Tuesday, March 6, 2012

The only true constant is change

Is that an oxymoron? Or some type of really profound statement? Beats me, but I do say and think it quite often.

This popped into my head today as I wandered around the Walmart, completely lost and very much out of my element. Now, please don't think I'm bashing Walmart Shoppers. That is not the case at all, I just prefer speciality stores. You know craft stores for craft items. Grocery stores for food, clothing stores for....well, you get the idea. 

As I tried in vain to locate Milk Bones for my dog, it occurred to me this type of store has not really been around that long. When I was growing up, you could not have your tires replaced on your car while you shopped for groceries while picking up your fishing license along with bait and hey might as well grab some extra shotgun shells, some fabric and a new dress while you're at it. Talk about your one stop shopping!

And technology! How many conversations did we NOT have as teenagers tethered to a phone attached to the wall of the kitchen where every member of your household happened to be whenever the phone call was for YOU.

Many things I utilize in my daily life were not around when I was a child. Digital clocks, microwaves, home computers, FM radio for goodness sakes. The list goes on and on.

Why am I being so nostalgic? I'm not sure, but it might have something to do with my daughter being pregnant. What changes will occur in the lifetime of my grandchild. Will we revert to the old days of Mom and Pop stores with my grand baby telling their children about how when they were young you could get everything you needed in one store?

Who knows what the future holds. It's 2012 and we still aren't driving those hover crafts they promised...

Monday, February 13, 2012

Tell them how you Really Feel!

That's right, go on tell them what you really think of them!! Don't be afraid. Maybe they need to hear it!

A lot of changes happen as we age. One of the positive changes for me is no longer being afraid to say what's on my mind. I no longer have the fear of "Will they think I'm some kind of freak?" In other words, in mid life I'm finally comfortable with who I am. What a great place to be!

 I love to tell people just what I think of them and I am hoping to encourage you to do the same. By now, you might be thinking "What is up with this Chick? Does she go around berating people or what??"  Of course not!! I am talking about really telling people what you think of them, how they have impacted your life or what they truly mean to you. It's easier than you think. Write a letter, send a note card or just look the person in the eye and tell them whatever it is you really like about this person. It doesn't have to be a big production. A few kind words and taking the time to express them is quite meaningful. Just make sure it's genuine and sincere.

My challenge to you. Take an extra 5 minutes this week and let someone know what they mean to you. You might just be glad you did.





Thursday, February 9, 2012

Why O Why?

Monday was quite the productive day for me. My guest room started becoming my office and craft room. Measurements were taken. Furniture was moved. Power tools were used. Excitement abounded!

Then it started, I showered and headed to Church for a meeting. I had the chills, couldn't get warm. I live in the Desert. It's just not that cold here. Mind was kind of fuzzy. Well, more fuzzy than normal. By the time I arrived home I knew that the flu, yep the stupid FLU had invaded my body. Temperature pushing 101, chills, body aches. Why O Why did I not get a flu shot this year? And Lord, please let me not have infected the entire Church Leadership Committee!!

All my plans for the next day, ca put! Cancelled everything. Still running a fever and feeling achy. That means I am contagious. Germaphobes do not like to spread their germs anymore than they want to receive germs. I must now lay around all day watching TV and playing mindless facebook games while whining "I haaaaate being sick."

That night, lying in bed an itchy spot started annoying me. As my hand made it's way to said itchy spot, bumps were discovered....what the heck is this? Uh Oh....it all started sinking in, the fever, chills, body ache. This happened once before five years ago. Yep, sure enough. Upon further investigation, it was not the flu at all. I had been bitten by a black widow spider.

On my buttock, my rear end, my behind, my gall darn Butt! How the heck can a spider bite you on the butt and you not even know for 24 hours?? How did the spider get there in the first place and what the heck is a black widow spider doing hanging around my house?? And where is the spider now??? I Must find these answers! Anyone know a good P.I. for hire?