Celebrating my last day of 45

by cleaning my house, delivering more toys/clothes to the mission, spending an interesting 15 minutes in the Canonsburg post office with my crew, lunch out with DH and crew, laundry, etc., etc.

I know, it probably sounds mundane. No lights, whistles, expensive dinners, big gifts. But to me, the blessings just keep on coming...

 - Cleaning my house usually means company is coming. This company is in the form of my 4 siblings, spouses and kids. A house full of love and laughter. Memories of my childhood as one of five while watching my own five. Surreal in the best possible way.

 - Parading (really, when I said, "where is the line?" to the man behind me he said, "you are the line" LOL) with 5 kids in tow to the post office means I am ON TIME to send a dear friend her Christmas greetings. The entire exercise had her (and my other friends who spend their days surrounded by many peeps) on my mind and made me realize how blessed I am to have these women in my life. Women who know that the act of going to the post office is as much a show of my affection to them as the gift that is sent.

 - Laundry. Tons. I think I did 4 loads yesterday and I'm on load #3 today. How blessed we are to have running water, a working machine in our house and enough clothing to keep us warm. How much we should work at helping those who do not have such luxuries (like taking clothes to the mission) - ooh, double bonus on that one!

Wishing you joy and blessings in the big and small on this wonderful Feast of Our Lady of Guadalupe.

Ever perfect Holy Virgin Mary, Mother of the True God, Pray for Us!

It finally happened.

Sitting in the dentist's chair, full of Novocaine, the young (really young) assistant says (out of nowhere, really), "So, do you have grandkids?"

"No," I smile.

Pause.

"Do you have kids? How many?"

"Yes. (Smile)  Five."

"Wow. I bet it was quiet at your house since they're probably much too old for trick-or-treat."

Pause.

"No, actually my oldest is 7 and my youngest is 6 months."

You would think she would have stopped then but she did not. That was the most amusing part so I'll leave it at that.

My husband laughs because he's had it happen many, many times and this was my first. He also points out that, in our "village", I am actually old enough to have great-grandchildren. I disagree.

I'm really only agitated because I thought my hair looked nice today ;0p