Clara's Corner: Busy Week-end!!!! But I survived!!!!!

Sunday, November 26, 2006

Busy Week-end!!!! But I survived!!!!!

We had a wonderful Thanksgiving. My daughter and her family came from Knoxville early Thursday morning. I had everything almost ready when they arrived. We had such a good time together, and the best part.....the boys got to stay with me until today (Sunday) We took them home today. (Dot, maybe after today, I will be back in the groove)

2 comments:

dot said...: Clara, glad you got to visit with your family.; 9:19 PM
Moobear said...: Hi Clara,
I am so glad to hear you had a wonderful Thanksgiving. I had missed your post and was afraid you or Bill were sick. I am glad to know you were just "busy" as I worry about my friends. Take care my friend and I did miss ya!; 9:31 AM

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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!