A little over a year ago I blogged about my Great Aunt Frances turning 100; well, last Friday she passed away at age 101! Can you imagine the things she has seen? She was not ill, her heart just gave out. I read somewhere that our hearts are good for so many beats and I guess it was her time. She will be missed greatly by family.
Aunt Fran had the best get togethers at her house! I remember how her house was always decorated for Christmas. She used a huge corner of the living room, pieces of plywood, and put the tree on top of that. Then around the tree was the most amazing train going around and around; I sure hope someone has that train and still uses it! Maybe this will be the year I buy a train to put around one of my trees and I’ll call the town I set up “Franville”.
My cousin Pete, that is my age, had allergies, asthma pretty bad and they ended up moving to Colorado Springs. We went to visit them during one summer, camping all the way from Michigan to Colorado. I hate camping! And then on to California. I still hate camping!
Dad did a lot of painting and offered to paint the outside of their house. Well, Pete and I wanted to paint too. So Dad had us paint one end of the house. The only thing was every time he came to check on our progress, Pete was nowhere to be found. The first couple of times when he asked where Pete was, I just shrugged my shoulders. Then finally, I said, “he needed a break and rode his bike to the Quik Shake place”. FYI, I painted most of the end of the house. Pete reminds me a lot of Mark, always taking breaks! LOL
A couple days later he was going to some church meeting and wanted me to go with him. Aunt Fran encouraged me to go, but there was just something telling me not to go. So I stayed home. Later that evening we got a call that Pete had rolled the car! He was fine, though. Call it divine intervention, I guess.
Another time we went up into the Rockies to have a picnic along a stream. While things were getting set up to eat, Pete and I were throwing rocks in the river. Then Pete got the big idea, to hope on the rocks in the river. The river was ice cold. You didn’t even want to dangle your feet in it. Once again, I said, “Nope”. So he goes, see it’s really easy and jumped onto a few rocks. However, coming back to shore, he missed. Yep, fell in, totally wet! Well, Aunt Fran hooted and hollered at him. I had trouble not laughing all the way back to the house, because she made him take off his underwear and hung it on car mirror to dry. Everytime I looked at the car, I burst into laughter!
The Meese’s came back to Indiana one year and we had a huge family get together in a park in Fort Wayne, IN. Someone picked up 3-4 buckets of KFC. It was a fun day running around the park, eating, etc. The next day, they were headed back to Colorado. Mark and I were seniors in high school and I convinced him to come to the reunion with us. Mark had been in a bad car accident, broken leg in many places, 3 months in the University of Michigan Hospital. The cast went from foot too above his waist.
The next morning, I woke up throwing up something awful! Then my Mom started throwing up; then my middle sister started throwing up. At one point we were all three in the bathroom throwing up; one in the toilet, one in the sink and one in the bathtub. Didn’t affect Dad or my youngest sister, Kelly. She wasn’t in school yet and kept walking around saying – “Dad, I don’t want to do that.”
So my Dad called a couple relatives that lived in Indiana that were at the reunion, and some of them were doing the same thing! So he calls Mark’s house to see if he’s sick. His Mom says “he keeps throwing up in the bathroom”. So my Dad thinks this is hilarious and has figured out the buckets of KFC shouldn’t have been sitting in the sun; not all the buckets had bad chicken in them, because not everyone was ill.
So he drags my Mother, my middle sister, and me to Mark’s house for a visit. He thinks this is hilarious!!! And wanted to laugh at Mark, I guess. Keep in mind when he would throw up, the leg in the cast kept the bathdoor from opening!
Figuring that the Meese’s were home after a couple of days he called them to see if they were sick. My Uncle Ward told him it was the cheapest trip home because all they consumed on the trip was Pepto Bismol! We all refer to this as the time “we had Kentucky Fried Fever.”
Death is hard to handle but it makes it a little easier when you have some good, funny times to remember!
RIP Aunt Fran and tell Uncle Ward Hola!
Started out in Ft. Myers, FL because Todd, (SIL) had shoulder surgery at the VA hospital. I was impressed! Fairly new hospital. I was the runner to get stuff (ie: paperwork, medications, the sling for his arm). So I spent a lot of time in the lobby listening to the Vets talk about their experiences, etc.
One funny story. As I was sitting there waiting to get the sling to take up to Todd in the recovery room, a woman named Mary came out to give a man his c-pap mask. He kept saying over and over, thank you Jesus, I can sleep tonight. Then he said “I guess I should be thanking you Mary, for giving me the mask.” Her reply was “You know he’s not my son, right?” It appeared to be a “nice, fun, happy place to work.”
After 7 days there, I was off to Bowling Green. Gayla’s daughter, Megan, was planning a surprise birthday for her on Saturday. So, Pat, Velma and I headed to Nashville that morning to do a “little” shopping before hand. We arrived at Megan’s house and Gayla’s friend Patty, from Memphis, was shocked when I walked in! She said Gayla is going to be so surprised to see you! I never did count but I think there were 15-20 people there. It was a nice party and Megan and Rusy, Gayla’s son, did a great job!
Stayed with Julie and Norman this time. They sure have a beautiful house!!! And I thank them immensely for their hospitality. Was able to spend some time with Joanne, who is another “bestie”. Pat, Velma and I had a ball. Went to see the movie Jason Bourne….throughout the movie I kept thinking this is right up Mark’s alley. All the car chases, motorcycle chases, crashes, etc. So I imagine when it comes here, I’ll be seeing it again!
I flew Delta, and love they have screens on the back of the seats. Watched three movies in my travels….of course the only name I can imagine is My Big Fat Greek Wedding 2. Cute!
Most of the shopping was already done and sent to Velma’s. So it was like Christmas!!! Even brought a new sewing small sewing machine home. Plus various other things that are too darn difficult to find in CR.
Was really surprised at the prices in the grocery stores. Cheap! Compared to here. Eggs, 49 cents a dozen; milk 99 cents a gallon.
My trip to the states was eventful because of storms and we had to fly over and over Ft. Myers before we could land. Then the pilot informs us we can go around one more time but then we need to make a decision on what airport to land at because we were running out of fuel! It would have been much less nerve-wracking if he had said “we may have to land at another airport because of weather”! Trust me, no one wants to hear “we may run out of fuel!”
Then the flight to Nashville, we circled Nashville for a little over an hour because of storms before we were able to land.
The weather was so darned hot! Miserable…..I don’t know how people that work outside can stand it. The humdity was absolultely draining!
I was happy to return home and see Mark and the dogs! Julie has 4 dogs and boy did I get sniffed over by our three dogs.
It was a great time, but I am exhausted! Perhaps age has a little to do with that!
Yesterday, Wednesday, should have been sewing class day. However, we diverted it into a fabric field trip to Palmares. Alejandra has family there so she was the day’s guide.
First stop was at a warehouse of fabrics! Oh my! Oh my! Oh my! It was huge!!!! Lots of quilting fabric, which was nice to see. All kinds of ribbon and trims, thread, it was just unbelievable! No, I don’t remember the name of the place, but I do have it in the GPS.
From there we went to Metro-Kilo, and found more goodies.
And then we went to another store that had some fabric, but not as much as the other two.
Went to the Central Market, I like the way it’s set up there.
No Gringos there and I did feel like I got some looks as if to say “what are you doing with Tica’s” or maybe it was “Tica’s what are you doing with a Gringo”.
Much cooler there….
It was a fun day….and glad to have found some new places for fabric.
But any day spent shopping with friends, is a good day!
Thanks to Alejandra for showing us around and to Cristina for giving up a day of sewing!
but as usual, I found a way around it!
As I was driving down the street where the sewing classes are, all of a sudden they decided to trim some trees that were hanging over the street. They had two plastic “thingies” to stop you from going down the street. Keep in mind, I needed to go to the third lot from the corner; just needed to move the plastic “thingie” and could drive right past the truck.
In my Spanglish, I tried to say I was a student and needed to get to my class. He mentioned something about El Jefe. I thought he was going to say something to him, as usual, being Gringo and female, I was ignored.
I solved the problem. I drove around the block where they had other plastic “thingies” to block the street. I got out of my car, and moved one of them. Got back in the car and drove to mid-way down the block to park.
When I got out of the car, everyone of those men were standing there looking at me as if “how did she do that?” I just waved at them and proceeded to take my supplies out of the car and go to sewing.
Where there’s a will, there’s a way!
My New Year’s Resolution was to make something once a month from Pinterest! Sometimes it’s sewing, knitting, etc; however, this month was a recipe you will all want to make!
It’s called Cannoli Dip!!!
2/3 C. mini choc. chips (however, I couldn’t find mini chips so I just used a whole bag of regular sized chips)
1 C powdered sugar
1 tsp. vanilla
8 oz. cream cheese
1 C. ricotta cheese
Mix the last 4 ingredients with a mixer; add chips. It was suggested to use sugar cones broken up as dippers. However, we just filled the cones and ate them that way. You could also use graham crackers as dippers.
Pretty yummy if I do say so myself. But more importantly, it’s super simple!
I know what we’ll be snacking on Sunday watching the Indy 500!
This would go extremely well with Karen and Mike Elder’s Coffee Margarita!
It’s nice being retired because you can host a get together anytime of the day! So 2/22 at 2 p.m. was the perfect time. Can’t go wrong with all 2’s.
Ended up with 7 variations of margaritas. From Kiwi, which was green and I do not drink green drinks! But it must have been the Tequila, because it was very tasty! We had a fresh Pineapple margarita version that was pretty good too. There was a Mango Margarita that I think might have really been a Tequila Margarita with a splash of Mango….super good. I am not a beer drinker but the Strawberry Beer Margarita was also good – no beer taste at all. And the Watermelon Jalapeno Margarita I couldn’t taste because of the Jalapeno’s; but those that tasted it said it was refreshing! And what do you end up with, a Dessert Margarita – Coffee, Bailey’s, Ice Cream – made one batch with no tequila (was good) but the second batch with Tequila was even better.
Ended up with 13 people and from what I’m hearing everyone enjoyed it! I know Mark and I had a great time – and even better, no headaches this morning after mixing all of the different Margaritas!
I have ended up with a large green bowl that had guacamole in it – let me know who’s it is. And we’ve already found the owner of the hat, which will be returned tomorrow!
All in all it was a great time….small group, am beginning to think small groups are better because you get to talk to everyone!
So Happy National Margarita Day yesterday to everyone!
Mark needed some meds from CAJA today. I needed mine from the farmacia. So he dropped his info off at CAJA and I said I would walk there. He called to tell me that Don Luis was not working today! I said I’ll be right there.
Of course there was a line; a long line; lots of Ticas getting paperwork to fill out.
Finally, when it was my turn, I just said that my dates needed to match my cedula! Voila…..she looked at me and smiled and then printed out a new one so now I have 2 years on it!
And now, I am woman hear me roar has ended. Short book only two chapters!