Congratulations Are In Order!

ob appointment, ultrasound, pregnancy confirmed

That's Emily in the exam room

This was a very special day for me. Yes, I know I just had a special day last month when we closed on our house, but this is even more special-er than that! Today I was invited to go to my daughter, Emily’s, OB appointment with her. Today was the day that she got to see, via ultrasound, that there is indeed a little Fab-grandchild a baking away! While this will be grandchild number six, I have never been in the right place at the right time to get to be there when the ultrasound was done. We both cried. Yeah, we are silly like that.

ob appointment, exam room

Waiting for the doctor to come in

She was a very good sport and allowed me to take pictures of her in the exam room. Can you tell how happy she is?

Fabgrandbaby

The doctor was a very nice and pleasant guy. He answered all of Emily’s questions to her satisfaction. He explained to her that whenever someone over 35 years old is pregnant, they call her an “elderly mother”. We got a huge laugh out of that, because if SHE is elderly, what does that make ME??? OH, and baby is due August 26th.

 

Bi-Focals For Amelia

Amelia in August of last year

Miss Amelia, my youngest granddaughter, started wearing glasses before she was a year old. She has lazy eye, or Amblyopia. I was surprised that she would keep the glasses on, but her Mummy, Sarah, says that it only took about two days for her to get used to wearing them, and now asks for them when she wakes up in the morning.

Amelia had an eye appointment yesterday, and was prescribed bi-focals! I had never heard of children wearing bi-focals, but apparently it is quite common.  She will get her new glasses, and if they don’t help her amblyopia in two months, she will have to have eye surgery.  I hope they help.

Running in Jan 2012, but without her glasses.

 

It Was A Fab Thanksgiving

Fabgrandpa and I have been so busy over the Thanksgiving holiday that I just haven’t had time to tell you about any of it until just now. On Thursday, we went to my Mother’s for dinner. She was not feeling well on Tuesday evening last week, so my sister called 911 and took her to the emergency room around 11:30 p.m. They kept her until about 4:00 a.m., then sent her home. They never did give her a diagnosis for her ailment, but she was feeling very tired and spent the day in bed on Wednesday. My sister wound up cooking the meal for Mama, which was a very nice thing for her to do.

We saw my sister and brother-in-law; my niece and her new husband; my brother and sister-in-law and one of his sons. I made the pecan pie and sweet potato casserole as my contribution to the menu. It was a very enjoyable get together. However, when Fabgrandpa and I went home, I was not feeling well. I went to bed at 8:00 p.m., which is very very unusual for me.

I stayed in bed under the covers and still freezing for most of Friday. My younger brother and his wife were in town, visiting my mother, and I just didn’t feel up to driving the 36 miles so I could see him. I am really sorry that I missed them, because I haven’t seen them in about five years. I got up and dressed long enough to go out to eat with Fabgrandpa, but went right back to bed as soon as I got home. Again, very unusual for me.

On Saturday, I was feeling somewhat better, so we packed our suitcases and headed out for a short road trip. The first stop was in Cornelia, Georgia to have dinner with our daughter, Becky, and her husband Rafe, his parents, and his aunt and uncle. Rafe’s mother and I hit it off the first time we met, a few months before the wedding last year. I really enjoy her company–we seem to have quite a bit in common. She cooked a traditional Thanksgiving dinner with a stuffed turkey, mashed potatoes, sauerkraut, cranberry sauce, and sauteed green beans. It was quite delicious, and the company was great. We had a wonderful time with them.

We spent the night in Cornelia on Saturday night, then drove up to Cherokee, North Carolina on Sunday to meet our friends, Rob and Terry, and go to Harrah’s Casino. While we were there, I got separated from my three companions, and spent about an hour and a half looking for them. At one point, I decided I would call them, but when I started looking for my cellphone, I couldn’t find it so I thought I had lost it. I was so disheartened by that thought that I went to the bar and had a “few” margaritas. I figured they would show up at the bar eventually, and I was right! We went to Paula Deen’s Restaurant at the casino for dinner. It was ok, but I was kind of disappointed in the shrimp on the seafood platter I ordered. They tasted like some of those precooked ones you get at the grocery store had been rolled in cornmeal and fried. Not so good for such a famous name.

When we left the casino around 9:30 p.m., it was raining. We went to bed as soon as we walked in the door of the motel. I didn’t even get my laptop out of the bag! This morning, we got up and dressed, and headed out the door around 9:00 a.m. After breakfast with Rob and Terry, we started on our way to Cleveland, Georgia, to visit with Fabgrandpa’s parents. It rained on  us all the way from Cherokee to Cleveland! Nana and Poppa looked like they are doing pretty good. The last time we saw Nana, she was in a rehab facility after having had surgery to repair a broken hip from a fall last spring. She looked so much better this time!

We had a very nice visit, but we had to be home for an appointment in the morning, so we left around 4:00 p.m. It was still raining when we left, and rained on us all the way to the Alpharetta exit off of Georgia 400. It stopped raining abruptly, and the sky turned a gorgeous golden glow!

georgia sky after rainstorm

Georgia 400 South after the rain

Traffic at that time of day in the Atlanta area is atrocious! We got on I-285 at 5:30 p.m. and it took us until 6:00 p.m. to get to the I-75 interchange, and until 8:00 p.m. to get home. Round trip was ab out 480 miles, but we enjoyed seeing all our friends and family along the way.

Today Is Veteran’s Day

My husband--2 years Navy Veteran

My dear husband, Fabgrandpa, is a Viet Nam Veteran. He served in the Navy back in 1968 thru 1970, and was on a ship just off the coast. His job was to load ammunition onto the planes, that then took off from that aircraft carrier to drop bombs on the country. He does not talk about his military time often, because I know it bothers him to know that his actions helped kill people on the ground.  But that is what happens in a war, and I am sure there are tens of thousands of other veterans who don’t discuss their time served for these same reasons. Whether you are for or against any given war, I think you should support all of the young men and women when they return–they have all paid a price for our freedom, every one of them.

My father-in-law: 20 year Navy Veteran

Today, I am thanking the three most special veterans in my life: my husband, my father-in-law, and my son. I have a whole platoon of others who are veterans as well–my two brothers, cousins, several uncles, nieces, nephews, and friends. They aren’t forgotten. I am proud of them all, and send my love and thanks to them all.

My son: 17 year Air Force Veteran

Road Trip: Brunswick Georgia and The Golden Isles

Me and Polly showing our "biscuits" on the pier at St. Simons

Both nights that we were in town, Polly came over and spent the evening with us in our room, before heading back over to here school for the night. We had a laugh-fest, that’s for sure! We talked about everything and anything, just as you would expect when getting together with friends. She told us this story:

“I decided to make some home made biscuits, and I thought they turned out pretty good. I munched on biscuits for several days while sitting at my desk. A few days later, I happened to notice a line of ants marching down the kitchen cabinet and through the dining area towards my desk. I thought the ants were going over there to eat up the biscuit crumbs I dropped on the floor under the desk, but NO! They were eating up a dead roach bug that I had swept over by the door and hadn’t picked up yet to put it in the trash. Can you believe that even the ants wouldn’t eat my biscuits?” That had us laughing even harder than before.

The last night we over to St. Simons Island to Barbara Jean’s for dinner. I forgot to take a picture of my food! If you  have never been to Barbara Jean’s you have to go. Fabgrandpa had squash casserole and buttermilk fried shrimp. I had a “Coastal Platter” that came with a grilled fish fillet, grilled shrimp, and a crab cake with no filler on a bed or rice. Polly ordered the chicken fried steak and a baked potato. All of it was sooooo good!  You can order crab cakes from their website and have them shipped anywhere in the country, so guess what I am getting for my next birthday (which I am changing to next week!)

After dinner we walked down to the pier. It was so nice down there, it was hard to believe it was the first week of November. The view at night is awesome, too. This photo doesn’t do it justice:

The lights on the water were beautiful

The evening was over much too fast! We went back to the motel and said our goodbyes. I missed her as soon as she walked out the door.

Happy Halloween and All That Jazzz

I was sitting here a while ago when it dawned on me that this, the 31st day of October, 2011, is the 20th anniversary of me living with my guy, my Fabgrandpa. Yes, he moved in with me on Halloween night in 1991. We were struggling with trying to get a full sized dresser up the front steps of my house when a little kid came running up and yelled “Trick or Treat!”  I about lost it laughing, when the Fab Hot Boyfriend (ok, we weren’t married yet back then) said “Do you want a pair of socks?” It has been a laugh a minute ever since.

You have to agree, he WAS hot back then. Look at all that dark hair. That mustache. Those dreamy green eyes. Who wouldn’t have fallen in love with a guy like that. My treat for the last 20 years!

Yeah, he WAS hot back then.

So was I. This is me back then:

And this was me, Dark hair, Still cute.

Weren’t we just made for each other? Look at that happy couple:

Me and Fabgrandpa

And us today, still happy, and still cute:

I am looking forward to 20 more. Happy Halloween, y’all. Hope yours is as fun as mine.