Tag: DeBorah Ann Palmer

Share Your World – February 27, 2017

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Share Your World – February 27, 2017

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February 27, 2017 Cee Neuner

black-or-green-olivesEver ran out of gas in your vehicle?

No. Never. When I was able to drive I always made sure that I had a full tank of gas.

Which are better: black or green olives?

Neither one. Olives are too salty and I cannot eat them. High Blood Pressure. Pass the grapes or blueberries instead.

If you were a great explorer, what would you explore?

Africa. For me it would be like going home since that is where my ancestors are from. Not so much explore as it would be a Pilgrimage. Return to the Motherland. Fortunately I’ve made many friends from Africa via Blogging so I will go to Africa some day.

Quotes List: At least three of your favorite quotes?

 

Habakkuk 2:2

King James Version (KJV)

2 And the Lord answered me, and said, Write the vision, and make it plain upon tables, that he may run that reads it.

Proverbs 4:7

King James Version (KJV)

7 Wisdom is the principal thing; therefore get wisdom: and with all thy getting get understanding.

And anything my parents used to say.  Here are three from my Dad Edward G. Palmer:

I complained because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet.

It is better to light one candle than to curse the darkness.

Get something in your head not just on your head.

And from my Mom Mable Palmer:

If you mess up. You clean up.

God don’t like Ugly.

What goes around comes around.

Optional Bonus question:  What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up? 

Grateful that today is my Birthday and God has allowed me to see another year of life. Happy to be 58!! Looking forward to my upcoming vacation starting Friday. Planning to spend time with my brother Stephen and relax.

 

 

 

Self Care Birthday Weekend 

On By dancingpalmtreesIn Blue Mascara, Celebrate Good Times, DeBorah, DeBorah Ann Palmer, Kool & The Gang - Celebration, Pedicure, Pedicure -- Foot Pampering, Self Care, Uncategorized31 Comments

 

This is what 58 looks like!

Digging the Blue mascara and my sculpted Afro!! Plus my Red Kissable Full Lips!! ♡♡ ☆☆

I shall refresh my Red Hair Color later and post more photos.  Also see below for some impromptu polls!

Muah! !

 

The Eyes have it!! Trying Out Blue Mascara. What do you folks out there think of my experiment?  Yay or Nay?

 

 

Throwback Photo from My 1970s Selves

Question for you Dear Readers, Subscribers and Followers. Which Afro do you prefer? My current Afro or the Afro I had in the late 1970s?  Let me know! Please!

 

Me and Dad
Stephen, Me & Daddy 1977
Deborah Ann Palmer U.S. Army 1977-1981

Pedicure — Foot Pampering

 

 

Kool & The Gang – Celebration

 

 

 

1959 ~~ A Very Good Year

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Top Songs of 1959

 

Best Music of 1959

1959 The Year that Changed Jazz

 

The year 1959

 

Wonder where my parents got inspiration for some of the corny outfits I had to wear during the 1960s.  Maybe from the below video? Gotta Love the Gingham dress!! At least it has some Red in it which was and still is one of my favorite colors. LOL!!

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Gigi Sets Fashion (1959}

 

My Dad had a Chevy Impala but it was from the 1960s. However since I am showcasing my Birth Year 1959 let’s see a Vintage car  from that year.

1959 Chevrolet Chevy Impala Convertible in Roman Red & Engine Start My Car Story with Lou Costabile

 

 

Review Of The Year 1959 (1959)

 

 

 

 

 

 

Birthday Baby

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https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/baby/#like-252430

The Baby in these photos will be 58 years old on Monday, February 27th!!  Happy Birthday to Me!  Pisces Rule!

 

Baby Me & Lamby Pie
Me and Stephen 1961
Little Me
DeBorah had a Little Lamb
1961- A Very Good Year

 

 

deborahannpalmer_1960s

 

 

The New Colossus by Emma Lazarus

On By dancingpalmtreesIn Edward G. Palmer, Edward Gordon Palmer, Edward Palmer, Great, Great Grandfather William Henry Halstead, The New Colossus BY EMMA LAZARUS, Uncategorized, William Henry Halstead7 Comments

 

That idiot moron psycho illegally occupying the Oval Office needs to remember this poem which is part of the Statue of Liberty. Many times when I have taken Circle Line and other local New York cruises around Manhattan I have passed by this Grand Lady holding her torch high to welcome people from ALL Races and Religions. Yes my ancestors were forcibly brought here but this is my home as it became the home of my ancestors who came to these shores dating back to the early 1800s. Though my family came here as slaves we distinguished ourselves and a good many of my family members including myself served in the Military to defend our homeland.

As much as white Christian Americans Love telling me to “Go Back to Africa” a place I’ve never been though I do intend to visit my ancestral homeland one day, America is my home. Here I will stay unless the homicidal maniac either deports me and Stephen or lines us up against his wall to be shot and killed.

 

“The New Colossus” is a sonnet that American poet Emma Lazarus (1849–1887) wrote in 1883 to raise money for the construction of the pedestal of the Statue of Liberty.[2] In 1903, the poem was engraved on a bronze plaque and mounted inside the pedestal’s lower level.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_New_Colossus

 

The New Colossus 

BY EMMA LAZARUS

 
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she
With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”