Just going to fill you in on mostly ‘good’ stuff going on in my
family’s life. The best times are with family!
If you celebrated Easter or Passover, hope you had special times
with family, too.
Sometimes, concerns about health issues can be a little bit of a
drawback to a holiday or any visit. You may be interested though,
to know about things, as they progress in my Mom’s aging process.
Colorful sights and fragrant aromas filled the weekend. There were
delicious meals, from Friday until Sunday evening.
Love flowed all around us…
My Mom had saved a Maxine quote, one that I have to share, due to
its Easter holiday theme. She loves it when I tell her I included
something she found, on my blog.
Maxine is an older woman, who sometimes gives biting commentaries.
Other times, she is just an observer on life, as it is for senior
adults. The cartoon character sometimes is wearing a hat or has
a bushy head of white hair, has sun glasses on occasionally and
her pet dog is sometimes looking rather amused or askance at her.
I am sometimes surprised that the creator of Maxine is a man named
John Wagner. Here’s Maxine’s recent yearly physical cartoon:
“Yesterday I went to the doctor
For my yearly physical.
My blood pressure was high.
My cholesterol was high.
I’d gained some weight,
and I didn’t feel so hot.
My doctor said eating right
doesn’t have to be complicated
and it would solve my physical problems.
‘Just think in colors.
Fill your plate with bright colors.
Try some greens, oranges, reds, maybe
something yellow, and so forth.
So I (Maxine) went right home and ate an
entire bowl of bright colors.
And sure enough, I felt better immediately!
I never knew eating right could be so easy!
Now stay healthy,
Eat your colors and have a nice day.”
(Picture is shown of a bowl of M and M’s.
Mom pointed out, it could have easily been
a bowl of colored jelly beans!)
Speaking of Mom, we went on several ‘wild goose chases,’ while I was
First of all, she felt the sweet young Hispanic housekeeper in her
wing of the Senior Apts. had taken her little Shih Tzu’s hair brush.
Mom had written two concerned letters to me, the subject being
I found the yellow baby brush, she uses on Nicki, under the
I took her to Walgreen’s, upon arrival, to purchase necessities,
having not been able to locate her stamps.
(Which Mom was very adamant on this subject, saying they got taken
by the same girl.)
Believe me, if you have read about my mother’s love of young people,
my parents’ marching for civil rights, and paying for two non-Caucasian
females’ college education, you would know this is not aimed towards
race or age of the young Senior Apts. housekeeper.
It involves a combination of Mom’s way of dealing with forgetfulness
or possible dementia setting in. Mom is not mean-spirited, though.
The young woman has told my brothers that Mom hugs and gives her bags
of candy and other gifts.
After purchasing a few items, while I was putting them away I found
While I was looking for scissors, I found her stamps.
It was more of a chaotic time than at Valentine’s Day, when she had
written notes to my grandkids and had candy in bags, ready to take
back after my visit.
This time, her Easter cards were sitting out, with some notes in them,
not addressed. We searched high and low, found a few envelopes with
addresses of her sister, my cousins and her good friends.
I never found Mom’s “Master Address Book.”
We will tackle that ‘chore’ over Memorial Day Weekend!
The fun stuff and special times began on Friday, after shopping
and searching for lost items had been set aside, for dinner.
Mom wore a nice pink jacket with a signature brooch. Mom has always
liked wearing a variety of pins on her lapels. She had a nice pair
of black slacks on. We had heard from my younger brother that he
and his wife, Susan and a possible friend would be joining us at one
of my Mom’s current “favorite restaurants.” She is like a ‘big kid’
and likes Friendly’s for their clam boats, ice cream sundaes and the
When you walk in the front door, you see such a majestic brass scale
with old fashioned details on it. There is also a large circus mural.
We went home to watch an older movie, which turned out to be quite
different from what we expected. Sidney Poitier plays a type of ‘playboy.’
He depicts a wild, carefree man, who is involved with some dishonest
activities. He is ‘set up’ on a date, by a young man, played by Beau
Bridges. The housekeeper is going to leave her household, having told
the younger members of the family before the ones who have employed her.
She is played by Abbey Lincoln, with an innocent charm. She shows curiosity
about the wilder side that Sidney’s character offers her. Later, we meet
the head of the household, played by Carroll O’Connor. This was a Turner
Classic Movie, called, “For Love of Ivy,” 1968. It has music by Quincy Jones
and a happy ending. It is a satisfying romantic comedy where I was mostly
looking at the wardrobe and commenting on the dialects. (Nehru collars, Kaftan
robes and “Groovy,” spoken.)
We drank a juice glass full of Sangria, had crackers and cheese,
with a ‘side of cookies’ before bed. Mom and I did our special
Our Saturday began with my ‘fetching’ breakfast from the dining
room. Mom loves eating breakfast in her room, in her pajamas. I tell
people who ask why she doesn’t come down, that my Dad and she got
‘spoiled’ while retiring early and became ‘night owls!’
I piled on the dining room tray, a jelly donut for Mom, a pecan nut
roll for me, a big bowl of oatmeal with garnishments of brown sugar,
raisins and pats of real butter. It becomes ‘less healthy’ for me, as
I add so much to it! I grabbed 3 cups of delicious coffee, a juice cup
of cranberry juice for her and one of tomato juice for me. I also bring
back two bananas every trip I make (anytime) past the dining room. Mom
lives (while I am away) on bananas and peanut butter out of the jar,
for her breakfasts and lunches. She only goes to dinner in the dining
room daily at 5:30 p.m. Unless we are around to ‘cancel her dinner
On Saturday afternoon, watched a movie I had brought from the library
called, “The Young Victoria,” 2009. It has an excellent British cast
of Emily Blunt, Paul Bettany, Rupert Friend and Miranda Richardson.
I highly recommend this love story about Queen Victoria’s childhood, her
growing up years and her courtship by two suitors. The story made both my
Mom and I ‘tear up,’ but it is still a lovely movie. We hold hands, eat
cookies, candy and some maple flavored walnuts that my youngest daughter
had left behind. They ‘roasted up’ in the microwave, tasting quite yummy
while warm. We ‘pause’ the movie to either make instant coffee or to use
the bathroom. I think that I will always drink coffee, since evidently,
she has lived to 85 and other than needing to use the restroom frequently,
no dangerous side effects!
On Saturday, my artist brother, who had been enjoying a night out
at a place that pays him to paint logos, make tables, along with
clouds and headhunters for either “Fat Head’s Brewery” or “Fat Head’s
Restaurant.” We have eaten their numerous times. Even my good guy
friend, Bill has been up to witness the wall designs and murals.
Last Autumn, I wrote after our going to a gallery opening with some of
Randy’s artwork, we and others went to see the actual brewery. They win
awards for their homemade brews, located in Cleveland and Pittsburg.
Randy will be heading West to Oregon, sometime in the near future, for
a new Fat Head’s Restaurant.
Randy bought Mom’s and my prime rib dinners at a railroad station
restaurant, which while we were in high school was called the “Cahoon
It is located on Cahoon Road, in Westlake, Ohio. It is less than a mile
from our home on the other side of the tracks, where we lived in during
our middle and high school years in Bay Village, Ohio. It is now called,
“The Whistle Stop.” We admired the different antique photographs of trains
and memorabilia along with a brass spittoon on a shelf.
Eating out is a different way to celebrate holidays, than our family
used to in the past. We made adjustments and changes once Mom’s ‘home
base’ was moved into the Senior Apts. In the ‘old days,’ I would drive
up from Delaware, when the children were small and Dad would take over
watching them once we got inside the door of their lake cottage.
Mom and I would head to the grocery store in Vermilion, immediately
upon our arrival.
Our ‘job’ was getting a bunch of food to cook. We would have ‘the boys’
use the gas grill, in all kinds of weather, on the covered porch, a
‘carport,’ but never was used for that.
There were always two picnic tables end to end, lined up and some chairs
positioned around the edges. If it were snowing, one of my brothers, or
while my Dad was alive, wearing ear muffs and armed with the barbecue
equipment, would grill steaks, chops or chicken out there, while Mom
and I would make the side dishes.
Onward to Easter Sunday!
This is getting too long and filled with a mixture of nostalgia and
too many details!
I got Mom’s and my breakfast, we ate it with a little bit of
lingering, knowing that our time was going to be cut short. She
always understands I need to get back to see my grandchildren. Mom
had thought of them last year, after Easter, buying gifts at super
discounted prices. I reassured her, not to worry. They remember her,
some had been here for Thanksgiving and others over last summer.
We have a wedding celebration of my niece, which will be held out at
the lake side cottage.
I had found, in the back of the closet, a packed box of Easter glitter
globes, some with bunnies inside, others with chicks and one smaller
one had Tweety bird in it. I was surprised that she had this one
labeled for Skyler, age 9.
The Official Family Easter Egg Hunt in Delaware with the ‘real’
Easter Bunny’s choices of goodies was held while Nana (otherwise
known as Robin, to you) was out of town. The breakfast and fun time
dying eggs was also completed. (Usually done the day before,
but this time, just in time to crack colored eggs and make deviled
eggs for company.)
I arrived to a sunny and warm, outdoorsy scene with children taking
turns jumping on the trampoline. Others were playing on the swing and
gym set. They were all stopping to run in the house, to receive their
gifts from Great Grammie O. and then, to keep their eyes glued on
something other than the windows, while Nana hid her eggs. I specialize
in putting dollar bills in the green eggs, little wrapped chocolates
in the other colored eggs, along with an occasional quarter or
dime in the yellow eggs. I also gave each a stuffed animal that
was chosen over the course of the year, not all bunnies and
When all the eggs were found, we went inside to eat a delicious
orange, honey glazed ham. My son made the ham and glaze, mashed
potatoes and green bean casserole. My daughter in law made the 3-cheese
macaroni casserole, chocolate cupcakes with chocolate frosting and
the deviled eggs.
Yesterday, after I posted my story, I went over to give Micah and
Skyler their gifts from Mom and me. Micah had generously told me
that he “would wait on brother” to open them, since Sky was at
his Dad’s house, while Micah was with his Mom and Dad at my son’s
house. He participated in the egg hunt, meal and trampoline so it
was not a ‘big sacrifice!’
Skyler showed me an amazing gift that the Easter Bunny had given
him at his mother’s house. My daughter, being an artist, had chosen
or suggested to that Bunny, this would be a good year for the two
boys to receive drawing or sketch pads. Sky proceeded last night to
have me sit on his front porch within an arm’s length of him. He
drew a picture of me, with my work shirt on, my worn face none the
worse for wear. He drew in my wrinkles and lines around my mouth, a
good and fairly accurate drawing of me. I was pleased with my oval
shaped head, my neck and eyebrows looked very good. I drew him,
in turn, using a different page, while Micah blew soap bubbles
upon our heads.
We had a lovely and simple, quiet time.
When I got ready to leave, both boys declared they love me, which
is always a happy ending of any holiday! They also pronounced next
Saturday, to be an “overnight with Nana” event. Mom and Micah’s
Dad, Sky’s Stepdad, agreed!