Our Aluminum Christmas Tree

Good morning.

This is one of my most favorite times of the year.  I have always loved Christmas and really enjoying decorating, inside and outside.  Today I want to tell you about our aluminum Christmas tree.

I’m not now nor have I ever been a fan of artificial trees.  When I was small, Dad used to walk back into the woods with his saw or axe and bring back a beautiful cedar tree.  And I’m here to tell you that there is nothing that makes the house smell as good as a cedar tree.

Dad would put the tree into the tree stand and bring it into the house where Mom had a sheet all spread out on the floor where the tree would stand.  Heaven forbid if a drop of water got onto her floor.  After they got the tree placed where they wanted it, Dad would string the lights and Mom would put the ornaments on it.  She had all these little glass ornaments that my sister and I were not allowed to touch, much less hang one of them on the tree.  We could, however, put icicles on the tree but only one at a time.  But, when we finished, to me it was the most beautiful tree in the world and the house smelled good too.

But I digress.  So, since we were living in our new house and the aluminum Christmas trees had just come on the market, Mom decided she wanted one of them.  Lights were not put onto these trees; there was a color wheel that rotated and changed the color of the tree.  So, at one point, we actually had a green tree, but only when the green color rotated around.  Mom also bought some brand new glass ornaments for this tree which were pastel blues, pinks and greens.  Oh, and do you remember those ornaments that were made from paper and dipped into wax, then sprinkled with glitter?  Well, we put some of those on the tree too.  We didn’t put icicles on this tree either – it was just a piece of aluminum foil shaped like a christmas tree.

By this time, she decided that we were old enough to help decorate the tree.  Now, each ornament had to be put in the right spot and there could be no holes; it had to be perfect.  She even had a little Santa village that she put underneath the tree until the presents could be wrapped.  It was a pretty tree but it wasn’t a real tree and it surely didn’t give off that good ole cedar smell.

We used that tree for several years and only broke a few of those beautiful ornaments.  When Cheryl and I cleaned out Mom’s attic a year before she passed away, you know what we found?  Yep, we found that sad little aluminum tree and the rotating light.  Mom had kept that tree all those years.

I still have those precious ornaments that my mom bought so many years ago; but since I have cats, I don’t dare put them on a tree.  But, each year when I do decorate, I get them out and remember all those good Christmases we shared as a family.

See ya next Wednesday.

My First Car

Good morning.  Do you remember your first car?  Well, today, I’m gonna tell you about my first car.

Every teenager’s biggest dream is to have a car of their very own and I was no exception.  My parents couldn’t just go out and buy whatever car I wanted but that didn’t stop me from wanting one.  Uncle Chapel owned an auto glass company in Paducah and he could find good used cars at a very reasonable price.  So, my dad talked to him about finding my dream car.

Now don’t laugh, but my dream car was a black Corvair with red interior.  Yeah, I hear you laughing.  But, I thought those little cars were the cutest things and I really wanted one.  And, you know what, my Uncle Chapel found one for me.

You should have seen that baby. It was black and had red vinyl interior; it even had a radio.  It was automatic and the gear shift was a little lever on the dashboard.  The engine was in the back and the trunk space was in the front.

As soon as my dad drove up in it, I had to take it for a spin and of course I took my little sister with me.  We tootled up and down the road and just had a blast.  Just about every weekend, we would clean that little puppy, inside and out.

One time, we decided to take the back seat out and really clean the car.  We found a little capsule with a note on it.  The note said what the capsule contained, and if we put the capsule in water, we would get one.  I know I’m being a little vague here, but I can’t print what the note said the capsule contained.  But, being a teenager and a very nosy one at that, I had my little sister to get some water and we put the capsule in the water.  It didn’t take long for the capsule to melt away and reveal the contents. Imagine our surprise when it turned out to be a piece of foam shaped like a cat.

I remember one time when my mom drove it, she hit a rock on our road which knocked a hole in the muffler.  Boy, that little puppy sounded like a real race car until my dad replaced the muffler.

I drove that little car for a couple of years and had a great time.  I drove my friends to school and even drove it to Graves County where my dad preached so I could drive those friends around too.

Eventually, I decided I wanted something else – a red Mustang with black interior. And you know, my uncle found one of those for me too.  I was a really lucky girl to get the first and second cars that I wanted.

See ya next Wednesday.

I just want to wish all of you a safe and Happy Thanksgiving Day.

My First Homemade Pizza

Good morning.  Don’t ya just love a good greasy pizza?  Well, I do and I don’t care if it isn’t good for me health-wise.  I know I entitled this story as my first homemade pizza, but I’m not so sure that I had ever had any kind of pizza before this.

We were living in our new house on the Bottom Road and I was probably 12 or 13 years old.  We had relatives on my mom’s side living just up the road from us.  They also had the huge strawberry patches where we picked our strawberries every year.

My cousin was a couple of years older than I; and occasionally, we would spend the day together.  So one day, she invited me to come up to her house and we would make pizza.  Her dad was a farmer so almost everything we were gonna put on this pizza was grown on their farm.

So, I walked up to her house and we got started.  First she made the crust (from scratch I might add) and let that set for a little while.  Next, she fried some bacon and sausage (now this definitely came from hogs they had raised); and I tell ya, fresh sausage and bacon smells so good while it’s frying.  She took some homemade canned tomatoes and green peppers and onions and chopped them up for toppings. I don’t remember us having any cheese.  And, she boiled some macaroni to put on the pizza.  I know that sounds strange, but we were just using everything we could think of to complete this one-of-a-kind pizza.

Anyway, once everything was cooked and chopped, we started building the pizzas (we actually had enough for two pizzas).  We piled all those goodies on the two pizza crusts and baked them.  Man, I tell ya, those were some of the best pizzas I have ever eaten and I’ve had some good pizza.

I really had a good time that day with my cousin and we spent some other fun times together as we grew older.

Oh, one other time that I remember, was one day she decided we should lay out in the sun and get a tan.  I didn’t have a bathing suit; I mean, we didn’t go swimming and I certainly didn’t need one.  But, she gave me one to wear and I have to tell ya, I looked pretty pitiful in that thing.  To begin with, it was way too big and I thought the thing was going to fall off of me.  The bra section was a joke because I did not have boobs, much less boobs that would fit that suit.  But, we got out on her front porch and stayed about 30 minutes.  To me, it was pretty boring, but I was more scared that somebody was gonna see me in that nasty-looking bathing suit.

Wasn’t growing up a lot of fun?  As I have been writing this blog, it has brought back some of my favorite times growing up.  I hope you’re enjoying reliving my childhood as much as I am.

See ya next Wednesday.

 

The Shocking Lamp

Good morning.  Today I’m gonna tell you about a lamp that used to shock the crap out of my sister and me.

When Mom and Dad built the house on the Bottom Road, we did take a few things from the old house but they mostly bought all new furniture.  One of the things that we took with us was a really nice lamp and Cheryl and I decided we wanted that lamp in our bedroom.  You may remember from an earlier post that we had to share Cheryl’s room so anything in there belonged to both of us.

We started out with one big bed but later Mom bought us twin beds which stopped a lot of the fights we had after the lights went out.  You may also remember how I would touch my little sister with my toe once we got into bed and she would yell at me, which got us both threatened.  Yep, I did it, but she was so easily aggravated.  And, that’s just what big sisters do to little sisters.

Anyway, we put this lamp on the chest of drawers.  I’m not sure how we discovered that the lamp had a piece of metal on the shade; and if you touched it, you would get a little shock.  We didn’t tell Mom about this because we knew she would take the lamp away and we had begun to have a lot of fun touching that thing and getting a little tingle from it.  I believe we even conned our cousin Greg into touching it and of course, he screamed like a girl.  So, we didn’t let him join in the fun any more.

We finally got to where we would stand there and see just how many times we could get shocked.  It was probably a very stupid thing to do but kids are not the smartest creatures; and if something is fun, you want to keep on doing it.

Well, finally one day while we were at school, our mom was in the room cleaning; and when she went to dust that lamp, it shocked her too.  She didn’t think it was too funny but I would have given my eye teeth to see her get shocked.  I would have most likely gotten a whipping for laughing at her; but alas, I missed it.  When we got home from school, we discovered that our favorite lamp was missing.  We asked Mom about it and she said she had thrown it in the dump because we could get hurt if we got shocked.  And, yep, you guessed it, we acted so surprised that the lamp could do that.

My little sister and I used to have a lot of fun together even though we didn’t always get along.  But, I think that is why we are so close now.

See ya next Wednesday.