Signs of Aging 6/Confusion

Oh...sometimes I just wonder why such weird things happen that throw me into a state of pure confusion! Dillan borrowed Donald's laptop on Sunday so he could work on an English paper. He brought it back Sunday night because Donald needed to post some pictures of trailers he wanted to sell on Craig's List on Monday morning. He told Dillan he could come back at 7:15 Monday morning to get the laptop and take it to school so he could get some help on his paper. We set our clocks Sunday night and settled down for a "short" winter's nap! Donald's alarm went off at 6:00 a.m. and he busied around making a pot of coffee and getting our English muffins ready for the oven and then went into the living room to post his pictures. I finally crawled out of bed about 6:15 and hopped in the shower to wash my hair. I went ahead and dried it and put on my makeup and clothes. I puttered into the living room to check on Donald when he stated that all his pictures had been deleted and he would have to start over. I had just glanced at our digital clock in the bedroom and noticed it was 7:00. I thought, "Oh gosh, he only has 15 minutes to get those pictures reposted before Dillan comes by for the laptop." I was unlocking the front door for Dillan when I heard "my" alarm clock going off. Confused, I shuffled into our bedroom and saw "my" clock set at 6:00. I looked at the digital clock and once again I saw 7:00. I then glanced at the bathroom clock and saw 7:00...now the bathroom clock had not been changed from our previous time change...I was really confused. I hurriedly asked Donald if he had changed the bathroom clock to the correct time.....No, he hadn't. So I asked, "Well what time is it anyway?" (There's nothing worse than being confused about time!) We looked at all the clocks in the living room...the large one over the fireplace, the middle size clock on the wall, both of the clocks on our iPhones AND the time on the television....OMG! They were all set at 6:05 by this time. I wasn't even supposed to be out of bed! Somehow the little button on Donald's digital alarm clock had been set to Eastern Standard Time and it had automatically changed the time.............I had gotten out of bed at 5:15 a.m. and I did not like it one little bit! However, we had a good hour to drink a few cups of coffee over some delicious English muffins spread with blackberry jam and to laugh about the confusion over the clocks! I'll be checking that silly clock tonight...you can bet on that! One Monday morning of confusion is enough for me!

scared

just sitting here listening to noises in my house while i try to watch american idol....it's like something is hitting my roof...and it's not even raining right now. i think it's pecans falling and i am not going to be scared.

i don't like scary noises and i don't like scary movies or scary books. now i can't even go take a shower...just because i've changed my mind about being scared. now i am scared.

sometimes i'm scared about situations in my life or my family's life. that's no fun either. being scared of life is more like worry. i try really hard not to worry, but sometimes the evil "worry wart" pops up and i can't get rid of it. i worry about my kids and their feelings. i always want them to be safe and happy. there is so much to life and not all of it is easy...and sometimes school or jobs just suck. i'm amazed at how people can be so insensitive to others. that's when it's time to turn it all over to the Man upstairs. i'd rather be scared of noises or movies or books than to be worried about my kids! so...dear God...watch over my kids and keep them safe and full of assurance! thank you!

Signs of Aging 5/Teeth

I went to the dentist today. I don't really like to go to the dentist...even as old as I am! The first time my mother had to take me I was only about four and I had a mouthful of cavities. Mother had promised me a new pair of cowboy boots if I would go....I really wanted cowboy boots...I was a major tomboy and my mother dressed me in dresses and scratchy can-cans and black patent shoes and little white ankle socks that had lace around them! When I got to the dentist office and they put me into the chair, I slid out of the chair and said, "I really didn't want a new pair of boots!" The next trip they had to give me a "little pill" to calm my nerves before I had my dental visit! After that it was just a constant battle. I was born with bad teeth.

Today's visit was my first visit in a year. Last year I had to have a crown put on one of my teeth. Now, let me just say I have so many crowns in my mouth, that I should have a royal family living inside my mouth.....Kings, Queens, Princes and Princesses have made a home inside this castle I call my mouth! There are silver, gold and porcelain crowns. I have one silver crown that tops a baby tooth! It has been there for years! The older I get, the more royalty I have. Today I had my teeth cleaned so that was much cheaper than adding another royal member! However it still wasn't that cheap!

I've also noticed the "commoners" in my kingdom have become yellow over the years. I've decided to whiten them....that will require a bleaching kit that will cost $100. Hopefully after the bleaching, the royal members won't kick the commoners out, since I'm sure my regular teeth, that have yellowed with age, will shine and sparkle so much that the crowned teeth will be jealous. Have your sunglasses ready for a new sparkling white smile in this old mouth of mine!

I may even buy myself a new pair of cowboy boots!

Life is Good!

"Life is Good"....love those t-shirts and caps and purses and whatever else they sell! Yesterday I had a few"life is good" experiences...which was good cause I was not feeling too "bueno vida" yesterday!

The JV mothers take turns sending food to the boys before they go to an out of town game and yesterday was my day...snacks and chips. I put the bag of goodies in my chair at school, so I would remember to take it to them at 3:00. Wouldn't you know I forgot???? (Signs of Aging)....I was in mid sentence with Gina and I'm not even sure of what I was saying, but somehow it occurred to me to take the snacks....Luckily it was only 3:05 and they weren't leaving until 3:20....I had time to run to the high school gym, even though it was 30 degrees outside.

As cold as it was, I'm about to tell you something that warmed my heart! I gave Dillan the bag of snacks and hugged him and told him, "Play a good game. I'll see you there...I love you!" and I hugged him and he actually hugged me and (this is what absolutely warmed my heart and almost brought me to tears right there underneath the EXIT light in the Hamilton Gym) he replied, "Love you, too." This is the first time in almost six years that he has said this to me. I just wanted to cry...I was so happy! I wanted to smile as I ran all the way back to the elementary campus, but the temperature was so cold it froze my teeth!

Lost the game, and after the game he came up to where Hillary, Maddie, Donald and I were sitting. He even leaned against me as he put his armpit (yuck) on my knee! Sounds gross, but it was a lean...a touch...contact!

Now what makes this so special??? I lost lots of time with Dillan after my divorce. It nearly killed me and I've spent lots of lonely occasions...whether it was a game, a stock show, or a holiday....when he wouldn't speak to me. But he is now and I can't tell you how happy this makes me. He was mad and had every right to be angry as h*(( at me.....I just love him so much...he's my "baby" and I'm so thankful that he is finally coming around again..........

Life is Good....La vida es buena.....leven goed......das Lebgen is shoen.....

shut mouth...keep foot out!

there is so much i want to say but can't. i will keep my mouth shut and therefore keep my foot out. sometimes i say things i shouldn't. especially at church....i used to always make controversial comments and it would really make people angry....they didn't agree with my point of view and i didn't agree with their viewpoint.

i will instead write on something that is quite unimpressive...i am watching HGTV's house hunters and i do believe the wife who is buying the house with the husband could quite possible be the dingiest (dingy...like ding dong...not discolored) human i've ever listened to. i thought toddlers and tiaras was bad....but this particular segment was bad....just saying. i love this show cause i always like to guess which house the buyers choose, but tonight i don't even care. she is so weird i hope she gets a bad house. omg! she is so weird, she actually chose the bad house.

i will try to be positive about the the three games i watched tonight. all three teams lost. hmmm....like i said...i will try to be positive....hmmmm....can't....let's move on.

tomorrow is saturday and i am ready for a morning off. we will go to denver's basketball game and then the grocery store and then it will be time to go to crossfire to work.

i need a good night's sleep...
nytol................

New Book

Donald came in tonight from O-K-L-A-H-O-M-A (Oklahoma! OK!...I always have to sing that when I say or write Oklahoma.) It was really good to see him, but the best part was he brought me a gift! My sister-in-law, Karen (she's married to Donald's twin brother, Ronald) sent me a book called The Pioneer Woman Cooks. I loved it immediately! It's full of recipes and pictures and stories. He told me that he thought the writer, Ree Drummond, had a blog and I remembered that I had seen The Pioneer Woman blog somewhere....I went to Betsy Killian's blog and sure 'nuf...there it was! She follows her....I believe it's called a "professional blog".....and after looking at it, I understood the difference....she is a professional at blogging! WOW! Well, I've only been looking at the book (while trying to read her blog at the same time) for about 30 minutes and I feel like we are already old friends! Funny...she hasn't a clue I exist, but I'm sure we would be very good friends IF we could just meet! She also inspired me to write on my "unprofessional blog"! Let me just recommend this book. It may be a Christmas present or birthday gift or wedding gift in the future! That's how much I love it! And if you can't find the book you can go to her blog/web page http://thepioneerwoman.com/
Enjoy and thanks, Karen! I love it!

Monday's Signs of Aging 4

Tonight I feel the need to discuss hair color. I know this may come as a shock to you all, but my hair is no longer a true "warm medium brown." Once upon a time it was....or maybe more of a "warm honey brown." I have been coloring my hair for more years than I care to disclose. The first time I noticed my gray hair was the second year I taught and that was about 20 years ago. One day at lunch, one of my students looked at me and quite seriously said, "You have some gray hairs." I looked right back at him and glaringly said, "Yes, and you gave me every one of these gray hairs." After that I began to occasionally color. I was too young for gray hair. Now I'm not.

I'll never forget the day I waltzed into the room with a fresh color on my hair, and all the kids said, "Your hair is orange!" I was horrified and quickly told them, "It is NOT orange. It is ash honey brown." After examining it in the mirror during my break, I had to agree...it was orange. I called a hairdresser and had professional redo my color. Lesson learned...never use any color with ash in the description.

My sister is always quick to let me know I need to color my hair. I'm careful to always buy the magic box and color it before I see her. I knew if she could see me yesterday, she would quickly without any hesitation at all tell me..."You need to color your hair." I was beginning to look like a skunk, so yesterday I went to Target and started looking for the right color. I never can remember which brand or the exact color I used the last time. (I've already discussed losing my memory on Signs of Aging) I wasn't surprised that my memory failed me again. I grabbed a box of, oh darn, I've already forgotten....the magic color. After a dinner with Hillary, Dennis and Maddie, we drove home and at 9:00 p.m. I began to paint my hair. I use an old paint brush to color my hair...I'm sure the professionals would die if they could see the procedure, but it works for me. I can do the front and sides, but Donald has to come in for the beautification process and color the back. He forgot to put the gloves on last night, and he ended up with dark stains all over his hands! But we got it done and today I went to school with warm medium brown minus the gray streak that I had previously.

I'm just not ready for a complete head of gray hair. I'll continue to hide this particular sign of aging until I feel old enough to have gray hair. Not sure when that's gonna be. I'm sure I'll be buying the magic box for several more years!