It was actually my birthday-eve, 4 years ago today, that my fourth grand-daughter was born. You know Samantha, she’s the little red-haired girl who hangs out with me a lot. You’ve probably seen her flying by on her Magic Carpet…with JoJo right behind her…
Birth!
1 year
age 2
3 years old!
I have always thought that the -9’s are the toughest: 39, facing 40; 49, facing 50…etc. This blog, from my 59th birthday, when I should have been singing the bridge song, I was bummed to the core. I had just noticed that decades were only lasting about, oh a year, maybe two…
First posted February 23, 2012
Posted in Uncategorized ¶ Leave a comment ¶ Edit
nothin’ to it, ya know? add just one (1) and what’s the difference…really? i’ve been doin’ it for years now…one more and grateful for it…glad to have my health…there’s a little bitta sag goin’ on, but i look goood for my age…lotsa people would want to be in my shape (so they tell me at walmart, driving the little scooters)…wouldn’t change a thing…glad to be so Wise…doesn’t Bother me AT ALL…
>sob<
This has been about the least sparkly birthday I’ve had in recent memory. I blame the poison rum (we didn’t even drink that much), but we have been draggy all week-end. Could be the fact that there has been No Sunshine Just Rain and the associated gloom that goes with gray clouds and a pelting, pouring rain that started the opening lines of The Cat in the Hat looping through my brain…
the sun did not shine. it was too wet to play. so we sat in the house all that cold, cold, wet day. i sat there with casey. we sat there, we two and I said, "how i wish we had something to do" too wet to go out and too cold to play ball. so we sat in the house. we did nothing at all. so all we could do was to sit! sit! sit! sit! and we did not like it. not one little bit. (But there was no bump, that made us jump...)
All of this slo-o-o-w nothing has moved us to get moving. We’ve changed up our travel plans and will be leaving next Sunday for various and sundry places in Florida. We had planned on leaving by the 8th anyway, but why wait? Did I mention it’s Dullsville around here? I’m neck-deep in planning and we’ve been doing some re-arranging of the trailer, upgrading our shower, organizing the bathroom, preparing for a longer trip. I’m so excited to get gone.
Yesterday we met up with the Jrs. at Gattitown to celebrate Samantha’s birthday with them and some of my daughter-in-law’s family! Rain does not stop the fun there and we had a great time…
Today the sun is out! We’re outside and loading up the camper..!
Instead of switching over to my travelblog, I’m going to make Sonnystone the Trailer Trippers, so All of my regular readers can share our trip with us. Stay tuned!
Peace
It’s my birthday, too! We’re gonna have a good time…well, at my advanced age I should have been more suspicious of the spiced rum that was marked down to $6.89…should have kept to the original purpose of buying some bacardi because it rhymes with party and not decided to knock back Monkey brand. But I am cheap and adventurous, so I had to sleep it off until 10:30 this morning. So begins Birthday Week!
This year’s top present — ta-da !!
Yes, folks, it’s a Coleman Roadtrip XLE portable grill! And it’s red !! Just what I wanted.
For this most auspicious occasion, I will share with you a poem, as I am wont to do on this annual celebration. After an evening spent reading through my poetry collection (Dewey Decimal category 821), I selected this from “The Shadow of Sirius”.
Still Morning
by W.S. Merwin
It appears now that there is only one
age and it knows
nothing of age as the flying birds know
nothing of the air they are flying through
or of the day that bears them up
through themselves
and I am a child before there are words
arms are holding me up in a shadow
voices murmur in a shadow
as I watch one patch of sunlight moving
across the green carpet
in a building
gone long ago and all the voices
silent and each word they said in that time
silent now
while I go on seeing that patch of sunlight
Secondary to the above-mentioned hangover, I will save my philosophizing for another day, when I have time to share all my wisdom and wit. I’ve got to pick up Samantha and get my playing started. Thanks for your well-wishes!
Peace
Today is the #3 birthday of my #4 grandie…
Fridays at noon, I pick up Samantha for a play-date. We have a Happy Meal and play until it’s time to pick up Sissy (#2 grandie) from school. We play Paw Patrol, sing Mickey Mouse, and make a tent over the piano for our dollies. (I’m so grateful I can get up and down from the floor again!)…3-year-olds are the Best at playing!
After we pick up Sissy tomorrow, we’re going to B&N to cash in our Birthday Coupons! Saturday we’ll have a Big Party at Gattitown! I will take pictures, you can bet.
Happiness radiates through this little one’s eyes and straight to my heart. I love you, Samantha! Happy Birthday!
Peace
Yesterday morning we had Breakfast with Santa at Gattitown with The Jrs. Samantha, or as she calls herself, “Amanty”, was much friendlier to Santa this year. We ate some decent food, played unlimited games, gave our lists to Santa and listened to him read a story.
Later that afternoon, Olivia and her little sister came over and decorated the tree…
Let the festivities begin!!
We’re outside today with no jacket, pretending like this is going to last… One more day, anyway… Snow predicted for the end of the week! That will match our Christmas mood better, though..!
Peace
It’s Husband’s birthday today–63 years old. I have done so much gushing about him on this blog that you already know that I am rather fond of him.
Happy Birthday, Michael Ray Casey! And Many More!
To my Dear and Loving Husband
A Poem by Anne Bradstreet
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were lov’d by wife, then thee.
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me, ye women, if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole Mines of gold
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that Rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee give recompetence.
Thy love is such I can no way repay.
The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray.
Then while we live, in love let’s so persever
That when we live no more, we may live ever.
Peace
(I am on my way to the chiropractor…is it my back or my hip? We will soon know. Way to celebrate, huh?)
Melissa surprised Emma and Eliza on Friday , swooping them up and flying them home on Sunday. I miss them, especially in the mornings, but we were essentially out of activities, and they wanted to be home on their Dad’s birthday yesterday. We had a big dinner on Saturday here at the ‘Stone, ate a nice breakfast at Denny’s on Sunday morning, and that’s it for the whole fam damily being together for a while. I wish Eric could have been here, too, but he’s back to working a lot of overtime, and that’s a good thing.
Saturday luncheon…
The rain is relentless, gloomy, and, err, wet… The gardening I can do is minimal and the house is clean enough, so how’s a girl to entertain herself?
Planning trips is always a good time, and that’s what I’m up to this week. Next week I will babysit Olivia and Samantha for three 10-hour days, and the following week we’ll take off for the Sangre de Cristo mountain range via Rte. 66.
Pretty exciting, eh? In the meantime, I will be taking a break from “live” posting, and presenting “The Best of Sonnystone”, reblogging some of your favorite posts from the last 5 years.
I’ll be back after Labor Day, revived and ready to share my adventures with you.
Happy Trails to y’all. Peace Out.
I’ll be out of town on Olivia’s birthday, May 9, so we celebrated Tuesday…
We picked O up from school and headed straight to Toys R Us. She knew exactly what she wanted…Shopkins! That’s her Thing…
Right next door is Gattitown, quickly becoming my favorite place to play. The Jrs. met us there… We feasted and played till our cards were emptied and Olivia had earned 200 points. That wasn’t quite enough to get her pick of the junk they offer, but the worker-fella let her have the Yoda Pez anyway.
There is a birthday party at Skate World planned for Saturday and I’m sorry to miss it, but I’d probably break a hip, anyway. I am so proud of her, and she knows it. It will be a busy month for us after my return–she has a piano recital, a dance recital, and school is over the 19th (whaa??)
The grandkids are growing up so fast… We’re just going round and round and round in the circle game (thanks-you, Joni)…
I had expected such an early Easter to be chilly, but I was happily wrong. Spring was on its best behavior! Yesterday we celebrated with the Jrs–tons of food (that we’re still eating) and a short egg hunt for the kiddos…
We worked outside all day, clearing down through the woods. I am thrilled that I have uncovered a Gnome Home. I pulled a lot of vines away from the door, and I’m pretty sure it will attract some of those healing, benevolent fairy-creatures soon.
Perfect Home for a Gnome…
I’m flying out to NYC on Tuesday to spend a bit of the EE’s Spring Break with them. Nothing is really planned for the trip, but we always find fun together.
I hope your Easter week-end was Peaceful and that the week ahead is full of the same…
