Thursday, January 4, 2018

What I said what he heard

In My Mind's Eye.....
I will never forget all the wonderful memories and students I met while working at N C State University for 25 years.
In 1969 my the first department I worked in was Mechanical and Aerospace Engineering.
There was a delightful young man from India.  His name was Jeelani.
What a true joy and pleasure it was to know him.  Each morning he would come by to say hello and we'd talk.  He had a beautiful British accent which I loved hearing and he liked my Southern accent.  He, like all the international students I met over the years, was eager to learn all the things about North Carolina that he could.
Here is a cliff note version of our conversation...and yes remember it all these years later.  It was most memorable:


Jeelani: Could you please recommend an extra curricular activity that is 100% all about North Carolina. 
Me: Absolutely there is a Shagging class starting next week at the Student Union, 
Jeelani: (with a most confused and horrified look on his face) they have Shagging classes on campus
Me: Yes but you will need a partner
Jeelani: A partner??? are you serious?
Me:  Finally I took notice of the horrified look on his face and said oh if you don't have a partner or if you don't like to dance, we can find something else for you to do.
Jeelani: All of a sudden a look of calm and peace came over his face...Shagging means Dancing here?
Me: Yes what does it mean where you come from? 
Jeelani: Well I don't mean to talk about this in mixed company but Shagging  is a slang for an intimate relationship between a man and a woman.
Me: Now I'm the one with the horrified look on my face.  This was the first time in all my 21 year I ever knew there was another definition for Shagging.

Jeelani spoke the Queen's English....I spoke Southern English similar but totally different.
I can truly say over the years I learned more from all the wonderful students than they ever learned from me.

Now for your viewing pleasure here is a short video of a shagging demonstration by 
Champion Shaggers




The below video is of the singing group Alabama, lead by Randy Owens singing 
Alabama's signature song.


Here are a few verses of the song.  All of the places/ bands mentioned in the song were real.
Myrtle Beach was the spot to be in the 1960s!!

Well the Magic Attic's where the music rolls
And the Army-Navy's got ol Jackie Soul
Down on Peaches Corner there are Good Ol'Boys
and Mother Fletcher's makin' lots of noise 
They're dancin' shaggin' on the boulevard
Well the Tams are playin at the Port-o-Call
And the Drifters underneath the Boardwalk
At the Spanish Galleon and Ol' Fat Jacks
Jukebox playin' and the place is packed
You bet they're dancin' shaggin' on the boulevard

Got the top down and the traffic's slow
Sun fun week and we all go
Where the girls are sunnin' and a lookin' good
I never met them but I wish I could
The Embers singin' up on Ocean Drive
And the Castaways are getting loud tonight
At the Electric Circus they all gettin' down
And the Carousels spinnin' 'round and round
See them dancin' Shaggin' on the boulevard...

Monday, December 18, 2017

In My Mind's Eye I will never forget ....


 Our daughter's First Real Christmas

Technically this is her 2nd Christmas; however, since she was only 4 months
old on her first Christmas we call this her First Real Christmas.
December 25 1972.
This picture is engraved in my mind forever. As you can see by this picture,
she was very surprised. Truly Christmas through the eyes of a child.
The next picture is what she was looking at that had her so excited
Note we had the Christmas Tree in her playpen to keep the inquisitive
hands of a 16 month old safe.
As always I thank you for stopping by to see me today.

Tuesday, December 5, 2017

In My Mind's Eye

It looks like Christmas in a skillet


It taste like a bowl full of love especially when you are getting over
the creeping crud.

It is our new favorite soup, so easy usually you have all the ingredients in the pantry
except for fresh spinach.
If you are interested here is the recipe.
Official title
Hearty Italian Sausage Soup
by Eileen Overturf
Before the recipe, she  says her brother in law says it is the best soup he has ever had and we agree

Ingredients
1 lb Italian sausage (I always use 1/2 lb  or 2 1/2 sausage links)
sausage casing removed and sliced
1 onion chopped
2 cloves garlic minced
1 tsp olive oil
2 cans (14 oz each) low sodium chicken broth
1 cup water
1 can (15 oz cannellini beans rinsed and drained
(sometimes I used navy or great northern)
1 can (14.5 oz) stewed tomatoes undrained
1-1  1/2 cup rotini pasta uncooked
1- 1 1/2 cups baby spinach leaves
(we like spinach I use  a little more, it cooks down)
1/2 cup 2% grated mozzarella cheese
(we use grated Asiago and Romano)
saltine crackers
1 Tbsp. oregano
salt and pepper to taste
Directions:
1. COOK sausage, onions and garlic in olive oil, in large sauce pan (I use my electric skillet) 10 minutes stirring frequently
2. ADD next 4 ingredients and seasonings.  Bring to a boil, stir in pasta, cook 8 minutes or until tender. Remove from heat.
3. STIR in spinach, cover.  Let stand for 5 min.  top with cheese, serve with crackers.


Sunday, November 26, 2017

Ghost of Christmases Past or Not

We are the first and only family to live in our house.
We moved here just a few months shy of our daughter's 12th birthday.
No one else except the 3 of us have ever lived here,  or HAVE THEY?

However, for at least the last 15 or 20 years  we have been receiving
mail for two people
Milton Bedford and Barbara Upchurch 
Upchurch is our last name but we have no relatives named Barbara
(THIS IS 100% true).

The day we moved in it was was hotter than blue blazes.
By the time the movers left we were starving and about to grill some hot dogs when the skies opened it was raining sideways.  Plan B was to cook inside, once I found some cookware. I was ready to fix a quick meal on our new stove but it had no power.  When my husband pulled it away from the wall,
we saw it had not *'piggy tail', back in the 80's this was the long cord that attached the short stove cord then wall outlet.  We never had this issue with our first house.
Thank goodness for peanut butter.
When we turned on the a/c, there was no *cool air...just hot.  We quickly put linens on our beds falling in them near exhaustion.
In the wee hours of the morning, I was awaken by the sharp little fingers of my daughter poking me in the arm and quietly saying, Mommy, mommy wake up, wake up. With one eye opened, I replied what ever is the matter. She replied, my sheets and my blanket  and my pillow are not on my bed.
Now both of my eyes are open.  I told her she probably just kicked them off and could not find them.
So upstairs we go. When I turned on her light she really and truly had no linens or a blanket and her pillow was missing too.
I put my finger to my mouth, saying shhh we need to go get Daddy.  I grabbed her hand we took the steps 2 at a time. By now Toto the mighty mini Dachshund is also awake and happy as
a lark because he is sure he is going to be fed.
Then we both are poking Daddy in the arm (he was fast a sleep).  When we told him he immediately jumped out of the bed.  He said how can that be we made up both beds.
The 3 of us and the mighty Toto all head into the den.  Daddy turns on the light and
lo and behold all of my daughter's bedding is piled in a heap on the couch.
WE all exchanged looks of confusion....WHAT IN THE WORLD was going on,
how did the bedding get downstairs on the couch.  To be quite honest I was sure someone or something was in the house. My practical hubby was pretty that was not the case.
IN all her 11 1/2 years our daughter had never sleep walked. However, sleep walking was the only
answer.  She must have been so very tired, maybe dreaming about making the bed or who knows what and just got up and took all the bedding off.  The puzzling thing though was how in the
world did she make it down the stairs with all that bedding in her arms.  She was quite petite and only 5'2" today.  Did it take more than one trip or did she have help? LOL
From that day forward, she never did anything unusual in her sleep or awake.


In My Mind's Eye I have wondered about Milton and Barbara.  None of the mail we receive for either is bills or personal mail.  Many many times I have written on the envelopes "Addressee not at this address. return to sender".  The envelope  makes its way back to us. Once I asked our mailman what to do?  He said,  if we return it to sender and it comes back to just discard.  Are they real people, how did their names get linked to our address?  What do they look like, are they gainfully employed or are they the unnamed friendly spirits from the 1980's?
This neighborhood was farming land before it was developed.  Even if here were homes here before our neighborhood was developed,  the street name and address of our house was not the original name.  It was a rural road not even in the city.
Today, November 26, 2017,  29 days before Christmas 2017,
I am putting this story to rest.  I declare
Milton and Barbara are friendly elves.
Maybe that night the bedding disappeared they were testing our sense of humor.

INTRODUCING Barbara and Milton our resident Ghostly elves!!


*Ironically the house passed inspection before we moved.
 However, just days before closing the realtor said he would  buy a mirror for the  half bath because w/o a mirror in there it would not pass inspection.  So NO mirror in the 1/2 bath would put the brakes on our move but evidently no power to the stove a malfunctioning a/c would not?
An urgent call to the builder the next day solved both of these issues.

Friday, November 24, 2017

Thankful for God's Grace and healing hands

Four years ago today, November 24, 2013, at 10:30 am, my precious 
daughter called us to tell us that her husband, who had just celebrated his 42nd bday on 11/22/13, had a stroke and he was being transported by ambulance from their home to Greenville, NC, the Vidant Medical Center, part of East Carolina University's Medical College.
We got dressed and headed to Greenville. I quickly 
posted the below on Madi and Mom's blog.


Sunday, November 24, 2013


Family emergency


MOM HERE : Sunday night


MY SON IN LAW IS IN THE HOSPITAL....VERY SICK. THERE WILL BE MANY TESTS TOMORROW TO DETERMINE THE EXTENT OF HIS ILLNESS AND PROGNOSIS.
I WILL ADVISE as I can
Prayers are greatly appreciated

Hugs

Cecilia

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

HAPPY THANKSGIVING and update




HUGS 
MADI AND MOM
Mom here:
My son in law is making excellent progress. 
Long story short he had a stoke on Sunday.
He does not have any underlying problems to cause a stroke.
Over the last few weeks he has had a horrible cough due to allergies. All the severe 
coughing caused a tear in his carotid artery which caused a clot.
Thanks to excellent medical attention at his local hospital and then being transferred
to another excellent facility with more expertise in strokes. The last few days he has 
gone from not being able to talk and having no feeling on his right side to talking 
yesterday. Today he regained feeling on his right side and actually 
walking with the PT. We are thankful for each and every small blessing w his progress and for you prayers.



Today November 24, 2017 
I am so thankful to say my precious son in law with the help
of God,  excellent doctors, 3 months of Physical Therapy and a devoted and loving wife, my daughter, made a full recovery.  By April 2014 he was back a work and continues to thrive and live and love.

He is Dad to my grand kitties Mia and Frisco

My beautiful daughter and handsome son in law holding Mia

I'm holding Frisco

Tuesday, November 14, 2017

If Barns could talk

what do you think these would say?

I love seeing old barns when we take road trips.  I always
have my camera ready.


My mind's eye has given the photos titles all photos taken from the car window

The leaves from this huge tree added interesting texture to the photo



Was this a home?  It has a front door and the lean to on the right side could have been a carport

This one is a bit of a mystery.  It appears to have 2 front doors a large opening that could have been a
stable of sorts.  I say this because there is a door on the 2nd level that was probably for storing hay.
Taking the photos while riding gave an interesting effect to the leaves and grass too

There is a chimney on the large building so it was probably a home at one point
All 3 buildings are attached. Maybe the middle one was a kitchen?
The smaller one reminds me of a structure my Great Uncle had for curing tobacco.
Or maybe it was storing firewood??


This structure was a tobacco barn years ago.  Now it is a potting shed for
the Cedar Creek Gallery.  Majestic heron sculpture sits in front
Sleeping garden gnome 


Thank you for stopping by!

Monday, November 6, 2017

"Shell" we talk collectively

I am a collector of special things but not a hoarder of anything. 
 I don't shop at antique malls. I collect things that have special meanings. 
 I know my limits and my storage capacity.  

One of my favorite things to do at the beach is look for sea shells or sea rocks.

The size of these tiny perfectly shaped miniatures are treasures.  With all the recent
hurricanes and beach erosion I expect these are no longer available.
I did a wee bit of research on miniature shells here
They are used in crafting.  I expect those are ones that were made by man
These were found by my hands on the beach and have been cared for with TLC

Here is a photo of the cases closed and sealed.  The top of each case has a magnifying glass.




My most prized finds on the Crystal Coast of North Carolina are by these
four sand dollars and a sea sponge

The proper name for this little duckie is a cut glass salt cellar.

I have always just adored it.  I have no idea how old it is.  I
know my sweet Mother-in-law Margie loved it.  She loved all types of cut glass
I'll be showing you a few of her pieces today.


Click here to see more of these adorable little salt cellars in all colors and
all kinds of critters

Below are a few more pieces of treasures I have that belonged to Margie, my mother-in-law.
She was a wonderful cook and set a beautiful table.



Her deviled eggs and chicken salad were the BEST EVER!!
Franciscan Desert Rose Platter

I also have her Franciscan Desert Rose  heart shaped dish.
I use both of these dishes often.





In My Mind's Eye I can still see her food in each of these special pieces. 


Are you a collector? If so, what do you collect and why?

What I said what he heard

In My Mind's Eye..... I will never forget all the wonderful memories and students I met while working at N C State University for 25 ...