Why didn't I remove that not-so lovely leaf in the front of the camellia before I took the picture? Because I didn't even notice it. That's why. I am very much NOT a visual person and I think that may have to do with the fact that I needed glasses far earlier than my nearsightedness was detected. I'm not blaming anyone because I was only in third grade when the Lion's Club visited the classrooms at my tiny school and had us all point in the direction that each "E" was facing.
"What E?" I asked.
At which point I became not only the fat kid whose mother was our teacher but also the kid who wore glasses.
Here's how blue the sky was today.
Pretty darn blue. Blue as a Siamese kitten's eyes. Blue as the sea in Cozumel. Blue as...
You get the picture.
Lily brought the kids over today for a pancake lunch. We've been planning this for about five days but between Lily's brief (not covid) illness, the weather, and me having to go to town yesterday, it didn't happen until today. I made the traditional sweet potato, apple, banana, oat bran pancakes and put the butter, maple syrup, tart cherry syrup, and blackberry syrup (thank you, Lis!) on the table outside.
The chickens knew that food was about to happen.
And when the kids got here they flocked right up, begging for treats. Poor Gibson. He's been traumatized.
Magnolia June found the new baby stroller right away and soon she was taking care of a baby.
Not a great picture but I'm lucky I got it. When I asked the girl to pose she said, "I don't have much time," and off she went.
It was so good to see my Lily and her bebes. I wanted to sit around and chat all afternoon but they couldn't stay that long. Cookies to be baked! Christmas crafty gifts to be made! I don't think I've ever seen Lily so cheerful and energetic. Her happiness makes me so happy. I got to talk with just Owen right before they left. I miss that child so much. He's growing up so fast. They all are but, damn. I talk to him like he's an adult. Okay, I don't curse around him. He's only eleven. Otherwise, I respect his intelligence immensely and our conversations reflect that. I'm sure he humors me a bit. I am his old Mer and he is thoughtful and polite. I feel so lucky to be his grandmother.
After they left I cleaned up and brought the vase of camellias to the back porch and later found Maurice posing beside them. She reminded me of the old Glamor Shots. Remember them?
So. Here we are. I wrapped two Christmas presents today. I put my wreath out that I made from twisty grape vines and a fake cardinal approximately fourteen hundred years ago because I do really love it. I have not put out the nativity scene and I seriously doubt I will. It's two nights before Christmas and all through the house, many creatures are stirring, probably more than one mouse.
Although not if Maurice and Jack are doing their job.
P.S. Speaking of Glamor Shots-
Is Maggie in school yet?ReplyDelete
Here's a remember for you. Remember white out. Now we just backspace. Enough. I had a boss who put his letters up to the window to see if I'd made a mistake and used white out.
Really? What an a$$! I had a boss who asked me if i was going to get pregnant soon. I worked for him for about a year and then....i got pregnant! He had nothing to do with it, of course. He was an a$$, too!Delete
Joanne- neither Maggie or August are in school yet but hopefully this coming year they will be. They are SO ready. And god, yes, I remember white out. And that correcting tape? I bet you wish you could have whited out that boss.Delete
Debbie- "Soon" is less time than a year so...
I applied for a job once in the early stage of a pregnancy and I got hired until the boss found out I was pregnant and then suddenly, I wasn't hired. Oh, the good old days.
I am new to your blog but wanted to let you know how much I am enjoying your writing!ReplyDelete
Wishing you a wonderful Merry Christmas and a safe and sane New Year!
Thank you, Marcia! Is LaRue really your last name? You don't have to answer that. I actually had a friend in high school whose name was Suzanne LaRue. Welcome to my tiny corner of the world. We are a very sweet community even though we curse a lot. Or at least I do.Delete
LaRue is my married name (Ex-husband's last name) and sure didn't want to go back to my 1st husbands last name nor back to my maiden name!Delete
I pronounce my name Mar-see-ah and
LaRue just goes better with that! LOL
Well, Maurice looks regal and Magnolia is beautiful! Have a sweet night.ReplyDelete
Maurice IS regal until she turns into Scratch and tries to take a hand off. Maggie's pretty much beautiful all the time though.Delete
I agree with e. Well said!ReplyDelete
Thank you, Debbie.Delete
Something about sweet Maggie’s face makes me want to cry. She’s just so perfect!ReplyDelete
And she is also a Wild Thing! Which makes her even better.Delete
also agree with e. And those bradford pear leaves make the most mosaic of carpets to walk on, just beautiful. Wishing you a warm and lovely (if low key) christmas and sending a hug to you allReplyDelete
Thank you, Susan. I think this may be the most colorful carpet of leaves we've ever had.Delete
Hugs to you too!
As I type this it is Christmas Eve, just barely. Merry Christmas to the Moon Clan!ReplyDelete
Thank you, Jennifer, and to your sweet family too. Even Marco 'cause I love that bird.Delete
Ha ha, Maggie "doesn't have much time"! How great. And I just love that blue-ish vase that you have that flower in. So pretty. Merry Christmas Ms Moon!ReplyDelete
That killed me too! She's so mature.Delete
That's actually Rachel's vase and I need to return it. Isn't it cool?
Merry Christmas to you, sweet lady!
A very good day then, lunch and grandchildren and chickens. The flowers are lovely as is Maurice.ReplyDelete
Stay safe my friend.
I am sending you a huge hug, woman. I hope there is merriment and light at your house.Delete
Good times, indeed. Clearly not your childhood, but at least you can happily say your children and grandchildren are a great deal more fortunate in having loving mamas. Glad you had some time with Lily's crew. It is good to see Lily happy, too. Hang in there. Christmas is almost over. May there be better days ahead.ReplyDelete
Thanks, Mary. Those words mean more to me than you can know.Delete
Merry Christmas from Kansas. Always enjoy your posts. Lovely family, lovely you!ReplyDelete
Hello Joyce F from Kansas! Thanks for taking the time to comment. I am glad you are here.Delete
This post oozes love and comfort.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Jill. I hope you have a very nice Christmas.Delete
So glad you got to see the kids and have a great gathering! That picture of the chickens moving in on Gibson is pretty hilarious. And I love Maurice's "Glamour Shot." All it needs is soft focus! The camellias in a vase match your tablecloth perfectly.ReplyDelete
Poor Gibson. After the day that Pecky pecked his scab, he's not been easy with those demanding birds.Delete
Yeah! I should have used a filter on that photo to make it look more glamorous.
I thought the camellias looked so pretty on the tablecloth that I've moved the cloth and flowers into the dining room.
Your Christmas pancakes meal sounded so fancy! You have so many choices, you might be the pancake queen!ReplyDelete
How nice to spend time with your daughter and grandkids!
Merry Christmas to all!
Oh I AM the pancake queen. The hippie pancake queen!Delete
It was so very sweet to see that part of my family.
Merry Christmas to you, too.
I'll see my three grandgirls tomorrow. not the grandboy, he'll be in Arkansas with his girlfriend. we're going across the street to my sister's hose for dinner tonight.ReplyDelete
I hope y'all have a good time. What's on the menu?Delete