Tuesday, April 29, 2014
Today I am pausing and counting my blessings.
I am blessed with a wonderful family, great friends, and good health.
I look forward to waking up each day and conquering what ever is before me.
Over the last two months I have lost some very dear friends.
They have made that final journey into Heaven.
God has blessed me with their friendship for many years.
Now, I have memories so I accept and rejoice in that knowledge.
I continue to count my blessings that I am able to grow old,
but it would be nice to keep the body and mind that I have now,
but just let the years roll on without creating wrinkles and mindless games.
Now, what was I doing?????
Oh yes, counting my blessings!!!
Wednesday, April 23, 2014
Grandmamma, is it my fault that Mama and Daddy got a divorce?
If I had been different would they have made another choice?
Maybe if I had brushed my teeth until they shine
Done my homework always on time
Maybe if I had kept my room clean and done my chores
Maybe I asked for too many toys when we went into stores
I promise I went to school and did my best
I tried to pass every spelling test
I just know it was my fault, Grandmamma, so what do I do?
I heard the whispers and they said they were through
Are they through with me or just each other?
I can't stand the thoughts of not having a Daddy and a Mother
So, Grandmamma, you say in no way it was my fault
And I should never give that another thought
You tell me that in time it will get better
But for now, Grandmamma, I think I will write them a letter
So dear Mama and Daddy, if it was something I have done
I promise I will change and I will be a better son
I promise I will not ask for a single Christmas toy
In this whole wide world I will be the best boy
So, if you can see in your hearts to change this thing called divorce
I know in MY heart we could figure out another choice
Well, Grandmamma, I wrote them a letter
But I don't think things will get any better
Grandmamma, please wipe away all my tears!
Will you hold me tight and squeeze out all these fears?
You tell me adults sometimes do things that is silly and dumb
I guess you are right cause just look what Mama and Daddy have done
No, it wasn't my fault but Mama and Daddy are to blame
Now, I'll no longer hold my head down in shame
No, it's not my fault my family isn't together
So, I will love them equally forever and ever
But when I say my prayers and then close my eyes at night
I will still wish that things were the same and everything was all right
Poem by Phyllis f McManus
Art by Jenny Zovein
Copyright 2011 by Phyllis f McManus
Monday, April 21, 2014
There are times that I think would be wonderful if I could just slip back into my childhood and relive some of those wonderful, carefree days. This is one of those days that I wish I could turn back time. I have several good friends that will soon be making their final journey to Heaven and even though I know there will be no more pain and suffering my heart still hurts for the family.
If you were lucky while growing up you are surrounded by nothing but dreams of what tomorrow will bring. Simple dreams of running in the fields and playing in the creek was what I was blessed with as a child. My biggest concern was which tree I was going to climb and conquer. I played hide and seek with cousins during the day and dodge ball in the afternoon with Mama and Daddy.
Yes, I was blessed as a child as I am blessed as an adult. I have wonderful memories of my childhood and blessed with a loving family and friends in my life.
Saturday, April 19, 2014
My husband, Don and I had quite an experience when I tried to take a picture of the establishment. It was Spring break so you can imagine the people that were on the street cruising and yes, we were right in the middle of the madness. I told my husband I wanted a close up picture. He told me to stick the camera out the window and take it from the car. No way! I jumped out of the moving car and raced up the sidewalk to get me a good picture. I had to dart in and out between people all the time trying to make sure I could jump quickly back in the car. I took what I thought was a perfect picture, turned around to find my husband and he was no where in sight. I looked ahead and up the street and there he was but unable to stop to pick me up. The cars were bumper to bumper on the street and no one was giving an inch. I took up a hefty trot toward the car and almost reached my patient husband when the light turned green. He was trying to wait for me to catch up with him and jump in the car but the blasting of the car horns behind him helped him realize he had to keep moving and fast! I just waved bye while holding my camera with my perfect picture of Peaches in my hand. Knowing my husband the way I do after 45 years of marriage, I knew he would against all odds come back for me. So, I stood on the corner of the street waiting. I looked hard in the distance and there he was coming to pick me up from this adventure I was having. I waved real big to let him see me in the crowd. He brought the car to a stop making all the cars behind him realize he wasn't giving in until I got in the car. I jumped in the car still holding my camera tightly. Impatient to look at the picture I clicked the button and to my surprise NO picture. In my impatience to get the perfect picture I had hit the wrong button on my camera. Don shook his head, laughed and said, "You never cease to amaze me." Well, I have learned never to jump from a moving car no matter how slow it is going and always make sure your camera lens is open in order to take that perfect picture.
Well, I got that perfect picture on the morning we were leaving to come home from Myrtle Beach. There were no crowds to dart in between , no cars to stop for, but the worst part of getting up and out that early was that Peaches Corner wasn't open so I could get me one last hotdog before leaving the beach. Oh well, I got my perfect picture anyway.
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
3 cups sugar
3 cups plain flour
1 tsp. baking powder
1/2 cup vegetable oil
1 1/2 tsp. vanilla flavoring
1 1/2 tsp. lemon flavoring
1/4 tsp. salt
1 cup Crisco shortening
1 cup Pet (evaporated) milk
Mix all ingredients in a large mixing bowl for at least 4 to 5 minutes. Pour into greased and floured tube pan. Preheat oven to 325 degrees and bake for 1 1/2 hours. Ovens may vary.
What I like about this recipe is that you can use black walnut flavoring instead of the suggested flavorings and add black walnuts and thus you have a black walnut pound cake. You can use all orange flavoring and quickly have an orange pound cake. The cake can be changed in many ways and is so delicious!!!
Thursday, April 10, 2014
1 cup Bisquick
1 lb. cooked sausage, drained
4 beaten eggs
1 cup shredded cheddar cheese
3 Tablespoons milk
Mix all and pour into greased muffin tins
Bake at 350 for 20 minutes
It makes 12 muffins
This is super easy to make and it is delicious. I made them for my Southern Belle Breakfast Club meeting today and they were a big hit. I've been asked to make them again for the next upcoming meeting.
Wednesday, April 9, 2014
Tuesday, April 8, 2014
Sunday, April 6, 2014
This art work reminded me of a sweet memory of my past. A mailbox can contain bad news or news that can delight the heart and soul. I can remember when my husband was in the army and I would wait patiently every day for the mail to "run." (Has the mail run yet?) This is a statement that is still used to this day by some of us in the South meaning has the mailman delivered the mail. My husband would write me one or two letters every day while he was stationed at Fort Sill. Some times his letters would arrive all in one day. I would go to the mailbox, grab out those letters and head toward the house opening them as I walked. I could never make it back to the house before stopping and relaxing under the big shade tree reading each and every letter over and over. GREAT MEMORIES!
Thursday, April 3, 2014
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
"Well, Mother, you said you would take the secret to your grave and so you did," she softly muttered under her breath.
This is taken from the first page of my book "The Lie That Binds." The ones that have read it knows the mystery that followed the families in the book Shhhhhhhh.... don't tell the secret.
I am privileged to belong to this group. We meet every Thursday for coffee. Today we are having a book signing and a meeting to discuss my sequel of The Southern Belle Breakfast Club. I've been asked is the book about us. No, but it sure is fun when people ask which character are we when they read the book. We often tease and say "Guess." What a joy to have a group of woman you can tell everything to and know it won't go any further than the kitchen table. We share so many things as a group. Our lives have been as exciting and mysterious as the women in The Southern Belle Breakfast Club so I guess each of us does have a little bit of the characters in the book hiding away inside us.
Tuesday, April 1, 2014
I realize I am having trouble with my blog. I am so sorry that some of you cannot post and some that want to follow me can't get my blog to work for them. I am trying very hard to get all the bugs out of this but honestly I don't know where to start. If you are reading this and are having trouble doing either one of these things please let me know. I am on Facebook and you can notify me that way or by email - singncountrygirl@aol. Thank you, Phyllis