I awoke this morning to a blessed sound - rain, coming down in buckets. We have not had hardly any rain in weeks. My roses and hydrangeas are loving it. My Halloween decorations survived - they were a bit under shelter but not real sturdy.
It's been an uneventful day.
I had to go to Kroger and pick up a prescription I had forgotten about yesterday, and I dashed in the new AJWright to see what they had in the way of pants for Michael. To my shock, they had skinny jeans, size 29 waist. That's his size - and Levi's no less, for less than $20. I was delighted. Michael was thrilled - he has been wanting some skinny jeans. He looks so cute in them
Michael still resents having to wear his glasses all the time. He keeps taking them off. I emailed all his teachers today and said PLEASE fuss if you see him not wearing his glasses. His eyes have got to adjust. I told them to email me if he isn't wearing his glasses. Well wouldn't you know it, he got in the car after school saying he had accidentally poked himself in the eye with a pencil today! "Uh huh," I nodded, "That was God's way of saying you should've been wearing your glasses, Dude!"
I made a batch of brownies this afternoon to share with the neighbors. I didn't realize we were low on white sugar, so I substituted some brown sugar. Strangely enough, the brownies were not as flavorful as usual. However, Michael told Mother, when she asked him if he thought they were ok - "Yes, Granny, even when they don't turn out perfectly, Mom's brownies are way better than anyone else's!" Way to go, kiddo!
PRAYER NEEDS
I've been in contact with Alesia, and I have some reason to be cautiously optimistic that she is getting her act together. Please pray, though. She still has a lot of growing up to do.
My friend Cindy B lost her dad last night. I just sat and cried when I read that. I never met him, but Cindy's wonderful blog made me feel as if I knew him.
Got to thinking about my dad, who was also born in 1930. Here he is with his two brothers. Dad, on the right, was the "short" one - at 6'0. I like to think they are all up in heaven, having a beer and telling stories...
