Oma Dor here,
...Christmas?? Oh, yes, the ads are on TV, the houses are starting their competition for best lit, half-lit, and lit-wit. I admit I love taking an evening ride a week or two before the BiG DaY, a little snow cover but clear roads, clear black sky with diamonds cut from the sun gleaming their own homage to us on Earth. I do get sentimental and love so many of the traditions of my childhood and young Motherhood.
I am a Grandmother with grown-up kids with their own babes to make the
BiG DaY however they please. My Gar and I are still flopping around from
year to year, Christmas tree? No tree. Lights? Too cold. Deco? Tossed
it when the racoons shat upon it. Was it their form of sarcasm or just
more comfy than in the woods?
Ugh, Raccoons!!!!I lost so many treasures because of them. I had decorations my kids made in grammar school, my
favorite being Mykel's kindergarten or first grade Styrofoam gas station
he made for the town for the Nativity scene. It just was so precious,
although it embarrasses him every time he sees it. I think of those on
the Coast of NY, NJ, Staten Island who lost everything during hurricane
Sandy last month and I can move on, grateful for what I DO have,
wonderful memories and a husband who never minds taking out the trash even the kind from raccoons.
My
Blue Jay visitor wonders why we haven't provided winter feed for him
yet. We will. There is so much to do and it is out of my reach and G. is
at his Pa's in Fla. for a few days. I am hibernating for a few days,
and I am warm, cozy and never, ever a dull moment of 'what should I
do'. There are a billion things that NEED doing but hey, I'm alone for a
few days so what is the rush? I'll haul butt the day before my
One-and-Always returns. Then, I'll tell him to put up the bird feeder after many kisses and welcome home hugs.
Whaz
up? TV is so boring and the same ole same ole, especially with the BiG
DaY in 6 weeks. We haven't even choked down turkey yet.
To satisfy the ever-present art-craft urge,
I've been printing out and constructing articulated dolls. I have a few
on the wall and I change their arms or leg positions every so often. It
is a fun hobby but I have that American Guilt still running through my
64 year old veins. What good is it? More junk to move with or toss. I
have no grand kid interested in this type of stuff, nor do I live close
enough to any of them to create one. They are all very artistic,
creative children from all three families. I can tell Eko, Leo and
Desmond will be, too, like their big cousins, Sophie, Kai, Alex and
Rowan. Give them a few years.
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Wait! I have an idea. I'll make my own Big Day Greeting Articulated
card. Isn't that a cool word? Articulated. It means those creepy,
moveable paper dolls with little brads joining the limbs that can then
move in all wild ways. Some are to color. Some come just ready to print
and cut out. On Etsy, fully made articulated dolls can be bought from
anywhere between 7 and 30 dollars. It is time consuming and you need a
steady hand, good eyes, good light and a small, sharp scissor to cut
them out properly. I have a hole puncher that makes itty bitty size
holes. I was amazed a tiny box of brads at Michael's Crafts cost $3.00. I
got two, the most exspensive part of the project so far. The store had
over 50 different kinds, colors, sizes and shapes of brads, mostly for
scrapbooks I assume. I was happy to find them.
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| Eko in his costume made by his Mama. |
Okay. I will use my G-energy (G for Granny to would that be
Grannergy??)
to make cards so I won't sit around feeling guilty because I can't make
toys and sweaters, p-j's, quilts, socks and hats for my little family
members this year. I hope by next year Western Medicine will be finished
tweaking me back into a workable, energized White, Gold, Violet Love from,
Oma
Here are a few photos from the last year or so.
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| Sophia Ruvola turns 8 |
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| Eko Harmon-Fee ascends to his feet! |
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| Ever try to get all the grand kids together on a 98 degree summer day? Oma holding Eko and adorable Sophia with little Leo who she nic-named 'Little Red-Red". |
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| Kai following in his Dad's footsteps. |
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| Eko takes a step and another and another.... |
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| My California grandson, Kai Ruvola, is getting tall. |
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| A squirmy little Desmond just makes it. Eko, Kai, Desmond, Sophia, and Leo. July 2012 |
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| Leonardo's first birthday with big sister, Rowan, big brother Alex, and brother 'squirmy' Des. June 2012. It was a circus theme and Lisa made a great tent cake. |
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| Kai Luca Ruvola on his Hawaii vacation 2012 |
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| Kai's artwork is excellent. I want that crocodile! |
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| Creative girl, Sophia Cayenne Ruvola, makes a pinata. She's got it! |
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| Big cousins Kai and Sophie showing Eko how to enjoy the water. |
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| Grandpa Gary with happy Leo, and (squirmy) Desmond. |
I am a Grandmother with grown-up kids with their own babes to make the
BiG DaY however they please. My Gar and I are still flopping around from
year to year, Christmas tree? No tree. Lights? Too cold. Deco? Tossed
it when the racoons shat upon it. Was it their form of sarcasm or just
more comfy than in the woods? 
Wait! I have an idea. I'll make my own Big Day Greeting Articulated
card. Isn't that a cool word? Articulated. It means those creepy,
moveable paper dolls with little brads joining the limbs that can then
move in all wild ways. Some are to color. Some come just ready to print
and cut out. On Etsy, fully made articulated dolls can be bought from
anywhere between 7 and 30 dollars. It is time consuming and you need a
steady hand, good eyes, good light and a small, sharp scissor to cut
them out properly. I have a hole puncher that makes itty bitty size
holes. I was amazed a tiny box of brads at Michael's Crafts cost $3.00. I
got two, the most exspensive part of the project so far. The store had
over 50 different kinds, colors, sizes and shapes of brads, mostly for
scrapbooks I assume. I was happy to find them.
