Lolly's Kids

Well if you check the last entry you'll read a bit about my grandmother, "Lolly". Here is a picture of her kids I spoke about: let's just say they are both around 80 or more...we had "Lolly Day" yesterday. This is when the whole family gets together to celebrate her birthday even though she now with us in spirit only. It's fun to see my lovely cousins and get goofy pictures of everyone. Oh and of course, we eat.

Lolly & Bobo's House

This was my grandparent's house-well, this is the one I remember. We visited this house pretty much every year for a period of time-when I was about age 9 to age 15, I guess. They lived in Redlands, which was about an 8 hour drive in the VW bus. We also got to go to Disneyland on most visits-how much did I LIVE for these trips? Well, I counted hours until we went, and I collected water in little prescription pill vials: water from the Pirates of the Caribbean ride and It's a Small World. Does that make it clear? I guess it is no huge shock that my son is obsessed with Disneyland and all things Disney-This part of him is not his autism, I am thinking-it's his genes. I did slide shows of Disneyland rides in my room; we created rides in the back room, dark rides like at Disneyland- well, we tried!
I am thinking of my grandmother because she would have turned 109 this week, but she died in 2005 at the age of 107. Yeah, 107. Pretty cool. She was one in a million, and I miss her, even though I didn't see her often in her final years. I will forever remember this house and the raisin bread toast in the morning; the quarters we got for any 4 leaf clovers we could find, and the days before video games & cell phones. OKAY so I already said earlier that I am old-and I guess, in a way, I am proud of that. And proud of the fact that Lolly lived to be 107, and her two children are still going strong, not to mention all the grand and great grand and great great grand kids.

Bad Day

The water is wide
I cannot cross over
and neither have I
wings to fly
give me a boat
that can carry four
and we shall row
my loves and I

MORE Birthday Fun!!

I had the best birthday I have had in years last week-and that was more than enough. Last night the sisters gave me a little more celebration. Nice gifts and pizza and loud children creating Play Doh spaghetti...then my daughter did Gnette's hair and we took this charming photo. I am so glad we are all mature now. Not.

Michele, mah belle, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday,....It's pay day it's pay day it's PAYYYY DAYYYYYY... You're gonna be OKAY.

You know what? Remember "The Courtship of Eddie's Father"? I get it now- I am old-but how is it that Jodie Foster looks MAH velous? What is in her water? What is it with these people who are perfect in pretty much every way? She was on The Daily Show tonight. Billy & I had a bit of a disagreement about her age. I said she is 45-ish, Billy said "she's 50 if she's a day" ( that's a Billy thing to say: "if she's a day." It's Italian). So, I look her up on DEADORALIVEINFO.COM. Turns out, she is younger than both of us. She is 44- she looks 35. and very thin. AND, she has 2 adorable children and no visible signs of insanity, drug abuse or dementia. I think I hate her now. Double click on the second picture here, and you too can hate her.

I'm getting old now

Well, I turn 48 on Saturday. I guess I have nothing to complain about and nothing missing from my life. Everything about myself that annoys, bores and irritates me remains intact (don't get me started), but I have a pretty cushy life: a comfy home, entertaining and truly unique children, everything I could ever possibly need, and a pretty great husband. BIG cherry on top. So- happy birthday to me.