YOU WIN THIS WEEK, YOU COOK NEXT WEEK!
Eight deightful women turned up at my house last night to have dinner and play cards. We play Ark. Rummy every week. The winner provides the main course for the next week and the rest of the girls bring side dishes. We usually meet at the winner's house, unless they don't have room. Last night Kathy won. She's new to the group and the "baby" of the bunch. Now Kathy lives in the same house that I used to live in so I know for sure that she doesn't have room for everyone so she will fix her dish then take it to Jan's house. Jan has plenty of room as we sit four to a table if there's more than six. Anyway Phyllis won last week but she lives in Tulsa and its 90 miles away so she made her dish then brought it here. She cooked three Mexican dishes. Edie brought dessert (a twinkie cake, YUM!) and Kathy made a wonderful salad. Jan brought the soft drinks, I made the tea, and Donetta brought dip and chips. Great night, great fun, great friends. You otta try it sometime honey. You'll be suprised at how much fun you'll have!
Tomorrow's Mother's Day so I'd like to wish a wonderful blessed day to all of the Mother's out there!
Happy, happy Mother's day to you all! Whether you're a mom to a two legged toddler or a four legged dog or cat child, its still a happy day to you all! In honor or Mother's Day I will tell you a story about my Mother.
Her name was Alma Pauline but she was Nana to my children and Polly Pure Heart to me. Others called her Polly. She wore her different names proudly and I loved her with all my heart. She was my best friend. Looking back it seems that she was sick a lot during my childhood. My sister was nine years older than I and she did a lot of the housework and cooking. Mother had kidney stones.....bad as most medical drs. would ever see. One stone grew through her kidney and into her intestine. I don't know how she stood the pain for as long as she did. Finally, they decided to operate. I'm told the drs. and surgical nurses were aghast when they took out the stones. There were numerous ones and one was huge. I still have one of them in a jar to remind me of the pain she endured. Mother sang in the church choir. She'd set me on the second seat in the middle of church so she could keep an eye on me. My best friend, Nicky always sat with me. When Nicky and I would act up Mother would give me that "evil eye stare". You know the one I mean! It silently said," I'm gonna whip the tar out of you when I get you home!" To my knowledge she never did. We were discussing it one day after I became an adult and it was then that Mother found out when she gave me "that look" I never saw her because I was just short of carrying a white cane and couldn't even see the markee at the theater! We had a great laugh over that!
Mother wore an old mink coat each winter. It was her only coat and was really beginning to show its wear. That winter Daddy (a carpenter, contractor) had trouble finding work.I came home from school to find Mother had torn up her mink coat to make doll coats for Christmas gifts. She'd sewed complete wardrobes for different kids dolls and the tiny mink coats just set them off. Occasionallly I was allowed to play with these little girls. As I watched them take off one outfit after another and casually toss the little coat to the ground, I couldn't help but think of my mama and how she went without a coat that winter so some rich kid's doll would be warm.
She was a beautiful seamstress. She cut her own patterns out of newspapers. She could make anything from a bridal gown to a man's suit. She also crocheted so my hope chest was full of lacy pillow cases and crocheted doilies. She made all of my clothes (and underclothes) and I guess I just assumed that every girls mother did the same because I didn't realize I was "different" until I told her I wanted a cashmere sweater and couldn't understand why she couldn't make it! She made all of my prom formals and costumes when I was dancing and skating.
She had a heart attack right before Christmas one year. I remember she loved the "California raisins" and that song, heard it through the grape vine. Suddenly people started bringing her raisins of all shapes, colors and sizes. Mom was in ICU and couldn't have visitors but the raisins kept coming. Finally, in desperation and out of boredom, we started hanging the raisins on anything and everything we could find! The nurses also cut out all sizes and shapes of paper snowflakes and hung over her bed. She had the biggest mobile I'd ever seen. I think everyone in the hospital snuck in to see it! Mama was delighted and fascinated by it all. When we took her home I think I counted 25 raisins in the car!
Mother had congestive heart failure, one kidney, high blood pressure, and was a diabetic but I believe she willed herself to stay alive until Daddy died from alzheimers. They managed to share their 50th wedding anniversary before his mind completely shut down. I miss them so very much. My sis joined them not long ago so now all I have are memories to soothe my fractured heart, so Mama, this one's for you. Happy Mother's Day my Polly Pure Heart. I love you forever.
Eight deightful women turned up at my house last night to have dinner and play cards. We play Ark. Rummy every week. The winner provides the main course for the next week and the rest of the girls bring side dishes. We usually meet at the winner's house, unless they don't have room. Last night Kathy won. She's new to the group and the "baby" of the bunch. Now Kathy lives in the same house that I used to live in so I know for sure that she doesn't have room for everyone so she will fix her dish then take it to Jan's house. Jan has plenty of room as we sit four to a table if there's more than six. Anyway Phyllis won last week but she lives in Tulsa and its 90 miles away so she made her dish then brought it here. She cooked three Mexican dishes. Edie brought dessert (a twinkie cake, YUM!) and Kathy made a wonderful salad. Jan brought the soft drinks, I made the tea, and Donetta brought dip and chips. Great night, great fun, great friends. You otta try it sometime honey. You'll be suprised at how much fun you'll have!
Tomorrow's Mother's Day so I'd like to wish a wonderful blessed day to all of the Mother's out there!
Happy, happy Mother's day to you all! Whether you're a mom to a two legged toddler or a four legged dog or cat child, its still a happy day to you all! In honor or Mother's Day I will tell you a story about my Mother.
Her name was Alma Pauline but she was Nana to my children and Polly Pure Heart to me. Others called her Polly. She wore her different names proudly and I loved her with all my heart. She was my best friend. Looking back it seems that she was sick a lot during my childhood. My sister was nine years older than I and she did a lot of the housework and cooking. Mother had kidney stones.....bad as most medical drs. would ever see. One stone grew through her kidney and into her intestine. I don't know how she stood the pain for as long as she did. Finally, they decided to operate. I'm told the drs. and surgical nurses were aghast when they took out the stones. There were numerous ones and one was huge. I still have one of them in a jar to remind me of the pain she endured. Mother sang in the church choir. She'd set me on the second seat in the middle of church so she could keep an eye on me. My best friend, Nicky always sat with me. When Nicky and I would act up Mother would give me that "evil eye stare". You know the one I mean! It silently said," I'm gonna whip the tar out of you when I get you home!" To my knowledge she never did. We were discussing it one day after I became an adult and it was then that Mother found out when she gave me "that look" I never saw her because I was just short of carrying a white cane and couldn't even see the markee at the theater! We had a great laugh over that!
Mother wore an old mink coat each winter. It was her only coat and was really beginning to show its wear. That winter Daddy (a carpenter, contractor) had trouble finding work.I came home from school to find Mother had torn up her mink coat to make doll coats for Christmas gifts. She'd sewed complete wardrobes for different kids dolls and the tiny mink coats just set them off. Occasionallly I was allowed to play with these little girls. As I watched them take off one outfit after another and casually toss the little coat to the ground, I couldn't help but think of my mama and how she went without a coat that winter so some rich kid's doll would be warm.
She was a beautiful seamstress. She cut her own patterns out of newspapers. She could make anything from a bridal gown to a man's suit. She also crocheted so my hope chest was full of lacy pillow cases and crocheted doilies. She made all of my clothes (and underclothes) and I guess I just assumed that every girls mother did the same because I didn't realize I was "different" until I told her I wanted a cashmere sweater and couldn't understand why she couldn't make it! She made all of my prom formals and costumes when I was dancing and skating.
She had a heart attack right before Christmas one year. I remember she loved the "California raisins" and that song, heard it through the grape vine. Suddenly people started bringing her raisins of all shapes, colors and sizes. Mom was in ICU and couldn't have visitors but the raisins kept coming. Finally, in desperation and out of boredom, we started hanging the raisins on anything and everything we could find! The nurses also cut out all sizes and shapes of paper snowflakes and hung over her bed. She had the biggest mobile I'd ever seen. I think everyone in the hospital snuck in to see it! Mama was delighted and fascinated by it all. When we took her home I think I counted 25 raisins in the car!
Mother had congestive heart failure, one kidney, high blood pressure, and was a diabetic but I believe she willed herself to stay alive until Daddy died from alzheimers. They managed to share their 50th wedding anniversary before his mind completely shut down. I miss them so very much. My sis joined them not long ago so now all I have are memories to soothe my fractured heart, so Mama, this one's for you. Happy Mother's Day my Polly Pure Heart. I love you forever.
