Buying pants is harder than it should be. Due to sizing differences by manufacturers, and manufacturers that can’t even stay consistent with their own sizing. I can buy the exact same brand and style, and some are right, and others are an inch or more longer in length. I don’t necessarily like for my pants to stack very much on my ankles, and even though I find it annoying when after sitting they are between my leg and the back of my shoe, I think that looks more like correctly fitting jeans when standing. But geez, to buy a pair that fits, it’s almost like you have to try each pair on to make sure instead of just going by the size sticker.
We’re having a Thanksgiving get together at my brother’s house with my Mom’s side of the family in a little bit. Something that’s not happened since we were kids, because of life.
Plot summary: When 3 muppet fans learn that Tex Richman wants to drill under the muppet theater for oil Gary, Mary and Walter set out to find the muppets who have been split up for years Kermit lives in his own mansion depressed in hollywood, Gonzo is a high class plumber at Gonzo’s Royal Flush, [...]
What do people fear most about death? I asked the Reb.
“Fear?” He thought for a moment. “Well, for one thing, what happens next? Where do we go? Is it what we imagined?”
That’s big.
“Yes. But there’s something else.”
What else?
He leaned forward.
“Being forgotten,” he whispered.
Have a Little Faith, Mitch Albom
Chase and I have conversations often, trying to recollect how things used to be. It’s really disheartening when neither of us can remember what Mom used to say for certain times or things. I don’t want to forget any of the small details of the way things used to be or the way things used to happen. That’s a part of who I am, and to forget anything like that is numbing. It actually scares me that as time passes people forget. I don’t want to forget people, and I don’t want to be forgotten when I’m gone. Life’s scary sometimes, ya know?
I’d recommend this book to anyone that wants/needs to read an inspirational piece. It’s the story of the author’s eight year journey, where he presents the lives of two men, both men of faith, but with very different backgrounds and communities. It shows us that we need to slow down and reconnect with the things that are truly important in life, and to have a little faith.
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I’m spending my Saturday raking and mowing up a bazillion leaves in both our yard and my grandma’s.
I learned a few days ago, that a neighbor that I’ve had for my entire life has cancer…again. She had it years ago before I had any idea what the word cancer could really mean for someone. I knew she had it, battled it, and won, and that was the extent of my knowledge about her battle. She’s married, and is a wonderful person, as well as her husband. They’re good people is what we say. This is another instance in which I just want to ask why bad things have to always happen to good people. Of course, that’s a question that we can ask until we’re blue in the face and never get an answer for.
What I’m having a hard time with is what it must be like to be her, or just as much, her husband. See, as scary as learning that you have cancer is, it’s learning that you have a time left to go with it, and her doctors have given her 2 months. I am completely positive that they are both right with God, and perhaps even as scary as it could be for them, maybe knowing in their hearts that they’ll see each other again in Heaven is what will make it easier for them.
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So the boom and shake that I felt at my desk a few hours ago was a micro earthquake 1mi W-NW of Dalton with a magnitude of 2.7 and a depth of 3mi. First earthquake I’ve ever felt I think!
Character is what emerges from all the little things you were too busy to do yesterday, but did anyway.
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