Adventures Of A Fluffy, White “Blankie”

There once was a beautiful, soft, fluffy, snow white blanket.

It was given to a baby, just 2 months old.

The baby gave the blanket so much love.

Baby held it close to her.

Baby loved to softly caress and sniff her blanket.

Baby kept her blanket by her side every moment of the day and night.

Soon Baby gave the beautiful blanket a name…Blankie.

 

One day, Mommy took the Baby shopping.  

Of course, Blankie came along as well.

While Mommy shopped, Baby fell asleep in her stroller.

Mommy continued walking throughout the big store, never noticing that Blankie had fallen out of the stroller.

After visiting a few other stores, Mommy returned to the car, only to find that Blankie was missing!

Baby (who was now 6 months old), was still asleep and did not notice that Blankie was missing.

Mommy re-traced her steps, throughout the stores, but never found Blankie.

When Baby awakened in the car, the first thing she asked for was, “Blankie?”

Mommy (heart breaking), pretended not to hear Baby but hurried back home to pick up her older daughter, Missy, who would help find Baby a new, fluffy, white blanket.

Both Mommy, Missy, and Baby drove to various stores in search of an identical blanket.

After driving to 3 different stores, an identical blanket was finally found!

 Mommy silently opened the package and gave the new blanket to the Baby, hoping Baby would not notice it was different.

“BLANKIE!”, baby shouted!

 

A grateful Mommy, Missy, and Baby returned home!

 

When Baby was a bit older, Blankie (#2), fell out of the car as Mommy and Baby were going to work.

Again, Mommy failed to notice that Blankie was not in the stroller.

When the lady at the day care called to ask if Mommy had Blankie, of course, Mommy’s heart broke again.

Mommy hurried out to retrace her steps, to find Blankie.

Blankie was not there.

Mommy began to think that it may be time to let go of Blankie, and simply remember it as a former best blanket.

About 1 hour after giving up the search, Mommy got a call from the front office.

Someone had found a “white” blanket in the parking lot.

They all remembered that Baby had a blanket just like that one and wanted to know if it belonged to her!

Blankie had returned again!

When Baby was about 14 months, the family went on a long road trip.

The first stop was at a Holiday Inn, in Louisiana.

Baby and Blankie slept together in a crib that night.

When the family was getting ready to leave that morning, Blankie was hiding among all the white sheets on the bed.

Rushed and in a hurry, the family left and did not notice Blankie was missing–again!

As the family was leaving the State of Louisiana, Baby began calling for Blankie.

After a search of the car, the family realized that Blankie may have stayed behind in the hotel.

Mommy called the Holiday Inn and asked if a white blanket had been found in room 234.

After several transfers, the Housekeeping Department came on the line.

They had Mommy describe the blanket.

The woman in Housekeeping said, “Yes, we found your blanket on the bed.  We will hold it for you until you come back through.”

Mommy told Baby that Blankie liked the hotel so much, it decided to wait for her there.

Although not too happy about not having Blankie, Baby was happy knowing that we would be picking it up on the way home.

And so we did.  

Many years later, Blankie is still with “Baby”(who is no longer a baby).

Blankie is no longer a fluffy, white blanket.

It is gray, tattered and torn.

It is, however, and always will be, loved and treasured by “Baby”, and her whole family.

©Cecilia Buckner,  JustUsGirls213.com

 

 

What? No more school supplies?

My daughter’s preparing to enter her final semester at college.  Although we are anticipating her graduation with excitement, it is also a bittersweet time of life.
Gone are the “first day of school photos”, long gone are the “meet the teacher” events, and gone are the back to school shopping days.
This morning we went out together to shop for school supplies.   As we walked along aisles filled with school supplies, I was taken back to seeing her as a little girl eagerly looking at all the “cool” stuff for school.  I remember her eyes lighting up when looking through the shiny covers on spiral notebooks, or the big box of crayons with the sharpener on the back of the box!

Instead, today she is very specific in her selections—a 3 count package of black pens, a planner, and 4 plain spiral notebooks (one per class).  Sorry, but what fun is that?  She walked right past all the cute, colorful erasers, the boxes of markers, and the boxes of 24 count crayons!  Not even the zippered pencil cases got too much attention!

This is it! School supply shopping takes on a whole new look when it’s your last semester of school!
In order to help me deal with all of this, I found and purchased a super colorful notebook and pencils with “Xtra Sparkle”!
I made sure my pencils were extra sparkly!
I have no idea what I will do when she begins a “big girl job” and doesn’t even talk about school supplies any longer!  Lord, help me!

Making A Memory Real

We live in a world where we feel the need to document or record every moment of our life.  When we go on vacation, the need to record everything we do and see is increased even more.
As we were walking along the Niagara Falls, White Water Boardwalk I was continually taking pictures of the waves, the colors, the leaves, yes, even the boardwalk itself!  It was as if I had to document every sight so that I could go home and put it all in a scrapbook or photo album to view in the future.
Of course, I did stop a few times to just let it soak into my memory, but I will admit that those stops were few and far between.
As the walk was ending, after taking more photos at the end of the walkway, I came to the top of the steps and looked down at the water.  My gaze came upon a group of people standing on the bottom deck, looking out to the river.  They were a family of Amish people who seemed to be oblivious to all the tourists (myself included).  
I watched this family of 6, expecting them to be splashed by the water moving against the rocks nearby.  Then I suddenly realized something.  Not one of them was holding a phone or a camera. Not one of them was writing on paper or drawing pictures of what they were seeing.  All they were doing was simply looking at the water, the plants, the gorge, the movement and dance of the waves.  They stopped a few times and spoke with the family member who stood beside them and pointed at something they had noticed.  Something that perhaps had touched their heart or something that had caught their interest.
I’m certain that this family will long remember this experience a great deal more vividly than all of us who were so busy taking photos and trying our best to be as creative in our compositions as possible.
I learned a lesson that moment.  Contemplating and truly feeling the world around me is much more important than trying to get that perfect shot.  Taking it all in is part of the process which makes a memory become real in our hearts and mind.

Thanks Are In Order

16 days

….the number of days we’ve enjoyed traveling to and within Canada.  We have seen and experienced so many wonderful sights, foods, and people!  Everyone in this beautiful part of the world has been a joy to be with as we shared new experiences together.

We owe a huge thank you to our wonderful hosts Shiela and Chris from Ancaster, Ontario.  They were fantastic travel partners and proudly shared so many stories about their country.

We’d also like to thank @Amtrak whose staff and trains (#TexasEagle, #LakeShoreLimited, #MapleLeaf) got us across six States, into Canada and back–safe and sound.  We are already planning our next adventure with @Amtrak

A few pics of our adventure!

The Places

The Train and Stations

The Sights

The Flowers

And the Food…oh, the Food!

Goodbye! Montreal–Hello! Toronto

It almost hurts to say goodbye to this lovely city.  Montreal has introduced us to friendly people, delicious foods, breathtaking sights, and plenty of cultural experiences.  We will miss you Montreal…thank you for the wonderful memories!

Sadly, it is time for us to continue on our journey.  We leave our lovely hotel, have our last espresso, and get on the cab to our next train!

Prior to leaving Montreal, we stopped for dinner at a place which reminded us so much of HOME!

Back at the Montreal Union Station, we find the line for boarding–luckily only a short wait.  The train to Toronto is of significantly better quality than our previous VIA Rail train, but still a bit lacking compared to Amtrak in the US.  The seats on this train were reveresed so I was forced to sit facing the opposite direction as we traveled.  This always makes me a bit dizzy so I had to keep the curtain closed most of the ride.  This explains the lack of pictures of the countryside.

Toronto is immensly different from Montreal.  It is a typical big city with its tall, shiny buildings, lots of traffic, lights, billboards, and your everyday big city stores.  We checked into our hotel The One King West Hotel, settled in and headed out to see some of the tourist sights nearby.

Downtown Toronto, Ontario