Showing posts with label stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stories. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 7, 2018

Hip Hop Woman

Busy morning so far!  I've been on my toes all day.  I had to work from town for a while and why not at my favorite hippy, yuppy coffee place with the fireplace and java choco shakes??!  

I felt young and hip.

On my way home, Ryan called and said that I'd forgotten to put Leon's lunch box in his bookbag.  Whoops.  He can't eat shrimp shapes they're serving today or he'll vomit!  So I dashed home, grabbed it and a salad for my lunch and met up with Leon at the school for a bite.  

I found the kids in his class washing their hands but didn't see him right away.  THEN found him working on school work with tears in his eyes.  He had been dragging his feet today...  sigh.  First grade is going to be even tougher on this kid!

At lunch, I found that Leon is the lunch instigator.  He coordinated all the kids sitting around us to tell spooky stories while eating.  Cats scared people and there was a spooky dog.  Those were the main gists of the stories.  No real meat...  or beginning, ends or even a plot.

But it was my turn and why not tell a successful one like my nephew Thomas did when he was 4 and trying to fit in with all the spooky kid stories around a campfire?  

"There was a a a a man!  And an an then, a tiger jumped out of a tree and ET IM!"
Ver.ba.tim.

I told it to these kids and they ate it up.  I didn't stammer around as much though, so that might have been even more effective.


But whatever... I'm the popular, young, hip grandma that can open your bag of pretzels...

Thursday, January 28, 2016

Sprites of Heredity

So Robb picked up Leon on Tuesday night to bring him back home.  Three minutes down the road, he asked for some pop.  


Let me just say right here, he hardly ever gets pop of any kinds...  Maybe a sip or two of Sprite or maybe a Mountain Dew, but then the guilty party regrets it for many hours following...

But anyway, Robb said, "Sure, How about stopping at Kum & Go?"

"No" he said, "Let's stop close to home."  

Ok, that was 40 minutes away yet, but ok...

Then Leon said "Pranking you Grandpa! let go Kum & Go!"

After a few minutes of talking, Leon went silent.  They were just a couple minutes from an exit for Kum & Go so Robb checked over his shoulder and saw that Leon was asleep.  

Well, won't need to stop there after all!

When suddenly, just as he drove past the exit, Leon muttered in his sleep, "I'm proud to go to Kum & Go."

lol!  He gets the talking in his sleep from his daddy and grandpa!

The stories I could tell!!!...

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

It's A Love Story...

Miracles will be in red...

Saturday... The morning was a blur. I *think* I ran a load of reception stuff up to the hall, but didn't start decorating yet. Two of my sisters, a niece and a niece-in-law arrived by 11 and then we started with the decor portion of the day. While we did that I was making rolls in the bread machines and letting them raise. The rest of the sisters crews hung out at our house terrorizing the dogs and finding Legos. We left a crock pot full of sloppy joes and buns for them and I finally had a chance to wolf one down around 2.

Tiffany was going to be back from getting her hair and nails done by that time. The other girls worked on their hair as did I when I found a few minutes. I tried to go with very large curls but they bombed and I looked like I'd just gotten out of bed. Oh well. And I had to safety pin on my skirt because I didn't have time for a button. oh well...

That was my new theme for the day. "Oh well!"

The photographer, who was also my best friend from college and Ryan's godparent, was going to be at the park at 4pm. The groom and his merry men took off, along with my hubby to get their pics taken. It was now 3:30pm. Maddy and I ran one more load of stuff to the hall uptown, then we came back to get Tiffany dressed. I put the rings in the ring box and tucked it in my purse. She was putting on makeup when we left. When we got back, she was still putting on makeup. 4pm, more makeup. FINALLY got her dress whipped on her in the livingroom, making my nephew and her cousin step out onto the porch. Got her down to the park by 4:25pm.

I made a conscious decision to leave my purse in the car. Why lug around a 20 lb weight when you need to be everywhere at once?! Maddy said something but I didn't hear it and we got out. Tiffany mentioned that she had wanted the ceremony to be in a different part of the park, so everyone walked to the other area and the photography of the girls commenced.They had a blast. Kim's daughter is interested in photography and she took some very interesting and creative photos too.The time was getting very close to 5 before I remembered that I had left the rings in my purse. So I asked Maddy for her car keys. She said, "Remember? I told you that I tucked them into your purse.
*crickets*

But I.left.my.purse.in.your.car...

Ok, don't panic... and DON'T tell the bride!!! I'll be right back!! I went and found Robb. He panicked. He went and found his two brothers and a brother-in-law who had sold us this car and knew it inside and out. I went back to the girls and mentioned the dilemma to a nephew who was videotaping everything for us. He ran to catch up with the guys because this sounded like a great wedding memory and needed a video camera. You know... recording the guys throwing a rock through a car window!

Robb came back shortly afterwards carrying my purse. Apparently this was the very first time Maddy had ever left her car unlocked!

Rings got onto the dog's pillow and the wedding started.

It was at this point that I'd realized I'd left the 4 ruby red shawls laying on the table at home. OH WELL! They'll make GREAT Christmas table runners this year! And maybe I can grab them before the reception.

The temp was in the high 60s and a bit chilly, but when the brides and maids showed up, the sun came out and the temp went up a little. It turned out to be a beautiful sunny day!

The ceremony brought tears to my eyes and I was wishing that I'd brought some kleenex with me, so I just wiped them with my hands. repeatedly.

It was a relatively short ceremony with only 10 chairs in the front row for grandparents. Everyone else stood. VERY informal.
Then everyone stood around and hugged. a lot. Kim took a HUGE picture of all the relatives that were there. Yep, that's my pack! At least a good chunk of them.Then I hustled off my sisters to the hall with instructions on what needed to still be done food-wise while we did parents and grandparent pictures.

Tiffany realized that she'd left her bridal bouquet sitting on a picnic table all through the ceremony. OH WELL!

Kim took the rest of the pictures of the entire wedding party and after she and I combed the grass for a missing lens cap, we all headed up to the hall, about 20 minutes away. Oh! A niece was leaving the park and saw Kim and I walking through the grass and she stopped. She had found a lens cap in the grass and thought we might have been looking for it. Whew!

Robb and I drove up to our town with my parents and stopped by the house to take care of the dogs quick and to grab those shawls. They got left in the car again when we got uptown. OH WELL!

The dinner went very well and I was able to get a few shots of various guests. Then got a chance to sit with a plate of food... for all of about 5 minutes before Ryan announced that they were ready to cut the cake. Okey doke... I took the pictures and then did a mangled up job of cutting the cake.

Meri showed a video up against the wall of Ryan and Tiffany as children, then together as a couple to two songs. The second one was Beauty & the Beast, which was Ryan's favorite movie as a child. At the sight of her father, Tiffany cried. Ryan cried too. Jeepers! Even I cried! It was a success!

We discovered that the only people who brought any music was a nephew and myself. Meri had a few songs on her laptop, but not many. And Ryan didn't like ANY of them for a first dance, plus he was exhausted. So the bride and groom left for the hotel. And since Robb had paid for the room and the kids were under the age of 21, he had to go down and check them in.

The dance part of the evening kind of fell apart, but Meri wouldn't let it go away. She had a wonderful time with her young cousins and there was break dancing as well as general boogieing. Check out my nephew with the head bob thing going in the back! lol!

My sisters and I worked on clean up as people left. The young kids mostly ran around collecting the swollen water beads in bun bags to take home with them, against their parents wishes. HA! I didn't want them.

As the tables cleared, I discovered that the keys to the hall were no longer on the table that I had briefly sat at. I called Robb and he didn't have them either...

One sister had already left with my parents, who had been sitting there too. Already several miles away, my mom tried to talk said sister to turn around and go back to help look. Um no Mom! Just please check your pockets!!!

No keys there.

But while talking with her, another sister was digging in the trash and suddenly only about a foot down into the barrel, she pulled out the key ring!!!! I had already taken two bags of trash out to the dumpster...

So we finally got home around 11:30 or so. Took care of the dogs yet again. Found that because the female Golden Retriever is in heat again, the male was howling.in.the.house... So we spent some time to move his kennel out into the garage where he started barking. But with our ceiling fan on in the bedroom, it drowned it out nicely... We got 6 hours of sleep that night as opposed to half that on Friday night! Yay! A vast improvement.

He woke up Meri and she came into our bedroom shortly after we fell asleep to let us know that he was barking. I think we just told her to put a pillow over her head or sleep in the livingroom. I don't remember what she did...

So anyway. That was my day and the miracles that we recognized in it. It was truly a day full of miracles!

Friday, June 10, 2011

The Wolf Witch and Other Bedtime Stories

Yesterday, Emilisq was talking about her husband telling stories to their son each night. The stories all center around a few things specifically. Fireball dragon, Cheetah Racer & the robot tiger. So cute!

It reminded me of when our kids were younger and my son was the recipient of the stories. My husband is a master, in our family, at making up stories for the kids. Sometimes Ryan would come up to him and ask, "Dad! Tell me about when Maddy could walk and talk!"
This was when Maddy was a little baby and Ryan dreamed of the time when they could go on all sorts of adventures together! The adventures usually consisted of them exploring in the woods behind our house, leprecauns, bad guys chasing them and then they would run into the house where Mom made them cookies..

But then she got older and all he could dream about was her leaving his stuff alone.
But back then, the anticipation of "when she grows up" was the greatest! The most interesting story line he came up with was... wait for it ....

The Wolf Witch! Which of course you already knew because it was in the title...

This was about Ryan of course and Maddy when she could walk and talk. During the walk through the woods, they heard something weird and scary...

AAAAHOOOOOO!!!! heh heh heh...

That is weird huh? Anyway, in the stories, they ran back to the house and found out about the legend of the Wolf Witch who steals little boys and girls. They found out that the only way to defend against wolf witches is to throw Diet Pepsi on them because who would want to waste Diet Coke?

On long car rides, these stories were much more interesting than the Down On Grandpa's Farm song which usually lasted 30 miles and eventually had alligators on them.

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