I’m Baaaccckkk!

I am back after a lovely trip home to NYS for the Thanksgiving holiday. I left on my birthday, Nov. 22, a Monday and arrived in Albany. I got an upgrade on a car because it was my birthday — a Sending, very nice. I went to Pattie Baker’s house, a little tricky to get out to the highway from the airport (it was so dark at 4:30 pm!). But I did get to Pattie’s house, a lovely home. Her daughter Lillian Rose is so sweet but strong-willed. Her husband Tim is very nice. We took Lilly to ballet class and did our shopping for Thanksgiving. I was on charge of desserts, so I made an apple pie, a pumpkin pie, and Grandma’s chocolate pie. All went over quite well. I took them with me to my sister’s house but she didn’t seem impressed or ate any pie. I brought her leftover apple and pumpkin.
At Pattie’s, because she is an artist, she and Lilly do lots of crafts. We made napkin rings and a centerpiece from dried plants and bittersweet we collected. Tim’s boys and a girlfriend came to dinner. They were nice boys. Pattie and I went to an “end of life” house to spend 8 hours as volunteers . We had a lovely time with the resident and her family. But it was a long day.
Next day I went to Utica, a little late start but I drove like a bat out of hell. Thank goodness I did not get caught speeding. Joanne took me to a nice Italian steakhouse for my birthday. Next day we went to Danielle’s house and Katie brought Evalyn to the house. It snowed about 2 inches, a real treat to me. Then that night we went to see Katie’s new house that Rob is remodelling. He was so sweet with the baby, rocking her gently on his knees.
Then I went to John’s house. I didn’t know Chris well, but she us so warm and welcoming. They are both worried about what to do with Robbie, who doesn’t seem to know what to do with himself. He doesn’t like to work so hard in college and has bad friends. I can only pray for him, but they will have to put him out at some point. We visited Uncle Bob, he was very surprised to see me. Then we went to the Turning Stone casino for a spectacular dinner. We spent so much time just hanging out and talking. I was so comfortable but sad that I live so far from my family. We had a great Italian dinner the next night and then I drove to Albany to fly home.
I love the Interfaith chapel at the airport. A beautiful, quiet place in the storm. And all my connections were made and I picked up Ernie and snuggled up in our own bed. It was good to be home after being away 9 days.
Good to talk to John about it, too, when Sabrina cancelled our appointment.
She has been nicer about including me lately in things and calling. The girls had a nice birthday and a nice dinner. I bought their cake. Clint is still difficult, but I did buy him a Christmas gift. I don’t know what to get Sabrina and the girls for.Christmas. I bought myself a new TV and sheets and bedding. The house is a wreck; I thought the girls would be thrilled to warm money helping me clean up, but they are getting snippy.
I really need to get back to writing. I have been away from writing so long.
I got to see Pat. That was good, but I don’t think he cared if he saw me or not. Oh well.
Palwasha and I have talked on the phone and we are on Skype now. And she texts and emails, too. She is back in Peshawar so I pray a lot.
Guess that’s it for catching up.
Lots of odd dreams lately.

About mairedubhtx

I am a "youngish" grandmother of 15 year old twin granddaughter who has recently (is a year "recent"?) adopted Islam as my way of life, much to the consternation of my family. I love to read. I love to write. I am writing a book about my decision to revert, about my spiritual journey. I have another blog about stories from my youth, my parents, and grandparents. It's a blog so my OCD daughter will not be able to throw it out when I die. I suffer from depression and anxiety, for which I am treated, so my posts may be a bit dark at times. C'est la vie.
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