A Suprise visit, Sort of...

Growing up, i didnt see my Grandpa too much- my family lived in Oregon and he lived in the Midwest. Once We moved to Georgia, things changed ;) He drives down to Florida every winter, and makes a little stop to see us. Last year was his first time here, but this year was his FIRST stop at our new house. We never really know when he'll come due to weather and roads. Last sunday,i got a call that he was 250 miles away- He stayed the night, was able to meet some of our neighbors and friends and we ate a yummy dinner together. We cant wait to see him again and treasure EVERY moment with him. I LOVE that the girls are able to see their great - grandpa.. and WISH they could see their other grandparents more often ( yes.. that's a guilt trip. You need to plan anther trip out, Mom and Dad!!)
Dinner with Great Grandpa - doesnt he look FANTASTIC for 80?!

Mini Me with her Great- Grandpa

Hurry up and come back, Great Grandpa!! XOXO

Observations i've made lately~

i'm getting into a routine-- which most of you know means GYM! Man, in Oregon i somewhat made myself presentable. But, here... even though i know NO ONE i put my face on and look ready for the day. The south is known for food, comfort food at that. All i've seen at this gym is beautiful people- - - why? why? WHY?!!!

Another observation- two gramps, and when i say gramps, i'm talking 60's + in SPANDEX shorts- the ONLY spandex that should be allowed is in Jeans to give some stretch, but not for people to wear shorts. Please, i beg of you - keep those at home and get some normal shorts.

Not only do i live across from the most BEAUTIFUL funeral home i've ever seen- (yes, there is such a thing. Beautifully manicured lawn with perfect flowers, HUGE clock in the lawn, and the BIGGEST building i've ever seen- i mean, if it was a house, it would be a mansion. )...BUT i found that i only live 2 minutes from the morgue!! RANDOM, i know.. is that morbid? No, i dont find it that way. But i have seen more funeral homes around here than i have ever seen.

My experience with people and drivers has been a good one- courteous.. UNTIL the other day. i was at a stop light at a dead stop. There was a driveway next to me that led to a restraunt, so i didnt block it. I proceeded to check my text messages. im not driving, so why not. I look in my rear view and see gramps ( maybe it was the spandex man?!) go around my car, barely missing my bumper and i think maybe he decided to make a left turn. Ooooooooh noooooo... he decided that he needed to be in FRONT of me! HUH? What on earth buddy?! i was only 2 car lengths behind the car in front of me to not block the driveway- that's whats in the drivers manual last time i checked. But,,,, maybe not in his, it was in the stone age. Then, as the light turns green, he motions for the man in the driveway to come out- so now HE looks like a super hero. My blood started to boil as i fight with my conscience saying Kat, you are representing Jesus, dont do anything he wouldnt aprove of. My bloods pumpin, blood pressure spikin... my human nature got the best of me. I gunned it and got really close to his bumper- it doesnt make sense, but in my mind, at that time, it DID. He decided to turn into Cracker Barrell- maybe to look for another pair of spandex shorts in their gift shop?- i gave a good lay on the horn-- made the human part of me feel better.

Yes, i still love it here- Dont we all have those days?! AS i look back its all so humerous- - -