Showing posts with label Brother. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Brother. Show all posts

Friday, July 1, 2011

Happy Birthday Sister Dear

 Carla Elaine Crenshaw Adams
The poor middle child of our family of 5 children.
We had a birthday lunch with her yesterday at the Seasons of Japan!
Twas a fun good time!
She was in town for a Dr.s appointment.
Good timing Sis.

 These are Carla's daughters. Anna is the youngest and Jami Olivia is her oldest.

 Our baby Brother was in town for work and was also able to join us too.

This little GREAT niece, Reagan, was so excited to have a party. 
We went shopping at the Dollar Store and she and her sister picked out Auntie Carla some pretty funny gifts. Carla acted like they were the best thing since white bread and the girls really got a kick out of her opening her presents.

 You recon we are all related with these cute freckled faces!

 Both Reagan and Shelby with their Great Aunt Carla.

And then the two of us.
The oldest and the middle sister.
(I'm looking and feeling tired this week. Just been one of those crazy busy weeks)

On a different note:
Our sister, "Sissy",  Clarie Leigh passed away 6 months.
Her passing has left a void in our hearts and our family.
I still have issues with the way her funeral went down.
If you were there you might know what I am talking about.
Longest funeral ever.
And her father in law gave the concluding talk and didn't speak about her but gave the longest talk about her husband THAT IS STILL ALIVE!!
 If I even think about it much I get bitter feelings.
So I try not too.
Oh well, whatever!

 
I would like to wish you all a very safe and Happy 4th of July weekend!
Smiles!
So I try not to think about it.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Tasty Tuesday

My Brother taught me how to make bread last week. First time I've ever used yeast and waited on it to rise. It was exciting to learn and not so hard. He will also teach a class tonight at our R/S Supper at 7:00. He's not been doing it for long, he just learned how back in the fall. It's really good. I'm excited to see if I can do it again with out his help. Should be interesting.
Whole Wheat Bread

3 cups very warm water
1/2 cup sugar
1 Tablespoon Salt

Mix together then add
1 Tablespoon Yeast

Let sit 15 minutes

Add 1/3 cup of oil
7 cups of flour

Knead for 15 minutes

Let rise until double (about 1 hour)

Form loaves, put in greased pans.
Let rise again until double.
(about 1/2 hour)

Bake for 30 minutes at 350.
I used my Kitchen aid mixer with the dough hook. Every thing is done in it except when you pull it out to put it into the pans for baking. I never touched it until then. The machine does all the kneading. Yea!
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Monday, November 17, 2008

My Favorite Household Task

I love to iron!
Not many people iron anymore. I think it might just
become a lost art. That's sad isn't it.
I grew up ironing everything I wore. Even t-shirts. I usually ironed it right before I wore it.
My mama taught me how and she has a very specific way to iron certain things. I iron the way she does.
I have a hard time watching someone else iron a shirt or pair of pants. I would rather stop them and just do it for them because it pains me that much.
Everyone of my siblings learned to iron our clothes. My brother irons as well as I do.
When we traveled we use to take the iron with us. Now most hotels have an iron in the room and so I haven't packed an iron in years.
My sweet sister in law, has a story she can tell you about when she married my brother. All of his sisters and mama talked him into taking his iron and ironing board to the hotel in the town he was married in. I didn't think that was such a strange request since all our dresses had been packed in suitcases. But I think she tells a pretty funny story. We are a strange family. My only brother is the youngest and has 4 older sisters. I think we just prepared him to make a wonderful husband for her. I don't know that he ever got his way about anything. Poor thing, he did have it hard. But he sure is beloved by all of us and he irons his own shirts.