Dora:
Painted in the forenoon and planted seeds in boxes.
Ray:
32-50 Fair
Plowed & rolled all day.
Cayla:
Went to church. After church, Maurice and I went to a birthday party for a boy in Maurice's pre-school. He had a total blast. The party was at a bounce house/arcade. He pretty much ran around with a huge smile on his face the entire time.
Everyone took naps except Dadddy (he is still studying like mad).
We went to a walk, pulling the kids in the wagon, stopped to socialize with a neighbor and their dog, only to have the dog steal Ada's Mickey Mouse who was along for the ride. Took forever to get it back. Ada, who was laughing madly at the dog, didn't seem to mind. I think she may have been happy to share the love with that dog...
Enjoyed the lovely weather outside after dinner. Inspected our apple trees, which have leaves poking out.
Sunday, April 14, 2013
Saturday, April 13, 2013
Sunday, April 13, 1913 vs Saturday, April 13, 2013
Dora:
Read and played A.M.
Driesbach, Laura and Florence Shelly and Ralph were here to supper and stayed until 9:30
Ray:
40-55 Fair
at home in am
Church in P.M.
Robert Driesbach, Ralph Miller & Laura & Forence came after church and said for supper.
Cayla:
Tarek tried to study most of the day for his Internal Medicine boards. I took Maurice to Target with me while Ada was still napping. We had fun and he really enjoyed having all of my attention to himself.
We went out for dinner at night.
Read and played A.M.
Driesbach, Laura and Florence Shelly and Ralph were here to supper and stayed until 9:30
Ray:
40-55 Fair
at home in am
Church in P.M.
Robert Driesbach, Ralph Miller & Laura & Forence came after church and said for supper.
Cayla:
Tarek tried to study most of the day for his Internal Medicine boards. I took Maurice to Target with me while Ada was still napping. We had fun and he really enjoyed having all of my attention to himself.
We went out for dinner at night.
Friday, April 12, 2013
Saturday, April 12, 1913 vs Friday, April 12, 2013
Dora:
Cloudy
Baked bread pie and cake, etc.
Made a Jello for Foster's shower.
I did not go.
Ray:
40-60 Fair
Plowed all day
went to Shower & belling at Fosters
Note: For those of you who don't know (me being one of them) a 'belling' is/was a regional word for a shivaree. Don't know what a shivaree is? Clearly you haven't read enough historical romance novels... But I will save you the google search:
shiv•a•ree (ˌʃɪv əˈri)
n., v. -reed, -ree•ing. n.
Cloudy
Baked bread pie and cake, etc.
Made a Jello for Foster's shower.
I did not go.
Ray:
40-60 Fair
Plowed all day
went to Shower & belling at Fosters
Note: For those of you who don't know (me being one of them) a 'belling' is/was a regional word for a shivaree. Don't know what a shivaree is? Clearly you haven't read enough historical romance novels... But I will save you the google search:
shiv•a•ree (ˌʃɪv əˈri)
n., v. -reed, -ree•ing. n.
1. a mock serenade with noisemakers given for a newly married couple; charivari.
2. an elaborate, noisy celebration.
v.t.
3. to serenade with a shivaree.
I was always under the impression a shivaree was a bit more than a serenade though. I always thought it was a bunch of well-wishers/trouble makers causing a hullabaloo while the newly married could was trying to complete the transaction, so to speak (this is a G rated blog). Maybe I've read too many historical romance novels....anyway, the fact is that Ray went and Dora did not. Maybe Dora was feeling too old maid-ish to go and Ray wanted to go whoop and holler a bit.
More power to him.
Any of my blog readers ever participate or witness a shivaree? If so, please inform us ignorant and overly sophisticated readers about the joys and perils of a shivaree.
Also, Dora would have had flavored, powdered gelatin available to her, but it really would have been quite a novelty at this time.
Cayla:
Worked in the sleep lab.
Ada had her 2 year old check up today. She is 75th percentile for height, 50th for weight, which is pretty much what she's been all along.
We got groceries after the appointment which means I have nowhere I absolutely MUST go to for tomorrow, which is a nice thought.
Thursday, April 11, 2013
Friday, April 11, 1913 vs Thursday, April 11, 2013
Dora:
Rain
Swept and scrubbed kitchen A.M.
Went over to Shellys at night.
Ray:
43- Cloudy
Went to Centerville to the mill, cut wood & pitched hay
Dora & I went over to Shellys at night.
Cayla:
Worked in the Neuro office today. Got home early since Tarek had to work late today. We had to call someone out to check out our sump pump as the alarm kept going off. We think the main pump has failed and want to avoid a flooded basement.
I drive almost an hour west to the Neuro office and the patients we see there are largely farmers, paper mill workers, and other blue collar type workers. Really, a pleasant group of people to work with-pleasant to me, perhaps, since this is the type of community in which I grew up.
But as I drive out there, on a road similar to M-60, I drive past fields and fields. Old farm houses. Little towns no longer thriving. Fields of cattle, sheep, and a few llamas. Sometimes I have to slow way down for a tractor changing fields.
The pastures today were a brilliant emerald green. We've had some heavy rain and warm weather in the past week and everything is beginning to glow in that brilliant spring-time green.
Anyway, today as I was admiring those emerald green fields I started thinking about Ray, as I often do on my morning drive out west.
Now I know the fields that my grandfather had were not these huge monster fields that we have today. But the fields that he did have at that time equaled 199 acres. It struck me today what a job it would have been to just simply plow a field with a team of horses. Up and down, over and over, one pass at a time until the field was done. I wonder what it sounded like: the plow turning up the soil, kicking up rocks and in Ray's case, arrowheads. I wonder what it felt like: bone breaking work, sweaty work, work that required balance, stamina, and brute strength.
It was a solitary job, like most farming is today. But instead of a GPS-guided tractor rumbling beneath you, there would be two live animals in front of you. You'd hear them breathing, They'd be used to your handling. Maybe they'd just respond to your voice. Maybe you'd talk to them if you were bored. Maybe they'd begin to feel more like companions than just work horses. You'd hear them breathing, snorting, nickering. You'd hear and feel their tails swishing. You'd have to consider if they needed water or not on a particularly hot day. You'd smell their sweat. And when you finished for the day, you'd take them back to the barn, brush them down, and feed them before you fed yourself.
I don't want to romanticize how hard farming was back then, or how it is today. Next time you look at a field though, think about Ray, 20 years old, with his harness he'd been proudly polishing for four days straight, guiding his horses up and down that field....
Rain
Swept and scrubbed kitchen A.M.
Went over to Shellys at night.
Ray:
43- Cloudy
Went to Centerville to the mill, cut wood & pitched hay
Dora & I went over to Shellys at night.
Cayla:
Worked in the Neuro office today. Got home early since Tarek had to work late today. We had to call someone out to check out our sump pump as the alarm kept going off. We think the main pump has failed and want to avoid a flooded basement.
I drive almost an hour west to the Neuro office and the patients we see there are largely farmers, paper mill workers, and other blue collar type workers. Really, a pleasant group of people to work with-pleasant to me, perhaps, since this is the type of community in which I grew up.
But as I drive out there, on a road similar to M-60, I drive past fields and fields. Old farm houses. Little towns no longer thriving. Fields of cattle, sheep, and a few llamas. Sometimes I have to slow way down for a tractor changing fields.
The pastures today were a brilliant emerald green. We've had some heavy rain and warm weather in the past week and everything is beginning to glow in that brilliant spring-time green.
Anyway, today as I was admiring those emerald green fields I started thinking about Ray, as I often do on my morning drive out west.
Now I know the fields that my grandfather had were not these huge monster fields that we have today. But the fields that he did have at that time equaled 199 acres. It struck me today what a job it would have been to just simply plow a field with a team of horses. Up and down, over and over, one pass at a time until the field was done. I wonder what it sounded like: the plow turning up the soil, kicking up rocks and in Ray's case, arrowheads. I wonder what it felt like: bone breaking work, sweaty work, work that required balance, stamina, and brute strength.
It was a solitary job, like most farming is today. But instead of a GPS-guided tractor rumbling beneath you, there would be two live animals in front of you. You'd hear them breathing, They'd be used to your handling. Maybe they'd just respond to your voice. Maybe you'd talk to them if you were bored. Maybe they'd begin to feel more like companions than just work horses. You'd hear them breathing, snorting, nickering. You'd hear and feel their tails swishing. You'd have to consider if they needed water or not on a particularly hot day. You'd smell their sweat. And when you finished for the day, you'd take them back to the barn, brush them down, and feed them before you fed yourself.
I don't want to romanticize how hard farming was back then, or how it is today. Next time you look at a field though, think about Ray, 20 years old, with his harness he'd been proudly polishing for four days straight, guiding his horses up and down that field....
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Thursday, April 10, 1913 vs Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Dora:
Finish putting holes A.M.
Tied out comforter P.M.
Went up to Andrews at night.
Ray:
40-56 Rain
at home all day
Dora & I went up to E. Andrews at night.
Cayla:
Worked in the sleep lab today.
Came home and Ada was all in a tizzy and wouldn't nap. She perked up after some popcorn (which she demanded). Maurice is really surprising us with his increasing vocabulary and his amazing memory. And Ada is showing a lot more interest in trying to say new words. Maurice at her age was not speaking nearly as much as she is right now.
Made a quick run to the grocery store to pick up snacks for pre-school tomorrow.
Finish putting holes A.M.
Tied out comforter P.M.
Went up to Andrews at night.
Ray:
40-56 Rain
at home all day
Dora & I went up to E. Andrews at night.
Cayla:
Worked in the sleep lab today.
Came home and Ada was all in a tizzy and wouldn't nap. She perked up after some popcorn (which she demanded). Maurice is really surprising us with his increasing vocabulary and his amazing memory. And Ada is showing a lot more interest in trying to say new words. Maurice at her age was not speaking nearly as much as she is right now.
Made a quick run to the grocery store to pick up snacks for pre-school tomorrow.
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
Wednesday, April 9, 1913 vs Tuesday, April 9, 2013
Dora:
Rain
Finished painting kitchen first coat
Ray:
30-42 Rain
Took a load of hogs & 2 calfs to Wasepi in am
Cayla:
Took Maurice to pre-school. Ran errands with Ada. Nobody napped today. We played outside in the afternoon since the weather was so beautiful. Opened all of the windows in the house to get some fresh air.
Rain
Finished painting kitchen first coat
Ray:
30-42 Rain
Took a load of hogs & 2 calfs to Wasepi in am
Cayla:
Took Maurice to pre-school. Ran errands with Ada. Nobody napped today. We played outside in the afternoon since the weather was so beautiful. Opened all of the windows in the house to get some fresh air.
Monday, April 8, 2013
April 8, 1913 vs April 8, 2013
Dora:
Cleaned and painted kitchen
[what color, Dora??]
Ray:
28-40 Fair
Drawed 5 loads of manure in am
Plowed in pm
Cayla:
Took both kids to my Dermatology appointment in the morning. They behaved well.
Ada needed to nap early. Maurice and I worked on laundry and we planted seeds for the Lebanese Pine Nut tree, or basically seeds for a pine tree that bears pine nuts. When I told him that those seeds were going to grow into a tree, he got a look of utter amazement on his face.
Cleaned and painted kitchen
[what color, Dora??]
Ray:
28-40 Fair
Drawed 5 loads of manure in am
Plowed in pm
Cayla:
Took both kids to my Dermatology appointment in the morning. They behaved well.
Ada needed to nap early. Maurice and I worked on laundry and we planted seeds for the Lebanese Pine Nut tree, or basically seeds for a pine tree that bears pine nuts. When I told him that those seeds were going to grow into a tree, he got a look of utter amazement on his face.
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