Ramblings

I know it's been awhile since I last post and there has been lots of ideas rolling around this old brain. You know those thoughts, by themselves they don't make a post, but put them together and you get:

Blogger hates me tonight so I apologise now if the format looks wrong. I keep resetting it to the way I want it but as soon as I get the cursor into place, it goes all wrong and back to what I just got rid of. Just this moment, I had it all in place to start a thought and it keeps jumping up and down the page. Guess I need to really watch the computer screen and not the tv as I type.....

School started for me last week and I've made way too many observations of my peers which has lead me to believe that I am cynical. Case in point: every time something needs to be done you hear,

"It's for the children."

or

"It's what's best for the child."

Now I'm not disagreeing with the importance of dedication to my job because I do love the children, but every time I hear this I just want to say,

"What's best for the children is having a happy me."

Scott and Noelle are in the Dayton at Wright Patterson Air Force base! They bought a house and should be moving in the next couple of weeks. It's been a long summer with lots of paper work, dates that keep changing, trips back to Alaska, and picking up a truck over 600 miles from here. Back when I was in college, a military recruiter tried to get me to enlist but I had already met hubby and fell in love and besides I was way to out of shape to do it. I have looked back and wondered what would have happen if I had enlisted. This past month has made me realize that there is no way on God's green earth that I could have handle a career that included the bureaucracy of the military. Can't help but think the things that they have been going through has been God's way of reminding of this.....

Noelle had a sonogram and they are 80% sure that it is a girl! I've been having fun calling the baby 80% Amelia. I've already bought her some cute outfits that her mama help picked out and today I bought an antique cradle that both Scott and Noelle saw and fell in love with. I now have to make a mattress and sheets for the cradle which made me thankful for my mother who taught me how to sew. Scott had once said he wasn't sure what he would do with a girl (as in he knows nothing about girly things) and I had to admit neither do I. But as I look at the many different things that I learned from my mother, grandmothers, and aunts, I do have something that I can share with a girl. I can teach her to sew, bake, make crafts, crochet, knit, cook, gardening. I can also do all these with a grandson but I am loving that the things that were taught to me by important women in my life can now be pass on to the next generation. Yes I've taught some of these things on to the sons but not all of them.  I just wish that I had learned more from my grandmother, mainly tatting. I have some of the things that she made and I love them but once they're gone, the knowledge of how to make them is gone and it makes me sad.

 While at the antique mall today, I saw many things that I have in my own home and many things that were in my parents and grandparents homes. It was fun to see that so many things that I own were there. It was sad to see that they weren't worth as much as I thought they were worth. Of course these items are priceless to me because they came from my parents and grandparents but I won't be getting rich off of them any time soon........

My son David is a 'photo specialist' of a local chain drugstore close to home. He comes home with stories that leave me shaking my head and I could devote a whole post to them. But a couple of stories that are sticking out to me lately. A lady chewed him out which happens quite a bit. This lady had pictures of her children developed but didn't want them. He tells her that she doesn't have to buy them and proceeds to put them in a bin. She asks what will happen to those pictures and he explains that they will go on to corporate to be recycle. The lady gets mad and demands that he gives her the pictures because they are pictures of her children and she doesn't want others to see them but refuses to pay for them.  He thinks that this was her way of getting them for free but, really? Would you go in, have pictures developed then ask for them for free due to them being your creative property? Which leads me to another one of his stories. This time of year, there are way too many people who bring in senior pictures that they want copied. He explains to them that the store can't copy them without copyright clearance from the photographer. EACH person who does this gets mad at him and wants to argue that because they paid for the picture they have the right to copy it. What they don't/refuse to understand is that they don't have that right and by asking/ yelling/ demanding him to copy it is illegal for BOTH them and him.......

Saturday night I played domino with the family. When the sons were younger I usually won. Now, I'm either in last place or next to last. I still love playing the game with them and I'm usually the one who keeps score. I think next time I'm going to have to do some 'creative score keeping' in order to win ;o)