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My Weight Problem and How it will Affect the Year 2008 Resolution!!

LIFE STARTS HERE.jpgLet me start this off right!  I am about 265 pounds.  I go up and I go down.  I stay within the range of 250 to 265 at all times.  Right now my stomach is my worse attribute.  I gave birth over 14 years ago—ONE Time!  I had only one pregnancy in my entire life.  (I laugh at that because my huge gut….people always say…”You have a couple of kids…Right?”  I always tell them no!  But would you believe that there is always someone who will persist and continue to tell me that I have more than one child?  I look at them like he/or she is crazy!  I mean, really,  could I have been knocked out at some point,  and given birth and do not remember it?  And where is the child with the social security number to go along with it?  —Any way lets get back to my weight problem)   I was a “full figured” nine year old when I developed my  “period”. 

 I was an active semi-tom boy as a young lady.  I loved sports….I was not the best,  but I participated as much as possible.

  I was on a softball team while in junior high school.  I did gymnastics—which I loved to a certain extent. 

 I could not do the uneven bars because of an inner ear problem.  I could not swing myself up onto the bars without losing my perspective and balance. 

 I would swing throw my legs up and then I would subsequentcially fall because I would have the horrifying giddy sensation in the pit of my stomach and my head  would feel light, and my brain would release such powerful shots of “seemingly electrical volts down my spine.” 

I would loosen my grip on the uneven bar and find myself recuperating on the floor mat.  

  That would happen to me atleast 5 times out of 10 tries on the uneven bars in gymnastics class.  I stuck more to the balance beam, and the floor routines. 

I had the same problem of inner ear confusion but I would be able to prolong that reaction by doing other parts to the gymnastic routine by skipping etc.  Once I did a walkover (head over heel and vice versa) and I fell and banged the side bone of my left big toe.  I had to go to the doctor. 

Nothing was broken —but again that came from that “stupid”–weakness in my inner ear that affects balance.  I also loved Karate!  I had fallen in love with Bruce Lee and the Martial Arts movies he made.  So my parents enrolled me into the Jerome Mackey School of Martial Arts!  I took judo until I received another injury from  my inner ear issue.  My sparing partner had tossed me over her head in a move that I was not familiar with. 

 I lost my balance and slid across the canvas mat and busted my lower lip.  My head throbbed for days and I felt dizzy.  I stopped judo.  I took up karate and I liked it better than judo. 

 Only exception was I did not like to spar!  I am such a baby!  I rode my bike, and played with the neighborhood kids.  I had a pretty good weight. 

 Remember,  I am 47 years old and I am not of the video game generation.  I played with my Barbie dolls and entertained myself by watching the BRADY BUNCH,  I LOVE LUCY, HERE’S LUCY, LOST IN SPACE,  THE BEGINNING EPISODES OF STAR TREK, MISSION IMPOSSIBLE, FLINTSTONES,  HONEY MOONERS etc. 

So basically I was an active kid when my favorite television programs were not on.

So how did I go from a size 13/14 to a WHOPPING  size 22/24? 

 Where did everything go wrong?  I grew up with a 1/2 acre of back yard,  I played hard with my cats and dogs, and ran up and down the peaceful neighborhood street with my neighborhood friends. 

We played games on the stoop,  and played hopscotch,  hide-and- go-seek etc.  I was not fat at all.  As I got older,  men and young boys would ogle over my tiny waist and full hips and body.  So why do I look like a  big ole’ sack o’ potatoes right now? 

Genetic Predisposition Maybe?  But my mother never looked as bad as I do right now!  I know, I know….don’t put myself down right?  Well, it just gets me a bit frustrated and hurts my feelings abit. 

 I want to where cute outfits and bright cheery colors.  Yes, I am aware of the Avenue,  Ashley Steward,  Lane Bryant Stores and Plus size areas in Macy’s etc.,  But it does not matter.  Big is still big.  They  do not  match the designs that I could see myself wearing! 

 For example,  look at Victoria Secret Stores.  I cannot buy anything in that store unless it is perfume.

  They do not make bras for sale at the UGLY over grown size of 42DD! 

 They make things in the 38CC  or D category….but my size seems over the top for them! 

 That is why I only venture in and make a BEE LINE for the lotions and perfumes only.

  I make my purchase and then walk hastily out of the store….so that the skinny ladies who can fit into those great designer bras and panties don’t give me that “ARE YOU KIDDING–ONCE OVER WITH THEIR JUDGEMENTAL EYES”! 

So getting back to my weight.  I am tired of being sick and tired.  I do not care what Monique from the “PARKERS” AND PHAT Girls (famed plus sized commedian)says about being plus sized!  

  FAT,  OR PHAT IS NOT CUTE! —What I am referring to is myself.  I have met and still do know personally some very phsically beautiful people who happend to be plus sized. 

I just want people to realize that I am aware that plus size body does not make a plus size heart.

  So when you feel stressed at work….does your heart beat in that “fight or flight mode because you may not agree with your co-worker over a given topic. 

 So for  the entertainment reason…yes plus size is good….but for those of us who run a household it is not easy to pick up babies,  and cook and clean daily….it becomes a hardship when weight turns simple tasks difficult.

 My jellyroll of a stomach,  and thick stubby legs that make me trip over side walk cracks–is not appealing.  —Honestly,  I fit my clothes better when I was size 13/14!  I had a flat….a real flat stomach back then.  I could do sit ups and push ups and even stretch. 

 I did  Yoga every night back then.  So what has happened you ask?  Well when I met my husband at age 27 I was still in good shape.  Great shape from what he had told me back then.  We met at Queens College while we both attended. 

He was assisting the teacher in swimming class.  I was a student.  I was very shy, I kept my towel rapped around my  waist until it was time to get into the water of the olympic sized pool. 

 I was so embarressed naturally.  Ugh….my husband told me that my body was great….that he would wait for me to take my towel off.  Well any way the rest is history.  We got married,  and issues arose, ensued and he became castastrophically sick and all I have to show of my love for him is my beautiful ONE child who is currently 14 years old. 

I have heard and have read that STRESS can make you fat!  Have you heard that one yet?!  Well, after what I went through in loosing my husband….I should weigh in at about 700 pounds I figure! 

 But really I do not eat as much as what people think about fat people.  I actually have stomach pain most of the time. 

I do not eat breakfast, because I get this bad reaction where I have pain with the first food that hits my stomach….then in a 1/2 hour I feel extremely sleepy….my arms feel heavy and I have to keep putting water on my face, and sometimes I have to even just go sit in a restroom stall at work to keep from passing out!  So I do not eat breakfast…it creates a problem. 

 I checked with my doctors who have no explanation for this syndrome.  So I continue not to eat breakfast.  I see everybody else around me —you know the healthy weight people eating breakfast, sharing food and having a good time about it. 

I eat lunch between 11:00 and 1:30.  I then have dinner at home.  I do not buy junk food.  I do my cooking…but I do not fry anything excep hamburger and some fish.

  I make broiled salmon, and some other fish broiled.  I tend to eat late at night…which is a BIG NO, NO!  I am usually working over time. 

Sometimes, I work 12 to 14 hours a day! When I get home I am too tired to cook.  I get up very early *4 AM and I may leave work at 1pm. 

 I am so tired that I cook and go to bed immediately.  So yes I know what you are thinking….I must get a better schedule right?

However, I need my job.  My kid has medical problems and I cannot quit my job–it has decent health coverage.  

With all my issues to the side for a minute ….I have contemplated the surgery.  I am afraid of that type of hard action.  Although I might sound like a good candidate. 

 I do have high blood pressure….which may not be a good reaction to stomach stapling or placing the “ring” on my stomach either.  I believer I will go out and purchase the sweat pants and shirt and just start walking again. 

I MUST START WALKING TO BEGIN TO LOOSE WEIGHT! 

 I will use that as a option because I started to loose weight over the summer when I was walking ten blocks to catch the bus to work when my car was in the shop for an entire month. 

After I got over the actual 2 weeks of pain in my calves etc.  I began to notice a difference.  Not a big difference….but a difference nonetheless! 

So that is my NEW YEARS RESOLUTION!!!!!******I RIVEROFLIFELISAJOY—WILL COMMITT AS MUCH THOUGHT AND TIME TO ((((((WALKING)))))))  AS I DO TO THIS BLOG.  I will attempt to walk atleast 1 hour everyday….or better yet I will start walking 15 minutes, for a week, and then increase it the next week.  I have to start slow….I have a heart to consider today.

 So what about you?  Are you going to take and make a difference in your own life for the  coming year?  Do you need to loose weight like …or  do you need to accomplish some other goal?  “ROME WAS NOT BUILT IN A DAY!”  (UNKNOWN AUTHOR)

 Sit  down and truly think about your goals for the year 2008!  Plan it , structure it, and tell your family and friends so that they will help you get your act to gether. 

I have told my 14 year old to help Mommy to loose weight.  I asked him to walk with me for the first week of my walk and lose weight campaign!

As you can see, by this blog you who need to loose some weight—start slow….You did not gain weight over night….and you will not lose weight over night….atleast healthy weight loss  saves lives!

Take your time,  TALK TO YOUR DOCTOR AND TELL HIM YOUR GOALS FOR YOURSELF FOR 2008!!! Take it slow  and follow doctors orders.  Becareful with the weight loss surgery. 

Till next blog…in which  I will talk about two people I know who had the two mentioned  medical techniques I described earlier.

Riveroflifelisajoy!

My New Year’s Resolution–It’s Gonna Be Great In 2008!!!

LIFE STARTS HERE.jpgNo matter what…I will resolve

to improve my status in life!

I  want to go in the direction of

Peace with my fellow man

I want to develop a clear and

concise plan

I will  move in the direction of harmony with

all.  But will not give up my self-respect

Because if I do,  I have wasted this long,  long up hill

trek.

Will you take my hand,

My fellow man?

Can we together rise,

up toward the heavenly skies to

bring down the fighting across the

globe?

Can we bring down the pain and suffering

in the lives of men,  women, and children?

Can we find ways to stay the course, and

not have to live out our lives full of

remorse?  From good deeds left undone,

from victories left not won?

Can you search deep within,  and see the one true love

of mankind that will give us the answer

and the goal that is about to unfold in the

coming year?

Does every year new have to begin with

Tears?

Can we shout in victory together, all man kind

of  every race, creed and religion? 

All of mankind of all lifestyles, and traditions

Can we this year….of 2008  be ready,  be real,

and prepared to be GREAT?

What say you, my fellowman kind and womankind–Are we up for the challenge to participate in the year 2008!

Come forward, and do not fear,  the end of the 2007 is drawing to an end. 

I hope you will take the challenge and  assist this beautiful world on which we reside to come to a mend and heal from deep inside.

You do not have to believe in the same God as I do. 

Just place your foot, within your shoe and take just

one step forward.

Take another step forward toward your destiny.

There is a purpose for all of us on this globe called earth!

Do not be afraid to see your value,  see your worth!

I will pray for you.  I will pray for myself…

I will pray that the Almighty God above reveal his love to one and all!  That you,  your friends, and family  and I will

receive joy, peace and prosperity in the coming year 2008!

Just do not forget to open the gate for the poor,  the down trodden,  the sick,  and the weak.—

For those who have received much….much is required back to assist those who are yet on the road as pilgrims seeking salvation and peace.

May the God of all—The Alpha and Omega

the Beginning and the End —give you all that you need to succeed in 2008! 

I resolve to be a help and not a hinderance on that road  toward our goals of man-kinds success!

Till next blog

RIVEROFLIFELISAJOY! 

December 26,–Medical Emergency possibly due to the Video Game System! Oh, Why this Now?

LIFE STARTS HERE.jpgMy son Daniel was talking to his grandmother in her room.  I was making her something to eat.  Her room is right behind the kitchen. 

 She said, “Come here, Come here, ” in a too calm voice.  “Come and get him, he does not look well.” 

 I had that chaotic, shaky,  feeling in my gut again.  The same if not worse from last weekend when Daniel got “sick” in his sleep at 5:00 am. 

 Now it was only about 9pm the day after Christmas and I saw him standing and holding his head.  

I rushed to his side and he grabbed hold of my arm.  I steadied him and then I could do nothing but get him to the wall where he could lean. 

I tried to make him lay on my mother’s bed but he could not move his legs.

  He is taller than me ….so I had to be careful that he not fall and hit his head. 

My mother could see his face….she said…Ha, oh…watch out….he is going to throw up!  He threw up all over the floor in my mothers room. 

He closed his eyes and lay limp on my shoulder like a wet rag….I could pick up his arms and there appeared to be no resistance or strength.  I could hear gurgling in his throat. 

 I held his head back and I started talking to him.  Daniel,  Daniel…do you hear Mommy? 

I thought that he would start shaking or something….but then I heard the gurgling again and he threw up again.  He had just eaten a broiled chicken sandwich. 

I was cooking sweet potatoes with sugar and cinnamon on the stove.  But right now I hoped it was not burning because I could not move.

  My mother was asking me if I wanted to put him on the chair.  I said no….it was a wooden kitchen chair.  He needed a secure chair. 

 The dining room and living-room where he had set up “camp” under the Christmas Tree with all of his gifts—especially the Ninetendo WII  were in the living room.

That is what he had been doing for about 2 hours before this episode.  He had gone food shopping with me. 

 We had really gone out to go get his replacement Legend of Zelda Game for the WII because the one he had gotten for Christmas was defective. 

 That was all he could think about for the whole day of Christmas.  So for him…Christmas had really only started two hours ago once he started playing the replacement no defect Legend of Zelda game. 

 So what went wrong NOW???!!!!!  Why was I standing trapped here in my mother’s room…unable to get to the telephone AGAIN???!!! 

 and — holding my son up against the wall while he was throwing up over my shoulder? 

 His arms limp as two dish rags;  he was not talking…  just weak, and vomiting and spitting! 

 My mother,  with all of her age of 78 had worked in Creedmoor Hospital back in the 1960’s  as a attendant….was calm and just asking what she could do to help. 

 She can not walk…due to arthritis.  I started praying and talking to my son.  I sang a hym. 

 I prayed (and)  recited Psalm 23 and waited for him to come back to me and my mother.  My son Daniel spit and threw up again. 

Finally I felt some life come back into his body.  Funny though,  his heart was pounding, and pounding. 

It was a good strong beat!

I talked to him continously and asked him his name, and then he began to talk words…but the words did not make any sense.  He knew his name,  but  when I asked him how old he was he spelled his last name instead. 

 I walked him to the living room and had him to lay down.  He saw me reach for the telephone and then he began to tell me to “Wait, a–wait don’t do that—wait! 

 He does not want to go to the hospital…I told him I have to call for help—he got visibly upset.  He kept looking at the video game he had left on just before he became “sick.” 

 By the time the EMS arrived he was talking regular and making sense. 

 They, the EMS techs explained that the video games and even the computer have 60 shots of light every few seconds and that is why  he is getting sick. 

They checked his blood pressure and other vitals.  He seemed fine. But looked over tired (they said from playing those games.)

 They got clearance for him to see his doctor today and not have to go to the hospital….but with a promise from him to put away the video games and go directly to bed….eat something, drink something but go to sleep immediately! 

UGH!  Lord, help my kid and help all other parents going through this nightmare. 

 My kid was in private school all his life.  I sacrificed my pension to nine years of private school education. 

 Now he is in a college board  highschool  with only 300 kids.  He loves it! 

My son ranks 44 in a thousand kids from the Youth and Tennis of SoutEast Queens.  He just played tennis on Friday,  Saturday and Sunday!  If you saw him he does not look sick…He is quite athletic….

 I am a poor woman…..I can barely put food on the table. 

 I pray that my son’s health improves. 

I hope it is only the video game systems and the 60 shots of light and nothing else.

  He is only 14 and has not yet lived his life. 

I hope this blog gives inspiration to others out there who may be experiencing the same thing. 

I am going to get in touch with a Shakley Food Supplement distributor. My mother gave them to me because of different medical problems when I was just graduating highschool and starting college.

 They really helped.  I had lost track of that food supplement company….but I will actively seek them out now. 

 This is not an advertisement….it is my personal opinion.  I will not give my son anything UNTIL I TALK TO HIS DOCTOR.  —-PLEASE BLOGGERS….DO NOT TAKE ANY TYPE OF VITAMIN OR FOOD SUPPLEMENT UNTIL YOU CONSULT YOUR DOCTOR.  I WILL BE TALKING TO MY SON’S DOCTOR TO DAY ABOUT VITAMINS AND FOOD SUPPLIMENTS…..YOU MUST ALWAYS CONSULT, CONSULT, CONSULT AND GET SECOND AND THIRD AND FOURTH OPINIONS ABOUT YOUR MEDICAL HEALTH AND NEEDS!!!!!! 

 Because I know my son is a picky eater…and he does expend alot of energy to  play tennis and do school work.

  He also is putting alot of energy into the video games. All though the kids appear to be couch potatoes…they are expending energy into concentration. 

That is where the danger appears to lay with the 60 points of light flashing into the eyes and affecting the brain. 

 What to do what to do?  My kid appears to be hooked to the games.  But guess what? 

 The male EMS Tech guy said that he is hooked to the games too! 

Lord save us ALL!!!!

Watch your child and the video games please….. !!!!!!

Take care….till next blog…..

RIVEROFLIFELISAJOY

5:00 in the Morning during A Snow Storm Medical Emergency just before the Holidays!

LIFE STARTS HERE.jpgI sleep on the kitchen floor.  I sleep on a mat with pillows, and  a blanket on the kitchen floor.  I am watching over my mother at night while she sleeps on her ten inch thick mattress from Sealy Posterpedic. 

 She had a stroke some years ago.  But my concern is regarding her arthritis and waking up and needing assistance.  I have a ten inch thick mattress too.  But it is upstairs in my bedroom.  So I sleep down stairs for the sake of my mother in case she needs me. 

 But one night recently I awoke with a start!  I heard a screach, or scream or some sort of ungodly howl that sent shivers up and down my spine.  You see, I sleep very light because I am the watchman in the night for my family.  I used to have dogs, and the watching was their job…but I can not have pets anymore….so my sleep is very, very, very light. 

 I heard that screach and howl and I somehow flew to my feet and ran into the dinning room and found my child on the floor shaking and jerking.  Daniel!  Daniel!  Mommy’s here!  Daniel! Daniel!  Mommy is here! 

 I tried to turn him  on his side but he was very stiff.  His eyes were wide open, but turned to the side and beet red.  He did not hear me.  I wanted to call for help. My mother heard the uproar and asked what was happening! 

 I told her that Daniel was having a seizure.  It appeared that he was on the computer and was possibly sitting up in the dinning room chair and had fallen off the chair to the floor.  He missed hitting the computer, and the china cabinet thank God. 

 This was a bad one.  I was shaking internally, and I wanted to call 911.  I was counting the minutes of how long this seizure was lasting. and praying that it would not go into stasis.  (a non stop seizure which can be life threatening). 

I watched him and prayed that this evil internal assault on my child of 14  years old would soon stop. It did.  He closed his eyes and I ran up stairs to get the phone line adjusted. 

You see I can not afford the expensive computer set up for the Internet like other people.  I have the AOL phone jack.  My son appeared to have been on the computer Internet and so I had to put the phone back on. 

His bedroom has the phone jack in it so I had to go into his darkened room to fix the telephone line.  The light bulb needed to be replaced in the ceiling.  I had told him to replace the bulb the other day and he did not do it to my dismay! 

I could not get the phone to work once I had fumbled around in the dark.  I ran back down stairs and then banged on my landlords door.  She came up and  gave me her cell phone. I dialed 911!  My son opened his eyes and sat up on the dining room chair and put his head in his hands. 

I ran to the kitchen and dragged my mat, blanket and pillow to the dining room.  I commanded my son to lay down and rest. He looked at me in a clueless way but listened to me. 

 He lay down.  I continued to talk to him and he went into a sleep.  I had to run to the restroom.  I had been feeling sick myself but from more regular reasons, PMS.  Ugh!  Why does everything go wrong at the wrong time? 

I wanted to stay by my child’s side…but instead I had to run to the toilet and tend to my own stupid needs!  I was so angry with my body!  I went back to my son and checked him.  He was still sleeping soundly. 

I went to the window and looked out and saw two EMS trucks approaching.  It was bad weather too.  5:00 in the morning!  Snow and slush was all over the place and the wind was blowing badly.  The  bare winterized tree limbs were straining against the wind. 

 I dreaded the next few hours of leaving the house in this bad weather,  following the ambulance to the hospital, and answering questions that were asked by doctors and nurses.

  Watching over my son and worrying about my mother and how she would feel knowing that her grandson had to be taken to the hosptial at 5:00a.m. in the morning!  But for now I just opened the door.  Three EMS techs came in. 

My son was still asleep as they approached him.  When they spoke to him he awoke with a start.  He seemed dazed, but he knew where he was.  They took him to the hospital and I followed behind in my car. 

 Since he was stable it would be easier to get him home.  I talked to my mother and told her  I would be back later.  I left her with some breakfast food and then left. 

 The EMS techs warned me about the hazardous driving conditions.  They were so nice…one of them actually helped me down the rather steep steps to the house.   

 When I arrived at the hospital I found my son and a doctor was talking to him.  She was young,  possibly in her mid thirties.  She was a bit snippy too.  She kept repeating herself that she wanted to get the story straight.

  She was annoyed with my son because he had answered her incorrectly.  I was beginning to get annoyed too….but at her not my son.  I kind of gave her a stiff reply and then added a bit more to the response than she expected.

  She then left the room and a more pleasant doctor came in and developed a good a rapport with me and my son.  “Who wants to go the hospital at 5:00a.m.– during a snow storm!

  My son had just had a seizure and was not able to express himself clearly.  This doctor was  better in his response.  The otber doctor seemed not to have the right  attitude at all. 

 She had stated that she was getting off of work at 6:00 and needed to leave so she needed the entire story! I was still upset about what had brought me to the hospital in the first place and I was not up to fighting with her at that time.

But looking back,  I realize that she had been quite rude and not really as concerned with my son’s health as she was with the time she would be leaving work.  The hospital I am talking about is NorthShoreManhasset.

  I always liked the treatment my son received there.  But for some reason this doctor was quite rude and had little or no compassion on my son who is still a minor (below the age of eighteen).

  He did not committ any crime.  He had had a seizure.  So why was she not compassionate?  Look,  this is the real world….people do not care. 

 Some people do care…but most do not.  Doctor or not,  medical conditions are all they (some) care about.  Generally I have found that North Shore Manhassett  hospital would help my child….I was glad when this woman (Doctor) left my son’s side.

  He was tired and not able to answer the questions clearly.  She was impatient.  We went through a series of questions that seemed to make no difference.  I tried to explain his condition and all she cared about was getting out of that room.  

 Finally a new doctor arrived and then they did chest xrays, checked the heart and decided to have him see a cardiologist and Synder Children’s Hospital the next day. 

The next day we went to all of the doctors that we were supposed to see.  My son missed school,  I missed work.  I was worried about my job….but my child’s health does come first. 

 I have no body to help me —so off we went from one doctor (specialist) to another.  The second day we went to see his pediatrician, who reprimanded my son for staying up so late. 

He believed that my son had fallen asleep in the chair and fell off and then had the seizure.  I cannot say what was the trigger….but it was Saturday night and my son was being a typical teenager. 

  I try not to baby him,  but I see I have to monitor his hours of sleep….even if he does not particularly like it. 

This blog is for those who have experienced this medical condition and want to know that you are not alone!  My son is still going through medical testing.

  So I just keep a close watch on him and my mother.  I still sleep in the kitchen on the floor on my mat.  (I constantly mop and clean and wax my floors so not to worry),  and my son must go to bed atleast before 1AM. 

  Health conditions are made worse by lack of sleep and over extending the body. 

Till next blog:

RIVEROFLIFELISAJOY

Charles Darwin and Natural Selection The Frilled Shark in Japan…It might have been part of your Dinner tonight!

According to the National Geographic there is a living “fossil”  that may soon be extinct for real.  But what got me was the fact that they are saying that it has been pulled from the sea by the ocean dredging sea trallers in Japan.  They said that it gets put into fertilizer and animal food!  It may have even shown up at my dinner table!  UGH!!! I love animals and the circle of life….but I do not want to eat every animal in nature!  This is getting ridiculas!  The fishing companies appear to be so greedy that they are pulling animals out of the water and then throwing it on the table.  Question:  Did you ever see the movie called “HOST”?   It is about sea animals in Korea  being polluted by chemics dumped into the water and then being mutated into a new speicies and the terrible events that lead to a little girl that gets killed by the monster.  But the monster of itself is not at fault.  It is the polluting of the sea water natural enviornment that has caused the weird animal to attack and become an out of control negative in the world.  That movie really did not mean much to me until I read this article about the Frilled Shark and how it may be in my own sea food and I not know about it.  Because in the movie The HOST,  the baby mutants were shown to the movie audience to be in cans of sea food like shrimp and squid that the Korean actors were eating during the movie.  So when I read this article it kind of made me realize that all though the movie was a Sci-Fi–flict….it had some truth –to it.  Art imitates life and life imitates art!

So take a look at my friend that nearly extinct Frilled Shark…..

Christmas Gifts for the 14 year old! You would be SURPRISED!!!!

My son asked for the WII–YEP!  Santa and I got him the WII!  My son asked for Legend of Zelda,  Need for Speed,  and Bodaki something something for the PS2 game. 

He also wants the Dragon Fly remote control flying electronic Bug that flys to the sky!  He loves Modells right now!  He wants a hundred pound bench press set.  It is only $99.00 at Models. 

My dear sweet child of 14 also wants Tennis Sneakers, and Sweat pants too!  Santa and I got him some fitted caps at Modells!  The price was $20.00!  I usually pay about $40.00 when there is no sale. 

 So  Santa Claus and I got him several fitted caps at Modells!  Modells even had a great SouthPole Parka for $59.00! 

 Santa and I got that too!  Wow!  I really enjoyed Santa’s help this year!  LOOK!  I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE THINKING!  wHAT IS THIS WOMAN SAYING sANTA WITH EVERYTHING FOR? Well, I will tell you.

I was raised the old fashioned way.  But my son knows the new way!  He teases me about my Santa beliefs…..He does not care….just as long as he gets his Christmas wishes answered!  He tolerates his dear old silly Mommy and just says…Oh, boy here you go again with that Santa stuff!

Barnes and Noble is an Excellent store for the 14 year old.  My son loves magicHe also loves to play the piano and he recently asked me what other cords that he can play.  I found the perfect book! 

 It has actual hand position and real pictures that are clear and easy to see.  The book is quite thick!  It was only $14.00! 

 Give the gift of Literacy!!  I also purchase a TAI CHI  DVD for my mother, myself and myson!  He thought he knew everything I bought!  But I fooled him!

Ialso purchased a PLAYSTATION 2 “game” from Game-Stop called FunkMasterFlex music!  You are supposed to be able to make your own original music and possibly win some recording contract! 

 Well, no matter….it only costs $9.00!  It even came with a microphone!   I also purchased a electrical cord to connect the two guitars that my son just discovered in the house! 

 Wow!  I have just opened a new door of education for him!  I also purchased guitar picks too! The guitars have been there but he never noticed until recently when some of his class mates have shown their guitar skills at school.

One thing about Barnes and NObles is that they have alot of “HOW TO” BOOKS or items.  My son has recently discovered that he is talented in drawing.  We both draw,  I paint too. 

I am not a listed artist.  You can see some of my “artwork” throughout this blog…but I try to motivate my son to open his mind to the possibilities of his own creativity and freedom of expression. 

So Barnes and Noble has several painting books that come supplied with the paints.  One is the Chinese stamp sets,  #2 Water color paint set with the book, #3 Japanese paint with hair brushes with book and paint too. 

 For myself I found a belly dancing how to book with the DVD and a CD of music too!

LOVE THAT BARNES AND NOBLES….IT IS NOT JUST BOOKS ANYMORE!

JCPENNY has some great sales.  But the JCPENNY in Valley Stream is too small for me!  I get over heated and have to leave because it is a small building.  I love that store though! 

 The JCPENNY  at the Queens Center Mall is as big or Bigger than Macy’s.  That store building is better for me. *****Macy’s has a back mas-sager for $19.00!  I have a coupon too!

 But I do not like to drive over there because of the congestion!  You know what I mean right?   But guess what….you go out there anyway and brave the small, crowded, or congested for that 14 year old!  Ya,know?!!!

Well, anyway….ONE MORE DAY TO GO!  NOW WHAT TO DO ABOUT NEWYEARS?

Well,  I generally stay home! 

 I like to be home and have a quiet night and sing and praise God for the New Year, and the blessing of the old year! 

 That has not always been my way….but I have that way nowadays!  I like it that way!

Till next blog:

RIVEROFLIFELISAJOY!

Our CoExistence with Animals and the Conflicts that Arise:”To Dismay of Inspectors, Prowling Cats Keep Rodents on the Run at City Delis” by By KATE HAMMER (Article published in the New York Times on December 21 2007

FRUSTRATION.jpgI have had cats, dogs, guinea pigs,  and a hamster as pets.  Since I was a  child my mother has had a love of animals.  I have developed a love of animals too. 

If I was a more intelligent human being I would have been able to take up a career as a Veterinarian, or zoologist, or even been   like the poor   deceased  Steve Irwin,   that was so famous for his care and interaction with extremely wild animals ( who died from the accidental Stingray stabbing). 

 I think I got this way of thinking from watching Mutual of Omaha’s “Wild Kingdom,”  or Jacque Cousteau.     One of my all time favorite cable programs is animal planet.  As an adult I have come to love “Animal Planet” on cable. 

I only have a difficult time watching the shows that highlight animal rescue based on animal abuse.  I cannot stomach abuse programs.  I become too emotional.  But I stay glued to the television until the show is over.

  But then I think about how my mother  handily (with my help of course between the ages of 12 and 20 years old–believe it or not!***I used to volunteer and care for or walk animals at the Freeport Animal Shelter)  saved cats and dogs on the streets.  My mother would find organizations that would donate food,  and spay for free and then she would place adds in the news paper to get the “saved animal a home.”  

My mother developed friendships with two women who helped her with “newspaper”, and veterinarian’s that saved animals when injured or treated infections for a cheaper price (since it was based on the animal rescue.) 

My mother would often go to car junk yards and find female dogs that had just given birth to  puppies, or skinny male dogs wandering a neighborhood hungry — and bring them food late at night or early in the morning. 

 My mother was fearless!  My mother never, ever got bit by animal!  Never!  Oh, and neither did I!  Giving an animal space, and time to adjust to you as the helper  takes time….but it can be done.    

 Because   my mother assisted animals as a younger woman as I was growing up,  I feel that it will always be my duty to maintain that mentality as much as possible.  Thus the reason for the following article that I am highlighting here today.   The above title tells it all.  

We as humans have to co-exist with each other and the  around us.  It does appear to be a great idea for bodega owners to use cats to help cut down on the mice and rat populations that generally frequent food stores of any size. 

However,  the discussion on the health code is crucial.  While I was pregnant with my son (who is now 14 years old)  I was told that a pregnant woman should not handle cat feces!

  Well,  even when I was a kid, cleaning the kitty litter box…was my most dreaded chore!  I could not stand the smell and the look of the old fashioned kitty litter box!  I would look at the clumps of waste rolled up in the sandy mixture of the kitty litter box and feel sick to my stomach. 

 —But I understand that the doctors have explained that the bacteria is dangerous to a pregnant human.  Thus my understanding of the Board of Health on the illegal practice of a cat being in a bodega! 

 Question:  Which is worse,  the cat in the store, or the rat on the floor of the store, and in the packages and on the shelves throughout the store ALL NIGHT LONG?  When I was watching Animal Planet station I saw a program called “EXTREME ANIMALS.”  

This program would highlight extreme characteristics of various animals from the tiny to the gigantic!  One night I saw a highlight on rats.  It showed how a rat can “swim” through the pipes of a house and even bore a hole through a household pipe that holds water in your own house.  I could not believe it!

Then you know what happened?  My mothers home,  where we lived at the time had a strange occurrence!  I noticed in the basement,  where lighting was poor,  there were mounds of dirt around by the corners of the finished basement walls and behind the toilet in the basement. 

 I said to myself….where did this stupid dirt come from????  I thought my dog had done something crazy, like bring dirt into the house. 

 But I found the culprit!  It was a rat….or several rats!  My mother as I have written in the past,  owned a very large lot.  Directly behind our piece of land in Springfield Gardens Queens,  there had been an abandoned lot for many, many, many years.  Suddenly money was pouring in from the banks and people developed the land behind our house and built two houses. 

 After the houses were built, now we received the fall out from the rats.  My mothers home was in her possession at that time from the year of 1955 to the year 2006!  Crazy Right???!!!  My mother had that house many years. 

 I was told that rats can eat through the foundation of a house.  I thought that a mole had gotten into the house….but it was a rat. 

 Look,  I will not go any further….just know that I eventually MOVED OUT OF THAT HOUSE!— So in my defense of the store owners who keep cats…..I understand the conflict that they are having.

  If they do not do something and the legal pest control methods do not work…What to do?  What to do?  Rats will RUN YOU OUT OF YOUR OWN HOUSE—IF THEY ARE NOT CONTROLLED! 

 I do not like to “kill any thing”—but let us be realistic.  Safety,  and protection for humans is a must.  But the methods by which we control pests must be evaluated constantly!  

 Read the following article….respond and tell me what you think.  It gives, *excuse the expression…food for thought!

To Dismay of Inspectors, Prowling Cats Keep Rodents on the Run at City Delis

Richard Perry/The New York Times

Holly scares the rodents away at home, a deli in Williamsburg, Brooklyn.

To Dismay of Inspectors, Prowling Cats Keep Rodents on the Run at City Delis

Richard Perry/The New York Times

Holly scares the rodents away at home, a deli in Williamsburg, Brooklyn.

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Published: December 21, 2007
Across the city, delis and bodegas are a familiar and vital part of the streetscape, modest places where customers can pick up necessities, a container of milk, a can of soup, a loaf of bread.

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Richard Perry/The New York Times

Oreo roams at a deli in Greenpoint, Brooklyn.

Amid the goods found in the stores, there is one thing that many owners and employees say they cannot do without: their cats. And it goes beyond cuddly companionship. These cats are workers, tireless and enthusiastic hunters of unwanted vermin, and they typically do a far better job than exterminators and poisons.

When a bodega cat is on the prowl, workers say, rats and mice vanish.

That is the case at a narrow corner store in Williamsburg, Brooklyn, where a gray long-haired tabby named Halloween goes on regular patrols when she is not lounging on a plaid bed tucked behind dusty rows of Schweppes ginger ale and empty cardboard boxes.

“In the morning she is lazy, it is her nap time,” said Urszula Jawor, 49, the deli’s manager, a Polish immigrant who smiled with motherly pride at Halloween, adding that the cat was named for the day she wandered in off the street and claimed the Bedford Avenue store as her home.

“But in the afternoon she is busy,” Ms. Jawor said. “She spends hours stalking the mice and the rats.”

To store owners, the services of cats are indispensable in a city where the rodent problem is serious enough to be documented in a still popular two-minute video clip on YouTube from late February (youtube.com/watch?v=su0U37w2tws) of rats running amok in a KFC/Taco Bell in Greenwich Village. Store-dwelling cats are so common that there is a Web site, workingclasscats.com, dedicated to telling their tales.

But as efficient as the cats may be, their presence in stores can lead to legal trouble. The city’s health code and state law forbid animals in places where food or beverages are sold for human consumption. Fines range from $300 for a first offense to $2,000 or higher for subsequent offenses.

“Any animal around food presents a food contamination threat,” said Robert M. Corrigan, a rodentologist and research scientist for the New York City Department of Health and Mental Hygiene. “And so that means anything from animal pieces and parts to hair and excrement could end up in food, and that alone, of course, is a violation of the health code.”

Mr. Corrigan did concede that some studies have shown that the smell of cats in an enclosed area will keep mice away. But he does not endorse cats as a form of pest control because, he explained, the bacteria, viruses, fungi, parasites and nematodes carried by rats may infect humans by secondary transfer through a cat.

Still, many store owners keep cats despite the law, mainly because other options have failed and the fine for rodent feces is also $300. “It’s hard for bodega owners because they’re not supposed to have a cat, but they’re also not supposed to have rats,” said José Fernández, the president of the Bodega Association of the United States.

Luis Martinez, 42, has managed his brother’s grocery in East New York, Brooklyn, for two years. At first, despite weekly visits from an exterminator, the store’s inventory was ravaged constantly by nibbling vermin.

“Every night I had to put the bread in the freezer,” he said, pointing at shelves filled with bread and hamburger buns. “I was losing too much inventory. The chips and the Lipton soups all had holes in them.”

Then, last winter, a friend brought Mr. Martinez a marmalade kitten in need of a home. Mr. Martinez, who was skeptical of how one slinky kitten could fend off an army of hungry rats, set up a litter box in the back of the store, put down an old fleece jacket and named the kitten Junior.

Within two weeks, Mr. Martinez said, “a miracle.”

“Before you’d see giant rats running in off the streets into the store, but since Junior, no more,” he said.

Junior sometimes brings Mr. Martinez mouse carcasses as gifts, which he said bothers him less than the smell that permeates his store when the exterminator’s victims die and rot under a freezer.

In October, a health inspector fined Mr. Martinez $300 and warned him that if Junior was still there by the time of the next inspection he would be fined $2,000.

“He wants me to get rid of the cat, but the rats will take over if I do,” Mr. Martinez said. “I need the cat, and the cat needs a home.”

Because stores do not get advance notification of an inspection, Mr. Martinez is trying to keep Junior in his office as much as possible. Many bodega owners reason that a cat is less of a health threat than an army of nibbling rats. “If cats live in homes and apartments where people have food, a cat shouldn’t be a threat in a store if it’s well maintained,” Mr. Fernández said.

Some animal rescue groups, like the Spay and Neuter Intervention Project, support the legalization and regulation of store cats so that owners would be required to provide basic veterinary care and to spay or neuter their animals.

At a corner store in Greenpoint, Brooklyn, Andre Duran, one of the owners, said he had kept a cat for six years and had never been fined.

“That’s Oreo,” he said, as he lifted a tiny black cat with white paws into his arms and carried her like a football. “No one’s ever complained about cat hair in their sandwiches, and if she weren’t here, you bet there’d be bigger problems than hair.”

As a line formed at Mr. Duran’s cash register and he excused himself to take orders, Oreo’s ears perked up and she slunk away toward the back of the store. She was, perhaps, in pursuit of something.

Well,  what would you do as a store owner?  Would you keep cats because they appear more affective than traditional pest control methods or would you follow the rules of the Board of Health? 

 If it is really true that cats keep mice and rats away…..it makes me wonder!  Can there be a method that could be developed that would maintain a pristine, clean environment in a store and yet keep the rat and mice population down?  Lets discusss it and maybe come up with a solution.

Till next animal interest blog—-RIVEROFLIFELISAJOY!