tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-300650782024-03-07T03:03:21.791-06:00Awaiting BuddhaExperiencing the joy of being a grandmother of four...along with my observances of "Life" and all of its many challenges, joys....and, blessings.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2747125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30065078.post-63932054095720645342012-08-15T16:51:00.002-05:002012-08-15T17:25:36.304-05:00Two visits with grandkids and no post?!?!?!I should be ashamed.<br />
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Blame it on sheer exhaustion.<br />
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My visit with Celia and Dylan was pure delight! The other grandma was there with me....and, believe me, it takes two sets of eyes, arms, legs and 60+ year old energy to do the job right! We went swimming....and exploring and playing with Leggos and playing dress up (of course) and singing and dancing....great fun!<br />
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Here are a few of the pictures of the MD cuties!!<br />
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From there, I flew back home just in time to watch Dave's niece and nephew who had come down to visit their uncle for a week. They were terrific and made me realize how grown up 11 and 7 year olds really are!</div>
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After that, my Minnesota (now Arkansas) gang came in for a few days. My son had his 20th high school (Whaaaat???) reunion and Grammie got to babysit Owen and Audrey.</div>
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They loved swimming in the pool and we managed to go to a jumping place, a children's museum and, even the library while they were here. It wouldn't be a trip to visit Grammie without some pottery and painting!</div>
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Floods, snakes, insurance issues, pool leaks, cupped flooring.....to name just a few.<br />
Through all of this, I have allowed myself to lose sight of what I have always loved about my house. I was letting the "negative energy" come in, visit, and stay for a while.....and, I didn't like it one bit.<br />
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But, today, I decided to attempt to do some yardwork in my backyard. I planted a few new flowers, freshened up the beds a bit, cut away dead branches, and put down some fresh bark chips. It was exhausting and cathartic all at the same time...<br />
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During this process, I began to realize how really beautiful my yard is and how much I have missed appreciating my surroundings.<br />
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I love the memories that I have about this lovely outdoor space of mine. It was really the reason that we originally bought the house. We loved the backyard: I remember my kids growing up enjoying the pool, having friends over, the annual Fourth of July get-together held back there, many quiet moments spent sitting outside with a glass of wine, dinners on the patio when the temperatures allowed it, making it a haven for birds and assorted critters that came to visit, sitting among nature and reading, and, so many more incredible moments. I loved seeing the little touches that made the yard uniquely mine. With camera in hand, I decided to photograph some of my favorites.<br />
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<strong>So, today I fell in love with my backyard....again. </strong><br />
<strong>And, I am so glad that I did.</strong><br />
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"What are these things?" you innocently ask. : )<br />
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After the great "Snake in the Attic Adventure", I had gutter guards installed all around to totally seal off any spaces between the roof shingles and the gutter. This will supposedly keep the critters from getting into my attic and inviting their friends over for toga parties, etc.! Time will tell....<br />
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Another little non-venomous snake (most likely a friend of the attic snake!) found its way into one of my pool skimmers. Luckily the pest control guy was here the day that I discovered it....and, it is now up in snake heaven. So, the next step is to spread these "Snake Away" (clever name, eh?) granules all around the periphery of my yard to deter any other reptiles from entering my yard. Will it work? Time will tell.....<br />
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<em>(In my "brilliance" the other day, before going to the pool pump out in the back yard, I put on long sweat pants that I tucked in to my old hiking boots and then wrapped tin foil all around the area of my legs between my ankles and my knees. For some crazy reason I thought that the shiny foil might deter any critters from bothering me. [laugh here] Did I mention that it was over 105 degrees that day? Am I getting overly cautious [nuts]? Time will tell....)</em></div>
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So, the pool is still leaking. At one point it was losing about 3 1/2 inches of water a day! Now for you <strike><strong>lucky</strong></strike> non-pool owners, that is a lot of water. <strong>: ) </strong>After weeks of marking the walls and doing tests, it has now been decided that the leak is, unfortunately, somewhere under the concrete surrounding the pool. They are bringing in the 'big guns' to try and find out exactly where this leak is...and, then the fun begins! Concrete will be chunked up and new pipes will be installed. It is over 40 years old after all. I could use some new 'pipes' myself at this point in my life....Will they be able to find this !!%#$%^!! leak? Time will tell.....<br />
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Inside the house, the buckled hardwood floor (residual damage from flood number two last year) had to be re-sanded and stained... so I moved over to Dave's house for a few days........then, my freezer became an "ice garden" the other day as the ice maker jammed and the water just froze all around the spaces below......strange objects that don't belong to me or anyone else who has visited my abode are being found around the house......etc. etc. etc.<br />
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In fact, so many things have been going on around my home that I have decided that I either have a ghost or just some negative energy floating around. I decided that I needed to rid my house of this so I went online and looked for some solutions. From what I gather, I just need to get a bunch of dried sage, set it on fire, and walk around each room with it chanting as I go. Hopefully, this will make room for lots of positive energy to enter my home and bring me peace and sanity once again.<span style="font-size: x-small;"><em> ha ha?!</em></span><br />
Well, time will tell.....<br />
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It seems to be everywhere these days....HOT, HOT, Hot temperatures....and, Alabama is no exception. Right now we are at 106.<br />
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I walked at 7 a.m. and it was already 85 degrees with lots of humidity. I think that tomorrow I will stay inside and do the treadmill instead of heading back out into the oven outside.<br />
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He thought that his way of making them was easier and better....so, the challenge was on!<br />
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I boiled several cut up potatoes and divided the whole pot in half when they were done. Dave began to work with his half, and I did the same with mine.<br />
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Now, it seems that we have different techniques in making delicious homemade mashed potatoes. I start the process by putting the cooked potatoes through a ricer.<br />
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This aerates the potato making it lighter and fluffier. I then add some butter to the hot riced potatoes as well as some fat free sour cream. Next comes a touch of garlic, salt and freshly ground pepper. The finished product is lump-free and yummy.<br />
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Dave, on the other hand, likes to just mash his cooked potatoes with a fork or hand pastry blender as he adds butter and milk. After whipping this mixture to a frenzy, he seasons it with salt and pepper. "Simple and good" he says.<br />
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So, of course, I did a blind taste test with him. He tried both samples of potatoes and then gave his opinion on which one was the best.<br />
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He picked mine.<br />
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I found that interesting in that I think that my grandchildren are already worth a million dollars at least! : )<br />
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My floors were sanded, stained, and polyurethaned this week. I spent the night out at Dave's for a couple of nights to escape the fumes and dust.<br />
Now I have the fun task of cleaning everything up and putting things back where they belong...It is amazing how much dust can accumulate when floors are sanded. There is sawdust in every nook and cranny.<br />
I am way too old to be dealing with this.... : )<br />
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Our local newspaper is going to cut back from 7 days to only three. The other four days we are encouraged to go to the paper's online site.<br />
There is something so nice about getting my morning paper, sitting at my kitchen counter, having breakfast, and slowly perusing the news. I will miss that experience.<br />
Reading the paper online just isn't the same....<br />
Modern technology is really affecting our lives, isn't it? I imagine that this is just the tip of the iceberg as we must deal with computers taking over many aspects of our lives.<br />
I remember when I was young and "old people" would talk wistfully about the "good ole days". I am beginning to understand what they meant now that I have joined the "old person population".<br />
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It was unsettling to say the least.</div>
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As I began to envision some critter up there either running laps or dancing the night away ( Toga party?!) in my insulation, I began to think about whether or not this "thing" could get to the inside of my house.<br />
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Obviously, I wasn't going to be getting to sleep anytime soon.<br />
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I called "Critter Control"...but, of course, at 11:30 pm no one was going to be answering the phone. So, I thought that I'd try the non-emergency number of the local police department. No luck with that....in fact, I am sure that the woman answering the phone is probably still getting a chuckle over my phone call.<br />
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Eventually I fell asleep and called the local Critter Control first thing in the morning! A young (and I mean YOUNG!...I'm not even sure that he shaved yet....he looked to be about 13 years old...) guy came to the door ready to save this damsel in distress.<br />
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After thoroughly inspecting the attic area, he saw areas where something had been....but, did not think that the "trails" were that of a squirrel or raccoon. Then he caught the eye of something in the corner staring right back at him.<br />
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It was a chicken snake!!! It was a L-O-N-G and fat chicken snack. Ewwww.</div>
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3) The best remedy (and, also the most costly I might add!!!!) is to seal off this area with a special kind of gutter guard that they give you a lifetime guarantee on. A guarantee that no more critters will be able to get into my house once it is installed and the house is "sealed".</div>
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Guarantee? No more critters? Lifetime? </div>
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No, I haven't decided to suddenly take up grilling....and, I'm certainly not in the mood to get cooked on this hot day in June here in Alabama...but, I was honored to be asked to be part of a blog in which different Grandmas are "grilled" or questioned about themselves and their role as a grandparent.<br />
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So, today is my day and you can see my "grilling" at the following site: <a href="http://www.grandmasbriefs.com/">http://www.grandmasbriefs.com/</a><br />
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While you are there, you might want to read through some of the archives...very interesting, amusing, heartwarming...and, all of those other things that go into being a grandparent!<br />
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I didn't think too much about it until I received "the call" from her office several days later.<br />
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"The biopsy showed that you have a squamous cell carcinoma (skin cancer) and we want to refer you to a surgeon who does the <a href="http://www.mohscollege.org/about/">Mohs</a> procedure to take care of it."<br />
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"WHAT?"<br />
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Now, let's back up about 56 years.....As a young girl growing up in South Florida, spending time in the sun was just an everyday part of my life. The weather was always pretty and warm so a good deal of time was spent outdoors in the tropical sunshine. (As a child, I would put some of that gooey Zinc ointment on my nose when it got too red...but, that was about the extent of my sunscreen use!)<br />
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Once I hit my teen years, having a tan was one of the most accepted (and encouraged) parts of my existence.<br />
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Iodine, baby oil and silver reflector panels all were a part of my sun tanning regimen. We would all get tan....but, for fair-skinned me, it was a process of getting red, sometimes blistering, and eventually getting tan. I had more painful sunburns than I care to remember.<br />
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When you live in S. Florida, going to the beach is just a normal part of life. It was our hangout from the time that I could drive a car there until I left for college. And, at college (U. of Florida) we continued our suntanning as looking tan meant looking good, healthy, and radiant...making you more prone to get asked out on weekend dates! : )<br />
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Fast forward to today...I had the Mohs treatment done two weeks ago on the small spot on my cheek. Tomorrow I get to stop doing the "vinegar wash" and the bandaging with Polysporin.<br />
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After the nurse numbed my cheek, the rest was a piece of cake. The surgeon scraped at the area and then removed a sliver of skin to freeze and send to the office lab. Forty five minutes later the dr. came back in the let me know that they would not need to cut away any more skin in that he had gotten all of the cancer the first time. If they had found traces of cancer cells, I would have had to have more cutting done until the specimen came out clean. I was one of the lucky ones....I caught it early....before the cancer had a chance to get deeper into my skin.<br />
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So, now I will have a standing appointment with my dermatologist every three to six months. Once you have a carcinoma, you are more prone to get others. <br />
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Sunscreen is now a part of my daily regimen. Even if I am going to be outside for just a few minutes, I make sure that I am covered in spf 30 or above sunscreen. While many of my sunspots and dots are from many year's ago, I don't want to add to the past damage from today. This is something that I can easily do, and I will, religiously.<br />
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So, why am I posting all of this??....I am hopeful that I might get someone's attention out there. Someone who still thinks that it is cool to look tan.<br />
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I tried to look for answers online and found sources that would actually help me get a product manual...however, this became one of those "going around in circles" kind of things.<br />
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So, I called the Canon printer help line.<br />
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A very cheery gentleman answered the line after a short wait. He got the usual information from me and began to find out what my issue was. "'Crunkled' paper somewhere in my printer", I replied. He laughed...and then began to patiently, and with great kindness, help me get to the paper culprit.<br />
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It was such a different experience that I have had in the past with technical help that I immediately sent an email to his "higher up" to sing the praises of this gentleman.<br />
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I hope that he gets a raise. : )<br />
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Summertime means "opening-up-the-pool-which-is-probably-green-from-being-closed-up-all-winter-time"!<br />
And, true to form, it was. While I dread doing this chore, it is a necessity if there is going to be any swimming done at all this summer.<br />
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Dave says that I should write down the steps that we take from year to year....along with important tips from things that we have learned the hard way in past years of opening up the pool in the summer.<br />
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Of course, I never did that....so, once again, we had to struggle through chemicalizing, brushing, backwashing, and vacuuming this money pit....making multiple mistakes as usual!<br />
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Since taking off the cover last weekend and pouring lots of $$$$$ in the form of chemicals into the green <strong><strike>pond </strike></strong> pool, I can now report that, while it is still a slight shade of green, it is clear enough to see to the bottom. Believe it or not, that is progress. <br />
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Maybe this year, I will write it all down.<br />
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Believe it or not, I am still dealing with the flood of 2011, where I arrived back home, after a week away, to find my kitchen, den, and downstairs under water. The guilty party was the little innocent looking tube that feeds water into the back of the refrigerator for the icemaker.<br />
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The issue that remains is that the new hardwood floor is still very "cupped" (curled up at the edges....most likely from moisture that remained underneath). The gentleman who did the floor (a year ago) maintains that he will come over and re-sand and re-stain it for me...but, everytime that we speak, he puts me off for "two more months"!<br />
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The contractor on my case is MIA. No one can seem to get in touch with him....and, unfortunately, he has left many unhappy clients in his wake.<br />
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So, I am continually trying to get to the right people to have some recourse in all of this. It is an exhausting search, but I am determined to find fairness in this mess. In my naivete I keep thinking that the people responsible for this will come forward and make things right.<br />
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Maybe it is time to take off my rose-colored glasses...?<br />
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<strong>With all of this, I can't help but smile as I think about the wonderful Cape Cod wedding weekend with my family....so, I will end by posting a few more pictures of that joy.....</strong><br />
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Not only was my sister's oldest son about to be married....but, three of my four grandchildren were in the wedding. Owen, 5, was to be one of two ring bearers and Audrey 3, and Celia 3 were two of the four flower girls.<br />
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Owen had some trepidation early on about beaing a ring bearer. His sister, Audrey, told him not to worry....that he would be fine. (Ah, out of the mouths of babes!) I even bought him a cute book about a little boy who was to be a ring bearer. The little boy in the story thought that meant that he had to be a "ring BEAR"! Grrr. I'm not sure whether this story relaxed him or scared him even more....<br />
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The Massachusett's weather can be quite chilly and rainy this time of year. We were all prepared for anything as we carried shawls and pashminas with us to the ceremony. But, Mother Nature gave us a gift of a weekend filled with lots of sunshine and pleasant temperatures! It was truly lovely.<br />
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Sitting in my seat, I heard a small child crying in the distance where the wedding party was organizing. "Oh, dear, please don't let that be one of my grandkids..." I thought to myself. : ) I tried to see if the cry was recognizable...all to no avail. I had no recourse but to sit and await the processional and hope for the best.<br />
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As I spotted Owen walking down the aisle, I was relieved to see that he had a huge smile on his face and was looking adorable in his minny tuxedo. He helped the younger ring bearer by putting his arm through his. He delivered the ring and took a seat. I began to relax.<br />
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Several seconds later came my two precious granddaughters, dressed in their adorable white dresses with an aqua ribbon around their waists, giggling with joy as they began to reach into their baskets and throw the white rose petals on the grass. Audrey's giggles turned to laughter as she said to her cousin, Celia, "This is so silly!" Everyone who was within earshot smiled at her comment and then she did the most adorable thing as she reached the end of the grassy aisle....she put her arm around Celia and gave her a hug....totally unsolicited or rehearsed!<br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">Be still my heart.... : )</span></strong><br />
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Any day that I can step out of my own little world and do a little something for others is a good day.<br />
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Today I joined several hundred (wish that it was several thousand!) people to take part in a walk for Ovarian Cancer awareness and research.<br />
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We were the "Rainbow Walkers" and we were honoring my dear friend, and two year ovarian cancer survivor, Sherri. She is the one smack dab in the middle of the bottom photo....and, second from the left on the top photo.<br />
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She is the picture of health and nothing could make me happier! Others are not as fortunate....so, for them....and my friend, I walked 3 miles today holding a sign for our team and smiling inside and out.<br />
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I found myself blogging less and less often these past few months as other things began to take precedence in my days. Eventually, my posting became "a thing of the past".<br />
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I guess that I really didn't imagine that it would be noticed....that is, until today, when I got a sweet message from one of my favorite bloggers, Grannie Annie. <br />
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She let me know that I was missed.<br />
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And, truth be told, I have missed posting on my blog.<br />
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I can't promise that I will be back to writing every day....in fact, I know that will be impossible....but, I do want to get back to the feeling of being able to express my feelings on this simple blog as often as I can.<br />
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All is well in my world. I have been doing a lot of traveling....mostly to see family sprinkled with some other fun trips such as my recent time in Kentucky at the Derby with Dave. I even managed to place a couple of $2 bets on the longshot winner and walked away with $100. : )<br />
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Next up will be my nephew's wedding up in Cape Cod! I am so looking forward to that trip for so many reasons....seeing family and visiting a new place at the top of the list. Celia, Audrey and Owen will be taking part in the ceremony as flower girls and ring bearer. You can bet that this Grammie will be smiling from ear to ear!<br />
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So, as I sit here typing my first post in two months (!)....it feels good....kind of like coming home again.<br />
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Thank you so much, Annie, for giving me the "kick" that I needed to find my way back.<br />
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I'm off to see Celia and Dylan tomorrow morning!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</div>
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I'm running on "empty" and need to get my fill of hugs and kisses!</div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Even though they were experiencing record cold temperatures throughout Europe, it didn't deter us from seeing the city and enjoying the sites! We just bundled up, covering every exposed part of our bodies as well as we could...and, headed out.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">One time it was so crowded on the Metro that I found myself totally squeezed among a packed group of mostly men all standing up. I had to make my way through them to get to my friend. It was probably a great day for pickpockets...but, not so much fun for this 63 yr. old woman in a foreign country! </span></div>
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Home from an incredible trip to Paris!<br />
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Once back home....I had a bit of trouble getting acclimated to the time difference...and, my stomach wasn't too happy with all of the croissants, pastries, cheese, and wine that I had been partaking in while there. With all of the rich delicacies....my favorite sweet was actually a very plain (my friends said "dry" would be more accurate)butter cookie from one of the Patisseries. It had sliced almonds on the top and a slight almond-y flavor. If I could have, I would have taken several of them home with me! <br />
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Flying business class was an experience that I will never forget....nor, will I probably ever (never) get to do again! As soon as you walk onto the plane you are immediately taken care of. For the evening flight, our coats were taken from us and hung up with care....and a glass of champagne was offered. (Yes, of course, I took them up on this!) We then got to pick our evening meal from a lovely menu....and, of course, the wine of our choice. Such fun!<br />
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Our seats had a nice big pillow as well as a quilted blanket and a kit filled with toothpaste/brush, comfy socks, moisturizing cream, etc. etc.. These were in case we would be lucky enough to sleep....(I wasn't....even though I tried....and, even took an Ambien half!) Oh, and the nice warm, moist towel that I was handed to use was so heavenly!<br />
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As you can tell, I am loving all of this pampering. : ) Even though I didn't sleep, I enjoyed watching my own little private television to watch some newly released movies. Delightful. And, these seats! They unfolded almost all the way back...so relaxing. And, who gets leg room like this?!?! Only royalty, I am quite sure!<br />
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But, enough about the flight. <strong> I was going to Paris!!!</strong><br />
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....and, so, the adventure began...<br />
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After months of talking about it....it is finally here: I'm leaving for Paris Thursday morning!<br />
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I am "semi" packed even though I keep taking things out and adding other things in. I found out today that the weather is going to be a bit chilly....lows 18 degrees and highs in the low 20's-30's. The keyword here is "layering"...and, that includes long underwear!<br />
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I will try and blog while there....so, hang on...it's going to be quite a ride!<br />
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I also got to chat with my granddaughter, Audrey, as she ate her dinner....even getting a view of what was in her mouth as she moved in for a close-up! That was a little more than I bargained for....but, funny, nonetheless. The day before she was showing me the "princess" dress that she had on and even did a couple of swirls around the kitchen to show it off. <br />
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This is all thanks to Skype and Facetime.<br />
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I also love my chats with Celia as she sits in front of the computer and discusses her world with giggles and silliness interspersed. She also loves to show me her outfits including her newest pair of shoes....the latest ones being her bright, red Maryjanes. <br />
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When he is awake, I get to smile at Dylan as he flirts right back with me. He still isn't quite sure how Grammie gets into that little box on the screen....but, he seems to enjoy it. I imagine that he presumes that I live in there?! And, while I wasn't there for the actual first time....I did get to see some of his very first steps online.<br />
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Of course nothing takes the place of being there in person....having the opportunity to hold them in my arms and cuddle with them....sharing up close and personal moments with them....but, I am so grateful to the brilliant minds who have made this technology available to grandparents all over the world who live far away from their grandchildren.<br />
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I remember seeing futuristic scenes years ago about actually getting to see the person that one was talking to and I can recall wondering if that would ever really occur in my lifetime. <br />
Now I wonder, can "smell-a-vision" be far behind? Or "hug-a-vision".....or.....<br />
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"Right!'" I said, laughing.<br />
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But, he was serious....so, off we went today in the early morning darkness....as I drove him there so that he could fly home for the long weekend to check on his 90 yr. old mom.<br />
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There aren't a whole lot of cars out that time of the day.... and I must say that the lights of the city hide a lot of the not-so-pretty sites....so, it was actually a nice drive....bleary eyes and all.<br />
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When I returned home, I quickly put my pink polka dotted pj's (Dave calls me "Dottie" when I wear them!!) back on and proceeded to fall back asleep until 9:30! I was shocked in that I rarely sleep that late....but, now I should be able to go through my day with a little more clarity. : )<br />
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So, the Paris trip is now only 19 days away! I am such a novice with this kind of travel so I am filled with a million questions. Besides the changing into my pajamas one (!), I am wondering about important things like; "How does one say 'where is the nearest bathroom' in French?" and "May I have some more croissants, please?"<br />
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When the kids/grandkids were all here for Thanksgiving, my son, Adam, was sporting a (sort of) mustache that he was growing as part of the "Movember Men's Cancer Awareness" project. All men are asked to grow some hair above their lip for the entire month of November. This started in Australia where mustaches are known as "Mo's"...thus the name, "Movember".<br />
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Anyway, when my other son planned to have a photographer come to the house to take some family photos, Adam wasn't sure about having his photo taken while sporting this (sort of) mustache.....soooooo, one of my daughter-in-law's decided that we should all have a mustache and purchased several fake ones for the rest of the group.<br />
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This made for some interesting (and, hairy) family shots.<br />
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After all, I was told that we would be (trying) to fall asleep on our nine hour flight....so, I figured that we must be changing into pj's.<br />
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Not true....I quickly learned.<br />
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Well, it might have made for an interesting flight....don't ya think?<br />
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"I can see clearly now....."<br />
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Yep. I had my windows cleaned inside and out the other day. Other than the fact that the workers did not speak much English, they did a very good job. I can't remember the last time that I had this done!<br />
They had to remove the storm windows, clean them, and then put everything back in place. It was hard work....but the results were well worth the expense.<br />
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"Roll Tide" seemed to be the phrase of the day this past week when Alabama played LSU for the football national title.<br />
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Now, I am not saying that I live in the "Football Capital" of the world....but, everywhere I went, the color red was being displayed...on clothing, on cars....etc. etc.<br />
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Everyone that you passed on the street or in stores was decked out in "Alabama attire"...and, of course, one did not walk by someone without muttering "Roll Tide!" followed by a fist pump.<br />
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Luckily, no one knew that I was actually a University of Florida alum.<br />
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We are having a bit of a cold spell right now....and, I love it. There is something so invigorating about the crisp air that comes with the cold fronts heading down from the north.<br />
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Unfortunately, my son and family in Minnesota are having temps in the single digits.<br />
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Not so invigorating for them. : O<br />
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Without recounting all of the difficult and challenging things that have come to be, I will say that all of them involve health issues....not with me, but with people I love....including a "way too quick" loss of a friend. The latter has left a pall over much of my community....and, hardly a day goes by that her name is not mentioned and that her family is not thought of.<br />
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My unusually upbeat Mom has had to deal with loss at the home several times already....most recently, the sudden, and unexpected, passing of a dear friend who was one of the "group" that eat together every day....and, this stress and anxiety put her in the hospital for tests all day yesterday. Thank God, she tested out fine and is back home and doing well today.<br />
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Dave's 90 year old mom is also going through her own challenges right now ....and dealing with it long distance has been extremely difficult on him.<br />
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So, the fact is that "Life Happens". The question is, how do we get through these times and remain positive and joyous? How do we not feel the weight of the sadness on us daily while we go about our usual routines? <br />
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I guess that we must learn to compartmentalize....to take the things that concern us and make us sad and allow ourselves to grieve....but, to also find a way to heal and look at all of the wonderful things that come our way. We can carry the memories that make us smile and reach for them when we are at our lowest.<br />
None of this is easy, but a necessary part of moving on with our lives....<br />
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As we age, we find that our friendships become even more important than every before. A quick call to a dear friend who listens to my deepest feelings and allows me to talk about it certainly helps to remind me that I am not alone on this journey.<br />
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Family, of course, is the antidote to so much of life's trials. A quick Skype with my adorable grandchildren can bring me right back to gratefulness for what I have instead of what I have lost.<br />
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With that in mind, I think that I am going to end this very introspective (sorry) post with some recent joyous photos of my four loves....I hope that they put a smile on your face, too.<br />
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I went for my 6 month dental cleaning appointment yesterday. When the hygienist began to "polish" my teeth at the end....I couldn't believe the taste in my mouth from the toothpaste she was using on me.<br />
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"At sss isss (what is this) ",I mumbled with a mouth full of this sweet tasting stuff that was pretty awful.<br />
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"Isn't it great? she answered enthusiastically, "it is our new cookie dough flavored toothpaste! I had to choose between this one and the chocolate chip cookie flavor."<br />
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You have got to be kidding me....I couldn't wait to get this taste out of my mouth.<br />
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What happened to good ole minty toothpaste?<br />
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Blech....<br />
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