Cookies and A Cake

 Whew....I have so much catching up to do for me to know what is happening in each of your lives...I will get there...I promise.

Today....I want to talk about the cookies and the cake that I was in charge of picking up for Mylee's grad party...

I ordered these cookies a few weeks ago...  This lady makes the best tasting decorated sugar cookies which is just one reason she stays booked all the time.  I've ordered decorated cookies from her many times and she always does and excellent job.  

I went to pick them up on Friday morning around 10:15.....  She and I had talked about the timing and she told me that they would be in the (cutest) little cooler on her front porch by 10:00.  I looked in the cooler and there were two different orders...One was for SFA and the other was for a different college with different colors.  

I knew I had the right cookies because the were purple and white...SFA colors.  This I could see through the clear plastic on the top of the box.  After I had picked them up....For some unknown reason, I  decided to pull over and take a look at them.  Sure enough...inside the box was several cookies that read "Congratulations Maggie."

Maggie??  Where did that come from.  I looked back at my messages to confirm that I had told her MYLEE.  Yes....I had. I sent her a message and explained that the cookies had the wrong name...  I told her that the cookies were beautiful and that we would work with just having the other cookies.   By the time I received her reply, I was completely across town.  

Her message read..."Your order is still in my house."  She had put the wrong order out in the cooler.  Truthfully, I was very surprised that she would have not just two, but three orders for SFA cookies.  I turned around...drove back across town to exchange the cookies.  This moment of panic was resolved...  

I then head out to pick up the cake...I get to the bakery and they tell me it's not ready yet....could I give them about 30 minutes.  I leave to go run another errand and when I come back to pick up the cake....THEY CAN NOT FIND IT!!  what?  you were just working on it.  

Panic was on the verge of coming back....a couple of the employees went to the back to try to locate it.  Seems that when they put it in the cooler, it was placed on a different shelf due to the extra height that was on the cake.  FOUND!!  They found it and I was soon headed home.  

This was a delicious red velvet cake...and you can see that it was decorated with two of the decorated cookies as well as flowers.

By the end of the day....I needed a dip in the pool....for sure!! 

No matter how well you think you have things planned out....you need to always be ready for a few hiccups!!  It was truly a great evening...

*** I wanted to add about a very special moment for Mylee.  Sam's mother...Mylee's great grandmother passed away in 2023.  About a month before she passed, she gave Mylee her graduation card. She wanted Mylee to wait until her graduation to open it.  She opened it at the party and not only was there a monetary gift, but a sweet message that Mylee will always hold dear to her heart.  There were a few tears!!  

Have a Blessed Day sweet Friends..

Shug

TEST, BUSY WEEKEND, GRADUATION

 The past four days have felt like someone hit the fast-forward button on my life. 😂

Thursday started bright and early with multiple test and scans at the hospital for Sam.  This turned into an all-day event. By the time I got home, I felt like I deserved a trophy, a nap, and a cheeseburger.

Friday rolled around with an oncologist appointment followed by running errands for Mylee’s graduation party. 

Balloons, last-minute shopping, and trying to remember everything on my list had me circling town like I was training for a marathon. Picking up a beautiful cake as well as decorated cookies. The cake and the cookies will be a story of their own.. A post for sure for later in the week.  (Photos tomorrow… if I survive the weekend.) 😂

Mylee and Tori....

our two granddaughters...

Saturday? Whew. Full speed ahead getting everything ready for graduation festivities. Clothes laid out, enjoying family from out of town, and tending to the little details that somehow multiply overnight. It was one of those beautiful, busy days where when you finally get home, you collapse into bed wondering if your feet are still attached to your body.

  She ↓↓ Graduated...

Mylee Jo.. aka...Sassy, MJ, Baby Shug

And today?

 Church online, stretchy pants, and REST. Amen and hallelujah. 🙌

It has been a beautiful weekend filled with family, celebration, and memories in the making… but mercy, this Shug needs a recharge button and about three naps. ☀️💛

Honestly....I may be tired, but right now, it's the busyness of the days that are helping me.  No real complaints coming from having an over stimulated weekend...I wouldn't change one thing about it....

See y'all tomorrow...

Shug...🪫

Waterfall Whispers and a Hodgepodge

Waterfall Whispers and a Hodgepodge

Joining Joyce at:

here

 1. What's one piece of advice you would you give a recent or soon-to-be graduate? 

You do not have to have your whole life figured out the minute you walk across that stage.  Many people think graduation means you are suddenly supposed to know exactly who you are, what career you want, where you will live, and what comes next.  Real life rarely works this way..  Give yourself permission to grow into your future.  

2. May 15th marks the birth date of L. Frank Baum, author of The Wonderful Wizard of Oz. At this point in time are you more in need of brains, courage, heart, or a trip back home? Explain. 

Oh...the cowardly lion!!  He spent the entire journey believing he lacked courage, when in truth, courage had been inside him all along. I know that I already have the courage to walk the road I am now on....  Courage is choosing to move forward even when fear is sitting beside you. 

3.  "There's no place like home" is an oft repeated line from Baum's book. When was the last time you felt the truth of that statement? 

Honestly, anytime I return home after being gone for several days, I feel it. I may enjoy the trip, the restaurants, the visiting, and all the excitement, but there is something comforting about pulling into my own driveway. Home is where my favorite chair sits, where familiar smells linger, and where I can completely exhale. Nothing quite compares to sleeping in your own bed and waking up surrounded by the little everyday things you love most.

4. May is National BBQ Month...do you own a grill? Who does the grilling at your house? What's your favorite thing to throw on the grill? What's the last thing you grilled? 

Oh yes...we own a grill, a smoker, and a pellet grill.  These are all NEW since last year, and have never been used.  Sam has always done the outdoor cooking but has not felt well enough to do so.  I enjoy burgers as well as ribs and brisket.  HMMM... not sure I can remember the last thing that was cooked on the old grills.  

5. What's a memory you replay in your head when you need a little joy? 

One memory I replay often is the sound of my grandkids laughing and playing outdoors.  These moments still warm my heart.  I have a digital picture frame that rotates photos (all day long)...Goodness...each time I walk past it and I see the old photos of the kids growing up, memories pop up.  I sometimes carry those memories with me for the rest of the day.  

6. Insert your own random thought here. 

My random thought this morning is about a picture that I recently took.  The sound of the water tumbling over the rocks made the world fill a little less loud while I was standing there enjoying the fall and the roses.  Places like this are so peaceful and as I watched the water flowing over the rocks without hurrying, I couldn't help but think how the rocks themselves, have sat there through storms and all kinds of seasons that change over and over again.  They just are!!  Yet...everyday, they bring smiles to faces over and over again.   

This little corner of beauty feels like a reminder to me that life does not always have to be at full-speed.  Just keep a smile on your face and keep moving.  

Happy Hodgepodge Day....

Shug....

A Story from the Porch

 A story from the Porch.....🍑

I love old stories from the past and I have decided that once a week, I am going to be posting a Porch Story!  I want these stories to be in my blog book for my grandkids and great grandkids to read about some day.  

This weeks story is about my paternal Grandmother...."Ma Bertha"

I hope you all enjoy... 

"A Peach Limb and A Whole Lot of Love."

Growing up, we (grandkids, siblings, cousins) didn't need time-outs or long talks about our behavior.

We had my grandmother.....  "Ma Bertha."

If we were cutting up or acting like we didn't have good sense, she didn't go searching for a solution....she would look right at us and say:

 "Go out there and cut me a peach limb."   There were many times I wished the old peach trees would disappear!!

Let me tell you....that walk to the yard would change your whole attitude real quick.  We knew what was coming and because I knew what it was, I would always take baby steps out to the peach tree and back.  

The funny thing is, you didn't dare come back with a tiny limb.  If you did, she would send you right back out there to get a limb that "meant business."   You know what I mean?

Usually it wasn't just one of us, but  the whole crew that would end up getting a couple of licks with that peach limb. 

Not out of anger...Not out of meanness...But out of a kind of love that believed you needed to be set straight before the world tried to do it for you.  

Looking back, I know that it wasn't about the switch itself.  It was about respect and about learning right from wrong. It was about knowing somebody loved you enough not to let you be undisciplined. 

These lessons have stayed with me a whole lot longer than any kind of "gentle reminder" ever would have.  

 If any of us got caught laughing because someone got an extra lick, then this was not a happy moment for any of us.  We would all end up getting another lick and it was not comfortable.  

Do I have any scars from those old peach limbs?  No...not a single one.

What I do have is a bundle of memories tied up with deep East Texas roots, front porch lessons, and a grandmother named Ma Bertha who believed children ought to know how to behave.  I say front porch lessons, because this is the very place where all the action would take place.  I'll never, ever forget that Front Porch...

Those peach limbs didn't leave marks on my skin (well...maybe for about 15 min.)....but they sure left lessons in my heart.  I now remember how Grandparents helped shape who we became.  

Funny how life works!!!

The things that felt so big back then becomes stories that we laugh about now.  And the people we once feared disappointing becomes the very people we miss the most..  

My grandmother...Ma Bertha...was definitely the kind of grandmother that you rarely see these days.  She was old-fashioned to the core and strong-minded.  She was raised in a generation that believed in hard work, respect and telling things exactly like they were.  She didn't feel like we (grandkids) deserved to be entertained every minute of the day and she sure did not tolerate backtalk.  She loved us and she loved her peach trees!!  lol.

Believe me...I never see a peach tree that I don't think of her.  

Shug...💛

* I should add that my grandfather and his first wife had 11 kids and when his first wife passed, he married my grandmother (Ma Bertha) and they had 4 kids.  I feel that Ma Bertha had plenty of experience in discipling kids.  She knew how to discipline, but she also had the sweetest heart.