Mommie Dearest: January 2009

Monday, January 26, 2009

Loser blogger...

So, I get the Bad Blogger of the Month award. Hands down. I don't have much of an excuse for not checking in. Other than not really having any pictures. What fun is a blog with no pictures?

Last week Brendan had his 15 mos check up. He got his final shot. He's done until kindergarten. He's weighing in at 25 lbs, 7 oz and is 33 inches. He is officially one inch taller than Vern "Mini Me" Troyer, for all you Austin Powers fans. That bit of trivia makes me giggle.

While waiting for the doctor Jeremy was reading The Lion King to Brendan. They were just paging thru looking at pictures and Brendan asked Jeremy what something was. Jeremy told him it was a hyena. Hyena has been his new favorite word. The doctor said that he's right on track....and actually a bit advanced. As if we didn't know that.

Last week he got home and came to give me a hug. I told him I missed him and asked if he missed me. He said "uh huh". I thought it was just a fluke that he answered on cue. I asked if he was a good boy at Grandma's. He said "uh huh". He's too funny.

I don't have much for pictures, but here are a couple I took on our way to the Dells last weekend. They are really blurry. A disadvantage of taking pictures while on the road, I guess.

Saturday, January 10, 2009

...all that remains is just an empty chair

Today marks one year since Jeremy's grandma passed away. Funny how it can seem like so long ago, yet just like yesterday at the same time. Sometimes I actually forget she's gone. I wanted to call her to ask her how she made something then my heart dropped when I realized I couldn't.

I miss lunches at her house. She was always sitting at the table she had set anxiously waiting to see what we made today. Often when she was done eating, she'd step into the bathroom, fix her hair, put on lipstick, then come back to the table. This was our cue to ask if she needed to go somewhere. Sometimes she pretended like she didn't need to, but when Jeremy would tell her he was running to Boberg's to fill up his tank she'd practically be running to the car before he was done with his sentence. She'd always come out of the gas station with her cigarettes and a snack for us to share.

She was fun to tease and she wasn't afraid to give it right back. When I think of her I can hear her infamous "Oh Geod" ringing in my ears. Never God, always Geod.

There are a ton of things about her that make me smile, but one of my absolute favorites was when we came one day for lunch. She was talking about what Kenny did to make her mad over the weekend. She said she was so mad at him that she just said "F you, Kenny". Then she giggled and proclaimed "But I didn't say 'F', I said the real word!" Oh no, not that!! I learned quickly that her alone time with Jeremy had to be limited. You wouldn't believe the words she'd learn on a trip to Madison. She'd come home talking about the dumb whore in the car in front of them. Nice, Jer.

We had a party for her 75th birthday. I think that may have been the happiest I had ever seen her. She called several times that night to thank us because she had such a good time.

I could go on and on about her. I saw her nearly every day for 14+ years. I spent more time with her in my lifetime than I did my own grandmother's. She stole my heart. If you ever met her, you'd understand how someone could so easily fall in love with her.

I'm posting a few of my favorite pictures of her. We tried to get pictures of her with Brendan every opportunity we had. She declared him her favorite great grandchild before he was even born. Even in her sickest days, her eyes lit up when he was around. She truly adored him.

Doris and Jeremy, Easter 2006