He was the only boy in the house with all of those women. That is why, he never really learned how to share until he had us. We have more practice and it is still hard to share. When they take my last bite of something and I feel that monster rise in myself, I try not to let them see it. I do pray, but that is when I tell them the "whip" stories. I told somebody, last Sunday, If I ever get my hands on that stupid person who gave that man the "whip". I don't know what I will do. I have to forgive and I do, but I will beat him with the whip first and give him a taste of his own medicine. Thank God, that it was an anonymous gift to us. :) I think about my sisters and my family and NY everyday. I do have new friends and work and the children to keep me busy.
I just can't wait to get to Trader Joes and taste that chocolate. MMMMM! Sounds like a new delight to enjoy.
I, finally saw "Runaway Bride" and it was funny to me to see Richard Gere, trying to play a New Yorker. It made me homesick all over again. A New York accent does not a New Yorker make. It is the speed that you walk and talk and think and do. What is the rush? I keep saying to myself. I have now slowed my speed by at least half, just because of proximity and it is awful for my body. I have to turn on MJ.com to set my speed in the morning and get going.
NC is about doing things the right way. Take your time. Look right. Do right. Fill out the complete form. Put everything where it belongs. Do it the right way and whose turn is next. It makes me crazy sometimes. When there was a gas shortage a whileback the lines at the pumps were outrageous there was one way in and one way out and everybody sat on the lines so nicely and nobody honked or got out of place except me. I said let me out of this car. I got out and paid the attendant before it was my turn and somebody thought that I was not moving and went around me and they told us both pumps were working, but they were only serving people on one side of the gas pump. I could have puked. NY is about efficiency. How do we serve the most amount of people in the least amount of time. That is the NY way. I go in and I do what I have to do in the store and go out. Down here the store guy is your neighbor. I didn't know that was you in the store neighbor. That is what I do in the store, I am sorry you were offended. I promise next time I go to the store, I will try to focus and say hi. Maybe when I get my bifocals I will see better to know that my neighbor is in the store. If they are in Em's class and they say Hi Ms. Walker. I try to act appropriately but other than that it is every man for himself in the store. I need a little time in the rat race of the city that never sleeps to appreciate the relaxation that we are enjoying in the beauty of watching the sun and the sky and the cows, etc...
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