Here, There, Everywhere

IMG_20150103_172451138Still being a bit of a novice at this grandparenting thing, I’m told that grandchildren generally chose their own monikers for their grandparents, something easy to say, at times comical and endearing little things that stick like glue: Mimi, Nana, Papoo…so I was curious what the first of this new generation was going to choose for us.

Our oldest daughter, however, took that into her own hands, and has done a fabulous job preparing her little one to know us as (are you ready for this one?) Continue reading “Here, There, Everywhere”

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Where’d I park my car? (or, Adventures on Asphalt.)

wood 2I’m notorious for forgetting where I parked my car at Walmart.  If you ever see someone wandering about in a parking lot, it’s probably me.  And to make it worse, since Bob and I drive old cars, we don’t have that fancy fob that makes the car beep, honk, or otherwise send up a flare that says “over here, stupid!”  So I just consider my wanderings as getting in a little more exercise before going home to put away the groceries…

I do have some vestige of pride, however, after walking around somewhat dazed pushing a cart with melting frozen corn.  I would much rather identify my own vehicle BEFORE putting the key into the lock and realizing it doesn’t Continue reading “Where’d I park my car? (or, Adventures on Asphalt.)”

The case of the missing toothbrush

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I couldn’t find my toothbrush this morning.  I put my hand into the basket in the cabinet in the bathroom where it resides, but it wasn’t there.  So I looked in the basket, as well as several others places before giving up, and rather than be late to work, I opened one of the new ones I had on hand for guests.  I could blame it on any of my three girls, except they’re all in their thirties and are dispersed onto both coasts.  Bob’s not a likely candidate since, if not for other reasons, he uses one of those fancy electric ones. 

This brings to mind one particular day I went to work and interacted with at least three people before I realized that I had on two different shoes.  (Okay, c’mon.  They were both navy blue.)  And another day after work I Continue reading “The case of the missing toothbrush”