That would be my Dad aka The Farmer. We have had lively discussions the past few days, and he has shared some of his stories with me about his “growing years”. (He’s done that most of my life, but the juicy stories have come out, now that I am officially an Adult, guess I had to get to 50 before that happened).
Things Dad did for entertainment, take the wagon apart, and put it back together ON TOP of the barn, that’s when he was a little tyke.
He’s always been a Farmer at heart, and loves his John Deere. He did a stint in the Navy, and even today, still gets the Navy newspaper. I was born in a Naval Hospital, and then remember San Diego, when he was stationed at Miramar. I was little then, but do have memories, of those times. Dad got out of the Navy, and joined his other love, Airplanes.
He took me across the pond and we lived in England, for me, until I came home at the age of 18, but he stayed there for about 22-24 years, (Okay, I’m working on memory here, and I’m sure it will hit me after he reads this). Dad showed me most of Europe by the time I was 16. It was a fun time in my memory, and we did make lots of memories.
His true love, Annie, and he came back the U.S.A. and I came to live with them for a time. He got back to his roots, and has loved his farmer’s ways. That’s probably why I call him the Farmer.
My Dad turns 79 years old today. When you think about it, that’s a long time. Or as I like to tell him, he is older than dirt. When I look at Dad, I see my Grandma, they are cut from the same cloth, and I see both of them. These people have molded me and tought me a bunch of stuff.
I can only hope to live to be 79 years old and still be in control and full of it, tehe, (I had to add that in there.)
I guess what I am saying is Happy Birthday Dad, I didn’t get you a card, but I will be cooking you a meal that will blow your socks off, and I will be there to spend the day with you and Momma, and the Electrician is coming too.
All those fireworks that are going off, well…the rest of the country is celebrating what a wonderful man you are, oh yea, and America’s birthday too. (wink)
While yesterday was the Birthday party for my two Birthday peeps, today is actually the Electrician’s birthday.
We stayed up kind of late last night, so we slept in this morning. While we were cuddled up snoring, Ms. Baby decided she would come in and sing “Happy Birthday” to her Daddy. Normally, she usually comes in and jumps on my side of bed and peers into my face meowing, then proceeds to kick me with her back legs. I guess she knew it was the Electrician’s birthday, because although she jumped up on the bed on my side, she gently stepped over me and peered into his face and “meowed“, then promptly kicked him with her back paw. Me ? I slept for another 10 minutes, then jumped out of bed.
The Electrician was just waking up, so I went and got us both a cup of coffee, and then I sang Happy Birthday to him. Now, for those of you who follow my blog, you know, I don’t EVER cook this man breakfast. This morning, I cooked French toast and 2 eggs “over-easy” just the way he likes them. I even served his breakfast to him on a decorated tray, so he could eat, while he replied to everyone that wished him a Happy Birthday, on the computer.
We’ve had phone calls all day from various kids, and people calling to wish him Birthday greetings. We had a hilarious call from my “outlaws” and his sister, and we were serenaded by all three. I had to laugh though, because when it came time to say “Happy Birthday to” they all 3 inserted “Happy Birthday to Oink”, “Happy Birthday to You“. Apparently when the Electrician was just a wee little dude, and his sister. who is 3 years younger, tried to say his name it always came out as “Oink”.
We’ve had a very relaxing day, and for those of you that know me, we have 2 computers in the house. The main computer (which I normally use) at the desk and then we have the laptop (which he usually uses). Today, I have given up my computer time and let him use the desktop.
I made him a dinner he had semi-requested, the only thing, is usually on Sundays, I get everything together and he grills it. Today, I cooked everything in my kitchen, and just called him when it was time.
This would be his place setting. Yes, that is a Ribeye Steak cooked to perfection, with some mushrooms cooked in butter, with some Worcestershire sauce thrown in and a couple of cloves of garlic, a baked potato, and also some roasted broccoli and cauliflower , and a bowl of salad (that he loves to smother with sunflower seeds, parmesan cheese, Colby/jack cheese and ranch dressing) .
After dinner, I told him to get lost and I would clean up the kitchen, but my Electrician reminded me of the agreement we made when we got married, oh so many years ago. You see, I HATE to wash dishes. I love to cook, but the clean-up, uhm, not so much. So, he washed and I dried and put away. My kitchen was cleaned up in no time, and we both came downstairs. Seeing as how we were both still tired and in a food coma, we both laid down for a nap.
Supper for us? we are both still kinda full from the feast we had earlier, so our supper will consist sharing a big hunk of cherry cheesecake.
I hope my Electrician has enjoyed his Birthday.
To Him, I say this. Thank you each and everyday for loving me and giving me the life I never thought I would have. I love you to the Moon and back and then some. Thank you for also teaching me all of the life lessons that you have. When we met, I was broken, you gave me faith, and healed me. You taught me not all men hit women, and that I will always be safe around you. You taught me it is ok to disagree, and to also work through any problems we may have. You taught me what it was to miss someone so much, but to know they were on the road working to save their family. You make me laugh, you make me smile, you make me so mad at times, I could strangle you, but then you give me that look, and I start giggling and it’s all good.
Thank you to my Electrician, for giving me and showing me what family was all about. Also, for the power of laughter, and knowing that no matter what we go through, we have each other, because YOU are my rock.
Happy Birthday “Oink”! and here’s to many more!
Today dawned, nice and sunny, with barely any wind. I went and scooped up Cam-Man as usual, and I let him in on a Secret. Today was his Great Grandma’s Birthday. He seemed kinda excited, and as soon as we got to the Farmer’s house, he strutted in as normal, and peeked at his Great G’ma (Momma) who was still sleeping.
I went in and did the normal morning thing with Momma, and then let her sleep for another hour before getting her up. Cam-Man, had decided (while I was cleaning Momma up), to look through the pantry and find what HE wanted for breakfast. So, upon entering the kitchen to Cam-Man having just about everything pulled OUT of the pantry, and came up to me holding a pack of Instant Peaches and Cream Oatmeal. I made his Oatmeal, while he was putting things back INTO the pantry. While Cam-Man was eating, I made the Farmer a breakfast sammich of ham cheese and egg, grilled.
I got the sink ready to wash all the dishes and Cam decided he had to earn his breakfast so….I let him go…Hey, if the kid wants to play in the water and wash dishes, Who am I to stop him? I was right there with him, and he’s figured out how to climb on this chair by himself, and has also figured out how NOT to fall off. By the way just to let you know, my little ham was saying cheese when took the picture.
Anyway, I went in and got Momma up, and dressed her into her new clothes,when all of a sudden, Cam-Man and the Farmer came in and folks WE ALL did therapy together this morning. It was a sight to see. I think Momma got a kick out of it, because she was a little slow starting this morning.
We made it into the front room, and the Farmer left to run some errands, and I went and threw the laundry in the washer, when I came back upstairs this is what I walked into. Cam-Man had his seat for “Word World” and he was watching…
Momma well she was watching too. Momma made the comment today, that she enjoys going through kindergarten again with Cam-Man and it’s funny to me that both of them try to “outdo” each other by yelling out letters. Cam and Momma both sing the ABC song together and it makes my heart melt, because while Cam cannot say all of the letters, Momma helps him out.
This would be Momma, she was all dressed up for her Birthday… and saw me peeking around the corner. I guess she was helping Cam-Man with Word World, and I interrupted.
Today is Momma’s birthday, when the Farmer and I told her Happy Birthday, she was really pleased, and then she got a card from the Farmer and one from a relative. She was opening them when we asked how old she was. Her reply was “Uhm close to 70 right?” “Uhm,Momma you are 68, which I guess is close to 70”.
This is the Farmer and Momma on their wedding day, psst…the anniversary is coming up. They have been married for 31 years. When I look at this picture, I am filled with love for this woman, who married my Dad, and Me.
A lot of people ask me why I take care of her. You know why? Because this is my Momma, she has taken care of the Farmer for a bunch of years, and she’s taken care of me too. She has been a best friend, and a Momma too. Happy Birthday, Momma, it’s hard to do something special, because I can’t bake a cake for you, because you can’t eat it, I can’t have a drink with you because you can’t drink it, But I can do whatever I can to make you comfortable, and love you to pieces, and if kindergarten “Word World” makes you happy, then I’m happy too. P.s. YUP, this is the shirt I was talking about…”Half Irish ALL trouble”..It fits my Momma, in more ways than one.