Still, with my forgetfulness, I need to keep documenting. So I understand if you have had quite enough of this and must scurry off without commenting.
Since we last chatted, those January boys each celebrated another birthday. I believe that they had quite a number of celebrations this year actually.
|sitting around the table|
clockwise: Adam, Sam (13), Michelle, Jakob (12) and Laurel
|What did Sam say?|
I was not sitting at the table because I had a head cold. Yes I did warn everyone prior to the evening; I certainly hope that no one came down with it. Laurel is free and clear, but I have not spoken with my son's family since.
All I want to say about head colds is this: I
Sam had an interesting experience just before Christmas. His bed fell apart in the wee hours of the morning and he found himself on the floor. This necessitated a new bedroom set for him and he sent me a photo of his new bed, which I am sharing because look who we see again. There, resting on the pillow!
Ted! Seeing him again, after all these years, just warmed this grandmother's heart. You may remember Ted, as well, from *this post* when I tried to urge Sam to allow me to give him a little ride through the washing machine. Ted not Sam!
[*So I need to correct some Fake News above. As much as I'd like to think that Sam still loves Ted and puts him on his pillow each day...well in Sam's own words: I am thirteen years old.
The real story goes this way...my daughter-in-law sent me the photo of Sam's new bed via Sam's phone. She put Ted on the bed. Sam does not know where his mom found Ted. He speculates that Ted may have been in a corner or under the bed.
Sam was feeling somewhat dismayed over this post and so I assured him that I would correct it. Who knew that I would be one of those reporters who gets the story wrong. The moral of this tale is Read My Blog At Your Own Risk.]
Guess that's it for today. I have not been in a grocery store for two weeks and must get there today if there's any hope of eating anything beyond an egg and garlic toast. My appetite has returned. I think I need a piece of pie after reading all those Wednesday Medley posts.
P.S. I had some major formatting issues with this post so went behind the scenes and was shocked to discover that I had over a hundred comments sitting in moderation. Many of them were from very dear blogging friends and go back years. Apparently, I have not been keeping up. Looks as if I have some visiting to do in my future. Humble apologies as comments are my only currency at this here old blog and I love them!