Clara's Corner: IT AIN'T OVER 'TILL THE FAT WOMAN STOPS EATING!!!!!

Thursday, December 27, 2007

IT AIN'T OVER 'TILL THE FAT WOMAN STOPS EATING!!!!!

LOL!!!!! We had so much fun this year. Lisa and her family came Christmas Eve. The boys had been here since the Friday before. We went shopping and bought presents from Ryan and Lucas to their Mom and Dad. We had so much.... I am so thankful we could all be together.

5 comments:

Marci said...: Love the picture. That is quite a nice size spoon!! =)

I am glad you had a good time and that you got to spend time with the boys.; 4:24 PM
Lib said...: Hi Clara,
I Love the pic. lol
I am so glad to hear ya'll had a good Christmas.
I've missed you.
Blessins',Lib; 4:51 PM
Heatherdmc said...: Love that title! Season of to many good eats! You have a lovely touch for holiday decor. And Cutie-Pie really is! How fun!; 5:53 AM
Teresa said...: Oh, now THAT'S too funny!

I thought of you yesterday when hubby's co-worker sent me an article on the quilt barns. If you would like it, I'll cut it out and send to you!; 11:31 AM
Jamie Dawn said...: Well, THIS fat woman is determined to lose some serious poundage!! I am doing well so far...only five days into my lower calorie diet.
Lord help me!!; 7:02 PM

WHERE I'M FROM........

I am from hayfield and blackberry patches, gathering eggs and selling them to my Daddy in his store. I am from a house with no bath....but a path. I am from cherry trees where I climbed and ate more than I carried home.....from digging potatoes in the rich earth. I am from skinny dipping and swinging on grape vines, two room school house, sitting on the front porch while my Mother played the guitar.....wringer washers and wash tubs. I am from playing the piano, the accordian and making playhouses in the woods....hide and seek, jumping rope and May I. From: Raleigh's Liniment, Cracker Jacks and Castor Oil.....Revival Meetings and Baptisms in the river....catalogs and feed sack skirts. From: "Pretty is only skin deep" to "Always mind your manners." I am from Methodist, Baptist, Wednesday night prayer meetings and shouting Hallaujah. I am from the Volunteer state of Tennessee with lakes and mountains, race cars, beans, cornbread and red eye gravy. We always called it "God's Country." I am from family get togethers, dinner on the ground, singing with my sisters, a Mother with a heart of gold and a Daddy with a strict hand. A grandfather who always looked to see if I had my fingernails painted and a Grandmother who could squeeze your heart out! Yes, I came from a family of seven siblings and I have told you where I came from. It was wonderful and I wouldn't change a thing if I could. Now let me tell you where I am going...."To Where The Streets Are Paved With Gold." Some days, I can hardly wait!