Looking in the mirror one morning, I sighed, and proceeded to comb out my really short hair. I’d done this so many times that I’ve lost count! “Holy cow” I thought, when’s the last time you’re hair was longer than 2 inches! I couldn’t remember! I stood there for quite sometime and then it dawned on me,” why not let it grow out”! What an epiphany that was!! I have lost quite a bit of weight recently, but with the same olde hair cut, well let me tell ya, I looked Yucky! I know, I know, your image is just a product of your mind, but if that’s true, then why did I feel so yucky when I saw myself? I was time for a change! I realized it would have to grow through a tough period, but if you keep it trimmed once in a while you’d be amazed just how fast it’ll fill in and lengthen. It’s now been nearly six months, and I am amazed! My hair actually has my old curls and waves, the ones I had as a teenager! Wow! I’m not a young beauty any more, however, even we “more mature ladies,” can make some real changes….. It makes for a much happier Señora!
My day has been a quiet one so far. White Fox is out in the garden, doing “garden stuff, and seems to be quite content in doing so. This feeling of absolute quiet brings about a sense of peace and makes me think of my family and friends long gone. At my age, some of my best friends have left me behind, and have gone somewhere else, hopefully sweet and delightful….. Perhaps their loved ones were there to welcome them? I believe this happens. Pleasant to think about, isn’t it? Today is the type of day for cutting the grass, planning a picnic, reading your favorite magazine or book and so much more…It’s just up to your imagination! When we were younger there wasn’t too much that stood in the way of doing just exactly what we wanted to do , now there’s lots of things that may do just that!! There’s an old saying that goes,” You’re not getting older, You’re getting better”! Okay, just go ahead and prove it!! Seem’s to me that this “saying” is a bit screwed up to anyone who is over 60yrs of age! I’ve noticed that even mowing the lawn takes MUCH MUCH longer and that I’m really bushed when I’m finished! Am I right or wrong? We all love planning a picnic, right? However, it’s not in the planning nor the picnic that gets ya, it’s the cleanup, and the backache you’ll end up getting. I never ever use to think that way before, but now I do….history has proven me right. My sisters will agree with me, as we’re all over 65 now and we know what we’re talking about. All our neices and our nephew are heading for the “big 50” and we can hardly wait to hear from their mouths, about just “how tired they’re getting,” after doing stuff. Hee Hee. I will make you a promise though, I ‘ll not laugh nor will I chuckle when I hear them whispering to each other, “about their being so pooped out.” I will smile, show them sympathy, (cause I told them so). Somehow being the other side of “60” does have its pluses now doesn’t it? Ha Ha! Everyone out there has my Love and Blessings, Sammyjay bird…..
Saturday’s were always Laundry and Dusting day when I was young. It was almost a ritual in my home on Yale Street #14. There were jobs for the girls (3) and I guess we did what we were supposed to do, but not without some groaning. It seemed to us that the dusting took forever, as well as remaking our beds with clean sheets ” the correct way?” We never realized just how much help we were giving our Mother, not until we were Mom’s ourselves. I still do things the way I was taught by her and I am so very glad I do. As it turns out, everything she taught us to do saves tons of time!! Why am I so surprised? Moms are very sharp, excellent time saving individuals. It’s been proven to me, so many times that I haven’t got enough fingers and toes to count on! Now, our children are doing this stuff just like we did. Humm? Wonder why? All the dirty clothes, get taken care of with our great automatic washers. But then, the labor starts….. we take all the damp clothes and put them in the dryer, or hang them outside to dry. Then comes the blasted folding… Then putting all the stuff away….well, that’s a chore unto itself. All in all, that’s a terrific start to the famous Saturday Morning Ritual! But what about the dreaded vacuuming and dusting? Who’s going to do that.??? I say ” not me! not me ! But Guess What ? There’s no one else but me! Is there some sort of conspiracy going on? I think there has to be, and it’s been going on forever, it includes each and every mother and child on the planet! HELP! HELP! Times change, people change, habits change, and family rituals may change……but not the Saturday morning bed making and cleaning of the home…that will never ever change. Amen!
I just finished reading my niece’s blog on “My Magnificent Mess”, and as always it is terrific! She’s not only my sister Carol’s oldest child, but as it turns out, she is very much like a daughter to me. We’ve been quite close since she was born, (a cosmic connection?). She is the fine young lady that introduced me to blogging! Thanks DJ. My memories of Memorial Days gone by, are filled with family, picnics, Parades in Westfield, espically the one I marched in, and the fun we all had. When I was young, and that was long, long ago in the previous Century, we didn’t go away, as people do now. Then, families hung out around home, kids played in the back yard and Mom’s & Dads got the great food cooking! The smells were so darn wonderful as I remember…..everything from Hamburgers, Hot Dogs, to Mom’s Potato salad! umm! She always baked brownies, a Pie of some sort and the ever famous fruit jello. My Dad was the chief cook, as he always was each year, grilled up the “Wimpies” as we called the burgers as well as the “Puppies….As always, everything was just great! Dave, Carol, Jeannie and myself were stuffed to the gills…and of course Mom and Dad ! Memories of that time sit in my mind like sweet nectar… and can never ever leave. That’s the way I want it, too. Memories rise, like the smoke of the fire we used to cook the fare on. We ‘d roast marshmallows, trying not to burn the heck out of our mouths…but sometimes we’d do just that. Cold soda was the “cure” and we all loved the cure. It seems as though the days back then, were much longer than now. Perhaps it’s a prespective we all inherently gain as we grow older, as it seems everyone I know says the same thing. So this day isn’t just like any other day….. Lots of my old friends from Westfield High class of 1961, gave their lives for this wonderful land of ours. I know this because I recently celebrated my 50th reunion ……Without them. So here’s to Memorial Days come and gone, and To all the Good People that went with them! Be at Peace my friends, be at peace…….. Sammyjay Bird
Is it just me, or is it a very warm day? Or not? Well, I know I’m not having a DREADED Hot Flash, as I left those terrible days way back in the previous century. Sort of feels like late June or early July. I’m waiting for the weather Lady to tell us all that “the HEAT IS ON!” Just what we all want, right? We finished breakfast about 9:30 and WhiteFox went out to finish mowing the front acres, before it got hot! It seemed as if he was back inside pretty quickly…..” Boy it’s getting hot out there”. “I bet it’s almost 90* he said….. We sat in the Den trying to cool off a bit. I’m thinking, we’ll have to start using our air conditioners soon! How about today? Yea!! Good idea woman! I’m going to try and have a supper that’s not too complicated this evening…..” Good olde Puppies with all the fixin’s.” Simple but sweet. We wives and mothers, run out of ideas after a while, ya know! It’s quite a effort having to create a sumpteous meal each and every day of the week! The mind gets sort of soft and sponge* by the end of a long work week, so trying to be creative is next to impossible? Just feel lucky and bless by the heavens above, that there’s hot food on the kitchen table this evening….also say thanks to that tired looking woman for all the good grub! How’s about, “Thanks Mom!” Hee,hee,hee.
My niece Donna Jean called me the other day and I told her how impressed I was with the photography in her blog. She chuckled, saying the camera she used was the camera in her cell phone! Surprise, surprise, so I asked what type she used normally? She described it, and I thought, perhaps it’s time for a newer one. I had a Fugifilm camera, with a SD card etc. so why not give it to her.She could use a really good one. So I offered it to her and she accepted. I did tell her to come on up anytime to get it… Later, on I received a quick message asking if she could stop in after work on Friday? Sure thing, I said and told her to stay for pot luck supper…OK? Her reply was YES!
I ended up having a pretty good fare, Vadilia burgers, fresh carrots and asparagus (from the garden) and a nice desert of croissants from France. They were filled with some delicious chocolate filling, so by the end of the impromptu supper, everyone was full and pushing themselves from the supper table! It was a nice supper for us…
Donna Jean and her sister Susan Elizabeth and I have special ties that bind us. It all began the night Donna Jean was born, way back when! I actually thought I was having labor pains, and they actually were getting quite strong, too. But when it all stopped, Donna Jean had been born, and I had gotten my (you guessed it). I was not very regular in those days. Hee Hee!
We’ve been through thick and thin over these many years, and I feel as though she’s very much my daughter, and I know I always will! Perhaps she feels something similar, too. She and her sister Susan Elizabeth have always been very Special to me. And I know they Know I Love Them, and always will!
XXOOXX. My love to all of my children, and to great
Meals together Soon!
Today is just a perfect day to celebrate….
To all of you Mothers, out beyond my Woods; Celebrate your special day with all your loved ones, and smile because they remembered you. Some of us aren’t as fortunate to have children that want to remember their mothers. I am one of those… They are now grown, have families, live lives of their own, so that’s their priority now, I guess!
My Mother passed on in 1996, and I miss her every day. She was a great Lady, who had an Irish disposition, and could tell a tale like any good fair Irish gal. Her husband of 60 years, spotted her across the room in the kitchen of his brother-laws’ home up in Northern Vermont, when they were very young. He mentioned her to his brother- in- law and brother, saying “I’m going to marry her!” Well, they all laughed him right out of the room! But surprise, surprise, a few years later he did just that! He said to us, “it was her Irish disposition that got me, Hook, Line, and sinker!!”
It turned out just great, ’cause they had four children, and we were able to honor her, on many Mothers Day celebrations for the next 60 years. So “God bless the mothers out beyond my Woods, and have many, many Happy Days to come!”
Enjoy your Mom’s Day. XX OO XX
Sammyjay-bird (just like my Dad called me)
As I sit here in my comfy chair I have a feeling that I’m going to enjoy this new window to the world . It’s just outside, beyond the trees. My dearest niece DJ has been sending me links to her Blog, and I followed them with great interest. I finally went to her Blog site and opened up my own! Hooray for me and my dear DJ! I’m not quite sure what will come of it…perhaps something good will flow! I hope!
I received some news yesterday and I want to share it with you… Late last spring, I was diagnosed with Advanced Macular Degeneration of my eyes, and I didn’t take the news very well. But as time goes by I’ve come to accept the situation and am trying to make the best of what will eventually come….blindness. They say that God doesn’t give us any more than we can handle, so I’m trying my best to handle it with humor as well as some grace. As strange as it seems, there are times when I can laugh at the whole thing! My mother Virginia Elizabeth, developed A.M.D. when she was about my age of 70 and she handled it just as I’m trying to do. I am finding that I have to wear glasses again, and have been relying on a older pair I found in my desk. Well….they don’t seem to be doing their job any longer so I called the Doctor that gave me my first exam to try to
make an appointment….OMG I’d have to wait ’till this upcoming September 2012! I thought “by then I won’t be able to see my nose”!! Resigned to my fate, I accepted the appointment of 9-23-12
and asked to be put on the cancellation list in hopes that I’d get
lucky… I came to accept the Sept 23rd date so when the phone rang on Friday afternoon, I wasn’t ready for the voice on the other end. She asked me if I would like to see the Doctor this coming Monday morning at 10:10 am! Boy, I almost fainted !! I said yes, yes, yes!! I kept saying I love you, I love you, to her as though she did it all herself.
Funny how news like that can make you act sort of silly! Well,
I’ve spent the past few days thanking God for the wonderful gift, and I’m so very, very grateful how things turned out. It shows us that things can change in a heartbeat, and there can be an answer to your prayers. Love, Me