Thursday, October 1, 2015

What The What??

I know I saw this at least once a month, but today is the first day of a new month??? How did that happen??? Where did last month go??? Why have I not lost the 739 pounds that I should have lost by now? How can it be (fill in name of month here) already?

Well, whether I am ready or not, it is officially October. Here's what I know about October ...
  • Pumpkin cheesecake will soon be on the menu at Cheesecake Factory
  • Fall started last month
  • Daylight Savings Time starts (or ends) next month
  • Today is Julie Andrew's birthday
  • I hate Halloween
  • I have no half-marathons this month
  • I should actually train for a half marathon this month
  • There is a lot of candy in the ding-dang stores right now
  • There is also a lot of Christmas merchandise in the stores
  • Leaves are falling in pretty colors
  • I'm glad I have a yard dude to suck up the falling leaves
  • It was cool weather today in Nashville
  • It will probably be a record high temperature next week in Nashville
  • There will be pumpkins on people's front door steps
  • There will be my cobwebs on my front door steps, and not because of Halloween
  • Oktoberfest happens in October, which is where you drink beer and misspell October
So there you have it. It's October, and if I don't hurry up and publish this, it's going to be November. And since that's Daylight Savings Time Change month, I'll be busy trying to figure out what time it is!!
Thankful today for: beautiful, cool weather; Cracker Barrel breakfast with KB (it was too wet to wog); J Alex lunch with Lynnette and Maribeth; brief stopover by Sam; getting ice cream with Steve; texting with Lynnette, Maribeth, and Molly

Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Poet Genes

My first poem went like this:

"Oh dear, or dread, here comes the relatives you dread,
If you had a choice, you'd rather be dead."

Clearly I was way ahead of my time, both in rhyme and in expressing my feelings about some impending guests. It now appears that another poet has surfaced in the family. According to her parents, Lindley has started writing poetry, and displayed it on her wall.

Clearly her first book will be entitled "Seasons"
And in case you don't read kindergarten, here's the translation:

A cold day
A cold day
Can be Cold
And it can 
The snow
is cold. I like
the snow
You can build
snow men
The snow is cold.

A rainy day
is a lot
of fun
You can
jump in puddles
You can hear
the rain fall
down and
you can
hear the shsh
of the rain

The hot
is hot
Sometimes the
hot sun can burn
you. It is hot
because it is 
hot. Sometimes it
is fun but
sometimes it
is not fun when
it is hot

This literary critic think these are amazing!  At least she didn't offend the relatives ...
Thankful today for: 90 minutes with Nikki at Massage Envy; dinner at the Doik with the family for Steve's bday; final decision on Christmas 2015 meal and category

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

LaLa Pickup Duty

Today I picked up Lindley at school. I picked her up once before during regular pick up time, but today I was to pick her up at after-care. Last time I sat in line and waited for her to come out. This time I would be required to go inside the school to retrieve her.

My first mistake was not reading Sam's instructions closely (I had requested detailed instructions). My first error was not reading the street where I was supposed to park the car. Ergo, I parked in the wrong parking lot. Like the one with many signs warning of possible incarceration should someone park there without the proper permit and permission. But because I am a rebel and law-breaker, I parked there anyway.

The next instruction was to go in the side door (or maybe it just said door - again, I did not read carefully). However, the door I attempted to go in was locked. And appeared to be to the gym. However, a high school student opened the door and let me in. However, the kids in there did not look to be in kindergarten. However, the nice high school girl asked me my intentions and then told me I needed to go to the top of the stairwell and turn right and then left and then right (or maybe vice versa - I listen about as well as I read).

I went up one flight and went out, but this did not look correct. I then wondered if maybe the student said to go all the way up the stairwell. While pondering this question, I looked out a window and saw small children playing on a playground - across the way and two floors down. By using my deductive reasoning, I determined that going all the way up to the top of the building would not get me to the playground.

I decided to return to my car and start over. While going down the stairs, about a million high school students came out of somewhere and started going down the stairs. The males started taking off their shirts and the females started talking high-school-femalease. I waited for that storm to pass and then went peacefully and quietly to my car. Which had not been towed. Yet.

Upon re-reading Sam's instructions, I ascertained that I was indeed parking on the wrong street. I then steered my car to the correct street, turned into the correct parking lot, and parked safely where it said "Visitor Parking," hoping that my car license plate number had not been noted and put into the parking police files.

I then proceeded to what I determined was the correct door to enter - mainly because it looked like the main entrance to the building. I immediately walked to the front desk (mainly because it was the first thing one would walk to upon entering) and basically told the young woman there that I needed to pick up my granddaughter at aftercare. She asked if I had checked in before. I wanted to say, "Do I look intelligent to you?" Of course I replied that I hadn't, and she made a copy of my driver's license and then printed out a nametag with my DL photo on it. And then she said the next time I could check in on something and gestured toward some ipad at the end of the counter. Dream on, young woman, like that will happen the next time I am there.

She then directed me to the after care program, by telling me to go left (or right) and then left (or right) and then left (or right). And something about going past the swimming pool. To which I replied, "Whuut?" And she repeated herself and I tried to listen. And then just wandered off, hoping that I would see a swimming pool somewhere.

Eventually I made it to the after care program, mainly because there were all kinds of little kids running all over the place. I saw a lady with a walkie-talkie and hoped that she was in charge of something. I told her my mission, and she got on her walkie and told whomever that Lindley Davidson was ready to be picked up. Wherever Lindley Davidson was at that moment. Walkie-Talkie then asked if I had ever checked out Lindley before (I thought that perhaps the name-badge-getting-ceremony was part of that) and I said no? She then directed me to another ipad mounted on a wall and asked if the mom and dad had given me the password. Luckily they had, which is now stored in my phone contacts under Lindley School Password. She told me to key it in on the ipad, which would have been a whole lot easier had I thought to bring my reader glasses. Instead, I felt the keyboard as if it were Braille, and managed to plug in the password. And then punch "check out" or return or page down, or something. The good news is that by that time Lindley had arrived and they let me take her home.

Luckily, Lindley knew the way out of the school - right past the swimming pool!!
Thankful today for: Picking up Lindley at school; two miles with KB in the 'hood

Monday, September 28, 2015

Back In The Swing of Things

After yesterday's fun road trip and last night's fun wallet-airport escapade, one would think that today would be a zero day. Well, one would be wrong.

Maribeth's new bed was being delivered this morning and I had her sheets, so I was on call for when she was ready to get the bed ready for sleeping. I ended up going over after lunch and then we ended up making a Wal-Mart run for a few more items. But I think they all will have a good night's sleep tonight!

I also had an appointment with my dermatologist to get a few things checked out. There was my eternal small cyst on my back that a masseuse thought he would "work on" awhile ago. His "work" did nothing but cause me consternation and grossed everybody else out, so I decided to get it completely removed by someone qualified with a knife. I also have a wart/mole on my ankle that I manage to cut every time I shave my legs (okay, so maybe not that often) and decided to have that looked at. And then there's my eternal mole that really hasn't changed that I've had forever on my collarbone. I showed Dr. Derm all those, and a wart on my hand. He put the freezing compound on the wart and told me to come back in two weeks so he could slice off the others. He did say that I had not sun damaged my skin - so I guess my pasty white complexion has some benefits!

Other than that, it was a typical post-vacation Monday - unpacking, laundry, bill paying, and the other catch-up stuff. Welcome back to the real world!

Thankful today for: seeing Dr. Derm after many years; MB's new bed and Wal-Marting; getting a few things accomplished

Sunday, September 27, 2015

So Long Food And Wine!!

I had decided that we wouldn't purposely try to get up this morning and leave super early. We would just get up when we woke up and head out. While I was sort of hoping to leave around 7ish, I was also content to leave whenever. As it turned out, we all were awake around 7, so we got up and got ready to leave. I went out and got some breakfast sandwiches, we ate, and we headed for the car.

We had kept KB in the dark about our car rental, hinting that we had not gotten a medium SUV and had to choose something else. And we may have hinted that it was going to be a little car. So you can imagine her surprise when I pulled up in the mini-van (KB has long legs and was probably wondering if she was going to have to ride 600 miles with her legs hanging out the door). We packed the car and headed out.

The trip went amazingly fast, especially since it seemed that every car was passing us. I looked at the speedometer several times to make sure we were going the speed limit - and we were. But apparently it was slow compared to those zooming past us. We watched "Pitch Perfect 2" since we were too busy returning/getting rental cars last night to watch it. We stopped a couple of times for gas, for snacks, for lottery tickets, and for lunch at Tom-Chee outside of Atlanta. And then we were home!! I dropped off KB and Molly and soon I was pulling into the driveway. Steve was home from his weekend in Auburn watching the Bulldogs win, and was waiting so we could return both rental cars at the same time. Maribeth picked us up at the airport, and a little later Mathieu and Everley stopped by and Everley had a bite of dinner.

After they left, I was pretty much ready for bed and headed that way. Around 10:15pm, I got a text from Molly saying that she had left her lottery ticket in the glove compartment of the car. Thinking that we had lost our millions, I asked if she had left anything else. A few minutes later she texted back saying yes - her wallet. And so began the wallet rental car experience.

Steve was asleep, so I went into the den to continue the conversation. I found a phone number, as did Molly, and she called the rental company. Of course, it was an office in New Mexico, or regular Mexico, or Mars, or somewhere, but they gave her the phone number of the local Nashville outfit. She called that number, who gave her another number, and also told her that the local outfit was closed. Which on their website said they were open. She called the other number, which was the lost and found number of the local outfit, but their office hours wouldn't be until Monday. So, we decided to just go out to the airport and see if that would help.

I picked up Molly and headed to the airport. Once there, I let her out close to the rental area. We were hoping that maybe the car was still in the line - we really didn't think they would rush it to the clean-up area right away on a Sunday night. When she got to the right rental car company area, of course it was dark and nobody was around. So she wandered around a bit, looking for the car, when another company's employee approached her. Molly explained her dilemma, they found a manager, she described her wallet and where it would be, the manager went in search of the car (which wasn't far away), and THE WALLET WAS LOCATED!! Happy days!!

Now you can say that it was all happenstance that the wallet was found. I know different. When this dilemma started, I knew the stress of losing the wallet was huge for Molly. Not only did she have her driver's license and credit cards in the wallet, but also a significant amount of cash. And it wasn't just losing the cash, but losing all of it and the pain of having to call credit card companies and get a new license. And it was late at night and the stress of realizing that it was a mistake that could have been avoided - all was not making Molly a happy girl. So I simply prayed and asked God to put His hand on the situation and take care of it. And He did. He did it because He loves Molly and didn't want her to be any more stressed. Because in the end, that's what God is about - love.

I know God doesn't answer every prayer prayed to Him in the way we would like. And I know that some would think this little prayer about this little thing doesn't seem that important, especially considering all the big things in this world. But tonight, this little thing was a very big thing to one of God's children. And He took care of her. And tonight, for that, and for all of the blessings He bestows upon me, I am forever grateful.
Thankful today for: quick, safe, fun ride home; Tom Chee lunch with KB and Molly; MB picking us up from car rental place; wallet escapade with Molly and God taking care of it; sleeping in my own bed