Joke of the Day

This is the joke G told us this morning at 6:40 am.............

What did the 0 say to the 8????

NICE BELT!

Have a good day.....

WHAT? Speak up!!!!

This is what I have heard today........"What?"........."Can you speak?".........."Are you OK?"......or people have been politely smiling at me. I have laryngitis and cannot speak! Its great until your business phone rings and your husband has to answer it, OR your kids are doing something wrong you are trying to correct them, OR your dad calls you with Girl Scout Cookie orders from his work and you need to respond, OR you have lunch with your friends in a loud restaurant (It is Taco Tuesday at Rosas), OR you want to try on some new CUTE sunglasses and need help because they were in a glass case........and a whole list of other things! Very frustrating!

I have gotten lots of advice: gargle with salt water, rest, dont try to talk, drink tea with lots of honey and lemon, drink a hot toddy or two or three (whatever it takes...I was told), have cough drops.

Lets hope the voice fairy comes by tonight and drops mine off! I need it!

You Know You're A Grown Up When...........

.....you make an appointment to get your teeth cleaned without anyone having to remind you.

.....strangers compliment your best friend on her new haircut and you don't feel the overwhelming urge to race out and get your own hair styled the same way.

.....you aren't embarrassed to admit you still like Motley Crue.

.....it has finally registered that snooping around on your husband's computer---whether it be checking his history or reading his email---will never make you feel better, but only cause trouble.

.....you remember to change your sheets before you can't remember when you last changed them.

.....you realize that sometimes it really is better to say nothing at all if you can't say something nice.

.....even though you have a great behind, and can rock a pair of low rise jeans like nobody's business, you have embraced the truth that butt cleavage is a big mistake for anyone over...well, for anyone, actually.

.....your sister/boss/bff is in a lousy mood and you let her ride it out, rather than trying to jolly her out of it.

.....you buy yourself an overpriced pair of boots, a weekend in San Francisco, or a new puppy---just because you can.

****This was COPIED out of Redbook Feb 08...page 188*** I just liked it!

You should try it...........

Those of you that grew up listening to the GoGos song "Our Lips Are Sealed" that is on my playlist.......try this.........
Turn it up as loud as your computer will let you and see the reaction from your kids. I just did it and before it started I told them that I used to listen to that song when I was a little older than Jill. They all got up from the breakfast table and started dancing! SO HILARIOUS!

DATE NIGHT!

J and I had a date last night. I have wanted to see "27 Dresses" since it came out, so......Friday I said "We should have Date Night tomorrow night and you can take me to see that movie"........J knew what movie it was...he was not thrilled.....but called a sitter anyway! We left here thinking that we could eat at Outback before the movie.....WRONG! So we had to go to the mall because we had about an hour before the movie----I tried on some dresses (did not love either of them enough to buy them) and went to VS to get some new undergarments (none I liked in my size), SO...........after the unsuccessful shopping trip, we were off to the movie.

I liked it, J could have cared less. His comment for the movie is "it was not as bad as Kate and Leopold".....I drug him to that one a very long time ago. I barely even remember it. It is definitely a "CHICK FLICK".........there were other people on dates in there, but mostly it was girls! (On a side note.....a few girlfriends and I were going to go see it last Sunday, but by the time church was over and children were fed and situated........we missed it.)

After the movie, we went to Outback and ate. It was great.......we did not have to wait (probably since it was 9:10 pm) and ordered one of my favorite things as an appetizer.....artichoke and spinach dip! We split an entree, since it was after 9:00 and all......then real life hit and we remembered that we had to go to Wal-Mart for a few things before heading back home.
BACK TO LIFE........BACK TO REALITY........sounds like a song, doesn't it!!??

Lady's Latest Article.....appears 1/26/08 in the Abilene Reporter

Long overdue closet cleaning unearths delightful memories

I quit making New Year's resolutions years ago; they were always the same. Get in shape. Get organized. I never did either.
When my husband said Twiggy was too skinny, and a friend observed the cemetery was all about organization, that was enough for me!
Now, as friends are buying shelving and plastic tubs for organizing and/or sweating at the gym while starving, I'm reading, drinking cokes and eating bon-bons. The perfect solutions for January blahs.
Cleaning out "the closet" had nothing to do with resolutions but everything to do with indignation and, I admit, curiosity.
A son used the closet once as "show-and-tell" in a science class: "The black hole is like our closet; stuff disappears in it and you never see it again." He showed nothing and told everything!
"How about the closet, Mom?" my daughter questioned when I complained of a slight unidentified smell.
"Even paper can stink when closed up for a long while."
Smart aleck kids!
"What's in there, anyway?" my husband asked.
"Stuff. Important stuff," I defended.
"Like what?"
I sort of knew but couldn't be specific.
Determined to have a "show-and-tell" of my own and get to the bottom of it, so to speak, I opened the closet door.
The top and more recent layers were drudgery -- what to throw away, what to keep and how to file it. Mostly, I tossed it in the trash.
Working down, layers became more fascinating. I was reliving the past. With pictures. And were there ever pictures! Some people I didn't know or no longer recognized -- bell bottom pants, bee-hive hairdos, plaid polyester coats, and kids. They could have been us and ours.
The Bible our son received at graduation from kindergarten. The receipt we needed for our taxes in 1992. A sweater two sizes ago. A $50 mail-in rebate for the 8-year-old TV. Someone's wedding present. Unfinished needlework.
That little closet held layers of my family's life.
Never mind why they were there, unorganized. I had known they were worth keeping and put them there until I found the right place. Maybe the closet was the right place.
I'm glad clearing the closet wasn't due to a "resolution." I would've been so intent on arrival,
I'd have missed the trip. And was it ever a trip!
Propped against the closet door I laughed, cried, remembered and rearranged the stacks. The farther down I got, the less I threw away.
Tucked in the middle lay a precious memory, waiting to be resumed. A blue spiral notebook that a friend and I agreed to write in and mail to one another when she moved to Arizona by way of El Paso.
Between us, we had nine kids and a sweet friendship. The notebook would be met with great anticipation when it arrived in my mailbox. I'd hide somewhere, skim over it quickly, then read it slowly, savoring each word.
Life got more complicated. My friend and I lost touch. Our kids are grown, and we both have grandchildren. I wondered if she remembered the notebook. Because I have it, I guess I'm the one who dropped the pen.
Perhaps I'll make a New Year's resolution after all: Don't be so busy tending to the necessary that essentials are ignored. Essentials like relationships.
With the closet half finished, I grabbed a diet Coke, a couple of bon-bons and settled in with the blue notebook to write my friend, Mackey, the one who went to Arizona by way of El Paso.
Will she ever be surprised!
Betty Davis is a freelance writer in Abilene and regular columnist. She is a former Abilene public school board president.

A Visitor.........

This is J's brother, Tim. Grant made cupcakes today and shared them with Uncle T. I think both of them were enjoying their visit. : ) You should have seen T trying to kiss G......he sounds like a girl when he screams!