Friday, April 7, 2017

A repeat post...

In a post over at Lily Valley, Karen ask if we had a favorite gift or item from childhood.  Though she was remembering Easter, the Christmas I write about below is one of my best childhood memories.  I think it will be new to a few of you.  I hope you enjoy it.

Did Santa ever come to your house? I am sure he was at the form of one of my sisters. It is the Christmas I will never forget.  Though you would think I would remember how old I was I am not sure...I think I was about seven years old.

It was late in the evening, either dark or almost dark.  I don't remember if I knew my sister, Fran was coming home or not.  Either way, in her and her husband came--and they had a big, big box full of stuff for all of us. I remember the box ripping apart.  It had toys and clothes--I can remember most of what I got, and it was wonderful.  But to just to have Fran home was joy beyond measure. 

A ham was fixed for Christmas, and it is the first time I ever remember having ham.  I could not stop eating it....every time I could I would sneak in the fridge and get a piece of it.   My mom kept telling me I was going to be sick from eating too much. Oh, my, how I loved it.  That night I paid the piper though.  I started throwing up and don't remember how many times or how long it took to stop...Fran got up and took care of me.  It was almost worth it just to have her caring for me.  I can remember her telling mom to go on back to bed, that she would stay with me.  She would wring a wash rag out and wash my face with such loving care.

Don't get me wrong, we all loved each other, but Fran is sort of the special one...I think special memories are attached to her by all of us.

She would do anything on a dare, and not afraid of anyone or anything.  I can remember when she was in high school, her and the algebra teacher got in a big, big argument.  She was sure she was right, and he  just assumed the book was right.  I think he even came to our house talking to her...not sure how right all my memories are because I was maybe not even in school then.

Anyway, I think they argued back and forth for a day or two or three, each working and reworking the problem.  He finally had to agree that Fran was right.  Anyway, that is just a sample of what she is/was made of.

Back to that Christmas, she brought the game of Tripoly home...I was too young to actually I just sat by her side.  I don't remember how the game is played, but a free hand is dealt.  Well, she  would look at her hand and whisper to me to see if there was this or that card in the free hand...and if there was, I would sneak it to her.  I would have did anything in the world for her.  Of course either her husband or one of my brothers caught her and put a stop to it.  But she was having fun just sneaking and getting by with it.

All my sisters and my brother always came home, at least once a year after they moved away, and I always hated seeing any of them leave.  It was just always worse when Fran left...

Thankful + Random

I will warn you ahead of time...this is not much of a video...I just wanted to do a little video featuring the sky....

I was wishing I could take a panoramic photo when the idea to take a short video hit I pulled as far to the side of the road and quick did this before another car came...

I am so thankful to have been able to be out for a while on day like this one.

Also, thankful that we got to keep Lorelei a couple days last week.  She initiated a little conversation with me.
Lorelei:  "I am your only grandchild, aren't I, Mamaw?"

Me: "Yes."

Lorelei:  "Well, someday I will get married and have kids and I won't be the only one.  But I have got to grow up and go to school and do stuff first."   Those are pretty close to her exact words.  She used to tell me all the time she was going to have kids.  Actually, there is more to this latter part but not going into it now.


This is my new Grand-dog, Delta.  I have only seen pic of her and can't wait to meet her  in real life.

I think today has been the first day ever, that I have not felt those fearful feelings, since Roger's stroke.  Not even a little bit.  


I have three blocks cut out and hoping I get to sew them together tomorrow. 

I have gotten several phone calls made that needed to be made.   And they all went smoothly instead of having to wait and wait and wait.

I started out to make a post to link to Thankful Thursday.....

And then decided I will try to remember to link to Willy Nilly Friday 5.