Okay, I was going to wait until tomorrow to start this up again, but I’ve been fooling around with it all day, off and on and just had to go ahead and start writing. My last post was about my memories of growing up, and my visit to my mom on Mother’s Day. This is the photo taken by my grandson, Andrew of Mom, with me behind her, Tony on the left and Ray on the right, looking kinda washed out for Ray. Well, is it my fault they are both so tall and have white hair while mom and I still have dark hair? We got the good first daughter genes, that guaranteed dark hair until our 90’s. That’s a precious gene that can’t be wasted on on a snuffling brother. Or, for that matter, on a younger sister. It’s reserved for the oldest sister, thank you very much.
Elaine has always tried to stay blond, and has managed to retain the blonde, uh, image? She’s actually smarter than she acts, but loves to put on the ditzy blonde act, except when she’s at work. Elaine is a nurse, and any time I’m in need of a nurse, I really want her there, but unfortunately she flew the coop many years ago, and now lives in Colorado. Wouldn’t ya just know it! She did work at our local hospital ages ago, when I had some surgery, and she had one of my nurses bring my water in all safe in a sippy cup. I thought that was very sweet of my lovin’ sister. My nurses thought it was a lot of fun also. Yeah, she may be the baby, but she’s family so I have to keep her. Since I was 14 when she was born, I have to take part of the blame for making her such a blond. I spoiled her. Got my first job and bought her a toy every pay day. Until the Friday I came home and she came running to meet me with a big smile, open arms and shouted “Angie, what did you get me?” O–kay. A few weeks later she was happy enough just to see me come home again.
This was most of us in 2000. We had a huge family reunion of mom’s side of the family that summer, and 3 of my 4 brothers were here, only Steve missing the event, and both sisters. Some family members weren’t born yet, some have disappeared through divorce, all of us are older, like 14 years older. Want me to identify them? I will if you really want to know. Okay, here goes. Back row: left to right. Ethan, Mike, Tony, Angie, Don, Norita, Brandon, Ray, Elaine, Mark, Larry. Middle Row: L. to R. Nancy, Marcia, Janette, Logan, Mike, Jayna, Bristle Thistle, Amy, Mom. Fr0nt: L. to R. Gina, Laurie, Faleasha, Anika, Jonathan, Matt. Hummm, I missed Erin in there somewhere. And Diana. That’s a tiny photo to work from. I do recognize my 3 kids though.
Speaking of my kids, today I adopted a “new” daughter online. I’m sure a lot of you have met her. Marisa Procopo of Eve’s Apple. She’s going to come down and join her new brothers and sister for some southern cooking some day soon. And look Marisa, this is your new family, or part of it. Just the immediate part, but there are a few additions since then, Noah, Andrew, Eli and Camden. You see, Jayna and Brandon got married a few years after this photo was taken, and Eli and Camden are their kids, Noah is Mike and Janette’s son, and Andrew is Gina and Bill’s. Hey, Bill is in there somewhere too. Maybe the second Mike is actually Bill. He used to have a beard, since he really is a professor. Gina got her second Master’s degree when Bill got his Doctorate, and Don asked her if she was going to call him Dr. She immediately shot back, “Sure, as long as he calls me Master!” That’s my kid.
Okay, going to call it for tonight, climb in my nest, and try to get some sleep. Y’all have a good one.