The green thing

In the queue at the store, the cashier told an older woman that she should
bring her own grocery bags because plastic bags weren't good for the
environment.

The woman apologized to him and explained, "We didn't have the green thing
back in my day."

The clerk responded, "That's our problem today. Your generation did not care enough to save our environment."

He was right -- our generation didn't have the green thing in its day.

Back then, we returned milk bottles, soda bottles and beer bottles to the
store. The store sent them back to the plant to be washed and sterilized and refilled, so it could use the same bottles over and over. So they really were recycled. But we didn't have the green thing back in our day.

We walked up stairs, because we didn't have an escalator in every store and office building. We walked to the grocery store and didn't climb into a
300-horsepower machine every time we had to go two blocks. But she was
right. We didn't have the green thing in our day.

Back then, we washed the baby's diapers because we didn't have the
throw-away kind. We dried clothes on a line, not in an energy gobbling
machine bu rning up 220 volts -- wind and solar power really did dry the
clothes. Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing. But that old lady is right; we didn't have the green thing back in our day.

Back then, we had one TV, or radio, in the house -- not a TV in every room.
And the TV had a small screen the size of a handkerchief (remember them?),
not a screen the size of the state of Montana . In the kitchen, we blended
and stirred by hand because we didn't have electric machines to do
everything for us. When we packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, we
used a wadded up old newspaper to cushion it, not Styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap. Back then, we didn't fire up an engine and burn gasoline just
to cut the lawn. We used a push mower that ran on human power. We exercised by working so we didn't need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity. But she's right; we didn't have the green thing back then.

We drank from a fountain when we were thirsty instead of using a cup or a
plastic bottle every time we had a drink of water. We refilled writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and we replaced the razor blades in a
razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got
dull. But we didn't have the green thing back then.

Back then, people took the streetcar or a bus and kids rode their bikes to
school or walked instead of turning their moms into a 24-hour taxi service.
We had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets to
power a dozen appliances. And we didn't need a computerized gadget to
receive a signal beamed from satellites 2,000 miles out in space in order to find the nearest pizza joint.

But isn't it sad the current generation laments how wasteful we old folks were just because we didn't have the green thing back then?

Remember: Don't make old People mad.

We don't like being old in the first place, so it doesn't take much to tick us off.

From: The old people

Happy Thanksgiving!

Happy thanksgiving guys! I hope you all had as an amazing time as I did and ate tons of turkey. I love you guys so much and want to thank you all for being here for me, cause I don’t know what I would do without my friends. I have truly been blessed to have as amazing friends as you.

 

~Rebecca

A plan

When things don't seem to be going your way, always know that God has a plan for you.

I. hate. boys.

Boys make life so freaking complicated. I hate them I absolutely hate them. I am finished with boys. I am done trying to be friends with them. I am sick 'n tired of them. I mean they honestly are the most complicated things I have never meet. And they are annoying and stupid, and they LOVE to break your heart. I honestly going through trust issues right now because of them, and I hate it, cause I don't even know if I can trust my best friend. Ugh I just want to break down and cry. Why do things like this always happen to me?! :'(

Blaaaaaah!!!!!!

Blah!!!! I have a huge head ache right now so this might not be a very fun post, just saying. Okay so today I had library, just like every boring Wednesday. Then I did a ton of running around in town, went to the animal shelter, then to Nali's house where we picked her up and brought her to my house so she could go to youth group with me. Well THAT was a failed plan because it started snowing really hard and so my dad didn't want us to go. So we were stuck here and now she is spending the night we watched 2 hours of a show called H2O then got up to have prayer and both got an instant headache. Its horrible. :( yeah so that's my day.

Peace out! Becca

My Halloween costume

Okay so I promised I would get you guys a pic of me at Halloween, so here it is!

Marriage

Married or not, you should read this.
“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me…she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office, jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.
So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.
If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.”

 

Rebecca

Oh!

Oh and one last thing i forgot! I took my friend Nate's sun glasses tonight. Lol I have to bring them back to him in the morning, and he told me that if there is any scratches on them I am in a lot of trouble! Lol!

Blah

Blah I was soooo tired today. So I got up went to seminary came home then had to go right back to town, so I didn't get to go back to sleep. So my dad had a doctors appointment at like 8:30 or something then I had a stupid dentist appointment at 9:30. :P (I HATE the dentist) so after that I went and worked at the library for an hour and half then went to pizza hut. (yum!) the. I came home and took a two hour nap then my mom came in my room and told me I needed to drive my neighbor to the elementary school to pick up her daughter (weird I know) then I came home and the elders came for dinner. I swear the elders love teasing me, it's terrible. :P then after dinner and a discussion my dad took me Megan and Chelsea to mutual where we were combined with the teachers (Forrest's group). So but all through out the night Chelsea and Forrest were flirting like crazy. It was terrible and it kinda really upsets me. And they kept telling each other secrets and crap. So now I am at home and kind of in a bad mood and wanting to cry, even though that really isn't a reason to cry. :\ Oh and I FINALLY got Wyatt's number. Wyatt is this kid from judo that has awesome hair and hates it when it's touched lol! :D okay well yeah that's all for now. Night!
Peace, Love, Happiness
~Rebecca

Just for you.

Okay Renaye this is just for you. Post post post post post post post post. Jk ;) okay so my day today was kind of stressful and boring and tiring. So I was working on a lot of biology today because I have a test on Thursday. (wish me luck!) and I was super tired today because I woke up in the middle of the night crying because of a dream I had. (my friends and family were dying for some reason, it was HORRIBLE!) so I didnt get much sleep. The only fun part about today was that I had hip hop and judo! :D and guess what!!!! Miss Shannon is moving me to Teen Hip hop so I don't have to be with younger kids and we can do more. :D Then tonight in judo we were doing throws (which I love doing!) but when I was trying to throw my mom our ankles hit each other and now my ankle really hurts. :( but I still had fun. Okay well that was my day today. Good night!
~peace, love, happiness
Becca