tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21943262502945731652024-03-13T00:43:11.743-04:00The Original Cruze's BlogShane's wife, the twins Mom...and the rest of usUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger91125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-64025420354545669502011-09-26T11:12:00.005-04:002012-01-04T16:55:52.436-05:00What would you do? I put my dollar in the machine, made my selection,watching as the M&M's slowly rolled toward the edge.I leaned a little bit to the right when I realized my M&M's might not drop.I wasn't surprised when the the coil stopped turningand the M&M's hanging sideways showed no sign of dropping.I didn't shake the machine, but I thought about it.I tapped on the glass, but that didn't do Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-20548957833503339132011-09-23T12:44:00.024-04:002011-09-24T11:46:03.522-04:00ArizonaWe left Monday, September 19th for Scottsdale Arizona. Flew into Phoenix, rented a car and headed to the Grand Canyon. We spent the night in Flagstaff, and left early Tuesday morning finishing our drive to the Grand Canyon. I was so taken with the beauty of Arizona. The blue sky and desert cactus, the wide open view - being able to see for miles and miles, the openness was so all encompassing. WeKayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-79903847283867799412011-09-16T09:12:00.006-04:002011-09-16T09:30:53.379-04:00Dear MomI am missing you today and wondering what you might say to me if we could visit. I would tell you how much I miss you and stare at your sparkling blue eyes while you smiled at me, and I would be able to see your love for me in the depths of your eyes. I would walk over to you and we would hug tightly and I would hear your little laugh you give with your hugs. I would cling to you so I could soak Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-84135993403511080892011-09-06T11:03:00.010-04:002011-09-06T22:14:36.636-04:00Date NightAnother Friday night and we......went for Chinese food,but discovered our favorite restaurant had closed.So, we settled on Market Square...(That's where we parked.)...and ate crepes instead at "The French Market"on Gay Street, while listeningto their live entertainment.(Sorry the picture doesn't capture its ambiance.)For dessert we bought ice cream bars.We tried to stroll along the sidewalk,but Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-29731818884576343872011-08-31T11:09:00.008-04:002011-08-31T11:39:03.295-04:00The KissMutt's true love was Carroll Reep. He wrote this and gave it to her on January 21, 1934...they were 16.
The Art of Kissing
By Carroll Reep
First know who you are going to kiss. Don't make a mistake although mistakes are good. Don't kiss everybody. Don't sit down and do it, stand up. Let your hat go any place out of the way. Put your right arm around her waist from the left, your left arm gentlyKayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-51259252057699053242011-08-28T16:23:00.024-04:002011-08-29T09:27:20.776-04:00Pink Shoes
Sunday morning in the pew,
Is always an adventure, it's true.
A sweet little girl,
Who is my "new best friend,"
Has started an unfamiliar trend.
Upon my lap she usually wiggles
And the air is filled with all her giggles.
Today was different; she sat in her seat,
With pretty pink shoes upon her feet.
With my Hymn book open and ready to sing
I noticed the most unusual thing.
This sweet little Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-28789162247720150162011-08-23T08:26:00.029-04:002011-08-23T11:03:34.523-04:00My New Treasure!I went to Dorthy's Antique's and browsed through her old books and found a new treasure.
"The True Citizen." It was written in 1900.
"...for pupils in the seventh and eighth grades of school, it has been prepared with a view to meeting a real need of the times...the higher aspects of citizenship---the moral and ethical---have been seriously overlooked."
It is very inspirational and I found I Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-6345829285150828122011-08-12T10:16:00.009-04:002011-08-12T10:53:24.182-04:00Mom and BedsMom passed away on July 11th and a quietness has descended within my heart. She is near and yet so far away. Mom always insisted we make our bed each morning, but after I married my bed has been unmade more often then not. When I was home in February Mom would need to rest several times throughout the day. Each time she would get out of bed she would straighten the covers and make her bed. Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-86938622502200351132011-08-04T15:06:00.005-04:002011-08-04T17:36:23.284-04:00Confidence, Trust or Luck Our family spent a wonderful, lovely, spectacular day at Metcalf Bottoms enjoying the water, shade and each others good company. The cliff became the center of every one's attention and eventually Afton and "Grammy Ma," (that would be me) were left by our selves at our "spot." About the time I was wondering how much longer they would be having fun Conan came to get us so we could share in theKayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-84335091546607806092010-12-23T16:07:00.002-05:002010-12-23T16:08:46.831-05:00BINGO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Next Clue.........There is a place where numbers are letters and letters are numbers - common to all - everyone has at least one.........FCEQ MEDHADUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-69830837855088699122010-10-28T20:41:00.003-04:002010-10-28T20:50:46.967-04:00My Darling...It was one of those moments of tenderness and tears. I was having a rough morning and I let it all out in a phone call to Shane. I know he was busy at work, but he listened and took all the time I needed, that alone made my day so much better. When he came home from work, he quietly slipped in the door, and when I came into the kitchen I heard a soft rustling sound as he quickly put something Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-9834991862108458462010-08-20T10:06:00.006-04:002010-08-25T10:19:40.325-04:00Umm B-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l!Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-63370526620354222222010-06-07T09:37:00.011-04:002010-06-07T11:29:40.930-04:00Just One More...Mother's Day post, I promise...For Mother's Day, Katie gifted me with the gift of Skype,It has been a delight.It is hard to wash dishes, do laundryand other things I do when I am on the phone,but dishes and laundry can wait.I love watching her smile and laughas she says, "I know Mom."It is a real person visit!Being able to Skype is a priceless gift."Back in the day" :) when I was a young wife andKayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-51841384827108433932010-06-07T09:10:00.008-04:002010-06-07T15:30:07.516-04:00Highlights from Mother's DayThis PLus This PLus ThIs Plus ThisEQuaLs ThisI ATE it all!Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-19799761297325086532010-05-10T17:36:00.012-04:002010-05-12T10:38:58.928-04:00A ComebackKatie ordered a corsage for me for Mother's Day. I was pleasantly surprised. It was beautiful. She had read an article in Southern Living about some of the traditions that have been lost over the years, prompting her to order a corsage for me. I quote from the article:"The Mother's Day CorsageWhen I was a kid, if a mother came to church without a corsage from her children, the whole family went Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-77616481592563074012010-04-08T13:23:00.005-04:002010-04-08T13:56:12.068-04:00There's No Place Like Home!After spending 8 weeks with Suzi, it feels great to be home. I can't even begin to describe her strength. The surgery and radiation were devastating to her physically, emotionally and mentally, but her spirit lives on! Her sense of humor wore a little thin, but I loved when it popped out. We spent many, many quiet days, while she slept and slept and slept and I read and read and read. On her goodKayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-75599361843821922842010-02-17T13:00:00.007-05:002010-02-21T22:31:21.982-05:00This Is a What?This is an Aplet.This is a Cotlet.I know they look alike,but Aplets are sweet.and Cotlets are a little tangy.Dad loved them,but, as a child, they weren't on my list of favorites.I had forgotten all about them until last Thursday, when Shane came home with a box of Aplets and Cotlets from Bishop Carlin. Stating, "He said you would know what they are."It was a magic moment.And instantly memories ofKayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-69060324377728773642010-02-09T12:45:00.026-05:002010-02-10T10:21:13.883-05:00I WishMom holding me. Isn't she beautiful!She loves so completely, so tenderly.She is a bit of heaven on earth.I have always known if I talked to Mom, everything would be alright...and it was.I wish Mom could hold me one more time so I could feel the familiar assurance of her arms.I wish when she hugged and kissed me good night she knew who she was kissing.I wish I could sit in the kitchen and visit Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-20363396725181798332009-12-10T10:51:00.006-05:002009-12-10T11:10:51.324-05:00For KatieI'll be home for Christmas...You can count on me...Your Heart is the Highest!Um hmm. You better be good!MeRRy ChristMaS!Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-53231789853119773212009-12-08T14:39:00.020-05:002009-12-11T10:23:35.856-05:00When I Was Young: Episode 1I was thinking about how long it has been since I have written a post and thought to myself it's like I dropped off a cliff...When I was young whenever I would say, "Dad I'm hungry." He would say, "I'm cliff, drop over sometime."Number 1: I thought "Cliff" was a person that Dad knew and I was ready to go to Cliff's house to eat. I would plead in my little girl voice, "Let's go to Cliff's house, Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-70392814335313722672009-11-14T19:10:00.009-05:002009-11-14T20:35:19.739-05:00Lydia TimeLydia fed the ducks.She would toss a piece of bread and say,"Here you go ducks! Here's some bread for you!"Old Goosey Lucy and Lydia stood eye to eye.This is a Chuck, a cross between a chicken and a duck.Kidding! I made that up, but he did look part chicken with the red on his head. He was a little intimidating because he was hissing instead of quacking.Poor Chuck, he was really ugly!Lydia had a Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-88699305216185478312009-11-12T14:21:00.006-05:002009-11-12T14:38:52.642-05:00Fun in the Sun The yard looked soooo good after I raked the leaves!The streak of sunshine caught my attention,So I got my camera... Stepped into it... And had a lot of fun!Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-19061037051273015242009-11-07T20:32:00.017-05:002009-11-09T22:33:04.726-05:00Katie's ChallengeNo sugar: Desserts and candyOctober 24th - December 15, 2009The addicts: Katie, Kay, Rachel, Mandy, Katina and SuziMy sugarless life:1. After committing to no sugar I am filled with thoughts of temporary insanity. Thoughts of cheating fill my mind. The only thing that keeps me going is not to be the first addict to cave and my determination to win the $25 prize!2. All my chocolate stashes flashedKayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-8905786851234843062009-11-02T08:48:00.008-05:002009-11-02T09:20:47.750-05:00A Toast TutorialAre you tired of toast that has crunchy edges?Make perfect toast every time!Grandma Clawson said, "I don't care how much butter you put on,just make sure you get butter all the way to the edge."Toast TutorialIngredients:Butter, softened1-2 slices of breadToast your bread to the desired toastedness(Yes, that is a word, I made it up.)Using a butter knife, spread butter all the way to the edge.Don'tKayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194326250294573165.post-13890041617475509562009-10-17T18:40:00.006-04:002009-10-17T23:55:34.008-04:00Is there anything lovelier...thenababysleeping?oraducktakinga nap?Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13405667832544207341noreply@blogger.com6