Namaste I honor the place in you in which the entire universe dwells. I honor the place in you which is of Love, and of Truth, of Light and of Peace. When you are in that place in you and I am in that place in me. We are One.
The ice cream memories I have slid right into my mind when I read this in the newspaper this morning. All the money I earned from errands I had done for neighbors all week went to a Sunday ice cream treat.
It was always the same – vanilla, strawberries with thick syrup and whip cream with a cherry on top. Sometimes, if I had enough money I would get nuts too.
Later as a teen, it became popular to order butter pecan or eclair ice cream bars but I usually missed my vanilla flavor.
Was there a Good Humor ice cream truck that visited your neighborhood every summer day?
I’m not too sure about the list below. I thought it would be fun to add it to the post. If you see yourself in one of the flavors than that’s your ice cream flavor.
The video I added is of a baby having ice cream for the first time. I’ll guess that most of us reacted to ice cream just like this baby. It’s quite funny.
Enjoy …..
A ‘Baskin-Robbins’study reveals what your favorite ice cream says about you:
Vanilla: You’re more likely to be impulsive, easily suggestible and an idealist.
Chocolate: You’re more likely to be dramatic, lively, charming, flirtatious, seductive and gullible
Very Berry Strawberry: You’re more likely to be a tolerant, devoted and an introvert.
Mint Chocolate Chip: You’re more likely to be argumentative, frugal and cautious.
Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough: You’re more likely to be ambitious, competitive and a visionary.
Pralines ‘n Cream: You’re more likely to be loving, supportive and prefer to avoid the spotlight.
Jamoca: You’re more likely to be scrupulous, conscientious and a moral perfectionist.
Chocolate Chip: You’re more likely to be generous, competent and a go getter.
Rainbow Sherbet: You’re more likely to be analytic, decisive and pessimistic.
Rocky Road: You’re more likely to be aggressive, engaging and a good listener.
According to writer Brooke Beytin from the Daily Meal, ice cream flavors say a great deal about us. Dr. Alan Hirsh, founder of Smell & Taste Treatment and Research Foundation in Chicago and partner in the Baskin-Robbins study, explained, “We uncovered quite a few surprising finds when investigating what a person’s favorite ice cream flavor says about their personality,” according to the New York Daily News.
This mornin’ while on my way to the dining hall here at my new assisted living home I noticed some things I ought warn you ‘bout.
THIS IS HAPPENING RIGHT HERE IN OUR OWN COUNTRY!
I noticed that stairs are getting steeper. And, everything is farther away. Yesterday, I walked to the corner and I was dumbfounded to discover how long my street had become.
People are less considerate now; especially the young ones. They speak in whispers all the time! If you ask them to speak up they just keep repeating themselves, endlessly mouthing the same silent message until they’re red in the face.
What do they think I’m a lip reader?
Another thing, everyone drives so fast these days. You’re risking life and limb if you happen to pull onto the freeway in front of them. All I can say is their brakes must wear out awfully fast, the way I see them screech and swerve in my rear view mirror.
On the other hand, people my own age are so much older than I am. I ran into an old friend the other day and she has aged so much that she didn’t even recognize me. I got to thinking about the poor dear while I was combing my hair this morning.
So, I glanced at my own reflection. Well, REALLY NOW – even mirrors – aren’t made the way they used to be!
Clothing manufacturers are less civilized these days, too.
Why else would they suddenly start labeling a size 10 or 12 dress as 18 or 20?
Do they think no one notices this?
The people who make bathroom scales are pulling the same prank.
Do they think I actually ‘believe’ the number I see on that dial?
HA! I would never let myself weigh that much!
Just who do these people think they’re fooling?
I’d like to call up someone in authority to report what’s going on but the telephone company is in on the conspiracy too. They’ve printed the phone books in such a small type that no one could ever find a number in there!
All I can do is pass along this warning:
WE ARE UNDER ATTACK!
Unless something drastic happens, pretty soon everyone will have to suffer these awful
indignities.
Into each life a little humor shall enter …!!!
Come back and see what else I’ve been pondering … Mabel 💗
Mabel says ….
A Fairytale about Cinderella … Watch What You Ask For
Cinderella was now 75 years old. After a fulfilling life with the now dead Prince, she happily sat upon her rocking chair, watching the world go by from her front porch, with a cat called Alan for companionship.
One sunny afternoon, out of nowhere, appeared the Fairy Godmother. Cinderella said “Fairy Godmother, what are you doing here after all these years?”
The Fairy Godmother replied, “Well, Cinderella, since you have lived a good, wholesome life since we last met, I have decided to grant you three wishes. Is there anything for which your heart still yearns?”
Cinderella is overjoyed, and after some thoughtful consideration and almost under her breath she uttered her first wish:
“I wish I was wealthy beyond comprehension.”
Instantly, her rocking chair was turned into solid gold.
Cinderella was stunned. Alan, her old faithful cat, jumped off her lap and scampered to the edge of the porch, quivering with fear.
Cinderella said, “Oh thank you, Fairy Godmother!”
The Fairy Godmother replied, “It’s the least I can do. What does your heart wish for your second wish?”
Cinderella looked down at her frail body, and said, “I wish I were young and full of the beauty of youth again.”
At once, her wish became reality, and her beautiful youthful visage returned.
Cinderella felt stirrings inside her that had been dormant for years and long forgotten vigor and vitality began to course through her very soul.
Then the Fairy Godmother again spoke. “You have one more wish, what will you have?” Cinderella looked over to the frightened cat in the corner and said, “I wish you to transform Alan my old cat into a beautiful, and handsome young man.”
Magically, Alan suddenly underwent so fundamental a change in his biological make-up, that when complete he stood before her, a boy, so beautiful the like of which she nor the world had ever seen, so fair indeed that birds begun to fall from the sky at his feet.
The Fairy Godmother again spoke. “Congratulations, Cinderella. Enjoy your new life.” And, with a blazing shock of bright blue electricity, she was gone.
For a few eerie moments, Alan and Cinderella looked into each other’s eyes. Cinderella sat, breathless, gazing at the most stunningly perfect boy she had ever seen.
Then Alan walked over to Cinderella, who sat transfixed in her rocking chair, and held her close in his young muscular arms.
He leaned in close to her ear, whispered, blowing her golden hair with his warm breath, “I bet you regret having me neutered now, don’t you?
Into each life a little humor shall enter – Mabel’s way
Come back and see what else I’ve been ponderings …. Mabel 💗
***** FICTION: Mabel is a ficticious character I’ve created. Any similarities to anyone living ot otherwise is purely coincidental.
Mabel says ….
I have some things I’ve been ‘Pondering’ …
1. Once you’re in heaven, do you get stuck wearing the clothes you were buried in for eternity?
I guess that’s why many people pick out the clothes they want to be buried in. I notice serviceman like to wear their uniforms. Assuming you’re going to heaven, is there a need for security there?
2. Do the Alphabet song and Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star have the same tune? I was confused while singing it in the shower one day. Yes, I sing in the shower.
Why did you just try singing the two songs above?
3. Why do doctors leave the room while you change? I know as we age we can be a frightening sight. But, aren’t they going to see you naked anyway???
4. Why is it that people say they ‘slept like a baby’ when babies wake up like every two hours? I notice sleeping isn’t what it used to be. I’m awake more. Am I turning into a baby again?
You know, now that I’m older. . . Time has a way of moving quickly and catching you unaware of the passing years.
Come back and see what else Mabel’s been ponderings … Mabel
***** FICTION – Mabel is a character I’ve created from the experiences I’ve encountered with many elderly people who live in the Sunshine State of Florida.
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