Bodacious Boomer

If this doesn’t make you smile, you’d better check and see if you’ve still got a heart.

Instructions for properly hugging a baby:

1. First, spot a baby.

2. Second, be sure that the object you spotted was indeed a baby by employing classic sniffing techniques. If you smell baby powder and the wonderful aroma of wet diapers this is indeed a baby.

3. Next you will need to make sure the baby is positioned properly before actually beginning the hugging process. Very gently smooth baby into the right position being very careful not to squash it. Now add just a little slobber to the babe.

**Note: The added slobber should help in future steps by making the “paw slide” easier.

4. The “paw slide”.
Simply slide paws around baby and prepare for possible close-up.

5. Finally, if a camera is present, you will need to execute the difficult and patented “hug, smile, and lean” to achieve the best photo quality.

You know, I just had a thought and started to call my mom. Can’t do that anymore. I don’t mean to sound flippant. But it’s been almost 30 years since I’d lost anyone, thank God. I remember after my dad died in his bed, it took a long time before I didn’t expect to see him sitting at the table in their breakfast room every time I came to their house. My SIL, Susan called me a little while ago. We were discussing the service. It’s going to be at the funeral home (not my first choice). We’re going to play big band music from the 40′s- Lenny Goodman, I think. That was her favorite. Rosie called this morning. She suggested we put a small bottle of Jim Beam with Mom. I told her it was a good idea. Then Mom could be with the two men she loved most. (My mom was a raging alcoholic for 40 years, only getting truly sober the last three years of the life). When our kids were young they the smell of alcohol was regular “Grandma” smell.

I said if the service could be on Saturday, we could all come in costume. I think she’d like that. I just spoke to Amanda. She said we should have mini Snickers bars, (Mom’s favorite). We could all take 1 bite, then leave them around- just like she did.  I’m going to Evelyn’s today to silk screen some aprons for her church. (I need to get out of the house, and if I break down there, it’s OK). Doug’s going to work on some tables for Einstein’s. I’ve just decided that I’m taking Little Bit, Gizmo and Daisy to her service. She loved them and would want them there. I think I’ll be OK at her service. We’re going to keep it upbeat. I may even buy a bra, stuff it and have it there. She really missed her boobs.

Anyway, I know in my heart that she’s OK so I will be too. I’m going to work very hard to put myself on a happy path. Tomorrow, for sure, a happy posting. Thanks to everybody for hanging in there with me and all your prayers.