Grandma, the word brings to mind a front porch swing, quilting, homemade bread. On a dark night, the lights from her window are a welcome sight. She is always quick with a hug and one is always welcome at Grandma's house. It seems she has a never-ending well of smiles and love...that is until you graze the back bumper of her daughter's mini-van and then all heck breaks loose!
Ahh the unfortunate driver who happens to park just a tad too close and while pulling out of the space, gently touched Grandma's car, leaving a mark that would take a magnifying glass to see. The driver, realizing her folly went to settle things with Grandma. Unfortunately, Grandma has lost all sense of "grandmaness" when the driver's friend steps in to help. Grandma procees to "invite" driver's friend, (none to gently) to return to her car and informing said friend that she has been on the planet for 70 years, alot longer than her, as if that is some magical phrase that gives Grandma the right to be so dogon mean! The driver thought Grandma was going to pop a vessel, spit fire and spin her head completely around. Good thing there was a fireman close by. Meanwhile, while friend is fielding the verbal blows, the driver is writing down her own infromation and looking up spots the cross at Grandma's neck and the fireman logo on her shirt and wonders why Grandma is so unhappy.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Summer Sunshine
I love this time of year when the sun is high and the days are warm. I am listening to the kids outside laughing and playing in the water. It is like a snapshot in my memory of when I was a kid and did the same thing. I love to see their cute faces all covered in otter pop juice and even though I am bugged by the thousands of wrappers left EVERYWHERE, who can say no to "Please mom, just one more? I haven't had a green one today!" There is just something about the summer sun that does more than warm the air. It plays with the mind and makes it easier to remember the long summer days of my childhood running through the sprinklers and eating popcicles until my teeth ached from the cold. I remember riding my bike with the the red sparkly banana seat, I remember sleeping in the back of my parents green station wagon with the wood panel on the sides...no seatbelts. I remember Tang and Postum. I remember watching Love Boat and Fantasy Island every Saturday night while my mom wrapped my hair in pink spongy rollers for church the next day. I remember being at the '84 Olympics in LA. I went to Women's Diving...China won that day too. There is something about that summer sun...
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Cleaning the Reeve's Shower
When it was time to leave a play date with Lily Gracie was given the choice to either stay at the Reeves and do some "chores" or go home. She was helping Lily clean the shower in this photo.
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