I have a love/hate relationship with ribbon...any ribbon. In the past few days I have seen hundreds of rolls of ribbon. Who needs all that ribbon!!!!! Apparently my mama thought she needed ribbon. She would use it to decorate a gift for someone to decorating her home at Christmas (her favorite holiday).
However, her love of ribbon has been my nemesis. My mama passed away a little over a week ago and all I want to do now is open up her grave and through the hundreds of rolls of ribbon that she hoarded in the casket with her. Every time it seems we have found the last roll another pops up in the strangest place. This is not the legacy I wanted.
Not only are their rolls upon rolls of ribbon there are several tubs of greenery, tulle, and candles. My mother could throw the wedding of a lifetime! To walk into my mothers gorgeous 1800's Victorian home (over 3ooo sq ft) you would never know that she had all this crap. In a smaller home it would fill it up to capacity and then some. So even though my mother would never admit it she was a hoarder.
So I have decided that if you ever receive a gift for me don't look for a ribbon and when Christmas comes...I think you get what I am trying to say.
Monday, September 20, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Mama, Thank You
Friday, September 10th...10 a.m. This is the day we find out that not only the glue that held our family together is gone but also the foundation. My Mama.
We had just spent the Saturday before talking about going to a movie but instead we went grocery shopping. We pulled into Dillon's and she told me to go and gas up my car. I told her I didn't need too I had 3/4 of a tank. She said do it anyway. Mama, thank you for the $8 in gas.
As we went and parked to go into the grocery store she pulled out some money and tried to sneak it into the console of my car. I asked her what she was doing. She said she was taking care of me because she doesn't get to do that too often. Mama, thank you for the $5 to spend on myself.
In the grocery store we were buying items for the Labor Day cookout she was having. We came across Dillon's 10 for $10 items. She made me pick out 10 to take home. Mama, thank you for the $10 in groceries. Todd thanks you too.
$8.00 in gas, $5.00 for anything, $10.00 for groceries...Time with my Mama....priceless.
Mama, you were an amazing woman and I miss you! 
We had just spent the Saturday before talking about going to a movie but instead we went grocery shopping. We pulled into Dillon's and she told me to go and gas up my car. I told her I didn't need too I had 3/4 of a tank. She said do it anyway. Mama, thank you for the $8 in gas.
As we went and parked to go into the grocery store she pulled out some money and tried to sneak it into the console of my car. I asked her what she was doing. She said she was taking care of me because she doesn't get to do that too often. Mama, thank you for the $5 to spend on myself.
In the grocery store we were buying items for the Labor Day cookout she was having. We came across Dillon's 10 for $10 items. She made me pick out 10 to take home. Mama, thank you for the $10 in groceries. Todd thanks you too.
$8.00 in gas, $5.00 for anything, $10.00 for groceries...Time with my Mama....priceless.
Mama, you were an amazing woman and I miss you!
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Back In The Swing of Things
It's been awhile since I've last written anything. School is back in session and I am as busy as ever. 24 new little reasons for me to stay busy. Even my housework is falling behind because all I want to do when I get home is veg out. However, the cutest little boy (not mine) made me laugh the other day and remember why I do this job. Here is the story:
It was during my break when a fellow teacher asked me to assist two of her kindergartners to the nurse. Apparently one of them did not know where the nurse was and the other was his escort. Seeing that only one had the problem I double checked that the other knew how to return to his room.
I started up a conversation with the other child as we meandered up to the nurses office. He told me he loved his teacher and was liking school. When we arrived at the nurse's office we let the nurse know of his situation (he had an accident in his pants). Much to this kindergartners surprise, the nurse replied that she had something he could change into. This cute little kindergartner then exclaimed, "You mean you have extras!"
Behind my hand I snickered. It was so adorable. It takes you back to when you start something new and are surprised at how well a situation can be taken care of. Next I proceeded to take him back to the classroom. He was so happy and it was like it had never happened. By the way he also proceeded to show me everything that was red because he learned about it in class earlier that day.
I am happy to be back in the swing of things.
It was during my break when a fellow teacher asked me to assist two of her kindergartners to the nurse. Apparently one of them did not know where the nurse was and the other was his escort. Seeing that only one had the problem I double checked that the other knew how to return to his room.
I started up a conversation with the other child as we meandered up to the nurses office. He told me he loved his teacher and was liking school. When we arrived at the nurse's office we let the nurse know of his situation (he had an accident in his pants). Much to this kindergartners surprise, the nurse replied that she had something he could change into. This cute little kindergartner then exclaimed, "You mean you have extras!"
Behind my hand I snickered. It was so adorable. It takes you back to when you start something new and are surprised at how well a situation can be taken care of. Next I proceeded to take him back to the classroom. He was so happy and it was like it had never happened. By the way he also proceeded to show me everything that was red because he learned about it in class earlier that day.
I am happy to be back in the swing of things.
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