Good vibrations

The guy who usually mows my yard hasn’t been around lately, so it’s been a little nuts (you should see the vines on the fence) since all that rain followed by high heat. I could make salad out of the dandelions, but I’ve got plenty of that in the extra salad mix I ended up with this weekend. I’ll be out later trying to tame the front yard with my little Worx GT, and will be sneezing my head off the rest of the week.

The heat has not been kind to me, not that I’m all that kind to it. Between grocery mishaps, phishing texts and emails and a badly overgrown yard, I’m more than a little cranky. Not that I wouldn’t be cranky anyway, even though the temperature is mild right now.

But …

Kind people are the best people. My Facebook friend was the first person I’ve hugged in a very long time (obviously this isn’t us). When I get back in the world, I’m hugging some of youse. Image found on Free Hugs Campaign.

There is kindness out there, from the Facebook friend who happily took some unwanted grocery items off my hands and gave me warm fuzzies at the same time, to the countless people who’ve let me know I’m not alone in my frustration at what has become of our world, especially at the hands of zero-sum politics.

We don’t need people who complain all the time or expect special treatment just because they exist. We don’t need those who adhere to the rules or their own principles only when it’s convenient for or helps them. We certainly don’t need people who harass others for doing the right thing (how is this a thing???) by, for example, getting vaccinated and/or continuing to wear a mask for the protection of themselves and others who are unable to be vaccinated or are immunocompromised.

With all the news of blockage of critical infrastructure and voting reform bills, cases of covid-19 and hospitalizations rising as some continue to dig in their heels on vaccination, and assorted other bits guaranteed to make you grind your teeth into oblivion, we need some positivity. Let’s make another foray to the light side.

G-Ma is just too adorable! Photo by Melissa Denny found on Good News Network.

👸 Stephanie Perkins of North Carolina threw her grandma, known as G-Ma, a 90th birthday party at Reynolda Gardens recently, according to the Good News Network, complete with a pink tutu, plastic crown, throne, cake and cookies with her face on them, and a custom T-shirt that said “It took me 90 years to look this good!”

Perkins said the family hadn’t been able to see G-Ma much during the quarantine and pandemic, and wanted to make her April birthday really special with a princess party.

G-Ma loved the party, photographer Melissa Denny said. “We had the best time, talking, laughing, dancing—G-Ma was a great sport and down for anything. What an amazing opportunity to spend time with a sweet, 90-year-old wonderful lady, making memories, and having fun celebrating her milestone birthday.”

If I make it to 90, I wouldn’t mind a princess party, but my tutu must be purple, please.

Twyanna Williams never stopped wishing she could get her diploma, and she finally did. Image found on Philadephia Inquirer.

👩🏾‍🎓 Twyanna Williams, 65, graduated, finally, from Philadelphia’s South Philadelphia High School earlier this month, through the city’s Educational Options Program. Even better, she graduated as valedictorian. She told “Today”: “I was so ecstatic and excited and couldn’t believe that I did that. I made it that far? I was really excited. It was exciting for me and I felt important. I felt special.”

Williams hopes to inspire others like her; she dropped out of school at 15 to get a job to help her mother, who was in the middle of a divorce. She later had two kids of her own, and spent her life working mostly low-level jobs at hospitals and hotels, according to the Philadelphia Inquirer. Now a retired grandmother of four, she took advantage of the education program during the pandemic to finally finish what she had started long ago.

“I would like for the whole world to know that it’s never too late to go back to school, no matter what age you drop out,” she said to “Today.” “It’s never too late. It is important. Education is very important.”

People like Williams inspire me every day to be better. Maybe I’ll actually get some gardening done this year. First I have to get the yard mowed.

Tilly couldn’t help the herding instinct. He just wasn’t all that good at it. Image found on ABC7.

🐶 Border collie-red heeler mix Tilly was ejected from the vehicle he was traveling in with his family in Idaho earlier this month when it collided with another vehicle, and the back window broke out. Tilly, mostly unharmed (in shock, for the most part), took off in the confusion, and the family and others searched for him in vain for hours; upon their return home, his family created a Facebook post to try to find him. The post eventually reached the California-based grandmother of sheep farmers less than a couple of miles from the accident site, reported the Idaho Spokesman-Review. Grandma told the brothers to keep an eye out for Tilly.

One of the farmers called for what he thought was his dog, but it was instead Tilly, trying to do what border collies do naturally. Tilly’s family said he tries to herd all the time at home, but with people. Tilly didn’t do so well with the sheep; some of them escaped a fence.

After two days away, Tilly was taken back home to get all the love and cuddles he could possibly want.

Having been around a border collie mix (and who knows what else), I can attest to the tendency to try to herd. It doesn’t work well with cranky cats. Pepper was lucky Luke liked her.

If you’re like me, I know exactly what song is in your head right now, and I’m not the least bit sorry. GIF found on imgur.

🎼 Those of us who wrestle with earworms on a daily basis may be getting help with our long-term memory, according to a study published online earlier this month in the Journal of Experimental Psychology: General. This study is “the first research to link two of the most common phenomena people experience with music—earworms (having a song stuck in your head) and music-evoked remembering,” reports Science Daily.

“Scientists have known for some time that music evokes autobiographical memories, and that those are among the emotional experiences with music that people cherish most,” said Petr Janata, University of California-Davis professor of psychology and co-author on the study.

“What hasn’t been understood to date is how those memories form in the first place and how they become so durable, such that just hearing a bit of a song can trigger vivid remembering.”

The research is ongoing, reports Science Daily, and the authors say they hope it “could eventually lead to the development of nonpharmaceutical, music-based interventions to help people suffering from dementia and other neurological disorders to better remember events, people and daily tasks.”

If I can just remember what I came in this room to get, I’ll be happy. While we’re waiting, how about I recite the lyrics for “Bohemian Rhapsody”? That I remember!

Best. Earworm. Ever.