I was stumped for awhile on what to blog about...then I thought why not blog about Christmas since it is Saturday. So here it goes.
The traditions of our family are always having family, a big bowl of nuts and another bowl of apple and oranges and fun times. Their has always been bowl of nuts, sometimes not a big bowl, but none the less nuts and of course apples and oranges. I remember sitting in front of the tv and eating peanuts till they about made me sick....ooh how we love peanuts, salty goodness. Of course my dad would always get as many dinners as possible in. We would have a dinner with mom and dad, where if you didn`t get the first time around the table forget you wasn`t getting a second helping of what ever it was, mine was usually mashed potatoes and gravy, mmmm good. Then we would get to mom`s side of the family dinner... not always enough tators for me...but everyone ate good....My mom would then fix dinner for just us and plenty of mashed potatoes. We would always have chocolate covered cherries, at least one box of them and ribbon candy.
The tree was always put up the week of Christmas. The presents were always put under the tree before Christmas , once they were wrapped of course.
I now , as parent put the Christmas presents under the tree on Christmas eve after the girls have gone to bed, their is still nuts and apples and oranges in the house. We don`t go to as many dinners as when I was a kid. My dad has since passed as well as all my grandparent except for one, but she is not able to cook anymore as she has alzheimers...I think a disease that robs you of your family. Candy is still in the house and memories are still there of the past of my growing up. I am making new memories with my children now. Every Christmas eve my hubby and the girls make cookies to put out for Santa along with a glass of milk, who the cats usually get. The oldest one don`t believe anymore but the gifts don`t go under the tree till the go to bed.....as they like to snoop.
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Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Monday, May 31, 2010
memorial day 2010
First of all , THANK YOU VETERANS FOR ALL THAT YOU HAVE DONE SO WE MAY HAVE OUR FREEDOM!
During our annual trip of visting the graves of some my ancestors and of loved ones who have pasted. We visited the graveyard where my grandfather is buried along with my uncle and an aunt, along with alot of other relatives that are distant in relation.The veterans in this cemetary did not have a flag on their graves, this is not right , I know it is a small cemetary but still these people who fought deserve some rememrance on this holiday and a flag place on the grave to honor them.
I decided to visit some of the homes I remember when I was a lot younger, I am not saying wiser.We visited the one in grovespring, mo where I lived for about 6 months and remember fondly ,It was there My dad shot a lizard that was crawling up the wall and it was there when my mom`s horse was called a sick-um horse ( u know when you say sick-um and the horse goes after whatever). We tried to visit the house in grovespring where my grandparents lived , but we couldn`t find it. It was a beautiful home with columns in front, no running water on the inside, a goldfish pond across the dirt road, along with a graveyard there as well.We thought we found it ,but not for sure ,the house was no longer there, but the barn was.
The other houses I visited online last night thru googlemaps, oh how things have changed since I was younger and growing up. The house on Hasbrook is not there where I spent my elementary years I walked to school in those days and we were able to go to church during one day of the school week , no this was not a private school.
During our annual trip of visting the graves of some my ancestors and of loved ones who have pasted. We visited the graveyard where my grandfather is buried along with my uncle and an aunt, along with alot of other relatives that are distant in relation.The veterans in this cemetary did not have a flag on their graves, this is not right , I know it is a small cemetary but still these people who fought deserve some rememrance on this holiday and a flag place on the grave to honor them.
I decided to visit some of the homes I remember when I was a lot younger, I am not saying wiser.We visited the one in grovespring, mo where I lived for about 6 months and remember fondly ,It was there My dad shot a lizard that was crawling up the wall and it was there when my mom`s horse was called a sick-um horse ( u know when you say sick-um and the horse goes after whatever). We tried to visit the house in grovespring where my grandparents lived , but we couldn`t find it. It was a beautiful home with columns in front, no running water on the inside, a goldfish pond across the dirt road, along with a graveyard there as well.We thought we found it ,but not for sure ,the house was no longer there, but the barn was.
The other houses I visited online last night thru googlemaps, oh how things have changed since I was younger and growing up. The house on Hasbrook is not there where I spent my elementary years I walked to school in those days and we were able to go to church during one day of the school week , no this was not a private school.
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