Thursday, June 17, 2010

Mean Old Woman

Dear God,
Please don't let me become a mean old woman who yells at a stranger's children (they weren't even doing anything bad) and goes to a specialty store for mobility and then complains constantly about the prices of the motorized recliners they offer (the prices were actually no different than a company like lazy boy). I know I have spent too many days in the sun to avoid wrinkles, but please let me always remember to smile and uplift the people I come in contact with rather than wear a permafrown.
Amen

4 comments:

Alycia (Crowley Party) said...

hahahahaha :)

Dorienne said...

You'll never be a mean old lady.

Lisa said...

You won't be a mean old lady. I'm afraid Dad might be a mean old man though!!

Anjanie said...

Kira!!! You can't be a mean old lady. People love you too much! I don't think people would leave you alone long enough for you to become a mean old lady...

Just stopping by to say hello. You sound like you could use the good cheer. And I'm still stalking your blog so I'm gonna need some happy posts soon, maybe featuring yours truly and a certain oboe bruncheon ;) Hang in there and love you always! :) --Anjanie