I’m told There is a proverb:  May you Live in Interesting Times.

We gave mom a beautiful send-off last Saturday. She would have loved the flowers, the music, the pictures, and the testimonials.  There were tears and laughter.  In tribute to her life-long passion for music, we had several beautiful songs by wonderful musicians; including a couple pieces by the chamber choir that Guzzy is part of, and I joined them for the benediction

It was a very well-attended service, with relatives and old friends, some of which I  haven’t seen in decades.  Unfortunately, I was so busy with the logistics of the service that I didn’t get a chance to talk with everyone.

We invited everyone to our house afterwards and I was able to visit with those who came out.   A big shout-out to Dan who (as promised) was the host with the  most — making sure that guests were greeted and beverages were flowing; so I could chill.  We ended up with a TON of leftovers from the official luncheon as well as a big ham we cooked for the occasion.  People left our house with zip lock bags with pounds of food in them.

The 21 month-old grand-girls did very well with all the commotion of the day and with an abbreviated nap.  We enjoyed a more relaxed day with them on Sunday.  Dan and I babysat for a few hours so their parents could go out for dinner.   They do keep everyone hopping!  I once read that watching small children doesn’t require a lot of concentration, but it does keep you from concentrating on anything else.  I think that sums it up quite nicely.

Little X1 was particularly charming–wandering about the house, saying ‘hi’ with a big smile.  She also played several songs for us on the piano.   Both girls will frequently hand me a book and then back into my lap.  Little X2 is  prone to dramatic melt downs when things don’t go her way.  Usually she can be cajoled into a better mood with some cuddling and/or play time, but not always.   For awhile she and her sister enjoyed ripping petals off a couple flowers – and X2 thoughtfully pressed some of the pieces into her ear.  Sometimes you have to make your own fun!

Everything was supposed to be back to normal by Monday morning.  However, in the wee hours I got violently ill. By the time I am writing this (wee hours on Tuesday)… everyone in my house is very sick.  After about 24 miserable hours, I am starting to feel a bit better; but Guzzy and Dan are still down for the count.  It’s rotten timing – Guzzy has end-of-semester papers due and finals, and Dan has an important interview in the morning.

2015 has certainly been interesting thus far.  In fact, I am hoping it gets more dull for awhile.