Monday, February 28, 2011

Vacation from blogging is over!

Just can't wait to share photos and good times from my vacation but first I have to get caught up and back in the swing of things.

Tomorrow I'm excited to begin teaching a class for fellow teachers entitled "Math Through Knitting". Before I left two weeks ago, I wrote a reminder to all teachers taking the class, however, today when one of the gals came to me, so excited and wanting to show me her supplies, it was replaced by a shocked look on her face when I said, "Oh, does that start tomorrow?" I must admit I am still "hanging loose"! Tonight I have had to pull everything together, E Zimmerman books, different needles and yarns to share, a sample of their beginning project, yada yada. Thank goodness I had the class all planned and the handouts ready to go!

One BIG surprise upon my return was this email:
Good morning.
I am a member of the Addison (VT) Historical Society, and
live in home constructed by Dr. Prentiss Dana Cheney here 
in Addison in 1833.  You may know that Dr. Cheney was a 
physician here in Addison.  Dr. Cheney's life and home is 
the subject of the Historical Society's February 
Any information you can provide would be appreciated.  I 
have included a recent photo for your curiosity. 
Do you have any information about Dr. Cheney's role, if any, 
in the War of 1812.  I have found some references to his 
having fought at the battle of Plattsburgh aka Lake 
Champlain, but no confirmation from federal military 
The good DR. was my Great-great-great-grandfather! I 
NEVER imagined that his home would still be standing. WOW! 
I think a trip is in order!

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Ahhh! Grandma/ all becomes clear.

The Tiger Thanksgiving 2010
Ever since The Tiger started to talk he's been confused just what to call Hubby and I. He knows we're Grandpa or Grandma but can't seem to get the name attached to the correct person.  Or so I thought...
  The Grandma Test
     I walked down by the Lake to the swing with my Grandson, Ian.  He picked up something off of the ground and started to put it in his mouth. I took the item away from him and asked him not to do that. 
     "Why?" my Grandson asked. 
     "Because it's been on the ground; you don't know where it's been, it's dirty, and probably has germs," I replied. 
     At this point, my Grandson looked at me with total admiration and asked, "Grandma, how do you know all this stuff??  You are so smart." 
     I was thinking quickly and said to him,  "All Grandmas know stuff.  It's on the Grandma Test. You have to know it, or they don't let you be a Grandma."
     We swung in silence for 2 or 3 minutes, but he was evidently pondering this new information.
     "Oh....I get it!"  he beamed,  "So if you don't pass the test, you have to be the Grandpa." 
     "Exactly," I replied with a big smile on my face.