God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; courage to change the things I can; and wisdom to know the difference.
Living one day at a time; Enjoying one moment at a time; Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace; Taking, as He did, this sinful world as it is, not as I would have it; Trusting that He will make all things right if I surrender to His Will; That I may be reasonably happy in this life and supremely happy with Him Forever in the next. Amen.
And go to a valley where we know the "loop"? Well, we're going to make that loop.
Yesterday, we made the loop.
Complete with: Good luck to you...
as we go in.
And: I got skunked...
as we go out.
Although, he did find a good chainsaw...and I found some good glass pans for some daughters...and a book or two...but, thus far...we've mostly left empty handed.
And the sucky moments? When a person BEATS YOU TO THE TREASURE BY JUST A HAIR!!! Ack!!! *sigh*
Here is my Little People story:
I turn down the toy aisle where I can scope out the puzzles and see if there's a Springbok one for Doug...and I see a lady pick up a Little People Noah's Ark!
Ah man! Just a few seconds earlier...and had I looked at that shelf...it could have been mine...
But! I notice she doesn't look 100% sold. So, I busy myself as she appears to be counting the animals inside. I busy myself as she looks at it. I am SOOO interested in puzzles and games...as she puts it back on the shelf and I'm willing her to walkawaywalkawaywalkaway....walkaway...walk.away.
She picks it back up. Keeps manhandling the zebras...the lions...the giraffes...
I can no longer pretend on this aisle. So I move to the other side...and am SOOO interested in the little Christmas junkies that are here...and I keep watching her from the corner of my eyeball...
She moves to another aisle.
I resume my strolling of this store...an aisle off from her...which is okay, because we're not the only two going up and down aisles... And she keeps pausing and looking at this toy...and I'm all: PUTITDOWN!!! PUT! IT! DOWN!
She does not put it down.
Then, she walks back to the toy aisle.
Well...dang it. Because I have already spent far too much time over there. There is NO way I can go back over there without letting her know that I'm stalking her. Well, stalking that toy. And I'm watching her...from 3 aisles away...but I'm short, so it's not obvious. Plus, she's still deliberating over that blasted toy.
If you don't know if you want it by now, then you don't want it! I do! Put it down!
She bends over...is out of sight...so I use this opportunity to move closer...2 aisles away...I can hear her rummaging...and I'm all...she's putting it down! She's hiding it for later!
I quick go over to Doug...and motion like a crazy stalking woman to come here...to his credit, he seems to realize the gravity of the situation and doesn't give me any grief...just comes over...I quick whisper that I think she's putting it down (earlier, i had whispered that i'm stalking a toy because that lady keeps stopping and looking at it and thinking...) but there's no way I can go over there and get it, so he needs to go get it...
Lots of banked good will here for him...
He casually walks to the aisle...no one is there...I see that she's walking to the front of the store...I go to the aisle...quick glance and don't see it...and my heart sinks. Because she decided to buy it. And I love Little People stuff. And then, Doug starts looking on the lower shelves for me, and then says, "Is this it?"
Holy frickin' cow!!!! She's kyped the animals!
Doug asks if I'm sure there were animals.
Umm...yeah...I've been watching this woman. I have seen her messing with them. I thought she was counting...nope...she was trying to sneak them out of the ark...and I had been interfering!
I'm watching her...Doug says maybe she didn't want the ark and is asking if she can just buy the animals...
But she doesn't talk to the cashiers!
Dude! She just stole the cute little animals!
Kim looked up the ark online...and yup...there are lions, zebras, and giraffes in that ark. You can buy others. I guess it's time for me to start stocking up for future grandkiddos that visit me. Guess I can just find it brand new.
But man...for $4, it nearly was mine.
If it hadn't of been the entertainment of the afternoon, then I'd be irritated with her.
Chris and Stephanie wanted to come over and go shooting, so we had them for the weekend and Doug found us a shooting range to join and we went shooting...it was gorgeous...
My favorite picture of the day...was taking one of our eyeball selfies and Steph photobombed us...that's Chris in the background reattaching the rope to the steel gophers...that came undone while I was pulling them back up one time...which landed me firmly on my hiney...
When we moved over to the rifle range, this man showed up with the little boy. I have no idea what kind of handgun that little boy was using, but he was GOOD! Which made me smile...and pretend to take a picture of Steph so I could get a picture of the little marksman behind her...
I've shot Doug's shotgun before, but not his rifle. This was my first time shooting a rifle. I love the BOOM it makes. That's some serious business. Doug said with these kind of marks, I can shoot a deer on the island. I said no I can't. He said yes you can. I said no, I cannot kill Bambi...plus, I don't want to clean it and Jesse says if you catch it or kill it, you have to clean it... Doug said, he'd clean it. I said...I can't kill Bambi.
Plus, when I saw my target, I thought, "Dang! If I knew I could make these, I would have tried harder!"
If you are LaDawn...HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! And here is a chuckle for you:
So I'm getting cake pops made for a family gathering.
I'm making some cotton candy ones for the youngsters...chocolate marshmellow ones for the oldsters...
Wanted to simplify a bit because my hands and brain were tired of making things...so used milk chocolate for dipping both of them...and needed a way to differenciate between the two...
Had the bright idea to use eyeballs to make one-eyed monsters for the kiddos, cuz that's fun!
As I'm sitting at the table...with more and more of the cotton candy ones being stuck in the foam to set, I start to question my thinking...and then questioning my questioning, wondering if I'm just being paranoid.
Then, Doug comes home. After a few minutes, he asks, "So...what's up with the nipple cake pops?"
So, I do what any self-respecting mom does and text my girls that I'm making cake pops and might have a concern...then, I text the picture.
I get back a text real quick, "Mom. Put another eye. Quick!"
Then I laugh hard. Because my bright idea was bad.
So I get a toothpick and get to "gluing" another eyeball on...it's not perfect, because the first ones were put on when the chocolate was wet, so they're sunk in a touch and these are on top.
And when I'm finished, I'm still not pleased with it, so I give them a nose. And then I think they are no longer R-rated...these are G-rated and appropriate for children.
After doing 25 of each flavor, I needed more sticks but didn't feel like going downstairs to get another bag of sticks, so I got my chocolate tray and made some "Dude Blobs".
I'm a wife to Douglas...mom to Brittany, Kimberly and Jaycey...stepmom to Chris & Stephanie...daughter of Rob & Jan...sister to Dan, Mark, Kari, Susan, LaDawn, Tamra, Will, Tara & LaNae...daughter-in-law to Lyman & Linnea...
stepdaughter to Margaret...sister-in-law to Barbara, Todd, Jesse, Dustin, Ashley, Rich, Thomas, Brian & Lori, Loren & Deleice, Elaine, Lora, Julia & Joel, Darrell & Nici, Clay & Annie...aunt to MANY...greataunt to a few...friend to a some and an annoyance to almost all. :)