Age Difference

My oldest grandchild is 24 my youngest is 3. This brings a lot of plus points.

"Let me explain. No, that will take too long. Let me sum up. Princess Buttercup is marrying Prince Humperdinck in a little less than half an hour.........."

Sorry wrong script, it's just that every time I write that little phrase "Let me explain", the quote from the film jumps into my mind. Actually that's a little about what I am trying to get at today.

I remember taking my children to see Star Wars. The original film not the recent additions to the set. MY boys were quite young and we went with Mrs Bluefunnel. They were totally enthralled by it and that's where the opening automatic doors like a Jedi started. That and the "These are not the Droids you are looking for"

My children grew up and had children - at least the boys did, had children I mean - and video machines and block busters meant that we could watch Star Wars on the telly. I remember my eldest grandchild telling me the whole story with actions, including the hand gesture that opens the automatic doors. NOw he is grown up and away at University but the Divine Miss Em is at the right age for the first film so I get to listen while she tell me the whole story with actions, including the hand gesture to open an automatic door. She is teaching her mother how to do it too.

I just love watching the process of enlightenment. To see the knowledge going in and then suddenly, and it is a sudden thing, light dawns and they understand.

In the last couple of weeks she has been getting a grip on telling the time on an ordinary clock with hands. She can do digital time easy peasy but the old fashioned analog clock with hands that go around has taken a while but this week she has grasped the concept of after the hour and before the hour and has successfully told the time every day. I want to leap about and wave my arms in the air too

I have seen a lot of gratitude journalling around this month and while I can't be doing it for a whole month I suddenly thought of how grateful I am to be able to see the stages of growth and enlightenment in my grandchildren. I am indeed very honoured to be able to do this

Simply a Moment - November

It's Friday, Mr M has gone to work and I am sitting on the settee feeling down. It must be the after effects of being in hospital. I indulge in a few moments of miserable thoughts when I hear the sound of a key in the front door.
Mr M comes in!

I was wrong, he didn't go to work because he had booked a day off to get the car serviced and with all the hospital stuff I had forgotten. He is mine for a bonus day! Hurrah!

All miseries forgotten. I have this wonderful face to look at all day

Am I the luckiest person in my world? you betcha!

This post is part of the "Simply a Moment" meme invented by Alexa at TrimmingtheSails. Why not pop over there and take a look now that you've read my little moment

Story Telling Sunday 3 Pick your Precious, November

This blog entry is brought to you through the inventiveness of Sian over at FromHighintheSky After you have read my little offering why not click on the link and see what everyone else has said. Make a cuppa, it will take a while but I can't think of a better way to spend an hour.

This is my November precious - the cup not the coffee. Actually I have two of them, both are for my use exclusively. Everyone who has been to our house more than once knows that these are MY coffee mugs. They are the perfect shape for keeping a cuppa warm for longer than usual. They are just the right weight so that they don't make your arm ache when they are full - important when you have ME and it is doing its worst. The top is exactly the right size to be able to keep an eye on a toddler while still drinking hot coffee and the best bit of all...
Mr M bought them for me.
He bought them 32 years ago. One of the "boys" in work had some coffee mugs for sale - I know, I know, he works in a steel works so what was a steelworker doing.... they are a special breed are steelworkers, especially electrical steel.

Where was I? Oh yes.

We had just set up home together, Mr M and me and my three children aged 15, 13 and 12. We had found a house where the rent was HUGE, we had an old ambulance as our mode of transport and it did 15 miles to the gallon. Work for Mr M was 30 miles away so he used 4 gallons of petrol per day to get to and from work. We had no money after food and light and stuff and he came home one day with these two mugs. He had paid 50pence each for them.
I have used them ever since. One of them has a tiny chip out of the rim, close to the handle so it doesn't get in the way. Everyone knows my mug and everyone knows how to make a cup of instant, that I will like, in it. they really would be the thing I would pick up and take with me if there was a hurricane. Now you must excuse me while I drink that coffee. It will still be hot and I can read your stories while I sip.

Just like a Jedi Knight

A friend asked on Farcebork "Is it only me that does the Jedi gesture when approaching automatic doors?"

We told him no.

Mr M does it too.

It made me laugh today because the question had reminded me of it.

So next time you approach the automatic doors of any shop, see how hard it is not to become Obi Wan and make that small gesture with the right hand just as the door open...

And then see how hard it is not to grin like a Cheshire cat because it works!