Being Zsa Zsa

I chose the grandma name of Zsa Zsa because Ms. Gabor and I are so alike, of course. She was known for her extravagant Hollywood lifestyle, her glamorous personality, and her many marriages. Ha! Actually, we just share a first name. Zsa Zsa is the Hungarian form of Susan.

I’ve spent the past two weeks with my 20 month-old grandson. So far, he calls me Ya Ya instead of Zsa Zsa, but I’m working on refining that. Later this summer, I’m spending a week with my other grandson who will be eight months. I’ll try to educate him early in the proper pronunciation of my chosen name.

I’m not your typical grandma. Obviously. I’ve forsaken my family in the name of adventure and the fulfilment of my personal dreams – a choice I continually question, and yet confirm. But there is some guilt as well.

YOLO! Never look back!

I can only hope my esprit de corps is passed on and they live their dreams as best they can, and don’t waste time in doing so! I love them both dearly. I hope I will have time to know them and them to know me.

Talking on the “phone,” eating clams!, riding on Mama’s back, being adorable!

The cutest cousins (below)! I get to spend quality time with the baby this summer!!

To those who are Wordle players and fans, I hate to brag, and I think I’m generally an average player, usually guessing the word in four tries, though three is always my goal. The bragging part is that on days when I have time, I do Wordle in four languages: English, Spanish, Catalan, and French. If you understand the rules of the language, it’s really not that hard, even if you don’t have a large vocabulary. But, recently, and this was a fluke, I guessed the Catalan word in TWO guesses!!

My neighbor took the photos below of an incoming storm that never materialized, but it made a stunning photo! And yesterday of an impressive yacht parked just off our shore. A friend shared a site called Marine Tracker and I was able to find the yacht which is now on its way to St. Tropez…without me!