Monday, December 12, 2011

The Cow Bell

Good two Mondays before Christmas everyone. I should be busy, and I have been, but in cleaning I dusted "The" cow bell and it brought back so many memories. I just had to stop and do a blog. Before I begin to tell you about it, get your coffee, and it is White Christmas. I LOVE this coffee. Would you like to sit by the fireplace? The Christmas tree lights are on just for you. Is the music too loud? I really am happy you came and want you to be comfortable. Dasko will leave you alone in a minute, he is happy to see you too. Okay back to THE cow Most of you know by now I was an only child and my Daddy spoiled me rotten. He was a little man and I have outweighed him at his top weight for 30
This is one of my favorite pictures of the two of us. Well, anyway I would go hunting with him, go to the well machine with him, and even help him dress the rabbits and squirrels he got.(I don't think my children know this) I called the line on cleaning Well, he always like antiques too and of course my Mother didn't. She liked new and updated and everything was flowered. That's another blog, but needless to say there are no flowers in any of my decor! Although my Mother and I were very close and very similar, the difference was vast in our decorating.
 Any way my Daddy was always finding me things. I had my heart set on a cow bell. We couldn't find one any where. One day I heard my door open, thought it was one of the kids and heard , clang, clang, clang coming down the hall into the kitchen. It was my Daddy wearing this around his neck, and grinning from ear to ear.
It just overwhelmed me with memories when I dusted it. Isn't that what a lot of Christmas is? Memories. I know a lot of people don't have happy memories of Christmas, and it makes me so sad to think that. I am so blessed to have them and my children are too. They, also have created happy memories for their children.
One more Daddy story. After I got married and had children, we always went to Mother and Daddys Christmas Day. My grandparents would be there and who ever else needed somewhere to go.No matter what time we got there my Daddy was on the porch to meet us and always said,"Where have you been? You should have been here 30 minutes ago!" He wasn't teasing either. He couldn't wait for us to get there for, that is when Christmas began. I get my love of it from him.
I have been tweaking. Again. Looking at everyones Christmas decorations just inspires me. I copied this idea from Pam.(Civil Folks)
A few Christmas pillows.
I love my rottie! I have lots of  rottie Christmas ornies I haven't used in a while. Next year I may just do a rottie tree. That wouldn't be too prim would it? lol
Well, it has been great having you come Through My Back Door where life is good.
PS: This is what is on my front door  on the inside.
PSS: I just couldn't close without thanking you again for your prayers. Chemo begins tomorrow


  1. Oh Betty, Don't we just love the good memories tucked in our minds and the fact that something we see or do brings them to life once again. Sounds like you and your Dad had a very close and special relationship. Same here with my Daddy. He would find something old and across the street he would come and ask me what I could do with it. Love your displays, they are beautiful. I would love to sit in front of the fireplace with my coffee and let you tell me stories of your childhood for hours on end. Thanks for the visit. Hope you have a wonderful day.

  2. Good Monday Betty~
    Oh, I love the stories of you & your Father so touching~ the cowbell is amazing!!

    Love the decorating tweaking~

    Prayers for Amanda~ hugs to all of you in the family~ may the Angels be with all of you~

  3. Betty ... Memories are such treasures! I was also a daddy's girl. He passed away 3-1/2 years ago & I miss him every day. No one can love you like your daddy. Your displays are lovely! Blessings, Shirlee

  4. I love your stories, Betty, keep them coming! I picked up something and it brought back memories and I was telling my hubby about it and now I can't remember what it was!!! guess I had better ask him, but he probably won't remember what it was about, either. Loved the visit! I am on break, now I need to get back to the curtains for the kitchen.

    Bear Hugs & Blessings~Karen

  5. Betty, thank you for sharing your cow bell story - what a wonderful memory. I was thinking about Amanda today and remembered that chemo starts tomorrow - continuing to lift all of y'all up in prayer.

  6. Wonderful daddy memories Betty - he sounds like he was a wonderful man...That photo of you and him is precious - what a little cutie you are! ;o) Continuing to pray for Amanda and the family....and hoping it doesn't ruin her holidays.....Hugs & Blessings ~ Robin

  7. Hi Betty, Always enjoy your stories, it is so nice to have such good memories. Tweaking my favorite thing to do. Love all your goodies, nice arrangements. Will be keeping Amanda in my thoughts. Hugs Vicky

  8. Love the cow bell story. I love all my Christmas memories, too. So thankful for memories.

    The pantry box looks great!

    Still praying for Amanda.

  9. I just loved hearing some of your memories, what great ones. Your home looks lovely. Wishing you and your family a very Merry Christmas and of course Amanda has my prayers!

  10. Betty: You jogged me into getting back on, reading more of my friend's blogs. I loved this particular post...such great memories you have of your Dad. I am so happy for you. My prayers are with Amanda...hopefully she will sail right through...most of my friends "just feel tired" after chemo. Will pray for her tonight!
    Love your inspiration to me,
    {{Hugs}} Joy


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