Ajoleblon...A Cajun Tale

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Lafayette, Louisiana, United States
This journal is a bunch of rants about nothing. Mostly lighthearted happenings in the life of a woman who is very simple and who wants for nothing but greatly appreciates whatever is given. You will find nothing profound here but hopefully something that will make you laugh and that's what I enjoy doing most. Being humorous. Fight all error, but do it with good humor, patience, kindness, and love. Harshness will damage your own soul and spoil the best cause.

Friday, December 28, 2012

Men's and gyms

My grandmother once told me that she may look old on the outside but on the inside she still feels 18. I finally understood that statement when I found my hormones working overtime at the gym. Usually I'm oblivious to male testosterone but I guess the 18 year old in me emerged! There I was minding my own business and I look up from my leg extenders and this is facing me. What to do? What to do? Keep dreaming. Actually young men don't interest me but this guy is a sweetheart and he'd probably get a kick out of this mature woman getting pics on the sly.  I truly took it because I knew my daughter would love to see it. :)

Saturday, December 22, 2012

In bed with the son in law

My grandson asked me if I liked his Big Daddy, who is his stepdad and my son in law. We get along well enough but there are some things I don't agree with so we really don't have much to say to each other. I guess my grandson, in all of his wisdom, noticed our lack of repartee. He decided to inquire about this little thing he noticed. The conversation went like this:

Matthew "Nammy do you like my Big Daddy?"

Me (not wanting to lie and buying time). Why do you ask?

Matthew "because y'all never talk"

Me (quick on my toes and not wanting to lie). Well, Matthew, Big Daddy goes straight to bed to watch tv when I am here so in order to talk to him I'd have to climb in bed with him!"

He got the biggest chuckle out of that idea while realizing the truth of it and I was saved from lying to my grandson.

Friday, December 21, 2012

Walgreens and Angels

Today I was at my local Walgreens and was stooping to the lowest level to grab an item  when I heard a booming voice make a statement about Nancy “Botox” Pelosi and a few other choice statements.  He proceeded to Bless America and a few others.   I was chuckling out loud when he rounded the corner and saw me.  I guess my halo was showing and he found the need to explain himself.  He said that the pharmacist and he were good friends and in a prayer group together.  He said they  wouldn’t  talk about worldly things and he explained that sometimes it got tiring to be so holy .  He continued  to inform me that what I was witnessing was his swerve to things unholy.  It put the biggest smile on my face because unbeknownst to him he was speaking to someone who understood the need to walk on the dark side every now and then.  He was so infectious and a bubble of joy leapt  from my heart.  He walked me down the aisle to the register wishing me a very Merry Christmas!  Sometimes the smallest thing can make your day so where ever you are try to notice  God in others.  It’s there even when it doesn’t appear as though that is what you are seeing.  God visits you in the most unlikely of places. :))

Thursday, December 20, 2012

Cigars and Martinis

For 3 days I spent an enormous amount of company time (stealing in God's eyes)  searching for a Christmas gift for the prince I mentioned in one of my previous entries.  Do you guys know how hard it is to come up with an idea for princes that you barely know and within a budget of zilch?  I was on a mission and asked a male friend for ideas.  That was probably my first mistake because in all his maleness he said to ask leading questions to find out information. So I knew he smoked cigars because of a picture I had seen.  Of course, I know zilch about cigars or brands.  So, I, with the most innocent of intentions did just that...made a statement with the intent of finding information on his favorite brand.   

In a text, me:  "a good cigar and martini"

Him:  "would you like to come to my place?"

Me:   "ummm....."

Not exactly the way I expected that conversation to go....or any of the conversation thereafter.  My conclusion?  Never listen to male friends.

I did eventually find out the brand of cigar in a totally different way....by point blank asking.  Go figure!

No matter what...find a way to smile...it improves face value...

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Bless me Father

This morning it was on my heart to go to confession.

Bless me Father for I have sinned etc etc.  I'm baring my soul and making a heartfelt confession about my irritation with everyone,  when I look thru the grill (that's not what it's called but that's what it reminds me of)  and I notice the priest has the audacity to be yawning. I'm thinking to myself...Father you're irritating me! 

I'm sure my soul is pretty clean if even a priest is yawning....

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Viva La Juicy ala Kermit

Nothing like a little Viva La Juicy to get the creative juices flowing again. 

How many frogs have I kissed?  Enough to have a perpetual wart infestation. Here are a few examples of the frogs I have encountered recently.....

Mr. Geese Frog.  I was invited by Mr. Geese Frog  to shoot a game or two of pool.  I love to shoot and I was bored and feeling very competitive.  I arrived to a man slunk up against the bar as though he is a permanent fixture to the bar stool.   We proceed to do what most first timers do. (no not that!) We size each other up and say yeah or nay.  Nay came loud and proud in the forefront of my mind and basically at the end of the day, it is MY nay that is the only one that counts.  As the evening went on, I realized that the first impression would be reiterated several times during the course of the "meeting".  We are sitting at the bar having our first drink when he informs me that the woman who served the drink was his ex wife.  Wow...just what I always wanted in life.  The ex wife of my "date" (I use that term very loosely)  to serve me.  Isn't that what dreams are made of?    Seems they "owned" the bar together.  Ummm...do you think this would have been something I should have known prior to the meeting?  Finally after being scrutinized by the ex, we proceed to the only reason I agreed to the meeting... a game of pool.  Part way thru the first game we get interrupted by someone  I assume to be a customer.  I see this exchange going on between the two of them and Mr. Geese Frog walks up to me and excuses himself  with the following words that I,  in my 54 years,  thought I'd never hear,  "Excuse me, I have to go corral my geese because they are disturbing the customers who are arriving."  Huh? (imagine Scooby Doo)   Do you guys see my jaw on the floor yet?  Yes, that's where it dropped. (it may still be there too).  Now I know you are asking yourself why in the hell didn't I see geese in the parking lot upon my entrance and get the hell out of there?  There is something to be said about my ability to be oblivious to my surroundings...

Mr. I do have teeth but I fell and knocked them out Frog   So where are they? Did  you put them away until further need?  You didn't think meeting me was an important enough time to gather them up and place them back on your gums? You did not think while eating, I would find it difficult to concentrate on learning all the lovely things you were spewing thru those gaps? 

Mr. Let me slap you on the ass for good measure Frog  Same guy as above.  Yeah...it only got worse.  I arrived back to my car to find that I had left it running the entire time I was enjoying the Grand Canyon.  Perhaps I had a premonition that I would not want to take the time to start the car and get the hell out of Dodge?

Last but not least is the following.  This guy may just be the one who cures me of ever doing the online dating thing again....

Mr. Sniff Doggie Frog.    I arrive at Mr. Sniff Doggie Frog's home.  Yes, I know that it is not a safe practice to meet someone in his home the first time.  I've been burned doing this before, but even after the above experiences,  I was feeling a bit lucky. I arrive and am met by the master of the home and Shark.  Shark must be trained to sniff out all potential victims because when I arrived  he immediately puts his nose in my crotch and then licks my toes. The jury is still out on the results of his thorough inspection.   Mr. Sniff Doggie Frog  was trying to curtail the sniffing of Shark while I was thinking back on my  morning hygiene.  Please tell me I didn't forget that part of my routine!     Had I somehow, in my haste,  accidentally grabbed my Scratch and Sniff rather than my Viva-La-Juicy?    Mr. Sniff Doggie Frog finally succeeds in calling off Shark and then it happened! Mr. Sniff Doggie Frog smiles at me and there in his mouth are a full set of beautiful, white and shining choppers .  The sort in which the American Dental Association would proudly display profiling what we strive for when we take care of our dental hygiene.  I know that the brightness of his smile reflected in my eyes and caused my eyes to burn brighter than the sun.  And now after all the frogs I've kissed in my life.....
a prince.