Tuesday, November 29, 2022

My Daybook . . .

It's hard to believe that November is almost gone.  Thanksgiving is behind us and Christmas is ahead of us, with all the beautiful music, twinkling lights, Christmas gatherings and quiet nights sitting near the Christmas tree enjoying the silence.  I'm pretty sure December will go just as fast as November.  

On with my daybook . . .

On my playlist . . . There's always something on my playlist.  Right now I'm listening to Luke Bryan singing, Oh Holy Night - so beautiful.

   Outside my window . . . This is what I woke up to this morning . . .

I love the change of seasons, and that includes snow!  The forecast calls for snow off and on, almost everyday this week.  

On my mind . . . Oh my goodness, there is so much on my mind.  On Saturday we went to the funeral of a friend who died in a scuba diving accident, she was only 68 years old when she passed. She and her husband were on their 47th wedding anniversary trip.  I was so sad.  I went to high school with her and shared the love of drama and acting. Then after 21 years, we became neighbors and friends for the next 27 years.  The funeral was just beautiful and very touching.  There were so many flowers and so many people, she was very loved.  When we went to church on Sunday you could still smell the lingering scent of roses in the chapel.  She will be missed by so many.  

Thinking about . . . I'm thinking about all that needs to be done before my granddaughter gets married on the 27th.  We will all be working hard to get her bouquet made as well as the boutonnieres and corsage's for the bride's maids and groomsmen, parents and grandparents  Here's a sneak peak of the flowers.  My daughter just stuck them in a vase to pick out the flowers she wants to use...I just love the colors Taylor chose, her bouquet will be beautiful!

One of my favorite things . . . You guessed it!  

I'm wearing . . . Comfy warm slippers for this very cold, wintery day.  I hate to have cold feet and these slippers keep my feet toasty!

In the kitchen . . . For Thanksgiving, Bob smoked the most delicious ham to go along with the turkey.  It was so good and I knew it would make delicious ham and beans...and it did.  On Sunday morning, I put the ham bone, with plenty of meat left on the bone, in the Instant Pot.  I also added 2 cups of washed and sorted pinto beans, 1/2 cup of diced celery and 1/2 cup of diced carrot.  I added enough water to cover the bone, added a bay leaf, and set the pressure cooker for 50 minutes.  When it was finished, I put the pressure cooker on the slow cooking mode while we were at church.  When we got home, dinner was done, and it was delicious!!  This is a picture of the ham when my husband took it out of the smoker...yum!!  We put toothpicks in it to hold it together. ;0) 

I didn't take any pictures of Thanksgiving festivities' this year...I guess I was just caught up in the moment.  It felt good to be present and so I didn't think about snapping photos!  Our Thanksgiving was delicious, filled with family, reminiscing and fun. 

Just sayin' . . . 

  I hope everyone is getting into the Christmas Spirit, and enjoying this new season!

Be Safe, XOXO
Hugs and Love,


Wednesday, November 23, 2022

Tuesday, November 22, 2022

Happy Thanksgiving . . .

Today, I'm reposting a Thanksgiving post from 2009.  This is still how I feel about Thanksgiving, and as I get older, the memories are even more precious to me than they have ever been!

I've been thinking about Thanksgiving today as it is just around the corner.  When I think about Thanksgiving, I think about my grandparent's home, you know the house, you've seen it lots of times . . . over the river and through the woods . . . That's the one alright!  My grandparents weren't rich, they didn't have a big house or even very much room for a big crowd, but somehow we all fit and it was always filled with love.  There were seven in my  family, plus all of my aunts and uncles and their children - we were a sizable group.  I can remember my aunts, my grandma and my mother all crowded into grandma' small kitchen fixing dinner, making sure everything was just right.  I remember the sound of potatoes being peeled, a big bowl of stuffing being stirred and tasted, the smell of brown sugar and marshmallows, dishes clinking in the sink, big white flour sack towels draped over shoulders and colorful aprons tied around waists. Sometimes, I would sneak into the kitchen, just to see what they were doing and take in the sights and smells - I was always ushered out almost as fast as I came in because there were babies and toddlers to babysit and keep happy, that was me and my sisters job! 

The smell of turkey roasting in the oven, potatoes boiling and rolls raising was an overwhelmingly yummy smell!  My grandmother was a wonderful cook and everything she made felt like it had cream and butter in it.  I later, I found out that they really did!  Grandma loved  to cream the vegetables and put an extra pat of butter in everything. She also liked everything to be extra sweet - she even put extra sugar in Jello!  Today, when I make her cranberry Jello recipe that she loved so much,  I always add the extra sugar.   One of our favorite dishes at Thanksgiving was creamed corn.  For this dish, she only used frozen corn that she put up herself,  Just before it was done cooking, she would add an 8 oz. block of cream cheese, a little cream and salt and pepper - this is something we still always have for Thanksgiving.  Some might think it's strange, but it's comfort food to me, we still make it this way.  Grandma's rolls were always on the table and they were the best rolls I have ever eaten!  Grandma loved to make bread, I don't remember ever eating store bought bread in her home.  Grandma taught me how to make bread when I was a young girl, she said you will know when you've kneaded it enough, because it will be as soft as a baby's bottom.  That's still how I know when my bread has been sufficiently kneaded.  Her secret was always an extra little pinch of salt.

A turkey roasted to perfection, creamy mashed potatoes and gravy, creamed corn, homemade cranberry sauce, sweet pickles, pickled beets, black olives to put on fingers and green olives with pimento, homemade stuffing, sweet potatoes, cranberry salad, perfect homemade rolls, pumpkin pie and mince meat pie - these are the wonderful dishes I remember at Thanksgiving. We would, of course, eat til' we were stuffed, then we would help clear up the table, bringing all the leftovers into the kitchen to be divided and sent home with each family. Then the hustle and bustle and chitter-chatter in the kitchen would start all over again.  All the women would put their aprons back on, and fill the sink with hot sudsy water...always more than once.  Clean dish towels and dishcloths were taken out of the drawer and before you knew it, the kitchen was clean.  My sisters and I would get to help with the dishes, and it was so much fun!  I remember my grandma had a little spot, right next to her oven, that had a little pull-out towel rack where we would put the wet dish towels to dry before going into the laundry basket.  I remember we were always sent home with containers of leftovers, especially turkey so we could make a turkey sandwich when we got home that evening . . . my father's favorite part of Thanksgiving!  So many cherished memories that I have tucked away in a special place in my heart! 

I loved my grandmother's house - I loved the way that you had to go down a little step to get into the living room from the kitchen.  I loved her big bathtub and bathroom painted pink.  I loved the way that the refrigerator was not in the kitchen, but on the back porch.  But most of all, I loved the way that I felt when I was there - so much love . . . how wonderful it would be to go back in time? 

I hope that this Thanksgiving, no matter where we are, we will feel that same kind of love.  I pray that my children and grandchildren will know how much they are loved.  I hope that someday, my family will look back at Thanksgiving and have that same desire to recreate what they remembered as a child on Thanksgiving Day.  There have been a lot of wonderful Thanksgiving dinners since the time I was a child - but I will always remember the Thanksgivings at Grandma and Grandpa Howard's house . . . today, I miss my grandma and grandpa, and I am so thankful and grateful for the memories they made with me.  But most of all, I'm grateful for the wonderful influence they were in my life and the unconditional love that they gave me!  

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

Hugs and Love,


My Daybook . . .

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