Here I am…..I haven’t gone away. I just get busy and forget to write. Had a nice weekend.
On Friday after work, Mike and I stopped at Fred Meyer’s to check out their batting gloves and softball mitts. I tried a couple on. Mike bought himself one and then we went home. When I was getting out of the car, I suddenly saw that one of my wedding bands was missing. I freaked out. Back to Fred’s we went. Ran over to the sporting section and started looking through gloves to see if my wedding band was there. Mike found it down in one of the gloves. Whew! Talk about a sigh of relief. Can imagine guy buying a glove. Going home to play catch and discovering my diamond encrusted band in his glove. “Here honey I got you something” Man that would be nice surprise in a $30 glove.
Went to an all day crop on Sat. I started around 10 in the morning and left at 11:15 at night. Couldn’t have picked a worse day for a crop. It was nice and sunny outside. Or so I heard! Got several pages done or almost done. I have a bad habit of getting the pictures on the pages and moving on. I like to pick the layout, paper and accessories if possible and skip the title and journaling. Hey, they are in an album or getting closer than they were to being in an album. I guess I am a mood scraper. I do what ever I am in the mood for. Maybe the most recent. Maybe two years ago, maybe a certain theme. I am sure I might get more done if I had more of a plan and stuck to it. But I will do so much Christmas and then get bored and then go to baby pictures of my daughter and then switch to wedding stuff. I still have that box of grandma’s pictures and keepsakes to do something with. I started and finished about 6 heritage pages and that is all she wrote on that subject. When I finally opened the box after about 8 years of sitting and moving where ever I went in Alaska, I cried while I was looking through it. I miss my Grandma Hampton. I am going to cry just typing about her right now. There is so much that I would like to share with her. Sydney, Mike, my wedding, our new house. All the normal everyday things. I know Jerri Rae feels the same way about Sheylon and not being able to tell grandma about things. I know she is in heaven looking down and smiling. I know she would love Sydney and get plenty of kisses from her, and I am sure Mike would charm her as well.
Sunday was a great Mother’s Day. We went to church; Mike took me and his mom out to eat at Outback. Later I was able to squeeze in a nap, before we went to the batting cages. It was fun. I need lots of practice before playing softball on a league this summer. They brought out a small helmet, bat and the batting T. Sydney loved hitting the ball. She was so cute. Then she would sit outside the batting cage and yell “Try it again Dad”. We would clap for him and then she would offer encouragement to him. Not sure why, he seemed to be doing pretty good. I should go back more often. I was sore from swinging the bat. Seemed to have got a core workout in addition to practice connecting with the ball. Other than getting hit in the shin with a softball, it was a nice day, not to mention my darling daughter and husband got me pretty nice smelling flowers in our wedding colors for Mother’s Day also.
On Friday after work, Mike and I stopped at Fred Meyer’s to check out their batting gloves and softball mitts. I tried a couple on. Mike bought himself one and then we went home. When I was getting out of the car, I suddenly saw that one of my wedding bands was missing. I freaked out. Back to Fred’s we went. Ran over to the sporting section and started looking through gloves to see if my wedding band was there. Mike found it down in one of the gloves. Whew! Talk about a sigh of relief. Can imagine guy buying a glove. Going home to play catch and discovering my diamond encrusted band in his glove. “Here honey I got you something” Man that would be nice surprise in a $30 glove.
Went to an all day crop on Sat. I started around 10 in the morning and left at 11:15 at night. Couldn’t have picked a worse day for a crop. It was nice and sunny outside. Or so I heard! Got several pages done or almost done. I have a bad habit of getting the pictures on the pages and moving on. I like to pick the layout, paper and accessories if possible and skip the title and journaling. Hey, they are in an album or getting closer than they were to being in an album. I guess I am a mood scraper. I do what ever I am in the mood for. Maybe the most recent. Maybe two years ago, maybe a certain theme. I am sure I might get more done if I had more of a plan and stuck to it. But I will do so much Christmas and then get bored and then go to baby pictures of my daughter and then switch to wedding stuff. I still have that box of grandma’s pictures and keepsakes to do something with. I started and finished about 6 heritage pages and that is all she wrote on that subject. When I finally opened the box after about 8 years of sitting and moving where ever I went in Alaska, I cried while I was looking through it. I miss my Grandma Hampton. I am going to cry just typing about her right now. There is so much that I would like to share with her. Sydney, Mike, my wedding, our new house. All the normal everyday things. I know Jerri Rae feels the same way about Sheylon and not being able to tell grandma about things. I know she is in heaven looking down and smiling. I know she would love Sydney and get plenty of kisses from her, and I am sure Mike would charm her as well.
Sunday was a great Mother’s Day. We went to church; Mike took me and his mom out to eat at Outback. Later I was able to squeeze in a nap, before we went to the batting cages. It was fun. I need lots of practice before playing softball on a league this summer. They brought out a small helmet, bat and the batting T. Sydney loved hitting the ball. She was so cute. Then she would sit outside the batting cage and yell “Try it again Dad”. We would clap for him and then she would offer encouragement to him. Not sure why, he seemed to be doing pretty good. I should go back more often. I was sore from swinging the bat. Seemed to have got a core workout in addition to practice connecting with the ball. Other than getting hit in the shin with a softball, it was a nice day, not to mention my darling daughter and husband got me pretty nice smelling flowers in our wedding colors for Mother’s Day also.
No comments:
Post a Comment