Friday greetings!
It’s been a good week around here. Lots of rain yesterday *again*
Just about the time I think I wanna whine about it, I stop myself short and remind me that I’ll be wishing for it in less than 2 months throughout the full-on furnace of summer and early fall. So I’m growing in the stop myself short of whining arena.
Attitude adjustment: Yay. Hooray. RAIN!
My yard and trees are super happy and are showing it with lots of green + growth. That’s what matters.
Presenting 5 for FRIDAY on this May 17
Super fun line-up today beginning with —
BRUCE CAMERON’S DUMPED BY A DRIVER
H*I*L*A*R*I*O*U*S (!!)
I love love love Bruce’s writing style. Absolutely one of my top 2 favorite humor writers. I am and have always been a giant Bruce fan.
QUICK QUESTION
Me?
My fast 5 are:
The 2 F’s (friends and family)
Quick wit = laughter
Home Sweet Home
Music
Seeing happy people
You?
TWO CHOICES
I love this story of Jerry the restaurant manager. So inspiring/encouraging.
RECIPE HIPPIE CHICK SALAD
Is a winner, winner, winner and a keeper, keeper, keeper.
THANKS
For sliding by today and reading us + sharing + commenting + caring
Meaningful. We are grateful.
READY?
SET.
HERE WE GO.
ENJOY.
DUMPED BY A DRIVER
BY BRUCE CAMERON
I was hit by a car!
Now, please, don’t think that by using an exclamation point I am trying to communicate excitement.
If I had won the lotto, I would say, “I won the lotto!” but believe me, I would be much more excited to win the lotto than be run over by a Pontiac. What I felt at the time of impact was less like winning the lotto and more like winning knee pain.
The accident was my fault, because I forgot the first rule of being a pedestrian, which is that a person who is driving a car is more likely to run over you than the other way around. I foolishly though that since the pedestrian signal was lit and the automobile approaching was facing a red light, I could cross the street without tasting Pontiac.
As everyone knows, however, someone on a cellphone is exempt from the law that says, “right turn on red after running over a newspaper columnist.”
I noticed the car before the driver noticed me and, performing an instantaneous geometrical calculation, realized I was just seconds away from having a new career as a hood ornament. This galvanized reflexive response — when the situation is urgent, we humans have the ability to react with our spinal columns instead of our brains, like when we stick our finger in a pot on the stove and see if the water is hot and jerk our hands away before we register our stupidity.
The ability to function without using our brains goes a long way toward explaining the behavior of the U.S. Congress.
In my case, the reaction went like this:
Eyes: Uh, there’s some guy approaching in a Pontiac who is talking on his cell phone and not looking at us, plus there’s a woman across the street who looks a little like Halle Berry.
Knees: What? Let’s jump out of the way!
Spinal Column: You know, we’re just not into the whole reflex thing as much as we used to be.
Brain: Halle Berry?
I can’t say precisely which part of the car hit me, though I’m pretty sure it was the hard part.
Luckily, I’ve had a lot of experience in falling down, having been the worst halfback in the history of football at Old Mission Jr. High. The difference, I suppose, is that the majority of the kids who tackled me didn’t use a grille. So I fell sprawling on the pavement, exchanging skin for pain.
The driver stared down at me, shocked that I had interrupted his telephone call.
Our eyes met, and, in an odd way, we bonded: Me, the innocent victim, and He, the hit-and-run driver.
That’s right, hit-and-run – as in I am too busy for traffic laws right now!
I rolled around to see if there were any other cars coming that might be exempt from the “stop for pedestrians lying in the street” rule due to cellphone usage, and when I rolled back, my new friend in the Pontiac was already zipping around the corner.
Charitably, I thought perhaps he must just be pulling out of traffic and would soon be racing back to assist me. And maybe he did — he just chose to pull over several miles away.
I tried to decide what to do next. Should I jump up and chase him, or lie there and hope that Halle Berry would give me mouth-to-mouth resuscitation?
Once the car that has hit you has fled the scene, you are no longer an accident victim, you are just some nut lying in the street. I decided this wasn’t the best place for a nap, and stiffly got to my feet.
Amazingly, I was intact, or at least as intact as I’d been before I kissed the emblem of the Pontiac.
Groaning dramatically in case Halle Berry had seen the whole thing, I limped over to the sidewalk, verifying that my driver had demonstrated via departure that he wanted an end to our relationship.
Oh well, I know he has a phone. Maybe he’ll call.
~ COPYRIGHT 2007 BRUCE CAMERON
QUICK QUESTION
WHAT ARE 5 THINGS
YOU ARE THANKFUL FOR?
TWO CHOICES
Jerry is the manager of a restaurant. He is always in a good mood.
When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would always reply: “If I were any better, I would be twins!”
Many of the waiters at his restaurant quit their jobs when he changed jobs, so they could follow him around from restaurant to restaurant.
Why?
Because Jerry was a natural motivator.
If an employee was having a bad day, Jerry was always there, telling him to look on the positive side of the situation.
Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Jerry and asked him, “I don’t get it! No one can be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?”
Jerry replied, “Each morning I wake up and say to myself, I have two choices today. I can choose to be in a good mood or I can choose to be in a bad mood. I always choose to be in a good mood. Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be victim or I can choose to learn from it. Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or I can point out the positive side of life. I always choose the positive side of life.”
“But it’s not always that easy,” I protested.
“Yes, it is,” Jerry said. “Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people will affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood, or a bad mood. It’s your choice how you live your life.”
Several years later, I heard that Jerry accidentally did something you are never supposed to do in any business.
He left the back door of his restaurant open and he was robbed by three armed men. While Jerry was trying to open the safe box for the robbers his hand, shaking from nervousness, slipped off the combination.
The robbers panicked and shot him.
Luckily, Jerry was found quickly and rushed to the hospital. After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Jerry was released from the hospital with fragments of the bullets still in his body.
I saw Jerry about six months after the accident.
When I asked him how he was, he replied, “If I were any better, I’d be twins. Want to see my scars?”
I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what had gone through his mind as the robbery took place.
“The first thing that went through my mind was that I should have locked the back door,” Jerry replied. “Then, after they shot me, as I lay on the floor, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live or I could choose to die. I chose to live.”
“Weren’t you scared?” I asked.
Jerry continued, “The paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the Emergency Room and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read, ‘He’s a dead man.’ I knew I had to take action.”
“What did you do?” I asked.
“Well, there was a big nurse shouting questions at me,” said Jerry. “She asked if I was allergic to anything.”
“Yes, bullets,” I replied.
“Over their laughter,” I told them, “I am choosing to live. Please operate on me as if I am alive, not dead.”
Jerry lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude.
I learned from that – every day you have the choice to either enjoy life, or to hate it.
The only thing that is truly yours – that no one can control or take from you – is your attitude, so if you can take care of that, everything else in life becomes much easier.
~ author unattributed
courtesy and with permission poeticexpressions.co.uk
Thanks Mike and the Team!
HIPPIE CHICK SALAD RECIPE
We served this at Hippie Cowboy and by far it was the most popular item on our menu – whether it be in a salad or as a sandwich or by the quart people ordered and took home. I cannot even begin to guess how many gallons and gallons and gallons we made of this salad every week. All I know is it was *a lot* and it seemed like every time I turned around we were almost out and on ninja-task-mode making more so we didn’t run out. I don’t recall where I came across this recipe — but I sure am glad I did and you will be, too.
HERE’S HOW WE MAKE IT:
- DRESSING
1 cup good quality mayonnaise
1 TBSP + 1/4 tsp cider vinegar
2 TBSP honey
2 tsp poppy seeds
salt and freshly ground pepper to taste
Prepare dressing in a medium size bowl by whisking together all ingredients. Cover and place in the refrigerator until it’s time to mix it in with the “salad”.
- SALAD
2 pounds boneless, skinless chicken breasts
1/2 cup pecan pieces, toasted
2 cups red seedless grapes, halved
2 stalks celery, thinly sliced
Prepare salad by preheating the oven to 375*.
Place the chicken breasts in one layer on a baking sheet with 3/4 cup water. Cover with foil and bake the chicken breasts for about 30 minutes, until cooked completely through.
Remove chicken breasts from oven and remove foil — let cool to room temperature. When cooled to room temp, take breasts, one by one to a cutting board and dice into bite-size pieces and transfer to a large bowl.
Combine diced chicken pieces with toasted pecans, halved red grapes, celery and dressing.
Refrigerate for at least an hour before serving on a bed of field greens + fresh baguette slices or sandwich style between 2 slices of thinly sliced, fresh bread accompanied by chips and/or fresh fruit.
~ Hippie Cowboy recipe box
Super artwork and cartoons – as usual!
My quick five thankfuls are: faith, family, friends, freedom, health
Can’t wait to try the Hippie Chick salad! That dressing sounds yummy – like I could eat it by the spoonfuls 😉
Two Choices was great, especially the hospital scene. Humor – and attitude – to the rescue once again!
Thank you DayMaker. Have a Happy Weekend!!!
Love your quick 5’s: faith, family, friends, freedom, health, Carol! Indeed all worthy of being top 5’s.
And, yep, the Hippie Chick salad with it’s stellar dressing is TDF “by the spoonful!”
Two Choices is definitely great and memorable. Totally, attitude adjustment stuff.
Gratitude to you for your time and sharing.
I always open Daymaker to the beautiful art then to laughter with the cartoons and on to the articles. Thank you that everything about Daymaker is very enjoyable. So Daymaker asks my fast 5: The 2 F’s would be freedom and family. Then comes laughter with Family dogs at play and now grandchildren with their two new darling kittens. There’s many more with a rating of 10 but I’ll end with this: My heart says there’s No PLACE like home and garden.
Thanks, Marty, for your compliments and fun writing style to share.
Valuable!
I love the jerry attitude so much truth there❤️
So. Much. Truth. I love Jerry’s Attitude, too.
Thanks, J., for sharing and caring.
We appreciate ya!
Love Jerry’s story. I actually teach a class called “Choice” to all of my new hires. Same concept. No victims in my house or in my employ. It’s empowering when you realize you have choices in every situation. Thanks for sharing!
That’s super cool, Trent, that you teach a class called “Choice” to new hires!
What a great, empowering class + “boss”.
Hat tip.
Thanks for sharing + reading.
VALUABLE