Hell is just a word.

Did you ever just have one of those days?  Your pants are too tight, you have a pain here, and a pain there.  You can't find anything.  You can't get out of your own way.  You KNOW what I'm talkin' about~!!!!
Nothing goes right, no matter what you do.

Today was MY turn to take my dear Mother to the Salvation Army church services.
And I did.  
I first go to the studio, to fill the pellet stove, and more importantly to feed all the cats.  The inside cats have food in their dish, but the outside cats are not so fortunate.  Other animals, one an opossum, I think.....clean the dish every night, and wreak havoc on the water bowl.  Those cats are happier to see me arrive in the morning than my own four spoiled house cats.

I picked my mother up with plenty of time to spare, and after a short drive, navigated her across an icy driveway.
Now don't think I go to church with her with a bad attitude.  I don't.  I do believe in God.  Very much so.  Only my faith in God got me through some tough times.  But just like in the family of AA and Al Anon, it is the God of MY understanding, and to me, the Bible is just another bunch of stories.   Good stories, some of them, but stories.
But I GET the whole experience, and I often feel good saying thank you.  Gratitude is a good thing to have.
I sing along with the rest of the congregation.  I listen to everything with an open mind, even though I sometimes think they are off the grid.
Now everything was going fine.  I hadn't even taken my knitting out, when my mother dropped her bulletin on the floor.  Much to my horror, she looked down, looked at me, and LOUDLY, because she wears a hearing aid that she never turns up, she said, "Now where the HELL did that go?"

ay yi yi yi yi

My daughter, when I told her about this, said "did everyone look at her?"
Well, I wouldn't know, because I was looking at the floor.  Thank you very much.

Two hours later, no, I am not joking......... I ran into Panera to get her a sandwich to eat before we got to the hairdresser.  When she had finished it, I dropped her off at the door, so I could eat my salad in the car.
With a spoon.  Which I did, without hesitation.
I figured, if my mother swears in church, then by God, I can eat my salad with a spoon.
How's that for reasoning???

By this point, I pretty much figured that I needed to just take the rest of the day off, kick back, put my feet up, say in essence........to hell with it.

So to amuse myself, I took my camera into JCPenney's.  

Money for collection plate
$25.00
Lunch from Panera
$18.83
JCPenney styling salon
$65.00

Realizing that you have more GRAY hair than your 86 year old mother.
Freaking priceless.


Stay tuned.......8pm tonight is the big drawing!!!  You have a few hours left to enter.  You can read about it a few entries back titled February Celebration and a Big Giveaway.
I will post the results here tonight.