G.A. strikes again

More and more I have the feeling that God has assigned a specific guardian angel to watch over me (just like 'It's a Wonderful Life') because I'm such a handful! A misfit!

I can not believe what happened Tuesday. Yet, it all worked out (sort of). It usually does.

Running later than usual for work. I grab my 5 bags and pack the trunk. Off for a jam-packed day of merriment and mayhem.

Fast forward 9 and 1/2 hours.

Where are my house keys?

Nowhere to be found. My first clue was when they were not in the normal hiding place in my car. Re-thinking my every step. I had an idea of what happened which egged me on even more.

They were not in the door so I had them when I left.

I was locked out. Thank goodness Mom was feeling well enough to open the front door.

Once inside, every bag, every nook, every cranny and pocket examined inside and out.

Nothing.

I venture back outside to look through the car again with a fine tooth comb.

Nothing.

My theory: while I was placing the 'bag lady's' bags inside the trunk, I left the house keys on the ledge by my back license plate. You know what that means?! They flew off in transit.

I walk the length of my driveway and am going to cover every inch of the street in front of my home.

Voila! They ARE in the street just outside my driveway apron --snow covered and unfortunately, a bit mangled. My favorite purple, dog print a bit twisted. But, I've found my keys! Absolutely NOT a chance of recovering them without a guardian angel watching over me...by my side constantly....keeping me out of trouble!

Never again will I doubt Mom, myself, Jesus, and his choice for my Guardian Angel (G.A.)--who picked the short straw!!!!

Talk to my guardian angel

I don't know how I do it.

My Mom tells me on a regular basis, 'you are perfect.' Well, she's got a slightly skewed vision. First being my Mom. Second, well, being my Mom!

But, if I were 'perfect,'

• my house would be clean and organized with a library, game room, workout room, photograph room, Christmas room, guest bedroom, craft room, etc., etc.
• the excess clutter would be gone or organized
• I'd keep in touch with those I care for, those I consider friends
• My house would be decorated from head to toe
• Holiday shopping would be complete
• Our family Christmas letter would be signed, sealed and delivered
• I'd really weigh the blatant lie depicted on my driver's license
• My singing resume tape (which does not exist yet) would be reeling in requests to do weddings, funerals, parties, singing the National Anthem at any sporting event, especially the Cleveland Indians' Games
• My Facebook requests would not tower above 30
• Workouts would be a daily occurrence
• 8 rolls of undeveloped film would not be gathering dust on the buffet
• My cell phone would not be taking backward /inverted pictures AGAIN!!!!!!!

Oh, the list is endless bringing the sad and true realization to life that I am not perfect.

Getting back to my initial premise. I don't know how I do it. This leads me to believe that I AM doing something right! I manage to keep my head above water, take care of Mom, and arrive at work every day clothed (don't laugh!).

All credit goes to my Guardian Angel.

Mom told me today to speak with and thank my Guardian Angel everyday. Well, I DO believe in angels and my Guardian Angel. But I was toying with Mom. I said, "Mom how can I talk to her and thank her if I don't even know WHO she is!" She got a bit miffed! In reality, I know and have always known that I could never get through a day without the good Lord above, Mary, and all the Saints and Angels watching over me.

Thank you, dear Guardian Angel, for keeping this misfit on track as best as you can and giving me a pretty darn good life!