It's Saturday!!

Funny how Saturdays change as we get older.  When I was little, I loved Saturdays because cartoons were on all morning (I have a feeling my mother liked Saturdays for the same reason).  I (and sometimes a friend) would sit in front of the tv until noon.

As I got a little older, Saturdays were for having friends over.  My friend Kelli and I would go to "the store" (a little one-room building by our house that my father kept to sell food and sundries to the workers on our farm), get a snack and a Coke, and wait for the mailman to bring our mail.  Then we probably went in and watched cartoons. 

As a teenager, Saturdays usually meant one thing - sleeping.  Until noon, if possible.  There might have been a slumber part the night before, or maybe even a date after the football game.  But sleep was a wonderful thing to enjoy as late as possible (my mother probably wanted the same thing for me - considering I was a teenager with teenager moods).

Once I got married, Saturdays were for doing all the stuff around the house that I felt needed doing as a married person.  Things like cleaning, fixing up the dwelling of wherever we were living at the time, lawn work, etc.  Saturdays became work days.

Then, when the kids arrived, Saturdays meant survival.  Hopefully with cartoons and sleep (not mine, of course).  There was also the continuation of the work around the house.  So, Saturdays remained a work day - doubled.  And of course there were lots of soccer games, or picking up of sleepovers, or taking our sleepovers home.

Well, the kids left home and Saturdays sort of slacked off.  With no kids around the house, there wasn't as much to do.  And, because we were a two-income family, we could pay people to do the stuff that we no longer wanted to do.  Cartoon watching probably would have been fun, as well as sleeping late, but once the oldies were no longer on the air and your body clock says you need to go ahead and get up early, I just sort of got up and piddled around the house.

Now that I'm in the grandma stage, Saturdays are sort of back to play and clean.  Both which may or may not happen, depending on who's here and who's not.  Some Saturdays are busy with playing and napping and some aren't.  Some Saturdays are spent in a clean house and some aren't.  Some Saturdays I get stuff done, and some Saturdays are considered a success if I change out of my pjs.

I guess what I'm saying is that Saturdays, like most of life, change as our lives change.  While we may wish for the Saturdays that used to be, we may find that the Saturdays we have are the best ones.  Why?  Simply because we have them to enjoy.

Enjoy your Saturday, whatever it may be!!

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Today is a great day because:  Lindley and Everley time; beautiful day for playground play

 



Have A Goofy Day!!

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Today was a great day because:  Steve's safe travel to Columbus; Red Lobster and sleepover with Everley; 

My Junky Drawers

Having just had a yard sale, one would think that my house would be free of clutter.  One would be wrong - very wrong.  While I got rid of a lot of junk (like 15 boxes of junk), there seems to be a jillion potential boxes left.  And we're talking big boxes.  Huge.

For instance, I have tons of notepads of every size and sort.  Do I use them?  Sometimes.  But keep in mind that use is probably one sheet a week.  If I never received another notepad, and wrote a list everyday, I still would not run out of notepads.  Ever.

I also have about 25 pairs of scissors of all shapes, sizes, and sharpness.  Granted, I have this many because I finally put them all together in one container.  And I probably have this many because of all the times that I couldn't find one pair of scissors, much less 25, and went out and bought some more (many in packs).  Some of them wouldn't cut melted butter, but I still have them.  Why?  Because they're scissors.

My desk drawer is also full to doo-dads and thingamajigs.  It was probably the inspiration for Ariel's beginning song in "The Little Mermaid" (it's astounding how many ideas those Disney people have stolen from my life).  Most of the stuff is there because "I might need it one day."  Even though it's been many days/years/decades and I still haven't needed it.  But I can't seem to get rid of it because if I do, I'll need it tomorrow.

I know much of my collection of stuff is a leftover from my teaching years.  As a teacher, you pretty much grab and hold on to anything because you can probably use it in the classroom.  And if it's free, it's even more valuable.  And since teachers have to live on their salary as well as procure supplies for their classrooms, they certainly are not going to get rid of anything.  Ever.

So since I no longer teach, nor cut so many things with scissors that the ones I have are dull, nor write down things on little pieces of notepad paper, what shall I do?  Actually get rid of it?  Clear stuff out so that I only have two or three pairs of scissors, and a notepad or two, and nothing in my desk drawer except those things that I use regularly during a week's time?

I do like living a wild and crazy life ...
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Today was a great day because:  Two miles with KB; a task or two accomplished

And Then She Turned Two

Today Everley turns two years old.   I guess somebody's getting old (we won't name names).  But maybe that's how we stay young, by seeing the world through new eyes.  What a great gift and blessing!

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Today was a great day because:  birthday dinner at the Barrel with Steve, Maribeth, and Everley; "Wicked" with KB

April Stupid Day

I hate April Fool's Day.  I don't see why we just don't call it Liar's Day, because that's what it is.  I don't like lies and I don't like pranks that make people feel stupid.  I don't like reading about it in the newspaper or on the Internet.  I don't like it at all.

At least I'm not alone.  I don't know who wrote this, but it expresses my sentiments precisely.  I'm very happy that my family and friends know my feelings about this day, so I don't have to worry if they're going to try to trick me.  I'm not sure if that's in their best interest or mine ...

Anyhow, I hope you have a lovely April Fool's Day.  I hope that if you enjoy this day, you have a lot of fun - just not with me!!  And if you're like me, and have not, do not, and will not ever appreciate the complexities of this day, then join my movement.  To make today March 32 - and tomorrow April 2!!

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Today was a great day because:  ARC came and took away the 15 boxes of clothes from the yard sale; beautiful spring day; grocery store shopping; family birthday party for Everley; Lindley and Everley time