Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Losing Track of Time

Here is what happens to me on a regular basis: I am trying to come up with an interesting topic for my other blog (OR trying to come up with a new trivia question for the Historical Society's Facebook page) and I begin browsing through the Beryl Ford Collection of photos. And soon I think I have an idea of what I want to say (or ask). But then, I see a random picture of, well let's say the Douglas Bomber Plant that was built here in Tulsa in 1942. Hey, my grandma worked there as an inspector! Let's see what other photos are in here; maybe she's in one of them. And so I start going through photos linked to the Douglas Plant. The information I learn from some of them lead me to Google for more information. Already, an hour has passed since I began this endeavor.
Soon, I am learning about the Liberator and other planes. Which leads me to wondering about the airplane-carrier ship my dad was on in WWII. And what was the name of the CV9 he was on....? Oh wow. There is a lot of information on the U.S.S. Essex! More so than the last time I searched the Internet for it. Other veterans have added their own photos and memories. I begin reading diary entries from other Navy veterans that were on the ship at precisely the same time that my dad was. You see, we have the letters he wrote to his parents so I know when he got on the ship (and where, now that I have more info). 2 1/2 hours have now passed and I am immersed in those letters of his. The last of the letters were sent towards the end of the war. When he was on the ship, he couldn't say much because it would be censored out (literally cut out). Another thing is he kept writing how boring it was on the ship and how bored he was. As I now read the documentation on what was happening, I know he was just saying that rather than the scary truth to his folks. I have again learned something new about Dad. These letters were not discovered until the year 2000, after having moved into an assisted living facility. My very private father had kept them in a cigar box up in the top of his closet all those years. I am so thankful his mother kept them. Reading them helped us, his 3 girls, get to know him better and learn so much about his wonderful relationship with his parents that we never knew.
And now it is almost 4 hours since I sat down. It is lunchtime and I'm still not even dressed. Where did the morning go......? And what am I going to write about?

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Christmas Wishes

Been bad, really bad, about blogging here. I have had thoughts, ideas, taken photos and then.....get sidetracked. So I'm going to post all of the photos I've taken since I put that cute little kitten below on here and just take it from there!
Well, first of all was my hubs birthday at the beginning of the month. I surprised him with homemade cinnamon rolls the morning of his birthday. Yep, made them from scratch the night before and put them in the fridge before bed. Hub appreciated it :o)We got an early Christmas present 2 weeks ago in the form of modern technology. 4-D pictures of our little grandson, Cade, who is due to arrive April 3. Now tell me this isn't cool:
God is great.

I have also been getting ready for Christmas which means these demons are around to tempt us:
So what do I do? I make more demons and try to save them for everyone else! These are chocolate covered peanuts, in case you can't tell. And I made a LOT of them.
We are super excited this Christmas because we will have a baby in the house on Christmas! This baby:Is she a cutie pie or what? She is my great-niece (one of 3 that I now have). She is the only one who will be able to be here though, so Santa's going to spoil her rotten.
We celebrated Christmas last weekend with my husband's family and I took a few shots:

We meet in a building because there are usually at least 25-30 of us there:
That's because my hub is the oldest of 7-- and some of our kids are having kids now:
Here is one of the newest members; she is 2 yrs old and really into opening presents this year:
This was the desert table:
After we gorge ourselves, we play Sneaky Santa which is always, always a good time.
And that's what its all about, folks. Family, friends, laughter and most of all LOVE.

Saturday, December 5, 2009

Cutest Kitty!

If this 17 seconds doesn't make you smile then all hope is lost!