A Grecian Holiday
After a few days of the best food I will ever eat on this earth, and the finest drink, I have decided that life is not to be measured by the weigh scale at home in my bathroom.
I believe I have now reached Grecian Goddess status, and stature (!!). Ahem. Yes, much like the statue of the same at the bottom floor of our hotel where our elevator lets out. Reminding me daily of how happy people look. Disagree all you like, but the next week of photos shall bear witness of my new supple roundness and my Grecian attire suiting my new frame.
So, back to today. My best friend from my teenhood –Crystal, visited us today. We got to spend a couple of hours together catching up. Her sons are as adorable and sweet as she is. Thanks for visiting us Crys. You’re one of those extremely precious people whom I can sit with after (four years?) a long while and pick up right where we left off with no awkwardness. How I love thee, dear sister.
The kids got to play with their new toys today and put them together.
Afternoon was spent at my dear Grandma’s again. The kids enjoyed her warm pool and beautiful, intriguing, house again. Grandma’s house is “home” in so many ways. Full of memories and special moments. Baby Dean started walking there today. It’s holy ground! Evan started to cry today as we left because he said he didn’t think we would ever go back. It’s an enchanted place for us kids who only have happy, fun, special memories there. One day “Nana’s House” will be a legendary place.
Evening rolled in and we went to dinner at the restaurant down the road that has things of all sorts of shapes and value hanging all over the wall. GREAT food. Duane and Michelle both got sung “happy 50” (whoops, typo. –Happy 30!) by the restraint staff who played brass instruments that they took down from their walls in a completely off-key yet blissfully unaware manner.
Saying goodbye to grandma is always tough. I’d rather just hug and kiss and slip away in the car than think about when’s the next time I might see her.
Have to pack now and get ready for tomorrow. Three more sure-to-be-enchanting days of camping ahead of us!!
So happy!
“I have decided that life is not to be measured by the weigh scale at home in my bathroom.”
Easy for you to say, skinny girl!
October 17th, 2006 at 12:54 am