Frosty Wednesday Morning

[Colliemom]

Morning gals. Woke up to a fairly heavy frost this morning. First good frost of the season and way later than normal. Big weather changes coming after today, and yes O’Sharon, we do have snow coming. Lake effect, but how much and where is still up in the air. I’m ready, so let come what may.

Been spending my waking hours finishing up those Thanksgiving displays. All done and going out today. Will post a picture after They are in place. Going to let it warm up a bit though first. Seems funny not sitting at the table with a paint brush this morning. However, am cutting out the Christmas ones today, so will start on them, but have a bigger time span to do them, so will do them more leisurely.

Lyn, sorry you sold your car, but we all come to that point in life eventually if we live long enough. Like Martha, I would have to move too. At least you are close to things necessary in life, stores, doctors and other things. Carol, glad you reached Mazatian in one piece. No to enjoy winter. Barbie, be i pn to see what all the excitement is about.

Well, got things to do here, so best get going. Only so many hours of daylight and have to wait out the chilly morning a bit first. Need to hit the shower and make a quick run to hardware store. Have a nice day all.

[Shirlv]

Morning All, sunny and predicted 66°and next week down in the 50’s. Dressing in layers is the answer. I have been searching for a Butterball 3 lb boneless turkey breast to cook for Thanksgiving. There are larger versions but I do not want 5lbs of turkey. Walmart says out of stock so hoping it’s not permanent. Found a recipe for turkey breast in the crockpot so will try that. Also watched a video for a small apple cake which looked easy and delicious but it was in German. Converting to english measurements kept me occupied for a while. I dropped a form at the doctors office to be filled out for my auto insurance to verify I am fit to drive. Guess I will have to start shopping for a horse and buggy. Be safe

[BirdbyBird]

And, when we grow up
We must never forget
That hidden, down deep
Within us
Is our forever inner child
Resting, silently
Forever waiting
Forever hoping
That one day
We shall, remember it

Poem written by Athey Thompson

[Shirlv]

In my fifties and driving past an antique store with my young granddaughter I saw an Amish carriage. I told her I would buy it and when I could no longer drive I would use the carriage to go to McDonalds. In a shakey voice I said “Sonny, give me a cheeseburger, fries and a chocolate shake”. Granddaughter ask if she could go with me and I said “certainly “ then she said tell me again. Ahh memories. Same granddaughter gave me a rock for A gift that was inscribed “You are my rock”. I have the feeling the time is approaching when she will be my rock. Think my inner child is alive and well. Lol

[Acadianmom]

Oh no Shirl, when did the insurance companies start making you get a doctor's excuse. We never had to and Harold was 90. The way people drive now I wouldn't get on the road with a horse and buggy. Every time I see someone on a bicycle I think they have a death wish. I finally bought one of the 3 pound, football looking turkey breast roasts because Walmart was almost out of them. I kept looking for one that was white and dark meat but maybe I dreamed that they had one like that. I saw some that were Herb flavored but not any of the Cajun spiced ones. I haven't seen any turkey thighs for sale yet. I don't know if I will cook or not. I think my son and his girlfriend will have to ask me to cook.

There is a crop duster flying passed near me. It's probably the neighbor getting fertilizer put on his hay fields. The horse across the road is going crazy. They should have shut him up before they started.

I'm not getting much done this morning. I boiled a dozen eggs to take camping. Sometimes they get used and sometimes I'm eating boiled eggs for a week when I get home. I saw a recipe for something called Fire Crackers. It's crackers seasoned with ranch dressing and red pepper. I'm going to make some of those. I have to get started on my loading.

Martha

[Cudedog]

Hooray! My all-vaccinated kids and all-vaccinated spouses are coming for Thanksgiving dinner! WOO!

After taking a poll amongst us, we all have realized that none of us really care too much for turkey (a few downright hate it). Plus NONE of us care for (or much wants to do) the intense day-log job of getting a traditional Thanksgiving dinner cooked and on the table (not to mention the late-into-the-evening wash-up and put-away).

With the extremely limited time we have been able to spend together during the ongoing plague, we have all pretty much decided that we would rather spend time visiting than spend time isolated in the kitchen cooking a dish no one much wants to eat (LOL. Sacrilege, I'm sure).

SO!!

By mutual (and completely joyful!) consent, we have decided we will be having an all-star, balls-to-the-walls, take-out Chinese dinner for Thanksgiving. YOWZA!! Or maybe even Korean (Korean food is SO good!), that part is still up in the air.

Yum. I can't wait!!

Anne

[JudyJB]

You can have both Chinese and Koren, Anne, with that many people to make runs for take-out food! A couple of years when my kids were out of state in new jobs and could not come home for Thanksgiving, I took my mother to the very elegant Dearborn Inn for dinner. It was expensive, but it was a fantastic buffet with everything from turkey to prime rib to venison and every "fixing" you could think of, plus an incredible dessert buffet. We did the same thing but at a different place for Easter, also.

And, Martha, I admit to having gone to Daytona Beach on Spring Break in 1964! My four college friends, my cousin, and I had two rooms in a beachfront hotel on the second floor. One room had a kitchen, and we cooked most meals. My dad had loaned me his big car, and we drove all night from Ann Arbor to get there, with a few adventures on the way. In Daytona, I met my eventual husband/ex-husband, and two of the other girls temporarily picked up very, very scruffy beach bums. Yes, honest-to-goodness beach bums, one of which lived in an old pickup camper (home made) with surf boards for rent on the top of it and the words "Pray for Surf" written on the side in spray paint! The only serious trouble we got into was getting my dad's car stuck on the beach at midnight and having to call AAA to tow us before the tide came in! Cost for whole trip, including food, gas, and hotel was $65 per person! But of course that was in 1964 dollars.

My cousin and college roommate, who had picked up the beach bums, told them before we left to let them know if they ever got up to Ann Arbor. The day after we arrived home to the University, there appeared parked in front of our sorority house, an old pickup truck with "Pray for Surf" written on the side! I don't have a picture of the truck, but I do have a group photo of us all, including the two characters who almost beat us back to AA if I can find it.

[Shirlv]

Reba Mcentire said “ in life you have to have a funny bone, a backbone and a wish bone”. How true and easy to remember.

[Bethers]

Anne, I've never been a fan of turkey but like the fixings. Married into an Italian family we had two complete fingers on Thanksgiving, the traditional turkey and all the trimmings, and an Italian with lasagne and much more. If you can walk after over of those meals, well you simply can't. I'd love having Chinese and/or Korean.

Judy, I love the story about the boys arriving in Ann Arbor like they did. Did they stay long?

Well, mucho money later my RV is home. Oil change, transmission flushed, etc. They did all the work on the RV parked on the street next to the shop. And I stayed inside nice and comfie. Ty was left at the casita. I think I've always had a dog or two with taking my RV's in. I kept expecting Ty to bark every time the front rv door opened, or just while the guys worked under the hood. No more appts this week. Doctor and dermatologist left next week and by the end of next week I'll be heading to Texas. Unless anything interferes.

Tina and Shirl, thanks for the great quotes. Love them.

[JudyJB]

The one left in a couple of days because he had no place to stay, but the one renting surf boards stayed a few weeks to earn enough money on a job of some sort to pay for gas to get back to Florida. He is the tanned one, obviously, but can you guess which one I was? Unfortunately, I never took photos of the pickup truck, but we did keep a group diary, and I have saved that all these years!


And this photo shows some of us in our hotel room that had the kitchen. We had made spaghetti and several college students dropped in. The guy with the beret is the second person who made it to Michigan, but hitchhiked. Actually, he beat us there and was waiting for us when he arrived. The skinny blond guy is my eventual husband and then ex-:


Actually, the two beach bums were really decent people, but that was the culture in 1964, as some of you might remember. This was mostly pre-drugs with only a little drinking. (Those were the years, however, when Tom Hayden was editor of the Michigan Daily, had formed Students for a Democratic Society, and was hanging around with Jane Fonda in Ann Arbor.) No one in our Daytona group or that we hung around with got drunk on that trip, but you do crazy things when you are young, don't you?

[Shirlv]

Judy, love trips down memory lane. Hard to believe we were that young. In my case also that I was so skinny.

[Redetotry]

I love all the memories!! Yes life was definitely an adventure. I think I had two youths one when I was from 17 to when I was 23 and got married. I decided life on a farm was not for me and was single and out having fun again from '74 to the mid nineties. I lived with my Granny for awhile and remember her shaking her finger at me as I usually headed out the door around 10':30 at night saying "the only thing open at this time of night are dens of iniquity"! We danced at least 4 nights a week at those dens. She got revenge by shaking down the coal stove right outside my bedroom that didn't have a door,around 6:00 AM and if you have ever heard that metal to metal clang you never forget it!

[JudyJB]

Our lesson learned was to never say "Stop by if you are ever in Ann Arbor" or whatever town you live in, because people might just stop by! My friends and i were not exactly prim and proper, but you can imagine the shock of this hairy and deeply suntanned guy in torn shorts before torn shorts were fashionable, dropping in to our sorority when a chapter meeting was being held in the living room. I wish I knew Tom's last name, but I am wondering if he became a lawyer or something. You just never know.

I can imagine your granny shaking her finger at you when you were on your way out the door!

Way back when, I used to write and edit a company newsletter for our very spread-out company--like 1,600 employees in over 50 offices in several countries. So I asked people to send me secrets about themselves that no one else at work knew. It was great fun. One 50+ grandmotherly-type secretary admitted she had been a professional wrestler when she was younger in Windsor, Canada, performing under the name "Mad Marie." Except I never put her professional name or sex in the column. I asked people to guess who this person was until the next monthly newsletter came out! Not a single person guessed it was a woman and certainly no one guessed her. (When I was growing up, we used to watch wrestling every Sunday on Canadian TV because we were just across the river from Canada.) Another woman admitted to belonging to a motorcycle club, and a third woman said her regular babysitter when she was a child of military parents was Kris Kristopherson because his parents and hers were stationed at the same military base somewhere in the Middle East.

So, if anyone wants to post a secret for the rest of us to guess, just send it to me in a private message, and I will open a thread for people to guess. Or you can just tell us outright.

Oh, and I forgot to mention that some of the guys dropping in for spaghetti came in by climbing over the balcony and knocking on the sliding glass door!

[Shirlv]

Judy, sent you a pm.

[Acadianmom]

When I was in college there were so many rules for women. I don't know where they found the woman that was in charge of my first dorm but she was a witch. We had a sheet we had to fill out if we were going to be out later than 8:00 during the week. We had to put the time we were leaving, the time we were going to be back and who we were with. The very first time I signed out I put all that over one column so it looked like I was suppose to be back the time I said I was leaving. When I got back to the dorm the witch jumped me and she had me crying and I thought I was going to get kicked out of college. Any idiot could see the mistake. I was on suspension for a week and had to be in my room by 6:00 and not leave it. Every Wednesday there was a dance in the Student Union Building from 6:00 to 8:00. The Student Union Building was right behind my dorm. We would watch the clock and walk back to our dorm before 8:00. One Wednesday a group of us were on the way to the dorm and the witch passed us. When we got to the office she said were late and were all on suspension. I don't remember how many there were but the office was full. Either the clock in the Student Union was wrong or the clock in the dorm was wrong but she was never wrong. That was the kind of crap she would pull. I never tried to get away with things until a few run ins with her. After that we learned all the tricks.

We had to wear dresses or skirts to class. It snowed one time in 4 years and we got to wear pants to class one day. We couldn't go off campus with shorts on. I got sent back to change one time because my jeans were too tight. I think they were trying to make southern bells out of us but all they did was make us sneaky and liars.

My brother went to the same college for a year when I was a junior. He was a fan of the Beetles and his hair was long like the Beetles. If you look at the pictures of the Beetles in the 60's their hair really wasn't all that long. The dorm Mother in my dorm then would have a fit every time he would show up in the lobby to see me but there wan't anything she could do about it. The boys could get away with just about anything.

Martha