Things are picking up speed around here. Yesterday I went to Electra to pick up my mother-in-law (waved at Dale's old house). Then I made a stop in WF at the grocery store and Hobby Lobby. A young friend of Jesse's is getting married and asked me to do some of the flowers for her wedding - hence the HL stop. Today we have errands to run and people to see. Wed. we will head over to WF. Sunday, I will be taking my MIL back to Lubbock. I just don't see much blogging for then next few days. I will take this time, while I have it, to say Happy Thanksgiving.
Thanksgiving is probably my favorite holiday. I love the meal, the gathering of friends and family, the sandlot football games, the parades on TV, the football on TV, etc. One of my favorite memories is playing "kick the can" while we walked to my grandmother's house in WF. I don't know why we walked to Nanny's house which was over a mile away. Maybe it was to get us out of Mom's hair while she was busy in the kitchen. Dad would walk with us. We would divide into teams. It was more a game of "keep away" as we walked down the street. The team that made the last kick was more or less the winner. Pumpkin our dog would play, too. The toes of our shoes would be all scuffed up, but it was great fun and passed the time well. To this day I cannot pass up a good rock or can to kick while I walk. The family football game in the yard was the other thing we kids looked forward to since we were usually ousted to play outside while the adults watched the Aggie/UT games (serious stuff). This year there won't be so many cousins, but we will still have a game - weather permitting.
So have a great T-Day. Maybe I will blog before then; maybe not. Here is a photo of Jesse and GBN1 taken last night - right before GBN1 put Aunt Jes to "sweep," covering her up, and reading her a magazine (Popular Mechanics).
7 comments:
Electra and the old house look pretty sad, don't they.
Kick the can, (memories) your dad had a way of making things fun regardless of what we were doing. The most fun I can recall was the daily coming home ritual of swing the kid until they become dizzy ritual! {BIG SMILE}. To me that was what being a good father was all about. He was a fine example for me to try to emulate! Again thanks for sharing! Say hey to everyone for me!
Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours, Lou.
For those of you who don't know the "swing the kids" ritual, when my dad would get home from work, he parked in the driveway which was on the far side of the backyard. The neighborhood kids, including Dale, would line up near the house, run the length of the yard, and my dad would scoop them up and swing them around. My dad was only about 5'8" and 165 lbs. back then. There was one girl in the neighborhood that was as tall as dad, but he would swing her too even if it was only one rotation. It is one of my favorite memories - thanks Dale.
Happy Thanksgiving to you and to your family, Lou.
My favorite holiday as well - Thanksgiving is really a relaxing time to spend with family & friends. No hurry, no mad dash to shop and wrap. Just great food and even better company.
Happy Thanksgiving Lou!
My favorite holiday, too. Lots of good memories. Happy Thanksgiving.
Jo
Happy Thanksgiving Lou, I hope you guys have a happy turkey day
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