Friday, September 07, 2012
Ah Gilda, You Were So Wise
Ah Gilda, How Wise You Were
The older I get, the more I realize how wise the late Gilda
Radner was-really. “It’s always
something,” was her favorite line.
While the acclaimed comedienne was talking about her cancer
journey-it applies to all parts of our lives.
As anyone of you who read my blog last week know, I went to
our soon to be new home state to enjoy some time with the grandkids while their
parents went to Las Vegas for the holiday weekend.
It started out pretty good.
Plane took off on time, landed a few minutes early, the luggage came off
the carousel in one piece and there were several good Samaritans who helped me
with the carry-on, since I have a bad left hand and an even worse right
shoulder. Yes, I believe there’s some
strange curse following me about my body.
Our son picked me up and we did a “drive-by” hello to our
daughter, then-it was on to meet our realtor.
Oh-the-fun. I know
I’ve mentioned how I HATE shopping-well, house-hunting falls into that
Sigh. Six houses and
I actually liked the last one. Oh yes,
it had its drawbacks (I don’t care what you call it-CULTURED MARBLE COUNTERS
AND TUB SURROUNDS ARE NOT AN UPGRADE), but trust me when I say that THIS floor
plan was possibly the only one in this part of Phoenix that actually had enough
counter space for our 3 coffee pots, my kitchenaid Mixmaster and our canister
set and still had some workable counter space.
Plus-it had 8 drawers. That’s 5
more than all the other homes I saw did (and 3 less than my present one)!
Also, it was an open plan with actual light coming in the
Neither my husband or I want to go back to the “standard” bathroom now
that we’ve had a taste of “model home perfect” items, my husband wasn’t
thrilled that the house was 13 (he wanted a newer home with all the new home
money saving stuff) and I’m not too sure about the splash pool.
I sent him the link.
He saw what I meant. I told him
the “high end new home” he said I’d love-I didn’t love it or the 2-1/2 drawer,
no counter space kitchen. Plus I also
didn’t love the Formica counter tops and the completely cheap plastic tubs and
Okay, enough of this part of the trip.
On to the really “fun” times. On Friday, Aidan and I had a day together
while Dylan went to kindergarten. Our
darling Dyl has already been in trouble 3 times for talking too much. You can’t see me, but I’m laughing.
It’s not that we did anything special, but it was nice to
have the one-on-one time. We picked up
Dyl, who did not get in trouble again (He saved that for Tuesday) and headed to
the splash pad.
My thought was that they could play, get wet and enjoy some
fun now that the day was only a mere 103.
Well that plan fell through, big time!
Aidan slipped on the whale that spit out water and cracked
his chin! He ran over and blood was
going everywhere. Just the way all good
“head” wounds do. Thankfully I had asked
for the medical insurance card and directions to the local urgicenter before my
Three hours and 20 minutes later-we finally left the
facility with 3 stitches in little Aidan’s chin.
The boys were so well behaved that I broke my “no fast food”
rule (hey, they were angels and it was just about 7:30, we deserved some junk)
and asked the “patient” where he’d like to go to eat. “Wendy’s grandma, it’s awesome there.” That’s Aidan’s latest favorite word.
Dyl wasn’t very happy until I told him that I was
super-proud of him too and I’d let them both have junior frosties.
The rest of the weekend was pretty much spent watching some
of the most obnoxious kids Blu-ray discs in the world. The doctor said I should keep Aidan quiet and
sweat free. Luckily Uncle Adam and
Auntie Sam came over with the pups for dinner.
The next morning we met up with them at the local bagel place for
Then to finish off my action packed and exciting week-my
plane left 50 minutes late and I literally hit the ground running with
deadlines, doctors and house-selling fun.
See-Gilda Radner really did say it best when she said, “It’s