A picture is worth a thousand Words…
Three thousand Words that All Mean Love…
Emma Magnolia Mayne Jose graduates from 8th grade today. Emma’s my first grand-daughter, my #1 who Named me Jojo. I am so proud of all she has accomplished in her 14 years. We’re tuning into the Town School ceremony via livestream, buckets of tissues nearby, to listen to her speak. I’m so glad we could attend in this way, but I’d rather be in NYC…
Coincidentally, Ten years ago today I posted my first blog on “The News from Sonnystone Acres”. I started the blog “Sonnystone Acres” in June, 2004. I can’t access those stories anymore, though I did find about four years of them. It’s cringeworthy stuff, but I liked blogging. In 2010 I came across the free WordPress site and started the garden blog, Growing Every Season. The platform was so much easier to use that I re-started The News to chronicle my life– good thing, too, since we often have to go to the blog to remember when we went where, or what year something happened, so it’s now essential.
Anyway, the first blog post on The News brought along my following of about 12 people. I had just returned from a trip to NYC to visit with Emma.. It is All Emma, 4 years old, radiating charm… I adore this girl…
Thank-you for following me! I want to tell you all about my recent trip to NYC………
Sunday morning tap class:
Melissa sang beautifully at a recital that afternoon (tears from Mom) and we supped at Maz before she went off to sing a Mass. Eric, Em, and I stopped by Merrion Square for a short snort, then grabbed the car, picked up Mel and we went down to the HighLine. Remember when I went there in November? It sure looks different now with all the plants in bloom. I took tons of pictures of the flora and fauna, but you’ll have to check those out over at the garden blog. Here’s some people pix:
From there we walked to Bill’s for a coldass beer. It is this kind of backdrop that makes me feel like I’m on a movie set when I’m walking the streets of New York.
The next day, we took Emma to school and ran some errands. After school, she and her buddies (and her mom’s buddies) went over to the park and play, play, played:
On Tuesday, the City opened up all the museums along Museum Mile for free, closing off the streets for an Art Fair. As we arrived, lo and behold, there was de la Vega, an artist I have long revered (I have 2 t-shirts, that’s how much I revere him) chalking his art from 103rd down to 80-something where the Met is:
Emma picked up a piece of his chalk (he carried a bagful, and would hand it to the kids or leave it to be picked up when he finished) and began to do her own art all the way down the street (until her chalk was gone):
The finale was a sneak preview of the St. Joseph end-of-school Show, to be presented next week, but kindly practiced on stage just for a visiting Grandma…thanks to Andermanis….
The songs were great and not your usual kids song, and the best: All You Need is LOVE. As they stressed the LOVE, they put their hands in the air…..I love Emma’s school. I love her whole life, actually, and it’s so fun to watch and be a part of it!!
This little gal has brought us So Much Joy in the past 5 years.
We spent Tuesday and Wednesday together, riding our magic carpets, searching for treasures with our maps, wearing our crowns, laughing and singing.
We had a little pre-b-day party at McDonald’s (she picked her favorite) on Wednesday.
Being a Grandparent is the Best part of Aging…
Love that I feel for them is like no other Love. So Grateful for all Four of my Grand-daughters.
We had a Wonderful Trip to visit with the Jose’ Fam, arriving on Thursday, 12/12. LaGuardia is a Mess while they’re completely renovating the buildings and roadways. We had to take a bus to a taxi stand! The taxi ride was a creeper and set a record for highest fare I’ve ever paid for a taxi in New York. But when we arrived we were met in the lobby by the Cutest, Sweetest, Smartest, and Best Irish Dancers Ever and the Fun was On.
Lots of time was spent talking, talking, catching up. We attended our 13th Annual Rockettes Christmas Spectacular on Saturday. This year was the Most Spectacular of them all, too.
The weather was decent, so we could get some picures in front of The Tree…
After the show and some luncheon at Primi, Eliza and I went over to FAO and played on the Big piano.
Emma had a Big Surprise for me. She had spotted a Pop-Up that would be some photo-ops and merchandise of a mystery person/group that she knew I really liked. The girls and Eric kept the secret so well that they Seriously Fooled me into thinking it was Grateful Dead. I was tickled pink when we pulled up and I saw it was The Beatles.
So much fun. So much good food. So much Love.
We arrived back at Sonnystone Tuesday on the smoothest flight I’ve had in a While. Wink was all over me, begging for rubs and kisses and he slept with his head on my pillow that night. The piano tuner was here yesterday, so I’m ready for carols around the baby grand.
Samantha has her pre-school Christmas program today, where I’ll be infused with the Spirit of Christmas. Just to top things off, my soul-sister, Kathy, is spending tonight with me before she returns to Iowa on Friday. ‘
I’m chock-full of the Happies right now and sending you out Love. Look for it…!
It’s been 65 years since the world was gifted this most honorable Guy…
Happy Birthday, Love-of-My-Life!
May you live a Long Life Full of gladness and health,
with a pocket full of gold as the least of your wealth.
May the dreams you hold dearest, Be those which come true,
The kindness you spread, Keep returning to you.
Every morning Garrison Keillor’s “Writer’s Almanac” is delivered to my inbox. From that newsletter, I have become acquainted with so many poets who cheered me on my way each day and guided my choices for the Poetry section of my library (Dewey Decimal system 811 – 821)…
Today’s selection, by one of my favorite poets, inspired me to share it with you…
It’s been a fun week of daily blogging here at The News. I’m ready now to get back over to my ancestry blog and write about some of the research I’ve been doing, but I want to share one more ghost-post…
First posted February 24, 2014…
We had a great birthday week-end. Thanks for your kind wishes. Many of you are like me, scratching your head and asking, “where have the years gone?” This poem says it better than I can…
The tally of years
added up so rapidly
it appeared I had
tricked by sleight
of hand, fallen victim
to false bookkeeping.
Yet when I checked
my records, each
and every year had
been accounted for,
down to the last day,
and could be audited
against old diary entries
verified with credit
antibiotics, concert bookings,
inkling that I had
been ripped off
in some way,
given short shrift,
made to live at an
my routines with
nothing could be proved,
no hard and fast
I had, it seems,
unknown to me,
been living my
life to the full.
“Time Enough” by Dennis O’Driscoll, from Dear Life. © Copper Canyon Press. Reprinted with permission. (buy now)
Onward to Spring..it’s only 24 days away!!
We’re going to uncover the travel trailer, aka Sonnystone2, this week. Current plans are to leave for Florida in two weeks, which seems pretty soon, don’t you think? On the other hand, it doesn’t seem soon enough to escape the dreary cold we’ve been experiencing.
Thanks again for all the birthday wishes!
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
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…
I planned to start Blogging Birthday Week yesterday in my Usual Sunday Wrap-up. A beautiful oops! occurred and I ended up spending the day playing with Samantha while her Mom, Dad, and Sis worked a Girl Scout cookie booth over at Rural King. We rode our Magic Carpets to Disney World using our maps. She was full of music and wrote several songs, accompanying herself on the piano….I especially enjoyed “Do you wish you had red hair like me?”
We watched The Little Mermaid because Samantha had never seen it before and we are using Ariel as her birthday-party theme. She took the phone on a picture-taking adventure around the house and she’s a pretty good little photographer. I love seeing things from 3-feet-tall perspective.
Michael told me that when she got home she went straight to her room, lay down and took a nap!! I did, too!!
When I checked my email post-nap, I got a notice from Ancestry. I guess I didn’t put my Mom’s year of death on my tree. They sent a “Happy Birthday to Ruby Mayne!” congratulating her on her 88th birthday, February 18, 2019… It kind of shocked me to see that she would be only 88. I want to live to be 90 or so and by my way of thinking, she should still be here. Her birthdays stopped at 71, not so far from my age, and I try not to think about that. But I did think about it and it made me moody…and broody…and not at all inspired to write…
When I pulled out this picture, I thought of Samantha’s song… Mom’s hair never turned gray, staying a lovely strawberry blonde without any help from Clairol. I think she would have joined right in singing, “Don’t you wish you had red hair like me”…
…I miss her every day…
So I didn’t get the Grand Opening of the 66th Birthday Celebration Week blogged, but it does seem appropriate to start the Week with a Celebration of Mom’s Life, too. Here’s my 2013 post Happy Birthday, Mom…
This week I will be re-blogging Past Birthdays, culminating in our Party on Saturday. I hope you’ll enjoy these Blasts from the Past…