Sunday, January 19, 2014
Mack was baptized Sunday, following in the footsteps of his sisters Ellie and Emma as well as his cousin Bo. He was very calm and collected, grinning his way through the church service until time for his big moment. He and Bo left the sanctuary after the baptism; the girls stayed and were amazingly good. Later when I was complimenting Emma on how good she was, she gave me a conspiratorial look and whispered, "I was quiet." Precious.
|Mack's fans took up the entire pew.|
|Making sure his mama and sisters are in place.|
|Sweet Mack is baptized. Ellie and Emma are taking it all in.|
No one in our family would consider a gathering to be complete without a feast.
|The men (minus Jay, who was in Alabama).|
|Bo makes a friend. Freddie tolerates anything!|
|My two babies. So proud of them.|
These days, our times together involve a good bit of giggling, squealing, running, and general merriment, thanks to the five and under set. They are great entertainment.
|Sweet Emma shares Cinderella with Mack. He's a fan.|
|Emma gives Bo a guitar lesson.|
|Wait. I thought today was about ME!|
|Bowers Men: Four Generations|
Saturday, January 18, 2014
Wednesday, January 15, 2014
January is always a good time for clearing out and throwing away. I've ditched a lot of stuff, but how can I part with my 45s? Some of them date back to second grade (the teenagers next door were a heavy influence!).
Here are a few from the collection (collection sounds better than hoard stash):
What does one do with such?
Wednesday, January 8, 2014
I come from a long line of people who do enjoy a costume. This 1960 photo shows my parents dressed up for a party at the Fort Clayton Officers' Club, Panama, Canal Zone. Daddy was partial to dressing up as, well, I don't know what. It usually involved fake or blacked out teeth, crazy attire, and a goofy look. For this party, mama dressed as one of Li'l Abner's girls, apparently, since she's got some kickapoo joy juice.
The thing to note here (once you get past how silly my daddy looks) is that jug. My parents won it (full of wine at that point!) at an Oktoberfest dance contest when living in Germany in the early fifties. Everywhere we moved, that jug was always somewhere in the house.
Eventually the wicker was destroyed but the plain green jug still hung around. About fifteen years ago it came to my house, where it did some more hanging around.
Then Kate and I started noticing that lamps made from glass jugs are everywhere, like HERE, HERE, HERE, and if you need more, HERE. For the frugal, there are tutorials on how to make them; HERE, HERE, and HERE are just a few.
So now the jug is in Kate's home. After about sixty years in the family, it's moved into its next adventure!
Friday, January 3, 2014
Putter is an unwilling victim as I get to know my new Nikon! It even picks up the random white hairs in his fur.
Miss Scarlett, on the other hand, is all about the pose.
I promise I'm not a crazy cat lady, but when there are no grandchildren around, I have to improvise!
Thursday, January 2, 2014
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