Gerry arrived in a rented pickup yesterday at noon with four squirrel dogs for him and his dad to give Jake some hunting practice. They have been at it off and on ever since being in the woods together and enjoying male camaraderie. Gerry had gotten up at 3 to drive to Birmingham to pick up three new dogs there. Katherine asked in front of her aide, “Well, is he still bigger than life?” I assured her that was still true, and we explained that to the aide. Things are always exciting when Gerry is around.
Later in the evening when I came home from Katherine’s, Jeannie had arrived with Elijah and Cecelie. (Rick is going to Florida to be with his mother and two brothers for a family wedding down there.)
Erin ran over this morning from her Gma Shirley’s in order to get her three-miles of running in. After a good but short visit, her dad took her back to Gma Shirley’s and brought Geri Ann over, who has now gone hunting with the men. Jeannie is on her bike enjoying the beautiful summer weather we have today. She was at Katherine’s until after midnight last night and will be helping there later today. Brian and Mary Ellen are on the way down and have probably reached their Marion house by now. Brianna had school today, so she and Trent will be arriving later today. With all the coming and going, I have trouble keeping up with who is here and who is where.
I had five pork chops thawed for lunch; and although I rarely fry anything, I decided an easy lunch would be pork chops with biscuits and gravy to go with the four-bean salad that I know Gerry likes. (The chops were good if caloric.) I opened a gallon-size can of peaches and made slice-off cookies for dessert. Then I realized there were seven in the house at lunch time, so I left two pork chops whole for Gerry and Gerald, who had hunted all morning, and cut the other three in half. I knew the kids—all light eaters--would probably not eat an entire chop anyhow. I was somewhat shocked at the end of the meal to see the two chops and one half chop left on the platter—but two had not eaten meat. So before I put things away, I phoned Mary Ellen and Brian to say come over and finish up lunch here—but they had stopped to eat on the way down. So there are two and a half chops left for supper to go with the ham I baked yesterday morning for the men to eat when Gerry arrived.
I just went up stairs and turned off the big pot of sweet potatoes boiling, so I can make the mashed sweet potato casserole that Aunt Clela used to make—brown sugar and cinnamon with marshmallows on top. When Gerry is here for a holiday, I always make that rather than candied ones. (When Gerald and I are alone, I only serve baked sweet potatoes, broiled meat, and desserts made with a non-sugar product.) Vickie will bring the deviled eggs that Erin loves—me too. Ingredients are laid out for the green bean casserole that Mary Ellen usually makes for us, although she usually brings the ingredients; and if she did, I am ready for Christmas—usually the only two meals I serve green beans that way.
Facebook has been full of so many people posting a daily thank you for good things in their lives. I did not participate, but I have enjoyed reading their posts and then thinking of my own gratitude for so much. Right now I am enjoying laughter and beautiful music by grandchildren in the house. Two of our three college grandchildren are studying special education. I cannot express the gratitude and thrill I felt as I listened to the two of them talking to each other about their participation in classrooms with special needs children.
To top today off, I turned on the news and found there was a peace fire between Israel and Gaza. What wonderful news.
Gerald got the turkey from the freezer for me Saturday, and it should be thawed for me to put it in the pan this evening to be ready to place in the oven at 6 in the morning. I made pies Saturday, but they are in the freezer except one I had kept out for Gerry’s arrival yesterday. I may make some more tonight with store-bought roll-out dough, and just leave the frozen ones for Christmas. I will see how this evening goes now that I have taken a break to rest and blog.
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