Comments on Coffee Bean Goddess: Exaggeration du Jour

I could use a cup or two.I am a grandpa again, Sav...

2008-01-27T23:34:00.000-08:00

I could use a cup or two.
I am a grandpa again, Savannah Marie was born friday morning.

Thanks, Mage and Kate. I will most certainly enjoy...

2008-01-27T23:07:00.000-08:00

Thanks, Mage and Kate. I will most certainly enjoy the wake. (grin)

Fes, thank you! I had heard that story before but had forgotten about it. I'm so glad you threw it in here for all of us to enjoy. I love the message and I most certainly agree with the last line! Need a refill, buddy?

When things in your lives seem almost too much to ...

2008-01-27T22:06:00.000-08:00

When things in your lives seem almost too much to handle, when
24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 cups of coffee.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began , he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty
mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebblesand poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls . He then asked the students again if the jar was full.
They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of *sand* and poured it into the jar. Of course, the *sand*filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous "yes."

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

"Now," said the professor as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things--your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions-- and if everything else was lost and only they remained,
your life would still be full."

"The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and
your car."

"The sand is everything else--the small stuff . If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on
the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important
to you."

"Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first --the things that really matter. Set your
priorities. The rest is just sand."

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee
represented. The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked."

"It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."

Whew! That was a close call! Enjoy your own wake ...

2008-01-25T20:38:00.000-08:00

Whew! That was a close call! Enjoy your own wake -- not many people get the chance!

Just really glad to know you missed your own funer...

2008-01-25T18:17:00.000-08:00

Just really glad to know you missed your own funeral but not the wake.

Sounds like, Sil, your friend is sort of saying, "...

2008-01-25T09:27:00.000-08:00

Sounds like, Sil, your friend is sort of saying, "It's my turn in the barrel." (grin) Unfortunately, when folks gather and gossip on a daily basis, everybody gets talked about, not just one or two. The misinformation that comes out of that is boggling. The sad thing is, most of these folks are generally kind and well-meaning. They just don't tend to evaluate the accuracy of the tales being told.

Yup, I don't like gossip sessions, either. They g...

2008-01-25T08:30:00.000-08:00

Yup, I don't like gossip sessions, either. They give me the cold pricklies, even though an old friend laughingly said, "If they're talkin' bout me, they ain't talking about somebody else."

Hugs from Asia,
~ Sil in Corea

John, you can come to my Living Wake any time. No ...

2008-01-25T07:47:00.000-08:00

John, you can come to my Living Wake any time. No reason why we can't have more than one of those, right? Yes, I'm trying to track down the source but don't have high hopes of success. And your reaction to local readers is exactly what I meant. The character commentaries are not meant to be mean but could easily hurt or offend the targets. Which is not a Good Thang.

Bonnie, I hear you but the main reason I don't hang out at the Greasy Spoon is because it's a hot bed of gossip. I really like most of the individuals who are regulars there but just don't feel comfy with the unavoidable gossip sessions. [sigh]

Good grief you see what happens when you hang out ...

2008-01-25T03:47:00.000-08:00

Good grief you see what happens when you hang out at home instead of hopping around the locals? lol

That's a Wake I'd willingly attend, Dee! I'd leav...

2008-01-24T23:44:00.000-08:00

That's a Wake I'd willingly attend, Dee! I'd leave no stone unturned until I discovered the source of the rumour...

I was horrified a couple of years back to discover that a local read me, and have been careful since not to publish my friendly and mostly amusing nicknames for the characters about me. Which is a shame. For example, no-one in the world apart from Graham knows that I named our friendly mail-person 'Podgerina the portly post lady'. :-)

John B.

Bill, I'm gonna have to thwap you. Only because yo...

2008-01-24T18:50:00.000-08:00

Bill, I'm gonna have to thwap you. Only because your puns are better than mine. (smile)

Jo, believe me, it would be a relief to know nobody around here reads the blog. I'm constantly trying to prevent myself from making remarks about some of the more unusual local characters that might come back on me -- because every now and then I discover somebody local *does* read me. On the other hand, it keeps me from making unkind commentary and that can't be a bad thang.

Dee,you know what this means, don't you? Nobody i...

2008-01-24T18:31:00.000-08:00

Dee,you know what this means, don't you? Nobody in your area reads your blog... Now that's a pity!

Now if only the gummint would get the word of your...

2008-01-24T18:11:00.000-08:00

Now if only the gummint would get the word of your dee-mise and stop making you pay taxes. So happy to know you didn't a-Bandon us!