back by popular demand....
Ok, so not really popular demand, but at least one person did request another go round. Sorry to all my faithful fan(s) out there. My grandmother died a few weeks back, and I had to go to TN. I have now made three trips to TN in the last 6 weeks, and I have found myself worn out. I have also been reminded how extremely strange my family is. Now I know to those who have read my few blogs, that will seem very odd. For me to say that I have a strange family will be a stretch for most of you to imagine. I mean, I am often told how very normal I am (just don't ask my husband or any other people that know me). But verily, it is true that I came from a family of nuts.
As an example I will site the conversation at the viewing. Before I tell you what we talked about, while people came to view the body of my departed Grandmother, I must ask that you not think we are callous, or unfeeling. We loved Mama (though she was a bit on the crazy side herself, but those stories are for another day). My siblings and I have been confronted with death from a very young age. I, being the youngest of four, was not yet two when our father died. Since then, we have often used humor in the face of grief. In fact, we use humor in the face of everything. That is just who we are. We also believe strongly that death is not the end, and that if our loved ones have trusted in Christ, then we will see them again. This causes us to be able to see past the funeral home, and gives us reason to smile.
So anyway, back to the story. Here we are, sitting in the funeral home, and what subject should come up but the bowel habits of our children!
That is right! I did not type that incorrectly. You did not read that wrong! My brother began telling us about how his daughter exclaims aobut what is coming out. If it is large, she declares it to be the father. If it is small it is a baby, etc. My other brother then had to tell how his son was sitting on the toilet one day when Timothy arrived home. The door was wide open, so he said to his son, "So you dropping off some friends?" Elisha laughed and said he was, then proclaimed, "But one of them won't get out of the truck!" Of course, my son did a pretty good one too, but it was after I came back, so I did not get to share it with my siblings, so I will share it with you. (I know that you are waiting on the edge of your seat, for if you are still reading, you may well be the kind of person that has a few stories of your own.)
Ok, so my 3 year old is having some issues with going stinky in the potty, and I have allowed him to put on a pull up to stinky (trying to get him in the habit of knowing when it is coming.) He also has an issue with swallowing chewing gum. Anyway, the other day I was changing him, and the smell of mint mixxed with the not so fresh odor of the pull up. So I told him that I could smell the gum he had been swallowing, and he smiled up at me and said, "I swallow my gum so that my hiney will have minty fresh breath." Well, what can you say to that?
OH, I think I am supposed to be writing about my weight loss journey. To be honest, it is rather a stand still. I have journeyed no where. My new day has turned into the same old days. But tomorrow I shall try again.
I will try to write a better blog in the coming days. I returned only yesterday from my final trip to TN (for a little while anyway), and I did not get much sleep last night. I think this blog will be testimony to that fact.
Anyway, have a good evening/morning/day. I will be back, so be ready!