Author: Rene

Climbing off of the floor after placing a little baby on the play mat is not for the faint of heart! It’s hard to tell if the crinkling sound is the mat or my knees? Whichever it may be, I’m enjoying the challenge – and keeping the ibuprofen on hand!

It was a weekend of special effects and dance numbers – celebrating birthdays, enjoying a glorious sunrise, and meeting new friends. It was the perfect time to relish life as we gained an hour and had delightfully warm weather. I’m thinking of dusting off the tap shoes and taking a skip around the deck!

And if all the world’s a stage, Mr. Will, I think I may request better lighting. You know, the kind that doesn’t show the wrinkles?

Off we go to whirl around the world on a calm November Monday.

Just when I was adapting to the time, we go and switch it up again. Now instead of my 5:30 wake-up, I will be rising at 4:30 and for the next couple of weeks, “doing the math.”

“Why am I hungry at 10 a.m.?” “Why am I so sleepy at 9:00 p.m.?” I don’t mind this change as much as “springing ahead,” an idea which I have never been able to embrace. I can barely crawl let alone spring.

At least it’s still a pleasant temperature and my windows remain open at night, doors open during the day. Apparently November is as confused as I am.

Onward, Christian soldiers!

Never mind she has three boys with ‘nary pink in sight,
She occupied their brilliant minds and brought them much delight.
She has the best ideas, I’m so thankful that she shares.
Her thoughts keep me progressing, in spite of my grey hairs.  

The bouncy house she said I needed, now comes to save the day!
It’s in my daughter’s basement, providing ample play.
I’m trying to stay away from phones to keep my pups from screen time.
A smart watch is the answer!  I can sneak a look in the mean time.

So as I amble down this road, navigating little things,
I rely on my sister to give me advice in what her thinking brings.  
The problem I have seen thus far, and I know it might seem funny,
As much as I love and treasure her, she’s costing me lots of money!

It’s impossible to even explain how I recovered this brilliant work, made in the sleep-deprived hours of the night. Okay – I wrote it with a cup of coffee and in my pjs, casually watching the sun rise. I was just about to write an ode to my brilliant sister, “Parie,” who has raised Irish twins, when I discovered this creative mess. She’ll get credit tomorrow.

Ode to the New Parents

Your days are filled with triple the fun as you add another two! 
Precious little girls to fill your days, bringing joy anew.
It’s hard to say when you will sleep? A goals that’s tough to achieve! 
But with your constant love and care, you will, you must believe! 

Welcome to the world little babes, lucky little pups. 
You will soon learn to share your parents, toys and sippy cups. 
For all too soon you’ll be so grown, we won’t remember when, 
You were not yet with us, and we waited for you! Amen.

Well, apparently my yesterday blog did not post and drifted away! I’ll try to recreate because it was quite poetic. However, another poet and singer, John Denver, gave me a good chuckle today as I drove back from the All Saint’s Day Mass.

The song, “Back Home Again,” always makes me smile – these lines in particular.

“It’s the little things that make a house a home. Like a fire softly burning, supper on the stove…”

I do think a fire softly burning your supper is a reminder of home! What an excellent example of appropriate comma use. Here’s to all of the burnt toast chefs and to their children who still love it!

You know how I wanted to remember the grocery list? Well I did! I even made it to the store before my initial morning duties at 9:00 a.m. The only issue was that I had to leave my loaded cart by the self-checkout lane. I didn’t have my wallet. Thankfully, Evelyn was understanding and nodded in agreement when I told her I’d be returning with a grandchild in tow. (Like she’s never heard that before!)

The good news was that I surprised her by returning, my granddaughter was most helpful in rescanning everything, I found my wallet, and I didn’t have a traffic violation while I was without my license.

You’ve got to look at the half-full glass on this one!

It was trying to sleep, that much I know!

Today we shall see if the brain can engage and remember to at least bring the grocery list to the store? That’s half the battle, and a pretty decent way to ensure there are only two extra cans of beets in the pantry, not three. (Didn’t we need beets? Yes, we did. But only once. And “need” is not an apt descriptor.)

Tally ho!

If I lay perfectly still on the pillow, I can view Venus as the earth turns in the early hours of dawn. She is visible through the slats on my blinds, and I can watch the earth move so gently as she appears and then hides behind the next slat. I’m only good for two slats before my mental “to do today” list takes over.

Today? Those dusty slats are calling and fall cleaning ensues!

A chuckle for today….

Apparently my short-lived career as an actress wasn’t all that amazing. Every commercial I was privy to last night seemed to include a current or former quarterback or some other sports entity. Anybody can do it! Other than memorize 40 pages of script? Hm.

I don’t miss the acting biz at all, but maybe some of the colorful people. It was great to be a nurse, doctor, tire sales rep, veterinarian assistant, to name a few. It was a different world: fun, exhausting, not so-lucrative, challenging, and in the end, rewarding. I loved being able to deliver lines, material, persona in limited takes. Why should we have to do the scene more than once? Okay – I screwed up occasionally – but not with my memorization.

Now, forget the medical terms and specialized jargon! I just wish I could remember what I had for breakfast yesterday.