"These happy golden years are passing by, these happy golden years." Laura Ingalls Wilder

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Yes, 'Tis Me

Just imagine: Floppy hat with chin strap, long sleeved white linen blouse, bike shorts, white gloves, white socks and white oxford tennis shoes. Scent of sunscreen lotion ... and don't forget the sunglasses. What you might see me sporting while riding my bike around the lake this summer. Gosh, I'm turning into one of those delicate ladies that hides from the sun while out in the sun. I'm turning into my grandmother. Wait a minute. I am Jacob's grandmother. Oh joy!


Jim said...

'just imagine'

Terry said...

Oh joy for sure Mrs. Mac to be Jacob's grandmamma
How rich can one lady get? You have the Gift and Jacob and three other great kids and one outlaw[your son-in-law..Ha!]
It is too bad that you are suffering with the heat. Too bad we couldn't can a bunch of it for the cold winter...
That Mr. Jim is a man of few words! He must have his mouth stuffed with sardine sandwiches!!

Take care now...Love Terry

Maggie Ann said...

It sounds delightful..