Today I went to the Post Office to purchase postage stamps. As always I was asked which stamps I wanted. I looked at the samples and was surprised to see one of my favorite entertainers from times past-Marvin Gaye.
I remember not too long before his life was taken I won tickets to see him in concert through a radio station give away. My seats were wonderful. There were seats in front of me blocking my view. I could actually see what was going on. He gave an awesome performance that evening. It was a real treat for me.
I am watching a TV show called 4 Weddings. I watch it every once in a while.
The four brides attend and rate each other’s wedding. I did see one show that the grooms judged the weddings. The brides and grooms weddings are judged on the venue, decorations, dress and food. A point system of 120 is used to determine the winner. I’ve never seen anyone get close to 120.
There are a lot of superficial comments about the weddings that don’t take into account the couple’s taste and desires. I guess that’s how the game goes.
The prize for the winning couple is a honeymoon to an exotic destination. They find out the winner when the winning husband or wife arrives in the limousine. They get out with a bouquet of flowers and a card that tells where they are spending their honeymoon.
I don’t watch this show all the time. When I do I wonder why. It is so predictable. I guess it works when you’re not doing anything else.
I’ll be sure not to invite them to my wedding because it will be filled with all the things I like.
What am I going to have for breakfast? I’ll have an omelet. An omelet? The only way I can make an omelet is a scrambled egg omelet-yes it looks like scrambled eggs.
I decided to try to make a folded over omelet looking omelet. As I cooked the beef breakfast sausage, onion, mushrooms and spinach in a non-stick skillet I contemplated the success of this endeavor. I spread the filling evenly in the skillet and poured the eggs over it with great care. The final step was spreading the grated cheese.
I mimicked what I’ve seen done time and again in restaurants and on TV but was afraid to try until now. Carefully moving the cooked egg aside while tilting the pan to cook the remaining egg was a little scary but I got it right.
An experienced cook would flip the omelet in the air to the opposite side but I’m not there yet. I used two spatulas that worked out well. I’m glad it didn’t break apart. The non-stick skillet made each step easy. I successfully slid the omelet onto a plate and it was a beautiful sight to behold. It tasted as good as it looked.
Why do I entertain that little voice whispering in my ear? I don’t know but I’m glad I decided to move forward with making the omelet.
It’s exciting to conquer a fear I’ve had for years. I’m looking forward to my next conquest.
What are you gearing up to conquer in your life?
Thirty-two years ago today while sitting at a typewriter talking to a new employee I experienced what felt like a balloon bursting inside of me. There was a gush of water in the new chair I was sitting in splashing all over the new guys shoes. Oh my goodness, my water broke. This couldn’t be happening-all over the shoes of someone I didn’t know. Yes it was indeed happening, a week early.
I was so embarrassed I rolled the chair back and called my supervisor. I told her what happened and why I couldn’t get up. My cute little white dress was soaked. Shirley went to the back and brought a lab coat for me to wear.
Getting over the embarrassment I realized I had no pain. I called my doctor. He said if I had no pain by 4 pm to call him. It didn’t take long for the pain to show up. I never experienced mild pain. It started out intense. One pain started before the previous pain ended-they crashed into each other. This was my third baby and I never experienced anything like that.
The wall at the hospital became my best friend that I held on to as I was making my way to my room. After getting dressed in my designer hospital gown I climbed into bed. A few minutes later my doctor came in and gave me the initial exam to determine the approximate time my little bundle of joy would arrive. We’ll have a baby around four o’clock. It was 2:15.
The pains were escalating to the point I was hyperventilating. My doctor came into the room at that moment. He put his hand over my mouth to help me gain control of my breathing. Dr. Larry examined me and said “get her across the hall. We’re going to have a baby now.” At 2:30 I was rushed across to the delivery room. At 2:41 pm and a couple pushes later God presented me with a beautiful little girl.
So today I celebrate the blessing God gave me on this date thirty-two years ago.
Happy birthday baby.
My friend told me sometime in the near future she will be relocating. She said the relocation will start out a temporary move which could become permanent. The Lord has laid out the plan He has for her to follow.
I am so excited for Vel. I’m not losing a friend but expanding my friend base to another side of the country. I can visit her and learn about a place I’ve never been. We can still talk every day and help each other with advice if needed. I’ll miss spending the night at each other’s homes laughing and giggling one minute and delving into seriousness the next.
I see Vel as a bird that had her wings clipped but the healing process is complete. She can now fly to the highest heights over the mountains or skim the tops of the sea and land where God points out for her next assignment. I’m glad you are on a God journey that will take you places that will surprise you. Make the best of every step on the way to be.
I love you Vel. You will always be my sister-friend no matter how far apart we are.
When your transportation of choice is flying the friendly skies the day before your departure you have the option to check in on your computer or smart phone.
I checked in the night before I was to return home. When I got to the airport the next morning I should have been able to pay for my luggage, hand it off to the attendant, get through security and board the plane. It should have been that simple—NOT!
For some strange reason after paying for my luggage I had to go to the end of a long line with people and their many pieces of luggage that hadn’t previously checked in. The process took about 30 minutes. There was something wrong with that picture.
The airlines make you think by checking in early it will speed up the process to get to your plane. That wasn’t the case. I waited in line and waited at security and by the time I got to the terminal the waiting area was empty. Fear gripped me. I was about to fall out on the floor screaming and kicking. I wanted to go home.
The attendant called my name, scanned my boarding pass and away I went to the plane. When I stepped on the plane everyone was seated and waiting on me. I was the last one boarding because of the 30 minute delay in the line.
The plane landed and by the time I got to the baggage carousel there were only a few pieces going around and around with nothing ascending from the black hole. Where was my luggage? I inquired and found out my luggage was taking a later flight. I barely made the plane but the door slammed shut on my luggage and it didn’t make it. The luggage showed up at my home around midnight.
This was an interesting adventure. I never expected these things to happen—they never happened before. I maintained a good attitude and decided that it wasn’t going to get the best of me. I rejected the cloud that was trying to darken my wonderful vacation. I transitioned through all the twists and turns and everything worked out going and coming.
How have you made it through Life’s Little Surprises when travelling that you had no control over?
My friend dropped me off at the airport for my trip to attend my grandchildren’s graduations.
She dropped me off at terminal C-19. I looked at the schedule and saw I needed to go to terminal D-31. I asked at the information desk how to get there. I was told to go outside and catch a green bus.
I arrived at terminal D-31 and upon handing my luggage over to be put on the plane the attendant informed me that after I go through security I had to go to terminal A-39—turn right out of security, walk down the hall, turn right and up the stairs to the door to the Skylink.
I made my way to the Skylink and to my next destination A-39. As I arrived there the sign had another destination and it wasn’t where I was going. The gentleman told me I needed to go to A-17 to catch my plane.
I turned around and off I went. Back to the Skylink (it wasn’t close). I finally arrived at the right terminal and after sitting for a short time I boarded the plane.
I walked and walked (got my exercise) along with riding the green bus and Skylink. My thought about all of this is Can I get some frequent walker miles for this trip within a trip.
Have you been on a wild goose chase at the airport and should have gotten frequent walker miles?