Diana's Musings

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Long Easter weekend

We had Friday and Monday off. It was nice to have such an extended time off! I slept a lot the first couple of days - about 11 hours the first two days then about 9 hours each day after but that's not counting the naps, puttered around the house sorting through closets. Monday we visited the grandkids. We got a lot of things done just puttering though. I cleaned out most of my scrapbooking stuff and gave it to Joleen, cleaned out my closet of clothes I can no longer wear - the spring/summer clothes selection is a bit thin, put away all my clothes in the laundry room - that is a first in ages and our laundry room can hold a closet full of clothes! Ken cleaned his desk and side of the bedroom, I found a ton of old pics from when the kids were little while cleaning house, Ken cleaned the garage, we shopped at Lowe's, Ken hung the towel rods in the bathrooms, went to Walmart and DIDN'T spend a fortune - I'm still not sure how THAT happened, and went through all my old yarns. I've put them all together and started an afghan for another Christmas present. When we visited with the g'kids, they wore G'pa out!! At 4 and 7 they have TONS of energy. He doesn't last long. When he's tired out he just wants to come home and sleep in the lazyboy chair. I admit that chair does a great job of sucking you into a nap! When Tinkerbell crawls on my lap too it's over! I fall asleep fast!

Yup, sounds just like our family

This is from the comic strip Rose is Rose. I don't know how many sock sorting parties we have had but when they match it can make my day! Especially if there are no stray socks at the end. I have too many comic strips cut out and posted different places that hit home about our family. Zits, Snoopy (Peanuts), Rose is Rose are among my favorites.

picky eaters

Mom used to make oyster stew during Thanksgiving and Christmas. I was Dad's favorite. I loved it too! Oh, how I miss eating that! It was creamy and rich and had just the right amount of oyster flavor. None of the rest of the family liked it. That just meant more for me and Dad!

My brother Troy was a picky eater. I think he got that trait - I don't think it was a habit - from Great-G'pa Henretty. Great Grandpa Henretty was Grandma Heilman's dad. He liked every item of supper on a separate plate. Mom wouldn't let Troy get that bad but he did like eat food in it's own pile. Brannon got that picky eater gene too.

Now as an adult he doesn't have it as bad but when he was little Brannon would quietly dig out the offending food and after the meal there would be a little pile of onions or other things he didn't like to eat. I used to puree the onions so he couldn't tell or at least couldn't find them. He's say I taste onions. I'd tell him that if he could find them he could pick them out. He never did find them when they were pureed.