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Sunday, April 7, 2013

The Count

It's raining, it's pouring, and no one is snoring--at least not around here. The lightning is flashing. The thunder is rumbling, and rolling. Water is splashing--and running, and rattling the drain pipe. What a wonderful night to be inside looking out--warm and dry and comfy. Light streaks shine... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, April 4, 2013

What's In A Name?

Some names lend to interesting cartoons, jokes, comments, etc. Through the years, our last name of Stone has been bandied about and provided a bit of fun. The Stone house was not at all made of stone except for the old crumbling foundation in the dank and spooky basement. The Stone Boys were... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, March 30, 2013

Bring On The Roasted Potatoes

I have been watching Julia Child for a long time. Through the years she always fascinated me, but until PBS put out their "Keep On Cooking" remix, I didn't know that she could sing. (Well, sort of....LOL) She is so cute. I never get tired of her. She always had a really witty sense of humor, and... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, March 24, 2013

Special In God's Eyes

A lifetime experience... a wonderful memory...a special part of every Palm Sunday... the song The Holy City ( Jerusalem ) sung by a very special tenor... Just as special to Palm Sunday as He Arose is to Easter Sunday... sung by the entire congregation How could anything make anyone feel any more... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, March 15, 2013

Mickey Mouse Brownie

Pose facing the sun, squint and frown was the picture taking of the day in 1946 with the Mickey Mouse Brownie camera.....always...you had to face the sun, you had to hold still, and you were supposed to say cheese. But who could help from squinting and frowning with the sun in the eyes. I don't... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, March 10, 2013

Dirty hands reaching out finger printing a mother's heart as well as her dress...Little boys rough and tumble in the mud at all the wrong times causing mother extra work, and hidden smiles behind complaints. Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, March 8, 2013

A Lane mini-cedar chest Gift to graduating high school girls 1955 Still smells of cedar 2013 Filled with teen love letters Written by a boy Who didn't really know how To write love letters Covered with pink lipstick kisses Tied with a pink ribbon Locked with a tiny key I don't know why I still keep... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, February 10, 2013

What I Didn't Do!

Monster Jam, Motocross and Demolition Derby are not events that I would wish to attend for my own entertainment, or even out of my own curiosity. But, it is amazing what a grandma might do for her grandson. Back in the days when Grandson Peter was a young teen, and his mother and step-father were... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, February 1, 2013

Rainy Day Trunk

Even then, in the 1940's, it badly needed restoring. As a child I didn't even see the wear and tear it had sustained through the years. I only saw magic, a magic that mother shared with her little daughters on a rainy day when the mood was right. Worn and weathered, it had traveled across the ocean... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, January 26, 2013

Now vs Then

" Now is the time for all good men to come to the aid of their party." T hen was 1956, when I first took a typing class in high school. I'd never had a typewriter, never used one, we didn't have one in our home. And, of course, in those days there was nothing technical with a keyboard that might... Sign in to see full entry.

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