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Where in the World Isn't Bob Saget?
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Songbird76
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Oh wow! I didn't realize your mother wasn't born and raised in Canada. Did you ever go to England to visit family, or did the whole family come to Canada? My mom's family pretty much all moved from Germany to the US a few generations before she was born, and my dad's family emmigrated from England, Scotland, and Ireland hundreds of years ago, so we didn't really have much foreign influence in my family anymore by the time we were kids.
My mom was raised in the US during WWII. She was an oops, and her 2 older brothers were 10 and 13 years older than her, and her oldest brother was sent to the front lines in Europe. Her dad died when she was two, so her brothers kind of filled the role of father for her, and that oldest brother sent her little presents from Europe. He sent her some little wooden shoes from Belgium, and some lace gloves, a charm bracelet. She talked about air raid drills at home, and she had the ration stamp booklets from war rationing. I have an album with some of the stuff, because she came in and talked to my class about her memories when we were studying WWII in school. She was the age of most other kids' grandparents, which I think somewhat accounts for some of her very antiquated ideas about raising children.
I remember watching an episode of Home Improvement once, and Tim and Jill were babysitting their nieces or something? I remember there was a little girl, and she didn't want to eat whatever they were having and she was screaming and my mom seemed to be really mad, and she kept making comments at the TV like "I'd give that little girl something to scream about!" and in the show, I think they sent the little girl to her room while they ate, and she just screamed away. Dinner was long over with, and she emmerged from her room and said she was hungry, and Jill said she would make her a sandwich, and I remember my mother just fuming, and saying she could just starve if it had been HER child/niece/whatever. She had the chance to eat at dinner, and she didn't, and she certainly wouldn't be given a sandwich afterwards to reward her for her tantrum. She'd have gone hungry if SHE had been in charge and the girl would have had a sore bottom alongside it, because she'd have spanked that girl so hard she'd not have been able to sit for a week. I would never have been allowed to make myself a peanut butter sandwich if I didn't like what was served.
Songbird76
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I thought I'd post some pictures from my walk yesterday.
I had never heard of this, but apparently Hair Ice is an uncommon phenomenon in which ice grows in hair-like structures. It only grows in very specific conditions, on dead wood, I think they said. Anyway, the news has been talking about it and how the conditions this weekend were right for it, and if you wanted to see it, you should go out walking in the woods. My favorite place to walk is on the outskirts of town on a street where there are only a few houses on one side, and a nature park on the other side, with lots of trees, and a little pond, etc. I found a couple of patches of Hair ice, but this one was the only one I could actually get near enough to take a picture where you can see it.
There were a lot of trees with these strings of ice hanging from them, and a lot of bushes and things with frozen spider webs on them, and little shrubs or trees with frozen tips, etc.
Anyway, it was a nice refreshing walk, and so beautiful.
I had never heard of this, but apparently Hair Ice is an uncommon phenomenon in which ice grows in hair-like structures. It only grows in very specific conditions, on dead wood, I think they said. Anyway, the news has been talking about it and how the conditions this weekend were right for it, and if you wanted to see it, you should go out walking in the woods. My favorite place to walk is on the outskirts of town on a street where there are only a few houses on one side, and a nature park on the other side, with lots of trees, and a little pond, etc. I found a couple of patches of Hair ice, but this one was the only one I could actually get near enough to take a picture where you can see it.
There were a lot of trees with these strings of ice hanging from them, and a lot of bushes and things with frozen spider webs on them, and little shrubs or trees with frozen tips, etc.
Anyway, it was a nice refreshing walk, and so beautiful.
donaldtoo
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I always love to hear some history like that…!!!
Both sets of my grandparents spoke fluent Czech, as well as fluent English. They both lived on farms of about 200 acres down in south central Texas.
Both of my parents grew up and worked on those farms, ‘til they graduated from high school, and set out on their own.
My grandparents grew acres of crops like cotton, corn, sorghum, etc., The stories I’ve heard from my parents over the years are many, such as picking cotton and trying to get to that water jug in the shade of a tree, at the end of the next row, as fast as they could…!!!!!
One year, when I was about 11, my grandparents on my Moms side grew a bunch of sugar cane. When we came from No Cal on summer vacation that year, we stripped all the leaves, cut the stalks down and the loaded them on a flatbed trailer. We took them to the farm of a neighbor to make molasses. We fed the stalks into a gas-powered press (back in the day, a mule attached to a long arm walked around the press in a circle to power it). The juice then ran into a large, shallow vat that had a fire/coals under it, and the juice cooked down into molasses…!!!!!
They also had huge gardens, right next to their farmhouses. They grew everything from cucumbers, green beans, okra and tomatoes, to cantaloupe, watermelon, etc.
They also had a lot of cattle, chickens, hogs, etc.
My grandmothers loved their “lady-like” things, such as Sunday dresses, doilies, flowers, etc., but they both could also just as easily don their boots, apron, bonnet and holstered hatchet, and head out to the hen house…a little later we’d all have fresh chicken noodle (homemade noodles) soup…!!!!!
Back in earlier days, they even did things like churn their own butter.
I remember having fresh milk from the cows.
Also, my grandmothers would scrape the cream off the top of the fresh milk, and then put it on a saucer with a little sugar and cinnamon…sooo good…!!!!!
Sorry, I, obviously, took a bit of another trip down memory lane there, and I could go on, but I won’t…you know your gettin’ older when these “trips” happen more often…!!!!!
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Goofyernmost
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Family from my fathers side came from London, England in the 1600's with a land grant from the King for somewhere in the Boston area. Generations started wandering to north/west and ended up, after many mongrel incarnations, near the Canadian border where I was hatched. In the meantime there was French Canadian influence and even American/Canadian Indian connection somewhere along the line. Unfortunately, since no records were kept of Indian births or deaths that particular branch ended there.
On my Mothers side we could only research back two generations. Her Father had been adopted and his along with all my grandmothers family record connections were lost in a fire at the public records building in Albany, NY years before, so who knows. I tried doing a family tree of that side of my heritage but kept running into walls.
On my Mothers side we could only research back two generations. Her Father had been adopted and his along with all my grandmothers family record connections were lost in a fire at the public records building in Albany, NY years before, so who knows. I tried doing a family tree of that side of my heritage but kept running into walls.
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rshell68
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I bet you had some good pierogi!!
JenniferS
When you're the leader, you don't have to follow.
You know it!
Despite Baba being Polish though, we called it pedahah. Her borscht and cabbage rolls were also top notch.
JenniferS
When you're the leader, you don't have to follow.
Have you ever considered trying one of those commercial DNA-testing kits? Once your results get put into their database, you sometimes discover relatives you never knew about. Within hours, if they need money or a kidney.
Pretty much all schools around us were called off tomorrow due to dangerous windchills. Staff have to do something, though. Not sure what yet, but we have to do something. That's our new superintendent's new rule. If there's a day off, staff still have to work.
This was my childhood. I raised my children the same.
donaldtoo
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OK, so I ran across this bit from an old CMT talk show that was hosted by Ralph Emery back in the day. It’s 2 silly bird jokes told by a guy named Sammy. He was 1/2 of the country music comedy duo “The Geezinslaw Brothers” from here in Austin. The other half of the duo was a guy named Son, and he never talked, similar to Penn and Teller before there was a Penn and Teller.
Sammy was also a local morning country radio talk show host here in Austin for many years.
Not sure if any of y’all will find it funny, but it still cracks me up to this day…!!!!!
Sammy was also a local morning country radio talk show host here in Austin for many years.
Not sure if any of y’all will find it funny, but it still cracks me up to this day…!!!!!
Goofyernmost
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Seems like we always asked what we were having for dinner. I don't remember ever being asked what we would like. (Except Birthdays) Everything else was parents choice.
ajrwdwgirl
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We are off tomorrow, probably would have closed today if the students weren't already off. We still had our professional development day. Teaching staff/paras don't have to go in tomorrow but I might since I missed three days last week to due to a family issue that I had to go to Florida for. I probably should have stayed in Florida, it was nice and warm there.
We had a morning of PD today and the afternoon was worktime for grades & report cards for the end of the semester.
Mr Ferret 75
Thank you sir. You were an inspiration.
That was my childhood also.
