Wednesday, January 18, 2017

two gates...


I got home from my trip East to TLC’s yesterday afternoon at 4:45ish. It was a 26-hour turnaround trip. TLC had a doctor’s appointment that went much better than we expected. Which was a wonderful relief! Thank You, Dear Lord God Almighty. TLC and Gang will be coming back here this weekend to see two of her four brothers and one nephew. Therefore, I could cope with the fast and furious trip!

Little Leighton (aka LL aka Biscuit) and Baby Elle (aka Belle) continue to charm their Grammy! Lots of fun with both—although I had to go through Baby Elle’s “first” baby gate on my way up the nineteen (NINETEEN) stairs to the playroom and TLC’s Guest/Grammy Room. This gate was used by TLC and Her Hubby in their first home for Little Leighton. It actually was mostly to keep Henry the Dog from going into Her Hubby’s office and LL’s nursery. Or out the front door. This “Belle” gate will be used to keep Belle from going up and/or falling down said NINETEEN stairs as she learns to walk/run/escape/explore.

TLC has ordered a (matching) gate for the top. And, sadly, Belle can crawl up two stairs before she reaches the bottom gate. It couldn't be attached at the bottom of the stairs. This makes me nervous. She is a little speed demon. There she is! Oops...where is she now???

As I proceeded to take my overnight bag up to my room, I remembered how to open the gate. However, three years and several pounds later, it seemed like I wasn’t going to fit through the opening! Sheesh. For a few seconds, I was certain I’d have to turn sideways to get through it. (Which, frankly, isn’t that much less wide than my actual width. YIKES.)

I did it. Twasn’t easy. TLC had to take my bag so I wouldn’t hit the walls with it. During the rest of the day Monday and for some of the morning yesterday, I struggled to hold the Wild Child Belle—open the gate—get through it—and up the stairs (have I mentioned there are NINETEEN?) to the playroom. All the while I was thinking: There’s about to be a second gate. TWO GATES to get through. FUN. FUN.

Yes. TLC’s Safety Obstacle Course is positively, absolutely, 1,000,000% necessary. This Old Grammy simply ain’t looking forward to the process. (The day LL fell down 15 of those 19 stairs as I watched in utter horror? One of the worst days of my life.)

On a semi-innerstin’ note: TLC and I had the opportunity to watch The Bachelor together! I would typically go to bed soon after LL is asleep because TLC goes to bed VERY early. But Her Hubby had gone to an evening meeting for work and we decided to share a bit of TV time together. As I said before TLC met Her Hubby, as I’ve said about my granddaughters, I hope I never know ANY young woman who appears on this show. Seriously. Yes, I watch it. In shock. In sheer fascination. TLC normally does NOT watch it and mocks me for my loyalty each time a new season begins. This season? OMG. That’s all she and I both have got to say. OMG. We would pause the show and look at each other...unable to even speak. OOOMMMGGG.

Once the insanity was over and I trudged upstairs, I spent a loonnngggg five minutes trying to get one of those little electrical covers off an outlet. I use said outlet to charge my cell. God forbid I walk ten steps into the bathroom and charge it in there—where there are no covers because Belle currently cannot reach them.

The Life and Times of Grammies and Their Babies/Toddlers/Grands…they are MARVELOUS. Scary. FABULOUS. Fascinating. CHALLENGING.

Y’all have a happy, safe and obstacle-free Friday Eve manana!

Smooch!

Sunday, January 15, 2017

laziness...


*The 5 symptoms of laziness:

 

1.

 

Yep. That is moi. Today. The weather in our area is Y.U.C.K.Y. Cold. Drizzly. Foggy. Yucky.

So, My Sweet Hubby and I are trying to patiently wait for the Dallas Cowboys’ game to start. 3:40ish C.S.T. We want them to win. BIG. We want them in the Super Bowl. Period.

In the meantime, I’m doing little to nothing. I haven’t put any makeup on. I have made our bed. I have done one load of laundry and intend to do two more. Maybe.

Our visit with TLC, Little Leighton and Baby Elle from Thursday afternoon until Saturday morn was WONDERFUL. Too short. But I’ll be going East tomorrow at noon in order to take care of My Two Girls while TLC attends a couple of doctor appointments. I’ll be home Tuesday and I’ll be sad I had to leave them. Y'all aren't surprised.

This coming weekend we have two of our four sons coming for a fast visit. TLC et al will also return. Yippee! We'll be able to catch up with our sons, two daughters-in-law and one of our three grandsons. (We'll miss our other two sons, daughter-in-law, and the other two grandfellas. Also our other two granddaughters. We should be seeing those seven soon. Woo Hoo!) We cannot wait!

Hope Y’all are having a Sweet Sunday! (I give you my permission to be LAZY with me...WHY NOT?)

Ta-Ta for Now…

*I have no idea who thought of this. I have many little notebooks full of funnies that I record and keep when I see them on Facebook and/or Instagram and/or Pinterest. This was not my original idea and I can’t give credit to the person who came up with it! I would love to meet her or him or them. They have my kind of humor…Winky. Wink.

Thursday, January 12, 2017

Nightwatch...


I was in my bed and/or my casa from last Tuesday evening, January 3rd, until yesterday morning, January 11th. That is how long I waited for my Pink Eyes to clear up and for my sinus infection to go far, far away.

Sinus infection? I felt mucho better with that issue by last Friday. One more day of the meds.

Pink Eyes? They were getting clear by Sunday. Still itchy. Still putting my antibiotic drops in them 4-5 times a day. Yesterday morning, as My Sweet Hubby (MSH) and I got ready to go to Ft. Worth for some needed groceries, etc., my eyes looked great! It was the first time in almost eight days that I put makeup on—including a little eye makeup. (I’d thrown out the mascara and eye shadow I’d used on the 3rd. TLC’s suggestion. And, might I say, a quite smart one.)

By the time we dealt with the gale force winds in and around Ft. Worth, my eyes went past pink straight to RED. I think Cedar Fever. Just makes sense to me. I plan to go to an eye doctor next week if I start getting a bunch o’ gunk, again. (Sorry.)

In the meantime, Our Three Angels (TLC, Little Leighton and Baby Elle) are coming this afternoon to stay with us two nights! Woo Hoo and Yippee!!! I haven’t seen Little Leighton since December 30th. This is the LLOOONNNNGGGGGest stretch of time we’ve ever gone without a visit. I’m not thrilled about that. Haven’t seen Baby Elle since Christmas Day. I can’t handle that.

I do want to share My New Favourite Reality Television Series! It’s called Nightwatch—on A&E. It’s out of New Orleans and follows the police, fire department and emergency medical services on their runs from 10:00 p.m. until 4:00 a.m. (They say between these three groups they average 1,000 emergency calls every night! What? Yikes.) The concentration is mostly on the Emergency Medical Technicians and you see A LOT of things (blood, etc.) that are difficult to see. At least, for moi. I have to look away—for about a third of the show! It is my NEW OBSESSION. The six-ish EMTs they follow? They are AWESOME people. Of course, MSH really enjoys it, too. We watch it together. (Not many current shows like that for us...)

Thank You, Dear Lord God Almighty, for creating people who want to be doctors, nurses, policemen and women, firemen and women, and EMS technicians. THANK YOU. I don’t know how we would survive without them.

Here’s hoping y’all don’t need any one of those professionals today. Tonight. Tomorrow. This weekend.

Smooches and Hugs,

ELC

Sunday, January 8, 2017

starting off 2017...

SO. DANG. TIRED.

My children have staged a revolt and have decided 2017 will apparently be the year of no sleep. Ummm...ain't gonna cut it. Mama is this close to losing what little mind I have left. We let Little Leighton sleep in our bed for a few hours early this a.m. Long story. She just informed me, as we were reading bedtime stories, she would see me in my bed shortly, when she wakes up in the middle of the night. Lovely. I suppose I should thank her for this "heads-up."

So, because my brain is virtually mush, I've put together a quick little "photo dump" of my life lately:

NYE with (most of) my peeps. We celebrated with Finding Dory and an apple juice toast.

The next morning, I fixed homemade gluten-free biscuits, ham and a cheddar cheese grits casserole. (In addition to our black-eyed-peas. I even made Baby Elle eat one. I don't mess around with luck.) Clearly my resolution is not to cut butter out of my life. 


This one. Don't let her fool you--she's a hot mess.

Friday it snowed-ish! Here is LL outside, trying to catch a snowflake on her tongue.

I'm literally hitting publish now on this post. I'm going to crawl into bed and say my nightly prayers for sleep. (I also pray for things like peace and good health and patience. Don't worry!)

Sweet dreams, friends!