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Monday, January 27, 2014

Remember this childhood book?

I always loved it... and thought it would be so true.  Then they came out with version #2:  If you take A Mouse to the Movies.  It was pretty great too.  And then version #3:  If you give a Moose a Muffin.  It just kept getting better! But wait... as an adult, I discovered the ultimate one:

"If you Give a Mom a Muffin"

If you give a mom a muffin,

She’ll want a cup of coffee to go with it.

She’ll pour herself some.

Her three-year-old will come and spill the coffee.

Mom will wipe it up.

Wiping the floor, she will find some dirty socks.

She’ll remember she has to do the laundry.

When she puts the laundry in the washer,

She’ll trip over the shoes and bump into the freezer.

Bumping into the freezer will remind her she has to

plan supper.

She will get out a pound of hamburger.

She’ll look for her cookbook.

(How to Make 101 Things with a Pound of Hamburger)

The cookbook is sitting under a pile of mail.

She will see the phone bill, which is due tomorrow.

She will look for her checkbook.

The checkbook is in her purse,

Which is being dumped out by her two-year-old.

Then she'll smell something funny.

She'll change the two-year-old.

While she is changing her two-year-old, the phone will


Her five-year-old will answer and hang up.

She’ll remember she was supposed to phone a friend

To come over for coffee.

Thinking of coffee will remind her she was going to 

have a cup.

She will pour herself some more.

And chances are,

If she has a cup of coffee,

Her kids will have eaten

the muffin that went with it!

That was the story of my life for many years. Haha! 

Well, I thought I'd gotten over that, but last night, 

I had another new version happen to me.

If You Keep Sleep From a Mom

If you keep sleep from a Mom,

She'll turn over to pet her cat.

When she reaches for the cat,

Her hand will bump the water bottle on her 


She'll realize that she is thirsty.

When she takes a drink of her water,

She'll realize that she forgot to eat dinner and is


Because she is starving, she'll lie there and think 

about food.

That will remind her that she needs to put on 

something for dinner the next night.

Thinking about the next night will remind her that she

needs to finish her laundry.

Once she thinks about laundry,

It reminds her that her sister didn't get a chance to 

use her washer and dryer when she was there.

Thinking about her sister, reminds her of her sister's 

cat that got hurt.

Thinking of that cat reminds her that she was going to

pet her own cat.

She reaches to pet her own cat,

Only to find out that her cat has left the building!

Friday, January 17, 2014


Confession time.  One of my greatest "little" joys in life is finding terrific things along the roadside.  

Now, I'm not talking about old shoes, shirts, hats, pieces of tires or road kill.  But, if that is your thing, then more power to you.

No, I'm talking about some really great things! 
Over the years, I have been known to stop, pretty much any time, any place, and pick something up. 
Don't judge me. I've found some things that would make the best of you jealous. One time, I found $100 bill. No kidding! Just laying there. And yes, it was real money. Super exciting!

Some other finds:  

  • Pet Taxi (brand new)
  • Package of bungee cords (new)
  • Grapes of Wrath novel
  • Vendor bag of bouncy balls (like 500 of them!)
  • Minnow buckets (new)
  • Fishing bells (new)
  • Laptop 
  • Christmas tree
  • Bible (KJV, really nice)
  • Fishing lures (new)
  • Firewood (yes, I'm that person)

See? Some good things! Each and every one of them were worth my short stop.  Okay, well, maybe not the laptop. Dang it. Wade was just too young at that point, or he could have fixed that sucker just like new.  And the Christmas tree? Well, that one was hard earned.  I had to stop every 50 feet or so to pick up branches... all the way home from Sapulpa.  By the time I made it to Drumright, I had every piece except for two that went in the back of the tree. We put it up in the corner, and used it for several years.  Eventually I sold it "as is" in a garage sale for $5.00.

But, sadly, there is always "the one that got away". One night, on the highway going into Stillwater, we passed a money box on the highway.  You know, those metal kind that stores keep money in.  We whipped around super fast to go back and get it, but, alas, a truck had stopped in the middle of the road and was picking it up. Complete bummer. 

So... the moral of this story? People, keep your eyes open. Stop and pick up that stuff. You just never know what you might find!