All About the Kiddos

Old Aunt Amy had such fun/


Nieces nephews played outside/


Baseball hitting here, shootin’ baskets there/

Here a girl, there a boy, everywhere a cool toy/

Special mem’ries burst with charm/


8-31-17 outfit chosen by Pen - except she disappoves of socks with sandals

. . . And my darling niece with

6 years of style under her belt

chose my ultra-chic threads ;/



Coffee was – Almost – Becoming my God

THANKFULLY, Inconvenient Health Issues Halted my Keurig Mid-Brew. Within the last month I bought my first coffee maker. Soon I moved up to drinking 2 cups of coffee/day. Boy, what a noticeable difference that made!

I happily looked forward to the combination energy plus happy feeling I got from caffeine in the morning, then looked forward to afternoon decaf coffee.

But you know what? I’m writing these words at 1:30 in the morning on August 26 because coffee, I’ve noticed, has highly increased the frequency of already-way-too-many nighttime bathroom visits. Coffee is a diuretic, which means it increases urine production. So I’m decreasing the coffee intake for the majority of the time, to only once in the morning to be finished by early afternoon. Hopefully that will help me stop having to drag myself to the bathroom each and every night – much more than I already do – with my around-the-clock-working-nonstop-cancer-damaged-stress-the-heck-out-of-me-cuz-I-want-some-dang-sleep bladder. Plus caffeine is not recommended for multiple other health problems of mine like the potential of repeated esophageal ulcers & chronic pancreatitis.

Then I had an epiphany: I was looking forward to my time with coffee twice every day when I should have been looking happily ahead to spending time daily with God! Guilty I was of putting a beverage before our Lord and Savior. Now that’s pathetic.

He can use anything to teach us. For me it’s been a Cup o’ Joe. Our All-Knowing God put me back on track with a simple but memorable lesson with coffee.

Think Before You Drink.

Lots of Stuff I Need to Not Only Read, But LIVE OUT

From the Fifth Chapter of Galatians

“The only thing that counts is faith expressing itself through love.” Verse 6b

“Serve one another humbly in love. For the entire law is fulfilled in keeping this one command: “Love your neighbor as yourself.” If you bite and devour each other, watch out or you will be destroyed by each other.” Verses 13b-15

“So I say, walk by the Spirit, and you will not gratify the desires of the flesh.” Verse 16

“Those who belong to Christ Jesus have crucified the flesh with its passions and desires. Since we live by the Spirit, let us keep in step with the Spirit.” Verses 24-25

“The Art of Smart”

Not all occurrences have to be humorous to be story-worthy for this word-loving aunt. Memorable or impressive events are fine by me!

“He’s running circles around Amy,” the boy’s doting Grandma reported to his Mom on the phone as she listed off her grandson’s activities & referred to the current game we were playing.

“All right your turn!” my nephew instructed me. We were occupied by a bored game (& yes, I intentionally called it a bored, not a board, game). Participating in the dreadfully dull game, I felt like I was playing Bamboozled with Ross, Chandler & Joey. Just like our “Friends,” I had not a clue what I was doing.

“Do you know what the class clown is?”

“It’s the kid who plays jokes & pranks,” he replied.

“That’s what I feel like,” I confessed. I was utterly lost trying to play “Zooreka” for the first – & ONLY I hope – time with my sharp nephew. My interest was pretty much immediately nonexistent in the long-winded game, although I feigned enjoyment for the sake of the eager little guy.

Based on his plethora of intelligent comments throughout the day, I asked him at one point during his visit how he didn’t forget all the things he learned in his last school year during these summer months, but instead clearly remembered so much to carry over into upcoming grade three.

His reply? “It’s an impossible question to answer.”

Evidence of lingering school lessons he’s learned: Earlier, the youngster picked up my Kindle Fire to play Car Chaos but saw writing on the screen. I knew what he was thinking so I assured him, “Don’t worry, it’s nothing I was writing, those words you saw are a book I’m reading.” (“Camino Island” is the latest addictive John Grisham page-turner.) From previous instances, the boy knows I don’t want anyone to see what I’m penning until it’s complete.

Continually astounded I am by the consistently shrewd child, who not only absorbs the information presented to him but retains it furthermore, a mere 34 days shy of turning nine.

“All I saw was a bunch of conjunctions like ‘and.’”

The End

By Aunt Amy


Ryan 8-22-17.JPG


Ever heard of having an ‘Attitude of Gratitude’?  It takes work but I’m trying:

Thank you, God, for my stronger painless neck! I especially noticed the change last night riding my exercise bike & was immensely relieved; I could look upwards to my cell phone in my hands without discomfort as I pedaled for 20 minutes!

I attribute the cause of my

Colossal Neck Relief 

(where up until very recently I found it difficult to look upwards without extreme soreness & weakness)


  1. Sleeping On My Back (I changed my sleeping position from curling up on my right side, therefore tucking my head down which highly disturbed my neck on a daily basis, to making an effort to sleep on my back which includes me using a long pillow on my right side to remind me not to roll over)


  1. Monthly back & neck adjustments by my enormously skillful & remarkable chiropractor Dr. Paul Stiles in Novi, MI. I strongly recommend the incredible Dr. Stiles to improve faulty back, neck, & other conditions. Stiles 8-19-17.JPG


“The Case of the Soggy Orange Cushion”

For Humor’s Sake, I’m dedicating this story to the person who flat-out told me they want no involvement in this whatsoever, despite giving valuable input on a minor title adjustment

“Do you have some junky old sweats I can wear?” I couldn’t help but become choked up while asking my kind older sister, after waving her inside from her backyard patio. “My bladder malfunctioned & I wet all over my underwear & shorts.”

The very second I rose to “pay my water bill” (a unique term that means “I have to use the bathroom” I learned years ago from my clever brother-in-law), I realized I’d already thoroughly soaked myself when right upon rising I felt a wet backside.

So my sweet & generous sister hesitated not for a moment to give me the clothes (pictured) to not only Wear, but KEEP.

Long story short, turns out the culprit of the leaky bladder was actually the soggy orange cushion which soaked me when I perched on the outside patio chair. (I didn’t realize the truth – that the rain-soaked cushion had pressed against my rear as I sat, therefore causing me upon standing to immediately albeit mistakenly blame my forever-flawed self for the EXTREME WETNESS – it’s happened before for real folks, & no doubt will sometime occur again, although there’s no need for any embarrassment since it happens to the BEST of us, & when I say BEST of us, I’m referring of course to ALL of us – until my other brother-in-law revealed the same thing nearly happened to him earlier that same evening.)

Relief infiltrated my being as the evening took a turn for the . . . cuddliest.

Fittingly, the night of my family gathering to celebrate my niece’s seventh birthday ended in me cradling her 2-month-old brother as he sighed happily while he slept in my arms. I soon exited the house, but not before promising my brother-in-law that I’d post a tale about this . . . odd event.

Upon returning home I didn’t know how to stand as my Mom snapped a photo on her cell of my new ill-fitting yet extremely comfortable cardigan & black-&-white printed stretchy pants.

“I feel like a bag lady.”


8-18-17 I look like a Bag Lady

The End

By Amy