Thursday, June 25, 2009

Ch-ch-ch changes...

In just under a week my life will be forever changed with the arrival of my first grandchild, Kylie. I am anxious to see her, hold her, sing to her and more! Its difficult to concentrate on just about anything, but I am trying. My sweet friends had a "Sprinkle" for me Tuesday night - you know - there's a baby SHOWER, but a grandma gets a SPRINKLE! They had a salad supper, complete with punch and wonderful strawberry cake - and brought all the things a Ya Ya like me will need: diapers, diaper wipes, towels, bibs, baby food, spoons, bowls, powder, lotion, baby wash, a hat, two cute outfits and even a diaper bag! My mom topped it off with a "YaYa Paddle" which she designed - a puffy squishy wrapped 'paddle' made by dad, finished by mom with soft pink fleece and a bow. Hmm...wonder if I'll ever use that?? My friend KeKe stocked my fridge with a large bottle of wine and sister La gifted me with a "wine-a-rita" mix. Sweet! Something for Ya Ya to do when Kylie is with her folks!! I can't imagine a sweeter baby than my own two children, but Kylie will no doubt prove me wrong!! The plus side is my sweet baby girl is going to be a sweet mommy! Can't wait!

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

I am no one special, just a common man with common thoughts. I’ve led a common life, there are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten. But in one respect, I’ve succeeded as gloriously as anyone who ever lived…I’ve loved another with all my heart and soul and for me… that has always been enough.
— The Notebook
"You should be kissed and often and by someone who knows how."
— Rhett Butler in Gone with the Wind I've read some really good quotes lately....

Never take someone for granted. Hold every person close to your heart, because you might wake up one day and realize that you’ve lost a diamond while you were too busy collecting stones.
— Unknown
Never think you’re nothing. Never cry at night over not being pretty enough. Never tell yourself you’ll never be good enough. Because to someone you’re everything. To someone you’re gorgeous. To someone you’re the world.
— Unknown
I don’t really believe in regrets. All my experiences, even the ones that didn’t turn out the way I wanted them to, I firmly believe they were all worth it.
— Gilmore Girls (

Friday, June 12, 2009

So true...


You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there.
— Bob Marley (via megamazing) (via crazybeautiful) (via bon-bon)

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Son Stuff

You never stop worrying about your kids, do you? My son recently experienced a grease burn on the lower part of his leg while at work. It looked horrible – and felt horrible – you know, the kind of injury that you only see on someone else and it makes you cringe or makes you ache in your lower extremities – argh! He didn’t want me to treat it or wrap it or hardly look at it, but when he washed his car the next day, several blisters developed and oh! It looked even worse. When he showered he used a toothpick – yes a toothpick – to pop the blisters! NOT what his Mom taught him!! I insisted on having him spray the area with Dermoplast at least – to relieve the pain – and help it from getting infected. He did not want me to wrap it before he went back to work, but I told him that he couldn’t work with that burn exposed to the elements at the pizzeria!! I did my best Girl Scout/Mom first aid and used a non-adhesive bandage, taping it down with paper tape. He howled because it was so white against his tan (yet burned) leg and made him look like a hospital patient. So we covered it with an ace bandage – more skin tone friendly! Off he went to work. When I checked on him the next morning he had removed it all which I guess is good to let it breathe. Still, though, he wanted no more first aid – and insisted on wearing long pants. Right – THAT won’t bother that burn! Yikes! Later he was convinced by friends to purchase some liquid bandage so his burn wouldn’t be exposed – how about that – he took advice from his friends but not his Mom – oh well – that’s how it goes.
Late last night when he got home he was frantically looking for a ‘key’ – asking me while I was fast asleep if I had seen it. No, and I wouldn’t know what it looked like – but maybe I did see it – and put it in the junk drawer with the other tool-type-stuff? Then he told me he had a flat tire and that he needed to find the ‘key’ to get the lug nuts off – but – he had no spare – and his friend’s spare wouldn’t fit either. He and his friend ended up staying in the work parking lot with the car, calling AAA for a tow to his friend’s house – where the car awaits a new tire today. Seems someone stabbed the tire in the sidewall – ruining the tire for a simple repair. Today we shared a ride to my work – he went to school – and plans to meet up with his friend to go for a new tire – and then get to work. He was frustrated – and exhausted after not getting home until 2:30 a.m. – but I hope he learned a bit of a lesson: Spare in Trunk Benefits Boy with Flat Tire at Closing.

Monday, June 8, 2009