Hope

My mom emailed a video to me and I remembered seeing this version of it that shows more of this man's story. I love his passion for life and showing that we are all the same whether we look like it or not. We are all human and have the need to get back up each time we fall.



"Hope sustains us through despair. Hope teaches that there is reason to rejoice even when all seems dark around us." President Dieter F. Uchtdorf October 2008

The lady next to me

Rob and I went to a no-good movie Knowing (with Nicolas Cage). I think the lady sitting next to me provided way more entertainment than did this movie. Don’t get me wrong it was very intense and had action and blood and gore, but a very poor plot.

Anyhoo, the plot is not the reason for the post. No, no, no. Like I mentioned, it was the dear lady next to me who probably had to go home and take her heart medication after it was all over.

Let me see if I can capture her character here for you before the story begins.

She was all alone if that says anything. She was a gramma lady (as Boo would say). She must live for movies. …And that is all I can come up with. (Totally flunked character building in English).

10 minutes into the movie I hear this:

Lady: Is this seat taken?

Me: Yeah, it’s for my coat. Oh no. Here let me move that for you.

Lady: Thanks, those other chairs are just way too hard.

She soon settled and the movie progressed. It got very intense as you will soon see.

Movie: Crash, boom, bang!

Lady: Whimper…

Me to myself: Did she just whimper? {Snicker}

Movie: More of the crash, boom, bang! and even some scary music.

Lady as much to herself as she was capable: Oh glory! NO!

Me: Mam? Are you okay?

Lady with a look of “please don’t interrupt me while I’m in the zone:” Oh, yeah… heh, heh.

By this time Rob was looking over my shoulder to see what all the commotion was and to if she was in fact going to be ok.

After much fidgeting, crossing and uncrossing her legs, shifting herself in her seat, whimpering repeatedly, and voicing her opinion out loud about the no-good long awaited conclusion and right before the aneurism (not really, but could have happened), the movie finally came to an end.

So if you are still bent on seeing this movie after my review, make sure you find a gramma lady who is all by herself, who knows how to become one with the movie and save her a seat next to you. You will NOT be disappointed.

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Cell What?

I have a 14-year-old (yes, just today) who feels she has dinosaurs for parents. ROAAAAAR (in my best T-Rex voice).

She can't have a cell phone. To her credit she has stopped asking. I thought I was fine for another couple years until Brandon dares to ask. What I was NOT expecting was this...

Alexis (just barely eight): Mom, if I saved my money...

Me: Uh hum?

Alexis: ...until I got about 50 bucks...

Me (tuning my antennas a little): yep?

Alexis: ...could I go to the dollar store...

Me (50 bucks? yeah right!): And?

Alexis: ...and buy a cellphone?

Me: Um, let me think about it for a min...No.

Alexis: BUT I am the ONLY one in my class who doesn't have one. EVERYONE in second grade has one. AND...everyone in my class can get on the internet whenever they want too. Why can't I get on the internet when I want? Yadda, yadda, yadda.

ROAAAAAR!

Should I just give in already?

Out of the mouth and into the archives #4

After pointing out some backward numbers to Brooklyn on her homework, she insisted that "the lady" at school told her to put them that way.

Mom: No, I really don't think she would tell you to put them that way, cause it is wrong.

Brooklyn: Oh well that's ok, she is just a gramma lady anyway...