Let me say it right out loud and get it out of the way. I'm glad it was the Freis's going home. I hope the Moutras win.
The things I liked about tonight's show...
Cody was talking to Dawn's dad while they were working on the car, and Dawn's dad says, "So what's this about Dawn changing her job?" And Cody starts stuttering and stammering. Now that was funny. Cody can barely get the right words out. But Dawn was very open at the beginning of the show (but not in front of her dad) about how she "threw away" seven years of medical school to become a flight attendant. She says it with her perky little smile like it was nothing. I wonder who paid for all of that. Maybe daddy? Did you get the feeling her dad was mad as hops, but was just making nice for the camera? He's an attorney. He's used to wearing a poker face. Awkward...
I liked watching the relationship develop between Crystal's dad and Johnnie. It was so interesting how Johnnie worried about working on the car--he wanted to make sure he was giving her dad the appropriate respect without getting walked on as a man himself. I am fascinated by the dynamics of relationships between men because they relate to each other SO differently than women do.
I think one of the reasons I like reality shows is because I'm a student of human nature, for lack of a better way to describe it. It's probably one of the most intriguing subjects there is for me. I like to get to know people and try to figure them out, to learn them, to predict what they might do...the material is just never-ending.
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Let me say it right out loud and get it out of the way. I'm glad it was the Freis's going home. I hope the Moutras win.
What is it called when you have all these great ideas about what to write, and when you sit down, nothing is there? Whatever it is, I have it!
It's not that it's been uneventful, it hasn't. I think I just get interrupted so many times at the computer that my brain says, "Not bothering to produce a coherent thought, here. It's just not worth it."
So maybe I'll just write an update in the next seven minutes before "Here Come the Newlyweds" starts, and we'll see what I come up with.
Okay, quick. Thursday. I don't know what happened. That was quick.
Friday, we had a scrapbooking social at work. That was very fun. I was tired at the end of the day, but hey. How often do I get paid to play with my scrapbook stuff? The attendance wasn't very high, but we all had a great time. And, everyone who came to peek in on us was jealous.
Friday evening, now that was funny. The boys all left to go play pool, and Johnny had his car blocking all the other cars in. Pearly had to leave to go home, and we couldn't get the car out. When I called the boys to see if there was a spare set of keys, fortunately there was. I took the key out there, unlocked the door, put the key in the ignition, and ... it wouldn't start. BUT, the alarm sounded, and that is one obnoxious alarm. Weee--ooooo, weeeeee--ooooooo, wonk! wonk! wonk! wonk! weeee--ooooooo, weeeee--ooooooo!
I'm in there, stepping on the brakes, jiggling the steering wheel, shutting the door, opening the door, everything I can think of , and nothing is working. Finally it stopped. Whew.
So I think, now it's going to let me start it. I try again. NOT! Weeeee--oooooooo...oh, no, not again. Three times, I did that. My honey finally got in the car to try it, and he didn't have any better luck. This is ten-thirty at night, and I'm waiting for one of the neighbors to call the cops. He's getting mad, Pearly's covering her ears because it's so LOUD, and the girls and I are standing on the sidewalk, practically peeing our pants laughing. I could hardly stand up.
We call the boys back, and all I said to Rob was, "How do you turn the alarm off on John's car?" I hear him start to laugh. John says, "Oh, yeah. Shoot." What? That's it? Oh shoot? And then he tells me there is another little remote inside his dresser drawer. He could have told us that from the get. Problem solved.
Then...well, that update will have to wait for tomorrow, or later tonight. Time to go watch the newlyweds...it's been lovely.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
I was SO disappointed tonight. I had to record AI because foolishly, I had scheduled a haircut appointment right at 8:00, of all times on a Wednesday. What was I thinking?
Then I got home with my brand new "do" (well, it's a recycled one, almost like the last one), and had to wait patiently as someone was watching something. As soon as the TV was free, though, I was replaying the AI show from tonight. The first thing out of the chute--Chikezie's in the bottom three. WHAT??
The next one is Syesha. Just as bad. Oh, stink. And then Kim? I think her name is Kim...she could have gone home. No. Kristi. It's Kristi. Why can't I remember that? Why isn't it Jason, Ramiele, and Kristi? They're MY bottom three.
Well, I'm consoling myself with thoughts of Kimberly Locke...she came in third in Season 2, and it doesn't look like it has hurt her any. A record deal or two, and a nice restaurant thrown in? Not bad at all.
On the bright side, Chikezie will still be going on tour with the top 10. He has a great chance of getting a record deal, and, AND, I can buy his songs on iTunes right now! In fact, I might have to go there now to pick up David Cook's song from last night. Very nice. Now I have a break from reality shows for a couple of days...time to get some work done.
Somehow (please don't be surprised) I lost my feedburner information. And somehow, I have created two accounts, and the only one I can log into apparently has no feeds. Sometimes I think I shouldn't be let out on my own. LOL
Well, I'm going to reassign the feed, so if there are suddenly no feeds, you'll know why. C'mon back and click on the feedburner thing again.
As long as I'm posting, what about American Idol last night? WOW-za. I loved David Archuleta's song even though the judges didn't seem wowed. But it wasn't the best one for me. My favorites...David Cook, Michael Johns, Syesha, and Carly.
I think Jason or Ramiele might go home tonight.
thoughts from daisy at 8:02 AM
Does this count as a wacky web Wednesday? I must admit this makes me feel a little lonely.
And how about this? Somewhat appalling, but somewhat funny.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
What a day it was. I felt horrible this morning. I had a massive headache, and even though I wanted to get up, I couldn't make myself budge. My honey got up around seven and started cooking for the day. The meal probably turned out better because of my staying in bed. He made cornbread (the moist kind with real corn and shredded cheese), greens with smoked turkey, ham, and a turkey breast.
The kids brought/made macaroni and cheese, green bean casserole, mashed potatoes and rutabagas, and sweet potatoes. My SIL Marge brought pies and cookies, and Luvvy, my honey's ex, brought a pan of brownies. We were only missing a couple of the kids...the ones who live up north about three hours (who have four of our grandbabies), and Em & Jo-Jo, who were painting their kitchen this weekend. So nine of the kids with their others and six of the ten grandbabies were here, and the walls were just pulsating with all the energy inside the house.
It's too bad it was so cold and slushy. The kids could have had a great time playing outside. But instead, they were running like madmen up and down the hall. I
got to had to leave to find an open store that had Crystal hot sauce for the greens, and it took me almost an hour to find one.
And at the end of the day, when the last guests were leaving, my outside light was burned out. I have this pole lamp by the door. The shade is broken off so just the light bulb sticks up from the top of the lamp. Lame, I know, but it works for now. I took this pole lamp and held it out the front door with the light bulb sticking out a couple feet so they could see to walk to their car. One of the girls informed me I had just fallen to a new level of ghetto-ness. It's a good thing no neighbors drove by.
FYI: spoiler alert for Here Come the Newlyweds
Then I turned on Here Come the Newlyweds. Out of all the couples, I think the Moutras are my favorites, and then the Holmes's, and in third, the Fries's. Crystal and Johnnie are just like the next door neighbors, you know? They're down to earth, they're real, they're open and friendly. I'd hang out with them anytime.
Lance and Heather seem like the type to have fun whatever they do, and they seem to take on life with a positive attitude. I like that. However, if we were in high school together, we would never hang out. They would be in the way cooler group.
Cody and Dawn seemed too perfect at first, and I didn't like them. Then during the episode with the roast, I figured out that Dawn was a control freak. I liked them a little more then, but not a lot. But I loved that Cody took charge about the money, and the best part was that it didn't turn out badly. She needs to learn to trust him more. He's a good guy, got a good head on his shoulders. I was amazed that they didn't get voted off, actually. Rather shocking. Well, we'll see if Cody actually meant what he said about not voting off whoever else takes the money and trades that for staying safe.
The Krashins are history...bye bye Dana and Steve. I think they wrote their own farewell last week when they pulled a fast one and lied about who they were going to vote for. It's such a tricky situation to stay on top of. I would find it very difficult to plan a winning strategy for that game. People figure out very quickly when a person is not on the up and up, and with that much money at stake, they don't pull any punches.
Does anyone know how they will determine the last couple? I never watched Survivor or Lost or whatever one was similar to this. I don't know what happens at the end. Obviously no one is going to vote themselves off, so it'll be one vote for each couple. I can just see it now. Oh surprise! It's a tie. Whatever shall we do? Let's try it again. Maybe one of these couples will be dumb enough to vote for themselves this time, and we'll solve the problem.
They must have a plan.
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Time has just flown by since Wednesday. I've been on spring break all week, and I've felt like a snowball rolling downhill. Monday and Tuesday went by slowly, Wednesday picked up a little speed, and all of a sudden, I realized that it's Saturday evening and my week is almost over.
On Thursday, my honey and I went out to the Vietnam House for lunch. We tried something new...a shrimp hotpot soup, and a catfish hotpot with no soup. The soup was so interesting. There were very thin slices of some spongy green vegetable that had a tangy citrusy flavor in the soup (anyone know what it might be called?), slices of jalapeno peppers, bean sprouts, shrimp, big tomato chunks, and pineapple slices! Fabulous. But if you had asked me if I thought those flavors would go well together, I might have thought you had lost your mind. But it was amazing. The flavor just explodes in your mouth.
Then there was some fish sauce with a very spicy red pepper paste mixed in to dip with. I left the pepper paste alone, by the way. I only do mild to medium spice. But my honey loved it. Cleared his sinuses right up.
I don't know if I should tell you that we also went to his ex-wife's house on Thursday after lunch to take pictures of the beautiful jewelry that she makes. She wants to get an Etsy store going, and I'm giving her a hand with the technical side of it. We were there about four hours, and then we went home to make supper for our starving children. We had a lovely day out, thanks to Gee who watched little X-man.
On Friday, we watched two of the grandbabies, X-man and Baby Del, and that about wiped me out. I don't know how I did it before when the kids were little. I had two or three of them home all day during the school year, and all of them during the summer. Of course, they were not all two years old. But still. I sit here wondering where my get-up-and-go got up and went to. I'm too young to feel old.
Today we did some miscellaneous shopping, cooking and cleaning, and a little bit of babywatching thrown in again. I'm exhausted. And tomorrow we're having a houseful of people over for dinner. I can't wait to go back to work to catch a break! Wow.
But Oh! One of the highlights of my week was getting this beautiful necklace in the mail. I won it in the 5 Minutes for Mom Ultimate Blog Party! It was made by Autumn Daisy, who sells her handmade items on Etsy. Thanks so much to Crazy Daisy for telling me about the Blog Party...I was in the land of oblivion and hadn't been out visiting anywhere. Is this not simply exquisite?
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
I'm going to join my friend Crazy Daisy from Forever Daisies and post a Wacky Web Wednesday today. This video,
that E.Gwen (excuse me...I was corrected by both of the girls) that Gee shared with me, that I want to share with you is actually, strangely enough, a video response to the video that Crazy Daisy posted for today. How funny is that! Totally serendipitious. (Did I spell that right?) Anyway, if you click on the "wacky web wednesday" tag under her post, you can see the fun videos Crazy Daisy has found so far. I whiled away a nice chunk of time watching them!
And one more very cool site I discovered today is Pandora.com. If you register (very simple, just email, a password, gender and zip code), you can type in an artist or a song and it will create a "radio station" that will play similar music to the artist or song you selected. It makes a great background when you're blogging or working on the computer, or even doing the dishes! It's easy to use, and there are also preset styles if you want a little wider variety. Check it out.
Just a short note on American Idol. Last night was not so great. I think it was a mistake to do the Beatles two weeks in a row. Last week was really good, but it made this week look like a second rate has-been.
I loved Chikezie's take on his song. He just makes me laugh, in a good way. I've loved that song since I first heard it. Syesha's version of "Yesterday" was pretty darn good. And Carly did a good job with "Blackbird," and even though I'd never heard the song before, I liked it a lot! Jason was just kind of goofy. And the Davids were predictably good, although they are very different from each other. David Archuleta is young, but he has an old soul. I missed the first singer (Amanda) last night, which was fine with me. I'm ready for her to go home. She's not very versatile, and I'm not a fan of her rock style. Probably not cool to admit that, but it's true. Brooke irritates me, for some reason. I haven't figured out why, exactly. Kristi will be gone soon.
I never thought I'd say it, but it's getting kind of same-old same-old for me. I missed the second half of the season premiere of Dancing With the Stars for THIS???
Sunday, March 16, 2008
No, not us! We've been married almost five years. Five. Unbelievable.
Anyway, I'm talking about the show. It's kind of along the idea of Survivor, but they're not on an island. There are six couples living in this house. (Or are they down to five?) It's kind of artificial, but the couples are so FUNNY. It's way more fun to sit and laugh at them than it is to look at yourself and point fingers.
And, AND, Dancing With the Stars is starting MONDAY!!
I'm going to be busy with reality shows, aren't I? Fortunately, ABC shows their episodes online, so I can catch up on my lunch hour if I miss them. Ha.
But this newlywed show is pretty good. We've noticed that one of the girls on there greatly resembles one of our friends, at least as far as looks go. Attitude wise, don't know. People tend to not be themselves so much when they are around other people. Maybe we should go ballroom dancing together with them and then we'd find out. Their personalities just sneaked right out of the box when they were learning the tango. Do this. Don't do that. What are you doing that for? Some of those girls were SO bossy.
Even though that was pretty funny, I think the most hysterical thing so far was when the guys were driving and they had to take directions from the wives. The only catch, the guys were BLINDFOLDED!!! And there were LOTS of obstacles! I laughed so much my sides hurt.
You gotta watch it. Sunday nights. 10 PM E/9 PM C. Catch up on the episodes you missed at ABC.com. I know, I sound like a commercial, don't I? Sorry. I really don't mean to.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
You know what I love about my honey? He's so totally honest about everything. He's not afraid to stand up for what he thinks is right. I could learn some things about that from him.
Take tonight. We went to a Sat night service at a church that he had not been to before. They rent space in another church because they don't have their own building yet. The pastor came by and introduced himself to us. My honey and I made our way to the restroom before we went to sit down, and I was waiting for him in the hall. After he came out, we were headed toward the sanctuary when he just stopped dead in his tracks, and his face completely fell.
I followed his eyes up the wall and saw what he saw. "I can't stay here," he said. The Mississippi state flag was hanging there, and if you've not seen it before, it looks much like the confederate flag. If you want to see him get riled up in a hurry, just fly one of those around.
I was looking at it and realized that it was there with a few other flags, and the caption said, Places We Have Served. I pointed that out, but it didn't matter. He sat for a minute and decided he couldn't do it. He couldn't sit, knowing it was in the same building, so we left.
It's nothing against Mississippi in general, but it just isn't appropriate to have any symbol like that hanging in a public place, particularly a church. "Southern pride", you say? NOT. It's like hanging a swastika in a church. People can defend it all they want. It doesn't matter. It's wrong.
As we were walking out, the pastor stopped us and said, "You're not going to stay?" My honey explained the situation to him, and he said, "Well, we'll just take it down, then. If you want the truth, it offends me, too." And he did. Just like that.
I think I said that it is not their facility...they are just borrowing the space from the church that owns the building. So it wasn't their idea to put it up. But. Still not okay. It made me feel quite creepy.
I love that my honey has to do that. I would so rather have an honest man who is blunt, than one who is so smooth that butter wouldn't melt in his mouth, but he won't stand up for what is right.
thoughts from daisy at 11:09 PM
Thursday, March 13, 2008
I was going to post my thoughts on the Idol elimination, but I just read Matthew Raley's first novel, Fallen, and I would rather write about that right now. I just don't want to think about the fact that David Hernandez was let go. I want to put my fingers in my ears and sing loudly in reverse so I could go back and not hear it. Then maybe it wouldn't be true. Oh. I guess I'm writing about it anyway!
Well, Fallen was just released in February, so I had a tough time getting it at the library. I had to buy it, but it was so worth it! The first scene pulled me right into the story. Jim, the chairman of the board of a rapidly growing church, happens to see the head pastor of the church stepping out of a car at the local coffee shop. The driver is a woman, and is definitely not the pastor's wife.
What would YOU do? What Jim does is the rest of the story. It's a story as old as the world, but just as fresh as today. Today we speak much of grace, forgiveness and love. But should those qualities share the seat with accountability and consequences for wrongdoing? Was there wrong done?
The reader gets to sit in on the conversations and the self talk in Jim's head. I found myself dragged back and forth, able to see both sides of the situation right along with Jim. Oh, I'm just dying to tell you more about it, but I really don't want to ruin the book for you.
I started it today, and I finished it today! I haven't done that with a book for a long, long time.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Lesson from today: Never cook dinner during American Idol.
I was trying to finish making the quesadillas for dinner, but I had to keep running in the other room to see what was going on. You can't just listen to results night from the other room--you hafta see the faces. Well, I got a little sidetracked and stayed in there too long...here's what happened to the quesadilla. Who do you suppose is going to want this?
You know what? I just peeled that puppy off, slapped a fresh tortilla on there, and flipped it over to cook it...just like new again! It's an occupational hazard of my easily-distracted brilliant mind. I'm becoming an expert at saving burnt food.
thoughts from daisy at 11:55 PM
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Do you remember getting to go out for recess in elementary school? It felt like a huge free-for-all. We would pour out of the classroom door like marbles bouncing down the stairs. Time to play. This was serious stuff, you know! We would scatter all over the playground, talking to everyone, playing over here, and then over there...
Well, the Ultimate Blog Party is even better than recess. 5 Minutes for Mom organized this so we bloggers can spend even more time online than we usually do! LOL
Okay (panting), here are my choices for prizes. I've been going through them, looking at the goodies, picking my faves, narrowing my many choices down to a manageable number...here they are!
#3: A gift certificate for the Beady Queen. Don't you love that name? You'll love her designs, too! I think an eyeglass chain would be just lovely.
#29: A gift certificate for Mommy Bracelets. Beautiful crystal and sterling designs.
#87: I adore this pendant on an orange and blue beaded necklace, made by Autumn Daisy.
#135: A gorgeous cross or heart pendant from Dandelion Dayz.
And finally, #137: If I understand it right, craftymom is giving away a knitting goody bag. Although her blog post says a gift card for Joann...maybe I'm confused. Well, that is nothing new at all. Either one would be fabulous.
Whew! I think I got it right.
Go to the Blog Party site QUICK! Check the rules cuz I don't want to be responsible for you losing out (I know ya gotta write a post about it). Get on the list, and then go check out the rest of your new blogland friends. Well, you probably won't have time for all of them, cuz there are now over 1200 blogs on the Mr. Linky! You would probably grow roots from your behind, down through your chair into the floor, never to be dislodged again. On the bright side, someone else would have to cook dinner!
Oh, hey! Before you go...check out my giveaway below, too. Easy peasy.
thoughts from daisy at 3:08 PM
Her story reminds me of Grandma Moses' story: she lived a full life, but then at an age where most people are thinking of slowing down gracefully, Roberta Simpson, better known as Nana, launched her life in a whole new direction. She didn't intend to do so, but when God talked to her about it, she listened! And the rest is right here.
Leave a comment to be entered to win her book. I'll draw a name on Tuesday, March 18.
As the voice of Sheila Walsh rolled out of the speakers, reading the story of David and Goliath, I could almost imagine myself sitting at Nana's house, listening intently as she told me age-old stories from the Bible from the point of view of a little donkey or a little boy! Roberta (Nana) writes just as if she were sitting in your living room, speaking through the characters as though they were personal friends, bringing you right into the story on the wings of your imagination.
Way cool. I got the chance to ask Nana some questions. She is just a beautiful soul. She is so warm and friendly--I would love to be her neighbor. She has such interesting stories to tell about her own life. It's easy to see why her book is so appealing. She is truly a born storyteller. Here are her words:
Nana: It is truly an honor to have the opportunity to share some of my personal thoughts and experiences as a new author with you, Daisy, and the "A Daisy A Day" ladies! I am so blessed to see the work you are doing to help and encourage each other!
There are so many gifts lying dormant in the lives of women—just waiting to be discovered or understood. I pray not only that my book, Nana’s Bible Stories, will be encouraging to the children in your life—but, also that my personal story will be of encouragement to many of you as you pursue your calling.
Me: Your personal story is one of obedience. You didn’t plan to become an author. Tell us about some of the challenges you faced from family, friends, etc. on your journey.
Nana: Challenges do come, and they come often. Some years ago, I did a writing seminar, here in Barbados. I remember being so excited, as I did want to write, but up until then, I had only written articles for the newspaper, and a few plays for church.
The gentleman who read and corrected all that I had written scribbled all over them with a nasty little red pen. On the bottom he wrote, “You can’t write!” I shrugged and thought, “I have five kids to raise and I have lots to do, so never mind!” He was a very influential man in Barbados – in fact, he was a well known Pastor! Lesson to be learned in this? When God says you can do it, even a well known Pastor cannot get in the way with his negative comments!
Years later, when I knew God spoke to me about writing, I felt excited and flew home (I mean drove!) and started to write. I believe what was important at that time, was obeying God, and not listening to man!
Friends and especially family have totally encouraged me on my adventure, and this is really special!
Me: Unbelievable. Well, obviously this man was mistaken! You're a born storyteller. You have been telling stories to your five children and nine grandchildren for many years. Why do you believe the art of storytelling is so important…and why do children respond so well to stories?
Nana: Storytelling is so important firstly because you are engaging a child or children for a special time. I love to use my grandchildren’s names in the stories as I have done in Nana’s Bible Stories.
I believe storytelling is an adventure, and what you are doing is bringing children into the story. It is also a great time for cuddling, and being close to the kids – it is a time for bonding, and engaging their trust. I find there is not a child I have met who does not just LOVE having a story read, or told to them!
I believe that children respond to stories (if they are good stories!) because it is a time where they can listen to a story about someone or something else other than what they see and feel everyday, and many times can place themselves into the story – e.g. “What would I have done?”
While playing with kids, I love starting a story – “Once upon a time, there was a…” then I would point to one of the kids, and they would have to make up something. I would continue this way until all the kids had a turn, and we had a story! It was crazy, fun, and lots of loud laughter.
Me: It sounds like my house: crazy, fun, and lots of loud laughter. You all must have had such good times. I can see how the children would enjoy themselves. I see that your stories are told from the perspective of a child or an animal. Why is this beneficial to the child listening to the stories?
Nana: I believe that when a child listens or reads the stories about other children, they can identify with the child in the story. I hope that they will say to themselves – “I could have been that boy/girl!” I also believe that they will see how much Jesus loves children, and they were always uplifted and loved by Him in the stories.
I just love animals, and so do children. It is fun writing about them, and I know that God was pleased and loves all He created and He sure created a beautiful animal kingdom!
Me: Oh, I totally agree. Why Bible stories, though? Why do you believe it is important to introduce our children to the Bible when they are young?
Nana: I do believe, and it is also scripturally true, that if you train up a child in the scripture, and encourage that child to have a personal relationship with God, then when he/she grows up they will truly not depart from it. I have done this, and seen the results. I can truly say that all my children, and their children, know the Lord!
If we can promote the Bible as interesting, exciting, etc. then children will want to know the content. I want my stories to be exciting and truthful, so that my book can serve as an introduction to the Bible, and they will want to read more!
We need to reach kids when they are young, when their minds are open to accepting new concepts, characters etc. Look at how easily young kids can pick up new languages. When I was five years old I went to a Welsh school, where no English was spoken. I could choose to hide in a corner, as I did the first day, or jump in and learn the language. I chose to learn, and learn I did!
The minds of children are so open, and accepting. When kids learn the Bible at an early age, it teaches them great values, and greatly influences the development of their character!
I think it would make such a positive and wonderful difference in children’s lives if they were required to learn Bible stories!
Me: I think you're right. And your children and grandchildren are so fortunate to have you in their lives, teaching them truth through the Bible stories you tell. But what about you? I understand that your family has a rich history…tell us a little about your parents and grandparents.
Nana: My life was very interesting with the parents and grandparents that I had. A lot of it was wonderful, but there were difficult times as well. I loved my life as a little girl. My father was a big band leader in England, and we had two pianos in our house. A grand piano in the living room, and a small piano in his music room. Music was such a huge part of my life, and I remember performing in front of his friends, singing and dancing! I even went to a few of his performances, which was a great treat, especially when I went up on the stage with him.
My mother was very beautiful and made a few movies with my father. My grandfather and grandmother were the last Rajah and Ranee of Sarawak. My grandmother, who was JM Barrie’s inspiration for “Wendy” in Peter Pan, was quite a character—she was an artist and an author as well. She took me to many interesting places, many of which she should not have taken me, like scary movies!
When I was around 9 years old, my parents got divorced and I thought it was the end of the world. She remarried to an American Colonel, who for a while was my hero, as he could get unlimited candy, coca cola, and chewing gum! Unfortunately, he was not a hero and that marriage also ended in divorce.
We learn difficult lessons in life, and I can relate to many people because of the things I had to face, including World War II, and being hated and singled out for being Jewish. Through all of the pain and heartache, I loved my family very much.
Thank you for allowing me to share a part of my life and calling with you. If you would like to learn more about me or my book, please go to http://www.nanasbiblestories.com/. You may download one of my favorite stories—The Butterfly and the Cross—the story of the crucifixion as told through the gentle and tender eyes of a butterfly. I have also included a special devotional for the story which you may share with your children this Easter season. Cuddle up with a child and enjoy!
Me: Nana, you are the sweetest grandma ever! I'd love to have you for my grandma, especially since I never knew mine. Maybe I can adopt you in reverse. Thank you so much for coming to spend time with all of us. Your stories are marvelous.
I'm going to give your book (and the CD narrated by Sheila Walsh) to one lucky reader who leaves me a comment on this post. All I need is a comment about a favorite story. I'd love it if it was a story remembered from childhood, but whatever works! Have a beautiful day, y'all, and good luck!
Monday, March 10, 2008
This is a perfect time to put the top twelve in order of my faves.
If we're talking about the guys and the gals separately, it'd go like this.
1. David Archuleta
3. Michael Johns
4. David Hernandez
5. David Cook
6. Jason Castro
1. Carly Smithson
2. Syesha Mercado
3. Kristy Lee Cook
4. Brooke White
5. Ramiele Malubay
6. Amanda Overmyer
It's hard because I want to lump some of them together. Personality-wise, some of them get on my nerves, but voice-wise, this is it.
So how was your weekend? Mine went by fast because it seems like all I did is catch up on housework OTHER than the black hole. I did start reading Jodi Picoult's new book, Change of Heart. Love it! The constant twists and turns keep you guessing, and you never quite know where the story is going. I was up reading muuuuuch later than I should have been. Then add into that the "spring ahead" time change...boy it was hard to get up this morning.
Speaking of books...tomorrow is the big day! Look for a preview, an interview, and a giveaway of Roberta Simpson's book, Nana's Bible Stories! She is one neat lady. She has more energy than I ever remember having. And she's an unbelievably young-looking 71 years old. This is her first book! What an inspiration to a wanna-be writer. Check out her bio...it's crazy interesting! I just fell in love with this lady. I want to be her neighbor and go play flashlight tag after dark! That's all I am going to say.
Saturday, March 8, 2008
Last night, I just want to tell you. I don't much like grocery shopping. I was planning on going grocery shopping, but I didn't. I went with Dee-girl to urgent care for little X-man, to help her carry stuff, you know? He's been so sick that he hasn't been eating, and all he does is sleep.
I had such a horrible evening that I would RATHER have been grocery shopping.
That clinic has the most UNcomfortable chairs! You know how it always takes forever if you don't have an appointment, and urgent cares are first come first served, of course. Well, I think I sat there, or tried to sit, for well over an hour in these stupid chairs. And they were all the same. I tried changing spots a couple of times, but it didn't help a bit! The chairs were skinny, with sharp wooden arms that dug into your sides, well, my sides anyway. I take up a little more space than some, I know, but still. Have a bench or two, people. For crying out loud. You hate big people or something?
And the seat was short. No, not like...not tall. Short, like it didn't come out towards my knees far enough. So I'm wedged in to this evil half-chair, and I'm tired, hot, itchy, and getting crabby. Did I mention twitchy, too? When I get tired, I get twitchy and I can't sit still. I have to be kicking my feet or something. It's really bad.
I don't think it's restless leg thing, whatever they call it in their cute little graphicky ads. It goes away as SOON as I get my jammies on and I get to lay down and relax. But before that? Look out!
So I'm fidgeting. And twisting. And every time I move, I slide down a little more in the chair, and at the same time, get more firmly wedged between the arms of the chair. Oh, it was killing me! So I finally just stood up and looked at the fish tank while Dee-momma was in the exam room with X-man and the doctor. Boooooorrrrring.
And what was the doctor's conclusion? The only thing it ever is lately.
A v i r u s. I could have guessed that, and Dee could have saved herself twenty dollars for the copay. But you can't play flu roulette with babies, so we take them in and make sure.
So the car ride home was like a scene from a nightmare. The heat was frying my left shin, but the car was still cold so we had to leave the fan on high. My wool coat was making me hot and itchy. There were too many things on my lap and I was getting claustrophobia. It was awful. I had to do labor breathing, seriously, to keep myself from just freaking out, kicking my feet, flailing my arms around and screaming like a banshee.
Just breathe. Don't think about it. Iiiiiin ... oooouuuuut ... iiiiiiiiin ... oooouuuuut.
I didn't want to upset the X by having him think his gramma was a psycho lady from Hanna Banana land, so I just did my deep breathing and thought about my happy place--my cozy, comfy, roomy BED!
And instead we grocery shopped for the next week--tonight. Do you know that you can't shop for your family on the same money that you did a couple of years ago? But that's a whole 'nother story that I'll save for some other day when I want to rant and rave.
thoughts from daisy at 12:27 AM
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Do not call my house between 7 and 8 pm tonight. If I am back from grocery shopping, I will be obnoxiously glued to Fox watching the Idol results show. If not, I will be dancing with frustration in the cereal aisle, wishing I were watching the Idol results show. We're picking the top 12, people!
I watched the girls last night, and there were some great performances. I wasn't as enthusiastic about Amanda's performance as the three judges seemed to be. She did it well...it's just not great to me. Maybe her personality is a little off-putting to me.
Well, it's a short, sweet post. Until later!
thoughts from daisy at 4:50 PM
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
The guys have spoken. I mean sung. Or would it be sang? They sang...they have sung. Tah-may-to, tah-mah-to.
It's easier for me to decide about the words than it is for me to decide who to vote for. Except for the little guy with the purple hair. What's his name...Danny. He's sassy. His attitude makes me laugh, but tonight his song was just okay for me. Johnny does that little flick-it-off-his-shoulder thing, too. Too funny.
I thought Chikezie was much better than Simon said. His song gave me goosebumps. I think I might have to break down and vote. And the first David? David A? Oh, my. My honey thinks he should be the winner this year. Already he has this prediction. I'm like Paula. I can find something good about all of them. Did anyone else notice that Simon was much nicer than usual tonight?? What's up with that? He only picked on about half the guys...he shocked me.
I couldn't make up my mind about the third David with his Lionel Ritchie song. I love the song (I have it for my ringtone), but I don't know if I agree with the judges, though. I'll have to go back and listen to it again. I went back and forth between liking it and hating it.
And I have to wait until tomorrow night to see the girls?? I thought this was the night that they were all going to perform. Apparently I didn't listen to the whole thing when I heard it! That's just par for the course. Sidetracked.
If I'm anywhere near a computer and someone is trying to talk to me, I have to physically turn myself away from it so I can pay attention to them. So word of warning. If you're on the phone with me and you hear my replies kind of taking longer and longer, you can pretty much assume that I'm online. I don't MEAN to do it...I just get, yes, you guessed it, SIDETRACKED! Story of my LIFE!
Sunday, March 2, 2008
When I think about all my clutter, which I do on almost a daily basis, I'm only seeing it on a very micro level. What about a more macro perspective? How about if I think about all the people in my town who might have a problem with too much "stuff"? Or all the people in my state? Or the entire United States? There's a reason that you see those lovely little Public Storage businesses on nearly every corner these days. People have so much stuff that they can't even keep it all in their house. They need a place to safely store all this crap.
I came across this little video, "The Story of Stuff," when I was browsing blogs. I've seen it a few times, and thought it had an important message. You might have seen it, too, but if you haven't, take a few minutes and check it out. Muy interesante.
Kind of gives me a bigger perspective on my "stuff", and I have more incentive to clean up my act AND my black hole. Which is still, by the way, almost to the ceiling in my bedroom closet. It's lurking there, waiting to tip over and land on an unsuspecting groggy person (me) as I walk gingerly past on the way to or from bed.
The obituary will say, "Her mummified body was discovered underneath several tons of debris. We think that she died of fright as she tried to escape being buried underneath an avalanche of 'stuff'." NOW don't you want to go watch the video?
Saturday, March 1, 2008
I just read a story where the police arrested this guy at gunpoint because they thought the MP3 player in his pocket was a gun.
Good grief. Talk about overkill. Of course police are relentlessly stereotyped for inappropriate consumption of coffee and donuts. Perhaps it was an overdose of sugar that caused them to react so inappropriately. Or maybe I just have sugar on the brain. I've been staying away from the Dots, and the M&M's...now I think it's time to kick this sugar addiction right in the shorts.
I've been reading on the Radiant Recovery website about sugar sensitivity. Listen to this...
Yes, you can get addicted to sugar, sweet foods, and white-flour products (which your body responds to as if they were sugars). This addiction is physiological and affects the same biochemical systems in your body that are affected by addictive drugs like morphine and heroin.
You can actually get "high" on sugar. Eating it can make you feel euphoric immediately. If you don't have your regular sugar "fix," you can experience withdrawal symptoms, such as irritability, headaches, and other flu-like symptoms.
Your body has a special biochemistry. As a result, you have a different response to sugar than a person with a normal biochemistry. Your heart sings at the sight of a newly opened box of chocolates. Your molecules jump to attention when you get a whiff of bread fresh from the oven.
Wowza. Are they talking about me or what? And PMS makes it so much worse. I do get a rush off of a fresh dose of sugar.
I found a list of seven steps on the website for people with this to take...fortunately reducing or eliminating sugars is number 6 out of 7! Whew. They give you an easy thing to do to start: Eat breakfast with protein. You do that until you get it down pat. Then you can move on to the next step. Oh! It's not even an eating change. It's just journal what you eat and how you feel.
It's seductive, though, because they all sound so easy you want to leap in and do them all at once. And they say specifically NOT to. The next step is eat three meals a day with protein. All this protein keeps your blood sugar stable. Verryyy clever. And then, have a potato before you go to bed. This sounds so goofy, but when I read up on it, they have good reasons for what they're recommending. And it isn't an extreme diet where you only eat bananas and grapefruit, or something like that. I might give it a try.
Do you like that level of commitment? I MIGHT give it a try. That is cover-your-butt-speak in case it doesn't work out. Okay. I WILL try it. No, I will DO it. and see what happens.
I wonder if law enforcement officials would be interested in this information. Okay, never mind.