Thanksgiving is tomorrow and it seems its all about the food...What to start and when? Pies to make and things to cut up. Its a matter of organization, of planning....Religating does not come easy to me. I seem to want to do it all myself. It will all get done and the only memory will be of the people that came to share it with us....
We bought a new 42 in. sony HD tv....We want to put it on the wall with a bracket that will turn back and forth, so everyone can watch in comfort. The instructions seem a bit daunting, as do all of them that are written in many languages to satisfy the many nationalitys we have in these United States...Perhaps this wasn't the best time to do this, with the holidays and all, but Packer games should be a delight to watch, IF...we can actually get it installed. Sanna and Josh and Jack will be up over the New Years weekend. Yay!!!! We can celebrate her Bd....Theres also Nates Bd the day after xmas, and Irvies, the 3rd Of jan....Wahoo! Late Ta!!!!!
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
What?
Pondering some thoughts here, so bear with me. Now I have met many young people in the last few years. Most are great, well brought up kids I enjoy being around. Then there are the few that I just dont get.
These are the ones that have no social skills. They have no filter on their thoughts, or what they say. Maybe theres a word for this behavior, I'm not sure. I find myself shaking my head in disbelief at what they do and say. In some instances, it almost seems like the truth spills out of their mouths without regard to what the consequenses might be. Some truths are better left unsaid. I find my heart going out to these young foolish people, and yet the help they need cannot come from me. Its not my place or my intellect to help them. Maturity has alluded most of these people, and I'm sure the way they were brought up has helped define them. What happens to them in the long run? What of the people that get caught up in it with them? I wish with all my heart that I had the answers but I do not. How I wish my brain would walk away from it...It cannot....Late ta...
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