Friday, September 9, 2011
Thursday, September 8, 2011
He really wants to blog but won't admit it.
When I shared with my husband that I had a blog spot he kinda snorted as if to say....what next? I think he may have read a couple or two of my post but that's no big deal. I've discovered that I receive a few moments of satisfaction as I type my thoughts and memories down. The very thought that someone far away could easily stumble upon my page is pretty gratifying for me. Honestly, the first few post drove me crazy because I kept going to my stats to check and see if any one had read anything or posted a comment. Now it doesn't matter much to me. I'm kinda committed to this thing now.
Anyway, every now and again while sharing my day with my husband he'll interrupt me and say,"you should blog about this". As if I need help trying to decide what to blog about. See, what he doesn't get is that I have endless blog moments all stored up in my head and I need to let them out.
It didn't dawn on me until yesterday that my husband wants to blog but he can't because that would be too much like......I told him so......but for the record if he ever does I did tell him so.
Anyway, every now and again while sharing my day with my husband he'll interrupt me and say,"you should blog about this". As if I need help trying to decide what to blog about. See, what he doesn't get is that I have endless blog moments all stored up in my head and I need to let them out.
It didn't dawn on me until yesterday that my husband wants to blog but he can't because that would be too much like......I told him so......but for the record if he ever does I did tell him so.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Which comes first, baby or grandma?
I spent some time grocery shopping with my mother on today. I'm always glad to be in her presence. I enjoy making her smile and keeping her company. Even though we call one another 4 to 5 times a day it always seems as if I've forgotten to mention something and when we're together we talk as if we've not spoken at all at any point through out the day. She really is a delight for me.
Though I know her quite well she sometimes amazes me with her actions. Lately it seems that grocery shopping brings the best out of her. Lat month when we shopped together she became loud and obnoxious with the bagging boy because he chose not to use her Fresh Idea Card....for those of you who aren't familiar with this card, it's a card that can be used in the store for discounts. I didn't say he didn't use a card, he just didn't use her card. She was moving a little too slow so he though he'd help her move a little quicker by swiping a card that he carried from a string around his next. She hadn't noticed him swiping so when she'd looked up from searching her purse she handed him her card. He thanked her but explained nicely that he'd already used his own. I was one lane over and could both see and hear everything. I could already tell this wasn't going to go well. she placed her hands on her hips and tilted her head down in order to look at him closely over the top of her glasses. "Why did you do that", she asked. He tried answering in a polite tone but there was no tone polite enough for a mistake this sever. " I just wanted to help you and keep you from looking for your card", the boy says. Most people would have thanked him and went on but not dear sweet mother. She frantically started looking around for me and called me by my nickname. I honestly tried to ignore her but to ignore her was like walking in front of a freight train. She called my name over and over as if I were the police and would come to her rescue. "I'm right here ma", I said in a nice calm voice. "What's the matter", as if I didn't know. "WHY THIS BOY JUST JUST SWIPED HIS CARD AND DIDN'T ASK ME IF I HAD MY OWN! HE CANT DO THAT CAN'T DO THAT CAN HE"? After taking a deep breath and trying to figure out if I'm mad, embarrassed, or tickled I say, "uh huh". I don't think she liked my answer because she poked her lips out, grabbed her cart and headed to the doors with an attitude. The clerk whispered to me, "did I do something wrong". "Well yeah, you kinda did. You can't treat most senior citizens like babies even though they may act like one at times", I told him.When I joined her outside she had already fired up a cigarette and was smoking like a chimney. I tried to act as if nothing had happened by looking over my receipt and commenting on the weather. she was short with her responses but forced herself to respond. She knew she had just showed out. She finished her cigarette while I loaded her grocery. When she finished she climbed into the car with a stiff look on her face. All the while home I pretty much carried out a one man conversation. I imaged she must have had a few words that she wanted to share but she was to darn mad to let them out. I smiled on the inside. She was really funny to look at. She did a better job at pouting than her 6yr. old granddaughter. I helped her out with her grocery and bid her fare well but all she had to say to me was,"BYE"!
When I got home and had finished putting my groceries away the phone rang. It was my mother. "What are you doing", she ask? I smiled and told her nothing. She then went on to say,"did you notice how crowded the store was on today"? I smiled and chuckled to myself. I guessed she was tired of pouting.
Note to self: You will someday become your mother. You will not try and top this experience shared on today!
When I got home and had finished putting my groceries away the phone rang. It was my mother. "What are you doing", she ask? I smiled and told her nothing. She then went on to say,"did you notice how crowded the store was on today"? I smiled and chuckled to myself. I guessed she was tired of pouting.
Note to self: You will someday become your mother. You will not try and top this experience shared on today!
Monday, September 5, 2011
What am I suppose to be doing?
I just spent an hour or so visiting other blog sites. It's amazing how diverse people are. I went from quilting bloggers, to cat lover bloggers, to homeschooling bloggers, to photography bloggers....whew! I'm all blogged out. I must admit I'm starting to wonder if I'm suppose to be doing something other than what my everyday life consists of? Let's see, I could take up that belly dancing class that I've been contemplating about and then I could blog about that or, I could return back to school and study in a field that would bring me joy (?). I'm sure I would have less time but I would have to blog about that. I just don't know!
Anybody got any great ideas for a 41 yr. old, wife of 19 yrs. and mother of 4 daughters to do with her......3 1/2 hrs. that she has left in a day?
Anybody got any great ideas for a 41 yr. old, wife of 19 yrs. and mother of 4 daughters to do with her......3 1/2 hrs. that she has left in a day?
1-800 #'s and Private calls!
Listen you 1- 800 # people and especially you private call people, today is Labor Day!. I'm choosing not to do anything. If I answer your calls this would require me to work. I'd have to get up off my sofa, press buttons and pull out my calendar to make payment and/or arrangements. Listen. No! Leave me alone!.....now that I'm thinking about it ....why are you working? You should have this day off as well.
......and why I'm at it, don't call my home using your automated system to ask me if I'm the person whom you were trying to contact and if I am to please stay on the line. I'm never going to stay on the line! Also, don't call me with hostility in your voice. I'm not easily intimidated and this prolongs what should be a smooth and short conversation. Lastly, if you get a hold of me, don't have me to address you as Mr. or Mrs. and then feel it to be okay for you to call me by my first name. I mean, are you serious! I don't even know you like that...
........ugh! My phone is ringing.....I'm not answering it.......I don't anyone who lives In Colorado!
Have a relaxing Labor Day everyone!
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Week End News
Just in case you stumbled upon my blog spot unintentionally let me be the first to admit that I'm not a person of celebrity status are anything of this nature. In fact, I'm far from that type of person. However, I've been known to gather the attention of people in my own little quirky way. Like for instance, I was the person who yelled out while on the city bus, "Oh my god! Look at that lady, she has her dress caught in her underwear"! When the entire group of people on the bus desperately tried to gesture to her to tell her to pull her dress down the lady smiled and waved back at us all. There was also that one time that I decide in high school that I'd turn my first ever cartwheel in front of the cheer leading judges to try and impress them. Well, needless to say, I still haven't really turned my first ever cartwheel but was allowed on the team for trying so hard. Oh, then there was the time that I confronted a man in the mall about staring at my brother (maybe I'll choose to tell this story another day). When he called me out my name (little girl) I yelled and caused a huge crowd to gather. This embarrassed the man and caused him to leave. Little old ladies and the mall security came and comforted me afterwards. Hum, now that I look back over things I really deserve to be on t.v. I'm not talking about the local news because I've done the news thing a few times or more. I mean, I need to be on the big screen with my name in lights.
Once, I thought that I had made it when I had the chance to audition for Who Wants To Be A Millionaire? I lugged a huge metal tool chest around for a whole day as I waited in a line with other people who for some reason thought that they'd have as much a chance as me. I entertained so many people on that day that people both bought me drinks and fed me. Inside my chest was a brick, butter knife, twine and duct tape......I don't want to say why......I'm sure this will be a great story to tell on another day. Anyway, the person that interviewed me laughed hysterically and has never called me as of yet. Now that I type these words I'm feeling empty. I gave these people some of my best stuff and they gave me nothing. I still keep my fingers crossed. Who knows maybe they'll call me someday. It's only been five yrs. ago!
I had every intention to say something about my weekend but well stuff happens for a reason. Maybe tomorrow? After all, this is a three day week end. come visit with me on tomorrow I'd love to keep you company.
Once, I thought that I had made it when I had the chance to audition for Who Wants To Be A Millionaire? I lugged a huge metal tool chest around for a whole day as I waited in a line with other people who for some reason thought that they'd have as much a chance as me. I entertained so many people on that day that people both bought me drinks and fed me. Inside my chest was a brick, butter knife, twine and duct tape......I don't want to say why......I'm sure this will be a great story to tell on another day. Anyway, the person that interviewed me laughed hysterically and has never called me as of yet. Now that I type these words I'm feeling empty. I gave these people some of my best stuff and they gave me nothing. I still keep my fingers crossed. Who knows maybe they'll call me someday. It's only been five yrs. ago!
I had every intention to say something about my weekend but well stuff happens for a reason. Maybe tomorrow? After all, this is a three day week end. come visit with me on tomorrow I'd love to keep you company.
Friday, September 2, 2011
I sold my blessings for 97 cents at Walmart!
All week I've been fasting and praying for a particular area in my life. With good intentions and sober thoughts I've gone to God in prayer. All week God has blessed me to see things differently. Through these blessings, in spite of a long week my attitude has been great. I've felt more connected to God this week than I have in a long while. Even my bible study time has been different. I've found myself yearning for God's presence and his word. All seemed to be going well until.....
After a night of back-to-school night for my oldest daughter I found out that she was losing points in a class because she didn't have all the supplies that she needed for all her classes. I told her that after leaving the school that I'd stop pass the local Walmart and pick her supplies up. I had only taken a small amount of money with me and had other items that needed to be purchased. I wasn't expecting the things that she needed to cost as much as they did so I was put in a pretty tight spot. In one basket I had those things that I had deemed as important and in the other basket were those things that were necessary for her. I didn't have enough money to cover everything. I began talking to God and asking him to help me figure things out....I believe that God hears even my faintest cries.
I'd taken more time in the store than I should have because I was determined that I was going to get every item on my list. After searching the same isle several times and counting what I had and comparing it to what I needed I was convinced that it wasn't going to happen. I was just a few dollars short. I didn't doubt for one second that God didn't or wouldn't answer my prayer I just decided that I'd help him in the process. One of the items that I wanted cost 97 cents but it didn't have enough of what I wanted in it's packaging. The same product that carried more in its packaging cost almost three times more and I simply didn't have it. However, on a shelf right next to all this stuff lied a package of the 97 cent item in a bulk package that one of the employees hadn't opened before placing on the shelf. I picked that package up and headed to the self-check in the store. When I scanned the price of the product it read 97 cents. I knew very well that the price should have been multiplied by 24 (the number of items that were in the package). I kinda sorta asked God for forgiveness because I knew I was about to steal. I'd even planned on going through the self check out to make sure that the correct bar code would be scanned but they were all closed. I even became a little upset but took my chances at allowing the cashier to ring my items up.
In the line that I'd chosen, stood an older lady who had some items to ring up for a price that she'd felt was incorrect and this caused the cashier to have to leave her register and run to the back of the building to do run a price check (remember I'm in Walmart). Others became impatient and didn't have any problems expressing it. All the while I'm feeling guilty and wishing that the item not ring up correctly. I'd even rehearsed in my head how I'd apologize and act as if I didn't know.
When the cashier returned others behind me were mad and she was tired. I was pitifully and patiently waiting to do something that I already had began to regret. It was then my turn. She began sliding my items down the belt and ringing them up one by one. I still had time to stop her but.......beep....... "thank you ma'am your total is"........the item had rang up for the 97 cents after all.
All the way home I apologized to God but he never spoke back to me. It was pretty late when I arrived home so I placed the items on the counter in a way that my daughter would find them in the morning for school. I could hear her the next morning commenting on how many of the same items that I'd purchased. I said nothing. What I'd done made me feel so bad and ashamed that I skipped a morning prayer session that I had arranged and kept with ease all week with God. When I reached my designated time for fasting and praying I began my prayer with words of forgiveness. "Lord, I'm sorry. As usual, I allowed my old ways to interfere with my new. Yes. God I trust you to supply all my needs yet, I continue to do things on my own. I believe you Lord to be all that you say that you are but God today I pray my my unbelief"......
God is not in the business of taking back. I felt as if I'd sold a weeks worth of his blessings for 97 cents.
I know to some this is too much word for such a little sin but I know that in God's eyes all sins are great. When you (and you will) stumble along your journey on earth don't make yourself distant from God. Your going to need him when you decide that you want to get back up!
Mark 9:24
Proverbs 3:5-6
Mathew 7:7-11 and/or Luke 11:9-13
Romans 7: 14-25
After a night of back-to-school night for my oldest daughter I found out that she was losing points in a class because she didn't have all the supplies that she needed for all her classes. I told her that after leaving the school that I'd stop pass the local Walmart and pick her supplies up. I had only taken a small amount of money with me and had other items that needed to be purchased. I wasn't expecting the things that she needed to cost as much as they did so I was put in a pretty tight spot. In one basket I had those things that I had deemed as important and in the other basket were those things that were necessary for her. I didn't have enough money to cover everything. I began talking to God and asking him to help me figure things out....I believe that God hears even my faintest cries.
I'd taken more time in the store than I should have because I was determined that I was going to get every item on my list. After searching the same isle several times and counting what I had and comparing it to what I needed I was convinced that it wasn't going to happen. I was just a few dollars short. I didn't doubt for one second that God didn't or wouldn't answer my prayer I just decided that I'd help him in the process. One of the items that I wanted cost 97 cents but it didn't have enough of what I wanted in it's packaging. The same product that carried more in its packaging cost almost three times more and I simply didn't have it. However, on a shelf right next to all this stuff lied a package of the 97 cent item in a bulk package that one of the employees hadn't opened before placing on the shelf. I picked that package up and headed to the self-check in the store. When I scanned the price of the product it read 97 cents. I knew very well that the price should have been multiplied by 24 (the number of items that were in the package). I kinda sorta asked God for forgiveness because I knew I was about to steal. I'd even planned on going through the self check out to make sure that the correct bar code would be scanned but they were all closed. I even became a little upset but took my chances at allowing the cashier to ring my items up.
In the line that I'd chosen, stood an older lady who had some items to ring up for a price that she'd felt was incorrect and this caused the cashier to have to leave her register and run to the back of the building to do run a price check (remember I'm in Walmart). Others became impatient and didn't have any problems expressing it. All the while I'm feeling guilty and wishing that the item not ring up correctly. I'd even rehearsed in my head how I'd apologize and act as if I didn't know.
When the cashier returned others behind me were mad and she was tired. I was pitifully and patiently waiting to do something that I already had began to regret. It was then my turn. She began sliding my items down the belt and ringing them up one by one. I still had time to stop her but.......beep....... "thank you ma'am your total is"........the item had rang up for the 97 cents after all.
All the way home I apologized to God but he never spoke back to me. It was pretty late when I arrived home so I placed the items on the counter in a way that my daughter would find them in the morning for school. I could hear her the next morning commenting on how many of the same items that I'd purchased. I said nothing. What I'd done made me feel so bad and ashamed that I skipped a morning prayer session that I had arranged and kept with ease all week with God. When I reached my designated time for fasting and praying I began my prayer with words of forgiveness. "Lord, I'm sorry. As usual, I allowed my old ways to interfere with my new. Yes. God I trust you to supply all my needs yet, I continue to do things on my own. I believe you Lord to be all that you say that you are but God today I pray my my unbelief"......
God is not in the business of taking back. I felt as if I'd sold a weeks worth of his blessings for 97 cents.
I know to some this is too much word for such a little sin but I know that in God's eyes all sins are great. When you (and you will) stumble along your journey on earth don't make yourself distant from God. Your going to need him when you decide that you want to get back up!
Mark 9:24
Proverbs 3:5-6
Mathew 7:7-11 and/or Luke 11:9-13
Romans 7: 14-25
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