Yellow Rose

A rose by any other name would still be a last minute blip.

Wishing all a great weekend.

Marya is on her way down the coast and should be here any minute! Yea!! No more northern winters for that girl, I'd imagine. And what a great day to come in, with the full moon shining through a pretty clear sky.

Ed started to get the man-flu, but Elderberry, homeopaths and some other random herbs (along with his great attitude) seems to have turned that around. Thankfully. He doesn't need to work so hard and miss out on all of the weekend with the man-flu. It is a whole lot worse than any other kind, and needs a lot of tending to, y'no.

Ok, now that the grandson is coming for Christmas, I understand why people get so excited about the holidays! I'm already way excited and know he must be coming soon because I have stopped biting my nails again, which I find so odd. I have bit them all of my 59 (59? Is that right??...I guess so) years and yet I seem to quit a couple of months before I see him. It is totally unconscious and I only notice it because they start to drive me nuts hitting on the keyboard and everything else. And really, I don't like to have nails around a baby because I don't want to accidentally scratch, so it makes little sense to me why this sudden bad habit leaves me each time I get ready to see him. Maybe my insides have decided grandma's are more mature than that. (?)