Saturday, January 20, 2018

Picnic Basket Wars, Skirmish 1

The picnic basket perch has been Betty's since her sweet black velvety self became part of our family a year ago.  Suddenly last evening, the perch was overtaken by brother, Bosley!

Betty attempted to unseat the interloper, to no avail. We could almost hear Boz saying, "give it up, girl, this nest is mine."
Outwitted by her brother, dear Betty sits atop the warm refrigerator to wait be continued.

It was a lovely sunny Saturday.  Some cleaning and quilt musing took place, and Teddy and I went to play and run with a friend's young red Doberman, named Apollo.  

Early to bed for us all.....tomorrow we will cheer on the Pats.


Thursday, January 18, 2018


 Volunteering at Teddy's school today, I had a moment that nearly brought me to my knees with tears of happiness. While escorting children to reading and math testing, I was sort of blinded by the glorious sunlight coming through a large window at the end of the hall. A line of children ahead to our left, was backlit by the sunshine. Teddy's silhouette stood out to me as he raised his arms high, turned to the teacher in charge, and said, " That's my Nana, can I go to her?"  With arms outstretched and a shriek, he came running toward me to envelope me in happy hug.  WOW.  Makes every second  of life a treasure. 

It was a black ice morning but our day quickly became warm enough to melt it off.Stepping out to go to the bus was dicey but also brought us full, deep breaths of fresh air, and the many sounds of birds, letting us know Spring is on the way.

Tonight I am about to watch the first episode Victoria, season II.  A nice treat, and I am sure Bosley will join me to fill my lap.

Hope your day was filled with a little feeling of Spring, as well.


More randomness from the last few months.....

A snowy morning at the bus stop

                                                     Boz just melts into Teddy's arms!

Wednesday, January 17, 2018

The Present


 For the first time in 20 years I have a headboard.  Found this beauty for 10. at a local consignment shop.  Boz and Betty are certain it was acquired as a fancy scratching post!!  
Florida grandson, Marshall and his girlfriend, Paige came to Chatham in December, and became engaged.  It was a delightfully romantic time to share.
An engagement dinner...L-R:  myself, son, Jason, Marshall, Paige, Teddy, DIL, Alison.

It's been a while.....I am still here, happy, healthy, and filled with the joy of daily life as a live-in Nana. I do tend to stumble over realizing how much I have missed posting special life events on here, so I will try to catch up a little with some random thing from the past year that make me so happy

LM and I still mourn Ms G's passing in September but we are content knowing she had a great life, and kitties cannot stay with us forever no matter how much love we give.  Meanwhile, We have Bosley and Betty for great entertainment, so much love, and a lot of mischief.

We are having a very cold and messy winter so far, and today was another of those days when we woke up wondering, "will there be school, or not?"  Teddy was off at the usual time though, and I got to spend a nice day at home with Alison, my lovely daughter-in-law. She is a gift to me in so many ways.

Tomorrow I am back to my little volunteer job at Teddy's school.  He is so fortunate to have a beautiful, warm and welcoming school with so many dedicated teachers. He is thriving and loving everyday.

Quilting is put away for now.....I do long to be as productive, as in the past, but time and space do not allow.  So strange that when I worked a full-time job, I seemed to have much more time, and get so much more my former home, I could leave projects out and take up easily whenever the urge struck.  I have come to peace with the fact that this is another of life's phases, and it is OK.
Last week, I did put some fabrics out, and have the desire to make a pillow with a pieced top. We shall see where that leads. Design ideas are flowing.

A lot of my spare time goes in to going to work out with my personal trainer 3 times a week.  The new strength and energy goes a long way to making me able to keep up with Teddy's schedule.

That's my present, and for today, I am beyond grateful and at peace.  I have circled the wagons around my soul, and love my life. It is precious.


Friday, November 3, 2017


How does one possibly write about the death of one's beloved son-in-law?  I have no idea, but will go with my flow of consciousness, as the grief washes over me with a different strength day and night.

Sleep is elusive or a nap can last 18 hours, only to be awakened by a frantic cat standing on my head, purring loudly and puling my hair, or a worried 8 year old lifting the covers to kiss my cheek.  Those loving kisses, evoking burning tears, and a grateful heart.  Going about chores that must be done, brings an  awareness of looking down on my every move. Sentences are difficult to finish, and I am a stranger in my own presence. Kind hands touch my arm, as friends ask how I am, how my daughter and grandsons are doing, and offer anything they can do to help.  I am pretty sure Anne, Jared and Marshall are experiencing much the same, yet even more profoundly. Anne is moving along, between bouts of tears. She has purchased a new home, the old one on the market, finances are cared for, she appears at her office. She cares passionately about David's mother's recovery from this loss, too.  All in the same way, I wake, take Teddy to the bus, and do errands. Time stops for no one. Somehow we just fit it all in with the need to cry, gaze at a sky, or ocean and go on. David would want it that way.

My dreams and awake times are filled with his voice, his face, and especially his laugh - that insane laugh that made everyone else laugh, too.  Our political discussions, his always caring voice when we spoke. I was a very lucky mother-in-law.

Just after returning from Florida to be with Anne and family, I took my long awaited trip to Colorado to visit my sister for 10 days. Recovery began amidst the amazing beauty of the Rockies in Fall.
I will share it when I can.

Thursday, September 21, 2017


We have tropical storm Jose still hovering around and over us this morning.  Morning seems to have come with little light, and the trees are bending to the ground at times. The heavy rains seemed to expend themselves yesterday.  Feeling like I must go to look at the ocean this morning as I can hear it pounding against the shore as I type.

Today will be some errands in final preparation for my trip to Colorado next Tuesday.  I am so looking forward to being with my sister for a week, and to maybe seeing Aspen's with their Fall glow.  I could use some brightness!  We have had no sun for many days, never mind the dimness of my spirits.

Our girl was the dearest nurse and lifter of spirits.

Tomorrow LM will take me along when he does a car swap for Toyota. We will be off early to Saco, ME.....along the way we will have some fun stops and lunch.  Best of all it affords us a day alone in beautiful places.  

Almost time to take Teddy to the bus and launch myself on some errands.  I'm in search of a new cell phone charging cord.  We have a serious issue here with a certain Mr. Bosley, who loves to chew cords.
 Another dead cord
 and, he also chews toes!!

A beautiful day to all.....with love.

Monday, September 18, 2017


Leaving LM yesterday made for a very painful morning. He had to be at work before it was time for me to leave.  I said my good-byes to the very empty house and slowly made my way to the car, to be greeted by this little bouquet on my windshield.  The sweetness we share shows itself in ways such as this, and melt my heart.

So much more love and sweetness is coming my way in the form of little notes of comfort from Ms G's legions of fans, both here and on Facebook! She was a funny little one!!

As I write Bosley is climbing all over me purring loudly and demanding my full attention.  Having Betty and Bosley is a help. Betty offering her brand of sweetness in a very gentle way. She loves to follow me, then rub her head on my feet.  Boz is very demonstrative in a most insistent way! The minute I sit down, he charges up the front of me and butts my head.

The grief comes in waves, and I caught myself laughing a little while ago, so I know there is hope!
LM spent his day in nature, where we both always find healing. He had a great blue heron light 20 feet from where he was fishing!  He called me frequently to share his day and feelings.  Tough for him to go home to the house alone.  He is currently pretending she is still there, and talking with her.  More sweetness.
Gratitude, Peace and Love to you all!

Sunday, September 17, 2017


We've been cloaked in fog, morning and evening the last few days - remnants of Hurricane Irma, and the approaching Hurricane Jose.
Just after leaving my sweet baby girl at the vets on Friday afternoon, I drove right in to the late afternoon fog bank as I took my shattered self to meet LM at work. He was stationed at the Herring River Landing in W. Harwich to do interviews with recreational fisherman.
The fog obscured us as we sobbed in each other's arms. We sat there by the river as I shared the experience, wishing we could go back, while fully realizing we did the right thing.  How grateful I am that LM had Ms G for her last 8 years. She loved her life, and we loved her.  The weekend has been tough....and now, I am back at home without my love and the comfort that comes with his closeness.  Betty and Bosley are having a good time with some of Ms G's toys I brought home. T

We are experiencing another challenge here, as DIL, Alison's, mother is very sick, and Teddy is having a tough struggle over it all.  We are not telling him about Ms G right away, so life will be carrying me along, grief and all.
  Baby Girl's favorite blanket!


The fog comes 
on little cat feet. 

It sits looking 
over harbor and city 
on silent haunches 
and then moves on.