Last straw

Do you ever feel stupid and you can't do anything right? That was today for me. Started out to be a good day and had lots of plans. It started to go down hill when I took my sweater back to the dry cleaners because they shrank it. The lady asked me how much bigger did it used to be? Ummm let me see, I don't know you wrecked it and it is so tight I couldn't get it on. I didn't know I should measure my sweaters before and after I took them to the cleaners. Just in case they ruin it. I was very nice, but I didn't want to be. I then drove to covington to the camera store because my camera hasn't been working right and I can't figure out what is wrong. I even have a camera book for dummies. Turns out the lens is broke. Who knew? NOt me. Since its a good lens it will take 250.00 to fix and 4 weeks or a new one for 400.00. Wow , never asked my husband how much he paid for it a few years back. Just knew it was a great camera and what a sweetie my husband was for getting it for me. The man said it had to take a good hit to break it, and I don't remember even dropping it or even banging it on or into anything. That was the last straw and I cryed all the way home and got a free hot cocoa at starbucks and that didn't even help. I so wanted to take pictures of the newest grandbaby Olivia. They say it's best to take them 6 to 7 days old. I cryed on the phone to Summer and even my Mom. What a basket case. I haven't told my husband, I don't want to cry again. I just feel stupid!!!!!! I couldn't even take care of one of the best presents my husband has ever gotten me( and he has been good to me). I guess I better not be holding anything precious or more fragile like a baby.

Just sitting here on my computer at 5:34 a.m. waiting for the cinnamon rolls to raise. Missing Heidi and Carter. Talked to Westin on the phone last nite and made me miss them. I won't get to see them this Christmas and they will be missed, but I know they will have a nice peaceful Christmas. Thanksgiving just kept giving and giving. It was wonderful and wild. It was great till the flu hit. Wes said Julia is starting to smile and talk ( well baby talk), she's going to change so much before we see her again.

The blessing of our little Julia was amazing. All of my kids, and grandkids were in church and Summer and her large family were even on time. Yeah Summer. There's 8 in her family and church was at 9:00 and we live at least, 20 minutes from her. Summer's always late, so Yeah Summer. As you can tell by the photo Julia wasn't as pleased as we were. This makes #3 for Wes and Jes. It was all kinds of fun untill we all got the flu later that nite. We were dropping like flies. I don't ever want to be that sick again.

Leaving Town

I've had it and I'm leaving. Well, I'm leaving to wait for the arrival of our newest grandbaby and I can't wait to see her. So I'm trying to pack and clean house. This week has just been a busy and hard week, I guess I'm just getting old. We are leaving friday to drive to Spokane, that is Daniel and I, but he will return home on saturday. Someone has to hold down the fort. If I live long enough! I think it's time for my husband to trade me in for 2 twenty two years olds. Just when my back heals it's something else and I'm sick of it. I even went to the good old Doc to check everything out and a shot in each arm,6 tubes of blood,checking of other things I don't care to mention and peeing in a cup for the second time this week. I thought good I'm done for a while,but oh no, when I come back from Spokane it's time for mamogram,bone scan, and a colonoscopy. Like I want to do the whole colonoscopy after the last time, the cleaning out was bad enough and they said you won't feel a thing. Yea, right, that's why I remember the pain and them telling we're almost done. That was after the endoscopy and I remember gagging. Oh did I mention the dry heaves after and feeling like someone had beat the crap out of me!!!!!! NOt to mention other stuff that I really don't want to talk about. Lovvvvvly week. I think 3 weeks in Spokane is sounding like maybe I should stay longer. Can't wait to see Heidi,Carter,Wes,and Jes.

Chandler is where it all started. Yes he was the very first grandchild, and we loved him from the moment we saw him. Okay, I loved him before I saw him. No one told me how totally amazing it was to be a grandma. Now we are working on #10 in November and #11 coming in Febuary. I love being a grandma more than anything else on earth. Chandler was the one who trained me. He has such a gentle spirit, he loves deeply. He's the easiest kid to be around, he always wants to please us and take care of us. He love's to help everyone. Chandler is turning 10 today and I don't know where the time has gone. He's gotten so tall. I remember holding him in my arms and pacing up and down the hallway till I thought my arms would fall off, trying to get him to sleep. Then when he would fall asleep I would sit carefully as not to wake him and if I sat very still he would sleep for about 20 minutes to 45 minutes. We were oatmeal buddies and would eat a huge bowl of oatmeal on the days I babysat. He taught bb and I, how to run fast when he learned how to work the hose and turned it on us. He found the more he sprayed us, the faster we would run and the harder we would laugh. He still makes us laugh, mostly he touches our hearts with kindness. I love the way he laughs, I love his big smile, I love his dimples, his big blue eyes, and the way he always wants to help me. Chandler Mandler I love you with all my heart, thanks for making me a good grandma. Happy 10th birthday, may you have 120 more.

This is a little house built out of drift wood. I think the surfer's made it to keep out of the wind in between tripps in the water.

His bb loves him as much as He loves her.

We started little picnic lunch's at the beach with Chandler when he was just 2 and so each year it seems to get busier and busier, we don't always make it. This year we did, but it was getting kinda late in the season and it had been raining all week. I'm so glad we made it.

Chandler had so much fun that day at the beach with his two grandma's. It was a really nice day and he didn't want to leave, neither did I. He found a dead crab that he packed around and called him crabby.