Well here I am again, rewriting Monday's blog. While it was still fresh in my memory, I went to MS Works and rewrote the poem that was lost in the ether, although no longer in the mood to create. While driving in the snow/rain on my errands today, I revised it while in a better mood, then corrected the print out I made of it, so I wouldn't lose my creation again, also having a printed copy will make the writing go faster, so I can't be timed out. ( If thats what happened, in fact).
As I was saying when the blog trundicated......
I brought Rob and Carol ( my eldest and her husband) each a plate of Thanksgiving dinner and also some goodies.
At dinner, we had a moment of silence for those who couldn't be there this year, and thought about them and spoke fondly of them, after the moment of silence.
Fred, my ex and his sister Julie, his brother Bud and his aunt Doris were able to come and have dinner with us. The turkey and trimmings were all delicious, mmmmm. I forgot to bring the turkey shaped bread that I got at the Great Harvest Bread Company, so yesterday I took it over to Saraj and her family, who couldn't come because it was held on the same day that her husband's extended family had their turkey day dinner. ( poor planning on my part) Unfortunately, we missed having their company at our gathering. It was such a big bread bird with tail feather rolls and all, that I couldn't have eaten it all myself, and Saraj's is a big family who can use that much food. I had carried so much stuff over to Kira's for the dinner, that 1 turkey bread really wasn't missed because she had regular dinner rolls too. Rhonda, one of Kira's other cousins, wasn't there because her boys were sick, and we missed them all very much too. We also missed the terrific brownies that Saraj makes and the pecan sweet potatoes that Rhonda makes. Rhonda, if you read this...please, pretty please, can I have the recipe?
Kira's husband Dave put up my Christmas lights Sunday afternoon during a lull in out little blizzard, and not a minute too soon. It got done just before the ground froze, otherwise we couldn't have gotten the stakes in to anchor the candy canes down.They now light up and line my walkway, and he wound the string of lights around the miniature pine trees in my flower bed. Thank you, Dave. Rob, Carol's husband ( a mechanic, as well as a retired chef), speeded up the idle on my car engine so it wouldn't stall in this weather. He collected only his turkey sandwich Thursday, in return. Thank you Rob. And thanks to Kira and Dave and the girls who hosted the extended family dinner Friday and prepared the bird and many of the trimmings,. Rob also taught my grandaughters how to safely chop vegetables and smash garlic and gave them some pointers about playing their instruments while he was there, Thursaday.
Bud was the life of the party after the rest of the extended family left Friday, and he played all the instruments in the house, tuned and fixed them and taught them some things about the instruments and about playing music by ear, that they couldn't have learned anywhere else. He also danced, played and sung, and found Dave a good radio site on the computer what plays all kinds of music. We really enjoyed his sing-along with the 50's tunes on that station, LOL. He was dissapointed that there was no turkey liver...too grizzly for Kira and Dave's tastes. I took the gibblets home and cooked them, made gravey and took the liver and some gravy over to him at his new apartment, Tuesday.
Well, heres the poem again: (Not an exact duplicate)
The turkey had hardly cooled when it struck!
Wet snow flocked the pine and bare branches, but there was a lull in the little blizzard,
barely enough time before the ground would freeze,
the pegs for the candy canes still to be set, strings of lights still to be wound round the trees.
My heart grew with excitement as the task was being completed,
as if I was just a little kid feeling that Santa would soon be here....
Soon the flakes flew again and the fence was splattered with it as if it were
whipped cream sprayed from the last of the can.
Goldie frolicked and snuffled for her ball under the snow,
the grass had already been covered white, as we played fetch while getting the mail.
Starting toward Petsmart in a Christmas card scene,
I could only have dreamed of, and wished for, as a child,
when living in southern California, where this could never have been,
I tried not to hurry and skid all about.
Before the bags could be thrown into the backseat:
food for my golden retriever, and Georgie Girl, tortus shell cat and George, my ginger tabby,
all winter froze and snow turned to fine power.
I watched it slither toward me as I tried not to slide all the way home,
and I couldn't help thinking it looked like sand shifting on the Saharan dunes.
Glowing red and white candy canes lining my walkway in front of my warm cozy home,
and sparkling rainbow twinkle lights on my tiny flowerbed Christmas trees,
greeted me in the dusk as I arrived, as if singing: Let it snow, let it snow,
and all was merry and bright.
This is not as good as the original, but has much of the content that was in it.
I took gingerbread bagles from Panara Bread to Kira's family and Carol and her husband after errands today. I loved them so much when I sampled them in Indy that I had to have one to take home for Wedsnesday's breakfast but couldn't help eating it on the way home. I got a few more for myself here in town and took them home as well as sharing my delight in them with my family. Also I noticed a tea at Sunspot yesterday, when I was there for lunch and a class on growing this strange nutritious/therapeutic mushroom. Its from Republic of Tea, and called "Comfort and Joy". Its just a little $5 tin of black tea with cinnamon and clove spices flavoring it, but I am sure it is as delicious as all their products are, and I just couldn't resist giving one to Carol and one to Saraj when I was on the West side yesterday. The name itself is soooo wonderful to contemplate, while curling up in front of the TV on a cold evening, and the aroma must be ever so nice. There are so many good things in this world, that I wanted to share a little of my own joy in it, with family. Thats all for now folks, TTFN.
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