Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Grand Girls are so....GRAND!

I got off early today and decided to pick up the girls and spend some time with them. Christina is packing out today and I just wanted to be with the grand girls and give her a little break. We did stickers, and cereal necklaces (I think we ate more than we stringed), then we made chocolate chip cookies. Then they washed my dishes (they love to wash dishes trust me that will change) What a wonderful day, every time I think about them leaving I get teary eyed, it is just not fair, once again my girls are deserting me and I will be surrounded with men...UGH!

It was such a wonderful time, and on the way home we just talked, because Faith just loves to talk, but I let her and I answered all of them. It was funny but even Kady had to get in a few words. I told them how I had told everyone at my work I just didn't want to work today because I just had to spend time with my grand girls and they were more important than working so I was leaving for the rest of the day. Faith asked me, "Did you quit grandma?" I told her no, I just took the rest of the day off. Then I told her how much I love her and her sisters and how special they were. I told them they were such good cookers, and dishwashers and so talented at art work, and how lucky I was to have such special grand daughters, I mean I was really pouring it on (because I love them and want them to feel special), and I told her I always brag to everyone about how special they all were to me. Then Faith melted my heart and said, "Grandma what you just said made me feel so good inside, and I do feel special now".

Imagine that, my heart was full and for the first time I realized my job here on earth is done, and if God took me home my life would be complete...I made my grandchildren feel special. It don't get better than that.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Marking my Territory

When Rob and I worked in the same place, he would never kiss me goodbye, I was just down the hall. Now, I think I like working in another building because I get goodbye kisses, and I have to say it really rocks. I don't understand the difference but I am a firm believer in not to questioning "why" just be glad that it is kisses galore. Kisses in the morning and kisses at lunch. Anyways, one day we walking after lunch and I kissed him goodbye and told him to have a nice afternoon, and he smiled at me and said you did it again. I just said, "what" with that innocent look on my face. He said you like marking your territory don't you? I thought about it for a second and then I watched him wipe the lip gloss that I had just planted on his lips off with the back on his hand. He said, "you do that on purpose, don't think I don't know it". I grinned of course...he is right, but at least it was a lovely shade of pink, as my grand daughter Faith says, "pink matches with everything", even my husband. So my secret is out...I have been marking my territory...and loving every minute of it.

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Happy Fathers to All the Fathers

My father is no longer here, and yes Father's Day is diffucult for me. I can no longer talk to him and tell him about stupid things that I know only he would care to listen about. I wish he were here, and it still hurts not to be able to go out and shop for him. I would take special care in picking out something I knew he would like, even though he had everything in the world. He did not need big fancy gifts, and he always pretended he loved what I picked.

The things I did with my dad:

My father taught me how to laugh at life...even when I felt like crying.
He always had a wonderful sense of humor.
He taught me how to play baseball, water ski, fish, clam dig, grunion hunt, catch fly flies, fart, blench (really loud) which mom thought was disgusting.
He taught me how to swim (cuz mom couldn't), body surf, dive, dance on his feet, drive stick shift (okay maybe that one didn't go really well and mom had to take over), how to change a tire, how to check my oil, how to play tennis (I loved that one).
He taught me how to love volleyball, badminton, bowling (oh how he loved to bowl).
I flew my first kite with him, climbed my first a tree, hop my first fence. He gave me my first skateboard, my first bike, my first car.
He was good at helping me torment my brothers, love my mom, and give people a pink bellies (to my brothers)
He taught how to fight like a boy, play football, and plant a garden.
Best of all:
He made me feel safe in the world. Made the monsters get out from under my bed. He taught me how to stand up for what I believe is right. In his eyes I could do no wrong, and I knew he was my biggest fan. He did not get to see me graduate from college (I wish he could of seen my diploma), but he supported me no matter what. He loved me enough to discipline me (even when that was such an ordeal). He even let me hate him in my teen years. He was my dad and nobody can ever take his place. Happy Fathers Day...till we meet in heaven I love you.

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Proud to be Called "Mom"

I am so proud say that my son, Garrett is now a Civil Engineer. I am so proud of him, not because he is a civil engineer, but because he worked so very hard to get it and without anyones help. He knew what he wanted to accomplished and he went after it. I really don't think he knows just how wonderful he is. He has overcome so much in life, and he is a fighter. I hope he realizes that he can accomplish anything in life, and with God all things are possible. We were all praying for him. I love you Garrett and I just love being your mom, you are my special angel sent from God above.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Poor Nanny was in the hospital yesterday. She is home though, and I know it is only because I prayed for her...okay maybe because everyone prayed for. Maybe I just have low self esteem...okay I have a big ego or like Rob likes to say a (big head). As a matter a fact I believe my mom used to say she was surprised that my head fit through the door at all. Now see with all that wonderful praise it is no wonder I am such a confident and wonderful prayer. Oh yeah, but this little blog is not about me, it is about my Nanny, and oh how I love my Margaret...okay...okay...now just stop it, I know...you all love her too, but I love her so much more and I am so happy you are feeling better. It is okay Margaret ;) I won't tell everyone who your favorite in-law is, I won't tell them who your most favorite person in the whole wide world is (wink, wink, nod, nod) but I bet her name starts with the letter Dee, oh my could it be me? I'll never tell that would just crush all people with already low self esteem, and I will work hard on my low self-esteem....don't say it mom....or Rob. I love you Nanny and guess what so does my Jesus.

Saturday, June 4, 2011





























































More of the Girls





Kady really enjoyed the playdough





Look at that beautiful smile





























"The Grand Girls"



Grandpa and Kady doing Itsy Bitsy Spider over and over and over again.



Grandpa's really getting into it





Kady in the morning







See is playing with her letters.









A Time of Darkness

This has been a hard week. With Justin going home to be with the Lord it has been truly heartbreaking. My heart bleeds for my brother, and I wish I had words or comfort to offer him, but I don't, and I don't really think anything I could say would be a comfort to him. So, instead I have to leave him in Gods hands...they are good hands and I pray for him everyday anyways, but now I pray for encouragement and strenght. If I was in the same situation, I know I would be going a little crazy. Randy was such a wonderful father to Justin.

All I want to do is take away his pain, but I can't, I don't understand why God has put him through this trial life, but then we may never know. I just wish I was there to comfort him, but I know that God is there with him and he is holding his head up right now and carrying him. Please pray for my brother. I love you Randy.