Play Time

Remember when you were little and you loved to play dress up and be someone fantastic?

Remember how you would be a grown up mom or lady going to the ball or the princess or the cowboy or the knight in shining armor?

When you had those costumes on you could be anyone you wanted and do things no one else could do.

Slay dragons, ride the fastest horse, fly high in the sky. That cape you wore flew out behind you as you ran faster than a speeding bullet and nothing, no nothing could stop you.

Tea parties with the fancy china, delicious flower tea and mud pies for dessert.
Those were the days, yes oh yes, those were the days.

If at first........

While at my son's house awhile back my daughter-in-law decided to make a lemon tart.
She followed the directions exactly and I helped her juice the fresh lemons and the smell was so delicious that my mouth watered and the kids all gathered round to see what was going on.
Shawna used a spring form pan because she didn't have a tart dish and when she took the finished product out of the oven and turned to place it on the counter that pan and the tart came apart and fell upside down on the floor.


Now we could have cried and Shawna did get mad for a little while, but what we couldn't resist was the enticing smell of the lemon and the buttery crust, so we sat on the floor and picked tiny, non-floor touching pieces of the tart up and ate until there were only pieces touching the floor. It was DELICIOUS!

Most people would have said "That's it, never again!", but not Shawna. She is not a quitter.

A couple of mornings later I woke up and when I arrived in the kitchen there was Shawna making another lemon tart. This time in a ceramic dish that was perfect for the recipe.
It turned out perfect and we all sampled the finished product.
Super yummy and even better this time without the threat of floor flavoring.

So many times we give up when life doesn't go the way we want. We rant and rave at the mistakes we have made and decide to go a different direction. Instead we should step back, gather our emotions, think things through and try again correcting our mistakes from the first time and maybe go a little slower and more methodically until we reach the desired result and are even more satisfied than we thought we might be because of the struggle.
Lesson to learn.......when life gives you lemons MAKE A TART!

Painted Toe Nails

When I was a teenager, I used to spend a lot of time growing, filing and painting my finger and toe nails. The only colors in those days were clear, pink tinted clear, pink and bright red. I was only allowed to wear clear or pink.
I took great pride in having beautifully long shapely fingernails and well groomed toes.
Then I married my sweet hubby and had children and between the two the nails went by the wayside. Short fingernails and no polish at all. Sweet hubby likes the natural look! Plus it took to much self-centered time.
After the kids were older, I was working in food service and fingernails were kept short and polish wouldn't have lasted a day!
Now that I am in my sixties and retired I have the time and could do my nails if I wanted, but sweet hubby would not approve.
Last weekend though I stayed with my grand-kids and daughter-in-law who talked me into letting her paint my toe nails and put flower stickers on them! My little 3 year old granddaughter did her nails too!
Suddenly I felt 30 years younger, glamorous, and sexy! Now I have narly old toes and hideous toenails but that bright red polish changed all that in an instant! Gone were the thick nails, in was the long slender foot!
It is now 5 days later and the polish is gone and my old lady feet are back, but for those 5 days I was a changed woman!
Thank you sweet daughter-in-law, thank you!

Memorial Weekend

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Great Weekend!

Soggy in Idaho

It has been raining off and on here in my part of the country for the last 2 months! I have been waiting for a few sunny days, but I am just about certain that I am growing webs between my fingers and toes now.Soon we will start turning into swamp creatures.
Moss will grow everywhere and Mold will creep all over the place.
Oh the horror and the terror of it all..................................oh wait....................................... The sun is coming out. All is well!

boy am I lazy

I should write something interesting but it has been cloudy, windy and cold for the last week and it was the same the week before that!
Went to my sister-in-laws funeral last weekend. Her death was a shock as she was the youngest in the family and 1st to go.
One of our grandson's got his mission call to the Washington Tacoma Mission. Wa Hoo! We are so excited for him. He is a great kid and he will be a terrific missionary.
Another of our grandsons had to have his appendix out but is now doing well.
One of our sons and family will be moving away in another month and although we wish them well....Dang it!
Anyway, that's the news from here for now.....I'm to lazy to think of anything exciting and fun to write!

I Miss My Mommie!

Mother's Day is coming up next month and I've been thinking about my mother quite a bit lately!
My boys, their wives and my husband all got together and gave me a really great early Mother's Day gift....a class in learning to do stained glass. I'm going to my second class tonight and I really like learning about this art that I have admired for many years!
I can't give my mother gifts any more. She passed away many years ago and before she passed on she had senile dementia for several years so she wasn't herself.
Everyone says that I look a lot like momma, I don't always see it when I look in the mirror because I wear my hair different and use make-up and I am lots heavier than my mom ever was.
But then I will hear myself laugh like she did and I see her eyes and nose when I look again. The last couple of years I see her hands when I look at my own.
Momma was a very hard worker. She kept our house clean, she had to use a wringer washing machine and clothesline for years, she cooked super delicious meals three times a day everyday for close to 70-plus years.
Most importantly, she loved me even though she wasn't always patient with me. She tried her best to teach me to cook, sew, clean and take care of my own belongings. She gave me lots of free time to read, explore and be myself. She was always so busy being a homemaker I don't think she ever had time to be herself.
I think she always dreamed of doing lots of things she never got to do. She always wanted to go to the Ice skating shows. And when she was 90 years old she painted her very first picture of 2 little birds on a branch and we realized she would have been a good artist! I wonder what other talents she had that we never knew about?
Praise was sparing, but when it came it made you feel wonderful because you knew you had reached her expectations.
I don't really think I ever appreciated my mother until she was gone. Now, whenever I feel ill or down in the dumps or have something beautiful or exciting happen I want to tell my mom about it, share it with her and she is only there in spirit.
I miss my Mommie!