My Opinion Counts

My towels are beige. One of the things you have to overlook when you have people nice enough to come in and do your laundry is that they might not do things they way you do them. I am kinda picky about the color of pink towels that I buy for my bathroom. I like a soft pastel pink and have finally replaced all the odd colored towels with nice new pink ones. Well, someone must've thought a little bleach in the towel load would be nice and now they are the color of the beige in this blog. Sigh. I will get over it. Just a little sad about it....

My baby girl will be home tomorrow! I really enjoy when she is around. She is the most interesting and diversified person I know. She knows so much about different things. I love how she knows about wiring stereos in cars to what kind of eye shadow she likes. She is becoming quite a chef lately. She calls her Dad to ask about temperature and spices. I may need to go through my recipes and copy down her favorites. I should've done that for her birthday which is coming up on Tuesday January 2. She told her Dad that she is bringing her CG uniform with her to wear to church. OMG I will be crying!

I think my son was wore out from all the excitement! Or was it that he and his gf went to bed at 1 am. hmmm

When I was in my 20's people in their 50's seemed old to me. Is this what they mean when they say all things are relative? I am 50 and I don't feel that old. People in their 70's are dying and that makes me uncomfortable. Twenty years goes by fast and I don't want it to go by that fast! I am not afraid to dye because I know where I am going. I just love my life and want to experience a lot more things!

Last night we went to son's college's basket ball game. Go Butler. They beat Evansville. It was so much fun to watch. Those guys have great skill and play together as a team. That #4 cannot miss the basket!

I have admiration for those people who have to maneuver in wheelchairs. I praise and thank the Lord every day that I won't have to be in a wheelchair forever. The world is not set up to make it easy for the handicapped. The clothes racks in stores are put so close together that it is almost impossible to get through a store. The mall doors need buttons to push so the doors open automatically. There is no way I could get into a mall by myself. Trash cans are put in places that make it hard to reach towels when in a restroom. I won't even go into the rude people who think they can just cut in front of you because you can't get at them to bonk their heads. I was so protective of my feet hoping that no one would accidently bump them. Kids can't help if they aren't taught to be careful around the handicapped. This one little girl was constantly bopping around me in the restroom. I thought, for a moment, she was going to land in my lap. ai yi yi! I must say that the majority of people were very courteous. Opening doors, allowing me to go ahead etc. One teenager picked up a trash can in the restroom and held it so I could get by. There are nice people.

I can't get over how warm it is for being December. It is nice not to have to shiver as the car warms up. The brown grass leaves a little bit to be desired tho. I hope we at least get a blanket of snow to wake up to on Christmas morning.