I was pregnant with youngest daughter, when we had the wreck mentioned in the last post. We just didn't know it yet. This child could find anything, some days I thought she could read my mind.
Miss Priss was 6 in 1984 and was in school, so I felt pretty confident in purchasing Christmas gifts a little early in October. I'd found the cutest doll on sale, and figured Santa would love to present it to her for Christmas.
I took it to my bedroom, and hid it under several items beside my dresser. A couple of days later, she had a slight temp, so I kept her home from school. About noon I went into my bedroom to fold some laundry on the bed, of course she followed, to 'help'. Suddenly I hear her squeal, "A DOLL", how pretty.....yes, she had found it, I just pretended I didn't know how it got there.
That same Christmas, I'd purchased several items, and hidden them under my bed, new house slippers, pjs, a few new clothes, that sort of thing. Christmas morning, Miss Priss, the youngest, would always wake at about 2:30 or 3:00am and guard the tree until the last holdout got out of bed, usually her dad, who, no matter how early he got up every other morning of the year, slept in on Christmas. Anyway, finally everyone opened their gifts, we had a big breakfast, and that evening we sat around talking about all the presents. Miss Practical, the older daughter said she'd gotten everything she wanted for Christmas, except she would have liked a pair of house slippers like younger sister received....I'm sitting there thinking, then jump up and run to the bedroom, where sure enough, her slippers were still under the bed, 12 hrs after they'd opened all their gifts.
And then there was the Christmas...
I was about 5, I guess, and developed a wonderful case of strep throat..I was so sick that I could barely crawl out of bed. We lived waaaay down a dirt road, not near any other houses, and I was just sure that Santa would never find our house.What do I get for Christmas that year...The only gift I remember was a little 'Doctor's bag' with a toy stethoscope, needle for giving shots, and some candy pills...I took those pills religiously, and they didn't help my throat one bit. I was sorely disappointed, I can tell you for sure.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Monday, November 29, 2010
Reflections
As we go into the holidays, I am thinking back on some of my favorite Christmas memories.
1.
Starting the year my dh's mother passed away 6 days before Christmas..1972
We had not done any shopping, figuring we would do it on Saturday, then when she passed away, that didn't get done. She was buried on the 22nd, which meant that we had 2 days to shop, and a 6 year old to entertain while we shopped, without letting Santa out of the bag. We went into the store, and this was back in the days when you actually had customer service. A lady who worked at the store could tell we were kind of lost, I guess, she came up to me and asked could she help. I quietly explained the situation, and she walked down the toy area, I would point to an item, she would write it down, and when we were through, she gathered it all up, and I went to the checkout, wrote the check, and she helped me get it to the car, while dh got the boy's attention elsewhere in the store.
2.
1977, December 2nd: we were hit head on, while on a grocery run, on a Saturday evening, in a 3 car collision..which meant my car was not drivable. We had a 3 1/2 year old, and shopping was fun, at it's best. The car dealership had totally pixxed me off a few weeks earlier, when I had tried to purchase a new Ford pickup, and they wouldn't sell it to me without my husband's signature. Yes, he knew about it, in fact, he has sent me to get the truck, because it would cost large $$$s for him to take off work. After a few days, the dealership had tried to even bring the truck to me, and the owner, who had nixed the deal the day I was there, would call me personally and apologize. I told them that hecould shove it up his ahem cross ways, I'd buy a truck elsewhere. Anyway, they heard about the wreck (small town) so they called and offered to go get my car and fix it, and loan me a vehicle free to drive, while it was in the shop, to get back on my good side. They first loaned me a huge station wagon that the parts department used around town, until they could get me a smaller car. they then loaned me an almost new Pinto wagon, for the next 2 1/2 weeks. I ran the wheels off that car, since all it was costing me was gas, and it sipped delicately, unlike the larger wagon, which guzzled like a grizzly bear. We did finally buy a new truck from them, in 1994, after the dealership changed hands. lol.
Anyway, the spare tire well in a Station Wagon is large enough to hide many gifts.
So now you know about the two most memorable, I'll post more later
1.
Starting the year my dh's mother passed away 6 days before Christmas..1972
We had not done any shopping, figuring we would do it on Saturday, then when she passed away, that didn't get done. She was buried on the 22nd, which meant that we had 2 days to shop, and a 6 year old to entertain while we shopped, without letting Santa out of the bag. We went into the store, and this was back in the days when you actually had customer service. A lady who worked at the store could tell we were kind of lost, I guess, she came up to me and asked could she help. I quietly explained the situation, and she walked down the toy area, I would point to an item, she would write it down, and when we were through, she gathered it all up, and I went to the checkout, wrote the check, and she helped me get it to the car, while dh got the boy's attention elsewhere in the store.
2.
1977, December 2nd: we were hit head on, while on a grocery run, on a Saturday evening, in a 3 car collision..which meant my car was not drivable. We had a 3 1/2 year old, and shopping was fun, at it's best. The car dealership had totally pixxed me off a few weeks earlier, when I had tried to purchase a new Ford pickup, and they wouldn't sell it to me without my husband's signature. Yes, he knew about it, in fact, he has sent me to get the truck, because it would cost large $$$s for him to take off work. After a few days, the dealership had tried to even bring the truck to me, and the owner, who had nixed the deal the day I was there, would call me personally and apologize. I told them that hecould shove it up his ahem cross ways, I'd buy a truck elsewhere. Anyway, they heard about the wreck (small town) so they called and offered to go get my car and fix it, and loan me a vehicle free to drive, while it was in the shop, to get back on my good side. They first loaned me a huge station wagon that the parts department used around town, until they could get me a smaller car. they then loaned me an almost new Pinto wagon, for the next 2 1/2 weeks. I ran the wheels off that car, since all it was costing me was gas, and it sipped delicately, unlike the larger wagon, which guzzled like a grizzly bear. We did finally buy a new truck from them, in 1994, after the dealership changed hands. lol.
Anyway, the spare tire well in a Station Wagon is large enough to hide many gifts.
So now you know about the two most memorable, I'll post more later
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Buttons and Bows
I have always wanted to make pretty bows, I would see them on other people's packages, and wonder just how they could make them look so great. My daughter in law, who I must say is a very handy person to have in the family, Thank you for putting up with us, Robyn, can make the prettiest bows I've ever seen. She is just a really crafty person, she can paint beautiful pictures, decorates other people's homes, and also can make a mean pan of Apple Dumplings.
Anyway, back to the subject.
She had promised to show me how to make pretty bows several years ago, but it seems that every time we were together, there was something else to do, or no one had any ribbon. Yesterday, we were about to leave, and someone mentioned making bows, and low and behold, there sat a box of beautiful velvet ribbon, so she showed us how to do it. Of course, hubby was in a hurry, so I told her I would come home and practice on some ribbon I had here. I had some wired 1.5 inch gold ribbon, so I created a very glittery bow. I am sure it has it's flaws, but, for a first effort, it ain't too bad. Now to rush out and buy more ribbon.
Oh wait, there is a closet full, somewhere...
Anyway, back to the subject.
She had promised to show me how to make pretty bows several years ago, but it seems that every time we were together, there was something else to do, or no one had any ribbon. Yesterday, we were about to leave, and someone mentioned making bows, and low and behold, there sat a box of beautiful velvet ribbon, so she showed us how to do it. Of course, hubby was in a hurry, so I told her I would come home and practice on some ribbon I had here. I had some wired 1.5 inch gold ribbon, so I created a very glittery bow. I am sure it has it's flaws, but, for a first effort, it ain't too bad. Now to rush out and buy more ribbon.
Oh wait, there is a closet full, somewhere...
Saturday, November 27, 2010
A sad day
You know how there is always someone who sends you a Christmas Card that arrives the day after Thanksgiving? It is always the first one you receive, and you secretly wonder how someone can manage to
think about sending cards, get them all ready, and mailed so that they arrive that day??
Well for the 3rd year in a row, I didn't receive that card.
My friend succumbed to breast cancer 3 years ago. We'd been friends since my youngest and her oldest child were in 1st grade. We went through the birth of her youngest, the birth of a granddaughter that she didn't get to see until she was a year or more old (a story for another day) and the weddings of both my kids and hers.
I miss opening the mailbox on the day after Thanksgiving, and finding that card. No other card can replace that one, ever.
RIP Jeannie, I miss you!
think about sending cards, get them all ready, and mailed so that they arrive that day??
Well for the 3rd year in a row, I didn't receive that card.
My friend succumbed to breast cancer 3 years ago. We'd been friends since my youngest and her oldest child were in 1st grade. We went through the birth of her youngest, the birth of a granddaughter that she didn't get to see until she was a year or more old (a story for another day) and the weddings of both my kids and hers.
I miss opening the mailbox on the day after Thanksgiving, and finding that card. No other card can replace that one, ever.
RIP Jeannie, I miss you!
Thursday, November 25, 2010
I'm a Clock Nut
I am surrounded by clocks in almost every room of my house, some antique, some decorative, and some that are just for convenience. There are 8 visible from where I'm sitting now, and that doesn't include the one on the computer.... So when I found the application to put a clock on my blog, I couldn't resist.
It is an easy site to use, and the selection is great. I'm wondering if I can add more of them. I could do one for every time zone in the USA...
I'm wondering if I can put it on my Yuku site, too...have to check into that , tomorrow.
Have a great night,
AnonyaMouse
It is an easy site to use, and the selection is great. I'm wondering if I can add more of them. I could do one for every time zone in the USA...
I'm wondering if I can put it on my Yuku site, too...have to check into that , tomorrow.
Have a great night,
AnonyaMouse
Happy Thanksgiving to all
I hope the turkey or ham is tender, and tasty, and the guests at your table are polite, and not too hasty.
Our dinner today will be ham, but on Saturday, when the whole family gathers, we'll have pork loin and smoked turkey.
May God Bless and Keep you safe until
we meet again.
Anonya Mouse
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Showdown on Apple Street
I've been walking the dog while daughter is at work. She usually gets off work at 1:00pm, but for the past 2 weeks, she's been working from 7:15 to 5:15 and Pete is crossing his legs by the time she would get home. So I have been taking him out.
Today, James and I went over at 1:30 so he could have a break, well as I was walking him, a car came by, very slowly, and stopped one house down. I went back in, and every time I looked out, they were watching the house. I stayed about 35 minutes, and finally got James to go see if he knew the car and he didn't, but he did know who the woman, it was Melanie, the woman who lived in that house..So we got in the truck to leave, and she got in the car with whoever was driving, and they drove off. Apparently, she was trying to figure out who the bright red truck in her neighbor's yard belonged to, also. Thank goodness, some of the neighbors watch out for each other..
Today, James and I went over at 1:30 so he could have a break, well as I was walking him, a car came by, very slowly, and stopped one house down. I went back in, and every time I looked out, they were watching the house. I stayed about 35 minutes, and finally got James to go see if he knew the car and he didn't, but he did know who the woman, it was Melanie, the woman who lived in that house..So we got in the truck to leave, and she got in the car with whoever was driving, and they drove off. Apparently, she was trying to figure out who the bright red truck in her neighbor's yard belonged to, also. Thank goodness, some of the neighbors watch out for each other..
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