It was a wonderful weekend as Tarra and Mason came to spend a couple of days. But never fear, the woman with the magic fingers who can destroy phone settings basically by just breathing on it now has a new talent. Yep, and remember, you read it here first!
I loved raising my kids, but like all parents, there are those moments when you wonder if you made the right decision.
One of the things I enjoyed most is the funny things they say. Many years ago, Art Linkletter hosted a comedy show called, “Kids Say the Darndest Things” from 1959-1967. Yes, I remember that show very well.
I admire those who know their way around the kitchen and know what they’re doing when they’re cooking.
I was raised by one of the best cooks ever---my mom. Although she never learned how to cook while growing up, she was married at 16 and a mother at the age of 21. As a young bride, she knew she had a lot to learn in the area of cooking. The one person that took her under her wing was her mother-in-law, my dad’s mom, Grandma Rahn.
Our minds are a fascinating organ, one that works amazingly and sometimes it can be pretty scary.
I am one of “those” people who usually have too much commotion going on at the same time in my brain. I think it’s called chaos. We still function, do some things fairly correctly, yet our brain is working on the next event, next move, next comment, planning a meal, pick up the kids, trying to remember appointments and listen to someone else tell us how their day is going.
One thing for sure----winter has officially arrived!
There’s a lot of haters out there about winter and the cold weather, but that’s understandable. I’ve always been a winter person and always chose cold weather over hot, humid weather. While many would stand toe-to-toe with me defending their reasoning for summer weather, I always held my ground.
Winter is here! Although many complain, it’s still going to happen every year as long as you live in this part of the nation.
There are also a lot of complaints about the days being so short and Daylight Savings Time should be all year long, not just eight months. I will never go for DST all year long!
The holidays are over and the New Year has arrived. School is back in session and most of us have settled down into a routine again.
My daughter, Tarra, and her son, Mason, came for a few days visit on Dec. 27th. We always have a good time and they usually bring a few games. One of the games we played was Clue, a game I had never played in my life. So, of course, it’s always fun to try to teach the old lady who has to play 100 times before she finally gets it. Obviously, we didn’t play 100 times because I only won one and I think that was by accident. On the other hand, Tarra won most of them with Mason winning a few.
Happy New Year friends! We made it to 2024 and everyone looks great! Wishing all of you the very best for this new year!
Looking back on past years, I’m reminded of the new year in 1973. It looked like any other new year except for one thing....I was pregnant with our second baby. Back in those days we didn’t have the technology that we do today, like telling what sex your baby will be, your due date, which was a lot more accurate than figuring up days according to your last cycle and even baby’s weight estimate now is more accurate.
Christmas is such a joyous time of the year for most families. For those who have lost a loved one, it’s a tough time. The memories are painful, but they also bring a lot of joy.
Christmas, when I was growing up, was always the best. At one time my dad worked four jobs just so he could provide for his family. Both parents always told us that they didn’t get anything from Santa, or very little, growing up so they wanted to make sure their kids had a decent Christmas. And they truly succeeded at it.
It won’t be long and it will be Christmas. Children have been counting days for a long time. This is the time of the year when they are so excited that their energy runs overtime. Parents and teachers don’t need calendars. Kids bouncing off walls is a huge signal that Christmas is close, and as each day draws closer, they seem to get worse. It’s a stressful time of the year for kids and worse for their parents and teachers. But in the end, it’s all worth it just to see the smiles and giggles.