I’ve been a tad down in the dumps the last few days or so, nothing spectacular and nothing that makes me want to stay in bed with the covers pulled over my head, just a mild case of long sighs and dysmotivation*. I should tell you that there’s no real reason for this dumpy mood, except maybe that my calendar says spring, the clothes catalogues say spring and last week one day it was 70 degrees, but the last few days have been cold and windy. Windy to the point that power was out in some parts of the city. Thankfully, we didn’t lose power, that might have pushed me right over the edge and I would have been forced to go buy a pair of sandals or a new pocketbook or something. Dodged that bullet.
BY THE BOOK
I’m continuing my love affair with the writings of John Steinbeck with Travels with Charley. I’m late to the party with this particular one and am thoroughly enjoying this travelogue. This affair all started with East of Eden, first in a Reader’s Digest condensed book, so long ago I can’t remember the year or my age. I’m pretty certain it was junior high, around 1968 or so. Later, I filled in the blanks (it was a condensed book, remember) with a paperback from some school book club, probably Scholastic. Remember the Scholastic book club? I lived for the days they handed out the new Scholastic book catalogues and would study them for days, making lists of the ones I wanted. Even so many years ago, it was always “so many books, so little time”. I got into trouble more than once for hiding a book inside another book in class, just because I needed to finish “just one more page, I promise”.
YOU BET I’M PROUD
I usually am tooting my own horn over the grands and I will, later in this post, but I want to share how proud I am of my big girls, my daughter and my daughter in law, Bigmommy and Babymama. They’ve both started blogs and mentioned me as their inspiration. Teared me right up, it did. So, pop over to The Mommy Life 101: Welcome to Motherhood and wife*mother*disciple and see why I’m usually awestruck by these two young women and their accomplishments.
IT’S BABYDIVA’S DAY
Three hundred sixty five days ago, Mr. Iknead and I were up in Labor and Delivery, anxiously awaiting the birth of another precious granddaughter. Needless to say, we weren’t disappointed and happily added Babydiva to the growing roster of grands. So much happens in a year and I forget how quickly babies grow and change,
Happy First Birthday Babydiva!
FINALLY FO FRIDAY
I think it turned out nicely. I wearing it today, again.
Don’t forget to check out Tami Ami’s blog for more FO Friday treats.
Imagination is more important than knowledge. For while knowledge defines all we currently know and understand, imagination points to all we might yet discover and create. Albert Einstein
*Dysmotivation – a word I made up to describe the feeling of not wanting to do anything resembling most definitions of productivity and being compelled instead to read, watch trash TV and surf Rav.