Saturday, January 29, 2011

Sharing a Slice of Life: Commercials

When I was a small girl we did not own a television.  I was about 10 when we purchased an older television that looked something like this.
I actually listened more to radio and followed "The Lone Ranger" and other similar shows.  However, it was on this television that I was introduced to "The Mickey Mouse Musketeers" and  "Howdy Doody Time" .  Although the commercial of the Campbell's Kids singing "M-m-good, m-m-good, that's what Campbell's soup is - m-m-good." began many years before I was born, the jingle was a standard commercial for soup in the 50's as I was growing up.  Below is a short commercial jingle.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

52 Weeks of Sharing Memories: Cooking (Week 3)

Lorine at Olive Tree Genealogy Blog prompts us to blog weekly of memories.  I decided to combine something new with something old.
My grandmother was an awesome cook.  Her rolls were to die for, unfortunately when we lost her we lost the recipe too.  She didn't write it down.  Have you been guilty of having a special food that everyone in the family asks for and you don't write it down.  (The old I will later syndrome).  She didn't write down her yummy Boiled Spice Cake recipe either, but that one I had helped her make and was able to recreate.
She passed down to my mother a love of cooking.  When my mom cooked it was always 'gourmet'.  Something new, or ethnic. I was sad when she quit cooking other than frozen foods.
I got my love of cooking from both of them.  In keeping with that I made a memory for Jean tonight.  I fixed a Mediterranean meal for my Jean, my sister-in-law tonight to entice her to eat and try something new.  I have the recipes here and the end result, I did not have time to capture each step. She loved it.
The menu was Humus, Focaccia Bread, Lettuce Salad, slices of Avocado.  My one regret was I forgot to make the Tabouli Salad the day before and so we had a Lettuce Salad. 
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Captured Jean's eye and she enjoyed.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Sharing a Slice of Life: Pets

I have had many pets over the years.  I loved them all, but the one in my childhood years takes the center stage this time. 
This little puppy looks much like she did.
When I was 8 years old, my dad was given a small half Pekingese puppy.  No one knew what the other half was, and further more did not care.  We named her Princess.  I must tell you she was not an ordinary puppy.  My aunt in Pawnee found her.  Knowing my father and his amputation, she figured our home would be perfect for Princess.  Princess had been running with the rest of the puppies and tried running through a hog wire fence.  She was small but not small enough. The fence caught her just right to break her leg at the shoulder in a manner that caused the leg to be amputated.
We knew about amputations and that they needn't hamper one's progress. She responded to our love and play and soon was off and running.  Literally.  She could keep up with me on my bike.  She loved to cuddle. Her personality was as human like as a dog can get.  I loved finding her waiting for me when I got home from school, and for years she was my best friend. I shared all my challenges and heart aches with her.She would listen intently looking at me with her soulful big brown eyes.  Her love was unequivocal. 
When I went off to college, she had deteriorated because of arthritis to the point of needing to be carried around.  She was 90 years old in people years.  My dad with great pain, and sadness had her put to sleep when she could not stand at all.  It was years before he was able to tell me what happened. 
She and my dad showed me there are no limitations other than what you put on yourself.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Do You Ever Ponder?

Have you ever reflected on "How well did I spend my life hours this day?"
We only have 24 hours in a day, but there are times when I have leaned back on the pillow and reflected "Did I accomplish anything today? "  Driven by this thought my first inclination was to become more organized.  I bought all the appropriate tools, calendar, planner, filing implements, etc.  I accomplished planning my life down to the hour.  Then, along would come a child, a friend, an organization with a need and out the window would go all my lengthy planning.  My day would turn into a whole new place.
I could say "No, I don't have time" and move on, but it is not in my nature to do so.
That set me on a new idea.  I needed to understand my nature and how to make it productive.  I tend to spend lengthy amounts of time on the computer (were it in earlier years, the children would tell you it was on the phone).  My time is focused on helping or finding a way to uplift others, or find answers to help other's needs.  
My dilemma was how to incorporate my nature into a more productive life style. You notice I said more productive, not unequivocal productivity. 
The plan was to do the dishes as soon as I finished a meal, if I had laundry to put it in the washer, and and pick up one thing in that room an put it in its proper place as I moved into another room.  Then I would work some on the computer.  The process would be repeated all day as long as I was at home, with emphasis on helping someone during the day.  
An example is this evening.  I was writing my blog, answering emails in between taking care of my sister in law and washing laundry, fixing supper, and cleaning dishes.
I now lie back on my pillow and can say I accomplished amount of____ with my life hours during the day.  It is all good.