Quotable Quotes - The following quote was used in one of the devotions I told you about last week given by Donna Gaines and her daughter, Bethany. I will give you that information one more time in case you haven't been able to get to it yet.
Go to YouTube and type "Donna Gaines Choose Wisely Live Fully" in the Search Box.
There are four 25-minute devotions taught in conversation form by Donna and her daughter, Bethany. I learned something new from each one. They are all excellent, and I highly recommend you take a few minutes during the next four days to listen to each of them.
And this is the Quotable Quote! "I believe that appreciation is a holy thing--that when we look for what's best in a person we happen to be with at the moment, we're doing what God does all the time. So in loving and appreciating our neighbor, we're participating in something sacred.” Fred Rogers
Makes you think, doesn't it?
RANDOMNESS #1 - Grandtot Catch Up - Summer is winding down, so I decided to share a few Summer pics that didn't make the blog before today.
Courtney, Judith, Eden and I found a new ice cream shop in Cullman this Summer called La Michoacanita Ice Cream. It's colorful and delicious...
And all homemade.
It's one of my new favorite places.
On one of her first trips to the Zoo, Little Miss ME was bright-eyed and interested.
Not mesmerized, but most definitely interested!
Eden and the 4th of July celebration went well together this year. I think she is just normally predisposed to loving holidays of all kinds.
It's in her genes!
RT learned how to relax in a tube ALMOST the same size as the pool.
I think I was born relaxed, but it takes RT a little time to decompress...
And when he does, he does it extremely well.
RANDOMNESS #2 - My 59th Birthday - I'm not sure if you caught it on CNN or Fox News, but I turned 59 this past week.
Other than being a major shock to the system, it was overall an okay event.
Since we had a Trolls' party the first part of the Summer and watched the new movie on our TV...
And Roxie and some of the other girls did the Troll Hair Thang...
I decided to have a Scooby Doo party around my birthday.
Dinner was served in light blue dog food bowls.
And Scooby Snacks (Cinnamon Graham Cracker flavored dog biscuits) were all the rage.
And just so you know, Salvatore's Spaghetti and Meatballs was our "dog food" of choice.
We ended up not watching the newest Scooby Doo movie (a little bit too old and a little bit too long for some of us), so we picked a couple of the OLD shows.
We chose two with the least scary "monsters," and Judith and RT hung in there while all of the grown-ups sang the theme song at the top of our lungs...
Because that is what old people do!
We ended the evening with a walk in the neighborhood in our pajamas.
NOTE FROM ENCHANTING BELINDA - No one would wait while I changed into my PJs, so I guess we all know what I'm wearing to our next event!
RANDOMNESS #3 - WHEN YOU FALL IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET LEAVING CHURCH BECAUSE YOU WALK UP INTO YOUR FLOWY PANTS LEG... A SAD, TRUE STORY - I bet I know what you're thinking.
Did she fall again?
No. No, she did not!
This happened over two years ago, but now my life is divided into two parts...
BF (Before the Fall) and AF (After the Fall).
In other words, the story bears repeating. (At least it does in my mind.)
You've heard the Bible verse, "Pride goeth before a fall," haven't you?
Well, if you were one of about a hundred or more people in the parking lot of Gardendale's First Baptist Church between the first and second service, I kinda supplied the visual for the verse...
If you know what I mean...
And I think you do.
Something you may or may not know about me... I am not necessarily a vain person. I mean, I have my good hair days and my bad hair days. I have outfits that look better on me than others. I try to look presentable and wear lipstick on more days than not.
I am, after all, a Southern girl born and raised, but all in all, I don't over-obsess when it comes to appearance.
In other words, I didn't think I was very prideful about my looks.
Until Sunday...
Because Sunday I wore my navy blue patterned flowy pants, my off-white silk flowy top and my big ol' navy blue and rhinestone studded necklace.
Also, my hair was exceptionally big and coiffed.
Remember when Justin Timberlake said he was "bringing sexy back?"
Well, I am single-handedly "bringing big hair back."
I am not ashamed to admit I liked the 80s. I thrived in the 80s. I miss the 80s.
When big hair comes back, I am going to start bringing back the enormous shoulder pads...
And I'm starting a petition to get Designing Women on Netflix for the next generation of Southern women to watch and learn.
All of the above being said and recorded for posterity, I may or may not have looked at myself in the full-length bathroom mirror of Gardendale's First Baptist Church second floor bathroom after Sunday School and thought to myself, "Looking good, Enchanting! Looking good!" before meeting Mikie in the hallway and heading to our seats for the first service.
Yes. I know. Very, very prideful.
Not only was it a good service, but The Chick arrived home Saturday afternoon and was sitting with us, so I was feeling especially happy and bouncy.
In hindsight, I now know I was feeling much too bouncy, because in the parking lot of the church, crossing the street to get to my car, my right toe/shoe caught in the leg of my flowy pants.
I lurched forward, but caught myself. Mistakenly thinking I had gotten my toe/shoe OUT of the flowy pants, I took another little hop/step to make up for the slight trip/stumble.
The only thing worse than tripping/stumbling in the middle of the street in the church parking lot AND catching yourself, would have to be tripping/stumbling in the middle of the street in the church parking lot AND realizing you didn't catch yourself, but instead walked up your flowy pants leg two more steps...
And then falling in front of the cars coming to and leaving church (completely stopping traffic in two lanes) on your hands and knees.
And if that wasn't enough of a humiliation (and I'm assuming it wasn't enough because it just gets worse from here), I rolled over onto my back with my hands and legs up in the air...
And I rocked back and forth very turtle-like until Mikie put his hands under my arms and HOISTED me to my feet.
There was nothing left to do except dust myself off and do the princess wave to all of the cars who were patiently waiting to park and/or leave the parking lot.
I did not limp to the car. I needed to limp, but I refused. When I see that in writing, I immediately start thinking to myself, "That was pretty prideful, too, wasn't it? Why not just admit one toe, two knees, my right wrist and elbow and the top of my left wrist were all scraped and bleeding? Not profusely bleeding you understand, but bleeding just the same."
Hmmm.
That's a question for the therapist if I've ever heard one. I'll need to write that down in my handy-dandy notebook.
There isn't much left to say except if and when I wear flowy pants again, I will probably hold them up in front (not unlike a wedding dress) while walking to and from church or up and down steps.
Also, I seriously doubt if I will ever look in the full-length bathroom mirror of Gardendale's First Baptist Church second floor bathroom ever again.
Nor will I utter, "Looking good, Enchanting! Looking good!"
Mentally or verbally.
Heavy, heavy sigh.
I will end this little tale with two final words...
LESSON LEARNED!
I hope you and yours have a very productive, blessed week. That is most definitely the plan around here.
Take care.
Sincerely,
The Enchanting Belinda
I wanted to go jogging, but Psalm 28:1 says, "The wicked run when no one is chasing them."
So there's that...
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