Monday, June 9, 2008

Grandma's Apron

I'm convinced our kids don't know what an apron is.

The principal use of Grandma's apron was to protect the dress underneath, but along with that, it served as a potholder for removing hot pans from the oven.

It was wonderful for drying children's tears, and on occasion was even used for cleaning out dirty ears.

From the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks, and sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven.

When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids.

And when the weather was cold, grandma wrapped it around her arms.

Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot wood stove.

Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen in that apron.

From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables. After the peas had been shelled, it carried out the hulls.

In the fall, the apron was used to bring in apples that had fallen from the trees.

When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much furniture that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds.

When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron, and the men knew it was time to come in from the fields to dinner.

It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that "old-time apron" that served so many purposes.

I'm curious: Do you wear an apron? What do you love about it?

Friday, June 6, 2008

DVD Giveaway!

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Thursday, June 5, 2008

Misha

Have I ever told you about our kitty, Misha? Well, she's not really a kitty anymore; she's 5 years old, but we call her Misha kitty. Misha is a Devon Rex, a hypoallergenic cat that we bought from a breeder because I'm allergic to cats and dogs.
Devon Rex cats don't have guard hair, only down, and it's wavy. I personally think she's beautiful, but we have heard more than once, "That is a cat, right?" She plays fetch occasionally, she's super patient with the kids, and she's very loving.

I love my Misha, probably mostly because she's the only affectionate pet (no the parrots don't count) I've had that I could still breathe around. I love that feeling- you know the one where your lungs are expanding and contracting as they should and you're not gasping for breath? That feeling. I've grown to really enjoy it.



Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Contest!

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Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Guess What We Just Got?!

Yesterday, Kyle called the post office to give them a head's up that we were expecting chicks next week. This morning the postmaster called to say they just arrived. What?!?!?! We're not ready yet! (Well, we mostly were but we didn't have the chick feed yet.)
Here are our newest additions:
The kids are all going nuts over these cute chicks, of course. Even Pedro, who's done nothing but make fun of us city slickers for getting chickens. He was the first to care for them.

Our Weekend at the Lake

We spent this past weekend at the lakehouse with our friends. We were at the beach between lunch and dinner on Saturday, playing and having fun. The boys were playing King of the Mountain on the big tube. Isaac fell off two seconds after I snapped this shot.

All Daniel needed was a bucket and he entertained himself for hours!
And Lydia only needed a stick. She slapped the water over and over and over. . .

While the girls did this:
Isaac and Stephanie did this:Here's their driver:
Oh wait, that doesn't look right. I meant the tall one. He was the driver.

Then that handsome fellow took me for a spin. Woo-Hoo! He's a speed demon, he is!
This picture is really just for my CL friends:

So maybe we do grill in the summer. Sue me!
Sunday we spent more time relaxing. Here's our idea of relaxing at the lake.
Look at that cute boy! Notice anything different about him??? He's wearing UNDERWEAR! It's a miracle! Now I need to buy smaller shorts for him. Good grief!

Maya caught a 17" trout, but we showed him mercy and decided to take a picture of this one instead.
Aren't we gracious??



Monday, June 2, 2008

Chain-Smoking Health Nut

The other day, I was waiting in line at the grocery store, and I noticed that the guy in front of me was buying all health food. Organic juice, fruits and veggies, etc. I was impressed. Then as he was about to check out, he asked the cashier for a pack of Marlboros. I stopped myself from laughing out loud. And since I couldn't think of anything tactful to say, I kept my mouth shut. Now, you have to understand that wasn't easy for me.
After the guy was a safe distance away and half of my stuff was already bagged, I said to the cashier, with a big laugh: "What's up with that guy buying all health food and then getting cigarettes?? That doesn't make any sense!" This started a funny conversation between myself and the cashier, which lasted until it was time for me to go.

I'm curious: Do you do that? Do you talk to cashiers or other customers? Give me an example of what your usual check-out experience looks like.