Your Holiday Story....

Oct 23, 2009 - We had all had those holidays which stand out in our memories.  It may be a fabulous memory which makes us all warm and fuzzy inside, to be compared to every future memory and be measured by it.  We all have those holiday memories we'd like to forget---like the year both my Mom and my Aunt felt they had to be the one cooking the turkey and my Mom's turkey imploded. (Seriously...it became a heap of bones and the meat sort of disintegrated)   As children we had ideas about sugar plums just as much as we anticipated the tooth fairy...probably more.  Later in life as we married and somehow combined families, and our family traditions changed.  We created new memories together.  We have had that gift we thought was going to rock someone's world which turned out to be as exciting as a flat tire.    There are those of us that prayed, pleaded, and made deals with God (or whoever else was listening) to just this one time....get that one thing or to be able to give that one great thing which would change our relationship with someone.    Of course there are also those times when we all thought "What the heck was this person thinking" when we opened a gift which astounded us.  An example of this was someone close to me, her mother-in-law gave her a retractable clothesline one year, a sink hair strainer the next, and it just went even further down hill after that. (I am not  kidding)  And yes, we try to remember holiday seasons are about giving, not receiving....but still "What the heck!" - 11 Comments

Buy me a man-I need canned apricots!

Aug 05, 2009 - Years ago a funny movie came out called “Going South” which depicted what many small towns after the civil war experienced (shortage of men) and how one town had dealt with this issue. In the movie a woman could “buy” a man which was sentenced to death and marry them. Often these women had no clue what kind of man they were getting as the men were often dragged into town by some law official. - 23 Comments

"What?" or "What!"

Sep 22, 2009 - As a mom of three teenagers I sometimes wonder if they listen to half of what I say and find myself praying they at least allow some of what they are ignoring to seep into their subconscious.    Anyway that is my life day in and day out…listen to me…pay attention…this is important…. been there right?    Kids seem to take on parts of our own personalities. When they do, seeing that little piece of yourself in a mannerism, a laugh, or perhaps that one trait you wish they hadn’t grabbed onto and kept as their own; it can just drive you nuts.  On the other hand, it may just make you want to burst out in laughter. - 17 Comments