Prompt Daily Post, August 16  Community

“I saw a Braum’s truck last Tuesday morning.” I mean I really saw that truck. Right on the main intersection of town.  Seeing that truck smacked me on the head and said, “Wake up.”   I looked around and thought, “All these stores have to get their stuff from someplace.  There’s Homeland, Hardy’s, the Tractor Place, Dollar General,   What a terrific job these proprietors do to provide my needs!

First, listen again, “I saw a Braum’s truck last Tuesday morning.”  Hear the music in the words. (Repeat)  Seeing that Braum’s truck opened my eyes and began to add beauty to my day.  Come go with me.

I needed green paint  – kind of an indescribable green, not lime, not avocado, not forest.  I couldn’t find it in my color wheel.  So I took a chip from under the light switch plate, a piece about the size of my fingernail.  Feeling a bit embarrassed at my request, I ask the paint man if he could match my color.  Completely undaunted, he took my little chip,  put it under a little microscope looking thing, twisted a knob or two, looked through a little lens, jotted down a few numbers.  Got up, got paint, opened the lid with a little baby crowbar, set the can on a round metal shelf, twirled a gadget around a bit, scrunched a lever sort of like the pump thing you use to get catsup at Braum’s.  Added another little squirt of something. put the lid on, stuck it in a machine that looked like an open front clothes washer with hands that gripped that paint; it shook the daylights out of it.  The man took the can, opened it, took a dab of that paint and dabbed it on my chip.  Look at that, the same color.  Wow.  In about five minutes he settled my problem!

On to Walmart’s flower section.  Found  just the flower I wanted.  Made in China. Sail the seas, fly the sky, ride the rail, travel the truck, through the door, stacked on the floor, pushed down the hall, hung on the wall.  Cost me a buck.  That’s all! Took it to my place,  put it in the vase, set it on it’s shelf space, all with a smile on my face!

Umm.  Smell that coffee.   Just think how many people had to do their job efficiently in order to get that smell into my kitchen!

Went to the recliner.  Switched on the light.  Wow.  Recliner, light! Picked up my Bible and a pencil.  Isn’t a pencil something!  So perfectly polished, painted, and pointed.  And how do they get that lead through that hole?

This recliner feels good.  Open the Bible. Zephaniah 3:17, “The Lord thy God will rejoice over thee with joy: he will rest in his love, he will joy over thee with singing.”  He will joy over ME with singing!?

You know, I think seeing that Braum’s truck tuned me right on to the channel where the Lord was singing last Tuesday morning.


About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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  1. shoreacres says:

    The first Braum’s I experienced was in Paris, Texas. Then, it was McAlester, Oklahoma. Oh — and Muskogee, and Talequah. It’s good ice cream.

    Your paint story reminded me of the first time I saw computer-generated paint color. I was at Home Depot, and a woman walked up to the counter with an eggplant in her hand. Turns out she had a newly-painted gray house, and she wanted her front door to be eggplant. Just as you saw, they turned a can of paint eggplant, right before our eyes.

    Sometimes I grump about technology, and sometimes I think it’s pure magic.

  2. oneta hayes says:

    I conducted a fun kind of trivia discussion group with seniors at the Town Center this week. The subject was “plumbing” – who am I kidding, the subject was outhouses! One thing I learned was that the codes requiring bathrooms in new houses began in the 1920’s. That was new technology then and I dare say there were people who didn’t want to have to pay for something that was working out okay for them. Next time I appear too grumpy, remind me!

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