Gram's Place

I was finally taking a minute to catch up on my blogger friends and I realized that Mel had tagged me for wierdness.... Remember, you asked for it. WHY am I WEIRD? HOW and I WEIRD? It might take a while to generate this list..... 1. my ballet moves - they are really sweet. 2. I like Napoleon Dynamite 3. toothpaste makes me want to vomit. It's the frothiness --- blech! 4. an insane number of household appliances (rice cooker, food processor, blender, chopper, mixer, .....and the list goes on) -- hey! I don't have an electric can opener! (and I don't want one either!) 5. five words - I. Love. Love. Love. Lipstick. 6. I can smell natural gas when others can't - all. the. time. - I am constantly calling the gas company to fix leaks nobody else can smell. 7. I like corndogs! 8. I put salt on watermelon 9. I like to watch 2020, 60 minutes, Primetime, Dateline,.... even though I know they're twisted and one-sided, I get sucked into them. 10. I thought I ate weird foods.....

In honor of my husband's trip to Colorado, I give you this.... He's been gone now for nearly a week. The first few days I worried a lot. It was very cold and he is sleeping in a tent - in a sleeping bag - on a cot. I still can't believe it. I think he'll come home and confess that he had a sleep number bed or something. But, after today, I am officially NOT going to worry any longer. And as a matter of fact, I'm downright ticked. WHY? Well, here's why.... according to weather.com it is supposed to be a high of 73 there tomorrow! What kind of a snowy cold mountain are they hunting on???? That's not roughing it even in a tent. So, it's over. I officially don't feel bad anymore when I snuggle up with my kicking 7 year old in our nice cozy bed at night and wake up in the morning with her pushing me out of bed and stealing all the covers.

I was in Home Depot today and saw a sign that said "47 DAYS TIL CHRISTMAS". I panicked for a second... 47 DAYS???? oh my gosh... it's November and I didn't even know it! Where did the rest of October go? Did I fall asleep and miss the church harvest party? Who made the rockstar costume? How did the school musical go? Ok.... a quick calculation in my head told me that it was wrong... but WHY did it say that? For the record, there are 63 Days until Christmas.

I just posted this a month ago... but it needs to be repeated this month! Deliver me O Jesus from the desire of being esteemed. Deliver me, O Jesus from the desire of being loved Deliver me, O Jesus from the desire of being extolled, honored, praised. Deliver me O Jesus from the desire of being preferred to othersDeliver me O Jesus from the desire of being consulted and approved Deliver me O Jesus from the fear of being humiliated Deliver me O Jesus from the fear of being despised, and of suffering rebuke Deliver me O Jesus from the fear of being slandered, of being forgotten, or being ridiculed. Deliver me O Jesus from the fear of being wrongedand suspected. That others may be loved more than I That others may be esteemed more than I That, in the opinion of the world, others may increase and I may decrease, That others may be chosen and I set aside That others may be praised and I go unnoticed That others may be preferred to me in everything That others may become holier than I, provi...

I was reading Proverbs today... Proverbs 31 to be exact. That woman is incredible. But, this verse stuck out today: verse 21 "When it snows she has no fear for her household, for all of them are clothed in scarlet." This woman is PREPARED for anything. Serious. A far cry from me. It snowed one day last week. Boots didn't even cross my mind. I was lucky to get a coat let alone boots or mittens or hats.... No, I'm not the Proverbs 31 woman. I don't even have groceries in the house - no milk - no eggs - no bread. Last night for supper we had leftover chinese, cheese, tomatoes, and thuringer. Nobody in their right mind could consider that a meal. I was going to go to the grocery store and actually COOK tonight. Then I found out that everyone has something going on. So, we're going out to eat. ((( SIGH )))) oh how i wish i could be the proverbs 31 woman....

After sitting at the computer for what seems like hours I resort to this... nothing. It isn't as if I'm not incredibly busy and yes for Goodness Sake VERY Exciting, but I can't imagine you would be interested in hearing all about my delicious beef sub at the Diner today and how some young waiter kept calling me - of all things -- MA'AM! HELLO??? Does that KID NOT know that I'm FUN and YOUNG and how.dare.he.resort.to.calling.me.MAAM!!! Why? Why oh why does it bother me so??? Ma'am: a term used in addressing the Queen or royal princess in Britain. Also, "a woman of refinement" or a "Polite address for a woman". I should feel honored, respected, downright royal! Yet somehow, for some reason.... it's old. It's not miss. It's not Ms. - for some reason they seem so... you know, young. I was having lunch with an old friend from High School and he kept saying "sorry ma'am" and "thank you ma'am" and ...