Life in the A-Frame

Life in the A-Frame

Friday, March 2, 2012

Nothing like a toilet paper dress



Yes! That is me, sandwiched between 2 of my nieces, wearing a toilet paper wedding gown. This fun activity was one of the games at the Bridal Shower for my son and his fiance. My son is getting married! I know you all have been there-but life has been super busy lately. I've been sewing, cooking, making decorations and making plans to do more....
The wedding is in about a month and now the "fun stuff" has started, just like this Shower. By the way, my niece on the left won this contest. I think it had something to do with how cute she looked with the gown covering her pregnant waistline.

Monday, January 16, 2012

Comfy on the Couch





Sometimes you just have to find yourself a comfortable spot to lie down and observe the world.

Friday, January 13, 2012

Granny's Green Shake

My Mother likes to make a shake out of vegetables and fruit. She goes outside and picks fresh ingredients from her little garden area and adds edible native plants. Then she peels and cores an apple or peels an orange and blends it all together. This is a picture of my first shake. I used lettuce and kale from my porch garden and added an apple. I blended that with enough water to make a pint. I drank half in the morning and half in the evening. It is a good way to drink enough water for the day and get a few servings of vegetables and fruit at the same time. You can make enough for a pitcher and keep it in the fridge. I am trying to make it may new habbit. Does anyone else do this? Any suggestions?

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Falling trees


We are losing several large oak trees around our house. Mike cut down the tree closest to the house and the very next day this happened:

a completely healthy-looking tree fell. While Mike cut down the first tree, we parked the car right here, next to the basketball goal. We are very thankful that the tree didn't fall at that time.


The tree had looked healthy to us but when we looked at the roots after it fell, we could tell that it had been rotting underground for a long time. Now, we are very aware of where we park, or stand.....
I'm afraid that we have at least 2 more trees to remove, and those are just the ones we can see are dead.

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Here was a Man



No one can narrate a story like Johnny Cash. When he speaks, I listen. I hope you enjoy this as much as I did.

Monday, December 19, 2011

Activities of the Season


I know how busy everyone is this time of year, but I wish you all many peaceful moments as well. Here is a glimpse of my Holiday season so far.

Christmas with my Mom and relatives on my side of the family-so fun.

My daughter has been working on crafts since her college semester has ended.

There was a major malfunction with my oven. I thought it was me, but it was the thermostat!
This is cornbread after 15 minutes!

It was too cold to grill outside, so we tried cooking steaks in the fireplace. We need a little more practice.

My soon to be daughter-in-law has the cutest little niece, and I love being with her.

We decided to turn the Children's Christmas Program at church into a dinner theater-very successful!

We had to use an artificial tree for the first time at church because of the drought. The children made the snowflakes to decorate it, no one minded the "fake" tree and now there is no rush to take it down.
It has been interesting, and challenging, but fun around here.
I hope it is the same for you!
Merry Christmas!

Saturday, December 3, 2011

A Very Enjoyable Story

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I haven't enjoyed a book this much in a long time. I understand that it has been criticized on several levels but keep in mind that it is FICTION. The movie also comes out on DVD next Tuesday. I will be watching it.
I hope some of you will try this book. I expect you to enjoy it as much as I did!

From Widipedia:
The Help is set in the early 1960s in Jackson, Mississippi and told mainly from the perspective of three women: Aibileen, Minny, and Skeeter. Aibileen is an African-American maid who cleans houses and cares for the young children of various white families. Her first job since her own 24-year-old son was killed on his job, is caring for toddler Mae Mobley Leefolt. Minny is Aibileen's confrontational friend who frequently tells her employers what she thinks of them. Her actions have led to her being fired from 19 jobs. Minny's most recent employer was Mrs. Walters, mother of Hilly Holbrook. Hilly is the social leader of the community, and head of the Junior League. She is the nemesis of all three main characters.




Miss Eugenia "Skeeter" Phelan is the daughter of a prominent white family whose cotton farm employs many African-Americans in the fields, as well as in the household. Skeeter has just finished college and comes home with big dreams of becoming a writer; her mother's big dream for her is to get her married, although Skeeter is not interested. What does interest her is that Constantine, the maid who raised her, is nowhere to be found: Skeeter's family tells her that Constantine abruptly quit and went to live with relatives in Chicago. Constantine had been writing to Skeeter the whole time she was away at college and the most recent letter had promised her a surprise upon her homecoming. Skeeter does not consider Constantine's unexplained absence a good surprise and wonders what happened, but nobody will discuss Constantine.



This discussion awakens Skeeter to the realization that her friends' maids are treated very differently from how white people are treated. She decides that she wants to reveal the truth to the world from the maids' perspectives by writing a book about it. Written in the first person from the perspective of Aibileen, Minny and Skeeter, the struggles Skeeter experiences to communicate with the maids and gain their trust is revealed, as well as the issues of overcoming long-standing barriers in customs and laws by all of the characters. The daily lives of Southern homemakers and their maids during the early 1960s in Mississippi are explored. The dangers of undertaking writing a book about African-Americans speaking out in the South during the early '60s hover constantly over the three women.