We happily agreed on a movie in record time. I had a coupon so that always lifts one's spirit. I put the DVD in the large insulated Trader Joe's bag for convenience. We're going green, you know, so we didn't need the plastic bag for the movie.
We sauntered down the sidewalk and entered the grocery store --- Where we were greeted by an armed security guard!!! Is milk really that high now? Maybe there's a rush on the green beans on aisle three on Monday nights now. No, it must be the maple syrup. That was on our list but the teeny-tiny bottles started at $9.56. Ridiculous! DJ will just have to suffer with another brand until I can make it into the large box store later in the week.
So we were ready to find our dessert. I showed JJ the name brand cartons of ice-cream and pointed out they were buy-one-get-one-free. How can you pass up buy-one-get-one-free! That just wouldn't be American and we are approaching the fourth of July. (Happy Canada Day to our friends up north, by the way....)
Thankfully, the time had come to check out. Although we were in the express lane, there was an "issue" --- I often end up behind those customers. Curious. We loaded up our stuff and I couldn't find my discount card. Oh, dear. Well, the oh-so-convenient credit card swiper asked for my phone number if I'd rather use that than my frequent shopper coupon card. "How easy!" I thought. "Your number is invalid Ma'am," she said. "No, it's not! I've had this card for twenty years." She asked for the number again. "Your number is invalid ma'am." Before I could say another word, she'd pushed some button and was handing me cash back and had circled a number for me to call to straighten out my "issue."
Walking out, I saw JJ carrying the two plastic bags loaded with the two frozen ice-cream cartons, a half-gallon of milk, butter pecan syrup and a gift bag. And I still had the large insulated Hawaiian themed shopping bag from Trader Joe's with the one DVD inside. We laughed all the way to the car. I, of course, was laughing at my silly bag and JJ was just laughing at me. Somehow these things always happen when we go to the store together. As the commercial says, "Priceless."
I spent the next thirty five minutes listening (get it) ever so closely for the minister to refer to "lestening," but to no avail. Then at the close of the service, I realized the larger than life-sized graphic on the wall had been changed and all the "listenings" were identical.
As you may remember, I have lots of best friends. One of them is dear Laurie --- we met about 27 years ago. We too, were often thought of as sisters. Those things amaze me. One time we took a psychological assessment (the real kind, this was before the "What is your favorite Starbucks?" test....) and we came up with the exact same score and identical answers. I'm sure our psychology teacher thought we shared answers. But no, we were truthful.
As a grown-up (mostly) I truly cherish the variety of friends in my life. I'm glad we're not all identical, and I'm ever so glad for each one and the gifts they bring to my world. But I do need to find out their favorite numbers. I realized last night I'm not at all sure what mine is...
And then after a bit of teamwork, with creative energy flowing like the Mississippi River, foraging for props in every closet we could find with quite a few laughs thrown in here and there....
I think we'll have a contest with the little ones to have them name the cave. But if you have a great idea, please feel free to let me know. You just might win a jar of play-doh yourself... Be sure to tell me your favorite color, too.
If you've stopped by today hoping to find my latest recipe for cream puffs or mocha brownie surprise, I've really let you down. If you don't attend church and haven't grown up trying to stifle a snicker here or there when you're supposed to be giving God your full attention; well, you've missed out. Maybe this is to whet your appetite just a little. You see for years, the only entertainment lots of Christians had was seeing things other Christians did to either make them laugh or gossip about and getting together for church dinners. (That gossip option was probably never o.k. with God and never ever helped anybody, but you get the idea, I hope.) Laughter and food. Those were the things we could enjoy.
I really enjoy Jon the Prodigal's blog and the fun he has with Christian life. I hereby promise not to keep telling you about it. Unless it's really, really good....
I have always loved sitting by the sea and listening to the waves. Dad would typically pick up a large seashell and pretend he was talking to God when we visited the ocean. I'd like to do that this weekend and ask for Dad's house. We have so much to get caught up on...
"Thanks be to God for his indescribable gift!"
2 Corinthians 9:15
Many of you are now devoted followers of Jon the Prodigal over at the Stuff Christians Like blogspot. It's tricky to find though, because he has that extra "f" in "stuff" on the actual name. So here's a link: Stuff Christians Like: #285. The lady worship leader. If your church uses, or has ever used a female worship leader, you will need two hankies for this post. And a pencil --- there's a quiz. All I can say is, "Oh my goodness!"
The content of this post could be the basis for a class at many Christian universities in my opinion. Even if you've never ever visited church or you're just taking a break because it's far easier to flip on your DVR of Joel Osteen, you will be amazingly wiser after reading this post. I'm not sure it is wisdom that matters, but as you know, I've been known to share useless information before.
But you will laugh. Guaranteed!
Can you smell it? It truly is heavenly. I'm sure Honey will laugh when she sees this. She honestly doesn't eat much at all....
It's a beautiful day here today in Sunny! Now I know I'm not sharing earth-shattering news with that opener...but some days you just feel like having a celebration. So please find a party hat and join in the fun!
Oh yes, a technical note is needed. You'll enjoy it best if you pause the playlist first. You can find that on the left side of this blog toward the bottom --- Right near where my coffee and art choices disclose my inner psychological needs and uniqueness... Once you've stopped the music, just click on this link: Blue Man Group Lego Animation
(If I've totally lost you, please see yesterday's post. It will explain much --- not all, but much.)
And now, we're off to Super Saturday....
No dear friends, please don't assume I've lost my mind completely --- but I've just put on my cushy cozy velour lounging set and it's pretty cold in our house tonight here in Sunny. This is just not right! We always prepare for June gloom, which is gray and overcast, but this is ridiculous! Who can I write to? To whom shall we address our petitions? Oh, dear.
As you may be aware....yesterday was our California primary. We turned on the channel hosting the incoming election returns and watched for a while --- there was a young man running for congress that we saw at church once (he didn't win). Only a couple of items made it to the ballot; it was a pretty low key year for us. (We do live in a suburb and most of the 'hot' items were for those in the big metropolis next to Sunny.) So as the announcers were interviewing one city council member, here was JJs comment: "You know, every time I see that candidate, I think of the vultures from Jungle Book. Don't you Mom??" And he started to sing the vulture's theme song.... The silly thing is --- the candidate's face and hair actually does resemble those cartoons.
Maybe JJ should pursue a career in editorial comics. There has to be some promise of success, eh!
JJ started his summer job today and we'll have to have some ice cream for dessert to celebrate. I have a small suspicion dinner may be the extent of his entertainment tonight....he's going to be a busy guy at his new job. And that's good. Hard work is good for one's constitution, eh!
Now Max --- he keeps very busy also. Guarding and Protecting and...resting up for times when he may be needed to guard and protect. You never know when a stray bunny, kitten or hummingbird may dare enter our property! Right now he's quite busy resting up underneath this chair...
We have great family memories of visits to the park through the years. One of us was completely petrified the first time the shark rose up out of the water inches away from our faces... One of us was picked to be part of the Star Trek adventure and just thrilled --- only to find out they would be in an enclosed box on stage. (I will not say who was so sad not to be acting in the 'good lighting'...) And then there was the first time we saw the courthouse and town square area used in the Back to the Future movies and so many others. Oh, my.... it truly is sad to realize so much was lost in the fire today.
I'm sure they'll rebuild lots of it. But we'll all know it's not the original New York street set when they re-create it. Just like we all knew it wasn't really King Kong inside that attraction. But we all held on just a little bit tighter when we rounded that turn now, didn't we!
We don't go to the movies much anyway; we wait for them to come out on Blu-Ray so we can watch on our system with the surround sound at home with our popcorn that will never taste as good as the stuff in the theaters. But thinking of the magic of Hollywood --- the only phrase that comes to mind right now is: "Thanks for the Memories!"