Sizzling Days of June

• When it is hot watermelon is the only thing I want to eat;
• When there is a lot to do a list is a must, even if I have “list distraction”;
• If you need to laugh watch/read this;
• Families coming, sleep will be optional; except for the grans of course;
• Sometimes I hear things differently.  I thought the person asked, “how old is she?” But what really was said, “who will she be?” Neither makes sense, it was a business call;
• After nearly 40 years of togetherness I love how our brains think of the same things.  I said can we have watermelon for dinner (which means can you stop at the store and pick up a watermelon) and he said I already bought one.  Love it;
• Even when your children are adults and parents and experiencing life just like you did at their age you don’t want them to hurt.  Because when they hurt and struggle, you hurt and struggle for them;
• When at first you don’t succeed, try, try, try again.  Or walk away and then try again.  Persistence pays off and keeping good records helps;
• Tomorrow it is going to be cooler, by nearly 15 degrees!!

I don't want to see this

So last night when I went upstairs and started up the laptop.  That's the routine, that's what I do each and most every night. Last night was no different.  Except for this message:

"Your computer was unable to start. 

Start-up repair is checking your system for problems."

Excuse me what did you say and why did you say that?  Well it goes through "its process" and for better or worse it started up without any more messages.

Computers they have a mind of their own.

The Draft

This is not a post or commentary about sports. Rather it is about my writing style. From the beginning of my time I have always started anything that had to do with writing on scratch paper; from a birthday card to a major school project, it didn't matter. No writing was too small for it to start as a draft. I can only surmise that this behavior stems from my desire to do good work; to have the end result perfect in my eyes. My children will attest to the fact that when they were in school and had a report to do I always told them to start with a draft and work the project from there. It only made sense to me………to do and re-do until you were satisfied with the results.  So today "do and re-do" goes something like this:

1. I get the idea (usually in the shower or on the road);
2. I put it on paper – that’s my first draft;
3. I call D1 and D2 with my idea;
4. They send me their draft;
5. Then we do and re-do;
6. At last perfection!

What would I do without D1 and D2?

Paint

We are in the process of doing some major painting inside the house. Most of which is in the addition but since the paint was out and we had “painter helpers” (Jim, Shawneese, Justin & Ashley) we decided to paint the hall as well. This meant clearing out the hall of pictures, corner tables, etc. Since there is little place for these kinds of items to go (what with Teigen Man crawling about, ruining my prediction that he would be walking by now) it was determined the best empty space was our bedroom. This has made maneuvering around our room interesting at best; if not down right dangerous at times. The first morning in the dark was like bumper cars since we get up before the dawn. We couldn’t see our way just feel our way around things. You are probably thinking just turn on the light; but at that hour the light is equally as blinding. Anyway, this morning when I got up which was day five of the bedroom invasion I was able to weave my way though without a bump. It hit me as I was weaving through the maze that life is that way too. There are always obstacles. Do we learn from them, do we constantly bump into them resisting them thinking our way is better, or do we accept them as lessons and learn from them and move on. Today I learned that there can always be light even in the darkness. I learned that even with obstacles in my life I can work with them to overcome them for I know on Saturday these current obstacles will be put back in their proper space and all will be right with the world and the next time I get up before dawn’s early light I won’t have to fear an obstacle in my way.

Something from the Past

So, I was looking for some pictures on my computer this afternoon and came across this email conversation I had with Kimberly. Unfortunately, this is only my response to a question or comment she surely must of had regarding food, sleep and children. It went like this:

To: 'Kimberly Easterling'
Sent: Thursday, June 05, 2003 9:30 AM
Subject: RE: So........

it begins slowly a little hunger, a little tired then it gradually you are able to get by with very little sleep and very little food because there is no time to sleep and your children are eating all your food (except for your mushrooms of course). They are waking you at all times of the day and night but that doesn't matter anymore because your body has been deprived of sleep for so long you wouldn't know what a good nights rest means anyway until.........well I'm not sure when because by the time you can sleep through the night because your children are gone your body has leaped into the next phrase of life where it can't seem to make it through the night without getting up to use the bathroom..............so my dear the moral of the story is enjoy the food while you can get it and grab a nap anywhere you can take it...............la la

To this she responded:
that is a most excellent monologue, we should save this for future use....and I will absolutely take your advice........at least I saved you something (ie the mushrooms) and something as you know is better than nothing!
kae