So today was the day my mom decided would be good for getting us all together to celebrate the birthdays of my kids and my niece. It was a pretty good day all things considered… Could have been a lot worse getting us all in such a small area. And my SIL2B did pretty good too. I can only imagine what it must be like for someone from a small family to be subjected to the bunch of us!! Well she might as well get used to it!!

Plans were tentatively made for our Christmas get together… gotta do that kind of thing when everyone is together… I say tentative because my middle brother and his wife need to be able to discuss it privately first. It’s their thing. Whatever…

Christmas is gonna be here before I know it. I did manage to get my first gift out of the way (Got my brother a World Series hat… which most likely will be something he has already gotten for himself since he went out the day after and bought some stuff. Oh well…..) The Mr.has him in the grab… I have SIL2B. I am going to grab something off their wedding registry, plus I have a couple little things for her.

Today would have been my grandfather’s 93rd birthday. He passed away 32 years ago. I was 8. Cancer… He was 3 years younger than my Dad is now. That kind of freaks me out a little. And makes me grateful for the relationship we have. Kay don’t want to think about that.. back to my grandfather! He was my mom’s father. She brought it up today and I told her I had been thinking about it too. He loved the sun. He was a major sun worshiper… always had the San Trope tan heh! He did this little whistle hum thing when he went into the water at the lake when it was cold. When we went to my grandparents house for our “Friday Night Fish Fry” I would sit patiently in his chair until he came home from work. When he got home he would scoop me up and we would chat while I took the come out of his chest pocket and combed his hair into his face… then he would read The Monster At The End Of This Book to me. It never got old.

I still miss him! I had these reoccurring nightmare’s for years and years until I realized they were about the moment I found out he was gone. After that I didn’t have them again. Sounds weird, but it is really hard to explain…

Happy Birthday Gump!! Wish my kids could have met you… but you can be sure they know all about you. I have many wonderful memories to share with them.

 

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