Oh How I Wish

I try hard not to like Oprah. I mean, she really doesn't need me to like her. She has BILLIONS of dollars and BILLIONS of fans who adore her. She's got it all. So I just figure that her world can go on without me!

But since this is the "farewell season," I've decided to watch again. Dang! That woman can do good stuff for people. Money and power, connections and know how--you just can't dismiss the power of it.

She is sending her whole audience the first show to Australia for eight days with John Travolta as their pilot. They have quite the schedule planned for them that culminates at the Sidney Opera House. Do you know that that's my ultimate dream come true? (minus the John Travolta part)

A lady who lost her limbs to a flesh-eating disease was given a house that will be decorated by Nate Berkus (who has his own show because of Oprah) and Lowe's will retro-fit it for her handicap. A working mom had her three children's student loans paid off and her salary paid for a year. Brides got new Vera Wang dresses. Two pie makers had their pies featured in a froo froo catalogue of fancy food (that I've never heard of.)

My point--which I know is hard to catch from this--is that I'd like to be able to do that nice stuff for people. It would make you feel so good and so generous. I ponder that each of us has it better than some other person. We can volunteer and give and be charitable with our own time and assets. It just looks better when Ms O does it. It has some oomph when she gives!

Maybe I don't have a point. Maybe I'm just feeling especially inadequate today. (Like that doesn't happen every day...) I think I've overdosed on The Girl With...books. I'm into the last one and I've just run out of gas. I don't know if I can forge through the mess that is Lisbeth Salander's life. The girl needs a give away from Oprah or something. Her life is just too grim. She has NO FUN in her life!

And then there's Michael Grimm who just won America's Got Talent. He's on Ellen. He's an emotional story too.I'm glad he's won the million and the gig in Vegas. He's able to help his grandparents who lost everything in Katrina.

The world is a puzzling place. I'm blessed. I'm thankful for all I have. I get morose when I think of those who have so much less. I get morose when I realize the need in the world. Oh great! I just realized that this post doesn't really have a point. But I got some of my musings out.

Have a good weekend. It's still 106-109 degrees here. Where is that cool fall weather?