S. O. S.

Now that conjugers up all kinds of things

· A ship or plane distress call needing assistance
· That wonderful gravy on a fat fluffy biscuit
· An old abba song from my youth

But in this case it was something quite different . . .although I guess you could say it was a distress call . . . a panic type call if you will . .. one made by my daughter to my hubby – we’ll just call it “S.ave O.ur S.on” or SOS for short.

My grandson just turned a big 3 years old and is to start his first year of pre-school this year – quite a milestone in his young life as he has watched his big sister and cousin take this step. His sister and cousins were all invited to a back-to-school shopping and lunch fun day and he was left out. So Stefanie placed the SOS call to Grandpa and he gladly answered the call to pick up the little guy for a boys’ day out.

I’m still not sure who had a better time – Grandpa? Or Grandson? But a grand day it was! They went to the park . . . went to lunch at McDonalds . . . went to the play area at the mall and back to the park. Nathan carried Grandpa’s thermos of coffee that he called a “teapot” and off they marched. Grandpa showed him how to skip rocks and just what rocks to pick and after a few “kerplunks” there were a few successes too.

What started out as an SOS turned out to be a great day for both the fellas! After all – what little guy wouldn’t rather skip rocks and climb on monkey bars and eat at McDonalds instead of shopping with a bunch of girls? No feelings were hurt and everyone had a good time. I’m sure this type of thing won’t happen again – and while I’m equally sure that Nathan will probably not remember this day, Grandpa sure will! He loved it and most of all loved being the one to answer the SOS! After all don’t we all love being needed and being the one to come to the rescue!

It's fall and I'm back

Well . . it’s certainly been a long time since I’ve been here . . about time I got back to it . .summer is about over and Fall is here . . been so wrapped up in Sew Happy . . and what a summer we have had . . added aprons to our line . . . and just started a new “vintage” outfit - - never did get the flip flops into the mix but something for next year. The aprons were a huge hit and really increased our sales in a way we never dreamed – and so all my extra time was spent sewing.

I’ll try to go back and fill in some highlights . . .well at my age there aren’t many of those . but we’ll do what we can . . .

At any rate fall is here . . . and with it some cooler days and nights . .I love the fall . . .its my favorite time of year . . the days are still nice and the nights cool enuf to sleep . . it gets dark at a decent time . . .and it’s time for baked apples, pumpkin desserts, roasted pork and soups and stews. I best get that crock pot out and dusted off. The only bad thing is that I’ve begun to notice a few of the smaller and more fragile spiders creeping inside for protection . . .those I can deal with . . .it’s the big fat furry ones that will soon be seeking shelter that scare the bejeesuz out of me that I’m not looking forward to!

The kids will be back in school soon - -I can’t believe Hallie starts kindergarten and Nathan preschool. I’ve enjoyed making a lot of Hallie’s back to school clothes. I know these days are numbered. . .. all too soon she’ll be saying “Mom, please don’t make me wear any of those dorky clothes grandma makes” and then in the blink of an eye she’ll say “oh remember all those clothes gramma used to make me?” with fond nostalgia. Hope I’m around to see it all . . .

Well to another great fall . . hmmm . . .come to think of it . . .guess it’s a good thing that fall is my favorite time of the year . .. seems I too am in the fall of my life . . . .