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Today was a day of hilarity for us and those that were at Pizza Finca!
Victoria is about 20 days from having her baby and Karen decided we should have lunch together before the big day. (It’s the 7/31 Club because we were all born on that day.) What could we do to make it funny? Decided we should go as pregnant women too! Enjoy the pictures and please note the real pregnant person, is the smallest! You just can’t take the fun out of the “older ladies”. Poor Victoria!!!! She assured us that Ema was going to call everyone when the baby arrives!
Here’s the conversation according to Karen…
Lunch conversation goes something like this….
Table for 3? No table for 6 (please).
Ah, waiting for 3 more ladies? No, why do you ask?
Well, there are 3 of you yes? No, there are 6 of us.
ME: Better make it a table for 7. I’m having twins!
VIC: Hurry I think I’m going to Earl!
NANCY: Earl who? I think I’m having a basketball!
ME: For lunch? And who is this Earl, Victoria?
VIC: I’m gonna be sick, like Earl right now!
NANCY: Suddenly I’m not so hungry, let’s go to the bar!
ME: Works for me, how ’bout you Victoria, you in?
VIC: I’m gonna go take a nap before I go back to work.
NANCY: There’s always one party-pooper in the crowd!
ME: Okay, I’ve got errands to run before I deliver these guys. See ya, same place, same time, next week for lunch gals?
Should we invite our husbands maybe……
THEM: Nah, then we’d need a bigger table…..
…when things get hot, I cool them off! Shooting my gun and blowing off the smoke from the caps!
That’s how Gunsmoke started out!
When I was a kid, I loved all the cowboy programs,Roy Rogers and Dale Evans, Sky King, etc. I really wanted to be Annie Oakley when I grew up!
Since I very seldom sleep thru the night now , when I’m awake, I turn on WGN out of Chicago on my iPhone. Certain nights of the week they play old radio programs. One night this week was a Gunsmoke program. No, I did not go back to sleep, but I listened intently! I had the neatest gun and holster set, my bike was my horse, with a squirrel tail on the back fender. We had more fun playing cops and robbers or cops and Indians. I really think unless you live in a small town, you don’t get to play like we did!
Brought back fun times in good old Camden, Michigan. A small town where everyone knew everyone.
I was probably the boy, my Dad never had! A real tomboy.
He coached high school basketball and was the chemistry teacher. He took me to practices frequently! The gym was like the one in “Hoosiers”. I used to sit behind the team, and one time Dad benched a player for smoking. When the game started everyone started yelling “Boo Reynolds,” well, being the loud mouth that I was, I joined in too. No clue what that meant. He said when he turned around and saw me yelling with the crowd, that hurt worse than the crowd yelling.
He also coached Little League….I used to tag along to practices, hoping someone wouldn’t show up so I could fill in for that player. Great summers.
When you were around 12 years of age, you were “allowed” (allowed as in parental OK) to go to the cemetery and play Ghost in the Graveyard! So much fun!
At Halloween, we were able to go Trick or Treating by ourselves all over town. And from year to year, you would remember which houses gave out the best candy. One Halloween there were three adults that were dressed in long underwear, stuffing everywhere, and really creepy masks. No one could figure out who these people were. They were actually on the front page of the Hillsdale Daily News! Imagine my horror to find out one of the women was my mother!
We loved May Day. Am sure that’s not celebrated this way anymore. Making baskets and filling them with spring flowers and candy….hanging the baskets on door knobs of houses, ringing the doorbell, and running like crazy to hide. We never knew where the baskets came from.
Eggs were cheap! We used to buy them and mix them up with sand to make cakes! I can’t remember how many times we tried to dig to China in the sandbox. Never succeeded!
With the way the world is today, I feel badly for kids today because they sure don’t get to have experiences like this.
This morning I came across this posting (below) on Facebook. Cindy and I were BFF’s before BFF’s ever meant anything.
I remember moving to Quincy, Michigan, High School, my sophomore year. Dreaded it, hated the thought of it, stood in the doorway of my bedroom and wouldn’t let the guys helping Dad move to Quincy in to move my stuff out.
There were only 3 freshman girls that year that made the varsity girls basketball team. I was one! I didn’t want to move because Quincy was phasing out girls basketball.
I remember when Cindy’s parents brought her and her sister Cathy to enroll in school. We sort of were the new girls! Trust me when you move at that age, the girls don’t like you because you’re competition! But the boys sure like you!
The above picture is of our gymnasium. At the time it was the most beautiful gym in the area. Quincy had just built a new school. Spent many hours in that gym, cheerleading practice, cheering at games, and of course the dreaded Physical Education class.
I remember one evening at dinner my dad asking me how P.E. was that day. I said we had to do this stupid thing….run, jump hurdles, run some more, climb a rope to the ceiling of the gym, run, jump more hurdles. He asked me how I did. I had no clue. Then he started laughing….that particular year our P.E. teacher was the football coach. He went to my Dad and told him I did it faster than any of the boys! Then he asked my dad why all he could produce were cheerleaders? (only girls in our family)
I was such a dedicated cheerleader! My youngest sister, Kelly, had the measles. Of course I caught them! But there was a game that night and I wanted to cheer. Remember, this was the time when cheerleaders wore heavy, bulky sweaters and skirts, altho’, we wore culottes. I knew by the time the bus got to Jonesville, I had a fever. Kept going into the bathroom to check for measle spots! Oh boy, did I ever have them! I figured I could get away with a red face, thank heavens the bulky sweater covered up my arms and stomach. When I got home from the ball game, I remember running into the living room, and yelled, “I have the measles!” Lifted up my shirt and both parents at the same time said “yep, you do” – I was so mad at Kelly! She’s almost 12 years younger than I am….so as she got the measles, the mumps, etc., I got them too. I remember one year missing semester exams because of measles, and the second semester exams because of mumps! Three day measles were so easy to catch…..I had them a lot. This is before the vaccinations. But when I was pregnant with Amy, the Dr. came in and said your blood work shows you don’t need to worry about measles. Told him I had them many times!
When I saw Cindy’s post, it sure brought back memories. We double dated a lot. I remember one time Mark and her husband, Brad (our boyfriends at the time), took us to the Marshall County fair. They wouldn’t ride any rides but Cindy and I sure did!
Yep, we both married high school sweethearts! And we are both still married to the same person!
We both had our first girls fairly close together too. I remember a picture taken of Amy and Holly sitting on Mark’s parent’s couch…..so many, many years ago!!! How can we be this old! It seems like just a few years ago!
Thanks for bringing back the wonderful memories!
Since my daughter was so kind to sign me up for this alumni group, I’ve been flipping through “old news”.
I came to QHS from CHS my Junior year, 1963-’64. I was not happy when my parents moved our family from Coldwater where my friends were, to what I considered “no man’s land”, a farm on Southern Rd. I was promised that if I gave it a chance for three weeks,and still thought my life had ended, they would pay the tuition (required back then) and I could return to and graduate from CHS. I remember vividly, Mom taking me to QHS to register. I will admit, my impression of the physical building was one of awe. It was “new” and beautiful. It still is beautiful! The first person we came across was, then custodian, Howard McConnell. For those of you who were lucky enough to know Howard, you will understand when I say he was a great guy, friendly, welcoming and kind. Who knows if by some intuition, the look of dread on my face or he’d “been there, done that before”, he recognized I was not happy, was on the verge of tears, and before directing us to the office, he said, “I have someone I want you to meet”. Howard introduced me to a young lady who had been in my shoes the year before. Her name was Nancy Reynolds, the daughter of then Principal Ron Reynolds. Needless to say, I got enrolled for classes, started school and when my parents asked me, after the first day if I wanted to return to CHS, my answer was “no”! I fell in love with my new friends, Nancy and I were BFF’s, although that expression did not exist then, but she’s the kind of friend that, though the miles have separated us most of our married lives, we could pick up where we left off, today! I met my husband at QHS. It was, and is, a great school, in a great community!
All this, because I read the “new” QHS fight song, which I had never heard of! I learned it, always sang it proudly, and it will remain in my heart as a precious memory. Kathi Nutt Waligora printed it for all to see, but left a small blank where she must have had a lapse of memory, as we all do at our ages. (she’s younger than me!)
…..and, men of old, as Giants, facing reliance, shouting defiance! Quincy! Rah! Rah!….
Be proud of your school! ❤️
We spent our first Christmas in Costa Rica in 2011. Going to the festivities in Atenas was a fun time for us. Loved the Christmas parade and told Mark that maybe we should go in the business of selling drum sticks!
What really surprised me was everyone was bundled up. Coats, jackets, scarfs, hats, and I thought the little babies were really over bundled! There we were the Gringos with short sleeves and shorts on! Thinking these people are crazy, it’s not even chilly.
Well, things have changed! This year, I had on a denim jacket! Guess my blood has thinned or something has happened. Mark was fine. But again, people were bundled in jackets, scarves, hats, etc.
I think I’ve become a Tica!
Felez Navidad to all.
Yesterday, a friend, Jean Marie and I decided to go shopping and take a break from knitting. I have finally found someone down here that loves Christmas and all the decor like I do. So we decided this would be a “check out Christmas stuff shopping trip.”
Universal, which is a large department store in Alajuela, moved into the new City Mall, the largest mall in Costa Rica. We decided to check out the old Universal because everything Navidad was discounted! We had a ball. Most things were 50% off and some were 30% off. She shops like I do, check everything out and then make a decision! By the time we were finished shopping there, it was noonish.
So we headed to City Mall, with plans to hit every store with lots of Christmas decor. Checked out the Universal store there, prices at the old store were much better.
Then we headed to Aliss; beautiful things there and we oohed and aahed! By then we decided it was time to eat. So we headed to Subway. Finished eating and then we headed to Oxygen, we love their clothes and prices. Tried on a few dresses but nothing hit me just right! Then we headed to Cemaco, a department type store that doesn’t carry clothing.
O.M.G. They have 4 different villages set up under glass in the front of the store! I loved everyone of them. One was like an amusement park with rides that we both used to ride at county fairs. One was a village and I fell in love with the Pet Store and Shoe Cobbler store that was actually shaped like a shoe. The whole set up was beautiful! Then there was a snow scene, and another scene with Santa flying around with the reindeer; ice skaters skating; let’s just say, we were both in “Christmas Heaven”.
Left there and decided to sit down and get our purchases arranged to head to the car.
I think my heart skipped a beat! My phone was missing. So Jean Marie stayed there trying to call it, and I tried to retrace my steps. Maybe it fell out of my pocket in the rest room. As I was headed down that hall I saw a female security person. So in my best Spanglish, I tried to explain what happened. She patted me on the back and said she would call her Jefe (boss). So we stood there waiting for the Jefe of Security to show up. They arrived shortly. Kept asking me to describe it. Kept saying is was “pink, cover was like a book with a giraffe on the front and a giraffe on the back. Every time I said giraffe in Spanish, they smirked….I’m guessing they figured an old lady shouldn’t have a phone with a giraffe cover! Then a guy came by and said do you need help? So I said yes, that if I went home having lost my phone, I would probably be beheaded! So he asked me the same questions that the security officers asked me. The whole time the female security person was patting me on the back.
All of a sudden, one of the security guards pulled my phone out of his shirt pocket. I got really excited and gave him a big hug (am sure he thought another loca gringa); so then he wanted some ID. So I said we had to go where my amiga was sitting. I pulled out my Cedula (national ID card) and he turned on my phone, laid it on the settee and took a picture. Then gave it to me with a big grin. I again hugged him and the female security person. Keep in mine we’ve walked a five story mall and this was probably a 2 hour deal!
Took Jean Marie home; and since the story had a happy ending, I did end up telling Mark. Who just stood there shaking his head! I found out he had turned on “Find My iPhone” since I had my iPad with me, I could have located it via the GPS.
Then off to Don YaYo’s for Huesos (Bones) Night with Mike and Karen Elder. They kept us up way past bedtime! Huesos are the pork bones with hunks of meat still attached. Mike and Mark enjoy them from time to time. I had chifrio and Karen had fish and chips!
Early this morning, I’m guess it was early, Jean Marie called and woke me up and said I left my knitting in your car. I said “no, you stuck it in one of your bags”. She said OK, I’ll check. Then I pleasantly went back to sleep and didn’t wake up till 11 a.m.
But I keep thinking about all the gorgeous Christmas things we saw, and the phone story ended up OK, so it was a great day!
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!