Saturday, July 4, 2009

JULY 4

Well today is the 4th, everyone gone somewhere, going somewhere or just sitting as we are. The camping last week wore us out. Me being sick did not help.

We did run to Wal Mart this morning, made a sandwich for lunch,ate cantalope and bought a watermelon. Hope it is sweet. The cantalope was not very sweet, it looked ripe but had a green taste. I am still afraid to eat a lot of things.

We have no plans for the rest of the day, maybe go somewhere for fireworks. They are so pretty, but we will probably going to stay home, would love to make home-made Ice Cream, but for just two that would be a waste. I sure would be good.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

CAMPING

Well so much for the rest, no rest. The day after we got there Maranda had a bicycle wreck on a concrete bridge. I was outside, Coy had run into the store. I heard Maranda scream or God told me she was hurt. I was sitting at the table reading my bible and she had rode her bicycle up the hill. I heard the voice , laid my bible down and got up when I seen two ladies with her, one with the bike and one leading her with her arm upheld. I just knew she had a broken bone but no she did not. Just real bad concrete scrapes. So here we go doctoring all her scrapes. One on the shoulder and one on the knee, one on the elbow and her side. She also got a bump on the temple. It swelled and turned black, so that called for an ice pack Her scrapes got infected so I kept bandages with antibiotic cream on it. Boiled out with peroxidase. It is almost healed. Her elbow is sore and her knee. She is so lucky she did not hit one of those concrete blocks on the side. God is so good to watch over our kids and grand kids.
The next day Jeanette and CW came up with the kids and we had a really good time, One evening we got together and ate watermelon. The kids had fun at the bridge catching frogs, tadpoles and craw fish. They also enjolyed swimming in that cold water.

God bless all

MOTHER'S BIRTHDAY

Today would be my mother's 90th birthday. I sure miss her, I go to the cemetary and talk to her and Daddy sometimes. I know they are not there, they are with Jesus, but there is a closeness there on the bench beside them that I just can't explain.

Our Mother had a hard life, when she was young, she had to work in the fields and help raise all the other kids. When she was in her middle age she was left with 8 kids of her own to raise. Her and Dad was married only 19 years when he passed with a heart attack. He was sick for 2 years before leaving. He was binding down a load of logs when he had his first heart attack and never recovsered. He passed 2 years later. It was a hard road for our mother but we never went without clothes or food or a roof over our heads. She could make food go farther than anyone I know. Always had extra at the table. Her sister and family would always drop in at meal time, there was always plenty.

Every morning we started off with home-made biscuits and gravy. I can still taste her gravy, it was the best I have ever eaten. We always had dried beans, fried potatoes and home-made bread along with home grown vegestables. We always made our own jelly or had Rex jelly, which was only about 25 cents for a half gallon. I wish I could find some that taste like it did then. There is a replica, but not the same taste.

My mother was known the world over for her fried potatoes. When she passed all the grandkids wrote a paper telling what their grandmother ment to them. Nearly all wrote about her fried potatoes. The preacher that was reading them made the remark," I am getting hungry for some just reading these papers, they must have been really special ". Well let me tell you they were. I will publish some of those letters maybe all of them. They are so special to read. She was a special person to everyone and always thought of everyone else before herself. ONE OF A KIND MOTHER. OUR MOTHER WAS A WAY MAKER.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOTHER AND I LOVE YOU