Memorial Pink

I remember when I was a little girl. My grandmother's church she belonged to when she was a little girl would have a homecoming. People would come from all over, mostly the South, but a few Yankees might show up too. It was a small church in Jasper Alabama. On Sunday morning there was a church service with families recognized, and lots of singing. After church, there was a dinner outside next to the cemetery that was decorated with bunting and American Flags.

Tables were set up under the trees in long rows. People brought homemade food. All kinds. There was fried chicken, pork roast, country ham, barbecue ribs, green beans, carrots, butter beans, black-eyed peas, stewed tomatoes, beef stew, corn pudding, corn on-the-cob, creamed corn, sweet potato casserole, baby red potatoes cooked with fresh green peas, mashed potatoes with so much butter they were yellow, white and brown gravies. potato salad, coleslaw, biscuits, cornbread,  apple pie, peach cobbler, chocolate cake, coconut cake, pecan pie, sweet potato pie, and someone turning a manual ice cream machine or two.

There was always a baseball game. It was an all day party. There was jars of sweet tea, and barrels of ice full of cokes in a bottle or RC Colas, maybe even Moon Pies. When the ballgame was over, we would all have watermelon or some of the  leftovers from lunch. Then we would gather back in the church and sing old hymns. There wasn't really a preaching, but there was always some people that came down and gave their life to Christ toward the end of the evening. It was a wonderful day of community.

This year we were in North Carolina. Family came over and we had Johnsonville Brats, potato salad, Salad, and Hawaiian Rolls. We had a lovely time with some immediate family members. It was mostly about relaxing and watching children's movies.

By the way, I want to show you my picture from when Joy Quilters took some quilts to the Children's Hospital of the Queen's Daughters. We took 15 quilts and 6 crocheted lap robes.
From left to right is: Judy Gatlin, Barbara Duke, Hettie Powers, nurse, Lena Self, and another nurse.  Just wanted you all to see what I really am doing on Thursday afternoons. It was such a feeling of blessing and joy to know that each child is going home with a quilt to help them through their cancer treatment.

Got to go, It is time to fix lunch for Benita and myself so we can go to quilting. I am going to put another post in tonight or tomorrow to show you all something really special. I hope you will see it by tomorrow sometime.

GOD IS GOOD ALL THE TIME!

Jeff Power & Team Coffee PINK

Sponsor for the Twitter Slumber Party 

May 25, 2012

Jeff Power & Team

@PangeoCoffee    

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We had a marvelous party at the Twitter #Slumberparty last night. We were sponsored by the Pangeo Coffee Company. I love it when we have a sponsor. That means that we can win something. Dabney Porte was there last night. Good thing, I got there late.

Did u know 86% of all coffee in the US is consumed at home? 

First time to join the famous #SlumberParty ! They were fun!

I am still waiting to see who won the prize(s). 

GOD IS GOOD - ALL THE TIME

Southern Women PINK

I found this in some old documents. I forgot that I had it and I have no idea who wrote it. I hope they will forgive me for sharing this with you all. Southern Women are being honored, not made fun of. We are all awesome. (If you are from somewhere else, you may be a Honorary Southern Woman if you choose to share our awesome culture)

SOUTHERN WOMEN or GRITS (Girls Raised In The South)
Southern women appreciate their natural assets:

Clean skin.

A winning smile.

That unforgettable Southern drawl.
Southern women know their manners:
"Yes, ma'am."
"Yes, sir."
"Why, no, Billy!"
Southern women have a distinct way with fond expressions :
"Y'all come back!"
"Well, bless your heart."
"Drop by when yo u can."
"How's your Momma?"
Southern women know their summer weather report:

Humidity

Humidity
Humidity
Southern women know their vacation spots:
The beach
The rivuh
The crick
Southern women know the joys of June, July, and August:
Colorful hi-heel sandals
Strapless sun dresses
Sweet Iced tea with mint
Southern women know everybody's first name:
Honey
Darlin'
Shugah
Southern women know the movies that speak to their hearts:
Fried Green Tomatoes
Driving Miss Daisy
Steel Magnolias
Gone With The Wind
Southern women know their religions:
Baptist
Methodist
Football
Southern women know their country breakfasts:
Red-eye gravy
Grits
Eggs
Country ham
Mouth-watering homemade biscuits with Momma's homemade jelly
Southern women know their cities dripping with Southern charm:
Chawl'stn
S'vanah
Foat Wuth
N'awlins
Addlanna
Southern women know their elegant gentlemen:
Men in uniform.
Men in tuxedos
Rhett Butler
Southern girls know their prime real estate:
The Mall
The Country Club
The Beauty Salon
Southern girls know the 3 deadly sins:
Having bad hair and nails
Having bad manners
Cooking bad food
More Suthen-ism's:

• Only a Southerner knows the difference between a hissie fit and a conniption fit, and that you don't "HAVE" them, you "PITCH" them.
• Only a Southerner knows how many fish, collard greens, turnip greens, peas, beans, etc., make up "a mess."
• Only a Southerner can show or point out to you the general direction of "yonder."
• Only a Southerner knows exactly how long "directly" is, as in: "Going to town, be back directly."
• Even Southern babies know that "Gimme some sugar" is not a request for the white, granular sweet substance that sits in a pretty little bowl in the middle of the table.
• All Southerners know exactly when "by and by" is. They might not use the term, but they know the concept well.
• Only a Southerner knows instinctively that the best gesture of solace for a neighbor who's got trouble is a plate of hot fried chicken and a big bowl of cold potato salad. If the neighbor's trouble is a real crisis, they also know to add a large banana puddin!
• Only Southerners grow up knowing the difference between "pert-near" and "a right far piece." They also know that "just down the road" can be 1 mile or 20.
• Only a Southerner, both knows and understands, the difference between a redneck, a good ol' boy, and po' white trash.
• No true Southerner would ever assume that the car with the flashing turn signal is actually going to make a turn.
• A Southerner knows that "fixin" can be used as a noun, a verb, or an adverb.
• Only Southerners make friends while standing in lines, ... and when we're "in line," . we talk to everybody!
• Put 100 Southerners in a room and half of them will discover they're related, even if only by marriage.
• In the South, y'all is singular, all y'all is plural; and all y'all's is plural possessive!
• Southerners know grits come from corn and how to eat them.
• Every Southerner knows tomatoes with eggs, bacon, grits, and coffee are perfectly wonderful; that red eye gravy is also a breakfast food; and that fried green tomatoes are not a breakfast food.
• When you hear someone say, "Well, I caught myself lookin'," you know you are in the presence of a genuine Southerner!
• Only true Southerners say "sweet tea" and "sweet milk." Sweet tea indicates the need for sugar and lots of it -- we do not like our tea unsweetened. "Sweet milk" means you don't want buttermilk.
• And a true Southerner knows you don't scream obscenities at little old ladies who drive 30 MPH on the freeway. You just say,"Bless her heart" ... and go your own way.
• To those of you who are still a little embarrassed by your Southerness: Take two tent revivals and a dose of sausage gravy and call me in the morning. Bless your heart!
• And to those of you who are still having a hard time understanding all this Southern stuff, ... bless your hearts, I hear they are fixin' to have classes on Southernness as a second language!
• And for those that are not from the South but have lived here for a long time, all y'all need a sign to hang on y'alls front porch that reads "I ain't from the South, but I got here as fast as I could."
• Southern girls know men may come and go, but friends are fahevah
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Click on picture for "One Minute Sermon" by Tamara Lowe.

GOD IS GOOD - ALL THE TIME!

Friday Pink

It is Friday, but when you are kind of home most of the time, Friday's come and go sometimes without much notice. I thank @DabneyPorte on Twitter for encouraging me and getting me to the #Slumberparty each Friday night at 11p.m EST. It really is a neat party. All virtual, except the fun. I have even hosted some of the parties. I haven't been able to get into much of the daytime chats. I always seem to be going somewhere, doing something.

I have been enjoying Pinterest. It is addictive. Check out my Pins: Pinterest
I have lots of Pins. You shouldn't need an invitation any more, but if you do, I will get one for you.

I was watching "The View" this morning. I guess I am going to have to quit watching until after the election is over. I don't watch that program for their political opinions and I am a little tired of them running over my ideals and morals. Evidently, everything is game on daytime TV now. They had the woman that wrote "Fifty Shades of Grey" on the program today and I think the women of the View actually embarrassed her. I will try them again after the election, but if they don't clean up their mouths, I may never go back. "The Talk" is becoming increasingly like the View." Maybe I will be able to write more on my blogs. Or, maybe finish that book I have been working on. That is two extra hours a day!

My Yellow Tulips

Yesterday, I went outside and cleaned up some of my gardening things. I used spray paint on them. I have a concrete pagoda that is pretty big. It is Chinese Red now and I now have a large Red Chicken. All the rabbits are white. I painted all my shepherd's crook plant hangers white. I have to make some large bows out of wired ribbon to hang on them.  All of my roses are blooming: red velvet, white velvet, pink  old-fashioned, pink climbing roses, great big Joseph's coat roses that look like all the colors of the rainbow. I should go out and take pictures. I may this evening. My cell phone is full and I cannot find the camera.

At lunch today, I made an amazing soup using ramen noodles. I don't use them a lot, but they are pretty good. First, I chopped up half an onion very well. I put some olive oil in my great big pan that looks like a skillet. I sauteed the onions, then put in about a quarter of a shredded cabbage. Then I added about 2 cups of frozen vegetables. I kept turning them over with my wooden spoon. Then I added 4 cups of hot water (important that the water is hot). I then added 3 chicken bouillon cubes and the package from the chicken flavored ramen noodles. I then broke up the noodles because they are just too long for soup. I didn't add salt or pepper but used Mrs Dash Garlic Flavored Seasoning. It was awesome. I forgot to put the chicken in. Sometimes, I put in some roasted chicken or even a large can of chicken and if you want it a little creamy, add milk or sour cream to taste. You can also use pork or beef. Sometimes when I use beef, I put in a can of diced tomatoes. You might even want to use the Chinese method of whipping an egg or two and drizzling it into the boiling soup. Just cook until the veggies are done. Great with garlic toast. (or saltines)

I hope I haven't bored you today. I am going to do my #followfriday on Twitter now. Love to all.

GOD IS GOOD - ALL THE TIME!

Happy Tuesday PINK

I have actually started cleaning out my closet. Now, this is not your ordinary closet. About 10 years ago, Ray's grandson came to live with us and go to school. He was here for a year and it was the longest year of my life. We fussed at each other for 6 months. After we finally got to a point where we could tolerate each other, he decided to move back to NC.

The next morning, I cleaned everything out of his bedroom and washed the walls to get the cigarette smell out. He was not allowed to smoke in the house, so he would open the window and throw the butts in the flower bed. When I would find them, he would blame the neighbor.

It was such a relief for him to be gone, I knew I had to hurry and think of something to do with the room to insure that it would not be occupied by him again. I went and bought shelves and poles and we made the room into a closet. Our closet space was at a premium so it seemed like heaven to be able to put my clothes in an orderly space. Sure enough, he asked to move back into the room three months later. Guess what? No room!

Like I said, that was 10 years ago and in the meantime, both Ray and I have increased out wardrobe exponentially. Why give clothes away when you have time to store them?

The Room was fine until I got cancer. Through the surgery, radiation, chemo, and 2 bouts with pneumonia, it kind of became a mess. Last year we bought a rack on wheels that was supposed to help. It has 6 shelves and goes about 6 in. from the ceiling. I have all these cute boxes with clothes in them. Clothing around on all the walls. By the way, I also have an antique dresser and a TV in there. It is my place to go and get myself together. Sometimes I just like to go in there and do my nails in quiet. I have kind of a fancy iron barstool with arms and a cushion. I prop my feet on the dresser and lean back and read my Kindle. We have music channel on the TV.

There is a professional steamer in there. Well, last Sunday, I couldn't find anything to put on that matched, so I decided the time has come to clean out the closet. It is close in there. I keep waiting for Ray to say  "The Hoarders" called and wanted to know if they could take pictures of your closet room. So, for 3 days I have been working. I can't do much at a time, but I am beginning to see progress.

Maybe I can even do my Bible Study. It has become something of a prayer room, but I think I finally was burdened by the fact that I really did not want the Holy Spirit to see that room. It was probably him who finally pushed me over the threshold. He has laid it on my heart.

My friend, Benita was here today so I did not get much done. I do not mind having her here some of the time. People with Alzheimer's disease are just pitiful. Benita is a little belligerent. I really have to be ultra nice to her all the time. This afternoon she would not eat her lunch. It was one of my creations. I call it Macaroni and Cheese Chicken Vegetable Soup. It is so good. She went and laid down and went to sleep. Finally at about a quarter after three, I woke her up. She started accusing me of being bossy. I finally said, "Yes, I am bossy and you are going to get up and get ready to go. But first, you need to eat something. I fixed you a bowl of soup and some garlic toast." She fussed, but she came in here, sat down and ate it all.

I tell her all the time that she has to eat and she needs more liquid to keep from getting a headache. I found that out reading a Doctor's article on the web. A lot of time, people with Alzheimer's do not want to drink liquid because they do not want to go to the bathroom. But if Benita doesn't get enough liquid, she gets terrible headaches and has to take medicine, which probably doesn't do anything at all.

Rebecca picked her up and I put a DeGiorno Pizza in the oven. I put on extra cheese. I needed a little comfort food.                

Tuesday is #SMmanners at 10 p.m. EST. I just love it. I am passing you to another site to read about the California Trip the SMGirlfriends took.

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