Sunday, July 14, 2013
A happy feel good video about a dog and a doe who are good friends.
Originally posted by my SP Friend SammiesMom13. It's worth sharing and watching. Makes you think how silly we are to classify people into groups of race, color, etc. These two aren't even the same species.
Tuesday, July 09, 2013
I found this on an art site where I'm a member. We all think that when we see a blue flower, it's blue of course! And surely everyone can see that it's blue! Can't they?
Take this color test and then fill in your age and gender and see where you stand in that demographic. While you're lining up these blocks of color, notice how a color looks differently when it's next to another color. Fun and interesting.
Wednesday, July 03, 2013
Continued from yesterday's blog now that I have more details.
What happened yesterday is –
She went to Walmart on the bus, bought her groceries and fried chicken, caught the bus home and about a mile down the road she realized she did not have her purse!
So she got off the bus and started walking back to Walmart – about a mile I think – while carrying two bags of groceries. (Remember she's almost 91, almost completely blind, very bent over and looks pretty frail) But the bus had been on a side street and there was a fence at the end (she probably went the wrong way) and she couldn’t find her way back.
She started trying doors, (I don't even want to go there). . . and finally found one that would open and stuck her head in and yelled “Somebody help me!” a couple of times.
A man and a woman came out and put her in their car and took her back to Walmart.
Not sure if they called the police or Walmart did? Anyway, she's definitely not afraid to ask for help. Actually, she's not afraid of ANYTHING!
So, this morning I called her and asked her if she still wanted me to come take her to Walmart – Yes, she forgot a few things. So I say I’ll be there in 20 minutes.
I arrive, walk in the front door – no one there. I go through the house, walk up and down in front of the house, calling MOTHER – nothing.
I walked all around and knocked on four doors of people I knew would know her – no one had seen her.
I started knocking on the doors of strangers – nothing.
After about 20 minutes, I see her – way down at the end of the road, purse in hand, coming towards me. But she misses the turn and walks over 3 more lanes and then starts heading my way. All the while I'm trying to flag her down.
I ask her WHERE she was going? She was going to wait at the bus stop so she could tell the bus driver to tell the other driver that she found her purse. She was breathing hard and looked hot and tired, so I put her in the car, turned up the a/c and took her shopping.
In the middle of that I texted my son Scott, told him she was missing again and to stay tuned. He said she was probably out hunting wild cats. But that’s another story. . .
Tuesday, July 02, 2013
Text I sent to my son Scott:
Belton PD has your granny. ( I always knew I was going to send you this message one day, lol. ) Call for details whenever you want. By the way a very nice officer whose name I could not understand is taking her home.
Email to follow.
Email I sent an hour later –
Granny is getting a ride in a Belton PD patrol car!
Returned home this morning and found a message from Belton Housing and from Belton Walmart.
Walmart says my mother told them to call and maybe I should call her when I get home.
I call. No answer. (Repeat that 5 times)
I call Belton Housing (where she lives) ; get voicemail; leave message. (Repeat that 3 times)
Finally, I talk to Sharon at Belton Housing who says my mother left her purse on the bench at the bus stop and some nice woman with her grandkids turned it in to them.
Belton Walmart calls again and a woman says my mother is there and needs to talk to me. She puts her on.
I immediately tell her that her purse is safe at the office because I know that’s what is worrying her right now.
She says ‘WONDERFUL’. I don’t think I’ve ever heard her say that, lol.
She says the police are right there with her. I ask to speak to one.
Very nice, very young officer, whose name I never could understand, said he would take her home. I thought that would be the fastest way to get her there.
I told him she’s almost 91, is legally blind, lives alone, loves to ride the bus and we can’t keep her home. He said no problem, he’d take her home. Routine day for him.
I called her a little later and she’s home, eating her chicken that she bought at Walmart and really didn’t have time to talk because she was hungry!
She did say she got her purse back. The logistics are still a little confusing to me, and I may never get a logical timeline from her, but all’s well that ends well, I guess.
I always knew she’d be in a Belton PD car eventually, lol. Didn’t you?
I was going to take her to Wal-mart tomorrow. Lucy, her new in-home help provided by Medicaid could have gone with her yesterday. But of course, she MUST go when SHE wants to go and that was today! What else is new?
Just another day in the life of my mother.
I've learned to laugh a lot, as opposed to screaming and crying a lot. It's better for my blood pressure. (Of course I left out the in-between part when I couldn't figure out what was going on, located the purse but couldn't find my mother and was having a heart attack!)
Monday, July 01, 2013
My granddaughter Megan, 14, is in the Jr. Teen Colorado state pageant this wkend - her Dad had to escort her for the formal wear - tomorrow night is the finale - she's not expecting much as some of these girls have been in pageants since birth, and this is her first.
My DIL says my son smiled right after she snapped the photo, but this is his "Don't touch my daughter" look for all the guys who are always around, lol. Years ago I bought him a DADD teeshirt - Dads Against Daughters Dating, lol.
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