Junkin' --- Our favorite past time.......

DH and I visited with his parents today, had lunch and did our most favorite thing to do ---- Junking.

I like old books, this one is printed in 1944.  Usually I don't read them but use them in decorating.

The inside cover is pretty -- an old street scene.

 

 This is the first book that I've seen this comment : "This book is manufactured under wartime conditions in conformity with all government regulations controlling the use of paper and other materials"

I knew some food quantities and gasoline were rationed during that period of time but didn't realize paper was included.

 

 

We have gathered so many "treasures" and have considered opening an Etsy shop.  I'll have to research that a little more but it seems to work well for other bloggers.

 

Our south Georgia weather is soooooo terribly hot !!  It was 101 degrees this afternoon, and definitely not the time of year to buy chocolate to eat on the way home from grocery shopping. The evenings don't cool off much --- usually 75-78 degrees.

 

 

 

Father's Day

 

 

 

Fathers Day is one of those holidays that is never quite the same after your father dies. 

My dad died in 1988 from a cerebral hemorrhage and diabetes complications.

 

Until his medical retirement, he was in the military and civil service.  My grandmother had to sign for him to join the Navy because he was fifteen years old.

  He never had structure in his family and after years of skipping school and getting into various other troubles, the judge said  "military service or jail". 

After completing 3 years in the Navy, he returned home to West Virginia looking for a job, not finding one he then joined the Army.  Daddy was  "cable splicer" ,  he climbed phone poles with cleats long before the buckets were made for the guys to use today.  He liked to go to craft fairs and "junque" stores, buying the colored glass telephone insulators, which now sit in window sills at my house.

 

Since he was a veteran, he was able to be buried in Andersonville National Cemetery. 

Andersonville was a Civil War prison camp and there are many "Unknown" soldiers grave markers.

 

Five dates during the year that the Boy Scouts in this area add a flag to each of the graves. 

There is such a reverence and patriotism in the park. 

Directly across the road is the little town of Andersonville.  The main street is in front of the antique stores, and there isn't a red light or a grocery store.  It definitely has the "small town" feeling.

 

In May, my daughter and I met there to take pictures.  She has a photography business and was adding some pictures to her website. 

 

 

Yesterday we went to her house for supper to honor her dad (my husband) and her husband.

 

This picture is DH and our granddaughter that lives in Texas.

 

 

Hope you enjoy the remaining pictures.

 

 

 

 

 

Muscle cramps or fibromyalgia?

While I was in town this afternoon running some errands, my leg cramped up so bad that I couldn't walk to the back of the car to go into Wal Mart.  It was so strange, I couldn't put any weight on my leg and hip.  I moved the car to a closer parking spot and with the help of a shopping cart, I was able to get to the pharmacy, to pick up  medicine for the hubby.  It still hurt while I was driving home, preparing lunch, taking the dog to the vets, making supper and now 9 hours later, massaging and Biofreeze, it's beginning to ease up. 

I was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia a few years ago, but my grandfather had MS.  My husband and I cringe every time something goes wrong with my limbs or muscles.

Anyway, thank God the pain is easing off.  We know so many people that have leg or walking problems, including my hubby, and today I only felt a small portion of what that must feel like.

Dukes was the patient at the vets today.  It was time for her yearly check-up, rabies shot, and seasonal allergies.  Dukes is a female but she's named after a friend that was killed in a tornado, and it's so strange, because she's just as stubborn as he could be.

Thanks for visiting, and have a blessed evening.

Lazy Sunday

     This has been a quiet, lazy day.  I've been reading blogs for most of the day, had typed one, and it disappeared somewhere in blogger land. 
      The missions and youth of our church will be having a yard sale next Saturday, so I  spent last week gathering household items.  I was mistaken, and thought the sale was yesterday but thankfully it is next week.  There are several totes and boxes I want to sort through.  So far, in the fellowship hall, I  have filled a table and a half !!!
      

      My son, daughter-in-law, and grandchild were here for Christmas.  This picture is of him and his immediate family, including our first great grandchild.  Miss J is in the previous post -- she certainly has grown.  Time passes so quickly.  

       The rain has begun, thank goodness.  God's rain is better for the flowers and tomatoes plants.
We haven't had rain for some time, so the farmers have been irrigating their crops.

         Hope you all have a wonderful week, may God bless you.

I will begin this blog by thanking you for opening it and spending time with me.  Brenda at Cozy Little House has inspired me to begin again. 

We became great-grandparents, a darling little girl, who is now 2 years old.

 

 

After spending our time, sweat and money; we moved into the "front" house and have enjoyed the

extra living space.

 

 

Hope all of you have a blessed evening.  Thanks for joining me.