tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3135368746376329105.post1062569863284284328..comments2023-03-18T03:41:29.822-07:00Comments on Once Upon A Word: Thanksgiving "Fowl" UpAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16703677258513182786noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3135368746376329105.post-79828578863725324342014-11-25T19:14:09.441-08:002014-11-25T19:14:09.441-08:00Laurean, I'm glad you enjoyed my true story. A...Laurean, I'm glad you enjoyed my true story. And you have had quite a few disasters of your own. I hope you have been able to use them in your books as I have. If we can't laugh at ourselves and let others laugh with us, the world would be a very glum place.<br /> Linda Swifthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00749255692298669394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3135368746376329105.post-6633634202983876382014-11-25T19:11:36.191-08:002014-11-25T19:11:36.191-08:00Celia, I will agree the woman in the picture above...Celia, I will agree the woman in the picture above looks a lot like me except for the chubby hands. And yes, I've used all kinds of hair rollers in my day. I have bony fingers. And the old lady serving turkey on a platter resembles me, too, sad to say.Linda Swifthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00749255692298669394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3135368746376329105.post-7127594149203432592014-11-25T19:06:52.081-08:002014-11-25T19:06:52.081-08:00Thanks for commenting, Sarah. And this Thanksgivi...Thanks for commenting, Sarah. And this Thanksgiving, for the first time in a long while, I won't be doing TG dinner. But Christmas will be a big celebration for the family in Florida. And mor thanks for your kind words about my Civil War novel. <br />Linda Swifthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00749255692298669394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3135368746376329105.post-56868567308172964462014-11-25T08:09:30.399-08:002014-11-25T08:09:30.399-08:00Lolololololol. Sorry, I can barely type for laughi...Lolololololol. Sorry, I can barely type for laughing. I could see and your MIL, hands on hips, as you and hubby thrashed about on the floor. Excuse me while I laugh again. Lolololololol. Oh-h! My side hurts. <br /><br />One Thanksgiving my Bird was locked in the garage and Son-in-law was in Timbuktu with my keys. Two years ago the eve of Thanksgiving my oven locked on my Sweet Potato Casserole, (my main contribution to the meal at my sister's). The next day it finally unlocked.itself around noon. No matter what we researched and tried by the manual we could not open the oven door. Needless to say, we purchased another range before the next Thanksgiving. Laurean Brookshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06242693739806417138noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3135368746376329105.post-23445334179697584202014-11-24T08:54:52.838-08:002014-11-24T08:54:52.838-08:00I suppose we've all had a disaster just before...I suppose we've all had a disaster just before company arrived. But I can safely say I never rolled my hair in those huge rollers! Love the pic--I think it...almost...looks just like you. I hope your Thanksgiving is super this year--it should be with all that's come your way--your plate is full...your cup runneth over. Happy Thanksgiving.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16272417114895975742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3135368746376329105.post-54720697045339915482014-11-24T08:51:21.723-08:002014-11-24T08:51:21.723-08:00Good save, Linda. You should have been awarded a m...Good save, Linda. You should have been awarded a metal for that one.<br />I really liked This Time Forever. Wonderful story.<br />Have a wonderful Thanksgiving. I hope you have no incidents to report after this holiday. May it all run smooth as silk.Sarah J. McNealhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17749991094677728042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3135368746376329105.post-90572646221964598212014-11-24T04:41:53.891-08:002014-11-24T04:41:53.891-08:00Rebecca, I'm still laughing at your story. An...Rebecca, I'm still laughing at your story. And I hope you got some mileage out of it in your own writing as I did mine in Full Circle.<br />I wish a Happy and Blessed Thanksgiving to you and all who are reading this. <br /> <br />Linda Swifthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00749255692298669394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3135368746376329105.post-1150153549378664962014-11-23T23:35:12.431-08:002014-11-23T23:35:12.431-08:00Hi Linda,
I am still chuckling over this story. R...Hi Linda, <br />I am still chuckling over this story. Reminds me of the time our house was full with all the relatives from both sides and my very PROPER S-I-L took the Parker House rolls out of the oven. Her attempt to help out. Two rolled off the baking sheet and onto the floor. Before I could pick them up to put in the scraps, she scooped them up and tossed them in the bread basket without missing a beat. After she dumped in the other rolls, she turned to me and put her fingers over her mouth. Then she whispered, "Did I really just do that?" She and I had never shared so much fun as we did that day with her winking at me across the table as we wondered who got the dropped rolls. Needless to say, she and I ate dressing and no rolls. The floor was clean and no one got sick, or knew until much later, thank goodness. LOL<br />I hadn't thought of this in years and I thank you for sharing your "fowl" up and bringing it to mind. We lost this S-I-L to cancer a few years back and this memory is special.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16703677258513182786noreply@blogger.com