Wednesday, August 01, 2018

So now its August...

August.  The beginning of the end of summer. 

August has never been a great month. No holidays, no birthdays...and other, more solemn anniversaries.   The month Chewy's father died, those many years ago.  The month my mom died, just a year ago.  The month my Grammie had strokes that started her fall into failing health.  The month Chewy was laid off (twice!).  The month that ends and begins and yet never is greeted with happiness or cheer.

There are other more happier memories of August, including Cape Cod and other fun.  Uncle Tom visiting...which he is going to do this year!  So, maybe, just maybe, mixed in with the apprehension, bittersweet, anxiousness...maybe we will make some summertime memories to add to our August.


Saturday, July 07, 2018

Killing time...

Things I have been doing lately:

  • Job hunting
  • Cuddling with cats
  • Worrying about the world at large
  • Worrying about Michael's future
  • Riding along while Michael learns to drive
  • Watching (and re-watching) all seven seasons of Call the Midwife
  • Working out and trying to improve my diet
  • Giving Chewy a really great surprise birthday party/game
  • Hanging out with my Willow Bean
Had a good fourth of July...and hoping things will get better for everyone.

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Monday, June 18, 2018

Mini-Vacation - Connecticut

We needed a break from the norm...Michael wanted to go visit the Peabody Yale Museum again...and, well, Chewy was feeling a tad overwhelmed...so, a mini-vacation on Father's Day weekend was in order!

We got a nice hotel, we left on Friday late afternoon--and had a wonderful dinner at the Vernon Diner

The weekend was a blend of the old and the new, the remembered and the found...we all got some family togetherness and some alone time...it was a good start to the Summer (including some slight sunburns for dad and mom).

There were very few snits/arguments/getting on nerves/snoring...it was mostly a perfectly relaxing, fun weekend! 

Sometimes you just need a good re-charge...and that was our Father's Day weekend 2018.

Vernon Diner - Cakes!



Father's Day Brunch on the Waterfront!

A really great Clam Chowder




Bob Clam Dylan



Nutella Berries Waffles - for me!

Dad's Steak and eggs!



Michael's lobster roll


Yummy desserts!


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Tuesday, June 12, 2018

The Creative Child

Both my children are creative and imaginative, but I have noticed it seems to go in periods of inspiration.

Right now, Willow is in a creative high.  She is very interested in musicals right now (as well as just music in general)...the amount of times she has asked to listen to Hamilton the Musical in the car is astounding...to the point that she can sing along and also continue the songs when our GPS is interrupting with directions.  We both cannot wait until we see it in September!  Meanwhile, I think it might be time to pull  out some old Rogers and Hammerstein movies...

She has also been writing a lot lately.  She writes journals about how she is feeling, she also writes incredibly intricate and imaginative fictional stories (often with a scary bent--as she is also into listening and reading scary stories).

And...she is drawing.  To the point that she wants a "professional drawing pad" - we can get her a sketch pad at the local crafts store soon...

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Wish we could have kept the costume...third costume change for "This is Me"

This doesn't even include the piano and singing she has been doing through her teacher...a recital this past weekend was the highlight (and the exhaustive objective of all the past few days).

There are times she very much reminds me of myself at 10 years old.  But--there are a lot of times...she is just my incredible Willow....


Dad and Michael got her flowers!

Just my Willow!  She begged me to get her this giant sombrero...she is upstairs with it on in her room--drawing on her Kindle...














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So now its August...

August.  The beginning of the end of summer.  August has never been a great month. No holidays, no birthdays...and other, more solemn an...