Monday, September 30, 2013

The Days of September

Just like August, September has gone by in a flash. In between my full-time job, I seized as many moments as I could, doing things that I love to do.


At the top of that list is rocking my grandbaby to sleep, and that's exactly how September started for me. She's growing so fast, and I don't want to miss a minute.


My first Grandparents Day. It was a delight.


An evening spent with my girls: Charlie, Audrey and Leslie. I'm glad they live nearby.

A sleepover at Nonni's house one Friday night was a highlight of the month. Isn't she just heavenly? Melts my heart every time.

The next morning found Nonni with a camera in hand, snapping like the crazed grandma she is. Here we are enjoying "our" morning coffee. I'm not sure Audrey was enjoying the camera so early, but Nonni sure was.

Later in the day, Audrey spent some downtime in Nonni's baby bed while Nonni did a little office work. 

Here she is, studying her leg...

...and getting to know her stuffed friends.

I enjoyed my little patio garden whenever the temperature allowed. It needs some serious pruning, but I'm waiting for cooler weather to tackle it. 


Being close to God's creation never fails to lift my spirits and help me see how small my problems really are, so I spent a few moments strolling through the botanical gardens on a lunch break one day. It was just what I needed.

Yesterday, my daughter planned to be away for most of the day, so I went and picked up Charlie from her apartment. Charlie hasn't been to my house since my grandbaby was born in June, so I thought it was time to re-familiarize her with Nonni's place. She was more subdued than I figured she would be...until a cat rounded the corner. Yikes.

And last, but certainly not least, my big sister's birthday is today. We celebrated it with dinner last week at her daughter's house.

Elaine has brought so much joy to my life, and I am so grateful for the memories we have made together. She has been my role model since I was a young girl, and she remains a shining example of what a true Christian should be. I love you, Elaine!

I do hope your September days were memorable. And now it's on to October.  ♦

Thursday, September 26, 2013

A New Blog Header ~ Accepting What Is

For some time now I've been wanting to personalize my blog header, making it less generalized and more specific to me. I might tweak it some, but it's a start in that direction.

Divorce isn't something I celebrate, but it is woven into the fabric of my life, and after 11 years, I fully understand that I may never be married again. I'm not sad about that, and I'm not glad about that. I'm just accepting of that.

As I told someone the other day, some people are single and live alone, while others are married and live lonely. Neither spot is ideal, but I've learned to be content in mine, and that's a beautiful thing. ♦

Monday, September 23, 2013

Mosaic Monday ~ Lunchtime Stroll

In Southeast Texas, fall doesn't show up until October, so if the temperature dips the tiniest bit in September, we tend to celebrate. Today was near perfect. Low humidity and highs in the 80s. I couldn't resist a lunchtime visit to the botanical gardens nearby. A little strolling. A little swinging. A little basking in the sun. Ahh. Just what Wonder Woman needed on this glorious September day.


Linking with Mosaic Monday.

Saturday, September 21, 2013

Rainy Friday Night


After work, I called my daughter to see if she wanted to join me somewhere for dinnerbaby and all. She'd been wanting "a good meal" for a while, but it hadn't been convenient for us. This evening, it was looking like rain, but I headed to her apartment anyhow.

A warm drizzle was falling when we got to the restaurant, but once we ordered and settled in, the flood gates opened and sheets of water fell from the sky. An hour or so later, it was still pouring rain. But that was OK.

We entertained ourselves with lots of carbs, strong coffee and the camera that never ends. As country star Eddie Rabbit used to sing, "I love a rainy night." Especially when I have my two favorite people to share it with. ♦

Sunday, September 15, 2013

Saturday at Nonni's House

My sweet granddaughter spent the night with me Friday night, and I kept her all day Saturday while her mother did some shopping. She is such a joy.

No matter how tired I get from lifting, and bending, and stooping, and holding, just a smile from her (and there are always plenty!) makes me forget any aches I have.

While I was busy in the kitchen, she sat on the island in her bouncer, watching Nonni and the world go by. I wish I could keep her this little and this innocent for a long, long time. But, alas, that isn't how this baby stuff works. Little today; grown tomorrow.

Big Sister stopped in for some Audrey time, and it was sweetness all around. She has a way with babies, and Audrey was quite intrigued.


Around sundown, mommy returned for her bundle of joy. It was a reunion of sorts. Lots of cooing going on. As they drove away into the night, I thanked God for my countless blessings and for the many good gifts he bestows each day. ♦

Tuesday, September 10, 2013

A Grand Grandparents Day

Last weekend was Grandparents Day, and what a grand weekend it was, spending time among the pines with my parents, my daughter and my granddaughter. Thank you, Leslie, for planning it!

Here are a few pictures to give you a general idea of what went down, and I'll weave a little tale as we go along.

 The road home is always a beautiful one for me.
I know unconditional love is waiting.
 
But not just unconditional love.
 
A pistachio cake was cooling on the counter. The sweet aroma sent sugary shockwaves surging through my veins. Ah. What a glorious weekend this was going to be.
 
Miss Audrey had been the ideal passenger, overall, but didn't nap much along the way. So after a brief hello to the great-grands, she was catching up on her sleep.
 
 Here she is in the carseat on the ride over, looking perfect.
 
 And here she is napping on Big Nana's guest bed.
Pardon the grainy picture. The room was totally dark.
 
While Audrey slept, Leslie helped her nana with photo albums, I worked on crossword puzzles, and Daddy sat around and took it all in. Of course, the pistachio cake was the center of everything I did. Honestly. I lost count of how many pieces I ate.
 
Once the grandbaby woke up, we decided we better take full advantage and let her entertain the grandparents before she fell back to sleep, which, according to her mother, was imminent.
 
I thought my daughter captured a prize-winning photo of us, piled on the couch, totally enamored by the newest member of the family. For me, this picture stirs up feelings of long ago, when families stayed together and simple things were enough.
 
I found it quite fitting (and so very special) that I am wearing my maternal grandmother's "housecoat," taken from Mother's stash in the upstairs closet. Grandmother Kynerd would have loved Audrey, her great-great granddaughter. Of that, I am certain.
 
I took boo-coodles of pictures, but I will spare you the time and just post one other one that I loved from this setting.
 
I love how Audrey's feet are firmly plopped on Mother's chest. She has no idea who she is entertaining. Could be the Queen of England for all she knows. That's what makes babies so special.
 
After Audrey was down for the night, my sweet daughter handed out gifts to one and all. Yay! Gifts!
 
 This was my gift, and I dearly love it. I have a small collection of Willow Tree figurines, and this one just might be my favorite. The description says, "Grandmother. A unique love that transcends the years."
 
If anybody is still reading, bless you. The story goes on.
 
Early Sunday morning, after helping Leslie give Audrey an impromptu bath (thanks to some impromptu throwing up), I lotioned her up, wrapped her up and took her to my room for some Nonni time before getting dressed for church.
 
 Judging by her expressions in these photos, she got a bit of lotion on her fingers and wasn't too sure about the taste. The last one makes me laugh out loud.
 
Before leaving for church, I posed on the couch with my precious grandbaby. Words simply can't tell how much I love this child, and how much joy she has brought into my life in her 12 short weeks of living. I pray I can bring her half as much joy in the years to come.
 
 After church, a few more shots before delving into fried chicken.
 
 Leslie and her adorable Audrey.
 
 Leslie and her grandparents. (How I love each one.)
 

 Leslie and her mom.
 
FYI - This was a pretty good picture of us, but after it was taken, we thought we might get a better one, so we continued posing and things took an interesting turn when we switched places, and I decided my hair needed some help. The backlight from the window behind us wasn't ideal, and I thought my hair needed fluffing up, shaking out. Something.
 
The first fluff didn't solve the problem, so I kept fluffing, and Leslie kept shooting. Below are some rare "behind the scenes" shots. You can see Leslie losing control with each snap of the camera. OMW! I laugh till I cry every time I look at these! If you're still reading, this is your reward!
 
 
My favorite one is the top right. I look like a man with a bad, bad rug! And while I've got you laughing, I'll bring it to an end. Till next time, my peeps, adiĆ³s! ♦