(Published on iSurf News on June 23, 2011)
She was called “The People's Princess” because she because she could sympathize with the people and she insisted to be treated just like them, even telling people not to call her 'princess'.
Diana helped with many causes and charities and helped bring awareness to many issues in society. Her most notable work was with land mines and her work on behalf of AIDS patients. Diana was one of the first celebrities to be photographed touching AIDS patients and she is credited for helping remove the stigma associated with AIDS.
It is so hard to believe that nearly 14 years have passed since that incredible lady left this world. I know her memory will live on forever. Rest in peace My Princess.
(Published on iSurf News on June 23, 2011)
Right after my high school graduation, many moons ago, I decided to put my entrepreneurial skills to work by opening up a booth at the local flea market.
I was given a spot right next to where the bunny rabbits and chickens were sitting in their cages waiting to go to their new home. I sat up my table and put all my wares on display, which was mostly health and beauty products with a few pieces of clothing that I didn't want any longer.
A regular visitor, which I had known all my life, stopped each week to see what I had for sale but this particular week, my friend, Wayne Neal noticed my stockpile of brand new, still in the plastic, toothbrushes. Each time he walked by my table, he commented that I had not sold any toothbrushes. Later in the morning, Wayne stopped and said he had a sure-fire idea that would help me sell out my toothbrushes in no time.
He proceeded to tell me that I needed to whip up a batch of cookies, but in the mix, to throw in a little chicken droppings, which I could get from The Chicken Man right next door. He then proceeded to tell me to bake the cookies, then bring them to the flea market and put them on my table with a sign that says “Free Cookies”. (At this point, let me say this. For anyone that knew Wayne Neal, rest his soul, you probably know where this is going.) As soon as someone takes a bite of their cookie, they will say “This cookie tastes like crap!” At this point, Wayne said I should say, “Yep, it is.....wanna buy a toothbrush?” He guaranteed that I would make a mint selling my toothbrushes.
Last week, I was reading about how the toothbrush was invented in China on June 26, 1498. Needless to say, I immediately thought about Wayne and this conversation we had. It amazes me how we remember certain things about a person and of all things I remember about Wayne, a toothbrush brings a chuckle to my heart.
Here are some calcium rich recipes to help take care of those pearly whites.
(Published on iSurf News on June 16, 2011)
I have always been, and always will be, Daddy's Little Girl. While most little girls were in the kitchen with their mothers, learning how to cook and how to be a “Susie Homemaker”, I was out of the garage with my dad working on cars.
Before I learned to cook, I learned how to sandblast paint off a car and put a rear axle in place and bolt it up. During my senior year in high school, instead of going on the senior class trip to Florida, I decided to spend that week with my dad finishing up our latest project, restoring a 1963 Chevy II Nova SS. We had worked nearly 14 months on this project and I was so proud when it was finished. My Nova was white with a black vinyl top, black interior with automatic shift in the floor. It was not a brand new car that my dad drove off the lot and just handed me the keys. I worked for this car. Literally.
(Published on iSurf News on June 8, 2011)
I love to ride around on the weekends and see what I can find going on. This time of the year, I can usually find the wonderful smell of someone grilling out on the family barbecue. This is the point where I usually roll down my window, just to get a better smell, and I also start my investigation to see where it is coming from. When I finally find the point of origin, if it is someone I know, I immediately try to think if there is any reason for me to stop for a visit. If I cannot think of one, I will make one up as I am getting out of the car. If it is coming from a house of someone I do not know, I start counting the vehicles in the drive to see if there is enough of a crowd to where I would just blend in. OK, I confess, I do not really do this, but there are times when I want to. I know you are shaking your head. You have thought about it too!
(Published on iSurf News on June 3, 2011)
One day I found a jigsaw puzzle of the famous photo of Monroe wearing that beautiful gold dress. Since my friend's birthday was coming up, I decided to buy the puzzle as a birthday gift for him. But what fun is it to receive a box filled with 500 pieces that you have to do all the work of putting it together?
With the help of several “assistants”, which included an “insider” at his office, I kicked it up into high gear to put together this puzzle, only to take it back apart in sections and use puzzle glue to make it stay together. I planned a daily mailing of each section, beginning with the outer edge, then letting him work the pieces inward until the puzzle was complete. Each envelop was numbered, just in case they arrived out of order, and I included a short note, usually a rhyme or funny quote. Each afternoon, I would receive a call from my “insider” reporting how the events were playing out on that end.
I soon learned that the puzzle pieces had been moved from his desk into the conference room. When the mail was delivered, everyone met in that room to see what quote and puzzle piece had arrived for that day. Since the outer edges and a lot of the background was black, it took several days before any pieces with color started to arrive. Once the gold dress and the blonde locks started to appear, he figured what the puzzle was going to reveal. But he still had no clue who was sending this to him. It was driving him crazy.
When the last section arrived on the day of his birthday, I received a phone call that “Marilyn's face was in place.” I placed a phone call to him, which was strategically timed and transferred to the conference room where everyone was waiting. My “insider” took the call and put me on speakerphone. In my best Marilyn Monroe voice, I sang “Happy Birthday”, just as she sang it to a certain president. Then I hung up. He went nuts. He had no clue who his “Secret Marilyn” was. And my “insider” wasn't talking. I let him ponder for a few days, then I called to confess that I was the “Puzzle-master”. He said that was one of the greatest birthday gifts he had every received.
If Monroe were alive today, she would have turned 85 years old on June 1. I often wonder where her career would have taken her if she had not died so young.
In the book “Fragments: Poems, Intimate Notes, Letters” there is a copy of a recipe hand-written by Monroe on a piece of stationery from a title insurance company. Who would have thought that such a Hollywood sex symbol would enjoy cooking in the kitchen?
