I know I’ve been a bad blogger this past week. I’ve allowed a whole 7 days to go by without a single post. Thanks for keeping the hate mail to a minimum. It is much appreciated.
It’s been a busy _________ (insert month here).
There may be some new readers this week to my blog once Christmas letters arrive. Welcome to the site of my ramblings about nothing in particular. Something I do rather well. Make yourself at home around here and feel free to leave a comment and let me know you stopped by.
I’ve been introduced to Harry Potter. Grady was really wanting to see this movie on the big screen so we went Friday night to see it. I’ve never read a book or seen a movie but I really enjoyed it. I find myself being sucked into the Potter-phenomenon. Well, maybe not as much as some but I do plan to watch the movies at some point and maybe read the books . . . although I have a pile of 8 or 10 other books waiting to be read. I kind of book hop sometimes. Just one more confirmation of my commitment phobia perhaps. 😉
Anyway – I highly recommend Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. And now I rest a little easier knowing I’m not as Potter-ignorant as I once was and if Potter should ever come up at parties or dinners, I shall be able to participate rather than stare blankly as I normally do.
Last night at church was our preschool and children’s choir performances. They are so cute. Cutest moments were obviously with the little preschoolers and all their antics. Sticking fingers and hands where they shouldn’t be; standing up, sitting down, standing up, sitting down; waving and saying "HI" to grandparents and parents during their performance; watching several 4 year olds sing the word "possibilities" – that is about too cute. All that cuteness made me miss my nephew who I hadn’t seen in over a week so I went by my sister’s house afterwards to play with Blake before his bed time. Let me tell you – he is a cutie-patootie in his little red sleeper pjs. And occassionally you can get him to this point where is is giggling hard – I mean, hard like he can’t breathe and it is the funniest. Being the great aunt I am, I quickly got him there after I arrived and he fell down twice because he was laughing so hard. (don’t worry – he wasn’t hurt) But it was the cutest. Trust me.
My jeep is in the shop today getting fixed up from several things. Poor girl. In regards to the new vehicle, I think I’m starting to lean strongly towards another SUV. I just don’t have a clue past that.
Joke from a friend:
A minister decided to do something a little different one Sunday morning. He said "Today, I am going to say a single word and you are going to help me preach. Whatever single word I say, I want you to sing whatever hymn that comes to your mind.
The pastor shouted "CROSS". Immediately the congregation started singing in unison, "The Old Rugged Cross".
The pastor hollered out "GRACE". The congregation began to sing "Amazing Grace".
The pastor said "POWER". The congregation sang "There is Power in the Blood".
The pastor said "SEX". The congregation fell into total silence. Everyone was in shock. They all nervously began to look around at each other afraid to say anything.
Then way from the back of the church, a little old 87 year old grandmother stood up and began to sing "Precious Memories".
Peace – Melissa