From our earliest association, The Husband has at times alternately annoyed and pleased me with his fetish about clean windows. Particularly the windows of all the cars we've driven.
Tonight I had occasion to drive a friend's truck - she had a migraine and needed someone to drive her home, she couldn't see well enough to drive. After driving her truck I wondered if it was only her migraine that caused her to not see.
Actually, all of the windows of her truck were so awful that I could barely distinguish the center line on the street! And when the truck was oriented toward the setting sun, the windows were opaque! Makes it difficult to drive. Made me think fondly of The Husband yet again. Thanks, My Love, I realize yet again how thoroughly you've cared for me all these years.
And a chocolate mini-bundt cake from Corner Bakery was the perfect ending to the day. (I refuse to feel sinful about eating it.)
Rebellious
I've never been rebellious by nature. As I age, though, I'm discovering that obedience to Heavenly Father and obedience (for any number of reasons: laziness, avoidance of confrontation, accommodation, love for others- this list is not all inclusive) to peers or other people are two different things. I really only need to be obedient to Heavenly Father.
I've long been a proponent of panty-hose (or socks, whatever) in the chapel on Sundays. For me, it is an indication of respect, an attitude of reverence for the sacredness of the meeting and room where we worship. Bare toes somehow seem disrespectful. Last Sunday I caught a couple people looking at my hose clad toes peeking through my sandals, their thoughts scrolling across their faces: she doesn't have to do that, her toes are polished (sparkly even), why is she so overdressed?
This Sunday is projected to be 99 degrees. I'll be leading the singing time in Jr. Primary. I'll be moving around. I'll likely be working up to being "hot."
My dilemma: whether to be rebellious - as fits my mood - and go bare-toed or follow my conservative bent and wear hose. And does it really matter? (Heavenly Father intimately knows my heart, doesn't he?)
I've long been a proponent of panty-hose (or socks, whatever) in the chapel on Sundays. For me, it is an indication of respect, an attitude of reverence for the sacredness of the meeting and room where we worship. Bare toes somehow seem disrespectful. Last Sunday I caught a couple people looking at my hose clad toes peeking through my sandals, their thoughts scrolling across their faces: she doesn't have to do that, her toes are polished (sparkly even), why is she so overdressed?
This Sunday is projected to be 99 degrees. I'll be leading the singing time in Jr. Primary. I'll be moving around. I'll likely be working up to being "hot."
My dilemma: whether to be rebellious - as fits my mood - and go bare-toed or follow my conservative bent and wear hose. And does it really matter? (Heavenly Father intimately knows my heart, doesn't he?)
Wednesday and
The most exciting thing that happened was that the garbage men came and emptied the garbage.
Tweezers
Let me first state: I dislike spending money.
So...when I needed some new tweezers I ran to Target and looked at their selection. My jaw literally dropped when I found several in the $22 range. Seriously? Obviously it's been some time since I've bought tweezers.
I bought some $7 tweezers (Revlon - a reputable company - that should be safe, right?) And spent days in frustration. They didn't really work. Bought a pair of cheap $2 Western Family brand tweezers. Somewhat of an improvement. But still not very good.
Finally succumbed and bought the upper-priced brand (Tweezerman), but the lower end: $12 (but they come in a cool little tube for storage). For a pair of tweezers! I about hyperventilated spending that much.
So now, if you add up all I've spent it comes to $21 for two worthless pair and one, well, let's call them decent. That's two more than I need and now I have to figure out what to do with them. (Keeping the landfills full, yep, that's me.)
The take home lesson: just suck it up and spend the $22 already. The extra dollar would have more than made up for the aggravation, frustration and irritation. Or: I could just grow an ugly unibrow and be done with it. Thinkin' 'bout it.
So...when I needed some new tweezers I ran to Target and looked at their selection. My jaw literally dropped when I found several in the $22 range. Seriously? Obviously it's been some time since I've bought tweezers.
I bought some $7 tweezers (Revlon - a reputable company - that should be safe, right?) And spent days in frustration. They didn't really work. Bought a pair of cheap $2 Western Family brand tweezers. Somewhat of an improvement. But still not very good.
Finally succumbed and bought the upper-priced brand (Tweezerman), but the lower end: $12 (but they come in a cool little tube for storage). For a pair of tweezers! I about hyperventilated spending that much.
So now, if you add up all I've spent it comes to $21 for two worthless pair and one, well, let's call them decent. That's two more than I need and now I have to figure out what to do with them. (Keeping the landfills full, yep, that's me.)
The take home lesson: just suck it up and spend the $22 already. The extra dollar would have more than made up for the aggravation, frustration and irritation. Or: I could just grow an ugly unibrow and be done with it. Thinkin' 'bout it.
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