(((Dee & Mr. Dee))) PRAYING... I know you are both at your wits' end with this... so scary and frustrating... but also such a relief to have him back under the care of professionals who maybe can solve the problem this time. (((HUGS)))
And HARRIET!!!! Sooo happy for dd and the young man! It's obvious he has been a good "fit" in your family for some time now. We will all enjoy wedding planning "with" you!
Kathryn, sometimes dgd (7) will still tear up a little and say she misses her mommy, or her daddy, when she is at our house. Not nearly as often as she did a year or two ago, but still at times -- especially if she doesn't feel well. The last couple times when it's happened, I've texted ddil and asked her to call dgd when she gets a chance, and that does the trick. Sometimes they will even facetime. DGD loves it here, but she is a little more attached to home than dgs -- I have no doubt he'd happily move in with us, provided he could see his parents once a week or so, LOL.
So glad y'all had a good day, LadyM -- but I know you are tired.
Sunday is just... I hate to say it, but it is my least favorite day of the week!
I love my church, love my pastor, love the way the dgrands love to go... but Sunday always is the busiest day of the week:
On a normal Sunday, we (I, for the most part!) have --
Church
Lunch, both dgrands home with us * dh was a little help with this *
DGS piano lesson
Wmart, and sometimes second grocery store, with one of the dgrands along for the ride
Put away groceries
Trash to road
Wash dishes
Allergy shots
Supper, usually with ds and dgrands
AND TODAY, had to add --
Baby shower
Trip to dmom's to deliver paper towels and milk , her requests from Wmart
Unload dishwasher * dh helped *
Extra stop at Wmart in Next Town to try to find dgs some pants that fit -- no luck
Wash small load of dh's clothes (because he needs ironing done tomorrow)
I am so exhausted I can't see straight, and I haven't done the allergy shots or washed dishes yet... and I forgot to send text and make phone call re: teacher meeting Tuesday.
Baby shower was okay, but nothing to write home about... everyone sat at round tables and pretty well stayed in their groups... expectant mother didn't even mingle around much and NO ONE met you at the door to take your gift or greet you... no formal opening of gifts, before we left the my aunt, the great-grandmother, said, "Let's go see what she got before I have to leave..." ... no real announcement of when to start eating (we just noticed some had started and joined in)... no public thank you for coming or anything...
I sat with my aunts, cousin/grandmother of the baby, and cousin's mother-in-law. Other cousin joined us for a little while. Other cousins stayed at their table the entire time. I thought of something I wanted to ask one of them and took myself over there to speak to them all before I left, and I spoke to the mother-to-be after I arrived and when I started to leave. Oh -- and while some of the hostesses were unwrapping gifts for display, one of them calls over to grandmother of baby/my cousin: "Susie, do you know who's present came in this paper?" It was mine. Card had fallen off when dgd caused me to drop it in parking lot, but see, if someone had met us at the door and taken it to the table then, this would not have been a problem. I made sure it was noted on the master list, and it was, with only my name, but the card has my name along with dmom and ddil, and dgd. So I hope the baby's parents realize it IS a group gift. Sheesh. They are a disorganized crew, I'll say that.
Not entirely unexpected -- the sister-in-law who was one of the main hostesses is the same young lady who gave me a list of addresses for wedding invitations she wanted me to address for her, and I was flabbergasted because she had lots of married women addressed by their own names, with no mention of their husbands ("he won't come anyway," she said) and one said "Mary Smith and mother..." I told her to "find out MOTHER'S NAME because I cannot address a formal invitation this way."
It was a learning experience. At least, I hope if I am ever asked to do this again, I will have the gumption to demand proper form before I start.
I have a former student who does calligraphy professionally and I bet she charges a pretty penny for it. She gives weekend classes occasionally and the classes cost several hundred dollars. I have often wondered what she would do if one of her clients gave her a list like that.
My invitations were simply done with extra-fine point Sharpie in fancy handwriting.
Anyway -- I was glad to see my aunts and cousins who did sit at our table and speak to us. And I am glad glad glad to be back home with no one here except dh and me, even if my dishes are still dirty and there are three items in the washer. And probably three hours' ironing to be done tomorrow.