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big-summer-sky-at-dusk.jpgLook,  I am not a politics buff….but one thing I do know…..I heard 1010Wins  RADIO ROAD TO THE WHITE HOUSE,  state  that Hillary  Clinton is considering conceding defeat?!!!!


 Whaaaaaattt?????!!!!  Impossible says I!  NOt to be believed says I!  Hillary Clinton could not possibly give in so easily? 


 I was at a job related function yesterday and I heard  a several teachers, and a principal of a school discussing the issue.


  Some were thinking over the experience issues between Hillary and Obama.  It was interesting to hear.  One person who was black did not seem so impressed with Obama’s experience. 


 While another person who was also black,  was apparently happy about Obama’s  too close to the White House success in the primaries nationally! 


 They then compared how Jessie Jackson had made a bid for the White House.  However, they then  considered that Jessie Jackson did not appeal to middle America in his stance on issues or his way of speech or both. 


 They thought about it and bantered the topic,  but is was obvious who had Obama political fever and who did not. 


 I sat there for a minute, since I was not directly in the conversation, and I did start to get a little bit in awe of the history taking place before our eyes, and ears! 


My father was a World War II Veteran….my father cared for his wife and children.  My father brought a house in SpringfieldGardens that had a acre lot and a large bongalo house. 


My dreams have been realized through the fact that my father dared to dream and dared to step out from his comfort zone!  So  dreamers can be success stories!  Ya know?


 Mr. Obama,  I will definitely keep you, and Hillary Clinton in my prayers.  This is a momentous moment in time….savor it,  inhale it,  taste it! 


 It tastes like a green meadow at sunrise, wet with the dew of promise after a  midnight of malstrom storms and thunderous clamor. 


 Let that clamor and noise be the change of the century!


  Let Obama and Hillary bring fourth a New Begining for the future of mankind and the world!


Till next Hillary and Obama blog—



J. Michael Bloom remembered by Lisa Joy…Thank you for the memories Mr. Bloom


NO,  I did not become a rich and famous person by my association with the J. Michael Bloom & Associates.  But I did become wealthy in understanding of the world around me and it’s possibilties!

  I went to the J. Michael Bloom company when I was about 21 years old.  I worked there for about 5 years.  I  always had a way of being that allowed me to be in places that expected descrete conduct!  I guess  I made an impression and I was hired by company.

  I was also quite shy!  But I loved actors, and acting.  While I attended Queens College I had taken stage direction class.

  When I was a child my mother (in an effort to break me from my with drawn behavior) placed me in an  acting class and I played the lead role to “Member of the Wedding” stage play. 

So I really thought about acting when I was older and understood what it was about a littler better than when I was nine years old.   I loved to decide how a stage play should be handled, but I was too shy to even cope at that point in my life. 

 I was very withdrawn in some areas of my life.  But the J. Michael Bloom company did not judge me.  They liked me and they hired me.  The office manager was very kind and motherly in her approach toward me. 

 Once I had been in a car accident,  the J. Michael Bloom and Associates Office Manager,  Janice Morrision placed me on the health insurance to protect my health for the future.

  I was still quite shy….but they were full of compassion on a young  sheltered woman as myself.  I really appreciated that.

  Although the office manager placed me on their health insurance coverage,  that had to come from the top of the orangization!  J. Michael Bloom the man,  had trusted her judgement.

  I had met him many times when he would come from California to address business in the New York Office.  Every year at Christmas the office parties were filled with all of the foods, and decorations that make the holidays quaint, and joyous! 

 Michael Bloom  would always talk individually to each worker after the party and give a bonus check!  He wrote a very kind and inspirational note to my mother about the type of worker I was!

  I was so  honored that he even noticed an office worker such as myself!  Because I sing,  the office manager and  the CEO of the company,  Daniel Heffernan were so very kind to tell me where I could go into the Village to record my voice for $15.00!! 

 They even let me go on my lunch break no matter how long it took!

  I was well treated,  I had my own office.  I had my own phone and I was respected while I worked at the J. Michael Bloom & Associates Talent Agency. 

I was able to see people who were famous for their accomplishments in acting or beauty or cuteness or whatever! 

 I so wished I could be like them.  But I could see the star quality that made them stand out from the rest.

  I began to learn to look around me and use the information for my own life.  My learning experience was to strive to be the best I could be in whatever field of interest I approached. 

 There are so many life lessons I had received when I left the J. Michael Bloom Talent Agency!  The most important is that I can achieve! 

 Famous people,  people lawded for their accomplishments are merely humanbeings who refused to let the odds stacked against them slow their drive or stop their goals. 

 Some people are truly naturals!  That is true also! 

 Sometimes it is the “luck of the draw.”  But many times it is chemistry!  How did I get the opportunity to be in the halls of J. Michael Bloom for five years?

  I do not know. 

 But I did start out as a temp and then I was hired permaently!  I have had dreams where I still feel the green carpet under my feet.

  Sometimes I would   arrive early and I would be all alone in the office.  It was peaceful there….nothing to be afraid of.

  I have had dreams and awoke remembering myself walking down the halls and exiting the lobby entering the bronze elevator.

  Well, in my mind now,  J. Michael Bloom  is walking the halls  and laughing  and talking to his clients and staff.  

 Thank you J. Michael Bloom for touching my life with the possibility to dream! 



Music: Riveroflife CD–I Have Not Let Any One Hear My Music Yet! How do I get started?

my son\’s playlist jay jewelzJump in the RiverJust Another SpringDay by Lisa Joyfullisajoy RiveroflifemusicThis is my CD.  This is the reason I call my blog Riveroflifelisajoy!

 I wrote about 5 five songs on this CD. 

 I went to the Inside/Outside Recording studio in Manhattan owned by RobertTurley!  I love to write music. 

 Robert has the best sounding music that I was inspired to write the words and create a melody to.  I copyrighted my songs through the Library of Congress. 

 I have not sent my music out to any producers or record companies yet.  Why you ask?  I am scared!  Scared of Rejection! Silly right?  I wish that this blog had a sound ability so that I might let you listen to tell me what you think!

I have a style like Roberta Flack.  I am not Areatha Franklin….although I have been told that I have that look?!  I do not think I look like her…but being darkskinned and heavy  people keep comparing me to her.  I tell them I am not traditonal in sound. I am more mellow. 

My songs are varied.  Some of my music sounds INDIE, and yet some of my other music has a Jazz feel.  The words are contemporary Christian and inspirational.  I can write blues, or love songs too.  I just chose to start off in my faith and then branch out.

I have to check into sound from my blog…I want you guys to hear my music so badly!  Get back to you soon on this.


I love the Summer! A reflection on my favorite Season–Mid-Winter Crisis! amatuer prose by riveroflifelisajoy

2nd Art work by RiveroflifelisajoyThe birds chirping

early in the morning

The sun begins to rise

around 5:30am

And I groan because

I see the slivers of sunlight

peaking through the shades of

my bedroom window

But alas I must arise for

it is Saturday in the


To take a ride out

to oceans edge at

Far Rockaway Beach

To sit on th beach

 early in the morning

Years ago the dogs we took

would chase the

small crests of the water

that rolled to the

beached crabs, and sea weed

The sunlight warm upon our

backs and the joy of life

warm within our souls

My child giggled and laughed

and played with the dogs

And I basked in the joy that

was his as his youth embraced

him gently

Oh, for that time today

here in February!

Although my birthday is

in February,

 I would

have enjoyed a mid July

birthday in which

I could invite others

to spend an early

morning romp on

the beach,

an early morning

breakfast seaside

barefoot, warm

and casual

Elderly ladies wandering the sands

beach bagsand umbrellas

 in hand

young couples at play

babies with their mothers


on a beach towel,

 or blanket

Oh how I wish for my Summer today!

Mid-Winter Crisis–

OH… do go away!

The yachts float by, showing off their

owner’s wealth,

I dream

 and imagine myself

at the helm of that yacht

The seaguls cry

as air planes 

 streak the sky

sending messages

 to us below

and the sporadic police,

 or parks

department vehicles

 that patrol the


The New York version of


Oh yes,  winter 2007 and 2008

have been

very nice!

No great squals,

 or blizzards

But still deep in my midlife crisis


I yet yearn for

new life, new summer sun!


I want to get out

and have  Summer fun!

The hope and joy

 of  Saturday morning

 in the


Filled with the promise

of new experiences

Look, lets walk the Nautical Mile

Freeport is not far away!

Let’s go there today!

Oh, yes,  I have it bad!

But yet I have it good!

Summer’s not too far away!

I will  hold it together

 just one more day!


by riverofliflisajoy

Candida Just Wanted to Meet the Man of Her Dreams –Attacked on a Date–non/fiction story

Chinese Ink through Time by RiveroflifelisajoyCandida had been a freshman in the second semester of Queens College.   She met a very tall, good looking guy called Donado in the main building of the college one day.  She saw him after he saw her it would seem.

  She was walking and he approached her and said “Hello!  How are you doing today?”  She was taken back because she was deep in thought about issues of the day.   He was with friends.  She was surprised that  he would talk to her. 

 She was naturally shy and withdrawn.  They walked across the campus to her next class.  She gave Donado her telephone number and they talked on the phone that night.   He was very, very tall.  She was only 5’2″. 

 Her mother said that he seemed a bit too tall for her.  She did not care.  He seemed nice.  They ate lunch at college together.  One weekend Donado invited Candida to go to the KingsPlaza Mall in Brooklyn where he lived. 

 Candida, being some what  sheltered she was nervous when she had to take the long train ride to Brooklyn,  and had thoughts of sitting in the movie theatre and having something to eat in the mall with her new “boyfriend”.  This would be her first boyfriend. 

 Her mother would not allow her to date in junior highschool, or highschool.  No one ever had called the house when she was growing up.  Although she was in college,  she knew she had a lot more to learn then just academics!

 She had told her mother that she would be going to Brooklyn to have lunch and a movie with Donado. Her mother gave her the usual warnings about safety.

  When she came out of the subway she saw Donado immediately.  He had a big smile on his face.  He took her hand and walked with her to the Kings Plaza Mall.  Once in side he ran into some of his friends. 

 He was proud to introduce her to his “boys” and they were pleasant.  Candida had butterflies in her stomach.  This was her first date!  At 19 years old, she was embarressed to tell anyone that she had never had a real boyfriend! 

 Now, she felt like a more mature person.  It was fun.  Wow, and he was so tall, and she felt protected and secure!  They had a lunch and then he wanted to stop at his house before they went to the movies.   He shared his apartment with his mother.

  His mother seemed rather small, and thin and pale.  She looked very tired, exhausted.  The house was clean, but she seemed annoyed with Donado.  He went to his bedroom to get something and Candida and Donado’s Mom, had a uncomfortable silence. 

 She did not ask Candida any questions and did not volunteer any conversation.  His mother just looked around the room.  Donado soom emerged from his bedroom and left without saying anything to his mother. 

His mother asked when he would be back and he said after the movie.  When they exited the apartment he took Candida by the hand and  limited his long strides so that she could keep up with him.  They arrived at the movie theatre and he paid for the tickets.  The movie was all that Candida expected.

  Donado placed his arm around her shoulder and pulled her close to him.  Candida could feel her heart racing within her chest.  Wow!  She thought!  I have a boyfriend!  Her stomach fluttered, and she felt a warming sensation deep within.

  She felt that she had come to the place that she had seen other young ladies with their boyfriends on the college campus. 

 She was not a loner anymore!  I have a boyfriend!  I have a boyfriend!  She could barely keep her mind on the movie! 

 She could not wait to get home and tell her friend from college about the movie and her boyfriend and his arm around her shoulder! 

 After the movie ended Donado said, “Lets go back to my house before you go home and play some checkers,  you want to do that?”

  Candida, really was ready to go home because her mother warned her about traveling at night from an area she was not familiar with. 

 She said, okay, but just for a little while. When she entered the living room, Donado invited her to sit on the leather couch.  He went to his room and got a box that contained the checkers. 

 His mother did not come out of her room this time.  She heard his mother call Donado several times before he finally answered her. Donado brought Candida a cool drink from the kitchen.  He sat next to her and said I want a kiss. 

 Candida was unpracticed in romantic activities so she gave him a peck on the cheek.  This was the first time they had been some what alone since they had met. 

 When she reached over to kiss his cheek he turned and kiss her on the mouth full and then pryed her lips apart and then planted  a deep kiss on her. 

 Ugh!  She felt drool on her face, and her mouth.  She felt sick, and nauseas. 

She pushed him away and he persisted.  She began to feel scared because he had practically climbed on top of her.  Soon he had her shirt up and was pulling at her bra! 

 She was stunned and embarressed. She was wondering what would his mother think! 

 She would never had let something like this happen in her mother’s house, especially with the mother in the next room. 

 She tried to talk and he continued to kiss her forcefully on the mouth.  At one point she thought that she almost could not breath.  He was tall and pressing hard against her. 

 She wanted to run from this night mare and could not get away.  Donado finally got his way and had pulled her blouse part way off and her bra too.

  Suddenly his mother was in the room and yelling…..DONADO!!!


  What are you doing to that girl? 

 Stop it do you hear? 

Stop it I said! 

  Candida’s heart was pumping, and her ears and face were burning from the heat of the emabarressment and fear she was experienceing.  All she wanted to do was to run. 

 She had never really kissed anyone before.  Plus she had never had anyone take her shirt off of her either.  She was humilated.  Donado’s mother must have thought that she was’nt such a nice person too. 

 Donado got up off the couch and ran over to his mother and told her to shut up and go back into her room.  They began to argue and Candida pulled her blouse and bra back on and also began to put on her coat. 

 Donado wheeled around and said,

 “Where are you going?” 

“I am leaving, I want to go home!” Candida said. 

 Donado looked puzzled, “What’s the matter?  What do you mean what is the matter?”

  Candida could barely speak. 

 Her feelings were hurt, and all she wanted to do was get on the train and get home to the safety of her mother’s house.  She felt lost and afraid of this Donado!

  When he got her to the train station she went in and did not look back.  He called her at home and she would hang up on him.  He saw her at college and she would avoid him. 

 What is the matter is all he kept saying, and she would reply, “You know what you did!”  Donado then replied,  “You need to grow up little girl!” 

 Candida was so ashamed, because Donado had said that in front of his friends.  From that day forward she walked in another direction.  She avoided that area. 

 Some months later she met another young man at church, who treated her with respect, and they dated for several years.

Dating and relationships are delicate like a flower.  They need to have care, compassion and  mutual respect. 

 The experience described here is true.  The names were changed for obvious reasons. 

 Candida had been inexperienced in dating.  But that did not make it justified for Donado to attempt to dominate her. 

This blog is for those young people who are dating and have had this experience, or might have it.

Remember respect one another,  date rape, or near date rape is not fun.  If someone says no!   No,  means just that NO! 

I hope this story will help others in their quest for relationships.

Be kind to one another.

Till next blog,


Ladies and Gentleman let me Introduce to You! Two New Blog Sites related to RiverofLifelisajoy—-JayJewels–Fireoflife and MadelineGertrude-I Grew Up in the Great Depression–Prove it to me!

washington-alice-in-wonderland.jpg This  is a picture of  a park   we went  to with my son Jay Jewels class while on a    trip to Washington D.C. for Graduation from Grace Lutheran Church and School in Queens Village. The best Private School education you can give your child.  Not too   expensive but big on results and intensive learning for young minds.—Check it out!  My son attended from Kindergarten until eighth grade!  ( nine years)  I considered that an investment in his future.

Hi, Guys!  I want to invite you to check out my son JayJewels at the Fire of LIfe blog.  It will be his thoughts on various topics.  My mom also is dictating her thoughts to me on her years of life experience in the 1930’s and how it correlates to the state of the world today.

So check it out and tell them what you think. It w ill come  on   as my blog—cause I can’t seem to separate their blogs from mine….but they will know you care when you respond to their particular blog!   

My   son Jay Jewels likes books so  expect some interesting book reviews okay?  

Oh, and uh,  my mother is very,  very,  very, very opinionated about topics…so watch out for that too.

  Hope you enjoy!  I might write something on their little area once in a while too.

See ya there!


Barak Obama —I’ll have Mine Well Done Thankyou! With the Democratic Push for President growing more intense, backing for Barak OBama from the Kennedy Camp! Wow! That truly IS newsworthy!


The last time I wrote about Barak Obama I told you that I do not know enough about him to really make a good clean decision on him.  But I am in shock right now.

 The Kennedy Family is standing behind him!???!?!  Wow!  That is admirable….but it also scares me a little! 

 Why?  I am not completely sure as to why the political backing of the Eternal Flame at Arlington that flickers over the grave of one of the Kennedy Presidents,  and the family that has reigned over politics in this country since I was born in 1961– kind of unnerves me but it does. 

 It is not a bad thing,  it is an awe inspiring thing. 

I feel a bit shakey inside when I think of the Kennedy’s placing their political UMP! behind Obama.  They usually do not speak out too much….but when they do…it is powerful, and needs to be considered on all fronts. 

 Also, until this political twist I was unaware that my favorite action flick star, turned governor of California Arnold Swartzenegger (sorry about the spelling)  was a republican, while his Kennedy ancestry wife Maria Shriver was still a staunch democrat.  What must be the conversation over dinner be like?

  Maria Shriver was also present at the backing and speech making campaign for Barak Obama.  The Kennedy Mantel has even been placed on Obama’s Shoulders.   They stated that he is like a Kennedy in his attitude and stance in politics.  

They like him and are standing behind to give him the political push.  If I was undecided before,  now I really do not know how to vote.

  Previously,  I had stated that I knew more about Hillary Clinton than I knew about Barak Obama….whether he is “BLACK OF SKIN” like me or not. 

I have been in my job for about 20 years,  I have not had people who were of my race like me, just because I am the same race as them!  Most people do not like me because of the role I maintain on my job.  So,  race has nothing to do with it for me. 

Politics aside,  Obama was a family background that is not anything like mine.  His father was a native of Africa, and his mother was European…My grandparents and their grandparents were slaves!

  So what am I to tell you are that I have in common in  ancestry with Obama?  Nothing…absolutely nothing. 

But when it comes to politics,  I want to know how he will change my child’s future for the better!  How will my health care improve?

  How will my single parent status improve. 

 How will being a care giver to my mother improve? 

 How about the high price of rent/ mortgage improve?  

 How can attending college become more affordable for myself and my child? 

When will my job receive the much needed economic raises needed to help meet the food bill,  electric bills, gas bills, health care, car insurances,  medication and perscription prices? 

  I heard on 1010 wins “ROAD TO THE WHITE HOUSE UPDATE”  that Obama made a speech in which he promised to” increase minimum wage not once every ten years, but EVERY YEAR!  

Obama even stated that if  “You work in this country you should not be poor!”

  That statement was very powerful, but also frightening! 

 How would increaseing minimum wage yearly affect cost of food in the fast food industry which barely pays its’ workers minimum wage earnings? 

How would rasing the  minimum wage yearly affect home attendant prices for those who need the home attendant? 

 How would raising minimum wage affect the industries that make their living from  the backs of LOW WAGE EARNERS WHO CANNOT AFFORD A DENTAL PLAN/MEDICAL PLAN with the low wages that they earn in MCDonalds,  Wendys,or  BurgerKing?

  What about the dry  cleaning industry? 

 What about the malls, and stores like Macys? 

 How will constantly increasing the minimum wage impact on such industries

 Will clothes, shoes,  and the basic neccesities begin to raise beyond normal levels, in order to accomplish the “everyone one starting off at the same fair rate?” 

 Is it possible that what ever  the wage increase is….the economy will have to make adjustments in order to find the money to PAY THE WAGE INCREASES TO THE WORKERS!  

 Look,  I want atleast a an unrealistic raise of atleast $30, 000.00 per year.  Will I get it?  Of course not.  But if you give me at least a 30% increase in raise I would see a difference in my  paycheck,  more than that small 3% raise I keep getting every two or three years. 

 That three percent raise adds up to about $5.00 more per year.  That gets eaten up by all the life insurance policies, and taxes I pay direct before I even receive my paycheck net. 

 So if Mr. Obama can raise the rate of income for all American’s  who will ultimately pay the cost and price of this increase? 

Do you think the price will cover it?  I highly doubt it.  The rich are the ones paying us poor folk these small wages for fast food, high paced jobs, and they want a surplus….they do not just want to make a small profit either. 

Who would buy a McDonalds’s regular cheese burger for let’s say $3.00 in order to assist in rasing the rate of the minimum wage for the McDonald’s employee behind the cash register? 

I wonder

 What do you think? All I know is that –that hamburger better be good……I LIKE MINE WELL DONE THANKYOU!

***Reflections on the Hot Race for President in the Democratic Party  by


Guess What? Weight is a Direct connection to Illness….Heard that on 1010 Wins Health minute! So where’s the Comedy in that?


There are those heavy, full figured comedians which shall remain namelss, (Monique) who state that BIG IS BEAUTIFUL!   Well I think that is the problem.

  Making one’s soda extra large at the fast food place,  or having BIGGIE FRIES or double, double whopper is not HEALTHY!

  So why are the comedians who can afford a : weight trainer,  lap ban surgery,  and live in doctor telling us big gals and big men that it is alright to STAY BIG?

  That is not a good road to lead people down.  No,  no one is leading me into Biggie fries…I chose those on my own…(if and when I make a choice in that direction!) 

 But still, self-esteem is a big issue in today.  I had a friend who is a rather small man in height and weight….OH,  there are men who love women your size.  Wait,  I will get the name of the “CLUB”  that you can go to inorder to meet men who LOVE BIG WOMEN!!!! UGHHHHHH!!!

 If there was a moment in my life when I knew that I could see the end of a friendship in big clear letters it was then!  I was not into any kind of weird fetish club!  Some people like to look at women’s hands etc…..I do not want to be put in that category. 

 Yes I am big….but no I do not want someone who is looking for a WOMAN MY SIZE!  How dare  you!  I am not a car,   mini van,  coup deville,  or corvet that you pick out at the showroom. 

 Picture this, “Oh, yes we have the model you are looking for,  Large Brown Woman,  Gap in front of teeth, teeth more yellow than white,  This is our used model category of woman though,  but very, very, very reliable! 

 Great mileage….hardly used at all,  only bore one child.  But alas,  this is a late model you know….a baby boomer.  But she does put in a hard days work, despite the now recent weigh in of 269.1pounds! 

 Her legs are strong.  She has actual ankles,  not cankles, you know the calve, and ankles combo….she has distinct ankles for her age and weight. 


 See how degrading that all seems?  It is silly, but that is how annoyed my small framed, low weight male friend felt when he made that comment to me.

  And I told him about it….that is right!  If I was a beautiful woman with long flowing black curly hair, I would not want anyone to tell me to go to a club where woman that look like me would find a match of a man who likes woman with black curly hair! 

 Everyone wants to be loved for the unique qualities that are within their spirit and their heart.  No one wants to be picked out for their strange shaped forehead or something. 

 I am not a cow,  a cat or a car.  Treat me special please!   ooooh,  I digress!  I am sorry,  I kind of went off on a tangent didn’t I?  Okay, where were we,  Oh,  yes. 

Being overweight might appeal to some,  but where are it’s health benefits if any?  I heard it today, on  2/15/08….on my favorite radio news station 1010 wins—that there is a direct correlation to health and cancer based on weight according to a study done. 

 (The WHO that did the study has slipped my mind at this time—but it does not matter,  I have heard that statement from my doctor many, many, many times!) 

My problem today,  to correlate to that “new so-called statistical data finding…my back has been aching for the past month now.  It hurts just above the kidney aread…or at it directly. 

 One morning on a Monday to be exact,  I woke up and was too dizzy and weak to make it to work.  I called out sick and made my doctor appointment which I had been putting off. 

 When I told the doctor about this constant pain after I eat meals, drink, or have to move around too much, she took blood.  Since I have highblood pressure and my child Daniel has been getting sick lately I chalked it up to stress. 

But to be on the safe side…lets not ignore ole’ Betsy the Sedan Large and Lovely Body Beautiful….shall we?  So  blood tests all done,  and now MamoGrahm, and GYN up next too. 

 We must check out the facts about weight and health correlation!  I do not want to be the guinea Hippo here…but this is really for myself, and my family.

  I am merely sharing this oh, so very private health condition, and issues with you to help you women who are in my mid-forties, and 269.1 category….not to direct to you a CLUB for large babes….but to direct you to a better state of mind in regards to your daily health! 

 Remember…..our families need us to live long enough to see them grow, and mature,  and be there for babies and all like that.

  So,  do me and you a favor,….no I do not know where the club for Big Gals and the men who love them are….I would not allow my male friend tell me where to go….because I am mentally a Big Gal with a Medium,  healthy weight woman rising!

   (could not resist the horoscope correlation…ladies!)  So  seriously,  take the time to check out your aches and pains.  I personally believe in natural weight loss.  I am afraid of that lap band surgery. 

There  are two women that are on my job right now that have lost tremendous weight, from the surgery.  But see,  I cannot be happy not eating!  I am a foodie! 

 No,  I do not binge,  I just like a good cooked meal.  I have bad habits for eating dinner late into the night and then going immediately to bed.  I have to get up early,  around 5 am.  I always feel sick. 

 Sometimes I will throw up while brushing my teeth, because  the food from the late night dinner after I worked overtime at my job,  did not digest properly.  You know that when you lay down to sleep your digestive track has the nerve to stop working right? 

 So production stops and all that food becomes are hard nasty lump in the pit of your stomach and when you awake you feel nauseaous!  Ugh!

So  getting back to our, yours and my health.

  Check out those aches and pains and call Jenny Craig,  WeightWatchers and First CALL YOUR DOCTOR AND MAKE AN APPOINTMENT…..TAKE A FRIEND WITH YOU IF YOU ARE SCARED…..BUT GO,  BIG GALS GO!  —All joking aside….look in the mirror,  you are beautiful,  but your heart will love you more if you take good care of it! 

And one more thing Ladies….In honor of Women’s heart month…..and Valentines Day—Take care of your heart and it will take care of you!   Happy Valentines Day!

Take care,  until next weight and health blog—


My Valentines Day Gift….My Son’s LIfe! Reflections on Illness—Illness does not take a Holiday.–by riveroflifelisajoy

duckies at playIt all started on Sunday night.  My son, 14 year old Daniel told me that he had a sore throat. He wanted to play tennis although,  he said that the sore throat was there….looming in our midst.

  I said,  “I’ll take you to the HIP urgent care instead”…he said , “NO”!!!!  I want to go to play tennis!!!  Please MOMMY!!!! 

So I took him.  He played.  He played… and he played.   I left him for a little while and  went to my house to check on my mother and start dinner. 

 I came back and Daniel was still playing.  I went to the Cunningham Park Tennis Bubble. 

He plays tennis 3 times a week now.  When  I attempted to go into the bubble a strange thing had happened.  I had to go through the revolving doors that keep the Bubbles in order.  It has two Bubbles at Cunningham. 

 But they are connected by “buildings.”  The buildings are pressurized to keep the bubbles “up”  I guess. 

 Well, in one bubble this night was a soccer group —and in the other bubble was  the Youth and Tennis Academy Group of Southeast Queens—Daniel’s group.

  Anyway,  as I entered the area that separates the two bubbles I felt a strong gust of wind.  I looked in the direction that the wind was coming from and I saw about 6 or 7 kids playing around with the exit door inside the soccer bubble! 

 I could not believe what I was looking at.  The Bubble was being compromised by these kids…the air was pushing into the area where I was standing. 

I was in shock at first,  so I just stood looking ….then I heard banging!  I turned to my right and saw that the door that leads to the tennis bubble had closed.  

I saw a middle aged woman banging on the door.  She was looking nervous and told me to open the door.  I would not touch that door. 

 It had been shut by an automatic system to prevent the bubble from being compromised by the decrease in pressure from the soccer bubble where the kids were playing around with the outside door. 

 Suddenly the care taker, a young college student, came running from the revolving doors of the main building in the bubble complex. 

 I had hoped that he was responding to some type of alarm from that exit door that the kids were playing with.  I told him what was happening and told him that this big door to the tennis bubble had shut.  He looked at the door and explained what happened. 

 I looked back at the soccer bubble and saw that the door had finally been shut by the kids that had tampered with it.  I saw a young lady at a concession stand and said, “What is going on?  Those kids should be supervised! 

 Why are they playing with that door anyway?”  The young lady stated that those kids belong to the adults who were playing soccer…”  I turned back to the caretaker and told him what had happened. 

 He finally opened the tennis bubble heavy gauge stainless steel door.  When he opened that door is when I realized the power of a pressurized area!!!  Oh, my!!!!  Standing between the two bubbles was a powerful experience. 

 It was like a WIND TUNNEL!!  Then I really got angry…realizing the danger that unsupervised children could cause for themselves and others!  What a mess! 

 I went inside the tennis bubble and Daniel was happy and playing…not aware of the danger,  or the situation.  The heavy gauge stainless steel had done its’ job. 

 When we finally arrived home,  I asked Daniel how is your throat?  He said  “Still sore.”  He went to bed.  He woke up the next morning weezing. 

I had looked at him and did not like the look of his skin.  He looked greyish.  I took him to LongIsland Jewish Hospital.  They just observed him and said that he could just drink alot of fluids and stay home.

  He went home.  That night I took him back to the hospital with a low grade fever.  He stated that he was so very hot.  The emergency room told me that everybody was coming down with the flu.  —-But Daniel had had a flu shot. 

 Daniel had a flu shot back in October.  Then they said it was viral.  These terms can be so confusing! The next day Daniel did not feel any better. 

 He was weezing still.  I made an appointment with his doctor.  His doctor thought that it was a basic cold. 

 Nothing to really concern yourself….You know kids of his size and age…it’s like an adult….they get over it.  He can go to school.  He went to school on Wednesday.  In the evening after school Daniel’s condition had changed. 

I had brought him some special food from my job.  I called him to come and take some.  He only looked at it and then retreated back upstairs to his room. 

He stayed upstairs and did not come down.  I was cleaning and heating up the food in the oven.  I was having small talk with my mother. 

Suddenly,  I called Daniel to come get his food and he said, “No, I’m on the toilet.”  I said are you alright?  He said, “NO, I think I ‘m going to throw up!”  I went upstairs and stood outside the bathroom door. 

“What is the matter?” I said.  He stated that he just felt nauseous.   He stayed like that for about a half hour.  I told him to lay down and I would bring a bucket for him to his bedside. 

I thought it strange that it would take so long for that sensation to go away.  I didn’t know what to do.  Daniel has that Seizure problem too.  I thought maybe something was coming on.

  I was not sure what it would turn out to be at this point.  He laid down.  I made some camomile tea with a little milk.  I thought that might start the process to relief. 

He took a sip.  He did not throw up at all…not ever….not that night!  Strange,  very  strange.  He laid very still and did not move.  He told me not to talk.  Finally,  he went to sleep.

  When I woke him the next day, he was having shortness of breath, and dizzy/lightheadedness.  He took his nebulizer and I told him to get dressed.  This would be our third visit to the emergency room at Longlsland Jewish Hospital this week. 

 This week…..Valentines Day….and my birthday on the 15 of this week too!!!!  Ugh!  I never get a gift for my birthday, or a Valentines card. 

 I do not really care at this point.  All that mattered,  and mattERS…is Daniel.  Daniel’s health and well being. 

 So yesterday Valentines day my son Daniel and I spent Valentines day in the emergency room of LongIsland Jewish Hospital!!!  From about  8:00 am until 4:00 pm.

  My child Daniel had heavy congestion,  and light headedness.  The doctors acted quickly to decrease the congestion and shortness of breath. Daniel was given I.V.  solution intervenously, and nebulizer treatments and some other medications to help his lungs to decrease the reactions to the flym.

 My child had been to all the doctors during the week,  but some how situations still took a negative turn.  Thank G-d for the emergency room doctors at LongIsland Jewish Hospital. 

 They would not allow him to go home until his heart rate was correct, and the breathing was correct.  His nausea went away, and he could eat again.

  Although I do not receive romantic gifts for my birthday on February 15,  or Valentines day….I RECEIVED MY SON’S HEALTH AND WELL BEING FROM LONGISLAND JEWISH SYNDER CHILDREN’S EMERGENCY ROOM DOCTORS!  —for which I am truly thankful for. 

 G-d bless those doctors who really took the time to look at my Daniel and evaluated him.  Holidays, and birthdays  mean nothing to illness.  As always,  I must remain ever mindful that the story is not about me! 

  Life is about living and giving to others….and I learned that yesterday.  If you ask me my choice of gift I would prefer for Valentines Day—-I will always chose to save the life of another humanbeing, or a family member. 

 My dear Daniel has suffered so much in the past few years….no sane mother wants her child to experience pain and sickness. 

 I am truly, thankful for my birthday gift!!!! 

 Thank you doctors at L.I.J.  Synders Children Hospital!!!



Captain Barbosa: Trilogy of Pirates of the Caribbean–A Fatherly, selfish Pirate that I do so Love!


Now gather round children whilst we tell the tale of  the Fatherly, yet selfish Pirate…Captain Barbosa.  Oh,  and dear children….inorder for you to keep up with this discussion …it will be necessary for you to have watched all three movies. 

We will skip around quite a bit….so do be a good student and do your homework before class?  Will you dears?  Thanks ever so much…..So now,  where were we?  

 Oh,  yes,  Captain Barbosa,  has my heart for his  stubborn ways helped to save the day for Jack Sparrow.  Despite the rivalry between the two men…Captain Barbosa lead the crew of Will Turner,  Elizabeth, and the group to find Davy Jones Locker and release Jack from that dreaded place. 

 Captain Barbosa knows everything and is not afraid of anything.  He uses comic relief, but he is generally not the butt of any of the jokes in the trilogy of the Pirates of the Caribbean.  What I love the most is how he meets Elizabeth for the first time. 

Captain Barbosa enters the story of the Black Pearl with his Un- dead crew and un-dead monkey because our “leading man” type Orlando Bloom’s a.k.a.  Will Turner coin was in the possession of Elizabeth Swann.  Elizabeth Swann,  had a awaken that morning having dreamt about her first meeting Will while saling to the Caribbean with her father and the Commodore. 

She took the coin from around Will’s  neck and hid it for safe keeping.  She had been afraid that the Kings Army would take poor young Will for  a pirate…or child of a pirate.  

Once her father had entered her room with chamber maids laden with a new dress sent  for from Europe,  Elizabeth hid the coin within the boddice of her night gown.  She would  hide the coin on its’ chain even under her new frock. 

 She did not plan to flip over the edge of a sea wall while being proposed to by the Commodore .  While she fell into the water the coin sent out its’ “signal” to the undead crew and its captian on the Pearl. 

 Captain Barbosa and his crew had been cursed for stealing what was known as the”Aztec”  Gold.  So they lived half alive and  half dead.  They were pirates of a ghost like nature. 

While day they were visable as human….but once the moon came out they appeared as walking animated skeletons with clothes on. 

 So the chase was on…to rid themselves of the ill gotten Aztec gold and return back to being human. In order to return to their normal selves they would  have to give back all of the ill gotten gain to the chest from which it was taken.  They also needed the blood of the child of one of the pirates. 

 Elizabeth misrepresented herself as a child named from Boot Strap Bill Turner.  She did not realize that she had sealed her fate with the pirates when she did that.  She had to stay on board the ship because….they needed what they thought was the blood of Boot Strapp Bill Turners sire. 

 For as Captain Barbosa put it, when  talking to Eizabeth during her”first meal”  in the Captain’s quarters….”I do not know the taste of food.”   And he was eager to experience sensation and taste again. The funny thing though….Elizabeth read Captain Barbosa all wrong. 

 She thought he had posioned her food…but instead he just wanted to watch a person truly eat and enjoy his/her food.  I felt kind of sorry for him.  Even though he  had basically kidnapped Elizabeth in order ensure his release from the limbo state ( undead)   life he had been living up to this point.  

Captain Barbosa was the crew member that had taken over the Black Pearl from Jack Sparrow in a mutiny!  Poor Jack had made a deal with that sea monster Davy Jones…to raise the Black Pearl from the depths and then become its captain for 13 or 12 years.  However,  Captain Barbosa mutined against Jack Sparrow,  took the ship and found that Aztec gold.  So he suffered from his bad behavior.  When he meets Ms. Swann he tried to explain his condition and the condition of his crew.  Elizabeth as plain and simplistic told him,  I do not believe in “ghost stories!”  She then stabbs Captain Barbosa in the chest with a knife.  He laughs and asked her in his great Irish, English accent,  “What is it you planned on doing after you stabbed me with this knife?”  The door to his captain’s quarters fly’s open as Elizabeth attempts to run away from him on his own ship in the middle of the ocean.  While she is running she sees a strange sight….the crew working in the moon light and looking like clothed animated skeletons!  Great Graphics as always Disney Movie People!  The skeleton crew were ugly, but not too scary.  I am not a scary movie buff.  I like a mild fear….not extreme fear.  Actually…I  like no fear at all.  I like comedy! 

So any way class, Ms. Turner/Swann gets tossed about the Black Pearl by the cursed skeleton crew and lands back at the feet of Cranky Barbosa.  He in turn tells her, “that if you don’t  believe in ghost stories Ms. Turner, You are In one! ”  At this point he drinks from a bottle of liquer and you can see the fluid roll down his skeleton rib cage and he laughs loud and hard.  The skeleton crew joins in with his laughter and he turns on them and yells….”Get to work!”

I just loved this part…I saw the frustration of Captain Babosa over his dilemma.  But poor Elizabeth was dragged into the problem now and looked like a scared little rabbit.  Which I would have been more like a scared turtle myself!lol!

The most interesting aspect of Barbosa was his interaction with the Chinese Pirate Lord and his attempt at diplomacy.  He was able to explain issues to the Chinese Pirate Lord and maintain a social proper presence throughout their discussion.  However, Elizabeth, now more comfortable had developed a somewhat fearless attitude with all pirates since the being of the Trilogy argued, and demanded things of the Chinese Pirate Lord. 

The most interesting part of Barbosa, was his seemingly logical awareness of   “the what is next” aspect to the movies.  He knew the Chinese Lord’s ship that the group was traveling on in their quest to reclaim Jack Sparrow from Davy Jones Locker was going to have to go over a gigantic water fall!  Ugh!   The cinematography and graphics was great!  It really had an authentic look, and hard pressed reality for the viewer!  I loved how the camera panned out from the Chinese Lord ship as Elizabeth and Will Turner and the rest of the crew realized that they were on a roller coaster ride to doom over the edge of the OCEAN WATER FALL!   oH, MY,  I thought….thank the good Lord…this is only a movie and that there are no water falls in the mid-atlantic ocean or any where else for that matter!  Yuck! But in the midst of this situation,  Barbosa just simply laughs!  Elizabeth runs to him and looks him in the eye and said ” You have doomed us all!”   Barbosa just simply touches her chin, smiles and utters some phrase but nothing that explains what is about to happen to them!  He grabs hold of rope and tosses his head back and laughs while the rest of the crew, the monkey and Mr. Giffen’s parrot seek shelter as the boat tips over the edge of the water fall!  What a mess as the whole kit and cabotel go over the waterfall!!! That is the best scene or one of the best in that the last and final chapter of my favorite trilogy!  And for those who have done their homework,  you know how it all ends….they find Jack Sparrow and  the Black Pearl!

I will add more on Captain Barbosa for his is a major player in this triology.  He holds much of the interesting facts and figures of the story line,  and he is the one or orchestrates Clypso’s ultimate freedom in his hand.  He even showed no fear.  He used Cylpso’s power, and did not feel loyalty at all.  He called her a “fish wife”.  Barbosa is a very strong character throughout the triology!

Once again,  I enjoy these movies….I wish they would make just one more about Will Turner once he is captain of the Flying Dutchman!

till next blog….Riveroflifelisajoy