Saturday, December 8, 2012

Quick Change Artist Here!

Part One: Written to be shared a few minutes after I get it written...

I would really like to have you to read the rest of this blog-entry in order to get all of the details, but this is the short-form message:

Please visit my Epinions profile page by going here:

More details are offered below: 

Indiana weather seems to be always changing--as in even the forecast seems to change from almost one moment to the next.

So, what could possibly change more than Indiana weather?

How about Indiana AJ (yours truly) changing her profile page (with this being especially true during the Christmas season, as there are so many decorations available with which to work)!?!

Having said that, I wanted to let you know that I'm going to be making a change at around eleven tonight (my time, which is the same as Eastern time) and will be leaving it up until sometime tomorrow when I'm going to be making another change.

While, even then, I'm keeping one most important Christmas decoration up in the form of my profile picture, the changes for tonight and tomorrow will have other themes besides Christmas.

Below, find transportation to my Epinions profile page.

Please visit often in order to see all of the changes--plus a lot of new writings that I'll be adding.

Part Two:  Stay tuned for it...

Where Part Two will be going...

Friday, November 9, 2012

How Do We Treat
Our Golden Treasures

This is my precious mother
Lillian Ainsley (nee: Jobe) Phillips.
She's the one who inspired me to create this page.

At this time, I'm fighting a very challenging battle:  Making sure that the wishes of my 90 year old mother will be respected. 

She isn't asking for much--just the right to continue keeping her home as her main residence and according to her terms instead of the terms of people who either don't know her history or else, in spite of knowing it, have chosen not to give her the respect that she richly deserves.  

She has nothing against going to a nursing home for the purpose of rehabilitation, but she has made it very clear that she doesn't want to trade her life on our farm on the south side of Anderson where she has lived since early 1954 for permanent residence in a small space that will never really belong to her where she will live out the rest of her life in a way that's convenient for her caretakers.

For those who are interested, this growing blog-entry will introduce you to one sweet, beautiful, and amazing lady (as well as to others who are part of her life, including *yours truly* her daughter).

In order to follow her story, just click on the growing number of hyperlinks just below this introduction...

She's Always Been There For Me--Now, It's My Turn To Be There For Her...

Dan Scaggs And I Seem To Be On The Same Page--Re: This Issue, Anyway...

To be continued...

One more thing of note: The graphic at the bottom of this page symbolizes a very special part of her growing-up years in Cunot, Indiana:  a daisy field on the family farm...

Tuesday, September 11, 2012


September 11, 2001 showed the human race both at our worst and at our best...Let us not forget...<3

At this point, I would like to share some supplemental reading in the form of two links and a story I wrote several years ago that is printed out below that will be followed by a meaningful video.

The first story (called Memories Of Mohamed) was one that I had written shortly after 9-11 in the form of a review of Gone With The Wind.

The next story is called Tea For One, and it was written by a very special young lady from England.  

I came upon it when I went to her portfolio over at to look for a journal that she had been keeping.  

I'm not sure whether or not she's still keeping the journal but keeping it on a private setting or whether she simply gave up on writing it.  

I know that she was feeling a bit on the discouraged side re: how much good her writings were doing the last time I wrote to her several years ago.

It was around this time that I was starting to experience some health and financial problems that distracted me from being online as much as I once had been--which is why I lost track of this friend for awhile.

As many of you know, I'm now in the process of setting things up to make it easier to travel here and there in Cyberspace in spite of distractions that are still going on in my life.

One place to go is called Where To Find Me...

I hope that, after reading Tea For One, that you will check out more of the visible items in her portfolio.

On this note, let's continue while reflecting on how the decisions we make have the potential to keep history from repeating itself when it comes to acts of terror...

The Choir On The Hill
Ainsley Jo Phillips

When I volunteered at the Fountain Square Girls' Club in the spring of 1976 as part of a class requirement, I would occasionally bring my "adopted" kid brother, Mark, along with me.
My girls were all simply crazy about him--especially, when he brought out his "gee-tahr" and led them in singalongs.

The next time I would come in without him, they would ask me when I was going to bring Mark back with me.

At the end of one week, we were going to have a Mother/Daughter pitch-in dinner, and everyone was excited about it.

We formed different groups, and the group I led was in charge of drawing a mural on a huge piece of paper for the purpose of hanging it on one of the walls. This mural would represent Girls' Club.

I created an assortment of life-sized little girls to go on the mural, which would be an outdoor scene while my girls made flowers, trees, birds, etc to go in the picture.

All at once, one of them looked at one of the girls I'd drawn and got a scowl on her face!

"I'm not gonna work on a picture with Black girls in it!"

My girl pictures included an assortment of girls of many shapes, sizes, hair & eye coloring, and races.

It was then that I noticed that the group in charge of the mural was 100% Caucasean, even though that branch of the club also had a few Black girls--and I knew that clubs all over had a whole rainbow assortment of little girls.

This girl seemed to be somewhat of a leader, because she had managed to convince the other girls that this was a bad mural to take part in.

So I asked her what she had against Black girls, and found out--as I had suspected I would--that an older relative (e.g. parent, grandparent, older sibling, etc.) had told her that Black people were bad.

I asked them if they liked Mark--knowing what the answer would be: an immediate chorus of asking when he was going to be coming back to the club again.

"Do you realize that, if we all lived in Belfast, Ireland, we'd be trying to blow Mark up and he'd be trying to blow us up instead of our being friends?"

They looked amazed and couldn't imagine something like that happening.

I explained that, since we were Protestants and he was a Catholic, we would be at war with each other if we lived in that part of Ireland. . ."but, here in the United States, we all get along."

I concluded by saying that Black people weren't bad people any more than Catholics were, and that the only reason some people believed this is because someone started stories like that which weren't true.''

It wasn't long before we were all back to being busy on the mural again, and nothing else was said against Black people.

That fall, I went to Ball State University to begin taking courses towards getting my Master's in English--and, eventually, I hoped, a PhD, as well.

However, I had gotten off on very bad footing with the first instructor I'd taken a class from.

One evening, I'd gotten enough of her snippy, condescending attitude towards me and had gotten up and walked out shortly after class had begun. It was a choice of either getting out of there and getting some fresh air or else showing her and the rest of the class what I'd had to eat that day.

I walked over to the library and saw a group of good-looking male students there who were a little older than I was and decided to get their advice, explaining that I didn't want to get the instructor in trouble, as she seemed like a very good teacher, but that the two of us just had a personality clash for some reason. However, I didn't want to end up with a failing grade on my record, either.

The guys were very comforting and told me that what I was experiencing was commonplace and that nobody was going to get fired. They advised me to call my student advisor and tell him the problem. So I did--and he told me the same thing.

He asked me if I would like to drop the class--and I told him that I thought that I would go ahead and stick it out, as long as I wouldn't end up getting a failing grade. The next day, I would confront the instructor and tell her that I'd really like to stay in her class but didn't want to hang around just to end up getting an F for the course. I ended up getting a C.

Anyway, that night, I went back to the guys after talking to the advisor and told them that everything was going to be okay.

I exchanged addresses and phone numbers with one of them who had invited me to drop by and see him sometime. After I had completed the last session of the class, my dad picked me up, and we went to the apartment of that one student. He wasn't in but his roomie was, and we hit if off right away.

Soon, this guy became a regular visitor to our house, and we enjoyed sitting around drinking tea and discussing our different cultures, as he was here from another country where he had been a middle-school social-studies teacher.

He loved looking at our Christmas lights, was excited about getting to watch Gone With The Wind for the first time, and absolutely adored those old Jerry Lewis and Dean Martin movies.

One evening, we were in the family room with Mark (who was staying with my folks and me) watching TV when a beautiful commercial came on.

"I love this commercial!" Mark said, softly. And Mohamed (my new friend from Saudi Arabia) and I agreed.

One Catholic, one Protestant, and one Moslem sat watching as the choir of young people stood on a hillside singing, "I'D LIKE TO TEACH THE WORLD TO SING!" while passing candlelight on and on and on and on until the entire hill glowed and twinkled like a giant Christmas tree!


Saturday, September 8, 2012

What A Wonderful World!!!

Monthly Musings

Each month, I'm going to be writing a blog-entry that will be a kind of updating of my life.  They will go here as I write them...

September 2012

October 2012

November 2012

December 2012

January 2013

February 2013

March 2013

April 2013

May 2013

June 2013

July 2013

August 2013

September 2013

October 2013

November 2013

December 2013

More months to follow...

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

It's A Train!
It's A Plane!
Nope! It's Just My Book...

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

As many of you know, I've been writing a book for what, likely, seems like forever.  I'm happy to report that I'm now working on Chapter Eight.

This is one of the longer chapters in the book (which will end up containing twelve chapters), so I'll be writing on it for awhile.

However, that won't mean that I won't be saying anything else until I finish it, because quite the opposite will be true.

First off, you might have reached this page by coming from here.  The hyperlink I've just created will open a window to it in case you want to return--or will take you there for the first time in case you haven't seen it yet.

To make a long story short, I was hoping to have my book "out there" by or before the end of October or the first part of November after I did a private gift-giving of it before exposing it to the general public.

However, that can't be at this time, as the private presentation would be costing me money that I now need to keep back for other more pressing needs.

Besides that, I'm not really enough up-to-snuff healthwise to do the presentation as I'd like to.

Perhaps, I will have to end up choosing what's more important:  getting the book out there pdq or making the presentations before doing so, but that isn't even an issue at the time.

The issue at this time is trying to survive and take care of some non-related-to-my-book challenges.

One thing I'm thinking of doing is limiting this blog-entry to about two more progress reports before re-directing to a separate blog that will be for the purpose of continuing to trace the progress of this book (even after it's out there), talk about new books I'll be writing, etc.

Saturday, September 8, 2012

At this time, I'm creating a blog that will be my journal about book writing.  Once I get it ready for viewing, I'll be writing about it here.

That will, likely, be later on today--or tomorrow at the latest.

I think you'll really like it.

Anyway, a very busy day awaits me, so I need to sign off for now...

Saturday, September 8, 2012 (Later)

When clicking this will open a window to my book-related diary, you'll know that I've moved over there.

I'm still working on the place but wanted to go ahead and open it up.

It's getting close to eleven at night, and I wanted to take some time out to eat and watch the movie, Puppy Love, on The Hallmark Channel, but I plan on returning to working on things for awhile after that...

Seeing You In September...

Once more, it's September--hard to believe, as the year has gone by so quickly!

Before getting on to the new business, I would like to go over some old business first.

For starters, I would like for you to read my tribute to Charlene Daugherty, if you haven't already.  Even if you have, go ahead and read it again by going here, making sure to click on the hyperlinks you find there in order to be taken to more information.

If you would like to be taken to profile pages of various places I hang out, you can find a growing list of them by going here.

In order to get to whatever is the most current entry made in my AJville blog, go here.

One more item in old business before going on to new business:

Some of what you might find here will be repeats of the old business I've just shared, but there are some other things contained within, so I hope you'll check it out--if nothing more than to look at the adorable octopus...

And, having said that, on to new business!!!

At this point in time (September 5, 2012), I've finally gotten around to writing the first Epinion I have in a long time.

The title of it is:

A Series Of Hurricanes

It's a kind of modern-day Psalm that has been inspired by some challenges that have been affecting my mom, myself, and various others.

Perhaps, you have also been going through your own version of what has been described in this piece of writing and/or know someone else who has.

Hopefully, this Psalm will bless and comfort you and yours...

Be sure to check back at Epinions, as I have plans to become very active there once more and am already working on more pieces of writing.

Be sure to check out my profile page there (which is on the list of profile pages mentioned earlier in this blog-entry), as I do what I can to keep it fresh, so it changes its appearance often.  

I'll be keeping up the happy apples background all through September but will be changing other parts of it at least two or three times this month, so be watching.  

Right at the moment, I have a "look" to it that suggests the transition from summer into autumn (or, at least, summer into September).

In order to be able to have cash-style ammo to get through some of the aforementioned hurricanes, I'm having to be careful re: what I spend on things like books.

However, that doesn't mean that I haven't bought any--and that, before long, I'm hoping to review those books at places such as Amazon,, Epinions, etc.

The book I'm currently reading now is called Denied, and it's the final book in a trilogy called The Health Club Mysteries written by Dr. Michael Rushnak.

As for my own book, there will be a slight delay in when it comes out the way that things look now.

There are a lot of legitimate reasons for the delay, which I'll be explaining in this blog-entry once I have the chance to get A ROUND TUIT.

For now, I'm going to begin to explain it a little bit at a time--which means that you will be able to click on the "this blog-entry" hyperlink and find a work-in-progress (which will become a finished product once my book is "out there.").

Actually, I think that what I'll end up doing is to make the blog-entry a finished product but one that will, eventually, link to an ongoing work-in-progress (but that will be better explained by reading the September 5 report).

Anyway, I need to get on with my day, so I'm going to sign off for now...

Sunday, August 19, 2012

Charlene Elizabeth Daugherty
A Beautiful Lady
Who Lived Her Dash Well!

"Dear God,
Please watch over my Georgie.
Guide him, guard him, and care for him. Most of all, watch over him, and keep him safe. Help him to do the best he can do. Bless him and love him always. from Georgie's Mother."

George Daugherty is, without a doubt, a celebrity!  Just looking at the information you'll come to upon clicking his hyperlinked name will tell you that!

Yet, George--now a resident of San Francisco who has traveled all over the world conducting orchestras (and has done so much more than even that)--is still, in so many ways, a hometown boy from Pendleton, Indiana USA.

He has come back here as often as he can to visit family and friends, and he stays in touch on Facebook.

He has been especially devoted to his widowed mother.  Back when she was in better health, he would often take her with him as he traveled the globe, and there were few, if any, times that he wasn't back in time to help her to decorate for Christmas--especially, hanging lights on the big tree in the yard of their State Street home where he grew up and where his mother had her private kindergarten.

In 2010, he returned to Pendleton to--with a lot of help from family and friends--throw a big, wonderful celebration in honor of his mother who turned 90 on August 29.  This took place in their back yard--which contained a wonderful birthday present for her:  the construction of walkways to enable her to be wheeled around out there so that she could continue to enjoy many more areas in her back yard!

By now, Charlene Daugherty had to have 24 hour care, but George had made sure that this could be done without her having to give up the home she had loved for so long.

Fame and fortune offers many opportunities, but it has its limits.

There isn't enough money in the entire world to pay death to take an endless holiday, and that's because our spirits are only housed for awhile in temporary bodies that will, eventually, wear out.

The good news is that our spirits will live forever!!!  The bad news is that the people we leave behind will have to go through the pain of missing us in the way that they were used to experiencing us.

I read something that George wrote as a Facebook status on August 12:

"I always get a little teary eyed when the Olympic torch is extinguished."

At that time, he had no idea that he would be receiving a phone call on August 14 that would have him on the next available flight back to Chicago followed by a four hour drive to St. John's Medical Center in Anderson where his beloved mother was now in Critical Care.

He stayed with her there until that time when he held her in his arms the night of August 15 during the final moments before her spirit left her body at or around 8:15 p.m.

Charlene Elizabeth Daugherty had fought a good fight and had run a good race.  Now, the Olympics were over, and her spirit passed her baton to those left behind so that they could carry on the positive differences she made during her Dash.

After his mother had passed, George drove to Pendleton to stay in the family home for awhile to rest and remember.  At one point, he found himself going through a drawer in her room--which is where he came across the prayer that she had written.  He had been told by one of her caretakers that she had always looked out the window each morning and had recited that prayer.  Now, he had come across a copy of it that had been included in some letters she had written several years ago to be opened during this time.  Just when he needed it the most, Charlene had reached back to him from Eternity to comfort her "Georgie" once more!  

Click HERE to learn more about Charlene Daugherty and how to honor her memory!

Upon clicking the above link, you'll find out more about her life (through her obituary that includes a beautiful picture of her, as well), plus details of George's plan to keep what she stood for and the positive differences she made alive in this realm indefinitely...

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

All God's Creatures Great And Small...

Just wanted to share an e-mail from a friend in order to share some of  her dreams and projects with you...

I have some great news!  Tonight when I was reading an article on Yahoo News, I discovered a Cafe Press ad promoting their t-shirts and low and behold, one of the t-shirts is one of mine from my Patches' Pet Pals Shoppe.  That means international advertising for free!  Yipppee! 
I also finally finished the promo for Patches' Pet Pals so I'm including the article I wrote so you can pass it along to others.  I'm so excited about all of this! 
Here's the article, talk to you later...
Be Part Of A Dream
Have you or someone you know ever had an animal that was ill or injured and you didn’t have the funds to pay for medical treatment?  Several years ago I had an idea to help animals in need of medical treatment.  It is so painful to love an animal and have to watch them suffer, die or give them up because you don’t have the money to pay for medical treatment.   I’ve spoken to numerous people over the years who have been through this and it breaks my heart every time. These are not irresponsible people.  They just can’t afford the vet bills.  
I came up with the idea for Patches’ Pet Pals to do something about this.  My plan is to create low cost vet clinics and vet vans around the country.  In addition I will be starting a fund called Patches’ Pet Partners to allow people to donate to supplement fees for surgeries, medicine, flea treatment, treatment for broken bones, etc., for those unable to afford it.  We will also help with pet food in cases of people who have fallen on hard times and need help temporarily.
Right now, I have an opportunity to purchase a boarding kennel that would allow me to establish the first of these clinics and vet vans.  The challenge is funding and time.  I don’t want to start off in debt by getting a loan and the kennel could sell before I have the chance to find other funding.  So, I want to ask animal lovers around the country to be part of my dream and help by donating $1 or more depending on what you are able to do to help the animals.  
Who knows, you or a friend may even need us one day to help your animal. If you are willing to be part of my dream, please go to <> to find out how to help. You can donate through PayPal through the email address on the “Contact Us” page or you can use a credit card through the PayPal donate button at the bottom of the “How To Help” page.
You can also help by going to my online store, and buying something there. 
In addition to donating, would you please share the Patches’ Pet Pals and Patches’ Pet Pals Shoppe links <> and on your Facebook and Twitter pages and any place else on the internet.  Please tell friends and family.  I need all the help I can get. Thank you in advance!

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Monday, August 13, 2012

Discussions Galore!!!

After not being active there for many months, I'm back to creating and joining discussions at myLot.  This is a place where one can not only start and join discussions but will, also, be paid for participating.  Since some of my older discussions have actually become dated, I've decided to begin this list with my first discussion in a long time that took place on August13, 2012.

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Sunday, August 12, 2012

Positivity Toolbox
The Name Speaks For Itself

Do check this amazing place out
by clicking on the
hyperlink of its name

You won't be disappointed!!!

Saturday, August 11, 2012

Pass The Catch-Up, Please!

In A Multi-tasking Mood
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As you can see by going here to read an earlier entry I made in my blog here at AJville, it has been a challenging time for both my mom and me, but--with the help of God, family, and friends--we have managed to survive quite well!

Now, if you have already read this entry and want to get to AJville's homepage to read the latest blog-entry, just click here.

As for this entry, it's about playing a little bit of catch-up and getting more connected and organized out here in Cyberspace.  This will, likely, be helping me at least as much as helping you.

For starters, let's go here.  This will connect you to a kind of soap opera of progress reports on my playing catch-up that will, likely, be running for the next several months.  Not to worry!  They won't be boring--not 100% boring, anyway.  In fact, they might even prove to be interesting reading and will, as I've already indicated, certainly be a big help to me in my own navigation.

Instead of going on and on and on, I'm going to share a great, little parody of an oldie but goodie from Three Dog Night that will give you one really neat answer to the question:  "What can you do for fun!?!"

Click on the following link to find ways to...  Find Me!!!

Another Day. . .Another Cool Project

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

!!!Time Out!!!

It would be a gross understatement to say that it has been a very challenging last several months in many more ways than one or two.  I think we're coming out of the woods now but still have a ways to go, so I hope you don't mind if I gradually get this place up and operating again.  For now, I just wanted to let you know that I'm still alive and kicking {albeit kicking more like a wimp than a Rockette}.  My mom turned 90 on April 6 and is still surviving to tell about it. We've been blessed with a lot of wonderful angels who have been helping us out.  Hopefully, I'll be adding to my book again and getting it published sometime this year.  I'll let you know about recent and upcoming renovations being done here in my house. For one thing, I now have a new pump and some work done on my well so that I won't be going for weeks without running water.  Also, I now have a hospital bed.  I have now moved a lot of my life into my living room, including my computer equipment.  Chair set-up still needs some tweaking so that I can stand up after being seated while working/playing online.  Next project will be having some renovating done on my bathroom.  That's about it for now.  At this time, I'm jammed into a kind of awkward position where it's going to be a bear standing up.  But I'll stand up when I get my next sign of a second wind.  Please keep both my mom and me in your prayers, as we definitely need them...