Are you kidding me?

Sometimes things happen that just make me stop and wonder.....HUH? I've known for a very long time that we live in an instant gratification world where everything has to be fast and above all EASY.
Gone is the time of my Dad who would admonish me that anything worth having was worth working toward and waiting for.
I confess that I also slip into the "I want what I want when I want it" frame of mind but there is usually someone or something that snaps me back to reality.
My rant today is about the laundry product that you can drop in the washer and then in the dryer with the wet clothes and it "does everything but fold."
Exactly how lazy (or busy) have we become that the mere task of measuring laundry soap and fabric softener can completely wreck havoc on our daily scheduling. And truly that woman that does the commercial makes my hand literally itch to slap that silly complacent smirk off her face.
Maybe it is just me - but if I miss the rinse cycle with my fabric softener (which I rarely use) there's always the option of pouring a little on a washcloth and tossing it in the dryer. Or just count on my "oh so dependable" dryer balls to do the work for me. I actually prefer the little blue spiky balls because they don't leave an animal fat coating on my clothing.
Done with that now. I'm sorry I haven't been blogging much lately, I have been completely immersed in FarmTown.

Puppy Withdrawal

I knew it would happen the moment I agreed to go to Hazen and pick up Genevieve's puppy. I knew I would fall in love and no matter what I would want to keep it. One has to wonder what it is inside me that makes me crave to have dogs everywhere. Do I just not like people as much as I should. Do I need to be needed by something small and helpless. Or am I just simply touched in the head and in need of serious mental work.
But, take a look at that baby and tell me you wouldn't want to hide him under your bed and never let him go. He is the most precious of the precious. He was with me for 24 hours and he never had one accident in the house. Of course he is so tiny I was in danger of losing him in the grass a time of two but he piddled and pooped in the yard like a good boy. He did raise quite a racket last night. I didn't hear it - Roger got to do the 11 to 7 duty with him.
Genevieve is smitten - I believe she has already taken him swimming. **Side to puppy - you're going to have be a tough little customer.
Audrey told me today "I knew mommy & daddy were getting Genevieve a dog." "How did you know that?" I asked. "I knew it in my mind." was her reply. She came up to me and threw her little arms around me and said "Oh, meemaw thank you so much!" I told her the pup was a gift from her parents all we did was go pick him up. But that didn't matter to Audrey she was just thrilled that G got the dog she had been dreaming of.
We all love him big time and his new name is Charly.

Of No Importance

Recent events have brought home how public the lives of public figures really are. The word celebrity takes on new meaning upon their deaths. In the words of my darling daughter, it has not been a good time to be a celebrity. Maybe it is because we see so much and hear so much about these people that we think we know them and have a right to a window into their private selves.
I was never a MJ fan - although Kaylee had a MJ poster at the appropriate time in her life. I thought he was near genius in talent and skill. However, let's face it he just became so strangely unhinged that the mere sight of him caused me to avert my eyes.
Recently a congressman who has decided to make himself relevant by publicly discussing MJ's many flaws has had his mug all over the TV. All the things that everyone was unwilling to say about him in life they feel free to pontificate very publicly on in death. Honestly, no one could say anything about Michael that I haven't either thought or said myself. But really does it change anything to buzz this around now that he is gone? He was most likely all the things that are spoken of and probably more. However, there are some children who have lost someone in their lives. I like many others wonder what those kids have seen, heard and been subjected to in their short lives and probably more to come. But at this point negativity will only serve to injure them further.
Everytime someone famous passes - every washed up or insignificant personality manages to get their face on TV and talk about how well they knew the deceased and what great friends they were. One has to wonder if they really knew him and were so close wouldn't they be consumed with a sense of loss which would render them unable to talk about him. Instead they try to boost their own careers by capitalizing on his death.
For my part I pray that there will be peace!

You Can Never Go Home Again

I just returned from a week long trip to the Texas panhandle to visit my old home town, attend a reunion and spend some time with my mom. To say this trip was a mixed blessing would be an understatement.
I enjoyed catching up with some old friends, some of which I hadn't seen in several, several years. I missed some old friends that I will never have the opportunity to see again. I walked the pathways of my youth and found them much unchanged. And I learned a lesson in relationships that needed to be learned.
I will not go into great detail but I am exhausted from trying to please a very important person to me. And am amazed that person cannot see how hurtful criticism and accusations can be. My tongue is practically chewed in two from biting it to keep from lashing out. My shoulders are permanently scrunched up around my ears in an attempt to ward off scathing critical tirades.
What is very interesting is that I can be alone with this person and we get along fine, however, if another individual is thrown into the mix, suddenly I have a giant target painted on me and the shots never fail to hit the mark.
I was never happier to see my dear husband who loves me just the way I am (old, overweight and tired) and who thinks that I am a truly good person. I regret that I took someone with me for this trip. We had a super time but I hate that she had to witness the behavior that manifested. Together we laughed and truly enjoyed ourselves but it was always tempered by the fact that someone else was unhappy and having a perfectly miserable time. Worse still was the fact that my traveling companion never gets to go anywhere and we ruined what could have been a very relaxing and wonderful time for her. Shame on us!
I am posting some pics so you can see the lovely land I come from - no wonder some people are P O'd all the time! :)