Category Archives: Faithful

Something that inspires my faith.

Coupon Love

I was up in the attic looking for something and found this little Valentine’s candy box.

I was fuzzy on why I had held onto an empty candy box, but I knew it must contain something special since there was a little tag on the top of the box labeled “Mom.” It was full of coupons, of the homemade variety, made by Youngest Daughter, for me for Mother’s Day.

Looking at the writing, I’m guessing she was about 10 or so. I love the fact that the coupons never expire. The first coupon cracks me up: “I will let you lay out my clothes.” But there’s a caveat with that coupon. This coupon was only usable for one night.

To this day, Youngest Daughter is still very particular about what she wears and “her style.” Through the years of her growing up, she was very partiular about what she wore. Sometimes when we are shopping I’ll show her a dress or some shoes and generally I get this response: “Not my style.”

Also note the coupon for me to redeem that she would make her own lunches for a week. I don’t think I ever redeemed that one, but I do remember making thousands of lunches through the years. Youngest Daughter didn’t like too much variety in her lunch. PB&J, Doritos and a cheese stick. She would buy milk and ice cream at school.

I remember how tired I got of making lunches. I loved the days that the girls circled on the menu what they liked and would eat in the cafeteria. But those days were few and far between. Today, I would jump at the chance to make their lunches. Interesting how something I once got so tired of doing, today would be an honor. Time changes things like that.

I really like the last coupon. It’s blank. I can write my own coupon. I haven’t redeemed that one yet either. But I think I’m going to do so soon.

 

All welled up!

What is wrong with choking up when you say, read or see something that is emotional? You know the feeling, your heart beats fast and your throat feels like it’s going to close up. You sort of lose your voice and you must look away to gain your composure, hoping the water that has filled your eyes won’t spill over and run down your cheeks.

Wednesday of this week, new Speaker of the House John Boehner choked back tears as he promised “transparency, greater accountability and a renewed focus on the Constitution” during his tenure. A couple of times he choked back tears when talking about his background, growing up in a working class neighborhood in Cincinnati, OH, and living the “American Dream.”

But wouldn’t you know it, a whole host of media folks have poked fun at the new Speaker. The New York Timesheadline is “John Boehner and the Politics of Crying.”   
Yahoo News calls 2011 The Year of the Tear, in its article http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20101231/ap_on_re_us/us_year_of_tears“>”The Weep in Review: American Men Tear Up in 2010.”

Okay so he’s a cryer. Not a bad thing. It shows that he is committed and truly cares. I’m a bit tired of slick, emotionless politicians.

I choke back tears all the time, especially when I’m reading something touching. Last week I was a total bawler reading all the coverage of the TCU Horned Frogs winning the Rose Bowl. Both the LA Times and the Fort Worth Star Telegram provided some outstanding coverage, much of which brought on the waterworks.

When I was a kid, my grandma used to say that she got “all welled up.” You don’t hear that much any more, welled up. Just guessing, does welling up come from back when my grandma got their water from a well? When the tears come, it’s almost like the well within our soul is touched and up comes the bucket full of tears.

Okay enough of that.

Best wishes to the new US Congress and hopes that they can make some real progress.

Simple pleasures are the best

One of my favorite sayings is this: “Simple pleasures are the best.” I mean really, that’s a great statement. So I’m thinking, where did that saying come from? I’ve heard it all my life. It actually came from a commercial I used to watch when I was a kid.

At first I thought it was from a Folgers coffee commercial. But that jingle is “The best part of waking up, is Folgers in your cup…”

So now I’m thinking, was it a Cheerios commercial? No that was “Feeling Groovy.”

So I was forced to Google it. The commercial was Van Camps Pork and Beans. Does anyone even eat Pork and Beans anymore? I used to hate them because there was that little white piece of fat (apparently the pork) floating around, and I was scared to death it would wind up in my mouth and I might gag. The only time I ever buy Pork and Beans is when I make baked beans. The first thing I do is fish out all the little white pieces of fat, then add the brown sugar, ketchup, mustard and worcestershire
sauce, etc.

Okay so I’m off subject. Back to “Simple pleasures are the best.” According to my Google search, the jingle went like this:

Simple pleasures are the best,
All the little things that make you smile and glow,
All the things you know,
Life’s simple pleasures are the best,
Are the best,
In all the world.

And, so you know the tune, here’s the actual commercial from the early 1970s:

Now all that said, aren’t simple pleasures the best? A hand squeeze from your husband in church, an “I Love You” mouthed from your daughter as she’s pulling out of the driveway on her way back to college, a tail wagging dance from your dog as you walk in the door, the smell of a baby, a sip of cold Coca-Cola from a real coke bottle?

What are your simple pleasures?