I know it has been awhile; I’ve been swamped lately, and let’s just say that the weekend is a time for football (Friday through Sunday.) Friday, and an occasional Saturday, is devoted to high school football; collegiate football is typically Saturday, and professional football is Sunday. There is typically an evening NCAA game sometime on the weekday nights and NFL on Mondays, but those Mon. – Thur. games are only watched if it has substantial interest by me. Aside from this I am writing an autobiography/self-help book, we are cutting down trees and splitting wood, going to Mass an attending meetings at church, and giving talks various places (I wish to speak more though.) Oh and typically I try to find an opening to play cards, too. Now you posses knowledge of hat takes up a section of my time I can get on with the message.
It does not really matter if your first name is Aaron or Allie or your last name is Zellner or Ziegler, because if you are getting these messages I care about you. Thank you and please share this with and add your facebook friends, who are not yet here, to this list. Some members, of course, I care more about than others (like anything you are a part of,) some are related to me, some are my friend away from Facebook, but all of you are cared about. Caring means I am concerned about your health, and that lends itself to talk about this messages first quote:
“Health is not simply the absence of sickness.”
- Hannah Greene
Being healthy can mean many things besides not having a contagious illness. In fact I knew people who died of cancer, but they were healthy. That sounds a little hard to understand; it’s even hard for me to understand at first, and I am the one typing. Health can be a number of things, and there are three that I’ll generalize; they are physical, mental, and spiritual health. One can deduce, if they’ve been on this list for awhile or know me away from here, that I am a spiritual person (hopefully by my actions,) an I hope that you know God and give the Savior respect and thanks at all times. It’s no mystery to many, but there are several newcomers, so I’ll say again that I am a Catholic. If you aren’t worry not, because I am not trying to have you jump ship on your religion and become Catholic. Ridiculous that would be. I am urging everyone to be strong in their faith, whatever it may be.) I am not refuting anyone here, your beliefs are just that, yours. Please though have faith is something. Hannah says. In the quote above that health is not only about sickness (physical and mental health,) and I took that to mean it’s one’s spiritual health that completes them.
Some might say that mental health is about being smart in math and science, and the person with that greatest type of health can figure themselves past the most difficult tasks and or situations. Here is another view:
"Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication."
- Leonardo da Vinci
Leonardo is widely considered to be one of the greatest painters of all time and perhaps the most diversely talented person ever to have lived. He’s basically saying that brightest people are able articulate things in a simple manor so that everybody (regardless of background) is able to understand. And when you are doing something difficult, or at an impasse (roadblock) while attempting to overcome a task, it’s best to break down the ultimate goal into many smaller and simpler ones, and then once meet all the criteria one by one you will have conquered the larger achievement. To summarize what da Vinci says, and me too, ultimately intelligent people get there by achieving simple things. The next quote is about t you, specifically.
“Believe in yourself and all that you are. Know that there is something inside you greater than any obstacle.”
- Christian D. Larson
If you try something don’t pass the standard twice, you keep trying but do not succeed the third time, many would call that and/or you a failure. Typically if you try something and fail the third time time, people quit and say they failed. Technically it is failure without success after a trio of trials. Failure is nothing more than the first step to success the next time! Hop back on your horse and try again. Sometimes failure is necessary to feel a sense of winning. Note I am against what Charlie Sheen regards as winning, lol. No matter how futile your chances seem it’s always best to give it a shot!
“A man should not leave this earth with unfinished business. He should live each day as if it was a pre-flight check. He should ask each morning, am I prepared to lift-off?”
-Diane Frolov and Andrew Schneider, "Northern Exposure"
I never saw that show but found assimilating living with a pre-flight check interesting and true. Always treat each day as your last, because it may be. I know that I’m prepared for lift off although I hope and pray that God isn’t calling my name just. In my opinion the Father has called my name twice, but at the last instant it was decided that He was not ready for me yet. I’m not done helping yet! Develop an attitude of gratitude, and give thanks for everything that happens to you, knowing that every step forward is a step toward achieving something bigger and better than your current situation.
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~Matt~ Failure is the first step to success. Think about that one.
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Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Thursday, September 1, 2011
9/1/2011 Kristie Indian Lake
Wow this past weekend was amazing, the fun had and the people (mainly one specific person, but we’ll get to that after giving the setting a bit) I met were awesome. Let me explain; Brian and I went to Indian Lake and stayed at a friend’s house on the water’s edge (and no I’m not talking about the Seven Mary Three song.) Last year we also went there (same weekend, before Labor Day weekend,) but that year we were there for Friday and Saturday nights. Brian is recently engaged and was busy on Friday, so we left Saturday morning. We visited with my sister’s family a little, and I went in the water for a little while. Brian rode his jet-ski for awhile, and I even tried it out. Never have I ridden a stand on model before, and the hope was I would at least be able to cruise around on my knees. That never panned out but was fun trying. After I cleaned up I was ready to go out and experience some of the nightlife (all within walking distance.)
We had heard Froggy’s was the place to eat. They serve excellent food including broasted chicken, large sandwiches, and they always have top-notch entertainment, and we wanted to check out their infamous Swim up Pool Bar (even though we weren’t planning on getting wet.) A website for this Indian Lake resort is, www.froggys-online.com, but I’m not certain when it is edited. Froggy’s menu looked enticing, but we changed our minds before ordering food.
My brother-in-law, Rob said that Achesons was another point of interest, and we were going to check out their grub. Achesons Resort on Turkey Foot Point on the North side of Indian Lake is famous for its fish fry’s, but they are on Friday nights, and we missed it. I’m not a huge fish eater anyway so I’m not too disappointed. Each weekend boaters go to Achesons and enjoy music and entertainment from their boats and in their outdoor dinning room. We weren’t boating, the menu seemed subpar to that of Froggy’s, and so we planned on going back to the home of the poolside bar. However as Brian was glancing at their menu I heard music playing, and that instantly made eating became of a lesser importance to me.
I cannot bust a move like I could before my accident, but I love to dance. Lol I cannot tell everyone a big fat lie such as my previous sentence and still feel okay about myself and trying to let others know about me; the lie wasn’t that I love to dance, I truly do, but anybody that knew before 12/6/2007 knows that I never could bust a move very well. True that my car catastrophe made my moves worse, but I never was a very smooth dancer. That’s okay since others’ perceptions never have impacted my actions as far as twisting goes.
I hopped right in the middle of the dance pack; it’s not shocking that I went where all the people were, because I love meeting new people. I approach a group of girls who looked like they were there to have fun, as I was, and asked one of them to dance. She told me she was married to which I said that didn’t matter, I was just looking to have fun dancing. Apparently that was not the right thing to say, because she backed away. I danced with her friend a bit, and then the first girl finally wanted to dance. Kristie was her name, and we danced the night away.
Kristie said she thought I was just some guy trying to hit on her, but then she saw from watching me dance with others that I was fine. I imagine Kristie thought I was drunk, too when I first introduced myself, because most people do in that bar scene setting. She really is married, and I really am single, but that didn’t matter to either of us. Kristie found out that I was true to my word; I just wanted to dance. It was so crazy humid out there that I really was dripping sweat off my face. The sweat would preclude I was wore out, but I was having so much fun that after I dried my face and drank many fluid ounces of water I went back to dancing before we went back to Froggy’s for some pizza. It was excellent, and I talked with a group of drunken guys there, which was comical.
It turned out that when these intoxicated infant-like adult were still sober they were also at Achesons getting their drink on. Their words that came next were offensive to Kristie and me. The wasted gentlemen asked me if I scored, because they saw me at Achesons trying to get lucky with some girl. In hindsight (always 20/20) I should have said yes, I did get lucky for I found what I was looking for, somebody to dance with. If I would have said yes, instead of no, to their question though, these fellows would not have been able to wrap reality up in their heads, due to a sobriety issue. Why is it that people, typically guys, seem to insist that having a food time with someone means sex? And I think scoring means achieving what you set out to do. The word score was first introduced to me with sports and making a basket, goal, touchdown, or completing whatever you are attempting
After the pizza was gone we journeyed back to Achesons only the band and music had just ended. I did see Kristie outside though, and we thanked each other while speaking briefly. I never told her about the small minded drunk dudes until now. Kristie complimented me by saying that I was not like most other guys dancing, because I left some open area, and did not hold her tight and get up in her personal space. That Saturday evening was the most fun I’ve had in awhile and it will stick in my memory for years. Thanks again Kristie if you read this.
After our second take of Achesons was over, we closed down the bar, then we made we made our third Froggy’s experience. It didn’t last too long, and before I knew it we were in the Tilton Hilton, www.indianlakearea.com/tiltonhilton.htm,and they had Karaoke. The bar is so named for everything inside is angled (i.e. tilted.) Of course I sang The Gambler. Everyone who knows me well has heard me sing that song, but what most don’t know is that I’ve actually improve. I’m not, however, saying that I sing good enough to make an album (we’ll leave that to the professionals,) but I don’t think you’d want to smash your radio, if you heard me on there, like in years past. Don’t worry I won’t be singing on your radio, but all I am saying is that my singing is bearable. Lol.
I am very sorry for getting lost in my Indian Lake discussion and not inspiring or being motivational this week, I got a little carried away. I’ll likely be back next time, and I’ll leave you with one saying that I’ve previously messaged about:
“God won’t give you anything in life He doesn’t think you can’t handle.” -- Unknown
God won’t give you so much that you handle it. With hard work you can jump higher, run faster, score better, or succeed at anything. Succeeding does not always mean that your score is better than the opposition. Therefore one can succeed and not win the contest, so can a team, and the rest is up to you!
Thank you so much for being my friend. If you suggest your friends for me that would really be great. Can you also please invite your friends to join my Facebook group, "The Rest is Up to You” (http://www.facebook.com/home.php?sk=group_46959448480?) Please share this message!
Matt~ Failure is the first step to success. Think about that one.
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www.mattschroeder.org
We had heard Froggy’s was the place to eat. They serve excellent food including broasted chicken, large sandwiches, and they always have top-notch entertainment, and we wanted to check out their infamous Swim up Pool Bar (even though we weren’t planning on getting wet.) A website for this Indian Lake resort is, www.froggys-online.com, but I’m not certain when it is edited. Froggy’s menu looked enticing, but we changed our minds before ordering food.
My brother-in-law, Rob said that Achesons was another point of interest, and we were going to check out their grub. Achesons Resort on Turkey Foot Point on the North side of Indian Lake is famous for its fish fry’s, but they are on Friday nights, and we missed it. I’m not a huge fish eater anyway so I’m not too disappointed. Each weekend boaters go to Achesons and enjoy music and entertainment from their boats and in their outdoor dinning room. We weren’t boating, the menu seemed subpar to that of Froggy’s, and so we planned on going back to the home of the poolside bar. However as Brian was glancing at their menu I heard music playing, and that instantly made eating became of a lesser importance to me.
I cannot bust a move like I could before my accident, but I love to dance. Lol I cannot tell everyone a big fat lie such as my previous sentence and still feel okay about myself and trying to let others know about me; the lie wasn’t that I love to dance, I truly do, but anybody that knew before 12/6/2007 knows that I never could bust a move very well. True that my car catastrophe made my moves worse, but I never was a very smooth dancer. That’s okay since others’ perceptions never have impacted my actions as far as twisting goes.
I hopped right in the middle of the dance pack; it’s not shocking that I went where all the people were, because I love meeting new people. I approach a group of girls who looked like they were there to have fun, as I was, and asked one of them to dance. She told me she was married to which I said that didn’t matter, I was just looking to have fun dancing. Apparently that was not the right thing to say, because she backed away. I danced with her friend a bit, and then the first girl finally wanted to dance. Kristie was her name, and we danced the night away.
Kristie said she thought I was just some guy trying to hit on her, but then she saw from watching me dance with others that I was fine. I imagine Kristie thought I was drunk, too when I first introduced myself, because most people do in that bar scene setting. She really is married, and I really am single, but that didn’t matter to either of us. Kristie found out that I was true to my word; I just wanted to dance. It was so crazy humid out there that I really was dripping sweat off my face. The sweat would preclude I was wore out, but I was having so much fun that after I dried my face and drank many fluid ounces of water I went back to dancing before we went back to Froggy’s for some pizza. It was excellent, and I talked with a group of drunken guys there, which was comical.
It turned out that when these intoxicated infant-like adult were still sober they were also at Achesons getting their drink on. Their words that came next were offensive to Kristie and me. The wasted gentlemen asked me if I scored, because they saw me at Achesons trying to get lucky with some girl. In hindsight (always 20/20) I should have said yes, I did get lucky for I found what I was looking for, somebody to dance with. If I would have said yes, instead of no, to their question though, these fellows would not have been able to wrap reality up in their heads, due to a sobriety issue. Why is it that people, typically guys, seem to insist that having a food time with someone means sex? And I think scoring means achieving what you set out to do. The word score was first introduced to me with sports and making a basket, goal, touchdown, or completing whatever you are attempting
After the pizza was gone we journeyed back to Achesons only the band and music had just ended. I did see Kristie outside though, and we thanked each other while speaking briefly. I never told her about the small minded drunk dudes until now. Kristie complimented me by saying that I was not like most other guys dancing, because I left some open area, and did not hold her tight and get up in her personal space. That Saturday evening was the most fun I’ve had in awhile and it will stick in my memory for years. Thanks again Kristie if you read this.
After our second take of Achesons was over, we closed down the bar, then we made we made our third Froggy’s experience. It didn’t last too long, and before I knew it we were in the Tilton Hilton, www.indianlakearea.com/tiltonhilton.htm,and they had Karaoke. The bar is so named for everything inside is angled (i.e. tilted.) Of course I sang The Gambler. Everyone who knows me well has heard me sing that song, but what most don’t know is that I’ve actually improve. I’m not, however, saying that I sing good enough to make an album (we’ll leave that to the professionals,) but I don’t think you’d want to smash your radio, if you heard me on there, like in years past. Don’t worry I won’t be singing on your radio, but all I am saying is that my singing is bearable. Lol.
I am very sorry for getting lost in my Indian Lake discussion and not inspiring or being motivational this week, I got a little carried away. I’ll likely be back next time, and I’ll leave you with one saying that I’ve previously messaged about:
“God won’t give you anything in life He doesn’t think you can’t handle.” -- Unknown
God won’t give you so much that you handle it. With hard work you can jump higher, run faster, score better, or succeed at anything. Succeeding does not always mean that your score is better than the opposition. Therefore one can succeed and not win the contest, so can a team, and the rest is up to you!
Thank you so much for being my friend. If you suggest your friends for me that would really be great. Can you also please invite your friends to join my Facebook group, "The Rest is Up to You” (http://www.facebook.com/home.php?sk=group_46959448480?) Please share this message!
Matt~ Failure is the first step to success. Think about that one.
▒♥_______/)______./¯"""/')
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www.mattschroeder.org
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