Princess

My husband and I were going to his brothers on Easter Sunday to eat dinner. Long story short, the cake I had baked wasn't the prettiest in the world, so because he was "embarassed" by it, we stop by Krogers on the way to purchase a "better" cake. I approach the door to Kroger and am standing in front of it, waiting for it to open. My husband comes up behind me and says "You have to push the door open, Princess". I look back at the doors and say "Well how archaic is that!". It was a very hilarious moment!

When was the last time you went into a larger grocery store and they didn't have an automatic door opener? I really am going to have to dye my hair a darker color!

Knick Knack Paddy Whack!

It was a bright beautiful morning. The birds were singing, the wind just slightly blowing. We are getting ready for the annual Easter Egg Hunt at church. The areas are roped off, the eggs are “hidden” and the children have arrived. It suddenly dawns on me that I don’t have my camera. I have to have my camera to capture all the wonderful moments about to take place. Where is it? Ah, yes in the van. I quickly go to the van and open the side door to find my camera in the case on the very back seat in the very back corner. No problem, I’ll just use the wooden stake laying there in my van. I take it in my hand and use the end to hook the strap of the camera bag. I’m lifting it up and toward me, when it seems to catch on something, I tug harder. The camera bag releases from the stake and the force at which I was tugging comes directly toward my face. WHACK! It took me a moment to realize what had happened and even another minute to realize I had done it!

I wear glasses and have magnetic sunglasses that attach to my glasses. It knocked them right off and brought my glasses half way down my face. The pastor is approaching at this time and asks if I’m okay. I assure him I’m fine, with tears in my eyes. He asks again and I say yes, but my vision is a little blurred. I proceed inside to cool off and get some ice for my head and begin to get concerned when my vision doesn’t seem to improve. I remove my sunglasses, thinking that they had smudged from the impact and the time on the pavement. It doesn’t help. I then remove my glasses to clean them and there I discover the problem, it knocked one of my lenses from my glasses. I go back to the van and find the missing lens and pop it back into my glasses and low and behold it’s a miracle, I can see again.

It’s okay to laugh out loud, I’m still laughing!


Picture taken 2 days later, redness is gone and bruise is fading quickly, thank goodness!

Washington, DC

I went to Washington, DC a couple of weeks ago for spring break. First time in the “Nations Capitol”. It is beautiful, especially with all the cherry blossoms. I am not a big history buff, but I was very moved by all the war memorials and impressed by all the monuments. I wanted to share one experience.

We had gone on a twilight tour of Washington. When we arrived at the Lincoln Memorial, my husband and niece stayed on the bus. It was the 5th time we had been to the Lincoln Memorial, so it was understandable that they would not want to walk up there again. I, however, decided to stroll along the Korean War Memorial and the Vietnam Veterans War Memorial. If you have not been to the Wall, it is a moving experience. As I began my stroll along the dimly lit sidewalk that follows the ever growing black granite wall, I eavesdrop on the conversations taking place. I never stopped walking and would hear only pieces of conversation, but the pieces that made their way to my ears were unbelievable. One woman in a wheelchair crying and explaining to the person with her that he should be here with her. A man with his son or grandson who was up against the wall with tracing paper and a pencil tracing a name off the wall. Another person stating that it was unfair that their brother had lost his life. A man explaining to the ones that were with him what the war was about. Someone else placing some article along the wall as a remembrance of their visit. I was moved by all of these people. As I concluded my walk I found myself standing and looking at the illuminated Washington Monument with tears in my eyes and thought of all of those who have lost and will lose their lives. It was a very sobering experience to me and one I will not soon forget.

New Day

Well it seems March was a total vacation from exercise. I never meant for it to happen, but before you knew it, it was gone! So I’m back at it. Started on Monday. I began with riding the stationary bike, then my resistance training and since it was a gorgeous morning I decided to go for a walk on the nature trail that goes from the lake to the YMCA. I did not walk that whole distance, only for about 30 minutes. As I was making it back to my car from the trail, my thighs and hips began to scream (who knew they had a voice?), “I THOUGHT YOU GAVE THIS UP, WHAT ARE YOU DOING, AAAHHHWWWEEE”. I assured them that they would survive and that at times pain is good. Then today I went back to my favorite exercise, water aerobics with Pam. Because I had been absent for a month, Pam decided that abs and upper body would be the exercise of the day. I discovered this afternoon, my upper body and abs also have a voice and they scream too!

It’s okay, ‘cause it’s a new day! I discovered a new vocal artist this weekend and he sings a song called Feeling Good, it has been my new theme song! Some of you probably have heard of him, his name is Michael Buble’. If you have not, oh my, you must hear him. He sings Sinatra, BeeGees, Ella, etc. and his own material too. I love that smooth, jazzy feel and he has made a fan of me. Anyway….the chorus of the song is as follows:

It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good

I like that! Because it is a new dawn, a new day and a new life for me, and I’m feeling good! Here’s to making April a better month!