If
you’re like me, you probably wake up in the morning with about 82 random
thoughts going through your mind as you peer through blurry eyes at the ceiling.
Right? And after the first one, I Want Coffee, others begin thrashing around wanting attention. They might go
something like this.
On
one of my trips across country, it was my turn to go through security. One
agent, a woman, had a ‘tude. She looked at me from afar, then wiggled her fingers for
me to come forward saying, “C’mon, lemme see your bling.” I obediently drew
near, held out my hands and showed her – my one, plain, well worn, gold, diamond-less wedding ring. No bling.
She was so bummed. “Oh, you don’t have any bling.” I grinned all the way to the
plane.
The
last bite of a purple Popsicle can be tricky for a four-year-old. Will it drop or will
she manage to slurp it into her mouth just in time? It can be tense. The slurp, the napkin or the sidewalk? I always root for the slurp or the napkin. The sidewalk can have her
bubblegum.
I
spent over seventy dollars on groceries yesterday and still forgot the
dishwasher detergent. One of the first things on my list because I’m all out.
Dang!
Is
it time to pick blueberries yet and should I go before or after my shower?
After. Why stink up a perfectly good berry patch? On the way home pick up more
pint jars – and the dishwasher detergent, and some milk.
We
have a pool going among our card playing friends (we play pinochle almost every
Saturday night). Who will get the first “Fall Sneak Preview!” catalog? Summer
stuff is crazy on sale right now, so it’s gotta be soon. We still haven’t
figured out the prize for winning the pool. Ideas welcome. Or you could join the pool. We're very open to new members as long as you don't trump Ed's ace. He hates that.
Will
I EVER get to visit Cape Cod.
Then
finally – “Where have all the flowers gone – long time passing”. Ugh - one of
those 60’s songs sitting in the back of my brain waiting to attack when my
resistance is low. I’ll have you know I’m a Hippy in body type only. My mind never
went there. It’s so unfair.
And I’ve
only been awake for two minutes. I want my coffee!
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Susan ~ I especially liked your thoughts about going through the airport. It's no wonder she thought you were wearing bling because you see, my friend, you are a dazzling person! Loved your morning thoughts. (And aim for Cape Cod next year... you and your hubby or one of those family vacations!) Love ya, Cindy xo
ReplyDeleteAw, Cindy, you make me blush. The Cape is on my bucket list. Thanks for commenting - Love ya back! XOXO
ReplyDeleteCute. I can relate to forgetting the dishwashing liquid. You too, huh? More than once or twice, I have gone through the effort of making a grocery list, (not to forget important items), only to FORGET the list at home! LOL
ReplyDeleteBeen there, done that, too, Jen. Nice to know I'm in such good company!
DeleteRecipe for Dishwasher Soap
ReplyDelete1/3 C. Washing soda
1/3 C. Baking soda
1/3 C. Borax
1 pkg unsweetened lemonade kool-aid mix (I keep several in the cupboard- they're cheap and come in handy for lots of uses!)
Combine in a pretty jar (or ugly plastic tub)
Use 1-2 Tablespoons per load (less is more.... reduce amount if glasses come out cloudy).
Add 1/3 C. White Vinegar in the bottom of the machine if you have hard water.
Voila! Never run out of detergent again!
....can't help you with the purple popsicle.
Elizabeth! Thank you. Will give this a try - as long as I don't run out of Borax. =0)
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