My grandmother died in 2005. She did not own a computer. I think she could have mastered some computer skills, but she had plenty of interests and activities and friends to keep her engaged in the world. She wrote things down, not fictional stories but events of her life, both past and present. After she died, I was given the honor of keeping some of her writings. I thought starting a blog with them might be fun. I hope readers will find it enjoyable. Thanks for stopping by.
Friday, March 9, 2018
Too busy to write until almost 1936
Wed., December 18, 1935 - Mr. Podoll came after Mrs. Podoll's dress. He happened to mention that Alma was home. So I went up there to tell her she was on the lodge Xmas treat committee.
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Tues., December 31, 1935 - Didn't do much today. Tonite I made my tally cards for tomorrow nite. Went to bed about 10:30.
Wed., January 1, 1936 - Bernice Hoffman was here a few minutes this morning. We worked like the dickens for the party tonite. Francis, Hank, Don & Mildred W. weren't here. We had oodles of oyster soup.
It seems Grandma had a very busy holiday season for her to miss so many days in her diary. I am guessing she had lots of fun.
Oyster soup. I have wanted so much to like it, but haven't gotten there yet. It looks good (rather like potato soup, which I love) and smells good. I tried just the broth once, thinking maybe the oysters themselves were the problem, but nope. So far, oyster soup and I are not on good terms. Photo from addapinch.com.
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Oh I so agree with wanting to like it but just can't!
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