It feels like forever since I last blogged. Amazing how I stayed away so long, but last week was just hectic/crazy. Chicken Little didn't do so well after her 4 month check-up Tuesday. We were in and out of the doctor literally all week.
Sunday evening after church, Papa Rooster wanted a glass of tea...one glass left in the cupboard. You could tell by the stack of dishes that it had been a bad week...LOL.
By last night, I had finally gotten 90% of the dishes and 75% of the laundry done. I feel like a new woman. It's amazing how much better you feel when you house is clean(er).
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Monday, April 13, 2009
Beautiful Weekend!!!
What a beautiful weekend we had! Papa Rooster and I went shopping Saturday morning. He bought us a new toy!!! A Kubota RTV that we can all ride around the farm together. That, and our friends can use it when they come fishing! (BTW, ya'll have got to come do that soon. The weather has been perfect.)
Saturday afternoon I attended a baby shower, and then Saturday night, Papa Rooster's Grandmother had her 85th birthday party. Can you imagine 85 long years!?
Yesterday was an especially wonderful day in the Lord's house as we celebrated Resurrection Day. Chicken Little and I didn't make it to Sunrise Service, but we did enjoy regular service.
All the children we so beautiful in their new Easter outfits. We even hid eggs that they could find. I'll tell you, that FlowerChild is quick!!! I think she found the most. She just seems to "get" the idea of hunting!!
Afterwards we had lunch at my in-law's house. Papa Rooster's sister is in from out of town, and we all really enjoy her visits.
**On a side note, speaking of my sister-in-law...I'm asking for special prayers for her and her husband, as they are going to Honduras on a mission trip in the summer, which if they feel the calling, may turn into a long term mission trip. Please pray for them as they continue to fully serve God!!**
Last night was so nice too. Church service was very casual, but such a good message. (I tried to listen through the distractions of the little ones playing). I'm going to step out on a limb and say it was about Abraham and Issac, and how we have to make sacrifices to give ourselves fully to God, even when we don't understand the sacrifices to be made!!! (Hope, I'm right...LOL)
After services all the little ones played. My Chicken Little is smitten with everyone. She just smiles and coos. I loved our church family. It's such a blessing to have people who love us the same!!!!!
How was your weekend?!?
Saturday afternoon I attended a baby shower, and then Saturday night, Papa Rooster's Grandmother had her 85th birthday party. Can you imagine 85 long years!?
Yesterday was an especially wonderful day in the Lord's house as we celebrated Resurrection Day. Chicken Little and I didn't make it to Sunrise Service, but we did enjoy regular service.
All the children we so beautiful in their new Easter outfits. We even hid eggs that they could find. I'll tell you, that FlowerChild is quick!!! I think she found the most. She just seems to "get" the idea of hunting!!
Afterwards we had lunch at my in-law's house. Papa Rooster's sister is in from out of town, and we all really enjoy her visits.
**On a side note, speaking of my sister-in-law...I'm asking for special prayers for her and her husband, as they are going to Honduras on a mission trip in the summer, which if they feel the calling, may turn into a long term mission trip. Please pray for them as they continue to fully serve God!!**
Last night was so nice too. Church service was very casual, but such a good message. (I tried to listen through the distractions of the little ones playing). I'm going to step out on a limb and say it was about Abraham and Issac, and how we have to make sacrifices to give ourselves fully to God, even when we don't understand the sacrifices to be made!!! (Hope, I'm right...LOL)
After services all the little ones played. My Chicken Little is smitten with everyone. She just smiles and coos. I loved our church family. It's such a blessing to have people who love us the same!!!!!
How was your weekend?!?
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Reminiscing about the "good ole days"
After reading a couple of blogs, I began to reminisce about the days of old.
I know I'm fairly young, but as I said in an earlier comment, I grew up with "backward" grandparents. My dad's side of the family has always done things a bit "different". While growing up we didn't quite understand their "way of life", but looking back now, it's a bit clearer.
Now we weren't into farming like Papa Rooster's family was, but we had it all. You name it we had it: Cows, chickens, pigs...we even had a garden that was full of purple hull peas, okra, squash, butter beans, corn, watermelons, cane. (My granddaddy still makes his very own home-made cane syrup).
I remember every year they'd have a pig slaughtered and make their own sausage. Sometimes we even got to turn the crank handle of the old sausage grinder. Most of the time we fought over whose turn it was, but we finally each got a turn at cranking the grinder.
Each year we'd all help shell peas or shuck/cream corn. We'd always sit around in a big circle and listen to the elders tell stories of when they were younger. And when creaming corn, we didn't have the fancy "creamers" you see today. No, we had an old tin mayonnaise jar lids that Pa had punched holes in, that were bent so they were easier to hold.
All of the kids usually had more creamed corn on themselves than in the bowl in their laps...
In the winter time it was always so COLD. Well, cold for the south :) . We lived with my grandparents for a while, especially while my dad worked nights.
When they'd put us to bed, they'd light the old small gas wall heater in the room. Three of us slept together; me, my little brother, and a little sister. There were so many hand-made quilts on us that we could hardly move... If anyone had to get up to use the restroom at night, we had to call for help to get out of bed.
Every day held the same routine. In the summer, the alarm went off at 5:30am and Nanny and Pa got up. Pa off to feed the assortment of animals, and Nanny off to the kitchen where she prepared breakfast. Always the same thing; grits, eggs, egg gravy, sausage of some sort, and biscuits. If there were no biscuits, we had hoe cakes. I loved breakfast time. Pa was usually either leaving or already gone by the time we woke up.
Shortly after breakfast, Nanny was starting lunch. (Yes, she cooked three meals a day. And they didn't come from a box!) Something was always in the pressure cooker. We loved to sneak in and jump on the floor to make it whistle louder. Of course it always resulted in someone being chased out of the house.
Clothes were hung on the line to dry. I don't remember her having a dryer until I became a teenager. The house was basically unoccupied all day.
We were always outside. Usually getting into something... Most of the time in the plum, apple, pear, and fig trees or scuppernong vines. Nanny was constantly after us about staying out of her fruit trees. We could have all the fruit that had fallen on the ground and was beginning to rot, but we weren't to pick the fruit from the trees...sounds similar to another story I've heard.
The girls were always "cooking" outside, making mud pies, dirt cakes, mixing some sort of creation in the big cast iron kettles. Sometimes we'd even tempt the boys to taste our special recipes.
I'm all grown up now, but some days I wish I were back in Nanny's yard, running around barefoot, without a care in the world.
Nanny and Pa have modernized a bit since we were kids, but the feeling of the "backward" way is still there. Even though every thing has change, every thing's the same.
It's an amazing feeling to look back at where you've been, and see where you are now. I can't wait to tell my children and grandchildren about "the days of old".
I know I'm fairly young, but as I said in an earlier comment, I grew up with "backward" grandparents. My dad's side of the family has always done things a bit "different". While growing up we didn't quite understand their "way of life", but looking back now, it's a bit clearer.
Now we weren't into farming like Papa Rooster's family was, but we had it all. You name it we had it: Cows, chickens, pigs...we even had a garden that was full of purple hull peas, okra, squash, butter beans, corn, watermelons, cane. (My granddaddy still makes his very own home-made cane syrup).
I remember every year they'd have a pig slaughtered and make their own sausage. Sometimes we even got to turn the crank handle of the old sausage grinder. Most of the time we fought over whose turn it was, but we finally each got a turn at cranking the grinder.
Each year we'd all help shell peas or shuck/cream corn. We'd always sit around in a big circle and listen to the elders tell stories of when they were younger. And when creaming corn, we didn't have the fancy "creamers" you see today. No, we had an old tin mayonnaise jar lids that Pa had punched holes in, that were bent so they were easier to hold.
All of the kids usually had more creamed corn on themselves than in the bowl in their laps...
In the winter time it was always so COLD. Well, cold for the south :) . We lived with my grandparents for a while, especially while my dad worked nights.
When they'd put us to bed, they'd light the old small gas wall heater in the room. Three of us slept together; me, my little brother, and a little sister. There were so many hand-made quilts on us that we could hardly move... If anyone had to get up to use the restroom at night, we had to call for help to get out of bed.
Every day held the same routine. In the summer, the alarm went off at 5:30am and Nanny and Pa got up. Pa off to feed the assortment of animals, and Nanny off to the kitchen where she prepared breakfast. Always the same thing; grits, eggs, egg gravy, sausage of some sort, and biscuits. If there were no biscuits, we had hoe cakes. I loved breakfast time. Pa was usually either leaving or already gone by the time we woke up.
Shortly after breakfast, Nanny was starting lunch. (Yes, she cooked three meals a day. And they didn't come from a box!) Something was always in the pressure cooker. We loved to sneak in and jump on the floor to make it whistle louder. Of course it always resulted in someone being chased out of the house.
Clothes were hung on the line to dry. I don't remember her having a dryer until I became a teenager. The house was basically unoccupied all day.
We were always outside. Usually getting into something... Most of the time in the plum, apple, pear, and fig trees or scuppernong vines. Nanny was constantly after us about staying out of her fruit trees. We could have all the fruit that had fallen on the ground and was beginning to rot, but we weren't to pick the fruit from the trees...sounds similar to another story I've heard.
The girls were always "cooking" outside, making mud pies, dirt cakes, mixing some sort of creation in the big cast iron kettles. Sometimes we'd even tempt the boys to taste our special recipes.
I'm all grown up now, but some days I wish I were back in Nanny's yard, running around barefoot, without a care in the world.
Nanny and Pa have modernized a bit since we were kids, but the feeling of the "backward" way is still there. Even though every thing has change, every thing's the same.
It's an amazing feeling to look back at where you've been, and see where you are now. I can't wait to tell my children and grandchildren about "the days of old".
Monday, April 6, 2009
Fun Weekend
We have had a fun and exciting weekend, but was glad to see if slow down a bit. Saturday was go, go, go...all day. We got a bit of a late start, but didn't slow down until 9:30pm!!!
We left home around 10:30 Saturday morning, headed to "town". Papa Rooster, Mama Hen, and sleeping Chicken Little. She slept during the trip, but woke up as Papa Rooster made his first stop. Massey Furgeson. Looking at a new lawn mower. Just browsing today. Window shopping!!!
I strolled Chicken Little around as Daddy looked. She loves being outside!
Oh, she wasn't happy when she had to be strapped back in her seat. But onward we pressed. Quick ride by the Kubota dealer, looking at mowers behind the fence, then on to the Pawn Shop. When I got Chicken Little out of the carseat, she stopped fussing immediately. She was tired of riding. A quick stroll through the pawn shop and on to Lowe's.
Papa Rooster agreed to some plants for the front yard...under two conditions. 1) They be bound to one particular spot and not "clutter" the yard, and 2) I take care of them.
Chicken Little rode happily in her stroller as we browse the aisles and aisles of plants. I chose Lantana, Gardenia, Knock-out roses, and an Elm tree.
Two more stops before home. Next Harbor Freight Tools. Papa Rooster had been waiting to get here all day. I broke the list out of the diaper bag, and away we went. The store was full of people; young and old, black and white, short and tall; browsing the aisles for tools and such. After a while Papa Rooster had all he had come for and we were ready for that last stop.
K-Mart here I come!! I had a few last minute things to get. I ran in thinking "oh, I'll be only a minute". I was wrong. I got behind the "Crazy Cat Lady" who had gone by the cat food aisle and swiped every can of "Fancy Feast" into the buggy. She had no clue how many cans, so we stood in line while they scanned all 419 cans indiviually. No, it wasn't really 419 cans, but the total was a bit over $100, so I'm guessing there were quite a few.
Homeward bound with a very sleepy little girl. Stopped at home long enough to unload everything, feed Chicken Little, and load back up to head off to Egg hunt/Bible Study.
I started not to venture off with the baby since we had been gone all day, but I sure am glad we did. We had a wonderful time, and Chicken Little even "found" 4 eggs!!!!
She played on the floor for a while before getting ready for bed. Little Cornbread wanted to play catch with her so bad. One day soon little Cornbread, one day soon! It's amazing to see how much each of the children are growing. Everytime I look, I see one is something the oldest of the bunch used to wear. Or you pick one up and it takes a bit more effort... :)
Then yesterday's church service was a joy as usual. The children seem to love Chicken Little, and she seems just as smitten with them. She tends to always hold one's finger and keeps her eyes locked on her.
Well, in a nutshell, that's our weekend!!! Looking forward to next weekend!!!
We left home around 10:30 Saturday morning, headed to "town". Papa Rooster, Mama Hen, and sleeping Chicken Little. She slept during the trip, but woke up as Papa Rooster made his first stop. Massey Furgeson. Looking at a new lawn mower. Just browsing today. Window shopping!!!
I strolled Chicken Little around as Daddy looked. She loves being outside!
Oh, she wasn't happy when she had to be strapped back in her seat. But onward we pressed. Quick ride by the Kubota dealer, looking at mowers behind the fence, then on to the Pawn Shop. When I got Chicken Little out of the carseat, she stopped fussing immediately. She was tired of riding. A quick stroll through the pawn shop and on to Lowe's.
Papa Rooster agreed to some plants for the front yard...under two conditions. 1) They be bound to one particular spot and not "clutter" the yard, and 2) I take care of them.
Chicken Little rode happily in her stroller as we browse the aisles and aisles of plants. I chose Lantana, Gardenia, Knock-out roses, and an Elm tree.
Two more stops before home. Next Harbor Freight Tools. Papa Rooster had been waiting to get here all day. I broke the list out of the diaper bag, and away we went. The store was full of people; young and old, black and white, short and tall; browsing the aisles for tools and such. After a while Papa Rooster had all he had come for and we were ready for that last stop.
K-Mart here I come!! I had a few last minute things to get. I ran in thinking "oh, I'll be only a minute". I was wrong. I got behind the "Crazy Cat Lady" who had gone by the cat food aisle and swiped every can of "Fancy Feast" into the buggy. She had no clue how many cans, so we stood in line while they scanned all 419 cans indiviually. No, it wasn't really 419 cans, but the total was a bit over $100, so I'm guessing there were quite a few.
Homeward bound with a very sleepy little girl. Stopped at home long enough to unload everything, feed Chicken Little, and load back up to head off to Egg hunt/Bible Study.
I started not to venture off with the baby since we had been gone all day, but I sure am glad we did. We had a wonderful time, and Chicken Little even "found" 4 eggs!!!!
She played on the floor for a while before getting ready for bed. Little Cornbread wanted to play catch with her so bad. One day soon little Cornbread, one day soon! It's amazing to see how much each of the children are growing. Everytime I look, I see one is something the oldest of the bunch used to wear. Or you pick one up and it takes a bit more effort... :)
Then yesterday's church service was a joy as usual. The children seem to love Chicken Little, and she seems just as smitten with them. She tends to always hold one's finger and keeps her eyes locked on her.
Well, in a nutshell, that's our weekend!!! Looking forward to next weekend!!!
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
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