Things I found..PLUS...visual aides

I'm very intrigued because I found this unidentified object on the floor in the hallway. It's very hard plastic and has a hole in it lengthwise, all the way to the center on either side, but not all the way through. Nobody in the house recognizes it or claims it. I don't really think it was planted by aliens for purposes of spying, and I don't think it has any value....I think it's possibly just a piece of trash. But, for some reason, I can't bring myself to throw it away. It's driving me nuts.



I also found THIS thing. Only THIS thing was outside. I knew IMMEDIATELY what it was and it was NOT mine so I told it to go away.
I found this bag of homegrown tomatoes and peppers on my mama's kitchen counter. They are now on MY kitchen counter. Look at those little yellow ones...those are my favorite.


I found these impatiens at a local flower seller. She didn't take debit cards and I didn't have any cash with me. She told me to take them and pay her back another time. I couldn't believe it. Do people DO that anymore? It felt a lot like stealing but she was so insistent. Since I had already stolen my mama's tomatoes, I figured I was already in trouble so I took her up on her offer. I'm leaving to pay her now, but...


....I need to find some money first.

I just got a call...

My children left this afternoon to go to Waterville in Gulf Shores, AL with the youth group at church. Litkia is new to the group and Pateriko is an old hand. They both seemed pretty excited when I dropped them off, though. My instructions were that they were to be picked up at 9:30 this evening, but at about 7:30, I got a phone call. It was Pateriko saying that they left earlier than they planned and that I should come get him NOW. I said...."NOW? As in right this second?" He said yes, they were on their way and almost home. I told him no problem, and hung up. Then the phone rang again. This time it was Litkia. "Hey mama! We left early, so come get us at 8:15!" I said "8:15? But Pateriko said to come right now!" "No, they said come at 8:15, here's Pateriko..." She hands the phone to Pateriko but for some reason, the call ends before he gets on the line. At this point, I have no idea which one to believe. All I know is that I'm not going over there and sitting in that parking lot for 45 minutes. The phone rings again. It was Pateriko, again. "Sorry for hanging up on you mama, I didn't know you were still on the phone." "That's okay, but Litkia said to come at 8:15. That's 45 minutes from now! Where are you?" Suffice it to say he has no idea where he is and neither do any of the other teen-type people on the van. I'm not going up there until 8:15 and I'd like to see somebody try to make me. I'm almost thinking that life was easier when I was growing up and you couldn't call your mama until you got home because there was no such thing as a cell phone. It never hurt us to sit and wait for our parents to come pick us up. My kids are spoiled. I should make them sit there and suffer for 8 whole minutes (which is about how long it will take for me to get there from my driveway). Then when I pick them up I'll tell them about how things used to be when I was kid and bore them out of their minds with my stories of the horrors of having to pick up the phone with NO IDEA who might be on the other end because caller ID was a thing of the future or how if you wanted to call your friend you had to stick your finger in a hole and DIAL the number, and if it was a number with lots of 7's, 8's, 9's or 0's, you could be an old person by the time you got done. They just don't know how good they have it.