Happy Monday!

So far, Monday is going pretty good for me - hope yours is too! I had a headache all day Sunday, and was not very productive. The wind, dust and pollen that blows around every spring makes me miserable if I'm not careful. I was out in the wind last Wednesday and Thursday...and I paid for it yesterday. For some reason, it always takes a few days to hit me. Darn allergies!

Today is much better though. The wind is still blowing like crazy, but I plan to stay inside today and get some things done. First on my list was to get some laundry started, and draw my winner.

The Random Number Picker chose poster number 3....

MARY!!!! Congrats, girl! Or should I say congrats to Lauren? ;-) I'll send this out no later than tomorrow....

Thanks to all who entered, and have a good Monday!

Tea For Two

Here's one of the things that has been keeping me busy lately...

Since I didn't have a giveaway last month, I wanted to make something special for this month's giveaway...didn't want to just grab something out of my bin of things with no home!

So, you can enter to win this little tea set! Wouldn't it be great in someone's Easter basket?

Just comment on this post, and you will be entered in the drawing. Be sure to leave me a way to get in touch with you if your contact information isn't available to the public on your Blogger account.

I'll close this drawing on Sunday, March 29 (or when I get up the next morning), then will determine the winner on the 30th. Shipping is on me too, and I will gladly ship internationally.

Good luck, everyone!

88, 66...

I thought I'd answer Challice's comment/question in my last post. Great question, and I have the actual answer, then I'll tell you all a little fact that I think is interesting. It may not be as interesting to you all, but I think it is.

Nope, I'm not 44, but close! I'm currently 45, but will be 46 before I know it! The grandmother I spoke of is my father's mother, whom I expect to live well into her 90's. If she lives to 100, I won't be surprised!

Here's the little tidbit...

My paternal grandfather was born May 7, 1919. (sadly, he passed on Leap Day, February 29, 2004)

My father, the oldest child, was born on June 7, 1941. His father was exactly 22 years and one month older.

I, the oldest child, was born on July 7, 1963. My father is exactly 22 years and one month older than I am.

I broke the chain, darn it! LOL I'm only 19 years, 2 months and 7 days older than my oldest child. Oh well...

I hope you all have a wonderful weekend!

Shame On Me!

I am a BAD BLOGGER! Throw a kink in my routine, and it takes me forever to get back in the groove!

I'm back from Arizona - been back for almost 2 weeks now, but have been just a wee bit pre-occupied with all kinds of other things!

Thank you all so much for your emails and concerns about my mom. She is doing much better where her back surgery and walking problems are concerned. Something I've not mentioned before however, is that she also has a form of early-onset dementia, and has been struggling with that for many years (she is only 66 years old). I may go into more detail at a later time, but for now, I'll just leave it at that. The surgery, and complications from it, just made me feel like I needed to be there for both my mom and dad. I also worry about my father, who is a saint and has the patience of Job. They have been married for 47 years. He loves my mom more than anything in this world, and takes such good care of her.

While I was in AZ, I got to see my grandma too! At 88 years old, she is just as beautiful and spunky as ever! I had a couple good laughs when we took her to lunch and shopping. Both my mom and my grandma were using their walkers. As we were walking into the restaurant, I noticed 2 other people using walkers going in the door. We get inside, and there was a "corral" in the corner, just for walkers and wheel chairs. As we were waiting for our food, several other people came in with their walkers and wheelchairs - the corral was overflowing! My dad and I were joking around - saying we were too young to be in that place!

After lunch, we took my grandma to Wal-Mart. I expected that my dad would stay with my mom and I would go with my grandma so we could assist them if they needed any help. Dad and I got out of the Suburban. While I was helping my mother out, my dad went to the cart corral in the parking lot, grabbed a cart and gave it to my grandma...my grandma just took off! I didn't see her again until after we checked out, and she was sitting at the front of the store waiting for us - cart full of bags.

I'll be back...sooner, this time! Have a wonderful weekend!