Monday, November 19, 2018

Hook, Line and Sinker

Last week, I received a text from my adult son inquiring about cooking a turkey in the microwave.
A rather large turkey.
In the microwave.
Being a parent whose first instinct was to tell him that he was nuts and that a 25 pound beast very well might cause his microwave to break free from its mounting and as it crashed, would cause some sort of nuclear explosion.
That's what I wanted to say.....
But trying to be a supportive mom  whose son would  learn from his mistakes, 
while hoping he would catch on to my subtle (or not) comments that it was a crazy idea, we had the following text conversation.

I even went so far as  to send him this helpful tip.
You know, all subtle like.

He never responded, so I figured he had give up his notion to nuke a turkey the size of a small child.
But then.
I read about a prank that is going viral. 
I actually laughed out loud.
Both for the fact that I fell hard for it and in relief that my son wasn't really asking that question.
I don't think.

Wednesday, November 14, 2018

A Birthday Celebration

When SPF began talking about her birthday, all she asked for was having a few friends over to spend the night. 
A simple and meaningful request.    
So one Friday after school, we had 6 teenager girls over who needed to eat when they hit the front door..
Quesadillas fit the  bill and were virtually inhaled!

These girls are all so much fun, well behaved and easy.  
Beth and I had come up with a project that would be something they could be creative with and take home.

Splatter painting seemed pretty benign for teenagers.
In theory.
In actuality, there were some items of clothing that might be relegated to mucking out corrals .

 But, wardrobe damages aside, the artwork came out pretty cool, I think.

SPF liked it so much that she made another one for her teacher's birthday.
Fun stuff.

 There was chicken wrangling. 
 The only one who captured a  fowl was the one by the coop moving slowly and intently.

After a dinner of Hun's Chili Beans with fixin's...minus the cornbread that I forgot to make, the girls devoured Chocolate Fondue.
This is a no brainer. 
So easy.
So tasty!

I had also made a "would you rather" bowl of questions.
Nothing too crazy, but those not wanting to answer were treated to a mystery jelly bean.
The reactions were pretty funny.

They settled into SPF's room to solve the worlds' problems, before a couple girls had to leave due to early morning Saturday commitments.  
Those who were able to stay overnight had Biscuits and Chocolate Gravy for breakfast, because our girl doesn't believe in too much chocolate.
Her actual birthday was several days later, so the celebration continued.
Ribs, Twice Baked Taters,  Warm Spinach Salad and of course, 
Uncle Ronnie's CHOCOLATE cake. know.

And she squealed like I hoped she would when she opened her gift.

It was a good few days celebrating one of my favorite humans.

Tuesday, November 13, 2018

It's That Time of Year

With all the things going on around here this year, I nearly forgot this!

It is time...this turn in your shoebox for Samaritan's Purse Operation Christmas Child.
Click here to find your drop off location and times they will be open to accept your sweet gift.
And if you need ideas on what to include, click here.
It might be advantageous for you to read the list of what NOT to include before heading to the store.

 We will be taking the candy canes out.

Sunday, November 11, 2018

Sunday Truism on Veteran's Day

"As we express our gratitude, 
we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, 
but to live by them.
~John Fitzgerald Kennedy

Friday, November 9, 2018


If you see something beautiful in someone, speak it.
~Ruthie Lindsey

Thursday, November 8, 2018

What is Love?

Love is preparing the requested birthday dinner items when you have self diagnosed yourself as having misophonia.

Love is also when your family, who knows of your affliction, is kind enough to keep rib consuming noises to a minimum.

Wednesday, November 7, 2018

A Sisterhood

Her happy place.
It still is.
Mom and her sweet friends, were again, in charge of decorating the lobby and demonstrating their talents at the Show and Sale.
And I got to help!

This year, several ladies (eleven,  I think) are taking an online weaving workshop and learning a lot about color.  
The items displayed this well as in the photos on the backdrop, are all from that class.

In addition to helping set up, I was able to wander and people watch during the show.  
Mom took her loom to demonstrating how the weaving process begins.
How to warp the loom.
As I watched her show visitors what she was doing and explain, not only that, but point out certain things in the display, I was reminded what a great teacher she is.
She has been a ballet instructor, a needlepoint teacher at the junior college as well as in yarn shops.
She has taught spinning (yarn, not the bike) classes in her home and now, she was sharing her happy place knowledge once again.
Warping the loom is when one threads the thread through a multitude of heddles (they look like large sewing needles with an eye) on the loom.
 She explained that the swag on the backdrop was a 10 yard long warp.
After the show, the weaver will cut this swag into towels.
While warping the loom is not difficult, it is a bit tedious.
As she said, by warping such a long piece at one time, 
"you only have to do the gooble-dee-gook once!"
The comes the fun part. 
The thread going the other direction.
Creating your vision...or following a pattern...or some of each.
Mom shared that all of the yellow towels, came from the same warp. 
By changing the color of the weft, the final product is completely  different.

Mom's creativity and vision always amazes me.
 Her ability to see something in her head and ultimately bring it to fruition is mind boggling to me.
Even by simply dressing the mannequins I painted,  something elegant is created.

Mom's creativity is simply enhanced when she surrounds herself with like minded, imaginative  people. 
Their talents compliment each other. 
Their talents combined is awe inspiring.

I mean, who would have thought that tying a bunch of multi-colored bobbins together would create the perfect decorative item on the back drop.
Not me.
But, I came home wanting to design a room around curtains with bobbins as the tie-backs!

Other than being surrounded by beautiful things, I was also surrounded by true love and joy.  
Mom has found in these ladies (and I dare say, they have found in her), a special friendship. 
A sisterhood.
Her people.
And I was blessed to be a small part of that.