Wordless Wednesday Making Memories

The Unofficial Start of Summer

The Memorial Day weekend is the “unofficial “first weekend of summer. The three day weekend everyone is excited for. Grills are uncovered from their long winters nap, freshly cut grass will fill our nostrils, and plans for the first barbecue, picnic, road trip, and water fight are put into motion. Each year my husband and I sit on our overstuffed patio furniture settled in for the perfect weekend filled with outdoor fun and memory making. Our grandchildren will be playing in the sprinklers, burgers will sizzle on the grill, and my camera will  be capturing every mosquito sprayed, sunscreen slathered moment. So, I say to each of you, “rejoice the summer is here” (soon I will complain about the heat) go out and play! Have a safe and fun memorial day. Make memories, eat too much and wear your sunscreen.   When Monday arrives please join me as I bow my head and remember all of the fallen soldiers that fought to keep our country free. Honor them with your smiles and your fun. They will be smiling with you.

Have a Happy and Safe Memorial Day weekend.


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Welcome To Our Family

Welcome to our family!

Celebrating the arrival of our fifth grandchild. Jonah Robert born 12 /31/2009, 6lbs. 3oz. and 19 inches long.

Mother and baby are doing well. Grandma is exhausted, giggle.

P.S. Happy New Year everyone!








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Pumpkin Patch

Fall is here and that means a trip to the pumpkin patch with our lovely grandchildren will soon occur. Every year we trek out to the muddy farm about 10 miles down the road. We wait patiently for the hay bail filled trailer to arrive. We climb aboard and hold on for dear life as the noisy tractor pulls the trailer through every bumpy bit of the farm. Each of us clinging tightly to each other as we smile and shake like jelly sitting atop our hay bails.

We anxiously await the arrival at the pumpkin filled field. Brightly colored orange gourds beacon us as we maneuver through the muddy field filled with future jack o lanterns. Each of us begins searching through miles of squash in hopes of finding the perfect one for carving. Our granddaughter Mckenna is a tiny little 6 year old and she inevitably finds the biggest pumpkin in the filed and declares it her own. We enlist the aid of a fork lift, well actually grandpa’s arms, to load it onto the trailer. Our oldest granddaughter Savannah (9) always seems to gravitate to the odd shaped ones. Our other two other grandchildren (Emma 5 and Noah almost 2) prefer the little pumpkins that they’d rather paint than carve. Oh, I just can’t wait to make the trip to the pumpkin patch this season.
Happy Fall everyone!

P.S. The light colored pumpkins are easier to carve. Try applying a coat of petroleum jelly to the carved edges to help keep them from drying out. If your jack o lantern starts to shrivel, try soaking it in a bucket of cold water over night to revive it. Try using a flameless candle( battery powered) to light your jack o lantern .

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Because of the Crinkles

Looking in the mirror this morning I thought of one of my favorite moments.  I am re posting this blog I hope you don't mind.

Over the Christmas holiday my  granddaughter  and I were looking through some old photos.

She came across my graduation photo (circa 1978 see photo) and I told her a bit about that time when I was younger. She listened closely and then when I was finished she said, “Grandma it just doesn’t look like you”. When I asked why she simply stated “because of the crinkles”.

The crinkles I asked?

“Yes”, she replied and gently squeezed her thumb and forefinger to pinch the laugh lines (crow’s feet) at the corner of my eye. “They’re right here”, she said.

I laughed so hard.

Then she mentioned the laugh lines on the corner of my mouth, and she proceeded to squish her face with great zeal as she tried to create crinkles of her own.I assured her that her crinkles

will come after a well lived life filled with lots of love and laughter.

I am so fortunate to have a face graced with crinkles. Because, it’s little priceless moments just like that one that makes every crinkle well deserved and worth having.

I wish you many crinkles!