BlogHer – NaBloPoMo – March 2014Sunday MusingsThe past weekend was great! My middle daughter, along with her five-year-old son and seven-week-old daughter, were visiting from Kentucky. On Saturday morning, my youngest daughter, and her seven-month-old son, came in from Georgia, and spent the weekend. I felt so blessed to have two of my daughters and three of my grandchildren for an entire weekend....more
BlogHer – NaBloPoMo March 2014Saturday, March 8, 2014 ~~~~~~~~ I have been my ‘grandmotherly’ self all week. On Monday, my youngest grandson became ill, so I was called in to babysit for him, while mommy worked. I came back home on Wednesday night. On Thursday morning, our middle daughter came down from Kentucky, with her 5-year-old son and 7-week-old daughter; our youngest granddaughter....more
BlogHer – NaBloPoMoWednesday, March 5, 2013 When or where do you feel most like yourself?~~~~~~~~The saying goes, “There’s no place like home.” Home is the place where you can relax and be your self. Home is where you can do what you want, when you want. Sure, there are chores, tasks, and work that has to be done, but home is where you can do them at your own pace....more
My two granddaughters, ages six and four, came to play with me while their parents were out of town. The first ten minutes were splendid. No screaming, no urgent demands for gourmet food, and no poop on the dining table. Then all hell broke loose. Mr. Bill and the Waldorf doll opened the Crown Royal, the Potato Head cowboy seduced Ms. Carrot with chocolates and wine, and the runaway bunny ran away but his mommy didn’t care.
BlogHer – NaBloPoMoMonday, March 3, 2014 Tell us five interesting things about yourself.Five interesting things about myself? Really? I’m not that interesting, but I suppose it is a good way for us to start learning about each other.1. I’m a blogger.2. I have three grown daughters, ranging in age from twenty-six through thirty-five.3. I’m in my second marriage and have the most wonderful husband ever. Sure, he has his faults, but so do I. He’s still my most wonderful husband....more
Naked, Drunk and Writing—good title for a book. Too bad, it’s already taken.I wouldn’t talk about myself so much, but I know more about me than anybody.This morning I had garlic for breakfast. Not a normal fare, but I had this wonderful sour-dough whole wheat bread from Metropol’s here in Eugene Oregon, and a couple of nights ago I roasted a few garlic bulbs—still had some let-over in the frig. So I toasted the bread, spread copious amounts of butter, ate cold garlic cloves with it, and Yum. (Hot coffee too.)...more
"She says it's important," my husband said, pushing the phone towards me."It's not important," I said, sidestepping my daughter, trying to reach the wall, hammer and nail in hand."She said to put you on the phone," he urged.I took the phone from his outstretched hand."What is it?" I said, peppered with the frustration of my daughter shrieking in the background."Gram passed away today," she said, emotionless."Oh. Okay. Wait - What?" I asked incredulously. My husband and daughter had left the room....more