I Want That

My granddaughter, Toots, is looking through store ads. Suddenly she says, "Mimi, I want this."
Me, "What is it?"
Toots: "I don't know but it is 30% off!"

Hold the...

A young friend of mine has not felt well this week. So he asked his momma for hi-C from a fast food place. When time to order he said he would have a happy meal with Hi-C, hold the food. Too funny.

Shopping for Thanksgiving Turkey

While driving near my home with my granddaughter, Toots, we saw a gathering of wild turkeys in a field. Toots counted around 30 of the huge fowl. Suddenly, she suggested that we kill one for our Thanksgiving meal. Hmmmm. No can do. I'd rather find mine in the freezer at the local store.

What's in a Name

We are all known by our names, and our names have significance in our family history. Our names do not usually tell our professions. But the following names I have come across reflect the professions of those people. While reading the newspaper the other day, I came across an article about pain and ways to cope. The main doctor quoted was Dr. Cope. At a weight loss clinic is a doctor named Dr. Ton. Our veterinarian was Dr. Fix. And a local high school teacher of German was none other than Ms. German. I would hate to think of the professions that would match some of the unusual names I know.

The Quiet Ones Go First

Toots, my granddaughter, and I were sitting in the parking lot waiting for a friend to be released from his football practice. We saw a group of girls streaming from the building, but not a guy. I commented that I did not see him yet. Toots quickly replied that they send out the quiet ones first.

Mimi Day Camp with Toots

I have the joy of keeping my granddaughter, Toots, this summer while we are both on vacation. She has termed the arrangement as Mimi Day Camp. Each day we attempt to do something new, something fun. Well, as we were playing outside yesterday afternoon, Toots suggested that we play school, and she would be the teacher. Instantly, her sweet little voice boomed with control as she commanded the attention of the class and barked out the instuctions for me to follow. Do we really sound like that as teachers??? I half expected the neighbor to drop his pool tool and fall into submission. Even the cat stood at attention, not moving a muscle. She gave me a choice of chalk color, told me where to write, and what to write. She patiently waited for me to complete each task before assigning a new one. She is a natural but I'm not sure I want to be in her classroom again tomorrow, or I will be counting the days until school is out.

Toots Reads

While riding in the car on Monday, Toots was reading from her many books we brought along for the journey. She did quite well, but struggled with a few words. At one point, I took the opportunity to teach Toots about a compound word made with hyphens. The word was hide-and-seek. She tried it and read it as "Heidi-and-seek." That becomes funny because her aunt is named Heidi.

Iphone Meets Lawn Mower

My hubby called me the other day with news. My stomach did a flip flop even before the words came out of his mouth. He ran over his iPhone with his super duper riding lawn mower, and the Otter Box did not protect it. LOL. When he first began looking, he borrowed a friend's phone to call his phone. No ring, no sound whatsoever. In fact, as he searched the lawn for the phone, he couldn't find even a piece. It wasn't until after searching much more that he began to find pieces of the expensive machine. We've had a few laughs, but only a few. Our grandson thinks we should let the Otter Box company know that its product did not protect the phone. I think we should give a plug to the mower that definitely cuts grass as well as anything else in its way.

Spelling Request

While writing, my granddaughter, Toots, asked her mom, "How do you spell bff?"

Favorite Granddaughter

I told my granddaughter that she was my favorite granddaughter. She laughed and said, "Well, that's because I am your ONLY granddaughter."

Hey, Guy!

My granddaughter, Toots, and I were talking about the passing of a dear friend. She began reminiscing about her great-grandpa, Papa Guy. She said some touching things then abruptly said, "But I don't understand why people stuck guy after Papa!"

Life Update

I have no excuse for not writing except that I have been busy. Since I had some routine tests done under anesthesia, I've been sleeping 8 hours a night. While that sounds good to most of you, it is not for me. I am so groggy as if I didn't have enough sleep. And I do not have enough time in the morning to check or write much on my correspondences. Did you know that an excuse is a skin of a reason stuffed with a lie?? And furthermore, did you know I have been missing? LOL

Eating Candy Slobber

Toots, our granddaughter, asked her Papa for a piece of his candy. He gave her a chocolate covered cherry. She decided to go to the bathroom to eat it since it might be messy, and she would need to wash her hands. Soon she returned and said she didn't eat the cherry, but she did eat the slobber.

A Chia Cat Has Adopted Me

I met the mailman as he approached our door, his arms overflowing with packages. I could almost see his red suit, but he had traded his reindeer for a 4-wheel drive to trudge through the snow. Back to the packages--On closer examination we found one box to be elegantly addressed to ME! Carefully slicing through the plastic tape, the open box revealed a Chia Pet!! I couldn't believe my eyes! I felt as if I were living the movie where the boy gets his gun. The card with it did not reveal the sender, only stating, "Heard you have been good." So to whomever is out there that has recognized my goodness and rewarded said goodness with the ultimate gift, I THANK YOU!

Shop Till You Freeze

I did some Christmas shopping in the sub-zero wind chills last night. I thought my legs were going to freeze and shatter. I didn't want to be out in the cold, but time is running out for me to shop. So I braved the snow-spotted parking lots, the long walk to the store, and shopped. I was successful and realize it was worth it all. Well, if the recipients like their gifts, then I was successful. Perhaps I'll warm up in a couple of months.

Christmas Wish List

So, what do you really want for Christmas? While pondering that question, I shall ramble a bit about the gift list. Product companies are counting on their advertisements to lure customers into buying their products. I absolutely love the IPAD commercial and am tempted. Then I pause and realize it is ELECTRONIC, which would be a waste on me. I am paralyzed to explore and use the techno items. I'm always afraid I will hit a wrong button or erase something. Proof in point, look at the bleakness of my blog!! I am afraid to update it for fear of something going wrong. Another gift is the I-phone that does everything. I'm still fumbling and figuring out the one I have had for two years. Do I need internet on my phone? Do I want internet on my phone? No, I just want to have a normal, regular conversation with my friends and family. I often check my phone to see if I had silenced it or if the power had run out. Alas, a new-fangled phone will not produce more conversations. So, my Christmas wish list remains simple and inexpensive, and gifts you can grab at the last minute at the local pharmacy store. I'm still waiting on my Chia pet.

Blanket of White, A Heaven of Diamonds Shine Down Through the Night

With our first blanket of snow covering the ground, I am inspired to think of songs or bits of them. So sing along with Leah...

• I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, just like the ones I use to know.
• Oh the weather outside is frightful, but the fire is so delightful, so if you've no place to go, let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
• Dashing through the snow...
• Frosty the Snowman, what a jolly happy soul...
• Walking in a winter wonderland...
• I'll be home for Christmas, you can count on me. We'll have snow...
• Over the river and through the woods...
• Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer
• Sleigh Ride...The snow is falling and friends are calling...
• I'll have a blue Christmas without you...

Okay, my mind is blank. Your turn. If you think of more, add them in the comments.

Bring On the Christmas Music, Just Hold the Twelve Days

While driving to an appointment, I decided to switch from the Christian radio station to one that is playing Christmas music 24 hours daily. I almost turned the dial back when I heard the first one--I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas. I wasn't anticipating such frivolity in the music, but, it fits the genre. And before my short trip ended, I heard the ever-present, always annoying Twelve Days of Christmas. It was a rather ornate version with many liberties taken to change the style. I wondered how many different artists have recorded the song and in how many different styles of music. Then I was horror-struck with the fear that maybe the station would play all of them back to back to back. Oh, Christmas Hurry Fast.

Fall Back an Hour Means Go to Bed an Hour Earlier

Ok, I know we are suppose to fall back an hour. But how do you train your body to fall back one hour? My body has this internal clock that keeps very good time. My body did not fall back one hour. My body got up very early today, because my body didn't change time. Where is that switch? How do I turn it back? If I don't find it soon, my body will be going to bed at 8:00 and arising at 3:00.

And the Pain Continues

So, if you read my previous post, you can understand when I say I have pain. Yes, real pain. And it was inflicted by this tiny woman with great enthusiasm. Unfortunately, I have to return today to endure the same treatment. So, I'm thinking that it hurt the first time to have the underlying tissues scraped with a plastic instrument to break up adhesions. Well, today I'm entering the building with a very sore thigh to have it scraped again. I'm dreading the thought of the pain level. The therapist told me that athletes have this procedure done so they can get back to playing. Today I'm telling her that I have no sport to return to, and I don't get the big bucks to endure the pain!! She'll hurt me anyway.