Grand Impatience

I didn’t get a chance to re-cap this weekend yet, mainly because I was too tired last night.  So, here goes:
Saturday we laid low and had a good day.  Sunday, we went to my hometown for the Baptism of my God Son, and to see my parents. 
The Baptism was beautiful and as always, it was so good to see Nicole and Si and their families.  It was great seeing the parents I kind of grew up with in High School now interacting with their Grand kids.  They were pushing them on bikes, carrying them around, playing with them and marveling at them.  It was so good to see the pride in their eyes.  It was what family feels like.
We went to my parents after, and in contrast, I noticed a difference.  I know they love kidlet just as much, but they don’t get to see her as often so that level of comfort mentioned in the previous paragraph isn’t there yet.   I won’t lie, I was disappointed.  I e-mailed my dad about it when I got home because it was bugging me so much.  He replied with an excellent e-mail in return, explaining that he wanted to give her space to warm up to him, etc.  I understood then.  I just hope it gets to a point where they can play ball together or color, or walk around and point things out to her.  It will take a few more visits, and I know it will happen.  I just feel the void more than normal, because in lieu of my mom’s death and despite the step-grandkids my dad has, I want him to love Grace enough for both him and my mom and I know that’s not fair.  I do know that is his only blood grandchild–and as of now will probably remain his only blood-grandchild, so I’m anxious for them to be close.  I guess I’ll add that to my secret Christmas list. 
In other news, yesterday work was slow, but went quickly.  I’m so lucky to have the co-workers I have, because I can tell them my problems and in this case, they can explain things from my dad’s point of view (as they’re older and have grandkids of their own.)  They also help me work through things to get to the heart of the matter.  They are such a blessing!  They understand and don’t judge and give new points of view.  Usually, you have to pay for help like that. LOL 
Today, we’re laying low.  Kidlet’s not feeling well, so hopefully she’ll rest more today.  My stuff is mostly done at the moment.  I’ll wait to fold laundry tonight.  Boy my life is eventful! 😉

Tequila Breakfast

Yesterday work was full of unpacking and pricing Christmas Merchandise.  No, that’s not a typo.  Thankfully, we’re not putting it out yet.  In any case, it was day I came home especially dirty and feeling like I was covered in Chinese Warehouse Dust.  Yuck. 
On a different note, I would like to thank Day Care for apparently teaching kidlet the words “No” and “Why.”  There are no words to express my gratitude.  *Please sense the sarcasm here* 
I’m fast finding out that Tequila is a good friend of mine on Camp Fire nights.  Tequila MIXED with something is a good friend of mine.  Alone, well, it tastes like butt.–Just trust me.  Anyway, I’m finding that it’s a mix that loosens me up with no after-affects the next morning.  Thank you God!
I have always had a fondness for breakfast.  I never realized how much however, until I found myself in a babbling ramble to my husband last night on how I miss “weekend breakfasts” and how going 10 weeks without them is too much.  Hubby humored me by asking what I would like, and with the help of my friend Tequila, I think I listed 50 things.  Again, at the time it was perfectly reasonable.  Looking back, maybe I asked for a little too much.  At least I’m in a moment of life, that in a “tipsy ramble” the biggest subject in my life is breakfast.
Today has been slow.  Hubby and I are fairly tired because we’re getting old and we pay dearly for any night that we stay up late.  I have managed to get most of my stuff done today, and grocery shopping done.  Tonight will hopefully bring an early bedtime for kidlet so I can wrap some gifts, paint, and get some TV time in….uninterrupted, that is.
Tomorrow, we head to my hometown for my God Son’s Baptism.  After the Baptism is a get-together and then we’ll stop to see my parents.  It will be a long day, but a good one.