Her belly is full, another successful trip to Gramma’s house!
This song speaks so deep to my heart and my soul. Cannot explain the intense feeling in my chest when I listen to this song. Pride of where and whom I come from. The attachment I feel to the ground I grew up on. The feel of the soil in my hands. When in a sentimental mood the words can bring tears to my eyes. I swear it’s in my blood, has to be in the DNA.
The new member of our tribe, Marta…Old Boy brought her home today.
We’ve made it through another winter month. One step closer to spring! We’ve actually been having some really nice spring like weather the past few days, most of our snow has melted and we have swamp…trying to not complain about the mess our gravel road has become, the 4 wheel drive has come in handy the past two days just to get in and out of our driveway and the first couple hundred feet down our gravel. We have a good breeze going today and supposed to get down to 20 tonight, so a big help in starting to dry up a bit. Actually have a few windows cracked in the house today to get some air moving, a big relief!
Finn was sunning himself in the kitchen window yesterday afternoon…such a ham!
Life on the homestead here has been nothing short of a roller coaster ride recently.
Last week Uncle R came up from Florida to help get Gramma and Grampa back down south, we weren’t wanting to see them leave after having been here since before Thanksgiving and Grampa’s cancer doing no better, but it was time. Grampa had been chomping at the bit to get back south so he could get going on his taxes and Gramma wasn’t loving being here, living with her brother and his wife and not having her things.
The brother they’d been staying with went to the doctor not too long ago, came back from Mayo on Monday with results from having been up on Friday for tests. He’d learned a few weeks ago it was cancer and has been pretty tight lipped, giving very little detail and still hasn’t let go of too many facts since getting the results. Seems to us it’s the same type of cancer his little brother passed away from just short of two years ago.
The family could really use a break on the cancer front. Was talking with one of Old Boy’s cousins a week or two ago and we agreed we just need to find a big house with one floor, move everyone is that needs taking care of and just take care of everyone. Wouldn’t that be ideal? The family is pretty close and would do anything to take care of and do for one another. Frustrating to have to sit back and not be able to do anything.
On the fun front, my folks had their 52nd wedding anniversary on the 27th. The parentals must have been thrilled to have all three kids and all but three grandchildren pop in (uninvited) with pizza and cake for supper on Tuesday evening! We always invade and seem to leave a mess! Isn’t that what kids are for? Even when they are 45, 50 and 51? My dad’s mom would have told us to go home and take our mess with us! Oma had a way with saying, don’t you think you need to get home and get your kids to bed? Damn, miss that Ol’ Girl! She didn’t mince words! Our Bubba takes after her so much.
Now getting ready to make plans for Easter. The Girl and Dingbat will be coming home from Nebraska for a quick visit! Hoping to actually have all the grandchildren home and in one place for the first time in at least more than a year. Sent out a group text to my siblings today that I’ll make Oma’s fuchens (no one knows how to spell, came from our German side)…usually make them on Christmas Eve but we weren’t able to do it this year, so they are being done at Easter and that’s all there is to that…everyone is going to like it and if they don’t, they will pretend to like it! The Holiday Nazi has spoken…yes, not a PC word to use but that’s how the big kids always referred to me when it comes to one of those ‘you are going to do it and like it’ things of mine. If the family would just do what I say life would be so much more simple for everyone! Does that come from being the baby of the family? Possibly!
On the genealogy front…many of my family have decided to humor as of late and have found a treasure trove of information on a couple segments of the family whom I’ve been asking for quite some time to just throw me a bone. Found my 2X Great Grandparents marriage license in Germany, had all the information I already had except for the 2X Great Grandfather’s full name…he went by his second middle name, not his first name. Ferdinand Ludwig Julius…he went by Julius. Such a sneaky bugger, must have decided to humor me since I’ve been decorating their stones the past several years. I’m really not that hard to make happy, just a little something something can make my entire week!