My leukemia's back.

[Suzie]

Blooie...

I will never again think in my life of Charlie Brown ..without thinking of you and this wonderful reflection of life and love..thanks for sharing such a wonderful and personal memory...

Bless you and yours!

 

[turtlesgalore]

see we all have trials, my mom was 57, dad 60. she was like that, I can remember us having Charlie Brown Trees, and a few times no gifts. But our house was always open with a warm welcome to all. Even people My mom didn't like or those who were rude. She just said "That's their problem. Jesus doesn't want us to act that way. Just forgive them, Jesus was mistreated too." I use to forget to put sugar in their coffee "accidently" when some people came. Bet they thought I was an idiot. Forgetting the sugar everytime. "accidently" dumped glass of water on an old grimy man one time, he always wanted a hug.

. Spilt coffee on him one day. oopps. Mom would just go along. Usually sending me outside to do some "chores". Dumped bucket of mop water over in living room floor in front of our front door so he would not come across wet floor. Kids can be pretty ingenious at times. And the old man's wife always came with him, and she never wore underwear with those dresses. Don't ask how we knew.

Never ever visit without underwear on, you could tramatize some young person. Funny how some things you can't remember. and others you can't forget. Ya'll's parents buy fresh milk from neighbors like that? No - sure you have some other stories that are just too funny about neighbors. Come on fess up. It's Christmas so forgive even if you can't forget those crazy neighbors.

 

[donrae]

Blooie, your mom was quite the lady. And your father (step father) sounds like an amazing man. Seems so often you only hear of the couples that split or have huge drama constantly. No one ever hears of us who simply stay married and make it work, without carrying on about it. Cause we're boring. Until you tell a story and make us cry.....


I processed three cockerels this afternoon. I learned a good thing from doing three---that two is my effective limit at a time

. I didn't do too bad time wise, I think it took me 2 hours from catching the first bird to finish. But three was just one too many. My hands got all crampy--not good when you're using a knife!--and I got tired and sloppy. The last bird I cut the intestines near the lower exit and had to rinse a lot. I still wound up with birds in the refrigerator, so it's all good, but I'm glad the next batches will be in multiples of two. doing just one bird seems a waste of time.

I'm really looking forward to raising some Cornish Cross come spring. I want to see a bit more meat for my efforts. Plus, these guys are so narrow bodied I can hardly get my hand inside to make the entrails extrails.

I got the hatcher cleaned out and put away today. Couldn't have a bare spot on the table, so I bought two female mice and set up their cage there. I'll buy a male down in Medford tomorrow and they'll be my breeders for feeding Honey's snake. I'd forgotten how cute mice are

 

[Blooie]

I'm so glad that you all enjoyed the story. It's so dear to my heart that sharing it this time of year always seems the right thing to do - the "Ma" thing to do. And Dad didn't stay our step-dad. He adopted my sister Linda and me in 1983, when we were both married ladies with kids of our own. From the time they were born, my half-sisters Lori and Bev and my half-brother Ron were that in name only - they were simply our brother and sisters to Linda and me, with no "half" about it. That May day, with all of our families present in the courtroom, rates as the single most powerful I have ever experienced.

But Dad, being Dad, had to lighten the mood a bit. First the judge said, "Well, Ron, I guess we can dispense with examining the usual investigation into your fitness as a parent." Dad just grinned. Then the judge asked, "I have to ask you, why did you wait so long?" Dad shrugged and replied, "Well, I wanted to make sure they turned out alright. Besides, I didn't want the other three to inherit all I had by themselves....those debts should be shared equally among all 5 of them." But the truth is, it took him years to get into the position of being able to afford to do the one thing he wanted more than anything else - to make the two little girls he'd raised and loved truly his forever daughters. His words, not mine.

turtles, I can so relate to the unpleasant visitors! But I gotta admit you were more resourceful than we were at handling it - I'm jealous!

Rachel, darling, the expression is "killing TWO birds with one stone" for a reason..jest sayin'

 

[N F C]

Good morning!

Rachel, I don't know if it's the early hour or not enough coffee yet, but that "entrails extrails" comment is giving me the first laugh of the day. Quite a mental picture

 

[turtlesgalore]

hey Rachel, when did you say we are having that fried chicken dinner? I'll bring the mashed potatoes, I'm southern so I'm bringing brown gravy too. Blooie whatcha bringin?

 

[Blooie]

hey Rachel, when did you say we are having that fried chicken dinner? I'll bring the mashed potatoes, I'm southern so I'm bringing brown gravy too. Blooie whatcha bringin?

My appetite, a plate, knife, fork and spoon!

 

[N F C]

What? No deviled eggs Blooie?

 

[Blooie]

Well, I wasn't sure they'd be welcome. But sure, I can glue some together.....

 

[N F C]

I'm always up for your deviled eggs and sour's green potato salad!