I am not a kid, just not the most mature adult.......

I am at an age that I should be a mature adult.  How mature am I though?  Well..........

     too old to watch cartoons? well....when I get stressed they help to relax me, love that scooby doo.

     not supposed to like "boy band" music....I on a BackStreet Boys CD....hey, their singing isn't bad, great love songs.

 coloring?  well......when my leg was in a cast I got a pack of colored pencils and one of the "images" books.  -- sort of a coloring books for "adults" go here to check them out.

     I even own  (hanging my head here)  two HelloKitty ink pens with (I am blushing here) fuzzy stuff on the tops of them.

As adults are we supposed to give up everything?  I don't think so.  Those of you with children get to indulge your inner child by saying you are doing something for your children.  You aren't the one watching Looney Tunes, it's your kids, it's not that you WANT to color, you are just doing it to keep your child happy (yeah, right).  To those without children, whose children are grown I say INDULGE your inner child from time to time.  If you don't it will die and that would be a horrible thing!

 

 

Can't Please Everyone

 

Today has been gray and rainy -- all day!  Ok, I know it could be worse, so I won't complain.

You can't please everyone at the same time.  Who said that?  Whoever it was is so RIGHT!  My Sunday School class usually has a progressive dinner this time of year.  This year it was decided to just have a dinner at the church.  See, usually the people that want to cook for the progressive dinner live so far apart (different little towns, even in another county) that some won't go.   Eating in the fellowship hall just seemed so easy and natural.  People who normally wouldn't come, will, those that couldn't get baby sitters no problem, because those with teenagers will have them to take care of the little ones in another part of the church.  How perfect could it get?  Well, some don't think it is so perfect!  B was signed up to fix appetizers claims there will be no need for them now and refuses to fix anything.  At first she said we would just have to come to her house to eat them because she wasn't bringing "all that stuff" anywhere. (Gee, she lives in the same block as the church.)  I really believe her husband is so embarrsed at her reaction.  T said his wife was soooo upset that we weren't coming to her house to eat part of the meal.  Wow.  His wife rarely comes to Sunday School (and he not much more) and they are the ones that life in another county.  He said that she gave him a real ear full!  What is it with these people?  A few others complained a little but not near as loudly.  But the benifits are there:  no driving 20 minutes here, 10 there, 15 over there, no need for babysitters, more time to socialize (because you aren't spending half the night in cars), ect.... Guess you can't please everyone!  Ba Humbug!

Over at Unhinged Andrea is asking about Christmas memories.  I have been trying really hard to come up with some.  I just can't seem to remember much.  My brain just doesn't work as good as it used to.  But let me try to come up with something.

When I was 6 or 7 we had one of those aluminum trees.  My mom wasn't so crazy about it, but I liked it.  You couldn't put electric lights on it so it come with this "light wheel" thing that you sat on the floor below the tree, it would slowly turn and different colored lights would reflect on the tree.  I have often wondered what happened to that tree. 

When I was a teenager my family would sit up on Christmas Eve and we would open our presents at midnight.  Why?  So mom could sleep late on Christmas day.  And it wasn't my brother or myself that would wake her up early.  Nope.  Dear old dad was worse than any of us kids were.  He is the one that would get up at the crack of dawn to open presents! 

 

 

I went to the post office today.  Bad idea.  I forgot that people would be mailing Christmas packages!  What a line!  I was mailing a package to my Aunt Betty, but it wasn't for Christmas so I forgot that they would be so busy!  Aunt Betty is sick so I mailed her something to make her feel better.  PJ's with Betty Boop!!

After the post office I went to the used bookstore.  Love that place.  Didn't find what I was looking for (Bentley Little), but still managed to walk out with 4 books.  I noticed that another used bookstore had opened but didn't have the time to stop and check it out.  Can't wait to go back and check it out.

  My Sunday School class is going to do something different this Christmas.  We are still helping needy kids, but this year we thought we should do something for some of our church members that lost love ones this past year.  The first Christmas after losing someone has to be hard so we are trying to come up with some "Thinking of You" cards to send them during Christmas.  I actually think I may have seen some at Hallmark once for just this thing.  So if you know anyone that has lost someone maybe this is something you would like to do.

Here are my "famous" ok, not so famous santa pictures.  The first one is of my Dallas, and if you read my journal you know that I lost Ashley and Lucky this year.  The other cats belong to my parents, they lost Misty last year.  I would have never thought that Lucky or Patches would allow me to not only place the hat on them, but to sit still long enough to get some pictures!

(Why do we say we "lost" a pet?  They are lost at all.  They are gone, but not forgotten. )

I finally figured out that "easy designer" just wasn't going to upload my santa pictures.  I guess it thinks they are too big -- why I don't know, they are regular size.  Any way, I start to add an entry and use the "you've got pictures" option.  Man, I guess the powers that be just don't want you guys to see my pictures!  I got them upload and now I can't get that entry to save!  What the heck is going on?  Maybe 6 pictures is just too many at once.  I'll try something else. 

Will someone please tell me if I am losing my mind?  If you have been reading my journal you know that I had to put my cat Ashley to sleep not to long ago.  Well, there have been a few times that I just KNOW that I have heard her meow.  Now, for the past 3 nights or so I have had dreams about her.  It is really weird.  The dreams are different, but basically I know that Ashley is dead in the dreams, but I still can reach out and pet her and pick her up and love her.  I am losing it right?  It is so weird.....