Nope, just don't want to!

I know in the Spring when you are just tired for no reason it is called Spring Fever but what is it called in the Fall? For some reason today, my spirit and my body is exhausted. I usually love yard work and today was the perfect weather and my yard desperately needed the helping hand, so the only thing I had planned for today was to have AT &T install their new AT&T u-verse for us and a high speed internet, this was the 2nd time I had set aside a day to be home to get this done. The first time the order was cancelled, no one knows why and it had been set up 1 month in advance, they rescheduled me for today and 30 minutes before the appointed time for the tech to be here, he calls and asks if we have an alarm system or not and if so he does not happen to have that correct part and I need to reschedule for 2 more weeks out. That did not start my day out well to say the least. I am seriously thinking about cancelling the whole thing but of course I have two weeks to think about it. : )

After that little fiasco and 1 hour on the phone wasted with AT&T, I knew I needed to get busy in the yard, oh no, the grass is still wet, well, no problem I will just start weed-eating. I get about half way through the back yard and the weed-eater dies and doesn't start again. (I am not thinking nice thoughts). I decide to start mowing where the sun was hitting the grass maybe that wouldn't be too wet, I get about half done, go to empty the grass catcher, my phone rings and I talk a few minutes, then the mower that ALWAYS starts won't start. I go back to the weed eater and finish the back yard this time and the front yard (YEA!) making a little progress, but I notice that I am not enjoying working in my yard today. What in the world is up with that?! I am not sure if it is my attitude (sorry, Lord, my current bible study is on changing my attitude, and like my friend I wasn't feeling it today), or if maybe I am actually feeling my age. Horror of horrors, say it aint so. I don't know folks, I am just plain not with it today and hating that I am not as productive with my time as I used to be. I most definitely have the don't want tos. Headed to Canton early tomorrow, maybe a productive shopping day will fix me up. : )

Rainy Day Fun

My son brought Ian to me yesterday afternoon after he got out of preschool (mother's day out). Ian was asleep when they drove up and I got him out of the car, he woke up gave me a big hug and said, "Grammy, Grammy!" like he was so surprised to see me. We had to make a trip to Gibson's for some old timey toys (if you have ever been to Gibson's Discount Store you know what I am talking about). They still have one of those old horses that you can ride for it seems like 5 minutes for just a quarter. : ) He didn't quite know what to think of the horse. His dad left after we ate, we got Ian in the tub and then snuggled up to watch "Toy Story" yet one more time! He would look at me and smile and pat my arm and I thought my heart would burst open. He was so tired I thought he would crash before the movie was over but he made it to the end and slept in one of the twin beds since he is a big boy now and no more baby beds for him. I was worried he would be getting up all night but he went to sleep and we never heard a peep out of him until 8 this morning. After breakfast, Hooked on Phonics You Tube videos, reading and a snack we went outside to play in the sandbox. While we were outside it came a downpour. Of course he stayed under the porch until I got on the phone and he got out in the rain and the rest as we say is history. Give a boy a puddle and he will splash in it, stomp in it and maybe just sit in it. He did have fun in the rain. He also had to climb the ladder we had out, what boy wouldn't? He was supposed to stay two nights but Mom missed him too much and wanted him home, (not that I blame her, he is so precious) so I took him home this afternoon. He was so good, I really enjoyed it. I told him on the way home, "I sure do love you and had so much fun playing with you" and he looked at me before he nodded off and said, "Okay" He is one of God's special blessings I am so truly thankful for.

Grandparents Day

Well, I had my first Grandparents Day at school today with Mallory. Wow, does that make me feel old. We were to go eat lunch with the kids at 11:05 to 11:35 this morning and she had asked me to bring her a Happy Meal from McDonalds. I get to Mcdonalds about 10:35 and it is absolutely COVERED UP with either parents or grandparents all getting Happy Meals for their kids/grandkids. I had no idea it was such a huge deal. I immediately see I cannot wait at McDonalds so I drive to the Sonic. The extremely young carhop brings the food to the car and says, "Are you going to Grandparents Day? We have been so busy with grandparents buying kids meals today." I know I am a grandparent and yes, I realize I am looking older these days, but no one has ever mistaken me for a real grandparent, the parents of the grandchild but never a grandparent. Ouch! Oh well, when I get to school one of the great grandparents who looked like a grandparent, mistook me for a parent so that made me feel a little better. : )
Grandparents are looking younger all the time though and great grandparents now look like what grandparents did in our day.

I had forgotten the absolute chaos of lunchtime in a school cafeteria. When my kids were small they all sat down at one table, in an orderly fashion but today, they just let them sit at their assigned tables (there were 3) but they could sit anywhere at those 3 tables. They could talk as loudly as they wanted and really there didn't seem to be many rules. When it got too noisy when my kids were small they would turn out the lights until they got quiet. Do you remember when we were small and ate in the cafeteria the teacher sat down with us, everyday at the head of the table, we could talk, but quietly, no screaming or loud talking? Another thing I noticed today was the way the teachers were dressed. Teachers used to dress like the bank employees and now (I guess it was becaue it was Friday) you couldn't tell the teachers from the janitors. Really weird feeling. I know, I know, I am outdated and getting old, but I am a firm believer in authority figures dressing for their jobs. I know, times change. One thing I noticed that had not changed was that there were still the mean kids, the outcast kids and the middle of the road kids. Some things never change. Happy Grandparent's Day!

Labor Day

Here it is Labor Day Weekend, where did summer go? I love, love, love summer. Yes, the weather gets hot in August in Texas but hey, it was extremely cold for Texas all winter. It was the wettest, snowiest (if that is a word) winter I have seen in many, many years, so I was more than ready for summer, warm weather, hot weather, any weather but snowy, cloudy and cold. I am sad that summer is over for another year.

Since it is Labor Day of course we need a project to work on and I have chosen to paint an old chest of drawers for my two granddaughters. They are moving to a new apartment so Grammy is fixing up their room for them. I did take a before picture and will take an after picture and post them on the blog so that anyone that reads this post can see what I am talking about.

Girls are just the most fun to buy for with all the pretty colors and girly clothes and accessories. I only had boys, the Lord knew I couldn't tolerate the drama of girls so he was merciful and gave me boys. : ) I do enjoy buying for the little girls though, they are always so excited and appreciative of all we have ever given them that it makes it fun for us to given them things their mom and dad can't at this time. I picked the girls up from daycare on Wednesday because their mom was moving that day. When I picked them up of course they were full of chatter, both at one time, but Mallory consistently talks to me about God and asks me about different things. I can see that he has already prepared her heart and she already has a knowledge and a love for God that would have to have been instilled in her from birth. Her parents do not take her to church, she goes with us on occasion so the knowledge she has been exposed to is limited. The bible tells us we are born with a knowledge of God and she is truly proof of it. Her parents do not attend church and her dad says he does not believe in God. She is worried about her dad and was asking me if someone doesn't love God and doesn't do good things for God will God still love them? It breaks my heart that she is worrying about that at her young age but thrills me to know she is contemplating God and thinks about him a lot and that she knows she can talk to me and Papaw about any questions she has about God. So when people say they don't believe in God, maybe they don't think they believe, but God created something in us that lets us know there is a higher power than ourselves. I am so thankful to know I have a Creator, Lord and Saviour that is smarter than me! Can I have an Amen to that? : ) Happy Labor Day!