And Amongst All This Division…

…there are two little baby boys that are my grandsons…

Nothing will ever make a middle-aged woman’s eyes leak like holding her grandchildren for the first time…

My middle son’s son was born on June 11th; six weeks early. He was in the NICU for just over a week at a hospital about an hour away before being transferred to our local hospital a week ago.

  I visited as much as I could, but wasn’t allowed to hold him until today.

My step-daughter gave birth to her son this morning, and while we were waiting to see him, I slipped over to the nursery, scrubbed in and held my GrandBoo (my middle son’s son) for the first time. 

He is soooo tiny. He opened his eyes a few times and made some awesome faces while I cuddled, cradled and talked to him. I asked him, “Could you be more perfect?” At which point he wrinkled his nose and appeared to shake his head no. I was no more good. I sat with him for a while, snuggling, cradling, smiling at and talking to him before heading back to my step-daughter’s room.

Once there, I held my other grandson for a bit before handing him over to my husband.

I came home, my shirt smelling of babies, my eyes leaking at odd times, and feeling oddly at peace, in spite of the drama that is our country right now.

I wonder what the world will be like when they are our kids’ ages, or even our age.

All I know is that a new life, when held in your arms, will make you forget about the drama du jour and make you focus on what is really fundamentally important…

Until next time…

United We Stand… I Fear the Rest…

I’ve been absent from the blogosphere for a couple weeks or so. I’ve been working in the garden, building the gazebo, and otherwise living outdoors.

I’m sitting in my parachute hammock enjoying the almost cool breeze of what I hope will be rain storms soon. It has been hot as hell here, in eastern a North Carolina, over the past few weeks. I’m doing this on my tablet, so excuse any formatting errors, okay?

It’s also been hot as hell in the news lately. See, there was this whacko gunman that killed what? Nine people in a black church in Charleston, SC, last week after having spent an hour in a Bible study with his victims. Omg…I can’t even begin to go there; it’s a heartbreaking tragedy. The minister, that was also a state rep looks like a friend of mine at work. It makes me cringe. A lot.

Today, The SCOTUS overruled bans on same sex marriage in the remaining what? Fourteen states that didn’t recognize it.

Today I also read about terrorists…a beheaded person at an explosion in France, 37 vacationers gunned down in Tunisia and 25 killed at a mosque in Kuwait, was it?

I am wholeheartedly anti-terrorist. I am also wholeheartedly human rights.

Like I posted on my facebook page earlier this evening:

If ghihadist terrorists take this country down? It’s our own fault. We have so much self-hatred in this country, as a whole that I’m amazed that we are still a country.

I get the whole debate on the Confederate flag, but I’m not from the south and I can also see where this could be construed as offensive,

I can almost see the same sex marriage debate, having come from a somewhat conservative Catholic family, but I am of the opinion that we need to live and let live, yo! Same sex marriage doesn’t affect me, but it does affect some family and dear friends. And I am ridiculously happy that my same-sex people can now have their marriages recognized in all fifty states. Except for the whole terrorist-thing, today was a good day in America.

That said, I also have family and friends of different races and religions. I love all of them BECAUSE OF, not in spite of our differences.

I posted the following earlier this evening. I’m waiting for the fallout:

If we, as Americans, can’t come together, whatever our differences? This country doesn’t stand a snowball’s chance in hell of standing up to the ass hat terrorists trying to take us down.

Just think about it for a minute the next time you want to blast your neighbor for an opinion that doesn’t exactly align with yours.
United we stand, DIVIDED we fall. Think about it, people….

Until next time…

Catching Up…

//hangs head in shame//

I know…Slack. Sorry. Seriously.

Just me in the hammock swing...

Just me in the hammock swing…

Work? OMG! Work has been a bear (but still somewhere I enjoy going each day…really)! I was able to get two additional positions added to my Transport Department, and after two months of meetings? It was determined that a second Courier was needed in my original department to pick up all the extra stops we’d acquired. This left an additional position open for Support Service Associate, because we promoted from within to fill the second Courier position.

Then there was building/re-building the new route and existing route, a bunch of interviews to hire for the available positions, budgets, new route runs (for me as a ride-along), and annual evaluations.

That was just work… (And as you can see, above? I am using my zen garden to my advantage!)

Where to hang your personal swing?

Where to hang your personal swing?

On the personal front?  We dropped another beam between the two horizontal planks on the hammock stand to accommodate my single rope swing.

I took a four day weekend over the Memorial Day holiday, and ended up doing some maternity shots for Johnny’s daughter.

The garden is going bonkers (YESSSS!) and we’ve got plants blooming left and right. I plucked my first blackberry off the vine today. *pucker* Needs more time! SOUR!

I submit to you a visual journal of the last few weeks in the yard:

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I was also asked to submit my “journey” for a web site for real people who had real results in their weigh-loss adventures, and I will be sharing more about that in a future post.

It’s been busy, but life is good!

Until next time…