Penguin-Flipping Part 2- Palin's Story

Palin's Penguin Flipping Adventure!  

You betcha! She started it all (well maybe Palin didn't actually flip a penguin in the real world, but in Jen-Blogger world... she sure did.)  Here is the picture to prove it!

The penguin's name is Pasquale Penguin and he was nothing less than honored to have been flipped by one, Mrs. Sarah Palin.  He commented, "She was gentle when picking me up, yet had enough force when flipping me that i completely rotated in the air.  The perfect penguin-flipper if I do say so myself."   It is an old Alaskan tale that only when a girl has flipped her first penguin, does she become a woman.  So every year, on the day after Thanksgiving, when the rest of America is up at 4 a.m. shopping, Alaskan girls (usually around the age of 13) are out with their Penguins.  

Happy Black Friday or White Friday (as they call it in Alaska)!

Gobble 'til You Wobble!

The meal I consumed yesterday was nothing short of amazing!  We started off with a salad which my Aunt Mary Ann made and she used wine vinegar instead of the regular one, it made my taste buds do a happy dance!  Next came the stuffing and the mashed potatoes and the sweet potatoes and... of course, Tom.  Tom was cooked to perfection, best turkey I've ever seen! The smell of Tom when he hit the table was mouth watering and the taste, oh the taste.  My taste buds stopped their salad happy dance because they were dazzle by what they just encountered! 

So, with that, I would like to thank Tom for unwillingly giving his life for my fabulous Thanksgiving Dinner. 

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Feature Story

Why Does Romance Fade; Yet Friends Can Last Forever

A young woman in her mid-twenties is seated at a bar.  She is dressed in business attire; a black, short sleeve dress cut just above the knee.  She listens patiently while her soon-to-be ex boyfriend continues with his “it’s not you it’s me speech.”  They seem to end on good terms.  Breakups are all too common in our society today.  It is a very rare instance that a person will enter a “committed” relationship with someone without a backup-breakup plan.  So why is it that we are able to keep friends for 30 years, but lovers, even spouses, may not last more than five?

The answer to that can be found in one very obvious way.  Look it up.  By definition, a friend is “a person whom one knows and with whom one has a bond of mutual affection, typically exclusive of sexual or family relations.”  Mutual affection; it seems so apparent. One has to give and take for a bond to last.  One also has to have a desire, which should be shared by both parties, to be with the other person. Yet, when we venture to the other pages of the dictionary and look up words such as boyfriend, girlfriend, lover, and spouse, a “mutual affection” is nowhere to be found, but seems to focus more on the sexual aspect.  Some form of the word “relation” is in each of them, however, the phrase one would think that is most necessary for relations that take people to “more than friends” doesn’t seem important enough to define. 

We now get a better understanding of what makes a friendship last and why a  “relationship” tends to fall apart at the seams.  The strands that hold a friendship together are intertwined with a tighter, more trustworthy hold than that of the typical frazzled and frayed strand that two people believe will make a lasting commitment in a romantic relationship.  It is not to say that romantic relationships are doomed and one should never enter into one, however, keep in mind that there should be mutuality to it.  A mutuality that goes beyond just the physical desire to be with each other, but rather a genuine appreciation for the each other’s individuality.

Penguin-Flipping

Penguin-Flipping.  It is a noble art.  One that takes skill, grace, and of course, a penguin. 

Penguins, they are the cutest, cuddliest, most clumsy creatures in creation .  They just waddle along on land and live their little lives being downright adorable.  Could you just picture it if someone came and just flipped one.  Just picked one up and turned him, plopped him back in the snow on his head.  His little legs waving in the hair, shaking his tail feathers.  I know it sounds insanely cruel, but keep the image with me for a minute and tell me it’s not slightly amusing. 

Penguins are resilient, they don’t mind having their head in the snow for a few seconds, they just pop back up, shake their head, look at you with those loving and forgiving eyes, and waddle on their way.

Ponder Penguin-Flipping; the perfect polar pastime for penguin-loving people .

 

*No penguins were harmed in the creation of this blog*

Anger!

Is anger actually an emotion?  Somebody told me the once that is was an expression, but not an actual emotion.  I’m not 100% sure I believe it’s true, but it does seem to have some sense behind it.  When I asked what the person meant when she said it was an expression she simply asked me, “what makes you angry?” At that point in time my answer was “frustration.”

“There you go,” she continued, “frustration is the emotion you feel and anger the way in which you express it.”

So, how exactly can you define the expression of anger?  Is it a form of violence?  They may not make sense either.  If we take, for example, a hockey game, the players are energized, the puck goes in, the crowd goes wild.  Jumping, screaming, hitting.  All acts associated with an expression of anger, yet it’s not, it’s joy.

Is it safe to say that we can question whether anger exists at all? Of course we feel the rage of a situation and go into our fits, but when we stop and analyze, are we capable of getting “angry.”