Saturday, June 13, 2009
We often pass around clothes at our church, if something doesn't fit quite right, or our kiddos outgrow and outfit. Another family in the church can often use the "new" items.
So, we were at the water fountain at church, and my friend asked me, "Do you wear a size 8?". Instantly after her question, my head tilted up and a small, involuntary "HA!HA!" type of sound came from my lips.
Now, this is what gets me~why didn't my friend think I was laughing at a silly joke I had heard earlier? Why didn't she think I was remembering something cute one of my kids did?
After the sound came from my mouth, my friend immediately said, "I mean, in shoes!"
Unbelievable! Here, I felt very complimented, and then she just had to bring me back to reality! Thanks a lot, Sis!
So what is someone going to say to me next? "You look like you are 20!" And when I am so elated that I feel the urge to hug them, will they say something like, "Oh, I meant in DOG YEARS!"??? Or, "Have you been dieting? I mean, on brownie sundaes or something?"
Well, I guess I'll just have to keep going to the gym. Sigh.
Maybe the next time if someone asks me if I'm a size 8, I'll be able to smile and say, "Why, yes I am-in dress size or shoes?".
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
When I met Dan, it didn't take long for me to see how good looking, funny, and happy-go-lucky he was. He was also a hard worker, responsible and sincere. But Dan kept one secret concealed from me for several years-the man can DANCE!!! And this is how I found out...
Since we heated our home with wood, there were a few times a bee or other stinging bug would end up in the house. Amber got stung 2 or 3 times-fortunately this was not usually the case. Along with the occasional bee, we also had the common problem of ladybugs once a year, when they would hatch, I guess.
I used to wear my shoes in the house quite a bit. Static electricity came about once in a while, and everything I touched left a shock.
These are very important points to my story! Keep reading for the actual story now....
Dan came in the kitchen one afternoon, and told me he thought he had a bee in his shirt. He had a couple of layers on, and was trying to be careful to get them off without getting stung. I, the loving and caring wife that I am, walked across to him with my shoes on, and reached out to help.
When I touched his shirt while wearing my shoes, I shocked him by accident.
And this is when I learned he could dance!
Upon the accidental shock, Dan's back arched, and he proclaimed, "It's a bee!". I then watched him dance around the kitchen-it's AMAZING what one will do to avoid pain! He thought he'd already been stung once, and by golly, he wasn't going to get stung again!
He knows more moves than Pee Wee Herman! John Travolta, move over!!! Fred Astaire, you've got nothing on my man!
I, the loving and caring wife that I am, felt terrible for shocking him! I kept saying, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!", but it was betwixt my uncontrollable laughter, so was barely audible. I was trying to let him know that I shocked him, and that it was not a bee stinging him.
Well, there was no bee after all, and that moment in time is gone. But it is was too good to leave in the past-I can still reminisce!
So! Any of you ever wonder if your spouse can dance? Here is a sure way to find out! Just put your smooth soled shoes on while you walk around looking for a ladybug, and you may want to grab some popcorn and a chair too! And then let the entertainment begin!