"Work is an antidote for anxiety, an ointment for sorrow, and a doorway to possibility. Whatever our circumstances in life, let us do the best we can and cultivate a reputation for excellence in all that we do. Let us set our minds and bodies to the glorious opportunity for work that each new day presents." ~ Dieter F. Uchtdorf~
22 November 2009
10 November 2009
Black Cat...
Rick has a cold and was snoring up a storm last night, so I ended up on the couch. This morning Evelyn and Sam came out to greet me. Sam wanted to snuggle with me and Evelyn stood at the side of the couch and held my hand. It was actually very nice. Apparently there has been a black cat hanging around outside our house. Evelyn looked out the window this morning and said, "That black cat is still in the neighbors tree, I wonder where he came from." To which Sam replied, "I think he fell off of a witches broom." (true story, I do not lie.)
01 November 2009
Halloween Part 2
Sounds like a horror movie doesn't it. I think there is a movie by that name, but that doesn't have anything to do with that I am going to post about... Halloween to me is a little kid holiday, at least the Trick or Treating part is. I can't stand when big kids come to my door and this year I had a lot of that. My aunt gives the big kids Dumb Dumb's and everyone else gets chocolate. I should have done that this year.
I'm going to tell you about one of these big kids and I want you to tell me what you would have done in my situation. Two boys came to my door, one being around 12 I would say (which in my mind is the cut off age) and another boy that had more facial hair then my 31 year old brother! (Which I know isn't hard, but come on!) I put candy in the 12 year olds bag and then the Facial Hair kid holds out his hands... no bag, no costume. I told him no. He didn't have a costume or a bag, so he was out of luck. The rest of the night, every time the door knocked I excepted it to be Facial Hair kid back to beat up the mean lady who wouldn't give him any candy. My thinking is, if you can grow that kind of facial hair, surely you can get a job and buy your own candy. So tell me... what would you have done?
I'm going to tell you about one of these big kids and I want you to tell me what you would have done in my situation. Two boys came to my door, one being around 12 I would say (which in my mind is the cut off age) and another boy that had more facial hair then my 31 year old brother! (Which I know isn't hard, but come on!) I put candy in the 12 year olds bag and then the Facial Hair kid holds out his hands... no bag, no costume. I told him no. He didn't have a costume or a bag, so he was out of luck. The rest of the night, every time the door knocked I excepted it to be Facial Hair kid back to beat up the mean lady who wouldn't give him any candy. My thinking is, if you can grow that kind of facial hair, surely you can get a job and buy your own candy. So tell me... what would you have done?
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