Coming out of the Closet!

Apparantly I fell asleep this morning while reading the newspaper. I was dreaming. There were visions of tupperware ladies dancing around in my head (not sure where they came from). In my dream I had let them in my house because it was so hot outside and I felt sorry for them, and now there were gaggles of them doing the "high pressure" sales thing at the behest of their leader who was also there, training them. (I know, wierd dream, my kids just roll their eyes when I start off a sentence with "you wouldn't believe what I dreamed last night"). So just as Frank walks in the door with an incredulous look on his face, wondering why all the tupperware ladies are in our house, the phone rings for real and I am dragged back into reality.

It's Frank, letting me know that he is bringing some people over in five minutes to look at the paint colors in our house. (At least he gave me some warning, right, otherwise they would have walked in to see me drooling and snoring on the couch). I am still in my pj's more or less, no makeup, bed head (and not the stylish kind) and there are dishes in the sink. At least the dishes are rinsed, but the sink is full. So I run around the house as fast as I can and pick up, make my bed, etc. While in the bedroom I hear Frank come home (I told him to come find me before he started showing them around, but apparantly he didn't hear that part).

I'm in my bathroom and decide to hide in the CLOSET.
You know. . . . . the one I cleaned out in January and was so proud of.



I figure I am safe in the CLOSET because it had not been painted since we moved in. No need to show the CLOSET, right?

I hear them come into the bedroom, and then into the bathroom. The whole time I'm thinking, "don't open the CLOSET, don't open the CLOSET". I hear them leave the bathroom, phewwww!!! I'm safe. I'll wait a few minutes till they have left the house then I can come out of the CLOSET.

Oh no, I hear Frank's voice, it's getting closer. What's he saying? "Oh yeah, let me show you the CLOSET so you can see the old paint color". Now the little voice in my head is screaming, "noooooooooooooooooooooo, don't open the CLOSET!" For two seconds I have hope that Frank will see me first and shut the CLOSET before anyone else sees me, but no. It's too late. There I am, sitting in the closet in all my unkempt glory, huddled next to my slippers and pants sheepishly saying hi to the lady who is now staring into the CLOSET as they all kind of laugh at me for hiding in the CLOSET.

The moral to the story? It's better to just come out of the CLOSET as opposed to getting caught hiding in the CLOSET. Oh well, at least those people have a great story to tell all their friends. "Remember when we went to the Painter's house to see colors and his wife was hiding in the CLOSET?"

Happy Mom's Day - Happy Birthday

Happy MOM's Day to the MOMs in my life!

To my GrandMOM who raised my MOM to be the wonderful MOM that she is, and who always had wonderful aromas coming from her kitchen and her garden.

To my MOM who is the perfect example of selflessness and enduring to the end.

To Frank's MOM for giving me my husband and for her unwavering faith and example of the power of prayer.



Happy MOM's day to my beautiful daughter Kelli who is an amazing MOM and who made me a GrandMOM.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY today to my darling daughter-in-law Stacie!! And even though she isn't a MOM yet, I appreciate her mothering skills when it comes to taking care of my son Geoff.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY tomorrow to my brother Rod, who was born on MOM's day and whose beautiful wife Jill is celebrating MOM's day for the first time this year!

I hope all of you have a Happy MOM's day

and a HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

I love you!

Spring Time

I knew when I started this whole blogging thing that it was going to be TIME consuming. I have all these great ideas for posts, but before I know it, all this TIME has gone by and now it's been more than two months since I posted anything.

Last TIME I posted it was still Winter TIME (technically. I think that was one of the weeks when it was really, really warm here). Then I went out of town a few times, life got crazy (as it usually does) and I kind of lost track of TIME. Then the whole Swine Flu thing came up, my grandbabies were sick with Influenza A, and I was starting to get just the tiniest bit anxious (read: trying not to freak out). Then wednesday when I left my neighborhood to run to the store for my daughter, I saw this

And it touched my heart, and reminded me that it's SPRING TIME!! A time for renewal, and new birth. There was that mama duck with her little babies following her as they crossed the street right in front of me, and suddenly things didn't seem so scary anymore. I could stop and put things in perspective, and realize that everything was going to be OK. So I picked up the groceries for Kelli and took them to her house, then showed Tyler the picture of the mama duck with her babies. It made her smile, and laugh, and that made me smile and laugh, and then everything was all right with the world, in spite of the stupid piggy flu!

And what would SPRING TIME be without pictures of cute little girls in their Easter dresses? (Even though they had pretty much had enough of Easter by the time these pictures were taken, so to see happier girls in their Easter dresses, go here).

I am grateful for SPRING, and for cute little girls in their Easter dresses. And I'm going to enjoy SPRING TIME because it will probably only be here for another week and then it will be Summer!