Carey helped me haul my crap down to my tiny tiny car. I was sincerely afraid the Miata wouldn't hold it all, but it turns out I'm a pretty good space planner and it all *just* fit. He gave me a big hug, thanked me for everything, and I drove away before I could cry. I really really like that man. It's been such a pleasure working for him these past 9 years. He wore jeans, a white shirt and hurrache sandals into work today. He ended up walking barefoot around the office, and I thought the world was coming to an end. (You'd have to know Carey to know, under normal circumstances, he would NEVER be barefoot in the office. I would, but not him. Elegant man. Very Tommy Bahamas.) And then he was scrubbing around under my desk undoing all of the cords that held my laptop system together because he knew my arthritic old joints would hurt if I did it. A gentleman to the end in a dusty white shirt.
And now I'm home feeling weird. L is in Utah with Andrew and I'm lonely. I didn't really feel like being with anyone tonight, but I'm lonely at the same time. So I'm blogging.
Tomorrow is Lexi's 5th birthday. I had a wonderful conversation with her on the phone tonight. She'd gotten her Prince and Princess dolls that I'd sent, and Rex said she was kissing them. Is there anything better than knowing you've just delighted one of the lights of your life? She told me that I spoil her, and I told her that's what makes grandmas the most happy. Here is my sweet birthday girl:
What I wouldn't give to be at her party tomorrow! I'll be at Mia's this year, so I'll make a point of being at Lexi's next year. I wish her all the love and happiness one Mema can wish. She sounded excited about her friends coming to her party, and she invited me to come. If only I could...
Matthew got on the phone and told me all about something. Not sure what but I loved it. He is excited for the Easter Bunny and has his basket ready. He is going to give preschool a try and will probably love it.
Next, Grandma. Seriously, the woman is a cat on her 8th life. Wednesday I left her bedside in tears. I was afraid she wouldn't see the end of the week, she was that weak. I called Thursday evening on my way home from work to see how she was doing, and my aunt said "Well you won't believe this..." Turns out my sister in law, Becky, went to visit and took her little grandson Cash with her. Cash was sitting on her lap at Grandmas's bedside. Grandma woke up and started playing with him. Before too long she was sitting up saying she was hungry and wanted some applesauce. So she had some applesauce, and visited with everyone for awhile. Next time she sees me, she'll probably slap me upside the head for crying and telling her it was OK to leave if she needed to. (Oh the drama...) I guess the moral to this story is if you know someone on their last legs, try bringing in a cute baby, or maybe a puppy. They may just snap out of it. She's still very weak and tired. I understand that she didn't eat or drink much today, but her pipes are still functioning, if you get my meaning. My dad gave her a blessing a few nights ago and told her she would recover enough to enjoy her food. I thought that was an odd thing to say, but now I understand. I shouldn't have let my faith lag. I don't know why that's so hard to remember, or so easy to forget, but it seems to be the human way. Oh how I love this woman. I'm so glad we're granted more time with her. She is a rare jewel. A shooting star, scattering her stardust over her family as long as I can remember. We may have the 100th birthday celebration yet.
And speaking of family, I have to share a couple more pictures with you that I just love:
My favorite picture to date of Mia - she is rockin' that hat!
Daddy and Hayden. Sweet...
I wish you all a very happy and blessed Easter holiday. Scott and Ashley will come over for breakfast, church, and then dinner afterward. L will be home from Utah in the early afternoon, and all will be right with my world again. Tomorrow I'll shop and make preparations for dinner. Visit Grandma. Try to get up the energy to make the bunny cake - a Williams Sonoma mold that takes more energy to make and decorate than I think I've got, but maybe I'll find a hidden resource tomorrow. Take the time to sit and think of the true meaning of Easter, and feel grateful for that knowledge and the love our Savior feels for each one of us.
Wake up on Easter morning feeling rested and happy. Eat a jelly bean or two or three. It's Easter.