The Median Sib

Beth at Blue Star Chronicles tagged me with the THREES meme.  So. . . here goes:

Here are Three–

1. –things that scare me:
a. violence
b. anger
c.  liberals (because many of them seriously believe the things they say)

2. –people who make me laugh:
a. RT
b. my two children
c. my group of teacher friends

3. –things I hate the most:
a. clutter
b. dirty kitchens
c. roaches

4. –things I don’t understand:
a. child abuse
b. terrorism
c. most technology

5. –things I’m doing right now:
a.  listening to crickets outside
b.  sitting here hoping my granddaughters in the bed behind me will both go to sleep (one down, one to go)
c. thinking about all I SHOULD do tomorrow that I won’t do

6. –things I want to do before I die:
a. visit Italy
b. finish the house RT and I are building - move in and live happily ever after
c. get skinny

7. –things I can do:
a. teach children to read
b. cook a good meal
c. ride a bike

8. –ways to describe my personality:
a. everyone thinks I’m introverted, but I don’t think I really am. I’m just selective about who I’m extroverted with.
b. introspective
c. funny

9. –things I can’t do:
a. stay in the sun very long
b. get away with anything
c. get caught up with paperwork

10. –things I think you should listen to:
a. gospel music
b. nature
c. the wisdom of people older than yourself

11. –things you should never listen to:
a. negativity
b. liberals
c. most rap and rock music

12. –absolute favorite foods
a. Blue Bell Banana Split ice cream
b. pizza
c. Snickers

13. –things I’d like to learn:
a. how to dance splendidly
b. how to be organized all the time
c. how to stick to a diet without giving in to cravings

14. –beverages I drink regularly:
a. Water
b. diet coke
c. coffee

15. –shows I watched as a kid:
a. The Howdie Doody Show
b. Roy Rogers
c. Bonanza

16. People I’m tagging.
No one because if you want to participate all you have to do is copy the meme and add your own answers. 

I have tremendous sympathy for anyone who loses a child.  It’s a pain of unimaginable proportions.  Unfortunately, it is something that happens every day. 

I admire people like John Walsh, a father who turned his grief over the murder of his young son, Adam, into a decades-long effort to help prevent other parents from going through the same hell.  There is no telling how many children’s lives have been saved because of his work.

Cindy Sheehan, on the other hand, has used her grief to further her own agenda and to work against her own country and against our own soldiers.  Now she has purchased land in Crawford, Texas so she can get more attention.  I wonder when the media will get tired of giving this pitiful excuse of a mother coverage.  Unlike John Walsh who turned his grief to better the world, Cindy has made it more dangerous.  There’s no telling how many of our soldiers - her son’s buddies - have been killed because of her mean-spirited anti-American, terrorist associations.

My two granddaughters will be spending the weekend with RT (no more PawPaw - I’ll call him RT) and me.  It’ll be exhausting, but we’re looking forward to it.  My daughter and her husband are taking off for a much-needed weekend of being together with no friends and no children.

Last night I got an email from my daughter.  Here it is:

Hi Mom,

You will get a kick out of this.  Sweet Stuff was really mad at me earlier because I wouldn’t let them sleep in the playroom.   The rule is on a school night they can’t because they have to get up early.   Anyway she was going on and on and on about it.   At one point I said, “Sweet Stuff, it is my job to make sure that you get a good night’s sleep and aren’t tired the next day - and you will get a better night’s sleep in your room. ”

Sweet Stuff says,  ”No! Your job is to make me happy.” 

I said, “No, my job is to make sure you are healthy and you grow up into a responsible adult.  Part of that is knowing that when someone tells you “No” you don’t keep on and on.”  Probably a little deep but hey.

Then she says, “I can’t wait till tomorrow when Pa Pa and Grandma Carol are the boss of me and you aren’t!  Because they LOVE to make me happy!” 

Mind you after another 30 minutes or so of “you’re so mean to me”  “You don’t ever want me to be happy” “you make me so sad” and even “I’m so over you right now”  (don’t know where she got that one, but it was a little funny).

Anyway, she cried in her room for 30 minutes or so and then emerged wanting me.  Steve was upset because she wouldn’t even talk with him.  He kept saying, “How is it you make her mad and then she still wants you”.  Needless to say she was exhausted and is now asleep in HER Room. 

He he!  She sure has MY number, doesn’t she?