Wednesday, March 09, 2011
My sister sent this to me in an e-mail from her friend's Facebook page.
A friend just posted this on facebook.............pretty funny!
Figured out why I'm fat! The shampoo I use in the shower that runs down my body says "For extra volume and body". I'm going to start using "Dawn" dish soap. It says " Dissolves fat that is otherwise difficult to remove". Re-post if you have the same issue. :)
I knew it couldn't possibly be the coconut cream pie!!! LOL..
Thank you, my friends, for the idea of babysitting as a thank you to the neighbors for giving wood to us.
Wednesday, March 09, 2011
I had a nightmare early this morning and dreamed I was being chased by a man with some sort of a weapon. As nightmares go, the weapon was something with a thick white handle, but I also woke up thinking about the old straight razors as a possibility too. I was hollering in my sleep and my husband woke me up before he left for work. Princess got up on the bed and lay beside me after she came in from outside.
I awoke about 8:30 AM and let the dog out/back in again and made coffee. I took my thyroid pill on an empty stomach, then I have to wait an hour before taking the rest of my medicine. I keep a scrap sheet of paper on which I write my time down every day. I was cold, so I got a throw my Mom had crocheted, sat down on the recliner, covered up with it and fell asleep.
My son nudged me awake and handed me a bowl of cereal with strawberries. He has been after me to hull and slice them up, so I did that as my good deed for the day (part of Living On A Shoestring team) last night before going to bed. He also made a mug of coffee for me to drink. He gave me the bowl and set the mug on a baker's rack by the recliner and left for work.
I was watching TV when I heard the doorbell ring. We have a steel door and I cannot see outside to see who is there. I asked, "Who is it?" "Bobby" was the reply. I said, "I don't know anyone named, "Bobby." He told me he was the neighbor across the street. I told him to wait while I put Princess on a leash.
Bobby and his father-in-law own a hauling business and they had a pick-up truck of limbs. They backed it up to the back yard and unloaded it over the fence. The father-in-law is buying the house up the street where an aged couple lived until they went into a nursing home. The aged couple's neighbor bought their house and he is selling it to this man. I am glad! I live in an neighborhood of aged homeowners, most are close to age 60 and above. There are a few young couples, but the neighborhood is quiet and we all look out for one another.
The father-in-law talked to me and said they had some wood slats of a building they took down. He asked if I wanted them and I said I would take anything but pressure-treated lumber or wood with varnish or paint. They said they were happy to give wood to us for free.
The father-in-law said I would probably be getting some pre-cut wood someone he knew has, because their fireplace has a hole somewhere in the chimney and they won't be able to burn it. These guys are willing to pick up (load) haul and deliver (unload) because my husband is never home to do it. I am trying to think of a proper reward. Bobby and his wife work and have a little boy. I don't know much about the father-in-law. He has gray hair so I put him in his fifties. I have gray hair and am 59 and my husband will be 60 this month.
Our neighbor on the one side was out and is using a cane. He had heart bypass surgery recently. A mental note for me is to shovel their walk for them. He has a snowblower and always did our sidewalk along the street, while we shoveled from our house to the street. I don't know if he will be able to work again, he is a security guard at the hospital.
I don't know whether to tell my husband about the probable wood that is coming or just wait until it arrives. I think I will opt for the latter so I don't count my chickens before they are hatched.
I sure am amazed. I will know the new neighbors and am grateful to God for His provision!!!! I will also be able to get in exercise moving the wood, stacking it, bringing it in as we burn it, etc.
I am going to finish my coffee and get going with a GREAT and GRATEFUL attitude about today.
Tuesday, March 08, 2011
In 2009, my husband laid all the store receipts and ATM receipts on the table and put the butter dish on top of them as a paper weight. Butter got on the receipts and it removed the ink so that they were unreadable.
When my husband went to write them into the register, he couldn't read them, so he stuck them into a sandwich bag and didn't tell me until I went to do the bank statement and many things on it were not in the register. I couldn't tell if they were amounts that hadn't cleared the bank, or figure it out. Some of the receipts were partially readable and when my husband could see the name of the business, he guessed at what he had spent and wrote in that amount.
We haven't balanced since then. Well, last night I did the bank statement and though there were some things that had to be corrected, we balanced to the penny. This feels so good. I have done our bank statements and my Mom's since 1976 and always balanced. It was difficult not knowing if we were going to be over drawn because I didn't have an accurate balance in the check register.
Hubby had taken the register to the bank and they did the bookkeeping on it but it was still messed up because he had guessed at entries and so there were duplicate amounts.
I feel as though a great weight has been removed. We had $20 in service fees on January's bank statement and $10 on February's. I take e a calculator and do the math on the register about every two weeks and look at the online statement and put a pencil dot by the amounts that have cleared.
When I was a teen, I remember Mom crying because there was a mistake on the register and she couldn't find it. She and Dad worked and worked on the register. Dad found the mistake. At the top of the new page in the register where you write the amount from the previous page, Mom had added $100 to the amount. Now with all the fees, it would be easy to get hit with fees for over drafts (writing a check when there isn't enough money to cover it).
It has been two years since we balanced and I kept adjusting the amount in the register after taking off all outstanding amounts. When hubby did this number with the ATM receipts we were running several hundred dollars in the red from paycheck to paycheck. We have an agreement with the bank for them to transfer money from checking to savings when there isn't enough in checking to cover the checks and nearly every cent we own is gone.
I try to look at things in a different light than most. Instead of, This is terrible and it is when the only thing in the fridge is condiments, to God stopped us in the nick of time before we lost everything.
Monday, March 07, 2011
I typed this out into an empty e-mail and need to post it on my fridge. Mom sometimes will say to me, "When you get old, I will take care of you." She's a widow in a nursing home with Alzheimers disease and other major health problems.
I cried the whole time I was watching it. Mom is 89.
Sunday, March 06, 2011
We went to church this morning in my van. Hubby put gas in it, Saturday a week ago and I have not driven anywhere. We listened to part of a sermon about Abraham offering to take the life of his son, Isaac, on the radio while driving home. There were dark gray clouds and I wanted to hear if there were severe storm or tornado warnings. The speaker said true worship requires sacrifice. I thought about what he said and I need to get back into logging food I eat and doing exercise. I have been greatly depressed by our situation and often catnap in a chair all night instead of lying down in bed and getting a restful sleep. I try to figure out what to do to fix the problem instead of trusting that the Lord will have me to see answers.
When we got home, we had leftovers from supper for our lunch with a salad. The store had Mrs. Smith's pumpkin pies for $1 because they are nearing the expiration date (sell by date). One is in the oven baking as I write this.
Hubby and son left after lunch to go get gasoline for hubby's truck. Our son had 90 cents off each gallon for the number of dollars he has spent at the local grocery store, so he went with hubby so hubby could use his ATM card to pay for the gasoline.
For me the pumpkin pie which is my husband's favorite kind of pie, the free wood, the cents off of gasoline, are all God's provisions as is all that we own. God gives us each breath and health to work for what we earn. When we were given the tree limbs, we thought it might be enough to start a few fires in the wood stove, but when we got to where the limbs were, it was two pickup truck beds full. We went to church and the speaker stepped out from behind the pulpit with a big round limb probably 3" in diameter and told us his brother said we could have the limbs. We even had help loading the first truck load as two from the church went over with us and the owner of the wood-all helped load the pickup truck.
I don't know how many pallets were given to us by the man that hauled them to our house in a trailer. He also gave us two totes of 2 x 4 pieces, the totes and the wood too.
Oh, I forgot to put this in yesterday's blog. Our neighbor across the street runs a hauling business and he and his partner came over one Saturday and asked if we wanted pallets they had. They lugged them across the street and into the backyard and stacked them on the stack of pallets we have. Again they wanted us to have them for free. How often is it that someone rings your doorbell to give you free stuff?
My faith has been weak. I am used to paying for what we get and need. It was hard for me to trust when I used the last slice of bread or the last of the milk that there would be money to pay for more. Hubby's pay raise was supposed to take place in November, but was held back until we direly needed it. It probably would have been spent too had he had it. As 26M8J7 said, "God is faithful."
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