My rant, a blessing in disguise…

Hey Y’all!

I missed a couple of days on my blog.  I had this wonderful rant to explode on you.  It consisted of my trip to the grocery store Sunday, where I spent a fun hour among many other weekend shoppers.  The particular grocery we like to go to is 17 miles away from where we live.  I could have gone to the one that is 3 miles away, but they do not offer fresh fish there.  So, I was willing to endure the long lines, the ‘no-parking-spots, the trying to find the one missing ingredient that you search all thirteen isles for, the maneuvering down and around the kiddie baskets and elderly parked in the middle of the isles…. yada, yada,  yada. ( This is normal, of course, and does not pertain to my rant.)

Well my husband and I had a big hankering for fresh salmon smoked in our smoker at home on our day off.  YUM.  So off to the store, I went. We had other items as well, so it was not a single item journey.  I got a fantastic piece of  1 1/2 lb. of fresh red salmon cut and wrapped from the meat market, as well as a basket full of other items.  I check out, walk to the car, load up the sacks, and get home 20 minutes later.   My husband was through with the mowing and helped me unload the sacks.

Twenty minutes after putting up everything, I ask him where the salmon was.  He didn’t know.  He thought I put it up.


Yeah, it did not take long to figure out I had paid for $20 worth of salmon, that did NOT make it to our car!  Some lucky customer behind me in line got a fantastic free (but expensive surprise “treat’ in their sacks when they got home.)  LUCKY THEM!  My husband gets on the phone.  They are obviously so busy making horrendous mistakes for each customer that there’s no time to answer the phone, or maybe they KNOW it might be an angry or frustrated customer.  After redialing  7 times( we counted), he got a manager on the line .

“Yes, sir, we’re very sorry.  Come back and we’ll refund you the original price and you can pick out some more salmon on us.”  Our ruffled feathers were soothed and soon unruffled.  Except I had to spend another 40 minute round trip to obtain our Sunday dinner, which of course I did.  What a great day spent!

::sigh::  It was really great salmon, though.  This happened on Sunday and this blog post was going to REALLY  be a forceful rant, but I missed my posting time, because of breaking news…

The Moore, Oklahoma tornado disaster hit on Monday.  I have five words…it put things into perspective.

You see the words about my trip to the grocery store above^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^just disregard them.  How unimportant that is now.  How narcissistic, selfish and unbelievably UNIMPORTANT in view of tragedy that happens daily all over the world, but really hits hard when it hits so close to home.  My husband and I have 24 close and distant relatives that escaped the squall line of that storm system. But does that even matter that it would be our relatives? Even that is a selfish statement, even though I am so very grateful no relative was hurt.  So many others were.  It was so very tragic whether we personally had relatives in the area or not. How very thankful, blessed, humble and heartsick I feel in a matter of 24 hours later (post grocery store incident)  The children lost makes me so very sad in my soul.  Being a grandma I can not even begin to feel the devastation and heartache the many families are going through.

So, Ronda, you “fidiot”, time to be humbled, and properly chastised!…Ronda, you ungrateful grocery witch, be thankful you have a family to buy for, a home to cook a meal in, a grocery store standing to buy it in, a car to drive, clothes hanging in a closet still, and loved ones that are alive and well on this wonderful ball we call earth.  Grab your children, y’all.   Hug and kiss them.  Call a loved one you haven’t seen in a while because you’re too busy.  Kiss and hug your spouse. Visit a neighbor or an old folks home, whatever!   Just do it.  Make a pledge to the Salvation Army or disaster relief.  Don’t let the whirlwind we call life take away perspective on life.

I have only one thing left to say,  I wish I could redo Sunday… I would gladly give the person behind me a pay-it-forward surprise in their sack.  Or maybe I’d just keep driving beyond the 40 miles extra I grudgingly drove, beyond the state line and personally hand deliver groceries over to a family in Moore Oklahoma.

Hindsight is perspective’s keeper.  We would do well to remember it.


My Super Fantastic Awesome Week

Banana on Pancake

Banana on Pancake (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

A basset hound.

A basset hound. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Okay, so I’m having a super fantastic wonderful time babysitting my super fantastic awesome Austin Grandsons (ages 3,6,8) for a week.  Naturally, I came prepared and armed with my laptop (for me), my ipad pre-loaded with star wars angry bird app, the avengers app, and the Farfaria children’s book app for them to play with in the car on the way to the park, the zoo, etc.

Imagine my surprise when I got up one morning, sipping on coffee, checking g+, FB, and my other social media on my phone when I noticed I had a circled friend ask what ws up because he was un-circled.


After further investigation, every app on my phone had been opened.  That’s when I discovered I had stayed logged in to my g+ and twitter accounts the day before, which is not unusual when it’s just me!


Well, the three amigos had been playing around, taking pictures, opening up phone booth, generally being silly the night before.  I laughed right along with the harmlessness.  It was great fun.


So far, I have discovered only two people that were un-circled.  If you find that you were un-circled, by ‘ass’ident, could you give me a shout?  I am so sorry for the actions of my sweet angelic super fantastic awesome high-tech grandsons!

UNBELIEVABLE!  (Can’t help but laugh, though, right?)






Update on super-fantastic babysitting-the-high-tech-grandson’s adventure…


Monday morning comes in like a hurricane.  I’m up and running at 6:00, got breakfast started pancakes and bacon (cuz I’m an awesome Grandma like that), got the munchkins up and started their showers.  Ran back downstairs;   bacon was done, and started pouring up the pancakes on the grill.  Soon a heaping pile of pancakes and bacon was ready.  I head back upstairs to get the three amigos dressed and groomed.

We all came downstairs ready to scarf up the breakfast.  Lucy, the basset hound, had helped herself to breakfast.  That’s right, eight pancakes, and six slices of bacon.

1,2,3,4…it helped to count as I got the cereal and milk out.

Okay, everyone’s fed, dressed, lunches packed.  We head out the door.  Lucy, who I have figured out by now does not know she’s a dog, ran out too.

I discovered two things very quickly:

1) Did you know that in spite of very short legs, basset hounds can run very fast quickly and long distances?

2) Pretty sure I can no longer run a block and at least suck it in and look like I’m in shape!


Thank you, by the way, to the neighbor who helped out rounding up Lucy back into the house.  I dropped off the super fantastic kiddos at their super fantastic school, and was greeted back at the house by two stopped-up kitchen sinks regurgitating spaghetti from last night’s supper.  Great, just great.  Was I going to have to wash dishes in the upstairs bathtub?  Nope!

:::sighing::: Note to self

1)Call the plumber.

2)Have first cup of much needed coffee.






Okay, road trip home today.  It’s been an exhausting, but FUN week with my super-fantastic awesome Grandsons.  I even started liking Lucy… a little.

We painted, built pipe-cleaner monsters, made a birdhouse complete with birdseed, read many books, played many games, (giggled at grammy’s lack of hand to eye coordination for playing Nintendo and xbox), raced trucks that were bee-utifully hand painted and sticker(ed), ate lotsa pizza, watched magic rocks grow, tried to make the zoo ( but traffic and GPS foul-up resulted in going to the store for a toy instead), watched every episode of Spongebob and Bubble Guppies, played outside, played catch with every ball ever created, and made cookies!

Well, let’s just say I was suppose to leave for home today.  Instead fate stepped in and decided I needed to have the stomach and intestinal “going-at-both-ends” flu!  One too many kisses and bottled water shared, as two of the boys got it, as well.  Trip home was postponed three days.

Whew, finally feeling better.  Exhausted, but in a good way, because I got to be with my super-fantastic awesome Grandsons.  I could have done without the flu…and maybe Lucy.  Not really, Lucy’s alright for a dog.  I am a cat person, so… yeah.

Finally leaving for home.  What in the world will I do with myself without three munchkins keeping me so busy?


Maybe I’ll just write.


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Books vs. Nooks?

My husband and I were having a discussion about a segment on the local news last night.  A local school was doing away with books and furnishing ipads as a “much more cost effective and expanded learning option”.  Hmm…

Don’t get me wrong, I love my ipad, iphone, laptop and the ease of which they have made life. And I’m certainly not bashing nooks, kindles, or any other device.  I am just looping them all together in this blog in the title.  But as a die hard babyboomer, I can’t help but think of the literary work by Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451 (of which I was made to read in high school when there was only the BOOK to read).  All of you remember it, I’m sure.  451 is temperature of which paper catches fire, and the complete annihilation of books by a fictional dystopian government.

The change on google plus today created a multitude of pro/con comments.  And I don’t remember the executives of google plus taking a worldwide poll asking anyone about the change.  They just did it.  Well, of course they did.  It’s their right as legal owners to do so.


What if, through no ones fault, the cyberworld as we know it, should shut down?  Rendered helpless say by the environment in some way like an ozone issue, allowing all kinds of sun thingies through the atmosphere?  Or a meteor crash.  Or a breakdown in the harmful’ radiation waves’. I know, I know, my mind tends to lean to the fantastical!  I’m not a scientist, obviously, but you know what I mean.  A complete meltdown/shutdown of communication, learning, banking, you name it would come to a stand still.  We would be handcuffed by our own technology.

Which brings me back to the discussion my husband and I had of no more books in school.  Is it just me, or does this seems horribly wrong?  What happened to the smell of the books in the library, the feel of the pages being turned, the reading of the written word of an amazing author creating important imagery for the mind in storytelling?  The sensory connection while physically turning a page, smelling the oldness or newness of paper instead of tapping an LCD screen seems incomparable.  Especially since, a book can remain in your possession until YOU decide to throw it out, or give it away, or dispose of it, not someone else’s decision to.

We take tapping the ‘save button’ for granted and we really have no say over it or not do we?  One day a few month’s ago, my iphone which was 3 years old at the time, just completely shut itself down, off, blacked out, nada, zilch, no mas.  I took it in and the company I bought it through were stumped as well. Of course I could send it off and pay boo-koos of moolah to have it restored, and even then wasn’t guaranteed to be 100% restored.  There was no amount of hooking it up and charging it for days to bring it back to life, it was dead.  I ended up upgrading, of course.

I would have been blued, screwed, and tattooed had it not been for my ipad and the icloud. My hundreds of pictures, and books, and music, and contact data would have been nevermore except that technology did save the day for me.

But, just what if one day we, as in the whole world, all wake up to black screens instead of just changed ones? [insert the twilight zone’s do doo do doo]…

Just my thoughts for the day.

Would you like to “supersize” that order, ma’am?

Welp, it’s official.  I am now a blogger.  It is kind of liberating, but overwhelming as well.  Do I want to add this widget or that widget?  Huh?  I am still trying to figure out my profile and adding links!

Well, the old adage’ give me an “E” for effort’ will apply here for sure!

So, I’m just wondering, is more gadgets, I mean widgets necessarily better?  Is MORE always better?  I suppose it is if you are really well schooled in the ever-changing world of newest and greatest high technology, which I am clearly not.

So at the moment, it feels a little like I have gorged on a ‘real meal deal’, and asked to have it super-sized!  I will have to put myself on a strict diet the rest of the week just for a fifteen minute slice of ‘preservative’ heaven/hell.

I think I will start out small with the widget thing, then go from there as my understanding of this weird wonderful cyber world becomes more familiar to me.

Maybe I should pick up “Blogging for Dummies” when I pick up “Social Media for Dummies”, “Windows 8 for Dummies” and “So-you-think-you-can-Write for Dummies”…

Sighing… tomorrow is another day.