Day 308-Throwback Thursday-Who's Oats Were They Eating?

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My grandparents, Edith and Robert Caldwell

Meet Edith and Robert Caldwell. This is a picture of them at their 50th Golden wedding anniversary party (which I did not get to attend). They passed from this earth many years ago, but they were special to me while they were here because I spent much of my early life with them.

Like most people, one of the things that are memorable about your grandparents is the kind of food they fed you. Well, back in those days, no one was concerned with high cholesterol, no one worried about food making you fat…they didn’t have to because people worked! They labored hard on farms or in fields and most likely sweated off what they were ingesting.

Anyway, what I remember the most was grandmother’s home-made biscuits and molasses. Mmmmm, I can still remember how wonderful that tasted and how I wish I could eat like that today. Now, I would be lying if I told you I knew what kind of oatmeal they ate, I’m just sure they ate it! My guess would be that they ate good old fashioned Quaker Oats fixed in a pot on the stove. Not my cup of tea, but to each his own.

I wish Grandmother was alive for me to show her my baked oatmeal made with Bob’s Red Mill Steel-Cut Oats, it is so addicting that I am a changed woman, as I talked about on my website Products From the Patio earlier today. I would tell her how different baked oatmeal tastes, how you can change up the recipe and where to buy the best steel-cut oats for her money. Why, it tastes more like a custard with fruit and nuts than a stuffy old bowl of slimy oatmeal. (to me anyway) I would make it for her and my Granddad and get their feedback since they were the best judges of how food is supposed to taste in the whole wide world.

Maybe I would show her how, like you, she could click a link and it would take her straight to Amazon, where she could purchase some for herself. What do you think? Would she be impressed by that today? How about you? Would you take a chance on trying some steel-cut oats sometime? Click the link and check them out for yourself and see if they are not the best tasting steel-cut oats you ever tried, then get back to me and tell me what you thought.

That’s it for today, come back tomorrow for Flashback Friday and see what the storyteller has to say. She will be hanging out until then, nursing her sore knee on the patio. (or possibly in the pool;))

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Day 301-Throwback Thursday-Better Late Than Never

Well,  it’s Thursday evening and I am just now getting around to posting. Today I took Stephanie to the movies to see Snatched with Goldie Hawn and Amy Schumer since she got gypped out of it on her actual birthday. Now I’m having a popcorn hangover and struggling for good throwback material for today.

What I ended up doing was to go back in our old photos and try to find one that was close to this time of year from when the kids were small. What I found was better than that. It features my handsome hubby, myself with a very bad do (and eyebrows) and our friend Jack, back when he was still with us. That was the summer we accompanied him to Houston to see his friends Stan and Judy, who are both gone now as well. The kids were still babies (to me) and they really enjoyed the visit to the battleship Texas. The pkg says the year was ’93 but I’m thinking earlier, maybe ’91. I really hate that the pictures don’t put dates on them anymore and some dolt never thought to write on the back of them! (me)

Myself, David, Jack, my boys Chris and Josh

I really like the way the colors in Daves shirt matched the ceiling on the patio as the sun came through it, and how Jack and myself both had tiny bits of the same colors in our shirts. Jack still had hair and Dave had his mustache which, in my humble opinion, enhanced his good looks. I really hate my hair, but then again I always do. Lol! Happy Thursday everyone!

Day 295-Throwback Thursday-Here's The Promised Pics

Good morning everyone and how are you today? Remember the post I did on how we took our kids to New Orleans one year and there were some pictures of a freaky show they watched in Jackson Square that I could not find? Well, yesterday, as I was tearing up my house looking for my passport, I found those pictures!!

So, real quick, I’m going to lay them out, starting with a shot of the boys and me together and then unfold the story in pictures of how the freaky guy went from no chains, to completely bound, to free again. That’s how he must get his drug money for the day….just sayin, by the looks of him and his helpers. I could be completely wrong. (This was many years ago also, remember) Enjoy and have a great day everyone!

Click on the pic to enlarge it, and sorry, I did not get a pic of him once he was free, but believe me, he got out of those chains and locks-I thought he might die in the process, but he didn’t. It was scary, look at the last picture at the back of my boy’s heads, the were rapt by his performance! Good grief! Are we model parents or what? Anyway, I guess that’s just part of New Orleans culture, luckily we made up for it by showing them the fine food and other attractions New Orleans has to offer. 😉

 

Day 282-Throwback Thursday-A Tribute To Mom

Mom-very young, and then my half sisters posing with her at Grandmother’s house.
In honor of Mother’s Day I decided to do a throwback to a time waaaay before I was born, and show my beautiful mother at a very young age, and then a picture of her with the other girls-my half sisters, Vicki, ToniAnn, and Connie. This picture of all of them was taken at my beloved grandmother’s house in Lucedale, Mississippi-a place very dear to me. I cannot wait until July because that is when we will be going there to visit my Uncle Tony and his wife Tammy and many of my cousins that still live there.

The other day, ToniAnn put a picture very similar to this young one of my mom on Facebook. Well, I took it and had it printed out and framed it and gave it to my Dad. He loved it and I could not remember ever seeing that picture. So today, when I went in the memory box I made for Mom’s keepsakes, I saw this picture and just had to share. Growing up, Mom didn’t wear much makeup and her hair had started to thin so she kept it cut short and usually permed it. I forget how beautiful she was until reminded by pictures like this. Everyone said she had the most beautiful smile, and that she did. 😊

Day 275-Throwback Thursday-Me and Johnny

Well, the start to my day isn’t something I’d wish on anyone, entering my office this morning, I spilled my hot coffee all down the front of my shirt, Ipad, the carpet in the office…I’m ok, but man I was mad! And worried, luckily everything got wiped off quickly and seems to be working fine.

Today I’m at a loss for a throwback pic, so I’m taking Stephanie’s advice and going as far back in the old IPad as I can and what do you know? I found a picture of my cousin Johnny and I from 2014 at the Robicheaux family reunion.

Johnny and I at our other cousin’s house

This is especially poignant since Johnny recently suffered a stroke…last I heard, he was alright except for his speech, yet when I talked to him on the phone a week or so ago, he sounded fine to me.

I need to call him and get him to send me an updated picture, we both look different from that year, let me tell you! Also, I need to check his medical status anyway, find out how he’s feeling.

Thanks for stopping by and checking out today’s post-I’ll see you all here tomorrow for Flash Fiction Friday!

Day 255-Throwback Thursday-Where Did it Go? (The Evolution of My Hair)

Once upon a time, in a state called Mississippi, there lived a little girl with long, beautiful hair. Her grandad loved her hair, but since he did not have to brush it and take care of it, the girl’s mother decided it would be better if she cut it short. In a pixie. She looked like a little boy then, and the grandfather was very sad. Mother didn’t care though, it was so much easier for her to care for.

The evolution of my hair from long and thick to short and thin

Thus began the up and down history of my hair, I would grow it out, it would thin and become limp, I would perm it and/or color it in an attempt to get thick, lustrous hair again, with some body…only to tire of having to curl and fix it every day, so I would cut it short.  As the years went by, and I had children and experimented with drugs and alcohol, my hair suffered the consequences. It got thinner and had less and less body.  Then again, my mother and grandmother both began with long thick hair and died with thin or barely existent hair. so, maybe it’s inherited-I’m not sure. I’ve tried thickening shampoos, medicated shampoos, essential oils and vitamins. Right now I’m on added Biotin, it seems to be helping somewhat.

My hair now-me with my brother

I do have to admit, while I like the look of long hair, having it short is sooooo much easier to take care of. There are days when I feel like washing it, adding some mousse and running out the door, but I just can’t do it. I feel naked if it isn’t fixed somewhat, like putting on a little make-up…I like to be at least presentable when leaving the house. 🙂 I have even considered wigs, scarves and hats, maybe it will come to that one day, but by then, hopefully I will be living by the beach and everyone knows you don’t care what your hair does there!

 

 

Day 227-Throwback Thursday-Meet Kaye

My Best Friend, Kaye

This is Kaye Wood, she’s my best friend, the one who has stuck with me for over twenty years, through thick and thin. We live an hour away from each other, yet we hardly ever see each other any more. We do talk on the phone and keep up on social media. She just lost her dad. It’s been and continues to be a rough year for death in the family. It has touched mine and many of my friends, is it do to us aging, I don’t know.

This pic must have been taken in the eighties, look at those specs, and the feathered hair. I bet we were at the skating rink for one of our kids birthday parties-then again, it might be the nineties and this is a night club…ugh my dang memory!

Kaye and I met when we moved into our first NRH home back when she and I were in the second grade. I still remember running up to meet her over our back fence, swinging and singing in my back yard and staying up til all hours if the night (once we were older) playing acey duecy on her backgammon set. We have shared so much with each other over the years, heartbreak, joy, sadness, elation and we have both known the pain of losing a parent now. (she has lost both of hers) We raised kids and compared notes. I saw her get married and divorced and remarried. She has seen me stay true to my man for over thirty years now. It makes no difference to our friendship, we just share our experiences.

We love each other like sisters, even when we haven’t seen each other for months. I love her smile and her laugh and the way she tells it like it is. I don’t know what it is she loves about me but there must be something for our friendship to have lasted as long as it has. I met Kaye as Kaye Polson, one of six kids that I grew up next door to. They all had names that started with K-Karl, Kaye, Kerry, Kim, Kris and Kent. Their parents were Georgia and Marv (George and Marv to us), and they were in the medical field. George was a nurse and Marv was a chiropractor. Maybe that influenced my decision to work in the medical field, who knows? All I know is that they took good care of us and all of our boo boos.

Who’s to say what private joke we were sharing in this pic? It was funny, whatever it was, and I snapped it just in time to catch that genuine smile! I just thought you’d like to meet the girl who’s been my friend since I was seven years old, so you can appreciate her like I do. She helped me get through losing my mom, and listens to all of my problems without judging me or trying to change me. I love her and will be her friend til the end!

Join me back here tomorrow for Flash Fiction Friday and the next installment of the series Angels of Arvada-Rescued! I hope to see you all and have a happy Thursday!

 

 

Day 213-Throwback Thursday-Cousin Love

Good morning everyone! Today my feature photo shows my baby, who is now 29, holding his infant cousin, who he now works with, lol! The irony!

Chris and Stephen
Chris and Stephen

 

This was taken right after we moved into our home in NRH, the same town we live in now. The look Christopher is giving me is priceless, (like he’s saying, chill mom, I got this)  and Stephen seems so happy and content in his arms. Today, they work together at the company Stephen’s dad (my brother-in-law) works for and they get along famously. This picture must have been taken within the first month of us moving in, because there is still paneling on the walls. That’s always the first thing to go when we buy a house we have to update. Then the carpets, and so on. This picture is especially funny when you consider the difference in height of the two boys. Stephen now towers over Chris, he must be around 6’4″ or so, and I’m not sure but I believe Chris is around 5’10”, maybe a little taller. Look at the hairstyle on Chris, rocking the mullet, like does everything else. Haha, he may kill me when he reads this.

I hope your day is great and the sun is warm and shining down on you wherever you are. Take care and I’ll see you all later, on the patio!  

Day 206-Throwback Thursday-My Man & Me

Dave and I from around 1989
Dave and I from around 1989

Back when the kids were little, we used to get family pictures made often, usually at Olan Mills. As they grew older and became teens, the frequency became less and now, with the advent of cell phones and such, no one hardly ever takes professional pictures anymore. I kinda miss that-except for the high cost of the packages.

This picture was taken around 1988-89 and is one of my favorite pictures of us. I need to put it in a frame and hang it up in fact, along with lots of others I haven’t had time to mess with. I love looking at it because it makes me think of how young and perfect we were, we just didn’t realize it at the time. Look at that hair, the perfectly clear and beautiful completions, I even had most of my original teeth!!! David’s hair was at the perfect length, and I love that haircut. My only regret is that I should have worn a darker colored shirt, white always makes me look washed out.

This was part of a family picture grouping I’m sure, I just happened to see it in the shoebox with lots of my other pics. Someday I’ll sit down and put all of our pictures in albums. Yeah, right! No, I really want to, it’s just so hard to find the time. It’s been on my to-do list for about 15 years! Tomorrow is his birthday, it’s his turn to be 55 and I think he still looks great, gray hair and all. Me, I wish I had a magic wrinkle eraser and all my hair back, just sayin. 😉

Day 199-Throwback Thursday-Sidewalk Cuties

Mary, myself, Edie and my brother Kevin
Mary, myself, Edie and my brother Kevin

In retrospect, I probably should have consulted my Dad before I thought about today’s post-my memory being what it is and all. Having said that, I believe this is a picture of us in California, when my cousins came for a visit. If not, I’m sure they will set me straight. I think it is though because of the age my brother is, the fact that there are sidewalks and nice houses in the picture, and I know that is around the time we lived there because I look about five or six, I went to kindergarten and half f first grade there, before we moved to Texas. Aren’t my cousins a couple of cuties?

This really illustrates the point that folks should put info on the backs of the pictures-something I neglected to do with mine as well, for people like me that can’t remember yesterday! Anyway, Mary Kate and Edie were the daughters of Shirley and Bob, Bob was one of my mother’s five brothers. The only surviving brother is the baby, Uncle Tony. He still lives in Lucedale with his wife Tammy and their clan of kids and grandkids. I really hope we get to go there for summer vacation this year, I miss everyone terribly and I believe Mary and my other cousin Glenn still live in the area as well. I’m not sure if Edie still lives there or if she moved to Washington where her son lives.

It’s so sad that we are out of touch, yet I understand that we all have busy lives, living in separate states makes it difficult to stay close and we don’t get the yearly family reunions like we did as kids to catch up with each other. My cousin Rosie and I were just talking on Facebook the other day about how nice it would be if we lived closer, and she could pop over for coffee and some of her oatmeal nut butter bars. Oh my, that would be Heaven to me! We would stay in trouble if I had my girls that close, I’d have them over all the time!

You can see from the picture that the sun was in our eyes, another reason I think this is California. My brother is peeking at us, or something down the sidewalk, I’m not sure. We are standing in order of age, I think. Mary is older than me by one year, Edie is one year younger and Kevin is three years younger than me. Again, if I’m wrong…sorry about my bad memory. I think it’s Rosie that’s the same age as me. My hair is long enough for pigtails in this pic, that was unusual, my Mom usually kept it short in pixie cuts because it was easier for her to take care of.

That’s my throwback for today…I’m off to stretch and take a hot bath. Did y’all do your stretches yesterday? I must not have done enough because my back is all tingly and my muscles are still tight. It will take a while to get back in the swing after neglecting it for so long. Join me tomorrow for Flashback Friday, Ill see you then, on the patio!