Monday, March 22, 2010

A Different Surprise

Well, lo, and behold . . . the temperature has reached 67 degrees at 3 something this afternoon. We be onna rolla-coaster, y'all. Hopes we's all up fer da ride!

It is another BEAUTIFUL day. Glory be.

Whut eva will t'marra bring???


Had a BIG surprise this morning . . . Just after I got the grandchildren on the bus for school this morning, I was minding my own business--trying to press my dear husband's shirt--when the doorbell rang. Awfully early for someone to be ringing the doorbell, I thought, but hey. You never know.

I opened the door and Officer Freeman, of the local constabulary, was standing on the front porch, his associate sitting in the patrol car parked on the street just in front of the house. Shock, I'm sure, covered my face--and deepened when Officer F said, "We're responding to a 911 call from your phone." His companion (another really nice police officer--I'm sorry I forgot his name) got out of the cruiser and waved.

Ahhh. Errrr. Hmmm? And then I remembered: Husband has to do the "over-the-phone-line" heart/pacemaker/defibrillator transmission every so often, and today was the day. I didn't remember that the handy-dandy hook-up is hooked directly into the phone jack. I had connected a corded phone with the jack to replace the cordless one we normally use. I checked for a dial tone, and apparently, without any thought of what I was pushing, dialed "911"! Silly me. The corded phone was new to me and didn't have a "end" button where cordless phones do. The button to click was on the cradle not on the hand-held receiver. Where is my brain???? (If someone finds it, please return it. Okay?)

My dear, beloved husband can't stop laughing at me. Hey! I was just trying to help! Him! Stop laughing! Please?

Okay. I hear you guys out there, too. Who woulda thought?

The upside . . . I know if I ever DO HAVE a real 911 emergency, they'll be johnny-on-the-spot! There is comfort in that.

Honey, will you PLEASE stop laughing at me?

I'm sure that by now he's telling all his friends at work what a wonderful wife he has. Whada ya bet?

Sunday, March 21, 2010

My Feet Are Cold

This is Sunday evening. It snowed today. Apparently we've finally reached the high temperature of the day--at nearly 9:30 pm--38 degrees. I don't know if the gale force winds are still blowing or not. Probably not. (And "gale force" might be a slight exaggeration.)

Friday--just two days ago--it was a glorious Spring/Summer day. The sky was beautiful and clear. The temperature was about 78 degrees (F). It was super! The grandkids enjoyed it. I enjoyed it. Grandpa enjoyed it. Mom enjoyed it. It was simply GREAT!

Yesterday the high was about 65 degrees. The clouds began moving in with gusting, cooler wind. Our forecast (yesterday) for today indicated a possibility of snow. Then the forecast changed sometime yesterday evening. The forecast high for today was 47 degrees. Rain and possible thunderstorms were also included--with a low of 31 or 33, something.

When I walked out to the car to go to Church this morning, there were tiny little specks of snow falling randomly about. One really had to look to see them. The wind blew in Arctic blasts, knifing through me and making my teeth chatter--figuratively, of course. Remember now, snow had been removed from the forecast. And our high was supposed to be 47. Right.

At home after Church, I was encouraged to "fire up" the fireplace, which I did. Our 2 yo grandson was all about trying to help. (Why are there so many pyromaniacs in my family?) It felt nice once it (the fire) got up and going, thank Heaven. My husband tended it off and on to keep our frozen little bodies warmer.

I think the temp managed to get as far as 36 with a windchill of like 28. Around 2 pm the snow decided to actually try to imitate the real thing and make larger flake-like particles that swirled around more thickly. It went on and on. It quit around supper time. I'm still cold, especially my feet. I think I'll make a cup of hot cocoa and try to warm up.

Tomorrow the prediction is for a high of 66 degrees. I'm not holding my breath or anything, but it would be a nice change! How do you plan to start a garden in this schizo kinda weather?

Monday, March 8, 2010

Something Profound

I should maybe write something profound today. Let's see . . . Ummmm . . . Eh . . . *cough, cough* Ummmmmmmmmmmmmm . . .

Well, nothing particularly profound pounced into my brain. Soooooooo, I suppose I'll just quickly mention that:

I'm in love--with my husband
I love all my children--and the spouses of those of them who are married
I love my super intelligent, beautiful, tender, loving, precious grandchildren
I love my extended family
I love all my friends--including those in bloggland
I love the joy of being alive
I love attending Church and being filled with Spiritual guidance and comfort
I love teaching
I love having to stretch myself to fulfill my various responsibilities
I love singing
I love eating
I'm excessively grateful for the many, many day-to-day blessings I enjoy

Like: Electricity
Hot and cold running water
Indoor "facilities"
A solid roof (and all the adjacent walls/windows/doors over which it perches
Vehicles that take me and family safely where and when we want/need to travel
Not having a mud floor
The many appliances that assist in keeping us fed, clean and dressed, and in touch
with the rest of the world
Being able to see
Being able to hear
Being able to speak
Being able to learn
Being able to dance
Being able to drive
The inalienable right to choose what, when and how I do as I go about my life

I'm so grateful for those who have taught me:
to be strong
to be kind
to love
to forgive
to comfort
to hope
to dream

I am a most blessed woman in this world of turmoil and confussion, light and hope and endless possibilities to learn and grow.

(I just viewed this post and don't like the way it aligned. One day I'm gonna write it first in Word and then cut and paste it. It seems to mind me better when I do that. Oh, well. See? I'm still tryin' t' learn!)