Confessions of a Grandma

We took a mini vacation and spent a few days in Jerusalem, Rhode Island, where Mike took maximum advantage of the fact that our brother-in-law finally (finally, after years of intense desire) has his own fishing boat. I forgot my camera and I did not take a laptop.  Jerusalem is a somewhat quiet beach area.  If you think of Newport when you think of Rhode Island, it is nothing like that.  It is a cozy, grey-shingled cottages sitting on the bluffs and fresh seafood.  Lots of fresh seafood—none of it caught by Mike. Unfair—he did catch some fish, but he threw them back.  He caught a black sea bass but they are not in season. We went to Spain, a restaurant in Narragansett.  Let me tell you, if you ever are in Rhode Island, do not miss it.  Every detail of the service was attended to and the food was excellent. Back at home, my sister went into the hospital for surgery yesterday, a hysterectomy.  I went for a brief visit last night.  Ev...

Today is my daughter's birthday.  It is so hard to believe how fast time goes by.  She's 37.  Her daughter started fourth grade three days ago.  Good grief, I still remember my first day of fourth grade (1957) because we had just moved to Vermont, but my own birthdays kind of stopped after number 36.  Now that both of my children are older than I am, it must be time to revise my age in my head. Our trip to the Rhode Island beach was a fun time.  The weather was iffy, but the food was great and the company even better.  Now Mike wants to fit in another camping trip this week and we have a family reunion (his mother's side) next weekend.   I want to take a trip to see my daughter and grand kids over the weekend.  I have a lunch date, a hair cut appointment and my writers' group on Monday, so that means camping on Tuesday, get back on Thursday and pack for a trip to Connecticut on Friday.  It kind of feels like the ending of summer--...