Thursday, February 26, 2009

Don't Lose Your Marbles...

I love Saturday mornings... I always have. I came across this article and thought I'd share with all of you who love Saturday mornings too!

The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday morning. Perhaps it’s the quiet solitude that comes with being the first to rise, or maybe it’s the unbounded joy of not having to be at work. Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable.
A few weeks ago, I was shuffling toward the garage with a steaming cup of coffee in one hand and the morning paper in the other. What began as a typical Saturday morning turned into one of those lessons that life seems to hand you from time to time. Let me tell you about it:
I turned the dial up into the phone portion of the band on my ham radio in order to listen to a Saturday morning swap net. Along the way, I came across an older sounding chap, with a tremendous signal and a golden voice. You know the kind; he sounded like he should be in the broadcasting business. He was telling whomever he was talking with something about “a thousand marbles.” I was intrigued and stopped to listen to what he had to say.
“Well, Tom, it sure sounds like you’re busy with your job. I’m sure they pay you well but it’s a shame you have to be away from home and your family so much. Hard to believe a young fellow should have to work sixty or seventy hours a week to make ends meet. It’s too bad you missed your daughter’s dance recital,” he continued; “Let me tell you something that has helped me keep my own priorities.” And that’s when he began to explain his theory of a “thousand marbles.”
“You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic. The average person lives about seventy-five years. I know, some live more and some live less, but on average, folks live about seventy-five years.
“Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52 and I came up with 3,900, which is the number of Saturdays that the average person has in their entire lifetime. Now, stick with me, Tom, I’m getting to the important part.
It took me until I was fifty-five years old to think about all this in any detail,” he went on, “and by that time I had lived through over twenty-eight hundred Saturdays. I got to thinking that if I lived to be seventy-five, I only had about a thousand of them left to enjoy. So I went to a toy store and bought every single marble they had. I ended up having to visit three toy stores to round up 1,000 marbles. I took them home and put them inside a large, clear plastic container right here in the shack next to my gear.”
Every Saturday since then, I have taken one marble out and thrown it away. I found that by watching the marbles diminish, I focused more on the really important things in life.
There’s nothing like watching your time here on this earth run out to help get your priorities straight.
Now let me tell you one last thing before I sign off with you and take my lovely wife out for breakfast. This morning, I took the very last marble out of the container. I figure that if I make it until next Saturday then I have been given a little extra time. And the one thing we can all use is a little more time.
It was nice to meet you Tom. I hope you spend more time with your family, and I hope to meet you again here on the band. This is a 75 year old man, K9NZQ, clear and going QRT, good morning!”
You could have heard a pin drop on the band when this fellow signed off. I guess he gave us all a lot to think about. I had planned to work on the antenna that morning, and then I was going to meet up with a few hams to work on the next club newsletter.
Instead, I went upstairs and woke my wife up with a kiss. “C’mon honey, I’m taking you and the kids to breakfast.” “What brought this on?” she asked with a smile.
“Oh, nothing special, it’s just been a long time since we spent a Saturday together with the kids. And hey, can we stop at a toy store while we’re out? I need to buy some marbles.”
What I love about stories is that they can speak to our soul. This is only one of many great stories in my book, Charging the Human Battery...50 Ways to Motivate Yourself.
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Finish Strong,

Friday, February 13, 2009

Happy Valentines Day...May Love Fill Us All!

If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you But make allowance for their doubting too, If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated, don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream--and not make dreams your master, If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breath a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you; If all men count with you, but none too much, If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!
--Rudyard Kipling
: I had read this poem in my past. I had forgotten about it until our Pastor read it to us at church on sunday... Wow it speaks volumes-I hope you enjoy it.
Love is all about "others"
Remember the more we fill ourselves with ourselves the less room God has to fill us...and God is Love!

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Oh No He Didn't...

Oh Yes He Did!

Clean Skin

No turning back now!

Serious and sober

Blood & Ink...and that sound! Yikes!

Ta Da!

Branded : Cricket Forever!

Poor Guy- he's stuck with me forever now!

I Love You Paul- thanks for always keeping life exciting!

Question For You:
What happens when two nerds make a 5:00 o'clock appointment on a saturday night at a tattoo parlor?

Answer: See Pictures Above!

Friday, February 6, 2009

Wii Fit/ Nursing Home/ LaCross

What do these things have in common? They are all part of the Richau Family at this time.

We bought the Wii Fit on Wednesday- and I'm addicted. It is so much fun. I've worked out so much on it that my calves and "behind" are in pain. Who would have thought? It's so hilarious to do for those of you that don't have it... for example: if your doing a "step class" all the characters you created take it with you. So here I am alone in my living room watching my mom's character or her "Mii" just jammin along. I was on a run near the Golden Gate Bridge yesterday and Paul's character ran by me and's so funny. I find myself cracking up during the entire exercise. I'm NOT a video game person- but this is really fun and you get a workout.

Nursing Home? Well like her "bestest cousin" Brookie - (a phrase from when she was little) Aubrey has started working at Heron East Nursing Home. She's a server in the dining room...Big Stuff for my 16 year old. So far so good...Thanks to Grandma Judy she was able to get in. It's amazing that she is already old enough to be working. People always told me "it" goes fast- but I had no idea this fast. Seems like yesterday she was just learning to ride a bike.

LaCross- well Hayden is now playing LaCross and loving it. We're gone everynight of the week now but he's having a blast. He looks so cute in his helmet and shoulder pads! My "teenager" now has stinky practice gear! He's become his father's son...
Our lives are never boring that's for sure. I Love It!- God Bless...


Fun at the beach

St. Anthony's

St. Anthony's
Brooke, Aubrey & Cricket

I'm Tryin!

I'm Tryin!
You've Come Along Way Baby.

St Anthony's

St Anthony's
Go Paulser!