Public Service Announcement
I know better!
You know better!
Apparently that is not enough sometimes . . .
Do not throw a pair of fuzzy socks into the washer with the dark clothes!!!!
Not “just this once”
Not EVER!!!
I will plead exhaustion on this, but I got a whole lot more tired having to de-lint the rest of the load. Whew!
That is all. 😉
Hugs,
Before I begin, I must thank you very much for the warm condolences I received on my last post. They were a great comfort to me. You kids are the absolute best! 🙂
We had a quiet weekend, which was highlighted by random acts of kindness. Saturday was errands day and I went shopping for hand lotion, shampoo, toothpaste, etc. You know – all that stuff that is necessary, but can really add up by the time you get to the register to pay.
Call it serendipity, call it coincidence, but almost every product I needed had a coupon carefully placed beside it. These were not store coupons, but ones that somebody had carefully cut out and “delivered” to just the right spots on several different aisles throughout the store. It’s not that I haven’t seen the occasional stray coupon here and there before, but usually there are only a few and not for things that I use. This time, though, each item on my list had a $1.00 off coupon, and in one case it was for $1.50 off!
What a kind “coupon fairy”. Talk about paying it forward! It was enough to restore my sometimes waning faith in the human race. So much so, in fact, that I smiled when not just one but TWO separate people cut ahead of us in the checkout line, shortly thereafter! Nothing could make me frown that day, however. I was much too busy thinking of what random act of kindness I’d perform. 🙂
Hugs,
In our family, there’s an amusing anecdote that’s been told and retold over the years.
When my Aunt Irene was a teenager, she was dating a young man named, Joe.
Irene’s father (my Grandpa) was your typical protective Dad when it came to his daughter’s dating – but he also had a great sense of humor.
The story goes that one night when Joe brought Irene home from an evening out, Grandpa thought they were lingering just a little too long on the outside of the doorway.
Rather than open the door and speak to them directly about it, he put a record on the record player with the volume turned up. The loud strains of “Goodnight Irene, Goodnight Irene . . .” were just the subtle hint needed to convince the young couple it was time to call it a night. 😉
Eventually, Aunt Irene and Uncle Joe married and had six kids and lots of grandkids. Just a couple of years ago, they celebrated their 60th wedding anniversary surrounded by loving family and friends.
Early this Tuesday morning, Aunt Irene decided she was tired of battling the illness she had developed in recent years . . . and she left us.
We were prepared, and yet we are very unprepared. Some things in life get easier the more you experience them. The death of a loved one is the exception – it’s always just as difficult as it was the time before.
When the family gathers to celebrate her life on Friday, I’m sure our hearts will be whispering: “Goodnight Irene”.
Give those you love an extra hug today,
Great guesses, Kids!
But Carapace is correct. 😀
They are “bones” and Sir Beads’ grandfather made them.
According to this excerpt from www.beats.com:
“Second to that of the human voice, “musical bones” are the oldest instruments known to man throughout the anatomy of music and sound.”
They’re played by holding them between the fingers of one hand, and clacking them together in a rhythmical motion to make a sound. Originally, they might have been made of real animal bones or stone. Perhaps you’ve seen someone playing spoons – another way to make percussion sounds with something inexpensive and readily available!
Sadly, I never met Grandfather “Beads”, but I’ve heard delightful stories about him. When he was close to eighty years old, he would entertain his grandkids (including Sir Beads) by standing on his head!!! He was a talented woodcraftsmen. We have a beautiful table with curved legs that he made as a wedding present for his daughter (Sir Beads’ Mom).
We’re fortunate to have old photos of some dollhouses that he made.
Although these pictures are showing their age (dated 1932), I think you can get an idea of how nice the dollhouses must have been.
Thanks for playing along on this. Actually, it gave me a new idea for Show and Tell Tuesday. We should all look to see if we can find something we can use as a “Guess what this is!”. 😀
And for more info on “bones”: Click here.
Hugs,
This week, I’m changing things a little from our usual Show and Tell Tuesdays!
I have something to “show”, but I’m not going to “tell” until tomorrow because I am wondering if anyone knows what these are? 😉
Hugs,
