tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-205622742024-03-25T09:58:32.134-04:00Red Sock MamaHey, you found us. It's about time. We've been here since June, 2006. Come on in and visit. The door is always open, the coffee is always hot!Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.comBlogger669125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-14102043014040265542023-07-28T22:56:00.005-04:002023-07-28T22:56:44.142-04:00No Party<p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;"> Happy 65th birthday!</span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Every one misses you but today was even harder...</span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Your 65th birthday!</span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">The day I took this picture, I said to myself that THIS was what you would look like when you were 65...</span></b></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgqWJfANVn6elU95LO4-yTZLfq6byfxWUWQfdLfzWFOGgvmjlPVJNDAQaDNASzH7M36S3eSs0YIN7dVPZ-C6dCDljwgfjPNXRQEExbE-k_kJGX3avgKBQ-K1rTXBTJ9GwpU8bRLEvoJhGniRpBFJzK_EVIDUed2i8GNBvQ1pYk8alGK9rApe5mG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="300" height="479" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgqWJfANVn6elU95LO4-yTZLfq6byfxWUWQfdLfzWFOGgvmjlPVJNDAQaDNASzH7M36S3eSs0YIN7dVPZ-C6dCDljwgfjPNXRQEExbE-k_kJGX3avgKBQ-K1rTXBTJ9GwpU8bRLEvoJhGniRpBFJzK_EVIDUed2i8GNBvQ1pYk8alGK9rApe5mG=w359-h479" width="359" /></a></div><p><br /></p><b><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Happy 65th birthday</span></b></div></b><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-12135705586582666922021-10-08T12:53:00.005-04:002021-10-08T12:53:47.611-04:00Ten of the longest and fastest moving years.<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"> I can't believe it's been ten years.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I can still hear your voice...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">and Arnie's bark.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">You are missed!</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilNQOFY_ClkZk89jsM12PaDKrMlZjYVAH7ihCuv1RUwxtkcVHBqS6ZYYCVGMyGj0F1w7zsiLQfPxt4DRCVAJ5HMM98gLP9OoJ3gnmV5KBFys-aPMNmWpzL8PURKCGDbZU5WUrL/s244/IMG_0764.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="175" data-original-width="244" height="459" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilNQOFY_ClkZk89jsM12PaDKrMlZjYVAH7ihCuv1RUwxtkcVHBqS6ZYYCVGMyGj0F1w7zsiLQfPxt4DRCVAJ5HMM98gLP9OoJ3gnmV5KBFys-aPMNmWpzL8PURKCGDbZU5WUrL/w640-h459/IMG_0764.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-43794363108630329532021-09-01T15:48:00.003-04:002021-09-01T15:48:41.079-04:00Birthday Season!<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> It seems that we have birthday seasons in our family...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">When Mr. K and I married, we compounded that!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">We had July, my brother, me, Mr. K's daughter-in-law and son...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Let's get August with Mr. K, Tony and Mindy (4 days apart), </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">And today, September 1, we have Andy!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">So for now, we can take a little break...Until October!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">I'd post everyone's photo but I don't have time to look for them!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Maybe later!</span></p>Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-33118970287782102972021-08-31T06:20:00.002-04:002021-08-31T06:20:00.224-04:00What Happened Next?<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> We got things under control, somewhat...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">After paying more that $300 each for four keys...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Mr. K got his car inspected...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">He still had to park it in the driveway because Kia issued a recall for some fire danger,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">but they didn't know when or even if they would fix it.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I didn't care, I LOVED parking in the center of the garage.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Suddenly, Mr. K realized his car was 5 years old. He said he never keeps a car longer than 5 years...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I just shook my head...I've had cars that were 21+ years old and they were just fine!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I told him that if he was going out to buy a SUV, I'd like one with third row seating...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">After all, our family was growing!</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOnln7fKPHTFZwNyLO8m0UIm2cNZ14_YoQpdEjxFQ1ZGkkjotjL66AwHiJvrmkMcyMDQIsn9ForpWq9rAGbaJtB8-H0UuIrHwAi5gN66ycxRy7Zck4eQ1YjgUV8kj6fVxOuqQK/s1292/IMG_9824.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="969" data-original-width="1292" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOnln7fKPHTFZwNyLO8m0UIm2cNZ14_YoQpdEjxFQ1ZGkkjotjL66AwHiJvrmkMcyMDQIsn9ForpWq9rAGbaJtB8-H0UuIrHwAi5gN66ycxRy7Zck4eQ1YjgUV8kj6fVxOuqQK/w400-h300/IMG_9824.JPG" width="400" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">My wish was his command.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">In two weeks, we racked up 1800 miles when it started acting crazy.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Mr. K called the dealer. They offered him a service appointment three weeks away.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Furious, he called Kia and they told him to go to any Kia dealer, so he did.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">A week later, they told him they had to replace the transmission cooler or something like that.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">He asked for a loaner and they told him they had none. He had to go across the street and rent one.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">So he did...</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga33mUT0iCdpIERtlsQJHcFh6Zh8rR0WjLJobWmcTVD0xumDOWGO-F7FmDRK9B2U3usRZo9s_9Sy5H9Rd-48l6KfyrvvEPKQLI3qbUXLlIkOM-MjlnwrF3PAPvDf3XnOPOaJlQ/s1262/IMG_0195.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="969" data-original-width="1262" height="308" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga33mUT0iCdpIERtlsQJHcFh6Zh8rR0WjLJobWmcTVD0xumDOWGO-F7FmDRK9B2U3usRZo9s_9Sy5H9Rd-48l6KfyrvvEPKQLI3qbUXLlIkOM-MjlnwrF3PAPvDf3XnOPOaJlQ/w400-h308/IMG_0195.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The only car they had was a Mitsubishi Mirage...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I said it was more like a miracle (that he could get in it).</span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">A week after that, they told him the part was in transit. Then they didn't know...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Again, he asked for a loaner...they had none so he called the rental company and they did get him a bit bigger car...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Finally, the part came in!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">It did not fix the problem, they said they would have to replace the transmission but really didn't know when they would get one.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">A few days later, I got in my car and it said that my key was not in range.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I knew it was, so I tried again and it started, very slowly.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I backed out of the garage, put the top down and went to the convenience store.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">When I went to drive home, my car wouldn't start!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Two really nice guys, one weighing 300+ pounds and carrying a chihuahua, tried to jump my battery.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">No go.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Now, you realize that in our house, crap comes in twos, right? </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I called Mr. K and he came over and called AAA. After a 20 minute phone call, they told him a tow truck would be there in 25 minutes.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">We sat inside, eating convenience store food when I looked out.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">It was raining!!!!!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I ran out, not sure what I was going to do, but just before I was soaked, the tow truck pulled in.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">he got my car started and I was able to put the top up...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I drove home.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Long story short, my battery died...had to get a new one!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Good news, the Kia dealer gave Mr. K a loaner, it's even nicer than the one we bought! </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">They have had the car for 35+ days.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Kia never responds to us. So far, it was $2700 to rent the car.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">One last thought...He bought the Kia because of the great warranty. 10 years or 100,000 miles. Wonder if they are waiting out the ten years?</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I'll be back soon! Promise</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTbxOvvrVASgMXhwvll2KKaXi37unj7XTUR25JzZXaNUWgVvE9G0Er4lXqsZO-1FC94stcNnockhPBpi4UCr8gXdSd7APolFpt346Ebkv3fB9h7gx01onxPQpko1LvBKN6JrFx/s970/IMG_0158.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="970" data-original-width="944" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTbxOvvrVASgMXhwvll2KKaXi37unj7XTUR25JzZXaNUWgVvE9G0Er4lXqsZO-1FC94stcNnockhPBpi4UCr8gXdSd7APolFpt346Ebkv3fB9h7gx01onxPQpko1LvBKN6JrFx/w389-h400/IMG_0158.jpg" width="389" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">She said her name is Grandma Jan</span></p>Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-46700749573854388342021-03-29T07:01:00.000-04:002021-03-29T07:01:10.648-04:00Over Keyed!<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> Last Tuesday, we got the call from the VW dealer...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">My car keys were done and I could come and get my car!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">If my arthritis wasn't so bad, I would have done a happy dance.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Sad part was I didn't have anywhere to go...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Mr K didn't have a key to his car, but he could always find places to go...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I considered renting him my key to his car... </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">On Thursday, I took Locklan and Teagan to visit Henry and Luca!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Oh my goodness, Henry was so happy to see them he kept hugging them and giggling.</span></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Luca got plenty of attention...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVX6TUw4Ra3k75n6VJduknayri-MExjyBYrWt75Txd7BGJOgMpDzAvEKOBn1dpgB77C7RtglHOEQUw9Ybcz0pIFHmJMlNdvO1OZvfKUh7JGENg3lh1gGxo-tlh8bwvJKghysHc/s4032/IMG_9618.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVX6TUw4Ra3k75n6VJduknayri-MExjyBYrWt75Txd7BGJOgMpDzAvEKOBn1dpgB77C7RtglHOEQUw9Ybcz0pIFHmJMlNdvO1OZvfKUh7JGENg3lh1gGxo-tlh8bwvJKghysHc/w300-h400/IMG_9618.HEIC" width="300" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsA3wvYs645gGxcOqprlqLZUEXlQa6cXC_HjAdrtLiThlv9uaEoy-V2-rCTe6EcTV7O_re0ZXzTrXGsRb4cEn8700b-XmuzmeR6Y3swChFBrWNDL0_CaZxm1kY2ZxDqc5-G-I0/s2093/IMG_9620.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2093" data-original-width="1607" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsA3wvYs645gGxcOqprlqLZUEXlQa6cXC_HjAdrtLiThlv9uaEoy-V2-rCTe6EcTV7O_re0ZXzTrXGsRb4cEn8700b-XmuzmeR6Y3swChFBrWNDL0_CaZxm1kY2ZxDqc5-G-I0/w308-h400/IMG_9620.HEIC" width="308" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I didn't think Locklan was ever going to let him go!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I finally got them all to sit pretty still...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilFJmE2Stx9Qs7tl3t-QIWyT-zv2qPmxx6WOfxS6GWcZz2lxMasC_e4ecipsM9vtC2JY4TK23L6zvw8McgUVrgA7nEb5GUhODsfYLkH7DPS3iFntPTSh4otXw63zP_zdqLHWQf/s960/163246459_10159349334003185_3091155542263707127_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="678" data-original-width="960" height="452" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilFJmE2Stx9Qs7tl3t-QIWyT-zv2qPmxx6WOfxS6GWcZz2lxMasC_e4ecipsM9vtC2JY4TK23L6zvw8McgUVrgA7nEb5GUhODsfYLkH7DPS3iFntPTSh4otXw63zP_zdqLHWQf/w640-h452/163246459_10159349334003185_3091155542263707127_n.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Every time I look at this, my heart sings!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Oh my, grandma life!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Lots more going on but I have things I have to get done before Mr.K and the dogs get up!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p><br /></p>Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-80677861089468881762021-03-19T08:04:00.000-04:002021-03-19T08:04:08.499-04:00Here's the Key<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> Actually, there is no key.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Let me start at the beginning, or even before that.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Last Friday Mr.K went to Tractor Supply for dog food.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Later that day, Mr. K could not find his car keys.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">In this house, we have two complete sets. We each have keys to both cars.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">On Saturday I took my keys apart and handed him a key for his car.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">We were fine...well, almost fine.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">That's when he noticed that his inspection sticker expired in JANUARY!</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">We made it through the weekend and then Monday morning I was headed to Tony and Mindy's to babysit Henry while Mindy took Luca for his one month check up.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I grab my purse (where I always keep the keys) and hit the ignition.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">It says the key is not in the car.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">A quick dump of the contents of my purse on the front seat.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Nope, no key.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I <strike>asked</strike> begged Mr. K to help me find the key.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">No key to be found.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">The only car we have with a key is his out of inspection Kia</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">(that incidentally is parked in the drive because Kia recalled it and said not to park it in or near structures because of fire danger)</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I jumped in his car and drove (very carefully) to baby sit.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">This morning, the first available time for inspection the car was legal!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Still no key for my car.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Mr. K started making phone calls.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Finally, he spoke with Nationwide. They agreed to help find a towing company that could get my car out of the garage and tow it to the VW dealer where they would program the new keys...when they come in on Monday or Tuesday.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">We were just getting ready to eat dinner with a guy comes to our door. He came to tow my car to the dealer.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Now, I usually park in the garage with my window open. Don't ask why.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">The guy knew how to put the car in neutral, but he could not get the window up!</span></p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpMvg1x6cYsLGkzx3U8z17sPE00SmHIK2Ua5EcjJu4Xfdx5stMFwL6VAdGajyouJAa4MOBbDqTQzYLfXNrY6CEX7fDRc0GWPD1qOvneMQDY7nPzefSZ-0hEl4cCxZmMeTk6Z6P/s4032/IMG_9563.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpMvg1x6cYsLGkzx3U8z17sPE00SmHIK2Ua5EcjJu4Xfdx5stMFwL6VAdGajyouJAa4MOBbDqTQzYLfXNrY6CEX7fDRc0GWPD1qOvneMQDY7nPzefSZ-0hEl4cCxZmMeTk6Z6P/w300-h400/IMG_9563.HEIC" width="300" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Mr. K helped him put plastic over the window!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">So there I was...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Watching my darling VW on the back of a tow truck...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVmfDpqTRfDK9zdRvKBHsloVj3uQGr_XBQXHhs3feV0NPS_Wabt7hIC2oaJ78Cjvu-ZMjpEKxS0I_S8UZKI6qCKWj8YcowWIHVOE1o5eOzDTsC9r7VaA7r4p-nAsULMdyMfAZB/s2487/IMG_9573.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2487" data-original-width="2464" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVmfDpqTRfDK9zdRvKBHsloVj3uQGr_XBQXHhs3feV0NPS_Wabt7hIC2oaJ78Cjvu-ZMjpEKxS0I_S8UZKI6qCKWj8YcowWIHVOE1o5eOzDTsC9r7VaA7r4p-nAsULMdyMfAZB/w396-h400/IMG_9573.HEIC" width="396" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Headed for the VW dealer to be parked in their lot with the window down?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Until Monday or Tuesday.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Somehow I could not make sense of it all, but in guy-talk, I was wrong...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The service manager (and I have plenty of bad experiences with them)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">said he would send someone out to throw plastic over it.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The key is...there is no key!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">But to brighten my day...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZkBlCBAzIqHDblgIUqVQZXQGdUSRGnVGnKPYoVbfcBm02Ct-bunQaS6_G4TIbTZXx9UHYcl4jmhEq2gc9AApdvclfI7RWD35nNmOG0_4vQ1nUsKWbW-jQKZVyvTMvO-kxoNyJ/s3902/IMG_9575.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2492" data-original-width="3902" height="408" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZkBlCBAzIqHDblgIUqVQZXQGdUSRGnVGnKPYoVbfcBm02Ct-bunQaS6_G4TIbTZXx9UHYcl4jmhEq2gc9AApdvclfI7RWD35nNmOG0_4vQ1nUsKWbW-jQKZVyvTMvO-kxoNyJ/w640-h408/IMG_9575.JPG" width="640" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Henry and Luca took their first bath together!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">~sigh~</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Grandma life!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><br /></p>Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-88908503536727091062021-03-12T06:47:00.000-05:002021-03-12T06:47:01.796-05:00Look Out for Flying Time!<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">How could it go so quickly?</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">On this very day, </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">52 years ago... </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I became the mother of what would become one of the world's most inquisitive, talented, funny and handsome guy!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Michael Ambrose B. III plopped into the world weighing 9 pounds 14 ounces and standing 24 inches long which entered him into the tallest baby ever born in that small town hospital!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I would probably say it was easy-peasy but looking back...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">23 hours of labor</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">this kid was born with the mouth of a sailor</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">he performed dare devil stunts from day 3</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">and although he only broke one bone, he had enough stitches to make a quilt.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">We waited patiently for him to get married...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">But he was picky, it took him a while to find the perfect one!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">But he did!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI1t57etLprdZEXzCLD9-b-CFdPgmxsqOnLxZCydcJ8JiTW0zzHhGL1-iEMmy3OOm3dzDlNqN_dB5K58JbgooP0LA6FuO7a2HMFvBl-5-loMiJxc95jqn9QHjHhgoMcvFzBLdG/s1600/DSC_0399.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1071" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI1t57etLprdZEXzCLD9-b-CFdPgmxsqOnLxZCydcJ8JiTW0zzHhGL1-iEMmy3OOm3dzDlNqN_dB5K58JbgooP0LA6FuO7a2HMFvBl-5-loMiJxc95jqn9QHjHhgoMcvFzBLdG/w268-h400/DSC_0399.jpg" width="268" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKP54MleeKF4rDIuW6zQ1o6jT5qqmUXCI_iqadZBFboX0Jaij5uoOUuwbFEcHxsyeFkePQXjuKR4p6H37DqZ0szZA7TGjmUfN3cmCVMpYY6Hpp7L5ZgL6FWQP44ldgLEmJsJt9/s400/IMGP7460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="400" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKP54MleeKF4rDIuW6zQ1o6jT5qqmUXCI_iqadZBFboX0Jaij5uoOUuwbFEcHxsyeFkePQXjuKR4p6H37DqZ0szZA7TGjmUfN3cmCVMpYY6Hpp7L5ZgL6FWQP44ldgLEmJsJt9/w400-h320/IMGP7460.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Happy birthday, Michael!</span></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Mama loves you.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Michael and his first girlfriend, Marcy.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg48UL4EQfFqrBawjklkVeodINZtmUHU-b08-GXLbOPqPl6IoP7SVsORmJ_hcK0bV7ttsGWcXxlUcfByiK1lOCXavWW5kApgWNSMpAdWbauP1fnKiBDb0gjnqbx6CR6vDyfZuZp/s1081/IMG_9512.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1071" data-original-width="1081" height="396" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg48UL4EQfFqrBawjklkVeodINZtmUHU-b08-GXLbOPqPl6IoP7SVsORmJ_hcK0bV7ttsGWcXxlUcfByiK1lOCXavWW5kApgWNSMpAdWbauP1fnKiBDb0gjnqbx6CR6vDyfZuZp/w400-h396/IMG_9512.PNG" width="400" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The fab four on Michael's wedding day</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifWmRyOCHGWKVpKlOaVKWvWrS6xf0aA9c6jHAwUwx4d6Mw62MqM8XgodA__xAwiJoUHy0k1ggHcnFo65fybPccDLHIoCgyh-3985SUnZE_f9td6XzP8GEY6bSbUYMbO-nJ-kot/s1600/10530543_10153196078558185_173567666702345726_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1053" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifWmRyOCHGWKVpKlOaVKWvWrS6xf0aA9c6jHAwUwx4d6Mw62MqM8XgodA__xAwiJoUHy0k1ggHcnFo65fybPccDLHIoCgyh-3985SUnZE_f9td6XzP8GEY6bSbUYMbO-nJ-kot/w264-h400/10530543_10153196078558185_173567666702345726_o.jpg" width="264" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">At Tony's wedding...</span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIYhfplByqioHuNqXy-zppbBnnGrJ1gO3BRA1JMe0QwNTu_vxeftALR1Fmj2RnbeJ8v6Vs8CbW04iakQZcZ6FzQ9vQMOliCK511YTcKgiBgveTXwqVj_cPNTr64pDCo8EU99lJ/s579/DSC_0043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="579" data-original-width="525" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIYhfplByqioHuNqXy-zppbBnnGrJ1gO3BRA1JMe0QwNTu_vxeftALR1Fmj2RnbeJ8v6Vs8CbW04iakQZcZ6FzQ9vQMOliCK511YTcKgiBgveTXwqVj_cPNTr64pDCo8EU99lJ/w363-h400/DSC_0043.jpg" width="363" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">With Catherine</span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju1Yi-F-LkleTzgHgxXcQjfsGku6oqAp6xAMQhgXj7zoFOY5qzxtDteDcAMazAmhba0VPsBZ71ONOusZ483Gc3DyQvzBNf0rED6agMc3uk04mXEeH9zOSQ6QlJIuYvy2p8Snvp/s1600/DSC_0399.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1071" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju1Yi-F-LkleTzgHgxXcQjfsGku6oqAp6xAMQhgXj7zoFOY5qzxtDteDcAMazAmhba0VPsBZ71ONOusZ483Gc3DyQvzBNf0rED6agMc3uk04mXEeH9zOSQ6QlJIuYvy2p8Snvp/w268-h400/DSC_0399.jpg" width="268" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">And a wicked sense of humor. I fell off my bike in the middle of the street.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Ashley ran and took a picture of me and sent it to everyone.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Thanksgiving day, Michael wore his custom t-shirt!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqcaZpPZndT51eIUoe0t1VSJnM4hNzLQ3fEznxt5JH2Y51hEE-hVlBxXXdJi3PGop66jIY9BmJCV_8LvKyAitm8dwz3C_5HKFKO4XwjD1U80B5UcyjeyOgK7Eptwm_ohVfXmJ1/s960/394988_491184260921351_1036123854_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="717" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqcaZpPZndT51eIUoe0t1VSJnM4hNzLQ3fEznxt5JH2Y51hEE-hVlBxXXdJi3PGop66jIY9BmJCV_8LvKyAitm8dwz3C_5HKFKO4XwjD1U80B5UcyjeyOgK7Eptwm_ohVfXmJ1/w299-h400/394988_491184260921351_1036123854_n.jpg" width="299" /><br /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Yes, that's Andy photobombing!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">~sigh~</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Mom life!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">(almost as much fun as grandma life)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-36325002080833181902021-03-01T12:46:00.000-05:002021-03-01T12:46:02.667-05:00Corgi Day?<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> This morning my newsfeed announced that it was <b><u>National Welch Corgi Day</u></b>.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I begrudgingly thought it was only appropriate to honor Miss Shirley...</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSOcI05y6COb6TfZqWYFwVZTN0d8cSvfT97YE1HeyAqGT9KrwO1mbZfuvmJeGH7VcggWyJi-umHt_pvfykCj8kh67rf5ZxIu8oGmtdS2GsFaz2RlXSEaUP7DkFaV4gePv9q7IX/s4032/IMG_8564.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSOcI05y6COb6TfZqWYFwVZTN0d8cSvfT97YE1HeyAqGT9KrwO1mbZfuvmJeGH7VcggWyJi-umHt_pvfykCj8kh67rf5ZxIu8oGmtdS2GsFaz2RlXSEaUP7DkFaV4gePv9q7IX/w300-h400/IMG_8564.HEIC" width="300" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">But then I saw that <b><i><u>International Corgi Day</u></i></b> was scheduled for June 4, 2021...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">What the heck, another day to honor her?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi104cnxE5p9GtZufK-iHxIrz-oBMVoJY4wAaY8f1LosBgLGh4ZmqC8qJb0oLqjO6vyQ-CyqeDToACmC6Ft7rRKqE4HUvGJRdj-XJe-UTFZdtM53NkWRn-Z8AhUsbH5Bqp8vIZZ/s4032/IMG_8656.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi104cnxE5p9GtZufK-iHxIrz-oBMVoJY4wAaY8f1LosBgLGh4ZmqC8qJb0oLqjO6vyQ-CyqeDToACmC6Ft7rRKqE4HUvGJRdj-XJe-UTFZdtM53NkWRn-Z8AhUsbH5Bqp8vIZZ/w300-h400/IMG_8656.HEIC" width="300" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I did find yet another day, </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><i><u>International Corgi Day</u></i></b> is April 20!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Shirley said it's going to be a big celebration so she's cleaning house...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqWpvYfJt44Bo9323x14KzJQo9RYCWA4KYcEf2lr7hyphenhyphenVw-Ob1ABd8RytR9eDvl-l2W0B7WPkcJwyKAFMayUNyhbktwLvdJRINnQFOOvETDn7wJwSEP2LYBAV6OW9OJUllyEslD/s960/10400019_10153460143423185_8315417031492735700_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqWpvYfJt44Bo9323x14KzJQo9RYCWA4KYcEf2lr7hyphenhyphenVw-Ob1ABd8RytR9eDvl-l2W0B7WPkcJwyKAFMayUNyhbktwLvdJRINnQFOOvETDn7wJwSEP2LYBAV6OW9OJUllyEslD/w300-h400/10400019_10153460143423185_8315417031492735700_n.jpg" width="300" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">And getting supplies...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimlt1HvxVEX2AUV8J8oP1Yve-y3-XDgfORdlJc3fp-k6774FIPIgJ7KOCXeLxMgRfuZUejzLVp4iOJDTmJRDl3Dp9uMksQ2QLReLbcEoKjl3Nda1PrhM0I5DGUe95QnlsWoGeX/s960/14484664_10154582969153185_290289129507147006_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="960" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimlt1HvxVEX2AUV8J8oP1Yve-y3-XDgfORdlJc3fp-k6774FIPIgJ7KOCXeLxMgRfuZUejzLVp4iOJDTmJRDl3Dp9uMksQ2QLReLbcEoKjl3Nda1PrhM0I5DGUe95QnlsWoGeX/w400-h300/14484664_10154582969153185_290289129507147006_n.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">It's going to be a big one!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Which is making Winnie rather disgruntled...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzglqsX4R5_8VWkjgI5dfbCMIYyVezyDQ1RB2SgbiBhSBayyT8lqsNga2DK2F5Sjc4VAUL_XUdHKE1uJg_JJPqd4a8bqR6JBAelruaE9bm_zNMhSua85XrEZLSmV1OYChczhBc/s251/IMG_9376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="206" data-original-width="251" height="262" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzglqsX4R5_8VWkjgI5dfbCMIYyVezyDQ1RB2SgbiBhSBayyT8lqsNga2DK2F5Sjc4VAUL_XUdHKE1uJg_JJPqd4a8bqR6JBAelruaE9bm_zNMhSua85XrEZLSmV1OYChczhBc/w320-h262/IMG_9376.JPG" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">How about that?!?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">One whole post without photos of grandkids!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Think again!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFgHLIkXYG3AFOKXRzafE7Eiad3TcQX22V2OiXubrImQ2Oe46CUQaWqogW64i_KUbCJGZ1hyphenhyphennB_FhL2RVSunQKlBq5U801GEuu2Z39WzlK3fiqK50nFtuXicKJ-yYqKxcJqQ87/s380/IMG_9368.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="380" data-original-width="354" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFgHLIkXYG3AFOKXRzafE7Eiad3TcQX22V2OiXubrImQ2Oe46CUQaWqogW64i_KUbCJGZ1hyphenhyphennB_FhL2RVSunQKlBq5U801GEuu2Z39WzlK3fiqK50nFtuXicKJ-yYqKxcJqQ87/s320/IMG_9368.JPG" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;">~sigh~</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Grandma life!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p><br /></p></div>Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-90543865848966057112021-02-27T12:13:00.001-05:002021-02-27T12:13:10.908-05:00Scraps of Life...<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> Just some bits of this and that from the past week...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Photos the kids shared, things I did...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Places my brain went...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">First off, I'm in up to my wazoo with my mom's estate.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">So many things to do, questions to ask, STUFF to deal with.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I remember that for the past ten years, each time I visited my mother she tried to give me things out of her house. I usually refused, saying I had more than enough STUFF at my house already.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Now I see that it would have been easier to take the contents of her house piece by piece than to deal with the whole mess at once!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I'm learning...look out kids!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">It's been difficult working on the legal stuff. I've known my attorney for for than 55 years.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">He was a fuss budget in junior high and has only gotten worse. We're both old and cranky.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I think he should have retired years ago...just kidding, Stephen!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Of course, there was my Tuesday dinner with Locklan. Wouldn't miss it for anything.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I try to find something to play while we're waiting for our dinners.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">This week it was dominoes!</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmY_ze-AmzO5WRRMkHjJcx0EWWJLrNY-jnylIhEda0FMn0_XyUyXeimNz5iaYJ1F3DWUxAHLjWdH8NKyxujg9Bue6UwfK1G-P4Ce_xIPFBjOJFZdNni4CvFJMyOmBE2m_l6h3L/s4032/IMG_9414.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmY_ze-AmzO5WRRMkHjJcx0EWWJLrNY-jnylIhEda0FMn0_XyUyXeimNz5iaYJ1F3DWUxAHLjWdH8NKyxujg9Bue6UwfK1G-P4Ce_xIPFBjOJFZdNni4CvFJMyOmBE2m_l6h3L/w300-h400/IMG_9414.HEIC" width="300" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiIfS4QMLceZutKVSVT24MfaKJ872wpXA7ggBxwMHdzaKFvdgnTDslo7dAjN0ZcqeRw8EyYvj8IeVWfYeVEpkctPqRVUEPHf1r7JmVPoIBCZ233iY-J_7HAb6RINDjaJ4wbin-/s4032/IMG_9415.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiIfS4QMLceZutKVSVT24MfaKJ872wpXA7ggBxwMHdzaKFvdgnTDslo7dAjN0ZcqeRw8EyYvj8IeVWfYeVEpkctPqRVUEPHf1r7JmVPoIBCZ233iY-J_7HAb6RINDjaJ4wbin-/w300-h400/IMG_9415.HEIC" width="300" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">He loved it and took the tiles home to play with his mom. </span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">He claimed he usually won but occasionally Teagan won.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Yesterday afternoon, the kids stopped by for an afternoon visit.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Within minutes, they gathered furniture from every room to set up their theater.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">They took turns as master of ceremony and performing.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Teagan danced, Locklan sang. The big problem was that when Teagan was Master of Ceremony, she would introduce herself, introduce the performers and thank everyone for coming.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">That included going out and hugging everyone in the audience which included 3 bears, 2 cabbage patch dolls and a few stuffed animals.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">She's amazing...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">We had fun but I was beat after all that excitement!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I was happy to see Andy helping put my house back in order!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjHMXpCG9jYERwHehZsWxjD-VsNs8cQ4BN6WbYbdDL2NpqyNARQGmk1j_AZBq-Wn4YLT8uuLNcpl24NlBN2nbKDfTGMcRuYYe2Qm9yFNWghTBtXxzBbFRr4-xNar4pZR8LZy1F/s4032/IMG_9430.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjHMXpCG9jYERwHehZsWxjD-VsNs8cQ4BN6WbYbdDL2NpqyNARQGmk1j_AZBq-Wn4YLT8uuLNcpl24NlBN2nbKDfTGMcRuYYe2Qm9yFNWghTBtXxzBbFRr4-xNar4pZR8LZy1F/w640-h480/IMG_9430.HEIC" width="640" /></span></a></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Tony sent me this...</span></div></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOM9nVyAdzbefNkBD0MaB5aACrkrTtXhXezsjwcZcY32DTOU9TDOe6TqGppZjiIfyOtXTZ5twxg-hmcrnAC7z-W3GJD62gL-yjyTUdT2GgD72Vfh5-IcM7S_6bRBg6l4tAoCfY/s4032/IMG_9413.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOM9nVyAdzbefNkBD0MaB5aACrkrTtXhXezsjwcZcY32DTOU9TDOe6TqGppZjiIfyOtXTZ5twxg-hmcrnAC7z-W3GJD62gL-yjyTUdT2GgD72Vfh5-IcM7S_6bRBg6l4tAoCfY/w480-h640/IMG_9413.JPG" width="480" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Brothers having lunch?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Last night, he shared this...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXGhXaHBZH0VUEUc5OdYKS5ZeLOklyPTqLVvlP7gIFXaOE8YxuurhnQSMFNlGsKIxwB5qwoTshE0MiYdSGgZ440iY3Df5T3aLV6muCQn6SqK9xU1aAt1FmBa4ewIaFO3jIALMY/s1646/IMG_9433.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1646" data-original-width="1199" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXGhXaHBZH0VUEUc5OdYKS5ZeLOklyPTqLVvlP7gIFXaOE8YxuurhnQSMFNlGsKIxwB5qwoTshE0MiYdSGgZ440iY3Df5T3aLV6muCQn6SqK9xU1aAt1FmBa4ewIaFO3jIALMY/w291-h400/IMG_9433.PNG" width="291" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I think they like him!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Wow! That was a week!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Next week I get my second covoid injection, Mr. K has had both of his...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">And (grandma) life goes on!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">~SIGH~</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p></div></div>Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-60364217672019054782021-02-24T06:30:00.002-05:002021-02-24T11:18:29.157-05:00Grandma and the Cricut<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"> I've had a vinyl cutting machine of one brand or another for 6 or 7 years.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I really didn't use them much until grandkids came along.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I did monthly baby shirts...</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJs48hWaHaIK-MQQApzxIPLe0VDLMCNGkJ9SxWF-xnG14Y_yhnFyBEfUeYkclEQmMoNKXLMX61Y6swca5hrW0ruLZnbAwO5peX3OG1otfPA66amczscLxIsopAlsfFRyWESogg/s640/IMG_2264.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJs48hWaHaIK-MQQApzxIPLe0VDLMCNGkJ9SxWF-xnG14Y_yhnFyBEfUeYkclEQmMoNKXLMX61Y6swca5hrW0ruLZnbAwO5peX3OG1otfPA66amczscLxIsopAlsfFRyWESogg/w300-h400/IMG_2264.jpg" width="300" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">birthday shirts...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBl-EgfcPOQDwuuLT750PCaeS7sA5vHj7Zw3dyKrAB4OwSA_0OVfV2Lit9_PFBBzaMZy2-1X2_hbKW83kEPaA0fQaOnV8TNicEmHopbfRd56-T9dj0rVse-_FphANfDyHTn_ec/s784/IMG_2514.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="784" data-original-width="588" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBl-EgfcPOQDwuuLT750PCaeS7sA5vHj7Zw3dyKrAB4OwSA_0OVfV2Lit9_PFBBzaMZy2-1X2_hbKW83kEPaA0fQaOnV8TNicEmHopbfRd56-T9dj0rVse-_FphANfDyHTn_ec/w300-h400/IMG_2514.jpg" width="300" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtBEgjV8VwkccHzEemiG02H00yQZZAiLQoOh9P3O_oRJZvNW4sLGyZulBsPgxkYyrCSuLPLgQzlMq_Lb5ZaEovz5UP21xiiwI93UhX7PHu2JCytiIfR8P6KAIdqK2TX4HXeDh6/s741/IMG_3714.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="741" data-original-width="512" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtBEgjV8VwkccHzEemiG02H00yQZZAiLQoOh9P3O_oRJZvNW4sLGyZulBsPgxkYyrCSuLPLgQzlMq_Lb5ZaEovz5UP21xiiwI93UhX7PHu2JCytiIfR8P6KAIdqK2TX4HXeDh6/w276-h400/IMG_3714.jpg" width="276" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">And even holiday shirts...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhffTciUNYHXDldLW3PJ9DX-cJIDzsA0RyWW07P_QI2OA5bOx_xgrKUQyQvgEe2ipnnle_ik7-Qs1e27PLo3wkuybP0W7BdCPC-UAIgPtl4IQe4VUmvexICFRW9NyLyPSLfjiY5/s741/IMG_2439.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="741" data-original-width="556" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhffTciUNYHXDldLW3PJ9DX-cJIDzsA0RyWW07P_QI2OA5bOx_xgrKUQyQvgEe2ipnnle_ik7-Qs1e27PLo3wkuybP0W7BdCPC-UAIgPtl4IQe4VUmvexICFRW9NyLyPSLfjiY5/w300-h400/IMG_2439.jpg" width="300" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgugJ1OGaBZ0TCRkqNK6JCKPD0NW_qx7kkEtHi6FGFgOE7gBg0vIOkgeh4mf9FjCwkIXp18b0Dtk_exyDJDqnYHed5AcolvS7BU1gWnaFeMCJb9Dmbis72FREdj3XcPCLeagQy4/s988/IMG_3723.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="741" data-original-width="988" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgugJ1OGaBZ0TCRkqNK6JCKPD0NW_qx7kkEtHi6FGFgOE7gBg0vIOkgeh4mf9FjCwkIXp18b0Dtk_exyDJDqnYHed5AcolvS7BU1gWnaFeMCJb9Dmbis72FREdj3XcPCLeagQy4/w400-h300/IMG_3723.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsRf8LJ4C8ajFAYI-g1n69rxeCdbZHmyKI2nbW7VTEVm7TPZ9F8PsKq9LKJi9B_DGGJR47r5qJi1bIAHBNJ-NWJ-gbkNrSfS4vTCmfuDFdKbHtKKW_kwmE3i4jIuvA7U88yEiS/s988/IMG_3725.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="741" data-original-width="988" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsRf8LJ4C8ajFAYI-g1n69rxeCdbZHmyKI2nbW7VTEVm7TPZ9F8PsKq9LKJi9B_DGGJR47r5qJi1bIAHBNJ-NWJ-gbkNrSfS4vTCmfuDFdKbHtKKW_kwmE3i4jIuvA7U88yEiS/w400-h300/IMG_3725.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">(the shirts were good, the kids were not)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Henry's dad (Tony) is a Nationwide agent.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Henry is obsessed with Nationwide.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">He even tells the knock-knock joke:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Knock-Knock</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Who's there?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Nationwide</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Nationwide who?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Nationwide is on your side.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Mindy and I were talking,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">she thought Henry would enjoy a Nationwide shirt.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Like this?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg26BPHf7BpLYgMaS3H5klE05qI5OhcQKU9xpthclb90_SQQKCBt03HILe7I_idhZ1VoeGI-Zu2GM94VYtlOh0HqaeUU5lVHcSsnAhLB_mZt5GNCAFm2oo-jATNHunwWAi1aNqm/s4032/IMG_9407.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg26BPHf7BpLYgMaS3H5klE05qI5OhcQKU9xpthclb90_SQQKCBt03HILe7I_idhZ1VoeGI-Zu2GM94VYtlOh0HqaeUU5lVHcSsnAhLB_mZt5GNCAFm2oo-jATNHunwWAi1aNqm/w300-h400/IMG_9407.HEIC" width="300" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjWV8GHjgoEk7JQnZUpQ_48-Qz42YEOT7DfOcw1iV71egEMAD4M3cNWPW0damxgJ5J244atl8K5PFJhu7iLh5cw2qeQiZxxo_l2RAqmdOLsqdRVOkvIrOHJE2x8qAfmig7igh3/s4032/IMG_9406.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjWV8GHjgoEk7JQnZUpQ_48-Qz42YEOT7DfOcw1iV71egEMAD4M3cNWPW0damxgJ5J244atl8K5PFJhu7iLh5cw2qeQiZxxo_l2RAqmdOLsqdRVOkvIrOHJE2x8qAfmig7igh3/w300-h400/IMG_9406.HEIC" width="300" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">He was delighted.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">So was Luca...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt6wNHbFa3uRMKwZrotZ9GjEYeuTmPfHDOkpwTwBkGrTgfR_rbGYdn_K-NQj2tCaa8Ci0rA7ZoJkh9vjj7UxfL6JApHw1-nEZSp2afftP5Ti29ins6kAWQ9ttgs0xFeP7PIXq8/s4032/IMG_9410.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt6wNHbFa3uRMKwZrotZ9GjEYeuTmPfHDOkpwTwBkGrTgfR_rbGYdn_K-NQj2tCaa8Ci0rA7ZoJkh9vjj7UxfL6JApHw1-nEZSp2afftP5Ti29ins6kAWQ9ttgs0xFeP7PIXq8/w300-h400/IMG_9410.HEIC" width="300" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">On Sunday Tony and I were talking about Blue's Clues.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Henry loves it and while he was napping, Mindy made him 'clues' out of construction paper...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">That gave me an idea...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh94z2Q7MR7KhR1TWfNPa_aQrizDYBdnnB1hjSUTbIxdVRTSQoCmN-QPnQUEQ946D4xOPAAwBprpgFbSmWBXaluqQH8_TNQoqb6g3iKygrRdCdPnTrbGgv6BJ1P7ygIPBsYcCVf/s3147/IMG_9379.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3147" data-original-width="2070" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh94z2Q7MR7KhR1TWfNPa_aQrizDYBdnnB1hjSUTbIxdVRTSQoCmN-QPnQUEQ946D4xOPAAwBprpgFbSmWBXaluqQH8_TNQoqb6g3iKygrRdCdPnTrbGgv6BJ1P7ygIPBsYcCVf/w263-h400/IMG_9379.HEIC" width="263" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">A Blue's Clues shirt.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Oh, yes, he's playing golf with MeMaw's walking stick!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Don't stand still, MeMaw will probably decorate you.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">~sigh~</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Grandma Life!</span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p><br /></p></div>Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-77890893116367372882021-02-22T06:35:00.001-05:002021-02-22T06:35:03.485-05:00How do you say Netflix???<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihqbsnzPm3omomzr-VlcldHm69PtHn_tppC9GRAxqiaVr3jvB1RqKoqTgZyP_p7e1zqr7BIATwtXmgOPNv91Bq8XjUhto1MPf1783veMNJ5A_fAc1w__AouFYX5BYf8A34nVMw/s1417/Netflix_Logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="661" data-original-width="1417" height="186" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihqbsnzPm3omomzr-VlcldHm69PtHn_tppC9GRAxqiaVr3jvB1RqKoqTgZyP_p7e1zqr7BIATwtXmgOPNv91Bq8XjUhto1MPf1783veMNJ5A_fAc1w__AouFYX5BYf8A34nVMw/w400-h186/Netflix_Logo.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> How do you say Netflix in Spanish?</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">A few weeks ago, I tried to watch a movie on Netflix...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Everyone was speaking Spanish!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I remembered the time Mark, my late husband, changed all the settings on my mother's cell phone to Spanish.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I know that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree...I accused my sons, of course.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I played around with Netflix for a few days.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Then I signed out, only to realize that I didn't have the password to sign back in!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I clicked on the 'forgot password' or at least what I believed was the right button...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I got an email telling me where to go or what to do...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">It was all in Spanish!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">By this time, I was ready to cancel Netflix.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I tried calling them, only to sit my non-Spanish speaking hind end on hold.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Then the very next day, there was a strange profile for a Juan Gonzolez on my account.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I called them again, this time I didn't speak Spanish and she didn't speak much English.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">She couldn't tell me who Juan was or how my account turned Spanish.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">After an hour, we finally got it switched back to English and I deleted Juan...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Oh...and I did get Tony to admit that once he heard that my account was Spanish, he invented Juan...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">So, if you have read this far, here's a treat...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Henry and Luca!</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkRnsAhUUoN5GrkytjMZdL4RP186vJrZIrKew-r4MrNU_tOjptuSNBSB9zxx1_9bnLQnhCBoH0jHk9b-_bT6Q9glwMN2DDQWZnYw0VH6RT4BPHoPMHOf2r4_NTQBzK3yQRbvYN/s960/IMG_9360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="960" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkRnsAhUUoN5GrkytjMZdL4RP186vJrZIrKew-r4MrNU_tOjptuSNBSB9zxx1_9bnLQnhCBoH0jHk9b-_bT6Q9glwMN2DDQWZnYw0VH6RT4BPHoPMHOf2r4_NTQBzK3yQRbvYN/w400-h400/IMG_9360.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;">Grandma life!<span><a name='more'></a></span><span><!--more--></span></div></span><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-81854027019750222592021-02-18T08:31:00.001-05:002021-02-27T15:11:46.637-05:00Home Sweet Home<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"> Yesterday afternoon, I made the 25 mile drive to Tony and Mindy's house...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">( I really do miss having them 2 miles from me)</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">My job was to play with Henry while Tony went to pick up Mindy and Luca.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">We didn't tell Henry where he was going.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">When they came in, Henry and I were in his play room and Mindy came in to greet him while Tony got Luca out of his car seat.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Then we took Henry out to the living room.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">He seemed stunned when he saw Luca.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">At first, he just stared...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">But before long...</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha8TITGy94S4691gL79KXMjhev2DoK6qWQ0guUckcz1JD7YG-qYn1XO2E_MEZ3YVjNIm_YxcY6scTXYGXTwsGouwAT1XjN-fqQhvZXRX0GfU3OfDwk3HVcrDZAz5DzK_e5XODQ/s4032/IMG_9358.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha8TITGy94S4691gL79KXMjhev2DoK6qWQ0guUckcz1JD7YG-qYn1XO2E_MEZ3YVjNIm_YxcY6scTXYGXTwsGouwAT1XjN-fqQhvZXRX0GfU3OfDwk3HVcrDZAz5DzK_e5XODQ/w480-h640/IMG_9358.HEIC" width="480" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">My heart just melts...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">~sigh~</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Grandma life!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-27426271357484913882021-02-17T11:21:00.000-05:002021-02-17T11:21:05.414-05:00Under Arrest!<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> Every Tuesday I grab Locklan, take him to kickboxing</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">And then we go out to eat.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Every Tuesday, same restaurant, same table, same server and we order the same food.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">He loves it!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">This week, Tuesday was also his sixth birthday.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I bought him a hat and badge...</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwKPIG_VoMW1xc0RSNHIwLKkN3Yu5ggaLpI9MyQaOCnF6vnkeJt5gtnTSIwziVPXyNMXO_OPxsfeVrq3CI56ZcmQ8Kavn5Nk-nLYOGyK_lZ-SznCF8BW2hJRaczs6ESVcTZDw_/s4032/IMG_9287.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwKPIG_VoMW1xc0RSNHIwLKkN3Yu5ggaLpI9MyQaOCnF6vnkeJt5gtnTSIwziVPXyNMXO_OPxsfeVrq3CI56ZcmQ8Kavn5Nk-nLYOGyK_lZ-SznCF8BW2hJRaczs6ESVcTZDw_/w300-h400/IMG_9287.HEIC" width="300" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Our server fussed over him.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">He was having a ball.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">While we were waiting for our food we played a game with coins.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">We make it up as we go along.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I had my back to the restaurant when I heard a man's voice</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">saying, "I hear there is a birthday boy in here!"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I turned around to see four state troupers walking towards us,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">cookies in hand.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">One by one, they gave Locklan a cookie and then posed for a photo!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHIxTFzAzLIH6j7HaU-fzmhrnX7Y4bayYcwFVZKlwfIEYT1penHwWCfbUEwQ9mZEnLdhrM04W-2lYlRmcgIArJ13Nj1tbKAE5bKYVcKV3au7Ps5hxw2dlQ235ZnXetGwVo29pW/s640/7D88D5BF-1C9B-4C27-8AB1-5B3831FCFBE5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHIxTFzAzLIH6j7HaU-fzmhrnX7Y4bayYcwFVZKlwfIEYT1penHwWCfbUEwQ9mZEnLdhrM04W-2lYlRmcgIArJ13Nj1tbKAE5bKYVcKV3au7Ps5hxw2dlQ235ZnXetGwVo29pW/w640-h480/7D88D5BF-1C9B-4C27-8AB1-5B3831FCFBE5.JPG" width="640" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">This kid was over the moon!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">It was a birthday to remember!!!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">~sigh~</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">It's been a while since I told you</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-size: medium;">I LOVE BEING A GRANDMA!</span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p><br /></p>Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-79425282990482371662021-02-15T16:22:00.000-05:002021-02-15T16:22:33.343-05:00Grandma Jan Reporting In!<p><span style="font-size: large;"> Yesterday I got this text from Tony...</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzzdLMBAMPbmN0uZleLof9W7JE00DWyd4lStjr_mGH9kEwQTPtM4kO7nm2GGlyo2EjTA9ajh06ypePrf13F_fYrKKKpEbGM4Sm4UwvCQjPJzl7q31S6T4pEYi-rQm00iWZ9Oxq/s553/IMG_9264.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="553" data-original-width="359" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzzdLMBAMPbmN0uZleLof9W7JE00DWyd4lStjr_mGH9kEwQTPtM4kO7nm2GGlyo2EjTA9ajh06ypePrf13F_fYrKKKpEbGM4Sm4UwvCQjPJzl7q31S6T4pEYi-rQm00iWZ9Oxq/w416-h640/IMG_9264.png" width="416" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Yes! Baby Luca is here and all is well.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">He weighed 6 pounds 2 ounces and is doing well, Mindy too.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Grandson #4, grandkid #5.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">So many other things going on...I hope to drop in and get everyone caught up.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Until then,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Granny Jan signing off!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><br /></p>Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-23511146455782148082021-01-08T06:49:00.008-05:002021-01-08T06:49:00.363-05:00 Bucket Listing!<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> Every Christmas, my mom and my aunts would spend a day or two </span><span style="font-size: large;">making perogies. Tons and tons of them...Every surface in the kitchen was covered with either roasting pans (remember the blue/black ones with speckles?) full of perogies or perogies in process.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">We were not allowed to eat them until Christmas eve!<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Do you know how difficult it was to be an 8 year old carbohydrate addict knowing there were hundreds of perogies lurking somewhere in the house and/or garage?</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I think I was more excited about the perogies than I was about the impending arrival of Santa!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Finally my mom and aunts would bring out the perogies and melted butter with onions, diced so tiny, floating in it.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">We ate...and ate...and ate...I remember the butter dripping off the fork and onto the table.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I think I remember my eyes rolling back in my head in pure bliss.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Too soon, the table would be cleared so we could sing and dance...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">And before we knew it, it was time to go home so Santa could come to bring gifts!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">And then it was Christmas morning!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b> "<i>The Most Wonderful Time of the Year</i>" </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The gifts...yeah, they were cool...now on with breakfast!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Yes, Christmas morning breakfast was leftover perogies with that magical butter...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">What memories. No wonder I was a fat kid!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Why am I talking about this today?</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Because I was blog surfing, following links when I came upon this...</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoKDHBkJbfblQrzIGN-CTjHMyrkVhxAEn2bq0jsvFaE4i-bWjfAVhtR-wOXBFa4g53ivNjfbbbudsFeU0xs-sIoqVy_mxiyqfqV_qSOVqWqRjtCt20WOX-z1ZRSZfeOm8dsLVz/s500/2748295544_26c2a7af62.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="375" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoKDHBkJbfblQrzIGN-CTjHMyrkVhxAEn2bq0jsvFaE4i-bWjfAVhtR-wOXBFa4g53ivNjfbbbudsFeU0xs-sIoqVy_mxiyqfqV_qSOVqWqRjtCt20WOX-z1ZRSZfeOm8dsLVz/w480-h640/2748295544_26c2a7af62.jpg" width="480" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The world's largest perogy in Glendon, Alberta Canada</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> (population 493 give or take)!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Every year they have a perogy festival that doubles the population of the town for a day...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">It's on my bucket list!</span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p>Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-8758151113282794912021-01-06T09:00:00.000-05:002021-01-06T09:13:00.656-05:00Weldist?<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br />A few weeks ago, Andy sent me a video of a man welding.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOt-XMW_Pz_r7JalPO4AIqKaP4CI1Cb5crRia9IdGGn4TB3_r6uUg2BzEwfvI5raixOktcfgsj6Lv79i9iZ6lQ1QkgK6umoI-QaDIBprkaYvxF3rNik5IcFEkVAWEAMZt960_c/s1791/IMG_8895.PNG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1791" data-original-width="1242" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOt-XMW_Pz_r7JalPO4AIqKaP4CI1Cb5crRia9IdGGn4TB3_r6uUg2BzEwfvI5raixOktcfgsj6Lv79i9iZ6lQ1QkgK6umoI-QaDIBprkaYvxF3rNik5IcFEkVAWEAMZt960_c/w444-h640/IMG_8895.PNG" width="444" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I recognized the surroundings as Andy's 'man cave' and assumed it was Andy.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">We bought Andy his first welder when he was 16 and he's been welding ever since.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">His welder is to Andy as my Bernina (sewing machine) is to me...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">At the end of the video, he lifted his hood and to my surprise, </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">It was Locklan!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Andy said he spent the day welding</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"> (or whatever you call it when they weld-after all the new thing to call someone who sews is sewist, not sewer, should I call him a weldist?).</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Locklan later told me that he made me a present.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">On Christmas eve, he proudly presented me with this...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2t-EJ5XTfohS7V0Ggu46ESudOUfmIK7uQPaodYifGbu6VLz3rw3tctfKbS0Z1A0Z3KfgSAhxmWmdaAih85rxKMdhCULLZp9q3Qh3lyquXJIecjrlBVNtbLtmKTTek7T6ig72Y/s3856/IMG_9040.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2366" data-original-width="3856" height="392" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2t-EJ5XTfohS7V0Ggu46ESudOUfmIK7uQPaodYifGbu6VLz3rw3tctfKbS0Z1A0Z3KfgSAhxmWmdaAih85rxKMdhCULLZp9q3Qh3lyquXJIecjrlBVNtbLtmKTTek7T6ig72Y/w640-h392/IMG_9040.HEIC" width="640" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">A Basset Hound!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv7zNaaSwpf2xJ9N0CW3WQfPHLZ5LXu8Sio2FZTlbZqAeKxp8rogv3myzpCmSQcPeY6gQGGi9vXT1Yery24LiCK-SIZpeyF0pvhR18lo7STHSU-_flO5TD3Fxd8lK3ftU74C-Q/s4032/IMG_9041.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv7zNaaSwpf2xJ9N0CW3WQfPHLZ5LXu8Sio2FZTlbZqAeKxp8rogv3myzpCmSQcPeY6gQGGi9vXT1Yery24LiCK-SIZpeyF0pvhR18lo7STHSU-_flO5TD3Fxd8lK3ftU74C-Q/w400-h300/IMG_9041.HEIC" width="400" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">He did admit that it's ears were too small, but isn't he amazing...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">He's not even 6!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Creative genes or crazy genes?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Did I mention I love being a grandma?</span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /> </span><p></p>Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-51208405073890730282021-01-05T05:54:00.001-05:002021-01-05T05:54:02.566-05:00We Got Them Going!<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: center;">Back in July I got a kick ass deal on digital photo frames...</div></span><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0rVyvEz_dYbjDyTbyg2CXxmCNrfRPDN6c_mAcX7ia16VK_oN1PDQcMOLXmiTB4m8qphWJtG4ZhRp4avAHUzcZU-1zwrE65NJtF8NBqLQn18FHqpKDjDPrXNiNz9cyalqtX5Hn/s3802/IMG_8990.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2852" data-original-width="3802" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0rVyvEz_dYbjDyTbyg2CXxmCNrfRPDN6c_mAcX7ia16VK_oN1PDQcMOLXmiTB4m8qphWJtG4ZhRp4avAHUzcZU-1zwrE65NJtF8NBqLQn18FHqpKDjDPrXNiNz9cyalqtX5Hn/w400-h300/IMG_8990.HEIC" width="400" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">So I got everyone one, even me!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">During the holiday season, they were the farthest from our minds...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">But Mindy being Mindy, she's always busy, as soon as her tree came down </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">(Mine is still up), she started loading photos into hers.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Henry LOVES photos, especially of him, but he loves Teagan and Locklan too.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">So it was a huge hit with him...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjALbruwln0DchwU6hRj4OelKQrcji_WRY6yTD3cBSKA603ZvXzCc6qMG5NorJkPrWW-GcUMl4INs_zCWR-mxG0V9UjaeZzrAcRVc0hkixxhg0oD-UOkE4BJFPY-annQiywmo1Y/s2208/IMG_8991.PNG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2208" data-original-width="1242" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjALbruwln0DchwU6hRj4OelKQrcji_WRY6yTD3cBSKA603ZvXzCc6qMG5NorJkPrWW-GcUMl4INs_zCWR-mxG0V9UjaeZzrAcRVc0hkixxhg0oD-UOkE4BJFPY-annQiywmo1Y/w360-h640/IMG_8991.PNG" width="360" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">He even talks to it!!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I got a text from Ashley...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBjy3EeMPF_1oWuwCDAMkkt-jcB3AHI4impEvQzPTNRN2ihDDwNIIBTPkSftWSIaTZ0Y9VVFw45ajQGUtwSRoYjA4q4MZIbPyJytKOPmIYvIVWzG_Z_EK7JXkb8lZlSAFCnneW/s4032/IMG_8989.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBjy3EeMPF_1oWuwCDAMkkt-jcB3AHI4impEvQzPTNRN2ihDDwNIIBTPkSftWSIaTZ0Y9VVFw45ajQGUtwSRoYjA4q4MZIbPyJytKOPmIYvIVWzG_Z_EK7JXkb8lZlSAFCnneW/w480-h640/IMG_8989.JPG" width="480" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: center;">Her kids were fascinated as well!</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Of course, I had to set mine up too...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Now last year I bought my mom one but since she didn't have internet access, you had to load the photos into hers...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Ours has wifi...we can send pictures to each other's frame.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Oh what fun! Mindy got to see Tony's second grade picture!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Simple pleasures...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: center;"> </div></span><p></p></div>Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-20487886951496736052021-01-04T07:12:00.001-05:002021-01-04T07:12:01.565-05:00Good Riddance, 2020!<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">On New Year's Eve, <br />Ashley sent me these pictures...</span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq5QEfDtVDkiMtKxyCiMzuhSYRL9Z-HjzT8qMb61s6WsXIA3qkkgUtLqXi_3n2z9JB0vin_gf3QcjO77jukRIvLkWHSkWtZdauaR8Sh9lr5mam-FlUI3CCuLLr4227f66ikWhq/s4032/IMG_8984.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq5QEfDtVDkiMtKxyCiMzuhSYRL9Z-HjzT8qMb61s6WsXIA3qkkgUtLqXi_3n2z9JB0vin_gf3QcjO77jukRIvLkWHSkWtZdauaR8Sh9lr5mam-FlUI3CCuLLr4227f66ikWhq/w480-h640/IMG_8984.JPG" width="480" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">The kids were painting their 'balls' for the countdown!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7rmuEMXCNmBFfvqoy71EnsrFnFmOU5jpWWby50jywKW25sx_bXSwJXTIKWukfwQqEwF1bLtoN4HNTF8PLrcrUMDxRS3DirE9a2UYDx6UFV127OnaQ-z_79qLrxJQReDBm9qmR/s4032/IMG_8985.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7rmuEMXCNmBFfvqoy71EnsrFnFmOU5jpWWby50jywKW25sx_bXSwJXTIKWukfwQqEwF1bLtoN4HNTF8PLrcrUMDxRS3DirE9a2UYDx6UFV127OnaQ-z_79qLrxJQReDBm9qmR/w480-h640/IMG_8985.JPG" width="480" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Every hour they would lower their balls on this display</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">until it reached 9:PM, New Years, or so it seemed to two kids who get to bed</span><span style="font-size: x-large;">before 8 every night!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSyW1JFKGlk0ADSQS4azinsORXAg10SdDR658wTdrhW4Jpk3eo6fZ0FAqtyKtpET1eHC4imsFrbp4J_hWkS0RuPZHF358n8vg8SRJAokeYT4dm2UZfWn0O2SduIo_MSHL71LlH/s4032/IMG_9014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSyW1JFKGlk0ADSQS4azinsORXAg10SdDR658wTdrhW4Jpk3eo6fZ0FAqtyKtpET1eHC4imsFrbp4J_hWkS0RuPZHF358n8vg8SRJAokeYT4dm2UZfWn0O2SduIo_MSHL71LlH/w480-h640/IMG_9014.JPG" width="480" /></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">When the clock struck 9, Ashley gave the kids each </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">1/4 can of ginger ale in these fancy glasses.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7YnZlIQJrltP4YruJJkXytHqTsdW4OT-ju03Zf71V_Fs6WYvpIvdDNZv2hLC-gGhf6P5_HTE0JfiMoDEiLHSH1HglldtanrMfScYXHHMCDUUfZTVYtzk83SeBW85Uc6Ql1GrK/s4032/IMG_8986.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7YnZlIQJrltP4YruJJkXytHqTsdW4OT-ju03Zf71V_Fs6WYvpIvdDNZv2hLC-gGhf6P5_HTE0JfiMoDEiLHSH1HglldtanrMfScYXHHMCDUUfZTVYtzk83SeBW85Uc6Ql1GrK/w640-h480/IMG_8986.JPG" width="640" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">They never get sugary treats.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Andy said that even though it was an hour and a half after bedtime,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Locklan had what we called the zoomies.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Grandma? Not so much. I think I was asleep before they were.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">All's well that ends well...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Happy New Year!</span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /> </span><p></p>Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-56229242674656564942020-12-27T06:15:00.004-05:002020-12-27T06:15:01.225-05:00We Got Some!<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> We got snow! I love snow!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">First Andy and Ashley came over to use my front yard...<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">And then decided to be more adventurous and headed for the state park...</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-yJWDnBpKz5lfin3tF-Xt77YRjB202Z8qBSAm8w1WL0atFqkRYRFo2KwyVvm0Yv5fwgxmNebtqk9F03tsUQBb1PFVxE9V6lyaqU6sdT857WzfFo4RDa55vlX2s9FhvoT60GBf/s1440/131924681_10160490798403272_1499857061206274199_o.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1440" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-yJWDnBpKz5lfin3tF-Xt77YRjB202Z8qBSAm8w1WL0atFqkRYRFo2KwyVvm0Yv5fwgxmNebtqk9F03tsUQBb1PFVxE9V6lyaqU6sdT857WzfFo4RDa55vlX2s9FhvoT60GBf/w400-h400/131924681_10160490798403272_1499857061206274199_o.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEiicvqiMu-tWU_DI4eau8fYFoocnKdnp0-xCYwBJS4brcASiGzQd-EsTZ0JWxhHH0va5EuXfdBCf0NlDB8oGLR2x_EHXmI7o6OntOapRzqGe3pXhUJFlsRk9gJwJn2SghyPDJ/s1440/131933800_10160490798378272_7117506825505608819_o.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1440" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEiicvqiMu-tWU_DI4eau8fYFoocnKdnp0-xCYwBJS4brcASiGzQd-EsTZ0JWxhHH0va5EuXfdBCf0NlDB8oGLR2x_EHXmI7o6OntOapRzqGe3pXhUJFlsRk9gJwJn2SghyPDJ/w400-h400/131933800_10160490798378272_7117506825505608819_o.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVLoBAyvBCSMo98G64KxRU7FFom-WScprLIfCPY_2zKf45mnrTLRiGdAzLJYtwRJKkUW5qqoU7WgKeAI3gvNjCCihT0BuFq8Rx6R9kcwooPmvG40Cebm4_8hiwJB4AQPPo8-ra/s1440/131985142_10160490798373272_6753776802734680172_o.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1440" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVLoBAyvBCSMo98G64KxRU7FFom-WScprLIfCPY_2zKf45mnrTLRiGdAzLJYtwRJKkUW5qqoU7WgKeAI3gvNjCCihT0BuFq8Rx6R9kcwooPmvG40Cebm4_8hiwJB4AQPPo8-ra/w400-h400/131985142_10160490798373272_6753776802734680172_o.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">First Mr. K thought he'd shovel out the drive...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLS0D38agZe-9vKIcJI8jKIiKXiQAeruEAf7XF-4b1xMAorIoao6LvUGJuMawIEYvzXD8bVb9Tma5ze-McyTQzx5VopfTPKj9NOhnqe09ElrZ6YyMRZlSW0EmyK5s1o4oA30Sr/s4032/IMG_8794.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLS0D38agZe-9vKIcJI8jKIiKXiQAeruEAf7XF-4b1xMAorIoao6LvUGJuMawIEYvzXD8bVb9Tma5ze-McyTQzx5VopfTPKj9NOhnqe09ElrZ6YyMRZlSW0EmyK5s1o4oA30Sr/w300-h400/IMG_8794.HEIC" width="300" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">But he quickly realized he'd have to get out the snow blower...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnSRCkRsgqMf5yoxnTqZ19gR_IEQlfZzZ9KC2ymeSKfzUeKj8Chk0JaFQtRoujdnMBGc78ysqbFi8X6LzNNfd-PDj8ytssLdvrymAfsQpZSVrBLFpOM-W0YC5KP60AJQO39ewz/s2829/IMG_8787.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2829" data-original-width="2018" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnSRCkRsgqMf5yoxnTqZ19gR_IEQlfZzZ9KC2ymeSKfzUeKj8Chk0JaFQtRoujdnMBGc78ysqbFi8X6LzNNfd-PDj8ytssLdvrymAfsQpZSVrBLFpOM-W0YC5KP60AJQO39ewz/w285-h400/IMG_8787.HEIC" width="285" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Yes, he's wearing shorts and tennis shoes without socks...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Henry loved it...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidP3qyYgrd392MK8xZd8V4LsjnO0FA0F79wWIeCvfKyoAaboYv60d6LUnSwZMtLDApdTwpmTj834hrt2sg72GU_PDA8Jls-qfEoRicLKRo58NXKHiVo4CGewCq-Fs90wG3FAsa/s4032/IMG_8665.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidP3qyYgrd392MK8xZd8V4LsjnO0FA0F79wWIeCvfKyoAaboYv60d6LUnSwZMtLDApdTwpmTj834hrt2sg72GU_PDA8Jls-qfEoRicLKRo58NXKHiVo4CGewCq-Fs90wG3FAsa/w300-h400/IMG_8665.JPG" width="300" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">In fact, last night Mindy sent me a video of Tony,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">wearing pajamas and a winter coat, pulling Henry up and down the sidewalk</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">on his sled...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Catherine sent me this picture of Michael...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPdDhHPDxaC26eG27PcZcauJg5keP0XR6Jx_xw-tnck3tzc7emQcUiTYoRw6AY49l1DHdNcX8HwI95VthmeHtpowFbD3rE2KlqAmM2ux6ajRzvZ8KA-vak4H7t_miyVOxcdphj/s4032/IMG_8798.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPdDhHPDxaC26eG27PcZcauJg5keP0XR6Jx_xw-tnck3tzc7emQcUiTYoRw6AY49l1DHdNcX8HwI95VthmeHtpowFbD3rE2KlqAmM2ux6ajRzvZ8KA-vak4H7t_miyVOxcdphj/w300-h400/IMG_8798.JPG" width="300" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I kept looking out at it...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">All I could say is it's about time!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I love snow!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Today we're heading to Tony and Mindy's for brunch. It's 22</span><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">° out there.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Compared to what we've been having, it's a heat wave!</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Stay warm.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-8724471801038171622020-12-26T16:22:00.001-05:002020-12-26T16:22:08.349-05:00Not Sure What to Call This...<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">As usual, Christmas at Redsock Mama's house was unpredictable to say the least.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Michael and Catherine came first, bearing gifts.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Henry got a drum!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">That wasn't bad, it had a pleasant sound but since my tree was on the clapper...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Yes, it was off and on all evening!</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaLhTgJOFCNAXZ-0PNDLw8N-MBYgYgLDMLYPrGBB7yyQhcCkQO_bsBuLtHXy4BSP1IqGvqNia-E-bx4dQnO345RgY_OdWqyRbH5oL21uaQsHaos72yDZmhaKhfRGht_bgQTIsJ/s3024/IMG_8849.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaLhTgJOFCNAXZ-0PNDLw8N-MBYgYgLDMLYPrGBB7yyQhcCkQO_bsBuLtHXy4BSP1IqGvqNia-E-bx4dQnO345RgY_OdWqyRbH5oL21uaQsHaos72yDZmhaKhfRGht_bgQTIsJ/w400-h400/IMG_8849.HEIC" width="400" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Teagan and Henry, who are best friends, shared!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXR_KJr-FKYsk4KF1lihy7xIX9d4jwR2QiuDNGmPT3QYfZTqUc1n6qSc8DmGt5YrKY9kjH_w8wpwm76CeKg8k_Gc3ynmUvettX2zQckA2cMmJDdSb1qZGT-k19z4miK4ABc358/s4032/IMG_8847.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXR_KJr-FKYsk4KF1lihy7xIX9d4jwR2QiuDNGmPT3QYfZTqUc1n6qSc8DmGt5YrKY9kjH_w8wpwm76CeKg8k_Gc3ynmUvettX2zQckA2cMmJDdSb1qZGT-k19z4miK4ABc358/w400-h300/IMG_8847.HEIC" width="400" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">It was a musical evening...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The little kids got slide whistles...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV97mS9WfPNBXpWh1H-QR3cEYi89-T_o_FkQ_VPBdCGTRPH5dMHAxQ0ddu3rLNqEDgDAskKjfJ2YsWMzjVmCGFvvvT4DAq5rnLpZrjF0lW38-K06E_CMTZk6KE4M_LadMS_YF0/s3024/IMG_8851.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV97mS9WfPNBXpWh1H-QR3cEYi89-T_o_FkQ_VPBdCGTRPH5dMHAxQ0ddu3rLNqEDgDAskKjfJ2YsWMzjVmCGFvvvT4DAq5rnLpZrjF0lW38-K06E_CMTZk6KE4M_LadMS_YF0/w400-h400/IMG_8851.HEIC" width="400" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Locklan got a harmonica...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">He loved it!</span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Qf1H23U2iPJqK4bgtCaBeGc8iZgsHKLJtXDLcf3tEDNMgpy78VedxFCGxrbsXgVb4YvUmm7yhbfebYdse8sYvdjNivC5fe6R3op7fxQb7mvjbjw0aRFSwdqTPBZQVytDa550/s3024/IMG_8853.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Qf1H23U2iPJqK4bgtCaBeGc8iZgsHKLJtXDLcf3tEDNMgpy78VedxFCGxrbsXgVb4YvUmm7yhbfebYdse8sYvdjNivC5fe6R3op7fxQb7mvjbjw0aRFSwdqTPBZQVytDa550/w400-h400/IMG_8853.HEIC" width="400" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Then he became a one man band!</span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ6mqd9W-we2yunXT8FcRI0gLkp_IoZ4caAPt7XIacSo5nTQwJsPyef5P2j3SOTHZkp9wAVUJS5LEiLZvSWJP7gNS_m5M3Tq0RGuU0ktnGkyk3NlRIphQeVJxGtKAJ6Vs3vnFm/s3024/IMG_8854.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ6mqd9W-we2yunXT8FcRI0gLkp_IoZ4caAPt7XIacSo5nTQwJsPyef5P2j3SOTHZkp9wAVUJS5LEiLZvSWJP7gNS_m5M3Tq0RGuU0ktnGkyk3NlRIphQeVJxGtKAJ6Vs3vnFm/w400-h400/IMG_8854.HEIC" width="400" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">He also got a watch and announced the time every two minutes!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I got Teagan a 'dancing dress' and ballet shoes...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7aC3rzAJokaCNE7TBLTmNGK0BilQCdJgJMMRAvKDQ_KAz_46z1iF6iceOLfDArnbf7UJC26UxMKGdSGWEbMo3ncmOO4lemoSId__BDiYOGKEAaIDBJMAsk4mL43G4vN2LkOoH/s4032/IMG_8865.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7aC3rzAJokaCNE7TBLTmNGK0BilQCdJgJMMRAvKDQ_KAz_46z1iF6iceOLfDArnbf7UJC26UxMKGdSGWEbMo3ncmOO4lemoSId__BDiYOGKEAaIDBJMAsk4mL43G4vN2LkOoH/w300-h400/IMG_8865.HEIC" width="300" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Every time someone asked her to twirl she did...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">complete with a 2.5 year old's version of an arabesque.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">But the best part was Grandma Jan's special gift...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I decorated 5 gallon buckets...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4OheCSmuVlCPInWihMpIWndDHFWKuFvPL0DKeHk9OLxRe0E6zINYGJJM5TxcF4ioacXUoaqKUC_my8RtC2ZDv0-0XscCT-DvPgmGJbclF5wqt55glKuiiAETs6XvLs7sF2dhQ/s4032/IMG_8836.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4OheCSmuVlCPInWihMpIWndDHFWKuFvPL0DKeHk9OLxRe0E6zINYGJJM5TxcF4ioacXUoaqKUC_my8RtC2ZDv0-0XscCT-DvPgmGJbclF5wqt55glKuiiAETs6XvLs7sF2dhQ/w300-h400/IMG_8836.HEIC" width="300" /></span></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I made one for Henry and one for Locklan and Teagan...</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqye2O2flxLBnMCugIiqo70SlInKZgk6CtuGDdBvhwL-SRT-H7m7Jqcs0oBcS7ODK4mUp-Dm1J9GR8cduF8hlxgA4CVpMAjNtQkpsK_fIeCiVZElBfUs380FSHj0ukOGCxCF-n/s3228/IMG_8841.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3228" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqye2O2flxLBnMCugIiqo70SlInKZgk6CtuGDdBvhwL-SRT-H7m7Jqcs0oBcS7ODK4mUp-Dm1J9GR8cduF8hlxgA4CVpMAjNtQkpsK_fIeCiVZElBfUs380FSHj0ukOGCxCF-n/s320/IMG_8841.HEIC" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">And put 50 indoor snowballs in each...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUH3tcD4UautRiJzR8dxSqx25xcO8mHd3st6IcVtJY1L-YvasBh8bX3sj6Xi5vHabC7GGGsYszCvBBzQxzVAyRqfMvLzKvDHhVxz015mAGoDabX4ZuZdGu0ktxclcvsIEN3jDI/s4032/IMG_8840.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUH3tcD4UautRiJzR8dxSqx25xcO8mHd3st6IcVtJY1L-YvasBh8bX3sj6Xi5vHabC7GGGsYszCvBBzQxzVAyRqfMvLzKvDHhVxz015mAGoDabX4ZuZdGu0ktxclcvsIEN3jDI/s320/IMG_8840.HEIC" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">How long do you think those snowballs stayed in the bucket?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">It wasn't the kids, it was the adults!</span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZLjKCsPM4L918qzFfzBOkC5CAuCQh1g0U_r1sJlNvEu1JJCzWBFjGieHUDtu_41DimI-r54S45OqmQKo9wHFX9fi3Bcv-PAYiT0Kwxyj6gQBcCIwBNOjuHwHgp6xitIDJVJeP/s4032/IMG_8858.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZLjKCsPM4L918qzFfzBOkC5CAuCQh1g0U_r1sJlNvEu1JJCzWBFjGieHUDtu_41DimI-r54S45OqmQKo9wHFX9fi3Bcv-PAYiT0Kwxyj6gQBcCIwBNOjuHwHgp6xitIDJVJeP/w300-h400/IMG_8858.HEIC" width="300" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I didn't get many pictures because once those snowballs started flying,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I was laughing too hard!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Seriously, I was not looking forward to Christmas for the first time in my life...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">But I prayed that I would be okay,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">and I was...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Everyone was out of here by 8, they predicted freezing rain and snow,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">and we got it.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">On Friday, Ashley sent this text:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><u>In case anyone is wondering, we still have ballet shoes on</u></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><u>and we are still using the harmonica and </u></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><u>announcing the time every minute!</u></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Mr. K and I planned to sleep in and stay home on Christmas...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I didn't sleep in but we did stay home.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">But it's all good. Back to reality soon.</span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /> </span><p></p></div>Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-36955901938097318242020-12-16T18:33:00.001-05:002020-12-16T18:33:13.626-05:00Don't Drink This!<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"> My printer got stuck. Really stuck.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I rarely print things, the last time I used my printer was June 2020.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I needed it again last week. It did not work. There was a job stuck in the que.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">It had been there since June and would not delete.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I tried everything! Finally, I decided to replace it.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Did the new printer work? No, and the instructions made me thing I might not </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">be the sharpest pencil in the box...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">One of the first instructions I read:</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><u><span style="font-size: large;">CAUTION: Ink contains nitrates. Do not drink or place in the mouth.</span></u></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Now, I got to thinking...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Aren't there nitrates in hot dogs?</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Forget the printer, I'll just write with a hot dog.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">On the other hand, it snowed!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">It's still snowing and I'm loving it!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Mr.K, maybe not so much...</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUzuE8NxdOBGjyzyCZqigYGub53eJ1sdjNa4OGaFJC4M-p8lDlL9bl6AF6u6MdTizAJnLOFpQnTLbbYw6zMvX_GG6SepM30zAHqczr-WjJyQj07CdqAOVQeLu33uclOddPhVIl/s2829/IMG_8787.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2829" data-original-width="2018" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUzuE8NxdOBGjyzyCZqigYGub53eJ1sdjNa4OGaFJC4M-p8lDlL9bl6AF6u6MdTizAJnLOFpQnTLbbYw6zMvX_GG6SepM30zAHqczr-WjJyQj07CdqAOVQeLu33uclOddPhVIl/w456-h640/IMG_8787.HEIC" width="456" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Yes, he's wearing shorts...</span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-80631591849446428782020-12-14T10:45:00.000-05:002020-12-14T10:45:50.996-05:00I'm Really Trying<p><span style="font-size: large;"> I've been trying to get back to blogging, I really have.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">The hard part is that I like to talk about my day, what I have been doing...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">These days are filled with my mom.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Her estate, bills, insurance, condolences and questions...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Last week I spent three hours with our attorney, who also was a high school classmate.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I spent one whole day tracking down papers and records.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I spent one whole day with my brother, packing up the kitchen.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I used to call my mother every evening, chatting for an hour...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">It was easy, this is not.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Moving on...if you have been here for any length of time, you know...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Christmas is my absolute favorite time of year!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I love Christmas so much that I offered to send my kids to their respective in-laws</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">for all other holidays just so I could have my entire family together for Christmas eve.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">It's been a tradition in my mom's family as long as I can remember.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">We cleaned and mom and my aunts baked. We decorated and planned...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">We sang, oh did we ever sing! We waited for the nightly news and </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">the announcement that Santa was in the area!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">This year, this might be the first time we won't be doing this...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">So many things standing in the way...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Hit me like a ton of bricks...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I can't wrap my head around adapting...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">My gifts are bought, not wrapped.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">My decorations are finally down from the attic but not unpacked...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Teagan and Locklan came yesterday and decorated the tree,</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Oh my, what a mess that is!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">It's in the middle of the living room floor.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Only one tree...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Only ONE tree!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">One tree must mean it's almost Christmas...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">If you have read this far, here's a reminder that even though we're all nuts, Jesus is the reason for the season!</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQUQxaYQW_HDQvYrDZLNm7BPTwoC2OdhVBh3dqb5FgFpCTjQKuKzehOk1cOLFgIbdCsSXIbZVNByUQ_wz__q-M-u_d5iAjU4wkTNmAcd_QeSIefroBCjdMCsdG3-NL7-zdABEI/s525/IMG_8634.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="389" data-original-width="525" height="296" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQUQxaYQW_HDQvYrDZLNm7BPTwoC2OdhVBh3dqb5FgFpCTjQKuKzehOk1cOLFgIbdCsSXIbZVNByUQ_wz__q-M-u_d5iAjU4wkTNmAcd_QeSIefroBCjdMCsdG3-NL7-zdABEI/w400-h296/IMG_8634.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Back soon.</span></p>Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-59794959026959308612020-12-02T06:12:00.000-05:002020-12-02T06:12:01.059-05:00Read Me a Story<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Last week Mr. K and I were invited to have dinner with Tony and Mindy</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">and of course, Henry!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">After a delicious dinner, Henry got out the books...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">First I had to read a book about hockey...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGdLHIJlcufAziFQYKXccYNE9Ma9wK_tdc-pgvpITyxhyIja5D3rhVWYBsoBtj6aTt7R1ozlFp6Y6bNJsjpWstZTZSRg9y5pmP_Q-AJMfEA-jGJUi6MPWtMDI0MRLrHw8TTCS-/s4032/IMG_8635.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGdLHIJlcufAziFQYKXccYNE9Ma9wK_tdc-pgvpITyxhyIja5D3rhVWYBsoBtj6aTt7R1ozlFp6Y6bNJsjpWstZTZSRg9y5pmP_Q-AJMfEA-jGJUi6MPWtMDI0MRLrHw8TTCS-/w300-h400/IMG_8635.JPG" width="300" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Then Pappy had to read The Hungry Caterpillar which I think Henry had memorized.</span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEgqpUxolYA2kWyHLS78r6bV7MHAzGJdTscST5gTnFCyktWJusdEAV6btfN6GUYfKKRUyE7E1tepRq5tBoqWArXi3_VgU33MBrsXOJ1Xz4Otw40n407Wyw30l4IF0uJPPHnLNo/s2744/IMG_2304.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2744" data-original-width="1829" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEgqpUxolYA2kWyHLS78r6bV7MHAzGJdTscST5gTnFCyktWJusdEAV6btfN6GUYfKKRUyE7E1tepRq5tBoqWArXi3_VgU33MBrsXOJ1Xz4Otw40n407Wyw30l4IF0uJPPHnLNo/w266-h400/IMG_2304.jpeg" width="266" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">He is so smart and so funny...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Grandma Life, I love it!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I did find out how to keep Teagan and Locklan busy...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbAt0c5mPZGuVX3RfgaKylfdXpRrZ0_enmWnOhskYt6Y5k7dy4Z5Q2Zr2KluMPdEnqX5AwdnZXCFZGfq9GMXbQIB8JVBfRjrQaSpqodIxaVxiEAoKFfTWjXw0IqKlUpRPC9RFt/s789/IMG_8632.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="789" data-original-width="592" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbAt0c5mPZGuVX3RfgaKylfdXpRrZ0_enmWnOhskYt6Y5k7dy4Z5Q2Zr2KluMPdEnqX5AwdnZXCFZGfq9GMXbQIB8JVBfRjrQaSpqodIxaVxiEAoKFfTWjXw0IqKlUpRPC9RFt/w300-h400/IMG_8632.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I gave them each little lighted magnifying glasses.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Locklan dragged a stool into the middle of the living room</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">and kept finding things to 'investigate' </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyxsRTIIR_-A0fCN8kqJIXCNBIqUPR_3Y6D_q8yw-V0MfRbdzKJGrgdV-_SbiN96degnubTv8Vg4YgmSGOFxunQTwDnHPmGFL9mbjIWUymFSG-xB0bxgdN9w5PbjnCd4Cv99Ee/s741/IMG_8633.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="741" data-original-width="556" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyxsRTIIR_-A0fCN8kqJIXCNBIqUPR_3Y6D_q8yw-V0MfRbdzKJGrgdV-_SbiN96degnubTv8Vg4YgmSGOFxunQTwDnHPmGFL9mbjIWUymFSG-xB0bxgdN9w5PbjnCd4Cv99Ee/w300-h400/IMG_8633.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It kept them busy for at least 20 minutes.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Considering they are 2 and 5, that's amazing!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And of course, there is always Teagan's hair...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU5aL6UTmEPXLgSbdIdeQO241Xdgpjtx5FqsxUaANdwJ2viz5E3rCzh4neFJ9jgIcGrhFZ21IagoPfVL8xxB-1casswqa0ANwqY7jMnYCorcB54WQJO1cDY-vNqxPjsgTXpblq/s741/IMG_8630.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="741" data-original-width="556" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU5aL6UTmEPXLgSbdIdeQO241Xdgpjtx5FqsxUaANdwJ2viz5E3rCzh4neFJ9jgIcGrhFZ21IagoPfVL8xxB-1casswqa0ANwqY7jMnYCorcB54WQJO1cDY-vNqxPjsgTXpblq/w300-h400/IMG_8630.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">~sigh~</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Did I mention that I love being a grandma?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /> </span><p></p>Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-62827079117808283052020-12-01T12:07:00.003-05:002020-12-01T12:17:13.263-05:00Nothing...<div class="separator"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;">Yes, I've been gone a long time. Getting sick in October really knocked the shit out of me.<br /><br />Long after I was no longer sick, I had no energy.<br /><br />At the beginning of November, I realized my dogs can't tell time.<br /><br />They did not understand that what they THOUGHT was 5:AM, which was pretty okay by me,<br /><br />was now 4:AM which was why I was sitting on the love seat drinking coffee at 4:30 when my phone rang.<br /><br />It was the emergency room doctor telling me that my mother had been brought in via ambulance with severe stomach pain (remember she had three emergency surgeries in four years for twisted intestines) and that they did a CT scan and found blockage. They felt that it was more that they could handle on a local level and wanted permission to transfer her to an acute care hospital.<br /><br />Within two hours, I had spoken to two surgeons and the anestheologist. All three told me that without surgery, she would die. I gave permission.<br /><br />Two hours after that, I got a call from a third surgeon who told me that her entire small intestine was dead and that her blood pressure bottomed out and her heart stopped. They did get her heart beating and told us they would TRY to keep it going until we got there to say good bye.<br /><br />I called my kids, my brother and her pastor. There were nine of us in all.<br /><br />About 3, they took her off the ventilator and we stood around her bed, telling "Toots" stories until she took her final breath.<br /><br />Funny thing, my mom was 89, had multiple health issues, each more serious that the last. Every day for the past three years, I wondered if this would be the last day for her, yet it was such a shock when it finally happened. She was raking leaves the day before!<br /><br />I'm still in shock.<br /><br />On the other hand, Locklan and I had a conversation about death. He was impressed that Grandma Toots now lived in heaven and was all better but he wished he could see her just one more time.<br /><br />I thought that was sweet until he explained that he just wanted to see her with all the strings on her.<br /><br />Strings? <br /><br />Yes. He figured that God had to tie people down so they didn't float away.<br /><br />Out of the mouth of babes.<br /><br />So that's where I've been. It's been a tough year but there were certainly good things happening. <br /><br />I'll come back and share them. Soon.<br /><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCGmN1vDp_yyaHdMuLg73urNO_gpReNBH_BMaqy1jM8JALOGtC21zWCzA79wqUxZzxarT4OSOyonSR4KqfgJja63nOpXU4Ztwz66Y7Jj3CnQjCKTTuhoXPIcY5jJc1ETuGI11R/s741/IMG_6032.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="741" data-original-width="556" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCGmN1vDp_yyaHdMuLg73urNO_gpReNBH_BMaqy1jM8JALOGtC21zWCzA79wqUxZzxarT4OSOyonSR4KqfgJja63nOpXU4Ztwz66Y7Jj3CnQjCKTTuhoXPIcY5jJc1ETuGI11R/w300-h400/IMG_6032.JPG" width="300" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><br />Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20562274.post-23891270869540713012020-10-29T05:21:00.001-04:002020-10-29T05:21:05.995-04:00Let's Clean Up!<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"> I know that I have so much to talk about</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">but I'm still playing 'catch up' after being out of commission for all that time...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">But I want to keep in touch, and I want to share my family...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Now I don't know if you know, but I'm a <a href="norwex.com">Norwex</a> junkie!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Just before Ashley was going back to work and I was going to watch Locklan</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">My neighbor introduced me to the products that would clean your house with just water...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">No Chemicals!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I fell in love. I had a crawling baby...I didn't want chemicals on the floors!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">It took a while, but little by little Ashley fell in love with them too.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">She's now a consultant, which means we own at least one of everything they sell...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">But seriously, after 5 years...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">She posted these photos...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLVapY-OixUnxdHnkjmSEzmks1rFDXOOv-JNwOScf79c5s0gwgPUoAeEogOyaZMLhW8YCDlxrIY2KEE7RRyfo1fBpB-nS-5-RqhcUfvJJ8iWFi11Ife04fH_EWCcEQhGR_3I0Q/s741/IMG_8322.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="741" data-original-width="556" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLVapY-OixUnxdHnkjmSEzmks1rFDXOOv-JNwOScf79c5s0gwgPUoAeEogOyaZMLhW8YCDlxrIY2KEE7RRyfo1fBpB-nS-5-RqhcUfvJJ8iWFi11Ife04fH_EWCcEQhGR_3I0Q/w480-h640/IMG_8322.JPG" width="480" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMPuXUrkOmgqHvdjguelwbcAHPCb-UjvODFq3k2FFGSr_hUNEiyJcmZQyiDhx2_hA_AJ55C8KhRTvS0dXi9KPR4q2ZwQBk134NTRi9SZUIc8nYYR0DGy_nNxvzY4Fp-SZuT0Ak/s647/IMG_8323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="647" data-original-width="486" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMPuXUrkOmgqHvdjguelwbcAHPCb-UjvODFq3k2FFGSr_hUNEiyJcmZQyiDhx2_hA_AJ55C8KhRTvS0dXi9KPR4q2ZwQBk134NTRi9SZUIc8nYYR0DGy_nNxvzY4Fp-SZuT0Ak/w480-h640/IMG_8323.JPG" width="480" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Now I don't know about you, but if I found a 'magic' cloth that would make my kids want to clean...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I'd buy two!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Seriously...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">My boys were very helpful around the house.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Once, when my dad was in the hospital, his pastor said the would stop at the house for coffee.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Before leaving for the hospital, I wrote a note for the boys...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">"Pastor Jeff coming. Please do not leave your dishes in the sink."</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">That afternoon I came home to find the sink full of shoes and the dirty dishes on the floor beside the back door...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Kids...and you were wondering why I stopped at 4?</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Okay, time to get busy...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Love to all...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Janhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16508488901278114809noreply@blogger.com1