Woe Resolved

There are a few hand driers that

will accept my hands and work

for me – but not all.

 

Two weeks ago Richard and I decided to cut

our entertainment services. 

With one company we were offered a

second line to accompany the mobile

phone that I already have. 

Richard decided to pay off my phone and

upgraded his phone plan with the carrier that I am

using but they would not accept his phone. 

They have different styles to choose from. 

One was a flip phone option. 

Seriously.  That was not an option when I

first opened my account – and

the prices were lower for the plan that

Richard wants than when I had opened. 

 

It is less than his current plan with

a different carrier.

Thus we decided to add him to my plan and since

they have flip phones available, I decided

that I would go back to a flip phone and

Richard decided that he would use

 my brick touch screen.

 

My phone came a week ago today. 

We talked to a wonderful representative

living in Florida. 

My phone was up and running –

well, for four hours anyway.

Sadly our carrier was experiencing

problems before we could successfully

transfer Richard’s cell number from his old

phone to my brick. 

We were told to call back in

three hours.  I was certain we would not

get that awesome worker we had

previously talked to. 

 

Our next call was with someone in

North or South Carolina.

She did not seem to have as much experience

as the first. 

Earlier that morning we had called on

Richard’s phone to set up my phone. 

We used my brand new phone to talk to

the customer service rep in Carolina and

were cut off before the transaction was

complete.  That isn’t good.  We did not have

service on either of our provided carrier phones. 

 

I did have a temporary number that had been

set up by our carrier. 

We used that and talked to another rep who

had loads of experience and talked with

authority and admitted that someone had

messed up. 

Evidently Richard’s number had been placed

 on both the flip phone and the brick. 

The issue with his phone and number was

resolved by the end of the night.

 I had a temporary number up until yesterday. 

Nice to finally have my old number back.

 

I do not like the orbic phone nearly as much as

the three featured red ones that can be found on

yesterday’s post.

Why can’t I go back to my

Easyfone as I liked it best?

  Better than the orbic.

Electronics Don't Know My Hands

 

I don't know if there is enough

blood in my hands or

whatever it is that the 

i phones or electronic sinks or

touch screens sense from the

human touch - but I don't seem

to have it and so get frustrated

with devices not recognizing my touch.

I went back to a flip phone. 

It isn’t red but it does

fit in my pocket. 

I no longer have to have

a special wallet in order to

tote my brick phone.

I’ve had flip phones before but this

will take some adjusting.

I will no longer be able to “talk”

my messages or use a keyboard but

have to do one letter at a time by

pressing a number several times. 

Texting has never been my

favorite thing – especially

group texts but it is fine.  I

don’t need it.  

I need the phone

to be a phone.

That is all.

Follow up to this post tomorrow 

I hope

Medication

 

Come back little pill

The larger pills come out

maybe one or two at a time

but not seven, not 18

You always roll around and

one or six will manage to

escape as I am trying to

put you back and at least

one of you will fall to the

floor and laugh at me

thinking you have made a

triumphant escape

Truth be known

I don’t even wish to take you

I understand your

wanting to hide  

Planting a Garden

    Friends of Myrtle Creek has introduced an activity for the community to be more involved in plant growth.  Our first introduction started last month.  Each attendee was given seeds to plant in containers.  We brought home peppers, tomatoes and salad mix.  We planted in Costco Muffin containers and transferred the seedling into larger pots.  After we had finished Ally expressed interest that she would like to plant also.  And thus we planted more seeds.  When they sprout we will let her help transfer.

It is the first documented activity that Ally and I have been engaged in 
 

It Still Makes Me Smile

                As I was walking Bonnie around the neighborhood I smiled as I thought of a time when Richard, Jaime and I were all walking with Bonnie.  I thought I had posted this when it initially happened but can’t seem to find it.  Funniest thing – in my mind anyway.

         Children and animals seem to be drawn to Richard.  The chickens would flock around him and follow him.  So as we had started our walk at least seven chickens joined us.  All seven made it to the corner where we crossed the street. A couple of them decided to turn the corner rather than cross the street.  Two more decided to turn back toward our house.  But three continued to follow – at least for a bit. 

         I don’t know if anyone had even noticed us.  Can you imagine?  Seeing three people out walking their dog and having two or three chickens trailing behind them?  It amuses me each time I think about it. 

Sunday Visits

                I have been listening to/watching next week’s “Don’t Miss This” and have been awed with the segment which compares Sabbath to Christmas and wrote down my notes to love Sabbath as much as the Christmas holiday (holi taken from holy) and replicate the reasons we gather.

          I remember going to visit my grandma every Sunday afternoon – or just about every Sunday afternoon.  Sometimes we would meet up as a family (her three children plus their children) and she would treat us all to some expensive eating place.  I have fond memories of those Sundays.  I really did look forward to visiting with family.   

getting ready to drive downtown to Grandma's house

with my cousins and Grandma and Aunt

one of the dinners 

          We haven’t established any Sunday traditions in Oregon – though Jai and I had started with watching a “Come Follow Me” You Tube video the minute we returned home.  Richard had always stayed behind doing clerical stuff though did join us on occasion.  I don’t know why we got out of the habit, but I found myself watching videos and prolonging the studies on my own. 

Jaime and I have always enjoyed taking walks – but not just Sundays.  Richard will walk around the block and call it good.  I need more.  Especially when there is so much nature to look at.  Sunday drives have also become a thing of the past – though I had tried when I was driving.  Sunday drives should be relaxing which became a thing of the past – at least in the Salt Lake area.  Don’t know if Richard will go for that one either – though Sunday driving would offer more relaxation in Douglas county than Salt Lake.

My Sunday rituals are very different from my family’s.  But so have the last few Christmases.  I suppose some traditions have to be altered in order to keep the reasons to look forward.  I would like to look forward to the Sabbath in a positive way each week.

5 Important Lessons

 A thought received in my email over 20 years ago.  Exists on many other websites but unknown is the original source. 

A PENCIL MAKER TOLD THE PENCIL 5 IMPORTANT LESSONS JUST BEFORE PUTTING IT IN THE BOX :
 
 
1.) EVERYTHING YOU DO WILL ALWAYS LEAVE A MARK.
 
2.) YOU CAN ALWAYS CORRECT THE MISTAKES YOU MAKE.
 
3.) WHAT IS IMPORTANT IS WHAT IS INSIDE OF YOU.
 
4.) IN LIFE, YOU WILL UNDERGO PAINFUL SHARPENINGS,
    WHICH WILL ONLY MAKE YOU BETTER.
 
5.) TO BE THE BEST PENCIL, YOU MUST ALLOW YOURSELF 
    TO BE HELD AND GUIDED BY THE HAND THAT HOLDS YOU.

 

We all need to be constantly sharpened. This parable may encourage you to know that you are a special person, with unique God-given talents and abilities.  Only you can fulfill the purpose which you were born to accomplish. Never allow yourself to get discouraged and think that your life is insignificant and cannot be changed and, like the pencil, always remember that the most important part of who you are, is what's inside of you.