What makes us, us? Is it mostly genetics? I largely swing to the DNA side of the aisle because even when I’m trying as hard as I can not to, I hear The German and see The German in my idiosyncrasies. Her “Oh my Got, Patti!” rings through the air. I can’t escape it, people. …
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I went to check my mail and my neighbor met me out front. John is a great neighbor. He and his wife Marilyn regularly babysit Dexter (as we babysit theirs). You remember Dexter: Not only are they neighbors whom we trust with our house keys, but they were a large part of Boy’s youth; they …
Dear Sweet Readers, Consider this a love letter to all who have opened their hearts, Internet browsers and comment boxes to/on my humble newborn site, OMT! You have made the last almost three months some of the most fun and rewarding in my blogging career. Thank you. You have allowed me to share my thoughts …
It’s been a month, 4 weeks and one day, of growing into my new role as Grandmutter (?), Grannna (?), Geema (?), and I want to share some unexpected truths I’ve learned. Nothing but the best for you, my sweet readers. Let’s bullet point this truth-down, shall we? * I love my family deeply. This …
…or as we say here in Texas, going to the dawgs. My family is big on dogs. Big, hairy, messy dogs. Husband and I have had them our entire married life, with only a sad two-year period when we were dogless, yet Boy’s crusty cantankerous 18-year-old, then 19-year-old, cat remained. We started our married life …
The title of this post is something Husband said to me after I got the call to head to Boy and Girl’s home to help with Sweet E, but couldn’t because I had caught a cold. You’d Never Make It In The Big Leagues Yes, we relate our life to sports stuff around here. I …
Yep. A new first. I was nervous and excited just like with all my other firsts. I was jonesing for this first. Had been waiting all day. The anticipation was high; emotions were out. of. control. Then, as my first became a reality, I realized it was actually two new firsts: #1) Holding my new …
We got the call at 4am. Husband rolled over and smiled, “It’s GO-TIME!” We scrambled out of bed and ran around with 4am excitement ruling everything we did. For the most part we got everything in the car that was meant to come with us, then off we went into a dark, foggy driving rain. …
Who just had this reaction after reading that title: ~gag~?! Come on now, you should know better than that. OMT isn’t gonna gross you out. As a site owner/blogger/occasional iffy vlogger, I do lots of rooting around the Internets looking for the very best for you. While this site is mainly focused on grandparents and …
Waiting for FB in this world, as he continues to grow in his, is akin to having one foot in Oklahoma and one in Texas; there’s a part of me in each state. Isn’t it true? When we were pregnant with our own children, this balance was pronounced in the last days of pregnancy. Not …