Woofin' It Down

Stopped at Taco Bell for lunch today. The deep, dark recesses of my soul just said...Mexican!!!!

Was in the drive thru right behind a SUV with darkened windows. As it pulled up to the pick up window, something started to wave frantically in the back window.

What?

A kid waving at me?

Oh...

Very. Large. Dog.

Tail wagging - vigorously, shaking the whole rig.

Apparently, he liked Mexican too.

A Thought To Keep In Mind

I believe is was Walter Scott who said, "Oh, what tangled webs we weave, when first we practice to deceive."

Ya know...I'm reminded of how much easier it is to tell the truth. That way you don't have to try and remember what you said or to whom.

And trying to massage a situation so it becomes a convenient truth?

Oh, tsk, tsk, tsk.

Charcoal, Anyone?

Pancakes were on the menu for breakfast.

As I was waiting for one to develop enuf bubbles to flip, Farm Boy leaned over my shoulder and whispered..."watched pancakes never cook."

????

Well, I don't know about that, but I do know UNwatched pancakes certainly can and will burn.

Ya know, I'm getting the distinct feeling that Farm Boy's cooking days are thru - or at least his grilling days. He used to delight in a perfectly cooked, juicy top sirloin. Now, be it chicken, steak or even zucchini. It ain't done until the fat lady sings, or errrr...until at least one side is blackened into inedibility.

Might have something to do with his ability to throw the food on the BBQ and then retreat to his chair and become glued to the TV until someone starts screaming... FIRE!!!

Thought for the Day

It's been ... awhile.

More about that later.

Meanwhile I've been reading Gerald's Lund's The Work and The Glory. I love how the fictional characters are interwoven thru actual history. It almost gives me a "you were there feeling".  In book 4, Thy Gold to Refine scriptures from the D&C are referenced  that say:

"Let your hearts be comforted, for all things shall work together for good to them that walk uprightly, and to the sanctification of the church; for I will raise up unto myself a pure people, that will serve me in righteousness... And all that call on the name of the Lord and keep his commandments, shall be saved; even so. Amen."

Bro. Lund makes the point that there is much work to be done and righteous people are needed to accomplish that work but when the Lord says we will be saved, he may not mean saving us from sorrow and heartache here.

Miracles happen. I know that.

But...

There are also few guarantees that we won't be called home at any given time or that our parade is not going to be raining upon. Heavenly Father is not a butler of whom we can demand blessings, favors or services and sometimes stuff just...happens. And that old favorite saying about us "not being given anymore than we can bear?" Well, I know people thought they were like Job and assumed they could bear anything but dying. But we all have to die sometimes and "now" when you have cancer or....(fill in the blank) tends to be just as good a time as any...

Not trying to be pessimistic or a wet blanket but the big picture is that if we are faithful we can return to our Heavenly Father's presence. From an eternal perspective I'm told that our time here on earth is "but a moment." If bad things happen, eternity should be able to provide a cushion that will take the sting from our daily trials here.

So - never doubt that comfort is available. Miracles do happen. However, sometimes things just aren't going to go they way you'd like.

I'm told patience is a virtue....

RE: Good Luck With That

Really?

Wow.

A Delicate Gesture

The Youngest is official. He now has his driver's license.

It's only been a couple of weeks. He's doing fairly well. I do periodic checkups, just like I did with the other two. A ride along to make sure they're not developing bad habits. In their view, a nag session. But hey, whatever works. I'm trying to make sure my children do NOT predecease me!

I've mentioned that I kinda like The Youngest, right? He has a nice sense of humor, is generally helpful, doesn't complain about "service opportunities." And he is not arrogant. The self-entitlement thing that some folks have going on is not well developed in him. He doesn't mind stepping out of the way, waiting is born with patience...Which is why my tail is in a kink.

Again.

Seems the kid was at a stop light. It was a busy intersection. The light turned green, he moved into the intersection only to be forced to a halt as the traffic in front of him slowed. Apparently a mail truck was involved in an accident and was blocking the lane ahead.

What's to do?

I wasn't there. Could he have switched lanes, pulled to the shoulder, turned right and found another way around?

Maybe.

And while stuck in the middle of the intersection the light turned. The cars in the intersection were obstructing the flow of traffic in the opposite direction.

"Things" sorted themselves out and he was able to proceed, but NOT before the driver of a vehicle trying to cross the intersection in the opposite direction took the opportunity to roll down her window and yell,

"Hey kid in the little white car..."

He looked, only to be presented with a stiff middle finger.



So to the elderly woman who thought her gesture was an appropriate way to express her ire?

Yes, thank you.

So much.


That whole thing about aging with grace, setting a good example for the younger generation etc. etc.

?????????????????

Concept seems to have escaped you, eh?

-

Sometimes You Feel Like A Nut - Sometimes You Don't!

Or make that - sometimes you feel like writing, sometimes you don't...Just taking a little month's hiatus. But I look @ the stats and folks are still checking out the blog. What's up w/ that? Not getting any more hits on the profile so you're apparently repeat customers. Ya big sillies - got to get your "daily" dose of attitude, eh?

Anyway I got to laughing the other day. (Again!)

Several weeks ago a friend started remodeling her kitchen. And ohhhhh, it's going to be nice. She was telling me about her plans: tear down this wall, move this here, put an island there. I thought it sounded great and when she talked about opening up the hallway and using a spare bedroom for the dining area I was totally impressed and while looking at the layout I mentioned that it would look nice if she removed a portion of another wall which would really open up the space.

She gave a little shriek, threatened to punch me and said "Not you too!" Her husband and contractor had both mentioned the possibility but it seemed she was adamantly opposed to the idea. So while I repeated that I thought it would look nice with a half wall, I also told her it was her kitchen, so whatever!!!!

Yesterday I visited to see how it was going. About halfway done. But I'm getting a visual - I'm likin' it!!! As we turned to discuss the placement of the china hutch I did a double take. The WALL was missing.

I looked at it. Looked at her. Raised an eyebrow...

"Well," she says, "I'm still not sure, but I talked to Mike and told him what you said and it ended up being a...Carly says....so here we are."

Seriously people???????

Well hell.

I want to try that again, only THIS TIME - I want a horse in that race!!!!!!!


Feels just like a replay of the old TV ad that goes, "When E.F. Hutton talks, people listen!"

Snort. And you know, if she ends up hating it, who's fault it will be, right?

-