My Grandpup... and Back to Work

Now that my granddaughter (a gift from my daughter) is 12, it's time for another grandbaby--one from my son.

Unfortunately, my son and daughter-in-law's baby has breathing problems. (His face is all smooshed up.) He's malformed. (He has 4 legs instead of 2) And, he has a strange name (Dewey, named for my son's favorite pizza chain).

Google image

I had to snag this image from Google, because Dewey's too fast--he refuses to pose for a picture. But seriously, don't all pug puppies look alike? He's three months old, has puppy breath and those needle-sharp puppy teeth.

He really is cute (almost all puppies are cute--but there are a couple of breeds I would label "breathtaking"). This weekend there was a combination 30th birthday/graduation party for my son, and Dewey enjoyed some taste-treats outside of his normal dog food choices. I saw him eat a blueberry that had fallen onto the patio, and he drank something that could make him tipsy. (I looked down, and he had his whole head in the red Solo cup that belonged to the person next to me. Dewey was slurping away--for how long?--before he was caught, and the cup taken away.)

Today I'm back at work. I've had a week off, haven't vegged out too much, but am looking forward to the next month. (I'm working with teachers, and we're going to be writing and sharing for all of June.)

I'm also working on my manuscript. I'm revising, casting aside sections and reworking others.

What are your plans in June? Truly nosy people (like me) want to know.

 

The Reason Why I Occasionally Paint My Toenails...

         Pink is not a color I ever had in my wardrobe...That is, not until a few years ago.

         I never put nail polish on my toenails. Not until I got squeals of delight for doing it.

         My granddaughter---born almost five years ago---has changed my perspective. She makes me gush (and my friends swore I was un-gushable!). She reminds me of the importance of taking time to "play." And she reminds me--no matter what problems I face--I was successful at parenting, because she is proof that my kids ended up healthy and happy.

           And if you think you see a bit of "devilment" in her eyes, you're close.  There's definitely a sparkle in her eyes. She's so clever, she does not forget a thing (even years later) and is full of personality...She can even get me to dance (when it's just her and me) and yet---my gift to the human race---I refuse to dance in any other situation.

        What has happened to you---personally or professionally---that has changed your life?