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Three Thoughts for Thursday

Three Thoughts for Thursday

The man who's really behind those photos of Pluto, Andy Griffith, and the difference between men and women in this week's 3 thoughts.

  1. While the rest of the world is oohing and aahing over the New Horizon pictures of Pluto, the Man of Steel, whose grandmother was a Tombaugh, and his rellies are basking in the glow of Clyde Tombaugh’s renewed fame as the man who discovered Pluto. (He’s the man in the picture above.) They count it as quite a comeback after Pluto was demoted from planethood a few years back.
  2. The difference between men and women: I was captivated by the movie Inside Out. The Man of Steel thought it was too emotional.
  3. I refuse to believe Andy Griffith is dead. You?

 

Three Origami Thoughts for Thursday

Three Origami Thoughts for Thursday

Three thoughts about why I've abandoned my lifelong dream of becoming a world renowned origami artist.

  1. As a child I dreamed of a career as an origami artist even though I was the only student in my elementary school who couldn’t make a paper airplane or make boats out of newspaper by following the step-by-step illustrations in Curious George Rides a Bike.
  2. As an adult, I clung to my dream even though I have never successfully completed a make-this-out-of-a-dollar-bill origami features found in the back of in-flight magazines.
  3. This past Wednesday morning, the dream was abandoned once and for all. Why? Because when my grandson wore a diaper I had folded following to a tee the steps his mother had demonstrated, he peed through a gap in the misshapen, sorry excuse of a nappy, soaking my shorts, my undies, and my skin. Yes, this grammy knows how to take a hint.

What career dreams have you abandoned? Leave a comment.

Three Thoughts for Thursday

Three Thoughts for Thursday

Superman, Superwoman, favorite July memories, and mountain air in this week's 3 thoughts.

  1. This man in Dubai who straps on 7-foot-long wings and 4 engines so he can fly like Superman. At 7,000 feet. For about 10 minutes. Reading about him laid to rest any lingering desire within me to become Superwoman.
  2. What is it about mountain air? Why does it smell so good?
  3. Favorite July Memory: Dragging my sleeping bag and lawn lounge chair to the yards of neighborhood friends and sleeping outside with them on hot summer nights…after about three hours of non-stop giggling. Yours?
Three Thoughts for Thursday

Three Thoughts for Thursday

Happiness, sadness, and winning in this week's 3 thoughts.

  1. Happiness is balancing your elderly mother’s checkbook on the first try, something you were never able to do with your own checkbook growing up, no matter how often your much younger mother tried to teach you to do it.
  2. Sadness is knowing that if you tell your elderly mother you balanced her checkbook the way she taught you to do it, she won’t even care.
  3. Winning is spending an afternoon with your elderly mother doing what she does care about–Rummikub.

What made you happy this week? Leave a comment.

Three Fantastic Friday Thoughts

Three Fantastic Friday Thoughts

These three thoughts for a June Thursday in 2012 seem appropriate, especially #3, as Mom’s annual mammogram was yesterday. No tress. Just the press.

For the past couple of weeks, my life has revolved around caring for friends and family – Hiram’s surgery June 12, a Camp Dorothy overnight last weekend, and taking some kids swimming so their pregnant mama could get some rest. Such circumstances rarely shine a light on my finest hour, but the situations did result in three care giving thoughts for Thursday:

These 3 caregiving thoughts from 2012 seem appropriate since Mom's annual press (no tress) was yesterday.

1.   I’m pretty sure the doctor prescribed a 5 pound lifting limit for a certain male patient who had back surgery to keep him from lifting more than 10 pounds.

These 3 caregiving thoughts from 2012 seem appropriate since Mom's annual press (no tress) was yesterday.

2.    Taking imaginative children to the swimming pool isn’t about going swimming. It’s about prowling in the water like a tiger cooling off on a hot jungle day, hopping in the water like a frog in a pond, and swimming underwater like a tadpole. But after 2 1/2 hours of prowling, hopping, and swimming, the tiger, frog, tadpole, children, and adult weren’t pretend tuckered out. They were honest-to-goodness, for real tuckered out.

These 3 caregiving thoughts from 2012 seem appropriate since Mom's annual press (no tress) was yesterday.

3.   I usually take Mom for her annual mammogram, but since it was the same day as Hiram’s surgery, my brother took her instead. She had a haircut the same morning, so during our Camp Dorothy overnight last weekend, I asked her, “Did you survive your big squish and snip morning okay?”

She shook her head and smiled. “It wasn’t squish and snip. It was press and tress.”

Yup, Mom’s still got her sense of humor!

Have you had any memorable care giving moments lately? If so, leave a comment.