A Night in Old Laredo

We left the Chupahueso Ranch and traveled on to San Antonio for some time with the rest of the family.  Grayson has grown so much!  It's hard to imagine he will be five in just a few weeks.  


Leaving San Antonio, we went south to the valley for a few days with friends there and then it was back to Mexico.  For the first time in a very long time, we spent the night in Laredo, this time at the Posada Hotel.  It was quite a treat!


These are some photos to help me remember just how special the place was.  And, just sayin' . . . the steak I had that night was absolutely delicious!  

We drove on to Parras the following day.  A totally uneventful trip.  The very best kind!

Happy Birthday to Me

The surgery was on May 2 and waking up pain-free was the very best early birthday present I could have. Two days later, the real birthday rolled around and I didn’t feel like doing anything. The pain medication had worn off, the achy feeling in my ankle had moved in to replace the intense pain and I was depressed. I was more than happy to ignore the birthday.



By the next day, my mood had improved; I had adjusted to the new aches and pains and I was ready to party – at least on a limited basis. Frosty, Jill, Mom, Stanley and I all met up at a Chinese restaurant for lunch. Confucius say, “Happy Birthday to Me!” My fortune cookie was about as appropriate as could be:

Sometimes, the very best thing

you can do is to be.

After lunch, I had an appointment at the surgeon’s office to evaluate my fitness for travel. Maria almost pushed me out the door. The directive? Go, have fun! Do what you feel like doing, rest as needed, and take short walks. DO NOT LET YOURSELF BE INACTIVE!



That night David and Sarah entertained us. They fixed a lovely steak dinner that was quite delicious, but Grayson was the star of the show!

Actually, it was a pretty good birthday celebration and I managed to stretch it out almost a week!

Grayson's Visit to the Shut-In

Being sick is never fun, but even with all the pain, there were some bright spots. One afternoon, Sarah brought Grayson with strict orders that he was to be very, very good. As if he could be anything else.



He is so sweet. And smart. Do I sound like a grandma?


His Grandpa Jim, David’s father, had taken him on a train ride the day before his visit to me, and he was full of news about his great adventure. He just couldn’t believe all he had to explain to me about trains. It was very complicated.

“Here, Nana, maybe you can read about it and explain it to Grandmudder.”



Enough with the explanations!  Let’s play.

It was difficult, but finally, I was able to persuade him to show me how he could write his name. I think we have a genius!

Oh, Grayson, you are a love!