Christmas came today

I have a grandson who is 17 years old.  Every week for several months he comes to do heavy cleaning. He is my floor guy. Gets on his knees scrubs wood floors, moves boxes and takes out bags of broken stuff.  I pay him for his time which I know he buys groceries and gas for his Mom's car.  He doesn't have much but earns money in his way.  This soon to be young man mows yards for some who can pay only some for the gas going in the mower. Lately I found out he is shoveling snow again for a meal or hot chocolate.  He doesn't realize I know this fact. One day I took him to Toy's Forever where he talked with some guys about a electric car. They talked about cars, car clubs and how he could be in a hobby club. The Dad isn't in the picture much.  Mom works and goes to school.  Older brother runs with his friends and is looking for work.  While in the shop this shy young man was captivate by these three much older men talking about guy stuff. In the shop was this electric truck with a remote he could upgrade. They also talked of repairs which they do or will show him how.  I knew this truck might be a toy but it was more!  The cost was $200.00. I knew I couldn't buy it so we talked lightly of how He could buy it. He struggled with this idea because of the cost. But one day he asked me for a loan. Something beside my budget said no, but again he could earn and pay for it. Every week he took part of what he earned and paid down on a red Stamped truck. Today was the day for the last payment! I knew it took 4-6 hours to charged this truck. Last week they ordered a quick charger for me. It didn't cost much $40.00 dollars. Christmas Eve is very far away to my thinking. We went to get the truck today.  On top of the truck was the quicker charger which the gentleman gave him. He looked at the charger and put it on the counter. I looked at him gave him the charger and wished him a Merry Christmas. In front of these men I saw a younger grandson.  He hugged me and kissed me saying Thank you so much. The store was quiet. The men looked away. Christmas came today.

Christie's Thinking: What a Week?

Christie's Thinking: What a Week?: " Can someone explain how a Saturday of fun change into a week of high drama? By Wednesday I'm thinking of running away with the dogs! Real..."

What a Week?

 Can someone explain how a Saturday of fun change into a week of high drama?  By Wednesday I'm thinking of running away with the dogs!  Really! Tensions.tensions and more tensions. At one point Dr. Phil here we come or Jerry Springer we are on the air! Maybe this group could get a camera and start a reality show.  Of course, who would edit the thing?  Families are really great but this week high maintenance!  What do other families do?  Walk out, move or disown? The really great things are they will always be there.  Maybe not helpful but there. As all of us get older we seem to know the buttons to push with the ones we love. Tomorrow I'm taking a mini vacation. No school pickup, no overnights just a run away time. A walk out of the neighborhood, maybe a show. I'm turning off the cell phone and visiting some friends. When they find me I will be more patient, more of a listener or forget the word but in a sentence. I wonder if I dye my hair purple would anyone notice?   

Christie's Thinking: Today is another day

Christie's Thinking: Today is another day: "Today is another day! I have officially spend this afternoon doing NOTHING! Soon it will be time to pick my lovely granddaughters. I have b..."

Today is another day

Today is another day!  I have officially spend this afternoon doing NOTHING! Soon it will be time to pick my lovely granddaughters. I have been thinking of this blog for awhile now. What I wish is that thoughts  will be given in written form then ideas will form into actions. Every action I believe started by someone who stop to think. Did you ever wonder about the thoughts of others? Were they thinking through an idea, a schedule or a problem?  Maybe they were thinking of hiding away from the world! Ever watch people as they walk in a mall or in a parking lot? Don't they seem different then the people walking in the park or the kids walking to school? I miss the men sitting at the parks and courthouses. What happened to them? Years ago people sat on a park bench to talk or eat lunch. Where did they go and when? What happened did they get arrested for loitering? I read an article recently about saving money by taking lunch from home (Really?).  Just a thought but where are they eating these brown bag lunches? That brings up another thought. Where do you get the brown bags? I bet it is not a brown bag but a insulated bag with a zip top.  Someone could design an insulated bag (brown) with a Velcro closure then pop goes an idea,  I'll start thinking about the park bench and those men passing the time of day for another day.