Tuesday Afternoon

There is this old Moody Blues tune I have always loved, "Tuesday Afternoon" and I hear it all the time now on a commercial. Well, that little ditty is floating through my mind as I reflect on last Tuesday's visit to Lake Claiborne, LA.

Josh, Jim and I have been blessed to get to know a lot of special people since moving to Louisiana and one such person is Miss Yvonne. We met her about nineteen years ago when she was our Sunday school teacher. Her warm hospitable southern charm and her love for Jesus won us over right away. She always knew/knows just the right scripture to comfort, instruct, yes and even rebuke when needed.

Her KJV Bible, which was well worn twenty years ago, still sits right next to her chair and is within easy reach whenever she needs it...and she does need it for so many things. She uses it as a weapon against the devil's attempts to destroy her faith, or when she is praying and needs just the right scripture to speak to the Father, or when she needs comforting or to give comfort. There have been many times when she goes to her Bible looking for answers and instruction. She knows her way around it so skillfully it makes me ashamed of myself. Each year she reads through it and each year she finds gems of truth she has never noticed before.

Miss Yvonne has a lot of talents and one is crocheting. She made a beautiful afghan for Josh and Randi when they got married four years ago and also made one for Jim and I ....just because. She made a beautiful little blue one for our newest grand, Frazier James. They are always perfect and we love to cuddle up under them when the damp, cold Louisiana winters roll round. She has a couple she's made from LSU colors if you are interested in making a purchase. Her prices can't be beat.

We hadn't been to see her in a while so we called and she said, "comeon" and she promised a tasty lunch. We (Jim, Sophie and I ) left when it was pouring rain and headed for the lake. I thought it might be crazy, but I knew she would be praying for us to have a safe trip and knew it would be ok....and it was. When we arrived about 12:30 it had just stopped raining. After our delicious lunch of cabbage and sausage soup, cantaloupe, tomatoes, hot water corn bread, sweet tea and fig cake with home made whipped cream, we made it out onto her porch. The porch faces the lake and the temp had dropped and there was a steady breeze.

We sat there and talked about every topic imaginable. She shared with us a book she was reading and loving and read a couple chapters aloud. We never run out of conversation on Mrs. Yvonne's porch and time seems to stop.

Looking at our watches for the first time since we got there we were shocked to see it was nearly 6 PM! Sadly we needed to get going. Sophie who harbors ill will toward all cats spent the afternoon watching Lukey on the back of Miss Yvonne's chair and finally decided she was never going to get off that dang chair and we might as well head home to where her dinner bowl was waiting to be filled.

We packed up her dog toys, water bowl, and blanket...haha it is worse than having a baby...and we said our goodbyes. Our tummys were still full, but our hearts and spirits were even fuller for having been there. It was just a lovely Tuesday afternoon! Thank you, Miss Yvonne!

Up Close and Personal

Frazier James Anderson at 10 days old. Isn't he a cutie? We've all spent a lot of time trying to figure out who he looks like, but I have decided he will look like himself and isn't that always the way it works? Rarely does someone else end up look just like another person. He is unique and special.

He looks a bit young to be a Frazier, but we can still call him Soda sometimes until he grows into Frazier. He will be a baby for a very short time and Frazier will make for a great toddler name.

He is getting over his jaundice and practicing being the perfect baby. He even sleeps four or five hours at night. That is amazing to Jim and I as Josh slept about five hours for the first time at four months. ( I remember things like that!) Words don't inhance these pictures too much, so I will keep them at a minimum. Hard for a new Gabby. (Jim is calling me Gabby, instead of Grammie because that is what they wrote on the side of my Chai Latte cup at Starbucks on Sat. right before we got to their house.) It just might stick....we shall see.

Ahhhh...... nothing sweeter than this! We used to watch TV but now we sit and watch Frazier sleep.

Grampa Jim and Grammie Deb sure were glad to get our hands on that sweet little boy!

This is me holding Frazier on Sunday morning. We had some bonding time, just us two. He just looked at me trying to figure out who this new lady was. What you can't see is that our fur kid, Sophie, is laying by my feet. I was somewhat concerned she may want to sit on my lap while I was holding Frazier, but she was happy just to stay down at my feet. I think she was a little unsure exactly what was in my lap and decided she would be cautious and stay back. Dogs are alway a variable we can't predict, but I am so happy to report both Gatsby and Sophie seem to take our new addition to the family in stride.

Gatsby is a bit of a guard dog. He was right there when I changed Frazier making sure I wasn't doing anything I shouldn't. They truly are a sweet little family of four.

Randi continues to have that new mother glow. We saw it when we went in her room right after he was born.

Josh is a natural with Frazier. I really did expect for him to do well. Josh has always been a sweet and tender guy and being a father fits his personality well, plus I knew if he treated Frazier half as well as he treats Gatsby it would be nothing but net! (I don't even watch basketball...so where did that come from?! )

This motherhood gig just seems like old hat to Randi. She has slipped from "mother to be" into it without even a hiccup. (Speaking of which, Frazier has a lot of hiccups and that is one way he really reminds me of his Daddy when he was a babe.)

Welcome, Frazier James

We are so thrilled that Frazier James is finally here. The labor went very well and didn't last too long....although that is relative. Twelve hours in labor is no small feat especially with the dreaded pitosin used for the induction. One-two hours of labor vs. twelve would have been preferable, but it was much better than twenty or I have even head thirty! Regardless this is twelve hours Randi nor Josh will ever forget....but twelve hours well spent which yielded a great prize.

All this brings back feelings and memories which have not surfaced in quite sometime. It is amazing to me the fierce love which takes hold of a new parent. I remember thinking if anyone ever tried to do anything to Josh.....well, I would feel sorry for that person because I could muster the strength to knock them out!!! hahaha Well, I am not so strong, but with the adrenaline of a new Mom who knows, I might have been able to lift a car if I had to do so.

Now comes the fun....I can't seem to think of much else and have spent the day wondering what they are doing and how their little doggie, Gatsby, is doing with his new "sibling". Josh said they had Frazier on the floor in his little seat in the sunshine as he is a bit jaundiced. Frazier was asleep.....so Gatsby snuck up on this new tiny human to check him out Frazier suddenly spazzed and threw out an arm or leg and sent Gatsby running for cover. That makes me laugh just to imagine it. It will be a big adjustment for their fur kid, but I think he can adjust. There is enough love floating around so Gatsby won't feel left out.

There is no fear in my heart for this little boy. Frazier is in very capable hands. These parents won't always know what to do, but I know they will find out or figure out the right thing to do and Frazier will be safe and cared for extremely well. They will take care of his physical needs and they will be concerned with his mental and spiritual development as well. Will I pray? Yes, I will be praying, but I know they are too and that is another reason why I am not worried a bit.

I will send you to Randi's blog for some great pics and her wonderful writing. http://www.obladida.blogspot.com/ She will probably be updating if you are interested in watching Frazier grow.

It's TIME!

Oh my gosh....today is the day!!! Frazier James Anderson will be born today.....I am so anxious about this I can't sleep. Here is a picture of his Mama, Randi. Looks like she is ready to GOOOO! Say a prayer for Randi. It would be great if labor was fast and easy.

Coffee - 1930's style....or somewhere around there.

For a while I have wanted to make my coffee taste better......I kept seeing this sorta oily film on my coffee and even with cleaning out the coffee maker with vinegar, it still didn't taste "up to snuff". I was talking to a friend about how she made her coffee one cup at at time with a dripolator. It was a little metal pot with perferorated holes on the bottom. She held this cup sized pot over her coffee mug and poured boiling water through it and she said it was the best coffee ever! Hmm...she had my attention. She didn't call it a "dripolator", but I knew there had to be a name for this process....so I went to my trusty computer and looked on ebay. After trying variations on the word "drip" and "perc" .....I found them. Pictures of dripolators! I guess this is how folks made coffee before there were "percolators"....which is what I had in my dorm room or Mr. Coffee style drip coffee makers.

The water goes through faster on a dripolator and the attraction for me was the water never touches any plastic (or aluminum)....which I was afraid was (over time) leaching into the hot water which then became my coffee. I have been trying to avoid plastics for sometime when it dawned on me my coffee water had been sitting in plastic in our Mr. Coffee.

Okay, I have no proof there were tiny plastic molecules in my coffee, but hey.....if you can avoid even the thought of this plus get great tasting coffee .....why not!?

After surfing around on Ebay and finding dripolators as high as a $120....yikes, I found this one for $30. I thought it was cute and a deal to boot! I clicked on "buy it now" and bam in about three days it was here!!! Amazing....gotta love Ebay.

Here are the pics of how I make my coffee. Many of you will cringe because I probably don't make my coffee as strong as you would, but there are days when I ramp it up a bit and dump in another scoop. Generally I use two scoops (a scoop is 1/8 of a cup) or 1/4 cup of coffee.

I have been very happy with the taste of my dripolator coffee. I just warm it up in the microwave all through the day and it tastes freshly perked each cup! Sometimes I turn the burner on low and just let the pot sit on there....but if I want it to be fresh tasting I just use the microwave.

Take note of our new Bichon mug, compliments of Jim's sis, Darlene and her husband, Jim. (There can never be too many Jims in one family!) My Jim and I take turns with it....well, sorta. I seem to use it a bit more than he does, but then when I am in school he can use it every day if he wants.