Home / Blogs / SongofJoy57's Blog /

Thanksgiving 2007

Category: The Daytime of Life | Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 3:12 am

---

Erik was hungry !!!!

Most of our food would not fit on my table because it is small. The menfolk like to watch the game while they eat, and Karen and I sat with the children in the dining room. Everyone enjoyed everything, but took dessert home as they were stuffed. I could not find any sectional plates with a fall theme . . . but the children liked the Christmas plates, and turkey napkins.



L to R . . . David, Erik, Adam, Karen & Tyler, and my fiance' Robb.

Our friend from SC did not come until Saturday so he got leftovers today, after he and Robb cut two good loads of wood.

Last edited: Sat Nov 24, 2007 3:24 am

This blog entry has been viewed 1266 times

---

My Family

Category: The Daytime of Life | Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 2:27 pm

---

Erik Blake turned 7 in January, and is Tyler's big brother. He wanted a baby sister badly, so he could be the "big brother." When we found out that the baby was a boy, he appeared to lose some of his enthusiasm. I reminded him that he would still be the big brother. He quickly corrected me saying, "No MeeMaw . . . I will be "the boss of it now." He is playing basketball again this year, and was reading on the fourth grade level in the first grade. (His parents always read to him before he could read.) We get along so well, and enjoy spending time together. We like to go to bed early, and get up early. We love nature, and he is so fun to be around.


This is my youngest grandson, Tyler Marley. He turned two in September. (This picture is from last spring before he was weaned.) He is a very unique character . . . very moody . . . and more dramatic than any baby that I have seen in my fifty years going through the terrible twos. He calls me "Umm-Maw." I have gotten him interested in birds, and we watch them at the birdfeeder from the porch."



These are my two sons, David Mikeal and Robert Adam, and my oldest grandson, Erik Blake. Adam was 26 in May,and David was 19 in June. Adam is Tyler's and Erik's dad, and his wife Karen was working, (or she would be in these pictures too! I will do a piece on her later.) Adam loves anything Irish, collects dragons, and is an engraver by trade. David loves music, cars, and is starting to become interested in social issues. He prepares food at a local restaurant. He is not married or dating, but is a very lonely guy. Although he does not talk about it much. . . his self esteem is very low at this point of his life. His girlfriend of about 5 years moved to Kentucky, and he has not met anyone yet. I pray that the right one will come along someday. He is such a caring and considerate person . . . even if he is mine. (No, I know my children have faults too. LOL!!!) Both of my sons love art, and always enjoy doing sketches in their spare time. I have raised them by myself for the most part, and I think we are closer because of the struggles we have had to go through in our lives. I always wanted girls until I became pregnant. I wanted seven daughters, and had names picked out for each one of them by the time I was 12. I wouldn't trade what God decided I could raise best for anything in the world.

Last edited: Fri Sep 04, 2015 5:21 pm

This blog entry has been viewed 686 times

---

Busy Saturday morning

Category: The Daytime of Life | Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2007 1:34 pm

---

I have added my pictures now . . .or what I have that best match up to my blog. (Click here to view them.)
I have my two grandsons with me, and we are going to an art crawl in Newton today. We have had breakfast and filled the birdfeeder, and now we must get ready! Take care & blessings.


Aunt Etta Lee Pruitt in front of her twirly gigs in her yard on Saturday, November 3rd, 2007. She had not slept well the night before and was in low spirits, but looks quite stunning in her black outfit despite the poor sleep the night before. (She is in her seventies.) She joined us for the art crawl and lunch right after this was taken. My grandsons (Erik & Tyler) and I enjoyed our time with her on that day.


Last edited: Sun Nov 11, 2007 12:46 pm

This blog entry has been viewed 667 times

---

Hickory Teabushes

Category: The Daytime of Life | Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 1:46 pm

---

In the Sherrill's Ford section of Catawba County, NC near the old gold mine, there is a section of property still fondly remembered by old-timers who still abide there as the "Old Barnes Homeplace."

I am told that the house caught fire one day while Elsie Barnes, my grandmother, was roasting peanuts.

Not long after, the family moved to Newton. My father, John Douglas, was still serving in the Korean War at this unfortunate time.

Not so many years ago, if you walked up the overgrown lane, you could see the huge cedars that Daddy and Aunt Elaine planted as saplings ions ago. My dad told me the year they were planted and how old he and Elaine were during that time period.

Unfortunately, this tidbit of information has been lost to an ailment that I fondly call "Old-Timers Syndrome." The chimney to the old house still loomed in the midst of tangled trees and honeysuckle vine. [IMG] And if you went in the late spring, and had a very keen eye, you would see purple irises, my grandmother's favorite flower, and daffodills still competing with the weeds. She loved flowers, and I recall that everyplace that she lived, flowers adorned her yard.

If you looked to your left, tucked snuggly in the tall weeds and brambles by a pigpath of a road, you would see an old coupe, once driven by Uncle Wayne, abandoned where it "gave up the ghost" decades ago.
During my childhood, Daddy would take us there, from time to time. I remember looking around, and prompting him with a question, "Daddy, where are those Hickory Teabushes?" He turned, and gave the question considerable thought,"Hickory Teabushes?" I elaborated on my honest question, "Yes Daddy, Hickory Teabushes. You know, you said when you were a child, Granddaddy Barnes would cut a switch from a bush, and make the hickory tea run down your legs." My dad laughed and then went on to explain what he really meant. Needless to say, I was very embarrassed at my own limited point of view.
Years later, after my mom and dad moved to Clearmont, Florida, when they came up for the Christmas holidays, he always made a point to drop in and pay a visit to the Edwards' Family, old neighbors from an era gone by, and to bring them some Florida sunshine (citrus fruit) as a gift of old friendship.
I returned to that section of the county, about a year ago, but could not access the road. There are private property signs and a new sawmill barring the way down memory lane. I couldn't see the ancient cedar trees, daffodils or majestic irises, but to my amazement the hickory teabushes were still thriving in abundance, and seemed to be screaming out, "Beware, to all children who don't listen to their parents!"



This blog entry has been viewed 745 times

---

Fall Brings Out My Best

Category: The Daytime of Life | Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2007 1:56 pm

---

Pumpkin bread muffins with coffee . . . for my household. . . I love the fall!!!

Wish you were here to enjoy!!!

My Hens and Chicks . . . I have had them for about 15 years . . .



My mom used to grow her's in a washpan when she was alive . . . My seventy five year old aunt gave me these long ago . . .




This blog entry has been viewed 522 times

---

Easy Like Sunday Morning . . .

Category: The Daytime of Life | Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2007 1:31 pm

---

I love my weekends, and love the fall of the year . . .

These are my newest girls . . . They looked sort of pitiful until the weather cooled down a little . . . I also have been watering them about once a week. . . (We are in a drought situation here.)

I had to go out of town on business this week, and we had a little rain while I was gone . . . I was so pleased to go out back, and visit with them when I returned. I love to pinch . . . pinch . . . pinch them, and deadhead them also!!!



Would you like to know a little more about caring for mums in an enjoyable way? (My mom is gone on to Our Maker.) I learned from reading a short story back in my college American Literature class. It is "Chrysanthamums," by John Steinbeck. It is a wonderful short story, and has some good tips for caring for mums in it. It was written in 1938, and takes place in the Salinas Valley in California. I also think we gardners can also relate to the woman in the story as it goes along. Copy Paste Read Enjoy
www.nbu.bg/webs/amb/american/4/steinbeck/chrysanthemums.htm







This blog entry has been viewed 591 times

---

Goto page previous, 1, 2,

Home / Blogs / SongofJoy57's Blog /