Final Friday Fiction: Christmas Past

Today we are once again thrilled to be pawticipating in YAM-Aunty's

Today is May 25 in seven months it will be Christmas so today, it is not
fiction; however, YAM is all about history and memories so today I have a......


Flashback to Christmas 1954... (photos developed 1/55)

First of all pardon the head dresses (more on that later*) my Mom and I were wearing.
 That year I was torn between being a tomboy and a prissy missy.
  I asked for cowboy or Indian suit,( shown in the chair you see the Indian suit and drum there was also an Indian headdress but I couldn't find the picture) a Betsy Wetsy doll not pictured. Betsy came with a bottle, you put water in it then feed her..then she wet her pants.  

There is quite a bit of history in this picture engraved in my mind forever.
We lived with my Annie Ma, aka my mom's Mother until 1956.  In the center of the room is the oil fired heater  a kettle of water was always sitting on the top.  I think it was an early 'humidifer'.   The water in the kettle would not boil but it would steam. My mom is in the doorway watching.  See the large wall of glass behind her.  It was a huge built in closet in Annie Ma's room.  I will take the opportunity to tell you I was a bit of a handful as a child.  Once my cousins and I were running through the room (I'm sure Annie Ma was hollering DO NOT RUN). I fell toward the glassed closet broke a pane in it.  I almost cut my left ring finger off.  They had to take me the ER.  I'm told once we arrived I started screaming and kicking and slinging blood all over the ER.  They finally had to put me in a straight jacket so they could put stitches in my finger.  I still have the scar starts at the first joint and winds around up to the side of my nail.   

I also asked for a new watch and charm bracelet pictured below
*Also pictured below is the fancy hair do you got when you
slept with your hair rolled in bobby pins and your head wrapped in the head thing.

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Thoroughly Poetic Pictorial Thursday

Today we join Two  SPOILED CAT 

Angel Sammy and Teddy for their poetic pictorial poem.

There is today's photo prompt

Cloud formations fascinate me

I stare and I stare until the things I see

come forth to keep me company.

My mind's eye sees faces and sometimes places.

Each is embraced as a gift divine.

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What I see in this formation is the head and neck of a lady of the 18th century.

Her hair is in a bun (left side of photo). The sunbeams appear as blink on her long graceful neck.

Wordy Wednesday: Versatile Blogger Award

 Barking from the Bayou Boys: Pierre and Bentley tagged us with this lovely award..

We thank them and their assistant.  

Lastly, tell your nominator and readers 7 interesting things about yourself. 

Mom and I are seniors and aren't good a following rules.  Here are 7 things  we two seniors.  We'd love to share this award with EVERYONE... so grab the badge and start writing.

Madi:

1. I am not nor was I ever a lap kitty
2. In 2005, Mom and Dad went to Alaska. I gained 2 lbs in 11 days. Needless to say
I did not let their absence get in the way of eating.
3. My paws have never touched the ground at least not after I was 2 months old.
4. I'm spoiled (I know that is a surprise)

5. I do not sit in anyone's lap!! Much to the dismay of Mom
(the first family kitty was 100% lap kitty)
6.I was a wild child when the peeps first brought me home.**
7.Once  I was lost for 2 hours...not to worry though I knew exactly where I was...sleeping
peacefully in Mom and Dad's closet.
Mom:
1. I'm proud to say I can drive a stick shift
2. I was Senior Class Marshall in High School
(this means I kept order in the midst of chaos...good training for being Mom to a Diva Cat)
3. When I was about 3 years old I cut my own hair and I cut the hair of
the family Collie, Lady, and Lady's puppies. Luckily no humans or puppies were harmed!!
4. I took accordion lessons for 3 years.
5.When I was 5, I was caught in the act of eating a stick of butter.
6. I was also described as a wild child**
7. At 2 years old I was a cover girl on the Co-operative Exchange magazine.

(I know you've never heard of it. LOL My mom worked for the company.
I was on the Easter edition holding baby chicks.

Tuesday Tale...

Subtitle: The Diva and the Duvet
Southern version of the Princess and the Pea

Monday Sparks

Mom and I will be pawticipating in this Monday fun spreading pet cheer and positive vibes.