A bad attitude is like a flat tire, you can’t get very far until you change it. - unknown
Our attitude influences our day and if it's having a bad day, so are we. Like a car on a drawbridge, your life comes to a standstill. So don't let yourself smack into the wall of a bad attitude.
I found these interesting looking critters under the dogwood tree this morning. They are called Mutinus Elegans, more commonly known as Elegant Stinkhorn, and while they are found up and down the East Coast, I've never seen one before. However, with the aid of Google I was able to identify these unusual fungi. They are reported to have a foul odor but considering how close I got to take the pictures, I didn't smell anything. The brown coloring is actually a slime which flies and other insects feed on which disperses the spores. Yuck! Because of their odor, they are not considered edible for humans. Interestingly, in a study of a variety of mushrooms, the stinkhorn showed antibiotic activity against all six of the human bacteria tested including E.coli and Salmonella.
Has anyone else seen these or have them in your yard?
I think there is a world market for maybe five computers.- Thomas Watson (1874-1956), Chairman of IBM, 1943
He was one of the richest men of his time, and was called the world's greatest salesman when he died in 1956. He had no idea when he made that statement just how far computers would go or to what extent they would change the world.
Facts are the enemy of truth.
- Don Quixote - "Man of La Mancha"
The facts and the truth should be one and the same. However, many times what we believe to be the truth will later be dispelled by the introduction of the facts. Often this is unintentional brought on by misinformation. Other times this occurs when people dig in their heels and insist their version of the story is the truth.
At about 4 months old, Rosie joined our family in October 1997. He was such a sweet little thing. He was about 6 pounds with big feet and big ears. They didn't seem to match the rest of him, but I knew he would grow into them. He was going to be a big cat. If you think Rosie is a strange name for a male cat, you can read how he got his name here.
After many years of chronic allergies, sinus problems and several rounds of diabetes, we arrived at the celebration of his 16th birthday on June 1, 2013, although the actual date is unknown.
I went to my local Walmart for supplies.
I opened a can of chicken to make chicken salad - especially so that Rosie
could lick the can. It is a treat he enjoys very much, and after all,
it is his day!
That was good, mama.
This was a 10 oz. can of chicken. As you can see, it is just "head sized".
Clean up time!
How do I look?
Birthday cake, courtesy of Food Lion. No, Rosie did not eat the cake. He's more of a french fry, pizza crust kinda cat. We call him our carb kitty.
And now, here's Rosie lapping up his birthday treat.
