Supermans Cape
When growing up I loved to watch Clark Kent turn into Superman. He was a shy, normal, everyday guy until he put on that cape and the superman clothes. Then he’d step out of the telephone booth as a new man- bold, certain, and… well …Superman! The clothes gave him cover to become someone he could not be otherwise. He was proud and confident when clothed in garments that made him a new person.
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Decisions, Decisions
What should I fix for supper? Where should I shop for new shoes? Who should I ask to help me with that project? When should I take vacation this year? Do any of you wish for a decision-free day? Just one! Then you wouldn't have this conversation:
Cheese Curls
When I got married, I tried so hard to shop for the groceries my husband enjoys. But there was one particular item that I didn't get right until twenty years into my marriage. Russ likes the puffed cheese curls, but I have an aversion for them. When I was a kid I had the mumps, and that was one food I tried to eat that really made me sick. So I never ate them again. And I never bought them for Russ because I felt it was wasteful to purchase something only one of us would enjoy. Instead I purchased chips we both liked. Over the years, there have been a few times I have tried the crunchy cheese curls at sandwich shops, and I liked them! Not Russ—he hated them. So our dilemma continued. Now this line of reasoning just doesn't make sense. I buy coffee for Russ when I don't drink it. This last week, we were shopping together and noticed that these cheese curls were on sale two for one, and we could each get the kind we enjoy the most. We feel so spoiled this week to have our own bag of chips! Now why did this take so long to realize?!
Opening My Big Mouth
Does your mouth need a leash? I know mine does. I'm getting better at watching what I say and speaking only of those things that lift people up. But there is more to taming my tongue than just saying good things. It’s also knowing the right time to say them.
Hot or Lukewarm?
My four-year-old buddy, Ethan, has discovered the joy of chewing gum, and now begs anyone he sees for a piece of gum. Recently, someone gave him a stick of cinnamon-flavored gum. Others warned him that it might be too hot for him. He placed half a stick in his mouth. I n seconds, his eyes watered and he waved his hand in front of his mouth. All of a sudden he screamed for the gum wrapper and just as if his tongue was on fire, he spit the gum out. He said he wanted to give it time to "cool down" a bit before chewing it. I guess he confused spicy hot and warm hot! His mom was always telling him to blow on his soup if it was too hot, so he figured it would work for spicy hot gum!
