Did you ever have one of those blah days? If you haven't, how fortunate you are. I seldom have them, but today is ONE. Work just doesn't seem to cooperate with me. I do dishes for about 5 minutes, then rest, put clothes in the washer, then rest............what's wrong with me. I'm not tired. I sleep well at night. I'm free to do whatever I want to do (ok, that's not true), but I still can't get it going. I need a booster shot..............like someone calling to tell me that they are coming to stay a few days. Boy then would I get busy and clean this house. But please don't call............I'm not in the mood for company. I've lost my desire to cook or to even wipe off the organ that is covered in dust. If I went to work everyday, I would have an excuse, but I stay home and have time to do all these things.......... I. Just. Don't. Want. To. I'm not even in the mood to talk...............now there's a shocker for some of you. I always say the wrong thing anyway.
Now I'm talking Wichita Falls, not Niagiara (bummer!) Don was scheduled for an angiogram on his kidneys Thursday morning. I believed this to be a day surgery procedure, WRONG! His #'s were too high on his blood tests for them to be able to inject the dye for the tests. So, for 24 hours they ran fluids thru him to flush the kidneys. I found a nice place, Rathgeber House, just across the street(actually a block away) to stay and the hospital provided shuttle service to and from the hospital. How nice is that! So while he was just getting the fluids, Lacy came and picked me up and we went to Mall and to Target for a Starbucks. Yummy!! Jacob was such a good baby all the time we were out. Ok, now she took me to my nice room and I relaxed and watched TV. The place I stayed is sort of a hidden gem. You have to know about it and I wouldn't have, but some nice ladies I shared a table with in the waiting room told me about it. Thank you ladies from Henrietta and Jolly. The room was quite comfy. Next morning at 7:30 I was at the hospital thinking that Don would be first for the testing since he was already there. Well, finally at 2:00 PM they took him in to do their thing. Bad news, the nurse came out and said arteries were blocked and would have to put in stents and would be another hour or so. This was at 3:00. Hour or so my foot......they bro't him back to the room at 9:00 Pm. So I was in the hospital for 13 hours......13 HOURS. Waiting rooms are tiring, but I am a people watcher and entertained myself that way (I also read a book.."A little bit wicked" by Kristin Chenoweth). You know people and cell phones are really a pain. One man was on his and telling someone all about a family members surgery.........ALL about it. Another lady (loud talker) was just visiting with her friends and let me tell you I know everything about the day the high school kids in one Wichita school wore bandanas to school. Apparently that is not allowed. I know what the principal told the kids , how many parents he called and what he said and from what i got from her conversations, they got to wear them all day anyway. My care factor was in the negative. Then in the cafeteria (they really have good food) I began to watch the senior citizens come in and eat. Didja ever notice that all old people look alike, get around alike and the married ones look like each other.They all do the same things at the table, they all have on the same kind of clothes, and they all eat the same things. I am so glad I am not old. ok Now back to Don. I went to my room after he was ok and collapsed. I was so tired I never heard the thunder or saw the lightning.......never woke up. I was back at the hospital by 8:00 this morning and he was going to be dismissed, so I again called my shuttle service for one more ride back to Rathgeber house. I packed up my things and went back to get Don. I parked right by a sign that said "NO parking or leaving car unattended". I ignored that and went it. 30 minutes later we came out and my car was still there. PTL. See, this is an event for me since I don't get out much. It rained all the way from WF to Quanah. Home is the best place to be.
When I left the Rathgeber House, I took the little rock (wrapped in pretty fabric) with this poem attached. Maybe I was supposed to leave it, but I wanted it.
I'm your little prayer rock and this is what I'll do.
Just put me on your pillow 'til the day is through.
Then turn back the covers and climb into your bed, and whack!
Your little prayer rock will bump you on the head.
Then you will remember as the day is through.
To kneel and say your prayers as you intended to do.
Then when you are finished dump me on the floor.
I'll stay there through the nightime to give you help once more.
When you get up next morning, clunk! I stub your toe,
so that you will remember Your prayers before you go.
Put me back upon your pillow when your bed is made,
and your clever little prayer rock will continue in your aid.
Because your Heavenly Father cares and loves you so,
He wants you to remember to talk to Him, you know.
Since Little League has started, I wanted to post this poem. I'm sure most of you are familiar with it, but it is so true of peoples' behavior. Now realize that I know Little League is for girls, too, so let's let this apply to both boys and girls.
He stands at the plate with his heart pounding fast. The bases are loaded, the die has been cast. Mom and Dad cannot help him, he stands all alone. A hit at this moment would send the team home. The ball meets the plate, he swings and he misses. There's a groan from the crowd, with some boos and some hisses. A thoughtless voice cries, "Strike out the bum." Tears fill his eyes, the games's no longer fun. So open your heart and give him a break, For it's moments like this a man you can make. Please keep this in mind when you hear someone forget. He is just a little boy, and not a man yet.
Today is Mother's Day. What a glorious time for those of us who have been blessed with children. I have the most wonderful kids, most precious grands and fantastic great-grands. I ask myself daily why God chose me to bestow so many blessings on. Being a Mother is beyond explanation.
My prayer is that my kids will enjoy motherhood as much as I have. I hope they will realize that time doesn't slip away, it flies. You can't go back and and enjoy your kids, you have to do it while they are small and watch them grow. Memories are made every second of every day. Cherish them, all you young mothers out there. When you are old you can recall your memories and enjoy them all over again. When I see young mothers out somewhere with their children , I wonder if they realize how precious these moments are. I have heard mothers say to them, oh grow up.................that's exactly what they are doing..........don't rush it.
"Train up your children in the way they should go.........................and go there yourself once in a while?
Today I am posting a picture of my two friends taken in Dory Dugan's kitchen. Our sorority went down the 27th of February and had the grandest time. I love this picture of Diane Clifton and Barbara Currie. The both smile all the time, work soooooo hard and both of them could build a house if need be. Realize now that they will never see this as neither of them do computers.........don't even think they have one. This is a memory I will always cherish. We may lose all we have, but no one can take our memories.
Did you ever wonder why some people think that your beliefs, if different from theirs, are WRONG. I've run into several people who are very firm in their beliefs and won't give an inch to anyone elses. I believe in the Lord Jesus Christ and don't understand why some don't, but God gives us all a mind to decide. I have family members who are dyed in the wool democrats and some who are republicans. I see no need to get in an argument over religion or politics. Take your belief and let them have theirs. Some of my friends won't even look at a gay person. While I am against this lifestyle, I will not condemn them for this..............God is the only one in a position to judge. However if given the chance to tell a non-believer about Jesus Christ, I believe we should do this. As for political parties..........my opinion on that is that if you are a really good, Christian, moral person, then you have no business in high government and why would you run for President!!!!!! Have you seen how much they age while in office!
And another thing...............kids don't NEED everything they want. There will be a day, perhaps, when that ends and they will not cope well. I always wanted my kids and grandkids to work for what they have............so far they have worked. They don't realize that kids used to have to pick cotton, hoe cotton, and do all kinds of chores. Life is easier now in respect of chores and housework, and people are less content. They have more and enjoy it less.
I have gobs more complaints (or opinions) but I'd better stop here. This is probably going to offend some.
"The Lord gave us two ends-one to sit on and the other to think with. Success depends on which one we use the most." And since I'm sitting here, I'd best get up and get busy.
I am a mother, grandmother and great-grand mother. How much luckier can you get than that. Family means the world to me and comes second only to God. I enjoy getting to stay home, but also enjoy working at my shoe store some.