It was the best of times, it was the worst of times,to quote a famous old writer….
We’ve managed to get through things, my mother-in-law made one hundred, and we’re still hanging in there..
Here’s hoping for a better 2019 for everyone.
Remember that tonight is amateurs’ night.
Be careful folks!
My grand pop on East St; my maternal grandpop, left for heaven 48 years ago, he passed on a week before my eldest brother ‘s wedding.
It’s a shame: he was the greatest guy. Loving, kind, gentle…even would let me count the freckles on his thinning hairline.
Miss sitting with you out back in the yard .Will love you forever.
Here is the infamous Mama Christmas cactus.
Here is this year’s new baby Christmas cactus. I am going to treat it the same way Mama gets it.
It’ll be curious to see if the same treatment will give me the same results.
I know the routes the poinsettia take. That is a given by this point of my life. It’ll be interesting to see the results.
My girl Kasia has been putting up with mom’s holiday blues.
The weather has been dreary and it is always hard to see one less chair at the table. Yet she occasionally checks in with me to say”How is your knee, Momma?”
She sits with me on the pitch,keeping me company before falling asleep in the sun.
I vent to her and the wag of the tail does more for me than therapy ever would. I can only pray I luck out with her for many more years to come.
It is due to be 100% rain tomorrow so Kasia and I went out to suck up some sunshine.
We’re in now, getting ready for dinner, and to lay low for tomorrow ,
Hope no one gets washed away tomorrow!
Kasia is resting, because she’s knows Momma’s birthday is tomorrow.
We’re going to take a pause for a day, and just make sure I rest up, because Jim and I’ll have 4 guests tomorrow.
Yes, Luca’s opened his mouth, because he’s in disbelief that I am going to be THAT old. With his brother Matt, and their parents, we’re going to try NOT to need the fire department over, to help put my candles out.
See you Sunday!
I was remiss in not making my annual posts noting what would have been my Mom’s 96th birthday and my nephew Gregory’s 29th birthday, which was yesterday.
Both of them have my eternal love and respect.
Sto lat, Greg!
Happy heavenly birthday, Mom!Take care of my buddy Zush!