I woke up this morning to Cora pounding on my bedroom door. I ignored her, hoping she would go away and let me sleep a little longer. That child must have her picture in the dictionary next to the word "tenacious." When the knocking alone wasn't sufficient, she began yowling, "Aunt Cheryl? Aunt Cheryl! Aunt Cheryl? Aunt Cheeeerrrryllllll." Finally I responded since it was obvious she was not going to give up.
She waltzed in, saying, "Why are you still sleeping? It's in the nines."
I told her I was tired and I would get up in an hour or so. Not the answer she wanted, so she continued to bug me until I told her I would get up if she would go and get me a diet coke. Then I tried to get her to go bother Grandma for a while and give me fifteen minutes to get my teeth brushed and get dressed.
No way. She followed me to the bathroom, jabbering away the whole while, and stood in the doorway watching me pee and then brush my teeth. I said, "Why don't you go ask Grandma what we should bake, and I will get dressed while you are gone." The reason she was pestering me so vigorously is that she and I have baked every Saturday for the last three weeks, and she wanted to bake again today.
"I've seen my mom naked before," she said as I gathered up clothes to put on. "Naked people are gross," she went on to say. Yet, her big blue eyes remained solemnly fixed on me as she talked on and on about my cats, her cats, how diet coke is bad for you, especially if you drink it right away in the morning (I had demanded a can of diet coke if I was going to get up), football (and how it sucks), school (and how it doesn't suck), bacon (how delicious it is), and so on and so on.
At some point, Mom came in, and I had an audience of two while I got dressed. I felt like a goldfish in a bowl. LOL. A naked goldfish (although I was never actually naked).
So, anyhow.
I told Cora we had to finish Grandma's race car first. (Mom's church is having some sort of thing where everyone in the congregation has to decorate these little wooden cars and then they are going to have a pot luck and race them. Mom thinks it is a kind of dumb idea--so does Jack. I think it isn't a very churchy thing. It's more like something someone would do at some sort of a club, like boy scouts or something.
Anyhow, Cora painted the car blue last night, and today I made two tiny little license plates for the front and back of the car which say "ANGEL." I used clear red push pins for tail lights and tiny yellow buttons (the ones I use for my doll clothes) as head lights. I painted the windshield and the rear window on the car with white paint tinted slightly with blue. Finally, I glued a wing on each side of the car and a beautiful cross down the back where the "trunk" would be. When Jack came to pick up Cora last night, he put the tires on. I was afraid to do it, since Mom was told the wheels were very easily broken.
I am hoping I can get a picture of it before mom goes to church. I am quite please withthe way it turned out.
Cora wanted to go to the Ellendale Cafe for lunch, but it is closed on Saturday. She wanted bacon, so I said we would go to Perkins if Grandma wanted to. We then called Kim and asked her if she would like to join us, and she was very happy to do so. After we had already made arrangements with Kim, Cora decided she would rather go to McDonalds. Well, I had already called Kim. So we discussed it and decided that Cora could eat some bacon at Perkins with the rest of us, and on the way home we would stop at McDonalds and get her a happy meal.
Mom and Kim had burgers, and I had eggs and bacon because I planned to let Cora have my bacon. I had my eggs over easy and got toast instead of pancakes because I like to dip the toast in the soft eggs. Cora, the little booger, only ate three pieces of her bacon because she didn't want to be too full to eat her McDonalds. Kim bought a french silk pie to take home to her and Lucas. Yum. One of these days I am going to buy a slice of pie again.
We had fun there, laughing and talking. The food was good and hot. Kim wants to make a day of it next Saturday and everyone get their toes done then go to lunch or something. Cora was really excited about that because she LOVES to have her toes done.
After that, we went through the drive through at McDonalds. What a crazy order we gave the guy! One girl's happy meal with just a hamburger on a bun--no condiments of any kind, two twist cones (for me and mom), one plain cone (for Cora) and one sweet tea (for Kim). LOL.
Cora was then content and sat in the back seat happily chowing down her fries as we dropped off Kimbies and headed home.
Mom and I were really tired when we got home, and Cora was raring to go and bake something. I told her I needed to rest a bit and spend some time with my kitties. So, I went to the Lair and snuggled the kitties. Mom fell asleep in her recliner upstairs, and Cora put together her puzzles. I suppose she allowed me about an hour of rest before she was down here bugging me to bake. I didn't really feel like baking, but that child is relentless.
So, I found a recipe for apple cookies on line and we baked them. At first I was disappointed, but after I put the powdered sugar glaze on them, I found them okay. The apple cake we made last week was much better with its caramel glaze.
Jack called and said he was coming to pick up Cora, but Cora resisted, saying she was not ready to come home yet. So, he gave her until 7:30, which she still protested, saying she wanted to stay overnight. LOL. I think she would move in if she could.
She seems very happy and content here. And she is fun to have around. She chatters incessantly and makes all sorts of interesting observations about everything.
Jack took the time to put the wheels on mom's little car for her.
Mom and I watched a little TV and then went to our separate floors and cashed in our chips for the night.
She waltzed in, saying, "Why are you still sleeping? It's in the nines."
I told her I was tired and I would get up in an hour or so. Not the answer she wanted, so she continued to bug me until I told her I would get up if she would go and get me a diet coke. Then I tried to get her to go bother Grandma for a while and give me fifteen minutes to get my teeth brushed and get dressed.
No way. She followed me to the bathroom, jabbering away the whole while, and stood in the doorway watching me pee and then brush my teeth. I said, "Why don't you go ask Grandma what we should bake, and I will get dressed while you are gone." The reason she was pestering me so vigorously is that she and I have baked every Saturday for the last three weeks, and she wanted to bake again today.
"I've seen my mom naked before," she said as I gathered up clothes to put on. "Naked people are gross," she went on to say. Yet, her big blue eyes remained solemnly fixed on me as she talked on and on about my cats, her cats, how diet coke is bad for you, especially if you drink it right away in the morning (I had demanded a can of diet coke if I was going to get up), football (and how it sucks), school (and how it doesn't suck), bacon (how delicious it is), and so on and so on.
At some point, Mom came in, and I had an audience of two while I got dressed. I felt like a goldfish in a bowl. LOL. A naked goldfish (although I was never actually naked).
So, anyhow.
I told Cora we had to finish Grandma's race car first. (Mom's church is having some sort of thing where everyone in the congregation has to decorate these little wooden cars and then they are going to have a pot luck and race them. Mom thinks it is a kind of dumb idea--so does Jack. I think it isn't a very churchy thing. It's more like something someone would do at some sort of a club, like boy scouts or something.
Anyhow, Cora painted the car blue last night, and today I made two tiny little license plates for the front and back of the car which say "ANGEL." I used clear red push pins for tail lights and tiny yellow buttons (the ones I use for my doll clothes) as head lights. I painted the windshield and the rear window on the car with white paint tinted slightly with blue. Finally, I glued a wing on each side of the car and a beautiful cross down the back where the "trunk" would be. When Jack came to pick up Cora last night, he put the tires on. I was afraid to do it, since Mom was told the wheels were very easily broken.
I am hoping I can get a picture of it before mom goes to church. I am quite please withthe way it turned out.
Cora wanted to go to the Ellendale Cafe for lunch, but it is closed on Saturday. She wanted bacon, so I said we would go to Perkins if Grandma wanted to. We then called Kim and asked her if she would like to join us, and she was very happy to do so. After we had already made arrangements with Kim, Cora decided she would rather go to McDonalds. Well, I had already called Kim. So we discussed it and decided that Cora could eat some bacon at Perkins with the rest of us, and on the way home we would stop at McDonalds and get her a happy meal.
Mom and Kim had burgers, and I had eggs and bacon because I planned to let Cora have my bacon. I had my eggs over easy and got toast instead of pancakes because I like to dip the toast in the soft eggs. Cora, the little booger, only ate three pieces of her bacon because she didn't want to be too full to eat her McDonalds. Kim bought a french silk pie to take home to her and Lucas. Yum. One of these days I am going to buy a slice of pie again.
We had fun there, laughing and talking. The food was good and hot. Kim wants to make a day of it next Saturday and everyone get their toes done then go to lunch or something. Cora was really excited about that because she LOVES to have her toes done.
After that, we went through the drive through at McDonalds. What a crazy order we gave the guy! One girl's happy meal with just a hamburger on a bun--no condiments of any kind, two twist cones (for me and mom), one plain cone (for Cora) and one sweet tea (for Kim). LOL.
Cora was then content and sat in the back seat happily chowing down her fries as we dropped off Kimbies and headed home.
Mom and I were really tired when we got home, and Cora was raring to go and bake something. I told her I needed to rest a bit and spend some time with my kitties. So, I went to the Lair and snuggled the kitties. Mom fell asleep in her recliner upstairs, and Cora put together her puzzles. I suppose she allowed me about an hour of rest before she was down here bugging me to bake. I didn't really feel like baking, but that child is relentless.
So, I found a recipe for apple cookies on line and we baked them. At first I was disappointed, but after I put the powdered sugar glaze on them, I found them okay. The apple cake we made last week was much better with its caramel glaze.
Jack called and said he was coming to pick up Cora, but Cora resisted, saying she was not ready to come home yet. So, he gave her until 7:30, which she still protested, saying she wanted to stay overnight. LOL. I think she would move in if she could.
She seems very happy and content here. And she is fun to have around. She chatters incessantly and makes all sorts of interesting observations about everything.
Jack took the time to put the wheels on mom's little car for her.
Mom and I watched a little TV and then went to our separate floors and cashed in our chips for the night.