do I suck or what?

Yes, yes, yes, I know it's been forever since I've updated, and I know you 3 homeless guys who hang at the library are pretty mad, but, hey, I'm lazy. You ought to know that by now; it's not like it's a big secret or anything.

Ah, but look what I've been up to...

Me and Patrick

Kenin and Waverly

Hunter (aka Uncle Peanut) and Paul

Kenin, Hunter and Paul

Waverly and Paul

Patrick, Paul and Kenin

Paul and Jena

Jena and Paul

Paul (Isn't he cute? He gets it from me. LOL)

Jena, Paul and Hunter

Sean

here he is!

Paul Anthony, meet the internet.

brand new Nana

At 7:54 pm CST on January 9, my grandson was born.  Paul Anthony weighs in at a healthy 8 lbs. 4 oz. and is 19" long.  According to his very tired mother, he's got a head full of dirty blond hair and big feet.  And having already seen a picture, this brand new Nana says he's perfect!

the newest addition

Welcome to the family, Mac.

a new arrival

This morning I became an aunt again.

My brother, Jim, and his wife, Mary, are the proud parents of Mac Thomas, who entered into the world at 21" long and weighed in at 7 pounds, 14 ounces.

Congrats, love, hugs and kisses to Jim, Mary, and big brother, Will.

More WOW

I recently discovered that in my 5/19 WOW post, I was apparently so very speechless that I forgot to let everyone know exactly which one of my daughters is pregnant. Thanks for your patience (although you and I and those 3 homeless people from the library all know that no one reads this damn thing anyway) in allowing me to reveal who's going to be a Momma. Jena is the one who's pregnant, and not, thank goodness, Ashlyn.

And I swear Jena's going to have a girl. It's just a feeling I have, but it's that really strong feeling that you just can't deny and have to give in to, even if it flies in the face of all that's right in the world. A girl would be a miracle though, because Huffstetlers only produce boys. But I'm telling y'all, she's going to have a girl. And I'ma be a Nana. Tee Hee

WOW

I found out Saturday that the inevitable has happened. Early next year, at the age of 39 - I'm still 38 for another 2 1/2 months, thank you very much - I will become a grandmother, or Nana, if you will.

I'm still in shock and so far the only word that really describes the situation is WOW. More to come should I ever find my way out of the fog...