Well, it’s been awhile since y’all have heard from me. I’ll be your thinking, her life has been
going so smoothly she doesn’t have anything to write about. Well, err, not exactly. I have done plenty of
my true self things in the last months, I just haven’t had time to sit down and
type them all out. And now, maybe, since
I’ve been losing my mind for quite some time now, I won’t remember all of
them. But I’m sure someone will remind
me if I miss a few.
I have had the blessing (and I say blessing, some may say
misfortune I know) of meeting Mr. Newt Gingrich and I had him sign my
cane. Yes, I thought this was the
coolest thing ever, yes I made sure to buy almost all the papers to see if my
picture made it in them the following day and yes, I started doing my hair like
Callista Gingrich for about a week afterwards.
It was an amazing experience for me, but I am fully aware of the fact
that I was pulling an Oprah with the Tina Turner wig, thankfully, it didn’t
last as long for me as it did for her. My cane has been re-varnished so that Newt’s
signature will never rub off and will be a permanent fixture in my home. HOW EXCITING IS THAT? To you? Probably not at all, to me….SO EXCITING.
I have had my first wood tick of the year and thankfully did
not set myself on fire while doing the wood tick dance to get it off and flush
it down the toilet, now I’m just waiting for it to crawl back up the sewer and
get stuck on my butt. If it could happen
to anyone, it would happen to me!
I also had my first run in with a june bug that dive bombed
me and hit my head at full force. I’m so
grateful my response time to bugs is as quick as it is so that it didn’t have
time to get stuck in my hair. I may not
be alive to type this blog entry if it had, I would have most definitely had a
stroke.
Yes, tis the season for bugs, sunburns, but most importantly
rhubarb custard pie and the pounds coming back that I had worked so hard to get
rid of. But who would ever turn down
pie? If you would? You are no friend of
mine.
Yesterday was Mother’s Day and of course with Mother’s day
comes its own set of ridiculous things for me, since I am a mother and
attention is turned on me more than I would like. Because then it is a sure bet I have an
audience at some point during 24 hours that I can’t get through without looking
like an idiot. First off, an elder,
Bruce, at our church came up to me and
gave me a hug and wished me a Happy Mother’s day. He’s so sweet, and so what did I say
back? “Same to you!”. OOPS, BAHAHAHAHAHA, I meant to say that. Well, I probably could have gotten away with
acting like I was just trying to be funny, but when my dad called to find out
when we would be arriving at his house, because everyone was waiting to see the
new puppy, (Yeah, no one cared that I was coming, but Penny, everyone wanted to
see Penny), he too said HAPPY MOTHERS DAY And I said THANKS DAD, SAME TO YOU! OK, now I just laughed and said “Oh geez, I’m
an idiot”. I think it’s my way of
turning the attention, or attempting to put the attention back on someone else
rather than being on me, and also my willingness to try and make everyone feel
good….even boys on Mother’s day.
Of course our Pastor had a GREAT sermon Mother’s Day Sunday
which of course had me crying. I had
tried to talk Dave into not going to church because I remembered last year and
knowing I would become weepy. He said, “Nope,
we are going” and off we went. And what
did I fail to bring? A KLEENEX. Not five minutes into the sermon, tears were
rolling down my face and there I sat.
Good gravy! Wiping the happy (and
sometimes sad) tears away, but then I had to sniffle. I try to sniffle gracefully but no, I cannot
do ANYTHING gracefully and right there in the 2nd row I am the girl
who sniffed and choked on her snot.
Nothing can ever just go smoothly can it? Not for this girl!
However, life has been good, full of laughs of course and
now that the weather is getting nice out, I will be out doing more than during
the winter and therefore I’m sure more epic “Becky” moments to come.
Hope everyone is having a fabulous time in the sunny warm
weather, hoping your getting a suntan (Wait, no I don’t because I can’t, so you
shouldn’t be able to either), hope your gardens are growing beautifully and you
are finding the time to get outside and have some playtime with your kids. It
is the season for just that! I am
looking forward to planning a kick ball / potluck get together come August, so
keep a Saturday open to come and act like a kid again and chowing down good
summer foods!
God’s Blessings to You all and until next time, let’s just
hope I don’t maim myself, making me unable to type another blog to you soon!
