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Fireworks, ice cream and swimming

Celebrating Independence Day this year including two full meals one with friends and another with family.

The one with friends also included lots of fireworks and oohs and aaas.


A few days later we got together with family and enjoyed a great meal, homemade ice cream and swimming.


There was also the newest member of the family present…a puppy (not ours).



The pie cooked up a memory

When I told my Dad about the baked apple pie and a cherry cobbler that Keith made for us to enjoy as part of our July 4 meal he immediately recalled how, as a child, cherry was his favorite pie.  Dad said that he must have really loved it because his dad sang “Roly Poly Daddy’s Little Fatty” to him although when he sang it he changed the pie to cherry.  Dad told me that my grandpa played the record and had a big stack of other 78rpm records he listened to as well.

“Roly Poly” was first recorded by Bob Wills and His Texas Playboys in 1946 when my Dad was 8 years old.  All photos of my Dad as a child show that he was stout and healthy but not overweight.  While the title of the song isn’t very flattering, the song is actually about a a very active boy who eats continuously to keep his strength up.   I’m confident that my Grandpa found the song endearing.  Here’s the song with the lyrics below the video.

Roly Poly eatin’ corn and ‘taters
Hungry every minute of the day
Roly Poly gnawin’ on a biscuit
As long as he can chew it, it’s okay.

He can eat an apple pie
And never even bat an eye
He likes everything from soup to hay
Roly Poly daddy’s little fatty
Bet he’s gonna be a man some day.

Roly Poly scrambled eggs for breakfast
Bread and jelly twenty times a day
Roly Poly eats a hearty dinner
It takes lots of strength to run and play.

Pulls up weeds and does the chores
And he runs both ways to all the stores
He works up an appetite that way
Roly Poly daddy’s little fatty
Bet he’s gonna be a man some day

Keith’s cool July 4th apple pie triggered a memory and now I know another tidbit about my Dad and my Grandpa.

2015Jul04_0022Update:  My Dad responded to this post by adding “Memories! I can’t tell you how many times that song has played in my mind.  I loved my Dad! He taught me so much without me even knowing he was teaching me. I wish for every child to have such a Dad!”  And my Aunt said “I remember Daddy singing ‘You Are My Sunshine’.”

A Summer Weekend

Noble, Oklahoma has a restaurant that is known for its great chicken fried steak and that is where my brother and I took our Dad for lunch the day before Father’s Day.  Afterwards we visited the Noble cemetery and paid our respects to Mom and others.  It was the first time that David got to see our Mom’s headstone since it was set; it now has lots of grass growing all around it.  Mom’s 75th birthday was Monday; our first without her.

Looking north toward Noble.

Looking north toward Noble (Mom’s headstone is quite a bit behind me in this pic)

The next day was Father’s day and was a trip to visit my daughter and have lunch.  It was a perfect opportunity for a family photo using my remote control.  Here’s a selfie making sure the focus was set.

Freeze frame

Freeze frame

Manna from our kitchen

Recently Keith and Travis were discussing the health benefits of manna bread so Keith decided to make some.  I’ve always heard the phrase “manna from Heaven”, which is a reference to the food God gave the Israelites during the Exodus and has become synonymous with a sudden happening that brings good fortune.  Until this weekend I’ve never had manna bread.  It is bread made from a sprouted grain, which uses only the Essene’s technique to make the very simple and healthy bread.

Keith added sunflower seeds to the top of a portion of the bread.  The bread has a sweet taste and the texture reminds me of bran.


‘Tis the Seasoning

While I was helping my Dad move I noticed a couple of cast iron skillets that were quite rusty.


I brought them home knowing that Keith could make them look as good as new.  The first step he does is put them in a very hot oven.  Sometimes this makes the whole house stink and fill up with smoke.


Once they are cool he soaks them in vinegar water then scrubs them with steel wool.


Next step is to season them and heat them again.


Finally, with these, he did a test drive with them before giving them back to my Dad.


Thanksgiving 2014

Thanksgiving 2014 was two days after my Mom died unexpectedly.  The funeral home and church were closed so there was little that could be done to plan the next steps.  We opted to stay true to our family tradition and count our blessings by enjoying one another’s company and Thanksgiving Day food.  My husband posed in the kitchen to attest to the Thanksgiving aftermath.


Trick or Treat

2014Oct25_0002aThe delicious cake that Keith made for a Halloween party.  Kinda tough to dish up but those tootsie rolls are pretty good.


I expected my birthday to include a visit with my mother-in-law, a trip to Best Buy then back home in time for my dad, mom and daughter to visit.  But, that’s not what happened.

Walking into my mother-in-law’s house I was surprised by the additional guests that included my son, daughter and her boyfriend.  We ate, they sang Happy Birthday to me, I opened some cool presents (including what I was going to get at the expected trip to Best Buy), then we headed on.  It was a perfect birthday celebration.

We stopped at Best Buy anyway to pick up a keyboard and mouse to go with my new 25″ monitor.  Then headed back home.

As I turned the corner from the hallway into my dining room I heard in unison “Surprise!”  My dad, mom, son, daughter, daughter’s boyfriend, brother, sister-in-law, aunt and three cousins had decorated my house, brought drinks, plates, a special birthday hat and made my favorite homemade cake.   I was truly surprised.


Within a short time, we all gathered around while my mom read from her autobiography the portion about the day I was born.  Next, I began opening the stack of cards and present they brought for me.  Finally, I made a wish, blew out the candles and we each had some homemade cake with real whipping cream my mom made.  But that’s not all…the present I unwrapped is a story all by itself.

The present I got is a dress made so that we could re-create one of my childhood photos.  Last year my dad saw a photo of me taken when I was 10 years old holding one of his radio controlled airplanes and he told me that he still has that plane.  We thought it would be cool to re-create that photo someday and within a few days he brought the plane to my house where it has been for over a year.

A few weeks ago Keith and my dad were discussing my upcoming birthday when Keith mentioned that I was still wanting to re-create that photo.  Instantly,  my dad knew that’s what he wanted to make happen for my birthday.  He came over to my house while I was at work and cleaned the airplane making sure it was ready for the photo.  Then my dad enlisted clerks at various fabric stores to help him compare fabric in the stores to the fabric of my dress in the picture trying to find the closest match.  After he purchased the fabric he then needed to find a seamstress and my Aunt Claudia volunteered for that task.


So, when I opened that present and saw that dress I immediately knew the plan –we were going re-create the photo!


I nervously put the dress on hoping it would fit and it fits perfectly.  My aunt is amazing!

Next, we decided on the location.  Since the original photo was taken while we lived in Wichita Falls, Texas but we live in Oklahoma City now we opted to go to a nearby park.  We loaded up the RC airplane and scoped out a good spot.  It was a bit windy but several of us worked to get the angles close to the original.


See what you think of the results, click the image to zoom in.


I had a great birthday, spent time with people I love on a fun project.  Thank you to all involved, it was a perfect gift for me.

On Dasher


Strawberry sorbet

Homemade strawberry sorbet made with splenda.

Independence Day

After a wonderful meal and dessert that included black berry cobbler with home made vanilla ice cream (Thomas Jefferson’s ice cream recipe), we enjoyed conversation with friends and lots of fireworks.