I recently had Spring Break. I was fortunate enough to be able to start my Spring Break a day early and end it a day late. I did this just because I wanted to and because I could. I'm very fortunate that way with my work.
I had a great Spring Break. Gary and I met his parents in Branson for the weekend and had a great time. Then I headed out to Phoenix to see the kids and grand kids out there. These are just a few of thoughts I have brought back from my Spring Break Vacation.
Gary and I left on Friday to head to Branson. We were not in any hurry as the drive is not long and we didn't need to be there until afternoon. So we took our time and meandered though Arkansas just enjoying the scenery. It occurred to me that this is something we have not had much time to do - just take time for ourselves. I had 4 girls living at home when we got married. Gary's parents would take the girls for the weekend, but we still did not have a lot of time for just us. We will be married 19 years in October and it's just been in the last year that we have started taking time for "us". I like it.
We had a great time in Branson. Got to see some of my cousins I hadn't seen in way to long. How do we let the time go by? We need to get together more often. I discovered that we all may be cousins and had the same uncles and grandparents but for some reason - we don't all remember things the same. I do believe that if 3 of the 4 cousins remember something the 4th one should just go with the flow and not call Mom to make sure he's correct.
Also discovered that all kids like to pick noses. No surprise here. The reason I bring this up is that I actually have a nose picker app on my phone. Downloaded for the grand kids but it sure is fun for adults too. You can pull out things such as jelly fish, planes, buses, crayons, stars -- the list goes on and on. Anytime I pull that app up and put it in a kids hands they love it. Even complete strangers during intermission at the show in Branson.
After 3 days in Branson, I came home, did laundry and repacked to head out to Phoenix the next morning. It's a long drive. Chris will never be a good traveling companion. That's why I debated whether I would ask him to go with me and I ended up asking him just because. He does nothing but sleep in the car. It's like riding with a corpse. Oh well, I listened to Stephen King book on tape and stopped whenever I wanted. He would wake up when I stopped. 5 minutes back on the road and he would be asleep again.
I discovered that a mother is always a mother. No surprise there, though. We got in Phoenix on Tuesday and that evening we drove up to Charlie's place of business - Booty's Wings, Burgers, and Beer. Great burgers if you are ever out that way make the detour to Surprise, Arizona and tell them Charlie's mom sent you. Charlie was behind the bar that night. We were setting at a table next to the bar. Even though there were 6 of us at our table talking I could not help but overhear the conversation the gentlemen at the end of the bar were having with Charlie. Now granted I probably just caught bits and pieces of the conversation. However, when I heard "we have a room. It's a drive up motel"; as a mother, I felt it necessary to step up to the bar and intervene into the conversation just to make certain they weren't trying to take advantage of my girl. No worries - all was fine.
I learned that there is a PS3 game that I can whoop up on the grandsons with! This is a very important discovery as these 2 boys (now aged 9) always stomp me on the video games. They take great delight in telling me what a loser I am and how I don't play very well. We went to Game Stop and one of them bought a new fighting game - I thinks it's Fight 5 or something like that. When we got home they immediately asked if I would play it. Of course, I said yes. And guess what? I OWN THAT GAME!! Yep, I beat them. They said, "Wow, Grandma. You're really good at this game." Must be because of the fact that I had 3 brothers I know how to fight. LOL
Also found a couple of more toys I need to get. Well, perhaps I don't need but I think they would be kinda nice to have. That's another thing I've discovered. Now that I'm an adult I can have toys and play with them and truly enjoy them. I have my Bey Blade Dome arena with Bey Blades - love this game. I have my tops. I also have my bean racers (bean like characters with painted faces that race down a slope). I now need the flying helicopter/jeep (way to expensive for me though) and perhaps one of those nerf revolver type guns that come in packs of three and will clip to your belt. That sure looks like fun. The boys in Arizona used to call me "little Grandma" because they think I'm short (I'm taller than them). They now call me "toy Grandma" because I'm always finding new toys I want.
One of the best things I learned was that grand kids never get to old to give you hugs for no reason! This was one of the nicest things I learned. It's a nice feeling for your 17 year old grandson to come up and say, "Grandma, have I hugged you today?" and then give you a great big hug.
So Spring Break is over, I am back to work, and you can now enjoy my Blog again.
Friday, March 29, 2013
Thursday, March 14, 2013
Lesson From Momma
My momma taught me to be polite. I try to be.
Being polite means I listen. I listen to the elderly staff, instructor who does not remember how they are supposed to log into the computer and have to call me every week because they have forgotten their password. I listen to the elderly instructor who calls weekly because he does not remember what I told him last week. They are most likely lonely and just need someone to talk to. I listen
At my old job with the Lawn Care company. I listened to the person whom I called to advise that my technician was on his way to treat her lawn. I listened to her health concerns and the fact that she had just moved to Tulsa and didn't know anyone here and was just diagnosed with cancer. I listened - I remembered and next time I talked to her I asked how she was doing.
I listen to the student who calls almost in tears because they are unable to sign up for a class because they don't remember their password and are unable to answer their security questions. I listen to the student who is failing his class because his mother changed his password but forgot to tell him and now he cannot access his course and he has a test that needs to be taken today because it is worth 50% of his grade.
My momma taught me to be polite. I say please and thank you. I call older people sir or ma'am. I use Mr., Mrs. or Ms. when addressing someone. I try not to interrupt when someone is talking. And again -- I listen.
Yes, my momma taught me to be polite. That is why when a student calls saying that she has clicked on Forgot Pin and nothing happens I ask: Did you type in your CWID BEFORE you clicked on forgot PIN? More times than I care to mention the answer is: No, should I do that? I am polite -- I say: yes, that is the only way the system will know what account it needs to find the security questions for. I do not say: How on earth have you managed to survive as long as you have?
Momma taught me to be polite. That is why when a student calls and attempts to answer their security questions of: What school did you attend for 6th grade? They respond I was home schooled I'm not sure what I put: I will try home schooled I will try home I will try whatever you think you put for the answer. Then when your next question is What street did you live on in third grade and your answer is aspen avenue and you spell it aspn avnu I do not respond: How well did that home schooling work out for you? (And I mean no disrespect to Mom's who home-school I know several and you all rock!!)
Momma taught me to be polite. That is why when you call to have your PIN reset and I ask the question: My boyfriends name. Your response of: that stupid SOB! He ain't my boyfriend any more. I broke up with him over a year ago because he's so lazy and won't get a job. He still lives here in my house but he sure ain't my boyfriend no more. I do not say: really, how smart is it that you broke up with him and kicked him out but yet he still lives with you?
Momma taught me to be polite. That is why when you call me with problems with your computer I will attempt to explain how to do something. When you spend 20 minutes telling me that you are unable to do this and you cannot find simple programs or sites on your computer I listen. When I attempt to advise you to go to the control panel to do something and you tell me that you are unable to access your control panel because your ex son-in-law built your computer and did not give you access to the control panel, I listen. I do not say anything like: well, what a stupid moron you are! What is wrong with you?
And when the stupidest person on the planet calls me 4 times in one day to go over the same thing and takes at least 15 minutes every time they call, I listen. I do not say: It would probably be advisable for you to drop this class and drop out of college. With the problems you are having today there is no way on earth you will ever be able to pass the computer class you have signed up for. Erase our number from your phone you do not have the mentality needed for this class.
Yep, I listen. I may vent my frustration here in my blog or on Facebook or to my family but always remember: Momma taught me to be polite -- I listen
Being polite means I listen. I listen to the elderly staff, instructor who does not remember how they are supposed to log into the computer and have to call me every week because they have forgotten their password. I listen to the elderly instructor who calls weekly because he does not remember what I told him last week. They are most likely lonely and just need someone to talk to. I listen
At my old job with the Lawn Care company. I listened to the person whom I called to advise that my technician was on his way to treat her lawn. I listened to her health concerns and the fact that she had just moved to Tulsa and didn't know anyone here and was just diagnosed with cancer. I listened - I remembered and next time I talked to her I asked how she was doing.
I listen to the student who calls almost in tears because they are unable to sign up for a class because they don't remember their password and are unable to answer their security questions. I listen to the student who is failing his class because his mother changed his password but forgot to tell him and now he cannot access his course and he has a test that needs to be taken today because it is worth 50% of his grade.
My momma taught me to be polite. I say please and thank you. I call older people sir or ma'am. I use Mr., Mrs. or Ms. when addressing someone. I try not to interrupt when someone is talking. And again -- I listen.
Yes, my momma taught me to be polite. That is why when a student calls saying that she has clicked on Forgot Pin and nothing happens I ask: Did you type in your CWID BEFORE you clicked on forgot PIN? More times than I care to mention the answer is: No, should I do that? I am polite -- I say: yes, that is the only way the system will know what account it needs to find the security questions for. I do not say: How on earth have you managed to survive as long as you have?
Momma taught me to be polite. That is why when a student calls and attempts to answer their security questions of: What school did you attend for 6th grade? They respond I was home schooled I'm not sure what I put: I will try home schooled I will try home I will try whatever you think you put for the answer. Then when your next question is What street did you live on in third grade and your answer is aspen avenue and you spell it aspn avnu I do not respond: How well did that home schooling work out for you? (And I mean no disrespect to Mom's who home-school I know several and you all rock!!)
Momma taught me to be polite. That is why when you call to have your PIN reset and I ask the question: My boyfriends name. Your response of: that stupid SOB! He ain't my boyfriend any more. I broke up with him over a year ago because he's so lazy and won't get a job. He still lives here in my house but he sure ain't my boyfriend no more. I do not say: really, how smart is it that you broke up with him and kicked him out but yet he still lives with you?
Momma taught me to be polite. That is why when you call me with problems with your computer I will attempt to explain how to do something. When you spend 20 minutes telling me that you are unable to do this and you cannot find simple programs or sites on your computer I listen. When I attempt to advise you to go to the control panel to do something and you tell me that you are unable to access your control panel because your ex son-in-law built your computer and did not give you access to the control panel, I listen. I do not say anything like: well, what a stupid moron you are! What is wrong with you?
And when the stupidest person on the planet calls me 4 times in one day to go over the same thing and takes at least 15 minutes every time they call, I listen. I do not say: It would probably be advisable for you to drop this class and drop out of college. With the problems you are having today there is no way on earth you will ever be able to pass the computer class you have signed up for. Erase our number from your phone you do not have the mentality needed for this class.
Yep, I listen. I may vent my frustration here in my blog or on Facebook or to my family but always remember: Momma taught me to be polite -- I listen
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Grumpy Savings Time
Daylight Savings Time --- what idiot came up with this brilliant idea?
I mean seriously? Who in their right mind thinks that if you go to bed you can wake up the next morning and have more daylight just because you set your clock ahead one hour? Really? The sun doesn't just hover in the hour for an extra hour. You have the same number of hours that the sun is going to be shining whether you are awake or not. If you want more sunlight then you make it happen for yourself! Don't make everyone suffer!
Can you tell that I think Daylight Savings Time is STUPID!!! And why did they say that this time change had to take place at 2:30 am? That's the middle of the night for crying out loud! Do they really think people are going to get up at that time to change their clocks? Get real!!
Then comes the dilemma that everyone has. You set your clocks ahead when you go to bed. So all of a sudden you are going to bed late. You can get around this problem by going to bed early. However, you probably will just lay in bed awake for an hour because it wasn't time to go to bed yet.
You are defeated before it even starts! Since you are going to bed late (or early so you can lay in bed worrying) you worry that you won't wake up in time. So you lay there in bed worrying about waking up on time then you start to wonder about your alarm. Will it work? Who knows. Now I use my cell phone for my alarm. So I have to wonder - is my phone going to change itself at 2:30? Will my alarm go off at the right time? Maybe I can wake up at 2:30 and watch my cell phone clock change itself. How does that work?
The next morning when you get up you check your phone to see what time it says. Then you go check a clock that you set forward to be sure that your phone is correct. Then you have to make sure that all the clocks got changed. We don't worry about it at my house. We set the clock on the microwave and let the rest go. Now to be honest I think we only have one other real clock in the house that works and I don't like to mess with taking it off the wall. So we never know if it's the right time or not but that's okay. It will be correct part of the year.
So everyone is tired from losing an hour of sleep and now you have to try to put kids to bed while the sun is still shining. This makes me think that it was a man who thought of the idea of Daylight Savings Time. Stupid!!
Now it used to be that you knew Daylight Savings Time started the first Sunday in April and ended the last Sunday in October. Not anymore! Some idiot decided that wasn't smart. So now just whenever it changes. No particular day - just sometime in the middle of the month they decide - let's change the time. Brilliant! Let's really mess with people's minds.
And when the weather man tells me on the evening news that "it sure is nice to have that sunshine at 7:30 pm as the days get longer", my thought is: I want to strangle you. Seriously, I don't care if the sun is shining at 7:30 pm. It's cold outside I ain't gonna be out there doing anything. And I certainly am not happy getting up and driving to work in pitch dark. Good thing it wasn't that perky little morning weather girl who does nothing but smile all the time. I'd have to smash her face if she said something like that with her big perky smile.
Now as if it's not bad enough that Daylight Savings Time make people grumpy; guess what I heard on the news this morning? Women require more sleep than men or they will be grumpy. Reason women need more sleep is that they use their brains more during the day because they multi-task. Therefore, women need more sleep than men. Duh! It's not just me. I'm not just tired (well, actually I am. I require lots of naps throughout the day). The news report said that if women do not get the extra sleep, at least 20 minutes a day, they will be grumpy!
Really??!! They had to do a study for this? A study saying if you don't get enough sleep you will be grumpy! I wish I could get in on these studies. They are stupid and someone is being paid big bucks for these stupid studies. Ask me and I will tell you that if I don't get enough sleep I am grumpy!! Ask any mother of a small child and they will tell you that if the child does not get enough sleep they will be grumpy!
Now, let's be really stupid and report this study the week that Daylight Savings Time begins! We have already been cheated out of an hour of sleep. Now let's tell you that you may be grumpy if you don't get enough sleep. Brilliant! You should have spent a little bit more money on your study and researched the proper time to release your findings.
Now you know my feelings on Daylight Savings Time and you probably can guess that I'm a little bit grumpy
I mean seriously? Who in their right mind thinks that if you go to bed you can wake up the next morning and have more daylight just because you set your clock ahead one hour? Really? The sun doesn't just hover in the hour for an extra hour. You have the same number of hours that the sun is going to be shining whether you are awake or not. If you want more sunlight then you make it happen for yourself! Don't make everyone suffer!
Can you tell that I think Daylight Savings Time is STUPID!!! And why did they say that this time change had to take place at 2:30 am? That's the middle of the night for crying out loud! Do they really think people are going to get up at that time to change their clocks? Get real!!
Then comes the dilemma that everyone has. You set your clocks ahead when you go to bed. So all of a sudden you are going to bed late. You can get around this problem by going to bed early. However, you probably will just lay in bed awake for an hour because it wasn't time to go to bed yet.
You are defeated before it even starts! Since you are going to bed late (or early so you can lay in bed worrying) you worry that you won't wake up in time. So you lay there in bed worrying about waking up on time then you start to wonder about your alarm. Will it work? Who knows. Now I use my cell phone for my alarm. So I have to wonder - is my phone going to change itself at 2:30? Will my alarm go off at the right time? Maybe I can wake up at 2:30 and watch my cell phone clock change itself. How does that work?
The next morning when you get up you check your phone to see what time it says. Then you go check a clock that you set forward to be sure that your phone is correct. Then you have to make sure that all the clocks got changed. We don't worry about it at my house. We set the clock on the microwave and let the rest go. Now to be honest I think we only have one other real clock in the house that works and I don't like to mess with taking it off the wall. So we never know if it's the right time or not but that's okay. It will be correct part of the year.
So everyone is tired from losing an hour of sleep and now you have to try to put kids to bed while the sun is still shining. This makes me think that it was a man who thought of the idea of Daylight Savings Time. Stupid!!
Now it used to be that you knew Daylight Savings Time started the first Sunday in April and ended the last Sunday in October. Not anymore! Some idiot decided that wasn't smart. So now just whenever it changes. No particular day - just sometime in the middle of the month they decide - let's change the time. Brilliant! Let's really mess with people's minds.
And when the weather man tells me on the evening news that "it sure is nice to have that sunshine at 7:30 pm as the days get longer", my thought is: I want to strangle you. Seriously, I don't care if the sun is shining at 7:30 pm. It's cold outside I ain't gonna be out there doing anything. And I certainly am not happy getting up and driving to work in pitch dark. Good thing it wasn't that perky little morning weather girl who does nothing but smile all the time. I'd have to smash her face if she said something like that with her big perky smile.
Now as if it's not bad enough that Daylight Savings Time make people grumpy; guess what I heard on the news this morning? Women require more sleep than men or they will be grumpy. Reason women need more sleep is that they use their brains more during the day because they multi-task. Therefore, women need more sleep than men. Duh! It's not just me. I'm not just tired (well, actually I am. I require lots of naps throughout the day). The news report said that if women do not get the extra sleep, at least 20 minutes a day, they will be grumpy!
Really??!! They had to do a study for this? A study saying if you don't get enough sleep you will be grumpy! I wish I could get in on these studies. They are stupid and someone is being paid big bucks for these stupid studies. Ask me and I will tell you that if I don't get enough sleep I am grumpy!! Ask any mother of a small child and they will tell you that if the child does not get enough sleep they will be grumpy!
Now, let's be really stupid and report this study the week that Daylight Savings Time begins! We have already been cheated out of an hour of sleep. Now let's tell you that you may be grumpy if you don't get enough sleep. Brilliant! You should have spent a little bit more money on your study and researched the proper time to release your findings.
Now you know my feelings on Daylight Savings Time and you probably can guess that I'm a little bit grumpy
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
TV Dilemma
I'm a creature of habit. I know where things are supposed to be and I know what day and time the shows I want to watch are on TV. It works for me - don't be changing things.
Now, I'm not a huge TV person. If I have it on it's usually more for background noise than because I have to watch something. There a few shows that Gary and I like to watch. CSI and Criminal Minds mainly. They used to be on on Thursday nights. That was bonding time for Shellie and I because we could watch CSI and text each other during the show. I miss that.
Now typically, Gary and I are not up on new shows. We don't start watching or liking a show until it goes off air and we then watch all the re-runs and ask ourselves "why didn't we watch this when it was on?" Who knows? But we are usually behind.
Well, I told you we like to watch CSI and Criminal Minds. They moved these shows from Thursday to Wednesday some time ago. Not sure why they did that but they did. I wasn't happy about it but was able to make the adjustment. We would set the show to record and hurry home from church to get caught up to current time on the show -- fast forward through all commercials and we didn't get to far behind.
Now, I told you how we don't normally watch any shows that are current? There had been so much written on Facebook about Duck Dynasty that a few weeks ago we watched one of the old shows. This show is hilarious!!! We loved it. I absolutely love Si on this show -- he reminds me of Rose on Golden Girls. So now we watch Duck Dynasty, CSI and Criminal Minds. Herein lies the problem.
All three of these shows come on on Wednesday nights. Well, the DVR helps us resolve part of this issue. We can record the shows and decide which one we want to watch while it is on and which one we want to watch as a recorded program. Simple right
Problem is - church is on Wednesday nights. So just tell me this -- who in the world of TV programming decided that any show that was worth watching needed to be in the programming for church night? I know that I wasn't consulted about the programming but surely someone was. Seriously, was it an atheist who did the programming? Why would anyone want you to make a choice between church and TV?
The only solution I can think of is - let's move church night!! Who says it has to be Wednesday night at 6:30? Why not Tuesday night or Thursday night (I prefer Tuesday because I do have a standing appointment on Thursday night). This will allow me to not have to hurry home to catch the shows I want to watch on TV.
Now, I'm not a huge TV person. If I have it on it's usually more for background noise than because I have to watch something. There a few shows that Gary and I like to watch. CSI and Criminal Minds mainly. They used to be on on Thursday nights. That was bonding time for Shellie and I because we could watch CSI and text each other during the show. I miss that.
Now typically, Gary and I are not up on new shows. We don't start watching or liking a show until it goes off air and we then watch all the re-runs and ask ourselves "why didn't we watch this when it was on?" Who knows? But we are usually behind.
Well, I told you we like to watch CSI and Criminal Minds. They moved these shows from Thursday to Wednesday some time ago. Not sure why they did that but they did. I wasn't happy about it but was able to make the adjustment. We would set the show to record and hurry home from church to get caught up to current time on the show -- fast forward through all commercials and we didn't get to far behind.
Now, I told you how we don't normally watch any shows that are current? There had been so much written on Facebook about Duck Dynasty that a few weeks ago we watched one of the old shows. This show is hilarious!!! We loved it. I absolutely love Si on this show -- he reminds me of Rose on Golden Girls. So now we watch Duck Dynasty, CSI and Criminal Minds. Herein lies the problem.
All three of these shows come on on Wednesday nights. Well, the DVR helps us resolve part of this issue. We can record the shows and decide which one we want to watch while it is on and which one we want to watch as a recorded program. Simple right
Problem is - church is on Wednesday nights. So just tell me this -- who in the world of TV programming decided that any show that was worth watching needed to be in the programming for church night? I know that I wasn't consulted about the programming but surely someone was. Seriously, was it an atheist who did the programming? Why would anyone want you to make a choice between church and TV?
The only solution I can think of is - let's move church night!! Who says it has to be Wednesday night at 6:30? Why not Tuesday night or Thursday night (I prefer Tuesday because I do have a standing appointment on Thursday night). This will allow me to not have to hurry home to catch the shows I want to watch on TV.
Thursday, March 7, 2013
Mind Boggling
Do you ever find anything mind boggling? I do - frequently. It's happened again this week.
Restaurant here in town called Burger Street. I drive by it frequently - don't think I've ever stopped there. We went the other night so Chris could get a job application. Someone told him they were hiring. The restaurant has double drive-thru. Now this is not what blows my mind. It's the double drive thru itself that blows my mind.
I'm familiar with double drive-thru. I've worked fast food I know how the process works. You typically have two windows - order at one pay at the other. Or you have two lanes - alternating the ordering process. Concept is pretty simple and it works.
Not so with Burger Street. Their double drive thru is one lane and one window on each side of the building! Now when Gary pointed this out to me (I admit I didn't catch it. I thought the line on the west side of the building was just for entering and exiting and I was wondering how the cars kept from hitting each other as it was only one lane) I was like WOW! How does that work?
Gary says: you know how double drive through works. Me: yeah , I know but wow! How does it work inside? How do the workers know which order is for which drive thru? Wouldn't they get confused on which side of the store to take the order to? How do they know? WOW!
Now for some reason the concept is fairly simple for Gary to grasp. He immediately says - think of it as counter or drive thru. I'm still: WOW! How does this work? It sometimes takes me a while to process things. And I'm still trying to picture this in my head thinking back to when I worked fast food. What if you don't know your right from your left? What if you are one of those people who have to make the letter L with your thumb and first finger to actually know which is your left side? (No I am not one of those but have a daughter who is). See why I find this mind boggling?
Then Gary says - how cool is it that the passenger can order? Wait!!! What???!!! I'm still trying to process the worker side of this when he throws another option in. How in the world can I process all this? Like WOW! you drive up and the passenger rolls down their window and orders? Unreal!!! This is totally unreal to me. I can see the convenience of this. You have all seen that car in drive thru that pulls up to the window then has to open their door and get out to order or pay because their window won't roll down. (Seriously - why don't these people just go inside- they have to get out anyway? - Idiots!)
But I still can't think about the customer side - I'm stuck on the worker side trying to decide which side I'm supposed to go to with the order I just bagged! Perhaps on their screen inside they have arrows pointing to the side you are to deliver the bag to.
And here it is 3 or 4 days later and I'm still trying to process this concept of double drive thru! See - it's mind boggling!!!
Restaurant here in town called Burger Street. I drive by it frequently - don't think I've ever stopped there. We went the other night so Chris could get a job application. Someone told him they were hiring. The restaurant has double drive-thru. Now this is not what blows my mind. It's the double drive thru itself that blows my mind.
I'm familiar with double drive-thru. I've worked fast food I know how the process works. You typically have two windows - order at one pay at the other. Or you have two lanes - alternating the ordering process. Concept is pretty simple and it works.
Not so with Burger Street. Their double drive thru is one lane and one window on each side of the building! Now when Gary pointed this out to me (I admit I didn't catch it. I thought the line on the west side of the building was just for entering and exiting and I was wondering how the cars kept from hitting each other as it was only one lane) I was like WOW! How does that work?
Gary says: you know how double drive through works. Me: yeah , I know but wow! How does it work inside? How do the workers know which order is for which drive thru? Wouldn't they get confused on which side of the store to take the order to? How do they know? WOW!
Now for some reason the concept is fairly simple for Gary to grasp. He immediately says - think of it as counter or drive thru. I'm still: WOW! How does this work? It sometimes takes me a while to process things. And I'm still trying to picture this in my head thinking back to when I worked fast food. What if you don't know your right from your left? What if you are one of those people who have to make the letter L with your thumb and first finger to actually know which is your left side? (No I am not one of those but have a daughter who is). See why I find this mind boggling?
Then Gary says - how cool is it that the passenger can order? Wait!!! What???!!! I'm still trying to process the worker side of this when he throws another option in. How in the world can I process all this? Like WOW! you drive up and the passenger rolls down their window and orders? Unreal!!! This is totally unreal to me. I can see the convenience of this. You have all seen that car in drive thru that pulls up to the window then has to open their door and get out to order or pay because their window won't roll down. (Seriously - why don't these people just go inside- they have to get out anyway? - Idiots!)
But I still can't think about the customer side - I'm stuck on the worker side trying to decide which side I'm supposed to go to with the order I just bagged! Perhaps on their screen inside they have arrows pointing to the side you are to deliver the bag to.
And here it is 3 or 4 days later and I'm still trying to process this concept of double drive thru! See - it's mind boggling!!!
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
The first
Ok - if I do a blog about one grandchild it stands to reason that you will be seeing more since I have more grandchildren. Right? If you can truly say that you were not expecting to see another blog about grand kids then you are going to be disappointed - because I have several grand kids. Just warning you. I won't do them one after the other so don't quit reading my blog because you think it's only about grand kids.
I have to write about my first grand child. Richard. He's been on my mind a lot lately -- not sure why. But you know the first one is always kinda special. Admit it.. they are. And they are awfully spoiled. But of course, Richard wasn't. I guess he's been on my mind so much because he will be turning 18 this year! So hard to believe.
We were very fortunate when he was little. His family lived in Arizona and we lived in Missouri. However, his parents would allow him to spend a couple of weeks by himself with us each year. We truly enjoyed having him around. He kept us entertained. Now we still enjoy spending time with him. He spent Thanksgiving with us last year and stayed with us for a week and a half. When he was little he would ride with us on the riding mower when we mowed the yard. Typically he would fall asleep while we were mowing (we had a big yard). This past year, Grampa taught him how to drive a stick shift. Told him everyone needed to know how. Luckily he didn't fall asleep during that time.
When he was younger he loved to play games like Bouncing Tigger. This involved hanging onto my arm and just jumping up and down. He also played George of the Jungle. This involved me making towels into loin clothes and letting him swing from my arm. (I'm seeing a pattern here in the fact that grand kids think I am some kind of jungle gym. They either use me for a swing or some kind of trampoline).
As he got older we stayed connected by games such as NeoPets (we had virtual pets online that we took care of) - this allowed us to email each other, RuneScape (another online game). When I visited we played video games together (Black Ops) and he has taught me to skate board (I don't do this very well). We also play some basketball (it's hard keeping up with a teenage grandson and two of his friends).
The poem below sums up some of our feelings for each other.
WAITING FOR GRANDMA
He's been waiting all day long it's true
Waiting and watching for you know who.
He's been waiting all day you know
For Grandma's car, this is so.
Waiting for Grandma to appear
He knows she has to be quite near.
A great big smile lights up his face
And he starts to jump in place.
Grandma throws open her car door
He can't stand it any more.
With his arms stretched out wide
He runs to his Grandma's side.
She picks him up in a great big hug
Both their hearts are full of love.
Written for Richard
By: Grandma
November 1, 2004
I have to write about my first grand child. Richard. He's been on my mind a lot lately -- not sure why. But you know the first one is always kinda special. Admit it.. they are. And they are awfully spoiled. But of course, Richard wasn't. I guess he's been on my mind so much because he will be turning 18 this year! So hard to believe.
We were very fortunate when he was little. His family lived in Arizona and we lived in Missouri. However, his parents would allow him to spend a couple of weeks by himself with us each year. We truly enjoyed having him around. He kept us entertained. Now we still enjoy spending time with him. He spent Thanksgiving with us last year and stayed with us for a week and a half. When he was little he would ride with us on the riding mower when we mowed the yard. Typically he would fall asleep while we were mowing (we had a big yard). This past year, Grampa taught him how to drive a stick shift. Told him everyone needed to know how. Luckily he didn't fall asleep during that time.
When he was younger he loved to play games like Bouncing Tigger. This involved hanging onto my arm and just jumping up and down. He also played George of the Jungle. This involved me making towels into loin clothes and letting him swing from my arm. (I'm seeing a pattern here in the fact that grand kids think I am some kind of jungle gym. They either use me for a swing or some kind of trampoline).
As he got older we stayed connected by games such as NeoPets (we had virtual pets online that we took care of) - this allowed us to email each other, RuneScape (another online game). When I visited we played video games together (Black Ops) and he has taught me to skate board (I don't do this very well). We also play some basketball (it's hard keeping up with a teenage grandson and two of his friends).
The poem below sums up some of our feelings for each other.
WAITING FOR GRANDMA
He's been waiting all day long it's true
Waiting and watching for you know who.
He's been waiting all day you know
For Grandma's car, this is so.
Waiting for Grandma to appear
He knows she has to be quite near.
A great big smile lights up his face
And he starts to jump in place.
Grandma throws open her car door
He can't stand it any more.
With his arms stretched out wide
He runs to his Grandma's side.
She picks him up in a great big hug
Both their hearts are full of love.
Written for Richard
By: Grandma
November 1, 2004
Monday, March 4, 2013
My Bud
I talk about my Bud a lot so thought maybe I should share a little bit about him. He gave himself this name.
It all started because his sisters were always going to stay with their 'best friends'. Now Remington has friends but isn't big on going to their house. His sister Lily says to bad you don't have any friends to go stay with and you can only stay with Grandma. His response: "Grandma is my best friend. We are buds."
So we are Best Buds. We do a lot of things together and believe it or not - we actually think a lot alike. He likes to play the game of "which would rather" or "which do you like best". I'm sure you've all played that game. And most of the time, our answers are the same. Now, I'm sure you're thinking that this happens because one of us will give an answer and the other person will say "yeah, that's what I was thinking too." Not so, his mom has texted me to see which of something I prefer and it's been his choice too. So yeah, we have a connection. Sorry, Charlie - I've never had a connection like this before with anyone but you.
Grampa and I got Remington some walkie-talkie's for his birthday. Just a cheap pair for fun. They came with interchangeable covers. We use them in the house. His code name is Monkey Man and I am Red Eagle. A few weeks ago when he was over for the night he let me choose two of the covers and he took the other two. When he went home that weekend he left one of the walkie-talkies by my chair. I saw him a few days later and mentioned it to him. He said; "yeah, that's because that one is yours and I took mine home. We are gonna share them, Grandma."
My bud saved up his money and bought himself a tablet. He usually brings it when he's spending the night. A few weeks ago he had his tablet and wanted me to play a Temple Ruin game he had on it. He was explaining to me all the rules and how to jump and get coins, etc. I told him he was much nicer than his cousins who always want me to play games on the Wii or such with them but don't tell me the rules. They make me go first and comment on "you really suck at this, Grandma", "you aren't very good at all are you, Grandma." They then take the game and proceed to slaughter my score while telling me what I should have done when it was my turn.
Anyway, Remington has his tablet and I have the computer. We are playing games and we keep switching back and forth to take turns. He is quick to tell me when he gives me the tablet, "don't be spending any money on there!" LOL He's heard me tell him that about my games - don't be spending my money on there I'm saving it up.
This past weekend, we teamed up in a silly string fight. We look out for each other. Grampa and Chris were having the fight with us. We had to wait until CSI was over. So Remington goes running out of the room and I can see him running back and forth and getting stuff from the kitchen. I ask what he's doing and he says: 'making us something - just wait you will see." He comes in with shields he had made for us to protect our faces from the silly string fight. We were ready!
This same weekend while out shopping he decided we needed to have some clipon animals. He had found himself a monkey that he was buying with his own money. He also saw a penguin that he thought we needed to buy also - with my money. He said they were best buds just like we were. He was going to keep the monkey and I could keep the penguin. The monkey was good at looking and the penguin was good at buying. Gotta love his way of thinking.
One of his favorite games to play is run and jump on Grandma. This can consist of running across the room and jumping on me while I am sitting in a chair. Or it can consist of just running and jumping on me while I am standing. Gotta tell you - he is getting to be almost as tall as me so if I am standing I really have to brace myself for this. I told him when he got to be as tall as me I as gonna play run and jump on Remington.
I'm truly blessed to be able to spend so much time with him and by the fact that he still wants to spend time with me. Now, that's not to say I don't enjoy the other grand kids. Love them all and I love the time I spend with them too. The Arizona grand kids don't have the time with me but we still spend time together on the phone, facebook and various other ways. Yep, I'm blessed to be able to enjoy them all. I'll have to write about them another time.
It all started because his sisters were always going to stay with their 'best friends'. Now Remington has friends but isn't big on going to their house. His sister Lily says to bad you don't have any friends to go stay with and you can only stay with Grandma. His response: "Grandma is my best friend. We are buds."
So we are Best Buds. We do a lot of things together and believe it or not - we actually think a lot alike. He likes to play the game of "which would rather" or "which do you like best". I'm sure you've all played that game. And most of the time, our answers are the same. Now, I'm sure you're thinking that this happens because one of us will give an answer and the other person will say "yeah, that's what I was thinking too." Not so, his mom has texted me to see which of something I prefer and it's been his choice too. So yeah, we have a connection. Sorry, Charlie - I've never had a connection like this before with anyone but you.
Grampa and I got Remington some walkie-talkie's for his birthday. Just a cheap pair for fun. They came with interchangeable covers. We use them in the house. His code name is Monkey Man and I am Red Eagle. A few weeks ago when he was over for the night he let me choose two of the covers and he took the other two. When he went home that weekend he left one of the walkie-talkies by my chair. I saw him a few days later and mentioned it to him. He said; "yeah, that's because that one is yours and I took mine home. We are gonna share them, Grandma."
My bud saved up his money and bought himself a tablet. He usually brings it when he's spending the night. A few weeks ago he had his tablet and wanted me to play a Temple Ruin game he had on it. He was explaining to me all the rules and how to jump and get coins, etc. I told him he was much nicer than his cousins who always want me to play games on the Wii or such with them but don't tell me the rules. They make me go first and comment on "you really suck at this, Grandma", "you aren't very good at all are you, Grandma." They then take the game and proceed to slaughter my score while telling me what I should have done when it was my turn.
Anyway, Remington has his tablet and I have the computer. We are playing games and we keep switching back and forth to take turns. He is quick to tell me when he gives me the tablet, "don't be spending any money on there!" LOL He's heard me tell him that about my games - don't be spending my money on there I'm saving it up.
This past weekend, we teamed up in a silly string fight. We look out for each other. Grampa and Chris were having the fight with us. We had to wait until CSI was over. So Remington goes running out of the room and I can see him running back and forth and getting stuff from the kitchen. I ask what he's doing and he says: 'making us something - just wait you will see." He comes in with shields he had made for us to protect our faces from the silly string fight. We were ready!
This same weekend while out shopping he decided we needed to have some clipon animals. He had found himself a monkey that he was buying with his own money. He also saw a penguin that he thought we needed to buy also - with my money. He said they were best buds just like we were. He was going to keep the monkey and I could keep the penguin. The monkey was good at looking and the penguin was good at buying. Gotta love his way of thinking.
One of his favorite games to play is run and jump on Grandma. This can consist of running across the room and jumping on me while I am sitting in a chair. Or it can consist of just running and jumping on me while I am standing. Gotta tell you - he is getting to be almost as tall as me so if I am standing I really have to brace myself for this. I told him when he got to be as tall as me I as gonna play run and jump on Remington.
I'm truly blessed to be able to spend so much time with him and by the fact that he still wants to spend time with me. Now, that's not to say I don't enjoy the other grand kids. Love them all and I love the time I spend with them too. The Arizona grand kids don't have the time with me but we still spend time together on the phone, facebook and various other ways. Yep, I'm blessed to be able to enjoy them all. I'll have to write about them another time.
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