Today was a good day and yesterday was an awesome day! Yesterday my hubby and I took the 2 hour trip out to Broomfield, Colorado to see our daughter, Cassie, and her fiance, Drew, and celebrate Christmas early. His parents, that they live with, were still in Italy so we had the house to ourselves. That was fine with me so we could focus on the kids and not be nervous trying to carry on conversation with the parents. Anyway, we arrived about 3pm and it was wonderful to see them. They were excited to see us too, and had lots of information to share. Drew was cooking his special spaghetti and was a little nervous himself, wanting to make a good impression on us. We have only met him a handful of times so the whole in-law relationship is new to both of us. We talked for awhile about his new school coming up in January, about Cassie's distillery and her sales job and how she is back working at the gymnastic place part time. Since the spaghetti was still cooking, we gave the kids their presents, cowl scarves for both of them, the photo box for Cassie and Ralph Lauren sneakers with leather and the little polo player for Drew. Drew loved the the shoes and they both put on their cowl scarves for the rest of the visit. Cassie and I sat down and went through every picture in the photo box. There was a couple of blank spots but I brought a stack of pictures that were mostly duplicates but had some pictures she didn't have so we finished filling in the photos. Some I had stories for and some I didn't but this was the first time she had seen any of these pictures of her infant and younger days. Oh, I had found a picture here or there and passed it on to her but she had never had a photo album to look back on and reflect. I thought I had lost all the photos and I had lost all of my photos of when I was growing up and a lot of other photos of Cassie but in going through the garage last summer, I chanced upon this box filled with so many photos of Cassie from the time I was pregnant to when she was 4. Pictures of her first baby sitter and the girl down the street that would watch her, a couple of pictures of when my ex and I took her to Disneyland. I even put in the pictures of her father's and mine wedding. There were pictures of her great grandparents holding her and playing with her. Pictures of her with both sets of grandparents, and several pictures of her dad's mom, her gramma, that passed away a few years ago.
We laughed and shed a few tears, I told her stories and she was so excited! She said it was the best present she ever had been given and she couldn't wait to show it to her dad. I asked her what happened to all the photos I had given her dad along with some of her first Christmas ornaments. She had never seen them so maybe he had thrown them away. Anyway she was going to go through the pictures with him and see what stories he could remember and tell her a little more about her great grandparents.
I was so nervous that she would be disappointed that I didn't buy her an expensive present or have lots of presents for her but this Christmas most of our presents were handmade and our budget was tiny. But she was so happy that I had put all the time and effort into doing something so personal for her, a gift of her past. Drew was very excited over the presents we gave him, surprised that I had gotten his shoe size correct and vowed he would wear the shoes the next day. I only hope that our other daughters and granddaughters enjoy their presents as much.
Today I got up early and went to a doctor's appointment. We have a new doctor and this was my first time following up on my diabetes and thyroid. My A1c was 6.8, which is under 7, which is good but up from my last time of 6.3 so she suggested I cut out some carbs, also my triglycerides we a little high and cutting out carbs would help to lower that. As for my weight, I was 198. She suggested that hubby and I join Weight Watchers, which we will prob do in another month or two.
The rest of the day I spent reading a new book and playing with the dogs. Soon I will start crocheting again. Tomorrow I have therapy in the morning and then have to go to Walmart to buy a paint tray and roller and a gift certificate for a gallon of paint for my parents. They are going to start painting the inside of their house after the first of the year and this will help them out. I am not going to tell them about the mutant bulldog, just try to make a new one. I know how to do the stitches now and understand how to stuff it, so all i need to do is buy another pound of yarn. I need to get pictures of their bulldogs so I can crochet their markings on.
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