Merry Christmas , Baby...

Merry Christmas,

Baby !

We love you !!!

I'll keep going but,

 

Sometimes I just get so freaking tired.

Oh my.......

 

Zombie Girls Just

Want to Have

Fun !

Me and the talking lady.....

It finally happened !!

Today, I got the GPS

talking lady

so confused she told me

"As soon as possible...

make a legal stop

and ask directions !!"

Hello, Picklenose !

I hope your day is real Skippy !!!

♥♥♥

Would You Like Cream and Sugar With That?

The History of Coffee

Ethiopian shepherds

discovered coffee

when they realized

their goats had

begun to

dance.

  Ahhh, the dancing goats!

For My Baby Girl...

Pickle-nose !

♥♥♥

I love you!

Momma

♥♥♥♥♥*♥♥♥♥♥*♥♥♥♥♥+♥♥

 

I knew this would make you giggle!

♥♥♥

A Birthday Visit

This past week end

we celebrated

the birthday of a man

that holds my heart in

his hands...

He is above all the most

wonderful man I have

ever had the pleasure of

knowing...**

He is my best friend,

husband,

Daddy to our children

and

Papa to our grandson.

Happy Birthday

Michael.

 We went to Virginia

and spent the week end

with our children.

The first morning we

had breakfast at the

"Chesterfield Diner"

Michael W. made

a happy plate

of his

"Gwaby & Bissits"

Then while Papa opted to

spend some quiet time

on the driving range

Felice and I took

Michael to visit

"Mr.. John", the barber.

 

Mr. John has been cutting the

Hall family hair

for as long as

Bill can remember. 

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Later, that same day

Papa met us in

Charlottesville for

lunch with

Aunt Carrie and an

afternoon

on the downtown mall. 

The Chalk Wall...

   

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The Carrousel

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Later that evening

Bill got home

and it was time for

Birthday cake!

Felice had made a most

delicious

"Pina Colata" Cake!

 

We were joined by

Joseph, Big Bill

and Joe.

All the candles were

blown out...

I sure hope his wish

came true!

Papa  and Baba spent

Saturday

on the golf course

while

Mommy, Michael

and I made the usual

Saturday rounds.

One  tired little 

Cowboy!

Sunday morning,

we stopped by

Carrie's for a short visit

before heading back

south once again.

She had a new couch.

(which is why there is

a picture of an empty

green couch above) 

After a short visit

and sandwiches from

"Miller's"

we were on our way.

It was a very good

week end...

 

Miss Bobo waited

for us

at the house

and as always it

was good to

get back to her!

The groceries have been

procured,

laundry is caught up,

and now it's time to

bury my head in

studies

and get some more

CEU's behind me..

then it's back to

the

sewing room...

projects are backing up.

Always, D. ♥

**...this however, does

not mean I have never

been pushed to the point

of threatening to take

off a flip-flop and chase

him at least once

around the parking lot!

♥♥♥

I Concur

The first time I see a jogger

smiling,

I'll consider it.

                      Joan Rivers

Distant Memories from the Heart

 

There are times when

the smallest thing

can trigger

a memory..

A small picture

shared across the internet

highway...

Memories from far away 

began

pouring in

somewhat akin to

an old levee

breaking during a

hurricane.

A small house,

two bedrooms,

living room,

and kitchen.

Two porches,

the front equipped

with straight backed chairs

and swing,

the screened in side porch...

always

a nursery with a

cardboard box for layette

sporting the newest

litter of kittens.

This little house

filled with love

was the home of my

grandparents.

In a blue two toned

Belair Chevy,

made somewhere around

1957,

we would come riding up...

Cats would fill the yard,

and way back when there

might have been some chickens

and Ginny fowl...

We would go in and see

Mam-maw sitting in her chair,

it was a very big chair

where she always was...

since the incidence of

"the stroke"

Just past her was the

entrance to the

dinning room/kitchen.

Immediately to the left

stood an old very tall

refrigerator

that always wore a

box of Pap-paws

favorite chocolate drops

and a box of porous

peppermint sticks

for its crown.

Why was the peppermint

porous?

You might ask...

Pap-paw showed me how

to take an orange,

roll it under your hand on the

table till it was

"somewhat" soft...

He then would cut a hole in

the top

and let me pick out a

peppermint stick

to thrust

through the hole ,deep

into the juices of that

orange...

OH, a sweet little piece

of heaven!

Orange juice through a

peppermint straw.

A black and white t.v.

sat on the far end of the

table...

and on occasions when our

visit was extended into

the evening...

We would watch

"Gunsmoke" or "Bonanza"

and if our luck was real good

Pap-paw would cook

"Bucket Steak"

It was somewhat like

cube steak...

but, until this day I have not

found Anything that was just

like Pap-paws bucket steak.

Yuummmm.

Upon our arrival Mam-maw

,in her big chair,

would have me brush her

hair.

Was it that I would do it for

extended periods of time

and it felt good

or was it a way to corral

and keep me quiet?

After our beauty sessions

I would always be instructed

to venture

on out to the side porch

for an inspection of the

newest

brood of kittens.

On a warm summers day

Daddy and I would walk to

the well house...

not far from the front porch

for , as Daddy would say

"The best tasting water in

the world."

When we returned to the

porch Pap-paw would

be sitting

either in a straight backed

wooden chair,

leaned on the back two legs

against the house

(which amazed me...

I had the hardest time

imitating this position...

my center of balance never

being quite right!)

or on the swing with one leg

out stretched across it..

either way he always had his

fly flip in hand...

Whether we were arriving or

on our way out...

Pap-paw had a certain kiss...

that in my family today

we still call it a

"Pap-paw Robertson kiss"

He would pucker and kiss you

on your cheek

like anyone else...

but, Pap-paws kiss was

a musical kiss.

It was

accompanied by the longest

loudest sweetest squeak in

all the land .

Our Mam-maw and Pap-paw

are long, long time

gone from this earth...

but, they will ever live

on in our hearts and

memories.

 

I Shall Have Some Tea

A veil of quite as

enveloped the house

this morning.

Unless you listen closely

you might miss the

sounds of intent

licking as each pup,

in their own space,

work unrelentlessly to

relieve their "Pongs"

the enormous burden of

peanut butter and one small

cookie embedded there in...

Quietly,

oh, so quietly

as if almost a hushed whisper

you can hear

Miss Bo-Bo licking the gravy

from her bowl of "squishy"

food.

For just awhile longer

Meredith & Matt will

remain "muted"

where as the chatter and

white noise of the world will

be kept at bay...

for just a while.

just a little while...

I think...

I shall have some tea.

In the morning

There is No Snooze button on a cat who wants Breakfast!

Good Mornin' Miss BoBo!

Two Blogs Have Been Posted…Now Three..

Two blogs have been posted :

One about a Birthday week end..

http://www.dryanramblings.blogspot.com/

 

One for the busy, busy Pups..

www.pyrpups.blogspot.com/

And now it’s time to get my lazy butt upstairs to the sewing room and attend those projects that are promised…

                  

“Hi Ho- Hi Ho   it’s off  to

work I go…”

….

Shhhh...

Good Mornin' , Sweet Pea.

A Fairy’s Wing…

 

And as seasons come and go,

here’s something you might like to know.

There are fairies everywhere:

under bushes, in the air,

playing games just like you play,

singing through their busy day.

So listen, touch , and look around-

in the air and on the ground.

And if you watch all nature’s things,

you might just see a fairy’s wing.