A few years ago I gifted my sister with a really nice ball point pen. I had one at work that I loved and decided to buy a bunch to give to family for Christmas. Since they had a company logo on them and they were sold from the company store they were quite reasonable for the quality. Well the pen has finally gone dry and needed to be refilled. When called and asked what kind of refill was needed I responded promptly "Parker T-ball Jotter". When my sister told me she was standing in front of a refill display at Staples and there was nothing labeled T-ball Jotter. I had to dash over to Amazon so I could tell her what the modern equivalent would be.
I should pause here to let you know that I worked in a stationary store for a couple of years after high school. I love walking through stationary stores the way some people like walking through hardware stores or book shops.
Well the search for refills prompted me to look at Amazon for similar things that were a part of my youth. Things like fountain pens and stationary. Fountain pens were not hard to find but I was amazed that there is such a thing as disposable fountain pens and that a good Waterman Pen could cost $100. A nice Parker was anywhere form $24 to $100 and a bottle of ink is shown as costing $10.
Using a fountain pen was mandatory while I was in 7th and 8th grade and I spent many a day with ink stained fingers and clothes. Ink cost less than a dollar a bottle and it would last for months. The only colors the nuns would allow were blue or blue/black. Peacock blue ink was much too showy for the Sisters of Saint Joseph back in the day. I was not allowed the use of a ball point pen for schoolwork until I started high school in the fall of '62.
So, once I finished shaking my head in disbelief at writing instruments I thought I'd look for letter writing stationary. I can't remember the last time I wrote an honest to goodness real letter. I still have half used boxes of stationary that I was saving for special occasions that are probably 30 years old.
When I was in my 20's I wrote letters to friends and relatives 2 or more times a week. My brother was in the Navy and away from home and I had friends who moved away from Philadelphia. Long distance calls were not an option because of the expense so letter writing was the thing to do. I would get onionskin paper for air-mail because it would cost less to send. I went through tablets of paper and boxes of envelopes for a few years.
Emails, facebook and blogs have replaced putting pen to paper. Makes you wonder how we will be communicating 20 years from now.
Ah well, I've rambled enough for now.
Take care all.
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Sunday 01/29/2012
It is a lazy Sunday afternoon and I've been on the laptop for a while now. I surfed around facebook, played some games, and learned to clear my cache and flush the DNS on my computer. (Thank heaven for Google!)
The TV is on in the background and I'm listening to my latest CD's here on the computer via earphones. I have the McGuire Sisters "Greatest Hits" and Doris Day's "My Heart". So I like the music of the 50's and early 60's. It's when I was growing up and I like it. Sue me! (HA!) I've also discovered Spotify recently and have a few playlists there. One for Broadway, one for my favorite female singers and one for country.
Something new this week...I got a haircut the other day (very short even for me) and made the decision to let the gray/white grow out. I started coloring my hair when I was forty and I want to see if I now have the white hair my mother always wished for. If it gets too wiry I can always go back to coloring. I figured I'm retired now and why the heck not.
My rant for the week...I've been reading a lot lately about marriage equality. It is my personal belief that if a same sex couple wants to marry they should not be prevented from doing so. It has also been pointed out that this is a civil contract and that the religious aspect is a "celebration". I was raised a Roman Catholic. I was taught that Matrimony is a sacrament. I was also taught that this is the only sacrament not officiated by the church. In Matrimony the church, in the person of a priest or deacon, serves only to witness the sacrament that the parties confer upon each other. That being said you have to believe that any couple, no matter their gender, may confer that sacrament upon each other if they believe that it is indeed what they are doing. The folks in Rome or the local diocese may not recognize it but that does not take away the grace of the sacrament. Here is the other side of the coin...if you have a sacramental marriage the bond may not be broken if you just decide you don't want to be together anymore or someone better comes along. This is just my 2 cents on the issue. (And when did the cents sign disappear from keyboards?)
Tonight, four weeks from the Oscars, we have the Screen Actors Guild Awards to watch. The thing I love about this ward is that actors are voting for actors and both TV and movies are represented. I'm looking forward to seeing this and it will be shown on TNT and TBS. I hope THE HELP wins. It was a fantastic movie.
I hope that you all have a great week. May your troubles be small and your graces be many.
The TV is on in the background and I'm listening to my latest CD's here on the computer via earphones. I have the McGuire Sisters "Greatest Hits" and Doris Day's "My Heart". So I like the music of the 50's and early 60's. It's when I was growing up and I like it. Sue me! (HA!) I've also discovered Spotify recently and have a few playlists there. One for Broadway, one for my favorite female singers and one for country.
Something new this week...I got a haircut the other day (very short even for me) and made the decision to let the gray/white grow out. I started coloring my hair when I was forty and I want to see if I now have the white hair my mother always wished for. If it gets too wiry I can always go back to coloring. I figured I'm retired now and why the heck not.
My rant for the week...I've been reading a lot lately about marriage equality. It is my personal belief that if a same sex couple wants to marry they should not be prevented from doing so. It has also been pointed out that this is a civil contract and that the religious aspect is a "celebration". I was raised a Roman Catholic. I was taught that Matrimony is a sacrament. I was also taught that this is the only sacrament not officiated by the church. In Matrimony the church, in the person of a priest or deacon, serves only to witness the sacrament that the parties confer upon each other. That being said you have to believe that any couple, no matter their gender, may confer that sacrament upon each other if they believe that it is indeed what they are doing. The folks in Rome or the local diocese may not recognize it but that does not take away the grace of the sacrament. Here is the other side of the coin...if you have a sacramental marriage the bond may not be broken if you just decide you don't want to be together anymore or someone better comes along. This is just my 2 cents on the issue. (And when did the cents sign disappear from keyboards?)
Tonight, four weeks from the Oscars, we have the Screen Actors Guild Awards to watch. The thing I love about this ward is that actors are voting for actors and both TV and movies are represented. I'm looking forward to seeing this and it will be shown on TNT and TBS. I hope THE HELP wins. It was a fantastic movie.
I hope that you all have a great week. May your troubles be small and your graces be many.
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Sunday 01/15/2012
Good Lord! It's 2012. To be honest when I was a kid I never thought I'd live this far into the new century. Of course I was going by what I knew then. When I was a kid and looking at movies made in WWII people in their 40's looked to be in their 70's and people in their 60's were old and crotchety and were ready to pick out headstones. Now we see Jane Fonda in a leotard at the age of 74 teaching all us boomers how to stay fit and active. My, how times and perceptions have changed.
Today is the day that the 2012 Award season kicks off. Tonight the Golden Globes will be seen on NBC. Ricky Gervais will again host as the Hollywood Foreign Press salutes what it feels is the best and brightest in movies and TV from the past year. We'll get to watch a red carpet and see what female actors will be touted as fashion icons or fashion fools. We'll get to exchange comments among ourselves about the commentators and who of them are the best and the worst. This is our fun for having to watch hours of commercials for the nominated movies and shows. So tonight pull up your favorite snacks and beverage and put on your comfy jammies and enjoy. And remember that the OSCARS will be telecast on February 26th. Tonight is just the warm-up.
Nothing else is new around here. So all have a great week.
Today is the day that the 2012 Award season kicks off. Tonight the Golden Globes will be seen on NBC. Ricky Gervais will again host as the Hollywood Foreign Press salutes what it feels is the best and brightest in movies and TV from the past year. We'll get to watch a red carpet and see what female actors will be touted as fashion icons or fashion fools. We'll get to exchange comments among ourselves about the commentators and who of them are the best and the worst. This is our fun for having to watch hours of commercials for the nominated movies and shows. So tonight pull up your favorite snacks and beverage and put on your comfy jammies and enjoy. And remember that the OSCARS will be telecast on February 26th. Tonight is just the warm-up.
Nothing else is new around here. So all have a great week.
Friday, December 30, 2011
Last of 2011
So, heavy sigh, another year is coming to a close. We look back and think about all that happened to us and the people we love in the last 12 months. I guess that is the price that we pay for being human in the 21st century. The media makes it seem that if we don't have that sense of introspection then we are somehow lacking an integral part of what it takes to make us human. So we look back.
Lots happened in the last year. I lost my job and retired. I made lemonade of lemons. It was something I wanted and am ever grateful to the powers that be that allowed it to happen. I remember years ago there was a lovely woman I worked with who retired from Royal. She had worked there for years and was making plans for travel and spending time with grandchildren that she had far too little time with and after being retired a short three months she died of a heart attack. I didn't want that to be me. Ergo...lemonade.
I was also a bit cowardly this year. We had a big shindig scheduled to attend on August 27th. My Uncle Jack was celebrating his 85th birthday and my lovely cousins were throwing him a birthday bash. That was the weekend that Hurricane Irene came calling. After listening to the doom and gloom being forecast I made the decision that making a 2.5 hour drive south was not the wisest thing to do. It turned out that areas north and east of us were effected much more than we here in Philly were but while I believe the decision to stay home was the right one I still feel like a wuss.
I spent time reading both good books and bad books. I stayed away from the romance genre for years but have developed a penchant for it since I have so much time on my hands. I like Lorelei James and Melissa Schroder as well as Lauren Dane. I also caught up with Sue Grafton and U IS FOR UNDERTOW which is the latest installment of the Kinsey Milhone series she started so many yeas ago. I read the latest installment in the Black Dagger Brotherhood series by J.R Ward and also read her Fallen Angels books. There were other books by other authors that are too numerous to mention. One book I would recommend to anyone is ANGELS AND MANNERS by Cynn Chadwick. It is a great story of two women who pull each other up and out of section 8 housing through hard work and common sense. The protaganists children bring a lot of levity to the story. (I will say that I love the fact that so many authors can be found on facebook or have blogs and are willing to update their readers on what is happening with new releases.)
I did not get to the movies as much as I hoped to this year. I did see THE HELP and it was wonderful. A number of award nominations have been made and in the next couple of months we'll see how it does. I can only say it was a remarkable cast of actors that did an extraordinary job telling Kathryn Stockett's story. The funny thing about seeing that movie was that I happened to go on the day the east coast experienced an earthquake. I totally missed it. I also saw THE MIGHTY MACS and while it won't win awards or go down in cinema history it was an enjoyable story about women's college basketball.
Back in October the Phillies left all of us here in my city on the Delaware bereft by not making it to the World Series after having the best regular season record in the game. This was their year and they blew it. I hope they can make up for it next year. I really do!
While I could probably prattle on here for a few more paragraphs I'm going to stop here.
May you have a Happy and Blessed 2012. May God grant us the patience to get through the next 10+ months until the general Election in November.
Bye for now everyone.
Lots happened in the last year. I lost my job and retired. I made lemonade of lemons. It was something I wanted and am ever grateful to the powers that be that allowed it to happen. I remember years ago there was a lovely woman I worked with who retired from Royal. She had worked there for years and was making plans for travel and spending time with grandchildren that she had far too little time with and after being retired a short three months she died of a heart attack. I didn't want that to be me. Ergo...lemonade.
I was also a bit cowardly this year. We had a big shindig scheduled to attend on August 27th. My Uncle Jack was celebrating his 85th birthday and my lovely cousins were throwing him a birthday bash. That was the weekend that Hurricane Irene came calling. After listening to the doom and gloom being forecast I made the decision that making a 2.5 hour drive south was not the wisest thing to do. It turned out that areas north and east of us were effected much more than we here in Philly were but while I believe the decision to stay home was the right one I still feel like a wuss.
I spent time reading both good books and bad books. I stayed away from the romance genre for years but have developed a penchant for it since I have so much time on my hands. I like Lorelei James and Melissa Schroder as well as Lauren Dane. I also caught up with Sue Grafton and U IS FOR UNDERTOW which is the latest installment of the Kinsey Milhone series she started so many yeas ago. I read the latest installment in the Black Dagger Brotherhood series by J.R Ward and also read her Fallen Angels books. There were other books by other authors that are too numerous to mention. One book I would recommend to anyone is ANGELS AND MANNERS by Cynn Chadwick. It is a great story of two women who pull each other up and out of section 8 housing through hard work and common sense. The protaganists children bring a lot of levity to the story. (I will say that I love the fact that so many authors can be found on facebook or have blogs and are willing to update their readers on what is happening with new releases.)
I did not get to the movies as much as I hoped to this year. I did see THE HELP and it was wonderful. A number of award nominations have been made and in the next couple of months we'll see how it does. I can only say it was a remarkable cast of actors that did an extraordinary job telling Kathryn Stockett's story. The funny thing about seeing that movie was that I happened to go on the day the east coast experienced an earthquake. I totally missed it. I also saw THE MIGHTY MACS and while it won't win awards or go down in cinema history it was an enjoyable story about women's college basketball.
Back in October the Phillies left all of us here in my city on the Delaware bereft by not making it to the World Series after having the best regular season record in the game. This was their year and they blew it. I hope they can make up for it next year. I really do!
While I could probably prattle on here for a few more paragraphs I'm going to stop here.
May you have a Happy and Blessed 2012. May God grant us the patience to get through the next 10+ months until the general Election in November.
Bye for now everyone.
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Christmas 2011
Another year is wrapping up and Christmas is a week away.
The thing you have to love about this time of the year is that you can sit back and reminisce as you pull out those decorations and ornaments from years past and no one will criticize you for it. So here are some of my Christmas memories...
I remember going to bed on Christmas eve with no evidence of a tree or presents anywhere in the house and waking up on Christmas morning to find out a tree was up on a platform where the couch usually sat. Trains were on the platform and the platform was wrapped in chimney paper and the presents were all around. After the gifts were opened they were stored under the platform.
The year I was 6 and Santa brought a green Schwinn bicycle for me. My grandparents had taken me to Wannamaker's to visit Santa and I asked for a desk or a bicycle. When Christmas morning came and the presents were all opened there was no evidence of bike or desk. Then I was prodded to go out to the dinning room and look under the pile of coats in front of the buffet. Under them sat my Schwinn all shiny and new. Since the weather was cold and clear I was able to take it out for a ride. The problem was I couldn't reach the pedals.
There was the Christmas my brother was so sick the doctor made a house call. When my mother called Dr. Klingess his wife answered the phone and my mother told her Skip wanted nothing to do with his toys. My mother said she heard Mrs. K. say "Hank you need to go over there. Any child who doesn't care about toys on Christmas needs to see a doctor."
There was the year I was 13 (that would be 1961) . My sister and brother had rooted through every closet in the house and found most of the presents my mother had hidden away. I didn't particularly want to know what they found because I wanted to be surprised but Eileen took great joy in sharing all her finds with me. I was very surprised on Christmas morning to receive not only what she had found but a Kodak camera and a transistor radio. I felt very grown up. I had that little green transistor for a very long tome and it brought me a lot of pleasure.
I remember when I was in high school I would meet up with my friends for Midnight Mass and then the whole group of us were invited back to Gerri Leonard's house where her parents welcomed all of us with snacks and hot chocolate. We laughed a lot.
I remember the Christmas parties at Royal where I made an absolute fool of myself after having too much to drink.
I remember going Christmas shopping in center city and starting out at Lit Brothers and hitting Gimbels, Snellenbergs, Strawbridge & Clothier and Wannamaker's on my way up Market St. Whenever I hear "Silver Bells" it reminds me of Market St. back in the day.
As I got older I came to appreciate all my mother did to make sure we had a wonderful Christmas. My father worked as a bartender and worked nights with Sunday his only day off. There was no car so Mom had to take a bus wherever she went to shop. Since Dad didn't get home till the wee small hours of the morning it fell to my Mother to take care of getting the tree and the presents out. I'm sure that she was helped by our neighbors but she had to do all the planning and buying and cooking. Bars were not closed on Christmas so we had to have dinner very early on Christmas so my father could get to work. Since there were four Frett kids you know that there was no such thing as sleeping in on Christmas morning. We were raring to go by 7:00 AM and when I think that my parents hadn't gotten to sleep till 4:00 at the earliest I wonder how they made it through the day! We had to get to church and dinner need to be on the table by 2:00. It's a wonder to me how everything got done without my Mom having a breakdown.
There are too many good memories to put down here. These were just some highlights and I'm sure my siblings would have their own unique memories to share were they so inclined. Maybe they'll take a look at this and add a thing or two.
At any rate take some time this year to take some good mental pictures to file away in your own memory bank. Remember the smells and thee sounds of this Christmas.
Most of all take note of all the people you love who are with you. Those you love are your most precious gifts. Then remember all you love who are gone and honor them by remembering all the joy they brought to your life.
MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY AND HEALTHY 2012!!!
The thing you have to love about this time of the year is that you can sit back and reminisce as you pull out those decorations and ornaments from years past and no one will criticize you for it. So here are some of my Christmas memories...
I remember going to bed on Christmas eve with no evidence of a tree or presents anywhere in the house and waking up on Christmas morning to find out a tree was up on a platform where the couch usually sat. Trains were on the platform and the platform was wrapped in chimney paper and the presents were all around. After the gifts were opened they were stored under the platform.
The year I was 6 and Santa brought a green Schwinn bicycle for me. My grandparents had taken me to Wannamaker's to visit Santa and I asked for a desk or a bicycle. When Christmas morning came and the presents were all opened there was no evidence of bike or desk. Then I was prodded to go out to the dinning room and look under the pile of coats in front of the buffet. Under them sat my Schwinn all shiny and new. Since the weather was cold and clear I was able to take it out for a ride. The problem was I couldn't reach the pedals.
There was the Christmas my brother was so sick the doctor made a house call. When my mother called Dr. Klingess his wife answered the phone and my mother told her Skip wanted nothing to do with his toys. My mother said she heard Mrs. K. say "Hank you need to go over there. Any child who doesn't care about toys on Christmas needs to see a doctor."
There was the year I was 13 (that would be 1961) . My sister and brother had rooted through every closet in the house and found most of the presents my mother had hidden away. I didn't particularly want to know what they found because I wanted to be surprised but Eileen took great joy in sharing all her finds with me. I was very surprised on Christmas morning to receive not only what she had found but a Kodak camera and a transistor radio. I felt very grown up. I had that little green transistor for a very long tome and it brought me a lot of pleasure.
I remember when I was in high school I would meet up with my friends for Midnight Mass and then the whole group of us were invited back to Gerri Leonard's house where her parents welcomed all of us with snacks and hot chocolate. We laughed a lot.
I remember the Christmas parties at Royal where I made an absolute fool of myself after having too much to drink.
I remember going Christmas shopping in center city and starting out at Lit Brothers and hitting Gimbels, Snellenbergs, Strawbridge & Clothier and Wannamaker's on my way up Market St. Whenever I hear "Silver Bells" it reminds me of Market St. back in the day.
As I got older I came to appreciate all my mother did to make sure we had a wonderful Christmas. My father worked as a bartender and worked nights with Sunday his only day off. There was no car so Mom had to take a bus wherever she went to shop. Since Dad didn't get home till the wee small hours of the morning it fell to my Mother to take care of getting the tree and the presents out. I'm sure that she was helped by our neighbors but she had to do all the planning and buying and cooking. Bars were not closed on Christmas so we had to have dinner very early on Christmas so my father could get to work. Since there were four Frett kids you know that there was no such thing as sleeping in on Christmas morning. We were raring to go by 7:00 AM and when I think that my parents hadn't gotten to sleep till 4:00 at the earliest I wonder how they made it through the day! We had to get to church and dinner need to be on the table by 2:00. It's a wonder to me how everything got done without my Mom having a breakdown.
There are too many good memories to put down here. These were just some highlights and I'm sure my siblings would have their own unique memories to share were they so inclined. Maybe they'll take a look at this and add a thing or two.
At any rate take some time this year to take some good mental pictures to file away in your own memory bank. Remember the smells and thee sounds of this Christmas.
Most of all take note of all the people you love who are with you. Those you love are your most precious gifts. Then remember all you love who are gone and honor them by remembering all the joy they brought to your life.
MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY AND HEALTHY 2012!!!
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Occupy Philadelphia 11-29-2011
I was watching the news earlier about the people still in Dillworth Plaza (at Philadelphia City Hall) as part of Occupy Philadelphia. I don't understand these fools who are battening down the hatches to prevent being removed from the plaza. The city has been very patient and considerate of these people.
Their permits have expired and they have no legal right to stay. And I see no moral imperative for their presence there either.
They are protesting but without a specific aim. In the 60's and 70's protests were held for racial equality and to end the war in Vietnam. These were concrete aims. There were measurable results. People voted and men stopped dying.
These people want to end social and economic inequality but how is that accomplished? These aims must be earned with hard work. I grant that big business in this country, and throughout the world, has a lot to be taken to task for. However the Bank of America or Wells Fargo or any of the other corporations folks are angry at can't simply grant someone social or economic status.
In the meantime the construction crews that should be working on the plaza are being held up. No work is being done and the men and women waiting to do their jobs and earn a paycheck and take care of their families are being held up.
These protesters are not the idealists of ATLAS SHRUGGED. Many of the squatter/protesters I've seen on the news appear to be young and angry at the world in general or the sick and homeless who have been a problem for society in general for the last 30 years or so. I have yet to see a protester here in Philly who actually appears to have a valid argument to make or a way the businesses they are protesting against can resolve that problem.
I may be getting old but I just had to get that out of my system. Thank you for your patience!
Their permits have expired and they have no legal right to stay. And I see no moral imperative for their presence there either.
They are protesting but without a specific aim. In the 60's and 70's protests were held for racial equality and to end the war in Vietnam. These were concrete aims. There were measurable results. People voted and men stopped dying.
These people want to end social and economic inequality but how is that accomplished? These aims must be earned with hard work. I grant that big business in this country, and throughout the world, has a lot to be taken to task for. However the Bank of America or Wells Fargo or any of the other corporations folks are angry at can't simply grant someone social or economic status.
In the meantime the construction crews that should be working on the plaza are being held up. No work is being done and the men and women waiting to do their jobs and earn a paycheck and take care of their families are being held up.
These protesters are not the idealists of ATLAS SHRUGGED. Many of the squatter/protesters I've seen on the news appear to be young and angry at the world in general or the sick and homeless who have been a problem for society in general for the last 30 years or so. I have yet to see a protester here in Philly who actually appears to have a valid argument to make or a way the businesses they are protesting against can resolve that problem.
I may be getting old but I just had to get that out of my system. Thank you for your patience!
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Sunday 11/20/2011
A big hello to anyone who actually clicks on the link to read this.
Today is my brother's 60th birthday. Cards were sent and we, his sisters, took him out to dinner to celebrate last weekend. Eileen even took a ride and took him out to lunch today. He is a low key kind of guy and after his kids & family his interests in life are the Civil War and history in general. I do remember that the day he was born I was in center city with my grandmother and when we got on the bus at 2nd and Market to go back to her house I announced to the bus driver that I had a new baby brother. That is my earliest memory and to this day I can remember what the inside of that bus looked like.
This Thursday is Thanksgiving. As things stand now we won't be having a lot of company. My brother and his son will be here for dinner and Eileen and Bill will be doing the cooking. Turkey with the fixin's and that will incluse creamed onions which is a family favorite reserved for Thanksgiving only. Those small white onions are a bitch to peel but taste so good. They just aren't the same if you use the canned.
Earlier this week I posted the following and am repeating it here in case you missed it:
You've got to love facebook and the cyber universe in general for the world that has been opened to us. We can be in touch every day with people we may not have seen in years. We can share a laugh or a picture or a song that will bring a smile to someone thousands of miles away. We can meet people who enjoy the same pastimes we do and are on the other side of the earth. You can reach out to an author or musician or artist that you admire and let them know what their work has meant to you. But in the words of Sgt. Esterhaus on Hill Street Blues "be careful out there".
I also saw R.E. Bradshaw's blog about things her mother says. You can find it at
http://rebradshawbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/stuff-my-mother-says.html?zx=2e229f4542e8afed.
Here is a small sample:
There are the threatening ones, because we were hellions. "I'll snatch a knot in you." "My God, I hope you have two just like you." "Don't let your mouth write out a check your ass can't pay for." "I will beat you within an inch of your life" (That was an idle threat, but it worked.) And last but not least, another favorite, "Y'all are driving me crazy. You're going to have to come peek at me through the bars on Sunday." There was the constant threat that we would drive her to the Sanatorium.
Today is my brother's 60th birthday. Cards were sent and we, his sisters, took him out to dinner to celebrate last weekend. Eileen even took a ride and took him out to lunch today. He is a low key kind of guy and after his kids & family his interests in life are the Civil War and history in general. I do remember that the day he was born I was in center city with my grandmother and when we got on the bus at 2nd and Market to go back to her house I announced to the bus driver that I had a new baby brother. That is my earliest memory and to this day I can remember what the inside of that bus looked like.
This Thursday is Thanksgiving. As things stand now we won't be having a lot of company. My brother and his son will be here for dinner and Eileen and Bill will be doing the cooking. Turkey with the fixin's and that will incluse creamed onions which is a family favorite reserved for Thanksgiving only. Those small white onions are a bitch to peel but taste so good. They just aren't the same if you use the canned.
Earlier this week I posted the following and am repeating it here in case you missed it:
You've got to love facebook and the cyber universe in general for the world that has been opened to us. We can be in touch every day with people we may not have seen in years. We can share a laugh or a picture or a song that will bring a smile to someone thousands of miles away. We can meet people who enjoy the same pastimes we do and are on the other side of the earth. You can reach out to an author or musician or artist that you admire and let them know what their work has meant to you. But in the words of Sgt. Esterhaus on Hill Street Blues "be careful out there".
I also saw R.E. Bradshaw's blog about things her mother says. You can find it at
http://rebradshawbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/stuff-my-mother-says.html?zx=2e229f4542e8afed.
Here is a small sample:
There are the threatening ones, because we were hellions. "I'll snatch a knot in you." "My God, I hope you have two just like you." "Don't let your mouth write out a check your ass can't pay for." "I will beat you within an inch of your life" (That was an idle threat, but it worked.) And last but not least, another favorite, "Y'all are driving me crazy. You're going to have to come peek at me through the bars on Sunday." There was the constant threat that we would drive her to the Sanatorium.
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