Tidbits on Plastic

This is for amusement only,and was spurred on by an email on how bad plastic bags are for our environment and in some cases, plastic bags can hurt the animals of the world. And yes for demonstration purposes my dog Cooper is modeling for us. Please note he was not in danger at any time. I have nothing better to do with my Ice Coffee sipping days in Plastic.

Yeh, I own cloth bags and sometimes I forget to bring them inside the store. It upsets me when I forget them. Must be the brain damage I have from the plastic drinking bottles that we drink water from.
I was sold long ago on Cloth but they are a pain to carry around, so I leave them in my car trunk now and still forget them.
But this could be a scam to get us to buy cloth bags. Hmm, will they find that cloth causes some deadly disease?
By the way, 9 out of 10 dentists use plastic dental tools.
So what about those plastic bags that we use in our trash cans in our homes?
What will we invent for those. Cloth trash bags could be very cool and when they get dingy we can wash them with our church clothes. Or we can bring them to the cleaners so they can cover them with plastic.
Now there's an Idea.
While you are hanging out in your Bible study room tonight (if you have one), sit in that chair and talk to God
It requires no plastic. LOL
Uh oh unless you have a plastic bible cover. Then what will you do? hmm
Okay, I've been sun deprived today. Do you care?
Brain damage is caused by plastic.
Also Brain damage by the way can also be caused by kids. (annoying kids) Of course I don't know any annoying kids, do you?
Which leads me to those disposible diapers that's why I stopped having kids. It was those disposable diapers. I was concerned about the environment. But I forgot that I could have grandchildren.
Hmm and what about our cordless telephones how many of these devices have plastic.
I'm feeling a women's bible study on plastic. Entitled "The 7 deadly sins of plastic"
Do you know the statistics of murder committed by plastic knives? Scary Huh
Okay I'm done.
It was nice listening to the musicians yesterday in Church, but the mic's had some materials made of plastic. And so did those plastic music notebooks.
Wow We are being taken over by the world of Plastic.
Well be sure to read my new book called "Plastic No More" with chapter 5 being totally devoted to how Penquin's are an endangered species because of Plastic. And it can be related faith and how it can happen to us Too. WE ARE ENDANGERED

Thankful for 81

Today was my mothers eighty first birthday. I took her out to lunch at her favorite diner, Penny's. She doesn't look at the menu anymore she just orders what I order. It was a good day for her she was alert and orientated to time and place. Which is something to be thankful for. She told me some funny stories and she & I laughed. Oh how I love her laugh. After lunch I took her to my house so we can play scrabble. She beat me in two games. What can I say it's nice for her to win on her birthday. And she was cocky about it too. Quite proud of herself including a little mockery of me when I put down a word she did not approve of. It was a most wonderful day. My younger boys Robert and Corey decided to pose with their Grandma for her 81st birthday. And they had some fun too.

As I was driving home from dropping her off, I just thanked the Lord that I still have Mother to celebrate her birthday with.

Today my day began with a series of sad notes. The obituaries were not fun to read for me today. And were not in my favor. My brothers friend Matt McKale, the famed LA sports writer died of heart attack at 50 years old, just shy of 51.

And the mother of someone I went 12 years to school with lost her battle to cancer at age 74. She also was the aunt of someone that was my best friend in 3rd grade and someone I went to school with. When I arrived at the wake this evening, my friend was not there, she was in New York recieving treatments for her own battle with cancer now. I was sad. Then I bumped into another friend of mine from my grammer school, our daughters did NHS band together and she told me at the wake she just lost her mom to lung cancer.

So I am thankful! Thankful that I had the opportunity to spend the day with my Mom on her 81st Birthday. Thankful that I am alive and healthy too.

The New Yorker Way

Bill and I had a day to spend with each other. We decided lets go to the City and visit the Met and I really wanted to see the JW Turner collection. It couldn't of been a more beautiful day. The sky was blue the sun was out and our moods were spirited. After all it was 1o am and we had a lot of energy for middle aged persons. At any rate we take the train from South Norwalk to Grand Central and we decide to walk 40 blocks, instead of taking the subway. Okay, so that may be a lot . But it was so fun. I love the smells and the noises of the city. The smell of side walk venders, the pretzels and the hot dogs and the sausages. Need I say more. Oh what day. As we were walking up Avenue of Americas and then we decided to move over to go up 5th avenue and I got this wonderful shot as I passed Central Park. Oh we even passed the Central Park Zoo and I realized we could have went there for free because we have a family membership at the Bronx Zoo. Oh well, another missed opportunity to be found on another day. Look at this awesome picture. I must say I am one proud mama.
So we get to the Museum and on the sidewalks on our approach are all the art venders. These venders are there selling the stuff everyday. Maybe one of the days I will bid sympathy to one of these venders and actually buy something. So in a distance I see the museum and I am actually excited. One, because I love this place, two, because I'm really hot from walking 40 blocks, and three, I am a bit tired. So much for the energizer bunny in me, now I could use a motorized wheelchair. Here is my view of the giant sign of the exhibit that will be featured for the next 2 months.

The Turner Collection was ever so amazing and was well worth the walk of 40 blocks. Thrown in for an extra bonus for us was some wonderful black and white photography exhibits by other talent. But I must say the Turner collection was breathtaking. Turner is a British landscape artist who had the amazing talent of capturing moonlight, sunlight and all the shadows and bursts of light that come with reality of life. I have seen a few of his paintings before and I have always wished I could see his whole collection someday. Bill who didn't know much about Turner was instantly a fan and in for big surprise. The historical stuff he painted and the stories he protrayed were just what the imagination ordered. My only disappointment was his dogs in the pictures. This may sound a bit crazy but they all looked like they were malnutritioned. Go figure. It reminded me of some pictures I have seen of the sick looking dogs in the burial grounds in Belize City, Belize. Also among Turners collections are his 2 trips to Italy. Venice and Rome are included in the collection. Oh that made my day.

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So we are done at the MET and we decide to take a Taxi cab back to eat near Grand Central. We flag down a taxi cab and some one cuts right in front of us like we weren't standing there. It's always a treat not to be noticed on purpose. So we jumped into the next cab. And low and behold finally after the last 2 trips into NYC we get a friendly taxi cab driver. He asked us about everything, including politics and I was wondering if the question he asked about who we liked for president was trick question. I am now wondering about whatever we answer, will the meter go up faster. Or will he dump us off in a bad section Harlem. Well at anyrate, I declined to answer, but my wonderful companion for the day, Bill chimed in. I now was having mental talks with myself. Saying in my head, "Don't worry Lori, not everyone is passionate about these candidates, it will be okay." Quite surprisingly the driver was on the same page with us. Hmm, friendly taxi driver on the same page is an extra perk for the making of a most perfect day in the city. He lets us off and we exchange addresses and invite him for dinner on Monday, (not really, just kidding). And we are off for the food adventure in the city which could be an adventure all by itself. So we start browsing some of the menu's on the windows outside. So if we even decide to get hamburgers I'm not paying 20 bucks for one. So we find this little Irish pub that is right near Grand Central. Plus it was fairly empty. Not really sure if this was a good sign or a bad sign but considering it was only around 3ish in the afternoon, I was not too concerned. We eat and the food was great, the service was rather slow, although after glancing over at the bar, I realized why. The waitress we had and the bartender were doing shots, okay, we should be happy that we even got our meals. So we are sitting in the restaurant and now I am eagerly awaiting the next part of my New York experience. Which I have not wrote about yet. My idea was let's pay alot of money for Met's tickets and take the 7 train to Shea from Grand Central. Now that is totally being a New Yorker. How cool is this. I had the best idea of all. I'm glad my brain is still working and I have these great brainstorms. So we hop on the 7 train.

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So we are on the 7 train and it tooks us about 30 minutes to get to Flushing. One of the reasons I wanted to go to Shea Stadium was because this will be this ballparks last year. I have some fond memories and some sad memories of this stadium and so I am a bit on the sentimental side when it comes to the New York Mets and this stadium. Now at the end of this season the old outdated stadium will be torn down for the new Citi Field. So I have seen this park in all kinds of circumstances even when we were sharing it with Yankees and the Jets. And we always came by car to the stadium and I could remember as we would drive over the Whitestone Bridge anticipating as a little girl those funky Shea stadium colors, orange and blue. So I could remember always wondering what it was like to be a true New Yorker and take the 7 train to the stadium and so we did it. When we arrived we started through the turnstyles to an open stairway and this was my view of the stadium, my last view, maybe.

And this will be it's replacement below. The new stadium called "Citi field" It is beautiful. In my mind I kept thinking will I even be able to afford this whole event ever again. Will I be able to take my grandson to his first ballgame here. So check out the new masterpiece.
So I got my tickets through stub hub the day before and I wanted the 1st base side right over the Mets dugout. Oh I did it again, what awesome seats. Oh I so wish I had my other camera. Why do I do this to myself everytime. Here our some of my memories of the night. Including a up close and personal with Mr. Met himself. From the national anthem to the Mets winning the game it was my perfect storybook ending to a "New Yorker Way" kind of day.