
Today is my sister Nita's 28th birthday. Yeah, and I had my 28th birthday last May, no we're not twins, with a weird reason that one was born months (2 1/2 years actually) apart from each other, it's just that we refuse to grow up so we get to decide how old we want to be when we have a birthday. And I'm deciding Nita will be 28 this year.
My brother and his family are all at Nita's house helping her rebuild her back yard fence that was damaged when the Hurricane went through Houston a few months ago. I'm sure they are having a great time digging holes and sawing wood and all that Handyman stuff. Not to mention they are eating and drinking well. Nita is a fabulous cook and Michael never goes anywhere without a sofa size cooler of Lone Star and Shiner. Jolea was really hoping we'd partake in the festivities too. Too many tool belts can spoil the project if you know what I mean.
We survived Halloween
I'm sitting out here having the Breakfast of Champions.... cookies and coffee! Not just any cookies, these are some of Grandma's cookies. Not my Grandma or Jolea's Grandma... but the School Grandma. Our school is so fortunate to have met the most wonderful woman a few years ago. She came to us when her grandson was in Kindergarten (he's in the 2nd grade now and
She began bringing us what we call Grandma's Treats once a month. We decided to time the deliveries with staff meetings. This not only helped Grandma Janice keep her freezer cleaned out but also kept me from having to spend $$ on refreshments and you wouldn't believe how many people show up at a meeting when they know there is something to eat, especially something good!
We didn't have a meeting yesterday, it was Halloween, that day on the calendar that tells us it's time to start laying on the extra pounds to get us through the long hard winter. Grandma delivered 6 or 7 large plastic containers of different kinds of baked goods. There was a dark chocolate brownie like bar so full of huge chocolate chip and covered in thick orange frosting, a layered pumpkin spice cake, carr
Jody did so well with his exercise program Tuesday and Wednesday and then yesterday he was feeling very achy when I came home... wasn't able to go for a walk. But he and Jolea managed to stay up late and watch two movies (he plinked on a mandolin all the way through the movies! Yeah! That's entertainment...) I'm hoping he'll feel like going to Garland tonight. It should be the last one of the season, if they have it. Time changes tonight and those Old Foggies will be heading to Luby's Cafeteria around 4 for dinner and off to bed by 7:30 next Saturday.
Have a great day, it's going to be beautiful in North Texas.... mid 80's... Indian Summer! I hear plinking... everybody up!
Happy B'day sister!
5 comments:
So we just decide how old we will be? I want to be 28 again. "Someone" (I won't say who) is turning 50 next week. I will ask him if he would like to be 28 again too.
That's very generous of the cookie grandma. What a lovely lady.
Sure Heather you can either pick an age or just decide to not get any older once you have reached an age. When we moved here the last four numbers of our phone number were 2963... the way I remembered it was to say "I'll be 29 till I'm 63, then I'll think about acting my age."
Maria, we were so grateful for all the treats she brought last year that we got the funds together to buy her a Kitcheaid mixer. She's baking twice as much this year.
Kitchenaide.... the kind chefs use.
Wow! Those cookies look awesome. What a nice story about her dropping off such wonderful treats, and then you guys pitching in to buy her a mixer.
I like nice stories. It helps to counterbalance the ranting.
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