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Wouldn’t it be great if we COULD capture time in a capsule?  This thought has been on my mind along with time capsules in general. This past week, my husband was asked to write a short letter for his niece that she would bury, along with letters from other family members, and open after she graduates high school. She is in first grade now, so this will be quite a while from now before she reads it. I had heard of people doing time capsules, but I never personally knew someone who did and this was the first I had heard of the letter idea. As I helped my hubby type it up and print it out, I really got to thinking about it and it made me wish my school had done the same thing. The school I went to first grade at no longer exists, but I assume I could have still gone back to the burial site(if they had left it marked for students) and then seen what was inside. The idea made me really nostalgic, but also kind of sad. Our niece, Jaycie’s, time capsule will have letters from her grandparents. I have one remaining grandparent left and she was also the only one left when I graduated. When I was in 1st grade, I had ALL of my grandparents, but three of them would die before I got to high school. What would it have been like to have got letters from each of them addressed to me personally when I can barely even remember them? It would have been a great keepsake for me, for sure!

I really wish I HAD a letter like she will have from my own family members. Who is to know 5, 10 years down the road if those same family members will still be around? And memories made at 6,7,and 8 don’t seem to last the same as memories made later down the road. If only the past could be in a bottle that you could take out and watch or relive whenever you so choose. I guess a letter wouldn’t be as great as reliving time, but it’s a start. A start that I don’t have and never really considered the fact that I DON’T, but now that the idea has been thrown in front of me….I wish it had even been an option.

Even if YOU don’t do a time capsule, I recommend doing letters for your own family members to read in the future. They might not think much of them NOW, but I guarantee they will treasure them in the future. I know I NOW plan to do so when I have kids and will ask my other family members to do the same for them. I want my future kids to have this special gift that I didn’t get to have.

{February 21, 2013}   Ignorance Inherited

I am fully expecting to possibly hear a negative response from parents out there as I sit and write this and I apologize in advance if any of you take this in the wrong way, but I feel like this is something that needs to be said.

Parents…..if your kid is misbehaving in public in a way that is destructive or dangerous, PLEASE do something about it!

Ok, I recognize there are exceptions to every rule, but this is a rant that comes from an experience I had the other day while waiting to see the doctor and I hope you get where I’m coming from. This lady comes in with two kids and sits down. One little boy, I would say about 4 or 5 and one little girl, maybe 2. The lady sits down and the kids scatter about playing around while the mother sits waiting. No problem there YET. These children have a few of what looks to be covered straws with them or at least something that looks like this but I can’t tell for sure because I obviously don’t go and look at them. The mother is at first seated quite a bit away from me so I can’t really see what she or the kids are doing at first but they aren’t being overly loud. Then the mother comes and sits a little closer where I can clearly see her and the kids. I see a security guard go by and briefly ask her if her kid threw something over the balcony.

The office I am at is on the 3rd floor of a side part inside a hospital with about 5 foot sides that look out onto the main thoroughfare of the hospital so throwing something over the balcony, even something small could be dangerous. I figured the guard must have seen the boy look like he was GOING to throw something to have asked her. She shook her head no and he left. It wasn’t even five minutes past then that the mother was sitting and filling out paperwork while her kids were playing beside the walls of the balcony(this time on the side where I could see). The little boy was laughing and holding the straw or whatever item it was and acting like he was trying to throw it up and over. I kind of started in a bit in my chair and whispered over to my mom that the little boy was trying to throw things over the balcony. I think the Mom sensed something in the air and she glanced over to her kids for a moment, saw what they were doing and went back to her paperwork as if she could care less. The little boy then went on to throw not one but two of these straws? over the balcony. While I realized that the straws probably didn’t cause any serious problems, it really bothered me that the mother didn’t stop her child. In fact, the little girl tried, but thankfully failed, to climb the side! If she had been successful, I would have definitely screamed out something then! Since I did not stay the whole time the children were out there, what started as a straw might have ended up with throwing books, toys, who knows?! The issue was that by allowing the children to throw anything over the balcony, it is teaching them that it is fine to do that. All I could do was sit there and shake my head at the ignorance of the mother. I realize she was busy but she looked up and saw and didn’t reprimand her children THEN or when they were playing with a plant and tearing it up! This is just ignorance to me and I felt for what those kids were going to grow up to be like with a mother who just seemed to care less what her kids did.

During the same wait, I also noticed an adult male who was looking to return back into the doctor’s office after going out for a bit and you have to get the nurses to open the doors. Well, to talk to the nurses, there’s a bell you can ring or you just wait politely until the nurse acknowledges you and opens the glass screen. Clearly written on the outside of the screen, it says: “No tapping, knocking or opening the glass”. What did this guy do? He went right over and opened the screen to ask her to open the door. Again, I had to shake my head. I found it funny that the nurse made him wait a bit to actually open the door. Served him right!

It wasn’t until later as I thought of both situations that I realized what I was seeing. The older male reminded me of the younger boy and how he will probably act as an adult. True, opening the glass screen wasn’t dangerous at all, but it was disrespectful and totally ignorant of the rules. I am thankful that as a child, my mom would have NEVER allowed me to act in the way that little boy did. Which is why I NOW shake my head at the mother of that child AND the adult male who was ignorant as well. My mom taught me that rules are put in place for important reasons and we must follow them whether we understand it or not. My mom might have missed me misbehaving at times but you can bet if she looked up and noticed me doing wrong, it would be stopped as soon as possible. When I have kids, I plan to do the same.

{February 14, 2013}   A Lesson in Stress

I didn’t want to do a typical V Day post today so I thought I would share with you a forward I got from my Mom in my email. Yea, some forwards are really stupid, but I thought this one shared a great lesson about stress that we could ALL use! Even if you have seen this before, hopefully it will still give you a great reminder about how to deal with stress.

A Great Lesson on Stress

A young lady confidently walked around the room while leading and explaining stress management to an audience with a raised glass of water. Everyone knew she was going to ask the ultimate question, ‘half empty or half full?’… She fooled them all …. “How heavy is this glass of water?” she inquired with a smile.
Answers called out ranged from 8 oz. To 20 oz.

She replied , “The absolute weight doesn’t matter. It depends on how long I hold it.
If I hold it for a minute, that’s not a problem. If I hold it for an hour, I’ll have an ache in my right arm.
If I hold it for a day, you’ll have to call an ambulance. In each case it’s the same weight, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes.” She continued, “and that’s the way it is with stress. If we carry our burdens all the time, sooner or later, as the burden becomes increasingly heavy, we won’t be able to carry on.”

“As with the glass of water, you have to put it down for a while and rest before holding it again. When we’re refreshed, we can carry on with the burden – holding stress longer and better each time practiced.
So, as early in the evening as you can, put all your burdens down. Don’t carry them through the evening and into the night… Pick them up tomorrow.

*Unsure of where this originally came*

P.S. Happy Valentine’s Day! 🙂

{February 2, 2013}   Bingo Night

I went to a Credit Union Dinner tonight with my Husband and my parents where they had Bingo and the prizes were some really nice things. For instance, a Bluray Player, Ipod Shuffle, Keurig Brewing System and the Blackout Prize was an Ipad 2 with a $50 Itunes card. Unfortunately, we didn’t win anything. With the biggest turnout ever in their first year of doing Bingo instead of $25 door prizes, 350 people were there and well….it only took 7 or 8 numbers called it seemed before someone yelled out “Bingo”! The closest I got was the last round played with 1 number needed. Oh, how I wanted them to call B4….sadly, they didn’t listen! LOL

I guess it was my first ever time playing sort of Professional Bingo, though we didn’t have those daubers. We had the Bingo cards where you slide the red slot over to cover the numbers as they are called. BUT there was a light up board that had the numbers displayed AND one of those cool electronic Bingo machines for the balls. I have to admit it was a rather depressing experience, though. I like feeling like I have a chance and with so MANY people playing, if 6 numbers had been called and you needed more than one number…you pretty much just KNEW you weren’t going to win.

And I have won in Bingo before but this was the first time playing for really expensive stuff! At least once a year at my Woodmen meetings(Woodmen is a Life Insurance Company), we play Bingo and I have won a lot there but the prizes are stuff from the Dollar store and we hardly ever have more than 20 people there. A couple weeks ago, I went to my first ever Bingo event in our Apartment Office and there was maybe 10-12 people there. We played 4 rounds and I won one of them with 4 corners. My prize there? My husband picked out the Single Serve Blender. The other two choices were a Sandwich Maker and a Crockpot…both of which I have. I even have a blender but my husband liked that this one was a Single Serve one so I let him pick.

So…I got fed with Chicken Fajita meat(no tortillas), Sour Cream & Cheese on top, a teeny bit of Spanish rice, some salsa, and literally, a few chips…..Most of what I ate was the meat cause I was trying to not eat too many carbs! Every member there got a $1 so I got that and then we had little gift bags….one with a fly swatter, pen and a cell phone holder….the other bag had a rain gauge, pen and some kind of clip thing? Not really sure what it was…but then again, I didn’t know what the rain gauge was either! My husband told me…..I just thought it was like some kind of strange ruler that looked like it could hold some liquid?

Anyways, I had fun…even though I didn’t win…and yea, it sucked to not win. I don’t think I would enjoy paying for real Bingo and not winning. I think it would be rather depressing and sort of like playing the lottery, which no offense to anyway who does, but I sort of view the lotto as throwing away money. And I think my husband took not winning harder than me. I just tried to view it realistically…..Bingo is a game of luck and not everyone can win. It’s a lot like life in that way….especially in the type of Bingo where you can NOT pick your own cards. In life, we can’t pick the family we are born into, where we live, who we are……we have to take the cards we are dealt and play them the best we can. And just like in Bingo, Life DOES have a lot of luck involved. Sometimes no matter how hard you work, life throws things in your path and you look at others who seem so lucky and think WHY not me? Well, Bingo can be Unfair…so can Life, but just like in Bingo, you will never WIN if you give up before the game is over. You have to keep going, keep trying and who knows? Maybe one of these days YOUR number will be called!

{September 26, 2011}   Five Lessons We All Need to Learn

I received this in an e-mail almost two years ago and it really touched me. You may or may not have read these before, but it’s always good for a reread. 🙂

1 – First Important Lesson – Cleaning Lady.

OR Each Person Matters

During my second month of college, our professor

Gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student



And had breezed through the questions until I read

The last one:

“What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?”

Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the

Cleaning woman several times. She was tall,

Dark-haired and in her 50’s, but how would I know her name?

I handed in my paper, leaving the last question

Blank. Just before class ended, one student asked if

The last question would count toward our quiz grade.

“Absolutely, ” said the professor.. “In your careers,

You will meet many people.  All are significant.. They

Deserve your attention and care, even if all you do

Is smile and say “hello..”

I’ve never forgotten that lesson.. I also learned her

Name was Dorothy.

2. – Second Important Lesson – Pickup in the Rain 
OR Kindness Pays

One night, at 11:30 p.m., an older African American

Woman was standing on the side of an  Alabama highway

Trying to endure a lashing rain storm. Her car had

Broken down and she desperately needed a ride.

Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car.

A young white man stopped to help her, generally

Unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960’s. The man

Took her to safety, helped her get assistance and

Put her into a taxicab.

She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his

Address and thanked him. Seven days went by and a

Knock came on the man’s door. To his surprise, a

Giant console color TV was delivered to his home.. A

Special note was attached.

It read:

“Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway

The other night. The rain drenched not only my

Clothes, but also my spirits.  Then you came along.

Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying

Husband’s’ bedside just before he passed away… God

Bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving



Mrs. Nat King Cole.

3 – Third Important Lesson – Always remember those

Who serve OR A Touching Example of Sacrifice


In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less,

A 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and

Sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in

Front of him.

“How much is an ice cream sundae?” he asked.

“Fifty cents,” replied the waitress.

The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and

Studied the coins in it.

“Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?” he inquired.

By now more people were waiting for a table and the

Waitress was growing impatient..

“Thirty-five cents,” she brusquely replied.

The little boy again counted his coins.

“I’ll have the plain ice cream,” he said.

The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on

The table and walked away The boy finished the ice

Cream, paid the cashier and left..  When the waitress

Came back,she began to cry as she wiped down the

Table.  There, placed neatly beside the empty dish,

Were two nickels and five pennies..

You see,  he couldn’t  have the sundae, because he had

To have enough left to leave her a tip.

4 – Fourth Important Lesson. – The obstacle in Our Path. 

OR Hard Work Pays Off

In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a

Roadway.  Then he hid himself and watched to see if

Anyone would remove the huge rock.  Some of the

King’s’ wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by

And simply walked around it..  Many loudly blamed the

King for not keeping the roads clear, but none did

Anything about getting the stone out of the way.

Then a peasant came along carrying a load of

Vegetables.  Upon approaching the boulder, the

peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the

stone to the side of the road.  After much pushing

and straining, he finally succeeded. After the

peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed

a purse lying in the road where the boulder had

been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note

from the King indicating that the gold was for the

person who removed the boulder from the roadway.  The

peasant learned what many of us never understand!

Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve

our condition.

5 – Fifth Important Lesson – Giving When it Counts… OR An Extreme Act o

of Love

Many years ago,when I worked as a volunteer at a

hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who

was suffering from a rare & serious disease.  Her only

chance of recovery appeared to be a blood

transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had

miraculously survived the same disease and had

developed the antibodies needed to combat the

illness.  The doctor explained the situation to her

little brother, and asked the little boy if he would

be willing to give his blood to his sister.

I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a

deep breath and saying, “Yes I’ll do it if it will save

her.”  As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed

next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing

the color returning to her cheek. Then his face

grew pale and his smile faded..

He looked up at the doctor and asked with a

trembling voice, “Will I start to die right away”.

Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the

doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his

sister all of his blood in order to save her.

(Sorry for any errors, I just copy/pasted this from an e-mail the way it was. I didn’t feel like fixing everything as it’s still readable and the lessons are good whether it was done perfect or not…Hope you enjoyed!)

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