Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Random Gratefulness

As my regular readers know, yesterday was one of those "bleah" days where you wake up with a gray rain cloud above your head, and it follows you all day.  Except in my case, I have my very own ray of sunshine, who chased that gray cloud away.   Yes, my dearest bloggy friend, Andrea, from over at Maybe It's Just Me, is one the most awesome people I know. She brightens everything, and is funny and witty, and I adore her!  I've never even seen her in person, but I know that we would be up to cookie-related shenanigans if we did.  Andrea not only sent me a very cheerful email on Sunday, she sent me what was probably the very best care package somebody like me could receive.  It was chock full of my favorite candy!!!  That's right--Twizzlers, Almond Joys, Bit O'Honey, to name a few.  Even gummi bears, the Haribo ones, that I always eat after separating them by color.  I was already feeling more cheerful after her email, but that package in the mail just blew right through my little rain cloud, and I am actually giggling over which piece of candy to eat first!  And when I say giggle, I don't mean in a Renfield-sort of way--it's true happiness.  Go visit Andrea and you will see what a wonderful person she is.  Thank you, Andrea!






This gentleman's name, on the back of his jersey, is SPAZ.  He and his teammates were playing Larry and his team in the adult soccer league.  I happened to be sitting on the orange team's side of the field, not to be disloyal, but because that side of the field has a tree big enough to sit under.  But if I hadn't sat underneath that tree, I would have missed seeing Mr. Spaz, and I would not have had a little laugh to myself.  You see, I just like saying the word.  The way the lips purse together right before you spit it out always strikes me as funny.  So thank you, Mr. Spaz.  (Oh and Larry's team pulled together to finish the game with a draw 3-3.)


On Saturday night, I heard what sounded like running water.  I made a circuit of the house, checking faucets and toilets, and the outside hoses.  Everything was off.  I said something to Larry about it, and he didn't hear what I heard, so we went to bed.  In the morning, when we stepped outside to get into our car, we found that our front yard had become lakefront property!  Turns out that we sprang a leak somewhere underneath the grass.  I was grouchy about this, since I knew that we would be seeing a water bill of epic proportions in our future, not to mention the cost of fixing the leak. My dream of doing my Christmas shopping early was looking impossible.  And then...Larry's mom knew a guy.  (Larry's mom is a talker, she is very friendly, and she just knows lots of people.)   This particular guy is a plumber, and long story short, he came over today while we were at work and fixed everything.  Thank you, Mr. Plumber, and thank you, Larry's mom. 

Last week, when I went to pay my bills online, I could not log in to the bill pay site. I knew that I had the correct password, because I have it written down in a secret spot in case I forget. I thought that perhaps I hit the wrong key or something. I tried so many times that I got locked out!  Because I was tired, I perhaps got a little hysterical, thinking that my long run of paying my bills on time was history.  I called the bank and told them my tale of woe, and the guy asked for my account number, and my address, and my date of birth, and the name of my first born son.  Then he asked me for my secret word.  Secret word?  Yes, he said.  The secret word.  The one that you entered when  you first joined the bill pay site.  There was a secret word?  I said this in disbelief, because I joined this bill pay site almost ten years ago.  I've slept since then.  And they tell you never to write stuff down because someone could break into your house and then they learn that your password is 'Rosebud' and it's all over.  I was about to get hysterical again, when the bank person took pity on me and told me that he would reset my password and send me the code to log in.  Thank you, bank person, for taking pity on my poor memory skills.  I feel much better when my bills are paid, even if it means that my balance lowers.

And I am so very grateful to Stacy over at Stacy Uncorked, because she is always cheerful and sunny and she can change topics at the drop of a dime.  Plus she has wine, which always makes life a little  smoother around the edges. Go visit her!


Stacy

10 comments:

  1. Wow! You HAVE had a busy week! Lucky Mr Spaz was there to lighten the load. But I do have one question - does 'Spaz' mean the same thing up there as it does down here????

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    1. I think it is a universal definition, and I wonder how that name was bestowed upon him.

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    2. Haha! And why he chooses to wear it proudly ...

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  2. Just wanted to let you know I nominated you for the Leibster Blog Award! You can find the details here! http://takeitlikeamommy.blogspot.com/2012/10/mia-but-still-here.html
    ~Jessica

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  3. My secret word is the same as my pin code. I always use letters so it's not an issue. Now... I can remember that today, but when I really need it... no way in Hell I'll remember. :)

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    1. I hate that the older I get, the more passwords and account numbers and dates I'm supposed to remember! There should be a limit!

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  4. I always love coming over here because you always make me laugh, giggle and smile! And you made me blush by your sweet words, too. ;)

    I was having a Déjà vu moment reading about you getting locked out of your online paying site - the hubby and I had that same exact scenario recently with our water company recently - talk about frustrating! Glad they took pity on you and got you all squared away. :)

    Isn't Andrea awesome?! She's so sweet and thoughtful!

    Oh no!! About the whole lake-in-you-front-yard mode - so glad Larry's mom knew 'a guy' who was able to fix it for you. I don't envy your upcoming water bill!

    Too funny about that player named Spaz! I totally would have taken a picture, too. And giggled. :)


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    1. I am glad that I am not the only one who can't remember the secret word! I thought it was just me...

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  5. hee hee hee...spaz - so 1980's! Glad things are looking up...even from under the pond! Let me tell you that the Bit O Honey had me in a panic as I was striking out looking for the old school packaging. Then some friends reminded me that the grocery store had them in bulk food...yay! Your Haribo bears now have me hooked on the Haribo berries! :) Thanks for the shout out, but you were really too kind and now I might disappoint folks!

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