The one thing I dislike about going away is that I am swamped when I get back. I have been meaning to post for over a week.
We had a nice Thanksgiving dinner with my in laws in Missouri. My sister-in-law outdid herself and everything tasted wonderful. The 12 hour trip was eventful. My daughter had a competition in North Mississippi, the following day we visited overnight with high school buddy of my husband's and his wife and the last leg of the trip we stopped to see my step-daughter. When we landed at my sister-in-law's house we unpacked and my husband went out with a rifle and his orange on. Now before we left my brother-in-law told my husband if I wanted deer meat I was going to have to shoot it myself since he hadn't much luck. I don't think my husband was going to take a chance on our yearly supply of deer meat resting in my hands. My Bil's dad shot a doe that morning and contributed it to our deer supply already. Well, 20 minutes into the woods my husband got a doe. I will spare you the pictures, but we had our supply of deer meat. Thankfully my BIL is a good natured man and wasn't chapped by how quickly my husband bagged a deer.
My BIL and his family run a farm, one of the top 3 in the state. After Thanksgiving dinner we went over (gift in hand as a thank you for the deer) to my Bil's parent's house. They are incredible, warm hearted people. Ms. D is about to turn 80 and Mr. J is 84. Mr. J has a quiet way and works just as hard on the farm as he did when he was young and Ms. D is right there with him. We had a nice visit and I should title the rest of this post, My Son's Secret Life on The Farm. My youngest is 10. Since he was 4 he has been going with his Uncle in the mornings on our visits there. He had weak muscles in one of his legs and couldn't climb but at 5 he showed his Uncle when he climbed 40ft. up the silo. I am not privy to the chores that he helps with because they are afraid I'd have a heart attack. But Ms. D has filled me in a little. He helps feed the cows, he can drive the big tractors, he finds things that are lost. He drove the truck as they tossed hay out and he helps fix things. He also helps herd the cows. While we visit he is inseparable from his Uncle and is sad when we leave. My BIL has the patience of a saint. It was nice to hear and the expression on Ms. D's face when she described my son to me, I could tell he was a favorite. I mentioned to my BIL the things his mother had told me and he smiled. He said the first time he brought Liam to the farm, his mother was baking pies. He was so small then, he walked into Ms. D's kitchen and informed her he was there for the pie. Well that cemented things between him and Ms. D.
Here he is riding the pony:
Of course it wouldn't be a trip to Missouri if I didn't visit my favorite thrift store, Those Were the Days. I was looking for another corn stick pan and wouldn't you know it only took me two booths to find one. Then I found another one. The first one is the same one I just bought but cheaper and the second one was a Griswold at a cheap price. Which one to buy? Well here is the word problem: If Aggie travels 12 hours in a minivan with 3 children at around 70mph and has to go back with the same way with the same amount of children, which pan does she buy? Both! It's my reward lol. I splurged $25.
They need some work but here they are:
The bottom pan is just like the one I just bought. The top pan is the Griswold. The sticks on the top one are slightly bigger and it needs more work. I plan on burning that one out on a fire first to see if I can get most of the rust and bumps burned off. We went to my Mother-in-law's house afterward and she asked what I bought. She has one like the one on the bottom that belonged to my husbands grandmother and she also has a larger one that makes shorter sticks but double the amount she said she was keeping those but took out two that I could have.
I am not usually a fan of shaped cast iron because of all the grooves but I was excited to have it and think it generous of my MIL to give it to me. The fish pan probably hasn't been used in 20 years and needs work. Another candidate for the fire. The corn ear pan has been well seasoned and needs a mild cleaning and seasoning. I had a cast iron Thanksgiving lol. Well, we loaded up our deer, cast iron, kids and headed home. It poured rain down on us the whole way. Now to get ready for Christmas!
We had a nice Thanksgiving dinner with my in laws in Missouri. My sister-in-law outdid herself and everything tasted wonderful. The 12 hour trip was eventful. My daughter had a competition in North Mississippi, the following day we visited overnight with high school buddy of my husband's and his wife and the last leg of the trip we stopped to see my step-daughter. When we landed at my sister-in-law's house we unpacked and my husband went out with a rifle and his orange on. Now before we left my brother-in-law told my husband if I wanted deer meat I was going to have to shoot it myself since he hadn't much luck. I don't think my husband was going to take a chance on our yearly supply of deer meat resting in my hands. My Bil's dad shot a doe that morning and contributed it to our deer supply already. Well, 20 minutes into the woods my husband got a doe. I will spare you the pictures, but we had our supply of deer meat. Thankfully my BIL is a good natured man and wasn't chapped by how quickly my husband bagged a deer.
My BIL and his family run a farm, one of the top 3 in the state. After Thanksgiving dinner we went over (gift in hand as a thank you for the deer) to my Bil's parent's house. They are incredible, warm hearted people. Ms. D is about to turn 80 and Mr. J is 84. Mr. J has a quiet way and works just as hard on the farm as he did when he was young and Ms. D is right there with him. We had a nice visit and I should title the rest of this post, My Son's Secret Life on The Farm. My youngest is 10. Since he was 4 he has been going with his Uncle in the mornings on our visits there. He had weak muscles in one of his legs and couldn't climb but at 5 he showed his Uncle when he climbed 40ft. up the silo. I am not privy to the chores that he helps with because they are afraid I'd have a heart attack. But Ms. D has filled me in a little. He helps feed the cows, he can drive the big tractors, he finds things that are lost. He drove the truck as they tossed hay out and he helps fix things. He also helps herd the cows. While we visit he is inseparable from his Uncle and is sad when we leave. My BIL has the patience of a saint. It was nice to hear and the expression on Ms. D's face when she described my son to me, I could tell he was a favorite. I mentioned to my BIL the things his mother had told me and he smiled. He said the first time he brought Liam to the farm, his mother was baking pies. He was so small then, he walked into Ms. D's kitchen and informed her he was there for the pie. Well that cemented things between him and Ms. D.
Here he is riding the pony:
Of course it wouldn't be a trip to Missouri if I didn't visit my favorite thrift store, Those Were the Days. I was looking for another corn stick pan and wouldn't you know it only took me two booths to find one. Then I found another one. The first one is the same one I just bought but cheaper and the second one was a Griswold at a cheap price. Which one to buy? Well here is the word problem: If Aggie travels 12 hours in a minivan with 3 children at around 70mph and has to go back with the same way with the same amount of children, which pan does she buy? Both! It's my reward lol. I splurged $25.
They need some work but here they are:
The bottom pan is just like the one I just bought. The top pan is the Griswold. The sticks on the top one are slightly bigger and it needs more work. I plan on burning that one out on a fire first to see if I can get most of the rust and bumps burned off. We went to my Mother-in-law's house afterward and she asked what I bought. She has one like the one on the bottom that belonged to my husbands grandmother and she also has a larger one that makes shorter sticks but double the amount she said she was keeping those but took out two that I could have.
I am not usually a fan of shaped cast iron because of all the grooves but I was excited to have it and think it generous of my MIL to give it to me. The fish pan probably hasn't been used in 20 years and needs work. Another candidate for the fire. The corn ear pan has been well seasoned and needs a mild cleaning and seasoning. I had a cast iron Thanksgiving lol. Well, we loaded up our deer, cast iron, kids and headed home. It poured rain down on us the whole way. Now to get ready for Christmas!
Sounds like you had a fabulous time. Good for you! I think it's so awesome when kids get attached to relatives. It's so special. I feel bad for kids who don't have an extended family member or two who can dote on them. Your son's lucky. :-)
ReplyDeleteSnowing up here, by the way. Ug.