NOMOPHOBIA – 66% of us have it

As difficult and horrifying as I thought.

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I feel lost.  Adrift at sea.  Alone on a deserted island. Frightened.  Anxious.  Worried.

I am not connected to my cell phone.

I cannot get news alerts, weather alerts, and random sales notices.  I do not have the ability to set my DVR, pay a bill, transfer money, or spontaneously purchase something I don’t need.  I cannot Facebook, or tweet or Instagram ANY of these concerns because I am without TECHNOLOGY.   I am CUT OFF.  Nomophobia… I have it. (Fear of being without your cell.)

For now this is just a horrible and unthinkable day—nightmare, BUT…

I have been going to and from my job for more than a quarter century. When I started, you were just UNAVAILABLE. You were unreachable.  I would get home from work and, if I was lucky, find messages on my tiny tape answering machine.  Ahhhh how that # 2 flashing would fill me with delight…

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How to make a grown man cry. SHAME ON YOU!

Christin Cooper

It’s the Olympics, you’ve just won a bronze medal, but nobody is asking YOU if you want to go to Disneyland.  Nope, let’s try something different. In an effort to—I presume—do a job well, Christin Cooper has dropped the snowball and failed miserably.  Perhaps if she were interviewing a serial killer and trying to get the names of his victims, but THIS?  This was torture of an innocent man.  I realize that her expertise is NOT on air interviewing—more in the former alpine skier department—but she must have a heart in that body.  Don’t go blaming the frigid Sochi air, since there ISN’T ANY.  Her interview and interrogation of Bode Miller’s feelings upon winning a bronze medal was painful to watch.  Question after question she berated this man about his brother who passed away last year of a seizure.  This was an unforeseen death. The death of his younger brother, a 29 year old snowboarder, who Bode was CLEARLY very close to, was not even a year ago.  Surely an incessant barrage of questions on that subject seems like the logical way to go. *eyes rolling*  I give Bode Miller a big thumbs up for being so understanding and likely saving Ms. Cooper’s career.  He tweeted: “I appreciate everyone sticking up for me. Please be gentle w christin cooper, it was crazy emotional and not all her fault. #heatofthemoment” I don’t necessarily agree. Anyone who has lost a loved one in any way, let alone a young person in an unexpected way will surely cringe at her interrogative inquest to his immensely personal feelings.

So, sorry Christin Cooper, but you are my FOOL DU JOUR.

Decide for yourself.

http://www.nbcolympics.com/video/bode-millers-flood-emotion

xoxo DDJ

50 years of AWESOME

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2014 marks the 50th anniversary of much more than the birth of… well… ME.  Of course you can’t mention 1964 without starting  with The Beatles and their first appearance on both American soil and The Ed Sullivan Show. But it seems with each passing day I am faced with the number 50 staring me in the face.  Finally however, I am beginning to embrace the fabulousness that was 1964.

1964 was pretty awesome. It saw the First Ford Mustang roll off the line as well as the Pontiac GTO, President Lyndon Johnson signed the Civil Rights Act, Voting rights, and the Food Stamp program. Believe it or not, 1964 was the year the Surgeon General released the report on Smoking and Health! General Mills debuted Lucky Charms and Underdog hit the airwaves! [Speed of Lightning, roar of thunder, fighting all who rob or plunder—Underdog!] The first time we meet the Island of Misfit Toys is the 1964 airing of Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer.  Sports Illustrated had their very first swimsuit issue—crazy, huh? This same year saw Martin Luther King presented the Nobel Peace Prize and Cassius Clay, (Later to become Mohammad Ali), TKO Sonny Liston for the World Heavyweight Title. This is one fabulously amazing year.

Though I was clearly too young to enjoy it, the remains of the 1964 New York’s World’s Fair are still right there to enjoy in Queens—and equally important—for all to see in Men in Black.  So much of my childhood is rooted in the year of my birth. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory—later to be an awesome movie as Willie Wonka and the Chocolate Factory—is published. One of my Dad’s favorite movies—It’s a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World—is released.  Mary Poppins, My Fair Lady  and 007 in Goldfinger also hit the big screen.  I think the longevity of ALL of these films and who I became speaks volumes, but perhaps I will delve into that in my 51st year. 🙂

Though I first recall the Sony VCR some 12 years later, it was introduced in 1964 along with the creation and introduction of the 8 Track–one of the short lived breakouts of 1964.  But a perennial favorite of mine…BUBBLE WRAP is still cushioning and entertaining us today.  What I think is most impressive about this year is its endurance, longevity and popularity.  Hasbro introduced GI Joe and  we saw those God awful trolls in 1964. Hess introduced the Hess Truck, still popular today!  AND, where would we all have been on Super Bowl Sunday without a little something invented at Anchor Bar in Buffalo those 50 years ago.  (God bless Buffalo wings.)

Television saw the premier of Bewitched and Jeopardy–took me a while to start getting that final Jeopardy question right but I could wiggle my nose so that seemed a fair trade-off.  Broadway saw Fiddler on the Roof, Funny Girl, and Hello Dolly.  (I am proud to have a lifelong love of Broadway.)

Musically—beyond the Beatles—music is forever changed.  The Rolling Stones release THEIR debut album, The Jackson Five is formed, Bob Dylan releases “The Times They are a-Changin” and The Kinks, “You Really Got Me. THIS was the year that saw Daltry, Townsend, Entwistle and Moon form THE WHO! The Moody Blues was formed.  1964 saw the collaboration of what would later become Lynyrd  Skynyrd when Ronnie Van Zant, Allen Collins and Gary Rossington got together. Three Dog Night and Lou Reed’s The Velvet Underground… my goodness, who knew so much could be attributed to ONE single year.

Then there is Food… glorious food.  3 High School friends from Hoboken open the first Blimpie Sub Shop and the fresh sliced Roast Beef Sandwiches of Arby’s opened the same year. And 1964 NOT ONLY saw the first box of Lucky Charms, it saw the first box of Pop Tarts, first box of Bugles, first time Coca Cola came in cans, first can of Ruffles, first Carnation Instant Breakfast.  And one can’t leave out a little something called “Supercrema gianduja” which eventually was renamed NUTELLA in 1964. In a food related birth, there is Bobby Flay.  I am a little jealous of 1965 that saw Shake and Bake and Cool Whip, but I guess we half century folk got to enjoy it anyway. 🙂

When it comes to people—aside from my friends born in the same year—we are in some pretty cool company. In fact, so many amazing people were born in 1964, I couldn’t possibly mention them all. But, in referencing my own personal life, I will mention the ones that I recall making some sort of an impact.

For the women—in no particular order—Sandra Bullock, Teri Hatcher, Courtney Cox, Mariska Hargitay, Marisa Tomei, Elle Macphereson, Melissa Gilbert. (Lori Loughlin—only because she went to Hauppauge High School.) And that’s just a few!

For the men—again in no particular order—Rob Lowe, Keanu Reeves, Russell Crowe, Clive Owen, Don Cheadle, David Spade, Nicholas Cage, Stephen Colbert, Hank Azaria, and a favorite if you are an Avengers fan, Joss Whedon!

These are JUST some of the people who in some small way impacted my world in MY 50 years on earth.  And, let’s be honest, it’s been an interesting time SINCE 1964.  The world has changed, technology has gone further than some science fiction could have imagined 50 years ago. People have changed and thankfully, continue to do so for the better.

When you think about a person’s lifetime think of this, the year I was born the computer mouse was invented, and it will likely be obsolete in my lifetime.  50 years is both an enormous amount of time, and yet a blip on the radar.  But for me and anyone else born 50 years ago, I think 1964 will always be pretty magical.

xoxo DDJ

** How’s it going so far, Tig? **

I’ll wait till Groundhog Day

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I have often wondered if New Year’s resolutions are merely an American cultural compulsion or a worldwide phenomenon. Personally, I think by labeling some grandiose idea you have a resolution, you are setting it up for failure without even requiring a new year.

What if—and I know this is crazy—we just set some goals that can literally start on ANY given day of the year, and just—gosh, I don’t know—tried really hard. I had my annual “Resolutions pie chart” ready and waiting for the chime of 2014 in my hand when I realized—who am I kidding?  The likelihood of any of these coming to fruition are less likely than my winning the lottery. Oh, were you wondering about my “Resolutions pie chart”?  Of course you were. About 20 years ago, I fell madly in love with pie charts.  Not having a real use for them, I decided I would incorporate them into my life by being my visual reminder of the many things I wished to change with the coming year.  Each piece of the pie would represent the importance to me by percentage. For example, wanting to change my eating habits—60%.  Wanting to have more self-control of my online shopping habit—15%.  And so forth and so on with the myriad of changes I wish to make, but inevitably won’t.

The truth is, for myself at least, that I fear in the back of my mind I allow resolutions to fail because no one really expects them to succeed anyway. It is almost a joke when you say… “yep, already broke THAT resolution”.  I don’t want the changes I wish to make to be THAT easy to walk away from. So this year will be DIFFERENT.

This year’s pie chart is a solid cobalt. 100%. I will, on a date known only to me, set forth and make the changes in my life that I wish to genuinely accomplish. With NOT participating in the rote perfunctory habits of a culture, I feel that I might actually be able to proceed and succeed with my goals.

Since the word resolution has become practically inconsequential in reality, I think everyone should jump off that supercilious bandwagon. Make the changes you want, live the life you want, and be the person you wish to see in the mirror every day… in a way that WORKS—in your own timeframe. That is my plan.

So, HAPPY NEW YEAR to everyone.  May the coming year be filled with good health and happiness.  May you—and I—bask in our sense of self and be overjoyed.

A SAFE AND HAPPY 2014 TO EVERYONE

Xoxo  DDJ and Clancy

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Bushkill Falls… The autumn return.

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DSC01032A bit past the beautiful colors, the trees are mostly bare and yet still pretty breathtaking.  A walk across the grounds of the hotel to the sound of crushing leaves on a magnificent, sunshine filled, unusually warm November day is calming and rejuvenating.   The crisp air is a stark contrast to the heat and humidity of this past summer.  There is a buck in the woods just staring in my direction… staring… not sure why, but he seems pretty confident I am of no threat.  And I try to assure him that I am most certainly not. My purpose is to re-create the Zen-like bliss I had in July.  This magnificent buck has set the ball in motion.

Sometimes I am reminded how lucky I really am.  The Bushkill Inn and its surrounding area has made an impression on me.  And for whatever reason, I seem to have made an impression…

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Bushkill Falls… The autumn return.

DSC01032A bit past the beautiful colors, the trees are mostly bare and yet still pretty breathtaking.  A walk across the grounds of the hotel to the sound of crushing leaves on a magnificent, sunshine filled, unusually warm November day is calming and rejuvenating.   The crisp air is a stark contrast to the heat and humidity of this past summer.  There is a buck in the woods just staring in my direction… staring… not sure why, but he seems pretty confident I am of no threat.  And I try to assure him that I am most certainly not. My purpose is to re-create the Zen-like bliss I had in July.  This magnificent buck has set the ball in motion.

Sometimes I am reminded how lucky I really am.  The Bushkill Inn and its surrounding area has made an impression on me.  And for whatever reason, I seem to have made an impression on the people here.  How absolutely blessed am I to go back to this WONDERFUL resort and have people REMEMBER me!?  Picked up like it was 4 months ago.  Jen, the most amazing bartender in ALL of Pennsylvania, recognized me immediately… How great is that?  The people of The Bushkill Inn are really lucky to have such a genuinely great girl at the bar! I know I have said this before, but I will say it again.  I absolutely LOVE this place.  The people, everywhere I go are friendly, and kind and well… REMEMBERED me.  A stop for lunch at Petrizzo’s and—Shelly remembered me from my last visit back in July.  And a patron, Sue, remembered I have a—let’s just call it—healthy appetite. Both couldn’t have been nicer, and the food and service, as usual, fantastic. My lunch was not only great, but I was surrounded with friendly and fun people.  Total SCORE!

An unusually warm 60 degree day in Mid-November and I took a chance.  It could have been a bust with freezing temperatures or snow, but I really LUCKED out.  Was able to hike the Falls again.  I never get tired of that scenery.  It is awe inspiring, relaxing, and exhilarating all at once.  When you pass a couple or family or people with their dogs, everyone smiles and says hello.  A small, seemingly innocuous thing—unless you are a New Yorker…. THEN–I have to say–it is not just a little startling, but astonishing and wonderful.  I believe that kindness is contagious.  I come here to get infected.  😉

Back at the hotel, I made some new friends…. I wish I could name everyone… in fact I wish I remembered everyone’s names, but when the ENTIRE staff is amazing, it gets hard.  Next time I will take notes.   🙂 Again, the food at the hotel is wonderful, and I got to meet the chef, Marcos…. And what a great vision he has for food at Bushkill Inn and to expand the horizons of people who haven’t yet realized the JOY of being a “foodie”.  And Angie… Infectious and genuine laugh… If you are lucky enough to have her at your table… then you are LUCKY.  I wandered into the bar when the entertainment, Jimmy Brown was playing a really fun collection of tunes.  Exorcising the New Yorker out of me is a difficult task, but I was beginning to feel my blood pressure lower.   I had a little time to sit with my laptop and put words on a page–there is inspiration in this fresh air and motivation from all I come in contact with.

There is something about coming to The Bushkill Inn that just makes me happy. And it’s not just the S’mores at the fire pit… though that really DID help… And someone has to tell me the name of the young man who meticulously kept that fire burning with such precision because he was GREAT.  Like I said, I wish I could remember all the names, but they elude me right now… I remember Logan and Joe… I will just call them Dish Cleanliness Inspectors.  Good guys…  (And guys, listen to Marcos, he knows best.)

I am just prattling on about how great everyone is… and how wonderful my stay was—again—but I mean it.  Between the amazing staff, and wonderful amenities, and its proximity to Bushkill Falls, I just don’t know how you get better than this when you just need to DE-COMPRESS.  This IS the place to go… For me, I am just going to call it my second home.

See you all in the spring!

Xoxo DDJ