Heart To Heart

Two of our grandkids stayed with us for a couple of weeks. So much fun. So much energy.  (Them - not me! No problem reaching my 10,000 step goal everyday.) So much laughter. So many "moments". What a gift. But I did learn some things... 1.  Kids are super honest 2.  Kids remember a lot 3.  Boogers don't bother them as much as they do me 4.  The singing bellybutton man looks better when they do it than when I do it      (and no, I will not explain what that is to you) 5.  Kids ask hard questions 6.  I want to do everything perfectly for and with them, just like I did with our kids 7.  No one is perfect After a few days it became apparent that I needed to help the kids center in on good things.  For every  negative thing they said about someone or something, they had to come up with five positive things.  Sometimes they had to really think about it - but, they couldn't go back to playing until they cam...

I think there are "honking" people and non-"honking" people.  I am among the non-"honkers".  Honking rates right up there with the one finger salute to me (unless a life is at stake). "Honkers" want you to know what they think of your driving - I prefer to talk about your driving in the quiet of my car.   ( No, I don't get honked at very often... ) But the other day a weird thing happened.  I was on my way to an exercise class ( no, that's not the weird thing), driving down our road.  I saw a neighbor out walking...with her dog...off the leash like it's accustomed to doing...but she was looking and talking to something across the street.  I slowed down in case there was something exciting I didn't want to miss.  She waved...at something... and I don't know exactly what happened, but my elbow slipped and honked the horn.  I don't know if it involved a 'wave back' reflex or what, but there is was.  I honked.  ...

We'll be doing this song this coming Sunday...  I've not had a song come to me from so very many different people like has happened with this song.  It's time...

What rhymes with fifty-nine?????? mighty fine   blood line   benign   divine                 align    intertwine    shine    a sign   unique design                                     foul line   front line   goal line   finish line                                                   recline    draw the line   redefine  streamline                                                            shoreline      shoreline      shoreline            ...

I wonder... Am I like my mom? Why does my chin hair grow so fast but my eyelashes don't? Is it okay to wish that patience wasn't so important? Do they make toilet seat covers differently these days?  It seems like I have to punch out the middle part more deliberately than I use to. Is the skin on my fingers really loose?  My grandson said it was - there's a lot of "loose" on my body these days, but my finger skin?   Really? Why do people break their promises? Is it normal to stash cash in my underwear drawer?  I found some cash there that I don't remember hiding.  It was a nice surprise - like finding $5 in your coat pocket but....huh.     (Of course I can't do that anymore since I've now announced it here on my VERY popular blog.   All three of you now know that there MIGHT be some cash in my underwear drawer!) Why does it bug me so much if someone blows their nose onto the ground, but it doesn't bother me to blow the contents ...

Just want to check in and report that orange spray tan DOES EVENTUALLY fade.  When last we 'talked', I had just tried my first spray tan because my whiteness can be scary on many levels.  Okay - my first premise might be a bit imaginary but - I think cellulite looks better with a tan on it.  There.  I said it. The orange glow was only present on my hands and feet - the rest of me was reasonable.  I scrubbed my hands in a variety of creative ways to some success of fade.  But, my feet....oh my feet.  After our flight landed in Maui I took off my shoes, whipped out my flip flops from my backpack, and rolled up my pants that can magically turn into capris.  Oh my stars.  I discovered there is an advantage to fog.  My feet looked orange in GP, but in the Hawaiian sun light they looked just crazy.  Dennis' parting comment (in between laughing episodes) was to point out the stripes (which were below the leopard-like spots on the back of...