Bragging Grandmothers

Once we found out my daughter and son-in-law were expecting their first child, my husband and I got so excited about becoming grandparents. Those of you who are grandparents know exactly what I mean.
Then, for a long time, we thought Cate would be an only child. That is when I noticed something.

Grandmas like to brag.

Why do I say that? Well, Virginia has personalized car license plates. Here's an example of one.

Now, you know me. I wouldn't have any trouble seeing the roads full of cars with Hokie license plates.

Instead, here are some examples of what I've seen, driving around Roanoke.

GMAOFTN

(First I thought this lady was often a grandma. Then

I realized she was actually a grandma of ten.)

GMA 2X

GM X9

(I hope all of you know I'm being silly. I'm just envious of all of them, although after February I could fight the second grandma for her license plate. That's when our second grandchild will be born.)

Do you have a personalized license plate?

Climbing a mountain

This is how I feel at the moment:

Look closely and you will see a person on the side of a huge mountain. My mountain is composed of vacation catch up, Christmas decorating, and family obligations.

Oh, and I almost forgot. Hanging over all that stuff is the possibility of jury duty. I've never had it in my 58 years, so I'm interested in serving. But it seriously complicates making appointments for Mom and my responsibilities to them. In hindsight, I probably should have begged hardship.

Did I mention that I'm also trying to read all the wonderful Christmas posts that I missed while I was away? That is seriously hindering taking care of the above mentioned duties/chores.

I hope to post something next week, whether it's pictures from my cruise to the Panama Canal (tempting you to come back, right?) or pictures of my decorating attempts.

Thanks to those of you who have contacted me about my absence. It really does mean a lot to me.