Sunday, March 1, 2009

Live like nobody is looking

I was playing "beat the clock" yesterday morning at JoAnn's Fabric. I'd dropped the kids off at Religious Education (we called it CCD in my day.) I lost track of time while I was in the store, it was snowing, the roads were rotten and I only had six minuets to get to church which was twelve minuets away. I was standing in line counting my fat quarters. Out loud. The lady in front of me turned around and said "six, seven, eight.... Sorry I just had to." I can appreciate humor. I laughed and said "Oh, I'm sorry you don't need to listen to the clutter in my head." She then said something to me that was very profound the second she said it "Eh, don't worry about it, you need to live like nobody is looking." I just stared at her and absorbed what she was saying, she then went on to say "Would I be standing here in my pajamas if I didn't?" I told her I didn't even notice...she said "That's because you were paying attention to what was important to you." We then chatted while we waited in line. I told her how I was late picking up my kids and she said "Didn't you ever wait out in the snow?" I said yes I did. I then shared it was not my worry about them waiting in the snow. My worry was people thinking 'rotten mother, was late picking her kids up.' She laughed and said "I told you don't worry about those people who you think are looking at you."

I got in the car and called my older sister who I knew would be picking up her kids at church too. I asked her to tell my kids to sit tight at church, that I would be there as soon as I could. She told me she would take them home for me. She then went on to tell me how much she loved me. Now to the untrained ear it would sound kinda crude and morbid, but knowing my sister as I do, she was outright professing her love for me by saying to me "I'll take them home, if you get killed on the road trying to get there I will be stuck raising three more kids." Thank you sissa .

Here are the fat quarters I got at the fabric store. My neice asked me if I would make her a quilt for her 13th birthday. Ask and you shall recieve. Only don't expect it on time. I'm about three quilts behind!

Off to live life like nobody's looking! You do the same.

The House of Mouse

I knew I had a picture of the boy looking in "the rathole" from a couple years ago. Here it is: