It’s National Tie One On Day!!!

Fran in 50's apron

Me, in my younger days, having tied one one.

Today is National Tie One On Day. If you want to go out and get wasted, be my guest. But I will be in the kitchen tying an apron around my waist – which is the real meaning behind the day, according to the National Day Calendar. Since it’s the day before Thanksgiving, tying on an apron is what most red-blooded Americans will be doing. I’m proud to say I’m one of them.

I will also be making and sharing some food, since my two kids will be here for Thanksgiving and my other son and his family are visiting this weekend. I get to see sweet Brandon, Ingrid and those cute little blonde-headed grandkids, who call me Fran-ma…since I’m not technically their Grandma. But try to convince me of that. Continue reading

A Series of Unfortunate Trees

If we were a family of drinkers, I could understand this tree.  Clearly, the kids decorated it. I love the bucket underneath.

1. If we were a family of drinkers, I could understand this tree. Clearly, the kids decorated it. I love the bucket underneath.

This post is for anyone  stressing out over their house not being perfect for the holidays.  Here’s what I know:

  • I don’t ever remember thinking about what our tree looked like when I was very little, except that I liked to sit and watch the colored lights and play with the wise men and Jesus.
  • I do remember our family being together around the table, talking for hours, and  all the great food we ate with aunts, uncles and cousins dropping by almost constantly.
  • As I got older, I wondered why people chuckled when they came and looked at our trees.
  • Now that I’m looking at these photos, I think I know.
  • Did it matter?  Absolutely not.  If I had to choose between my loving family, or great decor, I’d take family in a nanosecond.
    I remember this as my best childhood Christmas.  I got a large walking doll.  My brothers got a basketball hoop.  Good times.

    2. I remember this as my best childhood Christmas. My sister and I got large walking dolls. My brothers got a basketball hoop. Didn’t remember the tree until this photo.

    My cousin, Nancy and I sitting under the tree.

    3. My cousin, Nancy and I sitting under one of our better trees.

    We must have decided to make up in size what we lacked in decorating prowess.

    4. We must have decided to make up in size what we lacked in decorating prowess.

    Later 70's tree

    5. And the trees kept getting larger. But the jaunty popcorn string is really slimming, don’t you think?