Musings from Being in my Car 8+ Hours!

Okay, I know this is random, but I had some thoughts to share from being in my car a lot today. Just things that flew through the old brain, for your complete amusement:

GRITS - I like that. I am a girl raised in the South, and I kinda like the sound of "GRITS." It's first off, pretty yummy as a dish, so that is a plus. It also sounds like: "Don't mess with this group of gals cause we are tough." (Gritting your teeth.) Which made me think of my grandpa and how he used to say that during the Depression, they ate Poke and Grit for dinner: "Poke your feet under the table and grit your teeth." All and all, GRITS resurfaced a few times on the road.

If Twitter has "Tweet-ups," then what does Facebook have? Face-offs? Face-to-Faces? Face in your Space? I mean, is there a term?

I saw a huge 18 wheeler with JESUS written as big as the surface on the trailer area. So, what was that 18 wheeler transporting? You have to wonder.

You know you have a great Dad if he makes a bunch of extra pancakes and freezes them for you.

You know you have a cool family, when everyone actually sings "Happy Birthday" to you on a voicemail...with one family member singing: "Happy Birthday to you, I live in a zoo. I live with four monkeys, and I might be one too." That is just awesome!

You cannot lose your spunk, no matter HOW bad your day is if you have an extremely high ponytail. Can't be done.

If you are working with a group of people, and suddenly everyone glazes over...order pizza. Works like a charm. I have seen the magic of hot pizza work many a time in my day.

You can really depend on the "kindness of strangers" sometimes. People are not all bad. You just have to really go with your gut here. Eyes are the windows to someone's soul. You have to search there first, and then, form your gut feeling.

If you are going to wear go-go boots most days, be prepared to ruin your tights. They get caught in the zipper a lot.

Oh, and if you listen to an 80s station long enough, you are going to hear that song "I want my MTV." It's the most dreadful thing when it comes on.

Finally, as I was driving home, I passed a sign that this church in Sulphur put up. I'll leave you with this: "You can't change the past, but don't ruin the present by worrying about the future." Sound advice.

:)