Friday July 22 2016  THE PARTY IS OVER

And I am tired.  It is past my bedtime and I have two rambunctious boys upstairs wrestling with “grandpa”.  We’ll both be really tired before we go to bed. 

I didn’t have the opportunity to do all I hoped to do to make this party grand but I did have lots of food to eat.  And if my family does one thing with gusto, it is eat!  And of course I ate too much and now I’m ready to go to sleep.

But this “gramma” (the way the boys pronounce it) will get her second wind and fall asleep as they watch the movie.  Tonight they will sleep on the living room floor due to the fact that their all time favorite bed (a sleep number bed) is out of commission due to all the “STUFF” I am sorting through.

The world was quiet this morning when I awakened.  It is always so eerie when the quiet comes following a howling, drenching, thunder and lightning storm as we had last night.  Dave left the house while I was still writing the blog and was home a few moments later.  He had to turn around and come back because he could not see through the sheets of rain as he drove.  He said the windshield wipers could not keep the vision clear through the windshield.  When Dave was at a nearby farm to buy our corn on the cob today he asked what their rain gage read.  We received 4 inches of rain last night in just a few hours.  As I traveled nearby I noticed a place where a tornado touched down.  It is easy to spot the tornado damage due to how the trees are twisted and laid out like a peeled banana splayed out in a circle.  Big trees!  There was a lot of debris in our yard.

I woke about 4:30 a.m. and was outside quite early.  I walked the perimeter of the house and viewed the mess.  My beautiful flowers were wet and soggy, but still resilient.  The geranium blooms were bruised and hanging their heads.  I was surprised to find that my tomatoes were all still clinging to the vine without any damage.  And oh my, it is so humid.  We do not have uncomfortable humidity very often.  Some years none at all.  Today was like trying to breath in a sauna.

There is so much more I want to write but I must return to give my husband a break.

 

MAKING WONDERFUL MEMORIES

By Kathleen Martens

July 22, 2016

 

Two little boys

Here but a short time

The clock is ticking

They’ll soon not be mine.

 

So I must return

And the festivities enjoy

While they are still little

And not BIG BOYS!

 

So soon their friends

Will replace gramma and gramps

As their energy

Revs into high ramps.

 

One has already

Outgrown my lap

And the little one

Has now outgrown his nap.

 

All too soon

They will be grown and gone

And these youthful years

Will then be done.

 

And we will be memories

Of parties and laughter,

And live in their memories

Forever after.

 

So now is the time

That memories are made

And hopefully when old

They will not fade.

 

We sit at the table

And tell little stories

About the birthday person

And all their glories.

 

We reminisce and laugh

About the stories we speak

Sharing wonderful reflections

For our grandsons to keep.

 

Thank You God for family.

Thank You Lord that we laugh together.

Thank You that our grandsons still want to come over to be with us.

Thank You for vanilla ice cream!

 

GOOD NIGHT AND GOD BLESS YOU!