AN EMBARRASSING MOMENT

This is a repost from April:

You know what’s embarrassing? Starting a load of laundry and finding a 3 inch rip in the seat of the pants that you wore to the doctor’s office two days earlier, when you ran into your neighbors who live two doors up, with whom you had a very nice visit, before you had to go to 3 different waiting rooms before the medical people were through with you. That’s what!

BIKES AND MORE BIKES

Our town has been inundated with motorcycles the past few days for the annual Bikes, Blues & BBQ Rally. The event is held downtown in the older part of town, but I can hear the roar of the bikes constantly even though I live far away from the portion of town where the actual event is held.

I went out to run an errand this afternoon and there were bikers everywhere. They were having as much trouble getting around in the heavy traffic as the cars were. At least, our college football game was out of town this weekend or the traffic would have been even worse.

Last year over 325,000 people attended the rally. The event raises money for local charities with over $100,000 donated to 27 charities in 2007.

I hope it was as successful this year. Judging from the sounds, it was very well attended.

FRIDAY FUNNIES: MISSING HUSBAND

Friday Funnies

Peter was in trouble. He forgot his wedding anniversary. His wife was really angry – she told him “Tomorrow morning, I expect to find a gift in the driveway that goes from 0 to 200 in less than 10 seconds, AND IT BETTER BE THERE!!”

The next morning, Peter got up early and left for work. When his wife woke up, she looked out the window and sure enough there was a box gift-wrapped in the middle of the driveway. Confused, the wife put on her robe, ran out to the driveway and brought the box back in the house.

She opened it and found a brand new digital bathroom scale. Peter has been missing since Friday. Please pray for him.

Friday Funnies is sponsored by Homesteaders Heart.

RANDOM STUFF

-Going with SIL today to take care of some more of MIL’s business. I hope this trip goes better than the last one with her.

-Some smart aleck dumped my neighbor’s bag of cut grass on my entrance right in front of my door. Now I have to take my allergy-ridden head out and clean it all up. Very funny, sh*t for brains!

-Some quotes I saw that have a lot of truth in them:

Genealogy and Politics: Why pay money to have your family tree traced; go into politics and your opponents will do it for you. ~Author Unknown

Unfortunately, the people who start digging into your family in this situation are only looking for the dirt they can find. You’ll still have to dig up the good stuff yourself. Of course, if your family were mostly honest, hard working farmers like mine who didn’t show up much in public records (or end up in jail), then any help would be good.

Politics and Ethics: Politicians are like diapers. They both need changing regularly and for the same reason. ~Author Unknown

Yeah – we don’t want to let them stay long enough to start stinking up the place.

The Truth: Bad officials are elected by good citizens who do not vote. ~George Jean Nathan

Ain’t that the truth!

WHAT YOU FOCUS ON EXPANDS

‘..informed awareness and morbid dwelling on are two different things, and the distinction is crucial precisely because “What you focus on expands.” ‘

This is a quote from a very good post by The Cloud Messenger about our attitudes toward all the current problems and negatives in our world. Go read the entire post HERE.

“I’M YOUR MOTHER, NOT YOUR…”

Thanks to Absolutely Bananas for this writing prompt.

A few years ago, I would have finished this sentence with “servant.” However, as my knee problems have worsened, my daughter has been doing more and more of the errands and chores for me.

It has changed her view of our situation. I believe sometimes she sees me more as her dependent, especially since I quit work.

It probably has a lot to do with watching the grandparents get older and turn into different personalities as they aged. I think we’re both probably dreading the time when I will reach that point in life, but I have no intention of getting there for at least another 20 years. OK, Kid?