Granny is on Day 3 of her visit with Lyric in southern California. So far we've watched three movies, walked and bought fruit and veggies at the Monrovia Street Fair, literally right outside her front door in Old Town Monrovia, cooked a wonderful meal with said produce, spent a morning at a Pee Wee scrimmage football game, visited with several other family members including sweet four-week old Asher, and gotten a little bit of work done.
And for the record, Lyric has one of the most gorgeous and elegant apartments I've ever seen. I feel very pampered.
If you want to see a fairly short, feel-good flick, get "Babies." Adorable.
This part of California can get pretty warm this time of year, though not as predictably as south Texas. But a ten-degree break is a welcome one. I'm hoping for an even bigger margin next weekend in northern California before I return to the furnace.
The Wedding is fast approaching! We're at 7 weeks and counting, with still a lot left to do but plenty of time to get it all done. It's going to be very memorable :-)
What is it with the olive craze, anyway? Accidentally getting one of those things in my mouth is just a step away in desirability from accidentally drinking a fly in my iced tea, but there seems to be a whole new industry springing up trying to convince people that they're edible! I think olives are meant to have the oil pressed out of them and that's it.
On Tuesday, Nathan raised his hand and swore in to the Texas Air National Guard. He's waiting to find out when his date to report will be. Glad he'll be serving his country while finishing his degree.
Granny's House is full of teens and young adults these days...it's a good thing we currently have some grandkids living with us to keep the average age down for a while or I'd be feeling much older!
One of the late teen/young adults in our house is Shelley, who wrote this extraordinary little piece for her blog yesterday: Waiting on the world to change
And we just THOUGHT our lives would be free of Blago after this week.
From the files of "What Not to Wear"...I'm thankful I wasn't flying that day.
Just a reminder: if you haven't yet registered to vote, or you don't know when and where you can vote on November 2, please don't let this sneak up on you and deprive you of your chance to make your voice heard this year. Ten weeks to fire Congress!
Off to get another cup of coffee. Next week I'll greet you from northern California, where I'll rendezvous with The Papa for some more days of refreshment and visiting with friends. Have a lovely week!