I'm back in Cowtown and once again brilliantly got to the metroplex right at rush hour. I took a new tactic this time---I decided since I was in "Cowtown", I would just consider myself on the saddle of a horse instead of behind the wheel of a car and that I would herd all those other horses around me until we got to where we were going. WORKED---I'm here---sure hope they all got to where they were going!
36 hours with 9 of those driving makes for a FAST trip to R town!
FLYING TRIP
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
The fun WAS NOT OVER!----My little Camry is NOT a heavy car, but it will move along quite swiftly! The ruts in the interstate were full of water and if I didn't stay out of them--I would find myself out of control skidding across to the next lane---it was like flying! After seeing 2 pickups in the median with wheels sunk all the way up to the truck body, I slowed my self down.
FUN---all the way home in the rain----SLOW trip by Lulu standards---but I made it to work---after working all day---I came home to take down the Christmas decorations---ON JANUARY 10th---NEVER happened before!
Volunteer duty at the school tomorrow --then back to the "Big City" and those 3 grands!
BLOW OFF THE STEAM!
Monday, January 7, 2013
#3 Grand, Henry is teaching me a few things about life. When he is hurt----the ENTIRE town of Fort Worth knows---well certainly everyone within earshot! It doesn't matter how trivial the injury--he yells, screams, cries, moans, groans---ALL at the top of his lungs. He is indignant that he is in pain and wants everyone around to know just how hurt he is and sympathize with him.
Momma gave "Stoic" lessons from an early age---so you had BETTER NOT cry unless you had a REALLY good reason AND you certainly under NO circumstances EVER yelled or screamed! Hold it all in and keep a brave face about you while doing it.
Henry is on to something---I notice that once the episode is past---he is completely over it. He has expressed his pain and anger and is ready to move on to the next fun thing. Life Lessons from a 3 year old!
Momma gave "Stoic" lessons from an early age---so you had BETTER NOT cry unless you had a REALLY good reason AND you certainly under NO circumstances EVER yelled or screamed! Hold it all in and keep a brave face about you while doing it.
Henry is on to something---I notice that once the episode is past---he is completely over it. He has expressed his pain and anger and is ready to move on to the next fun thing. Life Lessons from a 3 year old!
SLEEPING WITH ANOTHER MAN!
Friday, January 4, 2013
The 3 year old is NOT cooperative at bedtime! A couple of nights ago----I was in his room until 9:30 and finally gave up and just threatened him if he got out of bed again.
Last night---good sense flew out the window and when he made his re-occurring appearance, I asked, "Would you like to sleep with Lulu?! WHAT WAS I THINKING!
I sleep on a couch---a regular sized couch---SO there is limited room for one---much less 2. We started the night out with #1 telling me---he wanted me to be on one end and him on the other--NOT big on snuggling! THEN he told me he did NOT want my feet by his face....WELL that left little choice about where to put my feet---hanging over the edge of the couch.
FINALLY I get him covered and settled and after a LONG day---I am exhausted--but he is doing everything but slap himself in the face to stay awake. He has me curled into a fetal position on one end of the couch with space about the size of a postage stamp and my head in a curled position with my neck in the position of a fish hook. I begin drifting off---in this position of torture---and JUST as I nod off--#1 says---"LULU---I don't like you snoring!" Secret is out of the bag---when I am curled into a fetal position with my neck in the fish hook position--and head curl under---I SNORE! IMAGINE!
Reminder of WHY a bed alone is NOT always bad!
Last night---good sense flew out the window and when he made his re-occurring appearance, I asked, "Would you like to sleep with Lulu?! WHAT WAS I THINKING!
I sleep on a couch---a regular sized couch---SO there is limited room for one---much less 2. We started the night out with #1 telling me---he wanted me to be on one end and him on the other--NOT big on snuggling! THEN he told me he did NOT want my feet by his face....WELL that left little choice about where to put my feet---hanging over the edge of the couch.
FINALLY I get him covered and settled and after a LONG day---I am exhausted--but he is doing everything but slap himself in the face to stay awake. He has me curled into a fetal position on one end of the couch with space about the size of a postage stamp and my head in a curled position with my neck in the position of a fish hook. I begin drifting off---in this position of torture---and JUST as I nod off--#1 says---"LULU---I don't like you snoring!" Secret is out of the bag---when I am curled into a fetal position with my neck in the fish hook position--and head curl under---I SNORE! IMAGINE!
Reminder of WHY a bed alone is NOT always bad!
LOUISIANA FUGITIVE FROM TEXAS JUSTICE
Thursday, January 3, 2013
WELL---it seems I may have a small problem with the Texas law officers! AS you remember, not very long ago--I received my 1st speeding ticket EVER going through some little small Texas town when I lost patience with the Granny from the West for going 25 MPH for about 45 miles and decided to pass her. NOW I have been chastised by the Fort Worth authorities!
IT SEEMS they have a law over here about parking on the grass in your own yard---it's against local ordinances! WHAT!!!!! All red necked Louisiana citizens know that when you run out of room in the drive---you just pull over in the grass. It seems they frown upon that in these parts and even threatened a $75 ticket if I didn't move my car. I NEVER!
You CAN park anywhere on your concrete drive--so I suggested we cement the entire side yard as a solution.
WHY every red blooded citizen of the South KNOWS that you put all your extra vehicles--including those that might not run anymore in the grass beside your house. These people may be a little uppity or not have enough to do if they are driving around and checking out who is parking their car on the grass in THEIR OWN YARD!
WHAT MUST THEY DO IF YOU ROB A BANK OR WORSE SHOOT SOMEONE?
IT SEEMS they have a law over here about parking on the grass in your own yard---it's against local ordinances! WHAT!!!!! All red necked Louisiana citizens know that when you run out of room in the drive---you just pull over in the grass. It seems they frown upon that in these parts and even threatened a $75 ticket if I didn't move my car. I NEVER!
You CAN park anywhere on your concrete drive--so I suggested we cement the entire side yard as a solution.
WHY every red blooded citizen of the South KNOWS that you put all your extra vehicles--including those that might not run anymore in the grass beside your house. These people may be a little uppity or not have enough to do if they are driving around and checking out who is parking their car on the grass in THEIR OWN YARD!
WHAT MUST THEY DO IF YOU ROB A BANK OR WORSE SHOOT SOMEONE?
KING HENRY'S REIGN--
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
"Lulu, get me chocolate milk." Lulu, put my cup on the table." "Lulu, I don't yike (like) that (WHATEVER I cooked for supper!), fix me a---------. " "Lulu, cut the crust off my bread"
DEFINITELY--a first born! "Here Brother, take this little undesirable car and I will take the large hugely desirable one you are currently playing with." 'I WIN!" is heard a lot from his mouth---as well as sticking the arm out for a stiff arm stop if brother is threatening to pass him up. HENRY HENRY---got to love King Henry--first in line to inherit the throne!
Then the sweet side shows up----and your heart just melts!
ANTICIPATION
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
I've spent hours playing "Tickle" with the 2 older grands--especially the 2 year old. He NEVER tires of the game--I just finally have to call it quits. As we've played, I noticed most of the fun comes in the thrill of the anticipation of the tickle to come----he gets this huge smile on his face and begins laughing before I ever dive in for the tickle.
I am tickled tonight also at the anticipation of what God has planned for this new year! I have a huge smile on my face as I search His word and anticipate just how He will use me next and what blessings He will heap upon me. The thrill of what tomorrow and the 362 tomorrows after it may bring is almost as joyful as the day itself will be. The anticipation of the unopened gift of each day of this year is as much fun as opening my eyes each morning to enjoy that gift as it unwraps. I am positively breath-less from glee knowing the best is still to be!
I am tickled tonight also at the anticipation of what God has planned for this new year! I have a huge smile on my face as I search His word and anticipate just how He will use me next and what blessings He will heap upon me. The thrill of what tomorrow and the 362 tomorrows after it may bring is almost as joyful as the day itself will be. The anticipation of the unopened gift of each day of this year is as much fun as opening my eyes each morning to enjoy that gift as it unwraps. I am positively breath-less from glee knowing the best is still to be!
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