My day hasn't started out well. I'm late with my blog post because I didn't check my calendar to see it was my turn. I hate when I do "stoopid" things like that. I don't mean to imply that I think our lovely YOG blog readers are anxiously pacing, waiting for Ledbetter's pearls of wisdom to arrive on their computer monitors; it just makes me aggravated at myself for the screw-up. But after a few seconds, I can smile and laugh at my foibles. We're all human. "Things" happen to our plans from time to time. No big deal.
*Deep breath* Okay, I'm better now. I've been thinking a lot about being thankful for the little things, and have written on that subject before. Today I'm grateful for friends who care about me...who make a long long long distance phone call to make sure I'm okay, since I'm not usually late with posting. *Waving to Kat!* I'm oh-so-glad Mom had a really good night last night and that we've visited, laughed and talked together. After she wakes from her nap, we will make a banana pudding together for my cutie patootie godson.
Yes, I'm grateful for the ordinariness of days and for the most extraordinary and exquisite awareness that my days could be dull and routine and lacking any excitement. Even the sort that makes you fly to the computer to write a late blog post. LOL.
All is well. All is as it should be. Now...back to that banana pudding recipe. May your days be filled with calm during storms, serenity in the face of bad "stuff," and thankfulness for whatever comes your way.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
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*waving back* and I sure wish I had some of that nanner puddin' - been forever since I had nanner puddin' ...dang!
mmmm.... banana pudding. do you have any vanilla wafers to go with that?
hooray for little things!
(and for naps.)
The little things do mean a great big whole lot. I enjoyed this, though I am not a fan of anything banana!
*Waving back to my goils, whether or not they like nanners.* ;)
Banana pudding without vanilla wafers is like wearing someone else's shoes. It just does not feel right.
If we start keeping track of little things, we are going to be too busy to get anything done.
Oren
Not enough can be made of the ordinariness of days.
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