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Monday, 08 June 2009

  • I have been avoiding Wal-mart lately. Not because I have learned about their practices. i probably should. Never the less I am still avoiding it. first of all Wal-mart is just plain annoying. When did I start doing that thing with the reciept? I KNOW it is because of wal-mart. I used to alays jam my reciept in my purse. Or better, toss it in the bag to later be lost on the kitchen floor when we were putting away groceries. But not now. Now I have to hold the reciept until i get out of the store. Just in case. It seems like half the tinking time they want to see that reciept. And mostly for large items. (Not neccesarily expensive items. Just big) Tell me, if you were shoplifting would you choose a small item that you could stick in your pocket? or a gigantic book shelf that you needed two people to push out of the store? it doesn't make sense. But honestly here is what makes less sense. Why do I no carry the freaking reciept when I leave Hobby Lobby. or Albertsons. Or taco time. Noone is going to ask for it there.  "Mam, can you prove you paid for that mexican pizza? "
    And honestly who let all the crazy people out of the nut house. and hy do they have to go to wal-mart? I mean, really?

Saturday, 09 May 2009

  • I forgive your wierdness

    Do you think that would be appropriate? To forgive people for being wierd? As an example there is this overprotective, but very braggy mother in Octavians. She is a single Mother of one. And, please forgive me, falls into the category of people who I cannot understand how they ever got married. Divorced yes. I know that is rude. I am sure there are men out there weirder than this woman. But not by much. she irritates me with her "Oh look what I did for Miss Anna. That was hard work.." Yes, mam, sweeping the back of the stage and rolling paper to look like cigars is very hard work. Get out of my way so I can cut out 8 capes for the snow frost. I don't need anyone to pat me on the head for what I do. And i guess she does need that. Picture a cocker spaniel that's her. Well, a small cocker. A yappy one. Her son on the other hand is even wierder. He is the kind of kid reads the history of the era the show is set in and then try's to correct every little thing. "Miss Anna, you shouldn't use the name of the town as Estonia. Because Estonia hasn't been discovered in this time period." Miss Anna replied with "Too Bad" I was thinking "Bite me." He is also the kind of weird kid who thinks all the girls are wild about him but he is too shy to talk to them. Oh I know, think Russel Wright. Some of you know him. Russel Wright as a kid, with bigger ears, and no chickens. I dated Russel a few times. He went by the nickname "Disco Putt" It was the 80"s. On our first date he ordered me shrimp. After I told him that there was no WAY that I would eat them. But he was smarter than me, see. so he KNEW I would like them. Knew I would like him too. After our third date he called me on the phone and I told him I couldn't talk. (Blake was in the other room) He had apparantly driven passed my house and knew that. He had seen the car with teeth outside. When he started accusing me, like I couldn't have another guy visit, I said, "As a matter of fact, Blake is standing here beside me, with his arms wrapped around me." Suddenly Blake was there with his arms wrapped around me. Then when Russel made another comment I I continued with he is just about to kiss me on the neck..." Which of course he did and Russel hung up. And wasn't it so nice of my future husband to make sure I was't a lier. Well, I digress. The point is, or rather the question. When people are just irritating because of who they are. How do you get past that? How do you keep from avoiding the wierd kid and his hovering, adoring, cocker spaniel mom? Is it a form of forgiveness I need? Or acceptance? Or ???? Well, I just don't know. And sometimes I wounder. To someone else am I the weird Mother of 49 children who does everything and it just makes them sick? I don't know... But it is possible.

Thursday, 07 May 2009

  • Forgiving

    Last week I had some troubles with my realtor and the title company about the sale of my home. I waas angry and upset and fully expecting to have to pay an additional 800.00 because they sent out one extra paper for me to sign and didn't call to let me know it was sitting in the e-mail. Worse it was sitting in my childs e-mail because my military e-mail tends to skim off attachments. Blah. I got it signed and back to her and as it turns out it was in time. She still didn't call to let me know that. But Igot all the paper work back today and it is fine. Oh Blah!
    The thing is, on sunday, I was sitting in church. I was taking the sacrament and quietly sitting and thinking. And these words came to my mind. "If Christ had hurt you in that way would you forgive him?" Then while I tried to argue that Christ would not hurt me, because he did not make any mistakes. This thought came to me. "He would forgive you." Yes I know. Case closed. I have to forgive. Since there was no intent to cause pain, and they are both good people they will be forgiven by God. So why should I hold onto it and let it hurt me. I have practiced some deep breathing along with the mantra, "Relax, Release, Forgive, Forget."
    Then today my Daily Jesus quotes on facebook said that I should pray for my enemies. I don't think of these two as enemies but I think it is a message for me. And so this is my next step to pray for my EX-realtor. (Because although I will forgive him, I will never hire him again.) And the lady at the title company.
    Yes, Christ would forgive me. Has forgiven me and will have to continue to forgive me as I seem to continually make mistakes. It is easy to hold a grudge. But better to forgive. God please, "Help though my unbelief"

Saturday, 25 April 2009

  • tom tom

    i recently used the tom tom while driving my parents into New Orleans airport. On the way home the kids were saying how they thought the tom tom needed more choices for voices. the one we prefer is an english accent. I prefer the man's voice, my husband prefers the women's voice. I guess it seems natural to him to listen to a woman telling him where to go. (Not that i ever do that.)
    I don't know why but it seems easier to "take the motor-way" than it does to take the freeway. Or whatever the american says. I really cant remember. I have been listening to the english accent so long.
    for a long time I have thought that they should have some kind of punishment attached when you don't go the way they say. Instead of "Make a u-turn" they should say. "Hey dummy, what did I say?" Instead of turn right then turn right, then turn right. they should say "dude, you missed it again." Casey thought maybe thhey should just list how many times it had to recalculate at the end of the trip and suggest possible punishments. "you made 42 errors while driving, please punish yourself accordingly. We suggest cutting off your testicals and sending them in." I pointed out to Casey that men have already metaphorically cut off their testicals when the bought the tom tom by admiting that they need help to find anything. so maybe that wouuld not be a an appropriate punishment. What if you had to provide proof that you punished yourself before the tom tom would work again? Or maybe I just found out why it doesn't always work right.
    You've all heard the stories. The ones where the tom tom sent someone down a cow path to find the freeway and then it was gated off. Or the simplier ones where it sent someone on three rights instead of one left. Or takes you down odd back roads when it could have taken you down the main streets down just as easily. My new theory is that the punishment is built in. One more wrong turn and tom tom is going to have you lost for 20 years. (Oh dear)
    But the real subject of this blog is that there are only so many options to the accents you can hear. Casey and devon have listened to too many bad dubbed anime and they thought a japanese accent would be wonderful for tom tom. "tun wight." or "tun a wound when wossible." that might make the whole experience of screwing up a little more humorous. Casey thought a grandma voice would be good. But then you have to add the editorial's. "Now sonny, be a good boy, and turn left." then he came up with the idea of a family tom tom. Which would be just like driving now. the wife voice would say, "honey, you have to turn left." then a voice in back would chime in and say "turn left.  turn left!" and another would say "are you turning left? is this left? " I vote no to that.
    don't get me wrong, i love my tom tom. But it needs a little spice sometimes. Maybe it could tell jokes. or soothing mantra's "You are a good driver. You never get lost. You always follow directions." Oh I know. Now i am not discribing a tiom tom. I am describing a wife. hmmmmm.....

Friday, 17 April 2009

  • Daddy Blog

    Blake has been trying to send out an e-mail to all the family once a week. He calls it the Daddy blog. so here it is--

    Well i have completly lost track of time. i get in to the office and review reports and slides until 0830 at wich time the branch chiefs meet with the Support Operations Officer until 0900 then its time to brief the brigade commander at 1000. by this time it is time for lunch then after lunch i try and get cought up upon my e-mail. then it is time to review the slide and reports for the next mornings meetings. I figure that after 30days i will get into a rythm and will be able to start getting other things done like exercise and such. I did make it to church. there are 55 members on the roll. They have two sessions and we had 19 in attendace. Super dusty right now. every one says that it is like living on mars everything all red and orange. the air is really red. still waiting for it to get super hot. We had steak and shrimp for supper. some guys complain about how it is cooked. not me. It is free. beggars can not be chosers. it is ok. the timbemine does not have to worry about them as competition tough.  well i will type  more later

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  • I am justplainruth. what else is there to say? My spouse is an AGR soldier (CW3) who just returned to Iraq for his second tour. The Army moved us from Utah to Louisiana last fall. I love the adventure Louisiana brings but all my family and "golden" friends live back there. I love my life. Most of the time. But sometimes I just need a place to vent. I would just scream in the shower, but the 6 kids still at home would wonder. Some days they are part of the scream. Most days they are the solution. We have 9 kids together. Brian, my oldest, is married with two little ones of his own. I'm a Grandma! My second, Tyler, just got married in April. He doubled my grandkids on his wedding day. Number three just moved to Georgia chasing a girl as well. I homeschool the other 6 of the little curtain climber's. And I love every minute of it. Most of the time.

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  • Bought a truck. It should pull just fine. Went to dinner with the warrants. Kids had pizza and a movie. Grandkids tomorrow.
  • Friday--finish straightening up- friends kids wedding. Sat--Open house-drill-duck pond sunday--easy day
  • Business as usual. Breaking keys and kicking butts. LOL Devon is back from camp. Family party at drill. And Change of Command today.

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