Tuesday October 22, 2013 5:15 p.m.
I generally write my blog as if I am recording a diary which someday might be read by a great-great or even greater grandchild. I figure that perhaps future generations of mine will want to know what life, in particular my life, was like way, way back in the 20 teens.
My page views stats support the fact that I do, in fact have readers other than my family. I know this to be true because to the best of my knowledge I have no relatives living in Beijing, France or North Dakota.
In an effort to find out more about the readers of my blog, I am going to try an experiment by occasionally posing a question to you.
Today I would like to know why you got out of bed this morning.
I'll go first.
Since today is Tuesday, it's bowling day for me. I have to be at the allies at 9:15.
So today, my reason for getting out of bed was bowling.
I'm not sure, how much of a "get me out of bed" motivator bowling is for me. It's not the game, really, because I am not that much into bowling. I throw the ball without giving much thought to form. There is no method to my madness. I don't spot the pins or look at the arrows. I just throw the ball in the general direction of the pins. If I can get near the pins and knock down a few, that's a good throw for me.
I would say it's more that I am a terribly responsible person. Or to put it another way, I am a rule follower, not a rule breaker.
So I committed to being a member of a bowling team in a Ladies League which bowls every Tuesday morning at 9:15 from September to May. I mean I didn't sign a contract or anything like that, but I'm expected, to be there, you know and so I am, there that is, at 9:15, every Tuesday, from September to May.
BTW, I bowled a 175 my second game. Not bad for a willy nilly thrower, huh?
What? The first and third game?
Oh, well as the captain of my team said to me after each of those two games "que sera sera". We're pretty laid back on our team.
The Ladies of the Tuesday Morning bowling league, well most of us are a little, okay a lot, past middle age, and sometimes we need a reason to get out of bed.
So, why did you get out of bed this morning?
I got out of bed because I heard a small child calling for me from the next room. Turns out he was trying to be a good boy and use his potty but he got out of his jammie bottoms and diaper, threw his diaper away, and then he peed...on the floor, his jammie bottoms, and his blanket. So, he really did try...just didn't make it. It wasn't exactly what I wanted to wake up to but it was okay.
ReplyDeleteOh Renee Anne,
DeleteThat is a funny and cute story. That is just the way a kid's mind works.
It reminds of the story my daughter told me about my grandson peeing in his dresser drawer. When asked why he did that, he just shrugged his shoulders.
I got out of bed because the cat was punching me in the head as a gentle hint that she wanted to be fed. It happens every morning!! Apart from that I have a squares blanket that I am trying to finish and today is the day I go to a Pilates class.
ReplyDeleteA kitty alarm clock, huh? I wonder what kind of squares blanket you are working on? I have been thinking about yoga or Pilates. Just thinking about it, though, at this point.
DeleteOddly, I overslept today. I usually get up anytime between 3:30 am and 5:30 am. Today at 6:15 am I heard a small voice say "Gran?". It was my grandson, who gets dropped off at 6:00 am everyday as his Mom leaves for work. Either my husband or I drop him off at school later. He is 11 yrs old. His Mom brought him in and realizing we were asleep, told him to wait a bit and wake us. Also, today is my day to travel about 300 miles as I do every other week to see my Mother and assist her in shopping and errands, as she no longer drives. My youngest brother does this same thing on alternate weeks from me.
ReplyDeleteThat's my thing today. My highlight is the grandson. I am so dreading when he no longer needs Gran and Da to fix breakfast and take him to school. Proud Gran. Don't get me started.
It's interesting that you are a caregiver/caretaker for your elderly mother and your young grandson. I think that is probably more and more typical for people of our generation.
ReplyDeleteI'm sure your mother looks forward to your visits. To drive 300 miles, wow. That is remarkable. But it's your mom,
of course you would do that.
And what a great way to start the day, waking up to the small voice of your grandson calling for you. I see the the light in your eyes and the joy in your voice when you "speak" of him.
On Tuesday I got out of bed because I had promised to go over to my sister-in-law's house to help her out. Long story there, but the short version is she has multiple sclerosis and 6 month old twins. And she had a flare up.
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness. You certainly had a good reason to get out of bed. I can’t imagine how challenging it must be for your SIL.
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