Tuesday, June 24, 2008
passwords... umhh!!
Too many passwords! Is it just me? Or do you find that we need too many passwords to function in this modern world today? I'm sure it must be necessary, but I find it a source of stress. If anyone out there has a suggestion, I'm all ears!!
You can probably tell, I'm stuck on something right now, because I can't remember the password. So I'm a little frustrated, but it seems to happen to me too often, and I just wondered if I not alone. Maybe someone knows something I don't. Well, that's a given, but I'm willing to learn, if you're inclined to share.
You can probably tell, I'm stuck on something right now, because I can't remember the password. So I'm a little frustrated, but it seems to happen to me too often, and I just wondered if I not alone. Maybe someone knows something I don't. Well, that's a given, but I'm willing to learn, if you're inclined to share.
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
A Great Gram Day
It's a GREAT Gram day here in the country on this early hot Georgia summer day. I rose early today. Papa hadn't expected to see me when I appeared in the kitchen with my stickie uppie hair, pink robe, and still wearing my nose strip (I thought I might want to go back to sleep later, wouldn't want to wake myself up snoring, now would I, you're seeing the logic now, right?). I love these days when I get to stay home and do whatever I want. It's like Heaven. My response to his surprize at my early rising was, "Seize the day", though I must admit, it didn't sound very convincing, even to me. None the less, it's been fun. I didn't go back to sleep, maybe I dosed off a time or two while watching the news, who knows. News gets old quickly and in my attempt to make the most of the day, I decided to go outside. It's so nice in the mornings, then the heat takes over and indoors looks more interesting. I found myself pulling weeds for a while, then I sat in the swing and just enjoyed looking at the lake and feeling the morning air. A big red cardinal flew down about twenty feet in front of me and landed in the yard, then darted off into the trees. There's some cool stuff happening out there, I should do that more often.
When I came inside, I decided to put a perm in my hair. I can get into all kinds of trouble when I'm left alone with no one to watch me. My girls shutter at the things I do to my hair, but I say, "Think about all the money I saved, and anyway, it'll grow back." Not to worry, today I was lucky, it actually looks pretty good. I only used half a boxed perm which cost probably $6, so I'm just out 3 bucks. Now that's a deal!
I'm going to finish the day gathering up clothes I'm not using and take a load to Goodwill. It's spring, well technically it's still spring, and I'm feeling the need to do spring cleaning. I'd better act on it before the desire fades away. I may not be modivated again till next spring. If only I could stop time, maybe I could catch up with all the things I'd like to accomplish. I won't get it all done, but still, it's been a GREAT Gram day.
Hope ya'll had great days, too.
When I came inside, I decided to put a perm in my hair. I can get into all kinds of trouble when I'm left alone with no one to watch me. My girls shutter at the things I do to my hair, but I say, "Think about all the money I saved, and anyway, it'll grow back." Not to worry, today I was lucky, it actually looks pretty good. I only used half a boxed perm which cost probably $6, so I'm just out 3 bucks. Now that's a deal!
I'm going to finish the day gathering up clothes I'm not using and take a load to Goodwill. It's spring, well technically it's still spring, and I'm feeling the need to do spring cleaning. I'd better act on it before the desire fades away. I may not be modivated again till next spring. If only I could stop time, maybe I could catch up with all the things I'd like to accomplish. I won't get it all done, but still, it's been a GREAT Gram day.
Hope ya'll had great days, too.
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Up to my old ways again
I'm up to my old ways again, I'm afraid. Sometimes change is slow, and not always permanent. At any rate, here I am again to say hello. Gram is still here and kicking, just not as high as she used to.
On this lovely Sunday, I have been reflecting on my blessings. First and foremost among those would be our family. Little Ava is home and doing beautifully, for which, we are so thankful. She immediately stole all our hearts, she is so precious. Courtney and Claire are quickly becoming graceful, wonderful young Christian women, and Jack is turning into the young man we always knew he would. He continues to surprize us with his charm and insights. Wade is growing up, too. He has been so much fun, and often gives me flashbacks, he is so much like his daddy, my baby, I can hardly believe it, but he is and will be his own special person. Little Brooks loves his brother and already wants nothing so much as just to follow him and do whatever he does. He just turned one and isn't interested yet in walking, but can that boy crawl and climb. He goes wherever he wants, until someone stops him. He is something else, so cute, he's adoreable. He's what they used to call a towhead, in the South, which means his hair is platinum blonde. We still can't decide what color his eyes are. They're sort of blue green. Wade got his daddy's red hair and blue eyes. All the other grands have beautiful eyes, too, dark brown, like pools of deep water. I love them.
My work week was heavy last week, more so than usual. I'm always optimistic that it will be fine. The weird thing is that it seems to be, I make it through the week, but then my delicious down time sort of bommerangs on me, it seems, and I feel the tiredness of it all. This week I also had jury duty following the completion of my shifts at the hospital, so I had to be up early and go over for that. It was a murder case, particularly unsavory. Thankfully, I wasn't picked, so I was relieved about that.
Maybe it's the renewing effect of spring, but for whatever reason, I have that itching to clean out and organize. I know my daughter's are probably giggling about that statement, because they know I have a teensy problem with that. I'm convinced my children took all my organizational genes from me, leaving me few. Those of you who are closer to my age know that some of the clutter we have accummulated by this time is not solely our own, but for whatever reason, it's a challenge. Undoubtedly, it's a national problem, because it's on the front page of every magazine and countless cable TV shows center around it. I've gotten hooked on the show, Clean House. Maybe it makes me feel better to see other people who have the same problem. Of course, they choose very dramatic situations to make a show out of. It's entertaining and inspiring to see the end result. Without saying, they have a whole crew of people and some strong motivation, including muscle power and cash. Anybody else out there want to say, I know what you're talking about, girl!? Words of advice welcome, too.
That's probably about all you really want to hear from me right now, I'll bet. Sometimes less is more, as the old saying goes, so I'll sign off for now. Hope you will leave me a comment. I'd love that.
On this lovely Sunday, I have been reflecting on my blessings. First and foremost among those would be our family. Little Ava is home and doing beautifully, for which, we are so thankful. She immediately stole all our hearts, she is so precious. Courtney and Claire are quickly becoming graceful, wonderful young Christian women, and Jack is turning into the young man we always knew he would. He continues to surprize us with his charm and insights. Wade is growing up, too. He has been so much fun, and often gives me flashbacks, he is so much like his daddy, my baby, I can hardly believe it, but he is and will be his own special person. Little Brooks loves his brother and already wants nothing so much as just to follow him and do whatever he does. He just turned one and isn't interested yet in walking, but can that boy crawl and climb. He goes wherever he wants, until someone stops him. He is something else, so cute, he's adoreable. He's what they used to call a towhead, in the South, which means his hair is platinum blonde. We still can't decide what color his eyes are. They're sort of blue green. Wade got his daddy's red hair and blue eyes. All the other grands have beautiful eyes, too, dark brown, like pools of deep water. I love them.
My work week was heavy last week, more so than usual. I'm always optimistic that it will be fine. The weird thing is that it seems to be, I make it through the week, but then my delicious down time sort of bommerangs on me, it seems, and I feel the tiredness of it all. This week I also had jury duty following the completion of my shifts at the hospital, so I had to be up early and go over for that. It was a murder case, particularly unsavory. Thankfully, I wasn't picked, so I was relieved about that.
Maybe it's the renewing effect of spring, but for whatever reason, I have that itching to clean out and organize. I know my daughter's are probably giggling about that statement, because they know I have a teensy problem with that. I'm convinced my children took all my organizational genes from me, leaving me few. Those of you who are closer to my age know that some of the clutter we have accummulated by this time is not solely our own, but for whatever reason, it's a challenge. Undoubtedly, it's a national problem, because it's on the front page of every magazine and countless cable TV shows center around it. I've gotten hooked on the show, Clean House. Maybe it makes me feel better to see other people who have the same problem. Of course, they choose very dramatic situations to make a show out of. It's entertaining and inspiring to see the end result. Without saying, they have a whole crew of people and some strong motivation, including muscle power and cash. Anybody else out there want to say, I know what you're talking about, girl!? Words of advice welcome, too.
That's probably about all you really want to hear from me right now, I'll bet. Sometimes less is more, as the old saying goes, so I'll sign off for now. Hope you will leave me a comment. I'd love that.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Happy Birthday
Today was a nice day, my youngest grandson's 1st birthday. He had his own cake and another to share. I'm not sure he's too much into cake, but he liked opening the presents and playing with his brother and cousins from Macon. It was fun and not too busy. Sometimes I think we tend to over celebrate, know what I mean? It can be a little overwhelming when you're only one year old.
Yesterday we went to the graduation ceremony for our next door neighbor. That was good, and then we shared a meal with them. So I guess we've just been partying all weekend. It doesn't seem like we did anything, but I'm kind of pooped.
That's about all that's been happening in gramsworld lately.
Ya'll stay safe and have a good week.
Gram
Yesterday we went to the graduation ceremony for our next door neighbor. That was good, and then we shared a meal with them. So I guess we've just been partying all weekend. It doesn't seem like we did anything, but I'm kind of pooped.
That's about all that's been happening in gramsworld lately.
Ya'll stay safe and have a good week.
Gram
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Where in the world is Gram?
It's been so long since I posted, I forgot how!! Back by popular demand...from my granddaughter anyway, here I am.
Well, the seasons have rolled around again. I completely missed commenting on Easter, which was lovely by the way. I enjoyed it very much. Went to church with the family, wore the same thing I wore last year, and I'm not complaining a bit about that, and got to see everybody looking handsome and beautiful, hear a good choir and enjoy a worshipful church service, followed by a good meal and relaxing visit - a very nice day.
We also had the February trip to Disney World, which I left the posting about to the young folks. Disney World is great, but I need to take Geritol for about two months before and after. Remember Geritol? Now if you do .... uh huh, you know what I'm talking about.
The really biggie I haven't posted about is the arrival of our sweet Ava all the way from Viet Nam and that has been so wonderful. She is a beaut, let me tell you. We are so thrilled about having her. I could hold her all day, she's light as a feather, and such a good baby. We are so blessed with wonderful grandchildren. They are all so precious to us, and each one special in his or her own way. I love every one of them with my whole heart. I was just thinking about that yesterday, how each of them has 100% of my love, and how in our finite way of thinking, we would not believe that to be possible. I could see how God uses our relationships with our children and grandchildren to reveal Himself to us. If we can love that way, He can do the same and much more, and then He uses our Earthly lives to allow us to see that. That's amazing.
Papa just came in and kissed me on the head. I said, "I'm posting my blog." He said, "Really?" He looked shocked, counted on his fingers, and said "five months." Then he went to get a snack. In two months, we will have been married 39 short years. I should write about that. Thirty nine years, that could take a while to summarize, I'll have to leave some stuff out!
Alright chickadees, if I'm going to keep posting, I need encouragement, so let's have some comments!
Well, the seasons have rolled around again. I completely missed commenting on Easter, which was lovely by the way. I enjoyed it very much. Went to church with the family, wore the same thing I wore last year, and I'm not complaining a bit about that, and got to see everybody looking handsome and beautiful, hear a good choir and enjoy a worshipful church service, followed by a good meal and relaxing visit - a very nice day.
We also had the February trip to Disney World, which I left the posting about to the young folks. Disney World is great, but I need to take Geritol for about two months before and after. Remember Geritol? Now if you do .... uh huh, you know what I'm talking about.
The really biggie I haven't posted about is the arrival of our sweet Ava all the way from Viet Nam and that has been so wonderful. She is a beaut, let me tell you. We are so thrilled about having her. I could hold her all day, she's light as a feather, and such a good baby. We are so blessed with wonderful grandchildren. They are all so precious to us, and each one special in his or her own way. I love every one of them with my whole heart. I was just thinking about that yesterday, how each of them has 100% of my love, and how in our finite way of thinking, we would not believe that to be possible. I could see how God uses our relationships with our children and grandchildren to reveal Himself to us. If we can love that way, He can do the same and much more, and then He uses our Earthly lives to allow us to see that. That's amazing.
Papa just came in and kissed me on the head. I said, "I'm posting my blog." He said, "Really?" He looked shocked, counted on his fingers, and said "five months." Then he went to get a snack. In two months, we will have been married 39 short years. I should write about that. Thirty nine years, that could take a while to summarize, I'll have to leave some stuff out!
Alright chickadees, if I'm going to keep posting, I need encouragement, so let's have some comments!
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