---Alice Abrams

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

The MO SHOW! Funky Town...

Something Very Special~~~

Sunday morning I checked one of my e-mail accounts and found an e-mail from Nancy Liedel, at The Goat Rodeo , directing me to her blog for a review! I must admit I was very curious but knowing she was a friend of Miss Bee's, I didn't figure she'd be too terribly rough on me!

Wow! What a lovely surprise!!! I want to thank you personally, Nancy, for your kindness. Oh, I offered to take down the music and was threatened, so it stays!

"Sunday, Blog DayJuly 29th, 2007
I seem to be making the rounds of the people who are regulars on
Shipshape Gal’s blog (otherwise known as, Empress Bee). That’s because I go down a list on my, “blog’s to be read” list and her buddies are all at the top of the list. I found, Amazing Gracie’s blog, Echoes of Grace, on that list.
Gracie’s posts clearly show the life of a good woman who struggles with ordinary things. Just like we all do.
Her grandson is off to Navy boot camp and Gracie is bursting with pride, and concern. Her love for her grandchild, along with her obvious patriotism and her conflict of worry, all mingle into a genuine outpouring of emotion that tug at your heart. Gracie’s thoughts, at this time, are genuine and beautifully laid out in her carefully tended blog."
Gracie is a surprise at every turn. Just when you think you have her pinned into a neat little corner, she writes something that shows you the depth and complexity of her character and you’re fascinated, all over again.
Music does accompany her blog. Her music is beyond lovely, but it sucks my bandwidth more effectively than a Dyson sucks dog hair. I can’t have any other windows open when I’m looking at her site, or this piece of crap computer will slow to a dead crawl. Worth it, though. Like I said, the music is wonderful and peaceful, just like her Echos of Grace."

Monday, July 30, 2007

Deep Thoughts for Deep Days

This was one of those "rainy day" kind of days; introspective and weepy. The kind of day that will pass and be bright and sunny tomorrow but needs attention today. I found some quotes that were intriguing and pertain to a thought I was given by someone special: "Do Not Ever Let Anyone Steal Your Joy." It's a powerful statement because it contains truth. Once we relinquish our ability to be joyful in the present, we are allowing someone to have power over us. In order to remain in control of our lives we must not allow anyone to take our joy from us.

I worked for a woman who delighted in controlling everyone who worked under her and making us all joyless. I gave her permission to steal my joy and I was miserable for it. When I told her I had accepted a new position, she slammed back in her chair and said, "You didn't tell me you were interviewing!" I looked her square in the eye and said, "No, I didn't have to." POWER. Small bits and pieces, I know but I have always been so timid in the face of authority. I walked out of her office on a cloud. I wasn't rude or improper - I was honest! I remained in charge and it was a new feeling entirely!

Tools for living, they are just building blocks, but if we apply them properly, our journey is a lot easier.

Inner Journey*
Refuse to be a victim
"We focus on the negatives, losing ourselves in the ‘problem.’ We point to our unhappy circumstances to rationalize our negative feelings. This is the easy way out. It takes, after all, very little effort to feel victimized."
-- Elizabeth Kubler-Ross

Nothing and no one can make us a victim. We do it to ourselves when we allow external circumstances to hold power over us.
Although we have no control over what happens to us, we ALWAYS have a choice in how we respond. We hold our power when we accept complete responsibility for our thoughts, feelings and actions.

"A man may fall many times but he won't be a failure until he says someone pushed him."
-- Elmer G. Letterman

"The most potent weapon in the hands of the oppressor is the mind of the oppressed."
-- Steven Biko


Sunday, July 29, 2007

Manic Monday - Miss


I grew up on TV. It was a novelty, a brand new fad. Would it fly? Would it be a hit or a miss?
Skeptics didn't think it would last.

When "The Hit Parade" came along and we had the Top Forty list, a TV show became very popular in the UK, called "Juke Box Jury," hosted by David Jacobs, but it got it's start here in the US with Peter Potter. I remember hearing the catch phrase, "Will it be a hit or a miss?" as the celebrities would listen to a new single and rate it as a "hit," or "miss." Of course, like any other show, we at home would often disagree with them and that made it fun to watch!

Since I was unable to bring the UTube video over, I have the URL to the very popular theme song that accompanied the UK show, which coincidentally, was produced by Peter Potter (boy, I would've changed my name!). It was extremely popular at the time and reminds me a lot of something by the Ventures. Enjoy the 45's hurtling towards you!!!

The following paragraph is from "I LOVE 1960 TV."

I LOVE 1960 TV
Jukebox Jury - The show in which assorted celebrities rated new single releases a 'hit' or a 'miss' -
began on US Television in 1948 starring Hollywood DJ Peter Potter. It came to the UK in 1959, presented by David Jacobs, but only became a 'hit' itself in 1960. One of the highlights of the show's history was when The Beatles appeared on December 7th 1963. They rated songs by artists including Billy Fury, Elvis Presley and The Swinging Blue Jeans - all of which became hits.
On that night, seven of the Beatles' predictions were right and three were wrong.

To Everything There is a Season...

I debated whether or not to post this but I feel in my heart that I must. Our blogs all relate our ups and downs, the good and the bad, the funny and the sad. Most of us pour out our concerns here and find it a safe haven.

So many of us have health concerns and I am anxious about several of you. This concerns a family member that I feel the need to bring to your attention. He's my number one cousin's son. His name is Mike, he's 41, has a daughter in college and one in high school. He's been in the hospital now for several weeks, with one of those "mystery" diagnoses. If treated correctly in the beginning it's more than likely he wouldn't have had to be admitted, let alone where he is now.

For all of you praying folks, I would ask that you please remember Mike and his family in your prayers. I ask everyone to please keep him in your thoughts - he really needs all the help he can receive. He had surgery today and remains on a ventilator to oxygenate his blood. They expect him to remain in ICU for at least another week. He's in Georgetown University Hospital in D.C.

There's a moral to this story: stay on top of your medical care. Ask questions and don't be afraid of getting another opinion. And don't take antibiotics for every sore throat, cut and scrape. Some time when you really need them to work, they won't.

Sunday Blessings to You!

At Steven's send-off party, Hubman's grandkids were all part of the gang! You can tell that they're a really close knit group of kids. Emily idolizes Steven! I want to thank all of you for your well-wishes and prayers for him as he takes this huge step in his life. We so appreciate your support!!!
The Cousins
Steven and his dad, center; Nick and Emily left; Steven's sister, second from right; last but certainly not least, Hannah!

Friday, July 27, 2007

Friday Feast #153

Describe a toy you remember from your childhood.
The one that really stands out is a doll house my dad put together Christmas Eve, after I finally went to bed. While he and my mom were working on it, I woke up and wandered down the hall and caught them at it. My mom whispered to me that I was walking in my sleep and to go back to bed. I must have fallen for it, too!

It was a really neat doll house and had tons of little people and little furniture. He built it on a wooden platform with wheels so I could take it all around the house. Cool.

On a scale of 1 to 10 (with 10 being highest) how observant are you?
I'd like to think "very" since I like to paint and sketch! But as I get older I find more and more escapes me. I'm having to train myself to keep in the observant mode!
Where would you rather be at this very moment?
Does "anywhere but here" count? Come to think of it, that's a stupid answer! I could get zapped to Iran or North Korea, or Heaven help me, Iraq! Let's be more astute and say on the beach at Princeville in Kaua'i, Hawai'i.
When was the last time you learned something new?
Today. I'm working on my HTML skills - and it's a slow trip.

Fill in the blanks: I have SKILLS but I haven’t BEEN USING THEM.

Thursday, July 26, 2007

Our Own Hero...

Anchors Aweigh...
You may have noticed on the left sidebar, I've added a badge with the name "Steven" on it. This is Steven, who left Tuesday for Virginia to attend Navy boot camp. He's my husband's oldest grandson and he couldn't be prouder of him. Granted, along with that pride goes some trepidation but we're trusting God to be with our boy and keep him safe.

This is proud papa, Steve, and step-mom Jill.
And come September, Sarge...we're sending off a new Marine!

Another Propaganda Movie Coming Your Way...

"Hollywood is set to release anti-war propaganda in the fall. It's their thank you to our soldiers for putting their life on the line to protect our freedom to even diss the very people who continue to lose their life protecting it. They are about to turn our soldiers into killers without a future:"

To continue reading this very eye-opening film review, please click here:

Thursday Thirteen - Cars

Some people are freaks. And then there are car freaks. I think I fall into the second category!
Hubman and I've owned a lot of cars and had to sell some that we really loved. None of the photos here are the actual cars but I chose ones that were really representative. Here's my list:

1. I learned to drive on a '49 Plymouth. We called it the "Green Wienie," because of it's color! The real "wienie" never looked this good!!!

2. Would you believe I got my very first driver's license driving this boat? That included parallel parking and I did it the first time! The instructor knocked off three points of my total score because he said I swung too wide making a right turn. Well, yeah, I didn't want to wipe out the whole city block! (Isn't it funny how you can remember things like this? I got a 97% total score)
3. I drove this '62 Buick Skylark in high school and to work. It had an aluminum block engine and looked very innocent but it could take just about anything off the line. It had a neat little four speed and was hot to trot! It taught me how to throw a speed shift. It also gave me my first speeding ticket! (I've only had two!)
4. The first new car we owned after getting married was this one. I remember racing a Corvette on the freeway and backing off at 100 mph. Common sense kicked it, thank goodness!
5. When my mom passed away in 1992, she wanted me to have her '92 Cougar. Looks can be deceptive. It was a speedy little devil! My mom gave me me fondness for fast cars. She could drive circles around a lot of people... 6. The first hot rod hubman and I bought was a '32 five-window coupe. It was one of those garage affairs that wound up being "almost" perfect and made him pretty well decide against a another do-it-yourself job. It sure was gorgeous though...

7. If I ever get another classic car, I'd love to have another Mustang. I love the lines and the way it moves... Mine was blue.
8. One of my very favorites was this '51 MG TD. These guys weren't built for speed but for endurance! When you took it on the freeway it started doing the "shimmy, shimmy shake" at about 50 mph. But in the early evenings in the spring, it was always so much fun to go tooling about town with the top down. Mine was white.
9. One of hubman's favorites was this '56 Chevy Cameo Pickup. This is one we hated to see go! 10. At the time hubman and I married, I was the proud, yes - I say proud - owner of a Ford Pinto Station Wagon, the stuff jokes are made of! My first husband and I owned it less than six months when some old lady pulled out in front of me and almost totalled it! I had four kids in the car - no seat belts.

11. Back when we first got married, we had six kids every other weekend. The wise thing to do was buy a van!

12. Hubman has a '69 Chevy El Camino. His looks almost this good, except it's blue. The main draw back is that it doesn't have air conditioning!!! 13. We presently drive a Chrysler Sebring LXI. This is our third one - never even had them in the shop! Ours is midnight blue. Our second one was silver and the first was black.
We've actually had a few more but these are the ones with the most memories. I hope all you fellow car buffs enjoyed them. For those of you who could care less, I'll come up with something more universally interesting next week! Thanks for your patience...

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Wordless Wednesday

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

"The Mo Show"

Sports Rant

A-Block at Sing Sing Prison

What on earth is happening in the world of sports? We have steroids involved in just about every branch of sports, even in bicycling as evidenced in the Tour de France. The Olympics have been tainted with use of illegal drugs - even tampering with the sexes (as in the paperwork says female but the test says male!).
Now we have several dead wrestlers, and in one instance, family members; the NBA has a referee with possible Mafia ties accused of throwing games and gambling; Hank Aaron's home run record may be broken by Barry Bonds who may not be entitled to receive the honor; and an NFL player who has "allegedly" committed the evil horror of running a dog-fighting ring.
I'm not a sports fan but I'm not using this to jack-up sports. In fact, if anything, I mourn the passage of sports as they used to be. I remember my dad taking the family to the Yankee-Angel game for my brother. My dad could've cared less but my brother was a fan so to my dad, it became a big deal! Those were the days of the big guys: Mickey Mantle, Roger Maris, Joe Pepitone, Whitey Ford and Jim Bouten, to name a few. They weren't perfect but they kept their public persona clean enough that my dad could bring my brother to a double-header and not be ashamed of the players! I remember walking down to the player's area with a ball my for brother to have signed. He managed to get Joe Pepitone to sign it. They were nice guys, polite and friendly. They knew that these kids looked up to them - AND IT MATTERED.
I know enough of sports history to realize that all was not rosy. Babe Ruth was not a family man and Ty Cobb was a less than nice guy. But they weren't cheaters. It used to matter that you played by the rules. It doesn't seem to matter any more. A man's word counted for something. And these guys sure didn't play for multi-million dollar contracts!
I've had it with the gangsters, the thugs, the riff-raff, the gamblers, the cheats - those that denigrate their sport. Our kids are learning a lot. They're learning the exact opposite of what sports originally taught them. Watched "Sand Lot" lately?
I hope the team owners get hold of the situation and fast. All of you sports enthusiasts need to let the franchises know that you will not support a team who condones, by their silence, a man who finds sport in the fighting of dogs to the death and then viciously and cruelly executes the losers. He doesn't deserve the opportunity and honor of earning $40,000,000 (I believe that's correct) over a certain number of years. Someone much more deserving should be chosen to take his place, vile piece of scum that he is!

Monday, July 23, 2007

Manic Monday - Wind

The wind swirled the leaves gently at her feet, then began spiraling up her legs, tossing her silky skirt upwards towards the sky. Quickly, she smoothed her skirt with both of her hands in the front while the back swished madly. Her hair flew in all directions, circling wildly around her tanned oval face. She made an effort to control her long ebony hair but it was impossible to manage her hair and her wind-tossed skirt at the same time. Her long, curvy legs were on full display and there was nothing she could do except grab at her skirt and hold on!

It was at this moment she knew the wind wasn't named Mariah after all.

Friday, July 20, 2007

Photo Hunt - Tiny

I'm sorry the quality isn't better but this is the only "tiny" photo I have on hand. This is my granddaughter and the family baby, Chico. He's not much bigger than this, full grown...

Thursday, July 19, 2007

Friday Feast

On a scale of 1 to 10 (with 10 being highest) how much do enjoy watching sports on television?
Oh, let's say about a minus 10!

If you could completely memorize any one work of fiction, which one would you pick?
"Book of Virtues," edited by William Bennet

What is your favorite breakfast food?
I have a protein shake every morning but my very favorite is eggs over easy with hashed brown potatoes, fresh biscuits and gravy!

Main Course
Name something fun you can do for less than $10.00.
Buy a book, rent a DVD, buy an ice cream sundae, go to the mall - windowshop - and buy a dessert and coffee! There are still lots of options.

How long does it usually take you to fall asleep?
A lot longer in the summer than in the winter! I've always had a difficult time with the sandman.

The Moaning Meme - Sounds Erotic!

Sarge Charlie tagged me with this one - he said I'd be nice! He, he, he... I only show him my good side; he hasn't seen my "dark side." Be prepared, Sarge!

4 things that should go into room 101 and be removed from the face of the earth:
Things? Can it be a person? I'm thinking Osama and that little runt in Iran. And throw Putin and Kim in, too.

3 things people do that make you want to shake them violently:
People who are rude and crude on the blogs - you know who you are - and incite anger intentionally, then use people's blogrolls to tell tales and try to steal readership. This is about as juvenille as it gets, folks!

People who bully others - I have no use for a bully.

I cannot abide liars! Tell the truth or keep your yap shut!

2 things you find yourself moaning about:
Politicians on both sides of the aisles but in particular Kennedy, Reid and Pelosi. Most of 'em suck!

This has got to be the longest political race in the history of mankind! I'm already sick of it and am getting sicker by the moment as each side tries to muddy the other. ACK!!!!

1 thing the above answers tell you about yourself:
Maybe that I have an opinion or two and I will stick up for the underdog? I dunno...
Link to the original meme at so
people know what it's all about! Be as honest as possible, This is about letting
people get to know the real you! Try not to insult anyone - unless they really
deserve it or are very, very ugly! Post these rules at the end of every meme.
I will tag the following:

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Wordless Wednesday

UPDATE: I found this little guy on Yahoo News. He was born with the heart shape on his side. He is such a cutie...I'm glad you all liked him!!!

The Mo Show !!!

Be sure to catch THE MO SHOW this week! You don't
have to be a cat owner to join in the fun!!!
The fun will beprovided for you!
(Katie says "hello" to Jazper!)

What? Me Worry?

Anyone my age knows the Mad Magazine icon, "Alfred E. Neuman," and his "What? Me Worry?" tagline. I have said the words so many times, so nonchalantly, like my buddy Alfred E., but inside my gut was churning. Our minds are so powerful! They control every aspect of who, how, and what we are. To some degree, they can even control certain illnesses and their intensity.

Doctors have proven that a mind full of negativity and worry creates stress, which creates cortisol and damages our bodies. It can bring about depression and other emotional problems.

So why do we worry? A lot of it's based on our basic personalities - do we see the glass as half- full or half-empty? I'm a half-full type of gal mentally, but my body says half-empty! Another aspect is the physical as in someone like myself, who is predisposed to depression.

***I had to stop typing this because of the aura I'm getting due to the onset of a migraine. I've taken my meds and will try to continue but it will probably not go in the direction I wanted...

I used to laugh at my hubman's mom because she worried nonstop about us. If we were going to see my mom, she asked that we call and let her know we arrived safely because the L.A. traffic worried her. Inevitably, we'd forget to call in the hubbub of arriving and she'd be on the phone before we knew it. I always felt bad but down deep, I thought it was a bit much. Well, guess who's doing the worrying now? What goes 'round does indeed, come 'round! My daughter and her sons travel a lot and when I don't hear from her when she's on the road, I really worry! I'm sure my dear MIL is somewhere saying, "See?" And it serves me right!

But my worrying for my daughter's safety isn't going to make her safer. Case in point: My first husband and I were married in 1965 and he stayed just ahead of deferment for the draft. I would lay in bed at night, unable to sleep because I knew he'd be drafted and die in Viet Nam. He did die young, but only a few blocks from our house in a car accident! Unnecessary worry like that takes it toll on you body and your emotions. I have had panic attacks, migraines, IBS, anxiety, lower immunity to disease, etc. I've tried to reverse the damage that I've done but it's a rough road and one involving exercise, my old nemesis. But it's "fixable," for the most part.

Today, I have heard from dear people that I love and care about that are in places in their lives that they'd rather not be. I worry about them. That's okay - that's empathy; that is concern that creates long prayers lists! This gives us an opportunity to at least feel that I'm being productive in some way, whether or not one believes in prayer, as I do. It gives you a focused activity and an outlet for the worry and anger. It's all of the non-productive anger and worry that creates all of those negatives in the darkrooms of our minds.

To all of you special people who are carrying burdens right now, you know I love you and am thinking about you continually. Whether it's money, relationships, illness or strife, please try to find a productive way to deal with it. Do as I say, not as I do!

Things in this life are never simple, but Worry often gives a small thing a big shadow. ~Swedish Proverb

Sunday, July 15, 2007

Manic Monday - Marble

I am a "hobby" painter and I'll never make it into the Louvre (a craft show, maybe!). I've used many mediums: watercolor, pastel, acrylic and oil. I understand how these mediums work and create art, whether on canvas or wood. I can understand using clay to shape a bowl or a pot. But using marble to create a masterpiece such as The Pieta or Michelangelo's David, is beyond my ken. I do not understand how you can shape stone with tools into such lifelike dimensions. So, when Morgen said "Marble" was the word for today, that was the second thing that leaped into my brain. The first? The most obvious!!! The marbles I have been looking for, since they have obviously escaped from my noggin!!!

- Michelangelo's David -
In Autumn 1504 the Florentines witnessed an exceptional event: after four days travelling round the city, transported with the care and attention normally reserved for great events, inside a wooden cage running on greased beams, Michelangelo's David finally reached its destination, the Piazza della Signoria - and was immediately celebrated as one of the greatest masterpieces of the Renaissance.
The statue was first intended to be displayed in the Cathedral, but was then felt to be of so great merit as to deserve a more important position.
Chronicles tell us of the immense surprise and marvel that the Florentines showed as it was uncovered. 'It took the voice away from statues both ancient and modern', wrote Vasari, author of a famous biography of the artist. Such a superb work had never been seen before either in Florence or elsewhere, with its manifest expression of awareness of power.
The Florentines, who called it Michelangelo's "giant", considered it the most explicit example of the spirit of the New Republic that had chased the Medici from Florence in 1494. When he created his David, Michelangelo was not even thirty, but had already produced works of great value such as the Tondo Doni which can be found in the Uffizi today. His David was so successful that he was called back to Rome by the Pope himself, Giulio II, for whom he would then paint the famous Sistine Chapel.
The Florence where Michelangelo was born was already the city of art and trade that we know of as the driving centre of the period of cultural rebirth that we call the Renaissance. It had known artists like Giotto, Masaccio and Donatello, but it was in Michelangelo, and naturally Leonardo da Vinci, that Florence saw the incomparable genius that could best represent its cultural supremacy.
Michelangelo took three years to finish his David. This great work would confirm him as even more than just Florence's greatest sculptor. What the Florentines saw that day in 1504, was a masterpiece with no equal. A giant almost four and a half meters high and the only large nude sculpted after ancient times, as no-one had previously dared to challenge the Greek and Roman masterpieces. But though it does remind us of ancient models, the David sculpture is daringly anti-classical. Its position, though expressing perfect balance, alludes at movement, with its left heel raised off the ground. The attitude is strong, arrogant and, above all, filled with inner life like no other similar classical statue. Behind the apparent equilibrium, his David represses strong energy and tension.
Michelangelo then does something of genius: he doesn't show us David after Goliath's defeat, triumphant over the giant's head, as in typical iconography, but at an unspecified moment, perhaps just after his victory. Michelangelo does not want to portray the action, but rather the possibility to carry it out and he prefers to show David's strength in power more than in the evidence of historical narration. Strength is expressed in the exceptional vitality of his challenging look, below those frowning eyebrows and in the muscular tension shown by his meticulous design of anatomical parts.
Michelangelo also uses an ingenious technique, giving authority to his characters through lack of proportion for some parts: the hands, knotted and extremely beautiful, the face which with the neck is bigger than half the chest. It is in the hands and face that the virtues of universal man are to be found, in other words, physical strength and the intellectual reasoning of man. The entire work represents, in this sense, a perfect synthesis of the Florentine Renaissance.
On display in the city's most important square and in front of the seat of its government, the David by Michelangelo often risked serious damage. In 1872 they decided to move it into the Academy Gallery, into a specially designed room where it can still be seen today, while it was only in 1910 that a copy was to be placed on its original site in Piazza della Signoria.
Artist, architect, scholar, but most of all Michelangelo considered himself a sculptor: and it is in the sculptor's action of hitting marble with a chisel in an effort to draw his primary idea, the universal concept out of matter, that his incomparable genius can be found and the reason why, as Vasari said, 'his fame will live on gloriously, despite death'.

Tagged with a Goodie!

My buddy, Bee, tagged me with a goodie! She said it was 'cause she knew I'd do a good job with! You talk about pressure!!! Well, I did have fun coming up with the answers, so Empress Bee, this one's for you!

Let's see what's in there: well, it looks like a whole bunch of stuff in someone else's fridge! I guess I'd better go check out mine!
1. Diet Pepsi - Strawberries & Cream
2. Orowheat Oatnut bread
3. Leftover potato salad that needs to go bye-bye
4. Chocolate Soy milk
5. Grated Monterey Jack cheese


1. All of our extra bed linen and pillows
2. Most of my extra candles and candleholders
3. Hubman's golf clubs
4. Boxes of books (even after giving many away, selling at the yard sale, I do not have enough book shelves!!!
5. All of our luggage

*For those of you who don't know me, it's true: I give names to my purses and backpacks.
*For those of you who do know me, you'll realize that I wouldn't be caught dead with either one of these as I am rather conservative and my current bag is a black leather, east/west profile that I spent way too much on when I was working...

1. My huge wallet that is full of nickles and quarters - about four bucks worth.
2. Starbucks "After Coffee" mints
3. Lipgloss
4. My "migraine kit," containing extra-strength Tylenol and my migraine meds.
5. My Sonitrol card to get into my building that I forgot to turn in. Ooops!


1. Bunches of CD's, some of which are mine; most are hubman's since he now drives our Chrsyler Sebring to work. He leaves his '69 El Camino home because it doesn't have air conditioning! Can you blame him?
2. A towel for the seats - so you don't get a "hot seat" when you sit down!
3. Maps for California, Los Angeles Freeways and Tehachapi
4. Registration and insurance papers, as required by CA law
5. A small trash container

Hillary Rodham Clinton as President.
Oops! I misread that! I thought it said 5 Things You'll Die if You See"
I'm cheating here - I want to go back to Princeville, Kaua'i in Hawai'i
I'd love to see Tahiti

The Great Barrier Reef

British Columbia - Anywhere! I'd love to see Vancouver and Banff.I'd love to see a real mermaid - they are real, aren't they???