Friday, April 30, 2010
When it's hard to keep doing the right thing, when you really want to bop someone in the head or shake them till their teeth rattle...don't. Just count to 10 or 280, and keep your cool. Perhaps take a walk...preferable in a shopping area for maximum benefit!!!
When you want to eat the last cookie in the box, and it's your most favorite kind in the world, but you know someone who lives with you loves them as much as you do...go ahead and leave it and you eat Ritz instead. And, if you should need a chocolate milkshake to go with...not a problem. No calories will be counted because you were being magnanimous in the first place.
When you have made 2 trips to the drug store in the last day, and SOMEONE comes up to you and ever so kindly asks you to please take this other prescription to get it filled, and would you mind waiting because they need it in the next 2 hours, and it just happens to be right at 5:30, when the CVS is the busiest, so you can not drive through, you have to go inside, which means you'll have to put your bra back on...just smile sweetly and say, "I'll be glad to," and remember it is against the law to sit and wait at the pharmacy in the back of the CVS without downing a Diet Dr.Pepper and a Snicker Bar while you wait.
And, if you are feeling really sick, sick nigh unto death, and your kind "neat freak" spouse complains about the 4 pieces of Tupperware that are in the sink instead of being in the dishwasher or preferably washed by hand and put away...try to refrain from taking every piece of that 'Faux Tupperware' (which is really, really faux...not even Glad or Ziplock...but more Dollar General) and laying it gently on the floor and then taking your dainty foot and stomping every square inch of that wimpy plastic until it lies flat on the ground, never to be a square or rectangle again in this life...and then throwing it in the garbage can. And all the while spouse who started this whole scene, stares at you with mouth hanging open, eyes bugged out of the head, and brow furrowed. The next words that leave his lips are, "Are you out of your mind?" To which, the correct answer is, "Yes. Yes I am. So, if I were you, I'd be very afraid." But, say it with a smile on your lips....for full effect.
And, if you are able to do this..."Lo! You shall be rewarded! And GREAT shall be your reward. For you are indeed worthy." Truths from Tonja: Chapter !
I'm not bragging on me or anything like that...humble girl that I strive to be...
BUT! Look who came to stay with me AGAIN. THIS. MORNING! As you can easily see...He is indeed delighted!
HOWEVER, there was just one little problem. This very smart little boy (kin to me)is used to much visual stimulation. And due to the fact that he is either on his tummy or his back...there is not much to look at. When I hold him, he is very happy...even overjoyed...because he gets to look at me! But, even his Aunt Tonja can't hold his attention forever. So what's a resourceful aunt to do? Hmmmmm....
Well, when he sits in his carrier, it has a bar that toys hang from. Which excites him greatly! When he rides in his car seat in GiGi's car, there are toys tied everywhere for his amusement. But, at Aunt Tonja's house...there is nothing that hangs above his head for him to grab and teeth on and wad up and gnaw on. And, he obviously misses his toys because he doesn't tarry for very long on my face.
So, using what supplies I had on hand, I set about to build a playground for Master Bush. I needed something to hang toys from, and whatever I hung the toys from needed to be suspended overhead of baby boy. First, I found some old macrame cord. I used to be quite a good macrame knot tying artist. I made plant hangers for every post me or Mom or Joy ever had. And, they were fine ones, too. And, purses! Oh. My. Goodness. Purses of every color, shape, size that you could imagine! I gave them away, I sold them, I made them for everyone who even thought they wanted one. I even made a table. Yes, a table. A hanging table,but a sturdier table you could not find in all of the city.
But, I digress. I have not done macrame in about 20 years. However, for some reason, I have held on to this small amount of cording. Actually it's probably 10 yards. Now, how to SAFELY place this cording above the baby. I began tying the cord to the leg of my work table. Securing it, I moved to the next leg of the table...because I wanted to be sure JT couldn't pull the table over to him.!!??!!
OK. that was on one side of the baby, now to the other side of the baby, but safely overhead. There it was...the corner of the daybed! Perfect...higher than the baby...higher than the table, so there could be a nice dip in the middle...so the toys could be reached. OK..done! Looking good! UH OH...maybe the toys should have been strung onto the cord BEFORE it is tied into several double knots on the bed posts! OK...are you ready? Here is the the "SWINGING TOYS FOR BOYS" designed and manufactured by Auntmade.
Ignore, please, the condition of the room. There are several things out of place today and there will probably be several things out of place tomorrow, too! Notice the specialized cording tied to the table leg on Right, and the bed post on the Left.
LOOK! He's found it! He likes it!
Notice, please, that the 'specialized cording' is at a safe distance from his head.
Notice also that the toys are in the correct position for ease of playing.
Looks like it's working just fine!
It MUST BE NOTED here that at NO time during the use of the Swinging Toys for Boys was the child in question left alone. A responsible (!??!!) adult was there at all times!
Thursday, April 29, 2010
I had the joy of keeping John Thomas, Tara and Will's son and Joy and Tommy's grandson...but most importantly, MY GRAND NEPHEW ! We had so much fun playing and laughing and singing. Well, actually, we both did the playing and laughing (Don, too)....and I did the singing. He thought I was pretty good, too. At least he didn't cry. Actually, he got very still while I sang. Maybe because it reminded him of the angels singing. Or maybe he had just never heard anything quite like it.
Whatever! It was a 'joyful noise' anyway!
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
Saturday, April 24, 2010
PS...I made this for you........
I did my best............
Yes, I realize that one of the quotation marks is backwards........
I tried to correct it.........
It would not cooperate........
It wanted to go its own way........
I decided to let it.......
I can live with that.........
Life isn't always perfect.........
You just have to deal.......
There may be a sermon in there somewhere........
Friday, April 23, 2010
On Saturday, Don was busy in a meeting, and I had read all the magazines I brought, and there was nothing good on TV. So, I hopped on the bus...and went shopping! I did a little damage and called the bus to come and get me. (These are small vans that have seats down each side and across the back). When it got there, it was full, and I had to go to the seats across the back. We stopped and let all those folks out at the beach. And, I thought I was going to have a quiet ride back. BUT WAIT...THERE'S MORE! here comes a family of 8...not intending to miss this bus--no matter what! And, friends, it took me about 30 seconds to realize the 'crazies' had found me...and were riding on my bus! The door closed behind them...and off we went!
I do not condone the use of bad language, but, I thought you needed to hear ALL the things that were said on this strange ride in 'Desitin'. And, I really did get a degree in nursing.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Before you read any further in this post, go and get your lipstick. Get the one you use the most.
I'll wait !!! Really, I don't mind.......GO!!!
OK....here's mine. The one on the Left is a Cl*n*q*e lip gloss that I use occasionally. The other tube, on the Right, is my favorite. It is by M*C...the color is 'O'.
But, we are here to look at the shape your lipstick is in...and what that means to you. If your lipstick has:
A SHARPLY ANGLED CURVE...You're an upbeat, creative talker who loves to be the center of attention.
SLANTED TIP THAT CLOSELY RESEMBLES THE TUBE'S ORIGINAL SHAPE...You're thoughtful, conscientious and love to follow the rules.
SHARPLY ANGLED POINT...You're opinionated, full of energy, and a natural born leader.
ROUNDED, SMOOTH TIP...You're calm, easygoing, and a good listener.
This info is from the book 101 Makeover Minutes by Bennett. I have no idea if it is true or not. How could this be scientifically proved anyway? I mean, I am just not the same person everyday...are you? See, look at the two different tips. I am #1 and #2 ! So, this is shared with you only as a means of amusement.
Monday, April 19, 2010
Hold tightly to your friends...they will feel safe with you.
Be ready to share the good things in life.
Sometimes your best friends can be very different from you.
Cover your friend with kindness.
Always be ready to pose for pictures.
Hit the streets together in your most colorful outfits.
Even if he's stuffed, a friend can make the blues go away.
Sometimes,opposites make the very best friends of all!
Always be a soft place for your friend to land.
Hug your friends close to your heart.
Be willing to go to great lengths to help a buddy!
It's fun to go out dancing with a friend!
Above all...it's great fun to act silly with friends.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Johnny Jump-ups...planted in big beds...
...and a little orange gerbera thrown in...
And, Old Glory is peeking out between the columns...
A beautiful urn and flower bed filled with colorful pansies...
Loved the foliage on this tree against the grey-blue sky...
An absolutely gorgeous courtyard...immaculate!...
What is that I spy back behind those bushes?...
Let's get a little closer...
What a neat old fence...
And, notice how all the vine is all twisted around, and through the gate. Don't know what it is, but bet it's pretty when it's blooming...
Walking back to the hotel after breakfast, I watched an elderly couple meandering along in front of me. She had a bag full of something. She and I were talking about all the pretty flowers. She stopped walking and then she said to her hubby, "I don't see her...she's always here. I bet she thinks we forgot her."
Her hubby said, "Don't fret, dear. She always comes running when you call her. Did you call her?" "Well, no. No, I didn't," she said. "Well, my dear, why didn't you?" he asked. She stopped walking and looked at him and said, "I didn't call her because you forgot to remember that you needed to remember to tell me to call her."
And, he turned around and walked to her, took her hand, kissed it and said, "I'm sorry I failed you, dear. I won't let it happen again. Now, you call her and see what happens." He glanced over at me and said, "She's still sharp as a tack." She looked up at him and a thousand things showed themselves on her sweet face...and then she said, "I can't seem to remember her name. So, how can I call her?" "Think hard", he said. "You know...just think." She thought and it was if I could see the wheels turning...bringing up info for her to consider. She must be thinking of every name she ever knew. And, then...a smile slowly began to form. She had it!
"Ca-a-at! Cat! Cat!, she called. "Come on here to Mama. Cat, come on...I got your breakfast! Cat! Ca-a-at!" I wanted to help her call. I wanted to find a cat for her. I actually prayed that the Lord would find that cat and set it down in front of her. She called again and again. She started to get teary. Hubby looked over at her and said, "She's gonna come...just wait!" And, I sent another prayer to the Lord. I wanted to see a cat, even though cats are not very high on my list of things I like. But, right now, I wanted to see Cat very bad. And, then...from under a big group of bushes...out comes a cat! And, from the way her sweet face lit up...I knew it was THE cat. "Look," she said to Hubby, "I told you she was gonna come. I knew it! I knew it!" Hubby told her to come on down where there was shade before she began feeding her. There was a low wall, and she slowly sat down...and Hubby sat beside her. And, as I walked off, I looked back at them sitting there...a big smile on her face as she watched the cat. And, a bigger smile on Hubby's face as he watched his wife. He saw me looking, and gave me a wave...and then a big thumbs up!