DADDY’S GOATS

A LOOK BACK TO DADDY’S GOATS is a tribute from Daddy’s girl (me) to my Dad Arlie Lott. You can see who I was named after and miss this man who shared so much of my childhood with hunting and fishing. We rode the country side together and if he had his head under the hood of his 1949 truck, my head was under there too. I treasure those times and I found this post from several years ago. I hope you enjoy the humor in it because that was something my Dad and I shared too. 

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Here is the post featuring my attempt at writing a song (you can see I was smart enough to stick with blogging). A little update, I published the second book and started on the third book.

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TODAY THE WORDS are DADDY’S GOATS.  Usually,from the stories I post which encompass the animals, I get a lot of response. This one may give you a little laugh or smile. Many of you will know who I am talking about when I mention Peggy Mercer, a classmate of mine, author of several children’s books and songwriter  encouraged me to try my hand at song writing. I assured her she might want me to stick to writing on the blog and on the book, but many of you know how persistent Peggy is so here is the first verse and chorus of my “song”  DADDY’S GOATS. The beauty of the story is such a good one for all of us to learn from the goats. They knew how to keep life simple. They had goals and if something happened to upset their completion of those goals (climbing up and going down) they got up and tried again. I miss my Daddy since he died and I miss those special times when we would go out and visit with his animals and what I would give to go fishing with him one more time. When this song writing fiasco happened years ago, I emailed my song to Peggy and once she stops laughing at my amateur attempts at song writing; she will probably tell me to get up and try again LOL. Side note: As of March 2019, I have received no offers for song writing contracts so I leave all of that to my friends, especially Michael Rey – Country Songwriter; Lily Nelson;  Dean Hill, and Peggy Mercer but on a good note, I have published my first and second novels, “A Mistress, A Wife”, “Tell Me Lies; Love Me Still” and now writing my third one “Riddle Me This, Love or Bliss”.

The moral of this story is we may not be good at everything, but it never hurts to try. We may have to try several times to get it right, but we need to keep trying. God allows us, by forgiveness, to try and try again to get our lives and souls right. I hope you smile when you read Daddy’s goats. Live life; love life and live life to the fullest!

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DADDY’S GOATS

Verse 1

My mind goes back to a better time

When life was simple and people were kind

I would  visit on My Dad’s country place.

The farm; my Dad; and his goats in a line,

Laughing and loving, all the love we could find.

Chorus:

Love was simple way back then

Nobody was mad; everybody was glad

Dad loved his goats and he loved us.

They loved him back like the rest of us.

He was simple in love; he was simple in life.

If life could be free as Daddy with his goats.

 FEATURED BIBLE VERSE:

Galatians 6:9

And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up. 

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WHAT’S SENSIBLE ABOUT NONSENSE?

Somehow, we have replaced common sense and logical thinking with absurd ideas which may sound as if the messenger is going to save the world. What disturbs me is even if I think in more conservative thoughts, I understand that not everyone is that traditional. I don’t expect everyone to think as I do or even people that I care a lot about disagree with me. This is not what I am referring to in this blog message. It is the current lean toward nonsensical thinking.

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Let me use this example: I am a middle class hard working lady of a young almost 70 years. My dream thought has always been to have a luxury vehicle so let’s go down to the show room and meet the “salesperson” of the century with a big wide grin. First of all, the salesperson greets me in a social gesture and doesn’t show an aggressive tone but more of an enthusiastic and passionate demeanor. We exchange niceties and of course I go to the luxury vehicle of my dreams (which by the way, I cannot afford). Now begins the sales pitch and I hear all about the features, the luxury feels, the convenience of the options, the beauty, the performance, and the status having this vehicle will bring to me. I begin to get pulled into the positive direction of all the reasons I should have the car of my dreams. I deserve it, I want it, and then……..Reality slaps me in the face. No matter how badly I want to possess this because I have been shown all of the reasons this is MY car and should be MY car, I finally hear the price. Oh no, that cannot be right and I ask “It costs that much?” Then I come back down from my euphoria to earth and start to think sensibly again, what about the insurance, the taxes, the gas cost, etc? Come on down, Arline this doesn’t make sense as this fulfillment would require removing any other pleasures or accommodations to have “MY DREAM CAR.” I begin to realize what makes sense and begin to see that not everything that glitters is NOT gold. I thank the salesperson for giving it a great effort, but maybe it would be wiser to have shown me something that makes sense for me to own and afford that guess what, another affordable nice car would accomplish the same thing. (I have explained some of the current mentality approaches that are being so nicely presented without one shred of consideration as to the cost and loss of other sensible concepts if these ideas were actually implemented.)

Have any of these been occupying your dreams?

I am not an economist or an expert in any field, but because someone has a strong presence and audience does not make what they are saying logical. I want to give an example of how in history we have seen similar individuals who with their promises led the way to many innocent people to die.

  • Free programs for monetary or services without fees from the government to low income people
  • No incentive to work by allowing limited monetary allowances to those individuals
  • Free healthcare or low cost plans without explanation of the control by the government for what quality or amount of care the individual receives. Government also controls the waiting time/decisions relating to a specific health issue.
  • Government controls business, industries, wages, benefits, and promotions and/or demotions. Individual efforts are not recognized but loyalty to government is mandated for promotions.
Did their free “goodies” appeal to normal good intentioned people? Do you know the results? Study history and let’s not repeat it.

Does all of this ring from a sensible bell going off in your head? Millions of otherwise sensible/intelligent people bought and unfortunately paid with this non-sensible temptation with their lives. If it doesn’t, odds are you are listening to the same salesperson as I heard at the dealership and odds are even more in favor, you are thinking without thinking of the consequences and may buy the unaffordable, non-sensible rhetoric. However, we all dream and we have all made non-sensible decisions. We can return to earth and begin to ask “Does 1=1 still = 2?” or do we think 1+1= as many as we think we deserve and need and desire? It doesn’t work ever to go against the basics.

Now for the deeper thought: I understand how we should make changes, good sensible changes.         I think changes, if carefully thought through and proven,  these are affordable and for the betterment of all affected by these same changes are wonderful. Let us use our innate senses and  intelligent minds to make those changes.                

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Chocoholics, It Is That Time!

Calling all Chocoholics (Chocolate Lovers who might need intervention)! Valentines Day is coming soon so excuses are not needed as it is the reason for the season but WHY? Let us consider the pros and cons of downing the chocolate, milk, white, dark, or mixed with nuts, fillings, or whatever form we can get it. Is there a link to Love? Is it a feel good reason we have to have it. Today, we enter the river of flowing chocolate and get our mouths drooling. Here is an enlightening article I found giving us the psychological reasons and we already know the real reason is “we can’t live without it.”

Why Do We Crave Chocolate So Much?

Why Do We Crave Chocolate So Much?

The psychology behind why we love chocolate

Posted Feb 11, 2014

Source:Why do we crave chocolate so much? I consulted a professor of psychology and neuroscience, Dr. Amy Jo Stavnezer, to help us understand why we desire chocolate so much (just in time for Valentine’s Day!).

Dr. Albers: On a biological level, why do we crave chocolate?

Professor Stavnezer: We crave chocolate because it is good! It tastes good. It smells good. It feels good when it melts on our tongue. And all of those ‘feelings’ are the result of our brain releasing chemicals in response to each chocolate experience. The experience of eating chocolate results in feel good neurotransmitters (mainly dopamine) being released in particular brain regions (frontal lobe, hippocampus and hypothalamus—definitions a bit later).

Dopamine is released when you experience anything that you enjoy—sexlaughing, or watching your favorite Olympian claim the gold. This reward circuit is partially hard-wired by genetics, but it learns, changes and responds to your specific preferences based on your life experiences. This malleability of the brain is what makes each of us unique. In fact, there are supposedly people in the world who do not like chocolate.

By simply using one neurotransmitter system to associate rewards with actions, an efficient and powerful brain network evolved so that a positive outcome would be repeated. The dopamine signal sent through the reward circuit brings about positive feelings and assessments of the situation in the frontal lobe (just behind your eyes), creates a memory of the experience including where, who, what and why and links that to the positive experiences via the hippocampus (about an inch inside of each ear), and when food is involved, the hypothalamus (a few inches above the roof of your mouth) gathers information about the caloric and nutrient content for future hunger and satiety signals.

It was originally thought that chocolate contained compounds that could activate this dopamine system directly (like cigarettes and cocaine do). Chocolate does contain theobromine that can increase heart rate and bring about feelings of arousal, caffeine which can make us feel awake and increase our ability to work and focus, and fat and sugar which are preferred food sources for humans because they are calorie dense. However, elegant experiments in which the components of chocolate were separated out indicated that just ingesting the chemicals in chocolate without the mouth-feel and taste does not decrease craving.

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Maybe this is why we eat chocolate?


I found an excerpt from an article on the history of how chocolate became the ruler of Valentines Day. It is from National Geographic and is titled Why We Want Chocolate for Valentines Day

THE PLATE

Why We Want Chocolate for Valentine’s Day

3 MINUTE READBY APRIL FULTON

So how did chocolate become the ultimate Valentine’s Day treat?

The origins of the historic combination are far from clear. Chocolate has been considered an aphrodisiac since the time of the Aztecs, and was once only available to the wealthy. Spanish conquistadors brought it back to Europe, and according to The Oxford Companion to Food, Italian chefs were shaving blocks over their risottos in the late 17th century. The French made pastilles in the 18th century, a favorite of the marquis de Sade. But it wasn’t until the cocoa butter extracted from the beans was processed into the rough form of a candy bar in England in 1847, according to Cadbury, and later rounded out with milk, that its appeal began to grow. Once candy became cheaper to produce, more people got to taste it. And once they tasted it, well, you know the rest.

Meanwhile, the origins of Valentine’s Day are even more complex. They can be traced to Roman times and Lupercalia, a Pagan festival that involved fertility and feasting in mid-February. The Romans “were drunk. They were naked,” Noel Lenski, a historian at the University of Colorado at Boulder, told NPR in 2011. Young women lined up for the men to hit them, Lenski says. They thought would make them fertile.

Not too romantic, was it? It gets crazier. The early Catholic Church martyred a rebel priest named Valentine and tried to take the nakedness out of the Lupercalia festival by declaring Feb. 14 as St. Valentine’s Day. Chaucer combined the essence of the pagan rituals with courtly ideas of love in one famous Valentine’s poem about bird sex: “And, Lord, the blisse and joye that they make! For ech of hem gan other in wynges take.” And then Shakespeare took the notion of romantic love even further in the sonnets.

Hopefully, this will get your Valentine craving for chocolate flowing and from this Sipping Cup of Inspiration blogger, Happy Valentines Day and now it is official, you have a natural reason for loving chocolate. My deeper thought is to LIVE LIFE, LOVE LIFE, AND LIVE LIFE TO THE FULLEST by digesting all that life has to offer as long as you add to other’s lives and not make their lives unhappy. Eat chocolate or don’t, but love always.

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DO YOU TAKE YOUR OATMEAL IN A COOKIE?

I woke up this morning with one of my fondest memories, watching my Mother looking into the tin container to see how many oatmeal cookies I had made and brought to her as a treat, a love gift, and a thank you for all you did for all of your children. I decided to look this older post up to share the recipe that I adapted from a post (original link available on here) and my adaptation from this recipe. For all who have the opportunity to bake something special for your Mom, please do as I would love to be able to make a big batch and might even double it if I had the chance today. Please enjoy some sweetness in the blog today.

    TODAY LET’S MAKE OATMEAL COOKIES. I will post my recipe for Arline’s Version of Grandma’s Oatmeal Cookies but before I do, I thought I would re-post the message behind the Oatmeal Cookies attached to a loving memory of my Mom. In days where I watch all sweets, there is something wonderful about an oatmeal cookie and it is not the sugar; it is the sweet love I feel for my precious Mother.Grandma’s Oatmeal Cookies Recipe

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  • Yield: Makes about 2 dozen cookies.

Ingredients

  • 1 cup shortening
  • 1 cup brown sugar
  • 1 cup white sugar
  • 2 eggs well beaten
  • 1 Tablespoon vanilla extract
  • 1 1/2 cup flour
  • 1 tsp salt
  • 1 tsp baking soda
  • 1 Tablespoon cinnamon
  • 3 cups oats (we use Quaker Quick or Old Fashioned. Do NOT use instant.)
  • 3/4 cup chopped walnuts (use 1/2 cup if using raisins)
  • 1 cup raisins (optional)

 Method1 Cream shortening and sugars, add eggs and vanilla and beat well.2 Sift flour, salt, baking soda and cinnamon. Add to first mixture and mix well. Add a tablespoon of water. Add raisins (if using) and nuts. Add oats last.3 Spoon out by heaping tablespoonfuls on to greased cookie sheets. Bake at 350°F. Bake for 10 minutes. Remove to wire rack. Cool completely.

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NOTE FROM ARLINE: Thank you!My version is taking and cutting sugar by half of the brown and granulated sugar and replacing with honey. I never measure by use taste method but no more than a 1/4 cup unfiltered raw honey. Love this taste.   

Read more: http://www.simplyrecipes.com/recipes/grandmas_oatmeal_cookies/#ixzz452z2Njuj

TODAY THE WORDS are OATMEAL COOKIES. We are going to go down memory lane for a visit to my dear Mother’s home before she passed away. As my Mother got older, she cooked and baked less, which is understandable.  I began to bring her baked goodies when I would visit her. I started out with a variety of different desserts but it was soon narrowed down to my version of “Grandma’s Oatmeal Cookies”. They had honey in them and they are scrumptious to say the least. I would bring her a container full. She would always eat one as if testing them to make sure they were as good as the batch before. As I would watch her, I received more sweet enjoyment than the cookies’ sweetness. I could tell how much she loved them and she also loved I had made them for her. She had a certain spot the container would be placed when she had finished. Once in a while she would splurge and eat two, but never more than two. As sweet of a memory as this is to me, this is only part of the reason for the topic. Why the oatmeal cookie plays such an important part is not that the cookies were tasty, it was Momma’s rationing of the cookies that will reflect a life’s lesson. When I would call Momma for our regular Saturday morning talk which usually lasted about an hour and a half, one of the things Momma would share is how many cookies she still had and if my Sister had stopped by and had eaten some cookies. My Momma was a wonderful person and she would share whatever she had, but you had to be willing to be frugal with those goodies like she was. I would bring her fresh ones every time I would come so rationing was not necessary. It was built into my Momma to have a willing spirit of anticipation. 

Now for the deeper thought…...If we would live our lives on Momma’s Oatmeal program, we could enjoy life a lot longer and better. I see many people who devour what they receive in a hurry never thinking if they are going to get hungry soon. We are a living, breathing example of why we should eat a reasonable amount of food and not overindulge. The same goes for the rest of lifestyles. some of them need to be lived (or tasted), We need to savor each day (or morsel). We need to appreciate the love and labor which went into each opportunity with a palette of life. We should exercise moderate portions of life and enjoy each bite (or experience) we are given and not feel as it we are on our last “cookie”.

Live life, love life, and live life to the fullest!

DAILY FEATURED BIBLE VERSE:\1 Peter 5:8      Be sober-minded; be watchful. Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour. 

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DID OUR FUN LOVING WORLD LEAVE?

DID OUR FUN LOVING WORLD LEAVE? I watched a video of a comedian whose focus was on how we treated a knock on the door 20 years ago and today and it was hysterical

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DID OUR FUN LOVING WORLD LEAVE?

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