Thursday, October 1, 2009

I Am A Grandmother

Please. Stop the blessings. Lis sent me the Marlene Dietrich brooch which I found in my mail box this morning. I decided it went quite well with my great grandmother's pearls.
I fit into my jeans and could breathe.
I put on make-up- have you noticed I wear make-up to see my grandson? I want him to think I am beautiful- and went to see him. He is growing ever more beautiful. I took another nap with him. Lily put him to sleep with the tit and I gathered him into me and we slept.
As I was about to leave, the doorbell rang. It was Mr. Moon. He just wanted to lay eyes on the lad before the day was over.
And so it goes.
My hair is getting longer. I am going to have to start braiding it into two tails for that boy to hold onto when we sleep. He has a fierce grip.

Amen.
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  1. AnonymousOctober 1, 2009 at 8:15 PM

    Ha, that reminds me of how I cut over a foot off my hair when Farty got to be old enough to pull handfuls of hair out of my head. It was just too painful.
    Lily is so lucky to have you around to help.

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  2. Sally MoonOctober 1, 2009 at 8:38 PM

    Yeah, you are a grandma...

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  3. adrienneOctober 1, 2009 at 8:47 PM

    i love that you think makeup is in order for that beautiful boy to recognize that his grandma is beautiful. priceless.

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  4. michelleOctober 1, 2009 at 8:52 PM

    Owen doesn't THINK you're beautiful. He KNOWS it. Even without lipstick

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  5. Ms. MoonOctober 1, 2009 at 8:59 PM

    Rachel- I worry that I am getting in the way of Lily's schedule. I show up and expect some Owen-holding. I don't think this is really fair. But what can I say?

    Sally- You think?

    Adrienne- It's a compulsion.

    Michelle- Every time he sleeps close to my body I feel like I have been given the greatest gift of all times. Crazy stuff, this grandma shit. And god, do I love it.

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  6. LilyOctober 1, 2009 at 9:31 PM

    Don'y worry mamma/granmamma, I like it when you come over. I know you understand if Owen is not ready to be held by you, and that you are patient. Thank you so much for all your help, it has been very nice to have you around. Thank you to all your readers for all their wonderful thoughts and advice throughout the labor and delivery of Owen. Thanks for everything everybody! Much love.

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  7. honeylunaOctober 2, 2009 at 1:02 AM

    Oh how this make me so happy. I know it's strange to get on your blog at 12:55 am, and it's a little crazy to check it as much as I do, but I just love reading what you write because I miss my mama, and I love to see that you are doing well. It makes me so happy to know that Daddy stops by to see Owen and that you are putting on makeup and wearing the beautiful lace flower that Lis so kindly gave to you. There's a lot of love in this world of ours, and I'm so glad you document it in this blog.

    P.S. Is it wrong for me to be excited for you to braid your hair again? I love my mommy with braids, (although I love her without them too.) And I'm sure Owen thinks you are stunning, because you are!

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  8. ElizabethOctober 2, 2009 at 2:46 AM

    You're beautiful. And when you go back to those soon-to-be-jealous chickens, know that there's another article about chickens in The New Yorker, written by Susan Orlean. You are not just a grandmother, Ms. Moon, you are an incredibly hip grandmother!

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  9. MwaOctober 2, 2009 at 7:54 AM

    You are very blessed. And wonderful.

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  10. Lucy At HomeOctober 2, 2009 at 8:13 AM

    Being a Grandma: it doesn't get much better than this!

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  11. Lucy At HomeOctober 2, 2009 at 8:14 AM

    Being a Grandma: it doesn't get much better than this!

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  12. Ms. MoonOctober 2, 2009 at 8:28 AM

    Lily- Thank-you, sweetie. Thank-you so much for everything. I love you.

    HoneyLuna- You're so precious. I miss you too. I am SO glad you don't live far away. And you can always braid my hair FOR me. You're the best at that.

    Elizabeth- I read that article! See- I'm not the only one crazy over chickens. We're sitting here this morning on the back porch wondering what we're going to do with all these roosters we have.

    Mwa- Well, I am certainly blessed.

    Lucy- I agree.

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  13. Aunt BeckyOctober 2, 2009 at 10:41 AM

    That is the best thing you can do. All of it.

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  14. That HankOctober 2, 2009 at 10:59 AM

    You should come see me at the flea market this weekend.

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  15. AnonymousOctober 2, 2009 at 1:06 PM

    You are beautiful x

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  16. ErinOctober 2, 2009 at 1:45 PM

    You're beautiful, even without the makeup.

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  17. MartinOctober 2, 2009 at 2:04 PM

    Basically, rawr.

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  18. Petit fleurOctober 2, 2009 at 2:21 PM

    Gramma hottie tots!

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  19. Ms. MoonOctober 2, 2009 at 2:27 PM

    Aunt Becky- Thanks.

    DTG- I think I shall.

    Ms. Lilac- And so are you!

    Ginger- Well. You know. In the manner of that in which we are all quite beautiful. Thank-you.

    Daddy X- What? Is that something you say to mad hippie grandmothers?

    Ms. Fleur- Oh honey, you're the one.

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  20. Sarcastic BastardOctober 5, 2009 at 12:42 PM

    I love your hair and your pin. You're a good-looking broad. Grandma my ass. My Grandma never looked like you.

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  21. Ms. MoonOctober 5, 2009 at 1:04 PM

    Ms. Bastard- My hair was wet. My grandma never looked like me either. Or wait- maybe she did. But not when I knew her.
    Thank-you.

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