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Just a few thoughts...

Fond Memories of Days Gone By... 
 
Nov. 9, 2011 8:11 pm 
Updated: Nov. 16, 2011 11:34 pm
As some of you may have seen, Avon, Candice & myself have posted blogs about our Pacific Northwest adventure.  Within those blogs, there was mention of a phrase I uttered "well, s*** the bed", something my Dad used to say.  With all of the back & forth of emails with the Oregon gals and the blogs, I have had many fond memories of my Mom and Dad pop into my thoughts lately.

Last Saturday while I had a few minutes before I had to work at a benefit for a friend, I was cruising through the channels and stopped on Tom & Jerry, the cartoon from long ago.  It was a favorite of my Dad's and we would watch it on Sunday mornings before church.  The last time I watched Tom & Jerry was the day we buried my Dad, several years ago.  While I was watching the cartoon and missing my Dad, I was also looking through The Buzz and a gal was looking for a recipe for potato doughnuts.  Years ago, my Dad would stop Sunday mornings at the Spud Nut shop that featured doughnuts made out of potatoes.  That night at the benefit, I was talking with a lady who mentioned making apple butter.  Again, getting hit with memories of Dad.  He loved apple butter and anytime I would go on vacation I would pick up a jar for him.  So many coincidences, are these little nudges from far away?  See a previous blog of mine regarding Peaches and Watermelon.

As far as my Mom, Avon had asked about regional phrases and I had related a story about an unusual turn of phrase regarding gnats.  See Avon's blog for the particulars.  But that led me to share another story with the Oregon gals about my Mom and Avon thought you folks would also appreciate the story. 


My Dad had a wicked sense of humor and Ma always went along with it, kind of like playing the straight man. My sister is 16 years older than me and when she got married, Dad put items in her suitcase for her honeymoon as a gag.  A can of motor oil for lubrication and a deck of playing cards in case they got bored.  (My Dad always believed that laughter was meant to be shared.)  Well, I could only guess that he would do the same type of thing for me. At our wedding reception, we are at the dinner table and all of a sudden there was an uproar of laughter at the end of the table where my folks were sitting along with the groomsmen. I couldn't figure out what had been said or done, but everytime a groomsman looked at me later, they just started laughing. Come to find out, my dear mother decided to relay the motor oil/playing cards episode to the guys, but she got confused and said PENETRATING oil. Oh brother! When we left the reception to change and pick up our luggage, I couldn't wait to open the suitcase at the hotel room, I had to see what Dad had done with MY suitcase. Inside was a jar of peanut butter. The man had a memory like a steel trap. About 3 years earlier, I had told him a naughty joke that my boss had told me about a guy and some peanut butter.



As an added memory of that night, my Dad wouldn't let anyone into the garage to decorate my new hubby's  truck for the honeymoon. Come to find out he had done it himself with toilet paper inside and out. So, being my Daddy's little girl, I shortsheeted their bed and put the toilet paper under the covers.



I hope I made someone smile today, because "laughter is the best medicine". (A phrase that could be added to Avon's blog.)  And laughter is meant to be shared...  Thank you for allowing me to share.


 
Comments
mis7up 
Nov. 9, 2011 8:25 pm
;-) this makes me smile. I think this time of the year always gets me. for many reasons and I have to say, this is the time we are thankful for our families, how we were raised...all the memories that surface....makes you smile and have tears for those memories. I have one of my nana that always visits me pretty offen. And it's the phase "Butter me, sug"(sort for sugar) which was my mom's nickname that only my nana and papa called her, everyone else called her Muffin. But it was her way of saying pass the butter or if the bread was in her hand, it meant to butter her slice. And I remember that all the time when buttering my kids bread. But I laugh because one day, nana said that to mom and mom went for the butter, but buttered nana's arm...she said she was dying for years to do that...my nana, dropped her jaw and started laughing. That is one of those memories that has lasted most of my life. And your right laughter is the best medicine. TY for sharing this wonderful blog ;-)
 
Nov. 9, 2011 8:29 pm
Oh, that's too funny. Stories from the table can be a hoot. I used to put the first shake of salt on my Dad's plate of food and he cut my pancakes for me into itty-bitty pieces from the time I was able to eat them until the day I got married (my last meal as a single woman).
 
Nov. 9, 2011 8:30 pm
Thank you for sharing such wonderful stories and funny anecdotes! You're dad sounds like he was quite a character, much like mine, who I miss every day. I lost him a week before Christmas, he was only 48...I was 19. Your stories brought a tear to my eye and a smile to my face in remembrance of my daddy. He was the ultimate jokester and I miss his crazy @$$!! Thanks again for sharing :)
 
Nov. 9, 2011 8:33 pm
Thank you for stopping by. I am very sorry for your loss as it is still very fresh for you and losing him at such a young age. My Dad lived to almost 93, so I have many years of memories.
 
Nov. 9, 2011 8:37 pm
Aw thank you! My dad actually passed in 1984 so it's been quite awhile but reading your blog brought back some good memories, so thank YOU :) Wow 93!! Yes, you are so very lucky to have had him for so long =)
 
Nov. 9, 2011 8:39 pm
Oops, sorry for the confusion!
 
Nov. 9, 2011 8:41 pm
Oh no worries doll! In re-reading my comment, it DOES sound as if I just lost him...sometimes it actually feels that way even though it's been over 20 years. Sheesh! 20 years? Time really DOES fly!
 
Nov. 9, 2011 8:43 pm
Correction: 27 years...double sheesh!
 
Nov. 9, 2011 8:46 pm
Great stories, MB! Love them! Aren't we just lucky to have those stories?
 
Nov. 10, 2011 3:07 am
This made me smile, thanks! I love a good sense of humor!
 
Nov. 10, 2011 5:09 am
Your dad sounds like quite a character. Thanks for sharing your memories with us.
 
Nov. 10, 2011 7:23 am
What a great story!! And I do remember the peaches and watermelon story! Thanks so much for sharing this memory. So I'm guessing that you inherited your Dad's wicked sense of humor because if I'd heard this story earlier I might have seen a glimmer of him in that care pkg you sent me before Ryan went into bootcamp! To friends and laughter!!
 
Nov. 10, 2011 10:10 am
Glad I could put a smile on a few people's faces. Cat, although I resemble my mother in appearance, I am totally my Daddy's girl.
 
Nov. 10, 2011 2:39 pm
Oh Magnolia Blossom, reading your blog makes me miss you... :( You're the kind of positive person everyone loves being around. I love your stories and love your sense of humor. JUST LOVE IT!!! Great blog!
 
sueb 
Nov. 10, 2011 4:00 pm
You're right, laughter is the best medicine! This was a delight to read!
 
Nov. 10, 2011 5:55 pm
Candice, I love to laugh. sueb, laughing just makes you feel better, doesn't it? I'm glad you enjoyed it.
 
Nov. 11, 2011 11:28 pm
MB, I'm so sorry it's taken me so long to wander over here. I love how you recanted these wonderful stories to everyone. It's one thing to put it in an email and share with us but I'm so glad you decided to put them out there and put a few smiles on others faces and also spark a memory or two. Reading through this, it does seem that lots of us have had similar fond memories of our parents and some silliness in our past. And yes ma'am....laughter is indeed the very best medicine. After our meeting, we all should hope to live a good long life.
 
Nov. 15, 2011 9:27 pm
i think you got a bit of your dad's sense of humor too! i love that you put the toilet paper in their bed! ha! thanks for sharing :)
 
Nov. 16, 2011 8:16 am
Awwwww.....what sweet memories:)
 
Nov. 16, 2011 11:05 pm
when I first read s**t the bed, I knew exactly what was referred to, that was a common question for anyone who was having a bad day. No one woke up on the wrong side of the bed in our area....another fav was who p****ed in your corn flakes this morning? Great memories of your dad, glad you made many deposits over life of good memories so your withdrawals are successful:)
 
 
 
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