Have you been shopping on a day when you knew you should have stayed home? Well this was my day. I felt ragged, haggard and jagged, still I pushed myself to get out, shop and be done. No matter what I was out of coffee and since I was going for coffee I knew I could push it to do more. So after the coffee stop I went right to the local Bon Ton.
I had a plan and it was an orderly plan, but my first stop at the shoe department in the Bon Ton started out futile. Two days ago at Penny's I asked for my size and right away the guy said no-without even looking.I pushed him a bit and asked are you sure? So he walked in the back and came out, said all we have are these white ones, but not so much as a, I'm sorry, I can check the catalog. Maybe I was expecting more, and usually I just never expect.
So I was very surprised when the young lady behind the counter who was busy writing stuff, said well, wait I can look, that some pairs run wider, Yes, I needed a wide width. Nope, wouldn't work. She came back to the counter, said let me think a minute and then said well we have easy spirit and they have some wide widths. I followed and by did I find a kool looking pair. But nope, too small. Her name is Kerri Bankert.
After feeling disappointed about that and explaining I wanted a more dressy type footwear, not sneakers, she called on a manager, Pam Ness. What a team! With Kerri asking more questions without appearing to nag and the manager coming back twice and finally a third time after checking out the Bon Ton web site for the same shoes for me and then finding what I needed, well I am so thankful to say the least.
Because of their personal service and extending them selves the way they did, I went back into the store a second time today to shop. I prefer stores similar to the Bon Ton because of the less stress. Support your community, watch for sales or not. It's all worth it. No giant parking lots, clerks with attitude because they have been overworked to the max, long lines, and unappreciated like those too big stores seem to do.
Pam and Kerri, my day started out so sadly with a headache and an attitude that, well, I'll try again, but they probably don't have them either. Well they didn't, but went beyond, to help me find what I needed. I shopped more than I expected, but they turned my attitude around. The Bon Ton, Less Stress, a most important factor during these times.
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Social Host Awareness-Conscientiousness, Kid Parties
This is what it's now being called. I saw this on a moring show and what's happening to and with parents who let kids have parties at home and mostly in the basements. Areas out of sight are dangerous. Moms and dads pop in and out, but kids are kids and will be sneaky, same as adults who want to do what they shouldn't. The father in the case I saw is being charged with forty-four counts of underage drinking/supplying alcohol to minors. They were seniors who did sneak alcohol into the party and according to the show, there isn't any mention of any kids being charged. I am going to look at this more. This is about responsibility all the way around. But don't most parents do what they feel is right. A college professor, this man should have known better? That's what we think isnt it?
Bottom line is parents, be careful, this is the holiday season and again, kids as well as parents use it to indulge. No not in church you silly person-wouldn't that be out of character? Try it-a good substitute and no fines, no charges, no DWIC-driving while in Church-I know duhhhhh
Bottom line is parents, be careful, this is the holiday season and again, kids as well as parents use it to indulge. No not in church you silly person-wouldn't that be out of character? Try it-a good substitute and no fines, no charges, no DWIC-driving while in Church-I know duhhhhh
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Craig-Guest Blogger here and now!
One of my best friend's is my grandma, and she buys me a lot of things, but that's not why I love her, now wait, yes it is!!!! Haha, just kidding! Here are a few reasons why I love her. Well, first of all, over the summer I spent all day with her. On Monday, Wedensday, and Friday she would take me out to breakfast with her "old lady" friends and it was a lot of fun. She also bought me a Playstaion 3 and a few games. And today I wanted to buy a Christmas gift for my new teacher and she puts it on her credit card because she is so nice. Luckily it only was 9 dollars. A pennant that he collects. Anyway's she is the best grandma ever and she's better than you!!!
He Motivates Me-A Kid Named Craig
Last night I hear a knock on my side door, well seven knocks with that musical lilt to it. I knew it was Craig. Walking in and opening the freezer he let me know he stilll had my fake poop. Yes a joker am I. Letting him know he could keep it, Craig walked himself to the living room and sat on the sofa, football in hand. I was making a pizza for another kid and a shake for me, a protein shake with a banana in it. I really wanted a pizza too.
The pizza's were small but that didn't stop Craig from saying to this other kid, older too, that-what? Are you eating that whole thing yourself? Dont you know what's in there? I was surprised to say the least. Then Criag said, I found out I have diabetes last week, so do you ever read what's on the labels? Do you know how many carbs there are in that pizza? Now inside shrinking, I said uh noo...I don't read pizza boxes because I know it's junk food. We don't have it every night. So what does Craig do next?
He calls his wonderful supporting Grandma and asks about my shake which is ninety calories and so filling. He asked how many carbs does it have? I couldn't answer. All I could say was it's Herbalife protein Powder, says two percent carbs which turned out to be five grams. I don't know the ratio, per serving or container, but I'm sure Craig could figure it out fully if I asked him. He's that kind of a kid. Craigs gramma said I must have a small stomach since I get full so easy.
That's kool, but I wished someone told me years ago. It might have made a difference. Today when I woke up and was ready for breakfast, I ate a banana and two hard boiled eggs. I was content and full, trying not to feel full anymore, but satisfied.
I felt so good because I thought about Craig and how he impressed me, gave me motivation, so baloney, no coach crap like hey you can do it, yea! Rah, Rah!!! He said what he had to say in a simple manner. I watched him taste my shake in such a tiny taste and that too affected me. I would have asked for a big glass and gulped. I don't know if it's the timing, but I do know he didn't have anything to gain. Craig is a no BS kid, tells it how he sees it.
I went to a local store today and told them about this kid, not who, just about him and how he inspired me so much that I know I can shed this extra person I carry around with me. too many people over the years have said, oh the weight looks good on you. So what do we/I do, eat more, carry more, do less physical activities and slowly, very slowly as time passes find I am not as healthy as I should be, but thank you Craigy, you have inspired me so much. If you ever need a lung or kidney, just look in the freezer, it's yours.
One last mention about this kid named Craig-he came in tonight, picked up my viking helmet, put t on and was about to wear it out. I did stop him this time. But I did tell him what he did for me and that now I knew without a doubt I could finish this self challenge. He said casually, softly and as if he really and sincerely believed it,yeah, you can do it. I believe it too.
The pizza's were small but that didn't stop Craig from saying to this other kid, older too, that-what? Are you eating that whole thing yourself? Dont you know what's in there? I was surprised to say the least. Then Criag said, I found out I have diabetes last week, so do you ever read what's on the labels? Do you know how many carbs there are in that pizza? Now inside shrinking, I said uh noo...I don't read pizza boxes because I know it's junk food. We don't have it every night. So what does Craig do next?
He calls his wonderful supporting Grandma and asks about my shake which is ninety calories and so filling. He asked how many carbs does it have? I couldn't answer. All I could say was it's Herbalife protein Powder, says two percent carbs which turned out to be five grams. I don't know the ratio, per serving or container, but I'm sure Craig could figure it out fully if I asked him. He's that kind of a kid. Craigs gramma said I must have a small stomach since I get full so easy.
That's kool, but I wished someone told me years ago. It might have made a difference. Today when I woke up and was ready for breakfast, I ate a banana and two hard boiled eggs. I was content and full, trying not to feel full anymore, but satisfied.
I felt so good because I thought about Craig and how he impressed me, gave me motivation, so baloney, no coach crap like hey you can do it, yea! Rah, Rah!!! He said what he had to say in a simple manner. I watched him taste my shake in such a tiny taste and that too affected me. I would have asked for a big glass and gulped. I don't know if it's the timing, but I do know he didn't have anything to gain. Craig is a no BS kid, tells it how he sees it.
I went to a local store today and told them about this kid, not who, just about him and how he inspired me so much that I know I can shed this extra person I carry around with me. too many people over the years have said, oh the weight looks good on you. So what do we/I do, eat more, carry more, do less physical activities and slowly, very slowly as time passes find I am not as healthy as I should be, but thank you Craigy, you have inspired me so much. If you ever need a lung or kidney, just look in the freezer, it's yours.
One last mention about this kid named Craig-he came in tonight, picked up my viking helmet, put t on and was about to wear it out. I did stop him this time. But I did tell him what he did for me and that now I knew without a doubt I could finish this self challenge. He said casually, softly and as if he really and sincerely believed it,yeah, you can do it. I believe it too.
Iona at Sheetz rt.30 York Pa.
There is an older lady who works at Sheetz named Iona. What an unusual name. She is short with sandy colored-short hair. Iona took charge today, unlike any other Sheetz employees I have noticed. That doesn't mean it doesn't happen. I just don't spend 24/7 there.
There is a line sign telling people where to enter in order to be next in line. Many either just ignore it or don't see it. I know it's there and always get in line. See what a goody goody I am. So okay so many people who work there don't say anything and simply let others but in, walk up to the counter who I have seen look at the sign and ignore it. But no one wants to create a scene, and with the way tempers rise these days...well would you say something?
But today this guy with a shaggy look, tired and not so clean, maybe coming off a long shift at work, or long drive just went in a line made by those who ignore signs. Iona pointed out the sign. He still stood his ground. Louder, more firm she pointed to the sign and said, you have to get in line. She wasn't acting arrogant, as he was, but simply showed him, we have rules. The poor guy did get in line, three in back of me. As I was about to let him walk in front of me the line filled up fast.
I said nothing at that point.
There was something different about her today too. She was more accurate on the register and faster too. Sometimes people try to rattle older adults as they do kids.
Not this time.:)
Iona, thanks, you have courage lady!
There is a line sign telling people where to enter in order to be next in line. Many either just ignore it or don't see it. I know it's there and always get in line. See what a goody goody I am. So okay so many people who work there don't say anything and simply let others but in, walk up to the counter who I have seen look at the sign and ignore it. But no one wants to create a scene, and with the way tempers rise these days...well would you say something?
But today this guy with a shaggy look, tired and not so clean, maybe coming off a long shift at work, or long drive just went in a line made by those who ignore signs. Iona pointed out the sign. He still stood his ground. Louder, more firm she pointed to the sign and said, you have to get in line. She wasn't acting arrogant, as he was, but simply showed him, we have rules. The poor guy did get in line, three in back of me. As I was about to let him walk in front of me the line filled up fast.
I said nothing at that point.
There was something different about her today too. She was more accurate on the register and faster too. Sometimes people try to rattle older adults as they do kids.
Not this time.:)
Iona, thanks, you have courage lady!
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