A Life Worth Living by Nancy Buxton

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Yesterday

Yesterday was a very special day, Father’s Day!  I thought of my Dad and the fact that he was my buddy.  When my mom didn’t see things my way I would always go to daddy.  I think just the word daddy melted his heart and he would usually see things my way.  Not always but sometimes.

My dad was a dependable man, he got off work at 4 pm and was home by 4:20, 4:30 at the latest, never fail.  Once a month we, my dad and I, would meet at the grocery store to do some shopping.  We lived in a town where we could buy groceries on credit.  When dad got his pay check, he would cash it  at the grocery store, pay our bill and stock up for the next month. If the bill was too high he would by unhappy and always thought we spent too much on food.

Dad taught me how to cook.  Every time I made something that was not great he would say, “it’s just the way I like it.”  He taught me to make gravy, steak, fried chicken and most any thing that was easy.  I know I have told you about him before but it seems worthwhile to repeat.

Dad had a quick temper and could “fly off the handle” easily.  I was 17 when he gave me my last whipping, it was my sassy mouth that got me into trouble.  I know what you are thinking child abuse, well maybe but in those days it was called discipline.  Good or bad that’s how they did it.

As for my children’s father, my husband, he was never spanked a day in his life.  His father was 55 when he was born so I doubt by the time Bob was spanking age his dad could even catch him. 

Are you wondering what we did for Father’s Day around my house. After the two phone calls from our  kids, we went to Valentino’s for brunch, I paid, father’s ate free.  LOL  I gave him a one way plane ticket back home from Washington state.  I will fill you in on that another time.

Last evening we celebrated Bob’s birthday.  Seven of us ate at Tico’s, it was delicious.  My present to him was 2 ties (one purchased at a garage sale) and two pair of pants.  Not exciting I know but everything fit and he needed them.

We also cleaned the downstairs, big  job but someone had to do it and since we are the only two around it was us.  We moved furniture, bookcases and really deep cleaned.  I think we are ready for our little Singapore family to arrive.

God is good. He has brought such special people into my life.  It could have been so different.  Have you ever thought how things could have been.  Sometimes I wonder why God gave us the power of choice, why did he give us a will.  He has such good ideas why didn’t he just plan our life for us?  I know, I know it just does not work that way, there is a reason.  God would be called unfair if he did that–Satan always messes things up.

My Girl

My Girl had a birthday!  Yup my baby is 35, how can that be when I don’t feel a day over 35?  This girl turned woman has been a delight to me always.  I do remember when she was about 2, she perplexed me, she seemed to not be the happy-go-lucky child that her brother was.  I decided she was bored with her toys and bought her some new ones.  That’s funny looking back on it, how could a two-year old be bored? She was just a little wisp of a thing and sweet as sugar.

My Girl was a breeze as a teenager, she was strong-willed and would often come home early or send her friend’s home early because she wanted to go to bed.  This idea was never in my vocabulary I am a die-hard still today.  You are getting the picture aren’t you?  We are not very much alike and yet we are best friends.

I admire my daughter, I mean really admire her.  She has a walk with the Lord, she depends on Him.  She teaches her children about Jesus.  She cooks healthy, watches her weight and exercises.  She never raises her voice to her children and yet they obey.  She is quick to apologize if she thinks she has done something wrong, she is sweet and generous.  She is frugal especially with herself.  She puts her husband first right after God. She is fun and thoughtful.  She is beautiful inside and out.  This picture is a fun picture of her and her honey.  She is still in her pj’s,  I am sure she will wonder why I didn’t find a picture of her all fixed up.  The real fact is she looks great no matter what. Isn’t there something about seeing yourself through the master’s eye. I am not the Master but I am the mother and through my eyes she is perfect.

For her birthday present she wants me to help her spring  clean her house.  I can’t wait I love to spend time with her even when it’s cleaning house.

Can you tell I am crazy about this girl of mine?  I thank the Lord for her!

Happy Birthday

I had to give my birthday wishes over the phone.  It just isn’t fair, do I sound like a child?  Sometimes I feel like a child, what does the Bible say?  Once a man and twice a child, I’m there.  April 25 is the day I became a mom, I didn’t know the joy that little boy would bring to my life, I only knew I loved him before he was born.  In my eyes he has been a perfect son!  I wonder if God feels the same about me or about you?  Have you ever thought of that?

This is an old post but for my newest readers I think it is worth the read it is about letting go of your most precious possession.

My Boy has turned into a man, oh he still has that boyish look, that smile that melts my heart but he IS a man, he even shaves (inside joke).  He has a kind heart, he is a great husband and father, fun loving and sweet.  I am his mother but I don’t think I’m bias–he is just that way.

I remember when he finished college and was headed to Seattle to work for Boeing, I couldn’t stand it.  His father and I went on a trip and left his sister home to take care of seeing him off.  I just couldn’t bear to see him turn the corner and drive away, it brings tears to my eyes now as I think about it. Little did I know. . .

That he would make us (his parents) seem like exotic travelers, which we aren’t but because of him we are.  He had the nerve to move his precious wife and children to the other side of the world.  That’s right, a 27 hour plane ride.  It never crossed my mind that he would ever live half way around the world from me. When he moved to Seattle, single (have I told you I found his sweet wife for him?) and alone, I recall telling him if I live to be 70 years old I will probably only see him a certain number of time, silly I know but that’s how I felt. 

Why am I telling you this?  I want you to think about letting go, sometimes it is difficult, especially for mom’s to let their boy soar.  Do it!  As a parent it is our job to raise our children to fly away.  Be happy for them, be excited for them and support their decision.  You see life is hard and we each need people in our corner who support us and believe in us, as a mom this is part of our job. Don’t hang on, don’t tie him to your apron string and don’t keep him tied when he gets married.  It’s  Biblical, a man shall cleave to his wife not his mother or father. (Gen. 2:24, Matt. 19:5, Mark 10:1)  I like the word cleave it sounds perfect for a man and woman to cleave.

Would I love to have him and his family living next door, I sure would, but I am happy for them.  They love what they are doing and where they live, and I want to give them the support they need from me.

So dear mom and dad, when it’s time let go, let that precious boy soar and be happy that you raised him to do it.My boy and his boy

The Birthday

Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday dear meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, happy birthday to me.  Can you tell I love my birthday?  I know what you are wondering–what did he get me?  Wellllllllllllll a long time ago I had mentioned I would like a couple of Mary Kay items.  One was a set of camel hair brushes with the holder to keep things tidy when I travel.  The other was an organizer for my make up. 

Bob got the brush set and the Topeka kids gave me the organizer for the makeup.  No Ipod.  LOL  It’s okay.  You know what?  The best part was just being together with no drama.  I mean we were all healthy, happy and thankful.  We had 20 some for lunch everyone brought a thing or two and we had fun.

I stepped on the scale Monday morning and knew the party was over.  So back at it again, this time I am going to work on getting 15 pounds off. 15 pounds would put me pretty close to my goal.  It’s really no fun but has to be done.  This is my problem and if you can think of what works for you let me know.  I seem to be an all or nothing kind of person.  I am either really watching what I eat or I am eating everything.  I have to learn moderation.  You know like maybe only eat what I take and never go back for seconds.  Something like that.

Tropical Fruit Soup

I wonder, do the weeks come and go as fast for you as they do for me?  It seems like my life is going as fast as a runaway car on the interstate.  I don’t like it I want to yell “stop”–I really want to stop and smell the roses.  I want to slow my life down, I want to cherish each moment, I want to . . . . . .

Can you tell I have a birthday coming up?  Yup!  Now that I have reached the age of senior citizen status I am a little more aware of my age.  I don’t like it when a clerk calls me honey or sweetheart.  I don’t like it when the guy at the bird store wants to carry out my 5 pounds of bird seed.  I don’t like it when people look at me like I am forgetting something.   Well, except when I am like forgetting my purse.

Yesterday I put a picture of what I have been hinting at that I want for my birthday in front of my man.  He didn’t see it.  Finally I asked him if he noticed the picture on the table, he didn’t know what he was looking at.  I had to say, AGAIN, I want an iPod for my birthday.  He wants to know what an iPod is.  Here is the bomb shell–he already has my present–UGH–what could it be?  I’ll keep you posted on that.

Back to the iPod–he then told me I could go get one and he would pay for it.  I told him I didn’t want to do that, so he thought we should both go pick it out.  After picking up my computer and paying $160 for getting the virus off and installing a new more secure virus fighter and buying a new printer.  By the way do you know printers don’t come with a manual?  Nope, you have to download it–now that’s a little cheap if you ask me.  After spending all that money I finally decided the iPod needs to wait.  Soooooooooooooooooooooo no iPod for me.

Tropical Fruit Soup

12 oz. Dole Pineapple-Banna frozen juice concentrate

1 1/4 c White grape juice

2 tsp Vanilla extract

3 1/2 T Cornstarch or tapioca starch

4 c Frozen mixed fruit

2 Bananas, sliced

2 Kiwi, sliced

Combine the juice, vanilla and cornstarch in a large saucepan.  Stir to dissolve starch.  Bring to a boil, stirring constantly.  Reduce heat to simmer and continue stirring until mixture clears and thickens.  Cut frozen fruit into smaller chunks.  Add frozen fruit to juice and cook a few minutes more.  Stir in sliced bananas and kiwi last before serving.  Serve over waffles, pancakes or toast.  Garnish with coconut or shipped topping.

Valentine’s Day

LOL  How was your Valentine’s Day?  Did your honey, your kids, your friend, your any one tell you happy Valentine’s Day?  I went to the grocery store and the clerk even gave me a valentine’s greeting.

We woke up this morning and nothing was said.  I left the house in a blizzard because CVS had some bargains and I needed to get there early to get the worm. LOL  When I got back home my man was cleaning the downstairs, he had made the beds and was doing the floors, he had cleaned the kitchen including emptying the dishwasher.

Are you wondering about the card?  He made it and had it in my slippers when I got home.  This is what the card said:  I love you–abcdefghijklmnopqrstvwxyz——————– do you get it? I didn’t.  Did you notice the u is missing?  Missing U–get it?  I know corny.

We also went out to eat with some friends, we went to Tico’s my favorite Mexican food.

Are you wondering what I did for him?  Well, I gave him a  card and ah ah ah that’s about it.  Some how it seems Valentine’s Day is a girl thing, I wonder if I think that because I am a girl.

Have I told you that I have told my man what I want for my birthday?  I want an Ipod, do you think I will get one?  I doubt it.

All in all it was a good day.  Every day is a good day, just to wake up is a good day.  This is the day the Lord has made and I am thankful for it.

My Grandma’s Birthday

Today, February 12, would be my grandma’s one hundred and something birthday.  She was a pioneer woman and she didn’t have it easy.  She out lived a husband, 3 sons and a daughter.  Grandma was half Indian as in Cherokee Indian.  She was spunky, frugal and had faith in Jesus.  She lived in today, not yesterday or tomorrow.  She loved flowers, making quilts and reading her Bible. 

Grandma had so many grandchildren she certainly didn’t know them all and couldn’t even afford to send each one a gift.  The truth is I doubt she even knew all of their birthdays.  It was different for me, I was her buddy.  We lived in the same town and she took care of me when my mom worked.  Not only that, if I begged really hard she would spend the night with me.

Grandma loved Jesus and she read her Bible every day.  She could often be heard singing “In the Garden”.  When she was asked about doing something in the future, I could count on her to say, “if the Lord wills.”

I never really liked her answer, in my childish way I thought she shouldn’t depend on the Lord’s will so much.  Grandma seemed to know what the Lord willed in her life and she lived like it.

Grandma’s name was Leah Casebolt and she loved these cookies. . .she would roll them out and cut them with the rim of a glass. 

Sour Cream Cookies

2 eggs

3 cups sugar

3/4 cup butter

6-7 Cups flour

4 T Vanilla

1 tsp salt

1 pt. sour cream

1 1/2 tsp soda

2 1/2 tsp. baking powder

Mix sugar, eggs, salt, butter and blend in sour cream and vanilla, then add flour, soda and baking powder.–Roll 1/4″ thick and bake 7-8 minutes at 400 degrees

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