Posts Tagged ‘Jenn’

At Least the Rain has Stopped

July 14, 2013

The temperature isn’t that bad, but it’s very humid. 
P1050478  Flo doesn’t mind.  She still likes to work on her tan.  She’s just a summertime cat. 

I finished writing my sock pattern.  I mailed it over, but it hasn’t arrived yet.  The battery was very low and my laptop is ancient.

Twenty-eight years ago today, I was trying to take a nap in the back yard while Sweetums was painting our bedroom ceiling.  I hadn’t slept well the night before due to the heat and an enormous belly.  That night, my water broke while I was taking a bath–an interesting sight.  Later, I went downstairs and cleaned the kitchen.  Around 2Am, the pains started.  I called Dr T and woke Sweetums and told Jenn.  Sweetums didn’t believe me.  I still had ten days to go.  Idiot.  It was time to go. That’s all there was to it.  Jenn showed up about 15 minutes after we arrived.  It was good to have them both there.  My son showed up around 5:30AM.  Life is good.  Needless to say, it was not for several days until I got any sleep.

Happy Birthday Jenn

January 29, 2010

OK.  It’s not until Monday,but it’s a workday for her and I wanted to go to the market on Thursday or Friday, see if there was any new sewing gadgets or software and  get my machine serviced. 

I made her a fleece dressing gown and two night-shirts.  She also got a pair of slippers and something else that I’m not going to mention.  She was really happy.

The best thing about coming to town is seeing my children.  I love them so very much.  They make me feel like it was the right thing to do.

New Camera

December 30, 2009

My daughter bought my son and me a small digital camera.  I’ve been wanting one to carry when I am walking and Win’s is old.  It’s something I wouldn’t buy for myself because I all ready have a good digital, but this new one certainly is handy.  I took it with me yesterday.  It takes decent pictures. 

This is the pier that my neighbor lets me enjoy.   I didn’t sit there today.  It was too cold and windy.  I didn’t relish the possibility of going in the river.  Can you see how high the tide is?

Jenn came down yesterday with a load of firewood for Doug.  She brought enough for two or three years.  Doug was happy as can be.

Here’s my goofy Gus.  He loves his walk.  If it weren’t for him, we probably wouldn’t walk nearly as much as we do.

Flo loves to curl up on my sweaters.

I’ve been looking for my camera case pattern, but I can’t find it anywhere.  Win has all ready asked for a case.  He wants red.  I have a nice metallic knit and some brown suede for the inside.   I haven’t decided on mine yet.  I have lots of pieces I can use.

And A Good Time Was Had by All

December 28, 2009

My babies!  My son went out and bought his sister a nice present and even wrapped it.

I know that he may look like he doesn’t have a brain in his head, but  he is rather bright.  He’s also my grandson.

Bo, their Maine Coon

I showed Cora my gift from my grandson, but she was unimpressed.  What does she know? 

Crossing the Bay

April 18, 2009

It rained the whole way back o Reisterstown on Wednesday.  It was about the windiest day that I have ever seen when on the bay bridge.  I really had to hold on to the steering wheel.  It wasn’t as bad as the time it snowed.  Now that really sucked.  Having an Ipod for these trips is so great.  I subscribe to some pod-casts and I always make certain I have a few hours worth before I head out.  I tried the Knit Picks pod-casts, but the way that Kelly talks makes me want to scream.  I love listening to Jenny and Nicole from Stash and Burn.  I feel like they are riding along with me making the trip so much more enjoyable.

I got up at 6AM on Thursday to take Jenn to Hopkins.  I had to eat some breakfast and stop for gas before going over to pick up Jenn and Kevin.  She asked if  I wanted to take her vehicle, but it’s bigger than mine and I knew I would be driving in rush hour traffic and I’d rather do that in my own van. 

I’m pretty tired.  I’ll report more on this next time.


January 7, 2009

After reading about Chris’s new grandchild, I got to thinking about my own.  He is 14 1/2 years old, but I doubt that I will ever forget the day he was born.  My son-in-law called just as we were going to bed to say that he was taking Jenn down to Hopkins.  This was two days before Dr. T planned to induce labor.  Shehad gestational diabetes and Kevin was a good size.  Anyway, John promised to call after she was settled.  When the alarm went off at 5AM, I got up and called Hopkins.  They put me through to her.  She said to me, “When are you coming, Mommy?”  Right then, my heart did a little flip flop.  My daughter wanted me there at her side.  That little sentence told me so much.  I said I would be there as soon as the doors to Win’s summer day camp opened.  I got there in plenty of time.  Kevin’s cube shaped head didn’t help matters any.  When I held him for the first time, I couldn’t help but to count his fingers.  His hands were so much wider then Win’s.  And so was his chest!  He was built like his father.  But, when I looked into those eyes, it was like looking at my little girl all over again.  He still looks like his Mom and he’s got her mouth, too.  When he’s ready, the girls better watch out because my first husband was a great kisser.