My Mom, Twila and Cody came over last night and we cooked a real southern meal, LOL. Fatback, gravy, biscuits cantaloupe, and I fixed some fordhook Lima beans. Growing up we had this often but would most likely have pork'n beans. Mama worked 9 to 6 and so meals needed to be quick. I was so tickled when Jeremy called from Washington State and said, "Mama, they don't have Fatback in these grocery stores!" I don't remember what he said they called it, side meat or something. It is funny to me to remember that as a kid we would not eat the rind so my Daddy ate ours, now that's my favorite part. Also, he liked the crust on cornbread and would eat ours.
The picture is just like I scanned it of my Nanny and me in 1964. She made the BEST cornbread! She used yellow corn meal, flour, buttermilk, eggs and a big spoon of mayonnaise and had a special square tin pan with a few dents to bake it in. Using that pan it was as pretty as a cake with no crust and was so light. I can't find the meal she used and mine never turned out like hers so I rarely make cornbread. I can't bake biscuits either. She had a bowl of flour like many southern women and would put the shortening and buttermilk in the bowl. I wonder what today's health officials would say about reusing the flour? Didn't hurt us!
I guess I will have to come up with something that Charli remembers me cooking. We have a cake walk at church tomorrow helping the Acteens raise money to send a missionary for school supplies in a part of the country they are really hurting. The Children's Church does do a local thing, too, but the Acteen's are doing a Rock a Thon and getting sponcers and then we have the cake walk. I am baking cookies called "Death by Chocolate" and will try to find a cute way to package them. I have some tins and baskets so I will do something cute.
Well that's another memory shared, Les is getting ready for work and I am going to check out a yard sale or two and go see Charli and get Gina to do my hair. I want layers because I sweat so badly in this humid heat my hair stays soaked. Gina says it is hormones and most older women complain of this. It makes me feel like my poor Nanny, she would have a rag to keep her face wiped. She had very thick hair and long and would wind it up on top of her head. She was a true Southern Woman (worked in the cotton mill, too.) The irony is her parents, the Maynards, came over from England in 1904 and since she was born January 4, 1917 she was first generation American!

I really enjoy reading Zaroga's Blog! I really need to post more memories of growing up and so here is a start...

First this is my 350th post, I am very proud of myself for posting every day this year!
July 20, 1969 was the day of the first moon walk, I really do not have a memory of seeing it on TV but it would have been a huge B/W set, Daddy also had a tiny portable TV for the car, Les and I actually used that when we got married! We have never been ones to have the latest model.
I was in the Third grade in 1968/69, my teacher was Mrs. Smith. I remember she had a chalk painting on one of her chalk boards that Ruth Martin had done. Mrs Martin was the Mom of Lou who was in my class. She was a local artist and owned the Gallery in town, She would come and give us art lessons and really encouraged me. Back then it was not something common to have art, we had a little PE because of the President's Council on Physical Fitness that was mostly going on the playground and counting pull ups and running and jumping. By 1970 we had it once a week.
This funny picture is me holding my brother and that's my sister (sorry Twila!) The top picture is my third grade photo. I had these glasses from before I started school until I fell and broke them after the fourth grade. I tripped over something in our laundry room/side porch. I wish the photographer would have at least straightened them!
There is something else very important about Art back then... then, we did a clay project every year, this was my second grade and in the third grade we did a SC one because SC History was a Third Grade requirement. The thing is the TEACHER did most of the work! Thank goodness it is not like that today! I have had people helping in my class and they start doing the child's art themselves and I tell them "It is the Process not the Product!" Learning how to make art is very important to children, it is a small muscle motor skill. Most parents will not buy Play Dough, paint and such because of the mess. I am so glad I taught my kids better!

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Well this is a start, I am going to have to think of more stuff, I guess!

My biter did his thing yesterday! I was blessed to have several days bite free, I guess! I had to put ice on Dakota's arm, they were playing so well together with the dinosaurs and he bit her out of the blue! All I can do is put him in Time Out, No to biting lemons, or hot sauce or Anything else. I am hoping he will learn to talk better so he can express himself better soon!