Ken's grandmother had a wonderful saying, "Every one knows how to treat the devil, but the one that has him." I truly find it amazing how much we as humans are experts on what everyone else should do, but our actions prove that as to our own lives we haven't a clue. I also find it amazing at how fickle our brains are when it comes to our memories. We know that it is a truth that when we were children things were scarier than they really were, bigger than they really were, louder than they were really were, harder than they really were, funnier than they really were, etc. Our memory is truly eschewed when looking back on our childhood. We see things in our mind's eye through the eyes of the child we were. I totally accept that. However, when looking back as an adult at younger adult years and in some respect just last week, I have a very low tolerance for people that askew that memory and try to pass it on as truth. GET REAL!!! Now keep in mind, I have NOTHING against creating a totally new memory. I love that. I even enjoy remembering BIG! As long as we all understand that is what is going on. Please don't try to rationalize your behavior to me, cause I'm broke & I'm not buying it! Please go "mind your own business, then you won't be minding mine", as Hank sang. The journey I'm on involves creating memories for children in my world that will point them in the right direction for many years to come. I come to stop signs along the journey and sometimes need to pull over at a rest area for a brief pause or to look at my road map. I pray that my Creator will light my path, guard my way and be my GUIDE! He is...the Keeper of my Soul!
This morning I co-led a workshop on technology for our district and then I helped the church ladies clean up after a funeral luncheon. I've washed and folded 5 loads of clothes. Then I graded two sets of math tests. Finally I decided, ENOUGH!!! I must sit in front of the television and have some intellectual stimulation where I do not have to be actively engaged if I don't want to be. My choices were the Tea Party Presidential Debate or Miss Universe...Here I sit watching...Miss Universe. I ABSOLUTELY LOVE watching these things!!! Miss Universe, Miss America, Miss U.S.A., put Miss in front of it and I'm there. My favorite way to watch these is with my daughter and one of my daughter-in-laws. We would make GREAT judges. The only problem is at our Judge's Table we would require snacks and lots of Diet Cola. We can pick out winners faster than the Energizer Bunny can scoot across the screen in commercials. Our "pick" is ALWAYS in the top three and often the winner. Not necessarily because we think she's the prettiest but because we're just that good at judging what the judges will pick. Maybe that's what we ought to judge, the Judges. Who really does the job right and who needs to re-think their pick. I can hear us now, picking up their ballots..."Now you just erase that score and re-think. Did you get a good look at the back of that gown? Did you see the bones on those hips in that swim suit? Really? My dog shows more talent than that when he's howling at the moon!" I don't really believe in beauty pageants, I just enjoy the "bling" or something anyway...After all I was Miss Wham Brake in 1975...Whatever, WE do make the journey more beautiful!