Category Archives: Baja Life

Jumping Rays–Why do they jump?

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Who knows? Scientists can only speculate. I’ve found many sites that discuss their jumping behavior. One that I liked is http://www.bbc.com/earth/story/20150512-watch-these-giant-rays-fly. It’s a short article, and like other scientists, Joshua Stewart, from the Gulf of California Marine Program at Scripps Institution of Oceanography, says:

“As far as we can tell, all mobulid rays jump, as do their myliobatid (eagle rays) cousins. Many theories have been suggested [as to why they jump], from feeding, courting, communicating, and ridding themselves of parasites.”

I guess I can speculate too. They jump because they can. They jump for joy. They jump so I can take their pictures. They were doing their spectacular show for us on our morning walk right across the street from our house.
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Our dog wasn’t paying attention though. All she cares about on our morning walks is catching her ball.
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Last night we had a terrific sunset and this morning we were treated to jumping rays. This beautiful place never ceases to amaze us and we count our blessings every day.
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San Pedrito at Sunset July 25, 2016
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Retirement is the best job I’ve ever had. All that work we did to prepare us for this was worth it. I’m jumping for joy just like the rays!
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Tandem Jumpers!
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 Hope you are having as much fun as we are.

The Baja Life

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Sometimes I feel like I’m running on all my pistons. I’ve got what it takes. Life is just so darn good. The days when it’s not like that are just a reminder to me that I need to be more appreciative of the times that make me sing and dance.

The political scene in the United States is abysmal. I don’t even want to think about it today. I’m swearing off all political posts and articles. No more! At least not today.

Today is for loving my life and appreciating where I live. The little piece of my paradise that are El Pescadero and Todos Santos and the surrounding areas bring me great joy. Let’s just stick with that.

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I’d like to think I could be like this finch and brave landing on a cardon.

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Or that I could grow in sand and lean against a rock in a garden.

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Hangin’ in a tree with a promise of something sweet.

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Just be happy!

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Stickin’ my feet in the sand as the tide comes up.

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Desert plants grace my back yard and now we’ve got new palms on the side.

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The beach is just across the street. How blessed am I?

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surf si puedes…surf if you can!

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Morning Mist

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Going in the back door. There’s an outdoor shower back there too.

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Outdoor dining. The way to go.

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If you’ve never been in a hammock chair you’re missing out.

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Cruising around in our Polaris 4X4 is the sweetest ride on these dirt roads.

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Witnessing the birth of the Olive Ridley turtle makes my day!

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El Pescadero–frutas y verduras!

 

 

Passion Fruit from our "green fence."

Passion Fruit from our “green fence.”

The health benefits of passion fruit are off the charts! I can have it anytime I want.

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And so I’ll end with this: We knew what we were talking about in the 60’s. What the world needs now is love, sweet love. And living in the desert by the ocean with a big beautiful sun bringing warmth, it’s easy to feel this love.

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Okay, so there are some ouches sometimes, but life is full of opportunities. I’ve just got to make the most of them.

What Could be Better than Living by the Pacific Ocean?

Not much really. The shoreline is ever-changing, but always a delight and I am thankful to live at the furthermost south end of San Pedrito in El Pescadero, BCS.

Heaven is my home. Every morning we take the trail across the street from our house and we’re on the beach in under a minute.

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A quick walk and my toes are in the water.

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Living on the Shores of the Pacific

It’s not merely the waves

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or the sun or the sand

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It’s more than the spray

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It’s not only the sparkle

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or the rocks or the fish

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It’s the wonder of it all

A whipped cream of an ocean dance

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With the vapors and song of the shore

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to erase our worries and make our hearts sing.

 

Summer’s Here in Southern Baja

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Bienvenidos a el Verano

(Welcome to the Summer)

Just a tad humid so far, and still the occasional marine layer hanging around, but summer is definitely here in Southern Baja. It’s so quiet around here too, as those with 2nd homes have gone to parts elsewhere. I like it quiet, but most folks would say it’s quiet even when it’s high season. Just depends on what you call quiet I guess. El Pescadero and Todos Santos are not big cities. Más como pueblos pequeños. (More like small towns).

Here are some sights around my place:

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Sour Pitaya

“The sour pitaya is a sprawling, much-branched cactus, with branches up to 3 metres long (see also the image below). The stems are dark grey-green. Where their tips touch the ground they can take root, so that eventually this cactus can form thick, impenetrable thickets. This cactus is a near-endemic of the Baja California peninsula, although it also grows in a small region of mainland Mexico. It is a dominant plant in many desert regions of Baja California. The name “sour pitaya” refers to the fruits, which are edible but not as sweet as those of the organ pipe cactus. The plant produces large white flowers, usually in July – September.” Taken from http://archive.bio.ed.ac.uk/jdeacon/desertecology/cacprof1.htm

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Santa-Maria Barrel Cactus (This one is huge)

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Ferocactus santa-maria

The flowers are so pretty on these cactus. What am I saying? All cactus flowers are gorgeous.

Barrel Cactus in Bloom

Barrel Cactus in Bloom

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Bananas soon!

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Golden Barrel Cactus

These aren’t native to Southern Baja, but they are all over in pretty landscaped areas.

We used to have two, but one died after about a year.

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Agave (front and center) and Cardon

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Traveler’s Palm (Ravenala madagascariensis) and Arika Palm (on right)

Travelers palms are actually members of the bird-of-paradise plant family, and is more closely related to the banana tree family than the palm tree because of the shape of the leaves. It’s a fast grower. The traveler’s palm gets its name from the fact that thirsty travelers could find stores of water in many parts of the plant including the leaf folds, flower bracts, and inside each of the hollow leaf bases each of which may hold up to one quart of water.

– See more at: http://www.palmtreepassion.com/travelers-palm.html#.V2rDrle_2u4

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Ah, the fragrant and lovely plumeria!

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Our Finch on our Cardon

We call him ours, as he and his main squeeze have been nesting here and raising their babies.

They sit on our kitchen window bars and watch me cook.

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“Stand up and be Counted!” says my hibiscus.

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Our friends planted the top of a pineapple and lo and behold…a baby comes into their garden.

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A tree in our friends’ yard puts out this beauty. We don’t know what it is. Do you?

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Wouldn’t be summer without bougainvilleas and mangoes.

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The flower of the nopal cactus graces our front yard.

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Hibiscus that haven’t opened and a visiter. Look closely at the photo above in the bottom, left quadrant.

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Here’s a close-up of the dragonfly on my plumeria bud.

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Mangle–Mangrove

Coastal region native plant.

We were lucky enough to have a lot of these mangroves on our property. They don’t transplant well at all. We give them a little water and they are flourishing.

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All the low growing bush-like plants are mangrove. In the summer they have those pretty red berries.

See more @https://tosea.wordpress.com/2015/10/28/mangroves-the-trees-of-life/

Next time I will include the beach. It’s not summer without spending time at the beach, right?

But wherever you are, enjoy your life. Every single moment.

Baja Surfing–Sometimes it’s a Dog’s World!

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Cala does her thing!

What makes for a more exciting afternoon at the beach than

a dog surfing contest?

The recent 3rd annual Dog Surfing Competition at Los Cerritos was definitely a hit with all who attended. This contest is a fund raiser for Pescy Dogs, getting its name from the town El Pescadero, where it’s located.

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Collecting donations!

Our community’s organization, Pescy Dogs, works 24/7 to provide shelter, medical care and most importantly love for sick, injured and/or homeless dogs in the El Pescadero area, BCS. http://www.pescydogs.org

Kim of Baja Zen http://baja-zen.com works tirelessly to put on this fun event.

Thanks, Kim!

Even if you missed the dog surfing contest at Los Cerritos on June 5th,

you still have a chance to donate to the Pescy Dogs.

 http://dogsurfcompcerritos.com/donate/

We’re just a hop, skip, and jump from Todos Santos, but Pescadero has a different flare because we are more of a farming and beach community than our neighbor to the north.

 

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Surfers share the beach with the fishermen too.

 

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Danito, a local farmer.

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Early morning at Los Cerritos.

If you’re a surfer anywhere on the west coast of North America you’ve most likely heard of Los Cerritos. Any day of the week you will find people and dogs enjoying the beach, but on June 5th it was all about the canines!

 

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The fans and their dogs and families!

 

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Well, maybe some of the children had other ideas, but the surf dogs put on the best show.

 

 

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Local surfer, Perry, helps Marshmallow get out for a wave in the first heat.

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The dogs were into it.

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What a beauty!

 

Here goes Marshmallow again!

 

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Go, Marshmallow, go!

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Baraka is on the beach all the time with Juan Carlos. Today it looks like she can walk on water!

 

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Dismount with grace!

 

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Sweet pup named Surfo!

 

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Meanwhile, back on the beach–boys do what boys do! Dogs aren’t the only ones who dig holes.

 

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The shovel is for–well–you know.

Back to the contest: Sully is Tillman’s brother. And Tillman was a famous canine surfer, better known as a skateboarder. He has his own Facebook Page too: https://www.facebook.com/TillmanSkates

Sully has lots of spunk and style. See for yourself.

 

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Making his brother proud.

 

 

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Pirata is a local Cerritos dog who belongs to Perry. What a great surfer (Perry too).

 

 

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Pirata nails it.

 

Cala brings home the prize for Carlos and Paula of Todos Santos Surf Shop. Way to go!
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1st Place: Cala of Todos Santos—sponsored by Todos Santos Surf Shop https://www.facebook.com/todossantossurfshop.activities/ and Explora Baja https://www.facebook.com/explorabaja/?fref=nf

2nd Place: Pirata from our local Cerritos Beach—sponsored by Baja Zen and La Katrina Surf Shop.

3rd Place: Sully from Scorpion Bay—sponsored by Tillman.

Best Wave award went to Pirate sponsored by La Katrina Surf Shop https://todossantos.cc/shops-and-business/la-katrina-surf-shop/ .

See you all next year at Los Cerritos for another fun dog surf contest.

Visit the official Dog Surf Contest page if you like: http://dogsurfcompcerritos.com

 

We All Scream for Ice Cream

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Purée a bunch of mangoes in a blender or food processor.

Add a little sugar to the mangoes and blend some more.

Pour this mixture into a shallow pan.

Let freeze for 2 hours.

Blend this mixture again. Set aside.

Whip some heavy whipping cream with sugar and vanilla till it forms peaks.

Add the blended frozen mango mixture to the whipped cream.

Mix well and then return to the freezer

in the container you want to keep your ice cream in.

Freeze for 3-4 more hours and voila–Mango Ice Cream.

Invite your friends over and get ready for a treat.

It’s the creamiest, best thing we’ve ever eaten.

 I know I did’t give you measurements** for the ingredients,

because I often just wing it.

That’s what I did here, and I think I should have used more

mangoes to how much whipped cream I used.

Next time.

Trust me, that next time will be soon.

You get the hang of it, right?

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**I used about half what is in this bowl with about 2 cups of whipping cream.

Sugar it up, but mangoes are super sweet. You don’t need much.

No matter how you do it, if you love mangoes, you’ll love the end product.

Go for it!

Mango Heaven is Here! Life is All About the Food, Right?

 

 

Millions of mangos! Our friends, Bill and Shauna have mangos coming on their old 3-story tall mango trees. These close neighbors open their beautiful place for friends to come pick mangos.

We got two five-gallon buckets FULL of the gorgeous fruit yesterday. We’re in mango heaven right now.

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These mangos below are going to “Hippy Steve” to feed his pigs.

Steve doesn’t live far from Bill and Shauna’s place.

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I estimate that they have 15-20 beautiful mango trees, not to mention all the palms and ornamentals and agave (for tequila). The agave are in the forefront of the photo below.

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Heavy with Mangos.

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The trees and the ground are covered in this tasty fruit.

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See the buckets in Little Red (our Polaris)?

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This place is lush with beauty and talk about peaceful.

It doesn’t get better than this.

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You can imagine how many birds show up here.

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Below are the pits and peelings (looking down inside the bucket yesterday).

I actually love this photo for some reason. Maybe it’s just me, but I think it’s pretty.

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Tomorrow’s post will show you the ice cream and I’ll explain how I process mangos for using in our smoothies, etc.  Come back tomorrow for more mango news from beautiful Pescadero in Baja California Sur.

 

What am I?

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I spread my wings to catch the updraft. Soaring higher at this vantage point I spy fish who seem to be waiting for me to pluck them from their watery world. I swoop lower now and with one smooth pass that tasty prize is mine. Throwing my head back I swallow.

This happy day brings a bounty of surprises.

What is it like to be me?

I feel the wind on my face as I float to my next stop. You probably feel a little jealous, don’t you? You wish you could fly; fly with the help of your wings and go up as high as the mountain on your horizon.

Like I do.

Never give up. It can all be yours if you practice the right moves. Open up. Feel the power of the cool breeze as it lifts you. The aerodynamics might seem tricky at first, but if I can do it, so can you.

I’m never lonely flying above the earth looking down at all the commotion that I cannot hear. It’s a little chilly up here sometimes, but that’s what feathers are for. I have a nice down coat to keep me warm as I fly higher, gliding on the ethers going above the clouds.  Free. Alone. Thinking only of my heartbeat and the sound of my breath.

I make my way to wherever I want to go.

Once more I spread my wings to catch the draft of air that helps me reach the highest tree on the mountain top. From my perch the view is long and wide.

In this life of my design there are no limits.

Oh, but I feel your skepticism because you believe in limits. You are proud to be a realist. For you, things are the way they are.

Not for me though. For you see I am a modern day Don Quixote.

I am a dreamer.

And nothing gets in the way of a dreamer. Because for a dreamer there are no limits. Ever.

 

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Dirt Roads

 

 

010Riding in my VW Van down the dirt road, I’m singing that old Elvis Presley tune, “I’m all Shook Up.” That’s because dirt roads are anything but smooth. Everywhere we go here in the Baja, except for the highways and a few select roads here and there, we’re bouncing around getting all shook up.

 

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Taxes in other countries are in sufficient amounts that the roads get paved. Nice. Smooth. Dreamy roads. But where we live, the roads have ruts and dips and holes and copious amounts of bumps and rocks.

 

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You get used to it. Sort of. Some days you don’t think about it and other days it drives you crazy.  Not that I need much help to be crazy. But that’s another issue.

 

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Taxes also pay for libraries, police, fire fighters, parks, etc. Consequently the services here are minimal.

 

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There are several reasons to think of our home in the Baja as paradise, but don’t be fooled. There are drawbacks. More than just dirt roads too, and I don’t usually write about them. I’m not going to go on and on about them now either. Maybe some other day.

 

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Instead, I’ll just sing. These are my four words for today: “I’m all shook up!”

 

Oh wait. One thing: when #^*!! people drive 100 miles an hour on the dirt road in front of my house, the dirt comes in through my open doors and windows leaving a nice thick layer of dirt over everything. Oh, how I hate that.

What are they thinking? This is the Baja 1000?

 

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Dirt road in front of my house.

 

After I sweep for the 3rd time today, I’ll get back to my zen.

Happy singing again: I’m all shook up!

 

 

Rocking my World

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Rhythmical flow,

movement of rolled stone,

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Waves crashing,

ocean gifts of stones and shells

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Peaceful waves

 pounding, resounding,

rocking my world.

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Searching shoreline,

plucking treasures from warm sand,

rocking my world.

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Reconnecting stones,

nature’s pattern reinvented,

rocking my world.

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Susie’s Rock Mosaic January 2016

Susie’s Wave Mosaic January 2013

 

Jump Up and Down

Recently a dear friend of mine passed on a book to me entitled, Four Word Self Help, Simple Wisdom for Complex Lives. Don’t get me wrong. My life isn’t all that complex anymore, but this is a sweet book. I have chosen the four words: JUMP UP AND DOWN as my four words today.

Life has provided many opportunities for jumping up and down. I was a cheerleader in high school and did a fair amount of it. Don’t laugh. It was the only “sport” that girls were allowed back in my day. Title IX came long after I graduated from high school. Congratulations to all the girls and women who have been entitled to play sports since then. I’m jumping up and down for you.

It’s funny, but even as a 69 year old woman, I still jump for joy often. I’ve never stopped doing it and I highly recommend it to you. Let go! Show your happiness.

Here’s a photo of my 48 year old son and his 36 year old wife when they went on the whale shark trip in November last year with us. I didn’t ask them to jump up and down. They just did it.

 

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Happiness is catching.

Makes you want to jump up and down, doesn’t it?

 

 

 

You have to catch the ball before you can throw it.

This can be a metaphor for life, even though it pertains to baseball. Don’t put the cart before the horse, don’t count your chickens…blah, blah, blah.

Timing is everything and while I’ve known this for a long while, today I was given a smack upside my head as a nice little reminder.

The story: We sold our beautiful VW van to a friend. She said she wanted it. We trusted that she did. On her word we felt it was a done deal and we considered it sold. She drove it, we showed her everything about how to care for it, gave her our bazillion extra parts, and she was excited. She went home with the plan to get us our down payment by tomorrow (Tuesday) and we would keep the car till it was paid for.

At this point, I deleted the ads I’d run and told two other prospective buyers that it was sold. A gentleman in Seattle had offered to buy the van for its full asking price, as well as give us $1,000 more if we delivered it to San Diego, but yesterday I told him we had it sold. So sorry, I told him.

We bought another vehicle for $10,000 with the idea that we had sold the van. We’re all set now, right?

Apparently not. Our friend, who will remain nameless, just called and said she changed her mind. “It’s just not a good idea for me right now,” she tells me.

“What? What?” I exclaim. “I already told the other people it was sold.”

“I know, I’m sorry. But I couldn’t sleep last night and I don’t think this is a good idea for me right now.”

You have to catch the ball before you can throw the ball. Don’t put the cart before the horse and don’t count your chickens until they hatch.

Don’t buy a new car until you have the money for the one you sold.

And don’t trust ANYBODY.

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I don’t want to be bitter. So I’ll work at getting over it. In the meantime, I have learned:

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