Surgery...Again

It was just a year ago I had surgery on my neck. this year I'm doing something much less complicated. Carpal Tunnel surgery. I can't believe I keep doing these things. It makes me nervous to know the way around the hospital, and to even have a feel for the 'stuff' in the surgery room itself. Oh well, hopefully it will be worth it in the end. So that was yesterday. We're off now for grand kids!

"old" Friends

I can't think of anything more fun than getting together with friends that you've known (and who know you), well, just forever! It's with these kind of friends that it seems like there are no months or years between the last time that you saw them. You can just pick up the threads of your conversation right from where you left off! You know them so well you can still 'get their goat' or serve them their favorite foods. It's being as comfortable as being at home. I have heard it said that in a lifetime most people only have one or two such friendships. I have been blessed to have had at least 4 or 5! The one thing I always hate about the get togethers with close friends is that the time flies so fast and suddenly it's leave taking time. Good byes are the worst and I hate them. I really look forward to the day when there are no more good-byes.

Surprises

Our birthday party is over! I don't know why I don't have more fun with stuff like this. I get all tensed up when it's my turn to play hostess with the mostess! But it was so fun to visit with friends and to share our house, and to celebrate Ron! I was right, he didn't read my blog so figure out about the party that way, But he wasn't surprised. I knew he wouldn't be when he decided he wanted to start on his roofing project. I had to (picture this please) put my hands on my hips and just say "no siree. you're not doing any such thing this weekend." I'm a terrible liar and to his question as to why I would throw such a fit over that, I could only say, well, because...I said so! Oh that's so bad. Thanks everyone for helping and sharing.

Ron actually turns 60 on September 17 so you still have time to wish him a Happy Birthday!

Ruts and Habits

Habit: Getting up at 5:30 a.m. every morning.

Rut: Eating the same thing for breakfast for 6 mos.

Habit: Doing some kind of exercise every morning at 6 a.m.

Rut: wALking the same exact route for 3 years

Habit: Smiling and saying good morning to everyone that comes to the library

Rut: Smiling and saying good morning to everyone that comes to the library even in the afternoon.

I need a change in my habits and ruts I think. Walk backwards. Brush my teeth with my left hand. Frown when I say good morning. Eat cake for breakfast! Think outside the box. Do it differently, try to move my brain out of the sameness that it's been in. Play in the rain. Sleep on the floor. Open the library back to front instead of the other way around!! Anyone else have some ideas about changing ruts???

Growing boys

3 grand boys! Wow! This ought to see some interesting years ahead. Camping. Hunting. Fishing. Guns. Wrassling. Tools. I always thought Ron should have been able to teach his boys more about building and wiring and plumbing when they were growing up. They seem to have picked things up pretty good despite the lack of direct oversight when it came to those things when they were 12. And there's no doubt they got the idea with the hunting, the fishing, and the camping. (that is they seem to enjoy all of it!) So there will be lots of outings to look forward to. Camping in the boundary waters, hunting big game somewhere... Then again, maybe these boys will be into cooking, sewing, and making in general. Grandma might be able to exert some sort of influence!

Velveteen Rabbit

We were talking about being a mother-in-law tonight. When I first actually became one, it scared me to death because I wasn't sure what that role meant. More than anything i wanted my daughters-in-law to realize that I wasn't anything out of the ordinary: just a woman who raised a son and expected said son to love and respect his wife more than anyone else. I also wanted them to see me as a 'real' person who had doubts, fears, worries and who was still struggling to grow and be who God had called her to be. Failings still abounding. Definitely not a know-it-all. Or even a meddler. But full of mistakes. I have heard mother in law jokes, and seen some pretty awful mothers in laws of friends, and I absolutely did not want to placed in that category. I wanted it to be more like a sisterhood. A sharing of times that i've already experienced and can perhaps give insight to-though not perfectly. Above all, I wanted to be real. This being 'real' thing is sometimes hard to get right. It can be painful. And scary. After all, it can mean putting myself out there for the family to see warts, naked and all.Yikes. I tend to want to run and hide, or behave like 'miss perfect'. I've noticed misinterpretation can take place that way, too. I do have two wonderful daughters in law who have been so willing to share their lives and now their children with me, too. How blessed I am!

Baby pictures

We have pictures of the new grandson. How could there be anything sweeter? A 7 lb baby is much smaller than a 9 lb baby (that was Isaiah and Phinehas) so I was amazed at his perfect smallness! Can you tell? His parents are 'over the moon'? Pretty cool to see!