” I asked.

“Well, there was a big burly nurse shouting questions at me,” said John. “She asked if I was allergic to anything ‘Yes, I replied!’ The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, ‘Gravity’.” Over their laughter, I told them, “I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead.”

He lived, thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude… I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully. Attitude, after all, is everything. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own. After all today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday.

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I seldom worry until it is too late, but my attitude sometimes weakens. When it does it is time for me to remember it is my choice and all I have to do is not let it happen.

Ray

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Paddy was driving down the street in a sweat because he had an important meeting and couldn’t find a parking place.  Looking up to heaven he said, “Lord take pity on me. If you find me a parking place I will go to Mass every Sunday for the rest of me life and give up me Irish Whiskey!”  

Miraculously, a parking place appeared. Paddy looked up again and said, “Never mind, Lord, I found one.”

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To find a fault is easy; to do better may be difficult.

Plutarch

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During the jury-selection process, the judge asked a prospective juror some questions. “Have you formed any opinion about the guilt or innocence of the man on trial, Mr. Ferguson?”  

“None whatsoever,” Ferguson answered.  

“Are you opposed to capital punishment?” the judge asked.  

“Certainly not in this case.”

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We sleep in separate rooms, we have dinner apart, we take separate vacations – we’re doing everything we can to keep our marriage together.

Rodney Dangerfield

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A little boy was eating breakfast one morning and got to thinking about things.

“Mommy, mommy, why doesn’t daddy have very many hairs on his head?” he asked his mother.

“He thinks a lot,” replied his mother, pleased with herself for coming up with such a diplomatic explanation for her husband’s baldness.

Or she was until her son thought for a second and asked, “So, why do you have so much hair?”

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A bore is a person who talks so much about himself that you don’t get a chance to talk about yourself.

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Susie is walking around in a supermarket calling out, “Crisco, Crisssssssco!”

Soon a store clerk approaches and says, “Lady, the Crisco is in aisle D.”

Susie replies, “Oh, I’m not looking for the cooking stuff. I’m calling my husband.”

The clerk is astonished. “Your husband’s name is Crisco?”

Susie answers, “Oh no, no, no. I only call him that when we’re out in public.”

“I see,” said the clerk. “What do you call him at home?”

Susie smiles and says, “Lard ass.”

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Life intrudes.

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A man appeared before St. Peter at the Pearly Gates.

“Have you ever done anything of particular merit”? St. Peter asked.

“Well, I can think of one thing,” the man offered. “Once, on a trip to the Black Hills, out in South Dakota, I came upon a gang of bikers, who were threatening a young woman. I directed them to leave her alone, but they wouldn’t listen. So, I approached the largest and most heavily tattooed biker and smacked him in his face, kicked his bike over, ripped out his nose ring and threw it on the ground. I yelled, “Now, back off or I’ll ruin you all!”

St. Peter was impressed. “When did this happen”? He asked.

“Just a couple of minutes ago.”

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Woman shopping for wallpaper to clerk: “Now we’re getting somewhere.  That’s the exact opposite of what I’m looking for.”

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A man went to see his doctor because his hands kept shaking.

“Do you drink much?” asked the doctor.

“No,” said the man. “I spill most of it”.

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“None are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm.”

Henry David Thoreau

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Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana

Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies. The editor is somewhat senile.

Ray’s Daily has been sent for more than twenty years to people who want to start their day on an upbeat. If you have system overload because of our daily clutter, let me know and I will send you the information via mental telepathy. If you have not been getting our daily you can request to be added by e-mailing me at raykiwsp@gmail.com. Back issues are posted at http://rays-daily,com/ currently there are more than 2000 readers from around the world.

Back Again

Ray’s Daily

September 9, 2020

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It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.

e.e. cummings

I have been having some medical problems that took me down for a few days. I am back and will be restarting the daily. Probably will fall back on reruns more than usual.

Ray

Ray’s Daily first published on September 9, 2004

Almost a century ago William James said, “I have often thought that the best way to define a man’s character would be to seek out the particular mental or moral attitude in which, when it came upon him, he felt himself most deeply and intensely active and alive. At such moments there is a voice inside which speaks and says: “This is the real me!””

I wonder how many of us are free enough to have such moments. It sometimes seems that too many of us live our lives as actors who must not deviate from an externally imposed script. Unfortunately I run into less and less free spirits, people who have enough self confidence to say “convention be damned, I am going to do what I believe is right.” Are we ready to recognize “the particular mental or moral attitude in which, when it came upon him?” or would we be afraid to use it as the trigger to become “most deeply and intensely alive?” I really think it is worthwhile to once in awhile to say to yourself “this is what I am and people are just going to have to take it or leave it, it is up to them.” I honestly believe that our trying to conform to what others think we should be, is the source of much unhappiness; not only that, if you are like I am you always like the real people and dislike the phonies.  So how about it, are you ready to run through the daisies or are you just going to sit there and let another day go by?

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The idea that men are created free and equal is both true and misleading: men are created different; they lose their social freedom and their individual autonomy in seeking to become like each other.

David Riesman

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A note from Bob:

Dear Friends,

It is important for men to remember that as women grow older it becomes harder for them to maintain the same quality of housekeeping as they did when they were younger.  When men notice this, they should try not to yell. Let me relate how I handle the situation.

When I got laid off from my consulting job and took “early retirement” in January, it became necessary for Nancy to get a full-time job, both for extra income and for health benefits that we need. She was a trained medical transcriptionist when we met twenty-eight ears ago and was fortunate to land a job at a local transcription house. It was shortly after she started working at this job that I noticed that she was beginning to show her age.

I usually get home from fishing or hunting about the same time she gets home from work. Although she knows how hungry I am, she almost always says that she has to rest for half an hour or so before she starts supper. I try not to yell at her when this happens. Instead, I tell her to take her time. I understand that she is not as young as she used to be. I just tell her to wake me when she finally does get supper on the table.

She used to wash and dry the dishes as soon as we finished eating. It is now not unusual for them to sit on the table for several hours after supper. I do what I can by reminding her several times each evening that they aren’t cleaning themselves. I know she appreciates this, as it does seem to help her get them done before she goes to bed.

Our washer and dryer are in the basement. When she was younger, Nancy used to be able to go up and down the stairs all day and not get tired. Now that she is older she seems to get tired so much more quickly. Sometimes she says she just can’t make another trip down those steps. I don’t make a big issue of this. As long as she finishes up the laundry the next evening I am willing to overlook it.

Not only that, but unless I need something ironed to wear to the Monday lodge meeting or to Wednesday’s or Saturday’s poker club or to Tuesday’s or Thursday’s bowling or something like that, I will tell her to wait until the next evening to do the ironing. This gives her a little more time to do some of those odds and ends things like shampooing the dog, vacuuming or dusting. Also, if I have had a really good day fishing, this allows her to gut and scale the fish at a more leisurely pace.

Nancy is starting to complain a little occasionally. Not often, mind you, but just enough for me to notice. For example, she will say that it is difficult for her to find time to pay the monthly bills during her lunch hour. In spite of her complaining, I continue to try to offer encouragement. I tell her to stretch it out over two or even three days. That way she won’t have to rush so much. I also remind her that missing lunch completely now and then wouldn’t hurt her any, if you know what I mean.

When doing simple jobs she seems to think she needs more rest periods than she used to have to take. A couple of weeks ago she said she had to take a break when she was only half finished mowing the yard. I over look comments like these because I realize it’s just age talking. In fact, I try not to embarrass her when she needs these little extra rest breaks. I tell her to fix herself a nice, big, cold glass of freshly squeezed lemonade and just sit for a while. I tell her that as long as she is making one for herself, she may as well make one for me and take her break by the hammock so she can talk with me until I fall asleep.

I could go on and on, but I think you know where I’m coming from. I know that I probably look like a saint in the way I support Nancy on a daily basis. I’m not saying that the ability to show this much consideration is easy.

Many men will find it difficult. Some will find it impossible. No one knows better than I do how frustrating women can become as they get older. My purpose in writing this is simply to suggest that you make the effort. I realize that achieving the exemplary level of showing consideration I have attained is out of reach for the average man.

However, guys, even if you just yell at your wife a little less often because of this article, I will consider that writing it was worthwhile.

Bob

P.S.   Bob’s funeral was on Saturday, June 15th. Nancy was acquitted Monday, June 17th.

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There aren’t any rules around here! We’re trying to accomplish something!

Thomas Edison

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A couple of hunters are out in the woods in the deep south when one of them falls to the ground. He doesn’t seem to be breathing, and his eyes are rolled back in his head.

The other guy whips out his cell phone and calls 911. He gasps to the operator, “My friend is dead! What can I do?”

The operator, in a calm and soothing voice, says, “Alright, take it easy. I can help. First, let’s make sure he’s dead.”

There is silence, and then a gun shot is heard.

The hunter comes back on the line. “OK. Now what??”

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You can only hold your stomach in for so many years.

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Like a lot of husbands throughout history, Webster would sit down and try to talk to his wife.  But as soon as he would start to say something, his wife would say, “. . .And what’s that supposed to mean?”

Thus, Webster’s Dictionary was born.

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A ship in harbor is safe, but that is not what ships are built for.

William Shedd

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Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana

Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies. The editor is somewhat senile.

Ray’s Daily has been sent for more than twenty years to people who want to start their day on an upbeat. If you have system overload because of our daily clutter, let me know and I will send you the information via mental telepathy. If you have not been getting our daily you can request to be added by e-mailing me at raykiwsp@gmail.com. Back issues are posted at http://rays-daily,com/ currently there are more than 2000 readers from around the world.

We need each other

Ray’s Daily

September 3, 2020

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He who is unable to live in society, or who has no need because he is sufficient for himself, must be either a beast or a god.

Aristotle

Ray’s Daily first published on September 3, 2008

I worry sometimes that we have been so into what is in it for me that we have forgotten that we are part of a society that is dependent on its people. If we no longer think of the “we” and only the “me” we will have abandoned our only hope to save what we have and improve on it. It is more obvious everyday that if we stand still we will be left behind. Why is it that so many of us think it is someone else’s responsibility to solve today’s problems so that we can enjoy our lives.

We want more but we don’t want to pay for it. We complain about today’s youth but we don’t want to invest in improving their education. We want public safety but we don’t want to raise the taxes needed to pay for it. We demand excellence in our elected officials and then drive away our best and brightest because of how badly we treat our leaders. We have a ten trillion dollar national debt that is getting larger all the time and some believe that it is not a problem since it will be future generations that will pay it. Many also think that we can reduce the cost of public services by eliminating fraud and abuse and such things as pork barrel spending yet even the total elimination of major programs will not get us even close to balancing the budget.

Those of us who are doing OK find it too easy to look the other way I just hope that when we turn our heads and finally look it won’t be too late. I know some of you get upset when I don’t report on the bright side but in this case there can be a bright side. It is what we will find if we just decide that we are going to start to do what we can to change the current situation. It appears that we all are going to have to back off a materialistic centered life and start to think about our children friends and neighbors and start to rebuild the American dream. The great thing about doing so is the great people we are going to meet along the way.

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If a free society cannot help the many who are poor, it cannot save the few who are rich.

John F. Kennedy

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A Jewish family invited their gentile neighbors over for holiday dinner. The first course was set in front of them and the Jewish couple announced, “This is matzo ball soup.”

On seeing the two large matzo balls floating in the broth, the Gentile man was hesitant to taste this strange looking brew. Gently the Jewish couple pressed the Gentile man. “Try it; if you don’t like it, you don’t have to finish it.”

Finally he agreed. He dug his spoon in, first picking up a small piece of matzo ball with some soup in his spoon, and tasting it gingerly. The usual “Mmmmmmmmm” sound could be heard coming from deep within his chest, and he quickly finished the whole bowl.

“That was good” the man said. “Can you eat any other parts of the matzo?”

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Blessed are the pessimists, for they have made backups.

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A Toddlers Creed…..

If it is on, I must turn it off.

If it is off, I must turn it on.

If it is folded, I must unfold it.

If it is a liquid, it must be shaken, then spilled.

If it a solid, it must be crumbled, chewed or smeared.

If it is high, it must be reached.

If it is shelved, it must be unshelved.

If it is pointed, it must be run with at top speed.

If it has leaves, they must be picked.

If it is plugged, it must be unplugged.

If it is not trash, it must be thrown away.

If it is in the trash, it must be removed, inspected, and thrown on the floor.

If it is closed, it must be opened.

If it does not open, it must be screamed at.

If it has drawers, they must be rifled.

If it is a pencil, it must write on the refrigerator, monitor, or table.

If it is full, it will be more interesting emptied.

If it is empty, it will be more interesting full.

If it is a pile of dirt, it must be laid upon.

If it is stroller, it must under no circumstances be ridden in without protest.

It must be pushed by me instead. If it has a flat surface, it must be banged upon.

If Mommy’s hands are full, I must be carried.

If Mommy is in a hurry and wants to carry me, I must walk alone.

If it is paper, it must be torn.

If it has buttons, they must be pressed.

If the volume is low, it must go high.

If it is toilet paper, it must be unrolled on the floor.

If it is a drawer, it must be pulled upon.

If it is a toothbrush, it must be inserted into my mouth.

If it has a faucet, it must be turned on at full force.

If it is a phone, I must talk to it.

If it is a bug, it must be swallowed.

If it doesn’t stay on my spoon, it must be dropped on the floor.

If it is not food, it must be tasted.

If it IS food, it must not be tasted.

If it is dry, it must be made wet with drool, milk, or toilet water.

If it is a car seat, it must be protested with arched back.

If it is Mommy, it must be hugged.

  I am toddler!

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Teenagers express their burning desires to be different by dressing exactly alike.

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A guy walked into his friend’s office, he found him sitting at his desk, looking very depressed.

“Hey, what’s up with you?”, he asks.

“Oh, its my wife,” replied the man sadly. “She’s hired a new secretary for me.”

“Well, nothing wrong in that. Is she blonde or brunette?”

“Neither, He’s bald.”

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Much of the social history of the Western world over the past three decades has involved replacing what worked with what sounded good.

Thomas Sowell

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The reason a dog has so many friends is that he wags his tail instead of his tongue.

Don’t accept your dog’s admiration as conclusive evidence that you are wonderful.

There is no psychiatrist in the world like a puppy licking your face.

A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than he loves himself.

The average dog is a nicer person than the average person.

We give dogs time we can spare, space we can spare and love we can spare. And in return, dogs give us their all. It’s the best deal man has ever made.

A dog teaches a boy fidelity, perseverance, and to turn around three times before lying down.

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Adversity introduces a man to himself.

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She said: I was in New York’s Grand Central Terminal on my way to visit friends in Connecticut. I had never taken the trip before and was wondering if I needed to switch trains in Stamford. Walking to the train, I saw the conductor and asked, “Do I need to change?”

“No,” he replied immediately. “You’re fine the way you are. Your bag matches your shoes and your earrings are the same color as your outfit. Very coordinated!”

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“Citizenship comes first today in our crowded world…No man can enjoy the privileges of education and thereafter with a clear conscience break his contract with society. To respect that contract is to be mature, to strengthen it is to be a good citizen, to do more than your share under it is noble.”

Bowman, Isaiah

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Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana

Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies. The editor is somewhat senile.

Ray’s Daily has been sent for more than twenty years to people who want to start their day on an upbeat. If you have system overload because of our daily clutter, let me know and I will send you the information via mental telepathy. If you have not been getting our daily you can request to be added by e-mailing me at raykiwsp@gmail.com. Back issues are posted at http://rays-daily,com/ currently there are more than 2000 readers from around the world.

Memories

Ray;s Daily

September 1, 2020

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The moments we share are the moments we keep forever.

Author Unknown

memories

Each day I visit my wife at her rehabilitation facility. She continues to suffer from memory loss but does remember much about how she feels about our long marriage. She express her love of our family and is as affectionate as she ever has been,

Thenemotions she triggers in me is not easy to deal with but I must. I wish I could do more for her but she seems to feel holding hands is enough. It is not easy but we have 67 years of shared memories that help;

 

   Strength and Courage

It takes strength to be certain,

It takes courage to have doubts.

 

It takes strength to fit in,

It takes courage to stand out.

 

It takes strength to share a friend’s pain,

It takes courage to feel your own pain.

 

It takes strength to hide your own pain,

It takes courage to show it and deal with it.

 

It takes strength to stand guard,

It takes courage to let down your guard.

 

It takes strength to conquer,

It takes courage to surrender.

 

It takes strength to endure abuse,

It takes courage to stop it.

 

It takes strength to stand alone,

It takes courage to lean on a friend.

 

It takes strength to love,

It takes courage to beloved.

 

It takes strength to survive,

It takes courage to live.

 

  Written by David L. Griffith

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It takes one thought, one second, one moment or positive memory to act as a catalyst for the light to gradually seep in again.

Fearne Cotton,

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A fellow was talking to his Irish buddy and said, “I gotta stop drinking that Irish whiskey.”

“How come?” asked his friend.

“Because every Saturday night I go out and drink a fifth of the stuff, come home, make mad passionate love to the wife, wake up Sunday morning, and go to church.”

“What’s wrong with that?” the Irishman asked. “A lot of good Irishmen go out on Saturday night, drink a fifth of good Irish whiskey, come home, make love to the wife, and go to mass on Sunday.”

“I know,” said his friend, “but I’m Jewish!”

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“Of those who say nothing, few are silent.”

Thomas Neill

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A frantic mother told the pediatrician’s office, “My baby has a high temperature!”

“How high is it?”

“102.”

“How are you taking it?”

“Oh, I’m holding up pretty well!”

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“I can remember when the air was clean and sex was dirty.”

George Burns

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It was a typically busy day at the bank. After a glance at the line of waiting customers, a harried looking man came up to the side counter and demanded, “What do I have to do to change the address on my account?”

Without missing a beat, the clerk replied, “Move!”

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“Grown-ups never understand anything for themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them.”

Antoine de Saint-Exupery

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A gentleman was returning home after a lengthy trip, and was met by his butler at the station. The following conversation took place on their way to his home:

“So, has anything happened while I’ve been away?”

“No, sir, I can’t think of anything at all worth mentioning.”

“Come now, I’ve been away for months. Surely something must have happened in all that time.”

“Well, sir, come to think of it, your dog died.”

“My dear Clyde died? How awful! Still, he was getting on in years, and I suppose it had to happen some time. How did he die?”

“The vet said it was probably from eating the rotten meat.”

“The rotten meat? Since when do we leave rotten meat lying around for the dog to eat?”

“Well, it was the horses, sir. They’d been rotting for some time after the barn burned down.”

“Good Lord! How in the world did the barn burn down?”

“It must have been some embers that blew over from the house, sir.”

“The house? The house burned down, too? How did the house burn down?”

“Well, sir, we think someone must have knocked over a candle.”

“Oh. A candle? Wait a moment – we don’t use candles anymore to light the house! What were the candles doing there?”

“They were there for the wake, sir.”

“The wake?!? Whose wake? For pity’s sake…”

“Actually, your mother’s, sir. She passed away quite suddenly.”

“Oh my Lord. Mother is dead. The house is gone, along with the stable. Even my dog is dead. What did Mother die of?”

“It must have been the shock, sir.”

“The shock.”

“Yes, sir, the shock. When your wife ran off with the handyman the day after you left, sir.

But aside from all that, it’s been fairly quiet while you’ve been away, sir.”

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“A man thinks that by mouthing hard words he understands hard things.”

Herman Melville

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Most people hate to parallel park. The other day, I saw this woman trying to get out of a tight parking space. She bumped the car in front, then backed up and hit the car behind her. This went on about two minutes.

I walked over to see if I could somehow help. My offer was declined.

She said, “Why have bumpers if you’re not going to use them once in a while?”

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Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open I’ll focus on the new day and all the happy memories I’ve stored away, just for this time in my life.

Author Unknown,

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Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana

Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies. The editor is somewhat senile.

Ray’s Daily has been sent for more than twenty years to people who want to start their day on an upbeat. If you have system overload because of our daily clutter, let me know and I will send you the information via mental telepathy. If you have not been getting our daily you can request to be added by e-mailing me at raykiwsp@gmail.com. Back issues are posted at http://rays-daily,com/ currently there are more than 2000 readers from around the world.

 

 

 

Doing our best

Ray’s Daily

August 31, 2020

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“Live fully, have fun.

Be crazy, be weird, go out & screw up!

Don’t try to be perfect.

Just be an excellent example of being human.

Enjoy life.”

Fun

Sorry I missed doing the Daily last Thursday and Friday. Between appointmenta ans visits to my wife, I could not get my act together. Here is another reprint.

Ray’s Daily firpublished on August 31. 2007

Enjoy life.”

I got the above quote from my friend Marci’s Yahoo 360 Blog. I think it is right on target, especially after the lunch I had today with a friend. She shared with me her intense and important activities that took place this past week, bottom-line was that she was professionally on stage doing work that was very important to her association every minute of every day. It had been a high energy effort that concentrated on a wide range of needs both to her organization and to our community. You could tell she was ready for a break. 

Fortunately we have a three day holiday weekend coming up and then she is off to Paris midweek to visit family and friends. Her job requires perfection, or as close to perfection as possible, now hopefully she will wind down, throw her hat in the air and holler “screw perfection” I am going to have some fun. 

Each of us needs to take the pressure off ourselves once in awhile and set aside time to just enjoy life and be who we are not. No rules, other than not hurting anyone. So who do you want to be? Pick somebody, be her or him for an evening, a day or even a weekend. I think if you do you will find drinking Champaign from a flute, with candles all around you in your sunken bathtub is really not bad, not bad at all.  

One caution though, when you’re doing all of this don’t make too much noise, I really don’t like to be woken up from my naps.

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“Fear less, hope more;

Whine less, breathe more;

Talk less, say more;

Hate less, love more;

And all good things are yours.”

 Swedish Proverb

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One night a fellow drove his secretary home after she had imbibed a little too much at an office reception. Although this was an innocent gesture, he decided not to mention it to his wife, who tended to get jealous easily.

The next night the man and his wife were driving to a res- taurant. Suddenly he looked down and spotted a high-heel shoe half hidden under the passenger seat. Not wanting to be conspicuous, he waited until his wife was looking out her window before he scooped up the shoe and tossed it out of the car.

With a sigh of relief, he pulled into the restaurant parking lot. That’s when he noticed his wife squirming around in her seat. “Honey,” she asked, “have you seen my other shoe?”

~~~

The trouble with being punctual is that nobody’s there to appreciate it.

~~~

A pretty young blonde visiting her new doctor for the first time found herself alone in a small waiting room. She began undressing nervously, preparing herself for the upcoming examination.

Just as she draped the last of her garments over the back of a chair, a light rap sounded on the door and a young doctor strode in. Coming to an abrupt halt, the doctor looked his nude patient up and down carefully and with considerable appreciation. “Miss Smith,” he said finally, “it seems quite obvious to me that until today you have never undergone an eye examination.”

~~~

When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be.

Lao Tzu

~~~

It has been an interesting week in the Stock Market, I thought you could use this dictionary:

Momentum Investing – The fine art of buying high and selling low.

Value Investing – The art of buying low and selling lower.

Broker – Poorer than you were in 2006.

P/E ratio – The percentage of investors wetting their pants as this market keeps crashing.

Standard & Poor – Your life in a nutshell.

Stock Analyst – Idiot who just downgraded your stock.

Bull Market – A random market movement causing an investor to mistake himself for a financial genius.

Bear Market – A 6 to 18 month period when the kids get no allowance, the wife gets no jewelry and the husband gets no sex.

Stock split – When your ex-wife and her lawyer split all your assets equally between themselves.

Financial Planner – A guy who actually remembers his wallet when he runs to the 7-11 for toilet paper and cigarettes.

Market Correction – The day after you buy stocks.

Cash Flow – The movement your money makes as it disappears down the toilet.

Call Option – Something people used to do with a telephone in ancient times before e-mail.

Institutional Investor – Past year investor who’s now locked up in a nut house.

Profit – Religious guy who talks to God.

~~~

Woman shopping for wallpaper to clerk: “Now we’re getting somewhere.

That’s the exact opposite of what I’m looking for.”

~~~

One Sunday morning William burst into the living room and said, “Dad! Mom! I have some great news for you! I am getting married to the most beautiful girl in town. She lives a block away and her name is Susan.”

After dinner, William’s dad took him aside. “Son, I have to talk with you. Your mother and I have been married 30 years.. She’s a wonderful wife but she has never offered much excitement in the bedroom, so I used to fool around with women a lot. Susan is actually your half-sister, and I’m afraid you can’t marry her.”

William was heart-broken. After eight months he eventually started dating girls again. A year later he came home and very proudly announced, “Dianne said yes! We’re getting married in June.”

Again his father insisted on another private conversation and broke the sad news. “Dianne is your half-sister too, William. I’m awfully sorry about this.”

William was furious! He finally decided to go to his mother with the news.

“Dad has done so much harm. I guess I’m never going to get married,” he complained. “Every time I fall in love, Dad tells me the girl is my half-sister.”

His mother just shook her head. “Don’t pay any attention to what he says, dear. He’s not really your father.”

~~~

The reason 30+ year old women get carded is because the cashiers and bag-boys make bets on how OLD you really are and someone has to find out. They know you would lie if they asked you.

~~~

A husband reading a newspaper says to his wife, “You know, honey, I think there might be some real merit to what this article says, that the intelligence of a father often proves a stumbling block to the son.”

“Well, thank heaven,” said the wife, “at least our James has nothing standing in his way.”

~~~

Slow down and enjoy life.

It’s not only the scenery you miss by going too fast

you also miss the sense of where you are going and why.

Eddie Cantor

~~~

Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana

Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies. The editor is somewhat senile.

Ray’s Daily has been sent for more than twenty years to people who want to start their day on an upbeat. If you have system overload because of our daily clutter, let me know and I will send you the information via mental telepathy. If you have not been getting our daily you can request to be added by e-mailing me at raykiwsp@gmail.com. Back issues are posted at http://rays-daily,com/ currently there are more than 2000 readers from around the world.

 

What do you see?

Ray’s Daily

August 26, 2020

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“You must not know too much or be too precise or scientific about birds and trees and flowers and watercraft; a certain free-margin, and even vagueness – ignorance, credulity – helps your enjoyment of these things.”

Henry David Thoreau

children

I am a little under the weather today so here is another reprint.

Ray’s Daily first published on August 26, 2006

~~~

This morning I started off thinking about how we might enjoy this weekend. As I stumbled around the internet gathering my thoughts I came upon the above quote from Thoreau. In a way it is counter to so much that is ingrained in us, our inbred need to use our intellect to understand the science of all we see. I am glad that there are those like Thoreau who offer more. As I thought about it I realized that I, like many others, value feeling more than an intellectual understanding of what I see.

I recently attended an art seminar where there was much discussion about the art that was displayed. I felt very uncomfortable as others worked to understand through what they saw, what the artist felt, what techniques he used and the underlying meaning of it all. They we so into the science and the precise details that I felt they could not see the painting. And I was basking in the feelings triggered by what I saw others missed a great opportunity for enjoyment.

Maybe we should spend this weekend role-playing a five year old child. Let us leave behind all they have taught us and see the world with unfiltered eyes. Let us be overwhelmed with the color of the garden and the smell of a rose. Let us lie on the grass and watch the sky as it puts on its daily show. Lets walk hand in hand just seeing and feeling. Let us especially notice the faces of the people we see, the smiles, the tears, the rosy cheeks of the child, and the earned wrinkles of the elderly. I might even stop for a minute and imagine what the life behind the face has been. And you know what? We don’t have to be right and we don’t have to know chemical composition of what we see. It is not important if what we think is accurate or what it all means, for everything we let ourselves feel will be right, maybe for some of us more right than things have been in a long time.

So break out your coloring books, lie on the rug with me and color a few pages before we go out to visit the land of Peter Pan.

~~~

“The most effective kind of education is that a child should play amongst lovely things.”

Plato

~~~

You Know Your Life Sucks When…

A black cat crosses your path and drops dead.

You take an assertiveness training course and you’re afraid to tell your wife.

The candles on your cake set off your smoke alarm.

You have to take out a loan just to get money to make the first payment.

Your children’s school calls to surrender.

The bride’s family throws rocks instead of rice.

Your wife wraps your lunch in a road map.

Your plants do better when you *don’t* talk to them.

~~~

“The trouble with weather forecasting is that it’s right too often for us to ignore it and wrong too often for us to rely on it.”

Patrick Young

~~~

Over breakfast recently, my sister said to her husband, “I bet you don’t know what day this is.”

“Of course I do,” he indignantly answered, as he went out the door, heading to the office.

At 10 AM, the doorbell rang, and when my Sis opened the door, she was handed a box containing a dozen long stemmed red roses.

At 1 PM, a foil wrapped, two pound box of her favorite chocolates arrived.

Later, a boutique delivered a designer dress.

My sister couldn’t wait for her husband to come home. “First the flowers, then the chocolates, and then the dress!” she exclaimed.

Then grinning like a Cheshire cat, said, “I’ve never had a more wonderful Groundhog Day in my life!”

~~~

“Too bad the only people who know how to run the country are busy driving cabs and cutting hair.”

George Burns

~~~

YOU KNOW YOU’RE A MOM WHEN…

* Your feet stick to grape jelly on the kitchen floor–and you don’t care.

* When the kids are fighting, you threaten to lock them in a room together and not let them out until someone’s bleeding.

* You can’t find your cordless phone, so you ask a friend to call you, and you run around the house madly, following the sound until you locate the phone downstairs in the laundry basket.

* Your idea of a good day is making it through without a child leaking bodily fluids on you.

* Popsicle’s become a food staple.

* Your favorite television show is a cartoon.

* You’re willing to kiss your child’s boo-boo, regardless of what body part it happens to be on.

* You’re so desperate for adult conversation that you spill your guts to the telemarketer that calls and HE hangs up on YOU!

* Spit is your number one cleaning agent.

* You buy cereal with marshmallows in it.

* You count the sprinkles on each kid’s cupcake to make sure they’re equal.

* You have time to shave only one leg at a time.

* You hide in the bathroom to be alone.

* Your kid throws up and you catch it.

* You cling to the high moral ground on toy weapons; but your child chews his toast into the shape of a gun anyway.

* You get up at 5:30 AM and you have no time to eat, sleep, drink or go to the bathroom, and yet … you still managed to gain 10 pounds.

~~~

“On my income tax 1040 it says ‘Check this box if you are blind.’ I wanted to put a check mark about three inches away.”

Tom Lehrer

~~~

A woman went to a computer dating service and said she didn’t care about looks, income or background. All she wanted was a man of upright character.

Then a man came in and told them the only thing he was seeking in a woman was intelligence.

The service matched them together at once because they had one thing in common — they were both pathological liars.

~~~

Never put off until tomorrow what you can forget about forever.

~~~

One night recently, my phone rang several times throughout the evening. Each time, a woman’s voice asked for Ben. Each time I politely explained that I lived alone, my name wasn’t Ben, and she had a wrong number. The fifth time she called, I had had enough.

“Hello”? I said.

“Can I speak to Ben, please”?

I replied, “I’m sorry, he’s not in right now. Can I take a message”?

“Do you know what time he’ll be back”? she responded.

“I think he said he’d be home around 10:00.”

Silence on the other end…a confused silence.

“Is this Steve”?

“Yes, it is. Do you want to leave a message for Ben”?

“Well, he said he would be home tonight and asked me to call him,” she said in a slightly irritated voice.

I replied, “Well, he went out with Karen about an hour ago and said that he would be back at 10:00.”

A shocked voice now, “Who’s Karen”?

“The girl he went out with.”

“I know that! I mean…who is she”?

“I don’t know her last name. Look, do you want me to leave a message for Ben”?

“Yes. Please do. Tell him to call me when he gets home.”

She was sounding pretty irate at this point. “I sure will. Is this Jennifer”?

She exploded, “Who’s Jennifer”? Apparently she wasn’t.

“Well, he’s going out with Jennifer at 10:00. I thought you were her. Sorry, it was an honest mistake.”

“Ben’s the one that’s made the mistake! Tell him that Alice called him and that she’s very upset and that I would like him to call me as soon as he gets home.”

I smiled and said, “Okay, I will, but Becky isn’t going to like this…”

~~~

One night recently, my phone rang several times throughout the evening. Each time, a woman’s voice asked for Ben. Each time I politely explained that I lived alone, my name wasn’t Ben, and she had a wrong number. The fifth time she called, I had had enough.

“Hello”? I said.

“Can I speak to Ben, please”?

I replied, “I’m sorry, he’s not in right now. Can I take a message”?

“Do you know what time he’ll be back”? she responded.

“I think he said he’d be home around 10:00.”

Silence on the other end…a confused silence.

“Is this Steve”?

“Yes, it is. Do you want to leave a message for Ben”?

“Well, he said he would be home tonight and asked me to call him,” she said in a slightly irritated voice.

I replied, “Well, he went out with Karen about an hour ago and said that he would be back at 10:00.”

A shocked voice now, “Who’s Karen”?

“The girl he went out with.”

“I know that! I mean…who is she”?

“I don’t know her last name. Look, do you want me to leave a message for Ben”?

“Yes. Please do. Tell him to call me when he gets home.”

She was sounding pretty irate at this point. “I sure will. Is this Jennifer”?

She exploded, “Who’s Jennifer”? Apparently she wasn’t.

“Well, he’s going out with Jennifer at 10:00. I thought you were her. Sorry, it was an honest mistake.”

“Ben’s the one that’s made the mistake! Tell him that Alice called him and that she’s very upset and that I would like him to call me as soon as he gets home.”

I smiled and said, “Okay, I will, but Becky isn’t going to like this…”

~~~

Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.

Confucius

~~~

Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana

Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies. The editor is somewhat senile.

Ray’s Daily has been sent for more than twenty years to people who want to start their day on an upbeat. If you have system overload because of our daily clutter, let me know and I will send you the information via mental telepathy. If you have not been getting our daily you can request to be added by e-mailing me at raykiwsp@gmail.com. Back issues are posted at http://rays-daily,com/ currently there are more than 2000 readers from around the world.

 

 

 

 

Life is not always easy

Ray’s Daily

August 25, 2020

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“Love is a friendship set to music.”

Joseph Campbell

Loving

Yesterday my children and I met with the staff of the medical rehab center where my wife is now located. We learned that she is not responding well to therapy and may have to move to long term care. The news is somewhat devastating for being separated after our 67 years of married life is difficult. I know that she is getting and will get better care than I could give her, but each day I miss my life long companion. At least we are in the same facility and I can visit her daily.

Recently one of my grand sons wrote a poem for his brothers wedding. I am reprinting in below as it reflects the feelings I have.

        Our Love is a River

 Our love is not a place, for places change.

It’s not a moment, for moments pass.

It’s not a memory, for memories fade.

Our love is a river.

 

A river, like love, flows day after day,

Year after year,

Age after age.

It cuts the rock and clay at its bank,

Shapes it,

Deepens it,

Widens it.

In time, our love will cut a canyon deep,

Dividing mountains,

Etching stone and moving all before its path.

 

In days of joy, our river is a torrent,

A rushing current that roars and crashes among the rocks,

But, at times, our river may slow.

We may even see its drying bed,

But we know that the rains will come,

Brought on by forgiveness,

Patience,

Kindness

And sacrifice.

 

No matter the season of our love,

We are a river that never stops, never lingers, never stagnates.

We are always moving, always learning.

We cannot see what is around the next bank

Or over the next hill,

But we flow, knowing that when our journey has ended,

Our river will converge with the vast ocean of love

That is shared by our family, friends and all who came before us.

 

Our river may have a new beginning,

But its path stretches out beyond the horizon,

In a vastness only the heart can anticipate,

And as we flow,

We flow ferociously,

Delicately,

Undeniably.

~~~

“Once the realization is accepted that even between the closest human beings infinite distances continue, a wonderful living side by side can grow, if they succeed in loving the distance between them which makes it possible for each to see the other whole against the sky.”

Rainer Maria Rilke

~~~

We need to stay positive

~~~

To laugh is to risk appearing a fool.

To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.

To reach out for another is to risk involvement.

To expose feelings is to risk rejection.

To place your dreams before the crowd is to risk ridicule.

To love is to risk not being loved in return.

To go forward in the face of overwhelming odds is to risk failure.

But risks must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.

The person who risks nothing does nothing, has nothing, is nothing.

He may avoid suffering and sorrow, but he cannot learn, feel, change, grow or love.

Chained by his certitudes, he is a slave.

He has forfeited his freedom.

Only a person who takes risks is free.

Dr. Leo Buscaglia

I think civility dies a little every day when we ourselves accept the incivility of others. Too many of us don’t want to take the risk that someone else may not agree with us so we tolerate invective and the diatribes of others. Courtesy and civility is a much better way to live, the others may not appreciate it but you will. And, oh by the way, thanks for listening, I appreciate it.

Ray

~~~

“Friends are helpful not only because they will listen to us, but because they will laugh at us; Through them we learn a little objectivity, a little modesty, a little courtesy; We learn the rules of life and become better players of the game”

Will Durant

~~~

Diary of her six day Alaskan cruise.

DEAR DIARY … DAY ONE

I am all packed and ready to get on the cruise ship.  I’ve  packed all my pretty dresses and make-up. I’m really  excited.

DEAR DIARY … DAY TWO

We spent the entire day at sea. It was beautiful and I saw some whales and dolphins. What a wonderful vacation this has started to be. I met the Captain today and he seems like a very nice man.

DEAR DIARY … DAY THREE

I spent some time in the pool today. I also did some shuffleboarding and hit some golf balls off the deck. The Captain invited me to join him at his table for dinner. I felt honored and we had a wonderful  time. He is a very attractive and attentive gentleman.

DEAR DIARY .. DAY FOUR

Went to the ship’s casino … did OK … won about $80. The Captain invited me to have dinner with him in his state  room. We had a luxurious meal complete with caviar and champagne. He asked me to stay the night but I declined. I told him there was no way I could be unfaithful to my husband.

DEAR DIARY .. DAY FIVE

Went back to the pool today and got a little sunburned. I decided to go to the piano bar and spend the rest of the day inside.  The Captain saw me and bought me a couple of drinks. He really is a  charming gentleman.  He again asked me to visit him for the night and again I declined. He told me that if I didn’t let him have his way with me he would sink the ship. I was appalled.

DEAR DIARY … DAY SIX

I saved 1600 lives today .. twice !!!!

~~~

“If I had a flower for every time I thought of you… I could walk through my garden forever.”

Alfred Tennyson

~~~

Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana

Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies. The editor is somewhat senile.

Ray’s Daily has been sent for more than twenty years to people who want to start their day on an upbeat. If you have system overload because of our daily clutter, let me know and I will send you the information via mental telepathy. If you have not been getting our daily you can request to be added by e-mailing me at raykiwsp@gmail.com. Back issues are posted at http://rays-daily,com/ currently there are more than 2000 readers from around the world.

 

I Moved On

Ray’s Daily

August 24, 2020

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A bear, however hard he tries, grows tubby without exercise.

A.A. Milne

a new place

Not that long ago I thought I would live as I always had, staying in our home. I would be as fit and capable as I always had been. My sight would remain, as would my hearing. Then my aging took me to a new place. I have left where I was incapable of doing what I use to do,

I have found that the best thing was accepting that I am in a new place and it has been time to adjust to a new life, one that has much to offer. So I have left the past and am living in my new future.

Ray’s Daily first published on August 25, 2003

I said then: The world news continues to get worse. I wish it didn’t. It seems like we don’t know what to do, a miracle would help. So like they say, when things get tough, the tough get going, so I am going to Florida Wednesday morning. I want to see if they have better news there.

~~~

Have you ever watched kids playing on a merry go round

or listened to the rain lapping on the ground? 

Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight

or gazed at the sun into the fading night?

Do you run through each day on the fly?

When you ask “How are you?” Do you hear the reply?

When the day is done, do you lie in your bed

with the next hundred chores running through your head? 

Ever told your child, “We’ll do it tomorrow.”

And in your haste, not see his sorrow?

Ever lost touch? Let a good friendship die?

Just call to say “Hi”?

When you worry and hurry through your day,

it is like an unopened gift….Thrown away…

Life is not a race. Take it slower.

Hear the music before the song is over.

~~~

Patience in the present, faith in the future, and joy in the doing

George Perera

~~~

Sam Cohen, father of 3 and faithful husband for over 40 years, unexpectedly drops dead one day. His lawyer informs his widow that Stu Schwartz, Sam’s best friend since childhood, is to be executor of the will. The day comes to divide Sam’s earthly possessions, over a million dollars’ worth. In front of Sam’s family, Stu reads the will:

“Stu, if you’re reading this, then I must be dead. You’ve were such a good friend for so long, how can I ignore you in this will? On the other hand, there are my beloved Sophie and my children to be looked after. Stu, I know you can make sure my family is taken care of properly. So Stu, give what you want to her and take the rest for yourself.” Stu then looks at the survivors and tells them that, in accordance with Sam’s instructions, Stu will give fifty thousand dollars to Sam’s widow. The rest he is retaining for himself.

The family is beside itself. “This is impossible! Forty years of marriage and then *this*?!  It can’t be!” So the family sues. Their day in court arrives, and after testimony from both sides, the judge gives his verdict: “To Stuart Schwartz, I award fifty thousand dollars of the contested money. The remainder shall go to Sophie Cohen, widow of the deceased.”

Needless to say, the family is elated, but Stu is dumbfound. “Your honor, how can you do this? The will made Sam’s wishes quite clear: ‘Give what you want to her and take the rest for yourself!’  I wanted the lion’s share! What gives?”

The judge answered back, “Mr. Schwartz, Sam Cohen knew you his whole life. He wanted to give you something in gratitude. He also wanted to see his family taken care of. So he drew up his will accordingly. But you misread his instructions. You see, Sam knew just what kind of a person you are, so with his family’s interest in mind, he didn’t say, “Give what you want to her and keep the rest for yourself.’  No. What Sam said was, “Give what YOU want to HER; and keep the rest for yourself.”

~~~

Q: What do you instantly know when you see a well-dressed husband?

A: His wife is good at choosing his clothes.

~~~

Howard came home from work one evening and there was his wife Miriam in the kitchen crying out loud.

“What’s the matter, darling?” he asked her.

“I just don’t know what to do,” said Miriam. “Because we were eating in for a change, I cooked us a special dinner – but the dog has just eaten it.”

“Don’t worry,” said Howard, “I’ll get us another dog.”

~~~

Sign spotted in a toilet in a London office block:

TOILET OUT OF ORDER. PLEASE USE FLOOR BELOW

~~~

Stan was having problems in English class, so his teacher decided to stop by on her way home to speak with his parents. When she rang the bell, Stan answered.

“I’d like to talk to your mother or father,” she said.

“Sorry, but they ain’t here.”

“Stan!” she said, “what is it with your grammar?”

“Beats me,” he replied, “but dad sure was mad that they had t’go bail her out again!”

~~~

When a man opens the door of his car for his wife, you can be sure of one thing:

either the car or his wife is new.

~~~

Hi Mom. Can I leave the kids with you tonight? You’re going out?

Yes. With whom? With a friend.

I don’t know why you left your husband. He is such a good man. I didn’t leave him. He left me!

You let him leave you, and now you go out with anybody and nobody. I do not go out with anybody. Can I bring over the kids?

I never left you to go out with anybody except your father. There are lots of things that you did and I don’t.

What are you hinting at? Nothing. I just want to know if I can bring the kids over tonight.

You’re going to stay the night with him? What will your husband say if he finds out?

My EX husband. I don’t think he would be bothered.  From the day he left me, he probably never slept alone!

So you’re going to sleep over at this loser’s place? He’s not a loser.

A man who goes out with a divorced woman with children is a loser and a parasite.

I don’t want to argue. Should I bring over the kids or not? Poor children with such a mother.

Such as what? With no stability. No wonder your husband left you.

ENOUGH !!

Don’t scream at me. You probably scream at this loser too! Now you’re worried about the loser?

Ah, so you see he’s a loser. I spotted him immediately.

Goodbye, mother.

Wait! Don’t hang up! When are you bringing them over?

I’m not bringing them over! I’m not going out!

If you never go out, how do you expect to meet anyone?

~~~

“The most wonderful thing about miracles is that they sometimes happen.”

G.K. Chesterson

~~~

Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana

Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies. The editor is somewhat senile.

Ray’s Daily has been sent for more than twenty years to people who want to start their day on an upbeat. If you have system overload because of our daily clutter, let me know and I will send you the information via mental telepathy. If you have not been getting our daily you can request to be added by e-mailing me at raykiwsp@gmail.com. Back issues are posted at http://rays-daily,com/ currently there are more than 2000 readers from around the world.

 

 

 

 

Our families big day

Ray’s Daily

August 21, 2020

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“If you were all alone in the universe with no one to talk to, no one with which to share the beauty of the stars, to laugh with, to touch, what would be your purpose in life? It is other life, it is love, which gives your life meaning. This is harmony. We must discover the joy of each other, the joy of challenge, the joy of growth.”

Mitsugi Saotome

wedding

Today is a big day in our family. Our oldest grandson is getting married to one of the nicest women I have ever met. She is a great additionto our family. The ceremony is being held in Michigan and Nancy and I cannot bethere. Nancy is still in the Rehab facility and I am pretty much limited to our senior livingfacility.

Ray’s Daily first published on August 21, 2008

I could not resist using Saotome’s quote today since I feel so strongly about our recognizing how important we are to each other. It is not only the pleasure of sharing something we hold dear with another it is also how we compliment each other and benefit from the interaction. In fact if the truth be told we need each other.

As an example an Engineer and I were talking this morning about how we and others handle criticism and correction. We both agreed that it does us no good at all to defend our beliefs without hearing why someone else thinks we are wrong. In fact I said I like being wrong, I don’t mean I jump for joy when I am mistaken, what I mean is that when someone offers me information that shows I am in wrong I will have learned something and not continue to misinform. We all know people who continue along fat dumb and happy without stopping to verify their chosen truths, I would much rather stop and listen and make corrections and move on based on what I learned.

Have you noticed that the misguided are misguided, I mean you never know where they are going to end up and when they get there they wonder what happened. So my friends I want you to know that I am the guy who stops and asks for directions, not because I am so smart but rather because I realize I really don’t have all the answers. You can do me a favor though, when you point out that I said something stupid, be kind, after all I am the resident old guy!

~~~

“We are not put on earth for ourselves, but are placed here for each other. If you are there always for others, then in time of need, someone will be there for you.”

~~~

Immutable Facts

When one wishes to unlock a door but has only one hand free, the keys are in the opposite pocket. (Von Fumbles Law)

A door will snap shut only when you have left the keys inside. (Yale Law of Destiny)

When one’s hands are covered with oil, grease, or glue, your nose will start to itch. (Law of Ichiban)

Your insurance will cover everything but what has happened. (Insurance So Sorry Law)

When things seem to be going well, you’ve probably forgotten to do something. (Cheney’s Second Corollary)

When things seem easy to do, it’s because you haven’t followed all the instructions. (Destiny Awaits Law)

If you keep your cool when everyone else is losing his, it’s probably because you have not realized the seriousness of the problem. (Law of Gravitas)

Most problems are not created or solved; they only change appearances. (Einstein’s Law of Persistence)

You will run to answer the telephone just as the party hangs up on you. (Principle of Dingaling)

Whenever you connect with the Internet, the call you’ve been waiting for all day will arrive. (Principle of Bellsouth)

If there are only two programs on TV that are worth your time, they will always be at the same time. (Law of Wasteland)

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“My Dad used to say ‘always fight fire with fire’, which is probably why he got thrown out of the fire department.”

Harry Hill

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Jim needs a job, and has no qualms about inventing the necessary qualifications. He reasons that once he finds work, he will impress the boss so much that everything will be forgiven.

After a successful initial interview at the Encyclopedia of American History, he is called back to meet the sales manager.

“You say you have experience selling books?”

“Lots of it,” replies Jim.

“And you have a Master’s in American history from the University of Michigan?”

“Correct,” replies Jim. “History is my field of study.”

“Well then,” says the sales manager, “As soon as I can complete this form, we can get you started in the firm.”

While the sales manager is making a few notations, Jim, obviously pleased with himself, begins to whistle. Looking around the room, he notices pictures of Washington and Lincoln on the walls.

Pointing to the portraits, he turns to the sales manager and says, “Fine looking men. Your partners?”

~~~

She asked: My husband has suggested a candlelight dinner at home for our anniversary. Is he being romantic or just cheap?

~~~

When the heir to the Rothschild fortune visited a poor Jewish village near Budapest, the locals poured out to greet him. With all due ceremony, he was given a small parade, met with the mayor, and awarded a key to the city.

At the local inn, he ordered some roast chicken for brunch. When he finished, he received a bill larger than the most expensive bottle of wine his family sold.

“This is outrageous!” Rothschild shouted at the innkeeper. “Never in my life have I been charged so much for a roast chicken! Are chickens that rare around here?”

“Not at all,” said the innkeeper reassuringly. “But millionaires — ah, they are a rarity!”

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I am always doing things I can’t do, that’s how I get to do them.

Pablo Picasso

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Billy’s dad was away on a business trip. So he wanted to sleep with his mother. The first night she refused. The second night she refused again. On the third night she decided to let him lay there for a while and take him to bed when he fell asleep.

So Billy put on his pajamas and jumped into bed on his father’s side. With both his hands behind his head, he said to his mother just before she fell asleep: “With Christmas approaching, don’t you think it would be a good idea if we buy Billy a bicycle?”

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When you walk with wise men, you will become wise, but a companion of fools will be destroyed.

Proverbs 13:20

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My 17-year-old niece asked me if she could use my name as a reference on her resume, which she planned to submit to a local fast food restaurant. I agreed.

A few days later, she called and asked me to meet her at the restaurant later that afternoon. When I asked her why, she replied, “The manager wants me to come in for an interview and she told me to bring my references.”

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The main trouble with mental notes is the ink fades so fast

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A lady answered her front door to find a plumber standing there. “I’m here to fix the leaky pipe,” he announced.

“I didn’t call a plumber,” said the lady.

“What?” huffed the plumber. “Aren’t you Mrs. Snyder?”

The Snyders moved out of this house over a year ago,” explained the lady.

“How do you like that?” grunted the plumber. “They call you up and tell you it’s an emergency and then they move away!”

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Any person capable of angering you becomes your master.

He can anger you only when you permit yourself to be disturbed by him.

Epictetus

~~~

Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana

Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies. The editor is somewhat senile.

Ray’s Daily has been sent for more than twenty years to people who want to start their day on an upbeat. If you have system overload because of our daily clutter, let me know and I will send you the information via mental telepathy. If you have not been getting our daily you can request to be added by e-mailing me at raykiwsp@gmail.com. Back issues are posted at http://rays-daily,com/ currently there are more than 2000 readers from around the world.

 

 

We are doing what we can

Ray’s Daily

August 19 & 20, 2020

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“The greatest glory in living lies not in never failing, but in rising every time we fail.”

Nelson Mandela

Hard Time

My wife is not enjoying her stay at the rehabilitation facility and has refused physical therapy. Still can not visit her until her covid test results are returned. We need to convince her she must do the therapy in order to get the ability to return to our apartment. Our children are trying to convince her, as I am, that she needs to let the therapists help.

These are difficult times for our family but we will be OK. Here is an abridged article that I find helpful’

 

Six Ways to Thrive in Tough Times

By Aila Accad, RN, MSN

Here are six tips that can help you thrive in tough times.

Nourish Yourself – Let go of the bootstraps for a few moments, acknowledge your stress and be kind to yourself. What nourishes you — inspirational reading, music, a cup of tea …? Are there people or places, a favorite chair or spot in nature that provide sustenance? Make nurturing yourself every day a priority.

Stay Present – Don’t project ahead. Take life one day, one moment at a time. Tough times are more manageable when you pay attention to making decisions and taking action on only the next step

Accept Support – This can be difficult for people who prize self-sufficiency. Remember it is as virtuous to receive, as it is to give. Don’t deprive your friends and family of the pleasure to help you when you need it. Shared burdens provide opportunities for enhanced closeness and appreciation for one another.

Trust Your Resilience – Chances are you have been through tough times before. What natural strengths did you rely upon in those situations? What are your natural inner resources? Trust that you have what you need to see this tough time through.

Visualize Success – See yourself moving into a new chapter of life. How do you want to write that chapter? Creation begins in the imagination. If you can think it, you can create it. In order to be free to dream and hope for something new, you must let go of old visions, descriptions and limitations of the person you think you are or can become.

Forgive Past Errors – Forgive past hurts, and people who may have inflicted them, knowingly or unknowingly. This is not out of kindness to them, rather out of kindness to you. After all, you are the one carrying the burden of these hurts. Forgive yourself for mistakes or paths not taken. Release the burden of the past so you can travel lighter in the present.

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“Have great hopes and dare to go all out for them. Have great dreams and dare to live them. Have tremendous expectations and believe in them.”

Norman Vincent Peale

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TEACHER: Why are you late?

WEBSTER: Because of the sign.

TEACHER: What sign?

WEBSTER: The one that says, “School Ahead, Go Slow.”

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“An old timer is a man who’s had a lot of interesting experiences — some of them true.”

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When a physician remarked on a new patient’s extraordinarily ruddy complexion, he said, “High blood pressure, Doc.  It comes from my family.”

“Your mother’s side or your father’s?” the doctor asked.

“Neither,” he replied.  “It’s from my wife’s family.”

“Oh, come now,” the doctor said.  “How could your wife’s family give you high blood pressure?”

He sighed.  “You oughta meet ’em sometime, Doc!”

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“Any husband who says, ‘My wife and I are completely equal partners,’  is talking about either a law firm or a hand of bridge.”

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A collector of rare books ran into an acquaintance who told him he had just thrown away an old Bible that he found in a dusty, old box. He happened to mention that Guten-somebody- or-other had printed it.

“Not Gutenberg?” gasped the collector.

“Yes, that was it!”

“You idiot! You’ve thrown away one of the first books ever printed. A copy recently sold at auction for half a million dollars!”

“Oh, I don’t think this book would have been worth anything close to that much,” replied the man. “It was scribbled all over in the margins by some clown named Martin Luther.”

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“Start every day off with a smile and get it over with.”

-W. C. Fields

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A guy walked into his friend’s office, he found him sitting at his desk, looking very depressed.

“Hey, what’s up with you?” he asks.

“Oh, its my wife,” replied the man sadly. “She’s hired a new secretary for me.”

“Well, nothing wrong in that. Is she blonde or brunette?”

“Neither, He’s bald.”

~~~

A computer expert is someone who can tell you logically why he doesn’t know what to do about your problem.

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An airline customer-service agent got a call from a woman who wanted to know if she could take her dog on board.

He told her the dog was welcome, as long as she paid a $50 charge and provided her own kennel. He further explained that the kennel needed to be large enough for the dog to stand up, sit down, turn around and roll over.

“I’ll never be able to teach him all that by tomorrow!” she said, and hung up.

~~~

Thousands of years ago, cats were worshipped as gods. Cats have never forgotten this.

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This lady went with her daughter to visit a prestigious university, and the student guide pointed out the nationally ranked library and state-of-the-art science facilities. She told them that the professors were the best in the world, and she recommended the daughter apply early to improve her chances for admission. “We get so many applicants,” she boasted, “because of the stature of the school.”

After the tour the mother asked our guide, “So, why did you choose this school?”

“Oh,” she replied, “my boyfriend works at the McDonald’s across the parking lot.”

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“Courage doesn’t always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day, saying, “I will try again tomorrow.”

Mary Anne Radmacher

~~~

Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana

Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies. The editor is somewhat senile.

Ray’s Daily has been sent for more than twenty years to people who want to start their day on an upbeat. If you have system overload because of our daily clutter, let me know and I will send you the information via mental telepathy. If you have not been getting our daily you can request to be added by e-mailing me at raykiwsp@gmail.com. Back issues are posted at http://rays-daily,com/ currently there are more than 2000 readers from around the world.

 

 

 

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