Great Grandma Ledford

Today is Dec 19th, 2008. It would have been my great grandmother's 88th birthday, however she passed away on November 22nd. I'm surprised I'm posting this. I'm not one to dwell at all on death or to mark the deceased's birthday after they're gone, but I felt the need to blog it so I'm blogging it :)



Here is Fannie Elizabeth Ledford with her husband Burns Augustus Ledford (he passed away in 1987). I'm not sure when this picture was taken. My mom scanned and emailed it when I was doing my family tree thing.

Let's see, what to tell you about Grandma? I remember when I got my first pair of Converse hi tops in the 80s she told me she wore a pair just like them when she played basketball in school. She was very very afraid of thunderstorms. She'd actually sometimes lay on the floor during a storm. She was married when she was 14 and had 6 children. She had 11 grandchildren(my mom); 18 great-grandchildren(me) and four great-great grandchildren(my daughter).

Here's a Picture from 2007.



Happy Birthday Grandma!

I love that kid

I hate housework. Kinda odd to hear that from a housewife huh? I love taking care of my family and making sure they have what they need but i hate the drudgery of doing the same things over and over. Laundry is like that. Wash the same clothes over and over, fold the clothes . . . . boring!
To make matters worse my laundry room is a tiny little thing with no windows and nothing much to look at. Yet when i walked in a few days ago I had this view.



My daughter had left this note for me, written in dry erase marker, on top of the washing machine.

A similar note, this time including her father appeared on the kitchen message board.



I love that kid!

I love that man

Boo has been to almost every school event and function the sprout has had. The amount her biological father has attended? Zero.

This time I didn't think he was going to make it. She has a Christmas program on the 18th. She's in the school choir and she'll be singing. She needs to be there at 5:30 and the performance begins at 6. Boo doesn't get home from his one hour commute until after 6. I thought he would be able to attend. He's just started this job and there is no way he could ask for a day off or to leave early.

He came home with news a few days ago though, he's switched shifts with a coworker. My beloved is going in early so that he can leave early. The man who hates to get up 'at the crack ass of dawn', as he so affectionately refers to it, is going to get up early and drive to work before the sun is up just so he can attend his daughters performance.

There is nothing sexier than a good father. I love that man!

Blogging or lack thereof

I know I've been really bad about blogging regularly. But lately I've been reading the Pioneer Woman's Blog (she actually has several rolled into one)and hey, if she can do it with her crazy life then I certainly can!

I love her blog, she posts everything from descriptions of what working cattle means to sound files of her burping. It's just the eclectic kinda craziness I love. I'm taking time to go back and read her past posts now and I think Boo may be tired of hearing Pioneer Woman anecdotes by now. Too bad for him :P

I'll see you tomorrow :)

Goodnight Garden

Well it's getting cold so it's time for the garden to go to bed. I brought the green onions, basil, oregano, sage and lemon balm in to winter on the kitchen windowsill, or more accurately the table in front of the kitchen window. The remnants of everything else went into the compost bin and the dirt from the pots back into the dirt container. I'll be so glad when we have our own planting place and don't have to use pots and containers anymore.
I left two window boxes out and planted garlic in those. Garlic loves the cold, so they should be ready in spring. I did this last year too and we had a lot of little heads of garlic, maybe by using two pots and spacing them out a bit this year we'll get bigger heads.