Grandma B

Yesterday we celebrated the 90th birthday of my Grandma Baron.  She wasn’t always sure what was going on and we had to keep reminding her that it was her birthday. Grandma has dementia and might not know who you are when you go to visit, but she is always welcoming and willing to talk to you (even if you are family 😉 )

This woman has been the rock of our family for years. My grandparents lived in town, after moving off the farm.  I only remember them being my “town” grandparents. Grandpa died when I was younger so most of my memories of Grandma have been of just her. Being a mother of 4 crazies children and grandma to 11 angels grandchildren, there was always someone at her house on Fanny Street.  Grandma was always willing to feed anyone, teach them proper phonics and grammar, play a game or make a craft.  As I look back on my 30+ years of knowing her there are some life lessons that Grandma B taught me (and I’m sure my cousins will be nodding their heads in agreement and could probably add to the list!)

Breakfast
Nobody left the house hungry – EVER! As a teenager going through the “I don’t do breakfast” phase I wasn’t always a fan of mornings with Grandma when I stayed there.  She would make sure you ate – and not just a bowl of cereal. More often than not, it was a full course meal that consisted of toast, eggs, bacon (or ham), cheese, fruit (fresh cut up oranges) and either orange juice or milk to drink.  There was no wasting allowed so you ate it all. She just wanted to make sure that we left full for school or work or whatever it was that we were doing! Because in her words “No one can think straight with no food in their belly”.  And of course she was right!

Leave a Note
There was always a note-pad with a sharpened pencil sitting on the dishwasher.  If you showed up to the house and Grandma wasn’t there you left a note.  Chances are she left a note as well letting whoever dropped in where she was and when she would be back, which she always signed Gma.  This was before cell phones and texting and she didn’t want to miss seeing anyone.  When leaving a note you needed to make sure you left A PROPER NOTE! Grandma wanted to know
1.) who came to the house
2.) what time you came to the house
3.) why you were at the house
4.) when you were coming back to the house.
It was like she knew when you were coming, a sixth sense she had, and if you came to the house and DIDN’T leave a note – there was lots of explaining to do when you did come back!

Bored
Never, ever, ever ,ever use the word Bored at Grandma’s house.  You would be thrown into a game, craft, chore, or outside so fast your head would spin.  There are no such things as bored grandchildren at Grandma B’s house – EVER. End of Story.

Reduce, Reuse, Recycle
Grandma grew up in the Depression era. Grandma was also crafty.  She created so many unique items from reusing fabric, paper, tins, etc.  This woman was a genius in not wasting.  She was Green before green was cool.

I could go on and on. She truly has been a wonderful influence on my life, and I cherish every moment I have with her – because I know that I won’t have too many more. Nothing is more important to her than her family.

Ha, I’m remembering an instance (I’m actually laughing out loud right now – for real!) when I lived with Grandma.  I stayed at her house for a summer when I worked in town.  Again – before cell phones so there was no secret crushes once the phone call was made! There was a guy that had been calling me at Grandma’s house, and she had call display on her phone (ahead of the times!).  She was sitting in her big, grey corner chair right by the phone.  It rang and she looked at the number, and could see it was “that boy” calling again.  She looked at me before she answered and said ” do you want him calling you, or should I make him go away?” Just the way she said it makes me laugh today (not so much as a 16 year old, I was mortified that Grandma was going to answer the phone!).  But that’s who she was, loving and caring, but mess with her family and there would be no turning back.

So here’s to 90 years Grandma.  You have taught us all well. We actually listened, not because we would never win an argument with you, but deep down we knew you were right.  You taught us to love life, to laugh, to follow the rules when playing games (because no one likes a cheater!) to travel, to appreciate what we have, to share with those who don’t have as much as we do, that coming home is never a bad thing, and to lean on each other when we need it most. #loveyouforever
*Grandma B passed on September 5, 2017. We will miss her dearly but her legacy lives on in the lives of her children, grand children, great grand children and even great great grandchildren. I love you ~ your Joey * 

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Hockey Momma

My oldest plays hockey. I’m a mini-van driving, coffee drinking, 90’s Jock Jam playing hockey mom. This is the 5th season of having the title of Hockey Momma and this was the first year that Johnny’s team went to provincials.

I come from an athletic background.  I played high school sports and went on to play some college basketball back in the day. I know what it is like to be in an important tournament or game. I know the feelings of elation when your team wins and also the devastation and disappointment of losing a championship or big game.  But let me tell you  – nothing – ABSOLUTELY NOTHING – prepares you for when your child is in one of those games!

The kids made it to provincials for their age group and that in itself is an accomplishment.  They played hard and never gave up and their determination and teamwork landed them in the final game.  The Boissevain Border Kings were playing for the bragging rights honour of being Provincial Champions. But guess who they were playing – the enemy rivals from their league play – the Killarney Stars (who have had our number all year long!!)  The range of emotions is overwhelming. There are highs and lows and that’s before the puck drops. And the fact that all I could do was cheer from the sidelines almost did me in! If I was a smoker I would’ve gone through numerous packs in the first period! It was such a close game that it had to go into SUDDEN DEATH OVERTIME not once but TWICE!!! Both teams were playing amazing and as a parent all you could do was pray that it was a good goal that won the game.  Then it happened one of Border Kings took the shot that went by the Stars goalie. There was screaming and jumping up and down, hugs, and probably some of the moms peed their pants a little (the whole jumping up and down thing), and even a few happy tears!

They did it. They had won, they were provincials champs! This group of kids was not the biggest team out there, or even the most skilled – but they played as a team and won as a team.  And that is what made this Hockey Momma most proud.