A visitor

Ed and I were having breakfast this morning, when we noticed someone had joined us. *smile* Now, she knows she is not supposed to be ON the table, but perhaps AT the table is permissable? *grin* Next thing you know, I'll be setting her a place at the table. *feeble grin*

She is getting quite brave, but isn't she adorable?

What is going on????

It is 86 DEGREES here today! It is March! In Ohio! We have our central air on! Oh, don't get me wrong....the weather is absolutely gorgeous. I have been sitting out on the porches off and on all day enjoying the loveliness of spring, but I've just never known it to be this nice this early in the year in my lifetime.

Okay, now on to update you as to my health. And thanks to all of you who have left messages and all. I appreciate it so much. I am feeling better, but still kind of weakly. I finally felt human by last Friday. Soooo.....a young lady from church and I had registered for a music workshop which was being held in Dayton, Ohio. I couldn't not go, so off we went Saturday to Dayton. Well, this young lady said that she would drive which I thought was a grand idea. I would just ride along, sip coffee, perhaps read a little on the way, perhaps catch a short nap and enjoy the trip. Right.

This young lady drives like a maniac. OH MY WORD!! I was hanging on for dear life! She drives a big SUV of some sort. 75-80 mph, swerving in and out of traffic, passing, jerking around. I even spoke up and told her she should slow down. I am old enough to be her mother, almost grandmother. I asked her why she didn't use the cruise-control. I started feeling queasy and thought maybe I just needed to eat some breakfast, so we stopped at Cracker Barrel in Columbus. Now, mind you, I drove to Lancaster from Logan. We had only gone from Lancaster to Columbus by this time and I was queasy already but I didn't think it was from her driving....honestly, I didn't, because I have a really strong constitution and just don't get sick at my stomach often at all. So we had a very good breakfast and chatted and laughed and had a great time. Then it was back on the road.....speeding, swerving, jerking, weaving, passing. We get to Dayton an hour early.....which should come as no surprise, considering. *feeble grin* So we have a great day, learning new chords, progressions, techniques and choruses and so on, meeting new people, talking to old acquaintances. Then it is back on the road, heading home. I don't know how it could possibly have gotten any worse, but it did....the driving home. Oh, maybe it was worse because there was so much more traffic on the road by this time. I am popping Rolaids and mints trying to keep my stomach under control. We finally get back to Lancaster where she proceeds to make two circling turns around my car.....just for the fun of it. *feebler grin* I had parked at New Life Christian Center that morning. So she drops me off and takes off. Just as I get seated in my car, my stomach starts lurching and churning and well, I'll spare you the rest but I was terribly sick and lost everything I had eaten that day on New Life's parking lot. I phoned Ed and told him what had had happened and how sick and shakey I was but I thought I would be able to get home okay, which I did. Soooooo......I get home and there is a situation that has come up and it only served to compound how badly I was feeling to begin with and it all continued on into Sunday and I was eating crackers and sipping water all the while. I was in bed all Sunday afternoon. I did go to both services and they were wonderful, the worship and presence of the Lord was so strengthening. I have such supportive, talented people under me in the music department and I thank the Lord for them each and every day. Soooooo (I say that alot, hm?) yesterday I had a funeral to attend, food to fix for the family afterward and I also did the music for the service. In the meantime, the hubby is getting the floogey that I have had and we're dealing with a few other things. The Lord is truly able to give us peace in the midst of storms that arise in our lives. Barbara put up this encouraging post at Stray Thoughts and I surely needed to read these words. Thank you, Barbara, so much.
Then last night, there was a Mother's Memorial dinner for Section 3 at Bro. and Sis. Young's church in New Lexington that I went to with some ladies from our church. Sis. Young and the ladies of her church always provide us with such a lovely, delicious meal and an entertaining, encouraging evening.
Today has been my down day and I have needed it. Tomorrow there is another funeral to attend at New Life. A dear, dear saint has passed away: Sis. Ruzella Wright. I believe she was 92 years old. Her husband baptized me and all of my siblings when we came into the church, me in my 20's, my siblings in their 30's, when we came to know the Lord and were born again. There will be many people there that I have not seen for so long. It will be a wonderful reunion day, I'm sure.
It is going on 7pm and I need to get some things done here this evening as I won't be home much tomorrow.
I hope you are enjoying the beauty and freshness of spring. It is such a hopeful time of year! God bless!

To make a long story short....

I'm still sick, though an eeeensy bit better. My sister Debbie is in the hospital. You remember her: "hyena hernia" "african for afghan" I know, I know....I'm bad. *feeble grin* Oh, Debbie is doing better, too. She may get to come home tomorrow. Her COPD flared up.....breathing was very labored, chest pains, etc. I'll keep you posted on both of us.

The weather was absolutely gorgeous today, though I didn't get to enjoy it much. In the low 70's! Yayyyy spring!!

I'll post again soon. *cough...cough*

Oh, here is a post over at Stray Thoughts that I thought you might enjoy reading. *little smile*

I came...I posted....I left.

I have contracted a nasty cold and sore throat from some generous soul out there. Needless to say, I feel like "trap". (Remember that word, Becky? *grin*) This is a word that Daniel and I came up several years ago, in lieu of the word that sounds similar to it which we don't say in our household. I'm always reminded of Caroline when I say it because she used to kind of talk baby talk, too, when she said certain things, which I do, too.

I did want to come here and post, though, before I go off to rest and recuperate. I woke up in the middle of the night, unable to talk and with my throat on fire, my nose all stuffed up. *yuck* Soooo.....it is off to bed with myself! Happy Monday to all of you!

AAAACCCCHHHOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! *groooaaannn* *aaacchhhheeee* *sniiiffffllllee* *whiiine*

What we do for our kids!!!!!

Yesterday morning, after church, we called Daniel and Erin and asked them out to dinner at LaCascada, a mexican restaurant located a couple of doors down from the church. We had a great time, catching up on things, laughing and eating some scrumptious food. So, after we finished eating, Daniel said, "Hey, why don't you guys follow us down to Athens and go to Petland with us to look at the dogs and birds?" You're kidding me, right? Well, he wasn't. He and Erin both love animals soooo much. (They have FOUR dogs. INSIDE dogs. Yep. Uh-huh. You read correctly.) Well, okay, they found a home for one of them: Dakota the Weimeraner/a.k.a.The Canine Horse. (Thank you, Lord.)

Anywayyyyy....as I was saying.....Daniel wanted us to drive to Athens, to Petland, to look at the pets. It was a beautiful afternoon. So, we did. Erin rode down with me and Ed went with Daniel. I told Erin, "You know, there are only two people that we would drive 25 miles/50 round trip with, to look at animals with, that we have no intention of buying, don't you?" To which she replied, Uh-huh, and smiled. You gotta love this girl. *smile* We did have fun, I'll admit. And Daniel and Erin were so happy that we drove down. Of course, they only live about 5-10 minutes from Petland. *grin* Oh, and I still managed to get a good hour and fifteen minute nap in before heading back to church. (gotta have that Sunday afternoon nap, hm, Barbara? *smile*)

And as you other parents know, even if you won't admit it, we will do most anything to spend time with our kids once they've left the nest, hm?) Daniel is on spring break this week and is coming up tomorrow to help Ed move furniture as we are having new carpet laid in the living room Wednesday.

Our heritage

We were privileged to have Bro. Ronald and Sis. Lois Newstrand with us in service yesterday morning. She played the piano and sang as only Sis. Newstrand can and Bro. Newstrand "treached" on "The Call to Prayer". It was an awesome message. Most of what he said was scripture and was not read but quoted from memory. What an inspiration! These are two of the most wonderful people you would ever want to meet and such dedicated christians. Bro. Newstrand baptized my husband many years ago at the Newark church where they pastored for 33 years, which is where Ed received the Holy Ghost during a revival with Bro. Lee Stoneking. Here are a couple of pictures that I took of them........and Ed!

The Cadbury Bunny

Something that I "kinda" look forward to each year, around Easter time, is the Cadbury egg commercials. I know, I know....I need to get a life. *feeble grin* LOL But I haven't seen one yet this year. Well, it would help if I watched more TV, I know, but anywayyyyy. If you have seen them in the past, you know that they hijack other animals, besides a bunny, slap a pair of bunny ears on it and try to teach it how to be a bunny. Well, on a whim, I googled "Cadbury Bunny" and this is what I came up with:




See what I mean? *grin* Aren't they cute? And kinda pitiful? *smile*

God's Coffee

A group of alumni, all highly established in their respective careers, got together for a visit with their old university professor. The conversation soon turned to complaints about the endless stress of work and life in general.

Offering his guests coffee, the professor went into the kitchen and soon returned with a large pot of coffee and an eclectic assortment of cups: porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal - some plain, some expensive, some quite exquisite.

Quietly he told them to help themselves to some fresh coffee.

When each of his former students had a cup of coffee in hand, the old professor quietly cleared his throat and began to patiently address the small gathering.

''You may have noticed that all of the nicer looking cups were taken up first, leaving behind the plainer and cheaper ones. While it is only natural for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is actually the source of much of your stress-related problems.''

''Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee. In fact, the cup merely disguises or dresses up what we drink. What each of you really wanted was coffee, not a cup, but you instinctively went for the best cups. Then you began eyeing each other's cups.''

''Now consider this: Life is coffee. Jobs, money, and position in society are merely cups. They are just tools to shape and contain Life, and the type of cup we have does not truly define nor change the quality of the Life we live.''

''Often, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee that God has provided us. God brews the coffee, but he does not supply the cups. Enjoy your coffee!''

The happiest people don't have the best of everything, they just make the best of everything.So please remember:

Live simply.
Love generously.
Care deeply.
Speak kindly.
Leave the Rest to God.

We overslept!

As I said in my previous post, I was "zonked" when I got home Tuesday night from the ladies' meeting and was in bed by 10:15. We don't set our alarm clock because I am always awake by 5:30am and at the very latest, by 6:00am. Well, I woke up at 3am to go to the bathroom and then went right back to sleep. Ed woke me up at 7:30am!!!!! We had overslept!!!!!!! Slept right through my normal waking up time! We couldn't believe it! And Ed needs to leave the house by 7:35am to get to Corey's by 8am. Talk about scurrying around! Oh, but did we ever get a good night's sleep! I can't tell you when we have slept like that or overslept, for that matter. We just never oversleep because I am such an early-riser.
Could it possibly be the Daylight Saving Time adjustment? Hmmm, I don't know. This oversleeping hasn't happened before, in years past, but the time change is earlier this year. I know that I've been wanting to sleep alot more lately. Oh and last night I set the alarm clock for 7am and we didn't wake up until it went off. Go figure. Hopefully, we will get back on a morning routine in a few days/weeks/months.....and then it will be time to turn the clocks BACK!
Oh well.....I'm going to bed. *yawn* Talk to all of you tomorrow....I need to get my rest......so I can enjoy my favorite day....tomorrow......Friday!!! :-)

What a week!

We had our monthly ladies' meeting at church Tuesday night. It was our circle's turn to serve and clean-up. I had had a particularly busy day and by the time I had finished helping clean-up at the ladies' meeting it was 10pm and I was in so much pain and completely worn out. When we were taking prayer requests at the beginning of our meeting, I asked the ladies to please pray with me because I was going to have to decide whether to have an MRI on my lower back or not. I've checked out the cost and the average is around $2400. One place does offer a payment plan after making a hefty down payment. Dr. Gedeon had asked me to seriously consider having one so we would know just what is going on with my back. So, I go to my appointment the next morning with Dr. Gedeon. I have a session with the massage therapist first. She asked me where my pain was this morning and it dawned on me that I wasn't in pain anywhere!!!! Now, I was stiff around my back and hips, but there was no pain and my posture has remained straight. Hallelujah! I was just thrilled! Diana, my massage therapist, went on to work on my hips and legs and back as she usually does. Next, I go into see Dr. Gedeon and he asks me the same thing....."What do we need to work on today, Jewel?" and I told him that I didn't have pain anywhere, just some stiffness, to which he replied, "That is great news!!!" He said, "Let's have a look at you and see how your back is." After checking my spine and back and doing a few adjustments and so on, he was just amazed by how good my back was. I told him and Diana that with their help and the help of the Lord, I am getting better! And he didn't even mention the MRI!!!! As usual, a few hours after having the massage and adjustments, I experienced some pain and discomfort, but today, I am doing really well ANDDDDD it is cloudy and rainy and cold, which usually means I am really in pain, but not so today. Oh, I am a bit stiff and there is a little pain, but nothing like I've been having. I am making progress, with the help of the Lord and these wonderful people!!!
"I'll be up again, just you wait and see,
Rough times won't keep me down,
They'll just send me to my knees,
And there while I'm in prayer,
God will give the victory song,
I'll be up again, where I belong!!"

A re-run but a GOOD one! :-)

I believe I posted this picture of Ellie, the cat, when I first started blogging, but I am not definitely sure and I'm too weary to go back and check, so I thought I would just go ahead post it again because she is just sooooo cute in this picture. I had forgotten about it until I went into my pictures folder here on my pc to do some housecleaning and there she was, looking so demure and gorgeous. So I put it up as my wallpaper here on the desktop and thought I would post it here for your viewing pleasure!! I hope you all have a wonderful Monday! Oh, and how about the early daylight savings time? *yawn* I read in the Sunday paper where people in one part of Indiana had to turn their clocks ahead TWO hours! I'm not sure of the reason why, but if and when I find out, I'll let you know!! One hour is bad enough but the beautiful daylight is the reward!!

I think this picture of Ellie, the cat, could possibly be an award winner. What do you think?

On the road!

Ed and I going with the other Sunday School teachers and Pastor and Sis. Martin tomorrow to the Ohio District Sunday School Conference at Christian Apostolic Church in Newark, Ohio where Bro. and Sis. Sjostrand pastor. I am looking so forward to it. I especially love to shop at the bookstore where WAP always has really great "stuff". *grin* Last year I bought three of the most beautiful books, which I ended up giving away as gifts. *feeble grin*

I've always been fortunate to get some beautiful cards for those special people in my life, too. I mean, they are really extraordinary cards, usually with a bookmarker attached or something like that. Sooooo, you know where I will be heading first thing tomorrow! *smile* Well, after I say hello to a few hundred people (okay, that might be a bit of an exaggeration!) that I haven't seen for awhile!! Especially Donnie....er, uh...Bro. Ryan and Becky!! *grin*

Therefore, I may not blog tomorrow, but I shall return by Monday morning at the latest!! Have a wonderful weekend everyone!! :-)

Hallelujah, He's a prayer-answering God!

Oh my word! You are just not going to believe what has transpired in the last 24 hours!!! Well, okay, you WILL believe what has happened, but just wait until you hear/READ about it!

Okay, I had to be at the church yesterday evening by 5pm to oversee the signing team practice and then there was choir practice at 6:30pm which went sooo greatly! Well, Tiana, who is 16, instructs the signing team. So after signing team practice, we had choir practice, of which Tiana is a part, too. She had to leave early as her mother came to pick her up and they have quite a drive. After choir practice, I came home and was just totally zonked. (you music directors out there will know what I mean.....:-/ ) Ed and I had been in bed for just a short while when we received a phone call asking us to pray for Tiana and her mother. Tiana had been driving, on the way home, when they had a blow-out, their car flipped and rolled, coming to rest in a ditch. All they could tell me was that Tiana had been transferred to Children's Hospital in Columbus from Logan. A few minutes later, Tiana's boyfriend, James, phoned me to ask me if I had heard. He told me that Tiana had tingling in her spine and legs, so, of course, I immediately began to think "spinal chord injury". Talk about praying! I was managed to get a little sleep, but could hardly wait to hear another report about how Tiana and her mother were doing.

So I get up this morning, and as soon as the clock struck 6:30am, I phoned the McCarthy's, James' family, to see if they had heard anything more. Wellllll.......his mother phoned me back a few minutes later to tell me that Tiana and her mother had gotten home in the middle of night, about 3:00am. Tiana was diagnosed with a concussion, but would be fine and her mother only had a few bumps and bruises! The car is totalled, of course. Is the Lord an awesome God or what? *tears* I have just been rejoicing all day!!

"God answers prayer in the morning,

God answers prayer at noon,

God answers prayer in the evening,

So keep your heart in tune."

Oh yes, that is a picture of James and Tiana up above, taken as the youth were getting ready to depart for Mid-Winter in January. :-)

Blog recommendation

Some months ago, shortly after I started blogging, I came upon a blog that immediately captured my attention. It is written by a young woman whose husband had just found out that he had esophageal cancer. She writes so transparently about their journey. They have a little son, Ian. I've never read anything quite like their story. You will want to start from the beginning....trust me on this. http://nosleeptricia.blogspot.com

Debbie, my dear sister

This is my dear OLDER sister, Debbie. *smile* (I'm the baby girl of the family ;-) ) We talk most every morning by 8am. We enjoy eachother's company so much. I love this time of life where I am at with my sisters. We have gotten to be such great friends! Anywayyyy........Debbie just KILLS the English language. Oh my word, she just kills it! For instance.....she calls an AFGHAN an AFRICAN. I kid you not!! LOL I've tried enunciation and phonics with her, spelling the words out slowly, but to no avail. She still calls them africans. So, I'm talking to her this morning and she is telling me that she had some indigestion yesterday and that it was probably because of her HYENA hernia. WHAATTT???? Hello???? It is HIATAL hernia, Debbie. Sheesh! LOL She just laughs about it all, as do I, because, at this stage of the game, there is no changin' the girl. She is what she is! *smile* She also has the southeastern Ohio lingo. For example: boosh for bush/ crick for creek/poosh for push/deeshes for dishes/feesh for fish/spayshul for special. I could go on. Trust me. *grin* Ya gotta love her, fractured english and all. *sigh* Bottom line...she makes me smile and we have a wonderful sisterhood, so it just doesn't matter how she talks......just so we talk! Often!

Listen up!! :-)

I do believe I am getting better, where my back is concerned! I have been able to stand up straighter and taller in the past three days than I have for a long time! My pain level has really gone down, too. I am so encouraged! I just had to let all of you know that I am doing much better. I went for my 4th visit to Dr. Gedeon yesterday. My next appointment is on Friday, so I will definitely keep you posted!

~*~It's Party Time!!~*~

The first thing that came to my mind when I typed the title for this post was (are you ready for this?): "Boogedy Boogedy Shoop! Come on, baby, let's do the twist! Come on, baby, let's do the twist! Round and around and a-up-and-down-and-a -one-two-three-hop, one-two-three-twist!!"

See, I told you that I THINK in songs!! *smile* Daniel (my dear son)has always said that I know a song for EVERYTHING! Well, that can be good, hm? *smile*

And, yes, I used to do the Twist back in "the day". LOL And I won more than my share of dance contests in high school when we had sock hops and so on, if you can believe it! (It makes me ache just to remember *feeble grin*) Anywayyyyy......moving right along..........

I've decided to join the Blog Party that is being sponsored by 5MinutesforMom! If you would like to join us, there is still time, so hop on the bandwagon and prepare to meet some wonderful women on the web and make some new friends!! I'm putting up some refreshments for everyone to enjoy!! So, please, help yourself and happy partying!!

Another one!!

Sometimes it seems that every time I speak, the words or title to a song come out! I know that those of you who are involved in music ministry will understand what I am saying. As I was typing the title to my previous post, I realized I was typing another song title! "He Is More Than Enough". Now, that is another old one! Do any of you remember it? It is so beautiful:

"He is more than enough, He is more than enough,
He is El-Shaddai, the God of plenty,
The all-sufficient one, the Lord Almighty,
Jesus is more than enough."

My, but it has been a loooooong time since I sang that one!

He is more than enough

I wonder if any of you remember this old song? My former pastor's mother and father, Elder Bro. and Sis. Robinson, used to sing this song when they were in for a visit. They were from southern Illinois and had the most charming accent. Now they didn't have eloquent, professional voices, oh, but it was annointed and from the heart. The Lord always ministered in such a beautiful way when they sang:

"I don't need to understand, I just need to hold His hand,
I don't ever need to ask the reason why,
For I know He'll make a way, through the night and through the day,
I don't need to understand, just hold His hand."

"Life is like a mighty sea, so tossed and driven,
Billows rise within the heart of every man,
Storms so many times will leave the heart with question,
But I don't need to understand, just hold His hand."

"When my life on earth is through and Jesus calls me,
To my home up there, beyond the golden shore,
I'll look back, review the past that lays before me,
And I won't need to understand any more."

I pray that these words help someone.....to be encouraged, to know that He is as close as the mention of His name. He is not a-far off, but He is touched "with the feelings of our infirmities",
and "like as a father pitieth his children, so the Lord pitieth them that fear him. For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth that we are dust."

An update

I went for a third visit to the chiropractor, who is more than young enough to be my son or possibly grandson. *sigh* Anyway.....I do believe he is going to be able to help me. First of all, he is charging me an unbelievably low rate for each office visit. My initial visit was $60.00 and it lasted for close to an hour and a half. Not in time spent in the waiting room but with him. My second visit lasted at least an hour.....I would say close to thirty minutes with the massage therapist and then another thirty minutes with him. The charge? $20.00 Unbelievable. My visit yesterday was the same.
I've been in a tremendous amount of pain this past week, but when I left his office yesterday, my pain level had diminished considerably and I was walking more closely to normal than I had in some time. (And don't be asking me where "Normal" is located either! *grin*) It is just hard to believe how out of whack my body gets between visits just from the usual day-to-day activities. And, noooo, I'm not doing anything overly physical or strenuous, but I do try to stay active, though not in an extreme way.
He wants to see me for at least three more visits and then he will re-evaluate and consider what should be done as far as further tests and so on. An MRI would be very helpful and I think that is what will be suggested.
He wants me to find an indoor space where I can walk. Well, I told him about our fellowship hall at church and he suggested that I walk five laps around it every other day. It is important that I have a level, stable surface to walk on. I also thought I might try walking around the inside perimeter of Walmart. He told me that I am probably going to be in considerable pain the same day or the day after, but we have to start somewhere.
So, that is where I am at today. I am hopeful. Well, of course, I am hopeful! I know the Lord and He knows the path I take. How can I be down-hearted about anything?
"He's my hope in this world,
He's my lasting joy untold,
He's my strength in time of trouble and storm,
His love will keep me from harm."

Oh, and a young lady and I sing the song at church "His Eye Is On the Sparrow" and how true the words are:
"Why should I feel discouraged?
Why should the shadows fall?
Why should my heart feel lonely and long,
For heaven and home?
For Jesus is my portion,
A constant friend is He,
His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me."

Oh, the words from another old song come to mind:
"Many things about tomorrow,
I don't need to understand,
For I know He holds the future,
And I know He holds my hand."

That is enough for me.

What a guy!

Ed and I were driving to church last night, just talking about this and that, especially about how the grass will be up before long and then the mowing and trimming and weed-wacking will begin. Well, we have this killer bank that runs along the entire road frontage of our property. I asked Ed if he thought he would be able to keep up with it this year and he said, "Sure, I will. I'll just spray it with weed-killer like I did last year and that will be that, but I need to get a new garden sprayer because the one we have is junk." Well, I told him it wasn't either junk. The nozzle just gets plugged up occasionally, but they all do that and besides, he got that for me for Mother's Day a few years ago, so it has sentimental value. Well, he tried to argue with me that he didn't get it for me for Mother's Day, but HE DID!! I know, because I had been wanting one, soooo, since Mother's Day was close at hand, he bought me a garden sprayer. What a guy! And I'm sure that he took me out for dinner or something else, too. *smile*

Now, don't get me wrong, it wasn't exactly what I was expecting, but I did NEED it. Ed has always been very thoughtful like this. We've had many wonderful laughs over his gift-giving through the years and the cards he gives me. One time he gave me a card for one of the holidays and on the front of it said, "To Someone Nice To Know" Ya Think????? LOL

Oh, and I was pregnant when we spent our first Mother's Day together. All of the ladies at church asked him what he got me and he said nothing because we didn't have a child. He said I wasn't a mother yet and they said I was too!! The baby was just inside of me right now. Sooooo.....after church, he walked downtown and came back with a pretty little sack in his hand and handed it to me. Inside was this humongous card folded in half, because the envelope had gotten lost or something and it was the only Mother's Day card they had left.....and, well, you get the idea. It had a picture of a little dwarf or something sitting on a pretty flower. On the outside it said...."MOM" and on the inside it said something like, "I know I'm probably not what you expected, but I love you anyway, Mom. Thanks for putting up with me. Love, Ed." It was so sweet!!!!

Anywayyyy....Ed said he was glad that we talked about Mother's Day because it is only about 2 1/2 months away and he needs to get to thinking about what he is going to get me. (Like I said, he always put a lot of thought into this kind of stuff....*feeble grin*)

I LOVE YOU, ED!!! You ARE truly the best!!! Thanks for the memories and laughs!!

You've been warned

So, I am sitting in the den this afternoon, preparing for choir practice which is tonight, when the phone rings.

"Hello, may I speak to Edward Cavine?" "This is MRS. C-A-V-I-N-E-E." (They should at least be able to pronounce my name if they are intending to sell me something!)

"Mrs. Cavinee! This is Steve Wilson. I would like to talk to you about your health care."

Now mind you this person is talking to me in such a heavy accent that I've had to ask him to repeat himself several times. And if he thinks that by calling himself "Steve Wilson", that I won't know that he is a telemarketer calling me from halfway 'round the world from India or Bangledesh or some other third-world country, welllllll, they are mistaken. And if his name is really "Steve Wilson", mine must be Mahatma Ghandi!

And don't be calling me to sell me health insurance, when you're, no doubt working for some multi-million dollar company that is probably paying you a paltry three bucks an hour to call me half-way around the world and sell me something at an outrageous premium that doesn't cover much of anything in actuality, while their CEO and other high-muckety-mucks are raking in the money, taking leisurely vacations and livin' the fine life.

okay....i'm done.....just had to get that off my chest.