Well, there’s been a lot of dancing and singing going on at this house this week! The first chemo embolism treatment was last Friday and Pepper has been “cheering me up!” He has been hilarious actually. Now that most of the pain and nausea has passed and the week of staying “out of the public” is almost over, I am really enjoying Christmas movies and the recliner. But after a week of spending the week in my pjs, a girl could get used to all this spoiling!
It is TURKEY TIME! What an incredible time to get the family around the table and give thanks for all your blessings! Even if it has been a tough year (and some years are like that) Thanksgiving as a special time to enjoy your family.
There have been years I was in the hospital and missed all of the fun, and other years I had a hard time enjoying myself and others (mostly due to my own or very touchy personal issues), and other years that I have had a BIG time. Last year was one of those tough Thanksgivings. But this year, I am planning on having a BIG time!
I have always taken the holidays for granted. Up until just a few years ago, I just assumed the holidays was one big food fest for everyone. But that is not the case. A few years ago, it hit me like a ton of bricks. When I returned from Thanksgiving adventures (with plenty more food gatherings in the following days) there were some of my coworkers who moved here for a job and their families were far away. They didn’t experience the wildness of “Great Uncle so-n-so” or “momma’s dressing.” They ate a Thanksgiving meal with those around them, usually a group of friends or their own little family. Maybe they ate with a church family.
And then there are children who are not surrounded by family who make the holidays special for them. Continue reading
The Wetu looks more like an Ewok hut from Star Wars, but it was part of a special project for the Webster-Montgomery County Homeschool Association.
The Wetu was a hut used by Native Americans when pilgrims began to come to this land. The S.T.E.M. project required the children to break into three groups to build a Wetu out of different materials. One of the requirements was it had to hold up to the weight of 25 pennies.
I will admit, I was a picky eater growing up. And while I am trying to expand my “gourmet palette,” it took a while to like chili. Can I just say, chili beans. I didn’t like them in any way, shape or form.
A few years ago, I worked as a food editor for a newspaper. I LOVED it, but a lot of people went to a lot of trouble to fix food for me. I was compelled by reasonably good manners (and let’s just say I had to say that to myself every time) to eat what was prepared for me. (The voice of my mother and both grandmothers resonating through my head.) Eventually, I had to eat a bowl of chili. At first, I just picked around the beans. After the next couple of times, I like it. I do not cook it, but I have grown to LOVE IT! (This is also from a girl who would not eat pizza until high school.) Continue reading
Lawd, I am sure the Dollar General employees are happy to see us leave tonight! #OperationChristmasChild boxes are done, but I am sure every toy gun, toy emergency vehicle and anything else that makes noise was activated and enjoyed by all involved. They are now used toys. Sorry, Dollar General! But we love #OCC and any toy isle! Can you say, #HERDINGCATS!