Thursday, August 26, 2010

Do-Overs

You ever wish you could have a few of those?

I know I do.

Like the time I was in 2nd grade and the teacher refused to let me go to the restroom, and consequently, as I stood in line to get my SRA Reading card, I peed. Right there in line in front of everybody. Mortifying for an eight-year-old just trying to fit in, with her Dorothy Hamil haircut and her Coke-bottle glasses.

And, like the time I thought it was a good idea to use a belt as a lasso when I was pretending to be a cowgirl rasslin' up some cattle and knocked parts of my two front permanent teeth out. Quite a disappointment for both me and my mother. Thank God for resin. Otherwise I would look like that nagging lady from Hee Haw ...... which my mother said was my favorite TV show as I child, only rivaled by "The Lawrence Welk Show." Ridiculous, I know. She said I would sit the entire hour motionless, staring at the television. Not loving that it wasn't "Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom." Remember that guy? Marlin Perkins ... yeah, that's him.


Fascinating, I know. No wonder I wasn't hooked. I'm thinking Lawrence Welk was a tad more entertaining with his talented band of singers and their lovely outfits. I just remember the guys had a lot of hair. How can a young girl resist this?

Definitely had to be my inspiration for wanting to sing.

OK, getting off track here.

There are countless do-overs I would love to have for my high school years. Countless.

I know you may find this hard to believe, but I wasn't the perfect little angel I am now. Not even close.

Actually studying more than the day of a test would have been excellent.

If we'd only known the things we know now when we were in those dreaded years.

Like how pointless it is to spend a year dreaming of banging some girl's head into the lockers ... same dream over and over ... until she bleeds, just because she "stole" your boyfriend whom you thought you were going to marry, but ended up breaking up when you went away to college anyway. A friendship was ruined. Boo to boys. That girl had been one of my best friends and I did have to apologize to her years later. Water under the bridge, but nonetheless, a definite do-over. How things could have been different. Ahh ... immaturity.

Let's not even talk about college ... the whole first couple of years ... DO-OVER!

Even now, with my kids, I wish I could have do-overs.

Like the time I thought it would be a good idea to carry K Belle in a sling as I was cooking dinner and a drop of boiling water burned her tiny foot. I cried more than she did.

And, even this morning as I fussed at La Petite Belle for leaving her water bottle at school, all the while she insisted that she didn't. I refused to believe her and asked her to produce the water bottle if that was the case, then gave the whole speech on responsibility that I seem to give every day. After she left for school, I saw the water bottle lying on the floor in the corner of the dining room. My heart dropped. Do-over.

Good thing every morning we wake up to a new day and do get the chance to have a do-over.

5 Comments:

Kristy said...

Thank God for forgiveness! ;)

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{Jodie} said...

Ohhhh, good post.
You had me chucklin' all the way through. :)

jennifer said...

This post makes me feel a bit melancholy because I have often wished the same thing. It finally hit me, "Why am I beating myself up over my past sins? If God has put it far away from himself with forgiveness, why do I keep bringing it up?! I've got to forgive myself!"

What I know about you is that you apologized to your daughter for what happened and because you have culitvated love in your family, she forgave you.

Have a great weekend Mama Belle.

Momma Morgan said...

I've been lurking and haven't posted a comment in a while, but I just wanted to say.. I am SO GLAD that I'm not the only one who does those things.. Makes you feel so bad when you are sure that you are right and then come to realize that the poor kid got "the talk" for nothing...

Wendi@Every Day Miracles said...

Ugghh... I have those moments almost daily. I'm always whispering these prayers of "THANK YOU GOD THAT YOUR MERCIES ARE NEW EVERY MORNING!!"