Felicity Eden

I am a grandmother again. It has been fourteen years since our daughter made us grandparents. My son Robert and Miranda now have a baby girl. We hope to drive over to Pensacola next week before my surgery and meet her. I think she looks like both of them. She is certainly very alert for a newborn.
We are having leftover pork tenderloin sandwiches for dinner. It is even better the second night. My mother in law used to say she could feed another family with what I throw out. I try not to waste food anymore. When I was little and my brother would not eat his vegetables, my Dad would say, "There are children starving somewhere in
the world and going hungry tonight." It never worked. He still went to bed without his dinner or dessert. One time I cried because my Father made Ben go to bed with no dinner because he would not eat what we were having. I am very close to my brother.
I feel like he is all I have left. I want him to move back to Florida. But now with the housing market in the crapper, it may be a while before he can sell his house in Colorado.
I am thinking about taking a Yoga class. (did you hear that?) The Senior club down
in Palatka offers Yoga. I used to be very flexible. Not so much anymore.
Here is Felicity. I can't believe she is real. More photographs to follow when I go visit and take my own.

I am a widow. Not really but it feels like it.

My husband is on call this week, weekend and next week. I am eating dinner alone.
And it is a dinner that is hard to warm up. Barbeque pork tenderloin and pan roasted potatoes. You can't really warm it back up. So, I will try and just keep it warm in the oven. Have I said that I hate his job. I should have married a banker. You know one of those nine to five kind of jobs. Oh well, more for me. But since my stress level went up, my appetite just went right out the window.
We had the most beautiful sunrise this morning. I wish I could see the sunset where I live but the woods to the West block it from my vision. Good thing I was thinking about the dinner because I completely forgot to put the sauce on the meat half way through. Since no one is going to be here, it doesn't matter. I will just cook it about fifteen minutes longer.
I am a Grandma. I have a new grandbaby, Felicity Eden, six pounds, 15 ounces and 22 inches long, born Oct 18th at 11:30pm. Baby and Mom doing fine. Even my son seems
calm. Of course he will be 40 years old when his daughter turns six. I don't understand why people are having babies so much later. It's a known fact that your eggs are healthier when you are younger. Why take chances. I will post a photograph of the baby whenever I have one.
Ok, I took a break as my daughter called me. She is planning on moving back to Florida from Missouri. I will be so glad. And my husband made it home at 8:30 and we just ate the pork tenderloin. It was really good. My daughter told me I need to eat to keep my energy up. Now I am watching Primeval on BBC. Very scary show.
Here is my sunrise. See you tomorrow.

I have a new neighbor

It is a baby possum. He is very small. But he can run up a tree like lightening.
Good thing because I have a big dog who is fast and keeps tracking him to the tree.
We are having nice Fall weather in the morning in the fifties. And the highs in the lower eighties. Finally some Fall weather. My foxglove in the garden is still blooming. The other plants have no buds but I am still hopeful.
Watching David Letterman right now and waiting to see McCain come on. Sunday the high is supposed to be 72. That sounds fantastic.
Saw my doctor today. My weight was 156. I have had some extra stress in my life and not had much appetite. At this rate I will get to my goal weight of 140 in no time. I want my BMI to be 23 or 24. And to think for years I only weighed 120 pounds.
My son's baby will be induced on Friday. I am not a big fan of inducing labor but that
is their decision. Or their doctors. I guess they are trying to avoid a C-section. Sure did not hear about so many C-sections in my day.
Here is my possum and my foxglove. I hope I can start updating this once a week.

An Udate for Susan

Wow, I just checked Susan's blog and I am on her list. I feel visible. I did not really think anybody read this. Ok, Susan. I have been very busy calling Democrats to see if they are voting for Obama. And it got very depressing because so many are switching their vote for McCain. I am working with my local Obama for Change in my county. I don't know how you persuade someone to change their vote. I am not good at debating the issues. I can't even get my husband and sister in law to listen to me.
If this country has four more years of Republicans, I will have to move. I don't know where. But England is looking good. Canada is closer and I have a friend Andrea there.
And I also have a lot of cousins in Toronto, Canada. My mother was born there.

I have chicken in the oven but I'm feeling like shrimp. You know what I mean. We eat
a lot of chicken. I may start clucking soon. My husband has become allergic to beef and he can't eat a lot of foods that he used to eat. So, it's pretty much pork or beef. He could eat fish but he hates seafood. His idea of fish folks is frozen fish sticks. His idea of a vegetable is applesauce or cranberries. Ok, I will quite
picking on him. He is a good husband. He has to have been to put up with me for 41 years. I miss my Mother so much today. I don't know why. Just hit me today. Sometimes I want to talk to her so much.
I am watching The New York Yankee's play the Boston Red Sox. The Yankee's were my mother in laws team and the Boston Red Sox was her brother Donalds team. I like to think they are sitting here with me watching along.

London Westminster Bridge and Big Ben

Each night I would walk down at about 8 or 9pm and watch the lights come up in Parliament and Big Ben. It was magical. Our hotel was just blocks from the river.
I miss that nightly walk so much. There just must be some way I can live in England permanently. Here is my favorite photograph.

Dunwich England

Laura's Tea Shop in Dunwich. The best fish and chips in all of England. And the best dessert counter. Very very fresh Plaice. The chips are hot, crisp. The fish is fresh caught locally. This is the "real" thing. http://www.visit-dunwich.co.uk/review/Dunwich/00000000375/FloraTeaRooms.html



While visiting London, I could not find one decent fish and chips place. Not one.
I miss England so much. Everytime I visit, then I am depressed for months because I cannot acclimate to my own country. And especially during an election year. My country is so corrupt.
My husband shooting a movie along Dunwich seacost. He is up on the bluff. I am walking along the beach.

Breaking a record

Three updates in one month. Whoo Whoo... And nothing to write about. I have this blog, live journal, facebook, my space, and flickr account. I gotta cut back on the internet. It's bleeding into my personal life. And my dogs are none too happy about it. Speaking about bleeding. I love Leona Lewis and her song, I Keep on Bleeding.
If I am in the car and that song comes on, I just sing at the top of my lungs. With
the windows up.

I am soo ready for some Fall weather. It is still to hot here in Central/North Florida. My husband is watching golf. That is what he does on the weekend. I have already mowed the entire lawn over at my mother's old house. (my mom left me this
house I have to take care of) At least until my brother decides if he wants to sell it or live in it. My brother lives in Colorado and seems in no hurry to move back
to Florida. He just called me and made me sick telling me their low is 48 degree's
and high is 70. I should be so lucky. We're still hitting 90 every day. Sometimes
the humidity is so high that it looks misty and steamy. I really hate Florida.
I only like Miami, where I was born and raised for 21 years. And no one will take me down there anymore.
This is about all. Maybe I will keep this updated more often.