Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Sunday, July 29, 2007
One of our regular participants, Gawilli of Back in the Day, decided not to enter this week's survey of refrigerators. However, she did write a hilarious post about not participating. Go on over to Back in the Day, and read the post Refrigerator Rights. This is worth your time.
Is a question frequently heard by the parents of teenage boys. This is also what Amy W. of A Family Story is asking this week's Fun Monday participants. Amy wants to see the inside of our refrigerators. Easy enough , right? Not so quick, sweet Amy has instructed us not to clean before taking the pictures. I thought of a way to cheat and not cheat at the same time. Since the fridge needs cleaned, I figured that I could take a before picture and then take pictures as I cleaned the refrigerator. That cleaning impulse passed quickly. So here is my NOT so clean icebox.
On the bottom shelf inside the fridge, you will find some of our beverages, yogurt, and applesauce. The middle shelf holds bread and eggs. Behind the bread, there are some things that need to be thrown out. There is cheese in the meat keeper. Strangely, I hardly ever place any meat in the meat keeper. The top shelf has several things including a bowl of nectarines, some condiments, and some more things to toss out including part of a very large zucchini.
Finally, inside the door, you will find more beverages including wine and several cans of some immunity drink among those plastic bags at the bottom.While writing this, I realize that the fridge really does need cleaned so off I go to clean the refrigerator. Yours is probably already clean so you might like to check out how the other participants keep their food cold. After you are finished, stop by for some pie. We will have coffee and some frozen ready-to-serve (Just Thaw) Banana Creme Pie
5 people who will be annoyed you tagged them.
• Jen at Snowball's Chance in...
• Jenn in Hollland at Something to Say about Life in the Netherlands
• Margaret at Stargazer
• Theotherbear at Uncaringbear
• Lynne at A New Jersey Girl
4 things that should go into room 101 and be removed from the face of the earth.
• unforgiving people
3 things people do that make you want to shake them violently.
• abusing children
• disregarding the rights of others
• playing music so loud that you can feel the bass vibrations but cannot distinguish a tune
2 things you find yourself moaning about.
• when things break down
• those old e-mail forwards that use guilt to imply that you are either unpatriotic or that you do not love Jesus if you do not send the forward.
1 thing the above answers tell you about yourself.
• Hmmm, maybe I am too serious at times, and my answers should have been funny
RULES• Link to the original meme at freelancecynic.com!
• Be as honest as possible so people get to know the real you!
• Try not to insult anyone - unless they really deserve it or are very, very ugly!
• Post these rules at the end of every meme.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Monday, July 23, 2007
Willowtree for a list of this week's participants.
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Although these cars are now long gone, I am highlighting three cars. The first is my parents 1957 Chevy; it was a beautiful machine, a turquoise car with a cream-colored top. This was my parent's second car, but this was their first brand new car. The lovely student nurse on the front porch is my sister, Margaret.
After two years, the transmission in the '57 Chevy broke so my parents traded this dream car for an ugly 1959 yellow and putrid green Chevy with teardrop taillights. The '59 car is important to me because this is the car that I learned to drive. Learning to drive this monster was not easy especially without power-steering. Moreover, if you look closely, those fins are similar to airplane wings, and in a storm or on ice, the car seemed as if it was going to take off like a jet plane.
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Go read Frema's post right now. You will be glad that you did.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Although I commented on The Magic of Books , I wish to answer the questions more fully here and borrow(steal) her great idea of posting about old books. Before (or after) reading this post, you should hop over to PJ's place and look at her sentimental favorites.
The oldest book in our home is a small New Testament with a brass clasp. This book has a 1860 date on the title page and reputedly belonged to my grandfather, John Milton Gray, who was born in 1855 and saw Abraham Lincoln's funeral train in Illinois. There is indistinguishable writing on two of the cover pages, which might be my grandfather's signature. The little book was among my Grandma Gray's belongings.
In the Daddy D/MJD household, we are fortunate to have a Gray family Bible and a family Bible from Daddy D's family. Both Bibles have a partial genealogical listing. However, there is a mystery. His family's Bible has the name Farleman on the cover. As far as I know, there are no Farlemans in his family, and that name is not mentioned inside the Bible.
I have read two of the books featured in this post. I read The Little World of Don Camillo so many years ago. The story is humorous tale about a parish priest and his adversary, Peppone, a Communist mayor of an Italian village. The story is enhanced with clever line drawings sprinkled throughout the book of an angel and a devil. This particular book belonged to my parents. My father used to put this label in each of their books. Notice that he has neatly printed our last name and pasted this label inside the book. My father also created his own book label, which I had hoped to display here but could sadly find no examples. However, I can see the label vividly in my mind. Dad had made a Wedgewood blue wood-cut print of an ice-skater with a stocking cap and his initials BWT.
This classic Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman was a gift from my father, Byron, to my mother, Laura, for Christmas in 1942. The corner bookmark on the poem, "Children of Adam", must be significant. My mother was quite a literary person and loved poems.
Sunday, July 8, 2007
This week's Fun Monday host, Deb of Deb's Melon's Patch, has this request, "Show your favorite place to relax. It can be a chair, corner, ledge, or limb. :) Get out those cameras and take pics or just write how you feel when you are in your zone."
To see how other folks relax throughout our world, hurry over to Deb's Melon's Patch to see a list of other Fun Monday participants.
Friday, July 6, 2007
If you are interested in a Fun Monday on July 9th, go to Deb's Melon's Patch ?This week's host, Deb has this request, "Show your favorite place to relax. It can be a
chair, corner, ledge, or limb. :) Get out those cameras and take pics or just
write how you feel when you are in your zone." If you have a favorite place to
relax, hurry over to Deb's to sign-up for the next Fun Monday challenge.
Thursday, July 5, 2007
The next Fun Monday host for July 9th is Deb of Deb's Melon's Patch. Deb's request is, "Show your favorite place to relax. It can be a chair, corner, ledge, or limb. :) Get out those cameras and take pics or just write how you feel when you are in your zone." If you have a favorite place to relax, hurry over to Deb's to sign-up for the next Fun Monday challenge.
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
Senator Lugar said -
In my judgment, our course in Iraq has lost contact with our vital national security interests in the Middle East and beyond. Our continuing absorption with military activities in Iraq is limiting our diplomatic assertiveness there and elsewhere in the world."
"But I believe that we do have viable options that could strengthen our position in the Middle East, and reduce the prospect of terrorism, regional war, and other calamities. But seizing these opportunities will require the president to downsize the U.S. military's role in Iraq and place much more emphasis on diplomatic and economic options."
You can read Senator Lugar's entire speech here .
Thank you, Senator Lugar.
Monday, July 2, 2007
Your mission, should you choose to accept it:Share one or more of your favorite
summertime memories with us. It can be a childhood memory or more recent.
The memory can be a vague conglomeration of how you spent summers past
(catching fireflies, playing outside till dark, watermelon seed wars) or it
can be a detailed memory of a specific event. You may write a poem or short
story or just tell it like it was. The main idea is to communicate the
essence of summer and what symbolizes the season in words and/or pictures.
Until I was in the sixth grade, my family did not have a car. To get places, we would walk, ride the bus, or ride in the cars of friends or family. Without a car, our summer vacation opportunities were somewhat limited for a family of five. However, thanks to Father DeGraff, a bachelor Episcopalian priest at our church, (Priests in the Episcopal Church do not take a vow of chastity; thus, many priests in the Episcopal denomination marry.) we were able to take a number of one-day trips throughout Indiana and the eastern part of Ohio. We visited historic places like Mounds State Park, Fort Defiance, a monument to Frances Slocum, and Lincoln's boyhood home. We went to scenic places like Turkey Run State Park, Indiana Dunes State Park and an abandoned limestone quarry. We went to lakes in northeast Indiana to go swimming. Wherever our destination, the Thompsons, my parents, my two sisters, Margaret and Betsy, and myself, the youngest of the three daughters were always in for a day of fun with Fr. DeGraff. The good father would drive us in his trusty Chevy, and my parents would prepare enough food for two picnics. Not only was reaching the destination fun, but for the three daughters the trip itself was an adventure. Our generous host would regale his guests with stories, jokes, and humorous little ditties. Additionally, the driver enjoyed taking back roads to find our final location. Sometimes, these backroads ended in a corn field or lead to a broken down bridge. For we three girls, these kind of mishaps only added to the adventure.
Eventually, Father DeGraff married a lovely woman and had children of his own. When my oldest sister, Margaret, turned 16, my parents bought their first automobile, a used two-tone 1953 Chevy. Our family began to take occasional vacations on our own, but I will always ever so fondly remember those very special summertime trips for a family without a car with our friend, the parish priest, Father DeGraff.