We have after-the-storm clean up to do today. Literally, we had hurricane-like weather and were out of power nearly 24 hours. It has been cozy inside though, and I enjoyed writing a post over at Wizards Wireless about the Palo Alto Library.This morning the sun is breaking through and I'm scanning my google reader. While reading the latest post at Wizards Wireless, I was prompted by the question, what are the names of the Mutts characters? I know that answer, Mooch and Earl, because my daughter received The Gift of Nothing by Patrick McDonnell for Christmas from my good friend Alison. This zen tale blew over my four-year-old, but I sure get it. I already have a snapped off Fairy Barbie leg to repair.
Next week is a reminder that I'm in the 40's club. What would I like besides a major lottery win? I'll take a cue from The Gift of Nothing and include this lovely poem previously archived from my friend Maria titled, Time Tested Beauty Tips.
For attractive lips, speak words of kindness.
For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.
For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.
For beautiful hair, let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day.
For poise, walk with the knowledge you'll never walk alone.
People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; Never throw out anybody.
For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.
For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.
For beautiful hair, let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day.
For poise, walk with the knowledge you'll never walk alone.
People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; Never throw out anybody.
Remember, If you ever need a helping hand, you'll find one at the end of your arm.
As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides.
The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, but true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows, and the beauty of a woman with passing years only grows!
Sam Levenson wrote this poem to his granddaughter.
Let me now share it with you all and give it to my darling daughters as a poem to keep in mind.
I found it in one of my favorite actress' biography - Audrey Hepburn - and I loved it.
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