Saturday in the Sun

“Here’s to the crazy ones.
The misfits.
The rebels.
The troublemakers.
The round pegs in the square holes.
The ones who see things differently.
They’re not fond of rules.
And they have no respect for the status quo.
You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them.
About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them.
Because they change things.
They push the human race forward.
And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius.
Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.”
― Apple Inc.

    I’ve always loved that quote! If you really think about it, it is those people, for better or worse, who have changed the world. Through invention or a social idea, they are the ones who stand outside of the box and make a difference. I met a lady like that yesterday. Forgive me, I can’t remember her name, but she has all my respect. It’s not because she’s a bus driver (lord knows they are special to begin with). No, this lady has a heart of gold. She drives the fun bus in the summer. The fun bus is a program that gives kids something to do. Most often the kids enrolled are kids that aren’t bad, just need a little inspiration to stay out of trouble. The kind of kids I decided, yesterday I wasn’t going to deal with.

    Talk about making a person feel guilty. She had no idea what had taken place, but the conversation we had stirred me up a bit. I knew I was going to chaperone yesterday. I just didn’t want “those” kids. Part of me was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to keep up with them and the other part saw the look on my daughter’s face when we were asked if we wanted to help out and chaperone them. They are the “popular” group (interesting that none of their parents showed up) an they pretty much don’t feel that the rules apply to them. They are a special group and everyone below them is just trash. So it wasn’t a surprise to the teachers that none of us parents wanted to deal with them. Isn’t that a sad place to be? We didn’t want to deal with them and I can’t imagine being on the other side. Although I doubt they gave any consideration to the situation.

    Any who, the conversation I had with the bus driver was spiritually stirring, but I also felt greedy and quite frankly I didn’t care about those kids. Being honest here. Normally I would have seen it as some sort of lesson to my daughter about swallowing pride and doing something you don’t want to do… but not yesterday. Perhaps the lesson she got is the way you act and talk goes along way. You can be a social imp or you can give respect to your authorities and fellow peers and follow the rules. Both paths have consequences.

    Yesterday was an awesome day for me. I hope my Bear had just as much fun as I did. We got to Elitches at just before 8:00a.m. The kids got their instruments and we marched into the pavilion to warm up. The choir sand first, followed by the band, and then the orchestra played. All three groups got awarded gold for excellence! I can honestly say that the band played the best I’ve heard them all year! What a real treat! After that we marched back to the buses and got into our group. At just after 10:00am we started riding rides.

    Of course, the first one we went on was the Tower of Doom! Someone before us described it as something better than a shot of coffee in the morning… yeah maybe coffee after one hell of a night of drinking. It was one of those rides that goes high up in the air and drops you down fast. I think I’m still peeling my stomach off the walls of my throat. Not barf feeling, but yeah…you just have to try it out. From there we went on the Half Pipe. It looked like a giant half pipe. On the skate board were to sections of seats that spun in a circle as you go up one side of the half pipe and back down. It was a bit comical because just before we got on it, they had to do some tests runs. Perhaps that added a bit more of adrenaline to the ride. We road just about every ride except the Mind Eraser. Not because of fear…but because of the long line. People were saying they were waiting almost an hour in line to ride it. I would say this: DON’T RIDE THE TWISTER! That rollercoaster sucks!! Talk about jerking you around. The cool part was the tunnel, but I think my neck and back hurt from that ride.

    We were a bit smart. As the heat started climbing up, we decided to go on the log ride. This is one where you go down a steep slope and slam into water at the bottom. We were in the very front so, we got SOAKED! It was awesome!! After that, things started to kind of fizzle out. It was 2:30pm in the afternoon and both of us were tired. We had been riding rides for close to five hours. We still had three more hours til we were scheduled to leave. Eventually we found a shaded bench and Amanda snoozed for a bit. I kept getting conflicting information about where we were supposed to meet. One teacher said the busses and another said the Ferris Wheel. We knew we had water at the busses (wasn’t going to pay 4.00 for a bottle of water) so we went to the busses. Which is where I got to talking with our driver.

    The drive home was insane. You’d have thought after getting a full belly some of the kids would have gone to sleep…nope, they were wired to an amp. They weren’t being obnoxious, just surprised that more of them didn’t fall asleep like us. We had to make one little side line stop. One of the dads wasn’t feeling well, so we pulled over. What a good Saturday! Still sad we didn’t win the big huge bear, but this day is filed under my favorites!



Ever Wonder?

“For Attractive lips, speak words of kindness.
For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.
For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.
For beautiful hair, let a child run their fingers through it once a day.
For poise, walk with the knowledge that you never walk alone. 
People, more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed. Remember,
if you ever need a helping hand, you will find one at the end of each of your arms.
As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself and the other for helping others.” 

― Sam Levenson


It’s no secret. The parking lot at my kids’ middle school is….(trying to think of a non explicit word). HUNGER GAMES!! That’s what it’s like!! This morning, with snow and ice, it was unusually worse than the norm. I like to go to the very end of the lot, turn to the left and drop my kids along the sidewalk on that end of the school. Sixth graders line up on that end and Amanda goes straight to band (her first hour class.) SO we do our usual. As they jump out I put my left blinker on telling other drivers I’d like to merge over so you can have my spot and drop your kiddos off. There are three cars ahead of me following this same thing. About five cars drive by us and stop to drop their kids, next to our vehicles. Really? Couldn’t give us three a chance to get out of the way. Well the vehicle in front got tired of waiting so they forced their way over. That leaves me and the car in front of us. Someone decided to pull in front of her….side ways. So now we are trapped unless someone lets me out. At this point my blood starts boiling. Why in the am I so damn nice and let people over? Eventually traffic slows, and we are finally able to get over…. I thought on the way home about how many times I could have jumped in between cars and made someone slam on their brakes or piss someone off. I guess at 7:30 in the morning my mean bone hasn’t woken up and I wasn’t in the mood.

So here’s my question: do you ever wonder if your acts of kindness makes a difference or are all those cute sayings a bunch of bull?


    Sometimes it feels like every step forward is two steps backwards. We are still in the same place. How do we finally start taking two steps forward? I don’t always mind falling back. Gives you something to learn from. If we never messed up or fell on hard times, would we ever know what our full potential was? I like what my oldest daughter said, “Mom, I don’t always have to be first or I’d never have anything to shoot for.” Very wise words from a young heart. I’ve never really wanted to be on top, just in a place in the middle. A place where goodness mattered and your heart was open for all to see. A place where people didn’t take advantage of your goodness or kindness. Instead they passed it on. Now isn’t that a fantasy. I feel like I have a mountain of kindness to share. An overwhelming amount of positive energy. It all came from others who took the time to stop and write a note, email or text to say hey I’m thinking of you. I want to share my good energy with others. But, this dark thought of not wanting to waste it on others who don’t care….. Guess that’s the faith. When you do something kind, you just have to trust that it will touch them in a positive way.

Ok too much deep thought….