DOGWOOD ACRES, 12/01/08, ELANE CRUM
Hello friends. Thanksgiving has come and gone, but good memories linger on. My smoked turkey was wonderful, but it came ready made and I only had to heat it. Rick got up early and pounded out the deer steaks and I got them into the oven for a nice slow two-hour bake. I am never sure my Salisbury Steak is as good as Granny’s, but will continue to try.
Our dinner guests were Neal, Ashton, Erin, and LeaAnn’s folks, Bill and Mary Lou Hodges. Poor LeaAnn was sick and stayed home in bed. She missed three Thanksgiving Dinners and still is not feeling too great.
Ashton and Erin stayed with Papa and me from Thanksgiving Day until Saturday evening. It had been a few weeks since they had stayed overnight so we had a lot of things to do. We did go into Branson on Black Friday, but only shopped at K-Mart. I had a little work to do and we rented a couple of movies before going home.
Erin likes to play checkers and Ashton is teaching her family to play chess. It is nice that there are simple things they enjoy that occasionally take them away from video screens and computer monitors.
They also like to make and paint, and the weekend project was "rice socks", a simple project that involves a long white tube sock with about four cups of rice tied into it. A couple of minutes in the microwave turns this into a moist warm sock that feels "absolutely wonderful" wrapped around a tired aching neck.
Before going home Saturday evening, I took Ashton and Erin to visit Uncle Bill and Roma. They had dinner on the table and we enjoyed hot cornbread with a skillet meal that Aunt Roma had stirred up. Erin sang for them and Ashton brought her latest art work for them to see. Before we left, Uncle Bill and Aunt Roma sang for us, "God Will Take Care of You". They still have sweet harmony and we were blessed.
Uncle Bill, Aunt Roma, Donna Baker, Uncle Ros and Auntie Wan Keithley had Thanksgiving Dinner with Brian Baker and his new wife. Aunt Roma said they had a wonderful meal and enjoyed meeting all of Brian’s new family-in-laws.
There was a full house at Bill and Christie’s on Thanksgiving. I don’t know for sure just who all was there, but I do know there was still hot rolls left at the end of the day. The girls and I went over late in the evening and were just in time to have a bite or two of leftover pumpkin cheesecake. I took a power nap in Christie’s massage chair while the girls played with Madison and Dakota. Oh yes, I did get home with a bag of hot rolls too.
Christie and Makaylee had gone to Springfield Wednesday night to attend the annual Ridgecrest Thanksgiving gathering called "Thelma Bilyeu’s Living Room. I hated to miss, but just could not pull myself together to get everything done that I needed to.
Rick, Neal and I went to Marshfield after church on Sunday to attend visitation for Ernie Smith, a dear friend from our life in Webster County. We went to church with Ernie and Betty when Neal was little, and he was in their home often throughout his growing up years. Their grandsons, Tommy and Ricky, just a little older than Neal, have remained close through the years.
Before heading back home on the snowy roads, we stopped at McDonald’s for lunch. While waiting for our burgers, Neal and I talked about how strange it seemed to be in such a familiar place, where we recognized nobody. Bye for now.
Hello friends. Thanksgiving has come and gone, but good memories linger on. My smoked turkey was wonderful, but it came ready made and I only had to heat it. Rick got up early and pounded out the deer steaks and I got them into the oven for a nice slow two-hour bake. I am never sure my Salisbury Steak is as good as Granny’s, but will continue to try.
Our dinner guests were Neal, Ashton, Erin, and LeaAnn’s folks, Bill and Mary Lou Hodges. Poor LeaAnn was sick and stayed home in bed. She missed three Thanksgiving Dinners and still is not feeling too great.
Ashton and Erin stayed with Papa and me from Thanksgiving Day until Saturday evening. It had been a few weeks since they had stayed overnight so we had a lot of things to do. We did go into Branson on Black Friday, but only shopped at K-Mart. I had a little work to do and we rented a couple of movies before going home.
Erin likes to play checkers and Ashton is teaching her family to play chess. It is nice that there are simple things they enjoy that occasionally take them away from video screens and computer monitors.
They also like to make and paint, and the weekend project was "rice socks", a simple project that involves a long white tube sock with about four cups of rice tied into it. A couple of minutes in the microwave turns this into a moist warm sock that feels "absolutely wonderful" wrapped around a tired aching neck.
Before going home Saturday evening, I took Ashton and Erin to visit Uncle Bill and Roma. They had dinner on the table and we enjoyed hot cornbread with a skillet meal that Aunt Roma had stirred up. Erin sang for them and Ashton brought her latest art work for them to see. Before we left, Uncle Bill and Aunt Roma sang for us, "God Will Take Care of You". They still have sweet harmony and we were blessed.
Uncle Bill, Aunt Roma, Donna Baker, Uncle Ros and Auntie Wan Keithley had Thanksgiving Dinner with Brian Baker and his new wife. Aunt Roma said they had a wonderful meal and enjoyed meeting all of Brian’s new family-in-laws.
There was a full house at Bill and Christie’s on Thanksgiving. I don’t know for sure just who all was there, but I do know there was still hot rolls left at the end of the day. The girls and I went over late in the evening and were just in time to have a bite or two of leftover pumpkin cheesecake. I took a power nap in Christie’s massage chair while the girls played with Madison and Dakota. Oh yes, I did get home with a bag of hot rolls too.
Christie and Makaylee had gone to Springfield Wednesday night to attend the annual Ridgecrest Thanksgiving gathering called "Thelma Bilyeu’s Living Room. I hated to miss, but just could not pull myself together to get everything done that I needed to.
Rick, Neal and I went to Marshfield after church on Sunday to attend visitation for Ernie Smith, a dear friend from our life in Webster County. We went to church with Ernie and Betty when Neal was little, and he was in their home often throughout his growing up years. Their grandsons, Tommy and Ricky, just a little older than Neal, have remained close through the years.
Before heading back home on the snowy roads, we stopped at McDonald’s for lunch. While waiting for our burgers, Neal and I talked about how strange it seemed to be in such a familiar place, where we recognized nobody. Bye for now.
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