“Can’t wake up? You’re not alone. Stats show that 40% of people ‘abuse’ the snooze. Typical alarm clocks just don’t work well. Ours never lets you oversleep again. Clocky runs away and hides if you don’t get out of bed. When the alarm sounds, Clocky will wait for you to get up. But if you snooze, Clocky will jump off of your nightstand (from 3 feet), and run around your room, determined to get you up on time. Clocky’s hip, innovative and charming. What could be better to wake up next to?”
Clocky even comes in a girltalk pink (and other colors). It’s a little pricey, but if it helps you (or someone you love who loves to sleep) get up early in 2011, it just might become your favorite purchase of the year.
May God’s grace be yours in abundance this New Year!
We leave you this week with a woman whose age caught up with her. Have a good one! Nicole for the girltalkers
A woman was sitting in the waiting room for her first appointment with a new dentist. She noticed his DDS diploma, which bore his full name. Suddenly, she remembered that a tall, handsome, dark-haired boy with the same name had been in her high school class so many years ago. Could this be the same guy I had a crush on way back then? she wondered.
She quickly discarded any such thought when she met the balding, gray-haired man with the deeply lined face. He’s way too old to have been my classmate, she thought to herself.
Still, after he examined her teeth, she asked, “Did you happen to attend Morgan Park High School?”
“Yes! I’m a Mustang,” he gleamed with pride.
“When did you graduate?” she asked.
“1959,” he replied. “Why do you ask?”
“You were in my class!” she exclaimed.
“Really?” he said, looking at her closely. “What did you teach?”
Our good friend Cindy from PA sent us this cute anecdote.
Have a super weekend, Nicole for my mom and sisters
A mom was concerned about her kindergarten son walking to school. He didn’t want his mother to walk with him. She wanted to give him the feeling that he had some independence but yet know that he was safe. So she had an idea of how to handle it.
She asked a neighbor if she would please follow him to school in the mornings, staying at a distance, so he probably wouldn’t notice her. She said that since she was up early with her toddler anyway, it would be a good way for them to get some exercise as well, so she agreed.
The next school day, the neighbor and her little girl set out following behind Timmy as he walked to school with another neighbor girl he knew. She did this for the whole week. As the two walked and chatted, kicking stones and twigs, Timmy’s little friend noticed the same lady was following them as she seemed to do every day all week.
Finally she said to Timmy, ‘Have you noticed that lady following us to school all week? Do you know her?’ Timmy nonchalantly replied, ‘Yeah, I know who she is.’ The little girl said, ‘Well, who is she?’‘ That’s just Shirley Goodnest,’ Timmy replied, ‘and her daughter Marcy. ’‘Shirley Goodnest? Who is she and why is she following us?’ ‘Well,’ Timmy explained, ‘every night my Mom makes me say the 23rd Psalm with my prayers, ‘cuz she worries about me so much. And in the Psalm, it says, ‘Shirley Goodnest and Marcy shall follow me all the days of my life’, so I guess I’ll just have to get used to it!’
One communion Sunday my 3 boys were getting restless as they waited to be dismissed to their Sunday School. Eventually, one of the rascally 4-year old twins decided to take matters into his own hands. He angrily looked up at us with his arms crossed over his chest and exclaimed: “God said, let my people go!” Thankfully the rest of the congregation was singing a hymn but his dad and I had a good chuckle over that. I suppose he did retain something from family devotions.
At 15 weeks pregnant I’m just beginning to come out of that first trimester yuckiness that plagues so many of us. In order to keep Caly from being afraid over the last couple of months, I have tried to explain to her that Mommy’s throwing-up is a good sign and means that the baby is growing. Well, she thinks that’s great and likes to provide encouragement when I get sick. I can’t say it makes throwing-up any better, but it does make me smile. Later, that is.
Here’s a conversation from the other day:
Me: (throwing up in the bathroom)
Caly (yells from her bedroom): Mom, are you throwing up?
“These people were always finding water all over their pool deck and furniture, every time they came home, after being away for a few hours. They thought the neighbourhood kids were watching for them to leave, and using the pool. However, they could never catch them doing it. So, they set up their video cam and left. This is what they found out…”