My kids are so great. First my son gets me tickets to the McCain/Palin rally and then this morning my married daughter Deb called from Thailand to tell me I'M GOING TO BE A GRANDMA!!!!
I texted my brother this afternoon and he replied, "Yeah, it's all the buzz!"
How did HE know?
Then I texted my sister-in-law (his wife) and she replied, "Kate (her daughter) called me at lunchtime to say she read it on facebook!"
Dang technology steals my thunder every time.
Deb says she feels good and is dying for pickles. She says it started before they left for Thailand, long before she had any inkling she was pregnant. She would come home from work at night and eat a bowl of them (??!!). So now they're in MaeSot, in the middle of nowhere, with not a pickle to be found. Apparently Thai folks don't eat them, nor do they know what they are. Their missionary buddy is searching high and low in Bangkok for some kind of vinegar-preserved vegetable that will pass for a pickle. He offered to bring ice cream, too.
Then I went and bought tires, a lower control arm, and a front-end alignment for my Honda and the sting of paying $850 was substantially reduced by the knowledge that I'M GOING TO BE A GRANDMA!!!
Did I mention the baby clothes? And the adorable teddy bears? And the quilt I'm already planning? And that I'M GOING TO BE A GRANDMA?????
Ok, I'm done. But only for a little while. GRAMMY will be back tomorrow!
Be thankful ~