Thursday, May 31, 2012

Proud Mommy Moments - Just Socks

Holy Cow!!

How and when did I become an uncool older person?!?!

When I was younger my grandma bought me socks every year for Christmas.  I can remember thinking... Oh boy, more socks {insert sarcasm!}.

Then as I got older, I LOVED getting new Socks {no sarcasm at all!}.

When my grandma passed away in 2007, shortly before Christmas I asked my mom who was going to buy me socks now?  She asked me if I needed socks.  I told her, No but that's not the point.  Grandma ALWAYS bought me socks for Christmas.

So jump forward to Monday of this week or maybe a bit before.

When my {step}daughter (she's 9) started getting a bit bigger and out grew the socks she had, instead of buying her any (because I'm horrible and kept forgetting) she just started wearing mine.  Mine fit her just fine, she likes the low cut kind which is what I have a bunch of, so it was just easier so I didn't have to try and keep socks separated.

Two weeks ago though, I bought her socks.  6 pair in fact.  They are the low cut kind she likes.  And so easy to keep them separated from mine because they have Hello Kitty on the top (like the top of your foot - top).

She loves Hello Kitty so I thought she'd be extremely excited.

Unfortunately they've been at my parents house until Tuesday of this week.

Monday she was walking around a store with us and I saw socks and I was so excited that I had to tell her I bought her socks.  I think my heart was crushed though because she looked at me and said, They're just socks.

I was like but they are new socks and they are just for you.  Again she said, they're just socks.

I was like but they have Hello Kitty on them.  She's like, "Mom (remember she calls me that), they're just socks."

Right then I looked at hubby and said, "Wow, I'm so uncool!  When did this happen?"
He said, "She'll like them when you actually give them to her."

She was a little more excited when she actually got them in her hands.... but maybe that's b/c I gave her so much grief.

I also told her my sock story and she told me she'd get me socks for Christmas...  LOL :)

But come on people aren't they cute?!?!  Please don't leave me hanging here!








Wednesday, May 30, 2012

My Cheapo Purchase

Last year, just prior to the 4th of July sometime hubby bought an ice cream maker off Ebay.  We'd been wanting one for a while and this was the wooden barrel kind that had an electric motor.  Truthfully, I can't say I was all to thrilled with his purchase.  Especially after he lent it to a friend, they used it, gave it back and come the day of the 4th Party at our house, the darn thing didn't work.  One of hubby's cousins ran to a friend of her's house to borrow theirs.

So ever since then he's talked about going on Ebay and either trying to find replacement parts or find a new one, etc.  I haven't been the most trilled about that idea, but I never just flat out said NO either.

So Monday of this week we were walking around Bass Pro and he was talking about our rewards points and how we had $43 and change in Rewards money.  He said he was saving up for something, dunno what, can't remember... woops... But that if we didn't use what we had soon we'd loose them.

We wandered down into the camping gear area and I walked past a brand new Ice Cream maker, originally $99.99 but on sale for $79.99.  I was like, well you know, if we put the rewards points toward that and then split the difference of the remaining price.

He's been wanting another one and so he agreed.  So we walked up to the counter to check out and told the guy we had rewards points to apply toward it also.  The guy ran my rewards account and said I had $23 and change in rewards money.

WHAT?  CRAP!

He said maybe some had already fallen off when hubby said that he'd just checked it last week.  The guy told us to go talk to Customer Relations and if they recently fell off they'd be able to put them back on, so away we went to Customer Relations.  When we got there and told him, he looked at my account and said, "Wow, you've had a bunch fall off."

He placed them back on my account and we went to pay for our ice cream maker.

Oh did you notice I didn't tell you how many they put back on??  Are you wondering?  I had $83 and change in rewards points put back on my account (total) so I wound up buying hubby a brand new, wooden barrel, hand crank & electric motor ice cream maker for $2.86.

You can't beat that with a stick!

We had to try it out obviously Monday night!
Gosh I love him!

Making Vanilla Bean Ice Cream

Just used a pre-packaged mix this time, it was easier

Like his milky hand?

Hand crank first....

Don't forget to add the rock salt to the ice!

Happy with his new toy!

And of Course Tbug had to try it.

As well as Moo

Hello Yumminess!

Yes, we enjoyed it outside!!

Earl, Pokey & T came over to help us enjoy the ice cream.  Moo was already there!  And Tbug even got to partake because she's staying a few nights this week with us.

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Faux Monday

I had a completely different post in mind for this morning, but this was too great not to share... I think...

Just call me the crazy lady after this post I think!

So at 4ish am this morning my little dog (the Cocker) is barking her head off.  I finally decided I needed to get up and at least make sure she or the Lab hadn't fallen in the pool and were trying to get our attention.  Nope.  So I went back to sleep.

Well tried anyway.  About 5 minutes later I got up to yell at her and tell her to quit barking but hubs beat me to it.  She quit for all of about 5 minutes and then started up again.  So he got up, went outside to see what was going on.

When he came back in he said it was sprinkling.  Yey!  (side note sorry) and I said I thought it had been thundering.  He said, no the Lab has been running across our roof.  (Now remember, my house is a Berm house so it's surrounded by ground on 3 sides and it's only about 2 feet from the ground to my roof.)  So he yelled at them for that and we proceeded to go back to bed.

Nope, the Cocker starts friggin barking again.  But eventually I must have been tired enough because I fell back asleep.

Hubby got up and left early this morning because he had a dentist appointment so when he went to leave our Cocker ran him back into the woods where we have an old pickup parked like there was something out there.  When he went to investigate she ran tail between her legs all the way back to the house like she was scared of him or something.  Don't know if that is involved with any of this story or not....  but it's weird it happened today!

So as a side funny, my alarm goes off at 6:35 and I must have been dreaming because about the time the alarm went off in my dream I slapped myself in my face.  Weird I know.

So I'm up, getting dressed and I hear this thump thump thump thump thump starting from the far end of my house to right above my head.  I realize its the dogs running across the roof again.  btw, they've never done this before that I know of!  So we have a door in our bedroom so I go running out of it.  Now please remember I'm getting dressed so at this point... well I might have been naked.....  I live in the country and have a privacy fence for all but about 6 feet outside my door.  Anyway I go running outside yelling at them.

They looked at me like geez lady, take a chill pill.  So I went back in the house to finish getting dressed.  About 5-10 minutes later I hear the thump thump thump thump thump starting from the far end of my house to right above my head again.  By this time I might have been swearing just a bit.  I go running out the door again, this time, bra & panties with my dress in my hand trying to get it over my head.  I proceed to yell at them again.  This time they ran from me.

So I went back in the house to finish getting ready.  I had enough time to put on what was left of my make-up, turn the tv off, brush my teeth, call hubby and tell him about this ruckus, find my shoes and grab my cell phone.  Hubby told me to put them in the crate if I could.  So I go walking down the hallway and realize they are walking around on the roof of the house.

I kicked my heels off and took off running out the front door as quietly and as quickly as I could so I could catch them in the act.  I just about ran out into the front yard (where they generally do their business.... buttheads 20 acres and they choose that patch) so I ran back in, grabbed my flip flops and tore off outside again.

Sure enough they were on the friggin roof.  I took off one of my shoes and threw it at them which caused them to go up and over the top to the back side.  So I tore off across the patio toward my bedroom and jumped on the roof, one shoe on, one shoe off and in a dress (yeah I was cute) yelling at them to get off the friggin roof.

Have you ever run across a roof barefooted?  It doesn't feel so good.  Just saying.

Anyway they tore off the far end and turned around and looked at me with front paws on the guttering, so I took my other shoe off and threw that at them.  They got down then.  I decided I'd leave my shoe on the roof and let hubby get it but, but then decided that well, if I can't get them in the crate they'll eat my shoe so I ran back across the roof, grabbed my shoe and jumped off the roof and ran around the back side of the house barefooted.  {Not a brilliant idea because these dumb dogs tore our Christmas lights off last year and who knows if there is broken glass :(.}  So I take off running and screaming at them and they hightailed it to the front of the house.  I ran across the gravel barefooted, grabbed them and put them in their crate.

So here we are, my dogs are in trouble, my throat hurts from screaming and my feet are aching b/c of the roof.  Oy, it might as well be a Monday!


Monday, May 28, 2012

Happy Memorial Day

Memorial Day is a federal holiday observed annually in the United States on the last Monday of May.  Formerly known as Decoration Day, it originated after the American Civil War to commemorate the fallen Union soldiers of the Civil War. (Southern ladies organizations and southern schoolchildren had decorated Confederate graves in Richmond and other cities during the Civil War, but each region had its own date. Most dates were in May.) By the 20th century Memorial Day had been extended to honor all Americans who have died in all wars. Memorial Day is a day of remembering the men and women who died while serving in the United States Armed Forces.  As a marker it typically marks the start of the summer vacation season, while Labor Day marks its end.

Many people visit cemeteries and memorials, particularly to honor those who have died in military service. Many volunteers place an American flag on each grave in national cemeteries.

By the early 20th century, Memorial Day was an occasion for more general expressions of memory, as people visited the graves of their deceased relatives in church cemeteries, whether they had served in the military or not. It also became a long weekend increasingly devoted to shopping, family gatherings, fireworks, trips to the beach, and national media events such as the Indianapolis 500 auto race, held since 1911 on the Sunday of Memorial Day weekend.  (~Found here)

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I want to send a special Thank you out to all the Men & Women who have served our country proudly!  Thank you so very much!  I believe this Day is also about honoring those who are currently serving or who are retired (but still living!).  Thank you all so much for your serving our country to make us free!



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Sunday, May 27, 2012

5 Lessons About the Way We Treat People

I got this in an email.  I liked it.  I wanted to share!  Happy Memorial Day!  I'm off to a Family Reunion!

Five (5) lessons about the way we treat people 
 
1 - First Important Lesson - Cleaning Lady.  


During my second month of college, our professor gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student and had breezed through the questions until I read the last one:
 
"What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?"

Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the cleaning woman several times. She was tall, dark-haired and in her 50's, but how would I know her name?

I handed in my paper, leaving the last question blank. Just before class ended, one student asked if the last question would count toward our quiz grade.

"Absolutely, " said the professor.. "In your careers, you will meet many people.  All are significant.. They deserve your attention and care, even if all you do
Is smile and say "hello.."

I've never forgotten that lesson.. I also learned her Name was Dorothy.



2. - Second Important Lesson - Pickup in the Rain

One night, at 11:30 p.m., an older African American woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway trying to endure a lashing rain storm. Her car had
broken down and she desperately needed a ride.

Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car.  

A young white man stopped to help her, generally unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960's.. The man took her to safety, helped her get assistance and put her into a taxicab.

She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his address and thanked him. Seven days went by and a knock came on the man's door. To his surprise, a
giant console color TV was delivered to his home.
 

A special note was attached.  It read:
"Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway the other night. The rain drenched not only my clothes, but also my spirits.  Then you came along..
Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying husband's' bedside just before he passed away...God Bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving others."

Sincerely,

Mrs. Nat King Cole.




3 - Third Important Lesson - Always remember those who serve.

In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him.

"How much is an ice cream sundae?" he asked.

"Fifty cents," replied the waitress.

The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied the coins in it.

"Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he inquired.

By now more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing impatient..

"Thirty-five cents," she brusquely replied.

The little boy again counted his coins.

"I'll have the plain ice cream," he said.

The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and left..  When the waitress
Came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the table.  There, placed neatly beside the empty dish,
Were two nickels and five pennies..

You see,  he couldn't  have the sundae, because he had to have enough left to leave her a tip.




4 - Fourth Important Lesson. - The obstacle in Our Path.

In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a roadway.  Then he hid himself and watched to see if anyone would remove the huge rock.  Some of the
King's' wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by and simply walked around it..

Many loudly blamed the King for not keeping the roads clear, but none did
anything about getting the stone out of the way.

Then a peasant came along carrying a load of vegetables.  Upon approaching the boulder, the peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the stone to the side of the road.  After much pushing and straining, he finally succeeded.

After the peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road where the boulder had been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note from the King indicating that the gold was for the person who removed the boulder from the roadway.  The peasant learned what many of us never understand!

Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve our condition.




5 - Fifth Important Lesson - Giving When it Counts...

Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who was suffering from a rare & serious disease.  Her only chance of recovery appeared to be a blood
transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had miraculously survived the same disease and had developed the antibodies needed to combat the illness.

The doctor explained the situation to her
little brother, and asked the little boy if he would be willing to give his blood to his sister.

I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a deep breath and saying, "Yes I'll do it if it will save her."  As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed
next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing  the color returning to her cheek.

Then his face  grew pale and his smile faded.  He looked up at the doctor and asked with a trembling voice, "Will I start to die right away".

Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his sister all of his blood in order to save her.


Most importantly....
Live with no regrets, Treat people the way you want to be treated, Work like you don't need the money, Love like you've never been hurt, and Dance like you do when nobody's watching.

Saturday, May 26, 2012

What Goes Around Comes Around

I've seen this many times before, in fact there is even a song like this {country music} but every time I read/hear this it brings tears to my eyes.  It just seemed good to share on this particular weekend!  Happy Memorial Day Weekend!


WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND...
One day a man saw an old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her.

Even with the smile on his face, she looked worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn't look safe; he looked poor and hungry.

He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was that chill which only fear can put in you.

He said, 'I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson.'

Well, all she had was a flat tyre, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two.. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.

As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid.

Bryan
just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty, who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way.

He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, 'And think of me.'

He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight.

A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her.

The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn't erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan ..

After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin.

There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: 'You don't owe me anything. I have been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with you.'

Under the napkin were four more $100.

Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day.

That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard....

She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, 'Everything's going to be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson.'

There is an old saying... 'What goes around comes around.' Today

Friday, May 25, 2012

Sizing Down Your Photo(s) Without Photoshop

I have read a lot of blogs over the last few years where people hit a maximum limit of photos for their blog.

I'm not sure but I sometimes wonder if that doesn't have to do with size.
ie:
  • 1,000 Kilobytes (KB) = 1 Megabyte (MB)
  • 1,000 Megabytes (MB) = 1 Gigabyte (GB)
  • 1,000 Gigabytes (GB) = 1 Terabyte (TB)

My big fancy camera takes "huge" photos (1+ MB and usually more like 3-4+MB)!  And then sometimes when I edit them in photoshop they seem to save even larger (not always though!).

So I thought I would teach you a trick on how to size your photos down (from MB to KB) for your blog.  You don't have to have the high resolution photos for a blog... you aren't printing them.  But even at that I've lost a few photos and printed off my lower resolution photos from my blog; as long as you don't print large photos (8x10 or greater) you don't really see the pixels to print.

Now you don't need Photoshop or any other photo editing software for this.  You just need a Window's Operating System XP or newer.  It comes standard with this program.  Know what that means?  FREE!

It is a very simple program, I don't do much editing with it, every now and again I do make collages, etc, but for the most part I just use it to size down my photos.  In fact maybe this is a bit redundant but I edit my photos in PSE, save the "large" file.  Then take the large file and size it down for my blog, my digital photo frame, my computer desktop photos on my work computer, etc.

I learned this back in 2006 when my parents had dial up internet and I got frustrated trying to load photos on my facebook page.  Yes, I know, weird, but whatever!

The program you want to use is....... Paint.

Like I said, it comes standard on all Window's operating systems.

Ok so I've chosen a photo to size down.  If you'll notice down at the bottom, I circled the size of this photo.  6.04 MB.  Very large!  I don't need a photo that large on my blog.

So right click, go to "open with" and open in paint.  Or you can right click and click Edit.  I think mine is set to open automatically in paint, so maybe that's why Edit opens into paint, I don't know.  But for me either way works.  You can click up to 15 photos and open at once.  You select all, right click, "open with" or "edit" and paint.  Then they all open.

When it opens, you can see this photo is so large that the whole photo isn't viewable in the paint window.  It's a large photo!

You'll want to click Resize.  In Windows 7 it's right there on the home screen, second area over under Image.  In XP or Vista I think you have to click on the tab "image"... I haven't worked in XP or Vista in a while.  When you click the button, this window pops open.

Resize & Skew.  Here you can click percentage (which is usually what I use) or if you know the pixels you are looking for (some digital photo frames tell you the size) you can select the pixels.  Right now you'll notice "Maintain Aspect Ratio" is selected.  In Windows 7 if I type in 20 on Horizontal, it automatically changes the Vertical to 20.  In old systems, you had to manually change both numbers.  That Maintain Aspect Ratio works the same way with Pixels.  It keeps it in the same ratio as the original photo was taken.  (that way you don't make one direction real wide and one skinny!)

After you click OK, you can see it takes it down where the whole photo is on the screen.

Now if you want to save your original as the original size (I always do b/c you can't get it back!) you'll want to go to File, Save As to change the name for the new size.  Make sure you get the Save As and not the Save!  Note: If you accidentally hit Save, before you close out, hit the undo button and it takes it back to the large size, click SAVE or Save As and rename it!

Once you click on Save As, you can rename or add extra characters, erase characters, however you want to save your photo.  Then click the Save button.

Here you'll see I have my Original photo and next to it is the "Small" photo.  By doing this it went from 6.04 MB in size down to 241KB in size.  A much more manageable size for a blog.  It works really well if you're uploading photos to FB also or sending multiple photos in an email (so you don't bog someone's inbox down) etc.

And here's the sized down photo:

You tell me, does it look like I sized it down to 241 KB vs the original 6.04 MB for the blog?

Thursday, May 24, 2012

What happens on Vacation...

...stays on vacation... Sorta....

All photos via Instagram & iPhone.  Wanna follow me on Instagram, let me know! :)  I would love for you to!








Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Better Person

Sometimes I live in my own world.  
Sometimes maybe that's easier.

My mom & my husband always tell me I live in a black & white world at that and that our world isn't black and white but it has gray areas.  
Areas I don't want to think about I guess, I'm not sure.  
I like clean, simple, cut forward answers and unfortunately life isn't that way.
**via**
Add all kinds of people with all kinds of personalities and sometimes you have a mess on your hands.

I just know I want to be a better person.  
The kind of person people look up to.  
The kind of person my husband is proud of.
The kind of person my parents are proud of.
A fabulous role model for my {step}daughter.

But sometimes I fall short.

I guess that's why we aren't all perfect. 
Why perfect doesn't exist.

Recently Jessica talked about life being short.
Telling your loved ones that you love them.
Giving your kiddo's an extra squeeze.
Letting your spouse, your family, friends know you love them.
Because at the blink of an eye, it could all be over with.

Megan's father just had surgery.
Open heart surgery even.
Same principal.
Life is short.
Don't take it for granted.

It can go one of two ways:
The first year is all lovey-dovey honeymoon phase and then reality hits.
or
Reality hits hard that first few days, weeks, months, years of marriage and then it is smooth sailing.

No one wants to admit defeat.
No one wants to fail.
Sometimes people fall.
It's how they get up, dust themselves off, learn from their mistakes & move on that counts.

Unfortunately people are going to butt heads.
People are going to fight.
Personalities will clash.

But ask yourself: 
Will this matter tomorrow?
Do I really care that it takes me an extra minute to dig out the clothes hangers b/c they won't pull them out of their clothes and place all together?
Do I really care that they squeeze the toothpaste from the middle of the tube as opposed to the end, the way I like it?
Is my way the better way?
Do I really want to bring the past up in this particular fight?

Or:
Can we move on?
Can we learn from this?
You know I really like my sleep, is this worth fighting about, in the long run?

And we can sit here and speculate that so & so has a better life than I do
or
Why do they get off easier than me?
or
Whatever the case & instance may bring...

But... do we know for sure what people are going through?
People want you to see the good... 
Not the bad.

Some days I have to remind myself of this.
It's not an easy task.
It may even put you in an awkward situation.
But don't worry...
God won't put you into any thing he won't help you get through.

So today Lord, I ask you to please help me be a better person.  Watch over my husband, my family, my friends, and even the people I don't care much for.  Please help all of us to be a better person.  To let the little things that really don't matter, slide.  Help us to focus on living our lives to the fullest.  Struggles may come and struggles may go, but please help us all to know that you have our back.  And when we are too tired to carry on, that you'll pick us up and carry us the rest of the way.  In your name, I pray.  Amen.

I'm saying this prayer for you.
My friends.
I ask that you'll please pray for me too.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

The Amazing Tale of a Wonderful Woman's Secrets Hidden in our Office

Do you know what a relief it is to not have to go to class on a Monday night?  To come home at a decent hour, get to go out and enjoy a nice walk with your husband and your pooches.  I think I kind of almost forgot what that felt like on a Monday night.  Sure I was home on Tuesday's, Thursday's and every other Friday's, but then I was studying and reading and fretting.  This was nice and relaxed!  I'm not going to lie, I might be in love with Monday evenings...

Last night I was walking around the house, catching up on Dancing with the Stars, Two and a Half Men, a few blogs, just whatever popped into my head to do at the time.  For some reason I walked into our office and grabbed a recipe book off my shelf.  When I walked back to place it back on the shelf (shocker I know) I saw a notebook I wasn't sure I recognized.

I pulled it off the shelf and walked into the living room trying to remember what this notebook was.

And all the sudden I had a feeling I knew what it was.

My Grandma S loved recipes.  She hated to cook but she loved recipes and she loved to eat even more.  She never allowed me to say food was nasty.  I could not like it, but food was never to be referred to as "nasty".  That was just a horrible word.

She passed away on 9/11/07 {Cancer took her life, mean old ugly cancer}.  Mom got things, AC got things, but I, I got all her cookbooks.  Unfortunately at the time I was still living at home, didn't have a kitchen of my own, and the books have been misplaced.

I have been searching for her cookbooks for years now.  Every so often I still search my parents house.  It's not that the house is so cluttered or so large, but for some reason I keep passing over the box that was her cookbooks.  A few made their way into my recipe book collection but not all.

But I forgot about this particular book.  It's her handwriting.  Something I love!  And someday with the way the world is going, our grandkids won't be able to read her handwriting (schools around here have quit teaching cursive, which is all I write in).

And this recipe.  This recipe almost brought tears to my eyes.  She loved Green Goddess Dressing.  I'm not sure what it is, but a restaurant around here served, in her opinion, some of the best.  She asked me to make her Green Goddess dressing sometime.  Unfortunately I can't remember if this was while she was sick and I was supposed to make it when she got better or it was something she asked me to do that I never got around to.  Either way, seeing this and a few other recipes for Green Goddess Dressing made me cry.

I was so happy to find this book.  I'm ready to go put it in our safe because I'm scared of losing it.  She was a huge part of my life (as all my grandparents were) and as the days, months and years pass by, I'm starting to lose the memory of her calling and leaving voicemails for me on our answering machine.

So I was extremely excited to find this book sitting among some of my cookbooks.  Yup, I might just be in love with Monday nights.



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