Once upon a time, (Ok, last week) a woman (who shall be left nameless) was getting ready for some relatives to come visit her home. She was emptying boxes from her recent move and trying to put away all her stuff. She had more to do than time to do it, but as she'd empty two or three boxes, she'd put them in the garage.
The door to the garage from the kitchen has two locks. One needs a key. One is a button lock. (Don't get ahead of me.) The lady (who shall still be left nameless) was usually careful to not shut the door, for the button lock was locked. Somehow she felt safe leaving that button lock locked. Well, on this particular day when she went to put the boxes in the garage, the door shut. Oh oh. She tried and it wouldn't open. Here she was in the garage. With her car. But with no key to the car. She could push the garage door opener button and get outdoors, but then what? Go to a neighbor's? She'd only met them enough to say "Hello".
Ahha, she had her phone in her pocket. Smart. Call her sister and have HER bring her key to the house and let said woman in. No problem. Ooops, sister was on an errand. She is running a business, for heaven's sake, and had things to do for a customer. Okay, sister would come in about an hour.
Nameless woman retrieved blanket in trunk and wrapped it around her shoulders. 40s in the garage was taking its toll. Ladies, you know what's coming next....the need for a little girls' room. Now what?
A quick glance around the garage netted cardboard boxes. No help. A wooden barrel sort of thing. It was a possibility, but not water-tight, or any-liquid-tight, for that matter. There was a recycle bin and a trash bin, but stood taller than the woman's waist. How could she hoist herself up that high? Then she spotted a plastic waste basket. Enough said.
After a bit, she slid into the driver's seat of her car and let the back of the seat down. Time for a nap. Later the back seat seemed a better spot, and lo and behold, there was a fleece vest! That felt good and then the blanket went around her shoulders again. Stretching out on the backseat felt more comfortable than the front seat, but oh oh, the cold seat made the need for "the little girls' room" again. I'll stop here.
Sister finally came to let her in to the warm kitchen.
Keys have now been hidden, and button lock stays open.
Hope nameless woman can always enjoy a good laugh!
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Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Greatly Blessed and Highly Favored
On the car radio this morning when I was driving back from taking Mom to the airport, the Gaithers were singing "Greatly Blessed and Highly Favored" about "a forgiven child of God" and I am that, but the title also expresses my feelings about my weekend with my mom and my two sisters. I am absolutely "greatly blessed" and I am absolutely "highly favored" with these three women in my life.
Once a year we four get together and call it the "Girls' Weekend". Last year we met the day after Christmas in Florida and enjoyed a condo, the ocean, the sand, and sunrises while bundled up under blankets. Boy, it was windy and cold! Inside we ate candy from Len Libby's in Maine, played Banana Gram and Hand and Foot, ate out, and totally enjoyed laughing and hanging around together. This year, we spent the week after Christmas at Mom's and shared the week with our two brothers, doing our fair share of eating, laughing, playing Scrabble, and telling stories.
This long weekend was just for us girls and we spent the time at my new home. We'd planned to divide the time between my sister's home and my place, but she decided to leave everyone here and not make our out-of-town guests pack up and move to her house. So we ate here, we ate out, (a Mongolian Grill was fun and a new experience for our guests), we went to antique stores, and we put two jig-saw puzzles together. We worshipped together at my church on Sunday. Greatly blessed. We watched videos on youtube and laughed our heads off! We skyped with my two grandchildren and my sister's granddaughter. We told stories of our childhood and asked Mom about her childhood days. We prayed together for a cousin who's very sick. We took turns cooking. We made peanut butter fudge and ate it warm off spoons while doing the puzzle. We stayed up late and no one wanted to go to bed before the others for fear of missing something to laugh about. We barged in to another's room in the morning, again, for fear of missing the conversation. We laughed over silly things. We laughed over familiar things. We laughed over old stories and new stories and just about everything else.
We shared serious parts of ourselves. Bodies growing older. Medical needs. We shared our concerns of hair loss, memory loss, and hearing loss. We consoled each other with "it's not that bad", or "I do the same thing", or "you can't really tell". Sharing lightens the concerns. "We're in this together" is our chant.
We shared hopes and dreams and plans. We listened to new business ideas. We listened to wants and needs. We asked questions of each other. We are each other's compass. We are each other's sounding boards. We are in our 50's, 60's and 80's, and we travel this life together, listening, encouraging, loving and laughing together. We are single, married, divorced and widowed. Three of us are mothers. Some of us are mothers-in-law. We are all readers. We are each creative in unique ways. We are similar in looks, and different in personalities. Most like strong coffee. One didn't have a coffee maker to make said coffee. Ugh. One needs it perfectly dark when she sleeps. One stays up late. One goes to bed early. We all like putting puzzles together, though one of us talks about each piece she's looking for and the others tell that one to stop talking! One likes to do the edges. One likes to do a subject within the picture. We all like to finish and be the one with the final piece!
We are different. We are the same. We laugh together. We sometimes cry together. We love each other and like each other (there is a difference!) and enjoy spending a weekend (or more) together. We would each say we are "Greatly Blessed and Highly Favored."
Once a year we four get together and call it the "Girls' Weekend". Last year we met the day after Christmas in Florida and enjoyed a condo, the ocean, the sand, and sunrises while bundled up under blankets. Boy, it was windy and cold! Inside we ate candy from Len Libby's in Maine, played Banana Gram and Hand and Foot, ate out, and totally enjoyed laughing and hanging around together. This year, we spent the week after Christmas at Mom's and shared the week with our two brothers, doing our fair share of eating, laughing, playing Scrabble, and telling stories.
This long weekend was just for us girls and we spent the time at my new home. We'd planned to divide the time between my sister's home and my place, but she decided to leave everyone here and not make our out-of-town guests pack up and move to her house. So we ate here, we ate out, (a Mongolian Grill was fun and a new experience for our guests), we went to antique stores, and we put two jig-saw puzzles together. We worshipped together at my church on Sunday. Greatly blessed. We watched videos on youtube and laughed our heads off! We skyped with my two grandchildren and my sister's granddaughter. We told stories of our childhood and asked Mom about her childhood days. We prayed together for a cousin who's very sick. We took turns cooking. We made peanut butter fudge and ate it warm off spoons while doing the puzzle. We stayed up late and no one wanted to go to bed before the others for fear of missing something to laugh about. We barged in to another's room in the morning, again, for fear of missing the conversation. We laughed over silly things. We laughed over familiar things. We laughed over old stories and new stories and just about everything else.
We shared serious parts of ourselves. Bodies growing older. Medical needs. We shared our concerns of hair loss, memory loss, and hearing loss. We consoled each other with "it's not that bad", or "I do the same thing", or "you can't really tell". Sharing lightens the concerns. "We're in this together" is our chant.
We shared hopes and dreams and plans. We listened to new business ideas. We listened to wants and needs. We asked questions of each other. We are each other's compass. We are each other's sounding boards. We are in our 50's, 60's and 80's, and we travel this life together, listening, encouraging, loving and laughing together. We are single, married, divorced and widowed. Three of us are mothers. Some of us are mothers-in-law. We are all readers. We are each creative in unique ways. We are similar in looks, and different in personalities. Most like strong coffee. One didn't have a coffee maker to make said coffee. Ugh. One needs it perfectly dark when she sleeps. One stays up late. One goes to bed early. We all like putting puzzles together, though one of us talks about each piece she's looking for and the others tell that one to stop talking! One likes to do the edges. One likes to do a subject within the picture. We all like to finish and be the one with the final piece!
We are different. We are the same. We laugh together. We sometimes cry together. We love each other and like each other (there is a difference!) and enjoy spending a weekend (or more) together. We would each say we are "Greatly Blessed and Highly Favored."
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