Saturday, October 28, 2017

Grandma Took A Trip

Grandma took a short trip to see Annabelle.

Grandma and Annabelle and Percy

Of course, I enjoyed seeing Mommy and Daddy too.

A minion, a mouse, and a daddy

Mommy has Halloween on the brain and was planning their Trunk or Treating  trips at local churches.  I would have loved to have stayed through Tuesday to see Annabelle trick or treating.

Annabelle and Bella; Bella keeps the coyotes away

But Grandma needed to get back home.  Papa and Granddaddy (my dad) were on doggie duty.  I didn't worry about the dogs as much as I do when we board them with strangers, but they were on my mind a lot.  BTW, they survived quite well without me.  :-))


I've decided that 11-12 hour drive is too much for this old grandma to do at one time.  I will either learn to fly or I will start breaking my trip to Tennessee  into two driving days.  Halfway from home,  would be in Asheville, NC and I can think of plenty to do there to break up my trip.

Happy to get the wagon ride

We had fun at the pumpkin patch and it's difficult to photograph a two year old.  I have lots of photo's, but only a few where she is actually sitting still.  We bought this little wagon full of pumpkins to take back to Annabelle's house.

Mommy and Annabelle

We had fun at Ms. Lana's farm.  She and her husband live on 300 acres of TN farmland and it was just beautiful.

sweet little goats

She raises TN fainting goats and they were super friendly.  She uses their milk to make delicious smelling soap and gave us a few samples.

Annabelle loved everything about Ms. Lana's farm.

Middle Tennessee is so beautiful!  If I had no ties to NC, I could move there in a heartbeat!  Everything looks like a painting or a photographer's dream.  It's gorgeous there, especially in the Fall.

It was a fun time with Mommy and Annabelle.  I was sad to leave them so far away from Grandma.  Life isn't always the way we had dreamed it will be, but I am thankful.  But I sure do wish they lived closer.

It was the first time I had visited them in their 'new' old store home.  It was amazing to see what they had done already and I was surprised at how roomy it felt inside.  It was a very cozy home and I love that they took an eyesore in the neighborhood and turned it into one of the cutest homes on the street.  I've been asking my daughter to start blogging again, so she can post their old store to  cute home journey.

If you click to enlarge this photo, you will see smoke coming from the tobacco barn.  In eastern NC, that would be good reason to call 911.  In middle TN, this is how they cure tobacco.  It is a common site to see smoke rolling out of old tobacco barns.  It was very interesting to me.

It was a short trip, but a very sweet trip.  Annabelle cried when I left, which made me want to cry too.  She is a fun little girl and even taught this grandma how to dance while I was there!  I had to come back home to rest.   :-))

Friday, October 20, 2017

October happenings

I found this cookbook at one of my favorite thrift stores this week.

Remember the movie about Julia Childs and the girl who cooked her way through the book?  I would love to do the same thing with this book.  Every recipe in there (almost), I would like to try.  Plus, the book has lots of pretty pictures in it!

My husband and I visited the Amish country many years ago and I would love to go back again.  I just love everything about it.  I love to read Amish wisdom books and Amish cookbooks.   I only paid .50 cents for this book... a happy treasure, for sure.

Daddy's baby goats are growing.  He is still nursing these two with baby bottles.  They are so cute.... they will follow him around, into his garage and prop up  on a table to see the bottles .  Adorable little things!

I'm planning a visit to see this little girl next week.  Her mommy loves thrifting just as much as I do, so we should have a fun week.  Annabelle picked out her own 'costume' while they were in Goodwill a couple days ago.

I'm almost embarrassed to share this, but do you see this pattern?  This is one of the many that I own, that I purchased for .99 cents, a long time ago from Hobby Lobby.  I never used it, never even took it out of the envelope.  Imagine my surprise when I saw how much people were paying for them on ebay.  So.... I listed mine and sold it for $45.00.  I was a little embarrassed to take someone's money , but now I have ebay money in my account to buy something else.  ha!

I've been under the weather this week and still don't feel the best.  I've been debating all week if I should see the doctor, so I can be well for my trip to TN next week.   As a nurse, I tend to wait things out, but now I am stressing about it, wondering if I should go ahead and go.  I guess there's always tomorrow.  Please pray that I can feel better!

Thursday, October 12, 2017

Apples and Freezers

So, I decided to get smart and start filling up the freezer again.  I bought a few pork and beef roasts and then decided I wanted to freeze some apples.

When hubby and I moved to western NC in 1997, his supervisor and wife invited us to breakfast our first morning there.  I remember she pulled apple slices from her freezer and cooked them up with our breakfast and they were so good with our big country breakfast ! I've made fried apples a few times since then, but I usually buy them in the can and doctor them up a little.

I cooked a small batch with our supper the other night.  I left the peelings on, as an experiment, as I didn't want to peel all my apples before freezing.  Well, I decided I didn't like them as much with the peeling left on, but we ate every bite of them.   (hubby and daddy didn't seem to mind the peelings)

So I peeled apples yesterday.  I really didn't have that many, so it was no big deal.  I used this method of soaking them to keep them from turning brown. (using only salt and water)  It's a great article.

I was so happy that this method worked and my apples didn't turn brown .  Look at those pretty white apples! I took all the peelings and scraps and packed them up to take to my daddy's goats.  After about an hour, to my surprise,  those peelings and scraps had not browned either!  They had had no salt treatment! ha! Maybe it was just my apple .... they were McIntosh.  I will definitely try this method again with a different apple to see if it really works.

Now about my freezer:  I went to pull a pork roast from the freezer yesterday and guess what?  My food was thawing!!!!  It seems the temperature wants to be around 36 degrees, not enough to keep my food frozen.  I brought in my new meats and crammed them into my refrigerator freezer.  I hope we can figure how to fix the freezer and I'm glad I didn't have it full!!!

And here's my little embroidered children all framed up!  I am planning to hang them in the hallway, mainly for my own viewing pleasure.  I can't believe I waited over 35 years to frame them.  :-))

Thursday, October 5, 2017

A Lesson in Humility

As most of you know, I love visiting our local Goodwill on a regular basis.  By being a regular, I am very familiar with other regulars who shop there often.  Some I greet and chat with.... others I stay away from.

There is this one little man, who I had decided was homeless... he always looked a mess, he looked dirty, disheveled, and I always wondered about his mental status.  He never bothered anyone.  Except one day, he stood near me and passed gas.... loud gas.... and it smelled terrible! I then added 'an old drunk' to my description of him.  When my daughter visited and we went to Goodwill, I would tell her "don't get near him, he'll pass gas on you.'  As we giggled and minded our own 'superior' lives.

A few weeks ago, I saw this man come into the store and buy a jacket.  He put it on while in the store and then I saw him walk to his car! hmmmm, maybe he's not so homeless, I thought.  But still.... I must keep my distance from him.  He's different.

Tuesday, as I left my local Goodwill, I needed to stop by Aldi's for a quick trip to pick up a few things.  As I got out of my car, I noticed a man trying to 'drag' himself across the parking lot using a shopping cart.  He had his left arm thrown into the cart, where a child would normally sit and he was dragging his left leg.  He was very unsteady and I thought 'this man might need help.'

I started walking towards him and immediately recognized him as the little Goodwill man.  He looked up at me and I could tell he was hot, weak, and that he had obviously had a stroke since I had last seen him.  I said 'sir, may I help you?"  His speech was slurred, but I understood him to say he needed help getting to his car, which was parked over two parking lots away.  I then said to him "sir, I've seen you around town and I don't remember you as having had a stroke .  Have you had a stroke?"  He said 'YES, this morning!"  I continued to ask questions, trying to determine if he had been seen by a doctor.  "NO, I don't need a doctor!" he said.  "I was at the doctor yesterday!"  I asked "had you had a stroke yesterday?"  He screamed "NO, I TOLD YOU I HAD A STROKE THIS MORNING!"  I told him I thought he needed to see a doctor and that I didn't feel comfortable taking him to his car.  He became angry and told me to just let him die.

I walked away, but continued to watch him from the lobby area inside the store.  He tried to take a few steps and I noticed his pants fell down; he was completely nude from waist down.  He attempted to reach for his pants, and I watched him fall onto the pavement.  I ran out of the store and told him "sir, you have got to let me help you!"

A young lady appeared and helped me to get him back on his feet and we pulled his pants up for him.  He became a little nicer at this point, but was adamant that he did not need help, he did not need a doctor, that he would rather just die.  A store manager came by and brought water and a chair for the man.  I stepped back into the lobby of the store and called 911, knowing I may really get cursed out for this measure.

I went back to the man and told him what I had done and that I felt like he needed help.  He fussed a little, but assured me he was NOT going to the hospital.

The EMS team arrived and agreed that he had had a stroke, but because he was in his 'right' mind and could answer all questions appropriately, they could not make him go to the hospital.  I asked the policeman if he could carry the man home and he replied that he could not.

I understand their position, but how can we leave a man who has obviously had a stroke, who cannot even walk without falling..... how can we leave him here in a parking lot????

I asked the man where he lived and realized it was only a few miles outside of town.  He gave me permission to take him home.  I assisted him to my car, I grabbed his paralyzed leg and put it into my car, buckled his seatbelt and off we went.

He was very nice to me in the car and he talked nonstop all the way to his house.  Even though I only understand a small part of it, I did hear him say that he wanted to die again.

God tapped me on my shoulder and said 'ask him if he is going to heaven when he dies.'  Just then, we passed a beautiful church, which allowed me start the conversation.  He told me that he did not know Jesus personally.  I told him, as quickly and as simply as I could, about how to be sure he would go to Heaven.  He responded something back to me, but I have no idea what he said.

I just know that God allowed me the opportunity to witness to this man, this man who truly wanted to die.  My attempt at witnessing was a very feeble attempt, as I stammered for words to say, but I do feel like God can use my words, such as they were.

I got the man home and offered to help him inside.  He refused to let me help him, stating he wanted to sit outside for awhile.  I helped him to get situated in a chair and went across the street to let his sister know what had happened and where his car was located.  She did not know he had had a stroke, she said he was fine yesterday.

When I drove out of her driveway to go home, I had to pass by the man's house again.  There he was, on the ground, crawling towards the steps.  I stopped again and waited for the sister.  We were able to get him inside his home, where he was once again adamant towards his sister, that he did not want to go to the hospital.

I left, I don't know what happened.  I don't know if he went to the hospital, I don't know if he died.

I  just know that God humbled this old girl on Tuesday, as my heart feels completely different towards this little old guy than it did before.

I pray that God will give me the opportunity to help others, without judgement... to see the need, to listen to HIS voice... to obey.

*** I worked for over 10 years in a nursing home, and these little hard headed patients were ALWAYS my favorites. ***