"the nicest and the sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens, but just those that bring simple pleasure, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string."
Lucy Maud Montgomery

Monday, June 29, 2015

Let's make a deal...

...there is nothing my grand-girl dislikes more than to have her picture taken, unless it's getting her hair washed or taking a bath/shower, but I digress.  If she sees you with your camera she will do one of the following; leave the room, crawl under a table or behind a piece of furniture, hide behind the curtains, you name it.  If you start to insist that she stop for just a minute and have her picture taken then the tears will come and really no body wants to push a little one into crying over having a photo taken.

So a few weeks ago at great-grandmothers house I asked Maude if I could take her picture (she had already seen me with the camera) and her usual response was 'no.'  We talked about it for a bit and I was trying to convince her that grandma wanted these photos so we could see how much she is growing because we don't see her very often, that we wanted to see her ballet outfit and her dance routine and have a way to save it forever and someday she would be able to see what a special, beautiful, wonderful girl she was.  She started to soften ever so little so I told her that I would take one picture of her and then put my camera away where she could see that I wasn't going to pick it up again.  She agreed but it had to be of her choosing, she would tell me when she was ready.   Here it is folks, the one and only photo of my beautiful grand-girl at her great-grandmas house.


Thursday, June 25, 2015

room with a view...

...a few weeks ago I had a 'simple' one hour out patient procedure on my leg.  "Band-aid" surgery they call it.  Well we all know better right?  I had a really nasty reaction to the anesthesia and spent five days in the real hospital.  It was not pleasant in any way shape or form, as I suppose most hospital visits are unless you are giving birth, then at least you have something to show for it.  All I have to show for it is a HUGE bill and another round of prosthetic fittings.  Oh yeah, I did get the band-aid.

This was the view from my room.  Hard for me to see since I was laying down most of the time but at least hubby had something to watch while he spent hour upon hour at my bedside.  He really is a keeper!





 
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