SNACKING ON COTTAGE CHEESE. It's been awhile since I ate any and this sure taste good to me on a super HOT day. Staying inside this afternoon and working in the basement shuffling Christmas tubs and other HOLIDAY stuff. What a mess I have.
Had to take a break. When dodging boxes on the path while walking down a aisle causes excessive bending, it's not good. Back and forth in between the racks I go. The basement pantry is no more. On the shelf where the food was, the Christmas stuff is gathered so there is some sense to all of this. A stepping stone to getting it all relocated to the shed across the river.
I have one muscle rack cleared off and started grouping boxes of glassware to donate. I think at the COTTAGE, I will need a rack just for the dishes I will keep, maybe three for HOLIDAY decor. A rack for ice chest, luggage, odds 'n ins. I so wish it were finished, but it's a dream in the works being manifested as we slowly get things done.
There is a box of pictures and papers that belonged to my Grandma who is long gone. Don't remember how I ended up with it. I went through a baggy of pictures and newspaper clippings. I hated to pitch any of it, but I did. Thinned it out really nice like. My Grandma came from a large family of five boys and five girls. This family was really dedicated to having Family Reunions, celebrating birthdays and anniversaries. Their social life was active amongst the loved ones. Believing I should have my own reunions to enjoy being social with my loved ones.
Seeing the Anniversary and Birthday Cakes brings to remembrance that I had wanted to create some large cakes and never got to it. Placed that thought on a back burner.
Now perhaps I will. When I get settled at the COTTAGE, I'm going to play at creating cakes. I have the cake pans and hope to have the time to experiment at making a stack of celebration cakes. That will be an accomplishment for lil 'ole me.
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| Grandma and her sisters. In the middle is Anna Fern. She was well endowed if I do say so myself. All nicely dressed and groomed. |
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| Grandma and Grandad G. with their five girls. My mom is the one in the center. From left to right that's Aunt Lois, Aunt Eileen, Mom, Aunt Esther and Aunt Valera. Not sure which Anniversary this one was. Thinking maybe their 40th... making it the year 1961. |
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| Grandma Anna Fern with her siblings wearing the dress with the white collar. All nicely dressed and well groomed. |
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| Grandma Anna Fern |
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| Grandma and Granddad celebrating a Wedding Anniversary. Maybe their 30th. 1951. The tall five tier cake was made by Aunt Valera, the Cake Lady. Fine white cake covered with almond flavored frosting. Her cakes were THE BEST evah. Once again, I traveled down MEMORY LANE getting a treat. Spending a couple of hours last night going through my Great- Grandma Alice's scrapbook that was in disrepair falling apart full of postcards she received from family members, some Christmas cards, a few newspaper clippings and photos was interesting. I salvaged what I could. More on that later. I suppose Great-Grandma Alice would not have thought that one day a great-granddaughter would be doing this to her scrapbook. Going down Memory Lane. I still have to have a place for photos, scrapbooks, slides, and cards that came from my In-laws and parents and other Family members. Last year, I pitched my In-Laws cards they had given to one another. These ended in my hands after my Father-in-law passed away in 2018. I looked them over, pulled the cards from their children and mailed them their cards. It was sad to pitch the cards. I just about couldn't do it. I have saved my children's cards through their childhoods. I will turn lose of these and let them do with them what they want. They can be the ones to decide to keep or pitch. MEMORY LANE has it's place in our lives. I mustn't stay too long or I get nothing accomplished in this day and age. I have much I need to get done so I can proceed to COTTAGE LIVING in small town America. |
I didn't make it over to the COTTAGE today to paint as I am putting my energies into the basement here. I found some things to take to the COTTAGE getting them out of this basement. Looking at all that has to be dealt with, makes me tired. It's not only physically challenging, it's mental as well. I spent so many years building up the estate and now I am having to thin it down once again. I'd like to have a place for everything and everything in its place.
Wherever you live, if the belongings are in order, it sure helps. Knowing what you own and where it is... is half the battle.
Handling the AUTUMN decorations led to the temptation of displaying it in the middle of August. I suppose the thought of cooler weather appeals to many when the SUMMER TEMPS are so HOT. 100 degrees as I type. I found a couple of Autumn wreaths downstairs and forgive me, but they are going on the front doors just about now...
This week has flown. Tonight, we will watch a movie and relax as a couple of old people to regain our strength and goodwill. Drink some water and munch on some popcorn is my kind of entertainment.
With all the chaos in the world, I am so blessed to be HOME. Now to work some more on the basement. Be of good cheer for God has overcome the world.
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Psalm 127:3
Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD:
and the fruit of the womb is his reward.
