Wednesday, September 30, 2009
We had such a fun time Sunday afternoon at the Marvin Methodist Golf Tournament! Milha, Johnny, Evan and I managed to have eight birdies amongst ourselves! Pretty impressive in this crowd, I'll tell you! Everyone made a birdie and everyone had a good time.
Plus, we won our flight!
Plus, I got closest to the pin on Number 13... not unlucky for me at all on this day! That was the easiest birdie we had. =)
All that and a very enjoyable afternoon with my husband and friends... we needed that. Thank you guys for a great time.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
At seven-o-four this evening, my oldest child will be another year older. This year, she gifted and blessed me with my first grandchild.
It is amazing how sharply Alex's delivery and first few weeks of life have brought back the memories and emotions of my having Amanda.
It is amazing how deeply, how fiercely, how tenderly you can love a small squirming mass.
It is equally amazing that that love continues to grow over a lifetime.
All... just amazing...
This was on Amanda's twentieth birthday. My college girl. She has always made me so proud. She is bright, articulate, responsible, kind, resilient and strong. She stands up for what she believes in. She loves her friends and family deeply. She is a shining star at her work. She is a devoted wife. She makes her house a home... warm and inviting.
As proud of her as I am for all those qualities, never have I been more proud than by the mother she is being to Alex. And, I know that after this year, she will celebrate his birthday with the same grateful heart that I celebrate hers.
A child is the greatest blessing God could ever give us. Experiencing that, I know He loves me and mine even more fiercely than I can imagine. Thank you, Father.
I am a very staunch believer that parents are not here to be their children's best friends... they are here to do the, sometimes, dirty work of being the parent. But, there comes a time, once they have taken their own wings, when children can become your friend. Amanda is, in addition to being my precious child, my dearest friend. I have a few really, really good friends that I could count on for anything. Amanda does, too. We are blessed by that. What I know in my heart is, that if push ever came to shove in life's storms, she would be the last man (woman) standing by my side... and, I would for her.
Happy, Happy Birthday, Amanda! I love you dearly!
Friday, September 25, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Boot camp has kicked my butt, whipped my a**, taken me down, left me lying... I'm not kidding. The first ten days, I was so sore I wanted to scream... so tired I struggled to get through the day and was still tired when I went back the next day. I've never been fatter, more out of shape or older (LOL) in my life! Mostly, I think it has been the out of shape issue. Though my state of soreness and exhaustion has given me cause to wonder if I'm not just too old for this stuff anymore.
Truth of the matter is that I know better. After twenty-five years of orthopaedic nursing, I know the value of working out. I saw first hand the difference between people who took responsibility for their bodies and those who didn't. And, for most of my life, I have done a fair job of managing some level of fitness... until the past three years.
I fell off the fitness wagon. Didn't want back on. Screw the wagon. You could say I didn't and haven't taken to aging all that gracefully. Hot flashes, wrinkles, sags, gray, grumpy. None of it good. I didn't like it. I was mad (more than angry, that sprinkled with a little irrational=mad). Then my child moved away... expecting my first grandchild. The wagon didn't look any better.
Sometimes, I would convince myself to give some half-a**ed effort... a beginner's yoga class... water aerobics at the YMCA (thought I was in Cocoon). Weak efforts... not really the wagon.
Finally, I'm ready to get back on... and I can't seem to get a grip on the tail of the wagon!! Monday morning, after a weekend of mostly lying on the couch, the alarm went off at 4 am and I cannot tell you how disheartening it was to wake up and still feel that sore and that tired. I should have been rested. I was not. But, I suited up and showed up. I pretty much had nothin' that morning. I did the best I could. Lots of times the just quit voice whispered in my ear... even through the day, long after the workout. I wasn't sure the wagon would ever be for me again.
Then the miracle Tuesday morning of waking up and feeling the difference... I was still sore... but, I could tell I was on my way back. I'm not sure how to describe that feeling... it is just that I could feel my body beginning to turn itself around... to begin to build again... to grow stronger. It has taken me way longer to feel myself coming back from this than I ever imagined. I took for granted that when I decided to get back in shape, my body would jump right to it... just like it always jumped to a new level for me in years past.
I still have a long way to go.
I am older. I did let myself go to the bottom of the pit. But, I have a toe-hold on the wagon... and, I'm not letting go.
A special thank you to my blogging friends who have encouraged me! I appreciate your support more than I can say! Here's to finding your wagon... and getting back on... whatever it may be!
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Noni: Alex, I am so out of shape!
Alex: Well, Noni, you are the only one who can do anything about that.
Noni: I know. I just can't seem to muster any motivation or self-discipline for myself!
Alex: I'll cheer you on, Noni!!
Noni: Thank you, baby! Noni is going to sign up for an exercise class today!
Friday, September 11, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
I had this special picture in an e-mail from my daughter yesterday. I do so wish I could hold this little man! He is the apple of his Noni's eye! Is that not the cutest thing you have ever seen?? LOL. I know every grandmother thinks the exact same thing about their little angels! And, we are all right!
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
I just enjoyed a sandwich and my drink of choice these days, a Pepsi One. I've been out and about all morning. Collecting rent, making deposits, meeting the exterminator, checking a dishwasher, noting that one of the apartments will be coming available soon...
Every few minutes, I was wishing I were someplace like this beautiful little spa in Roanoke. Seems yesterday's garden work brought on a pulled a muscle in my back. First time in all my fifty-two years. YUK! I am not a fan of any kind pain! A hot stone massage with some deep tissue attention would be fabulous!
This little place was so attractive... I admired the arches and subtle color scheme... the flowers and the idea of soothing massages...
Only a dream today! I'm about to be off to buy a dishwasher, arrange a delivery time, ask about showing the upcoming available apartment... buy a few groceries for us... and continue taking my Advil! LOL! Have I mentioned that I am not a fan of the aging process??
Monday, September 7, 2009
It is a beautiful morning here in East Texas. We slept in until 7 AM. Late for us! We have had our coffee on the porch... read the paper... and I about to make Evan's day by suggesting that we have breakfast at Einstein's Bagels which recently opened.
Then, on to Lowe's for mulch and a few plants to replace ones I lost during my journeys to Roanoke (they don't seem to survive the heat without a lot of TLC).
Next, I am going to put a big pork loin roast on the smoker so I can enjoy smelling it while I work outside! LOVE THAT!
Okay, these photos were from a walk Amanda, Alex and I took in Roanoke. We walked the Greenway and came out in a neighborhood... I have to admit, this was a new one for me!
A gargoyle with a flamingo by the throat. Interesting. None of that in my gardening plans. LOL. Have a great Labor Day!
Sunday, September 6, 2009
My favorite adventure in Roanoke revolved around my "morning time" with Alex. I would usually try to take the little man for awhile after his early morning breakfast so that his mom could get a little more rest.
One of our adventures was with the animals!
Oh, how delightful it was to watch him work so hard to make a cooing sound... how sweet to my ears...
Saturday, September 5, 2009
How the flowers are not beat down by the sweltering Texas heat...
Note the colors of the building behind... someone has "saved" this old commercial property and had made it a handsome home. A super fun view while enjoying a yummy lunch... All in a short walk from the kids' home.
While there were many beautiful upstairs porches... this one was my favorite.
The colors were so vibrant and repeated in each area... gorgeous!
Friday, September 4, 2009
Yes, this is my industrious daughter hard at work. One of our adventures involved shopping for material, a sewing machine and all the little items for tackling a sewing project. It took us awhile to accomplish our project... seems there were many stops for loving on that sweet baby boy. =)
But, the end result was fabulous (if I do say so myself)! This is only a teaser for a post to come from Amanda... can't steal her thunder. But, it was great fun to work with her... and, a joy to me to help give her something to make her smile.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
I am just getting settled back in after returning from Roanoke... again. I have not been away from home this much EVER in my life. But, as I told Evan, I am so torn. Home is where the heart is... and mine is torn in two. When I am here, I want to be there; and, when I am there, I want to be here. I never envisioned this situation... but, I am adjusting.
On the first day I was in Roanoke, we took Little Man to the National D-Day Memorial in Bedford, VA. It is my prayer that he comes to love his country like the rest of his family does. And, that he respects and appreciates the heroes whose sacrifices have given us, and many others, the blessing of freedom and safety.
I was not able to capture the sprays of water that represent bullets flying as the troops debarked and crossed to the shore.
So many lives were lost before they even touched ground.
Generously, they served and sacrificed with great courage.
It is difficult to see OVERLORD that is carved into the top of the memorial. That was the name of the operation. Apparently, the elevation and the height of the monument cause the area to be a magnet for lightening. It was drizzling the whole time we were there... and, softly raining part of the time. The caretakers pulled us in as a precaution. There are some areas I really wish I had photos of... but, there will be a next time.
Stripes that indicated to the allies who were in these planes.
Names and names and names... all heroes.
This symbol is reproduced in the landscape...
This memorial is struggling to survive. Costs of operation are high. Visit. Donate.