Sunday, November 22, 2015

Baby it's Cold Inside

It was 42 degrees inside my apartment when I woke up.  That, my friend, is cold in Texas.  

In fact, it was so cold that we had to wear leggings with our shorts today. Hahaha.

Hope you are having a wonderful weekend.

Saturday, November 21, 2015

Just a week in the life of me

Lots of busyness going on around here.

* Things are going well at the Son's house.  I didn't go all week because he had an old friend visiting from out of town and everyone enjoyed the visit and a new face.

* The grand girls and guy came over Friday before they left on a trip with their Aunt (my daughter) to see their Grandfather and wife (my ex).  We had a nice tea party with crowns and tulle skirts while we waited.

* I've finished the Christmas Shopping for the girls, including December Birthday for the oldest grand girl. 

* I ordered the Son a nice waterproof jacket on line.  Inspiration for the Daughter hasn't hit me yet.  

* That only leaves the Grandson and I think he wants a TV, but maybe clothes.  His sister stepped on his TV while they were moving it and he feels like the TV should be replaced and not one of his presents.  He is not a selfish child but if you were the oldest siblings, I'll bet you remember items broken by the younger kids.  I tell you I sure do.  I agree with his sentiments except for the money issue.  I'll have to see what is on sale and see what I can swing. 

* I took my change jar to the credit union since I had to deposit a check today.  I had just over $55 in change.  I knew there were a lot of quarters, but wow.  Made me feel very happy to offset some of the spending I've been doing.  

* I'm dog sitting for my daughter's dachshund while she is gone.  Buddy is terribly irritable about it.  Does not share well.  A lot of jealous barking.  You'd think it was the first time we've kept her dog but it's not.  She's stayed here several times.  Oh well. 

* Turned really cold and windy today.  Feels like Thanksgiving weather.  I hope the weather stays cool until Thursday.  I really hate wearing shorts on Thanksgiving - or Christmas.  

* And the luckiest thing of all.  We were having 3-Berry Smoothies yesterday and somehow some berry juice got on the kitchen counter and when I went to wash dishes I got a line of berry juice across the  front of my shirt.  It was a favorite shirt although an old one.  I immediately took it off and starting washing the stripe with DAWN.  I did that twice.  I can't believe it but the DAWN got the blue stain out of the orange shirt.  Right on DAWN! 

And that, friends, has been my pleasant week. 

Monday, November 16, 2015

Canadian Spam Policy

I read the following on a blog I was unsubscribing to.  Why does Canada have such a policy and the U.S. does not?  Is there a Spam Lobby in Washington that I don't know about or has our government just become completely ineffectual because of the us vs. them going on in politics?  Does winning for the party mean so much that you don't get anything done for the people?  I don't usually complain about politics but I'm really getting tired of what has been going on.  

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Friday, November 13, 2015

I'm a tough old bird

Well I made it through the ordeal with only one bruise and that was on my knuckle.  My knee was stiff and a little swollen when I woke up but it limbered up.  I'm thankful.  Yes indeed.

The littlest was sickly today and I had to pick her up early from day care.  Ahh winter. All the sneezes and sniffles yet to come.  The older girl is also coughing.  She has a big date with her aunt Saturday night to see an outside movie.  I bought her a new jacket today.  Big, heavy one to take just in case.

Next week is my week off.  They will be with their mother.  I'm sure the sniffles will continue.  I just wonder if she will ask me to come out?  If she does, I'll go but I sure hope she doesn't.

Had to sneak out of the house with the oldest granddaughter when I left today. Now that youngest is used to the routine of me being at her house she wants to leave with me each evening.  She takes no well but I don't think it would have gone so well if she had seen her sister leaving with me.  I felt really guilty for not bringing her to town but she was just to young and rambunctious to sit still at the movie.

I did buy her a new (used) backpack.  The other day when all the kids came home with their backpacks she told me she wanted a backpack.  It was so pathetic.  Her little face pleading.  She wanted to be like the others.  So Nana pulled out the backpack she had bought months ago for a Christmas present.

I got another sweet note from my son tonight.  He thanks me so much and said he wished I would stay and visit after he got home.  I usually leave as soon as he comes in.  I like to get on the road with the dark settling in so early.  I also thought he would like to be at home alone with his brood.  He is still suffering from the shock of loneliness.

I remember that loneliness so well.  I never remarried and I was barely able to date.  It was just more than I could do to raise my two children after a day at work.  Life's choices.  A path taken.  What will be will be.

But looks like I'm going to have to find a way to help my son and I'm not sure how with an hour drive ahead of me each evening.  Maybe I can go and stay a night or two.  I'm mulling it over.  Trying to come up with a plan.  Living in two different though close cities makes it more difficult.  But I'll figure something out.  Have to.  My boy needs me.

Boy this is a lot of personal stuff I'm sharing but I know so many of you have gone through something similar or just as important.  Being a parent is a life time job.

Thursday, November 12, 2015

I took a hard fall tonight but it's a funny story

I walked into the Grandson's room to ask a question.  Apparently the littlest granddaughter followed me in.  Apparently the dog followed her in.

I turned to leave after speaking to the Grandson and the Granddaughter was smack dap up against the back of  my legs.  The dog was smack dap up against her.  I started to lose my balance because there was no where for me to put my foot down when I came out of the turn.

I'm not sure how I managed to land on the floor without the Granddaughter or dog beneath me.  I felt the Granddaughter falling over and heard her cry. I heard the dog scurrying and heard her yelp. And I heard this three part crash as I bounced on my knees and who knows what other body parts before landing on the floor.

Everyone came running.  My son had just gotten home from work.  The stepson was over visiting.  The other Granddaughter was packing her backpack for tomorrow night's visit.  I  just sat on the floor for a few minutes before I could try to "shake it off."

I can remember my children walking so close behind me they would step on my heel if I stopped too quickly.  I remember fussing at them many, many times about this.  Haha.  I guess now I'll have to watch the grand girls and make sure they are not right up behind me.

I'm laughing now as I'm writing this.  I can just see the body parts, legs, arms, dog paws all flailing around trying to get to safety.

Yes, the knees hurt and I'm sure I'll be sore tomorrow but it was so darn funny now that it's over.  

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

A quote from Tolstoy that fits my mood

"A quiet secluded life in the country, with the possibility of being useful to people to whom it is easy to do good, and who are not accustomed to have it done to them; then work which one hopes may be of some use; then rest, nature, books, music, love for one's neighbor - such is my idea of happiness." (Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness)

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

A good time was had by all

I'm on Day Two of helping at my Son's house and there is no doubt I made the right decision.  I didn't intend to go there and be the maid or try to take over as the parent.  I just wanted to help a little because I could see the worn-out, trying-hard look on my Son's face as he described what he was going through as a single parent.

My schedule goes something like this.  I get to the house and put a load of clothes in the wash.  I pick up a few items left in the living room and put in the basket to be put up by the owner of the item.  My main contribution is meeting the school bus for the kindergartener and then picking up the youngest from day care.  With both girls at home, my Son doesn't have to race against the traffic to get to the daycare before closing.  Remember he has a drive of at least an hour in the traffic and one problem on the road can cause a parking lot on the interstate.

After I've got both girls home, we have a fruit snack and then they go out in the back to play.  I straighten up the porch or do odd things around the back yard. Then we come in and clean up hands and faces and sit down in the living room for a little drawing time while waiting for Dad to come home.

He has had a little problem getting the girls to fall asleep since he's moved out - truth is the girls are some alien form that do not require sleep :)

I haven't gotten a chance to talk to him but I am hoping that the talking  and cuddling and being at home and playing in the yard are helping the girls unwind a little faster so that maybe they will fall asleep easier.

I got a sweet text from my Son this evening thanking me for everything.  I hope that means some things are easier for him.

So yes, Nana Momma Barbara Miller made the right decision.  (Nana Momma comes from the Alex Cross novels in case you forgot where you heard it.)

PS: The little girls may not sleep better after an afternoon with Nana, but Nana will sure sleep good after an afternoon with the girls.

Sunday, November 8, 2015

A conversation with my Daughter about choosing a path

My daughter and I went to the thrift store yesterday.  It was a rainy, gloomy afternoon and we just wanted to get out of the house.  

My oldest child in her Halloween costume.
Note the dog has on her costume too.

My wonderful daughter can't have children.  Her path was always to be a mother and teacher.  Precancerous cells and a husband that didn't support her educational needs, ended both.  So together we worry and fret over my Son's children.  

Yesterday while we were shopping I was discussing with her my job hunt and the fact I had received an interview call but prior to that I had promised to go to my son's house in the afternoon to meet Granddaughter #1 on the school bus so the Grandson could go to drama after school for the start of a new play.  

The Grandson has just gotten into drama this year although I saw it coming a long time ago and tried to get him into summer youth acting groups but he wouldn't go.  Coulda, woulda, shoulda.  

Anyway in order for him to go to after school activities someone has to personally meet the kindergartener Granddaughter after school.  So I told the Grandson I would do it twice next week for him.  Then...... the interview phone call came.  

I'm not conceited although I do think that I might be offered any job I try for.  I also think I will win every lottery I buy a ticket for and that there will be an upfront parking space just waiting for me when I'm running late.  I'm not sure what that is, but I've got it. 

Anyway, again, while the Daughter and I were strolling around the store  I asked her what she  thought about getting a job vs. helping with the grandkids.  She hem-hawed more than usual without giving me a direct answer except that I haven't been happy with the last couple of jobs but that if I really needed the money then that was a need and not a want and should be taken care of.  

I don't know if I solved it in my sleep or the fresh air and exercise from Buddy's morning walk helped me find the answer but here is what I came up with - and told my daughter to remind me if this issue came up again.  

This morning two things happened that helped me answer my question about going to work vs. helping with the kids.  
1.  My children and grandchildren are, and have mostly always been, my hobby and what I did for entertainment.  I would rather spend $15 on one of the grands than spend it at the movies, or a nice meal, or a nice NEW shirt.   
2.  Work has been my identity and source of accomplishment for many years.  When you retire it is hard to let go of that.  How many times do you run into someone or talk on the phone or internet and they ask you how is work going?  Usually the answer is "so busy."  So that is what keeps you busy in your mind and, if you are lucky, gives you pride in a job well done.  
3.  The money is going to run out sooner than later.  I'm spending it way to fast - thank you Social Security for cutting my benefits - and I will end up living in someone's bedroom.  Is that ok if it helps get Shaun into college?  Is it ok if it helps Kaylee get through this divorce?  Yes, definitely.  I realize that it may not solve Shaun's lack of dedication to school work, but without trying, I'll never know if it helps, and is, therefore, the greatest job I've ever had.   
So next time I am wondering which path I should take, remind me of these things.  If, at that time, a different road is the right one, hopefully I will recognize that.  If not, better to err in giving to my family.  
Sorry this was so long.  I needed to write it to get it set in my mind.

Thursday, November 5, 2015

I know you don't want to hear this ....

I know you don't want to hear this word, but I have started pinning Christmas ideas on Pinterest.  Why would you do that on November 1 you wonder.  Well, I am trying not to spend a lot of money this Christmas.

The little girls love either princess items or arts and crafts supplies.  So that will be easy to do and easy on the pocket book.  The grandson, oh my goodness, if you have teenage children or grandchildren, you know nothing they like or want is close to inexpensive but I will perserve on that front later.

What I am researching now is gifts that I can help the little girls make for each parent.  I still have a couple of the gifts my adult children made in grade school. Aww, aren't those sweet memories.

I was surprised to find several ideas for things the girls can make with my help. The two year old will be more work than I really want to take on, but isn't that what Nanas are supposed to do?

The reason that I have to get organized now is that I must have all the supplies on hand when the little girls come over.  Right now the parents are separated so it will be only every other weekend the girls can come over (the grandson is way to busy unless he wants to practice driving) and there are other holiday activities I want to take them to that will have to be planned as the dates are announced.

So yes, I am one of those who are mentioning that word already, but for good cause.  I want to help make this Christmas the best I can for the little girls and their parents.