12.16.2008

The Christmas Dryer

Once upon a time in a land not so very far away, a lovely little family moved to a lovely little house on a lovely quiet street. The new-to-them lovely little home came equipped with a lovely older clothes dryer that was in good shape but not quite large enough to handle the laundry needs of the lovely little family, although it certainly did the best that it could and served the little family well for a while.

In time, God saw fit to bless the little family more than they needed or deserved and allowed for them to purchase a brand new front-loading washing machine and clothes dryer. Mom was in heaven and learned to view the normally daunting task of laundry for her little family in a whole new way.

As time passed and mom enjoyed her new clothes dryer more and more, she soon forgot about how much God had blessed her and even ignored that nagging feeling she had that her little family should bless another little family with their no-longer-used washer and/or dryer at no cost. Instead, mom thought about the costs of a new home and the upcoming holiday and decided to try to sell the washer and dryer rather than give them away. Mom wrote up glowing sales posts for her laundry machines and posted them on the local internet sales site. She waxed eloquent about what wonderful shape they were in and how many features they boasted and how they had served her family well. Then she listed how much she wanted for them and went on her merry way.

Days and weeks passed with no real inquiries about the washer or dryer. A few scammers contacted mom about the dryer but, thankfully, she recognized those before it was too late. Finally, mom realized that maybe she had done the wrong thing by trying to sell the machines and contacted one of her pastors to see if anyone in her church was in need of a washer and/or dryer. The pastor immediately replied that he didn't know anyone and suggested mom contact his secretary to see if she might know of someone. Again, mom ignored that nagging feeling and decided to skip the secretary and repost those darn machines on the sales site, this time at an ever-so-slightly lower price. After all, they were in perfectly good shape. The little family might as well make some money on them!

Within a few hours of making her second post, mom received this e-mail inquiry about the dryer.

Hello, You don't know me but I wonder if you would consider donating your dryer to my brother? He is a single dad, currently serving in the army at the Aberdeen Proving Grounds, and he is taking all the family laundry down to the barracks. A kind lady already donated a washer so now we just need a dryer. If you would consider it, we would be most appreciative. If not, please don't feel bad. I know it's a ton to ask.

The mom didn't have to think twice. Of course, they would donate the dryer! Even though it had taken her a few weeks to realize it, that nagging feeling she'd had in the beginning had been the right thing to do all along!

So a few e-mails were exchanged, and one sunny and cool afternoon, the army man and his sister came to the lovely little home on the lovely quiet street and picked up the dryer from the lovely little family. They were very quiet and almost embarrassed by the kindness of the little family but were so grateful and appreciative of their gift. With tears in her eyes, the sister told the mom how the army man had two teenage daughters who were mortified that their dad was washing their panties in the barracks laundry room. The daughters were most excited about the dryer, and their aunt was looking forward to teaching them how to help with the family laundry. As the army man and his sister drove away down the lovely quiet street, the mom was reminded of Christmases long ago when her own parents had anonymously blessed families in need and shown her and her siblings what Christmas was really all about.

And so the little family was able to thank the brave army man for defending their country during a time of war, and each member of the little family was reminded that it really IS better to give than to receive. And, hopefully, as the years go by and the little family's children have their own little families, they will remember the Christmas of 2008, and the army man and the Christmas dryer that was just a little example of the TRUE meaning of Christmas.

12.10.2008

Lessons Learned

I think I'm going to start a new post category: Lessons Learned. Unfortunately, even after many years, I still learn the hard way, and my children are usually the teachers, always at my own expense of course.

Case in Point/Exhibit A

On Thanksgiving morning, Payton and I hit CVS in the happenin' town of Westfield, New York. We were visiting Jeff's parents for the holiday and CVS was having some GREAT deals! So, while the turkey was roasting and the sweet potatoes were baking, we headed over to snag some freebies. I had my coupons organized, my list prepared, and I was ready to go.

We started in the "Personal Products" aisle. I was comparing prices and figuring deals and not paying much attention to Payton. Although I could vaguely hear him directly behind me opening bottles and sniffing and "oohing and ahhing" over the great scents he was evidently encountering. Suddenly, to my horror, he asked (rather loudly, I might add) "Mom, what in the world is intimacy gel?" My brilliant answer: "Oh, that's for married people." His follow-question: "But why is it cherry flavored?" Having NO answer, brilliant or otherwise, for that question, I shooed him down the aisle a bit and assured him I was almost done.

A few minutes later, as I was just about ready to move into safer territory (read: the candy aisle), Payton asked (again rather loudly--because my children have no other volume) "Mom, does that package say 'Adult Diapers'?" I won't share my response, mostly because I was so embarrassed I don't remember exactly what I said. But, I can assure you that Payton is now determined to never get old!

Lesson Learned: Never, ever, ever take your sweet, innocent 11-year old son into the "Personal Products" aisle in any drug store. He will never be the same.

12.04.2008

Quote of the Day...

Courtesy of Payton, naturally!

Tonight, as we were working on getting out the Christmas decorations, the ball of mistletoe became a topic of discussion. Since we are in a new house this Christmas, we were trying to figure out where everything should go and were talking about potential mistletoe-hanging spots. This conversation ensued:

Jeff: Payton, I'm going to take the mistletoe to school tomorrow and hang it right above your locker.
Payton: That's a good idea, dad!
Jeff: Really? (obviously not the reaction he was expecting!)
Payton: Yeah! I'll charge for kisses and I'll make a killing!

12.03.2008

We're Still Alive.......

We had a great Thanksgiving and arrived back in Maryland safe and sound! We are in the thick of the christmas season and all that entails, not to mention basketball practice and games, cheerleading practice and games, school fundraisers, christmas plays, musical auditions, college visits, christmas parties.........you get the idea. So I'll warn you now that blogging may be lite until after the holidays.

I do hope--for myself and all of you--that we take some time to slow down, relax a bit, and remember exactly why we celebrate christmas in the first place. This video may help to adjust your focus if you're feeling a bit overwhelmed and under-prepared. It's powerful and thought-provoking.