One...VOTE
There
are so many important issues being debated during this election on
the national and state levels. Carefully consider the issues in the
light of your beliefs. Pray, pray and pray some more. Then, vote.
After
you vote, please keep praying for our country, for our leaders and
for ourselves. We certainly need to exercise our right to vote and
to be politically active. We are responsible to use all the weapons
at our disposal. Even more, we need to continually lift our elected
leaders up in prayer. Prayer is the most powerful weapon we have.
God knows who and what we need far more than we do.
Two...On
a lighter note, we've watched so many black and white movies the last
few days that when a classic color movie came on tonight, Boo was
amazed. He'd forgotten that movies came in color too. He was quite
taken by this “new” invention and kept exclaiming, “Isn't it
wonderful what they can do now?”
When
I called my mother tonight, Boo had to tell her about color movies.
Mother was amazed, “You get black and white shows?” It seems she
wants to watch the old Perry Mason shows. Guess what I'm going to
try to find for her for Christmas? That and find someone to connect
her DVD player so that she can watch them. I certainly don't know
how.
Three...Tonight
I pulled out some glass Christmas balls to decorate. As usual Boo
had to handle everything. I did caution him about the balls, but
he's usually very gentle. Not tonight. Boo picked up a glass ball
in each hand and squeezed before I could do anything. Two broken
balls...which is fine. Two scratched palms...not so fine. After
carefully cleaning his hands and pouring peroxide on them to bubble
out any slivers of glass, I put antibiotic ointment on them and
wrapped them in gauze.
As
soon as we went back to the bedroom, he picked up another ball. That
one I was able to retrieve without further mishap. Guess who won't
be using glass balls this year? Instead I'll pull out fabric and
crocheted ornaments. I can't remember what we have now. Oh well...
Four...Last
night Boo dictated a list of things for which he's thankful. Among
the expected items, he threw in a few surprises. He's thankful for
the fuzzy bath mat because it feels good under his feet. He's
thankful for being able to count so that he can find his way around
the house. (A technique he was taught when his vision began to
fail.) He's also thankful for plastic (no idea why), for mushrooms
and for neighbors who are quiet (in our neighborhood that would be
everyone.)
Five...While
praying the rosary this week, Boo has been specifically praying for
one person with each Hail Mary. That was entirely his idea. He
thoroughly enjoys it and is usually able to pray two decades at once
instead of one. At home Communion this week, he caught everyone off
guard doing this at the point where we usually pray a Hail Mary. He
almost shouted the name of the person he wanted to pray for
particularly...which brought everything to a complete halt until I
could explain what he'd begun to do. I'm so glad the Eucharistic
minister is so flexible and has a strong heart.
Six...We
are out of oatmeal. To you, this might not be a disaster. To Boo,
it certainly is. Oatmeal is his comfort food. Tonight when he
wanted oatmeal for a bedtime snack, I realized that we were
completely out. How did I manage to miss that? He ate some whole
wheat bread that we made last night with peanut butter and jelly.
Boo was not a happy camper. Tomorrow, I'll buy oatmeal---three large
canisters instead of two. Of course, as soon as I stock up, he'll be
interested in something else.
Seven...I
cut Boo's hair this week and did a reasonably passable job. For
those who don't know, hair cutting in any form is not
my talent.
When my daughter was in grade school, I decided to save money and
trim her bangs. Do you remember the super short bangs that were
popular in the 1950's? Well, that's how hers looked when I finally
finished. Totally not the look I intended nor the one she wanted. I
think that was the first time I “ruined her life.”
Boo
has refused to go to the barber shop or beauty shop to have his hair
cut. He's terrified of strange people with scissors. He doesn't
like the bright lights. The sound of clippers scares him. And
leaving home for such an unnecessary task is unthinkable. So, I
finally watched some You Tube videos and did it myself. I just can't
imagine Boo in a ponytail and we were rapidly reaching that point.
Bonus:
Let's
remember all those who have been affected by Hurricane Sandy on the
east coast.
Blessings and love to you and Boo.
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