My Baby's Baby and more.....

This is my oldest baby. She's 26 & 22 weeks pregnant. She has a sweet little boy, resting and waiting to meet his grandma. I'm sure he'll get to see his parents some, but he's heard all about how cool grandparents are. I think I saw on the ultrasound, him making a list of things he's going to want and need, that his parents won't get for him. He's putting them on the Grandparents list.

This has been a good few months. God has been more than generous to my family.

I am more than blessed with a wonderful husband, three great kids, one son in law and one son in law to be. (July is coming!) And now a sweet little grandson in Oct.

Charlie and I can only say, Thank You Lord.... and mean that with all our hearts. Thank You.

I love Spring.... minus a few things...

I love spring... minus the pollen, the sneezing, the crazy change in temperature... which can occur hourly. Then there is the changing of the "clothes" in the closet. Pack up the winter clothes, and bring out the spring-summer clothes. What's going to fit this year... and what's not.

As I was driving down the highway the other morning, I noticed all the colors of Green. I know..you are thinking, Suzanne turn on the radio and don't worry about the colors of green.

Have you ever look at how many shades of green there are?

All the different colors of Green, shows God's sense of humor. Think about it.... Have you ever tried to match greens? It's gotta be frustrating.

The hunt for just the right Wedding Dress Begins!

I have learned as mother of the bride, to just stand back and let things happen.

1. I am not a fashion guru. I am a mom.

2. Sisters will be brutally honest with each other, and it's okay.

3. I have also learned to answer a question with a question. I think this is what Jesus did.

Ex: Does this dress make me look fat? Hon, do you think it makes you look fat?

4. Don't make a decision until you've eaten something. Food feeds the brain & it also helps you to not make a hasty decision. Plus, it gives me time to figure out how I'm going to break the news to my dear husband the cost of this dress. 5.It doesn't matter who your daughter is, what she looks like,how tall, short, wide, thin, blue eyes, brown... she will always be the most beautiful bride ever. And the groom is DARN lucky to have her.

Later on this Bridal Saga . Wedding date: Tentatively July 31, 2010

Did you Ever Want to Run Away?

Charleston, SC is the place to run to.

January may not be the most scenic time to visit Charleston, but it is still an awesome place to visit. (I want to come back in the Spring to see the flower gardens)

Beautiful views, food that makes your taste buds jump up for more and an awesome buggy ride through the old part of town.

And what's up with the Pineapple Fountain? It's beautiful. But, why a pineapple? Not sure about that one. I do know we had a wonderful relaxing time. Those are moments you can never replace. Live like you are dying. You'll never regret it.

The Lunch Bunch Reunion

In 1979 & 1980, a bunch of silly girls use to go to lunch together. All in one car. Two things. Cars were bigger & we were smaller.

It was great !

We have all gone our separate ways, live in different towns. But one thing we all have in common, is we all love the Lord with all our hearts. God has been good to us all.

Thanks girls for great memories and a wonderful time together. Until next year.

I Love Fall

I love fall.

End of story.

Ok... not so much.

I love the colors of the changing leaves. They remind me of life. Life is FOREVER changing. Sometimes it's beautiful and awe inspiring. Later, it can be dry, dull and downright ugly.

I love watching how the cool weather make the dogs run extra fast, chasing each other as if they know winter is on their heels. It's way cool to watch them skid into the leaves.

I must get a picture of that.. :-)

But, fall always brings cool breezes, fresh air and the smell of.... what is that smell?

Cool crisp air... but, what is that smell??? I'm sure Yankee Candle has a smell that tries to imitate the smell of fall. That would be an impossible smell to duplicate.

Pumpkins, Leaves, Cool Air, Football Games, Crunching as you walk... but what is that smell??? I guess it's just.. fall.

Washing Machine Blues...

I know I have a problem.

I love doing laundry.

There I said it.

I love the way it feels when it comes out of the dryer.

Warm, fluffy, fresh, smelling like Downy ...awww. There's nothing like it.

It all started when my son, bless his little 6ft. 3 inch heart, ... as I was saying... It all started when my son walked through the kitchen with his muddy shoes on. He paused at the sink. Possibly to quench his thirst. When he left the sink, he also left his size 12 shoe prints on my new rug, that adorned the floor in front of the sink.

Vacuumed. Nothing. Vacuumed again. Nothing...again. The lovely red mud color still lays on the rug like a tired ol' cat.

So, I do the logical thing. I throw the rug in the washer. Use a little Oxyclean and wash!

Apparently, this was not a "washable" rug. How do I know? you ask?

Let me back up a bit. I have a "front end loading washing machine". This was purchased because of the amount of water it would save. Energy efficient.

Can I just tell you... water is water.

My washing machine, light lit up that said, " Load Complete". The logical thing now to do, would be to open the washing machine and throw the rug in the dryer.

Right?

I opened the washer, only to have five or more gallons of water rush out of the machine like an ocean wave days before the hurricane hit !

I yelled. I might have even said a "word".

When the wave finally settled on my laundry room floor,and the particles of rug lined the machine.... I gasped at the mess that now laid before me. The rug, was no more.

I tried to find something positive in this incident. I thought. And thought some more.

Then it came to me.

We are kind of like the rug. We are really not made for this world. We live in this world, and we sometimes get walked on, and carry scars of this world. When we try to clean things up ourselves, we fall apart. We sometimes even get carried away by a big wave. Which in the end, is another big mess. Some messes effect others. Only the one true God can clean up our mess. He can make the rug new again. Now, it might carry the stains of our past messes. But, it's invisible to God. We are new again.

And the good part. God will clean up the mess NOW. I have to wait till Wednesday for a repairman. Sigh.

Just a Thought.