Mah Jongg Love

I'm getting ready  Mah Jongg and I'm so excited to have a group of close friends who like to play too. (I hope.) In the meantime, I've got my new book on learning how to play and I'm trying really hard not to buy a new set of tiles. There are  some absolute beautiful tiles that I could stare at all night.

I heard about an automatic table for Mah Jongg wall building from Nora. She sent me the link to see that. More on that later.

YouTube videos are like potato chips. You can't eat just one chip and you can't watch just one clip. I found this clip below. It's a vignette of comedians. The one that describes when she was a new mother was not so much funny as it was, in my opinion, beautiful.  Years back, when this woman was twenty-two years old, most people did chain smoke whether there was a child near by or not. No one thought twice about it. Perhaps we laugh because we survived it. However, it is the love and acceptance this woman received from her mother-in-law and the MIL's friends that touched me and brought tears to my eyes. I hope you enjoy the video.




I would also love to see the full clip of the Lady Ga Ga impersonator at the start. (g)

As for the automatic table, see the clip below. All I can say is, "Wow! It's magic!




I was right. It is magic. This is how it works.



Now between you and me, as awesome as that might be, I really do think I would prefer to stack them manually. It's something as simple mental preparation for the next game, a time to reflect on just how badly my hand will be, a time to hope and wish on getting an awesome hand. This immediate wall is like pushing someone off the high dive. Where is the time to embrace the moment?

Letter from a Mother to a Daughter

Letter from a Mother to a Daughter: "My dear girl, the day you see I’m getting old, I ask you to please be patient, but most of all, try to understand what I’m going through. If when we talk, I repeat the same thing a thousand times, don’t interrupt to say: “You said the same thing a minute ago”... Just listen, please. Try to remember the times when you were little and I would read the same story night after night until you would fall asleep. When I don’t want to take a bath, don’t be mad and don’t embarrass me. Remember when I had to run after you making excuses and trying to get you to take a shower when you were just a girl? When you see how ignorant I am when it comes to new technology, give me the time to learn and don’t look at me that way... remember, honey, I patiently taught you how to do many things like eating appropriately, getting dressed, combing your hair and dealing with life’s issues every day... the day you see I’m getting old, I ask you to please be patient, but most of all, try to understand what I’m going through. If I occasionaly lose track of what we’re talking about, give me the time to remember, and if I can’t, don’t be nervous, impatient or arrogant. Just know in your heart that the most important thing for me is to be with you. And when my old, tired legs don’t let me move as quickly as before, give me your hand the same way that I offered mine to you when you first walked. When those days come, don’t feel sad... just be with me, and understand me while I get to the end of my life with love. I’ll cherish and thank you for the gift of time and joy we shared. With a big smile and the huge love I’ve always had for you, I just want to say, I love you... my darling daughter. "

Happy Mother's Day!


(I took this from FB. If anyone knows who the original author or photographer is, please contact me so that I can give them credit.)