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The 4th of July is tomorrow and wanted to wish everyone a very Happy 4th of July. I wanted to share a beautiful video that will bring tear to your eyes, especially if you are a dog lover. Have a wonderful weekend celebrating with your friends and family.

“Daddy, I hate school and I am never getting a job!”

Below is True story from my friend Joe, who lives out in San Antonio."

Blessings,
Carlos
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True story.. I could not believe my 14 year old daughter said this to me!

"Dad" she said, " I hate school" and " I am never getting a job!"

Wow.. not something that any father enjoys hearing, but I must admit
I was not surprised either.. 🙁

So I said in a sarcastic way… "So Liv, tell me exactly why you HATE school?"
I had a good little snicker on my face but what she said totally threw me off my feet!

"Dad.. today was the last day of school and one of my teachers approached
me and said that school was so very important because it was the stepping stone
for preparing me to have a great job in the workforce!"

So I said to my daughter "Yes she is right, it is important." But what she said to me
next was extremely shocking and profound!

"If school is preparing me for a job, then I hate school, Dad, I don't want a job
I want to be exactly like you and mom! Every time I ask my friends to do something
they can't because their mom or dad are busy at work."

She went on to say…

" I love the freedom you and mom have, I love all the things you do for me, you are
at my track meets, you drop me off at school, you pick me up, you and mom are
ALWAYS there for me!"

My jaw dropped and I thought to myself "WOW" I had no clue that my daughter
recognized all this, I thought she took it for granted like any teenager does..

Finally.. she said "Dad, I don't want a job, I want a business!"

"Just like you and mom, I want to have the freedom to do what I want to do when
I want to do it"

Can you imagine.. a 14 year old seeing the vision of freedom?

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Summer Rush

It's been a busy few weeks with the end of school and beginning of summerall you parents probably totally understand where I am coming from in regards to time.


A couple weeks ago just before the end of the school. One of the big accomplishment we are proud of Andrew for was his final push to get straight A's for his Spring semester of his Junior yearHe wanted a 4.0.

 

Originally he didn't think it would happenand he did itHe pulled out the last week of school.

We then watched our daughter Bella graduate from Kindergarten and now is a 1st grader. It was the cutest thing watching them get their "magic hugs" from their school teacher that turned them into a 1st grader.

With the end schoolwe got Andrew off to the first of his many trips this summer. His first stop was The United States Naval Academy Summer Seminar programHe left for Annapolis, Maryland on June 14 and spent 7 days experiencing life as a Midshipman. The goal of the program is for them to experience life as midshipman and to see if that would be a place they would like to attend school and become a Naval Officer after graduation.

We didn't get to communicate while they where at the Academy, but where able to see photos on Facebook. We got to see a couple of pictures of Andrew and they put up this great action shot of him running in formation:

 

Andrew Samaniego running in formation at the United States Naval Academy Summer Seminar
Andrew Samaniego running in formation at the United States Naval Academy Summer Seminar



Andrew loved the Naval Academy and said that is where he wants to go to collegehe knows it will be touch, but he is ready for the challenge.

Andrew got home on June 20th from Annapolis and then 8 hours later we got him to American Legion post in Redlands to take his 8 hour bus drive with 60+ other boys selected to American Legion Boy State Program. He will be there until the end of June.

Here are a few pictures we got before boarding the on the bus to Sacramento




Now it's time to let Andrew handle business

Now we will be spending some time helping Bella reach her goal of becoming an Author/Illustrator.

Oh yeah, you haven't heard she has been working on her first book for the over yearIt should happen later this year watch for details at BellaSamaniego.com. I have a post on how Bella did on her test hikeWe did this hike to determine if she will be joining us on our 25+ mile in Yosemite National Park later this summerIt was truly amazing what she accomplished.

If you like to see what Andrew is upvisit him at AndrewSamaniego.com
 

Until Next Time
Carlos

 

In Memory of James Gandolfini

This morning I read the tragic news of the untimely passing a 
great actor, James Gandolfini. I like many of you just knew of
him through his acting
, and he was truly a brilliant artist.

I received this email below from Author/Writer Neil Strauss and
wanted to share this email with you about his memory James Gandolfini.

All rights and credits for email belong to Neil Strauss (https://www.neilstrauss.com)

IN Memory of James Gandolfini

An hour ago, I received an email from a mutual friend that

James Gandolfini had passed away.



Like everyone else who both knew him and didn't, my reaction

was shock and sadness.



"I go to dinner parties and everyone expects me to be Tony

Soprano," he said when we first met. "But I'm nothing like him."



I think a lot of people didn't know the real "Jim Gandolfini."

And in the few times I met with him, I got to know a man who was

gruff and curmudgeonly on the exterior, but on the inside had one

of the biggest hearts, sharpest minds, and most tender souls of

anyone I'd ever met.



He was also one of the most self-deprecating people I'd ever

encountered, almost to a fault.



And he taught me more about screenwriting than I've learned

from anyone else.



I'm sharing this email with all of you in the spirit of

those first words he shared with me–as a way of helping and

hoping people remember James Gandolfini and not just Tony Soprano

in the media deluge that is beginning.



I'd first met Gandolfini at a hotel in New York, at a meeting set

up by Jared Leto, who was producing a TV drama called Roadies that

I was writing.



In the end, Gandolfini agreed to produce and star in the show. But

on one condition: "As long as I'm not having too much sex. I'm too

old to be doing that shit."



He wasn't even fifty at the time, and was brimming with

intensity and vitality, yet would often list his complaints:

"My neck's fucked up. When I get on the elliptical, my back hurts.

When I get on the treadmill, my knees hurt."



His presence was intimidating. He carried solitude with him

like a ball and chain. He spoke in few words and always directly

–and he expected the same from everyone he met. What I admired

most about him was his brutal honesty. It was never a secret what

he was thinking. And he was always right–except about one thing,

himself.



"Everyone I've lived with, I've literally driven crazy," he

told me one day in Santa Monica. "I shouldn't have stayed

around. I'm demanding and I'm a perfectionist."



Yet even as he said those words, it was clear that he was

loved far more than he gave himself credit for.



The moment that I remember the most is when he was talking

over lunch one day about a woman who was one of the loves of

his life. However, in the end, he chose a stripper over her.

He ended up beating some guy up over the stripper  and was

being hunted down by the guy's friends–and moved to Los Angeles

just to keep from being killed.



As he talked about that decision and how she passed away

afterward, his face reddened and tears started dripping out of

his eyes. It's humbling to see a man like that cry. It was clearly

a regret he's lived with every day.



"If you had to go back, and you were that age, would you choose

the stripper again?" I asked him.



"Yes," he replied. "She was hot."



One of his other biggest loves was this country. "Americans

are good people: it's a great country," he always said. "It's

just the government that's fucked up."



In no particular order, her are some my favorite lessons he

taught me on writing for television:



*The less direct communication, the better.



*Have the characters lie about things, even if it's just

about being late; have conversations that don't go anywhere;

have people who don't say anything and just take things in.



*Never explain anything: the audience should always be

catching up with you.



*Keep it in reality: stock to a straight narrative. Avoid

things like montages over music and voiceovers when possible.



*And his best piece of advice, which I should have heeded

more closely: "Don't let the network push us around or take us

off track or threaten the realness and creativity. Make the show

what we want–interesting, funny, and smart–and if no one likes

it, we make another one. But no matter what, it should be the

show we want and believe in."



And that's another thing I admired about him: His incredible

integrity. He always felt that his acting success was an

accident, yet was ridiculously talented and steadfastly

dedicated to television and film as a medium of art making

a statement on life, religion, politics, society, and the

inner and outer struggles of living in this world today. (He

was intensely critical of television shows that he felt

were light and shallow, which was just about everything

on the air.)



In several of the scenes Gandolfini suggested for the show,

there was always a common theme: Finding a larger peace amidst

the everyday chaos of working to survive.



"Let's put in a scene," he said at one of our last meetings,

"where everyone wakes up and the bus is stopped. And the roadies

are standing outside and looking at the sunset in the Mojave

Desert." He paused and went there in his mind, and a half-

smile spread across his face. "Sometimes people just need quiet

and space–and the feeling of being free."



So wherever he is now, I take solace in the fact that he is

free.



For those of us here, besides the loss of a great man, it's

also a cultural tragedy: As an actor, Gandolfini had still

only scratched the surface of the depth and greatness of his

talent. And even that sliver is more than most actors can hope

to achieve in their lifetimes.



Condolences to his wife, his children, his managers, his

collaborators, and all those who knew and loved him.

Thoughts Attract Things

 

Thoughts Attract Things
 
Prosperity
 

 

AS I APPRECIATE MY GOOD, IT EXPANDS.

Magnets attract metal. When one holds a magnet over a collection of items, only those with metallic properties will move toward it. The same is true of my thoughts. Whatever I am thinking about attracts thoughts and ideas with similar properties.

The universe abundantly meets my every need. When my mind and heart are filled with gratitude, I realize my good. I thank God for loving relationships, for the ongoing renewal of my mind and body, and for the seemingly miraculous ways in which my needs are continually met.

The joy and gratitude I share bless everyone around me. As I appreciate my good, it expands.

 

God is able to provide you with every blessing in abundance.—2 Corinthians 9:8
 
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