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I became a Grandma at the age of 49 years old. Well I was actually only 17 days from being 50. My baby girl gave me gave me my first grandchild. He was a beautiful bouncy boy. Then 2 years later she surprised me on my birthday at 5am by waking me up and telling me "Happy Birthday Mom!" Time to get up we are going to the hospital and having a baby today! I told her NO that's tomorrow. It took a little bit for her to get it through my groggy head that she was going to be giving me a birthday present! and she totally did. She gave me a dark hair beautiful little grand daughter. Now I can enjoy spoiling 2. I have decided that the best thing in the world is being a Grandma! There is nothing that come close to that! I have been married for 30 years to a man that lives for his family. He only wants the best for all of us and spoils us all! He is a good man that works hard for his dollar. We have a pretty good marriage to say the least. Well it must be if we can put up with each others faults this long! My mom who has Alzehimers lives with us and has been for almost 3 years now. She is in the finally stages of the disease and still hangs in there. She loves to grab the broom and sweep. She does this everyday, and several times a day. I keeps her busy. She will even sweep the counch or the kitchen table if you let her. My oldest daughter is going to be 34 years old this year and hasn't lived at home in 16 years. I spend as must time as I can with her. But it is never enough. She plans on coming home to live and take care of us in 7 years. I cant wait! It's my dream to have her home. She is a dear friend to me and we have a great relationship. she always tells me that I am her best friend.
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I love Lighthouses, and I collect them. I added a beautiful homemade lighthouse quilt to my collection in November 2008. A friend of my oldest daughter made it for me, and she did a beautiful job. I will treasure it always.

hate having to share my car

I really hate having to share my car. Sharing means I am stuck at home and can't run when I want to run...I guess staying home means I don't spend the money I don't have.
I will be kind of happy when Neil either fixes the BMW or we find a cheap running car for him to use....but until then I really don't mind him using my car.

Amy and I took the kids to the park today to feed the birds. Carson had fun feeding them popcorn, and old bread. He didn't want to leave. After the park we went to Chuckie Cheese so he could play. We shared a salad and Carson and Amy played games. It was nice to sit and watch all the kids playing games and I got the time to play and feed Desi.

There really isn't anything knew here, we are kicking around next years vacations ideas....no solid plans yet....

my mom is the same..she is doing good where her health is concerend...she got a clean bill of health last week from her DR..



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