PECAN PIE

PECAN PIE

   The little girls and Hunter were helping me put the ingredients into the bowl to make the pecan pie for Thanksgiving.  Each of them had a number to indicate their turn in adding the ingredients.  Briley added the sugar.  When it was time to add the pecans, Briley said, "I don't like pecans but I like pecan pie because you can't taste the pecans."  I about fell over .  She consistently comes out with profound statements such as that.

NOVEMBER 27, 2019

NOVEMBER 27, 2019

I DON'T CARE FOR HAM

   I started my Thanksgiving cooking this year with the ham.  It took 7 hours in the oven to bake it.  While it was in the oven, Mother asked me what else I was going to offer for the Thanksgiving meal, because she "don't care for ham".  Do you know what her favorite meal is?  Ham hocks!  She loves ham hocks cooked for hours with onions.......but she don't care for ham!  hahahaha

NOVEMBER 23, 2019

NOVEMBER 23, 2019

SOMETHING IN THERE

   Mother was getting ready for bed and asked me to follow her to the bathroom to empty her bag.  O.k.   So, I sit down on the side of the tub after she sat on the toilet and she said, "There may not be anything in it but there is something in there."  I just looked at her.  She looked at me.  Then we both started laughing.

SMART PILLS

Mother had a question for me this morning:  "Tell me something, if they have a pill to make kids smarter, don't they have one for old people?"

Me:  busted out laughing  "well, if they had pills like that, there would be no democrats"  haha

January 31, 2019

BIRTHDATE

Mother and I were trying to figure out when a certain family member was born/how old she is.  She said, "Let me check my Bible" and proceeded to look up birth records there.  She triumphantly said, "She was born in 1941!"  I said, "That makes her older than I am!"  Then, she looked again and sheepishly said, "1991."  Well, that was certainly more like it.

January 23, 2019

 EYE DOCTOR

  Mother was sitting looking out the window and telling me about the white trucks on the road.  Then she said she can't see.

Me:  Do you want me to make an appointment with the eye doctor for you?

Her:  Do you want me to be blind?

Me:  You just said you can't see....what is the definition of being blind?

Her:  No, I don't want to go to no eye doctor!  They would make me blind!"

Me:  I was just offering.  You're old enough to know what you want.



I love this woman.