A decade (plus) has passed since my parents came to live with me and my husband and our three sons. Sometimes I laugh, or cry or pull my hair out, but it has not been boring. Even the most mundane days are enlivened by unprompted remarks and unintentional antics of my parents that I lovingly refer to as Elder Folktales.
Sunday, December 31, 2017
Ugly Christmas Sweater 2017
Another school year, another ugly sweater fashion statement with my friend Sharon. I showed Mom my creation made from all the Christmas pins I have received throughout the years. As always, Mom has a clever way with words. "It certainly isn't ugly, BUT it certainly isn't cute either.” I'll let you decide.
Saturday, December 30, 2017
T'was the Morning of Christmas
T’was the
morning of Christmas, when all through the house, the doggies were hungry and
bounded about.
The
lottery tickets were arranged on the couch with great care, with dreams of
winning danced in the air.
And Mom
in her warm jacket, did grumble and gripe, “Why can’t she buy one that fits
just right!”
With her
arms full of presents, all shiny and new, Mom sprang from her walker, she knew
exactly what to do.
She tore
open each gift with vigor and vim, and all of a sudden she started to grin.
When what
to her wondering eyes did appear, a diminutive daughter hovering near. A bundle of gifts she placed on her lap, and
then with laugh, she started to clap.
The last
present she declared with delight, “This is one I surely will like.” The description was puzzling its true, but
what a creative idea from you. Basic
amplifier device for the ear, improves sound waves and makes them clear.
With a
wink of her eye and a twist of her head, I knew I had something to dread. She
spoke not a word as she tore through the wrapping, and I was worried because her
twinkling eyes were flashing.
And laying
a finger aside of her nose, giving a nod up, up, up the finger it rose. I heard
her exclaim as I ran out of sight – “You better hope I win the lottery
tonight!”
PS: I had
to make sure that the amplifier worked properly, so I serenaded Mom with Christmas
carols to get her in the proper Christmas spirit. After about 30 minutes of
singing, Mom said, “Why don’t you take a break?” I said, “I’m fine, I
could sing for hours.” Mom replied, “No, really, TAKE A BREAK!” I
guess she doesn’t appreciate live entertainment.
Sunday, June 4, 2017
Vocabulary Lesson
Directions: Underline the vocabulary word, provide a definition and use it in a sentence.
1. Stroller - n; a wheeled device used by Elderfolk to move slowly across a
smooth surface; walker.
"I was properly trained in the use of my stroller."
2. Go-cart - n; a wheeled device used by Elderfolk to move quickly across a
smooth surface; walker
"Look how fast I can move with my go-cart."
3. Buttonhook - n; an appliance used to remove items that are on a high shelf; hanger.
"I pulled all those hats down from the shelf in my closet with the buttonhook.
4. Pillow Case - n; small plastic compartmentalized box for holding daily medications; pill box
"I lost my Tuesday pillow case behind the recliner."
5. Pop - v. to pass on, push up daisies, kicked the bucket.
"Don't throw out those shoes, so I can wear them when I pop."
1. Stroller - n; a wheeled device used by Elderfolk to move slowly across a
smooth surface; walker.
"I was properly trained in the use of my stroller."
2. Go-cart - n; a wheeled device used by Elderfolk to move quickly across a
smooth surface; walker
"Look how fast I can move with my go-cart."
3. Buttonhook - n; an appliance used to remove items that are on a high shelf; hanger.
"I pulled all those hats down from the shelf in my closet with the buttonhook.
4. Pillow Case - n; small plastic compartmentalized box for holding daily medications; pill box
"I lost my Tuesday pillow case behind the recliner."
5. Pop - v. to pass on, push up daisies, kicked the bucket.
"Don't throw out those shoes, so I can wear them when I pop."
Saturday, May 27, 2017
Memorial Day 2017
Another Memorial Day has passed. I still miss him and his anecdotal stories about just about everything. I went to Whitemarsh Memorial Park to see the American Flags that are raised every year to honor veterans. Pop loved see them as we drove by. I'm not ashamed to admit I cried thinking about him.
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