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Nostalgic Hodgepodge

Joyce has created questions that require us to reflect on the past.  Without further ado, let’s get to it!

1.  When the children of today grow up, what do you think they’ll say about this period in time? What do you most hope they remember?

I think that tomorrow’s adults will say, just as we do today, how far technology has advanced, how teenagers in their day were way more respectful than in modern times, and how dumb they were to worry about the stuff they worried about.  Different times but same musings.

2.  National Teacher’s Day is celebrated in the US of A on the first Tuesday in May, this year May 7th…share how a particular teacher positively impacted you.

I’ve blogged about my high school English teacher, Ms. Warr, before, but yesterday afternoon, Super Sis and I were musing about teachers, and I remembered Ms. Marilyn, who taught science (the most difficult being chemistry) and Home Ec.  Her science classes were HARD, and her tests were extremely comprehensive.  I learned to study, study, study and not give up, even when a subject vexes me.  Chemistry nearly did me in, but I persevered and wound up with A’s in this class.

3.  What’s a dish your mama made, that if set in front of you today would whisk you right back to childhood?

Cream of Wheat brings back memories of a single mom trying to feed her kiddos.  I ate so much of this stuff, enjoying it at the time, that if it were ever placed in front of me again, I would turn tail and run.

4.  Mother May I was a game we played when I was growing up…no pieces, parts, or plugs required. What games from childhood do you remember loving that were also pieces, parts, and plug-free?

Ha!  I don’t think we had many toys that plugged in back in the day!  I think I’ll say that hide and seek was a game I played a lot growing up.  The only thing required were a few places to hide and a creative imagination.

5.  Besides your own mother, tell us about a woman who influenced you as a child?

This is tough.  I did not have strong role models when I was a child.  I guess a person who filled in the gap a little was my best friend, Audra’s, mom.  I spent a lot of nights in her home, and every time I arrived, she always had my favorite snacks in the fridge and cabinets.  She lavished attention on her daughter, lovingly nurtured her through illness and heartbreak, and welcomed me with open arms when I returned for visits after I got married and moved away.  She was the kind of mom I’d like to think I turned out to be.

6.  Mamma Mia! What’s the best play or musical you’ve ever seen?

The only play I’ve been to was when I was a teenager and my class took a field trip to the Shakespeare Festival.  I cannot remember what we saw.  I wasn’t interested.  I’ve never been to see a musical either; although Chicky and I have watched the movie Opera of the Phantom a number of times.  I love the music in it!

7.  What are three smells that make you feel nostalgic?

Jean Nate, freshly mowed grass, and leaves burning

The Jean Nate takes me back to my school days…

The grass makes me think of lazy summer days, and the smell of burning leaves takes me back to autumns spent growing up in a small town.

8.  My Random Thought

Today marks one week since Aubie passed away.  It hardly seems like seven days have passed.  Her absence has left a large void in our lives, and we are still getting used to not having to “switch the dogs,” not hearing her gruff bark to be let out of her room, and not worrying about the coughing and panting she did in her last weeks.  I thought I heard her coughing the other day, and the hairs on my arms stood up.

A lot has happened since then.  I picked up Rooster from college, and Chicky came home.

Chicky arrived like a whirlwind…bringing Cali with her.

Thank heavens for this precious pup.

She’s very affectionate.  She climbed into my lap the first night she got here and demanded that I look at her.  She smothered me in kisses.

She made me laugh again.

She is a wonderful reminder that life goes on…that it’s good to laugh…that it’s great to love.

Sorry for the blur. She moved at the last second.

Oh, and an update on Pele.

He’s making progress.  I found him in Aubie’s bed the night before last.  Yesterday evening, this is what he looked like…

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