Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Ridunculoous

Saturday our Postman brought a package to our door.  I was puzzled because I had not ordered anything "of size" lately.  Lost at the bottom of this rather sizable box were two lonely pens.  What were they thinking?!?



Saturday, January 9, 2016

It wasn't meant to be - at least not today

Yesterday we spent the afternoon and on into the evening with our good friends Patti and Bernie at SPBGMA (Society for the Preservation of Bluegrass Music of America) annual awards and overloaded on bluegrass music.  I am in awe of the talent of many families with children singing and playing with their parents.  The biggest surprise was two guys called The Moron Brothers.  A couple of Hillbillies from Kentucky, their music was toe-tapping and their routine was as funny as it was musically entertaining.   They were great and I hope we have a chance to go to one of their shows again.  Judging from the audience, bluegrass is an old folk music (we were among the youngun's there) and yet most of the performers are on the young side - so there is hope that bluegrass will survive the test of times.

Planning on a grandson weekend, our eyes constantly strayed to the weather forecast.  The plan was for the four youngest grandson's to spend Saturday and Sunday with us, helping grandpa cut wood and just having fun.  By 5:00 we had to admit defeat.  Snow and falling temperatures were heading our way - not a good wood cutting combo.  Unfortunately, wood cutting and grandson fun had to be postponed for another time.

Here we are today.

A wonderland of snow

A fire to warm our toes


And a memory board still waiting for the next message

Stay safe and warm.  Today I am extremely thankful for a roof over my head and toasty toes.



Sunday, January 3, 2016

Today I am thankful for lotions, and skin creams, and water... anything to hydrate skin dried out by the cold winter temperatures.

So often I say "where has this day gone!"  I find myself saying it again today.  One minute it was Noon and the next minute 2:00.  How is that possible?  I almost wish it would snow.  The kind of snow where time stands still and there is nothing to do other than curl up in front of the wood stove and read a good book.

What do you like to do when the snow flies?

Saturday, January 2, 2016

Rosie Elf (not to be confused with Elf on the shelf)

Today I am thankful for the creative grandchild who made me smile today.



This little guy hung on our very first Christmas Tree 43 years ago.  Because of his her length, she often had the task of filling in the gaps of our often sometimes scraggly cedar trees.  While taking down decorations this morning I noticed a little love had been added to our un-named elf.  Sometime during the season she was given a boquet of roses.  Seeing that brightened my day.  The sun is shining - a very good thing after the torrential rains we had last week - and I am smiling.  Thank you grandchild of the roses - whichever one you are.

xoxoxo



A YEAR OF THANKFULNESS

I do believe this is the worst possible way to start out a New Year's Resolution - which is one post of thankfulness each day of the year.  Day one I am late.  No worries.  I am rusty.  For the first day of 2016 I am thankful for 2015.  I won't herald it as a banner  year - quite the opposite.  It was a year we all survived.  So I am thankful for 2015.

I will post more this year.  The posts will be simple and heartfelt.  I got lost in the complexities of blogville and forgot it is all about words.  It is back to the basics for me.

Best wishes and prayers to everyone for the new year.  Be kind to one another.  Do a good deed every day.  Smile often.  And thank God for all we treasure.

xoxoxo

Deanna

Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Talking turkey

As most of you know, we live in the middle of the woods.  Wildlife is a way of life.  Just the way we like it.  Last week Jim told me about seeing over 20 wild turkeys strolling down our drive.  That is way cool - but why don't I ever get to see these things?  And where are the photos to back up his claim?

Fast forward a week.   Yesterday Jim was looking out the window and yelled for me to come look.  He was counting as I ran into the kitchen.  Sure enough we had a parade.  Single file those turkeys strutted down our drive.  They walked out of the woods like they were in a beauty pagent walking out on a runway.  It was one of the greatest sights to see.  I have to rely on Jim's expert eye that we had a Tom and Hens and babies.... I just know they were turkeys and we counted at least 30.

And now I know why he didn't have photos to prove it... there was no time to grab a camera.  So you will have to do what I did.... trust me!

Sunday, September 6, 2015

A well planned mistake

The funeral home where Jim works wanted him to work a service yesterday.  He told them no because I had told him we had plans.  Tessa and Bill were having a fish fry and we were providing a lot of the fish.  So first thing yesterday morning I doctored up some beans and put them in the crock pot to cook.  Then I tried a new recipe that I found on Pinterest - Apple Pie Cookies.  Then, because I have a cooking compulsion, I also made lemon bars.

The fish fry was at 4:30, but we headed out early so we could stop in at a few antique stores (no, we didn't buy anything) and then get there early so we would have penty of time to visit.  The drive to their house along 179 was very pleasant on this warm sunny day.  As we drove up their drive, James came running out of the house with the biggest grin on his face - like he knew a joke that we didn't know.  We weren't even out of the car when he yelled "You have the wrong day!  The wrong day, Grandma!"   Oh no!  There is nothing like being a day early for a party.

This turned out to one of my best mistakes in a  long time.  We were able to catch the whole family in the bustle of cleaning house - dirt swept into piles on the floor, James taking trash out, Anna dusting... all sorts of cleaning going on.  It warmed my heart to know I am not the only one who goes into a cleaning frenzy when I know guests are coming.  I've been known to invite people over just because I know it will make me clean.  I offered to help, but Tessa declined to let me (just as I knew she would).

So we stood in the way of everybody trying to do their chores and bothered them with chit chat.  We had a great time and scarfed up the apple pie cookies before the afternoon was over.  So now I have officially brought only two dishes of food and fish to this party.  There is nothing like two parties in two day!