Tuscany?

We played Mah Jongg at one of the other girls' house this week. Rosa Anna lives next door to her mother (sharing a yard) and across the street from her grandmother. (She bought her great-grandmother's house.) This was like a quick trip to Italy - it will suffice as my Tuscany experience for a while. Just being in the midst of these 3 generations warmed my heart. Rosa Anna's husband maintains the garden that her father once tended to. There were tomatoes (what seemed like hundreds of them), Italian green beans, zucchini, corn, arugula, an apple tree, herbs galore and, of course, fig trees. We sat under a trellace that was laced with grape vines, with the bunches of grapes hanging over our heads.

Momma came out to join us - still in full black mourning clothes as her husband of 55 years has only been dead a little over a year. I rushed to show her pictures of my precious granddaughters - just to hear her say, "God Bless" with her genuine Italian accent. Her gentle voice, the wrinkles on her face, her grey hair blowing in the wind, her simple smile - what a pleasant memory. It was like having my own grandmothers back, if even just for a moment.

We will soon return to playing Mah Jong at my house again - but I will always cherish my visit to the 'old country'.

Automobile Crossroads

Where in the marital vows is it stated that the husband gets to choose the wife's car??

Mr. Wonderful(?) and I seem to be at a standstill. I am giving my car ('04 Accord) to my daughter (Allison) who was just tranferred down to the Florida Keys. In the event of a hurricane, we want to make sure she has a secure means to get off the island. When I bought this car, I decided it was the LAST car I was going to BUY. (I figured that after it was paid off one of the kids would need it!) It is now time for me to enter the world of "big girl driving" and lease a car. I deserve a new car every couple years!

Herein lies the problem. I want to get another Honda, I've been driving them for years and I love them. Mr. Wonderful has decided that it is time to "up the ante". Mind you, this man has NEVER paid a bill in our married life - has never even opened an envelope that contains a bill. Logic would have it that since I am driving it, I am writing the check that will pay for it, I should get to decide the car. HOWEVER, we are talking about a man and a car - no logic applies.

He is planning on driving my car down to the Keys within the next couple days. While he is away, I will happily drive around in the Pathfinder - however, when he comes home, we better come to some sort of agreement soon or I will be forced to drive the car that he has sitting in the garage, under a cover, that is just wating to become a collector's item (see the rule above about men, cars and logic).

Will keep you posted...

Old Friends

Went to the beach Saturday - first time in 2 years. I met my friend there. We've been friends for over 20 years. The thing about an old friend is - there is no need to make small talk. We sat on that beach for over 5 hours - talking and not talking. There is great comfort in being with an old friend. She knows you inside and out. She knows your past and she lives in your present. You two can share your future dreams together and no matter how ridiculous they seem, no one laughs.

My friend and I are in different places in our life right now - both of us are extremely busy. It is not always easy to see eachother, but we talk often - if only to touch base. When we do see eachother, we savor the moment, and make it last.

There are unspoken words betwen us, "I love you. I will always be there for you." They are unspoken because they do not need to be said - they are understood.

There are many blessings in my life: Mr. Wonderful, my kids, my granddaughters, and my friends.

Where did the weekend go?

I find it hard to believe that it is Monday already. I know there must have been a weekend - I am not sure how I missed it. I remember Friday night my daughter telling me that Ally will need a 50's costume for camp on Wednesday - my mind went into overdrive. I knew I had planned the whole day out on Sunday with Ally and Wendy (sister-in-law, cohort, friend) - that only left Saturday to shop for the material, design the outfit, and make it. - I could do that.

Saturday arrives and Mr. Wonderful and Chip (son-in-law) are taking Ally miniature golfing. "Be sure to have her home at a reasaonable time I have to take measurements!"

Trish and I (with Ava in tow) are heading to the fabric store. The cell phone rings - It's the guys - "Let's meet for lunch". Off to California Pizza Kitchen. One set of Grandparents, One set of parents, One starved and sleep deprived 4 yr. old and my one month old granddaughter that I am going to shield from all stray germs - (note to self - dining out is not as fun as it used to be...) Lunch was eaten - a good tip was left for that hard working young lady who tried so hard to please all of us - I needed an antacid before we got into the parking lot! We departed, and left in separate directions - the guys and Ally in one car - and Trish, Ava and I, once again, off to the fabric store.

After 2 craft stores, one fabric store, a stop for Dunkin Donuts Iced coffee, several phone calls from Mr. Wonderful, et al, we were done and on our way home. We pursuaded Trish and Chip to go out for dinner leaving Ava and Ally with us (at our house). I fed and showered Ally and put her in PJ's and put her to bed - THEN I took measurements for the poodle skirt (FYI, a sleeping child is very easy to measure). I fed and changed Ms. Ava, reveling in the fact that I had an infant in my arms, and thoroughly enjoying evey minute of it - until her 'fussy time' set it - like clockwork - 9:00 pm - EVERY NIGHT. I was happy to hand her off to Mr. Wonderful explaining that I HAD to make Ally's costume!

Mr. Wonderful walked the floors with Ava while I carefully ironed, measured, cut and sewed away. Trish and Chip came around 11 to pick up the kids - both of whom were sleeping soundly. Ally stayed over and Ava went home.

Sunday morning I awoke early and put the finishing touches on the skirt (momma poodle and baby poodle - complete with leashes), and made matching neckerchief and bandana for Ally's hair. Yes, I did complete it - way before the deadline - either I am getting quicker, or I have found a couple more hours in a day!

Ally, Wendy and I thoroughly enjoyed our day on the Boardwalk at Long Beach. Yes, I am still having weekends, but they are not planned by me anymore.

As they say, life is a journey - I am just not in the driver's seat anymore. For a while, I am content to be the passenger on this ride and see life through my granddaughters' eyes. How lucky am I?

Are you up to the task?

I love seeing my family. I love company. I love a full house. Understood??

I also love the thought of the serenity that comes when Mr. Wonderful and I retreat to our bedroom knowing all my kids are safe and sound.

Once you become a mother, you never stop being a mother. No matter how old the kids, they are still your kids. The worry doesn't stop when they move out. You will still celebrate their victories and feel the pain of their hurts. That "serenity" is never truly there - it is a myth that is passed on from generation to generation. The truth is, motherhood is a lifelong commitment. It is not for sissies.

It is with great enthusiasm and loving pride that I introduce my granddaughters, Alexandra Michelle (Ally) and Ava Brooke.

Watch Out New York

I am pleased to announce that yet another offspring has scheduled a visit home. My daughter, Allison, is due to arrive Monday, July 3. It is a mere coincidence that Independence Day falls in conjunction with Allison's visit. EVERY VISIT WITH ALLISON INVOLVES FIREWORKS! This kid is a party waiting to happen. I have vague recollections of her last visit - a house full of people and my sister in law and I in the hot tub until our butts were shriveled masses... it wasn't pretty, but it sure was fun.

Allison is good for me, she makes me laugh. She looks at life through rose colored glasses and lives life to the fullest. She is the perfect remedy for my moody blues. It is kinda sad that my granddaughters will have to share her with me. (Note to self: keep pretending that Allison is coming to NY to see me...)

The Longest Good-Bye

My Dad has Alzheimer's. To anyone who has experienced the horrors of the disease firsthand, I will pray for you and you pray for me. To everyone else, suffice it to say this is the cruelest of all diseases.

My Dad lives in Florida and I don't see him often enough. He is at my house now for a brief visit, a reality check. Our brief phone conversations easily hide the fact that he has continued to slip away. Seeing him in person hides nothing. I am just so sad...

Nancy Reagan said it best, "Alzheimer's is the longest good-bye".

Rain, Rain , GO AWAY!!

Please don't blame us for the rain. I know it is all our fault... or do you think it is a coincidence that the rain has not stopped since my Mr. Wonderful finally turned on the automatic sprinklers??

Life Stops for a Minute

There are 5 offspring - 2 of whom still live in New York (one still at home). When one of the kids comes to visit, life ceases to exist as we know it.

I recevied a phone call 7:00am this morning that my oldest son is coming for a visit. He will arrive Saturday (tomorrow) morning and depart Sunday afternoon. Just so everyone knows - THERE IS NOTHING MORE IMPORTANT GOING ON THIS WEEKEND THAN SEEING MY CHILD. There, I've said it. So what if he is coming to see his newborn niece and re-establish his relationship with his 4 yr. old niece. I can make believe he is coming to see me, can't I??

Good Advice

Best Marital Advice - Never argue when you are angry.
Best Parental Advice - Love your spouse with all your heart. It's the best gift you can give your child.

Mah Jongg, anyone?

I am a multi-faceted Guga. This past year I have learned how to play Mah Jongg and I have a weekly game - at my house (because I live in the middle). To any of you who snicker and sneer and think this is a game for old Jewish women, I dare you to try your hand at it. It is quite stimulating and thought provoking - not to mention the competitiveness of it, too! My Mah Jongg group consists of 5 women - all ages (and Nationalities) - with one thing in common - the need to do something just for ourselves! Thank goodness my Mr. Wonderful does not have the need to socialize with this crowd! He uses these weekly meetings as an excuse to go shopping - never to come home without a gift for me! I do love that guy - and it only took me 30 years, but he is nearly perfect!

Father At His Best

So, yesterday was Father's Day and you would think my husband was the only man to ever father a child (or 5)! We had quite a crowd at the house, all making a fuss over HIM. Mind you, I think he is pretty wonderful, but I hate it when others tell him so! What the heck, it was only one day - I will let him revel in all his glory. After all, when they all go home, he has to live with me, "The Queen". Things will be back to normal soon enough, just wait and see!@#

Guga at work

To those of you who do not know me too well, my newest (and proudest) name is Guga (Gu as in good, GA as in ga) . My first granddaughter, Ally, gave me that name - I think because I always referred to her as "Grandma's Good Girl" - I like Guga, it is unique. Even my son-in-law calls me Guga now.

I am now a Guga for a second time. Ally has to share me with her baby sister, Ava. When my daughter was pregnant with Ally, none of us knew if she was having a boy or girl. When she got pregnant with Ava - we all knew baby girl right from the start. This prompted a nursery right out of Hollywood (with Guga doing all the work, of course). I was only too happy to do it - EXCEPT, my daughter could not decide on the pattern for the material until 2 days before she went into the hospital - AND IT ALL HAD TO BE SPECIAL ORDERED!! Needless to say, Ava is safe at home, and Trish is back to her old self (mind you she was back in people clothes less than a week after giving birth - BOO, HISS!) - If I hear one more time, "When will the curtain, bumpers, dust ruffle be done???" Does this girl know that I work full time, then go to her house EVERYDAY after work to help out with feedings and bathtimes? Does she know that I have fed her father nothing but balogna sandwiches and pizza for 2 weeks now?? - I guess Guga's are supposed to get it all done, no matter what. I guess that insomnia thing can come in handy after all...

Thanks for listening - no one here cares!

How come no one tells you?

When one hears the word "Menopause", the first thing that comes to mind is "HOT FLASH". Yes, hot flashes are one of the outward signs of menopause - but you can turn that negative into a positive very easily. Hot Flashes are a welcome relief in the Winter. They reduce your need for blush. And my personal favorite, a good sweat MAY indicate that you have been working out! The real horror of menopause is INSOMNIA!! Now that there are no middle-of-the-night feedings, no sick toddler to tend to, no teenagers to wait up for - now that there is every possibility that I can have 8 straight hours of uninterrupted sleep - I CAN'T SLEEP!!!
Thank goodness for Direct TV and 600 channels - not that there is anything to watch, but at least I have a lot of channels to look through - and my index finger is looking mighty slim from pushing that button on that remote all night!

Another first...

Here I am, nearly 50 (did I say that out loud?) and I am daring to enter the world of "blogging". It is good to know that I am still not paying attention to the "rules" - that I am still doing things that I am not supposed to do! I would like to thank Angela #2 for introducing me to this wonderful forum. Honorable mention goes out to Lauren and Heidi, also. I am looking forward to sharing my humble happenings as a wife, mother, and grandmother!