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Hi!  Remember me?  I haven’t blogged for a L O N G time.  No idea why, nothing good to say I guess.  Nothing that can’t be a short Facebook post anyway.  🙂

Here’s why I wanted to write to you today…

A few weeks ago we all saw this video go around Facebook:

Most of  us can agree that this is a good representation of what it’s like to be a woman in a world of undisciplined men.  That isn’t the point I want to make.

(Next slide please)

Today, this video is going around Facebook (sorry I cannot embed the video here):

Alex From Target on Ellen

Yesterday my 12-year-old granddaughter was talking about Alex.   We had a moment where we talked about how cute he is, until she realized she didn’t want to have that conversation with her grandma! 🙂 So, today I posted the Ellen interview video on her Facebook wall.  I don’t know if she’s seen it or not, but I deleted it.  And here’s why…

My son was good enough to point out to me tonight that it’s every bit as wrong as the first video of the woman being harassed by men on the street! When you’re right, you’re right.

Ask yourself…why is an audience of grown women “cougaring” a TEENAGE boy OK, but we are disgusted by the way men treated the NYC woman?  The answer?  IT’S NOT OK!  It’s ridiculously wrong.  And a perfect example of sexism, sexual harassment, and double standards.  Just think of the outrage we’d feel if there had been a 16 year-old girl put on display for men like that!

So friends, examine your own actions.  What are you saying, doing and posting online that would be considered a sexist double standard?  What does that teach our young women?  What was I saying to my granddaughter by talking about “Alex” and sharing the video with her?

Shame on me.  Thank you son, for teaching me the error of my ways.

P.S. I’m beginning to see stories now that the whole Alex thing is a publicity hoax.  Maybe it is.  Interesting, since our little town just found out our local Target store will be closing soon.  Guess the publicity won’t help us.

 

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Hello everyone!

Spring is in full swing in the Midwest, USA.  The daffodils and tulips are gone and the vegetable gardens are beginning to thrive.

Today I want to talk about something that has bothered me for a long time.

GRANDMOTHERS

I became a grandma for the first time when I was only 37 years old!  My oldest daughter was 20.  Please don’t do the math 😉  From the very beginning of the grandmother adventure I noticed that society picture grandmothers the way MY grandmother looked.  See pictures below…

This is an illustration from 1949.   Source: http://www.americanartarchives.com/petersen.htm

This is an illustration from 1949.
Source: http://www.americanartarchives.com/petersen.htm

This was posted TODAY by a Facebook page for a wonderful new movie called "Mom's Night Out".

This was posted TODAY by a Facebook page for a wonderful new movie called “Mom’s Night Out”.

 

BOTH illustrations show lovely older women.  Short gray hair, pearls, apron, domestic.  I’m here to tell you this is NOT what the grandmas of TODAY look like!  This is what MY grandma looked like! (below)

 

Grandma & Grandpa Smith. Grandma was born in 1904.  She would be 110 now if she was alive.

Grandma & Grandpa Smith. Grandma was born in 1904. She would be 110 now if she was alive.

Grandpa Smith doing quality control on the watermelon and corn.  Grandma in the background ... WORKING of course.  Note the softly floral dress and apron.

Grandpa Smith doing quality control on the watermelon and corn. Grandma in the background … WORKING of course. Note the softly patterned dress and apron.

 

Again…grandmothers of today just DO NOT look like this.  The World Wide Web needs to get with the times.  It’s 2014, let’s update those grandma memes please!  Something like this would be nice:

 …… Um, well… I can’t FIND ANY young grandmother pictures online without using actual photos of my friends! haha Or cosmetically altered celebrities.  Thus, enforcing my point.  

GRANDMAS OF THE 21st CENTURY UNITE!  Get pictures of yourselves out there so the stereotypical mid-20th century grandma images can be banished!

Thank you for listening…

GARDEN UPDATE

How are your gardens doing?  Ours is really taking off.  Well, most of it.

Just a few of the things we currently have thriving.

Just a few of the things we currently have thriving.

 

Have a wonderful first week of June!  Please remember to visit me on FACEBOOK and post pictures of your gardens and YOU with your GRANDCHILDREN!  I’d love to see some smaller container gardens and hear how they’re doing.

 

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Hello!!

Not sure what to say today so I’ll just start typing…

I was awake way too early for a Saturday.  The ol’ body made me get up and then that was the end of sleep.  My brain kicked into full worry mode.  So many emotions surfacing as my surgery date approaches.

THE KNEE

Last night, as I climbed the stairs to go to bed, I realized that my “new” knee (replaced April 2012) was hurting much more than the “old” knee I’m about to have replaced!  In fact, the old knee was great!  What the heck?! That just doesn’t make any sense.  Same thing this morning, the new knee is much achier than the old one.  This just makes me want to cancel the surgery soooo bad!  But I know I have to go through with it.  The knee is in terrible shape.  I’ve had bone-on-bone for years.  But still…there’s that voice…”maybe I could wait longer” it says.  So there’s that going on in my head.

I have a ton of work to do in the next few days.  Both at home and at my office.  I plan to go to the office at some point today to try and get a few things done on a non-office-hours day.  Yet, here I am.  Typing away.  Still practically in my jammas! haha

LONG STORY, SHORT

We have three grandkids at our house this morning.  Another reason I got up early.  It’s so good to see them.  This is a “special” weekend in their family.  Tomorrow marks the birth of their oldest sibling.  She would have been 13 this year.  Would have been.  A very long story that I won’t go into today.  Short version is, we lost our first little grandgirl when she was just a precious 3 1/2 months old.  I am very happy to spend a little time with these particular grandkids today.  Also, so glad to see them all together before my surgery.  Might not see them for a while.  My surgery is on our oldest’s 11th birthday.  Then we have two other birthdays coming at the beginning of August.  AND… we have another grandbaby about to be born in Virginia.  I will miss all these things.  So there’s THAT going on in my head too.  Three birthdays and a BIRTH day.  Sigh…

SATURDAY

All in all, it’s OK that I didn’t get much sleep last night.  It’s OK that I had to get up early.  After Wednesday, I will have plenty of “Saturdays”.  I’ll be in a pain medication fog for many days (weeks?) and have nothing to do but rest.  And read.  I have my Kindle stocked and even ordered a new paperback that wasn’t available on Kindle.  And blog! I really need to make an effort to blog through the journey this time around!

Have a great weekend everyone!  Hug your loved ones a little tighter and cherish every moment.

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 I asked Eden (11) what kind of picture I should use on my blog today.  "A minecraft chicken" she said.  Ladies and gentlemen, I give you...a Minecraft chicken.  You're welcome.


I asked Eden (11) what kind of picture I should use on my blog today. “A minecraft chicken” she said. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you…a Minecraft chicken. You’re welcome.

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Hello everyone!

We have a couple of the grandgirls over this weekend while their mom works.    No big adventures planned, just time together at home.  The weather is perfect, the sky is blue.  They’ve had fun playing outside and even got in the little wading pool and splashed about for a while.  The four-year-old is watching a movie (grandma hopes she’ll fall asleep for a nap).  The old wise one (Eden who is almost 11 and I’ve written about many times) is out on the shady porch with her Kindle.  No harm in a little time alone like that. Good times just hanging out at home.  Here are a few things going on in my life…

GARDEN REPORT

The garden is overflowing!  Well, most of it is.  Some things never did grow.  And if they did, they didn’t grow fast and big enough to hold their own and were over taken by things like zucchini, tomatoes, potatoes, and the trilogy of broccoli, cauliflower and brussels sprouts. We’ve harvested small quantities of green beans and sugar snap peas this past week.  Today we ate a small amount of the peas with some delicious bean dip.  (RECIPE HERE AT AN OLD BLOG OF MINE)  Feels so healthy to eat fresh from the garden!

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Our first harvest of green beans. So delicious sauteed up with some prosciutto.

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Potatoes as far as the eye can see. Well, from this angle anyway! The little white butterflies danced over these flowers all morning today.

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Sugar Snap Peas! Get in my belly! 🙂

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Homemade bean dip with fresh herbs and those beautiful fresh-picked snap peas. Yummmmmm

A GENEROUS DONATION

This week the oldest grandgirl… Eden, you remember her.  Got a hair cut.  Big deal?  Well, it was.  She got exactly eight inches cut so that she could donate it.  I’m so proud of her.  We will send it to either Pantene’s Great Lengths or Alopecia as suggested by our hair stylist.  We’re told that the Locks of Love program charges for their hair.  Whereas the other programs give it for free.  As we have not yet researched, we can only take her word for it.

Before...

Before…

Last chance to change her mind...

Last chance to change her mind…

It's done!  See how the front of her hair was more blond? (top of the picture)  Bittersweet to see it go.

It’s done! See how the front of her hair was more blond? (top of the picture) Bittersweet to see it go.

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Ask her to “smile” and this is what you’ll get. haha

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That’s better. My beautiful girl. Love!

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She gave exactly eight inches to be donated.

AN AMAZING PHOTO COMPARISON

This photo shows my youngest daughter who is now 28-years-old.  She had to be four or five in the picture.  She is on the LEFT in the red outfit.  On the RIGHT is her daughter who is 2 3/4-years-old and was taken a few days ago!  I can’t stop looking at this remarkable comparison.

My daughter Rachel (28) on the left when she was four or five-years-old.  On the right is HER daughter who is 2 3/4-years-old.  Amazing!

My daughter Rachel (28) on the left when she was four or five-years-old. On the right is HER daughter who is 2 3/4-years-old. Amazing!

SURGERY UPDATE

The date is set for July 31st for me to have my second total knee replacement surgery.  My last one was done in April of 2012.  Still dreading it.  But it’s obvious that it must be done.  I’ve had my MRI and X-rays, the pre-lab work and pre-registration.  I have a “physical” on the 22nd with a doctor chosen by the surgeon.  Which is weird, but whatever.  🙂 Really counting down the days.  There’s SOOOOO MUCH TO DO before then!  Both at work and at home.  Stressful times.  Prayers appreciated.

HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND everyone!

And as always, remember to find me on Facebook and share your garden pictures there.

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It seems like weeks since I’ve written, and it has been a while since I offered anything of substance.

We had a vacation.  A very brief one, but vacation nonetheless.

My husband and I and our (almost) 11-year-old granddaughter traveled to southwest Michigan to attend a reunion for my dad’s family.  To a lake where my uncle has owned/rented a cabin for decades.  He has been a part of this lake and cabin… sorry, “cottage” is what they call it… his whole life.

HISTORY

In 1948 when my uncle was 17 or 18-years old, he and my grandfather helped build this cottage.  My grandfather was in charge of construction.  It’s built on land belonging to the family of my uncle’s childhood friend.  My uncle spent many summers at this lake with this family so it was natural for him to be part of the construction.  This section of the lake is named for that friend’s family as their ancestors settled it.  Make sense?

In the 1970’s my uncle took over the rental.  Four generations of his family have now enjoyed summers at the cottage. The cottage and lake are everything you’d hope them to be.  Perfect and picturesque.

I had never been to the cottage. In fact, I don’t believe my dad was there but one or two times in my lifetime.  Last year I found a Facebook group for the lake and joined.  Shortly after I saw that there was a new book about the lake.  A long-time lake resident had compiled history and current stories and published a book.  YES of course I ordered one!  What a great book!  Original founders, settlers and history along with many stories of current families.  Near the end of the book was OUR story!  It took me nearly a half an hour to read the short article through my tears.  You see, I had no idea of the cottage’s history.  And this was the first photo I’d ever seen.  It was a very emotional thing for me.

THE MIGHTY FACEBOOK

I was finally beginning to find some of dad’s family on Facebook.  Not long before finding the lake group, I had set up a group for just us.  My dad was the oldest of seven children.  Only three are still with us.  One uncle (cottage owner) and two aunts.  My aunts are on Facebook and told me that they were organizing a family reunion at the cottage.

I left home when I was seventeen.  I haven’t seen most of this family since before then.  My dad passed away in 2003 so I did see many then.  But that was very brief and a funeral lunch isn’t exactly time enough to visit and get caught up.

REUNION

We traveled on Friday to meet everyone at a local VFW for a catered dinner.  I knew it was going to be emotional, but… wow!  To walk into that room and see aunts, uncle, cousins, and extended family was overwhelming.

As I hugged my aunts I caught a glimpse of one particular cousin across the room.  As she came up to me and we hugged I couldn’t stop the tears. I hadn’t seen her since I was a little girl.  She is just enough older than me that we really had nothing in common.  Yet here we were, after reconnecting on Facebook, embracing as though we’d always been best friends.

This dinner was a wonderful time of fellowship, stories, family trivia, and tribute to those no longer with us.  My uncle and aunts sat at a head table.  Just the three of them at a long table with chairs enough for those who are gone.  As my uncle stood behind each chair he talked about a specific missing family member.  Very moving and very fitting.

THE LAKE

As I said, I’d never been to the lake and was anxious to see it.  After Friday’s dinner, we make a brief visit.  I told hubby that I couldn’t go to bed that night without seeing it.  Didn’t want to wait one more day.

To get to the cottage you drive through a quiet wooded portal into another world.  Yes, I said “portal”.  It’s a long, bumpy, winding road through the woods.  As my uncle said, it “…looks like no one should live there…”.

Then there it was.  It is, indeed, a perfect little lake.  We arrived as the sun was beginning to set.  My granddaughter went right down the steps and to the water.  She was also anxious, and her love of nature took her to look for critters.  As she walked along the water’s edge I told her not to go too far.  But she was quickly out of our view and had to be called back.  The serenity of the lake and my first look at the cottage was surreal.  All my life I’d heard about this place and now here I was.  We just stood and soaked it all in and snapped a few photos.  We didn’t go in.  It didn’t seem right until everyone was there.

SATURDAY

We all gathered at the cottage on Saturday.  Some who were not at dinner on Friday came.  I recognized a cousin’s voice before I saw him!  My uncle’s children, their children, and their children.  Four generations.  My granddaughter, whom I call “Wilderness Woman” was itching to get in the water.  Fishing was her priority.  Soon my cousin offered to take her fishing out on the lake in a kayak and off they went.  They brought back a couple beauties.

Strange how, even though we’d not been together since I was a kid, it all felt so right.  So familiar.  Family is like that I guess.  Much laughter, many stories, many old photos.  It was determined that the trait that pushes the family men to tease is, in fact, genetic.  It was all familiar, but I also learned new stories.  Stories of the cottage, of the family business, of my own father.  I heard about an emotional side of him I sadly did not know.

HILARIOUS SUNDAY ADVENTURE

Some of the family left on Saturday evening or were leaving first thing Sunday morning.  We had planned to stay Sunday as well.   It was late in the afternoon.  Many of those who had stayed had now left. Others who stayed were getting pretty tired.  The kids were off swimming somewhere.   A boat approached the cottage’s dock.  It was the woman who had written the book about the lake!  You see, I had emailed her and invited her to stop by.  I owed her a big thank you for the book and for giving me a piece of my family’s history.

It took me only an instant to realize that she’s quite a character.  Southern.  Animated.  A little exaggerated.  A little louder volume than most.  But kind and lovely!  After a brief visit up to the cottage she asked me if I’d been on a tour of the lake.  When I said I hadn’t, and told her the only boat wasn’t really reliable, she exclaimed “Whaaaat?!” and instantly invited me onto their boat.  The look on my tired family’s faces as I told them I was going with her was priceless.  I trusted her and her husband so off I went.  My own hubby stayed behind as he wasn’t feeling well.

Our first stop was to pick up my granddaughter from where she was swimming, but at the last second she decided she didn’t want to go and off she swam like a mermaid.

We cruised around the lake towards their house as she told me about each house/cabin and gave me quick stories of their history and owners.  All of which appear in the book, but it’s better first hand.  We docked at their house to allow her grandchildren to get off the boat and to get a new tank of fuel.  In the few minutes that took a very dark rain cloud came over us and it began to rain.  Hard!  So we had to hold out in one of their little cabins.  The rest of her family went to the main house while she and I stayed on the porch of the cabin.  Rocking and talking.  She may be a little over-the-top but she’s a wonderful woman.  So hospitable.  So kind.  So knowledgeable of the history and stories of the lake.  It took her about a year and a half to write the book. It takes a personality just like hers to visit each family and ask the right questions.

At one point she talked about her own history in a southern Indiana/Northern Kentucky area.  I stopped her and said, “Wait a minute…” and told her that my mother was born there!  Same town!  I thought she’d jump out of her chair with excitement at the revelation that we had this in common.  A great moment that still makes me smile.

The rain was about over, so we continued the lake tour.  It was brief as the rain really had not subsided.  What I saw and heard was from beneath a large umbrella.  God bless this couple for their hospitality and willingness to befriend a stranger so easily.  It was a crazy adventure and I loved every minute of it.  I’ll always have a lake friend.

GOODBYE

Sunday evening I said my final goodbyes to the family who remained.  My uncle had left while I was on my lake adventure.  Just my aunts, a cousin and a few of the extended cousins remained.  Everyone was so tired, it was a long weekend for them as hosts.

We left Monday morning but not before taking a drive around the lake roads to see what we could see.  Other homes, cabins, and views.  I kept saying “that one’s in the book” and made the comment “that one’s for sale” more than once.  🙂  Then, one more drive through the quiet portal in the woods that leads to the cottage. Only a couple of third cousin kids were at the cottage so we didn’t stay but a few minutes.  Just long enough to say goodbye and take one last look at the lake.  Sigh…

Back through the wooded portal into the real world and on the road home.  Looooong road home.  Even though it’s only about a five-hour trip, we were all anxious to not be traveling.  We took a short side trip to let grandgirl dip her toes in cold Lake Michigan and eat lunch and then continued home.

HOME

In the days we were gone our garden thrived, growing a ridiculous amount.  My daughter had stayed at the house with the dog, but he was beside himself with glee to see us.  Our granddaughter was exhausted but had an experience of a lifetime.  She was in her element for sure and enjoyed every moment at the lake.

My hope is that I have more chances to return to the cottage and that this will be the beginning of a renewed family tradition.

I live on the Mississippi River.  A small town right on the river.  I have all my life.  It’s wonderful and charming, but… There’s something about lake life that trumps river life.  It’s cleaner.  It’s quieter.  It’s less aggravation to allergies!  🙂

It was a brief visit, almost like a dream.  But I will always cherish the memories.

PHOTOS…

A nice welcome to the VFW Friday evening.

A nice welcome to the VFW Friday evening.

Aunts and Uncle as he speaks.  He stood behind each empty chair and spoke of the family member it represented.  Very  moving.

Aunts and Uncle as he speaks. He stood behind each empty chair and spoke of the family member it represented. Very moving.

The wooded portal to another world.  Leads to the cottage and the lake.

The wooded portal to another world. Leads to the cottage and the lake.

Grandgirl's first look at a lake I've heard about most of my life.

Grandgirl’s first look at a lake I’ve heard about most of my life.

The cottage.  See the tree growing up through the roof?  The porch was actually built around the tree.  The holes must be expanded as the tree grows.

The cottage. See the tree growing up through the roof? The porch was actually built around the tree. The holes must be expanded as the tree grows.

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Sun setting on Friday

Sun setting on Friday

Old water pump.  Never did find out if it still works.  Charm.

Old water pump. Never did find out if it still works. Charm.

The tree from inside the porch.  You almost run into it when you come in the door.

The tree from inside the porch. You almost run into it when you come in the door.

From the lake.  Lovely.  Private.  Quiet. Perfect.

From the lake. Lovely. Private. Quiet. Perfect.

We had a brief rain delay on both Saturday and Sunday.  Even the rain was awesome.

We had a brief rain delay on both Saturday and Sunday. Even the rain was awesome.

Grandgirl with the catch of the day on Saturday!

Grandgirl with the catch of the day on Saturday!

This little guy stayed at the lake.

This little guy stayed at the lake.

I know I’ve rambled on, so thank you for allowing me to share this journey with you.  

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Hello! Life is running at a very fast pace these days.  Just a few things on my busy mind today:

  • My MRI got rescheduled AGAIN!  This is the third appointment I’ve had for this.  All changes coming from their end.  I guess the machine isn’t working properly.  At the risk of being redundant I want to tell you… NICE MATTERS.  I spoke to this same woman (see “Perspective”) yesterday.  She repeated that it’s a relief that I’m at least nice to her.  Poor lady must have really been attacked a lot lately with all their issues.  Even the X-ray department at the same facility isn’t being very understanding with her.  So now I have X-rays and MRI on Tuesday.  If they don’t get their machine issue fixed by then, I’ll have to reschedule my surgery until later in the summer.  They need 4-6 weeks between MRI and surgery to create the new knee.The lake looks like a cat to me. Does anyone else see it or am I crazy? Don’t answer that.
  • Next Friday my husband, our oldest granddaughter (almost 11) and I are going on vacation.  We’ll be traveling to a little lake in Michigan where my uncle owns a
    The lake looks like a cat to me.  Does anyone else see it or am I crazy?  Don't answer that.

    The lake looks like a cat to me. Does anyone else see it or am I crazy? Don’t answer that.

    small cabin.  I’ve heard about this cabin at the lake most of my life, but never been there.  Wasn’t so sure it really existed! 🙂 Not only do I get to finally see this famous location which is rich with family history, I will also be reuniting with many family members!  Family I haven’t seen since I was a little kid.  I saw a few of them 10 years ago when my dad died.  But that wasn’t exactly a nice visit.  Far to brief and hurried.  I’m very emotional about the reunion and the lake.  More on that later for sure!

  • As I said, my almost 11-year-old granddaughter is going.  I’m so excited about this too!  It’s a once in a lifetime opportunity for her.  And she’s my Wilderness Woman and will love the lake.  Last night I asked her to model her swimming suit for me.  I knew it was a two-piece and I needed to see it on her to know if it was appropriate for a family reunion.  It was very disturbing on different levels to see my little girl in a bikini!!!  Disturbing first of all because, well, my LITTLE GIRL WAS WEARING A BIKINI!!!  Equally as disturbing is the fact that it flipping looked good on her.  I’m so used to seeing her in jeans, tshirts and jackets that I forget she’s already…well, you get the idea.

What’s new with you?  How are your gardens doing?  Remember to find me on Facebook and share your pictures!!

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Hello everyone!

Anyone else still reeling from a busy week?  Everyone?  Sounds about right.  Many trials and stresses raised their heads this week.

A few things we did this past week:

  • Last Saturday, hubby had a minor accident at an intersection near our home.  Had he not been paying close attention he could have easily been T-boned by a driver who ran a stop sign. God is good.blessed
  • Work was crazy.  One of those weeks where we needed a revolving door to the building.
  • Our family did Father’s Day Thursday evening since hubby is working this weekend.  My youngest daughter organized this and it was wonderful. We had eight grandkids ages infant-10 playing in the back yard.  It’s an amazing sight and feeling that I’m not sure I can put into words.  They’re wonderful children and we are so blessed.
  • My knee replacement surgery was rescheduled (by doctor’s office) and will now be one week later on July 31st.
  • On Friday, I was scheduled for the first of many out-of-town appointments that prepare me for my knee surgery.  I was to have the MRI (then x-rays) from which they construct my new knee.  I got a phone call Friday morning while in the shower.  The message told me that my MRI would have to be rescheduled because their scanner was down.  (End of list and on to my main story)

FRIDAY…

It takes a lot of mental work to prepare yourself for a surgery such as total knee replacement.  The first time around I was dealing with the fear of the unknown and an over-active imagination.  This time, I’m dealing with fear of the KNOWN and dread of going through it again. Even though it’s ONLY an MRI I had to remind myself all week that “this is the easy part” and walk through the first MRI in my mind to reinforce that it is, indeed, the easy part.

So when I learned that I had to reschedule this appointment…the one that gets the ball rolling… I was pretty upset.  And how odd that this is being rescheduled a week after my actual surgery was rescheduled!

I allowed myself a few minutes to have my emotion and talk to hubby about this change in our day’s plan.  Then I called back the MRI lady who’d left the message.  She was very apologetic and I could just hear in her voice that she’d been verbally beat up more than once that morning as she contacted everyone on her schedule.  And it wasn’t even 9:00 a.m. yet.  It was that moment that God chose to thump me along side the head and instantly change my perspective.

It wasn’t this woman’s fault that the machine was down.  I became sympathetic to her  instead of focused on me.  As I got the new MRI date set I kept the mood light and smiled as I spoke to her.  I could hear her mood shift a little and her voice lightened (does that make sense?).  I asked if she would also be contacting X-ray and rescheduling that for me.  When she said she would I told her “you’re the best, thank you”.  I could practically hear her shoulders drop as she signed the words “No one has said THAT to me today”.  God bless her.  By 9:00 she was ready to be done with people for the day.  She said how everyone was pretty mad at her when she called them I said, “Well, I was at first, but I’m OK now.”  She said, “At least you’re honest, that’s nice.”

As the thoughts came into my mind I shared with her how the Nina and the Pinta ships are currently docked at our town’s Mississippi River Marina.  I continued as I realized that our afternoon would not be spent at the MRI facility, but rather on the outside deck of our riverfront restaurant enjoying the view of said ships.  Lunch and a Friday special margarita were surely in my new afternoon plan!  At that point she said “OK!  Stop right there! (humor in her voice)  Now I just hate you!”  To which I slyly replied, “Oh, so now the tables have turned!” haha  We also agreed it was very odd that my surgery was delayed by one week and now my MRI has been delayed by a week as well.

I believe we ended our conversation with both of us feeling much less tension and stress.  God had instantly shifted my focus and my perspective.  He had seen to it that my words and attitude gave someone else a little lift.  I hung up the phone and looked at hubby who was present for the entire call and I just chuckled.  I repeated my standard saying “Because Nice Matters”!  People, IT JUST DOES MATTER!  I could have been just one of the many who were pissed off at this poor woman that morning.  But I took a few minutes to feel my emotion and deal with it privately before I called her.  And as I talked to her I spoke politely and with kindness.  It made all the difference!  And here’s the great part.  It made all the difference to HER and ME!

So on I went to work for the morning as planned.  But the timeline of the day had changed dramatically.  I could slow down a bit; I didn’t have to be in another town by a certain time.  After work, instead of laying in and MRI machine for an hour, I sat quietly with my husband on a deck overlooking the river and the beautiful historic Nina & Pinta.  Watching people enjoying the perfect weather and touring the ships.  Eating lunch and sipping a margarita.  God is good.  I am blessed.  And my appointments and surgery will happen in His time.

And now a few photos from my life.  Have a great weekend everyone!!

A common find in our yard.  Too bad our Snake Whisperer granddaughter wasn't here.

A common find in our yard. Too bad our Snake Whisperer granddaughter wasn’t here.

I'm here to tell you that my hubby makes THEE best grilled salmon anywhere! Add another garden fresh salad and you have a delish supper.

I’m here to tell you that my hubby makes THEE best grilled salmon anywhere! Add another garden fresh salad and you have a delish supper.

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Hummingbird attracting flowers.  Yet the birds are scarce this year.

Hummingbird attracting flowers. Yet the birds are scarce this year.

The Pinta docked at our marina for the weekend! (see http://www.thenina.com for more about these ships)

The Pinta docked at our marina for the weekend! (see http://www.thenina.com for more about these ships)

The Nina docked at our marina.  With the Twilight riverboat from LeClaire, Iowa passing by!  What a wonderful afternoon.

The Nina docked at our marina. With the Twilight riverboat from LeClaire, Iowa passing by! What a wonderful afternoon.

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