OMG! I wasn't even ready to see or hear this! So, I am sitting in my pedicure chair @Walmart today, enjoying this week's National Enquirer...(yes, I read it every week)..........any way, all of a sudden I hear this blood curdling scream from what looks to be a little boy around two or two & a half years old, @a check out register. His big sister (around 10) is trying to calm him down, and being very patient with him. THEN appears his Mother, breaking her concentration from the 'check out person'. She stops everything in progress to bend over, point her finger in his face, & exclaim LOUDLY ...'Jason, are you making GOOD CHOICES right now? Jason does not respond. 'JASON, ARE YOU MAKING GOOD CHOICES RIGHT NOW...........LOOK @ ME, JASON.' His big sister is totally humiliated & only looks at the floor. Jason never responds, & the mother gives up the confrontation. I wanted to jump out of my chair and knock Big Mama to the ground, but she was bigger than me.
What the Hell.............he is two!!!!......are you making good choices? I just do not understand parenting these days. Who is the one NOT making good choices here?
They wheeled away with mama still screaming @the child. Mama, are YOU making good choices today? No, you, my dear, are an idiot!
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
Getting Lauren's Homework
Lauren has been sick most of the week with Swine Flu. I took her to the Doctor Tuesday morning. She is almost healed today (Friday), however, she has a lot of homework to complete.
Ring, Ring,......'.hello'......'taotao, can you go by the school & pick up my homework assignments'? 'sure' (this is @1:30) I have tile cleaning people in my house, & I have to pick Rileigh Shea up from pre-school by 2:30. I decide to leave immediately because the tile people don't want me walking around on their work. I leave the house around 1:45, get within 3 miles of her school & come to a complete stop on hiway 62 (close to 'downtown Newcastle, America') I sit there & I sit there. I decide to get off the street & find another route........what in the hell is going on here? My other route is not a good idea either............OMG!, they are having a parade or something.............yes, it is Homecoming, or something like that. So, OK, I can't reach the school, so I will just pick up Rileigh Shea early, so I do that, then back to the Middle School. By this time the parade is over, the traffic is flowing & I'm good to go. I arrive @the middle school, go inside with Rileigh in tow. 'Hi, I'm Lauren Martin's Grandmother & have come to pick up her homework'. The lady hands over several sheets of paper & says 'here you go'. Then I ask her 'are there any workbooks?' 'Oh, maybe, do you know her locker #? 'No' says I. 'Well, here is her #, take a left from here, and another left at the end of the hall & go all the way down the hall to the left, it's #3013.' So me & miss Rileigh Shea head out. After what seems like a 1/2 mile hike, we find the locker, & what a mess it is. I start digging thru books, & don't know which ones to grab, so I take most of them. Rileigh Shea is not feeling well & is cranky, my back hurts as I try to load about 80# of books in my arms & try to make it back to the car. I'm complaining about my back, & Rileigh starts to cry because 'you back hurts, taotao.' She is a very sensitive child, so I try to convince her that my back Does Not Hurt. OMG, Just get to the car! She cry's most of the way home because she is feeling sorry for me and my hurt back!.............we arrive & I ask Lauren why she has so many duplicate books............no answer that makes any sense to me, but I know one thing for sure, if she plans on returning all these books, she will have to do it 2 or 3 @a time on the school bus, or have her mother deliver them in person..............there is NO WAY she can carry them in one trip!
Ring, Ring,......'.hello'......'taotao, can you go by the school & pick up my homework assignments'? 'sure' (this is @1:30) I have tile cleaning people in my house, & I have to pick Rileigh Shea up from pre-school by 2:30. I decide to leave immediately because the tile people don't want me walking around on their work. I leave the house around 1:45, get within 3 miles of her school & come to a complete stop on hiway 62 (close to 'downtown Newcastle, America') I sit there & I sit there. I decide to get off the street & find another route........what in the hell is going on here? My other route is not a good idea either............OMG!, they are having a parade or something.............yes, it is Homecoming, or something like that. So, OK, I can't reach the school, so I will just pick up Rileigh Shea early, so I do that, then back to the Middle School. By this time the parade is over, the traffic is flowing & I'm good to go. I arrive @the middle school, go inside with Rileigh in tow. 'Hi, I'm Lauren Martin's Grandmother & have come to pick up her homework'. The lady hands over several sheets of paper & says 'here you go'. Then I ask her 'are there any workbooks?' 'Oh, maybe, do you know her locker #? 'No' says I. 'Well, here is her #, take a left from here, and another left at the end of the hall & go all the way down the hall to the left, it's #3013.' So me & miss Rileigh Shea head out. After what seems like a 1/2 mile hike, we find the locker, & what a mess it is. I start digging thru books, & don't know which ones to grab, so I take most of them. Rileigh Shea is not feeling well & is cranky, my back hurts as I try to load about 80# of books in my arms & try to make it back to the car. I'm complaining about my back, & Rileigh starts to cry because 'you back hurts, taotao.' She is a very sensitive child, so I try to convince her that my back Does Not Hurt. OMG, Just get to the car! She cry's most of the way home because she is feeling sorry for me and my hurt back!.............we arrive & I ask Lauren why she has so many duplicate books............no answer that makes any sense to me, but I know one thing for sure, if she plans on returning all these books, she will have to do it 2 or 3 @a time on the school bus, or have her mother deliver them in person..............there is NO WAY she can carry them in one trip!
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Ever Crack Yourself Up?
I crack myself up all the time............guess it's my own self humor & I love it. I just sent a tweet to my grand nephew who is very educated & has his own sense of humor. I'm sure he thinks I'm the biggest DORK, ever, but I don't care. In the tweet I sent him, I was trying to explain something to him & could not spell the word, so, I just picked out another word from the dictionary that made no sense whatsoever. :-)...............I laughed outloud!
SWINE FLU
My 14 yr old grand daughter, Lauren, has just been diagnosed with swine flu.....quite scary!, especially with a 3 yr. old sister. Two days have gone by and Rileigh Shea (3 yr. old) seems to be okay. Lauren is much better today & I am thankful. I am only recording this because of being gratefull & the history of it is quite new to all of us.
Monday, September 21, 2009
IS IT ME, OR ARE OTHERS AMAZED AS WELL?
I am continually amazed at present day education. What has happened to 'reading, writing, arithmetic,.......and, spelling? Especially with cashiers around twenty something. For instance, if my bill comes to $16.28 & I hand over $20.03, it throws the cashier into a tizzy if a calculator is not at hand. They are completely bumfuzzled & can't make change.
Last week I decided to open a checking account at a local bank because I bank @a federal credit union out of state. Having a local account keeps me from going to the ATM when I need to pay for service rendered locally. As I sit down to open the account, the bank employee gets off to a fumbling start, because she doesn't remember the password to open the computer. 'Excuse me, I'll be right back' she says as she leaves her desk to get the information. She returns and we continue with our paperwork. 'I'd also like to rent a safety deposit box while I'm here'......'Um, okay, I'll have to get Jennifer to help you with that'. 'OK, that's fine, are you in training'? I ask her. 'Oh no, I've been here quite a while, I just haven't done the safety deposit box deal yet'. We continue on & I pick out my style of checks, & endorse the check I'm using as my initial deposit. She continues to have problems with the information she is entering into the computer. Twenty minutes go by & she is delighted with herself. 'Okay, Ms. King, I think we are finished with opening your account' she says as she slides the check register towards me. 'Um, could you fill this out for me, my husband handles our money, & I've never filled one of these check book thingy's out before'.........true story. Guess I'll just keep a minimal amount of monies in that bank. I'm sure that I could get a job there if I ever need to go back to work!
Last week I decided to open a checking account at a local bank because I bank @a federal credit union out of state. Having a local account keeps me from going to the ATM when I need to pay for service rendered locally. As I sit down to open the account, the bank employee gets off to a fumbling start, because she doesn't remember the password to open the computer. 'Excuse me, I'll be right back' she says as she leaves her desk to get the information. She returns and we continue with our paperwork. 'I'd also like to rent a safety deposit box while I'm here'......'Um, okay, I'll have to get Jennifer to help you with that'. 'OK, that's fine, are you in training'? I ask her. 'Oh no, I've been here quite a while, I just haven't done the safety deposit box deal yet'. We continue on & I pick out my style of checks, & endorse the check I'm using as my initial deposit. She continues to have problems with the information she is entering into the computer. Twenty minutes go by & she is delighted with herself. 'Okay, Ms. King, I think we are finished with opening your account' she says as she slides the check register towards me. 'Um, could you fill this out for me, my husband handles our money, & I've never filled one of these check book thingy's out before'.........true story. Guess I'll just keep a minimal amount of monies in that bank. I'm sure that I could get a job there if I ever need to go back to work!
Saturday, August 8, 2009
BEEN RE-READING OLD POST'S
Remember the post called 'Address Book Found' Well, it was never 'lost'. Vicki had taken it for addresses to invite people to my birthday party. She was amazed that I was looking for it the day after she took it. She never realized that I use it almost daily!
See, how our habits change as we grow older? She NEVER looks at her address book daily. OH WELL!
See, how our habits change as we grow older? She NEVER looks at her address book daily. OH WELL!
GERALD KING'S OBITUARY
Gerald Elvis King 10/22/36-08/02/09 A graveside Funeral Service for Gerald Elvis King, 72, of Oklahoma City, Oklahoma was held in the Oak Park cemetery, Chandler, Oklahoma @2:00 Saturday, August 08, 2009. Mr. King passed away Sunday morning, August 02, 2009 at the VA Hospital in Oklahoma City, following a bout with cancer. Gerald was born on 10/22/36 at Chandler, Lincoln County, Oklahoma, to Herman Elvis & Fannie Lois (Taylor) King. After graduation from Farmington High School, Farmington, N.M. in 1955, he attended the University of Oklahoma for two years. He returned to Farmington, New Mexico and was employed by El Paso Natural Gas Company until he enlisted into The United States Army in 1959. He was transferred to a NIKE HERCULES MISSAL RANGE in Gary, Indiana. July 6, 1960, he married Frances Stallman, formerly of Reliance, South Dakota & Farmington, New Mexico @his parents home in Seminole, Oklahoma. Gerald & Fran were the parents of one child, Vicki Lyn King. Gerald was honorably discharged from the Army in 1962, re-locating to Oklahoma City, Oklahoma. He & Fran divorced in 1977. They remained friends throughout Gerald's life. She became his caregiver during the last three years of his life. Gerald worked on cross country pipeline construction from 1965 thru 1972, returned to OKC to open & operate a Skelly Service Station on East Reno until 1978. At this time he became a Real Estate Broker, owned & operated KING/MIZE Realtors until his retirement in 1997. After retirement, Gerald dabbled in antique sales, and classic automobiles. Both were a passion of his most of his adult life. Grateful for sharing his life are his daughter, Vicki King Martin, and his ex-wife Fran King. He is preceded in death by his Father, Herman Elvis King, His Mother, Fannie Lois King, & one sister; Mary Louise Kiker. He is survived by his daughter Vicki & her husband, John Martin. Three granddaughters; Brittany Nicole Martin, (Jeff Wells); Lauren Taylor Martin; & Rileigh Shea Martin; One great granddaughter, Sara Presley Wells, all of the Oklahoma City area. He is also survived by one sister; Janice Carol King Holland of Chandler, Oklahoma; and his ex-wife, Fran King of Newcastle, Oklahoma. |
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)