Odds and Ends

It is Thursday again. I just can't believe how fast the days
seem to be flying by. My husband last night suggested that
we start our Christmas shopping this week.
I about fainted. The years when life was crazy, he took
over the Christmas shopping for me. He does a very nice job too.
He has spread sheets and charts that he fills out as we shop.
We have lots of family now so I think that is the only way that
works for us.
He told the kids he already has his list ready for them. It just makes
me laugh he is so ready for Christmas.



I took care of my grand sons this week so Momma could go to the
doctor. We had a nice time. When I married my husband, one of his traits
that drove me nuts, I mean nuts!! I would tell him something like we
were out of something in the pantry just for a illustration. He would jump
up and go check for himself. Then we had kids. All six are the same way.
All of them go check to see if what I said is the same for them. I have
learned through the years just to shut up and live with it. It is just the
way it is.
I was watching the boys and they were having hot chocolate and gold fish
crackers. One of them asked me if I had chips. You know the little bags of them?
I haven't bought them in a while and I said, " No, I ran out I will get some when
I go to the store again. The looked at me and said, " Can we go check?"

I shook my head yes, as they jumped up to go check. I laughed to myself, because
it is something in the genes and I am out numbered. :)



I picked a few gourds this week. I don't know if these guys will dry until
next year. This morning when I went outside I could see my breath.
It plays havoc on drying gourds. I had plans for these guys too, I may just have
to wait now.



I just have a few morning glories left now. I was glad to find this one.
It makes me so happy to find some flowers now.


The Pomegranates are finally getting ripe. I am so happy
that we have them. They are my husband's favorite.
I like them but I am warped about them. I was watching him
eat them one day. He asked me why I don't eat them and I told
him that when I was a kid my grandmother had a huge tree in
her yard. We would pick them and break them open on the road
and then eat them.
Always the next day I know it wasn't but it seemed like it was,
every time I had Pomegranates, The next day, they would call
all of the whole school outside in lines by classroom.
The principal would go kid by kid, classroom by classroom and look
at our hands. If our hands were dirty or we had stuff under our nails
we would be taken out of line and we had to go to the office, in front
of the whole school while everyone watched.

It was a nightmare for me as I stood there. I can eat them now with
no repercussions, but do you know I still can stand to get my hands dirty
or stained so I wear gloves.

I wonder if they knew then that they were making all kinds of kids
into little Monks.

Well just some odds and ends today. I hope you are having a
nice week so far.

Thanks for stopping by,
~Kim~