I have a ton of little rambling thoughts rumbling around in my head, so I decided to get them down "on paper" by sharing them here on my blog.
Was it something I said?Do you ever notice how sometimes people just up and vanish? It's especially common online I guess, but I seem to be running into it a lot lately. I'm not talking about the kind of sporadic vanishing and reappearing that happens because people have real lives outside the Internet. I'm referring to those incidences where someone is there, talking with you on a regular basis and then just well, vanishes.
I met a lady on eBay who also sells the Fisher Price Little People. We found some common topics and emailed for a few days and really enjoyed each others cyber company. Then I said I bet we'll be great friends, and gave her my private email so we could take our conversation off of eBay. After that I never heard from her again.
I reconnected with an old friend on Facebook. We chatted eagerly for a few days, then bam, she disappeared in a puff of smoke. The Facebook vanishing act has happened to me a few times lately. Just the nature of FB I guess, I don't know.
I could go on but you get the picture. It's the kind of disappearing act that a person could start to take personally, you know? Lately I have found myself wondering on several occasions, was it something I said?
Is Abby a natural laxative?Sounds funny I know, but lately it seems like every time I hand Abby to her Daddy and ask him to play with her so I can get something done or take a little break, i'ts never more than 5 minutes before he passes her back to me to answer the call of nature. He's in there at least a half hour. Please. Finally I said to him, well honey now I know what to do next time you get a little backed up. I also think Aspen must be a tranquilizer, because every time they go off to play together she comes back to me within less than an hour and informs me that he fell asleep on her. I could never get by with either of these tricks. I mean, you know, I'm just saying.
Did I really pay $3 for 12 shaped rubber bands?If your kids are into
Silly Bandz then you know what I'm talking about. Not only did I buy them for Aspen but for Ashley as well. Even at the age of 17, she finds them irresistible. I have to admit, they're growing on me too. They're cute as can be. This is Aspen's first fad, and as trends go there are much worse things she could want. I think I'll start using them as rewards for good behavior and chores completed.
My Daddy is a good man.My parents have been here visiting twice recently and I've found myself watching the dynamics between my parents closely. I've decided that my Dad is a saint. He truly has a servant's heart in the strictest Biblical sense. My Mom has a lot of physical problems including badly failing eyesight, and he does a lot for her. A lot. But the most striking thing to me has been the contrast between him and my own hubby. They say girls tend to marry men like their fathers. Maybe it's that my parents divorced when I was 8 (they remarried in 2006), but I seem to have missed the mark there. A lot. I don't think my Mom realizes how blessed she is to have him to care for her now. Truth be told, I'm a little jealous.
If you've read any of this post, I appreciate your visit. If you've read this far without judging, I appreciate that even more. Sometimes we just have to get those random thoughts out, you know?