A night of ART

We all gathered at the kitchen table tonight for a group art session.

It started out with my daughter asking if I wanted to do something fun. "Hum?" What is she up to I thought. When I came into the kitchen there she was with a hand full of brushes, a box full of paints and a folder full of art paper. Then we were joined by my son and his girlfriend. He put on some creative music ( The Beatles) and then the creating started. It's amazing how those creative juices flow. How do you like my dishes I used for the paint? I didn't have and paper plates. That's ok they wash. Ha ha Oh I almost forgot, there was an ice cream break! Here I am work and in deep thought. A master piece is created. My son Colin did the photography for me. I think he did a super job. Hum? Art can also be on a arm or hand. A good time was had by all.

Thanks for stopping by. Hope you enjoyed the show.

My Daughter's Christmas Tree

I have been real busy the past few weeks. My family and I have been Christmas shopping, decorating, cooking and cleaning. All of my children were here for Thanksgiving and we took lots of photos.

I even went on line and down loaded our Christmas photo to send out to all our family and friends. Don't laugh, but my boys were having a beer while watching the games. Ha ha! Check this out.

We were playing around with some photo editing options. This is the 60' look.

I just can't stand it! I have such good looking kids. I know all mothers say that. Lol!

So this is afew close up snaps of my daughter's green tree in her room!

And here are some of her fav ornaments. I know, I know she picked them out.

Got to love the pig!

This photo she took of herself in the mirror. Not sure what was going on but I love the texture. Maybe it's was just a dirty mirror. Ha ha! I think it looks sorta vintage.

Hope you are having a super weekend! Thanks for not forgetting me.

Train Spotting

This is the little town in Missouri I grew up in. Well one of three, but all in the same general area. My dad was raised a farmer and also had milking cows. When he left the farm the first town we moved to was Elmer. He ran a feed store call MFA. I started the first grade there. I remember my sister and I walked to school every day. We had to walk across these railroad tracks. Being a little kid they seamed really big! I hated to cross them. I would run as fast as I could to the other side. The bigger kids would tell us a story about a (slow) person that was killed by a fast moving train. LOL!

Wowszers! That really freaked me out!

A couple of years ago I went back for a visit and decided to visit that small little town and show it to my daughter. Yep! Small town! Even smaller than I remembered. I told her about the fast train and the really w i d e tracks that scared me so much. Just imaging little Peggy running for her life so the train wouldn't get her! Listen people I was only 5 years old! Show some sympathy.

Oh my gosh! Here it comes. So I didn't make this up. It's still here!

All of a sudden the bells start ringing and the gate starts coming down. That startled us a little since we were standing on the tracks! How was I suppose to know the train from hell would be coming at that precise time?

So picture this, my daughter makes a bee line for the truck! Little Peggy all over again. I couldn't stop laughing!

Oh my! What a day. We had such a good time. My daughter kept asking, "How could you live in a town that small?" Ah yes, the good old days. ( Lucky for you I won't tell you the story about the little girl that followed me home everyday to bully me.) See ya. xoxo