I still miss my mom like hell. Today's my mom's birthday. She would have been 77 today. Not a day goes by that I dont miss her. In fact I would love it if she were her when her 2nd great granddaughter had been born. I know had she lived those greats would have been spoiled more than what grandma and grandpa do. She was alive when our oldest grandson was born but by that time she was so sick, that she never got to enjoy him. Worse part was my sister had a baby just 3 months before my grandson was born so it was difficult for her having 2 babies at the same time and not be able to enjoy them like I know she would and could have had she not been sick. How I miss her. It is ever more difficult now around this time of year. Thanksgiving and Christmas was her time of year. She was one for getting the family rallied around. Oh we had those family members which we would rather have never had to speak to again, those family members who we spoke to but watched all our silver, and those family members who were ok to socialise with just one time of the year and those family members whom we only spoke with by phone. But somehow mom managed to keep in touch with them all regardless of our opinions. Because at this time of year no matter if you were considered part of the black sheep of the family you were family and mom made sure she included you for just one day of the year. There are many family members who thought my mom was an angel and she was she really was but not the reason they think. Mom would but her true feelings for these family members to the back and just celebrated the day with her family. She would talk laugh and get mad then yell then swear she was never gonna do it ever again. lol. I cant remember hom many times I heard next year Im not cooking. Yet next year would come and she would be the first to start preparing for Thanksgiving. Mom always made goose. and this oyster thingy that if she ever had a recipe for it she kept it well hidden. BUT alas I was a good (choke) daughter and helped her every year so I knew how she made it. But to be honest I asked her one year (thankfully before she got sick) how it was made and she told me so I can make it now. I have gone online and did a search for a recipe because I just wasnt sure of amounts and found one. so I can make it. When Mr Gab and I were first married and we went there for thanksgiving Mr Gab asked her one day where the turkey was. Mom got very angry and said no turkey just goose. And Mr gab the sweetheart that he is goes but I want turkey isnt that what Thanksgiving is about the turkey? OH I LOVE THAT MAN! Let's start trouble with your inlaws at the dinner table. Well, mom calmly said you want turkey you buy it and make it yourself. And so the next year Mr Gab bought the turkey and brought it with for me to cook. yeah with one oven it was a little hard to cook both. We all ate the goose at dinner time and the turkey alot later. Then we discovered the microwave. I had to try cooking a turkey about 3 times before I had it the way we wanted it to be. Once I had mastered that we would buy a turkey and the ingreadents for stuffing and loaded it all and my microwave into the car and take it all to mom's. Set it up and most of the time had to let the microwave warm up before starting to cook. But that was ok cause all I needed was 9999 to cook the turkey. Yep that is the cooking time needed for a 10lb turkey. And boy do I miss my microwave. It's still in SD. So I cook it in the oven here. I tried this microwave, but its kinda small and it takes like forever. I just dont know what the differences are but if anything ever happens to my one in SD I sure hope I can find one like it to cook my turkeys.
Another time and I swear I do love Mr Gab but honestly he is too direct when he should be more meek and quiet...lol......BUT..... he isnt and so one saturday at dinner my mom cooked macaroni and tomatoes. We are all done eating and sitting at the table chatting when Mr Gab says to my mom have you ever thought of adding hamburger to that? And my dad was like oh hey that sounds good add some meat to that. OH BOY OH BOY did my mom get mad!!! Under her breathe she was like we've ate it this way for years then you come in and upset it all! But the next time she made macaroni and tomatoes she added hamburger.
When Mr Gab and I were dating my mom was the one on our side. My dad didnt like Mr Gab at all.....you know no man good enough for his daughter. anyways my mom was the one who ran interferance so Mr Gab and I could go out. And when we got married my mom was there at the wedding but not my dad. He claimed he couldnt take off work. But he has come around....especially when Mr Gab could do carpenter work, and was willing to take his weekend to work with my dad on many different projects. I know on more than one occasion my dad tried to scare Mr Gab off even after we got married. But my mom to the rescue again. She pointed out 1) did you really wanna make me unhappy? 2) did you really wanna do it by yourself? 3) if you scare him off she will be moving back in with baby n all! Thats all it took. By our 10th wedding anniversary I think my dad finally realised that we werent a fly by night marriage that we truely love each other and planned on staying together no matter what he threw at us.
Ive gotten off the subject which was HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM WHERE EVER YOU ARE.
I miss you and love you lots