Friday, February 15, 2019

Memories Are Made of This

My mother told me many times this story of herself and her sisters waiting for the weekend so they could turn on the radio and take turns dancing with  their daddy. It hurts my heart that he was gone too soon from their lives. Tragedy knows no boundaries, no color or economic class, nothing. It steals from the very soul of those who know nothing but love.
Their generation had hope. That one day they would meet again. I can guarantee my momma is dancing in heaven with her own daddy and sisters.
Helen Keller was a remarkable woman of faith.
I do not know who the taller gentleman was but Ambrose was my parents boarder. He was an old bachelor and my folks had kind hearts. Mom took good take of him.
One of my maternal grandfathers sisters. I knew her as Mrs. Frances M. Her true name was Francesca. My grandfather was the lone boy with three sisters.
My daddy with some of his siblings and his parents.
My brother eddie (left) and cousin Kenny (right) and my sister Mary (angel). My cousin, the twins have both passed away. What a sweet photo at the Catholic parish where my folks belonged.
My Tata Rose, on her wedding day approximately 1908. My grandmother is in the back row and my grandfather is holding my Uncle Louie who just happened to be born in 1908.
Almost everyone loves the weekend. Enjoy yours!

Thursday, January 24, 2019

MIXED NUTS


It is undoubtedly me but for some reason half the time I post a comment somewhere it shows up at this blog and the rest of the time at my Phamily Blog. JUst checking in to say hello if you stop here go to my first blog Phamily Blog. I am hopeful one day I will have someone show me the ropes to change sites for my blogs so I do not run into this craziness.

Tuesday, January 1, 2019

A CAT AND GOD AND BUCKET LISTS

A share I had to pass around. It was too cute but so truthful!
I found this mug at Target for fifty cents. I think I really got a bargain!
This one too. But this one made me think, stop fretting over blogger and the fact that comments won't appear. Just blog anyway and have a backup journal on line.
This made me smile. I keep my bucket list private but will share this: we are heading to the Florida Keys this year, God willing. Since our son-in-law Roger grew up there we are trying to cajole him into being our tour guide. Also an 8 hour drive to Epcot isn't phasing this girl. Actually to get to the Epcot Center from the Keys requires 633 miles or 6 hours and 35 minutes of drive time. But I should stop, this is not exactly cajoling him into being our official tour guide. Shhhhh.......
Rebekah wants to get her daddy to the beach. Unlike me, he has not been there. I have vivid memories from my visits to the Gulfport in Mississippi. Watching  boats and such travel past my window from the hotel in New Orleans, pre Katrina. Remembering my late brother-in-law Gary dragging me into the middle of the water at Myrtle Beach, SC. It was beautiful once I realized he was not going to let go of my hand. California beaches and of course, Galveston. Do you know that seagulls will poop on the head of a small child? They just do not care. Now until the day she passed away, my Auntie Ang claimed that I yelled out a curse word or two! My parents were saints, bonafide saintly people who, in my lifetime with them, never heard either one utter a "bad" word. My Uncle Louie was a master of cursing. Particularly in traffic and since he took everyone of us kids to the Dairy Deluxe in Bessemer for a Bongo Banana in it's heyday, I am sure we all picked up a few inappropriate words. I know I did for a fact. I can still feel the taste of Lifeboy soap being grated across my teeth by my mother. Something she only had to do one time. Spitting soap between your teeth is nothing to dream about! The taste never leaves your mouth.

This is something I am hopeful for in this new year. If you read  my blog but don't comment for whatever reason, this is a perfect blog for you. If you comment, and I love them, I will find out how to make them magically reappear again.


Monday, October 8, 2018

Double Trouble

The expression "double trouble" often refers to twins or two people  who get into mischief. Having two blogs have been my  double trouble. Very much like social media, instead of making things simple these internet sites make it more difficult. I think I have conquered a couple of these "bugs" that have been bugging me!
Chip n Dale are the cute lil chipmunks from Disney who gave Donald Duck a big headache! This is a google image of a super cute t shirt.
I have always loved this shirt. My husband's paternal great grandmother Hazen was a full blooded Oglala Sioux Indian. One of these days I will find her obituary and post it here. In her day people did not trouble themselves with political correctness. Instead of changing and rewriting history, why don't people change the way they act and make history better instead of worse?
Thomas American Horse was an Oglala Sioux. This photo courtesy of trialsanderrors was taken in 1899 and found at google images.
One of the kindest bosses I ever had the pleasure to work with was Bessie Smith. She was a full blooded Navajo Indian and grew up on a reservation. She spoke fluent English as her second language, having spoken Navajo only until she was in the 2nd grade. She was often called to the emergency room of the hospital where we worked and other departments whenever someone spoke Navajo and she never tired of helping others. She was a very well educated and very successful business woman. I will always remember her fondly. This photo, courtesy of the  Navajo People is a woman and her child circa 1904. Look at the beautiful piece of jewelry the mother is wearing. I always wanted to be able to afford a squash blossom necklace. So incredibly beautiful and completely handcrafted.
My oldest daughter has this t shirt. It is quite a conversation starter.

Many of you love coffee and others love tea.  I am getting ready to host a giveaway for my blogaversary. But first I need to blog more! I have been here 9 years as of November 1, 2018.
I love seeing sweet friendships blossom here.
A little tea humor
Coffee humor.

Saturday, March 10, 2018

Strong Willed Women

Most days my life seems random. I can't seem to get it together to post to each blog at least once a month here and weekly at Phamily Blog.
I'm a day late but all day yesterday I thought about all the wonderful women in my life and their strong willed personalities and all their accomplishments.
I don't know Danica Patrick personally but I have loved auto racing since I was a kid! She was in a commercial recently. My great grandboy Harrison saw her and said Vroom Vroom! I said, do you know her? He said Uh-huh! I said, is it because she drives cars fast? He said Yeah, vroom vroom!
My youngest girl and me. She is quiet most times but she teaches little ones and she loves that job even though there is not a lot of money in it. This is a favorite photo of us.
My beautiful grandmother Cecilia, the mother of my mom and all her siblings. She was the strongest women I ever knew. I celebrate her every single day I live.
My mom loved Babe Didrikson Zaharis. Although she is more famous for her golf game, she was a superb athlete . She was outstanding in basketball,baseball, golf and track and field. My mother loved baseball and played it well. These are some of the women I celebrate.
My folks were sterling examples of good faithful people. My mother always stood by my father and she raised wonderful children. She was a people person, an athlete and faithful mother to her children and a devoted wife. She loved the Lord and reminded me everyday to "pray".
My childhood hero Annie Oakley.  As a kid I wanted to be just like her. She was amazing and never backed down when compared to men who were sharpshooters.
Rebekah and Noelle, my two older daughters. This was a cute candid shot at Rebekah's wedding in December. Both of them work in insurance and they are both smart and sassy. Love my phamily.
Pray for this sweet grandboy. Babies always need prayer. Here is telling his dad he is not interested in sleep but rather playtime.
I share Scripture with Harrison everytime he is with me. He loves his little bible, it is designed for his small hands. I hope one day he will cherish it as I treasure my first bible.
Come visit Beverly at Pink Saturday and share.
A sweetheart of a friend I met at blogging and Pink Saturday sent me this beautiful bible. Although she asked that she remain anonymous I cherish this gift and that sweet lady too. The cover is so soft and exquisite and I read from this bible daily.
Check out the pink sofa peeking in this Scripture post and visit some Pinkies today.



Saturday, November 4, 2017

A TEA TYME GIVEAWAY


I came over to post and tell everyone who has followed me thank you. Originally, before my make over was complete, I was able to see comments. I keep posting and I am not seeing comments, I was frustrated because I have zero skills for this type of technology. So since I am knee deep in a Tea Cup/Tea Mug Exchange with Sweet Stephanie and ran into a little glitch regarding delivery, I decided, I would remain faithful to the vendors I use and take a breathe and offer a giveaway related to tea here too.
Am I confused? Goodness, yes! Trying to make decisions with the upcoming December wedding  for Rebekah and Zach, has my brain on overload.  I thought a nice giveaway would be in order.
Chocolate may be involved too.  Here are the easy peasy instructions to enter this giveaway. Please please follow me here, leave a comment but in that comment tell me what type of chocolate is your favorite and also what is your favorite color!  Finally, do you love tea and/or coffee? Any favorites? If you do not have a blog leave your e mail so I may reach you if you are one of the winners! Just answer those easy questions in the comment section. I will make an announcement at Face Book and Instagram too so everyone can be included.
I hope you will come over and visit me occasionally.  Although  my plate is full,  filled with wedding dazes and new babies coming our way , I try to post at each one of my blogs. It is ultimately a journal for me to look back on and I love my blogs and all the friends I have made as a result of them. I hope my children and grands will use these blogs as a peek into their heritage here, I love when my relatives tell me they have stopped by. It means a lot to me to have so much love in our sometime scary world. I love knowing each one of you that do blog and hope we can all continue this journey.



Monday, October 2, 2017

P R A Y