Day Three Hundred Thirty Nine 2013

Heading across the courthouse square on a rainy blustery Thursday evening. Feels like Friday for some reason. I guess I’m ready for the weekend. Or just wishing my life away. Will it snow? I think not.

Day Three Hundred Thirty Eight 2013

Sunset was pretty tonight. Picture doesn’t do it justice. Sure did enjoy the 65 degree temperature today. Raked leaves. Sat on the porch swing for a while. This is the calm before the winter storm they say is coming. Not sure what our neck of the woods will see ~ rain, sleet, snow? The older I get, the less I like the cold. But a little snow might be nice.

Day Three Hundred Thirty Seven 2013

HAPPY 2ND BIRTHDAY, KNOX!

Grandson Knox celebrated his 2nd birthday with a Thomas The Train party this evening.

Knox loves all things Thomas The Train.

The Birthday Song made him smile.

He couldn’t wait to blow out his candle.

Yummy!

Time for presents!






Knox received all sorts of fun gifts – blocks and trains and clothes and a cool roller coaster – and he loved all of it. It was fun listening to him laugh and watching him have so much fun turning 2 years old. Happy Birthday, Knox! We love you!!

Day Three Hundred Thirty Six 2013

Grandson Knox is 2 years old today. He will have his birthday party tomorrow, but his mom and dad wanted him to get to blow out his candles on his actual birthday. And so he did. Happy 2nd Birthday, Knox! Granny and Grandpa love you!!

My Aunt Joy Brown turns 99 years old on December 4th. She and a packed restaurant of family and friends celebrated her remarkable milestone this evening. She enjoyed many heartfelt tributes to her in songs and poems and remembrances of her long and influential life. She entertained us by playing her piano and singing and then doing a tap dance to the tune The Entertainer [how appropriate!] while holding on to her walker for support. Can you believe she’s 99?! Amazing. Happy Birthday, Aunt Joy! I want to be just like you when I grow up.

Day Three Hundred Thirty Five 2013

How did it get so late so soon? Its night before its afternoon. December is here before its June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?
~Dr. Seuss