So Friday night one of the families in my small group rented a gym so we could play Dodgeball. The gym was on SE 6th Street and I didn't realize that SE 5th turned into SE 6th. So I'm driving up and down and turning around for like five minutes before I understood what DeVon was trying to explain to me on the phone..... I figured if I turned around and slowly drove by those two blocks one more time they'd be calling the police to figure out what that "crazy lady" in the black Corolla was doing in their neighborhood.
Well, the games began with a gusto and I believe I was the oldest person there (heavy sigh) but that didn't stop me from trying to take out any of the guys (guys vs gals) or any of the little boys that are in the Waves group I help teach on Sundays. One dad was telling his son to "hit Miss Roni" - too cute. It wasn't until last night when I got out of the car around 6:20 pm that I realized I was starting to "feel" Dodgeball in the front of my upper legs and it takes me a while to get up from a sitting position. Right now I'm on the floor and I'll have to crawl to the bed to lean on it to stand up :)
Yesterday would have been our 29th wedding anniversary (we made it 26 years with three weeks to spare). So it was my third unanniversary instead. I started the day at 7:00 a.m. and didn't stop until 11:00 p.m. Got my hair cut so the natural wave/curl is working and it looks pretty good. I think it's a little "heavy" on the top and will be going back to get some trimmed off later this week - but I've gotten a lot of compliments.
I've been going to this guy for over four years and first thing he does is grab my bangs and says "what's up with this?" I'm like, "I cut them". He's like "at least you can cut a straight line". The sad thing was I was trying to cut them at an angle..... I've noticed that I have lost a ton of hair each time I wash my hair so I asked David if he found any bare spots. Nope - David informed me that I was just shedding. I looked at him. Evidently we always shed the same amount of hair but when you stay inside in the winter you notice it more. When you are outdoors more - it blows away, etc. So I said I was like a dog "blowing it's winter coat huh?" Yep.
I was on a quest for a sound machine to use when I quit using the humidifier at night. Without the humidifier it would be deathly quiet in the house - too quiet to sleep. So I was on the hunt for a sound machine to make wave noises. I asked at Target in the electronics department and the guy showed me a $35 clock radio/sound machine. I'm thinking I don't really need a clock radio. He then takes me to the infant department and viola - this is my new sound machine.
Ok - I cracked up when the Sleep Sheep had it's own story book. I can listen to raindrops, water, waves, or whale sounds for either 15 or 45 minutes. Then it shuts off. I'm not sure about it - went through 3 - 45 minute sets of waves last night..... What was really funny was I saw the Sleep Sheep on my lead pastor's baby girl's car seat/carrier deal.
I really liked the movie "Olympus is Down" so I decided I'd see it again - off to Jordan Creek to kill some time. I walked by a place that did foot massages - not pedicures - foot massages and I thought I'd treat myself to one. I walk in and specifically ask if I can write a check and was told "yes"...remember this for later. I found out last Sunday when I was online with my bank that my bank card had been compromised and it was immediately cancelled. I've yet to receive the replacement bank card, so I had to write checks all yesterday. I hardly write any checks anymore.
So the guy brings the barrel thing for me to soak my feet and I have to roll my jean legs up past my knees - ok. It wasn't until about five minutes in that I realized I haven't shaved my legs for like two weeks and have some nice trees growing - and this guy is massaging my lower legs too. For just a split second I was a little concerned and then thought that's his tough luck to have to deal with that - I'm really enjoying being pampered. Now when he finished with each foot he started slapping the bottom of them - that was interesting...... After that 30 minute massage I decided to do a 15 minute chair massage. I go to pay - starting to write my check and he says "no, no checks." I look at him and said that I had specifically asked if I could write a check before we started and he had said yes. Nope - cash or bank card. Luckily I had EXACTLY the amount of cash in my wallet to pay for the massages but no tip for him.
I zip down to the movie theater and knew I had a gift card in my wallet with like $17 left on it. The girl swipes the gift card and no balance on it. Ok - I have another bank card tied to a small savings account and gave it to her to swipe - no longer active. I look at her and said, "you don't take checks do you". Nope. Off to Champs restaurant I go saying I have a weird favor to ask. Explain about all my cash going to the massage guy, my bank card compromised and waiting for my new bank card and could I write a check for $20 to get cash to go to the movie. They weren't sure but they would check with their manager. Nope - don't accept checks. I thanked them for checking. Off to Delia's clothing store to repeat the situation. Again - don't acccept checks. I thought out loud with the gal from Delia's, "if I buy a gift card to the mall would they accept it at the movie theater?" She wasn't sure but thought it was worth a try. Off to the information booth I go and explain everything - again. Yes...a mall gift card can be used at the movie theater!!!!!!! I start to write a check for a $20 gift card and was told "they don't accept checks." I just looked at them. So dejectedly I walk back to the movie theater and remembered I had a credit card in my wallet I hadn't used in over two years. I walk back to the girl that had tried to help me about ten minutes earlier and she wanted to know what movie I wanted to see.........I thought, "you just tried to help me ten minutes ago - my hair is wildly crazy and you can't remember what movie I wanted to see?" Yowza. So I calmly said "Olympus Has Fallen please."
So after thoroughly enjoying my movie again I headed to WalMart and then home to get ready for our women's group that was meeting at 6:30 pm. Normally we meet the first Wed of the month one month - the next month the men meet the first Wed - then the next month the women meet, yada yada yada. We had some good fellowship, Casey's pizza (nom nom nom), two testimonies and then a group game. Awesome evening and way to end my unanniversary.
Today was our Sunday to teach Waves and it was "interesting". We learned about Pharoah being mean to the Israelities with making them make bricks without straw, etc. So our first activity was to have the kids make two paper airplanes. None of the kids knew how to make a paper airplane - not even any of the boys. So Miss Roni demonstrated how to make a paper airplane. That was a little too detailed for most of them so basically Mr Jim and I said to fold the paper in half, turn down the two corners and that would be fine. Then we flew the paper airplanes all over. Then instead of giving them the paper - they had to go get their pieces of paper off the floor (like the Israelities getting their own straw for the bricks) but only give them the same amount of time as they had when they made the two planes when the paper was given to them.
Then Mr Jim took the kids to the other end of our area for the next activity - so this is the group below.
Then more paper given out to make their own "brick", imagine a box of Kleenex. One piece of paper was folded into thirds like a letter and we had to cut a hold in the top. The other sheet of paper was folded "the other way - not the way they folded the paper for their airplane" and then cut on the fold. I forgot to tell them to open the paper back up after folding it to cut on the fold but realized this quickly enough. So we were supposed to tape the tri-folded paper and the two half sheets together to make their brick. Then when they had a problem they could write it on paper and place it in their brick. Well Miss Roni kept jabbing her left index finger when she was poking through the paper to make the hole on the top. Finally I realized blood was dripping down my finger and getting onto my left middle finger. Luckily I had a bandaid in my wallet and mentioned I had cut myself - to which I immediately said, "it doesn't matter how old you are, always be careful with scissors" and then mentioned blood was on my middle finger. I was actually pretty proud of myself for thinking of using my injury as an object lesson/safety lesson for the kids. I don't know if any of them caught the "be careful with scissors" speech but they ALL had to see Miss Roni's bloody middle finger. After the kids met up with the older kids for the end time I told Mr Jim that I was sure some lunches would be interesting with the kids saying they made paper airplanes and we saw Miss Roni's bloody finger in Waves. Nothing about Pharoah or Moses or bricks........................ :)
I saw these two pix on Facebook and had to share them on my Facebook wall and in my blog. Makes me want to get another grey........ And see, now that the weather is nicer I do more and have a reason to blog :)
