Back again

     Oh my gosh!  I just read one of my last posts about losing my partial.  What a dodo!  Now losing a set of $300 keys with fob... that's a different story. 
     But I am not going to sit here and talk about losing things (not until I lose something new, anyway).
     Let's see...no new surgeries lately. Yay! Oldest grandson heading for Harvard (Jimmy, my husband, says it's hard to start a conversation, or post without mentioning this fact), granddaughter graduated from college (deciding what to do next), grandson starting third year in college, grandson starting first year in college, granddaughter starting junior year in HS, grandson (getting over broken finger and missing basketball games) starting last year in JH, youngest grandson starting last year in ES.
   Is there a pattern here?  Yep.  Surgeries, grandchildren (7 of the little rascals), and education.  It's the best, and every family living within 15 minutes of us, even better.
     Ok, I've worked up a sweat, so I'll sign off.  I realize I'm talking to myself, but let's just see when I post the next entry.
    

Grandson's Blog

One of my grandsons, Joey Prather, has just started a blog. It's, of course, about WWII. Joey is a WWII buff. In fact I think I could safely say that you could ask him almost anything about the war as long as it involves Germany. I love that he is excited about history. I won't say anything else about him because he will tell you about himself on his blog: http://everythingww2.blogspot.com.

Hello

I know it's been a long time since my last blog, again, but as I already have explained to family and friends, I am VERY busy. I don't just lie in bed, I also sit up and walk around. Seriously, I am goin' and a blown'.

The main reason for this entry is to share a new cooking blog: http://kitchen-gargoyle.blogspot.com It is written by Darrell Prather who wants very badly to open his own bakery. For years he has kept his family and friends supplied with delicious bar b que, cakes, veggies, well you name it.

He and my daughter have three children ages 12 - 16 who are all budding chefs, serious cooks, not just "can I stir the batter" helpers. In fact, the oldest one has been baking angel food cakes (from scratch) for a number of years.

Darrell is a computer person, his day job, and you wouldn't think a computer person could write as he can, but he does!

Everything but the teeth

I'm doing so much better. I even drove myself to the dentist. And if you had a facebook page, you would know that when I went to get my new partial (I lost my old one sometime during my recovery), instead of fitting my partial, and me walking out young and beautiful, it was only the metal part. The teeth were still at the lab. Soooo, in about one more week, I'll be all set. But yesterday I walked out, instead, old and ugly! I'm sure the woman said what was going to happen when she called me to set up the appointment, but I was so excited, I heard just what I wanted to.

Funny Story

When I say "funny", I mean funny in 5 to 10 years when I retell it. Right now it's just pretty embarrassing.

ANYway, sometime in the "calm", "restful", time after the second surgery, my upper partial got lost. Yes, I said upper partial got lost. How, you ask. Did you leave it at the hospital? That would be less embarrassing, but no. I didn't take it with me to the hospital the second time. It got lost here at home. I have searched, Jimmy has searched, the girls have searched, but nothing. It was ok when I was stuck in bed, or at least confined to the house. But when I started venturing out in public, it wasn't "cool".

Well, you might say, go get a new one. The problem was that I couldn't sit for very long. Good news, tho. Last week I went in for the impressions, and now I'm just waiting for them to call.

Poor me and Ann (the woman who cut my hair this morning), they didn't get here in time. We had to look at me for 30 minutes in that big honking mirror while I tried not to smile too big. Of course, everything that was said was funny!

Bottom line...if you see me "wobbling" out in public, don't say anything funny. Or if you do, be prepared to think I'm going to a taping of the Jerry Springer Show!

Farm Town

My two youngest grandsons, Jake 9 and Nick 6, have just discovered Farm Town on facebook. I think my youngest granddaughter, Julia 11, introduced them.

I had had some farms a while back to give me something to do when I was spending so much time in bed. But lately I haven't been "tending" them. When Julia started hers, I decided I would get back to mine,so I could send her gifts. If you don't know anything about Farm Town, don't worry. It's just a interactive farm that you can run on facebook. It's fun, tho, especially if there are children in your life that like it.

ANYway, last night Jake was here until 10:30 waiting for his grapes to be ready to harvest. He could have harvested them at home, but he wanted to do it here. It was so much fun watching him check every five minutes or so to see of they were ready and checking how much money he was going to make. I guess I need to mention that he lives 1/2 block from me, so it wasn't a big deal that he was here so late.

I love grandkids!!!!

Wipeout

Last night HJ and family, and Jimmy and I went to Pen's for dinner. Rocky made a delicious lasagna, and Darrell (who had to finish up some work and couldn't be there) made some of his famous ciabatta bread. How we all managed to waddle down to our house to watch "Wipeout", I'll never know, but watch we did.

Now, before anyone gets all judgemental on us, watch one episode with family or friends. I'm not sure why it's so funny to watch adults getting hit in the head with rubber things, bouncing off of rubber things, or hanging on to rubber things, but it is. And a good laugh with family is good for the soul.